I Rely on Birthing Babies to Become Popular Across the Interstellar

Jiang Si, a powerful big shot from the apocalypse, perishes with the Zombie Emperor and transmigrates to Abel Interstellar.

The population of the Abel star system has been continuously declin...

Chapter 1035 Falling into the Marshal's Trap

cinnabar:"!!!!"

No, no, no.

He's busy; he's not free.

He just wanted to freeload a meal and a place to stay, to solidify their friendship, and see if he could help his master loosen the barriers between them.

Since I couldn't get out of the corner, I thought I'd see if I could buy more fruits and vegetables to make a little extra money.

As for sparring, he didn't want to spar; he didn't want to fight. Even in his insect form, he wasn't confident he could beat Agares; he didn't want to be humiliated and lose face as an insect.

The thousand or so people standing in front of Agares all turned their gazes toward him at once.

Knowing that Jiang Si was the madam, he appeared calm on the surface, but his eyes were full of longing, wanting to be whipped by the madam and wanting to eat fruit.

Those who didn't know that Jiang Si was the lady were all shocked and incredulous.

lady…

The legendary lady.

The only student in the culinary department of the Fifth Military Academy?

So when someone asked a question at the opening ceremony of the 280th Mech Tournament, the Marshal's seemingly serious answer was actually a public display of affection, making single people feel uncomfortable.

Agares lowered the hand holding the quantum tablet, nodded to Cinnabar, and stepped aside: "Everyone, welcome Marshal Cinnabar of the Zerg to come and teach us!"

As he finished speaking...

A thousand or so people clapped.

The applause was deafening.

cinnabar:"……"

Why not give the insect a chance to refuse?

Are there no more insect rights?

Is it really necessary to be so ruthless?

"Hurry up!" Jiang Si urged Chen Sha, "Chen Sha, didn't you say you were coming to the military headquarters with me? What, are you too embarrassed to hit someone?"

"It's alright, it's alright." Jiang Si deliberately raised her voice: "We're all soldiers, it's only natural for us to spar and discuss things with each other. Winning or losing doesn't matter, what matters is that our friendship lasts."

cinnabar:"……"

God, friendship lasts forever.

He wanted to buy more fruit and earn more money.

But since things had already gone this far, Chensha had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over: "Thank you everyone, thank you everyone, it's a pleasure to meet you all. Actually, I just came here today..."

Before Chensha could finish speaking, the thousand or so people interrupted him in unison: "Welcome Marshal Chensha to enlighten us!"

They were caught in a dilemma.

I have no choice but to do it.

No wonder their Insect Emperor couldn't handle the young prince of the empire. Such a huge pit can't be filled by people with even a little skill; it takes several people with a lot of skill to fill it.

Chensha coughed lightly: "You're too kind, how would you all like to fight?"

Agares looked at the thousand or so people in front of him. These thousand or so people were the most skilled fighters in individual combat among the guards of the ten legions' joint capital star. He had sent out a notice a couple of days ago, and these people had come here the day before yesterday and had been training here for two days. They hadn't used their mental power to fight, but had only fought with their bare hands.

Agares said calmly, "Bare-handed combat, without using mental power or special abilities, is that alright, Marshal Cinnabar?"

Can he say no?

The scene is all here.

"Sure, of course!" Chensha took off her coat and stretched. "Should I take care of all these people by myself, or should I find people to form groups?"

Agareth's dark eyes flashed: "Then let's have 500 people per group. The winning group will receive a bouquet of apples, pears, and cherries from my wife, as well as..."

“And two huge baskets of tangerines!” Jiang Si met her husband’s gaze, walked to his side, and took out two baskets of tangerines weighing over 100 pounds from her spatial storage: “I hope everyone will keep up the good work and try to defeat the enemy.”

Everyone + Cinnabar: "!!!!"

Forgive them for being spineless.

My eyes lit up when I saw the two large baskets of tangerines.

There was also a bouquet of flowers that the wife gave to the marshal.

The marshal even showed off his affection on the StarNet, which made them all jealous.

And so, the thousand or so people were divided into two groups.

They started fighting in groups of 500, bare-handed.

Jiang Si, dressed in bright red, looked exceptionally petite standing next to Agares, who was wearing combat gear. She could only feel taller by standing on her tiptoes.

“Husband!” Jiang Si reached out and tugged at Agares’s clothes.

Agares lowered his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Si waved to him.

Agares bent over.

Jiang Si smiled slyly: "Honey, how about skipping work? I'll treat you to dinner!"

Agares raised an eyebrow and glanced at the personal terminal: "No need to skip work, I'll take you to change your clothes, let's go!"

Agares took her hand and led her away from the training ground toward the military headquarters building.

As Jiang Si followed him, she didn't forget to shout towards the training field: "Hey guys on the training field, keep it up! If you win, you get a bonus; if you lose, you don't get any food."

The thousand or so people fighting suddenly stumbled and almost fell over.

If you win, you get a bonus; if you lose, you don't get any food.

Then let's get started.

Now, both the ten legions and the military headquarters have dedicated cooks who prepare different meals every day, which is much more comfortable than taking nutritional supplements or nutrient solutions.

Most importantly... since they started eating and consuming vegetables, their mental energy outbursts have become less frequent, and the breakdown of their genes has become less painful and faster.

Therefore, a person who is good at cooking must cook; they cannot let themselves lose, but rather let others lose, and then they will feel good about themselves after finishing off others' food.

The lady visited the military headquarters for the second time, wearing the uniform of the Fifth Military Academy. She was led by the marshal and swept across the entire military headquarters at the speed of the wind.

This attracted great attention from everyone in the military, who were all thinking about how to make their presence known to the lady and get her to give them fruit, since everyone had received fruit when she came last time.

However, before they could figure it out, the lady had already entered the marshal's office, and the entire military began to slack off, discussing it in small groups.

Agares's spacious office features a sofa, large floor-to-ceiling windows, a bed for resting, and a washroom.

Jiang Si went into the washroom, and five minutes later, barefoot, with her hair down, bare legs, and wearing only a school uniform jacket, she ran to Agares's desk and took out five spatial buttons from her spatial button: "Honey, here are 5 million catties of fruits and vegetables. The newly promoted 7th-level plant therapist asked me to give them to you. You can settle the bill later, preferably in cash!"

Agares looked up, but before he could speak, he saw his little wife, with her bare, slender legs, turn and run into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Agares stared intently at the door, his gaze lingering on it. After a long while, his eyes fell on the spatial button on the table. He reached out and picked one up, and a basket of bright red, fresh apples appeared in his hand, each apple carrying a faint spiritual energy and a rich fruity aroma.

He put the apple back into the spatial button, picked up the five spatial buttons on the table, stood up, walked out, and said to his secretaries, "Notify the finance department to prepare 200 million in cash. The purpose of the cash is to purchase the fruits and vegetables grown by the newly promoted 7th-level plant healer."

"Notify the purchasing departments of the ten legions that each legion has the right to purchase 400,000 catties of fruit grown by newly promoted 7th-level plant healers."

"Here are 5 million catties of fruits and vegetables. The Ten Legion Procurement Department has received the payment. Send it to them. Don't forget to notify the Imperial Guard."

The secretaries were shocked, but responded in unison, "Yes!"

Agares put down the five spatial buttons, turned to leave, but after taking two steps, he paused, turned back, and reminded them, "Teleportation Fruit, don't forget to bring the spatial buttons back!"

Secretaries: "Yes, sir!"

Agares then walked back to his office.

After he went inside, the door closed.

The secretaries outside were in an uproar: "5 million catties of fruits and vegetables! Grown by the newly promoted 7th level plant healer! My God, my God, it's unbelievable, I can't even imagine it."

"Yes, yes, ever since the appearance of the mysterious new 7th-level plant healer, the number of people farming natural fruits and vegetables in the empire has increased dramatically. In the entire star system, our empire has the most natural fruits and vegetables."

"Ah, I envy the lady and the newly promoted 7th-level plant healer so much for being good friends. I also envy the marshal for marrying the lady and having an endless supply of fruits and vegetables."

"The fruits and vegetables are secondary. The main thing is that the lady is so small and soft. Just looking at her makes my heart melt and I want to hold her in my arms."

"Wake up! Wake up! If the marshal heard you say something like that, hmph, you'd still be hugging your wife? He'd blow your head off, believe it or not!"

The man who spoke curled his lip. He was just talking; he didn't really intend to hug the lady. Putting aside the marshal's fierce appearance, even the lady's man-eating flower-like ruthlessness was too much for him to bear.

Agares entered the office and took off his combat uniform as he walked towards the washroom. When he reached the washroom door, his muscular upper body was bare, leaving him in only a pair of pants.

He placed his hand on the sensor, and the door unlocked automatically. He went inside, embraced his wife from behind—who had her eyes closed, head tilted back, and was humming a song—and asked in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, would you like some service?"

Jiang Si was startled, "No... Jiang Dandan is here..."

Before she could finish speaking, her mouth was covered by Agares's large hand.

He gently nibbled on her ear, "Yes, I know, I'm just providing simple service!"

Jiang Si clasped her hands in his, and just as she pulled his hand away from her mouth, Agares grabbed her shoulder and, under the large tumbler, kissed her...

Ginger Egg, soaking in the sink: "!!!!"

Are you even going to let the eggs have some peace?

Are you even going to let the egg live?

We absolutely have to make the eggs a business.

Do dogs like that really exist?

Ginger Egg floated up from the pool, its dark shell covered in bubbles, resembling a white beard, as it went to crash...

unexpectedly.

A powerful mental force repelled it.

Jiang Dandan: "..."

It was quite sudden.

It smashed against the wall.

My eggs almost broke.

More than an hour has passed.

Jiang Si's eyes were red at the corners, her lips were swollen, and she was being carried out of the bathroom by Agares and placed on the sofa while wearing an irregular, knee-length dress.

Jiang Si hissed, her voice hoarse: "My leg...it hurts so much!"

Her hoarse voice cracked, conveying a mix of coquettishness, annoyance, and coquettishness.

"Let me see." Agares's eyes darkened, and his hand landed on her skirt. "Shall I put some medicine on you?"

Jiang Si glared at him, huffing and puffing like a frog, and slapped his hand away: "No way, go away, I'll apply the medicine myself."

Agares, whose hand had been slapped, compromised, "Then I'll turn around! Is that alright?"

If you've bullied someone too much, you have to appease them.

Jiang Si snorted, took out the spray Wei Chi had given her, and sprayed it on her thigh. In an instant, she was completely healed and no longer in pain.

After spraying her thighs, she pursed her lips and sprayed some more onto her swollen lips.

Originally, they were going to use real guns and ammunition... but smoke and willows covered her entire body, and the swords in the space emitted bursts of clanging sounds, so there was no other way but to use substitutes.

It's on my leg.

It's on their lips.

It's in my hands.

One hour, more than an hour inside.

Sure enough, his weapon was heavy enough, so he could last long enough.

Her hands were aching terribly. After spraying the medicine, Jiang Si kicked Agares, who was squatting under the sofa with his back to her, barefoot: "My hands are aching, put on some socks for me."

“Okay!” Agares turned around, grabbed her small, round feet, and solemnly put slouch socks on her feet. Then he took out ankle boots and put them on her feet.

Slouch socks reaching to the calves, paired with ankle boots, an asymmetrical white skirt, and a light jacket, along with waist-length hair, make Jiang Si look both young and youthful.

Jiang Si stood up from the sofa, jumped up, and looked down at Agares, who was squatting on the ground, and said, "You don't need to skip work with me. You can continue working overtime. I'm leaving. Goodbye!"

Agares wouldn't let her leave, so she reached out and pulled her arm, saying, "I'm off work, let's go together!"

Jiang Si flung her hand away and left.

But Agares followed behind her, and the two left the office one after the other, took the elevator, went up to the top floor instead of the main door, and left in a flying vehicle.

The cinnabar on the training field hasn't been used up yet.

As he played, he thought to himself that he would not only freeload off her dinner and accommodation, but also her breakfast, and he would even pack it up afterward. He absolutely could not be polite to her.

Jiang Si returned to Abel Manor, entered the house, kicked off her shoes, took off her socks, threw off her coat, and rushed upstairs.

Hilt, the head butler of Abel Manor, was about to bend down to help Princess Abel with her clothes when Agares stopped him, saying, "Hilt, you go ahead with your work. I'll take care of the Princess's things."

If you push her too far, she'll get angry.

I deliberately threw something at him so he could pick it up.

He knew.

Hilt responded with a "yes" and stepped back.

Agares picked up the items, folded the clothes and socks into neat squares, put the shoes into his spatial storage, and then went upstairs.

It wasn't dark yet.

The sun had not yet set.

Jiang Si rolled around on the huge bed, hugged Jiang Dandan and gave him a big kiss, then put him on her stomach and pulled the blanket up: "Baby Dandan, go to sleep. If your Uncle Dog comes, remember to smash his head on the head."

Jiang Dandan: "..."

Such a violent act, and it's happening to a dried egg that hasn't even fully formed yet?

Employing child labor is illegal.

Fines, compensation, and imprisonment.

Those with severe offenses will be exiled to a garbage planet.

"Don't come any closer." Jiang Si hadn't fallen asleep yet when Agares walked in. She turned over and gestured to Agares as he entered the room, saying, "From now on, this bed is mine, and the rest of the beds are yours."

Agares ignored her gestures, bent down, and kissed the corner of her lips, his voice husky, deep, and alluring: "Your Highness, what would you like for dinner?"

A lazy bum.

Dry rice soul.

A person who only eats rice won't go against the rice.

Let's eat this meal first and then talk about it.

Using the space button as cover, Jiang Si took out the dishes from the space: "Braised cowpeas, bamboo shoot and old duck soup, roasted lamb chops with small potatoes, stir-fried bean sprouts, and stir-fried tender beans with chili peppers."

"Cold broccoli salad, hot and sour shredded potatoes, braised beef, braised lion's head meatballs, fried chicken wings, salmon soup, and boiled shrimp. That's all for now. Here's the food."

A basket filled with small potatoes, peppers, tender beans, broccoli, and other vegetables was handed to Agares.

Agares picked up the basket and kissed her again: "Okay, I'll call you when I'm done."

Jiang Si waved her hand: "Go quickly!"

Agares' lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. He pulled the blanket up over her legs, then picked up the basket and left the room.

As soon as he left, Jiang Si flopped onto the bed, pulled up the blanket, and placed Jiang Dandan on her stomach. Feeling warm and cozy, she relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.

Agares finished cooking and came to call for someone, only to find them sleeping soundly like a little pig, snoring softly.

He stood by the bedside, watched quietly for a moment, and then turned to go to the bathroom. He took a cold shower, came out in his bathrobe, got into bed, sat close to his wife, and, wide awake, turned on his personal computer and browsed the internet.

Sudden…

He saw a video online of his young wife being provoked.

As he scrolled through the pages, his expression grew increasingly somber, and the color in his eyes deepened.

A few minutes later, he got up, went to the balcony, and gave his adjutant, Moore, an order: "Notify the Education Bureau and tell the ten military academies that losing is not terrible; what is terrible is infighting, being unable to accept defeat, and having no sense of unity."

"Everyone who egged on, provoked, or started a fight in today's preliminary rounds must handwrite a 50,000-word reflection. They also need to copy the military regulations, school rules, and the Law on National Unity 50 times each. I want to see this after the mecha competition ends!"