Flood it?

The nearly 150 billion fans in the live stream were like a boiling pot of oil, sizzling and boiling: "No wonder the goddess wore a light blue dress today. It turns out she was going to drown and burn the edge of the star. She wore a fiery red dress then."

"So... the skirt corresponds to her superpower. Let's make a wild guess: after the flooding of the Federation's Hammer Star, what superpower will our goddess use next? Lightning superpower, electric superpower?"

"Yes, my awesome, cool, and stylish goddess who's practically out of the stars also has lightning, electric, and wind powers!"

"How did you know the goddess has so many superpowers? Do you have inside information?"

"What inside information? I told you to read more books, but you'll end up feeding pigs. Don't you know to look it up yourselves and scrutinize the details?"

"Don't tell me you can't find it or dig it out. Go and watch the videos of the goddess. Whatever the goddess's mecha competition, military training, or planting, you can get a glimpse of her. You have to learn to dig into the details. If you dig into the details, you'll find everything."

"Wait, fire can burn with the wind, but this water... should we draw water in, or should we put it in..."

Before the netizens could finish speaking, dark clouds loomed overhead in the live stream, thunder rumbled, and lightning crackled, resembling a scene from the apocalypse, or the impending storm.

In an instant, the rain poured down like a torrential downpour.

Jiang Si walked in the heavy rain, but the rain did not wet her.

Wherever she went, it was dry.

After she walked by, the ground became wet, and the rain poured down.

Strong winds, dark clouds, and thunder and lightning came in quick succession, pressing down from above.

It wasn't just one place experiencing heavy rain, lightning, or dark clouds; the entire planet Bianchui was enveloped in gales, torrential rain, and lightning.

The sky was as dark as night, like a moonless night, and the rain was pouring down.

Like the eve of the apocalypse, it was dark, with torrential rain and thunder.

The sturdy houses were submerged by the water, and the mud and rocks from the mountains were washed down by the water, turning into mudslides.

Flash floods, floods, and water disasters spread rampantly across the entire planet within just a few hours.

"My daughter is so cool, so awesome!" Si Mubei stared at the huge live stream screen like a cat seeing a big mouse, drooling with envy: "Dead fish, you stinky old Gong, come and see how much my daughter looks like me, how much she looks like me, she's practically a carbon copy of me, so handsome, so cool, so awesome!"

"When I see my daughter, I think of myself. Only with such an outstanding mother like me can she have such an outstanding daughter. This is called surpassing the teacher, and it is called an excellent mother and an excellent family!"

Upon hearing his words, Yu Feifei rolled her eyes: "What do you mean your daughter looks like you? She's clearly my daughter. You nine-tailed, hairy beast, don't try to make yourself look good. Ugh, shameless old man, disgusting."

With a full beard obscuring his true face, Gong Gong spat at Si Mubei and said, "Who's your old Gong? Don't call me that. We're different species, reproductively isolated."

“I have a daughter and grandson. To set a good example for them, don’t let just anyone call me Old Gong. Do you deserve it? Do you deserve it?”

Si Mubei hadn't styled her hair or worn a wig for the past two days. She was wearing a dress and high heels, with a head of unruly, yellowish hair growing out of her head: "What do you mean I have no shame? What do you mean I'm not worthy?"

"I'm warning you all, my daughter is mine, and my grandson is mine too. Anyone who tries to take him from me, I'll fight them to the death! Honestly, you dare to try and take him from me? Don't you even know how you're going to win?"

The others on the Red-Eyebrowed ship were annoyed: "Your daughter is yours alone. I could say she's mine. Look at how arrogant you are. You really think you're something special just because the scoundrel isn't home?"

"Let me tell you, you nine-tailed perennial runner-up, are you kidding me that we'd make you the boss? Seriously, you want us to take a piss and look at ourselves? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself?"

"You have no looks, no figure, no money, no skills, you're nothing, yet you're here shouting about fighting for your daughter. You really have a round face, you could become fat without even getting hit!"

"Yes, yes, that's so true! A perennial runner-up with nine tails can't even protect his own tail hairs, yet he's always fighting with this person for a daughter and that person for a grandson. He's like a pig with a green onion stuck in its nose, thinking he's an elephant!"

Si Mubei: "..."

Damn, this is outrageous.

These scoundrels, are they trying to rebel?

If he doesn't show his power, people will really treat him like a cat.

Si Mubei reached up and rolled up his sleeves, only to find that he wasn't wearing long sleeves and had no sleeves to roll up.

It doesn't matter, as long as the formalities are met.

Let them know that he's ready to get to work.

"Want to fight? Come on, who's afraid of who's a coward?"

"I have a grandson, why should I be a grandson?"

"That's right, who the hell wants to fight you, you little scum with nine tails."

"Our daughter is ours, our grandson is ours, and if you try to take them all for yourself, I'll smash your head in!"

"Let's gang up on him. I've disliked him for a long time."

"Great minds think alike. I've disliked him for a long time too. He's clearly a male, but he insists on pretending to be female. It's driving me crazy!"

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go and gang up on him!"

And so, with its claws darting here and there, the troublemaking nine-tailed orange kitten got ganged up on.

Twenty-odd filthy robbers and scoundrels, united in their hatred, beat this poor little kitten until he was meowing and his tail was standing on end.

The federal president watched the torrential rain pouring down in the live broadcast room, and saw Jiang Si walking in the downpour without getting a single drop of water on her body, her light blue skirt fluttering in the wind. He was furious.

Because of the people in the live stream who burned the edge star and flooded the edge hammer star, his approval rating has plummeted to 20%.

With his current approval rating of 20%, he thinks that with 70% or 90%, it would be impossible for him to continue serving as president.

However, all of this impossibility stems from the girl in the live stream. Who is that girl's daughter? Whose heir is she?

Why are all the royal families and important figures in the entire Abel Galaxy vying for her, fighting over her? Unlike others who are just superficially polite, these royals are serious about it.

The 4 billion residents of the Federation are now living in fear and want the president to come up with a plan to get the merfolk, orcs, insectoids, Fourth Civilization, and Troia Empire people surrounding the Federation to evacuate.

What are his plans?

His plan was to send 150 million active-duty military personnel to try and stop the inevitable, but the problem is they won't go. They're holding back. Today, the military budget has been doubled for them, but they still haven't moved. This is putting pressure on him, on him as president and leader.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" The federal president roared at his think tank: "Today Gong Yingchuan shot at me, and you all looked like dead men. What use are you? What use are you?"

His think tank, including his bodyguards, numbered over 50 people. Some sat, some stood, watching the federal president rage and hurl insults like a madman.

The dozens of people in the think tank remained expressionless, as if the federal president wasn't scolding them, but someone else, and they were just bystanders watching him jump around like a monkey.

The federal president, seeing that his think tank remained silent, spoke again: "Speak, speak up! One by one, you're all mute! How do we fix my approval rating? How do we extinguish Gong Yingchuan's arrogance? Speak up, Ruhou! Speak up!"

The chief of the think tank, Ru Hou, who had been named, raised his head and stood up. He had a young face, dark eyes, and a strong physique. He wore a black trench coat, a white shirt, trousers, and shiny black leather shoes.

He walked up to the federal president, his voice slightly hoarse: "My dear president, it's just fire and flooding, these have nothing to do with you, you don't need to worry!"

The federal president stared with his eyes almost bulging out: "What do you mean I don't need to worry? My approval rating was 70%, and now it's down to 20%, 20%, 20%. Do you know what 20 means?"

Ru Hou said calmly, "I know that the concept of 20% means that when your term is up, you will have no chance to run for re-election."

"If it drops another 5%, even if you don't finish your term, as long as the two parties in Parliament reach an agreement, they can remove you from the presidency."

The federal president was impatient, spitting as he spoke: "Since you know this, why don't you hurry up and think of a solution? I need approval ratings, I need approval ratings."

Compared to the fiery temper of the Federal President, he was like a still pond, calm and unmoved by any ripples. Even his voice remained steady, his pace steady: "Mr. President, I've said it before, fire and flood have nothing to do with you."

"Even if the Federation is surrounded by other countries, it has nothing to do with you. You have already given the order, but the military doesn't listen to you. They don't listen to you at all. What does it have to do with you? It has absolutely nothing to do with you!"

"What you need to do now is to let people manipulate public opinion. After all, public opinion is the lifeblood of a country. Whoever controls public opinion controls the lifeblood of a country."

Upon hearing this, the federal president calmed down strangely, squinting at the young man in front of him. He had been in the presidency for so long, and this man was someone he couldn't separate from.

What this man said isn't without merit; it makes a lot of sense. As long as public opinion is controlled and the winds are shifted, the people of the Federation are still easy to fool.

But simply manipulating public opinion is not enough; concrete actions are also needed.

The Federal President looked at Ru Hou and said, "Chief Ru, could you find a way to send a superhuman to kill Jiang Si, who is holding back his efforts to kill the enemy?"

"Kill the Jiang Si who let the water flow?" Ru Hou's calm voice rose slightly: "Your Majesty, what are you thinking? Gong Yingchuan alone in the conference room can make you jump up and down, let alone others."

"You want to kill her? Send someone to kill her. Who can kill her?" Ru Hou pointed at the holographic projection displayed by the Federal President: "Your Excellency, among the people you know, whose fire-based abilities are as powerful as hers, and whose water-based abilities are as powerful as hers?"

"No, not a single one. How could you have killed her?"

The federal president gritted his teeth and said, "Using human wave tactics and firearms tactics, no matter how powerful she is, I don't believe we can't kill her when faced with nuclear weapons and radiation."

“As long as I kill her, I believe my approval rating will definitely go up. Moreover, I don’t believe that the Troia Empire, the Merfolk, the Fourth Civilization, and so on will completely break ties with the Federation because of a dead person.”

Ru Hou's calm face, his eyebrows slightly raised, his hands raised, clapping his hands.

Three resounding slaps echoed in the Federal President's office.

The nearly 200-year-old federal president's eyes lit up with joy: "Ruhou, you think my idea is feasible, and you support me, right?"

"Alright, I'll leave this to you. Kill her. How much money do you want? I'll give you whatever you want. It's best to do a live stream when you kill her, so that everyone in the entire Abel Galaxy knows that those who oppose me will perish, and those who obey me will prosper!"

Ru Hou took a step back and spread his hands: "I'm sorry, Mr. President, your idea is not feasible, and I cannot support you."

"Her power is undeniable even through the screen. You want me to go and die, Mr. President? I can't do it. Even if you gave me all your wealth, I still couldn't do it."

"Like a mythical beast..."

Ruhou interrupted the Federal President, correcting him and reminding him: "I am the chief of your think tank, not the captain of your suicide squad!"

“You’re sending me to my death? My life isn’t a life. You can buy my life with any amount of money. Mr. President, have you forgotten that I don’t need your money? I only came to be the chief of your think tank because I felt sorry for you at your age.”

"Oh, it seems you've forgotten how you invited me out, forgotten what you promised me. That's why you've ended up like this, where even Gong Yingchuan can point his finger at you and shoot you."

"you……"

"I'm here!" Ruhou replied. "But you want me to kill someone whose overwhelming pressure I can feel even through the screen? I can't do it. You'll have to find someone else. I have other things to do today, so I'll take my leave!"

After saying this, Ruhou strode away without looking back.

The other members of the think tank exchanged glances and then left.

Only the president's bodyguards remained in his office.

The federal president slapped his own chief advisor in the face, and the slap was even harder and louder than the one from Gong Yingchuan.

What angered him made him increasingly convinced that his idea was feasible. He could do without a think tank, and even less with that lousy chief; he could do it all himself.

The federal president turned his gaze to his bodyguards, who were all superhumans hired at great expense. They didn't have much to do besides protecting him; it was time for them to show their skills.

The federal president ordered his bodyguards: "You, you, you, do you see that Jiang Si in the video? You, you, you, set off immediately, find her, capture her, and livestream the process of killing her!"