Looking at his unkempt, freckled, pockmarked face, so ugly it was outrageous, and then at the piles of government documents on the ground, Quan Jian's inner rage exploded, and she cursed, "Are you sick in the head?!"

Fu Huan wasn't angry or annoyed; instead, she asked, "Do you have medicine?"

Quanjian chuckled, clenched her fist, and waved it at him: "I don't have medicine, I have fists, free for you, how many do you want?"

Fu Huan squatted down in front of her, elbows on her knees: "Fists aside, this is the interstellar age, a civilized society, we don't do violent aesthetics. What's going on? Tell me!"

He was crying pitifully, though there were no tears. He didn't want to care about her, but she was ugly and didn't even have any. It was a disgrace to the fish to be reduced to this state.

Especially now on Earth, although there are very few people, those who are from various countries are all rich and powerful bastards in disguise.

The deep sea and the shallow sea are interdependent; one prospers, the other suffers. For the sake of intermarriage and prosperity for both species, he must take action when necessary and not let the clownfish ban intermarriage in a fit of anger.

Quanjian sniffed, his nose and eyes were red even though he hadn't shed a tear, as if he had been bullied badly. He pouted and looked at Fu Huan: "It's nothing, I just made my High Priest angry. He wants to hit me and make me do chores."

Fu Huan was surprised: "You hit me? These days, isn't gentle education the norm? Why did you actually hit me?"

Quanjian raised the red coral ruler: "Use this to hit me."

The bright red coral ruler is beautifully polished, smooth like jade, and as red as blood. It's not long, only about half a meter.

Fu Huan reached for the ruler, weighed it in her hand, and said, "You're already ugly, and now your high priest is using this to hit you. What if he makes you even uglier?"

Quanjian instantly bristled: "Can't you speak properly? If you can't speak properly, you're barking like a dog."

Fu Huan grinned at her, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and used the ruler in her hand to poke at the folder on the ground: "Besides hitting you, what are these things he has?"

Quanjian lowered her gaze, about to blurt out that these were all matters of state for the Great Western Kingdom, when her eyes darkened and an idea came to her: "Homework, this is homework, homework assigned to me by the High Priest!"

Fu Huan was incredulous and shocked for 300 years: "Homework? You, the dignified Queen of the Deep Sea, have your High Priest assigning you homework? You're such a miserable queen!"

There are hundreds of millions of them in the shallow sea. They reproduce and are powerful, but their ability to control water is not as good as that of the deep sea mermaids. Their genes are broken and their mental strength is unstable, so the mermaids they give birth to are prone to dying young and are just ordinary mermaids.

They are numerous, but very few are truly capable fighters, resilient, and able to manipulate the seawater freely, like springs and streams.

Deep-sea mermaids are different. There are about 10 million of them. Their population is small, not because they cannot reproduce, but because they are lazy and unwilling to reproduce. They prefer monogamy with one offspring, or they are single and do not have offspring.

The Queen of the Deep Sea, this clownfish, although unreliable and he always finds her disagreeable, is a powerful, mysterious, beautiful, and revered figure in the eyes of all the shallow-sea mermaids.

Now this fish, who is revered like the sun and the moon, is being treated like a child, given homework and having its hands slapped. My goodness, the filter has shattered into pieces, and no one would believe it if I told them.

Quanjian put her hand on her leg and pinched herself hard. The pain spread, making her eyes even redder and her look even more pitiful: "Who says it isn't true? When I was in the deep sea, I was dealing with government affairs day and night. Now that I've finally come out to play, I still have homework to do."

"Look, look, this much homework, the high priest wants me to finish it in three days, and he said if I don't finish it in three days, he'll beat my hands to pieces."

Fu Huan hissed, picked up a folder from the ground, and quickly scanned it: "This assignment doesn't look too difficult. It's similar to some government affairs, with similar templates. Add your own ideas, and it should be done in a few minutes."

Upon hearing this, Quanjian was overjoyed, but his pitiful look deepened. "But I've never seen a template like this before, and I'm so scared by the High Priest that I don't have any ideas of my own."

"What should I do? What should I do? The high priest wants me to finish this in three days. I don't want to get beaten, I don't want to be punished, you ugly monster, waaaah, what should I do?"

Quanjian started howling again, a typical case of all bark and no bite, or even no rain at all.

"What do we do?" Fu Huan's head was throbbing from her crying. "This is so simple. I can finish it for you in two days, not three. Come on, I'll teach you how to do it."

Quanjian inwardly screamed like a groundhog, but he couldn't show it on his face: "You'll teach me how to do it? Really? I call you ugly every day, are you really willing to help me?"

Fu Huan: "..."

Tsk, the high priest of the deep-sea mermaid clan, look what he's done to the dignified queen.

It made her lose all confidence, looking pitiful and pathetic.

Fu Huan reached out and picked up all the documents piled on the ground: "I'm really willing to help you with this. Wipe your eyes and come with me."

Quanjian bit her lower lip, not to hold back tears of emotion, but to avoid laughing out loud. So she bit her lower lip to suppress her laughter: "Okay, thank you, Fu Huan. I will never call you ugly again. I will be good to you from now on."

Damn, tool fish, tool fish, found the tool fish.

Who says you have to do government work yourself?

There were dried fish tools. After they were dried, they were shown to the high priest. If they were deemed suitable, they were sent down to the lower ranks.

If it doesn't work, we can revise it again. Anyway, she won't lose out this time!

"Alright, alright, get up now!" Fu Huan held documents and government affairs in one hand and stretched out the other to her: "What kind of behavior is it for Her Majesty the Queen to sit on the ground wailing like a banshee?"

What does it look like? Like a shark? What does it look like?

Anyway, she won't look like a mermaid.

Quanjian inwardly complained, but outwardly feigned innocence. He reached out and took the man's hand, got up from the ground, and followed him to his room.

Cangying took the little green dragon egg and entered her own space, landing in the pool of water within.

The clear water washed away his fatigue, and a green willow branch and a black dragon scale appeared in his palm.

The two things in his hand formed a stark contrast. He slowly tightened his grip, making a fist, and held the black scales of the willow twig tightly in his hand.

The golden dragon's tail floated in the pool. The person leaned against the pool, closed their eyes, and clenched their fist, never opening it. Blood flowed from their palm, but the blood fell into the pool and disappeared.

"Master, what's fun and profitable?" Yanliu asked her master curiously as he pulled her outside their residence.

Jiang Si stared at her, stomped her foot on the ground, and the ground seemed to tremble. A powerful mental energy wave, visible to the naked eye, spread out and transformed into nutrients that all living things on Earth love.

Jiang Si opened her mouth and said, "I want to completely restore the Earth!"

Yan Liu frowned slightly, her expression darkening: "Master's intention is to use pure plant-based spiritual power to repair and purify the Earth, allowing all life forms on Earth, including zombies, to upgrade and evolve, turning them into humans as much as possible, and making them as sentient as possible!"