books44 Chapter 282 Plant Him in the Soil
Chapter 282 Plant Him in the Soil
At first, Saenster wasn't particularly moved when he received the message of the Queen of Insects' blessing.
The Insect Mother, the mother of all insects, it is perfectly reasonable to pray for the insect race.
But he heard from the Templar Knights' insects that Andor had arrived. As the jealous king of the insect race, the Federation's most powerful weapon, and the self-proclaimed first queen of the insect queen, Saenster had no reason not to come.
Luckily, he arrived in time. They had only just held hands when he slipped in silently. It was a real relief.
Before Saenster could even catch his breath, that breath rose in his throat again, gradually turning into uncontrollable rage as the red-haired man on stage acted.
How dare you! Where did this country bumpkin come from, daring to flirt with the insect queen in front of him!
What a courage!
Saenster rushed forward and, in full view of everyone, and under the shocked gazes of Shen Qingqing and Andor, grabbed Red God by the collar. Then, with a 'whoosh', Red God flew out in a perfect parabola.
Because the incident happened so suddenly, none of the Zerg were prepared. The elegant, wicked, and arrogant Red God on the stage suddenly plunged into the ground, leaving only half of his body outside.
"Sarnster!" Shen Qingqing felt as if the sky had fallen. How could there be such a fierce insect that it actually threw the Red God out!
Reality is far more absurd than fiction.
At least before Shen Qingqing witnessed this scene with her own eyes, she did not believe that such a bizarre thing could happen.
But now it has not only happened, it has happened right in front of me.
If this were anywhere else, she might have been in the mood to clap, cheer, and shout for another performance, but the reality was quite the opposite; she became the clown on stage.
"It's true what they say, 'If it doesn't concern you, don't worry about it.' You only have yourself to blame," Shen Qingqing muttered to herself, then pondered how to end the situation.
After all, her dearest Sarnster had already thrown Red God out, so she had to find a way to appease Red God.
What to do... Ugh, this is tough.
While Shen Qingqing was still pondering countermeasures, Andorra had already begun to evacuate unrelated insect personnel, sign confidentiality agreements, block all channels that could leak information, and spread rumors that their insect race had obtained proof about the insect god, which needed to be kept strictly confidential.
The other races, who were curious about what the Zerg were up to and were considering attacking the firewall, all clicked their tongues after learning from the rumors that the Zerg were negotiating with the Zerg God.
"Those insects are still looking for the Insect God. Tsk tsk tsk, how could such a thing possibly exist in the world?"
"Yeah, yeah, I think those insects have gone mad. They give up their rightful power and status and are obsessed with finding the Insect God. They're such a bunch of adorable little devils."
"..."
There is only one best way to eliminate outside curiosity—that is to proactively release information to dispel their curiosity.
Andorra used this tactic: it deliberately revealed its purpose to lull those arrogant races into a false sense of security.
Seeing how capable her friend, assistant, and advisor were, Shen Qingqing nodded with satisfaction. Indeed, it's not the strong opponents you should fear, but the incompetent teammates.
The little pig Saenster is so cute. After throwing the Red God out, he stood on the stage without moving. When he saw Shen Qingqing coming, he straightened his back to make himself look refreshed.
Little did they know that he was the one who caused the biggest mess among the insects present.
“Sarnster…”
Before Shen Qingqing could begin to question him, Saenster placed one hand on his chest, lowered his dark eyes, and replied in an extremely humble, refined, yet proud voice, "Mother Insect, Saenster understands."
Oh no, you already know what?
Shen Qingqing asked in confusion, "Sarnster, what...do you understand?"
Still basking in his self-satisfaction, Sarnster didn't notice the doubt in her words. Instead, he assumed Shen Qingqing was doing it on purpose, so he raised his head even higher to meet her eyes. "Queen Insect, please don't be stingy, please..."
Before he could utter the words, "Please cherish him fiercely," a voice from nearby interrupted him.
“Cough cough cough,” Andor coughed twice, his eyes wandering and never landing on Saenster’s increasingly ugly face. “Mother Insect, the Red God is still in the ground.”
He then added, "Currently, there are only a few of us inside the church and within a radius of several miles. I have ordered the insects to block the news, so there is no need to worry about the Red God's information being leaked."
"Well, I'm done."
Shen Qingqing walked quickly to the church door to check on the Red God's condition. As Saenster walked over, he didn't forget to glare at Andor. Andor shrugged, indicating that he hadn't done anything.
"Tsk, Crimson God's condition is not optimistic." Shen Qingqing sighed as she looked at Crimson God, whose head was buried in the damp soil.
The Zerg revere and respect nature, so apart from essential infrastructure and road and railway construction, they try to maintain the original ecology of other places as much as possible, especially churches. Therefore, it is not surprising that the Red God was buried in the ground when he was thrown out.
"Red god, are you okay?"
Shen Qingqing patted His back, trying to awaken the sleeping Red God.
Unsuccessful attempt to wake him.
Red God is probably, possibly, perhaps dead.
This scene was witnessed by a pair of eyes hidden in the shadows on the high platform. She actually knew the language of the gods? In the darkness, Ryan's expression was inscrutable.
If she truly knew the language of God, then she should be able to understand those so-called leftover notes, right?
Thinking of this, Ryan's expression grew even more somber. Perhaps their insect queens were born with some kind of special ability that allowed them to understand the language of the gods and comprehend the mysteries of the world.
At this moment, Shen Qingqing, who was still unaware that she had been designated as a 'mysterious representative,' was still worried about the safety of the Red God.
But don't get the wrong idea, she was just thinking that if Red God didn't die, should she finish him off? If he did die, should she ask the insect to bring two bags of cement to plaster the ground with two layers? She remembered that there were still a few bags of cement in the warehouse when she inventoried the supplies before...
The Red God, whose head was still buried in the soil, did not move at all, and even when Shen Qingqing called out 'how are you,' he did not react.
It looked like it had really fallen apart. Shen Qingqing waved her hand, preparing to have the insect servant bring over cement to cover it with two layers, but unexpectedly the small mound of earth suddenly moved.
Then, a pale hand emerged from the reddish-brown soil, and granular soil fell around the arm, carrying the unique scent of post-rain moisture and fresh grass.
"It's come back to life?!"
Shen Qingqing immediately took two steps back and, before the other Zerg could react, grabbed their hands and quickly moved away from the scene of the crime.
As the sound of panting came, the thin chest of the Red God began to rise and fall gradually, and finally His head emerged from the ground.
"If you want to greet me, you don't have to do it like this."
If you want to greet me, you don't have to do it this way.