Yanliu's eyes flashed. She had originally planned to take her little master and the others out to play and stroll around. A six-month-old baby shouldn't be treated like a hothouse flower.

Especially the owner's child, who faces more than the average person, has to face and cope with these things from a very young age, starting when they are babbling at 6 months old and beginning to understand the outside world.

"Look how scared you are! I just meant to stroll around the palace!" Yanliu changed the subject: "Not anywhere outside the palace!"

Agares knew she hadn't meant it that way before, but since she said it, he didn't call her out: "Anywhere but outside the palace, right under my nose, or under His Majesty's nose, is fine!"

"I won't bother you any longer, farewell!" Yan Liu raised an eyebrow, then walked towards Ling Xi, reached out and touched the two children's chubby little faces before leaving the palace where Agares was.

Agares was neither surprised nor astonished by Yanliu's hostility towards him. After all, he had not always put his wife first, and it was all his fault that his wife had suffered such a great calamity and that their children had been separated from them.

Agares stood up, walked to the bedside, kissed Jiang Si's forehead, glanced at the sleeping child, and continued with his work.

Yanliu returned to her palace, reverted to her original form, took a bath, and emerged wearing a nightgown and robe, her long hair flowing. She then slumped onto the sofa and logged onto the internet.

As an ancient monster thousands of years old, even without transforming into a human, he is conscious and intelligent. He can learn the language of the Abel Galaxy by reading a little explanation.

Moreover... there will be no voice recording, and the voice accuracy rate is as high as 99%. So, Yanliu searched online for what makes the most money.

That's right, she wants to make money, to buy the most luxurious spaceship in the Abel system, and to buy the best defensive weapons for Earth.

Once their master wakes up and Shu Xubai comes to take him away, they will return to Earth and cordon off the planet, making it inaccessible to just anyone from the Abel Galaxy.

They need to know that they are the masters of the earth, the true masters of the earth, not these foreign gold diggers who can come and wreak havoc on the earth at will.

Yan Liu asked online what the most profitable industry is, and the answer given was: "The most profitable industry is listed in the criminal law!"

Yanliu, this ancient monster who is thousands of years old, went straight to the criminal law in order to make money. What she found were things like the sale of human organs, how to smuggle, illegal mining and selling of minerals, and all sorts of drugs!

She studied several pages and found that all of this seemed to be less than what she earned from walking in a single fashion show. An insider told her today that she earns 50 million for walking in a single show, including taxes!

So the answers given online are inaccurate. 500 billion, that's 50 million per show, how many shows would that require? She couldn't calculate it…

Hmm, it seems like you can make money doing mental energy therapy. A regular mental energy cleansing session can cost between 300 and 800 star coins per person.

Deep mental energy cleansing, the kind that doesn't require treatment, costs between 1,000 and 5,000 per session. The kind that requires treatment starts at 3,000 per session.

The higher the level of a healer's mental strength, the higher the price for mental strength manipulation. For example, a top-tier 7th-level plant healer can easily charge 6, 7, or 8 figures for a mental strength manipulation.

Yan Liu stared intently at the personal terminal, then searched for the place where the most people needed to sort out their mental energy, where she could make a lot of money at once.

You won't believe it until you search, and what you find will shock you. Soldiers in the Imperial Army need to regularly manage their mental energy and undergo gene therapy. The Empire has been actively recruiting plant-based healers of level 3 and above.

Moreover, the Troia Empire has ten legions, and the total number of people in the ten legions has expanded to ten million. She sorted it out. If each person is worth 1,000, then 10 million people is 1 billion or 10 billion?

Wow, whether it's 1 billion or 10 billion, it means money comes in fast! With this money, you can order a spaceship in advance, pay a deposit to reserve it, and also buy all kinds of weapons.

Yanliu thought of a way to make money, which put her mind at ease a little. Then she remembered that she had arranged to stay at Jiang Dandan's place that night, but Jiang Dandan hadn't arrived yet.

Wearing her nightgown, Yanliu rushed past in a gust of wind and arrived at the palace next door. She saw Hunter sitting at the table, his back straight, with a holographic projection screen above his eyes, and documents and a computer tablet on the table.

Yan Liu raised an eyebrow and said lightly, "Oh my, what kind of look is this?"

Hunter reached out and gathered his spiritual power, covering Jiang Dandan, who had transformed into a dragon on his lap, coiling around his waist and hooking his wrist as she slept. He lifted his eyelids and said, "Whatever you think it should look like, that's what it should look like!"

Yanliu walked barefoot, her long nightgown reaching the ground. She reached out and beckoned to Hunter with her finger.

The hunter lifted an eyelid: "Am I a dog? Do you think I'd let you seduce me like that?"

Yan Liu was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head and laughed: "Your lame joke is really funny!"

The hunter's dry humor: "Thanks for the compliment!"

"Don't mention it!" Yanliu snorted when she saw his serious expression. "Even if you were a dog, I wouldn't seduce you. Give me that little thing on your waist; she said she'd sleep with me tonight!"

Hunter coldly stared at Willow: "It's a female dragon, and you're a female willow. Let it sleep with you; it won't upset me!"

Yan Liu's smile deepened, deliberately trying to annoy the hunter: "Who's trying to upset you? Stop flattering yourself. I just happen to like the little one who's wrapped around your waist."

"What's wrong with you? You're allowed to like it, but I'm not allowed to like it?"

The hunter coldly and domineeringly declared his ownership: "You may like it, but I forgot to tell you, it's mine, it's my fiancé!"