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Chapter 589

Jiang Si looked along the direction of Ding Huixian's hand stall. A shiny black and majestic super-large warship was parked at the space station. There were 8 small fighter jets patrolling the warships, and 20 guard personnel were each fighting on both sides of the warship entrance.

Jiang Si's eyes retracted and fell on Zuo Jin: "Is it your general's idea?"

Zuo Jin quickly stepped forward and said respectfully: "Reporting to Miss Ajahn, it was not the idea of ​​our general, but His Majesty knew that you were wronged at Colexing, so he specially sent a warship to pick you up."

"As the adjutant of General Bo Jichen, I am responsible for the escort this time. Everything has nothing to do with my general. Miss Ah Jiang!"

It has nothing to do with the dog thief Bo Jichen.

It's Your Majesty's brother.

Could it be that Yan Qi sent a message to the dog thief when he rescued the outside world and was seen by his Majesty brother?

Seeing that Miss Ah Jiang did not leave, Zuo Jin suppressed his voice and said, "Miss Ah Jiang, now you go back to the Capital Star. Maybe you can still see the scene of my general kneeling on durian with one leg and the washboard with one leg!"

Ginger: "…"

Oh?

Thin dog thief kneels on durian with one leg, and one leg kneels on washboard with one leg?

What kind of punishment is this?

Your Majesty brother is so amazing?

You must watch and laugh at me!

Jiang Si raised her mouth and said, "Then let's go."

Ding Huixian's straight body tilted slightly downward and said respectfully: "Miss Ah Jiang!"

Ginger strode towards the battleship.

When the Fifth Military Academy got off the spaceship, they happened to see Jiang Si escorting the fighter plane next to him, and the big and majestic warship was walking towards him.

They looked at the warship, and after a long time they came to their senses, they asked each other: "Brothers, that's the royal warship, right? Is it the royal warship where His Majesty traveled?"

"You are not dazzled. That is indeed the royal warship that the imperial carries. Look at the warship, there is a big one written on it! Who dares to write it except His Majesty's warship?"

"So, the Royal Battleship has been dispatched, no, His Majesty's Battleship has been dispatched, come and pick up the waste Mu Jiangsi that we once mistakenly thought?"

"Yes, yes, this happened under our noses, so Mu Jiangsi is not a waste, we are the waste, she is a real boss, a super super boss!"

Yan Qi watched his junior sister get on the battleship and hurriedly sent a message to General Bo Jichen. Unexpectedly, the message was sent out, and the stones sank to the sea and could not get a reply.

Wei Chi grabbed Yan Qi's arm, and his wonderful brain circuit made him ask anxiously: "Director Yan, Director Yan, the little waste is going to divorce my idol male god. Your Majesty sent his own warship over. Should she imprison her?"

"What should we do? What should we do? Should we find Lord Gong Ming? Do you want to notify me of the idol male god? Do I want to notify my parents and let them respond to the capital star to protect the safety of the little waste!"

Yan Qi: "..."

This stupid fool.

I really worry about eating salty radish.

The warship where His Majesty traveled came to pick up his junior sister. What a glory, what a high standard, and it is in danger of life. It is someone else who will have an accident. Where is his junior sister's turn?

Jiang Si walked onto the battleship, a super-large battleship, which looked like a small mobile planet, and was available in every department.

Jiang Si was not in the mood to visit, so Ding Huixian took her to the rest room and stood at the door and said respectfully: "Miss Ah Jiang, you are resting here. If you have any instructions, call me by voice control and I can hear it!"

Jiang Si's forehead closed the door, and the room was a wide two-bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, black and white tones.

Jiang Si sat on the black sofa and focused her brain. She found that there was a message from her husband who was sending her a cheap man, asking her to change her wrists and pay more attention to her wrists.

Jiang Si looked at the message he sent, and after a long time, she untied her wrist. Her wrist did not bleed again, and the wound did not crack again. After more than a month, she could still see tender flesh rupture.

She covered her hand on the wound and mobilized her mental power. After a while, she took her hand away and the wound healed a little better than before.

Only a little bit, her mental power, and her treatment are mental power, and she cannot cure her own injuries.

Then she wrapped her wrist around and lit the information about the seller of wheat flour. The seller claimed to be Momo and sent her a lot of messages.

She suddenly remembered that when she bought flour, she left him a message and asked him to turn around and contact him. Unexpectedly, when she was busy, she would silently forget about this matter.

She didn't reply to him and just hung up the voice communication.

The communication sounded three times before it was connected.

A slightly excited girl's voice came from the communication: "Hello, I am Momo from the flour store, I'm very happy to know you!"

Jiang Si clicked the amplification and leaned on the sofa and said, "Mumo, I am very happy to know you too. Don't be nervous. I want to ask, how much wheat is produced in your family annually and how many acres of land is there. I want to cooperate with you for a long time!"

Silently on the other end of the light brain, shocked in disbelief, looking at his parents standing beside him.

Her parents were even more excited than her, and they waved their hands quickly to ask her to reply.

Momo took a deep breath, and his excited voice trembled: "Hello, our family has 1,000 acres of land, 100 acres of wheat planted, and the annual output per mu is 1,500 kilograms!"

Before the end of the world, the wheat without mutation on the ancient earth had an annual output of 850 kilograms to 1,000 kilograms. In the interstellar era, wheat mutated, with a yield of 1,500 kilograms per mu, which is still quite considerable.

Jiang Si asked lightly: "Can you still buy land on your planet?"

He hesitated silently for a moment: "We have many planets, so we don't need to buy them. If we want to plant them, we will open up the land by ourselves."

Jiang Si pondered for a moment: "Okay, I need a partner, a wheat planting partner, the more land the better!"

Momo also had a loudspeaker. When her parents heard this, they gestured to her and asked Momo: "Miss, are you in Colexing? Is it a hunting legion in His Highness Agarez?"

Jiang Si's voice sank: "No, I'm not on Kerr Star, I don't belong to the hunting legion. My planet is the rebirth star. Within three days, I hope you can give me a maximum planting range!"

Momo replied: "Okay, don't worry, we will definitely come out within three days!"

Jiang Si's heavy voice was slightly slower: "Thank you, goodbye!"

The light brain is cut off.

I came back to my senses for a long time and asked my parents: "Mom and Dad, I'm not dreaming. Someone wants to cooperate with us for a long time, but I think our land is not big enough!"

Mo's father nodded and danced excitedly: "Yes, I heard it too, the main one is the Rebirth Star."

Mo's mother was puzzled: "What's wrong with the rebirth star? Is there anything special about this planet?"

Mo's father was excited and a little angry: "Wife, let you go online and see the hot spots more if you have nothing to do. If you don't go, you naturally don't know that the Rebirth Star is now the newly promoted 7th-level plant healer, and our previous 7th-level plant healer, Gong Ming, is now the Rebirth Star!"
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