But his treasure is still gone.

They took away the only thing he had.

Prince Varisi sneered, "You colluded with Jiang Huaijing and you still want to quibble?"

"How do you know that JAC lives in the villa?" Atamia looked at him coldly, "You went in?"

"You..." Wallisi felt a chill inexplicably.

Atamia has always been like this. He usually has no expression on his face, but in fact he keeps all kinds of disputes in his heart. If Varisi makes a mistake, he might be assassinated by Atamia's sect one day.

Varisi paused and said, "Okay. If you don't admit this, what about the collection of alien beasts? The Insect Emperor gave you a deadline of two months, but look how many months it is now?!"

The soldiers below raised their heads in disbelief when they heard this. What two months? The mission notice sent to them clearly stated three months! Moreover... they completed the task ahead of schedule because of Song Shijin Xiongzi...

Atamia lowered his eyes slightly, and he suddenly felt great sadness.

He no longer cares about what Varisi is still cursing above.

Atamia suddenly understood everything.

This crackdown operation is nothing but a complete scam. Whether he succeeds or not, the outcome will not change.

The Insect Emperor had long been dissatisfied with him. He had just resumed his position as legion commander, and the Insect Emperor wanted to find an excuse to strip Atamia of his military rank.

How could he become a lieutenant general? He will never become a lieutenant general in his life.

Now he doesn't even have JAC.

"According to the regulations of the military department, Atamia, as the commander of the army, privately transferred the army and failed to do things well, you should go to the headquarters to receive the five hundred light whips on your own..."

"Prince! Prince! It's not good... the Insect Emperor... the Insect Emperor just died..."

Before Prince Varisi finished speaking, he was frightened by the sudden news and froze in place.

The Insect Emperor was already dead when he was found from under the cliff. He was paralyzed in bed for the past few days and relied on the doctors to give him medicine. He didn't expect to die so soon.

A faint smile appeared on Atamia's lips after hearing this, "Prince, it's time for you to prepare for His Majesty's funeral."

The Insect Emperor passed away and a new king ascended the throne. Varisi was no longer qualified to take charge of the military.

Atamia threw down the T2 planet research report in his hand and left the headquarters with the army behind him.

Dozens of densely packed papers were scattered on the ground, showing the blood, sweat and hardship involved.

It's just useless work.

The atmosphere in the Fourth Army became depressing and suffocating in an instant. They were full of expectations, but were defeated by the hopeless reality.

Atamia glanced at the pale soldiers behind him. They were either mediocre or humble, incomplete or thin.

They may be the female attendants of a certain male insect, or they may be the military females of a poor family.

And this failed mission will undoubtedly make them suffer more whipping and humiliation.

"Go back." Atamia's eyes slowly passed across their faces, as if she wanted to take a closer look at their appearance.

"Legion Commander..."

This group of taciturn military females looked worried. They were useless and wanted Major General Atamia to take the blame on their behalf.

Atamia turned around and left without looking back.

Upon seeing this, the adjutant quickly followed him. Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, Atamia said coldly: "Bring Anton here."

The adjutant paused on the spot, turned around, and suddenly realized that he was far away from the Fourth Army.

The sun was setting, and the military building cast a large shadow on the corridor. The Fourth Army stood under the afterglow of the setting sun. They looked ahead at a loss across the dividing line between light and darkness.

But Atamia had disappeared into the shadows.

In front of him is a huge cage.

Atamia looked up at the top of the iron cage. There was only a small light bulb hanging on the dilapidated roof, emitting a faint light in the dark surroundings.

He looked up for a long time, until his neck felt a little sore, and then he slowly lowered his head.

The adjutant came in from the next room. He wiped the blood on his hands and said, "Major General, he has recruited them all. Under the instructions of the Insect Emperor, His Excellency Song Shijin provided information, and he... conducted experiments."

After saying that, he also lowered his head silently. He still knew how bad Anton's reputation was among the Zerg, but experimenting with male Zerg...he was really crazy.

Atamia showed no expression, and he spoke after a while: "Drag him away, don't let me hear the sound."

The adjutant immediately nodded and said, "Yes, Major General."

He walked out and soon heard Anton's shrill scream.

"Major General, I am really wrong! I really know my mistake! Please let me go...ah!" The adjutant removed his jaw directly and ordered the other two soldiers to drag him out.

The surroundings finally became quiet.

Atamia walked into the iron cage. The cage, which was more than ten meters high, was very empty, but it smelled of foreign matter and decay.

He closed the iron door of the cage, and a lonely insect sat inside.

Atamia's pupils were a little dilated, his Adam's apple was rolling, and there was an unexplainable sourness inside.

He was always good at pretending, so his face was expressionless.

Until he found a broken suppression ring at the corner, with specks of blood on it.

Atamia touched it and found that the blood stains had dried.

As if he couldn't bear it anymore, he furrowed his brows and let out a whimpering sound like a beast.

Jianghuai Jing, run away. Go back to where you came from.

Don't come back.

Tears couldn't stop falling from his eyes. Atamia wiped the tears off his face with all his strength. His deep red eyes were full of broken despair.

forever! Never come back!

The Zerg Emperor's funeral was chosen three days later. Because he was the longest-reigning emperor of the Zerg tribe, the entire Zerg tribe had to conduct a seven-day mourning ceremony for him.

As the crown prince, Pei Yin also volunteered to ascend the throne ten days later to show his respect for the Insect Emperor.

Atamia suddenly changed his mind. He took the initiative to approach Song Shijin at the funeral of the Insect Emperor and expressed his willingness to become his female attendant.

Song Shijin was a little surprised, but then he thought about it. After Pein ascended the throne, he would become the new ruler of the Zerg tribe. It was not surprising that Atamia wanted to cling to him.

After all...the Fourth Army is now so suppressed by the nobles that it can hardly lift its head.

Whether it was for Atamia himself or the Fourth Army, he had no choice but to seek asylum from Song Shijin.

It's just that...he won't want a female insect that has been deeply marked by other insects.

"I can cut off the gland." There was no special expression on Atamia's face, "But you have deceived me before, and I don't believe you now. After we have the engagement party, I will cut it off." Lose."

Song Shijin looked at Atamia's face. The female insect who had been talking coldly to him before finally had a submissive expression on her face.

He rubbed Atamia's smooth silver hair and said with satisfaction: "Okay."

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