Not only are these seemingly innocent but actually manipulative women shameless, they're also delusional!
Jiang Si squinted at Mu Qianqian's smooth forehead: "Your forehead has been repaired well; you can't see any scars at all."
Mu Qianqian's scalp tightened, but the rich fruity fragrance emanating from the box made her reluctant to let go: "The treatment chamber is very effective, sister, please give it to me, I will give it to Mom."
The cheap, rich, powerful man is suffering from the pain of genetic breakdown and mental disorder, while the scheming, scheming woman is taking advantage of his kindness and wasting his time.
That's truly commendable courage.
"Okay, take it." As soon as Jiang Si finished speaking, she handed over the box in her hand and let go.
Mu Qianqian quickly tried to grasp it, but the box was too heavy and she couldn't hold on.
The box fell to the ground with a thud.
She went to check the box, but before she could even bend down, a foot kicked her directly in the stomach.
She was kicked away and fell heavily to the ground with a groan. Before she could even get up and catch her breath, her hand was stepped on.
Jiang Si pressed her foot hard against the back of her hand, looking down at her and saying, "This is the last time I'm warning you, don't touch what isn't yours."
“Agares is not only mine, but everything he owns is mine too. If you’re jealous, envious, or envious, then keep it to yourself.”
The pain from the back of her hand made Mu Qianqian's eyes redden, and tears streamed down her face like beads: "It hurts, it hurts, let me go, let me go..."
Jiang Si didn't loosen her grip; instead, she stomped even harder, her crisp voice sharp: "Pain? That's right, it should hurt. Remember this feeling well, because next time it will hurt a hundred or a thousand times more than it does now."
The force crushing the back of her hand broke the skin, causing bright red blood to flow.
Mu Qianqian cried and snot streamed down her face from the pain, her eyes filled with malice. Wasn't this good-for-nothing supposed to be devoid of spiritual power?
Physical strength is useless; where does she get the strength to step on her hand, leaving her no room to fight back?
"Did you remember?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, Jiang Si pressed down with her foot, and with a crack, Mu Qianqian's finger was crushed.
"Ah!" Mu Qianqian screamed in agony, "I'll remember, I'll remember, I'll never dare to do it again, I'll never dare to do it again."
In the interstellar era, injuries like severed fingers, cuts, and blows—any kind of injury sustained from external forces—can be repaired using a medical pod.
After lying in the repair solution for an hour or two, you won't see any scars when you come out, but the pain before the repair is real.
"That's a good girl, that's my good little sister." Jiang Si slowly withdrew her foot, smiling gently.
Mu Qianqian felt a chill run down her spine from her laughter and quickly pulled her hand back. The bloody back of her hand was excruciatingly painful, and she dared not touch it.
Jiang Si didn't even glance at her. She turned around, picked up the box again, went to the portal, entered the teleportation address, filled out the form, and teleported the box out.
The black mech, dozens of meters long, exuded a terrifying aura and led thousands of other mechs to slaughter and burn the scattered whip spider mutant insects.
Back on the warship at the camp, everyone was in a sorry state, their green combat uniforms stained with a lot of green blood.
Agares stood tall and straight like a pine tree, leading the way. Once inside the warship, the scent of blood emanating from him was the strongest.
When Chu Xi saw him return and smelled the strong stench of blood, she immediately took him to the treatment ward without saying a word.
Agares removed his green combat suit, revealing a lean and upright upper body. His chest was covered with crisscrossing wounds, from which blood oozed, staining his chest and abdomen red.
Chu Xi brought the treatment device over to repair his wounds.
Agares raised his hand to shield his eyes: "It's alright, the bleeding will stop in a bit."
The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, but he looked completely unaffected, as if he wasn't the one bleeding or in pain.
"Commander..."
"Commander-in-Chief." Mo'er suddenly burst into the treatment room, carrying a large box, and impatiently interrupted Chu Xi: "Madam has brought something over."
Agares pulled a military jacket from her spatial storage, put it on to cover her wounds, and then looked at the box, momentarily stunned: "Madam?"
Moore placed the box on the table and pointed to the message on the lid: "It came from the Fifth Military Academy's portal in the Fifth Star System. If it's not Madam, then who is it?"
"Quickly open it and see what's inside!" Chu Xi faintly smelled a fruity fragrance, which shouldn't be possible, as the food storage box is very well sealed. However, there are always exceptions.
Mohr glanced furtively at his commander, who remained silent with his lips tightly pressed together. He then carefully opened the box.
The rich aroma of fruit spread out immediately.
Moore opened his mouth wide: "Apple, it smells so good, it's so beautiful."
Agares sat upright, exuding not only the aroma of fruit but also fluctuations of spiritual energy.
Chu Xi also sensed pure spiritual energy amidst the rich fruity aroma.
Mohr closed his wide-open mouth slightly, saw the note in the box, and shouted, "There's a note, Commander!"
"Don't move." Agares thought of the food he received in the palace and the note that was attached to the food, and he blurted out to stop Mor.
Moore abruptly pulled his hand back, not daring to touch the note.
Agares stood up, his body as straight as a pine tree, without bending over due to any wounds.
He came to the box, a large box of bright red apples, each as big as a fist, emitting an enticing aroma.
Above the apple, there was a jar of what looked like a red liquid, two jars of purplish liquid, and a note sandwiched between the three jars.
Agares reached out and picked up the note. He unfolded it and saw the familiar handwriting and cheerful address, which stirred his disordered mental energy once again.
The apples smell so good, I really want to eat them. Moore leaned closer and asked, "Commander, what did the lady write in the note?"
Preparing to peek, but only seeing a "husband," the commander folded the note in his hand and held it in his palm. He picked up the glass jar containing apple pectin and said, "This is apple pectin and grape jam made by a 7th-level plant therapist to suppress gene collapse. She...she knows a 7th-level plant therapist."
The beautiful red colloid in the glass jar made him think of his wife, whom he had registered his marriage with, and wondered what she looked like.
She... is the lady, and these things were requested by the lady. Moore exclaimed, "The lady and the 7th-level plant healer have such a good relationship, could you please ask the lady to have the 7th-level plant healer come over?"
Chu Xi frowned and pulled the fool in front of her aside: "If we could invite them, why would Madam need to ask them to make these things? You idiot."
Moll, who had been called an idiot, scratched the back of his head and chuckled dryly, "I was just thinking that with Madam around, we can have an advantage."
Chu Xi glanced at him with disdain, suppressed her excitement, picked up the grape jam, twisted open the lid, and an even richer and purer spiritual energy spread throughout the treatment room.
Agares' chaotic and restless mental energy, in that instant, was like a cat that had retracted its claws, quietly shrinking to the side.
A moment later, he placed the jar containing the apple pectin into the box: "Keep this for experiments, distribute the rest—apple pectin, grape jam..."
Before he could finish speaking, his personal terminal vibrated.
Agares' voice abruptly stopped. He looked at the incoming call and saw it was a voice call from his newlywed wife, Mu Jiangsi, whose registered number was on his personal computer.
The note in his hand was burning his palm, making him hesitate for a moment before pressing the answer button. A clear, cheerful, soft, and sweet voice came from the personal terminal: "Honey, you're definitely not going to listen to me. You're not going to do what I wrote on the note. You're going to distribute the apple pectin and grape jam to your comrades."
Agares stiffened, his dark eyes fixed on the quantum computer as if facing a formidable enemy, seemingly looking at the person opposite him through voice communication.
Moore: "!!!"
The lady's voice is so tender, so soft.
Chu Xi: "!!!"
What an amazing lady! She understands the commander very well. What the commander didn't say just now was that he wanted to give these things to other people with more severe genetic damage.
“Honey, this won’t do.” Jiang Si’s deliberately softened voice came again: “Those three bottles are made by a level 7 plant healer, specifically for people whose genes have collapsed and whose mental strength has never been repaired.”
"If you give them to other people, especially those whose mental strength has been repaired and whose genetic damage has not reached a certain level, they will not only not have a therapeutic effect, but their condition will become worse."
The note in Agares's hand felt like a scalding heat to his palm, the warmth flowing from his hand to his limbs, bringing a touch of warmth to his perpetually icy hands and feet.
After Jiang Si finished speaking, she waited for a long time, but her cheap husband didn't reply. She thought he had already hung up the personal terminal. When she saw that he hadn't, her voice became even softer and sweeter, like a coquettish whisper: "Honey~, did you hear me?"
A flicker of unease crossed Agares' dark eyes, and the tips of his ears turned red. "I heard you."
My cheap husband's deep, husky voice is so beautiful it could make your ears pregnant.
And he didn't correct himself for calling her husband.
Jiang Si happily rolled around on the sofa.
She has taken a successful first step on her journey to win back her husband.
Before she could even enjoy her happiness for 30 seconds, her cheap husband's deep, hoarse voice came from the personal terminal, polite yet distant: "Thank you, Miss Mu. Our marriage was obtained by the royal family using their privileges to pressure the Mu family."
“I have informed His Majesty that our marriage is null and void. Once things are settled on Cor Star, I will take the time to return and dissolve our marriage.”
"You have the right to use everything I owned before our marriage was dissolved. As compensation for you..."
Agares was cut off before he could finish speaking.
His newlywed wife's soft, sweet voice was no longer cheerful and clear, but choked with sobs, "Husband, you're a bad guy, I don't want to talk to you anymore."
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