Reborn in StarCraft, God sent me a husband

It was Xiao Ai's idea to temporarily relocate the Aijiu Empire, and it was also her idea to put them together with the Kenster Empire.

In addition, it also deliberately assigned countries that had bad relations with the Kenster Empire together with them.

Humph, don't think that only humans cause trouble.

Xiao Ai thought proudly.

After listening to Robert's report, it no longer cared about the great migration. Its main task now was to complete the protective formation assigned by its master.

If the protective formation fails, all their current work will be in vain.

The population density on Green Star is increasing exponentially. Except for the farmland where crops are grown and the space within 2000 meters of the cabin, temporary residences have been built everywhere else.

Madam Mo was wiping tears with red eyes, and Marquis Mo was pacing back and forth in the room. Because the room was too small, he had to turn around every two or three steps, which made him even more upset.

"Can you please stop turning? It's giving me a headache!"

Madam Mo growled, her voice choked with sobs.

"My son is so old and his life is in danger. As his father, shouldn't I be worried?"

"If you're worried, just worry about it, don't bother me!"

"You are simply..."

Marquis Mo wanted to say that she was unreasonable, but then he remembered that she was heartbroken, so he took back his words and stopped provoking her.

Mrs. Mo's sobbing gradually turned into crying, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

The man was equally sad, but he couldn't cry with his wife, otherwise there would be no one to comfort her.

"Don't worry, Jia'er has always been lucky, and he will be safe."

"Besides, if an attack from a higher civilization really comes, we may not be safe. We may be reunited with our son soon."

The woman had been crying so hard that she was about to faint, but when she heard these words, she felt a surge of anger in her heart.

"If you want to die, go ahead and die, but don't curse us mother and daughter!" After saying that, she turned her back and wiped her tears.

Marquis Mo realized that he had said the wrong thing and immediately kept silent.

If a man doesn't die, he should talk less.

"Hey, Moga hasn't come back yet?"

An unpleasant voice came from outside the door, and then the fragile door of the temporary residence was kicked open and hung there crookedly.

"Mo Feng, our family's affairs have nothing to do with you!"

Marquis Mo looked at the newcomer with a sidelong glance. He had not yet caused trouble for the Duke's Mansion regarding the matter of him destroying the mecha.

The provocative man entered the house, making the already small space even more cramped.

"Uncle, your place is too small. It's hard to turn around. Why don't you move to my house? Otherwise, when Mo Jia comes back, we'll have nowhere to sleep."

As he spoke, he covered his mouth in surprise, as if he had said something wrong.

"Sorry, I forgot he's still in the Fate Stars, and his life or death is unknown!"

Although the relationship between the two families was very weak, they both had the surname Mo after all, and Marquis Mo was still his elder. However, there was no awareness of being a junior in Mo Feng's words.

"We don't welcome you here, please get out!"

Marquis Mo treated him as a junior and didn't want to scold him, but he didn't look happy either.

There is no benefit in quarreling with the people of the master's family, and now is a special period. Making any noise will undoubtedly cause trouble for His Majesty.

But his concession made Mo Feng even more aggressive.

"But don't be too sad, uncle and aunt. I heard that you are only over a hundred years old and in your prime. If you try hard, you might be able to have another child. If that doesn't work, the empire has moved the fertility center here, so you can apply to have more children. Moreover, we now have the technology to awaken spiritual power, so it doesn't matter even if the awakening fails. After all, your uncle is a marquis, and he can afford to raise a hundred or eighty more. You don't have to be so sad if one dies."

He continued to rub salt into the couple's wounds, feeling that he had vented all the anger he had endured during the joint military exercise.

Being sent back home early made him feel ashamed, and he hid at home for a long time and didn't dare to go out. Now, he turned a disaster into a blessing, but Moga was going to die outside.

Live it!

"I sincerely suggest this, uncle..."

"Snapped!"

Mo Feng's voice stopped abruptly. When he looked at him again, there was a clear five-finger mark on his face. His head was tilted to the other side, and a bright red color was faintly visible at the corner of his mouth.

Madam Mo had stood up and stood in front of him at some point, glaring at him, her body trembling slightly from exerting so much force.

"roll!"

She roared at the top of her lungs, her red eyes like some kind of wild beast, as if she was going to tear the man to pieces in the next second.

Mo Feng covered the numb half of his face, his eyes gradually revealed disbelief, and then filled with anger.

"Bitch, you dare to hit me?"

He immediately raised his hand to hit her, but Marquis Mo stepped forward to block his wife behind him, then raised his hand to hold the man's wrist.

"You came to my elders' house to provoke me, and now you want to fight me. I want to ask the people in your Duke's Mansion, is this how you raise your children?"

Although Marquis Mo was a mecha designer, he was quite powerful. Mo Feng felt that the place where he was clamped seemed to be broken.

"You, let go!"

Mo Feng looked anxious. He was used to relying on his status to bully others and no one dared to fight back. But now he was panicked just because someone grabbed his wrist.

Even though his father would take care of the matter later, he still didn't want to be beaten.

"Let go? The younger generation was rude, and it is only natural for the elders to teach them a lesson. If you tell others, my Marquisate is right."

He was already depressed about his son's affairs. It was bad enough that Mo Feng provoked him, but now he wanted to hit him. If he didn't have a temper, what kind of man is he?

"stop!"

Two voices were heard from afar, and Mo Ti hurried over with the current head of the Mo family, Duke Mo, Mo Feng's father.

The two men soon arrived. There were five adults standing in the small room, and it looked like they were about to burst the house.

As soon as they stopped, they pointed at Marquis Mo and started to hold him accountable without asking any questions.

"Mozi, do you still take the master's family seriously?"

Mo Ti spoke first. Since he lost his position as the head of the design department, he has been more attentive to Duke Mo's family.

“I don’t talk to dogs!”

Mo Zi snorted coldly, but had no intention of letting him go. Instead, he held on even tighter. Mo Feng could hear his bones crackling and grimaced in pain, wishing he could commit suicide on the spot.

"You keep calling me a dog. It's totally disgraceful."

"Do dogs know how to be polite?"

"you!"

Mo Ti took a step forward and couldn't help but point his finger at the man, but was stopped by Duke Mo.

"That's enough!" He then looked at the slap marks on his son's face, "No matter what, you guys were the first to do it, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

"Explain?" Madam Mo stood up from behind her husband, tears still lingering on her face, and said sarcastically, "Why don't you ask your son what he did? He came to my house and cursed my son for no reason. Don't say I'm his elder. Even if he was just a stranger, I would teach him a lesson!"

"Is that a curse? There is no news from them. Even if they are not dead now, they will die when the higher civilization attacks. I am just kindly reminding you to be mentally prepared!"

Mo Feng still maintained his stubborn attitude, which made Madam Mo so angry that her chest ached. She immediately raised her hand to slap him again.

But Duke Mo would not watch his son being beaten. Although he had average talent, he could sit on the position of the head of the family. His strength should not be underestimated. 2S's mental power immediately went towards Madam Mo.

"Buzz!"

The air fluctuated violently, and the roof of the crumbling residence was suddenly blown off.

Mrs. Mo's hair was scattered, but she was not hurt at all.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

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