StarCraft: Everyone wants the Queen

Chapter 296 Location Coordinates Exposed

Looking around but finding nothing amiss, Shen Qingqing's dark eyes flickered slightly as she shifted her gaze from the area around the boulder to the direction where Gagar had just left.

That direction... seems a bit strange.

She couldn't quite describe the feeling, but she could vaguely sense that it was similar to the aura of the beasts she had encountered in the desert.

"Sizzle...crack...sizzle..."

The mechanical watch on his wrist reacted at this moment, and began to emit a sickening electrical sound intermittently.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the message she had previously edited had not been sent.

It seems there wasn't a signal from the interstellar satellite. Shen Qingqing frowned, and after three seconds, she suspiciously opened the receiving information panel.

"Huh? What is this?"

When the communication page is opened, the mechanical watch automatically projects a 3D stereoscopic image, with the base location marked by red dots in the blue stereoscopic image.

A plea for help from a stranger? Or secret intelligence from some organization?

Shen Qingqing glanced at it, ignored the text message that came with the image, and closed the page.

Putting aside the question of why other people's information could be sent to her communication device, the fact that she was on an alien planet with no help at all meant that caution was the best course of action.

"Explorer!"

Just then, Ghajar's voice came from behind her. Shen Qingqing had finished dealing with the bidding matter and turned around as if nothing had happened:

"Did you get the information?"

She didn't care how Gagar obtained the information; her most important task at the moment was to follow her intuition and find the so-called Mother Tree of Life.

Only in this way can we figure out the origin of everything.

For example, time travel; for example, the Mother Insect's Notes; and for example, the Red Worm...

“Yes,” Gagar nodded. “They should have gone to the ‘Tower’ yesterday. If you’re in a hurry, we can go now.”

Shen Qingqing nodded slightly, which was taken as acknowledgment of his idea.

Finish early and go home early.

Perhaps by the time she returns, the Zerg will have been brought under control by Sarnster and Andor.

Maybe she'll be able to eat something hot when she gets back.

So, after confirming their location, they walked along the path covered with weeds again.

Strangely, we didn't encounter anyone along the way.

Shen Qingqing walked silently, thinking to herself with a blank expression.

In Gagar's eyes, this female explorer was aloof, seemed not to like talking much, and was also very powerful.

But in fact, it wasn't that she didn't want to speak, but rather that she didn't know how to break the deadlock.

After all, the two weren't familiar with each other, and it would seem a bit abrupt to ask Gagar why he was the only one there under these circumstances.

They decided to remain silent, and neither of them spoke a word the entire way.

……

"Beep beep...beep..."

In the pure white laboratory, Ge Yuan, who had just had her hair permed, was lying in an armchair, her slender fingers, which had been manicured, holding an elegant wine glass. Just as she was about to take a sip of a secret-recipe wine from the royal collection of the last century, she heard a barely audible notification sound next to her.

In the quiet laboratory, this sudden notification sound seemed so simple, so weak, against the backdrop of the piano music.

The flashing red dot on the data panel disappeared in less than three seconds, and the notification sound fell silent as if it had never been there.

Everything was as usual, as if nothing had ever happened.

Ge Yuan, who was squinting and sipping wine, suddenly opened her eyes. The deep red pupil in the center of her pink eyes suddenly contracted and then suddenly dispersed into countless deep red pupils, instantly filling her entire eyeball.

Those pupils, resembling the compound eyes of an insectoid race, turned in different directions, seemingly focusing, until finally all of them looked at the satellite data receiving board hanging high in the center of the laboratory.

In an instant, the pupils, which had been dispersed into countless circles, stretched and contracted again, returning to their original shape.

Ge Yuan smiled and calmly stood up from the armchair.

As he walked toward the data panel, he didn't forget to kick the enormous unidentified creature on the ground.

Kicked awake, Nordlin groggily opened his eyes, swayed as he stood up from the ground, and before he was fully conscious, he instinctively walked towards Ge Yuan.

Rubbing his head as he walked, he asked, "Lord Ge Yuan... what happened..."

He was perfectly fine yesterday, so why did he suddenly kick me today?

What did he do wrong, or did he fail to satisfy his queen, that's why he was punished?

Ge Yuan did not answer, but calmly walked to the center of the laboratory, stood in front of the data panel with her arms crossed.

Did you hear anything just now?

"No," Nordlin answered honestly.

He was fast asleep and didn't hear anything.

Aside from hearing the sound of Ge Yuan's stiletto heels clicking on the floor.

"Alright, alright, looks like you're going to miss out on another great experience."

Ge Yuan smiled and swiped her hand across the panel twice. Finally, when Nordlin stood behind her, she placed her hand on one of the coordinates:

"Nordlin, here's your chance to shine, you'd better seize it!"

"Don't let me down~"

……

As Ge Yuan's aircraft streaked across the sky, leaving only a white shockwave, news also spread within the Zerg Federation.

"You really got it without any effort, don't you think, Saenster?" Andor said with amusement as he looked at Saenster, who was all ready to go.

This guy appeared at the Federal Data Center as soon as Ge Yuan made a move, and he's almost ready to leave now.

Andor had no doubt that if he hadn't given him the message before Saenster buttoned up his cuffs, Saenster wouldn't have just been packing clothes, but him.

“Coordinates,” Saenster said succinctly.

"Hehe, don't be in such a hurry, great Federal Marshal, we... uh! You..."

Before Andor could finish speaking, Saenster buttoned up his cuffs, grabbed Andor's collar with one hand, and said coldly, "Coordinates."

It seems like things have really gone awry this time.

Andor twitched the corner of his mouth and patted the back of his white-gloved hand. "You'll have to put me down first, Marshal."

Upon hearing this, Saenster immediately let go.

Having regained the ability to breathe, Andor staggered, struggling to maintain his balance to avoid the embarrassment of falling directly to the ground.

Seeing Saenster pull a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, Andor was utterly speechless and couldn't help but mutter under his breath:

"Phobia of germs? Or is it that you can only accept Qingqing?"

Ignoring Andor's sarcasm, Saenster instead used the reflection from the metal support of the database to check his attire again.

Military uniforms are indeed a form of cosmetic surgery for male insects.

The somber blackness carried an unapproachable, ascetic aloofness, while the open collar added a touch of blasphemy.

Watching Saenster adjust his clothes in front of the reflective metal, Andor was speechless again, and sent him the coordinates:

"What a narcissistic male. These are the coordinates, remember..."

Before he could finish speaking, Saenster took the coordinates, turned around and left, taking with him a portion of the Federation's regular army and new warships.