Jiang Si's eyes narrowed as she saw her cheap husband appear and save Feng Jie. The fireball that had been gathering in her palm instantly disappeared. She pushed up her sunglasses, smoothed her hair, and continued to leisurely ponder how to eat these grasshoppers that were as big as eagles.
Feng Jie snapped out of his daze after being reprimanded by his commander, pulled out a gun from his spatial storage, and began firing wildly at the low-level insects flying in the sky.
The others on the scene, upon seeing their commander arrive, were energized and fought bravely against the insects.
The sky was filled with swarms of insects, one after another, and the corpses of insects piled up layer upon layer on the ground.
Neither the humans nor the insects backed down, creating a standoff where neither side would yield and both wanted the other dead.
Agares gripped the Tang sword in his hand, and green blood dripped from the tip of the blade.
He slowly turned around and looked at the young girl wearing a red coat, with loose black curly hair and huge sunglasses!
In Jiang Si's eyes, there was no such thing as a cheap husband, only grasshoppers on the ground.
Look, the high-protein material on the ground has been blasted into a bloody mess and trampled to pieces by the mechs.
The head was removed, the wings were cut off, and it was split in two, but that was still considered a complete body. The rest of the head was no longer a head, the buttocks were no longer a buttocks, and the wings were no longer wings. It was completely turned into a lump of flesh, flesh with green bloodstains.
"Tsk!" Jiang Si couldn't help but click her tongue in regret. You know, before the zombie era on ancient Earth, grasshoppers in other countries were called locusts, which ate crops and were the biggest headache for farmers. But it was different in China. There was not enough to eat, and they could even eat people to extinction.
Agares clearly heard the girl click her tongue, her voice hoarse and low: "Inspector, do you have a way to deal with these lowly insects?"
The cheap husband asked himself!
She's just a bystander, why does everyone have to come and cause trouble? Wouldn't it be better to let her be a beautiful woman in peace?
Jiang Si let out a long breath, raised her chin, and looked at her cheap husband. She was shocked by what she saw.
Her cheap husband really did have a scar on his lower lip. She stared at the scar through her sunglasses, somewhat puzzled. According to the level of interstellar medical technology, as long as it wasn't a mental or genetic issue, such superficial injuries, or broken arms or legs, could be repaired in no time.
Why does my husband still have a scar on his lower lip? His subordinates said it was broken by someone ten days ago. Usually, such a small wound would heal in ten days even without special treatment.
My husband's scar on his lower lip hasn't healed at all; it looks very fresh, like it was intentionally left on his lip. What's going on?
Is her cheap husband keeping this scar to avenge his humiliation?
Or is it that the other party is too powerful, and he won't let the scar heal until he defeats them?
Jiang Si's gossipy heart and eyes were instantly ignited like a raging fire. She was so curious about who could make her cheap husband think about her so much. It's not easy.
Seeing that the other party did not answer him but continued to stare at him, Agares' voice turned colder: "Have you stared enough?"
Jiang Si was startled by his cold voice. Coming back to her senses, she raised her hands, adopting a haughty demeanor, and said in a cold, emotionless voice: "The Hunting Legion is guarding the planet Col. These are just low-level insects. To you, they are just one of countless insect-killing operations. You should have multiple ways to deal with them, instead of asking me, right, Your Highness Agares?"
Agares stared intently at her red lips for a long time, then his gaze shifted to her left hand, his eyes darkening: "You mean, how should we eat these?"
Without even thinking, Jiang Si reflexively blurted out, "Deep-fried..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth, and his eyes behind his sunglasses widened abruptly!
she……
What did she just say?
What did he ask?
Agares' thin lips curved into a slow smile: "Deep-frying is a good option. How many do you want?"
Jiang Si really wanted a bolt of lightning to strike her dead right now.
Otherwise, she'll be instantly killed by society.
That's so embarrassing!
Actually, she's not a foodie.
She simply inherited the finest traditions of the Chinese people.
Upon seeing the land, I immediately wondered if vegetables could be grown on it.
When I see something that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, or swims in the water, I wonder if I can eat it and how to eat it!
Is there anything wrong with that?
That's right.
This is her biological genetic instinct, her nature, as a Chinese person.
Jiang Si raised her hand and waved it like a rattle: "Don't mention it, I was just saying it casually, no need, you're busy, I'll be going now!"
After saying that, she turned and left.
Imperial Marshal and national idol Prince Agares watched her retreating figure, his eyes growing deeper and his face darkening.
The low-level insect that flew down from the sky was cleaved in two by Agares without him turning his body. The insect fell to the ground, its wings still trembling.
Jiang Si slipped out of the hunting grounds, and Zuo Jin, You Yu, and Qian Xi surrounded her: "Are you alright?"
Jiang Si waved her hand and beckoned to Zuo Jin with her finger.
Zuo Jin leaned closer and whispered a few words in his ear.
Zuo Jin nodded calmly: "Yes, you can go back first. I'll have someone inform you!"
Having failed to spot the sickly little bug, Jiang Si was decisive and didn't linger: "Fine, I'm leaving. You decide what to do!"
"yes!"
Zuo Jin watched as You Yu followed her, while Qian Xi led her away.
Until they were far away.
Zuo Jin immediately betrayed Jiang Si: "Your Highness Agares, our inspector said that the best way to deal with these lowly grasshoppers is to use fire!"
He deliberately and selectively forgot that Miss A-Jiang had specifically instructed him not to tell anyone that the idea was hers and that he should take the credit.
The idea of using fire was heard not only by Agares, but also by everyone sitting in the mechs, who immediately drew their muskets.
The musket sprayed fire; the transparent wings of the lower-level insects were flammable, and given their dense, dark mass, one fire would quickly spread to a large area.
A large number of low-level insects, having lost their wings and the ability to fly, fell from the sky like raindrops and hailstones.
Once they fell, they were powerless to resist, and the muskets continued to fire, burning them like fireballs.
Millennium led the inspectors back to the encampment. Just as they were about to reach the inspectors' lodgings, his personal terminal beeped. He looked up and saw it was his commander.
He turned to Jiang Si apologetically and said, "Prosecutor X, please wait a moment while I connect to my personal terminal!"
Jiang Si stopped walking and spread her hands: "Please go ahead!"
Millennium stepped aside, making sure the inspector couldn't hear him, and pressed the answer button. He then heard his commander's cold, ruthless, and uncompromising voice coming from the personal terminal: "Colonel Millennium, arrange for the inspector's residence to be next to mine!"
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