Chu Xi noticed that her commander was staring at the personal terminal on his wrist. The terminal was currently focused on Miss A Jiang, and occasionally Eisent's boastful voice could be heard from it.

He swallowed hard and said softly, "Commander, Miss A-Jiang is the top student in the Planting Department. She should have been personally selected by Yan Qi, the director of the Planting Department at my school."

Only his senior could have personally chosen her to be the chief, someone who lacks both mental strength and physical ability.

Agares lifted his eyelids, a hint of anger flashing in his dark eyes, his cold voice leaving no room for argument, "Tell your senior, Miss A-Jiang's husband is from the Hunter Legion."

"Let him remind others not to be too intimate with Miss A-Jiang, so as not to affect her relationship with her husband."

"Call the Imperial Education Bureau again and tell them to thoroughly publicize the protection of marriages for frontline combat personnel in criminal and marriage laws throughout all schools in the Empire, especially the Fifth Military Academy, and give them special reminders."

Popularize criminal law?

Marriage Law?

Moore stood ramrod straight to the side and blurted out, seemingly without thinking, "Physical contact is inevitable in military school, isn't that normal? Why bother explaining criminal law and marriage law?"

As expected of you.

You idiot.

Chu Xi shivered from the coldness of her own team leader.

That idiot Moore is still walking into the line of fire; he silently lit a candle for Moore in his heart.

Agareth glanced sideways: "Colonel Moore, by 8 p.m. tonight, all the mechs must be thoroughly cleaned and then loaded with 300 miles of weight."

Mole: "!!!!"

What did he say wrong?

In military academies, there's no distinction between men and women; when they fight, they'd want to kill each other, okay?

"Yes, Commander. I will definitely convey your message to my senior." Chu Xi said firmly, "Like the Commander, I will absolutely not allow anyone to ruin my comrade's marriage."

Agares glanced down at Chuxi's personal terminal again. The girl inside seemed oblivious to her position as the chief, sitting there like a listless spectator.

"Commander-in-Chief." Chu Xi called out as she saw her commander turn and leave.

Agares paused, glancing sideways with utter indifference, as if to say, "If there's nothing important, just wait here for your execution."

Chu Xi, her scalp tingling and legs trembling, said in a deep voice, "Reporting to the commander, Colonel Moore won a prize in Madam's live stream last night."

"The spiritual energy contained in the apple pectin you won the lottery is different from the apple pectin that your wife specially requested for you from a level 7 plant therapist. The first impression is the smell."

"Your spiritual energy is purer and more concentrated, while Colonel Moore's seems to only contain the spiritual energy from the fruit."

Agareth paused for a moment: "Let's do an experiment comparing the two. I need the results in half an hour."

Chu Xi stood at attention and saluted: "Yes, Commander."

Agares lifted his foot and left.

Mo'er lunged forward, trying to grab Chu Xi by the neck: "You traitor! Not only did you sell me out, but you also tried to steal my apple pectin. Didn't you get the prize yourself?"

Chu Xi dodged quickly enough, causing him to miss his target: "That's right, I need to keep some for myself to eat and do experiments, I can't take yours."

"you……"

"Hurry up, stop talking nonsense and take out your apple pectin. The coach is waiting for the test results."

Moor was furious, but he had no choice but to obey his coach's orders. Reluctantly, he took out apple pectin from his spatial storage and handed it over, gritting his teeth and saying painfully, "Use less for the experiment, leave more for me."

Chu Xi scooped up the apple pouch, stuffed it into her spatial storage, patted his shoulder, and said, "Wash your mech thoroughly and try to finish the 300-mile run with the load by tomorrow morning. Good luck!"

Moore: "!!!"

Jiang Si yawned, feeling drowsy as she listened.

Eisen, the chief of the combat department, has been talking for half an hour already, and he's still not even halfway through.

"So long-winded." Wei Chi leaned closer to Jiang Si, took out two candies from his spatial button, and handed one to Jiang Si: "Just like his dad."

Jiang Si wiped away the tears that had welled up from yawning, and took the candy he offered. "His dad, is he someone you know?"

Wei Chi popped the candy into his mouth, secretly turned on his personal terminal, brought up a page, and showed it to Jiang Si, "He's not an acquaintance. His father is a member of the conference and has a lot of influence in the conference hall."

"In addition, their family is related to the royal family. This talkative guy did a lot of bad things when he was a kid on the capital planet."

“If it weren’t for his father using his aristocratic privileges to suppress him, he would have been in jail long ago. The StarNet has records of it. Look, it’s this talkative guy.”

Jiang Si's gaze fell on his personal computer, where the page contained negative information about Eisent.

He's clearly not a talkative weirdo, he's a total brat, and the shameless kind of brat at that. The worst part is, according to gossip, this brat, as soon as he turned 18, secretly went to a fertility bank with no fewer than 10 girls to have children.

He even declared that he would marry whoever bore him a child.

"This is so long-winded, weird, and disgusting," Jiang Si exclaimed after reading it, then unwrapped the candy in her hand and threw it into her mouth.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the candy touched her lips, her expression changed instantly, and she spat it out.

But the spitting sound was so loud that everyone above and below turned to look at it.

Eisent's boastful talk was also interrupted, and he looked at him with extremely unfriendly eyes.

"What is this rubbish? It tastes awful!" Jiang Si spat out, then wiped her lips and tongue with her hand, glaring at Wei Chi.

The packaging looked like candy, and the colors were bright and attractive. The taste was like swallowing poop. She had thought Wei Chi was a complete idiot, but she never expected him to give her poop to eat.

Wei Chi looked utterly innocent under the glare. This was a candy specially formulated to repair genetic damage, specially prepared by the Central Gene Hospital of the Capital Star.

His mother spent a lot of money and effort to get it done for him, just in case he cried from the pain of genetic damage.

However, with so many people watching from both the stage and the audience, Wei Chi panicked and tugged at Jiang Si, whispering, "Keep it down...keep it down, everyone's watching."

Jiang Si then realized that there was no sound. She looked up and saw that everyone's eyes were on her.

So she had just interrupted the "talkative brat's" individualistic speech and attracted everyone's attention.

It's okay. As long as you're not embarrassed, it's others who will be.

Jiang Si coughed lightly, ignoring the smell of feces in her mouth, slowly sat up straight, and raised her clear, loud voice, saying, "Chief Eisen of the Combat Department, what you said was so wonderful, so wonderful that I couldn't help but interrupt you and want to applaud you. Please accept my applause!"

Jiang Si clapped her hands as she spoke, and even nudged Wei Chi with her elbow: "Clap your hands!"

Wei Chi snapped out of his daze and, with an awkward yet polite gesture, raised his hand and clapped his hands repeatedly. Following Jiang Si's words, he showered Escent with compliments: "Yes, Chief Escent, you are truly amazing and outstanding. Your learning experience and your diligent study are a model for us all and an idol for us to learn from. Please accept our sincerest applause."