The moment His Majesty the Emperor of the Troia Empire saw the human cub, his own baby, through the screen, all thoughts of dragons, generals, grievances, and impending tears vanished.
All Raylos could see was the adorable human cub with a blushing face, a bare bottom, sucking its little hands and showing its white legs.
Bo Jichen thought his sweetheart would save him, but to his surprise, his sweetheart didn't even glance at him through the screen, completely ignoring him and only having eyes for that little brat.
Bo Jichen's alarm bells went off instantly. As a dragon weighing tens of tons, he was already at the very bottom of the family's food chain, and now he had to be pushed down even further.
"Kiss..."
“He’s not crying, he’s laughing!” Leilos interrupted Bo Jichen. “His laugh is so bright, and his legs are kicking so hard. You’re not crying because you’re trying to get back to the capital planet, are you?”
Bo Jichen: "???"
That's too much of a bullying of the dragon.
Who made you cry? Who made you cry?
He practically worshipped the baby who had been crying on and off for over an hour.
He dares to hit him?
p, it was him who smelled his farts.
"What are you standing there for? He's crying, can't you pick him up?" Without pausing, Lei Luosi launched into a tirade of disdain for Bo Jichen: "He's too young to understand anything, and you, so big, don't understand either?"
Bo Jichen pursed his lips, suddenly remembering what his wicked disciple had said before leaving: "Sometimes the little brat cries at night. If you grab his legs, put them on your arms, and hold him like an airplane, he will stop crying."
Bo Jichen's purple eyes suddenly lit up. He bent down and flipped the cute little human cub who was sucking his thumb onto his arm. He held the cub's thighs and made him lie on his arm, his little bottom, which wasn't wearing a diaper, showing.
"Wait, wait, wait!" Relos shouted through the screen, "What happened to the little brat's butt? Why is there such a big bruise?"
Bo Jichen reflexively said, "Qinghen, Qinghen, almost all human offspring born from natural conception have it. I just checked, I just checked."
It was because he saw the little bruise on his butt that he got a stinky fart that almost killed him, so he went online and searched through the database.
It has been confirmed that this is a bruise, a type of birthmark. According to the book, most children conceived naturally will have one, so it was definitely not caused by him.
Relos narrowed his eyes and raised his voice: "Are all human offspring born naturally, and not the result of you accidentally poking them with your claws?"
Bo Jichen cried out in protest: "How could it be my paw that poked it? This isn't my cub; it's thick-skinned and invulnerable to knives and spears."
"This is a human baby, a human baby that's only two months old. I'm almost driven crazy by him. You have to make it up to me by giving me a kiss when we go back."
Leilos glared with his dark eyes: "Then what are you still doing there? Hurry up and set off back!"
Bo Jichen's expression changed faster than flipping through a book. He grinned shamelessly and said, "Okay, darling, wait for me, I'll be right back!"
Relos took a deep look at the little cub, reluctantly disconnected the quantum computer, stood up, left his seat and went to the door: "Someone, put the entire capital star on high alert, notify the guards to go to the space station to welcome General Bo Jichen, little prince, with the highest-level fighter escort!"
"Notify the nutritionist and designer that the little prince's formula, clothes, shoes, and socks must all be the best. Also, change the fabric and mattress in my palace to the softest material. And for the little prince... no need for a crib, the little prince will sleep with me. That's all for now, and it has to be quick!"
Upon hearing this, the chief steward bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, the little prince's milk powder, clothes, shoes, and socks have already been prepared!"
Leilos paused, his usual composure tinged with excitement: "Double portions...no...three portions, three portions! Everything, prepare three portions, three portions!"
A little baby came back, and in a few days there will be a big baby, and then there will be his baby. There are three babies, so he has to share three. He almost forgot about his own baby just now.
Although the chief steward of the palace did not understand why three copies had to be prepared, His Majesty had given the order, and as the steward, he had to obey.
Bo Jichen discovered that the human was an adorable little devil cub. He didn't cry or fuss when the plane held him, and he could even see the cub giggling when the plane shook its arms.
Bo Jichen's purple eyes darted around, and he stuffed the baby pod egg into the space button, thus dragging the baby out the door.
The hunters outside, waiting to see the human cubs, exclaimed: "!!!!"
Ahhh, little prince.
The adorable little prince.
So white and soft, their feet are so cute.
Bo Jichen glanced at these unsophisticated people, then straightened his back and walked towards the command room under their watchful eyes.
After he walked away, the members of the hunting legion nudged each other, saying, "Hey guys, did you see that little prince's butt is bruised?"
"I see it, I see it, it's a huge green patch, about half the size of my palm."
"Good heavens, no way! The little prince is crying, and our general is spanking him inside. He's bruised all over. Should we tell His Majesty?"
"Shouldn't we tell His Majesty, or the Marshal? The young prince is the Marshal's son!"
"Tell the marshal, tell His Majesty. With that general's despicable character, who can control him except His Majesty? Even the marshal has to listen to him."
"That's right, but how do I tell His Majesty that my rank is so low that I'm not qualified to speak directly with him or send him messages?"
"Yes, tell the general's adjutant, the adjutant, Zuo Jin, You Yu, and General Chi Xi of the Rose Legion. They are currently protecting His Majesty on the capital star and are temporarily serving as generals of the Imperial Guard."
“Right, Lieutenant Mor, you know them well, hurry up and find them, and report that old dog Bo Jichen to us, let him beat up the little prince, let him show off.”
Mo'er raised his hand, which was equipped with a personal terminal, and said, "Hoping you'd think of complaining is too late. I've already sent the message, and You Yu has already gone to see His Majesty."
"Lieutenant Mo'er, you're amazing! Let's go, let's hurry and protect the young prince, lest he fall into the clutches of that old dog Bo Jichen again."
Headshots, crystal core extraction—this low-level zombie is more powerful and agile than the low-level zombies of the Milky Way back then.
Jiang Si gripped a knife in one hand and swung a willow branch in the other. The knife cleaved the zombie in two, the willow branch swallowed the crystal core, and the zombie's body exploded, a disgusting and bloody sight.
Viewers in the live stream exclaimed: "Your Highness is too fast! Even when zombies pounced on her, she blew them all in the head. She has fully demonstrated to us what it means to be fast, ruthless, accurate, and steady!"
"A knife, a branch, and a snake's tail. That snake was probably tens of meters long, but now it's as thin as a little finger, and it's very agile."
"My god, this is the legendary max-level boss, with max-level equipment. Destroying planets is like child's play, and destroying zombies is just as easy as child's play."
"No, this is the legendary darling of heaven, the female lead who's incredibly cool. We're just here to make up the numbers, we're here to see the darling of heaven."
"The Federation's superhumans have arrived. My God, you don't know until you compare them. The young prince is decisive, quick, ruthless, and steady. What about them? They're so hesitant and scared. The flesh of the zombies is splattered all over them."
"Tsk tsk, your head's almost gone, and you're still afraid of this? Will it even work? Will it even work?"
Jiang Si killed zombies from the tallest building in the Federation down to the ground.
The zombies that had been climbing the tallest building, smelling that the attraction wasn't on the upper floors, jumped off the building one after another.
Unafraid of pain or falls, they jump from tall buildings. They smash holes in the ground, and zombies crawl out to enjoy their most delicious meal.
The federal superhumans moved closer to Jiang Si, their guns riddling the zombies with bullets, yet the zombies still managed to attack them, making it all useless.
Looking at these useless superhumans, Jiang Si began to doubt whether Gong Yingchuan's reputation as acting president was exaggerated.
Jiang Si stomped on a nearby zombie's head, kicked the zombie's body away, and flicked the willow branch in her hand. The thin willow branch grew to the thickness of her wrist and broke off, with a length of 1.2 meters.
With a dozen or so broken pieces, Jiang Si brandished the willow stick at the Federation's superhumans: "Put away your guns, use this stick to blow heads off and attack their bodies!"
The retreating Federation superhumans were shaken. Without hesitation, they put away their guns and grabbed the wooden sticks that had been thrown at them.
A stick 1.2 meters long and about the thickness of a wrist. It's not too short, not too long, and not too heavy. You can swing it at a charging zombie and blow it straight to the head—it's more effective than a gun.
The dozen or so superhumans who had obtained the sticks were overjoyed. They had been retreating steadily, but now they were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Those with superpowers who didn't get the tobacco stick, holding a gun, felt out of place, like useless people, because firearms couldn't beat cold weapons.
When someone else stepped forward, Jiang Si stopped. She retreated and used her invisible mental power to blast the live broadcast ball.
Viewers in the live stream with over 100 billion views: "???"
What's going on?
What's going on?
How could the ball suddenly explode when it was working perfectly fine during the live stream?
They don't need that little bit of traffic.
They wanted to see the young prince draw his hand.
I want to see the goddess get her head blown off.
How do goddesses achieve a stunningly powerful aura?
Without live streaming of the ball, the willow branches have fallen to the ground and become chairs.
Jiang Si sat down on the willow tree, shoved the hunting knife in her hand in front of her, and released Ling Xi: "Follow these superhumans, collect zombie crystal cores, don't be shy, just eat!"
Lingxi transformed into a small, thin black snake over a meter long and went to scavenge zombie crystal cores!
Jiang Dandan rolled from Jiang Si's shoulder to her lap, propping her chin up with her dragon claws: "My lovely and charming auntie, are we just going to wait here for the bad guys and Uncle Dog?"
Jiang Si pinched the little horn on its head and asked, "Otherwise, I'll go find the bad guys. The child isn't just mine; Agares has a share too. We should leave him something to do!"
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
That makes so much sense, I'm speechless.
Uncle Dog already has a low profile; if he doesn't come out and make some noise, he'll be forgotten.
"Do you know where the bad guy is?" Jiang Dandan blinked her big, dark eyes and asked in a cute, childlike voice, "Is he on the Federation's capital planet?"
Jiang Si's lips slowly curled into a smile: "Have you ever heard of a cunning rabbit having three burrows?"
Jiang Dandan tilted her head cutely: "I've heard that a cunning rabbit has three burrows."
Jiang Si flicked its forehead with the hand that pinched its little horns: "That's right. The Abel Galaxy is so big. A person who lives with a plan and can clone must have more than one laboratory and more than one sycophant."
"She will clone many, many people to serve her, and turn these clones into her lapdogs, serving only her, right, Mr. Hou!"
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
Mr. Ruhou?
Where?
Where is it?
Jiang Si turned to the side and looked behind her.
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
Holy crap, they were standing seven or eight steps away, looking like mythical beasts, I wonder how many generations of clones they've been.
Behind him were not zombies, but dead people with intact skin, no ulceration, no breath, and no heartbeat.
It hadn't even noticed.
It was completely unaware.
Oh dear, Daddy, it's such a useless dragon!
Wearing frameless glasses, a white shirt, black trousers, and black leather boots, Ru Hou, dressed like a refined and intellectual scholar, pushed up his glasses and slowly walked towards Jiang Si.
As Jiang Si shifted her position, the willow tree beneath her transformed into a long bench.
Jiang Si patted Yan Liu: "Ru Hou, come sit here!"
Ruhou raised an eyebrow slightly, walked over, sat down, and placed his hand on the armrest of the willow chair: "It is said that dead people are buried under the willow tree. If you see it, you should turn around and leave."
"Willow, willow tree, your immortality is probably related to this willow tree!"
Jiang Si turned her body, leaning against the railing of Yan Liu, propping herself up on her elbow, her fingers touching her temples, her gaze fixed on Ru Hou: "What else did your master say to you?"
Ruhou laughed silently: "My master told me a lot, saying that you were dug out of the ground and that a willow tree grew inside your body."
"Unfortunately, after we dug you out, the willow tree that grew inside your body disappeared. The only place we can see the willow branch tattoo is in a very hidden part of your body!"
Jiang Si smiled in response: "Hearsay is not to be believed. She became a nun halfway through her career, and after entering the laboratory, she spent most of her time in bed to study me."
"She's one or two incompetent researchers, an outsider in the lab, a dumping ground for 'Yu Wang' (a nickname for a researcher). With so many people dumping their grievances on her every day, how could she possibly have time to actually study me?"
The smile on Ruhou's lips vanished in an instant, replaced by a look of obsession, gloom, and madness in his eyes: "You're so annoying, you always manage to stab me in the heart when I'm happy!"
Jiang Si looked completely innocent: "Look at what you're saying! You always dig up my secrets when I'm in a good mood. What did I say? I didn't say anything!"
"Little friend, whether you are a human or a clone, since you have come into this world and entered this game, you should be prepared to study and play."
Like a monkey suddenly producing a syringe, which it aimed at Jiang Si: "As expected of an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, you don't care about anything about yourself, even if someone strips you naked!"
Jiang Si remained seated without moving, her posture unchanged.
The needle in Ruhou's hand stopped 0.2 inches from her neck, unable to advance even an inch further, as he was imprisoned by Yanliu beneath him.
Jiang Si sighed softly, reached out and moved Ru Hou's hand away. The willow branches binding his body loosened, and with a soft "plop," the needle in his hand pierced his own neck.
The medicine from the syringe entered his body, and his pupils constricted: "You..."
Jiang Si smiled charmingly: "What do you mean, 'me'? You and those zombies behind you are quite nice, I like them a lot. It just so happens that Marshal Agares of the Troia Empire is coming, you can sharpen his sword!"
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