The Zerg Queen, who is assigned to me, wants to kill me!

Chapter 9 The Great Sower

After considering it for a moment, I replied, "Thank you for your understanding."

After reading it, Qi Min put the personal computer aside, turned off all message notifications, closed his eyes, and lay quietly.

In the quiet space, apart from Qi Min's breathing and heartbeat, only the breeze was still wandering around the room, gently brushing past every corner around Qi Min.

Unlike the quiet surroundings, Qi Min's mind was in turmoil.

I was thinking I still had time, and I met someone I liked, and we even met in person, so I had to give it a try.

But now there are only half a month left before we are forced to be assigned, and there is no time to cultivate a relationship.

Besides, the other party seemed to dislike him quite a bit, and he had just bombarded the other party with messages like a madman, so he decided to give up.

Now that we have the means, we can let him just give up, which can be considered fulfilling a wish he made when he was working part-time in school.

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As dawn broke, the morning air was hazy, and the whole world seemed to be enveloped in a thin layer of mist. Sunlight shone through the overlapping clouds, casting a golden glow.

At this moment, Qi Min was sitting on the rooftop terrace enjoying the sunrise. In the latter half of the night, he simply couldn't fall asleep.

Seeing that it was already early morning, I decided to go out and enjoy the beautiful sunrise.

He now particularly enjoys looking at natural scenery, and it always makes him feel relaxed and happy.

After it was fully light, Qi Min went back and bought the smart home robot again, adjusting it to his preferred mode according to the instructions.

He checked his account balance and found that he still had enough for his needs.

I originally wanted to order some food online, but then I thought, buying online is not as fun as browsing around in person. Anyway, I don't have anything else to do, so going out for a walk to relax is a good idea.

So Qi Min went out to the mall and bought a lot of things, such as clothes, pants, and potted plants.

Qi Min bought a lot of oddly shaped ornaments, and even a lot of oil, salt, and pork bones. The amount was enough to fill the refrigerator to the brim.

In the end, there were a lot of miscellaneous items, but thankfully, he could choose a time for delivery, which saved him a lot of effort and was very convenient.

After confirming the delivery time with them, Qi Min continued to stroll around. At noon, he found a restaurant and ordered a few of the restaurant's specialties. The prices were reasonable, and the taste was... just okay.

Zhang Yu contacted him again, but Qi Min didn't want to become entangled in a romantic relationship with the doctor who had saved him, so he decided to make things clear to him once and for all.

She made it clear to Zhang Yu once again that she truly only considered him a friend, and that there were plenty of fish in the sea, so why should she be fixated on him?

I told him that he wasn't my type, and that we could be friends, but that was all. Nothing more.

After offering him some words of comfort and chatting with him for a while, Qi Min finally breathed a sigh of relief once he confirmed that he had truly understood.

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In the following days, Qi Min often went out to buy things, find food, and enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Qi Min's current thoughts are very simple: relax, enjoy life, or as commonly known, "lie flat."

Anyway, in about twenty days, he will be matched with a partner by the system and become a great sower.

Moreover, isn't the purpose of striving and working hard to achieve a better life? According to the rules and systems of this world, once you are matched by the system, you will achieve this goal.

At first, Qi Min had considered doing something, but the more he understood the world, the more he realized that what was most beneficial to him was to let Cong slack off.

The laws and rules here are basically biased towards the male insects. No matter what happens, if one of the parties involved is a male insect, then it must be the other person's fault.

If anyone raises a question, that person will be attacked by everyone.

During the few days that Qi Min spent eating and drinking outside, he witnessed many similar incidents.

Qi Min wasn't one to meddle in other people's business, but that person was just too much.

Qi Min had just finished lunch and was thinking to himself that the food at this restaurant was terrible and he wouldn't come back tomorrow.

After wiping his mouth and paying the bill, he left the private room and was about to go back when he turned around and walked to the lobby, before even leaving the store.

Then I heard a commotion. I turned my head and saw a person lying on the ground. One of his legs, from the knee down, was drooping and unnaturally hollow. There was a faint ring of blood around the knee.

At this moment, his hands were firmly protecting his head as he was being punched and kicked by a man. He was beaten quietly, and Qi Min did not hear any sound, as if he was already used to it, only tightly protecting his head and vital points.

Apart from the heavy breathing and cursing of the person hitting him, the man didn't utter a single cry of pain.

None of the onlookers stepped forward to stop it.

He tried to intervene, but... sometimes your good intentions depend on whether others want to appreciate them.

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Qi Min would visit all kinds of entertainment venues, and after a few days he felt...

As expected of the interstellar era, there are so many ways to entertain ourselves.

If he had enough money in his account, he would have liked to buy a ticket to visit other planets.

Qi Min often cooks for himself, and no food from outside tastes as good as what he makes.

Qi Min usually just eats whatever is convenient when he's out having fun, and then cooks for himself when he gets back in the evening.

Qi Min usually comes back to do it himself.

That day, Qi Min was strolling around as usual, holding a drink in one hand and looking at the instructions on the personal computer as he walked.

He saw some good reviews for a store on his computer and decided to give it a try.

A burst of angry curses reached Qi Min's ears. Qi Min subconsciously looked up and saw a man who was fairly good-looking but rather short. Judging from his appearance, he was probably only seventeen or eighteen years old.

His face, which was originally quite good, appeared somewhat distorted due to the anger on his face.

At this moment, he was passionately speaking into the microphone to a man whose back was to Qi Min. This man, whose back was to Qi Min, was tall and had a straight posture.

“You should learn from your father-in-law! Learn from his obedience and submissiveness. What’s wrong with Lord Meng Jun? Why are you so disrespectful?”

Lord Meng Jun, he is not only a B-grade male insect, but also one of only two male insects in the Meng family. There are plenty of insects who want to be his female servant, yet you are unwilling.

It's your honor that he took a liking to you. Don't think that just because you're an S-class, you're so great. There are plenty of female insects like you in the military!

Stiff, boring, and inflexible! All you're good for is your face; what makes you so arrogant!

"Someone like you dares to refuse Lord Meng Jun?! Do you even know how humiliated I am today because of you?!"

The man remained silent, letting the person opposite him speak fluently and passionately.

The girl, around seventeen or eighteen years old, saw that the man was unmoved and, in a fit of anger, raised her hand to strike him, but the man slightly turned his head and dodged the blow.

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old looked even angrier; he stomped his feet in anger in front of the man like a grasshopper…