Ginger Egg?
A good successor?
According to the example of Jiang Dandan, the distance from being considered excellent is as vast as the sky or the earth.
Jiang Si raised the corner of her mouth: "Are you so sure that the two of them can raise an excellent successor? What if they raise an idiot?"
Jiang Dandan, who was sleeping soundly on his aunt's shoulder, woke up to hear his aunt complaining that he was a silly egg: "..."
Agares' dark eyes deepened: "According to genetics and probability, the probability of raising an idiot is only 50%."
"And even if he is an ordinary person, it doesn't matter. Many fighting techniques do not require mental power. The country is currently developing mechs and fighter jets that ordinary people can pilot."
"I will personally train his physical fitness, and with the Empress and His Majesty's instruction, he will be no worse than anyone else."
Jiang Dandan: "..."
Train it yourself?
Did its dog dad personally train it?
It suddenly felt that its uncle wasn't so appealing anymore.
It doesn't smell good at all anymore.
What kind of education or training is this?
It's in its shell now, so being a useless egg is fine.
Once it hatches, wouldn't it be better to just leave it as a useless thing?
Jiang Si looked up at Agares and asked, "Agares, you really like children, don't you?"
Agares's deep, abyss-like eyes dimmed, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his low voice carried a hint of loneliness: "I like it, but my fertility value is 0, so I will never have children in this lifetime."
Jiang Si's heart skipped a beat. She had forgotten that her ex-boyfriend's fertility score was 0. Asking him that question was tantamount to saying that he was impotent.
“I don’t like it, I don’t like children at all.” Jiang Si chuckled and said sincerely, “Children are all soft and limp, and they like to wail and howl like a screaming little devil.”
"By the way, would you like to eat the freshest lemons, grapes, tangerines, apples, and watermelon?"
Agares lowered his gaze, then lifted it to the grapevine she was holding, which wasn't very tall, only a little over a meter: "Does eating the freshest grapes have any effect on your health?"
Jiang Si tightened her grip on the grapevine, her smile bright: "It won't have any effect, but I'm worried you might send it to the lab."
“No…” Agares’s pupils contracted and his voice stopped abruptly as he saw the grapevine she was supporting, its branches and leaves lush and green, growing rapidly, climbing the trellis, flowering, and bearing fruit, bunches of purple grapes swaying in the night breeze above his head.
Jiang Si picked a bunch of dark purple grapes and handed them to Agares: "These are the freshest grapes, for you."
Agares gazed at the grapes before him, his deep voice slightly hoarse: "Besides eliminating plant mutations, you can also make plants grow rapidly, flower, and bear fruit!"
He had always had doubts. He hadn't seen her plant trees there, yet there was an endless supply of fruit. She didn't say anything, and he didn't ask. He never imagined that her plant-based spiritual power could be so strong.
Jiang Si wasn't sure either, but she had just said the wrong thing, and in order to temporarily appease him and make him forget that she had said something wrong, she could only expose herself here and at the same time test him: "Yeah, are you thinking of sending me to the laboratory and dissecting me to see my structure?"
Without hesitation, Agares denied it: "No, I don't want to, and I won't send you to the lab. I'm sorry, I was just a little surprised and caused you to misunderstand."
Jiang Si's tentative heart slowly calmed down, and she placed the grapes in her hand in his hand: "It's good that you don't send me to the laboratory. Later, you can explain to the people at the manor why these fruit trees suddenly grew so big, blossomed and bore fruit."
"There's also watermelon." Jiang Si said as she ran off. When she came back, she was carrying a watermelon weighing over ten kilograms. "Here's the watermelon. I'm going back to sleep now. Goodnight."
Agares, holding grapes in one hand and a large watermelon in the other, turned and gazed intently at his young wife who was running into the house.
Jiang Si ran into the house, let out a long breath, patted her chest, and said that she must be careful with her words next time and never speak carelessly, pointing out other people's shortcomings and hurting their feelings.
"Jiang Jiang, you're back." Yuan Yigun rubbed her little paws together, wiggled her fluffy fan-shaped ears, and came over with a shy look on her face, asking, "Can you pet my fur?"
"Petting your fur?" Jiang Si's eyes lit up: "Sure, sure, come on, I'll pet your fur and then I'll sleep with you tonight."
Yuan Yigun's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected Jiang Jiang to agree to pet his fur and sleep with him. This was too good to be true. "Then let's go quickly!"
"Let's go, let's go." Jiang Si lifted her foot and walked towards the stairs, saying to Si Mubei and the others, "Mubei, Feifei, Shaoqing, you should go to sleep early too, I'm going to pet the cat."
Si Mubei slumped on the sofa and waved his hand: "Go on, go on, Feifei and I will sit for a while longer."
Unexpectedly, as soon as Si Mubei finished speaking, Yu Feifei stood up with Bai Shaoqing without giving him any face. They intertwined their fingers and came to Si Mubei, baring their teeth and saying, "Sorry, I'm going to go and try to make a baby with my Qingqing. You can sit here slowly by yourself."
Bai Shaoqing blushed instantly, his neck turned red, and he lowered his head as if he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Si Mubei: "..."
grass.
Shrimp and pork heart.
A single person might die, but no couple is innocent.
They went too far.
Bullying single people.
Once he turns around and takes down that god of the fourth civilization, he'll show off in front of them every day, making them bloat with his lovey-dovey antics.
A bristle brush, a fine-toothed comb, and gloves for grooming.
Little scissors.
The original batch of equipment was quite complete.
Jiang Si held a bristle brush in her left hand and put on a lint-brushing glove on her right.
Yuan Yigun transformed into a black and white panda, a fluffy mess, which made Jiang Si, a fur enthusiast, pounce on it and start petting it.
The cat being petted was purring contentedly.
Jiang Si put the plucked hairs aside.
The cat, which was whimpering, was so uncooperative that it fell asleep in less than 10 minutes of petting and even started purring softly.
Jiang Si chuckled to herself. She massaged his back, pulled off his coat, and even lifted his little black legs with her black hands, but she couldn't wake him up.
After stroking for a full hour, Jiang Si stopped and looked at the pile of white and black hairs next to her.
She broke off a piece of willow branch and quickly tied the black and white fluff into two distinct black and white felt balls, then threaded a rope through them to make a felt ball pendant.
She put away the felt ball she had tied up, intending to give it to Yuan Yigun the next day. Then she went back to her room, washed up, and came out to see Agares.
She pulled Jiang Dandan off her shoulder and shoved it into Agares' arms: "This room is yours. You can sleep with it and try your best to hatch it. I believe in you, good luck!"
Jiang Dandan: "..."
It was quite sudden.
Is it really that unpopular?
Auntie and it agreed to be of one mind and fight its dog daddy, right?
Why did you change your mind?
Jiang Dandan tried to escape, but her uncle's big hand pressed down on the egg, making it wriggle its body... Waaaaah, it couldn't escape...
Agares saw his wife, who had just finished stuffing her genitals, running barefoot towards the door in her pajamas and knee-length pajama bottoms: "Jiang Jiang, where are you going?"
Jiang Si didn't even turn her head: "Go sleep with the kitten."
Agares: "..."
The door slammed shut.
Agares stared intently at the closed door until his personal terminal beeped. He raised his wrist, which was holding the terminal, and looked at the terminal. It was a voice communication from his teacher.
Agares swiped to answer the call and heard his teacher's anxious voice coming from the personal terminal: "Baby, the little bugs of the Zerg think my manor isn't big enough, and they're already heading back to Abel Manor. I'm useless, I can't stop them."
Agares frowned slightly: "I understand, teacher. Goodbye, teacher."
Bo Jichen: "..."
Looking at the black screen of the quantum computer that had been cut off, he felt quite surprised. He had a bunch of lines about the little bug that he hadn't finished saying yet.
Agares disconnected the personal terminal and dialed Hilt's personal terminal. The connection was established, and he coldly ordered, "Hilt, activate the protective shield of Abel Manor and place a propaganda documentary on how the Zerg persecute plant-based healers in every uninhabited room on the second floor."
"Tell His Majesty Heyan, who will be arriving soon, that the Princess Consort really, really loves fluffy pandas."
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