Jiang Si scrolled through the comments and posted her second message of the day.
"I have received your requests. I am currently searching for suitable agricultural stars for planting. Once I find them, fruits imbued with spiritual energy will be available in large quantities for everyone to purchase."
"Please be patient and give me some time. I will definitely not let you down. Thank you."
She sent this message.
Fans online have abandoned their previous playful banter and are now leaving her messages with composure and respect.
"Your words, Rank 7 Plant Healer, will allow me to endure mental turmoil and genetic breakdown, and obediently wait for you."
"Yes, Your Excellency, I will not urge you any longer. Please take your time in your search. You must find a suitable agricultural planet. Genetic breakdown and mental turmoil are nothing compared to the hope we have. We can endure any pain."
"Sir, I am an ordinary person with low mental strength and no physical ability. If you find a suitable agricultural planet, I am willing to dig the land and cut down trees for you for free."
People suffering from the ravages of mental turmoil and genetic collapse said there that they could wait, without any hint of urging or impatience.
When Jiang Si saw these comments, she felt uneasy, not being a saint. This only strengthened her resolve to help others, even if it meant dragging them into it.
She exhaled a breath of stale air and logged off the StarNet.
Bo Jichen emerged from the room, dressed in a shirt, vest, and trousers. His purple eyes had turned black and were obscured by white-rimmed glasses.
His slightly long hair was combed back, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were just right, making him look like he had experienced the wisdom of time, with the approachable elegance and gentleness of a middle-aged man.
He bent down in front of Jiang Si, took off his glasses, and pointed to his eyes, which had turned black: "I disguised my eye shape. Our eyes are actually about 50% similar."
Jiang Si looked him straight in the eye, not responding to his words, but instead asking him, "Bo Jichen, you are all alone in the empire, helping His Majesty govern the country. Is this your own choice, or are you doing it only for His Majesty's sake?"
Bo Jichen was taken aback, a cruel glint flashing in his eyes: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
Jiang Si answered without hesitation: "The truth."
Bo Jichen's lips slowly curled into a smile, his eyes flashing with cruelty and possessiveness, his voice cold and icy: "The truth is that my heart is only the size of a pinhead, and can only hold Your Majesty."
"Unfortunately, my emperor is concerned about his empire and his people. I have no choice but to tear my heart apart little by little, stretch it out, and then suppress my nature. I love everything about him."
Yes.
The first time I saw a photo of the Empress looking at His Majesty was through Wei Chi.
Jiang Si clearly saw in the Empress's eyes a strong possessiveness, a desire to hide His Majesty away and not let anyone see him.
Afterwards, he came into contact with Bo Jichen, who was as cunning as a fox, shrewd in his calculations, and as ruthless as a crow.
But I didn't see possessiveness in his eyes, nor the obsession and madness emanating from the depths of his soul.
It turns out that he did have it, but he suppressed it for His Majesty's sake.
"A lie?"
Bo Jichen pushed his glasses up over his eyes, the lenses flashing, and in a second his expression changed to a smile as he said, "The lie is that I am for everyone, and everyone is for me. For the Troya Empire, I will dedicate myself to the cause until my dying breath!"
"Of course, that's on the condition that I die and can lie in the same coffin as His Majesty. Only then will I have devoted myself to the cause until my dying breath!"
Jiang Si coughed lightly.
Unconsciously, Bo Jichen pressed his head down into the dog food bowl.
Moreover, it brought its own bowl to fill with dog food.
“Okay!” Jiang Si stood up, hands on her knees. “Let’s go buy agricultural stocks. I’ve decided to focus on my career first, then on men.”
Bo Jichen: "..."
What did he say?
What made my precious child make this decision?
Besides.
A man can have both a career and a personal life.
Why choose option 1 instead of option 1?
When will Agares's little wife change her unpredictable ways?
The two left the hotel.
Headed straight to the auction house.
Arrive at the auction house.
The first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone down.
The eastern sky was ablaze with rosy light.
Jiang Si closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and followed Bo Jichen into the auction house.
A huge auction hall.
Even in the early morning.
It was a place with people coming and going.
As Bo Jichen led Jiang Si inside, he explained, "Leng Suixing is famous for his auction house because it covers all kinds of auctions."
"As long as what you bring is scarce, rare, and of high quality, you can inspect it anytime, 24 hours a day. After inspection and valuation, you can choose any auction session."
“They auction 24 hours a day without stopping, because there are enough auction venues, and they can hold up to 300 auctions a day.”
"Of course, the more precious and valuable the item, the later the auction will be. The most expensive auction is usually scheduled for midnight."
Jiang Si suddenly realized, as expected of her knife, she arranged to appear in the most expensive venue right from the start. How much money would it cost to get that?
"And the midnight session isn't open to just anyone," Bo Jichen added calmly. "Your assets must be at least that amount."
Bo Jichen gestured to Jiang Si as he spoke, "Besides the asset star coins, you can also barter."
"The only downside is that auction houses are like leeches, taking every penny they can get. Whether your item is expensive or cheap, they won't stop until they've squeezed you dry."
Shed two layers of fur?
In other words...
The auction house provides a venue.
It exists as an intermediary, collecting money from both selling and buying goods.
"You've been ripped off by them too?" Jiang Si asked Bo Jichen with a grin. "That shouldn't be the case."
Bo Jichen glanced at him sideways, his expression cold and arrogant: "What a joke! Usually, it's the father who takes advantage of others. Who would dare to take advantage of their father? They're asking for trouble!"
"Oh!" Jiang Si said coolly, "Kneeling on durians doesn't count as taking advantage of someone; at most, your knees will suffer a little."
Bo Jichen: "..."
We can't have a pleasant chat anymore.
This girl.
It's heartbreaking.
Jiang Si followed him and walked further inside.
The further you go in, the fewer people there are.
It took about 30 minutes to walk.
We arrived at an appraisal center.
Bo Jichen took out a card and swiped it on a machine by the door of the appraisal office. Before they even went in, a handsome young man with a smile hurriedly came out to greet them: "Hello, esteemed guest, I am your appraiser Huai Guo. It is my pleasure to serve you. Please come in."
Jiang Si looked Huai Guo up and down, and then followed Bo Jichen and Huai Guo to a luxuriously decorated room, where they sat down at a long table.
Huai Guo stood on the other side of the long table and pushed the tray on the table: "Distinguished guest, please put the items you wish to appraise on the plate, and I will help you estimate their value."
Bo Jichen glanced at Jiang Si beside him.
Jiang Si took out a string of sapphire gold finger grapes and a string of red ice beauty grapes from the space button.
Having seen all sorts of treasures and grand occasions, Huai Guo's expression changed when he saw the two strings of treasures on the plate. His gaze swept over Bo Jichen, and he excitedly blurted out, "You...you are a 7th-level plant healer?"
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