I Rely on Birthing Babies to Become Popular Across the Interstellar

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...

Chapter 838 The Marshal took his wife away.

Manual assistance?

Manual assistance?

Manual assistance?

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

Oh my god!

What kind of insolent and lewd words are these?

"Ahhh!" Jiang Si screamed repeatedly, struggling desperately: "I don't want it, I don't want help, I'm still a child, you beast, let me go, let me go, let me go..."

"Smack!"

Agares slapped his struggling wife's bottom, his voice hoarse: "You set a fire, and you think you can just run away without putting it out? It's not that easy."

Jiang Si was completely stunned when she was hit. By the time she realized what was happening, she had been taken into the bathroom and thrown into the swimming pool, where water splashed everywhere.

She struggled in the bath, trying to climb out with her hands and feet, but Agares, who was right next to her in the tub, scooped her up and grabbed her hand...

It was late at night.

From the room adorned with glittering stars, a soft, reproachful voice drifted out: "Agares, my hand hurts~~ it hurts~"

"It's my fault, I'll give you a good smother..."

"You bad guy~~"

"Yeah, I'm a bad guy, I'm a bad guy..."

"Hmph, get lost, I want to sleep..."

"Okay!" Agares pulled his wife into his arms, holding her tightly, his chin resting on the top of her head: "I've already gone far away, sweetie, go to sleep..."

He patted her back, like he was comforting a child, soothing and patting her.

Jiang Si felt utterly cheated, turned around, and bit his neck. She tasted blood, ground her teeth, and then let go, ignoring him and going to sleep.

The next day!

Jiang Si felt the bed shake slightly, slowly woke up, and stared at the white ceiling.

She blinked, rubbed her eyes, then closed them again, then opened them again. The ceiling was wrong; the color of the ceiling was wrong. The ceiling in her room wasn't this color.

Jiang Si suddenly sat up and all she could see was dark green. The huge bed had become a tiny bed of only 1.5 meters. She jumped off the bed and tried to open the door, but it wouldn't open. She then saw the window.

She ran to the window and looked out. Outside was a moving sea of ​​stars, which meant that she was no longer on the capital planet, but on a spaceship or warship.

She glanced at the head of the bed and saw the personal computer there.

She walked over, picked up the personal computer, and put it on her wrist. When she tried to turn it on, she found that the personal computer was off.

As soon as she turned on her phone, Agares' voice message came in.

She opened the voice message.

Agares' voice came through: "Jiang Jiang, we are on our way back to Cole Star. After you wake up, brush your teeth and wash your face, and the door will open automatically."

Back to Kor Star?

Didn't the Zerg already sign a peace treaty?

What are we going back to Kol Star for?

After listening to the voice message, Jiang Si pinched herself, wincing in pain. After grimacing, she thought about how she had been forcibly extinguished manually in the bathtub of the master bedroom at Abel Manor last night…

Jiang Si's face instantly burned, turning bright red. She took a slightly cool, lukewarm bath to cool down the fever.

Shaking her still slightly sore hands, she realized with deep understanding that her attempt to steal a chicken had backfired spectacularly.

Immediately afterward, Jiang Si's height returned to normal. She put on boots that reached her calves, shorts that reached her thighs, and a loose t-shirt, walked out of the bathroom, and came to the door.

The door she couldn't open before clicked open automatically, and then Lieutenant Moore handed her a food box: "Good morning, Madam, breakfast is served!"

Jiang Si looked at the pink food box, casually took two apples from her space, tossed one to Mo Er, and ate the other herself: "You eat breakfast, I'll just eat the apple. Where's your Marshal?"

Lieutenant Moore quickly reached out and took the apple, then put the food box that the marshal had asked him to give to his wife into his spatial storage. He then respectfully replied from beside his wife, "Reporting to Madam, the commander-in-chief is in the training room and said he would take you there."

"In the training room?" Jiang Si took a bite of her apple, chewed, and swallowed. "What's he doing in the training room?"

The lady's apples smell so good.

Even the apple in my hand smells good.

But I don't dare to eat it during work hours.

Moore couldn't help but swallow hard, becoming even more respectful: "Reporting to Madam, the commander's mind is as deep as the sea, beyond our comprehension, but he has already been in the training room for five hours."

It's been more than five hours.

The commander carried his wife onto the warship, and after settling her in, he went to the training ground. He sent his adjutant to guard his wife at the door, telling her to take her to the training room after she woke up.

What exactly did he take his wife there for?

Mohr boldly speculated that perhaps the head coach was just being vain, like a peacock displaying its tail feathers.

Jiang Si nodded to indicate that she understood, and began to munch on the apple. After finishing the apple, she stuffed the core into her spatial dimension and used her consciousness to plant the core in her vast space.

Before long, an apple tree grew in the vast space. The apple tree blossomed, and soon the branches were full of fruit.

Jiang Si picked two bunches of cherry tomatoes from her spatial storage, handed one to Mo Er, and urged him, "Eat up, don't be shy."

Fragrant cherry tomatoes.

A big, bright red apple.

Moore wanted to eat, but could only weakly say, "Madam, it's my work time now."

Jiang Si understood: "Oh, I'm sorry, I almost made you make a mistake. You should quickly put it into your spatial storage."

Moore quickly took it and put it into his spatial storage. "Thank you, Madam!"

Immediately afterwards, Moore saw his wife encounter someone on the warship and throw fruit at that person—apples, pears, tangerines, and some unknown fruit with purple patterns.

In short, from the room where the lady was resting to the training room, everyone who saw her along the way was hit by the fresh, unmutated fruit.

In no time, the entire warship knew that they were going to have a chance encounter with the lady.

The lady's spatial button contains countless fruits that are not available on the market.

Moreover, the lady is extremely generous. As soon as she sees you, without saying a word, she will throw fruit at you and force-feed you until you have no choice but to eat it.

The fruits that Jiang Si threw out were all grown in her space. She discovered that growing things in her space was similar to growing things with her mental power. Moreover, once the fruit trees took root, as long as there was mental power, they could cycle indefinitely, blooming, bearing fruit, and hanging fruit on the branches.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Si arrived at the training room.

The huge training room was filled with screams and "corpses strewn everywhere." Everywhere you looked, there were "corpses" wearing dark green combat uniforms, their faces covered in sweat and looking utterly hopeless.

When the culprit who beat her up saw her arrive, he rudely stepped over the corpses and walked towards her. When he reached her, he kicked away several of the "corpses" blocking his way.

Just as the culprit was about to stand still, Jiang Si took a step back and, using the space button as cover, poured out a bunch of apples from the space with a whoosh.

Instantly, the training room was filled with the aroma of fruit. The "corpses" lying on the ground smelled the fruit scent imbued with spiritual energy, turned over and got up. Their eyes swept over the pile of apples, and behind the apples stood a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman with waist-length hair, dressed in a revealing outfit that seemed out of place.

Agares stopped in his tracks, a hint of confusion flashing in his dark eyes. He spoke in a low voice, "Jiang Jiang, what's wrong with you...?"

“Challenge!” Ignoring her cheap husband calling her, Jiang Si raised her hand, pointing one finger at Agares and the other at a pile of apples on the ground, and said to the “corpses” who had gotten up, “Come on, eat apples. After you finish eating the apples, I’ll gang up on your marshal with you.”

Agares rolled up the sleeves of his combat uniform, picked up his foot again, and walked up to Jiang Si. As soon as his sleeves were rolled up, he took her hand, gently rubbed it, and looked directly at her with his eyelids lifted: "You've grown up. Doesn't your hand hurt anymore?"