Empress Doomsday, please put on your vest

Chapter 5 How can I do without the Sixth Court of Sannomiya?
Zhu Wenwen's voice was trembling when she said it. Chi Qian listened and was silent for two seconds, then said: "Go to sleep, there is everything in your dreams."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and blocked me.

"This kind of person who doesn't believe in sisters but defends her boyfriend has the face to ask me to borrow 100 million?"

Chi Qian threw the phone back on the bedside table with disgust in his eyes.

"Maybe we are desperate."

"I look like a big road? Just step on it?"

Not long after, the phone rang again. When I picked it up, I saw it was an unfamiliar number. I swiped to answer it, and when I heard Zhu Wenwen's crying, I hung up again and turned off the phone.

Her heart is very cold and hard, not to mention tears, even if people's lives are thrown in front of her, she will not become soft.

Chi Qian slept for a long time, and when she woke up, the moon was high and the sky was full of stars.

After the beginning of spring, the temperature has warmed up a bit, but the night is still cool in the end of winter, so Chi Qian took a coat and put it on before going to the balcony to stand for a while.

There was a little nostalgia in her faint smile, but what she said made the system sweat for Blue Star.

"Did you say that the tens of billions of warships can blow up the blue star with one shot?"

"Master, you already have the identity of a Blue Star, please don't use the way of thinking of an interstellar person to simulate a Blue Star."

"I just asked curiously."

This place is so good, how could she be willing to blow it up.

He turned around and went to the kitchen to cook two packs of instant noodles for himself, threw a few hot pot balls, and fried two eggs before serving.

A plate was arranged delicately and brought to the dining room.

She went to the living room to get the iPad and started searching for content that concerned her.

The matter of people biting people has not received much attention. The vast majority of people still believe the reported news. It is just a mental patient causing trouble. However, some people remain skeptical, and some even say it with a dog-head expression and a joking tone. It’s not going to be a real-life version of Resident Evil. If it were, I would definitely blow the zombies’ heads off with a hammer and get a lot of likes.

Chi Qian was eating hot pot meatballs, and her slender and fair fingers flicked on the iPad, "There is a person here who said that he has started stockpiling supplies just in case, it seems quite smart."

"Let me reply under this comment..."

[The landlord is sick, the identification is complete. ]
[Are you overreacting?In what age do you still believe in the theory of doomsday? ]
[Is this person suffering from persecution paranoia?Maybe it's an autistic fat house with social barriers, listening to the wind is rain. ]
[It's nice to have money. ]
Chi Qian raised his eyebrows, clicked on the poster's avatar and went to look at this person's homepage. The introduction was very simple and clear - Soul Painter.

After looking at this person’s blog, I saw that the paintings he drew were quite nice, mainly focusing on interstellar aspects, and I said, “Wow~ This battleship is pretty good.”

The system silently saved the picture of the battleship.

"Dug~ Will I look handsome in this suit of armor? It's so beautiful and handsome, it's really hard to live."

Chi Qian started flipping through the other party's photo album, and after reading it, said, "Look up this person's address?"

The system complied, "You go upstairs."

"...It's fate to meet thousands of miles away, why don't I drop in now?"

"Master, it's two o'clock in the morning. Considering the work and rest time and etiquette of the Blue Star people, it's not suitable for you as a stranger to visit now."

"What if I say I'm a future partner?"

"You said that day that Mr. Lu is the father of your future child."

Chi Qian paused when she was sandwiching the noodles, and said in a blushing manner, "As an empress, how can I do without a Sangong Sixth Court?"

(End of this chapter)