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 923 Jiang Si, I'm Terrified

Jiang Si shuddered.

I finally know that Bo Jichen is pregnant with a dragon's egg. Why didn't he tell even his brother, His Majesty, besides himself?

This needs to be told to His Majesty. If others find out, it will be a laboratory, a laboratory, being studied, being studied, sliced ​​up, sliced ​​up. Just thinking about it is terrifying.

"Let me tell you," Feng Liangcheng paused, rubbing his hands together, his eyes full of excitement, "If the Empress gets pregnant and has a natural baby, I won't even bother researching the mecha anymore. I'll apply to research the Empress instead."

Ginger shreds: "..."

Ugh, this woman is terrifying.

She's not a great beauty, she's a great demon.

"Although I don't have a therapist's license, if the Queen really gets pregnant, I am absolutely confident that I can get a therapist's license within six months and study the Queen."

After hearing her words, Jiang Si took a deep breath and unconsciously patted her chest.

Her fertility score is 100. Luckily, it wasn't exposed, otherwise, well, in the lab, blood was drawn, and biopsies were taken.

fine…

Thankfully… Agares can’t have children. If he had even a little bit of fertility, given his ferocity in bed and his skill in fertilizing, she might have gotten pregnant.

Thank goodness! I'll get some red wine tonight to celebrate!

"Why are you patting your chest like that?" Seeing her relieved expression, Feng Liangcheng changed the subject: "You also want to study the Empress?"

Ginger shreds: "..."

Studying the Queen?

Researching the Great Azure Dragon?

She was also the first person to discover that the giant blue dragon had eggs.

No research is needed.

“If the Empress is pregnant, well, I could certainly do some research,” Jiang Si said insincerely. “My teacher is Lord Gong Ming. If the Empress is pregnant, I should be qualified to follow behind him and do some research, right?”

Feng Liangcheng paused for a moment, then looked her up and down: "You're right. Given your status, if the Empress were to become pregnant, Lord Gongming would definitely be the one to perform the surgery, and you would be the one to hand over the knife."

"However, I haven't seen the Empress for many years. You are the Princess Consort of the Empire and also the beloved disciple of Gongmingge. Have you asked the Empress when she will be able to conceive?"

Ginger shreds: "..."

She patted her chest with her hand, which then landed on the bag on her back.

He touched the egg in the bag.

She was afraid that taking out the Empress's treasures would scare her to death.

"Uh...I've seen it." Jiang Si lied through her teeth: "I saw it more than half a year ago. The Empress's body is in good condition. Your Majesty should try harder. You should be able to have a baby."

"Slap!" Feng Liangcheng slapped his thigh, transforming from a cold and aloof beauty into a rugged and masculine beauty: "No, I've decided to take the therapist qualification exam ahead of time, so that I won't be too late to keep track of the Empress's movements."

"Yes, I'll register online right now and start learning quickly, so I don't end up in a rush and miss out on a natural baby."

Ginger shreds: "..."

What does this have to do with anything?

Did she start registering?

Are all top students this wild in their studies?

Jiang Si looked at Feng Liangcheng, opened her personal computer, and began to register for the therapist qualification exam.

This is insane!

This is insane!

This is insane!

She's gone mad.

"By the way," Feng Liangcheng said after registering, lifting his eyelids to look directly at Jiang Si, "have you passed your therapist certification exam yet?"

"Therapist's license?" Jiang Si pointed to herself, shifting the blame: "My therapist's license is with my teacher, yes, with my teacher, he hasn't given it to me yet."

Do therapists need to be certified?

Nobody told her!

Agares didn't say either.

Feng Liangcheng let out a shout, his eyes lighting up: "Jiang Jiang, my darling, your teacher is Gong Ming. I'm taking the therapist qualification exam. Do you know if he has any plans to offer online courses or lecture at military academies recently?"

Jiang Si shook her head: "I don't know."

Feng Liangcheng frowned: "I don't know. You should ask him to teach an online course or give a public lecture so I can audit it. That way, I'll be more confident about passing the therapist qualification exam."

Jiang Si hummed in response: "I'll ask you later."

Feng Liangcheng raised his voice: "It's settled."

"Come on, take the fruit, take the fruit." Jiang Si pushed the fruit in front of her towards her: "Don't wait until my dad comes, or you'll be gone."

Feng Liangcheng casually picked up the fruit: "You're right, your father is a bandit, a robber. Back when we were in school, I was the one who paid for all the nutrient solutions and supplements; he never paid for me. He's incredibly stingy."

Bo Jichen said Fengliang City was a miser.

Fengliangcheng also called him a miser.

have to!

Two people made pumpkin blossom stewed with eggs; the colors matched perfectly.

"Who's being stingy?" Bo Jichen pushed the door open and entered: "Little Liangliang, are you talking bad about me again?"

Feng Liangcheng rolled his eyes at him: "You have no redeeming qualities, only flaws. What bad things could I possibly say about you? Stop being such a self-absorbed old peacock."

Bo Jichen clicked his tongue, walked in and sat down: "Yes, yes, I have no strengths, I have all weaknesses, while you have all strengths."

Feng Liangcheng replied, "I understand. I am a perfect, aloof, and mature woman, a high-class beauty that mortals like you can never reach."

Bo Jichen: "Yes, yes, you are a flower of advanced age, a flower of advanced age in your sixties or seventies. If you live another sixty or seventy years, you can go to see the King of Hell."

"Bo Jichen, you're asking for death..."

Jiang Si watched the two of them bickering like children, then moved to the side and sat down, silently watching them and clapping silently.

They bickered until the food was served.

Once the food was served, the two stopped arguing.

In particular, the speed at which people rushed to buy vegetables in Fengliang City was comparable to a tornado.

Bo Jichen was almost no match for her, and missed out on eating her several times.

Jiang Si held her small bowl, but didn't join the fray. She just quietly ate the small green vegetables in front of her.

After we've finished eating.

Neither of them would pay, and they kept pushing each other, acting childishly.

Jiang Si silently took out a card and slapped it in front of Feng Liangcheng: "Beautiful lady, this is a Dafa Restaurant premium VIP membership card. With this membership card, you can book an extra table three days in advance, enjoy a 9.9% discount, and also enjoy a three-dish-and-one-soup takeout service."

Feng Liangcheng, who was slumped in the chair, sat up straight instantly, grabbed the card, and kissed it on her red lips: "I love you, Jiang Jiang baby."

Jiang Si: "You're welcome, I love you too!"

Bo Jichen stared wide-eyed: "Why don't I have a membership card?"

Feng Liangchen glanced back, exuding charm: "Because you're not 'sexy' enough."

Jiang Si chimed in, "Yeah, because you're not 'sexy' enough."

What kind of membership card does that scoundrel want?

Your Majesty only needs a membership card.

That scoundrel doesn't need anything; he needs nothing.

After the three of them had eaten and drunk their fill, they sat in the restaurant for a while longer.

He then disguised himself and left the restaurant.

Because Jiang Si said there would be an extra table for the lucky draw.

They took 10 sheets of paper from the restaurant, 10 sheets of extra table paper.

I greeted the people at the restaurant and asked them to add a table later.

The boss can definitely add more tables.

As Jiang Si walked from the restaurant to the outside, she would either stick the extra table paper on people or stuff it into their pockets.

She parted ways with Feng Liangcheng and Bo Jichen, returned home, logged into her "Zombie is Not a Corpse" account, took a picture of a table-adding notice, and posted it on the StarNet: "Dear friends, I said I would draw 10 lucky winners to add tables at the restaurant, and I have already drawn them myself. Friends in the Recipe Street and Lover's Street, you can check if you have the table-adding notice shown in the picture. If you do, congratulations, you can use the notice to add a table and enjoy a 9.9% discount!"