From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

Hand the two lunch boxes, one large and one small, to the courier robot parked at the entrance of the hospital, and connect to the smart brain to set the correct location and recipient information. Zhizhi sent a text message to Zhima and asked her to sign for it.

I went back to the yard and moved the robbed pot of ginger to Zhima's small flower bed. I patted the last shovelful of soil with satisfaction, and I believe I will be able to harvest a small basket of ginger next month. After thinking about the wonderful taste of braised fish, Zhi Zhi took a few mouthfuls of saliva.

As usual, I took care of the crops in the examination field and recorded the growth data of corn and potatoes as a basis for future comparisons. I grabbed a handful of dried bamboo leaves, made myself a cup of bamboo tea, moved a chair and started reading the textbook for junior planters. When Zhima was about to get off work, she broke off the corn and went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

After returning to the room after dinner, Zhizhi planned to continue shopping in the Star Network as usual. Zhi Zhi, who was a senior otaku in the 23rd century, was full of infinite curiosity about the Pluto star network full of black technology. During the time he came here, he would travel on the Star Network whenever he had free time. The strange avatars on the Star Network made it difficult to tell them apart.

In the Star Network, Zhi Zhi's avatar is a tall, handsome man wearing a dark blue straight military uniform. He has sword-shaped eyebrows and hawk-like eyes, and his thin lips are slightly pursed, giving him a masculine air that is calm and self-defeating. It's rare for Zhizhi to express her approval of the original owner's taste, but today she went on StarNet. The virtual prompt box prompts that the avatar package has expired. Please choose to renew or reset the avatar.

The relationship has expired. Because she is satisfied with the image, Zhizhi plans to renew.

But when I saw the prompt in the payment box: Please pay [Marshal Bai's avatar] three interstellar cycle fees, star coins.

Zhi Zhi was not calm and secretly complained about the original owner's ruin. After looking through the memories, I found out that this was a prize that the original owner had won during the opening of a certain Starnet mall, and I felt relieved. Of course, it is impossible to renew, you can only exit and re-create the avatar.

StarNet's avatar is very maneuverable. You can choose to scan the body data and use it directly according to your own preferences, or you can simply adjust the height, height, fatness and thinness. If you like, you can also transform into a small animal. Cuckoo beasts and beasts are no problem. Many people on the Star Network adopt animal images such as dragons, snakes, bears, foxes, etc. It is relatively common for people in the Pluto System to use their own spiritual body images.

Unless you use an authorized avatar, you cannot apply an existing reality-specific image to your own avatar. For example, Zhizhi’s soon-to-expire virtual image of Marshal Bai, the five marshals, and the nineteen legions all have their own virtual images on sale. It doesn't mean that when you put on the image bag, you will completely become the image bag, but your virtual image will be simulated in the direction of the image bag. Clothing, hairstyle, etc. will be automatically adjusted accordingly. Of course, the price of avatar packages is generally relatively high. The protection of citizens' rights and technology patents is very good. Often the more popular the character, the higher the price of their image package.

Based on her little hobby, Zhizhi arranged herself in black clothes, a white jade crown, a red belt, and a matte half-face silver mask.

After confirming the look with his avatar, it was the person he liked, and the image creation was completed with satisfaction. Log in to the Star Network again, and the login location is still the hall where people come and go. Gothic architectural style, towering spires, huge and colorful stained glass windows, and arched entrances and exits. When she came here for the first time, Zhizhi thought she had once again traveled to the magical world of Harry Potter.

Exiting the huge and towering round arched door, we walked around the fountain as usual. There is a huge notice board on the left: a new type of mecha will be launched soon. The Musicians Union has launched the latest track which is said to be effective in soothing the mental realm. Pre-registration for the StarNet Tomorrow Star Mecha Competition will begin in half a month... The super-large display screen keeps scrolling.

Zhizhi sat on the steps of the fountain and read the notice board for a while. The pre-booked junior lecture of the Planting Association was ready to enter. He stood up and patted the dust of nothingness, and walked towards the palace building with red bricks, green tiles and carved beams at the end of the street.

When he signed in at the lobby, more than half of the people had already entered, and the conference hall, which resembled a general assembly hall, was packed. I found a seat near the aisle in the middle of the first row. There was a person on the left who was already lying down and fell asleep. Zhizhi looked at the system time and closed his eyes to rest with 20 minutes left.

He was awakened by a cry of surprise. A middle-aged man with a thin stature, a slight stoop, and a flat head on the stage was sorting out the information he had brought. From a distance, he looked at the gray-blue clothes with a golden badge on his chest.

"Hello, classmates. I am Yuan Linong, and I will give you this speech today. ..." There were bursts of excitement in the audience, quite like a concert.

"Wow! What kind of luck am I, the president of the planting association! My dad's mentor has never met him in person. I want to send a message to my dad. I envy him to death!" This is because I am not afraid of being exposed by my dad when I go home. Beaten.

"My legs are a little weak, contemporary god of agriculture! Oh my god...oh my god..." This was an excited gibberish.

"Didn't I say that Chairman Yuan has rarely appeared in public in the past ten years due to health problems? Is it okay to come out today..." This is because he is worried about the idol's health.

...Compared with the talk of others, Zhizhi and the one on his left seemed a little special, particularly calm. One has an expressionless face, and the other is still lying on the small table in front of him.

The whole speech was profound and simple. There was no boasting of the great achievements of the planter, nor was there any nagging and exhortation to learn. Mr. Yuan just used simple and easy-to-understand words to explain some of the knowledge reserves, planting difficulties, and specific data that junior planters need to have. He did not seem impatient because the lecture content was too basic. Like most teachers in the 23rd century, he strived to explain things in a simple and easy-to-understand manner.

"Okay, my speech is over. Are there any students who need to ask questions?" Mr. Yuan came out from behind the podium and stood in front of the podium. He patrolled the venue and answered the questions raised by the participants one by one. For a while, he could not speak. To make it clear, some information videos were also called up to explain.

"Okay, your question session is over. I have something to show you." After that, he walked back to the podium for some operations, and the huge screen appeared... "Today I'm going to make a stir-fried pork with ginger flowers. "...

Zhizhi watched her live broadcast on the huge screen with a cold expression. When I saw the messages that kept scrolling in the lower left corner, the corner of my mouth twitched involuntarily.

The live broadcast interface turned black, and Mr. Yuan ended the screencast. "I believe that everyone sitting here has also watched this video. So I want to hear your thoughts."

"Raise your hands if you think this blogger is sensationalizing." Most of the people raised their hands.

"I think this video is a commercial hype and I raised my hands." Another group raised their hands.

"I think this is the raising of hands of a madman." Almost all the remaining people who could raise their hands raised their hands.

"Has anyone ever made this... stir-fried pork with ginger flowers?" There was silence in the audience. "I have done it." Mr. Yuan raised his hand. Buzz... There was a flood of discussion in the audience.

Mr. Yuan made a pressing motion with his hands, "What I made is not delicious, very unpleasant, you can even say, it tastes terrible!"

"Let me tell you, no normal person would cook Jianghua and Xingshou together. It's weird if they don't taste bad." The two people in the back row whispered. "I would like to give it a try, but I think the price is too high. There is no need to spend so many star coins on a hunt." His companion expressed understanding.

"But!" Mr. Yuan on the stage patiently waited for everyone to discuss for a while, "Through micro-simulation experiments, this stir-fried pork with ginger flower has an intervention effect on the early stage of mania in C-class sentinels."

The entire venue was as silent as death, and a moment later a sound like a flash flood erupted.

"When I say this, I don't mean to ask everyone to make stir-fried pork with ginger flowers." Looking around the venue, his wise and loving eyes slowly looked at every audience member present. “I hope as growers, at least we as growers.”

"We should be more tolerant of this blogger who is unwilling to show his face but has the courage to share his results. Whether it is stir-fried pork with ginger flowers or stir-fried pork with soil, think about whether it may be a new breakthrough? Respect plants and respect others." After saying that, he turned off the loudspeaker and left the venue with his information.

"It tastes bad?" Zhizhi said to herself, it can't taste bad. During dinner, Zhi Ma said that Master Lin was very satisfied with today’s lunch and wanted the same meal tomorrow. impossible……

"It's really... unpalatable... I ate 5 plates and almost vomited..." The long-haired girl lying on the left said weakly. "Please give way, I'm leaving."

"..." 5 sets? ...Watching the strong female figure leave after eating five plates.

The person behind him exclaimed: "This is the vice president! Li Youqing, vice president Li."

"Master Li is President Yuan's disciple. It is said that the senior brothers have left. She stayed with the original president to guard the teacher and help him. President Yuan attended the speech, so it is not surprising that Master Li is here."

"In a lecture for junior planters, I can meet two giants in the planting world...Should I go and draw a prize?"

"Hahaha, my dad is crazy with envy! Please beg me to start a live broadcast. Unfortunately, it's all over~" Nizi, do you think your father can let you go later?

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