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Chapter 187 Who's flirting with whom, and who's secretly pleased? Nobody knows. Anyway, the Zerg are just being attacked.

Chongming's sharp gaze softened instantly: "I understand."

Does he know?

What did he know?
She only wanted his blood and craved his flesh, imagining day and night how delicious and succulent it would be to bury him under the roots of a tree.

Jiang Chacha gave an "oh" and said very perfunctorily, "It's good that you know. Just focus on your work and your official duties, and don't call me for no reason."

Chongming asked in a low voice, "Well, is there anything else you'd like to ask about the Phoenix Clan of the Great Western Kingdom in the Tianfeng Star System?"

Jiang Chacha's black eyes darted around, her back straightened, and she asked, "Chongming, what is the longest-living race in the M31 star system?"

Chongming's golden eyes were deep and unfathomable: "Longevity is related to superpowers. The higher the level of one's superpower, the more one can live if one manages it properly without any agitation and if one's mental sea is smooth."

"If we're not talking about which race has the longest average lifespan, it's the Turtle Clan of the Xiling Republic. If they live in human form, their average lifespan is over 500 years, and if they live in beast form, their average lifespan is over a thousand years."

Tortoise Clan!

Dragon clan!

Phoenix Clan!
Tiger Clan!

One Vermilion Bird is missing.

Yes, there is a peacock. The attendant who is about the same height as Zhongli He is probably a beautiful male peacock.

In that sense, the M31 galaxy is rich in the space she inhabits, a world of all mythical beasts and monsters.

However, here, there is no such thing as a monster or a divine beast; there is only the concept of beastmen.

So here's the question: what kind of being is the beast god they worship and believe in? Is it the creator of this world, a god from another world?

Jiang Chacha looked at Chongming with sparkling eyes: "Are there any Vermilion Bird Clan members?"

Chongming nodded: "Not only the Vermilion Bird Clan, but also the White Tiger Clan."

Wow, all four mythical beasts are here!

If one divine beast croaks once, and four divine beasts croak together and eat together, her magical power should be able to recover to its peak, or even higher.

So how can we take a shortcut and bury all four mythical beasts under her tree roots to serve as her nutrients and fertilizer?

Jiang Chacha swallowed hard, wanting to eat them and also wanting to kill them: "Do you have any information? Let me take a look?"

Chongming narrowed his eyes slightly: "Whose information do you want?"

Driven by the need for food and fertilizer, Jiang Chacha, a tea tree spirit with only a little over 30% of her magical power, became flexible and obsequious: "I originally wanted to get to know you better and ask for your detailed information, but we're too familiar with each other, and your nephew is my roommate. I'll ask him later."

"Then...then I became more curious about the other races. As the head of the Zhenlin Empire, you must have more complete information. Would you like a copy?"

Chongming leaned back in his office chair, crossed his left leg over his right, clasped his hands together, and stared intently at her through the screen without saying a word.

Jiang Chacha looked at him and felt that he was seducing her, tempting her, and beckoning her, as if to say, "Come on, I'll let you bite my neck, gnaw on my flesh, and drink my blood."

They are now separated by several galaxies. It would take several hours for the spaceship to jump, and several days if they didn't jump.

Seeing that he couldn't eat or drink, she sighed, her mind racing, and she started spouting nonsense with a straight face: "The reason I asked you for the information is because we're thinking about the space exhibition. Our working hours are only 6 hours, and we can't be idle the rest of the time. I'm researching the different types of superpowers among various races and the levels of their mental strength."

"You know, the assessment for the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces is just a side job for me. I prefer being a therapist."

"The first essential element of being a healer is mastering the basic information about all the major races. What do you say, Your Highness?"

Chongming watched her attempt to justify herself, and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Jiang Chacha, your lying skills need improvement."

Jiang Chacha exclaimed, "Who's lying? I, I'm not lying. I'm just curious about powerful beastman races like Zhong Lihe and you."

"If you find me the information, I'll look at it. If you don't find me the information, I can just browse the internet myself."

See, she gets furious when you expose her.

He can't even lie well, but luckily he has many awakened superpowers and is strong enough.

Chongming sighed slightly and nodded: "I understand. It's too late. Go to bed and don't sit on the floor."

Jiang Chacha grinned at him and said, "I like sitting on the ground."

Chongming said meaningfully, "I thought you liked sleeping in my bed."

Jiang Chacha bluntly said, "I like sleeping in your bed because you give me solace and comfort through my supernatural mental energy."

Chongming nodded: "I understand. I'll have someone compile a list of data on the various races in the M31 star system for you later. Good night, get some sleep, goodbye."

Having achieved her goal, Jiang Chacha waved to him and said, "Goodbye, goodnight."

With her personal computer cut off, Jiang Chacha didn't bother checking online. Instead, she took a blanket from her spatial storage, covered herself with it, and hid her legs and feet.

Under the blanket, her legs transformed into tree roots, plunging into the ground and rapidly burrowing downwards, expanding infinitely to absorb nutrients from the earth and supply them to her.

He then formed hand seals and began cultivating, absorbing nutrients and meager spiritual energy from the air to enhance his magical power.

Chongming sat in his office chair, looking at the projected image in front of him. In the image, Jiang Chacha was lying on the floor covered with a blanket, without a pillow, her eyes closed, as if she were in a deep sleep.

The blanket obscured her view, so her belly, legs, and body were not visible; only her face was visible.

Chongming stared at her on the screen for a long time, then turned it off and sent a message to Zhonglihe: "Stop thinking about poaching people from your own side every day. You can't poach personnel number 59311 from the Imperial Guard. Stop thinking about it all the time and you'll lose sleep."

Zhong Lihe replied instantly: "Where there's a will, there's a way. As long as I swing my hammer well, there's no wall I can't break down."

"You didn't see it, that little female in your Guards unit, number 59311, made my eyes pop out."

"What does this mean? It means she has a crush on me."

"With a mere swing of a hammer, I can lure a secret admirer back to my Great Western Kingdom."

"Of course, if you're scared, just tell me. If you tell me in a way that makes me happy, I won't kidnap you anymore."

Chongming replied, "General Kong Que called Secretary Wen an hour ago. Guess what he said?"

Zhong Lihe: "???"

Kong Que made a phone call to Secretary Wen?

Looking for Chongming?
He has his own contact information; he can just contact him directly. Why does he need to go through Secretary Wen?

Chongming replied: "Lieutenant General Kong Que said that our CEO's superpower is agitated and his mental sea is unstable, which is quite serious. He hopes that Secretary Wen can convey to Commander Chongming that if possible, he hopes that Commander Chongming can ask Jiang Chacha, the only mutant plant-type 3S-level healer in the Zhenlin Empire, to calm down our CEO's superpower agitation and sort out his mental sea."

Upon seeing the reply, Zhong Lihe's sapphire blue eyes blazed with fury. He turned and shouted, "Kong Que, you come here and die!"

Kong Que, who was in a different bedroom from him in the same room, heard his shout, closed the things he was dealing with, went out, and came to him: "What's wrong? CEO?"

Zhong Lihe projected the message onto the screen of his personal computer, and Chongming's information appeared: "What does this mean? How dare you bypass me to go after Chongming?"

Kong Que glanced at their information and realized that it was his own CEO who was provoking him to poach someone's talent, and Commander Ren Chongming was just retaliating appropriately.

Zhong Lihe sat up and looked up at him: "What else do you have to say?" Kong Que lowered his eyes and looked into his sapphire blue eyes, then squatted down in front of him, so that he was looking up at him. "CEO, we came to the Zhenlin Empire Space Weapons Exhibition for three reasons. First, to sell space weapons. Second, to discuss in-depth cooperation with Commander Chongming. Third, to have the Zhenlin Empire's 3S-level mutant plant-type healer calm your superpowers and sort out your mental energy, so that you will no longer suffer from the pain of your superpowers and mental energy agitation."

"You're something else, always clamoring about Commander Chongming. Yes, you have a life-or-death bond with him, but you can't try to poach his deputy general when you see him, and then try to poach the young female guards when you see them."

"You have this habit of constantly undermining the commander of Chongming. If you succeed, you'll be hated; if you fail, you'll be disliked. Can't you just stop?"

“Kong…Que…” Zhonglihe reached out and touched his forehead: “Whose lieutenant general are you? Have you forgotten that you are now my adjutant? You have to listen to me, listen to me.”

Kong Que grabbed his hand: "CEO, be serious."

Zhong Lihe looked at his hand that had been grabbed: "You want to rebel?"

Kong Que respectfully replied, "I dare not."

Zhong Lihe: "It's best if you don't dare, but next time you're not allowed to go to Chongming behind my back."

Kong Que replied, "Yes, Chief Executive Officer."

Zhong Lihe gestured and pulled Kong Que to sit next to him. "Tell me, the little female with the Zhenlin Empire's guard number 59311 has a crush on me. If I use my charm on her, can I steal her away?"

Kong Que smiled helplessly and stood up.

Zhong Lihe hurriedly asked, "Where are you going again?"

Kong Que replied: "I will go and ask Commander Chongming right away if you can abduct the little female 59311."

Zhong Lihe: "..."

He's rebelling! He's going to rebel!

The next morning, before dawn, the people at the campsite got up to do some simple activities and warm up for training.

Jiang Chacha and her group of eight were also among them, running around, getting some exercise, and practicing their supernatural abilities.

The space weapons exhibition opened at 8:1 AM, and today is the first day. In order to ensure a smooth operation and avoid any mistakes, 50 maintenance personnel must arrive at their assigned inspection locations at 7:30 AM in advance.

The maintenance and patrol personnel are divided into groups of two, four, six, eight, and ten.

Every maintenance and patrol personnel is dressed identically: face paint, surveillance scanning sunglasses, blast helmets, earpieces with shared screens, combat uniforms, combat boots, and equipped with tranquilizer guns, live ammunition guns, electric batons, and protective gloves.

Whether male or female, everyone wearing this outfit looks incredibly cool and stylish, absolutely stunning.

Jiang Chacha and her group of 8 formed a team, which, along with other groups of 4, 6, and 10 people, patrolled the area between the exhibition areas of the Great Western Kingdom, the Zhenlin Empire, and the Zerg, a region 2 to 10 kilometers away.

Leaders from participating countries, heads of military industrial groups, engineers, and service guides, wearing name tags, arrived one after another at their respective exhibition areas.

At 8 o'clock sharp, the main gate of the exhibition area opened, and shuttle buses carrying ordinary people to visit the exhibition entered the area one after another.

The heads of state who came to buy weapons also sat in their respective viewing vehicles and were taken into the exhibition area in batches.

As time went by, more and more vehicles and people entered the exhibition area.

Jiang Chacha and her team inspected and maintained the troops. In groups of four, two people walked while the other two drove.

The temperature was in the 20s Celsius, neither too hot nor too cold. With the combat uniform on, which could regulate the temperature, I didn't feel hot even when wearing a lot of clothes.

On many occasions, visitors from various countries in the M31 galaxy would secretly take photos with the patrol personnel.

Jiang Chacha, Cheng Linyue, Zhang Tingzhou, and Huang Dazhuang formed a group of four. Because they were females with high ponytails, wearing combat uniforms, and with excellent body proportions, carrying guns and electric batons, they were especially popular with the younger females.

I think it's so cool and awesome that they can patrol, so I'll walk with them, keeping a few steps away, to take selfies or have others take pictures of me.

After taking the photos, I logged into the M31 star network, posted them on the network, and captioned them: "I met a pure human female lady with black hair, black eyes, full of face paint, a great figure, a strong aura, and a very indifferent and sharp gaze. She was inspecting the space weapons exhibition of the Zhenlin Empire."

"She's so cool, she's so handsome, I like her so much, but I don't dare to go up to her, I don't dare to ask her anything. She has such a strong presence, I'm afraid she'll snap my neck the next second!"

The middle photo in the nine-grid photo is a five-second GIF of Jiang Chacha. In the photo, she is holding a retractable cabinet and tapping it on her palm as she walks down the street. When she notices someone taking pictures, she looks over with a sharp gaze.

Those who couldn't visit the Zhenlin Empire Space Weapons Exhibition saw this dynamic photo and flooded it with excited comments: "Ahhh, the blogger who took the video was right, this pure human female lady is so cool and handsome, and her eyes are so captivating."

"My God, the oppressive feeling suddenly poured out, as if the stick in my hand could break someone's neck in the next second."

"Judging from this pure human female lady's attire, she belongs to the Chongming Commander's Guard. My God, this is a ruthless character, an absolutely ruthless character."

"Yes, yes, those who can enter the Chongming Commander's Guard are all top-notch in terms of both superpower level and physical fitness."

"Putting aside firearms, they're incredibly fierce in fights, capable of taking on ten or fifty opponents at once."

"If a pure human female can be in his guard, you can imagine how powerful she is."

"Yes, yes, yes, my brother applied to enter the selection competition for the Chongming Commander's Guard decades ago, but he was eliminated in the preliminary round. He is a 3S-level male orc. You guys think about it."

"The Imperial Guard under the command of Chongming is the pinnacle of all armies in the Zhenlin Empire. I heard that they are replaced every 3 to 5 years or 10 years."

"After one round, you'll be a major, lieutenant colonel, or senior colonel in any unit you go to. It's incredibly fast."

"Wow, I didn't know that. I must make sure my son studies hard and works hard so that he can join the Imperial Guard of the Commander of Chongming."

Jiang Chacha was unaware that her face covered in paint had gone viral online. She and Huang Dazhuang walked in front of their patrol car and watched as three scorpion-like insectoids with long stingers blocked two female orcs.

Jiang Chacha glanced at Huang Dazhuang, then, together with him, donned their combat boots and strode forward. She swung her retractable stun baton, positioning herself between the three scorpion-infested insects and two orc females, and asked, "What happened? Do you need help?"

The two orc females looked at her as if she were their savior and hurriedly said to her, "These three insectoids want us to go with them. We refused, so they stopped us from leaving and threatened us, saying that they have memorized our faces and that if we don't go with them, they will kidnap us to the insectoid race."

After listening to the two female orcs, Jiang Chacha turned her gaze to the three scorpion insectoids: "Is this how you threatened them?"

The three scorpion-insects grinned, denying anything: "We didn't threaten them. We just wanted to make friends and exchange contact information. We didn't expect them to be so easily frightened, like little mice."

“We Zerg are on good terms with every country in the M31 system. They are hostile to us and are saying this on purpose. Sir, don’t listen to their nonsense. Females sometimes use their gender and never tell the truth.”

The two orc females were furious: "You damned insects, threatening us to deny it and talking nonsense, shameless!"

The three scorpion-insects snorted at the insult: "Who's shameless? I think you're the shameless ones. You deliberately wear such short skirts, showing your legs and not even tucking your tails in. You just want to lure us over to get our contact information."

"Exactly, stop pretending. You orc females are just not honest, unlike us Zerg females..."

"Bang!"

Jiang Chacha struck a scorpion-insect tribesman in the mouth with her extendable stun gun, interrupting him and knocking out three of his teeth, leaving his mouth full of blood.

The two female orcs, arm in arm, were startled and retreated quickly, protected by Huang Dazhuang, away from the three scorpion-insect tribesmen.

The scorpion-insect tribesman, his teeth knocked out and mouth gushing blood, covered his mouth and glared wide-eyed: "You little brat from the Zhenlin Empire, are you out of your mind? You dare hit me? Do you know who I am?"

The other two scorpion-like insectoids angrily echoed, "That's right, you little brat, who gave you the guts to hit us insectoids?"

"Apologize, kneel down and apologize to us, or don't blame us for being impolite."

Jiang Chacha swung the electric baton to about 1.2 meters in length, held it in her hand, and looked at the three Zerg: "You don't need to tell me who you are. If you have a backer, call your backer over and I'll take you down with me."

Upon hearing this, the three scorpion insects immediately surrounded Jiang Chacha and swung their long stingers at her: "You little female, not only are you arrogant, but you also want to attack our backers. You really don't know your own strength. Let's teach you a lesson today!"

(End of this chapter)