Reborn as an insect, eventually reincarnated as Galactus

Once everyone is on the ship, the landing platform gently closes behind us, making a metallic whirring sound. My skin began to sting in a familiar way of oxygen. When this was done, Tiffin and his buddies took off the helmet and the like, and found that the lieutenant was wearing a suit that was very similar to the one Tiffin was wearing, except for the small red and blue plate on his chest, which had only four red and blue squares, while Tiffin had six.

In this way, his military advisor level should be relatively low, right?

Don't these soldiers take off their clothes? It's kind of great—

" Soldiers, take Mott to his quarters. Also, be sure to dress him in some... Appropriate clothes," Tiffin said, speaking again about me as if I wasn't in the room at all.

The soldiers all made a "click" sound with their boots in affirmation.

Then I was dragged away, barely able to turn around and glance at my friend.

He waved his hand gently. I smiled and waved at him.

If we don't see or talk anymore, I'll be very upset. He's the first human I've ever seen since I've been reborn and infinitely bigger!

Well, all things aside, this ship is, okay. Look, I've heard of the Apollo, right? But I think it's a little different. Right now, we're walking through some all-metal hallways, like all the walls are covered in dimly lit metal. But there were also sharp edges everywhere!We walked through hallways and other things, and I was starting to think that there was some spatial magic inside, because it felt so much bigger inside than it looked from the outside.

Then the ground began to shake. Oh-shit-, what is this?

Wait. This is-

, are we taking off

? , I'm going to the window!!I can't fly into space without seeing with my own eyes what it

looks like!!Damn, what does this look like from the ground?How far have we come?

I suddenly shifted my consciousness to my massive body, which allowed me to clearly see all a dozen ships rushing into space. Damn it.

Switching back to my little body, I seemed to have managed to fall when the ship really started moving, and all the soldiers were standing around me, not knowing what to do. "I'm sorry I fell, wait a minute. I hurriedly grunted, and even while the boat was moving, I tried to get back on my feet, but I kept falling and my legs eventually began to shake like overcooked linguine. Good. Good. This may not be possible. Jesus. I almost couldn't stand anymore. Why did the ground move so much, a

hand stretched out to me. "Do you need help?" Art asked.

Why, yes, I need some help, thanks. I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up. My legs were still swinging with the same viscosity and speed as the jelly on the take-off plane, but by holding Art's hand, I was able to stay standing. Cats always use their tails for balance, so why don't I? I let the tail stretch a little bit to keep balance, but, shit, it's hard. How can these guys stand like people?

Then, after a few seconds of more shaking and moving, the boat just... Stopped. Draw.

I regained my balance. "Thank you, Art. You've helped me a lot. I let go of his hand and only stumbled as I started walking. My feet were still wobbly, but they were much better now!

We're just walking, right? I wonder where we're going.

Then one of the people in front began to speak. "So, uh, do you know where we're going?" I guess my idea wasn't as unusual as I thought.

"I want to go to the pantry. That's where we take the little things we take from those boats. There may be some child-sized clothing in blasters and explosives. In addition, there is the problem of wearing them back to our dorm. When his words were understood, the soldier paused. "I don't have it in my dorm. "

The calm before the storm. "Dibs

!" "Dibs!" "Dibs!" "

In less than a second, every soldier around me shouted, and the last one, the most hesitant and the longest to think, was standing beside me. Oh! I'm going to sleep in Art's room! Okay!

The man walking next to Art elbowed his side. "Well done, 1409. Why don't you put it on a leash too?"

"Shut up, 2433," Art muttered.

Lose his old ×. Everybody's talking as if I'm not here, right? Call me "it"... It's really mean, and I don't think I like to hear too many of these anymore. "My name is Mott. I'm not alone, I'm a man. The

soldiers looked at each other a few times. "Okay, of course. "

That was the end of the conversation, because I think we were obviously at the dormitory by this point. It looks like it's going to precede the storage unit, and then

, in fact, it's just a hallway lined up with smaller, square doors, each with a small nameplate above it indicating which room it is. But I couldn't really tell one of them apart because they all spoke in a language I didn't recognize. What's going on? There is no English or Chinese remarks?

Art stopped in front of one person, and the others naturally stopped. As everyone stared at him, he shoved a small silver tube into a small hole next to the door, and it slid to the side and into the wall, a bit like an elevator door.

"You'll live with me, AT-2433, AT-6599, AT-1211 and CT-990 are all here. Luckily, if you decide to breed, we have two empty slots for you to use," Art said, waving into the room.

The small room is lined with two bunk beds on either side, both of which can accommodate three people side by side. There is also a cupboard and a wardrobe, but even then it still feels like a very simple military room without any entertainment items.

Wow. I'm sleeping in this kind of room??

that's — man, I wish I could sleep on the top bunk, I like to sleep in high places.

"I'll remember not to get too much, Art!" I replied, trying to resist the urge to rush in. Aite didn't respond at all, just locked the door in front of me.

"Let's move on. If CT-990 sees you wearing that black samurai robe, he'll probably go crazy. "

-Uh, uh, sure! I'll keep an eye out for the other man in white!"

It feels really weird. I mean, I've got a dozen guys with guns around me right now, and if I didn't know anything, I might feel like I'm a little bit important.

"Why are we always bogged down by these missions? First, it's sent to the edge of an unknown area, and then you'd think we'd be excited to rescue the second captain, but then immediately get caught up in taking care of some pet pests. "

Shhhh If you talk like this nonsense, you might tell the commander.

"What, it seems to understand us? Even so, you can take a look. "Both soldiers turned to look me in the eye, and I could barely keep a straight face. "That thing is just a gadget. Only the ears, not the brain. Well, uh, all things considered, I'm pretty sure that would be seen as an insult. I should probably say something, but, to be honest, I don't want to stir up anything.

As we continued walking, the soldiers began to whisper, at first just quietly, but once they realized that there was no one around to listen to them or the police, they really started talking.

For a while, we walked without meeting anyone and certainly not being disturbed.

Until two soldiers began to walk towards us.