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...
This is the first time that Prince Troia, the commander-in-chief of the Troia Empire, has been publicly scorned and threatened.
Agares didn't even raise an eyebrow at this, his mechanical voice remaining unchanged: "He knows I'm looking for him, yet he's making it so public, letting the whole country know. It seems Miss Ajahn is extremely familiar with him and doesn't want me to find him."
Chu Xi asked, "Could it be that A Jiang's ability to crush the insectoid parasite's head is related to this level 7 plant healer?"
Agares paused for a moment, not answering Chuxi's question, but instead turning her gaze to Moer: "What else did she say on the StarNet?"
Mohr quickly said, "She only posted this one message on the StarNet, but Commander, her account has the highest level of security. If you want to investigate, you need the signatures of the Council of Councilors, the Council of Elders, and His Majesty. Otherwise, you will be violating the laws of the Empire."
“No,” Agares suddenly said, “Being able to set the highest level of concealment for a StarNet account, especially a new account, can only mean that he is higher than Tier 7. Only then would the Imperial AI grant him the special privilege of hiding his true identity at the highest level.”
The AI of the mainframe is a great invention of the Troia Empire; it can automatically identify the level of mental strength.
For those with higher levels, they will be automatically classified as hidden, thus ensuring the secrecy of their identity and preventing other countries from discovering it and carrying out assassinations or entrapments.
Chu Xi covered her mouth, unable to believe it: "If that's the case, Commander, your health..."
Agares raised his hand to stop him from speaking: "Set sail, return to the capital planet."
Mo'er and Chu Xi tensed up and gave a military salute: "Yes, Commander."
Jiang Si saw Yan Qi off with two and a half bunches of grapes, closed the door, and registered on the StarNet that she was a level 7 plant-based healer.
Because behind her account was a Level 7 plant therapist certified by the StarNet mastermind, she instantly became the hottest topic on the StarNet.
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"Dad, look at me, look at me! My genes have been broken since I was little. Please, Dad, pick me and heal me. I don't care how many star coins it costs."
"Dad, don't listen to the nonsense upstairs. Look at me. All I need is for you to wave your little finger and heal me a little, and I'll be your son right away."
"Dad, all I want to know is when the fruit that cures gene corruption will be available?"
"Yes, I want to know when the fruit that cures gene collapse will be available on the +computer account."
Hundreds of millions of people in the Troia Empire followed Jiang Si and shamelessly called her "Daddy" in the comments, begging her to "click" on them.
Looking at this group of shameless guys, Jiang Si took out the sliced lemon from the refrigerator and scooped out a seed from it.
The seed instantly grew into a lemon tree in my hand, and the lemon tree was full of bright yellow lemons.
Jiang Si held the lemon tree in one hand, took a picture with her personal computer, and posted it on the StarNet: "Don't call me Dad. I'm thinking about how to win over my husband. Come on, count how many fruits are on this lemon tree. If you count correctly, I'll treat you to lemons."
She sent it out.
The news has exploded again on StarNet.
"Chasing after a husband? So this isn't the dad, it's the mom?"
"Hey bro, don't be so rigid about gender! Why are you chasing after my husband? I'm chasing after you!"
"The boss's husband is so ungrateful, he actually let the boss pursue him, I'm so jealous."
"As a paleo-Earth enthusiast, I just checked a book. Lemons, plants from before the apocalypse of ancient Earth, have juicy, crisp fruits with a rich aroma and are rich in citric acid, earning them the title of 'citric acid warehouse.'"
"Of course, it can also be described as a lemon, which makes someone feel sour and jealous. So I can tell you all with certainty that the big boss deliberately created this lemon so that we would feel sour ourselves."
“…”
The advantage of the StarNet explosion is that it instantly silenced the speculation about who the princess consort was.
Jiang Si was satisfied.
I've managed to keep my disguise. If Yan Qi dares to reveal that she's a princess consort, I'll just twist his head off. Anyway, he's no match for me.
I put the lemon tree into the space button.
Jiang Si started browsing the online marketplace on Xingwang.
Buy pots, pans, and utensils; natural food.
I bought some natural food and saw chicken.
Since she had a lemon tree, she thought of lemon chicken feet.
Fortunately, in the interstellar era, chickens haven't mutated too much. Apart from having two extra legs and two wings to fly, their size is about the same as before the apocalypse on ancient Earth.
I bought five pieces of ginger shreds in one go.
Seeing that she bought a lot, the seller even offered to give her two packs of chicken feet that others didn't want.
In the command room of the warship.
Agares was using the light screen to direct the frontline combat personnel on Kor to prepare for defense and deal with the Zerg corpses. His personal computer chimed: "Hello, esteemed Imperial Bank user, your wife has purchased food in the StarNet Mall for 3 million Star Coins, including chopsticks, bowls, ladles, natural plant-based foods, 5 mutated chickens, and some seasonings."
On the other side of the screen, there was an instant silence.
What did they all hear?
The head coach's wife is buying food; is she planning to cook for the head coach?
Agares frowned slightly. He couldn't return to Cole Star anytime soon. After going to the capital star, he would have to go back to the 5th star system to find her and divorce her.
He raised the hand carrying the quantum computer, tapped a few times on it to block all account-related information, and looked up at the screen: "Notify everyone in the Hunting Legion that if they are looking for a partner, the other person must be at least 20 years old when they register for marriage."
On the other end of the screen: "..."
Below 20? I can't find any above 60 at all.
Moore secretly wiped away cold sweat, feeling like he was doomed.
Agares glanced sideways at Mor and then said to the screen, "Everyone's training will be tripled. I'll check it when I get back. Meeting adjourned."
He turned off the light screen.
On the other side of the screen, the members of the hunting legion were wailing in agony.
Who on earth angered the head coach? He tripled their training, isn't he trying to kill them with all that training?
The highly efficient interstellar era.
I ordered something, and it was delivered in half an hour.
The living room was piled high with stuff.
I sorted out the ginger slices one by one, categorized them, and put them in the refrigerator and kitchen.
At that moment, Xia Pu entered using his personal terminal.
Jiang Si casually tapped the screen, her hands still busy, without looking at the personal terminal again, and asked, "Hello boss, have you eaten?"
Xia Pu saw information about a level 7 healing plant healer online and thought of the fruit that Miss A Jiang had sold him.
And she made him lie to His Highness Agares. He thought that the fruit Miss Ajahn sold was very likely grown by a level 7 plant healer.
In addition, after eating half of the fruit, he felt a warm current flowing through his body.
He couldn't wait to call his personal terminal again.
"Not yet. I'd like to ask, what you said today about me picking up fruit tomorrow, are you referring to lemons?" Xia Pu asked cautiously.
Jiang Si paused, raised her eyelids, and looked at Xia Pu in the quantum computer. This was not a ready-made fruit seller. Once the fruit passed through his hands, the address could not be traced, and her identity as a therapist could be concealed.
"Yes, I obtained the lemon from the 7th-level plant healer and have full authority over this entire lemon tree. If it's convenient for you, come over now and we can discuss the sales."