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Chapter 205 The threads of the silk were wrapped around her hair, making her as happy as a child.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chacha exclaimed, "Oh, I see. How many years do you change your scales?"

The demon race operates on a law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak. Whoever is the most powerful occupies the largest territory, possesses the strongest magic, and is fearless and ruthless, will be the only demon to provoke them.

Chongming was born into the Golden Dragon Royal Family and was one of the heirs to the empire, so he naturally had to bear much more burdens than others.

I understand, I completely understand. From the day she transformed into a demon, she has been fighting and grabbing, which is very normal!

Chongming twirled his index finger around the end of her drooping hair, his voice discreet and pleasant, as always, hoarse and deep: "From the age of 30 onwards, I change my scales every 20 or 30 years."

Jiang Chacha's black eyes sparkled like jewels: "So you've changed your scales four or five times?"

Chongming nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Chacha's eyes were filled with longing for the dragon scales: "What happened to all those scales you took off?"

The flowers blooming in her hair and the fragrance emanating from her body filled the small lounge.

She seemed oblivious to his scales, her eyes filled only with longing for them.

Chongming was close to her, his body covered in her floral scent. He loved the smell and wanted to immerse himself in it: "The scales that the dragons shed are collected. On the day of their death, if they die on the battlefield and their bodies are gone, their scales will be buried in place of their bodies."

"If it is a natural death and the remains are intact, the dragon scales will be burned and buried along with the remains, or scattered."

cremation.

Burn to ashes.

A violent thing!
Jiang Chacha touched the scales on his neck: "You..."

"You want my scales?" Chongming was touched by her. Except for the place where she bit him, the rest of his body was covered with golden scales, each scale being both the same and different.

Jiang Chacha nodded hurriedly, then asked uncertainly, "Can...can I have it?"

Because of his restraint, Chongming's golden eyes did not turn into beastly pupils: "Okay, how many pieces do you want?"

Jiang Chacha paused for a moment: "Ten slices, please?"

In their world, dragons are treasures. Not to mention ten scales, even if a dragon lands on the ground and spits on a blade of grass, that blade of grass can absorb its saliva and grow intelligence, and can cultivate into a demon.

Chongming asked again, "Should we peel it off directly from my body, or should I replace the scales?"

Goodness, you're just going to pluck the scales off him?

He's being too generous and fierce!

She will never call him stingy again.

Jiang Chacha certainly knew that the fresher the food, the better, but she couldn't say that the ones that had been replaced were bad: "Let me take a look at the ones you replaced."

Chongming nodded: "Okay, I'll give it to you after the space weapons exhibition ends and we return to the capital planet."

Having received his promise, Jiang Chacha immediately jumped off his lap: "Okay, okay, it's decided then."

"Um, I won't disturb your work. I'm going to the warship's mess hall to get some food to take to Sui Xuan Chu, Huang Da Zhuang, and the others. See you later..."

"Jiang Chacha." Chongming called out to Jiang Chacha, who was about to leave after speaking, and reminded her, "Wear a hat." Jiang Chacha was puzzled and gave a perfunctory "oh" before leaving his rest room.

She's a regular on this ship, and the guards always greet her when they see her.

She smelled especially sweet today, and the fragrance made the guards feel refreshed and invigorated as they walked by, as if their minds had been cleansed.

It wasn't until she arrived at the cafeteria that the cook packed her food and asked her what kind of incense she used, reminding her of the secret.

Jiang Chacha then realized that she had bloomed again, and with a camellia on her head, she was strutting around the city.

She stormed into the cafeteria restroom, used her magic to shield herself, and created an illusion, turning her head into a tea tree branch, where she plucked off a blooming camellia and three other buds.

Even the flower buds have been plucked, so there's no need to worry about them blooming unexpectedly anytime, anywhere.

Without the blooming camellias, she shook off the fragrance of the flowers, painted her face, put on a hat and sunglasses, and got off the spaceship.

When Huang Dazhuang and the others saw her, it was as if she had returned after a life-or-death separation from them. Some hugged her arm, and some hugged her leg.

Several males and one female shouted, "Sister Cha, you're back! You're finally back! If you hadn't come back, we would have threatened to kill ourselves to make our idol come back!"

"Sister Cha, next time your idol asks you to do a mission, call us along. We'll be your lackeys and your shield. Don't let us leave you; we can't live without you."

“Yes, the Zerg can live without the Queen, but we can’t live without you. Ten days, a full ten days, I’ve experienced what it means for each day to feel like an eternity.”

"Waaaaah, Sister Cha, let me hug you! You're my big, strong leg, my ultimate support. Without you, I'm just a useless piece of trash."

Jiang Chacha looked at their exaggerated expressions and said, "Alright, alright, get up quickly. I brought you some delicious food and drinks."

The people who were holding her arms and hands immediately let go, and each of them stared at her with puppy-dog eyes, waiting to be fed.

Jiang Chacha took out two food boxes, containing five meat dishes, five vegetable dishes, five kinds of fruit, and small drinks and sweet water.

The area where they were resting was the resting area of ​​Camp 59. As soon as various foods were brought out, the aroma wafted out, immediately attracting others to join the food-grabbing frenzy.

In an instant, a whirlwind of activity ensued as people scrambled for food and drink. Whoever was slow or short-handed grabbed less and ate less.

Before they knew it, more than an hour had passed since their lunch break. Jiang Chacha and the other eight people, including Sui Xuanchu, split into two groups and began to patrol the space exhibition.

The wind, rain, thunder, and lightning she summoned not only affected the Mongolian grasslands but also the area where the space weapons exhibition was located.

However, while it was pouring rain on the Mongolian grasslands, it was just a drizzle here. Jiang Chacha and the others were wearing waterproof combat uniforms, hats, sunglasses, and so on, so the drizzle wasn't a big problem for them.

Other ordinary visitors to the exhibition either carried umbrellas, wore hats, or got wet in the rain as they moved through the various exhibition areas.

The insects sent by Agris, whose men were tracking Sui Xuan Chu and his group, spotted the unit they were looking for, number 59311, and immediately reported it to Agris.

Ten days later, Agris heard that Jiang Chacha had been found, and that the space weapons exhibition would end in ten days.

He didn't want to wait a moment longer and ordered the insects below: "No matter what method you use, lure number 59311 into the Zerg weapons exhibition within one hour!"

"If we succeed, each of you will have an extra 100 million in your account; if we fail, you and your families will all die!"

(End of this chapter)