Zerg: The female warrior's male master is acting strangely!

He stood there stunned for two seconds until the little female insect in his hand tugged at his clothes and called out, "Instructor Lin, let's go!" He then snapped out of his daze and mumbled an "Oh."

Seeing him staring blankly into a certain place, Manjushri turned his head in confusion and followed his gaze, just in time to witness the scene of Sirland twisting the starship onto Herroyen's ear.

He was stunned: "?"

Seeing his brother approaching, Lin Zhuoran asked, "Did they have a fight?"

"I don't know," Manjushri thought to himself. "Weren't we just fine a moment ago? How come Heroyen has angered the female father again in the blink of an eye?"

He watched the starship rapidly ascend, then glanced at his brother who was still standing there in a daze, and patted Lin Zhuoran on the shoulder: "Alright, alright, stop looking, let's go, the kids will be late."

Lin Zhuoran reluctantly withdrew his gaze, but muttered to himself, "He wouldn't be angry because he found out I was looking at him, would he?"

"That shouldn't be the case."

Manjushri squatted down, reached out and touched the head of each little female insect, patiently instructing them, "Be careful, okay?"

"Don't leave the classroom."

"Don't run around..."

His voice was very gentle, and he would pat the little guy's shoulder lightly after touching each one.

A few seconds later, Lin Zhuoran joined in, walking down the gangway to greet each of the little bugs lining up to come down. He helped them cross the gap in the gangway while reaching out to adjust the shoulder straps of a few kids whose backpacks were crooked.

Once all the little female insects from the warship had entered the school and gathered on the playground to find their respective classes and line up, Wen Shu and Lin Zhuoran looked at the colorful and neat formations through the iron fence at the school gate. They each counted in their minds to make sure that no one was left out, then they looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, several warships silently entered the school from high above and hovered in the center of the playground. The shadows of the ships slid across the ground like moving clouds, enveloping the little female insects below in a brief moment of coolness.

Soon, Ayu, dressed in a crisp military uniform, led the female soldiers of the Fourth Legion in a synchronized leap from the warship. The moment their wings unfolded in the sunlight, they resembled a silver-gray wind, and the sound of their landing was as uniform as a muffled thunderclap.

The scene drew gasps of amazement from the little female insects below. They all tilted their heads back, staring in disbelief at the tall figures descending from the sky, their eyes filled with undisguised admiration and wonder.

The children only quieted down when their instructors shouted to stop them, but their enthusiastic gazes remained fixed on the group of large insects, unable to look away...

the other side.

Upon returning to the orphanage, the two officially entered the kitchen under Sirchi's arrangement.

The kitchen was much more spacious than Wenshu had imagined. Three rows of workbenches were neatly arranged, with the side dishes already sorted and distributed by the machine insects. The chopped vegetables were placed in white porcelain bowls, the meat was arranged on trays covered with plastic wrap, the seasonings were arranged in a row, and even the spatulas were polished and hung neatly on hooks on the wall.

After saying, "Call us anytime if you need anything," Sirchi withdrew all the insect staff to avoid affecting the performance of the two males.

Soon, only Wenshu and Lin Zhuoran, along with an all-powerful robotic insect, remained in the large kitchen.

Lin Zhuoran looked down at the neatly arranged side dishes in front of him, then at the palm of his hand, and was momentarily at a loss.

"Well, look what happened. We still haven't learned how to release our mental energy, and we've already been assigned here," he said, sighing, clearly dissatisfied with his recent "failed research progress."

Hearing the helplessness in his words, Wenshu almost laughed, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

Actually, while he and Herroyne were being intimate in the bathroom last night, he accidentally learned some unorthodox tricks on "how to release mental energy," and the effects were indeed immediate.

Unfortunately, this move is not suitable for Lin Zhuoran.

"What are you laughing at?"

Lin Zhuoran was stunned for a moment, looking at Wenshu's confident smile, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind. He widened his eyes and raised his voice, "Holy crap! You didn't secretly learn it behind my back, did you?"

As soon as he finished asking the question, Wenshu laughed even more unrestrainedly, which made Lin Zhuoran furious and pace around in circles, wishing he could rush up and shake Wenshu's shoulders and shout, "You damn well better teach me!"

"Yes, but... hahaha..." Manjushri laughed until his stomach hurt. He steadied himself by holding onto the table with one hand and patted his chest to catch his breath, laughing so hard he was bent over. "Hahahahahaha..."

Lin Zhuoran was convinced.

"Let me tell you, hahaha..." Manjushri finally managed to stop laughing, but burst out laughing again as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Say it!" Lin Zhuoran wanted to beat up his brother, but he couldn't bring himself to do such a despicable thing, so he could only stare blankly and stomp his feet in place.

After a while, Manjushri straightened up, wiped away the tears that had welled up in his eyes, cleared his throat, and began to speak to him seriously: "Put on that ring first, and then relax a little."

Lin Zhuoran immediately did as instructed, slipping the two silver rings onto his fingers, taking a deep breath, and asking, "And then?"

"Then I'll demonstrate for you, and you can figure it out yourself," Manjushri could only tell him this much, because his evil trick was really hard to talk about - he had discovered by accident that as long as he fantasized about Heroion in his mind, his mental energy would naturally surge out, as if his body had memorized some kind of conditioned reflex.

He hadn't even told Heroyen about this terrible idea, so how could he possibly tell Lin Zhuoran?

That's so embarrassing.

Lin Zhuoran took a half-step back with some doubt, his gaze falling on Wenshu, holding his breath to watch how he would release it.

He stared intently at Manjushri's fingers, wrists, shoulders, and brow, trying to catch any trace that could be imitated.

Before he could even examine the details clearly, or even smell anything, Manjushri calmly told him, "It's a success."

"???" Lin Zhuoran was stunned. He looked down at his ring, then looked up at Manjushri's nonchalant face. He opened his mouth as if to say, "Are you kidding me?"

Upon closer inspection, however, the ring on his hand was glowing with faint patterns of light due to the fluctuations in Manjushri's spiritual power. The light was soft and stable, and was drifting towards the stove in wisps.

Lin Zhuoran froze on the spot, falling into deep self-doubt.

Since male insects are not sensitive to each other's mental energy, or even have almost no perception of it, their mental energy only has a significant effect on female insects, so it is perfectly normal that Lin Zhuoran could not detect it.

This is why Sirci allows his two sons to work in the kitchen without worrying about them being affected, letting them do whatever they want.

Lin Zhuoran didn't understand this principle. At this moment, he only felt that Manjushri must have secretly practiced some kind of secret technique behind his back. He was both envious and anxious. After spinning around in place twice, he finally gave up struggling and finally sighed deeply: "Forget it, I'll lend you a hand first."

Seeing his "I admit it" expression, Manjushri couldn't help but want to laugh again, but this time he held it in and nodded.

He reached down and took two spatulas from the shelf, handing them over seriously: "Okay, let's cook the vegetables first before we talk about mental energy."