StarCraft: Everyone wants the Queen

Chapter 238 Muddy Triumph

[Beep - Senior Citizen Card]

"Damn it!" Desk took off his leather jacket and slammed his fist hard on the access control screen.

White smoke was produced from the blue electronic screen.

[Beep - Identity Card]

“This access control system is always malfunctioning.” Desk quietly withdrew his fist and explained silently.

“Hmm, I see. Desk is still quite young.” Shen Qingqing followed behind, her gaze inadvertently falling on Desk’s slightly reddened knuckles.

Could this guy be a fragile Zergling?

Thinking this, he blurted out, "Desk, why are your hands red?"

Just when things had calmed down, they found themselves in yet another awkward situation.

Desk suddenly stopped, and Shen Qingqing, who was behind him, accidentally bumped into his back with a thud, covering her nose and whimpering softly.

On Desk's broad back, his straight back under the black jacket suddenly hunched over, like an office worker who had been squeezed dry by life.

Finally, he managed to squeeze out four words, "My fingers... were frozen."

Oh, so you got frostbite in 25-degree weather, huh? Shen Qingqing thought, rubbing her nose.

"Then... take care to keep warm!" Shen Qingqing said, trying to make conversation.

She received a thumbs-up from Deskol, who had his back to her.

The arrival by aircraft was much faster than Shen Qingqing had anticipated, so there was now ample time to observe the base.

They didn't encounter any insectoids along the way. Shen Qingqing looked around and found that this place was no different from the primary school.

At most, the architecture is a bit too solemn and serious.

The decor is rather simple.

There were fewer insects.

I looked at my watch and realized it was only a little past three.

"It's only a little past three o'clock, Desk, why are you here to clock in already?"

Desk stopped in his tracks again.

Yes, why does he have to come to prepare lessons and start work at only three o'clock?

Why did he come so early?

Why is it?

After thinking for a minute, Desk slapped his forehead and finally remembered why.

"Because... there is an award for outstanding individual work attendance."

As he savored the award, Desker felt particularly uneasy.

Before Shen Qingqing could ask any further questions, he continued, "According to Andorra's regulations, the base teacher who is the first to check in at the base each day can get an extra credit point. If they check in first for a month in a row, they can get an extra 20 credit points on top of the original amount. One hundred credit points is one credit score."

So, assuming there are 30 days in a month, and you're the first to check in every day, you'd need to be the first to check in for eight consecutive months to earn four credit points.

Thinking about it this way, tsk tsk, Andorra is really wicked.

Hearing Shen Qingqing laugh out loud, Desk was even more heartbroken.

"You... never mind, go ahead and laugh."

He opened his mouth in despair, full of complaints.

"The back of a migrant worker who has bent over his whole life has finally broken."

After that, Desk was so weak that he could barely walk, looking like a ghost whose soul had left his body.

If Shen Qingqing hadn't been supporting him, he probably would have already fallen headfirst into the nearby green belt and started eating grass.

Sparks flew as the metal tail hook scraped against the ground with each step he took, but Desk seemed oblivious to the pain, continuing to wobble along with his feet unevenly.

Shen Qingqing was extremely grateful that Deske did not have a drinking problem, otherwise she was afraid that he would really dream of the white-bearded old man teaching him the Mad Dog Fist.

Moreover, judging from Desk's unsteady steps, it would take some skill to walk like that.

I inserted the key and turned it twice, but the door didn't budge.

Enraged, he kicked the door to pieces.

Leaning against the door frame, she gestured for me to come in. "Come in, I am the runaway insect queen."

"It is my honor to have you grace my humble abode with your presence."

Surprisingly, the office was spotless and tidy.

She originally thought that given Deske's flamboyant style, even if the floors inside weren't decorated with gold and silver jewelry, they would at least make it look like the Louvre.

But right now it's simple and plain, to the point that she's starting to suspect that Descartes got his secrets from his brother.

Otherwise, why would there only be a table, two chairs, a lamp, and a thermos in an empty room?

Shen Qingqing sat down facing him, giving off a feeling of interrogating a criminal.

"Could you please turn off the lights? They're too bright," Shen Qingqing said.

Desker always grants requests.

With a snap, the lights were switched off, plunging the room into complete darkness.

A voice came from the darkness, "Can we talk now?"

It was pitch black, and Shen Qingqing nodded blankly, "Okay."

In fact, she wasn't even sure where the Desk bug was.

It's too dark inside.

Her night vision is poor.

I could only make out a vague outline.

Two insects chatting away in the dark is strangely amusing.

Lia, who was patrolling the office area in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, encountered such a scene.

A chilly wind blew through the office building, the light was dim, and countless iron doors creaked in the breeze. The corridor stretched as far as the eye could see, and thieves might suddenly emerge from the dark corners of the stairwells at any moment.

suddenly!

Lia was suddenly startled.

She felt a jolt of goosebumps all over her body, as if she were being electrocuted; it seemed like there was more than just her in this place.

The Zergling Lia, a permanent resident of the base, is actually a bit timid, for no other reason than that the base does not allow unauthorized weapons to be brought in.

They moved quietly, listening intently as they crouched against the wall.

What did she hear?

There's a ghost talking!

They are discussing grand plans for the future development of the Zerg!

They want to wipe out the Zerg!

No--!!

An alarm bell rang in her mind, and Lia instinctively reached into the fire cabinet in the corner and pulled out a fire extinguisher, which she carried to her chest.

Sisters! The time has come to make our mark!

Leah picked up the fire extinguisher and rushed towards the "ghost" after confirming its exact location!

Two insects, who were having a “face-to-face” conversation in the darkness, suddenly heard a loud shout.

Then countless fists rained down.

As the dense clouds gradually dispersed, the bright moon emerged from the darkness, revealing a hazy, star-like glow.

Shen Qingqing sat inside, and could only vaguely make out from the shadows backlit that it was a short-haired insectoid.

"I let you sneak in! I let you plot to wipe out the Zerg! I let you..."

"You dare to fight back? You've gone too far!"

"Aaaaaah! All my fear stems from insufficient firepower!"

"Today I'll show you what I'm capable of! And you'll get another fire extinguisher from me!!"

For a moment, pleas for mercy, angry curses, and wails mingled together, making it impossible for her to tell who was begging for mercy.

"Stop fighting!"

Shen Qingqing also joined the melee.

In my haste, I accidentally kicked someone and immediately received a response from a certain purple insect.

"Damn it! Who kicked me in the face?!"

Shen Qingqing turned her face away guiltily.

Biaji~

"My hand! Ahhh!!"

Desk screamed and howled, desperately trying to shake off the steel pipe that had given him a bump on the forehead.

Even so, he still mumbled incoherently, "Get out of here, waaaaah... there's a turtle!"