Jiufeng paused, her hand gripping the collar around her neck. She looked at the elder with greed, as if she had never met him before, scrutinizing him as if she were examining Changsheng: "You want to study me? I am the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan, the Great Shaman of the Fourth Civilization. How dare you be so presumptuous?"

An elder chuckled, “What do you mean I dare to be presumptuous? It concerns immortality, so it’s not presumptuous. Clan Chief, you are sacrificing yourself so that we can conduct research and benefit the Phoenix Clan’s immortality. If you die, you will be engraved on the Phoenix Clan’s stone tablet, occupying the central position.”

"All the immortals and descendants of the Phoenix Clan will remember you and be grateful to you for all eternity. You should feel honored and happy."

Jiufeng felt neither honor nor joy, but fear and a sense that she had never truly understood her people.

Or perhaps, in the eyes of others, he was just like his own people, willing to do anything to achieve immortality. Maybe his partner overheard others plotting against him under the guise of love while still in the eggshell, so after hatching, his partner ran away and disappeared, leaving him unable to find her again.

"Clan Chief, please forgive me." An elder took out an iron chain and hooked the end of the chain onto the collar around Jiu Feng's neck that was binding his spiritual power.

Jiufeng frowned and resisted, but with his spiritual power imprisoned, how could he be a match for an elder?

An elder yanked hard on the iron chain, and Jiufeng was thrown heavily to the ground.

He fell to the ground, causing the iron chain around his neck to swing, like a god who had fallen to earth, no longer aloof and noble, no longer high above. He fell into the mud, chained up and trampled underfoot.

The words Shu Xubai said to him before he died kept echoing in his mind. He told him to be careful of his people, and that once he died, he would become the subject of Phoenix Clan research.

His words came true within an hour, and he, the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan and the Great Wizard of the Fourth Civilization, became a prisoner and an object of study.

After being nourished by Agares' mental energy from night to dawn, Jiang Si's complexion became rosy and her spirits improved significantly. She lifted her eyelids and said to the tool Agares, "Alright, remove your mental energy. I'm going to take a shower."

Agares poured out his mental energy for several hours without changing his expression. Seeing his little wife's rosy complexion as always, he finally felt relieved and slowly withdrew his mental energy.

The Spirit Eye benefited from this. Although he couldn't absorb Agares's spiritual power, he was close to his master. While his master absorbed spiritual power, he inadvertently revealed his own spiritual power, which he absorbed, thus maintaining and reinforcing his outward appearance.

As soon as his Uncle Dog withdrew his spiritual power, Jiang Dandan rubbed against his aunt's belly, moving it up, down, left, and right.

After quickly confirming that the cubs were alright, she darted to Jiang Si's neck.

The egg almost died from exhaustion before it hatched.

If it hatches, its scales will probably all be gone.

Otherwise, life would be exhausting, with one thing or another happening every day.

There's not a single moment of peace, damn it!

Jiang Si suddenly sat up, trying to get out of bed.

Her movements were so large and so sudden that Agares, who had just calmed down, was now on edge again. He quickly reached out to help her, saying, "Jiang Jiang, slow down."

Jiang Si perfectly embodied the demeanor of a heartless woman who had just put on her pants and gotten out of bed. She flung Agares's hand away and said, "Who are you? It's none of your business. Get lost, I don't want to see you!"

Agares's hand was flung away, and his body stiffened.

Jiang Si rolled out of bed and walked towards the bathroom, not forgetting to instruct her assistant, Agares: "Remember to change the sheets before you leave, Agares."

The stiff, manipulative Agares was fully revived. He watched Jiang Si enter the bathroom before turning his gaze back to the bedsheets.

There was a large, glaring bloodstain on the bed sheet. Agares' hand, which was on the bed sheet, trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to start rolling up the sheet.

When the bloodstains came into view, the Spirit Eye pressed down and looked directly into Agares' eyes: "Marshal Agares, do you know that the risk of reproduction for humans is higher than that for other races?"

"From the moment they become pregnant, the child competes with the mother for nutrition. If the mother's supply is not timely, the child will compete with the mother for any resources it can take."

“My mistress was so young, she married you when she was too young to understand anything, but I always believed that she married you because you couldn’t have children, but I never expected that you could have children and that she got pregnant.”

“Even when I’m not by her side, I know she was panicked and scared when she found out she was pregnant, and you didn’t give her enough security during her emotional ups and downs.”

Agares tightened her grip on the bedsheet. Lord Spirit Eye was right; he hadn't given her enough security, making her afraid, panicked, and even willing to fake her death to escape from him.

So that she wouldn't be studied, so that she could give birth to the child.

He was by her side, but did nothing for her, only making her anxious and fearful, seeing threats everywhere.

"Feel sorry……"

"Don't apologize to me. You're not apologizing to me." The Spirit Eye interrupted him, correcting him: "You're apologizing to my master, to your child."

"The fact that there have been no naturally conceived mothers in the Abel Galaxy for over 200 years is not a natural disaster, but a man-made one. It's because you people are too perfectionistic and have conducted genetic screening, choosing the genes you want to keep."

"You have completely forgotten to follow the laws of nature and humanity, so the population decline, genetic breakdown, and mental disturbances are all your own fault."

Agares' lips twitched, but he didn't say anything. What Lord Spirit Eye said was true. Humans did not follow the laws of nature and chose to cultivate the genes they wanted, which led to the current situation: declining fertility, a sharp decrease in population, mental power riots or reduction, and genetic collapse causing unbearable pain.

“Marshal Agares, I am a tree, a tree that has lived for 10,000 years.” The spirit eye looked at him and said, word by word, “I don’t care about you humans, I only care about my master and the child in my master’s womb.”

“Yesterday, my master showed signs of miscarriage and almost lost the baby. She herself was also seriously injured. As a result, your disguise was exposed. However, my master has not forgiven you. I hope you will just be a tool and nothing more.”

"Don't even think about bringing Master back to the Troia Empire, and don't even think about the possibility that if the little master is born with you, both Master and the little master belong to her, and I am her most loyal shield. If you try to steal or cheat, I will make you realize that Master will kill you for her sake!"

According to his observations over the past few days, as well as online information and public opinion, Prince Agares, the Marshal of the Troia Empire, is a qualified and decisive soldier who has devoted himself to his country and his people to the utmost, even unto death.

However… he was not a good husband in his treatment of his master; he did not give his master all the favoritism he deserved.

The master was so young, so innocent, so eager to have a home and family. If he was not a good husband, then he was not a good family member.

Family...is the person who unconditionally supports you, trusts you, pampers you, offers advice, and helps you live a better life, regardless of whether you are right or wrong.

But it cannot be denied that the man before me is of noble character, has a firm will, exceptional patience, and considerable ability.

If he could live, even for several more decades, he would choose a better person to take care of his master. But now... in his limited years, the man before him is the best he has ever met and seen.

So he could only settle for second best and try his best to spur him on so that he would be worthy of his master and could protect her after his death, so that she wouldn't be all alone.

Agares' gaze was firm, and his words were resounding as if making a vow: "I will not steal or fight. My wife is free and independent, and I respect all her choices."

"I will work hard to learn how to be a husband and a father again, and I will never let my wife and children suffer even the slightest grievance!"

He was not a good husband or a good father. He put his wife in danger and panic, and nearly killed his child.

Others say that his greatest achievement and glory is not that of an Imperial Marshal Prince or a Star Wars God, but that of being Jiang Jiang's husband.

Lingyan released his hand from the bed sheet and jumped off the bed: "Remember what you said!"

Agares looked at the bed sheet and nodded: "Good!"

The bloodstained sheets were put away, leaving no trace of blood on the bed. Agares put the sheets back on, took out a lunchbox from his spatial storage and placed it on the table, then left the inner room and went to the outer room.

He repaired the broken door, sat on the sofa, turned on his personal terminal, made a communication to His Majesty, and then another to Minister Gongming, explaining to them that gene screening and breeding should be abolished.

After listening to his story, His Majesty the Emperor and His Excellency Gongming indicated that they could propose a plan to abolish gene screening for raising children.

After hanging up with them, Agares logged onto the StarNet and published an article about banning genetically engineered children.

Before many fans could react, his article was reposted by numerous official websites, including the Royal Spokesperson, Gong Ming, the Gene Research Institute, the Mental Strength Research Institute, and the Life Research Institute.

The planetary friends of the Troia Empire were in an uproar, posting comments one after another: "What does this mean? What does this mean? What does it mean to abolish gene selection and breeding of children? Someone with some education, please explain this to me!"

"It's terrible to be uncultured. This means that in the future, we can no longer use genetic screening to raise children; in short, we can no longer use random selection!"

"Yes, the person upstairs is right. Marshal Agares means that the Empire is about to abolish gene selection for raising children and adopt a natural, random model."

"A child's appearance and personality cannot be artificially intervened; they can only be left to nature and allowed to develop randomly."

"Oh my god, I feel like I smell something different. I have a feeling that the baby of that expectant mother from more than a month ago didn't die. It's hiding somewhere and will make a name for itself in the future and scare us to death."

"I didn't think that way at first, but now that you mention it, it makes sense. It feels like Marshal Agares is paving the way for that expectant mother."

"Think about it, where is he now? He's been dismissed and is staying home on the capital planet. The Zerg and Kor are fighting so fiercely, and he hasn't even gone out. He even published this article. If you don't believe there's something going on, even my dog ​​won't believe it!"

"But then again, if we can't use genetic screening to raise children in the future and we have to use a random model, then here's the problem: if a child is randomly born with deformities, missing a nose or eyes, who's responsible?"

"I don't understand, Sister Li. This is a good thing. Why do so many people upstairs not understand? There have been no naturally pregnant mothers and naturally born babies in more than 200 years. Isn't that enough to show that it is caused by excessive intervention from high technology?"

“I read a book that said that the reproduction and prosperity of a race can only be achieved if the population is below 50. If the population is above 50, it should follow the laws of nature and be allowed to reproduce on its own.”

"Our history, our population, and the place we live in are all subject to high-tech intervention, which has led to a shortage of natural food, in addition to the population!"

"Therefore... I agree with Marshal Agares's suggestion to abolish gene selection for raising children. I support ordinary people entering all walks of life in the Empire, and not just being limited to farming."

Agares ignored the heated online discussions; he was only focused on watching his wife, who had just finished showering and changed into a light and airy long dress, walk to the table, sit down, open her lunchbox, and begin eating.

He really wanted to serve her food and soup, but his wifely anger hadn't subsided. The fact that he could sit at the door and openly watch her was already a big step forward.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Si told Ling Yan why she had angina last night, why her stomach hurt, and why she suddenly had signs of miscarriage.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the spirit eye's voice turned cold: "Nonsense, Master, you and that ghost are different species. Whether it is the willow tree or its branches, it is your companion, growing in your flesh and blood."

“You used the willow branch to make a pact with him, and you're just waiting for him to agree to make a pact with your own bloodline. Moreover, you made a life pact with him. Does that ghost know that you made a pact with your life?”

Jiang Si pouted: "He doesn't know. If he did, would he be so stupid as to let others beat him up and stab him in the heart?"

Although he and that old geezer had been fighting for years and disliked each other for a long time, both wanting to kill the other and eat his flesh and drink his blood, he didn't want to owe the other a favor.

She made a life-or-death pact with him, mainly because her intuition told her that the old vampire's first love, a forced one, was bound to backfire.

Jiufeng is the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan. He is no ordinary person; he has his pride, his reserve, his aloofness, and his status. Once he regains his memories, he will not allow himself to be subservient to anyone or cling to someone.

Lingyan took a deep breath, his voice slow and deliberate, "Alright, things have come to this, there's no point in saying more. Let's end our trip to the Merfolk here. We'll go to the Fourth Civilization, dig that troublesome ghost out of the ground, and bring it home with us!"