The military personnel waiting for the elevator: "!!!!"

Don't think they don't know that the marshal was slacking off at work to pick up his wife. It hasn't been long since he picked her up, and she's already giving him a gift?

Moreover, when the lady sent messages to the marshal, she was nowhere near as fierce, like a man-eating flower, or as passionate as she was at the mecha competition.

In the voice messages, the lady was like a clingy little sweetheart, so sweet and soft.

No wonder, no wonder when the wife came to the military headquarters before, the marshal carried her down the stairs from the top floor, showing off their affection and making them feel like they were being fed dog food.

If they had a wife who was a ruthless monster outside but a sweetheart at home, they would show her off and flaunt her every day, wishing they could announce it to the whole galaxy!

Agares's icy expression and powerful, cold aura softened slightly to the naked eye and senses. He then looked up and swept his gaze across the crowd looking at him: "Everyone, please take the elevator first. Don't wait for me. I'm going to get the gift that Madam gave me!"

Everyone: "!!!!"

Didn't you want to wait for him?

Don't want to be bombarded with PDA, okay?

I want to kick over the dog food.

We can't beat them in a fight.

Even the best show can't beat the best.

I'm so annoyed.

After saying this, Agares turned and walked towards the entrance of the military building, texting the military security department to ask if a gift truck was coming.

Just as the guard received the marshal's message, a red car drove up automatically, with a big bright red heart on the front. The guard replied that there was one.

Agares told them to let them pass immediately.

The security guard let us through.

And so, a black Hummer SUV, with a huge heart on its hood, brazenly and swaggered into the military headquarters. After driving for half an hour, it arrived in front of the military headquarters building.

How could those people in the elevator be willing to let others off the hook while they were busy feeding the dogs? So, thanks to their tireless propaganda efforts, the entire military knew that the marshal had taken a break to pick up his wife, and she had given him a gift in return.

They were very curious about what gift the lady would give the marshal, so those inside the building stood at the window, while those outside deliberately walked in from the outside.

Agares' pupils constricted as he looked at the large heart on the hood of the car. He then opened the front door and saw a bouquet of fruit. He opened the rear door and the trunk, where he saw dozens of different kinds of fruit bouquets filling the entire car.

The crowd who came over, eager to witness their lovey-dovey behavior: "!!!!"

They regretted it.

I deeply regret it.

This isn't just asking for dog food; this is practically a dog slaughter scene, a massive dog slaughter scene.

Moreover, it was these dogs who came to the slaughterhouse on their own, allowing the marshal to slaughter them.

Agares remained expressionless, glanced at the crowd, and said calmly, "I'm sorry to have made you all laugh. My wife gave me a gift to celebrate her advancement in the preliminary rounds of the 280th Mech Competition."

The onlookers, who had unwittingly invited this display of affection, were speechless.

Look at what the marshal said.

He's planning to slaughter every single dog.

They're just being annoying; why do they have to come here begging for dog food?

Now it's all right.

They were slaughtered without leaving a trace, their blood gushing out, filled with envy.

Agares bent down and picked up the nearest bouquet of strawberries, then said to everyone, "There are too many gifts for me to carry by myself. Could you please help me take them to my office? Thank you!"

The onlookers, who had unwittingly invited this display of affection, were speechless.

Waaaaah!

No dog food, kick over the dog bowl.

Caring for single people is everyone's responsibility.

They protested, arguing that single people also have dog rights.

However, Agares could not hear their inner cries. Holding the red strawberry bouquet, he turned and walked towards the military building, his military boots on.

Once everyone could no longer see him, they all turned on their personal computers and started taking photos and videos of the car full of fruit bouquets from every angle.

After taking videos and photos, everyone present picked up bouquets of fruit—one, two, three, wow, a total of 18 bouquets of various sizes.

Each bunch of fruit was incredibly fresh, radiating a faint spiritual energy. Some of the fruit bunches even had water stains on them, just like the dew that had been picked in the early morning.

Eighteen people carrying eighteen bouquets of fruit walked into the military headquarters building one after another, attracting the attention of the people who had been secretly watching. They swallowed hard and exclaimed, "Wow, so many bouquets of fruit! The Marshal received more than His Majesty. Indeed, the Lady is the ideal woman."

"Where can you find a wife like Madam? She's fierce, strong, and a great fighter, yet she's also delicate, soft-spoken, petite, and knows how to be charming!"

"You want to know, and I want to know too. How did our great iceberg, our great weapon, the Marshal, encounter such an ideal of humanity as the lady? Is this what they mean when God closes a window for you, but opens a door for you?"

"With such a devoted wife, the value of having children is nothing compared to that. The Marshal is the biggest winner in life. I'm so envious."

"Stop being envious, stop being jealous, stop being green with envy. Quickly send it to the Marshal. These are all for the Marshal. This is all the Madam's love for the Marshal."

The group delivered the bouquet to the marshal's office on the top floor. Then, someone defied the rules and anonymously posted a nine-grid photo of the fruit bouquet online, with the caption: "Single dogs have no rights. We've been massacred, sob sob!"

The buzz surrounding His Majesty the Emperor's bouquet hasn't died down yet, and now a nine-grid photo of a fruit bouquet has surfaced, quite different from His Majesty the Emperor's bouquet, prompting many fans to post envious comments.

Agares took photos of 19 bouquets of fruit and planned to post them on the StarNet. He then saw the nine-grid photo that had already been posted on the new network. He logged into his account, tagged the anonymous person who posted the photos, and posted the entire photo of the 19 bouquets of fruit he had taken, with the caption: "Hmm, a gift from my wife!"