CompletedTransmigrating to the interstellar era, what's the first thing you want to do? Pilot a spaceship? Wear mecha? Gather subordinates? Conquer the stars and seas? Jane, a descendant of imperial chefs, tossed the special ladle in her hand and let out a cold laugh, "Too young, too simple."
Facing the bothersome and rapidly breeding Zerg, as well as various plants and animals that grow endlessly and are hard to manage, Jane crushed a nutrient solution bottle on the ground with her foot. She said, "Tell me, how many levels of protection do you want to eat them into?"
The imperial citizens repeatedly shook their heads, saying, "No, no, no, it's too disgusting! We wouldn't eat them even if it killed us!"
Later, the imperial citizens slurped their saliva and shouted, "It's really delicious!" Their faces were also slapped so hard!
Lu Jinxiu, who was watching the grand face-slapping scene, thought, "...Very good, my wife's charm is unrivaled!"