Jiang Si was forced to comply and followed him, saying angrily, "You're short of that million? You won so much money yesterday!"
As Bo Jichen walked, the glittering gold ingots hanging from the little ponytail at the back of his head swayed as he said, "Are you stupid? Who would complain about money being too hard to handle? Besides, I don't need that million, but I do need that 10% tip!"
"Did you know that the mecha competition has accumulated 300 billion views, with 120 billion viewers watching live?"
"What does 120 billion mean? If each person gets one star coin, they'll be rolling in money. What's more, the people who can afford to watch the mech competition—the beasts, the insects—are all absolutely rich and have plenty of free time!"
"Let's team up as two scoundrels and become commentators. If we give a hint, the tips will just fall like autumn leaves, rustling down everywhere, right?"
Ginger shreds: "!!!!"
He's handsome, and he's also clever in his thinking.
She was speechless and now she thinks it makes a lot of sense.
Jiang Si broke free from his arm, stepped out of his lap, turned around and looked behind her, and found that her cheap husband was still there, and the hovercar was still parked there.
She raised her hand and waved to the hovercar, signaling him to leave.
Bo Jichen hissed and pulled her back again: "Look at you dawdling, so pathetic. Your husband won't run away, you can fry, braise, and stew whatever you want tonight."
Jiang Si rolled her eyes and said in a low, cutting voice, "Yeah, my husband can make me fry, braise, or stew whatever I want tonight, but your husband doesn't care about you. Look at you now, you're obviously not full!"
Bo Jichen: "..."
Just mentioning this makes me angry.
These past two days, he finally managed to eat his fill and was finally getting things going smoothly when his big son came. Good heavens, he knocked him down so hard he almost couldn't stand up.
"I don't want to talk to you, stay away from me!" Bo Jichen turned into a childish devil, shoving her adopted daughter who was getting close to her: "Get lost!"
Jiang Si was pushed away by him, so she moved closer to him.
The two chatted and laughed all the way to the First Military Academy.
The spectators and military academy students on the street were all envious when they saw them like this. They secretly turned on their personal computers, took pictures of their backs, and posted them online.
Many fans online, upon seeing the photos, exclaimed in delight: "Waaah, I wish I had a daughter like Jiang Jiang! Just from her back view, you can tell she's such a good girl!"
"When things reach their extreme, they turn into monsters. They may look innocent, but who knows how ruthless they might be behind the scenes. If you don't believe me, just look at General Bo Jichen. When he gets angry, he's like a mutated beast!"
"General Bo Jichen is like a mutated beast. What does he have to do with our innocent Princess Jiang Jiang? Don't drag her into this. Princess Jiang Jiang should be beautiful on her own!"
"Wait a minute, you're all so focused on the young prince and that scoundrel general. So here's the question: the young prince was eliminated in the finals yesterday, so why is he here today? Could it be that the host country can pull in and advance again?"
"Oh, right, the person upstairs said that the young princess was eliminated in the finals. What is she still doing? Is she automatically advancing due to the intense competition?"
"Upstairs, upstairs, what are you all thinking? His Highness was eliminated in the finals, so can't he just be a spectator?"
"Exactly! So many people who lose become spectators, cheering and shouting on the field. If Your Highness loses, it's not impossible for you to go cheer for the Fifth Military Academy and be a cheerleader!"
Jiang Si and Bo Jichen boarded the hovercar together, unaware that photos of them had been taken and posted online, sparking heated discussions.
Coincidentally, the hovercar the two were riding in was also carrying Xi Yu, Qin Houqing, Ling Du, and other Federation personnel.
The hovercar was huge, carrying over 100 people, including not only the Federation, but also the Orcs, the Zerg, and his leader, Chensha!
Jiang Si's insect-repellent bracelet on her wrist shimmered with light. She pulled up her sleeve to cover the bracelet and the shimmering light.
Bo Jichen's purple eyes swept around, and the unintentional pressure he exuded sent a chill down the spines of the insectoids and orcs on the hovercar, as if they were being stared at by some giant beast, suppressed from the very core of their being.
Chensha gave the insectoids he had brought a warning look, walked to the seat in front of Jiang Si, sat down, and turned to wave at her.
Jiang Si tossed him a spatial button: "1 million catties, remember to pay, keep your bugs in check, and don't utter a single word, or else beating the bugs will be the least of my worries, I'll also fry, boil, stew, and stir-fry them!"
The spatial button was thrown at him, and Chensha was hit by a huge surprise. He caught the spatial button with both hands, and his eyes turned into insect compound eyes with excitement: "No problem, no problem, the insects I brought will definitely be more than two meters away from you. You guys, stand in front!"
The insects that wanted to sit around the ginger had no choice but to stand up and move to the front, two or three meters away from the ginger, upon hearing their leader's order.
Jiang Si pulled her hat down, crossed her arms over her chest, tilted her head and rested it on Bo Jichen's shoulder, and said impolitely, "Daddy, I'm going to take a 20-minute nap. Wake me up when we get to the arena!"
Bo Jichen was equally decisive, tilting his head to rest on her head and saying to Chensha in front of him, "Marshal Chensha, remember to call us when we get to the arena. We're going to take a nap!"
cinnabar:"!!!!"
The only female marshal of the Zerg has been turned into a tool Zerg?
Damn it!
never mind!
As long as there are no mutated fruits and vegetables, everything else is irrelevant and cannot be ignored.
but…
How much will it cost to produce 1 million catties of fruit this time?
The money he earns from selling fruit isn't even enough to cover the cost of 1 million jin (500,000 kg).
Is he about to start pre-sales?
Earn money first, pay later?
The people, insects, and orcs on the hovercar couldn't help but look at Bo Jichen and Jiang Si, but the two of them had their eyes closed and were resting, so no one could see them.
More than 20 minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the hovercar came to a stop.
Before Chensha could even call out, Jiang Si and Bo Jichen opened their eyes at the same time.
A pair of purple and a pair of black eyes stared at Chensha indifferently, sharply, powerfully, without any sleepiness or emotion.
Chensha's heart skipped a beat. He blinked, and the two of them turned their gazes away, stood up as if nothing had happened, greeted him, and got off the hovercar.
As soon as the two of them got out of the car, the others, including the beast, followed suit.
cinnabar:"……"
Did he just see things wrong?
That father and daughter weren't violent?
The insects were the last to be laid. More than 20 insects took a deep breath in unison and couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts, "It smells so good, it really smells so good! The little prince of the Troya Empire smells so good!"
Cinnabar stretched out her hand and slapped the back of the head of the nearest insect: "Wipe your drool! Look at your behavior, you're a disgrace to the insect race!"
The slapped insect covered the back of its head and looked at Chensha with a wronged expression: "Marshal, the little prince of the empire smells so good, like a tender green vegetable, like a plump fruit!"
Chensha chuckled, "Even if she's like a tender green vegetable or a plump fruit, if you don't want to die, stay away from her!"
"If you provoke her, she will turn you back into insect form, soak you in wine, fry you, boil you, stew you, and I, the Insect Emperor, will not stand up for you. You will die in vain!"
Upon hearing this, the twenty-odd insects involuntarily shuddered. They had seen the video of the young prince of the Troia Empire turning their people back into insect form and soaking them in alcohol.
Those insects, soaked in a large glass container filled with wine that looked like clear water, didn't rot or decay; they were especially oozing with insects.
The competition, which pits 500 people against 20, officially begins at 9:30.
The lottery system was still used.
Teams of 10 play against teams of 10.
Commentator Jiang Si was wearing the uniform and cap of the Fifth Military Academy.
Bo Jichen had taken off his trench coat and was wearing a shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. A glittering gold ingot hung from the back of his head, swaying with his movements, as if showing off or doing it on purpose!
They wore microphones in their ears, and lemonade, fruit tea, and fruit were placed in front of them.
The holographic live stream was turned on in advance.
The commentator first warmed up the audience in the live stream room. When viewers from various countries in the Abel Galaxy saw Jiang Si appear in the live stream, they excitedly sent messages in the chat: "Ahhh, am I dreaming? I saw the little prince! I saw the little prince!"
"Yes, yes, you're not dreaming. I saw the little princess too, and I also saw her father, General Bo Jichen. What are they doing?"
"I didn't see the two of them, I only saw the fruit and lemonade in front of them. Isn't this supposed to be a competition to narrow down the top 500 to the top 20? How did it turn into a discussion meeting?"
Jiang Si nodded to Bo Jichen and spoke first: "Hello everyone, I'm your commentator Jiang Jiang."
"Today, my partner, General Bo Jichen, and I will be providing commentary on the 280th Troya Empire's Top Ten Military Academies Mech Competition, from the top 500 to the top 20. We hope you'll all support us—those with money, please show your support with your presence..."
"Pah, what do you mean by 'supporting' me with money?" Bo Jichen immediately retorted, "Do you think you're performing martial arts on ancient Earth in the Milky Way thousands of years ago? And you're asking for money to support me? Don't be so generous with your tips."
"Dear friends, she just farted, pretend you didn't hear it. Come on, let's take a look at the holographic projection on the big screen and see who the first group to go on stage is!"
However, his fans didn't buy it and instead clicked to tip him, leaving comments like, "Haha, Your Highness is right. If you want to support me, support me with your money. It's just a few star coins, I can afford it!"
"Yes, yes, yes, to support Your Highness, I'll use 100 star coins. Come on, Your Highness, take a good look, I'm supporting you both with my presence and with my money!"
"A reward, a reward, a reward is a must! Yesterday, the little princess was eliminated in the finals. Seeing that she wasn't sad or upset, and was smiling brightly, this reward is definitely necessary."
The live stream connected to the entire Abel Galaxy. In less than 10 minutes since it started, the number of viewers had reached 50 billion, and it was still growing.
It was as if all these people, beasts, mermaids, and insects had set a timer and were waiting to start their live stream.
With over 50 billion users, a single donation can trigger a chain reaction, attracting countless others to donate, ranging from a minimum of 5 star coins to tens of thousands of star coins!
Bo Jichen watched the stream of donations pouring in during the live stream, his heart churning with excitement. He kicked Jiang Si with his foot, which was under the table.
Jiang Si, having been kicked, spoke knowingly, feigning indifference: "My dear friends, I've received your kind wishes, but please stop giving me rewards, that's enough!"
"Ah, some friends said that it's only right to tip such a small amount. Okay, okay, it seems a bit unfair if I ask you not to tip. So please tip as much as you like!"
"The competition has started! The competition has started!" As soon as Jiang Si finished speaking, Bo Jichen followed up by saying, "Everyone, look at the live stream screen! There are two groups of 10 people each, 20 people in total!"
"Come on, on the first arena, it's Wen Xiuwen from the First Military Academy versus Mei Fan from the Third Military Academy. On the second arena, it's Ling Du from the Federation versus Jing Tong from the Beastman Clan."
"The third arena is... the fourth arena..."
Bo Jichen read out the names of all 10 competitors on the arena.
Jiang Si chimed in, her commentary fluent and down-to-earth: "Oh my gosh, they've started fighting! They've started fighting! Look, everyone! They need S-class mechs. With a wave of their hand and a kick, the opponent is dead."
"Tsk tsk, this year's mecha department is no good. They've already reached the top 500 to the top 20, how can they still be so weak? We need to beat them, especially those on the second arena. My god, my god, the orcs and the Federation. The orcs have strong mental power, how can the Federation's small size be a match for them?"
"How can you say we're no match for them?" Bo Jichen disagreed: "Mech competition, mech competition, it's about mechs, not small bodies, honey, your commentary is so unprofessional!"
Jiang Si started chatting with him casually: "How am I not professional? Your mental strength is not strong enough, your physical strength is not good enough, and you can't operate the mecha. It's just that your small body is not good enough."
"You think everyone is like you, so wicked, so vicious, like a ferocious beast!"
Bo Jichen glared at him: "My dog isn't human, I'm rotten to the core, I'm as fierce as a beast. You're a man-eating flower, you're a mutated man-eating flower, you're no better than me, and you still have the nerve to talk about me. Can you do the commentary? If you can't, then get lost and don't waste your friends' donations."
Jiang Si: "It's none of your business if my friends are happy to give tips. You ask me if I can say it, but I'm asking you if you can do it. If you can't, then get lost. I can do it all by myself."
"Wow, you've really grown up..."
The two of them argued back and forth, like a stand-up comedian.
The viewers from various countries watching the live stream got more and more excited, not only showering the viewers with virtual gifts but also flooding the screen with comments like, "Your Highness, get him! Get him! General Bo Jichen is such a bastard! I'm from the Orc race. During a joint military exercise, damn it, he hung me up and whipped me!"
"Your Highness, if you can speak, then speak more. We don't care about this little bit of data usage!"
"Your Highness, whether you provide commentary or not doesn't matter. The most important thing is that we love watching you roast General Bo Jichen; it's incredibly satisfying!"
"Your Highness, if you slam Bo Jichen's dog head onto the table, I'll reward you with 100,000 star coins and make you the most dazzling kid in the Abel Galaxy!"
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