Jiang Si was caught off guard when she started a live stream. Her hundreds of millions of fans got the news, and wow, the fans who were originally in her daughter and son Jiang Dandan's live stream room instantly turned against her.
The speed and agility of the operation nearly made the StarNet backend engineers, who had been working late for several days, vomit blood. They wished they were octopuses, with eight tentacles and eight legs to keep the live stream running.
You have to understand that Princess Jiang Jiang hasn't done a live stream for over 10 years, only occasionally appearing in news speeches during Earth's New Year holidays. This time, they were terrified that the live stream would crash. If the live stream crashed, their reputation and their bonuses would be crushed and sent flying.
Jiang Si now has the most powerful fan base in the Abel Galaxy. Everyone is desperate for her to do a live stream, and now that she's doing it, she's getting top-tier treatment, with all her fans flocking to her.
The live stream rooms of Jiang Yihe, Jiang Yinuo, and Jiang Dandan are now completely empty; all their fans have left, not a single one remains.
When everyone came in, they saw the beautiful Yanliu holding a cucumber and hosting the event. The background picture behind her was of Agares and Heyan fighting.
Fans erupted in cheers, flooding the chat with comments like, "Heavens above! It's such a rare treat to see Princess Jiang Jiang's live stream in my lifetime!"
"No matter whose live stream it is, it's not as exciting as Princess Jiang Jiang's live stream. Look, look, look, look! Prince Jiang Yinuo's live stream is dismantling antique mecha, Princess Jiang Yihe's live stream is watching bugs, and Bo Xi and the Queen's live stream is showing off their love and making us feel like we're being tortured. They don't treat us fans like human beings at all, they just know how to torture us."
"Princess Jiang Jiang is different. Although she didn't appear in the live broadcast, she gave us the biggest surprise. Marshal Agares is going to do justice and kill the insects."
"What insecticide? That's all trivial, all nonsense. The key is that we have the beautiful Yanliu as the host. After 18 years, Yanliu is still breathtakingly beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people toss and turn, unable to sleep, thinking about her day and night, and wanting to marry her."
"Let's talk about what exactly are the criteria for choosing a partner for the beautiful Yanliu. Has anyone suggested that the Troya Empire can't come up with a benchmark?"
"I want to pursue her, I love her, she's the desktop background of my personal computer, and I'm willing to give up everything for her, so how can I get her?"
"Beauty is like a flower behind the clouds. A beautiful flower can only be admired from afar and not touched. Even if you made a robot to look exactly like the great beauty Yanliu, you couldn't recreate her face."
"Why don't many institutions use her face as a template for plastic surgery? Is it because they don't want to?"
"No, of course not. It's because even if you get her nose done, her face and her hair still look ugly. She's just not as beautiful as her."
"You people, you beasts, you insects, you fish, isn't watching a fight more enjoyable? Why do you want to watch the beautiful Yanliu?"
Holding a cucumber, Yanliu saw the comments in the live stream and said in an incredibly cool way: "Yeah, my friends, what are you looking at me for? You can't have me anyway, what's the use of getting anxious? You might as well watch a fight, that's much more exciting."
"Look, look! The leaders of two empires are fighting! What does this mean? What a magnificent sight this is! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
“You cute little insects of the Zerg, tell me how you want Marshal Agares to beat that little insect you don’t like.”
"As long as you tell me how much you want to be rewarded, Marshal Agares will do as you wish, guaranteeing that you will be satisfied and that you will lose face."
Jiang Si chuckled and gave Yan Liu a thumbs up: "Well said, little darling Yan Liu!"
Jiang Yihe: "..."
The Zerglings: "..."
Let them spend money and rewards, let others attack their king, and embarrass them?
Right, right? What kind of cerebellar atrophy worm could do something like this?
These insects are a savage, bloodthirsty, domineering, and brutal race, but they are not stupid.
Their king might dislike them and scold them, but what kind of beating did they get?
The insects fell silent in unison and stopped giving rewards.
The orcs and merfolk began to cheer: "Hahaha, beautiful Yanliu, if you can talk, then say more! I'm happy to see the insects get their comeuppance."
"You filthy bugs, you've finally met your match! Hahaha, all you ever thought about Princess Jiang Yihe and your Emperor being a couple."
"Now you're all right, aren't you? Marshal Agares will beat your Emperor until he knows why the flowers are so red!"
With a bang.
Agares kicked He Yan in the stomach, sending him crashing to the ground from mid-air.
It smashed a hole in the perfectly good vegetable garden, raising a cloud of dust.
Jiang Si nudged her daughter with her elbow: "Wow, little Yihe, isn't your dad handsome!"
Jiang Yihe turned her head to look at her mother, who hadn't changed in 18 years. Her face was still as young as an 18-year-old's, so tender it seemed like you could squeeze water out of it.
They are about the same height. If they walk outside or appear in the news, everyone will call them sisters and not think they are mother and daughter.
"Handsome. Dad is the most handsome man in the Abel Galaxy. No one can compare to him except for my godfather."
Jiang Si's gaze was originally fixed on Agares, who was falling from the sky. When she heard Jiang Yihe mention her godfather Shu Xubai, she turned her attention to her and praised her, "You have good taste, otherwise your godfather wouldn't have given you his fortune."
Jiang Yihe said with a serious but modest tone, "It's alright, just average, not as good as you, Mom!"
Jiang Si's lips curled into a smile, her eyes gleaming with a cunning light, making her look like a captivating fox: "Don't be modest, little darling. Come on, keep watching your dad swat those bugs!"
Jiang Yihe: "..."
Her relationship with her mother is more like that of friends.
Her mother gave her enough trust and enough freedom.
As for what she does and who she makes friends with, as long as she's in a good mood, as long as she's happy, and as long as she can retaliate when she's hurt by others, that's fine.
This mother, whom everyone dreams of, watched her father beat up the bugs and was almost ready to applaud and cheer. But what did the innocent bugs do wrong?
He Yan, dressed in all black, his black shirt stained with mud, and his face covered in mud, looked utterly disheveled as he crawled out of the pit, spitting out mud from his mouth, spitting and spitting...
Agares descended from the sky with his sword, the long blade imbued with spiritual power, slashing towards He Yan with the murderous intent of a thousand horses.
Jiang Si, who wasn't satisfied with making things worse, shouted, "Go, Agares! Hit it so it'll be buried in the ground and can't be dug out!"
Jiang Yihe: "!!!!"
Yes, this isn't Mom, this is my little sister.
An unreliable mother who looks younger and more childish than her and loves to play!
Holding a cucumber, Yan Liu acted like a professional host: "Everyone, come and see! Marshal Agares and His Majesty He Yan are fighting to a fever pitch!"
"If you bet a cucumber, a tomato, 50 star coins, or one star coin, who do you think will win and who will lose?"
Jiang Si's live stream, with its hundreds of millions of fans, was screaming: "Is there even a need to bet? The little bug is definitely going to lose, but it's teachable; it kept charging in even after being beaten like that."
"Marshal Agares' mental strength and physical abilities have become even stronger. I dare say that in the entire Abel system, there are few people who can rival him. His Majesty He Yan still has his eye on someone else's daughter. Tell me, was this beating worth it?"
"You should still keep thinking about it. What's the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish?"
"Let's just say Princess Yihe is so adorable, is it that we don't want to think about her?"
"Of course not, it's because she has a strong mother and a strong father. We're cowardly, we're afraid, we hide in our holes like mice."
"It's alright, it's alright. If His Majesty He Yan really cares about Princess Xiao Yihe, today's beating is just an appetizer. There will be plenty of days when he gets beaten in the future."
Before He Yan could even finish spitting out the mud in his mouth, he raised his knife to block Agares's falling blade.
With a clang, the knife broke in two.
Before even landing in mid-air, Agares did a 360-degree spin and kicked He Yan against the wall of Abel Manor.
With a crack, the wall of the manor split open.
When Hilt, the chief steward of Abel Manor, heard the sound, his head buzzed.
Oh no, oh no, oh no! The walls of Abel Manor are cracking again. More than ten years ago, the walls on the second floor were cracking every day, and they were replaced every day. Now, more than ten years later, the walls on the first floor are cracking. I don't know if the walls on the first floor need to be replaced either.
Forget it, let's hurry up and book a repair team. Tell them to come over as soon as they have time. It's the Queen's birthday, little princess and little prince. We can't let people from other countries know that the residence of their Prince of Troya Empire has cracked.
"Wow wow wow!" Yan Liu exclaimed exaggeratedly, turning the live broadcast camera to sweep over Jiang Si and land on He Yan, who had rolled off the wall: "Dear viewers, my friends, the match is over! Marshal Agares has won! That's all for today's live broadcast. See you later, bye-bye!"
After Yanliu finished speaking, she immediately cut off the live stream, and the screen went black in the live stream room.
Billions of Star Friends Fans: "..."
What does that mean? What does that mean?
Who's so kind as to be short of a little bit of data?
Why did you cut it off after only a few minutes of streaming?
What's wrong with letting them watch a little longer?
It's not like there's no donation; people are donating like water.
Agares put the knife in its sheath and into the spatial button. He glanced at He Yan, who was clutching his chest and hadn't gotten up for a long time, then walked towards Jiang Si and held out his hand to her: "Come on, I'll go cook. You can help me."
Jiang Si held his hand, her smile bright and innocent: "Great! There are so many people coming to eat today. We need at least 30 dishes, served in big basins, and at least 100 jin of rice."
Agares looked down at her, his eyes filled with deep affection, wishing he could hold her tightly: "Hmm, we still need to steam 200 catties of rice. The dozen or so little mermaids at Quanjian's house are all little fish buckets. Each fish needs at least 10 catties of rice to keep them full."
Jiang Si exclaimed, "Honey, you actually called the cute little fish in the spring a 'fish bucket'? Be careful she doesn't throw those dozen or so little mermaids into your house and eat you out of house and homeless!"
Agares led her along, reminding her, "Deep-sea mermaids, whether small or large, cry out, and the pearls that flow from them are large and round."
"So, my dear princess, are you sure that if Quanjian sends me those dozen or so little mermaids, it won't make me money, but will instead bankrupt me?"
Ginger shreds: "!!!!"
That makes so much sense, she was speechless.
So she should keep a deep-sea mermaid, make it cry all the time, and the pearls will be big and round, and the money will flow in endlessly.
When Agares led Jiang Si to the entrance of the manor house, He Yan stood up, dressed in black, looking extremely disheveled, one hand covering his chest and the other against the wall.
A dignified emperor, reduced to a pathetic, drowned dog.
Agares, the one who kicked a dog when it was down, said to it, "Your Majesty Heyan's swordsmanship has improved considerably since more than ten years ago. I thank Your Majesty Heyan for sparring with me today. Please spar with me again tonight when you have time."
He Yan felt like he was swallowing a bitter pill, unable to express his suffering. He could only endure the pain and maintain his gentlemanly demeanor in front of Jiang Yihe, saying, "It is my honor to spar with Marshal Agares, but not tonight. I promised Yihe that I would take her to the Giant Rose Town to see the roses."
Agares stopped in his tracks, his deep, unfathomable eyes suddenly sharpening as he looked at He Yan's uninjured but disheveled face: "Your Majesty He Yan, the Yi He you're talking about isn't my Yi He, is it? My family has a curfew at 9:30, so Yi He can't possibly go out."
Ginger shreds: "..."
The little bug just can't learn.
Why did you provoke him for no reason?
He's a doting father!
Although he knew that his daughter's plant-based mental power level was very high, and that in a real fight she could fight the little bug to a draw, or even be better, he knew that she could fight it to a draw.
But who would raise a girl for 18 years and not cherish her like a precious jewel!
He Yan: "!!!!"
Why argue with him? Why provoke him? He's so foul-mouthed.
How could I forget that he is Xiao Yihe's father?
How can we act like before, where we have to argue with him even if we can't stand him, and fight him even if we can't beat him?
The defeated little insect could only watch helplessly as its raised offspring followed Agares, whom it had disliked from the beginning, into the house.
"Hiss!" The pain that He Yan had been enduring burst forth the moment they entered the house and could no longer see him. He jumped up, rubbed his body with his hands, and cursed, "Damn it, that bastard Agares really went all out. He was sure I wouldn't dare to beat him up in his house."
Yan Liu, who had been trailing behind them, clicked her tongue like she was calling a dog: "He Yan, you little bug, do you want to hear what you have to say?"
He Yan, who had been jumping around and rubbing his body in pain, suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Yan Liu: "Didn't you go inside with them? Why are you still outside?"
Yan Liu was stunningly beautiful, with an overwhelming presence and a queen-like aura. She walked forward and stood in front of He Yan. Wearing eight-centimeter high heels, she was nearly 1.8 meters tall: "Little bug, did you say that you lost to Agares and couldn't get Jiang Si because you weren't strong enough?"
"Of course not, it's because you're brainless. You haven't improved at all after all these years. If I were you, I would never offend me."
He Yan: "!!!!"
What does that mean? Who offended her?
It just didn't want others to see it looking pathetic, so its tone was a little unfriendly.
Looking at it, Yanliu sighed softly. "This child is hopeless. With its dim-witted appearance, it still has feelings for Jiang Yihe. No wonder Marshal Agares was so irritable and beat it."
He Yan saw her sigh and looked at it as if it were an idiot: "Yan Liu, what do you mean? What kind of look is that? What did I do to offend you? Explain yourself!"
Yanliu gave her a look that said, "You'll see," and stepped over it to go back to her room. Chief Steward Hilt came out and said respectfully, "Your Highness Yanliu, the order you placed 30 minutes ago has been delivered. If it weren't for the fact that you needed it urgently, I would have carried it back to your room for you."
Has the giant insecticide I ordered arrived?
Oh, right, she bought the express service.
Yan Liu glanced at He Yan again with a half-smile: "If it's not something you need urgently, don't move it to my room. Go and take it to Marshal Agares!"
Hilt respectfully replied, "Yes," and went back to his room to carry over a large box containing a giant insecticide. He then delivered it to Marshal Agares, who was in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up and an apron tied, cooking for himself without the help of any cooks.
It's said that men who cook are the most handsome, especially those who have just finished a fight, haven't shed a single sweat, and whose clothes aren't even wrinkled. Men with broad shoulders, narrow waists, long legs, and power are even more handsome when they cook.
People flooded into Jiang Yihe's live stream again. Almost all of the more than 100 billion Zerg fans came, partly to see her. The little girl was so cute and pretty, with golden eyes, she was incredibly beautiful.
Secondly, let's look at their idol, their goddess Jiang Si. She is still as beautiful as ever, her appearance hasn't changed at all in the past 10 years.
Thirdly, they wanted to see the beautiful Yanliu. They wondered when Yanliu, the number one beauty and healer in the Abel Galaxy, would come to their Zerg territory for a tour of treatment and to help them regulate their mental energy so that they wouldn't have to rely on the male's mental energy anymore.
Fourthly, they see that their own people cannot win, and they cannot criticize the incompetent emperor. They are disappointed that their people cannot win even after more than ten years. They have not made any progress over the years.
People flooded back into Jiang Dandan and Jiang Yinuo's live stream room. Their respective live stream background images changed. Jiang Yinuo was now dismantling and piloting a mecha, achieving 100% integration. Everyone was incredibly envious, and the entire live stream room was filled with envy.
In Jiang Dandan's live stream, Hunter had finished his official business and, dressed in a serious black robe with wide sleeves, was taking Jiang Dandan, who was 18 years old and still only 1.2/3 meters tall, on a flying vehicle to go to Abel Manor for dinner.
Jiang Dandan lay on the back seat of the aircraft like a boneless creature, her head resting on Hunter's lap, fast asleep and completely oblivious to her surroundings.
Hunter looked down at her. If the doting and love in his eyes could be materialized, then Jiang Dandan would be wrapped in Hunter's doting and love so tightly that no one could break through it.
Viewers in Jiang Dandan's live stream were filled with hatred, jealousy, and sourness. "The Troya Empire's royal family not only produces lovers, but they also attract lovers. Look, look! The former emperor wasn't born on the same day, month, and year as his empress, but he died on the same day, month, and year as his empress."
"Then there was His Majesty Relos, who, by his own strength, transcended races to marry a blue dragon and ruled the Troia Empire with it for decades. After his abdication, he took it to travel through the Abel system and explore the vast universe."
"Look at Prince Agares, he's like a clingy pest. No matter what event Princess Jiang Jiang attends, you'll see him there. His eyes are filled with more affection and a predatory intent than affection and a predatory intent."
"Looking at Her Majesty the Queen of the Troia Empire, even though she is a human-dragon hybrid, even though she looks very young now, and is as short as a winter melon at 18, the Hunter truly loves her."
"Think about it, look at it. What have Bo Xi and Her Majesty the Queen done all these years since they ascended the throne? She has done nothing. All she knows is to play, have fun, and flatter Her Majesty while hunting her down."
"It's good that he hunted down His Majesty. He went to take the exam and got the position of Executive Officer of the Supreme Court, and also served as the Deputy Marshal of the Army. According to rumors, Marshal Agares intends to give up his position as Marshal and wants to follow his brother His Majesty Relos' example and take Princess Jiang Jiang out to play."
"Bo Jichen's Azure Dragon Dog didn't agree, saying that Agares could only step down as marshal after the children graduated from school and were able to stand tall and upright."
"I've never understood why other families fight tooth and nail for power, money, this, and that, but in the Troia Empire, everyone is as lazy as an egg and doesn't want to do anything?"
"Don't be confused, it's all because of that bastard Bo Jichen."
"His words were like a wake-up call, leaving me speechless. I even felt that, yes, it was that dog's fault, absolutely its fault."
Bo Jichen is notorious because he has a bad reputation, because he is too despicable, and because he is not a good person. He is not involved in good cases, but he is always the one to take the blame for bad ones.
Bo Jichen, who was being blamed endlessly, cuddled with his sweetheart while also being sly: "Sweetheart, it's the birthday of the three little rascals, a six-day birthday party, and the first day of the broadcast. Look, look, how much money have I made for you?"
That's right, the idea of the three little ones starting a live stream was orchestrated by Bo Jichen, who invested in Spring Breeze Star Network at home and authorized it to all major official websites in the entire Abel Galaxy.
The three kids split the advertising revenue with Xingwang 50/50, while Bo Jichen, who acted as the matchmaker, splits it 30/70 with Chunfeng Xingwang. Furthermore, as the largest shareholder of Chunfeng Xingwang, he also gets a large share.
In other words, the three kids earned 100 Star Coins from the ad rewards. They took 50 Star Coins, StarNet took 50 Star Coins, and StarNet split the remaining 50 Star Coins with Bo Jichen, the middleman, on a 30/70 basis.
Bo Jichen takes 70% and Xingwang takes 30%. With Xingwang taking 30%, when the total revenue is reported at the end of the year, Bo Jichen, as an 80% shareholder of Xingwang, should still be able to receive 80% of the share.
In other words, the money those three kids made from live streaming wasn't even as much as Bo Jichen, the middleman and unscrupulous businessman, who was the real big boss.
No, no, the real big boss is Leilos. All the money it earns goes to Leilos, not a single penny is left for him, not a single cent is taken. So, of the three kids' live streams, Leilos is the one who makes the most money.
Leilos patted its head and coaxed the dragon in a indulgent voice: "My great dragon is really amazing. Even when it's not in a position of power, it can still strategize and command. No one can compare to my great dragon."
"So, Da Longlong, could you please get off me so I can take a shower, change my clothes, and then we can go to Abel Manor for dinner?"
"Sweetie, let's shower together!"
Upon hearing that his beloved was going to take a shower, Bo Jichen's purple eyes lit up like light bulbs. He tossed aside his personal computer and, with lightning speed, hoisted Leilos onto his shoulder and scurried into the bathroom.
All the stoves in the kitchen of Abel Manor were running at full capacity, cooking all kinds of stewed meats, braised meats, and seafood, not steaming or stewing in small pots, but in large pots.
There's a big pot for stewing two or three hundred pounds of meat, and another for braising one or two hundred pounds of meat. There are also various large steamers for steaming, stir-frying, and braising all kinds of seafood.
There are also various cold dishes, stir-fries, and stir-fried vegetables. One pot can yield at least three plates. The lemon spicy chicken feet alone weigh ten pounds.
He Yan watched as Agares handled the food methodically and swiftly, even more skillfully than a master chef, while He Yan, who was serving dishes on the sidelines, began to deeply reflect on his own actions.
My daughter has always eaten like this since she was little. No wonder there were always lots of delicious food items in her social media feed when I took her out to play before.
It's such a failure, such a miscalculation. It really doesn't know how to take care of the baby. The baby has to prepare the food and even makes her eat leftovers.
Well, even if the lunchbox is kept fresh for a year, in He Yan's eyes it's not freshly cooked food, it's not leftovers.
Zaizai is a precious little princess, a delicate little princess. She shouldn't eat leftovers. She's so negligent and useless; she didn't even think of that.
No, in order for the baby to eat fresh, delicious, and favorite food, it must start learning immediately and resolutely prevent the baby from eating leftovers from the previous night.
And so, He Yan, who had just been beaten up, taken a shower, and cleaned himself up, and was in a bad mood when he came over to help Agares and figured out how to dump the plate on his head, started chattering away with great eagerness: "Agares, what are you doing? Is that shark fin or vermicelli in your hand? How many grams of minced garlic are you putting in it?"
"Agares, what kind of powder is used to coat the fried pork belly? How many minutes is it usually fried? How much salt is added? And what kind of oil is it fried in?"
"Agares, steamed, boiled, fried, raw—what are the differences in their taste and ingredients?"
"Agares, can everything be fried, boiled, stewed, or braised? Hey, you stir-fry those leafy greens, and you can eat them after just a few flips?"
"Why is this dish boiled and the seasonings poured on top, instead of just putting the seasonings directly into the pot and mixing them?"
“Agares…”
The huge kitchen was filled with He Yan's voice. Agares disliked it and spoke to it sparingly, as cold as could be.
If it weren't to prevent his young wife and daughter from serving and washing dishes, he wouldn't have used this little bug and endured its chattering.
Jiang Siyan and Jiang Yihe sat at the small table in the kitchen, watching their chatter as they cut fruit and set out fruit platters. This meal not only had too much rice, but also too much fruit.
About an hour later, people started arriving one after another. Yu Feifei and Bai Shaoqing arrived with their children and Jialuo Xuanqing one after the other.
Upon arrival, they should roll up their sleeves and put on their aprons as required, and then go to work in the kitchen.
They had barely started their work when Yuan Yigun arrived with his panda cub. The little panda cub hadn't yet transformed into a human; its round body weighed a whopping 500 pounds. If the manor gate hadn't been tall enough and the space large enough, such a round little kitten wouldn't have been able to fit inside.
As soon as the kittens arrived, they sat on the little stools and became the objects of Jiang Si and the others' feeding: peeled bamboo shoots, peeled pumpkins, bright red apples, juicy pears, and sour grapes.
They said they were making a fruit platter, but the kitten would eat half an apple and more than half a bunch of grapes. Being able to eat is a blessing, and they were willing to pamper it, feed it, and spoil it.
By 8 p.m., the huge round dining table was filled with all kinds of food. All kinds of meat were served in basins, and seafood was served directly on large trays. Various green stir-fries were served in at least three plates, and sometimes five, six, seven or eight plates.
200 jin of rice were steamed, and more than a dozen buckets of juice were made. The super rotating round table could seat more than 100 people, and the Quanjian family alone had more than 20 members.
The twenty-odd people from the Red Eyebrows Fleet, along with Feng Liangcheng, who shamelessly came to freeload, and Generals Zuo Jin and You Yu, and their vice-general.
Jiang Si and her group, along with A Zhi and her tree, filled all 100+ seats, with two extra chairs added to make room for them.
The dozen or so baby fish from Quanjian's family, ignoring the large bowl of food in front of them, were all cute and pink. Each baby fish had blue eyes, completely inheriting the deep blue eyes of its father, Fu Huan, like the ocean.
The live stream of Jiang Yihe, Jiang Yinuo, and Jiang Dandan showed them glancing at the huge table before placing the live stream ball in the living room and aiming it at the flowers. They were eating in the dining room.
Viewers in the three live stream rooms were extremely resentful: "My goodness, when I scanned the live stream rooms just now, I saw not only bad players, but also some super, super hidden masters."
"They're not just hidden big shots, they're practically big shots who could achieve financial freedom and live a life of ease just by grabbing one of them. Tell me, is anyone willing to join in a siege of Abel Manor and capture all those walking big star coins on the bounty list and hand them over to the authorities?"
"No way, no way. Aren't those big shots in the Red Eyebrow Fleet retired and no longer involved in the business? It won't be easy to catch them, will it?"
"You're all dreaming, dreaming big. You don't even look at who they're eating with. You think you can get away with it before the meal and make your finances run out? They could just grab you and throw you into the depths of space."
"Alright, alright, we can't see the food, we can't see the people, all we can do now is admire the flowers. This is too much, and our Emperor is too much too. He goes out to eat delicious food, leaving our Zerg without any green plants or fruits on any planet except our capital."
"That good-for-nothing! If it had been able to steal Princess Jiang Jiang from Agares's side back then, wouldn't our Zerg be prosperous and thriving?"
Jiang Si and the others couldn't hear the shouts from the live stream. They were exchanging drinks, chatting and laughing, making the large dinner table look just like a big family and friends gathering.
Agares' culinary skills have reached a level of perfection; anyone who has tasted his cooking must give him a thumbs up.
They felt that he was not only highly intelligent and capable, but also quick to learn. He could both protect his country and dote on his wife. Everyone present, whether unmarried or married, wanted to learn from him.
The meal lasted from 8 pm to 12 pm. Abel Manor was large enough that all the guest rooms were prepared. Except for Jiang Dandan, who had hunted back to the palace, everyone else checked into Abel Manor.
It was almost one o'clock when Jiang Si took a nap. She had just fallen asleep when Agares tiptoed up.
She opened her eyes and asked, "Where are you going, honey?"
Agares turned around, bent down, and kissed her: "I suddenly remembered that Yanliu bought me some insecticide that I haven't used yet. We have so many guests at home, we can't let the bugs bite us."
Jiang Si felt sleepy, and because she was sleepy, her brain wasn't working properly, and she was a little dazed: "Didn't we just clean and disinfect the house inside and out a few days ago? How could there be bugs?"
Although Hilt was a bit old, he was meticulous in his work. The manor was spotless, whether anyone was there or not, and you couldn't find a single hair.
Agares coaxed her softly, "Yes, there are tiny bugs that are hard to spot. Go to sleep, I'll be right there."
Jiang Si believed him, adjusted her pillow, snuggled under the covers, closed her eyes, and began to fall asleep again.
Agares tucked her blanket in, put on her bathrobe, and went out carrying two bottles of insecticide—a giant insecticide. The bottles were as huge and tall as its name suggested.
Jiang Yihe and Jiang Yinuo's room is on this floor. When Agares opened the door and went out, he saw He Yan, that little bastard, standing at the door of Jiang Yihe's room, looking like he had just come out, or like he had been out for a long time.
The most upright and straightforward man in the Agales Abel system is either physically assaulting others or verbally attacking them. His physical attacks are either fatal or severely wounding, and his verbal attacks are aimed straight to the heart.
He hadn't been angry for many, many years, but now, seeing that little bastard He Yan standing at his daughter's door like a pervert, his anger flared up like wildfire and a raging river.
In addition, it was past midnight, the middle of the night. He was furious but also restrained. He grabbed the giant insecticide and went straight over, spraying it all over He Yan.
The insecticide developed for giant insects can knock down mutated insects weighing tens or even hundreds of kilograms. However, the original form of He Yan weighs neither hundreds nor tens of kilograms, but is estimated to weigh several hundred kilograms. Its pair of giant wings alone weigh one or two hundred kilograms, not to mention its body.
But it is still an insect. Even if it evolves into a human, mutates into a human, or becomes a hybrid human, in its blood and in its heritage, it is still an insect.
A tiny bit of insecticide can take down hundreds of pounds of mutated insects. A whole bottle of insecticide will knock He Yan down. Not only did it not fight back, but it was too embarrassed to fight back in the middle of the night.
Too embarrassed to fight back, it fell to the ground with a thud under the lethal force of the insecticide, turning into a miniature black moth.
It has the bloodline of the giant fluttering moth, although it had never awakened it. However, this time, the application of insecticide unexpectedly caused it to awaken the bloodline of the giant fluttering moth.
Faced with this unexpected turn of events, Agares was taken aback. He tossed the insecticide into his spatial storage, squatted down, reached out, grabbed the wings of the large black moth, He Yan, and lifted it up.
Before she could even take a closer look at how such a huge bug had shrunk to such a miniature size, Jiang Yihe, wearing ankle-length pajamas, hugging a large moth-shaped plush pillow, her black hair loose, opened the door and appeared in the doorway: "Dad, what are you doing?"
Agares, holding He Yan's wings, stood up, raised his hand, and said in a serious tone as if nothing had happened, "Dad just went to bed and heard the insects chirping. When he came out, he saw this huge fluttering moth, but it's okay now, Dad has already caught it."
Jiang Yihe looked at the large, black, small, and rather cute fluttering moth in her father's hand, but it seemed dead: "Dad, is it dead?"
Agares pinched Heyan's wing and shook it: "It should be dead. You go to sleep. I'll go downstairs, dig a hole, and bury it."
Jiang Yihe suggested, "I'll go with Dad."
Agares gently refused: "You don't need to go with your father to bury a little bug. It's too late, go to bed early and get up early tomorrow!"
"Okay, Daddy, goodnight, Daddy!" Before leaving, Jiang Yihe glanced at the big black moth one last time, still finding it rather cute.
"Goodnight, baby!" Agares replied with a goodnight, watched her retreat into her room, closed the door, and then took the large, fluttering moth and went downstairs.
The moonlight, bright as silver, fell on the ground. A gentle breeze blew, and the vast manor was filled with the fragrance of fruit, grass, and earth.
The giant fluttering moth is still breathing, its chest is still rising and falling, but the insecticide has confused it, leaving it in a coma from which it cannot wake up.
Agares took a large shovel and dug a pit nearly 5 meters deep after one or two shovelfuls. He then casually tossed a large black moth into the pit.
Apply soil, compact it, and then stomp on it a couple more times with your feet.
Agares placed the large shovel into the spatial button, patted the non-existent dust off his hands, curled the corners of his mouth, took two steps forward, and leaped into the air.
He jumped directly from below to the second-floor balcony, returned to his room from the balcony, washed his hands, took off his pajamas, went to bed, and cuddled his wife for a sweet sleep.
No one knew that he had just buried a giant fluttering moth, and even fewer people knew that the giant fluttering moth was the king of hundreds of billions of insects.
On the morning of the second day, just as dawn was breaking, Agares gently placed the baby in her arms on the bed, lifted the warm bed frame, and tiptoed to the bathroom to brush her teeth, wash her face, and put on her running clothes.
Sigh, it was just 5 o'clock when he left the house and went for a run. Well, fine, Agares ran specifically to the place where Heyan was buried, and to make sure it hadn't crawled out of the ground, he ran back and forth between the burial sites.
Yes, the main point is to compact and flatten the ground...
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