Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 575 Space Pirates (13)

Since their last argument, Mo Hua and Yuwen Yanran have been in a state of cold war.

Once a golden couple, a match made in heaven, they had conflicts less than a month after getting married.

This gave Yuwen Yanran the illusion that Mo Hua was not someone she could rely on.

Half a month has passed, and Mo Hua still hasn't come to apologize, making Yuwen Yanran feel inexplicably irritated.

However, now that she has married into the royal family and become the Crown Princess, marriage is no longer just a matter between two people, but a matter for the entire country.

After hesitating for a moment, Yuwen Yanran turned on her personal terminal and began contacting the Queen.

Mo Hua may have many flaws, such as being fickle and indecisive, but he has one virtue that can hardly be called a virtue: filial piety.

If the Queen intervenes, this matter can be resolved very well.

Mo Hua is currently coordinating resources to try and get the original owner back.

Ouyang Qian has been exiled for a month now. If she goes any later, she'll probably only bring back a corpse.

The spaceship cannot land or dock directly on Albuquerque. If we want to rescue people, we need to build a spaceship transfer station first, and then pilot the spaceship over to pick them up.

Or they could simply pilot a mech over there, pick the person up, and bring them back.

But during this time, they would also have to go through a black hole. Without the protection of a spaceship, it was uncertain whether they could return alive.

Both methods were too improbable, and Mo Hua became agitated, sweeping the documents off the table onto the floor.

Secretary Evan walked in carrying the documents, looked at the mess on the floor, and silently began to clean up.

Mo Hua: "Evan, what do you think I should do?"

How can I bring Sister Ouyang back?

Evan was tidying up his documents when he heard the question. He paused, looked up, and said, "You can drop supplies onto Albuquerque. That way, the princess can survive a little longer."

"You have plenty of time to bring the princess back." He wouldn't let Ouyang Qian come back; the wicked should die silently on the garbage planet instead of returning to tarnish the Ouyang family's reputation.

Mo Hua: "Good idea. Go and arrange for someone to do this. Remember to add plenty of nutrient solution and the new clothes."

Most importantly, you need to put in the nutrient solution specifically designed to combat Zerg damage; Sister Ouyang is very conscious of her appearance.

On the surface, Aiven replied respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness," but inwardly he wished he could throw those things away, because he didn't want to give them to Ouyang Qian even if he did.

Mo Hua: "Go and get it done quickly. You can have someone else take care of things here."

"Yes."

The Queen and Yuwen Yanran were sitting in the palace, drinking tea-flavored nutrient solution and chatting together.

Yuwen Yanran's goal was simple: to get the Queen to persuade Mo Hua to stop thinking about those unrealistic things.

The Queen only wanted Yuwen Yanran to give birth to a grandson as soon as possible, otherwise she would be past the best age for childbearing.

In the interstellar era, after a mother conceives, the embryo is removed and placed in a special container until the child is successfully born nine months later.

This can effectively reduce neonatal mortality and also reduce the burden on the mother, allowing her to resume her normal work.

Yuwen Yanran: "Mother, the Crown Prince has always been attached to Ouyang Qian."

The Queen reiterated her previous statement: "It's normal for men to be fickle; your most important task is to give birth to the royal grandson."

"Once he has a child, the Crown Prince will naturally settle down."

Yuwen Yanran was very skeptical of the truth of these words, but she couldn't refute them now, so she just nodded and said woodenly, "Yes, Mother."

Having failed to achieve her goal on her trip and instead being pressured by the Queen to give birth, Yuwen Yanran felt an indescribable sense of frustration.

She can't have children on her own, so what's the point of talking to her?

Even in death, Ouyang Qian, that traitor, will not find peace.

Xiong Bufan yawned; he had slept all day but still felt a little unwell.

Luo Xixi and Che Ziqin have already built half of the garbage house, and the yard is starting to take shape. It is a small yard with four rooms.

The two are currently resting next to the house while drinking nutrient solution. If they work for just one more day, the house will be completed.

Xiong Bufan strolled up to the two men and said, "Let's get to work. Even the donkeys in the production team don't dare to rest like this."

Che Ziqin found a part and threw it at Xiong Bufan's feet. "Now that you're awake, continue studying the structure of the parts. It would be best to memorize the function of each part."

Xiong Bufan is a genius when it comes to updating parts, but when it comes to memorization, he's just a slow learner.

He knew the general meaning, but he couldn't recite it word for word, even after Xiong Bufan had spent a long time memorizing it.

This was a mutual attack. Xiong Bufan bent down to pick up the parts and walked to the side, saying, "You win."

"Each each other."

Kongkong rarely saw anyone who could make Xiong Bufan lose face, so he happily watched the excitement in his space.

After resting for a while, Che Ziqin got up and continued working.

He doesn't like to procrastinate, and he can't wait to move into a normal house instead of that bug nest that crawls around every day.

While Xiong Bufan was learning the function of the parts, Che Ziqin and Luo Xixi were building a house.

While Xiong Bufan was carrying out the tasks of other parts, Luo Xixi and Che Ziqin were building the yard.

By the time the bed and frame were placed in the room, Xiong Bufan had also memorized the functions of the twenty-odd parts, how they were constructed, and how to use materials to make the parts.

Che Ziqin now has his own hard bed, and he can walk upright in the house.

While Xiong Bufan was reciting, Luo Xixi was listening, and now she has roughly memorized the twenty-odd parts.

Once the house was built, Xiong Bufan moved into the largest room first and took over the bed.

Che Ziqin and Luo Xixi did not object, because in their eyes, the biggest house should belong to Xiong Bufan.

Xiong Bufan was pleased that they knew when to stop and decided to call them useless less often in the future.

Che Ziqin took out his homemade wine glasses, poured some of the nutrient solution they had managed to snatch for the two of them, and raised his own glass, saying, "Congratulations on your housewarming."

Xiong Bufan smelled the nutrient solution and, imitating Che Ziqin, raised his glass, saying, "May we have plenty to eat and drink."

Seeing that the two of them had raised their glasses, Rosie added, "Wishing us all the best."

"cheers!"

Three simple cups made from recycled materials come together, and the three of them begin to embrace their new lives.

Having a house means they have a home; they are no longer interstellar wanderers with no fixed abode.

Che Ziqin was very happy. He drank a lot of nutritional fluids that night and was quite drunk. "I knew it. I'm a genius no matter where I am."

Rosie held a cup and sat outside; the sun was already slowly rising on the horizon.

Xiong Bufan took two sips of the nutrient solution and then stopped drinking it because it didn't taste good and had a faint fishy smell.