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

And so, Herroyen was so excited that he almost didn't sleep a wink all night.

He tossed and turned, occasionally waking the sleeping master in his arms—sometimes touching various parts of the master, sometimes looking down at the two rings on his hand, sometimes simply pulling the master tighter and loosening his embrace again...

After being tormented by him several times, Manjushri finally closed her eyes, reached out and patted his chest, and mumbled, "Are you going to sleep or not?"

Herroyn then toned it down a bit.

In the next room, not long after Sirland lay down, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the other end of the corridor.

He had just dimmed the lights when the door was knocked on, because he didn't like the room to be too bright before bed.

"Enter".

Only after receiving permission did Herroy turn the doorknob.

"Grandma, Grandma, I'm here!!!"

As soon as Sirland sat up, he saw a fluffy little cannonball fly straight into his arms. Fortunately, there was a doll between them, and the thick fluff cushioned the impact, preventing them from hurting each other.

Sierland looked down at the head in his arms, his tone somewhat helpless: "Run slower next time."

He was worried that Yi Yi's view would be blocked by the doll, and if she couldn't see the road clearly and fell, she would probably cry for a long time.

"I know," Holoy nodded. After getting down from the ancestral mother's arms, he first pushed the big doll onto the bed with both hands and feet, and then climbed up himself, rolled next to the doll and lay down next to it.

Sierland couldn't help but chuckle as he watched Sierland's scrambling and rolling movements.

But just as Heroy lay down, the ore in his pocket accidentally rolled out and rolled to Sirland's side.

Sierland reached out to help him pick it up. It was slightly cool to the touch, and as soon as his fingertips touched the stone surface, he felt a faint energy tremor.

He originally intended to return it to Yi Yi, but when he saw the ore clearly, the sensation in his fingertips made him pause—this was no ordinary ore.

He turned over and examined the stone surface by the light of the bedside lamp. He instantly recognized the fine, vein-like patterns and the barely perceptible shimmering light fluctuations. It was a special mineral formed from an ancient meteorite that had fallen into the earth's veins and been continuously fed with energy from the earth's core.

Sierland's fingertip paused on the stone surface for a moment.

As early as a thousand years ago, this mineral was collected and completely divided up by the male insects. Later, because the male insects did not know how to cherish it and discarded or damaged it at will, these minerals gradually disappeared and became only recorded in books.

To verify his judgment, he reached out and turned off the lamp. The room instantly plunged into complete darkness, and the mineral in his palm emitted a soft, pale blue light, like a star being held in his hand.

The light wasn't dazzling, but it was enough to illuminate the half-inch distance between him and Yi Yi.

"Wow, it's so beautiful."

Holoi exclaimed in surprise, reaching out her little hand to touch it, then pulling it back as if afraid of breaking it.

Instead of immediately returning the ore to him, Sirland touched the sharp edges of the stone with her fingertip. These edges showed signs of careful polishing, with rounded corners.

This is clearly not something a male insect could do, and even with the help of a machine, it would be impossible for it to do alone, so this should have nothing to do with Manjushri or Lin Zhuoran;

As for the rebellious son, he's been constantly nagging around me these past few days, so he probably won't have time to deal with these things. That leaves only... Ah Yu, who's been silent at the dinner table tonight.

Thinking of this, he was about to ask Yi Yi about the origin of the ore when Yi Yi, who was standing beside him, couldn't wait to speak up: "Grandma, this is a birthday present from Brother A Yu!"

When Yi Yi said it, she couldn't help but laugh happily.

It really was Ayu.

Sirland paused for a moment, then handed the ore back to Yi Yi. "Did Brother A Yu explain why he wanted to give it to you?"

According to medical records, these minerals are rich in energy vibrations that can relieve some of the pain caused by mental exhaustion—which is why the male insect protection association collected them all back then and prevented female insects from getting them.

As a female soldier, Ayu couldn't possibly be unaware of its value.

"Yes," Heroy put the ore back into her pocket, patted the pocket to make sure it was secure, and then continued, "Brother Ayu said he hopes I'll be happy every day."

Clearly, with everyone celebrating her birthday tonight, the naive Heroie had taken all these "birthday gifts" as blessings for herself, completely unaware of the true meaning behind those words.

Hearing his innocent answer, Sirland chuckled softly. He didn't ask any more questions, but simply lay down again.

When Holoy saw that the ancestral female had lain down, he immediately reached out and pulled up the blanket to cover the ancestral female on his right, himself in the middle, and the big bear doll on his left. Then he stopped on his side, hugged the furry doll with both arms, and pressed his back against the ancestral female's embrace.

Goodnight, my dear.

Sierland reached out and tucked the blanket around Yi Yi's shoulder, replying softly, "Goodnight, Yi Yi."

As night deepened, the entire house fell into a deep silence.

A moment later, Holoy turned over in the ancestral female's arms, squeezing the large doll against the wall. He rubbed his little face against Sirland's arm, and the insect slept more and more soundly. After all, sleeping on the bed was much more comfortable than on the grass.

The ore gleamed faintly in his pocket, its soft glow seeping through the fabric into a gentle halo in the darkness, rising and falling slightly with his breath...

The master bedroom next door.

Holoy finally fell asleep.

He turned to the side, one arm draped over the master's waist, his fingers slightly curled, the area where the two rings encircled his fingers already warmed by his body heat.

In her sleep, Manjushri was held in his arms, and in her half-awake state, she buried her face deeper into his shoulder.

They huddled close together, their breaths mingling, like two plants quietly growing closer in the night...