As soon as the Spirit Eye finished speaking, Agares was struck dumb. His pride, humility, and all his sense of self vanished in that instant.
He felt like a grain of sand, and his wife was time. In his wife's eyes, his grain of sand could never become the ocean or the mulberry field.
If it weren't for a stroke of luck, his wife probably wouldn't have even given him a second glance.
The barrier between them was not the strength of their mental fortitude, nor the difference in their physical abilities, but rather the span of 5,000 years.
5000 years!
Not 5 years, not 50 years, but 5,000 years. As someone living in the rapidly developing interstellar age, he simply cannot imagine what it was like 5,000 years ago.
He simply couldn't and dared not imagine his wife in the laboratory, transforming from a passive experimental subject into one who could calmly help researchers dissect her.
The thought of this tore at his heart, filled him with remorse and regret. How could he have done this to her?
He treated her worse than the researchers who studied her; she had no feelings for those researchers, but had relied on and trusted him.
“Your Excellency!” Agares’ dark eyes were resolute and reddened: “No matter who she is with, she will be my wife, and I will not abandon her.”
“Why bother? Your country is at war, fighting against the Zerg.” Spirit Eye sighed. “You now have fertility points. Once my master gives birth to the child, just pretend they’re dead and return to your empire. With your status and position, every woman in the entire galaxy will want to have your child.”
Agares spoke in a deep, resonant voice: "Lord Spirit Eye, even though my lifespan is short, I only have one wife, and if I have children, they can only be born to my wife."
“My country is at war, fighting against the Zerg. I will handle it and will not let it affect my wife and children. So, Lord Spirit Eye, I will not abandon her, never.”
Upon hearing his words, the Spirit Eye narrowed its eyes and said in a deep voice, "Marshal Agares, you say you will never give up on her, never, but hundreds of years from now, you will die before her."
"What, is hurting her once now not enough? You want to hurt her again hundreds of years later, die in front of her, and make her heartbroken?"
Agares never thought about what would happen hundreds of years later. Every word from Lord Spirit Eye reminded him that he was not good enough for his wife. He and his wife were separated by 5,000 years, and his lifespan was nothing more than a snap of the fingers in his wife's eyes.
Even so, Agares still wouldn't back down or give up. From the moment he faked his death to escape losing her, he knew he couldn't live without her.
“I’ll die somewhere far away.” Agares’s lips curled slightly. “Lord Spirit Eye, I will accompany her. When I die, I will die somewhere far away, so she won’t see me, so she won’t be sad.”
Ling's eyes flickered, and her voice softened: "Since you say so, I hope you'll be lucky enough to keep you by my master's side after she gives birth to her little master."
"Of course, the chances are very small. My master has a little master, a closest relative. You, the little master's biological father, can completely not exist."
Agares lowered his head slightly, not responding to the Spirit Eye's words, but instead thanking him: "Thank you for reminding me, sir. I humbly request that you tell me more about my wife's past!"
Lingyan frowned, flicked his wide sleeves, and spoke, lunging at Agares: "I don't like talking about the past with someone who would consider me too young even if I were his grandson."
"What you need to do now is to be a good tool for supplying your mental energy. Don't think that my master will forgive you. If what you did had happened before, you wouldn't have been dead 10 times over."
Agares was extremely sincere and humble: "You are right. I will take this as a warning and never do it again."
Lingyan frowned more and more deeply, gave him a deep look, said nothing, put his hands behind his back, and left. He did not go back to his room, but walked towards the plant pod.
Agares watched him leave, opened the next room, tidied himself up, came out again, took a stool from his spatial button, and sat down at the door of the Spirit Eye's room.
He wanted to be able to appear in front of Jiang Jiang the moment she called him.
Lingyan went to the plant pod and took a peek at Linghong from afar.
He was entangled and enveloped by the spirit stream, only his unwilling eyes were visible.
The other creatures were already asleep in their respective trees.
Apart from the occasional rustling of leaves, there was no other sound in the entire large plant pod.
After observing for a moment, the spirit left and returned to its room. It saw Agares sitting at the door, who entered the room without saying a word.
The room, adorned with stars and the sea, was not dark. In front of the glass, on a large bed, slept the two people he cared about most in his life.
His companion spirit, his master, the two of them slept in his bed, relying on each other, without any defenses, right there in his bed.
Lingyan walked over silently, sat down in front of the bed, and looked at the two of them. As he looked, his eyes welled up with tears.
The two people he cared about most lay face to face on his bed, curled up, neither feeling safe, both lacking a sense of security...
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
I can't live like this anymore.
I can't even sleep well because of the promised vast universe.
The old tea tree was dying; it sensed the decay and death emanating from it.
If even my aunt can't cure this tree, who can?
How can a tree be treated?
Does its limited inherited memory contain any knowledge about this?
The egg's head is too small, and its capacity is too small, so I can't think of it right now.
However… the old tea tree is doing the same thing as it was making its final arrangements.
As the saying goes, once you've made sure everything is settled before you leave, that's about it.
The babies in Auntie's belly are only five months old. If he goes too early and upsets Auntie, and something happens to the babies, then he'll be doomed.
Ginger Egg's alarm bells went off instantly, and it decided to give it a shot, even if it seemed hopeless.
What if this chosen egg can repair all things?
Jiang Dandan was forced to perform, so she rubbed against Lingyan.
The Spirit Eye held it in its hand and gently channeled its spiritual energy back into it.
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
Okay, okay, Old Tea Tree teases Uncle Dog and is sarcastic towards him, but at other times, he is really gentle, kind, and gentle.
When Jiang Si woke up, A Ying was no longer in bed, nor was Ling Yan; she was all alone.
The stomach rumbled, and the two little ones were churning inside, kicking and punching.
Their hands and feet were clearly visible through her round belly.
Jiang Si reached out and patted them, warning, "Don't be so lively, everyone be more civilized."
The two little ones inside her belly: "..."
Refined, refined, refined.
What does it mean to be refined?
Jiang Dandan: "!!!!"
What can a kid understand?
The kid doesn't understand anything.
Besides, as the saying goes, mischief breeds intelligence.
The person who inherits the Troia Empire must be a bit mischievous.
Jiang Si threw off the covers, got out of bed, and left the room of the Spirit Eye. She saw Agares putting away the holographic projection in front of her.
She didn't greet him, ignored him, and walked towards her room. Back in her room, she went into the bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face, took a shower, and then disappeared into her personal space.
Her space had grown larger, an endless expanse of green, filled with all kinds of fruits and vegetables, and permeated with a rich plant-based spiritual energy.
She sat cross-legged in the space, absorbing the plant-based spiritual energy within, lost in thought. Her spatial spiritual energy was abundant, and the fruit trees in the space thrived thanks to her spiritual energy and her strength.
Even the loaches, eels, pheasants, wild ducks and wild sheep that she put in her space are all plump and big. She can even bring Jiang Dandan in. What about the Spirit Eye?
If I bring the Spirit Eye in and plant it in my own space, nourishing it day and night with my spiritual power, will it heal my decaying body?
Thinking of this, Jiang Si immediately slipped out of her space, opened the bathroom door, went out, grabbed the food that Agares had placed on the dining table, and went out with the lunchbox and chopsticks in hand.
Agares: "..."
Jiang Dandan: "..."
Jiang Si ate as she walked, and halfway there, the roc arrived.
Jiang Si jumped onto the roc and went to the plant cabin.
The plant cabin was peaceful, with many companion spirits flapping their huge transparent wings and dancing gracefully on their trees, while Lingxi, with its snake body and tail, swayed below.
Ling Hong, that wicked tree, still maintained its bruised and swollen human form, naked, standing in its own pit, with Ling Xi wrapped around its waist, its head resting on its shoulder, flicking its tongue at its face.
Ling Hong was pinned down by the snake and couldn't move. He could only curse the snake's ancestors for eighteen generations and twenty-eight generations in his heart.
Jiang Si didn't find the Spirit Eye in the plant pod, so she turned and left.
When Ling Hong saw her, he opened his mouth to call out to her, but suddenly, Ling Xi's snake tongue slapped him across the mouth, making his lips red and swollen, rendering him speechless.
Jiang Si finally found Lingyan and Aying in the ship's kitchen.
The spirit eye is teaching Ah Ying how to cook and stir-fry dishes.
Two people of similar height, with the same long hair, one wearing a green robe and the other wearing a shirt and shorts that went past the knees, one looking like an elder and the other like a child.
Jiang Si stared at them for a moment, then casually closed the kitchen door, turned off the kitchen surveillance system, and walked behind them, saying, "Lingyan, Aying, put down what you're doing. I'll take you two somewhere."
Lingyan and Aying turned around at the same time upon hearing her voice, put down what they were doing, and turned off the stove. "Where are you going?"
Jiang Si grabbed one of them by the hand and led them into her own space.
Before Lingyan and Aying could react, they found themselves in a place filled with the fragrance of fruit and rich spiritual energy. They looked around, and Lingyan spoke first: "Master, is this your space? My God, Master, you have become a true all-rounder!"
His master didn't have a space before, and because of this, Shu Xubai always mocked her, saying that she had some good things but nowhere to hide them.
Seeing that he was not in any discomfort, Jiang Si was overjoyed and said, "Yes, the biggest gain from coming to the Abel Galaxy is that we have space."
"Feel how comfortable you are in my space. Everything in my space is nourished by my spiritual power. Ah Ying, feel it too."
Aying took a few steps forward, spread her wings, felt around, turned around and smiled, "Master, it feels so comfortable. I feel comfortable in your space."
He was the companion spirit of the Spirit Eye and felt very comfortable in her space. What about the Spirit Eye?
Jiang looked at Lingyan with anticipation. But she didn't know what to expect. She took a step forward, grabbed Lingyan's arm, and dashed out of the space.
"Watch out, Master!" At the critical moment, Lingyan caught Jiang Si, preventing her from falling to the ground when she flashed out of the space, while he himself fell to the ground.
Jiang Si steadied herself and was shocked. She immediately went to check on him and found that his exposed skin, except for his eyes and silver hair, was covered with uneven tree bark.
Jiang Si poured out her spiritual power, enveloping him.
Unexpectedly, her hand was grabbed by the Spirit Eye, stopping her from unleashing her spiritual power. The Spirit Eye seemed unconcerned, laughing as it said to her, "Oh dear, the plant-based spiritual power in the master's space is too concentrated. When I went in, I almost couldn't help but turn into a tree."
"Thank goodness, my master got me out, otherwise I would have turned into a tree in my master's space."
Looking at his smile, Jiang Si knew that everything he said was a lie, a deception, but she couldn't expose him, she couldn't let him know that she knew he was dying: "It would be good if you became a tree, then I would take you wherever I go, and we would never be apart again!"
Lingyan smiled gently, like a celestial being: "That's a good idea. Once we bring Lord Shu Xubai back to Earth and settle the other ginkgo tree companions, I'll turn into a tree in Master's space, so Master can take me wherever he goes."
The spiritual energy in the master's space was too concentrated. His decaying body could not digest the concentrated spiritual energy, and the concentrated spiritual energy would accelerate his aging and his internal decay.
So when he first entered his master's space, he was fine for a moment, but as a tree, in a space rich in plant-based spiritual energy, the plant-based spiritual energy would automatically seep into his body, and he couldn't take it anymore.
Jiang Si grabbed his hand and lifted him up from the ground. Yan Liu wrapped around her hand like a nimble snake around Ling Yan's neck.
The bark covering Lingyan's neck gradually peeled away, and the bark on his face gradually peeled away as well. He raised his uneven, bark-like hand and waved it in front of Jiang Si: "Master, am I scary like this?"
Jiang Si pretended to be relaxed and raised the corner of her mouth: "Spirit Eye, your master is a discerning eye that can recognize heroes and see through the surface to the inside. Besides, trees are just like this, there's nothing scary about them."
Lingyan smiled slowly, the bark on his hands peeled away, revealing smooth, new hands with distinct knuckles. Aying hadn't come out yet. He looked at his master and asked softly, "Master, you are an all-around ability user. Your illusion magic can erase a person's memories and reshape them, right?"
Jiang Si frowned, already having a general idea in mind, but still asked knowingly, "Yes, I can erase anyone's memory and reshape someone's memory. Whose memory do you want me to erase and whose memory to reshape?"
Jiufeng's memories were altered and erased by her. If it weren't for that old, insane zombie vampire making all sorts of contracts, Jiufeng would never have broken through her illusion, regained her memories, and killed him.
Lingyan lowered her hand, her smile as gentle as a spring breeze: "I would like to ask Master to erase Aying's memories of me and reshape him to tell him that he is not my companion spirit!"
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