"Messiah is so stingy. He doesn't even have servants. Look at where our admiral lives. It's like a doghouse."
Anya subconsciously walked towards the kitchen. "The ice cream needs to be put in the freezer quickly, ma'am...eh? Where's ma'am?"
Pei Ji finally came back to his senses and made a "hush" gesture to everyone in the room.
"He's asleep."
"Ah..." Anya quickly covered her mouth and lowered her voice, "Do you want to prepare a midnight snack?"
"Let's cook some light porridge. The food we brought from the market is too greasy." Demi said, "In case the lady wakes up at night, she can eat something to fill her stomach."
"That makes sense." Anya tapped her palm.
She turned and went into the kitchen, and within two minutes, she came out again with a look of disgust on her face.
"Admiral, there's not even any rice in your kitchen."
"No?" Pei Ji was confused. "Why are you here? Why are you so skilled?!"
"That's what I'm asking." Phil held the little robot in his arms. "We're professionals. We can't be unskilled with this stuff, right?"
Little Robot: [┗|｀O′|┛I am also professional! ]
Phil: "Wow, you can even understand what people are saying."
In order to demonstrate its professionalism, the little robot angrily crawled out of Phil's arms and went to help them clean up the room.
"The third-generation AI smart chip is really good." Xingyao said, holding her chin, "We can consider applying it to the mecha module."
"So why are you here?" Pei Ji lowered his voice and asked again.
Demi looked at Pei Ji and scolded him again: "I told you to look at the terminal!"
Pei Ji opened the terminal and finally found Demi's message among the mess of messages: [General, we are here to support you!]
The picture is a gold card.
"Grandpa Hall asked us to help you swipe the tickets." Demi took out her gold card and said, "Quickly check your ticket count."
Pei Ji opened the voting page and saw that he, who was ranked third from the bottom a few hours ago, was now hanging high above Shen Que and Jiang Jianyue.
And the number of votes after the name...had two more zeros than the second place.
Pei Ji: "...isn't your brushing too obvious?"
Demi and Anya looked at Phil resentfully.
"Oh..." Phil touched his nose, "I was originally planning to get you the same number of votes as the lady, but when I asked the ticket counter how much it cost per vote, he said 1. I thought it was 1,000 star coins per vote, so I bet 10 million. Who knew it was 10 star coins per vote..."
“It’s too cheap…”
Pei Ji: “…”
Phil: "It's okay, Admiral. I'll help your wife apply it tomorrow so it won't be obvious to you."
Pei Ji: "It's more obvious, okay?!"
Anya interrupted: "Tickets are not important. The most important thing now is to cook supper for my wife..."
Demi: "Yes, that's more important. We'll talk about the competition later. I'll help you choose the ingredients. How about fish porridge?"
Anya: "Then we need to prepare ginger, eggs, fresh fish slices, and crushed peanuts..."
Three little maids gathered together to study Messiah's fully automatic delivery service.
There seemed to be a sudden surge of fresh air in the air.
Pei Ji looked at them and felt a familiar feeling in his heart.
Like the sunshine in the desert, it shines warmly on him again through the boundless starry sky and ocean.
Warm, bright and full of life.
This is what he comes from his hometown - eternal blessing.
Someone patted Pei Ji on the shoulder.
"How was Messiah's trip?" Jin Yi's tone was flat, as if he was talking about what he had eaten today.
The future administrative minister of Baisha Star was as cold and stern as a snow-capped mountain as always, standing calmly behind his future lord.
Pei Ji chuckled softly, "Not very good."
"It seems you need some help." Jin Yi looked at him leisurely.
Pei Ji raised his eyebrows, a familiar arrogance showing through the corners of his sharp eyes, "It's very necessary."
He looked at the three little maids and called out, "Anya."
Anya raised her head and looked at Pei Ji in confusion.
I saw him equipped with a gun and a dagger.
"Help me take good care of your wife."
Anya was slightly stunned. "Taking care of the Madam... That's Anya's job..."
She suddenly noticed Pei Ji's serious look, her heart sank, and she understood something.
"Don't worry." Anya patted her chest, "Anya will never leave."
"You're doing something behind my wife's back again." Demi looked at Pei Ji and frowned disapprovingly. "You'll get scolded."
Pei Ji turned around and raised the corners of his mouth.
"It's not like I'm doing it behind his back. He was the one who told me to use underhanded tactics to deal with the princess."
There was a strong flame in Pei Ji's eyes.
"I'm really tired of being controlled by others here. I have to be submissive and put up with everything. This is so unlike me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door rang again.
Pei Ji reached out to open the door, and the princess's personal maid Tina appeared outside with two guards.
“General Pei, I’m here to see Commander Shen…” Tina raised her face as always and began to give orders without even glancing at Pei Ji.
But this time, she had just said half of her words when she suddenly realized that the atmosphere was wrong.
Before she could react, a powerful mental force suddenly hit her. With two muffled sounds, the followers behind her fell to the ground.
The next second, a cold dagger was pressed against Tina's throat.
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