StarCraft: Everyone wants the Queen

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Nordlin looked like he'd seen a ghost.

However, when he heard Gatana say that Goyu might still be alive, even though he himself hadn't realized it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"General, this is the information about the arrest warrant, please take a look..."

Nordlin waved his hand impatiently, "Let Lord Gatana or those old fogies handle this. I'm not good at using my brain."

Nordlin, the renowned Zerg general in StarCraft, is actually a blockhead.

Furthermore, they extremely dislike any work that requires brainpower or the normal functioning of brain cells.

This was also the main reason why Ge Yuan successfully fooled them back then.

Finding a three-legged male on such a vast planet as Wangxing is quite difficult.

But the goal is to find Nordlin, who has no brains.

It's simpler than breathing.

All she had to do was stand at the door, take a deep breath, and turn on her personal terminal. Within two minutes, she would appear in front of Ge Yuan.

They even brought some little trinkets with them when they came.

Ge Yuan's gift was also genuinely sincere.

He was described in glowing terms of fame, status, beautiful women, official positions, palaces, and royal titles.

They made a bunch of empty promises.

Then he began to indulge in womanizing and staying out all night in his territory without any restraint.

But he still thought he was right.

“What Ge Yuan likes, I like too.”

For a time, rumors even circulated in the army that Nordlin was attracted to men.

Although the rumor-monger was eventually kicked out of the escort warship, to Nordlin, the rumors were nothing more than petals of Azure Spirit fluttering in the air, utterly uninteresting.

"Pass down my order: return to Nicholas Star immediately and find Ge Yuan and that female."

Nordlin licked his dry lips, his blood boiling again as he thought about the person he was about to meet.

On that wild planet, Shen Qingqing and Ge Yuan were weeding in the yard.

They euphemistically call it: finding something to do when you have nothing else to do.

Ge Yuan held the "Basic Requirements of Zerg Etiquette" downloaded from the quantum computer, monitoring Shen Qingqing's every move.

"Stand up straight, and don't look around. Where are the flowers in the basket? Did you eat them?..."

After returning from the Strange General Store, Ge Yuan couldn't wait to arrange her itinerary.

They even said that once you get to Wang Xing, it's one thing if you don't have any talent, but how can you not even know basic manners?

Let's start with the most basic Zerg flower-gathering skills.

Shen Qingqing was dressed in a crisp, sleeveless white dress. Instead of wearing a personal computer on her wrist, she wore a jasmine wreath.

Note: This wreath was designed by the aesthetic master Ge Yuan.

Her black hair was braided into two plaits and placed in front of her chest. She also wore a small round hat on her head, which was decorated with a few tiny flowers.

Ge Yuan's aesthetic skills are quite good.

After her careful makeover, the girl who originally exuded an air of naiveté and inexperience was transformed into the pure and innocent ideal of countless insects.

Every frown and smile is full of life.

Every gesture he makes exudes an aristocratic air.

But Shen Qingqing was not happy about it.

She didn't know what the flower basket in her hand was made of; it looked only the size of her palm, but she had to grit her teeth to lift it with both hands.

The style suddenly shifts, and the originally pure and lovely young girl becomes a snarling little maid carrying a flower basket.

The little girl would occasionally glance at Ge Yuan, trying to evoke her maternal instincts.

However, Ge Yuan, who wore sunglasses and didn't recognize people, showed no mercy.

"If you don't train now, you'll suffer later."

In fact, Ge Yuan is right. Insect queens have always grown up on the king's planet, where they learn basic knowledge and receive etiquette training.

As one of the few "wild insect queens" wandering outside the insect race, Shen Qingqing had almost no experience.

When you get back, don't mention those new-school people who can't stand the Queen; even the conservative old-school people will probably be embarrassed.

"You must know that you are the Queen of Insects, bearing a great responsibility! If you can't even overcome this small difficulty, how can you talk about being crowned queen?"

For almost the entire noon, Ge Yuan was correcting Shen Qingqing's walking posture and flower-picking movements.

"Ugh……"

Putting aside her walking posture, just the way she twirled the flower with her index finger almost made Ge Yuan furious.

"Sweetie, Qingqing, we're not trying to take a candid photo. There's no need to choke her."

"Huh? Isn't that how you pick flowers?"

Shen Qingqing lowered her hand, which she had been trying to snap off the flower stem, and said helplessly, "Shouldn't you pinch the stem when picking flowers?"

"But the aristocratic way of picking flowers is different."

After saying that, Ge Yuan personally went on stage and demonstrated what it means to pick flowers with aristocratic elegance.

Overall, after watching the whole thing, Shen Qingqing just wanted to grab a handful of sunflower seeds and eat them.

Isn't it just pretense?

She will too!

With chest out, stomach in, and chin held high, he held out two fingers with a disdainful air.

She pinched off the rose with what appeared to be a gentle touch, but in reality, the veins on her wrists were practically bulging.

"Hahaha, Qingqing, are you trying to make me laugh to death, hahaha..."

A merciless jeer rang out, but she merely glanced up, feigning indifference.

He looked away in just half a second.

Like a proud peacock that disdains to communicate with ordinary people.

Ge Yuan, whose stomach ached from laughing, tried her best to stop laughing so loudly.

"Forget it, forget it, you should... not learn this..."

Shen Qingqing can be considered a genius in a certain sense for using her strength to make Ge Yuan abandon the modification plan.

The curtsy, the court etiquette, and the speech were all fine; at least Ge Yuan managed to suppress her laughter.

However, it was a rather big blow to Shen Qingqing.

"Sometimes I really have the urge to kill someone."

After a round of training, Shen Qingqing sat on a bench to rest.

"Who exactly invented so many etiquettes and those cumbersome rules?"

“Hi,” Ge Yuan said, brewing flower tea, “it’s just a courtesy reserved for court nobles, a way to distinguish between commoners and nobles.”

The bright red roses tumbled in the water, and the juices they released gradually stained the clear water red.

"I picked these while making breakfast this morning. They taste alright, but they're missing some spices for flavor."

Roses bloom in the water, their faint fragrance enticing people to quench their thirst.

Even though she wasn't thirsty, she was captivated by the vibrant colors.

I took a sip as if by some strange impulse, and the rich aroma spread through my mouth, revealing the passion it was meant to possess.

The afterglow of dusk fell on the small garden, casting long shadows of the two people.

Orange accents adorn the skirt fluttering in the wind, faintly conveying laughter.

The garden is filled with vibrant roses, and outside the estate, wisteria vines lean against the railings, swaying gently in the breeze.

The black robe, dusty with wear, conveyed the urgency of traveling through the night, as it stopped downstairs.

Finding a corner, Saenster sat down, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

Listening to the laughter and chatter upstairs, I felt that the scenery was infinitely beautiful.

"Qingqing, do you want to take a bath?"

"You go first, I'll go later."

"..."

He didn't pay attention to what they said next.

I simply lay on the tall, dense jasmine tree in the courtyard, quietly waiting for night to fall.