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

Chapter 587 Space Pirates (25)

For more than two years, Yuwen Yanran's belly showed no signs of pregnancy, and the Queen grew increasingly anxious.

If only Ouyang Qian's mental strength hadn't been destroyed back then.

The Queen didn't care whether Ouyang Qian lived or died; she only felt some regret that her SS+ level mental strength prospective daughter-in-law was gone just like that, without even giving birth to an SSS level mental strength grandson.

But she didn't dare to mention this to Yuwen Yanran, for fear of upsetting her daughter-in-law and affecting their relationship. She could only think about it when she was bored.

The old nanny beside the Queen saw what she was thinking. "Your Majesty, are you thinking about Miss Ouyang again? She has disappointed you; it's her fault..."

The Queen did not interrupt the old nanny, but listened quietly.

Seeing that the Queen hadn't told her to shut up, the old nanny continued, "You don't need to worry too much, the Crown Princess will definitely..."

The Queen was sipping tea-flavored nutrient solution. It has to be said that our ancestors knew how to enjoy life. With so many flavors of water to choose from, they didn't have to drink nutrient solution every day.

The Queen interrupted the old nanny when she was hoarse from talking, "Be careful what you say. Go and send some children's clothes to the Crown Princess. She'll understand."

"Yes."

Once a woman marries into the royal family, producing offspring for the royal family becomes her top priority.

Looking at the ugly scars in the mirror, Xiong Bufan decided to personally perform plastic surgery on herself. She wanted to become an unparalleled beauty and then make a living based on her looks.

Kongkong couldn't understand Xiong Bufan's obsession with appearance. She was already so strong, why didn't she just rob someone? Why did she have to be so fixated on material possessions?

“Bufan, the wounds of the Zerg are not so easy to heal. You'd better not cut your face.”

Xiong Bufan gestured to his face a couple of times and said, "I think so too, mainly because it consumes too much energy."

This move shows they accepted the offer without hesitation.

Kongkong poked at the ball of yarn in front of the mirror with her paws and ran off to play with it. She didn't want to talk to Xiong Bufan right now.

Xiong Bufan picked up the parts and started working again, while Che Ziqin and Luo Xixi were methodically organizing everyone to build Alberk and improve their skills.

The most basic rule is that you can't steal other people's things; you can buy whatever you want with Star Coins.

Learning alone is not enough; there are also exams. Only those who pass the exams are allowed to visit the site.

Looking at the rows of students in the classroom, including adults and children, Che Ziqin felt a deep sense of the importance of basic education.

However, the person she should learn from the most is Xiong Bufan, because she should be taught to respect her teachers and not to hit people so easily, and not to always refer to herself as "I" or "the father," which is really impolite.

Rosie stood not far away, piloting her mecha. Anyone who disobeyed her would be beaten and thrown out.

Although this tactic is unreasonable and violates human rights, it is effective.

The teachers are those who were exiled over the years and survived by chance. They may have committed all sorts of crimes back then, but now they are just teachers who educate and nurture people.

Che Ziqin paid close attention to this visit because it was related to the future development of Albuquerque and the cooperation with the Alliance Party.

To make Albuquerque's environment look better, he even built a robot specifically to clean up the garbage mountains and then paint them.

Underneath the paint, the illusion of green mountains and tall buildings is created.

No matter what Che Ziqin does, as long as it doesn't affect her ownership of the planet, Xiong Bufan can have whatever she wants, even if Che Ziqin digs up all the trash on the ground and paints it.

Rosie felt that Che Ziqin was being a bit too formalistic. He could change the appearance but not the essence. Instead of spending time painting, he should find more useful parts and make more trinkets that could be sold, which would generate some revenue for Albuquerque.

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

When Xiong Bufan walked out of the city lord's mansion, he hardly recognized the place.

The exterior of the city lord's mansion has been painted with a new white-gold paint that reflects the sunlight, giving it a high-tech look.

The two mechs that could be taken out were also painted with new paint, one blue and one pink, and patrolled the three places of the spaceship docking station, the city lord's mansion and the exhibition area to prevent any disturbances.

The workers were also wearing new clothes, uniform attire, looking clean and tidy, and were carrying their handicrafts and souvenirs to the exhibition area.

Those who had passed the basic knowledge test stood near the exhibition area with their handmade items, hoping to exchange them for things that Alberk didn't have.

The natives' faces were filled with anticipation; this was the first time they had seen spaceships and people from outside Albuquerque who didn't litter.

Those who were exiled hid in the shadows, watching quietly to see if there were any people they recognized. If so, they could ask them for some supplies to help them improve their lives.

Xiong Bufan strolled over and found Che Ziqin, who was busy at work. He was just about to say a few words of praise to him.

As a result, Che Ziqin took out a bear-shaped mask and handed it to Xiong Bufan, saying, "Wear this, so they won't recognize you."

Xiong Bufan picked up the mask, glanced at it a few times, and stuffed it into his pocket. "With my unparalleled beauty, I don't need to wear this."

Looking at Xiong Bufan's scarred face, Che Ziqin wondered what gave her the confidence to say those words.

Che Ziqin explained, "This is to prevent others from recognizing us. After all, we are all exiles."

Do you think my appearance has changed?

Xiong Bufan had always relied on smell to identify people, but after hearing Che Ziqin's explanation, he slowly began to observe Che's face.

Che Ziqin's face had aged considerably, and his features no longer resembled his; he looked like a complete stranger.

Xiong Bufan removed Che Ziqin's mask, and the moment it was removed from his face, it transformed into a familiar little pig mask.

This was somewhat magical. Xiong Bufan continued to put the mask on Che Ziqin's face, and Che Ziqin's face returned to its previous appearance.

Xiong Bufan took off his mask again, then put it back on...

Che Ziqin looked at Xiong Bufan and said, "Stop fooling around, this mask will break in a minute."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mask started to smoke. Xiong Bufan tossed the mask aside in disgust, saying, "This is too flimsy."

Che Ziqin took out another mask and put it on his face, revealing the same appearance as before.

In the interstellar world, many things seem like magic.

Xiong Bufan: "Teach me this, I want to learn too."

"Okay, let's wait until they leave."

Xiong Bufan pursed his lips and agreed, "Okay."