A barrage of comments like this made Jiang Si seriously suspect that her cheap husband was disciplining his subordinates in the legion.

Look at how these dozen or so grown men have been made to cry and wail, calling themselves children.

She chuckled as she was about to participate in the lucky draw, saying, "Alright, no lucky draw today. See you next time, goodbye."

The dozen or so vice-generals of the Cor Star Hunting Legion: "..."

And their platoon leaders and squad leaders: "..."

What happened to the promise that the lady would know them?

fraud!

Wei Chi slurped his words, "Can we eat now?"

He secretly reached for the egg pancake.

Jiang Si pushed an egg pancake and a cup of fruit tea in front of Wei Chi, and turned on the payment page on her personal computer: "Thank you for your patronage, the total is 500 star coins."

Wei Chi suddenly straightened up and raised his voice: "500 star coins?"

Jiang Si glanced sideways: "You think it's too much?"

Wei Chi scanned the package with his personal terminal and grinned like an idiot: "No, I'll give you a yearly subscription, 365 days a year, 500 star coins for breakfast a day, that's 200,000 star coins a year, happy cooperation!"

Before Jiang Si could even retract her hand, she had already shot herself in the foot.

The payment from Weichi Payment has arrived, so I grabbed the egg pancake.

Jiang Si withdrew her hand. "Even if you sign up for a year, it depends on my mood. If you climb through my window to wake me up again, I'll throw you out."

Wei Chi wolfed down his egg pancake, speaking incoherently.

Jiang Si didn't hear clearly, but anyway, she had already been warned.

She gave the robot two egg pancakes and two servings of fruit tea, asking it to deliver them to Gong Ming.

Then he looked up at his watch to check the time, and made another 10 egg pancakes and 10 cups of fruit tea.

He kept one egg pancake and two cups of fruit tea for himself, and packed the rest into a food box. Wei Chi reached out to grab it, saying, "I'll buy another one."

Jiang Si closed the box: "Excuse me, this is for my husband. You, get out of here."

Wei Chi stomped her foot: "So what if you have a husband?"

Jiang Si, infuriatingly smug, said, "Having a husband makes you so great, so what? You're jealous? If you're jealous, then find a husband and make me jealous too!"

"you……"

"Do you still want to eat next time?"

One move to kill.

Wei Chi's arrogant stomp instantly vanished, and he picked at his fingers in a wronged manner: "I want to eat my next meal. So what if you have a husband? Fine, okay!"

"That's more like it!" Jiang Si snorted arrogantly, wrote a note, and stuffed it into the box.

He picked up the suitcase, went out, put it into the portal, and arrived at the large playground with Wei Chi.

A large playground that can accommodate nearly 100,000 people.

Those standing here now are only freshmen from various departments.

One department, one position.

Seeing that almost everyone had taken their places, Wei Chi greeted Jiang Si and then hurriedly ran to the last position in the mecha department.

There's no one in the culinary department.

Jiang Si didn't plan to go either. She hid in the shade of a tree, thinking about what was happening. While she was washing up, her master sent her a message saying, "Little darling, today is the freshmen's military training. Military training isn't very fun, but it's better than staying at school. You can use your master's privileges to go out and play with them for a month. When you come back, bring me a tiger head and a tiger skin."

"Tiger head, tiger skin, what's the point of wearing this?" Jiang Si muttered to herself, raising her personal terminal to examine tigers from the interstellar era.

You wouldn't know unless you looked it up.

What I found out was shocking.

Were the Siberian tiger and South China tiger of ancient Earth ferocious enough?

Tigers in the interstellar age are even more ferocious than these.

The smallest weighs 10 times the weight of a Siberian tiger, and the largest is 15.20 times the weight of a Siberian tiger.

Although they are called tigers, their mutated appearance is more like that of saber-toothed tigers from the ancient Ice Age of Earth. Their two long fangs are thicker than a normal person's wrist, and the hairs on their long tails stand up like steel spikes.

"This tiger looks quite cute, want to catch one to play with?" A hoarse male voice came from beside Jiang Si.

Her voice was somewhat similar to her cheap husband's husky voice, yet not quite.

But Jiang Si, who is a voice enthusiast, said that she could also use this voice.

She turned her head and saw a man who was about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a camouflage instructor's uniform, with a slim waist, narrow shoulders, and long legs.

Her purple eyes were like water-drenched purple grapes, beautiful purple jade. Her eyebrows and eyes were heroic, her features were handsome, and her long hair, which hung down to her ears, was tied into a small bun like Yan Qi's.

Even in his camouflage instructor uniform, he couldn't hide his noble air and proud demeanor.

"It's quite cute, but I can't catch it." Jiang Si clicked to save the picture of the tiger, closed the personal terminal, and said with a regretful expression.

Anyone who can call a tiger with its long fangs "cute" either has real talent or is just showing off.

The man before her exuded an air of nobility, and Jiang Si chose him because he was truly capable of putting on a show and could kill this tiger with long fangs.

The man raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile: "That's not necessarily true. The location for the new students' military training this time is the original Planet 3 near the planet Kor in the 10th interstellar space. Planet 3 has a lot of these little cuties."

Approaching Kor?

The planet where my cheap husband lives?

"That's wonderful! I wonder if you're coming with us? I wonder if we could ask you for help..."

"It's time." The man gently interrupted Jiang Si. "Return to your unit. You can stand anywhere."

After saying that, he lifted his long legs and walked away.

Jiang Si watched his retreating figure, not caring where she stood.

This sounds like there's a back door involved, or that they're giving special privileges?

To prove this point, Jiang Si ran to the last row of the mecha department and stood next to Wei Chi.

Wei Chi stared at her as if she'd seen a ghost: "What are you doing in the mecha department, a culinary arts major?"

Jiang Si raised her chin slightly, gesturing for him to look ahead: "He told me to stand anywhere."

Wei Chi looked in the direction she indicated, his voice trembling as he exclaimed in surprise, "How could it be him?"

Jiang Si approached Wei Chi: "You know him?"

Wei Chi nodded heavily, then shook his head: "I know him, but he doesn't know me."

Jiang Si nudged him with her hand: "Stop keeping me in suspense, hurry up and tell me."

Wei Chi covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, "He is General Bo Jichen, who commands the 150,000-strong Imperial Guard of the Capital Star."

Jiang Si held her breath for a moment, coughed, and then calmed down: "Are you kidding me? A general, coming here to be an instructor, how crazy must he be to do something like this?"

"Keep your voice down, you piece of trash from this garbage planet, I haven't finished speaking yet," Wei Chi said in a low, disdainful voice.

Jiang Si admitted her mistake and corrected it, like a well-behaved child: "Please continue, please continue."

Wei Chi shifted his position, bending his legs so that he couldn't be seen from the front: "The general title isn't the key point. The key point is that he is His Majesty's brother-in-law and the Empress's own brother."

"The Queen's own brother?" Jiang Si's eyes flashed forward. It was Agares's sister-in-law's brother. So she had to call him her brother-in-law?

“Yes, the current Empress’s older brother, and the Empress’s twin.” Wei Chi said, secretly reaching out with his hand equipped with a personal terminal and tapping: “This is Her Majesty the Empress. Aren’t they exactly the same except for the length of their hair?”