Less than an hour after arriving at kindergarten, Luo Qi and Ye Mu were back on the starship heading for the insect planet.
The two youngsters sat together, excitedly discussing what had just happened. Luo Qi had indeed been frightened by Mo Li, but the little bit of fear came and went quickly, and Luo Qi soon focused his attention elsewhere.
This was the first time he had used the scale powder on his wings to deal with an enemy since his holiday training. Although there had been a slight mishap, Luo Qi was generally satisfied.
He kicked his little feet, lying on his exclusive soft seat, happily imagining that if he were to go to the battlefield one day, he would fly straight into the sky with a "whoosh," shake off a pile of scale powder, and the thousands of enemies below would all fall to the ground with a "clang" and pass out.
Wouldn't taking enemy heads then be as easy as picking something out of a pocket? He could hit anyone he wanted, kill anyone he wanted!
Luo Qi licked his lips and contacted 111, who hadn't appeared for a long time, in his mind: "Brother 1, I've just realized that my initial assumption about rebirth was correct."
111 had enjoyed over a year of leisure and was very perfunctory towards Luo Qi, this cheap cub: "Oh."
Luo Qi: "??? Why aren't you asking me what assumption?"
111: "What assumption?"
Luo Qi proudly puffed out his little chest, full of confidence: "Me! A peerless tough guy! The chosen one! That is, even if I am reborn, I will be reborn as the protagonist.
Look, look, with just one finger... no, one wing, I can make those enemies kneel before my overalls!"
111: "??? What nonsense are you spouting?"
Luo Qi patted the overalls on his body. Actually, he had disliked these overalls for being too childish at first, but after wearing them for over a year, he had actually gotten quite used to them.
"Alas, as long as one is a true tough guy, one will shine even in overalls!"
111 said with a fake smile: "The shortest guy in class with pink wings and the softest face... a tough guy?"
Luo Qi's smile stopped: "Ptooey! I'm not talking to you anymore."
Luo Qi opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Ye Mu: "Ye Mu, tell me, am I a tough guy?"
Ye Mu: "?"
Cesi sat in the command center, with Bosia standing beside him holding a small, translucent box containing the scale powder from Luo Qi's wings.
Cesi rubbed his fingers together: "How is it?"
Bosia handed the round box to Cesi and said softly, "Your Majesty, my subordinates only realized before that this scale powder could incapacitate people, but couldn't discern anything more.
Perhaps it's because the little prince's development and the birth method of insect race cubs are different, so this scale powder is different from all previous attack methods of the insect race.
However, it's also possible that the little prince is inherently the most unique. As for what Your Majesty mentioned, we can only re-examine it after returning to the insect planet."
Cesi's hand paused. He reached out and took the round box. There was very little scale powder, and it wasn't obtained today. After so many days, the fine powder still shone with dazzling light, not dimming at all.
He rubbed his temples, and the box landed on the table with a soft "da."
"The way that elder of the Mo clan looked at Luo Luo at that time was frenzied and greedy, making one's heart palpitate with fear.
If in the future, this scale powder is used on those with ill intentions when Luo Luo doesn't have the ability to protect himself, I don't know if it will be a good thing or a bad thing."
Bosia frowned. Thinking of that scene, he also felt a chill of fear.
Cesi sighed: "Find out all its uses and drawbacks. I want to know everything."
Bosia received the order and went to pilot the flying ship towards the insect planet.
Cesi stood up and walked to the door of Luo Qi's cabin, just in time to see Luo Qi hanging on Ye Mu, seemingly interrogating Ye Mu about whether he was a tough guy.
His eyes were filled with a smile. He didn't know why a four-year-old cub like Luo Qi was so insistent on being a tough guy.
Cesi walked over and picked up Luo Qi, rescuing Ye Mu's small, deformed face from his pinching.
With a smile on his lips and gentle ice-blue eyes, he said, "Luo Luo always bullies Ye Mu because he has a good temper. Is it okay to bully him like this on the insect race's starship?"
Although he said this, his gaze fell on Ye Mu, observing his reaction.
Ye Mu rubbed his reddened face. While Cesi was holding Luo Qi, he pinched Luo Qi's little feet in yellow socks, making his feet tickle and curl up before he felt appeased.
Luo Qi frowned and glared at Ye Mu, but spoke to Cesi: "Dad! Ye Mu doesn't admit I'm a tough guy and told me not to use my wings so much from now on!"
Cesi raised an eyebrow at Ye Mu, his voice carrying an ambiguous tone: "Is that so?"
Ye Mu nodded, not backing down even in front of Cesi: "Junior feels that Luo Luo's wings might not be as simple as they appeared during our training.
Perhaps there's some danger we don't know about."
He looked at Luo Qi's round face: "If, if anything happens, I will protect Luo Luo."
Luo Qi looked at Ye Mu, then at Cesi, whose expression was becoming increasingly gentle. He could still hear 111's arrogant laughter in his mind. Feeling wronged, he curled up into a small ball, lowering his head to look at his fingers.
Cesi rubbed Luo Qi's head: "Ye Mu is right, Luo Luo, you must be obedient."
Luo Qi nodded gloomily: "Understood, Dad."
Ye Mu looked at Luo Qi, held in Cesi's arms. This little prince of the insect race was different from him, and even different from the cubs of other races in the interstellar.
Sometimes he was as fragile as jade, and sometimes as strong as stone.
He was so innocent and cheerful that he didn't seem to have grown up in the perilous interstellar. Protected by the behemoth of the insect race in its softest belly, he was neither spoiled nor arrogant.
Whether it was him, or Xiao Xingxing, Chi Huo, or even Mo Xuan, and those classmates in kindergarten, the people who truly wanted to get close to him were definitely not because of his identity.
Ye Mu secretly vowed that he would be willing to protect this little bunny-like ball of fluff for his entire life.
Thinking this, Ye Mu felt a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. He was not only the son of the general from Earth, but also the guardian of the future king of the insect race. Perhaps only a young genius like him, a phoenix among men, could be competent for this role.
Ye Mu sighed. The next moment, Luo Qi pinched his face again: "Even if I can't use my wings, I'm still a tough guy! You're not!"
Luo Qi, with his face being pinched, frowned: "I already told you you're not! I am! Luo Luo, even if I let you win, you still can't beat me!"
"Ye Mu! You're asking for a beating!"