Marrying instead: Helping vegetable husband pick up trash in Interstellar

Chapter 95 Race Archetype
Zhi Xia felt that He Qingting was baffled, this man must have something wrong with his head, right?Why are you still moody?

Afterwards, the two remained silent all the way.

After arriving home, Zhixia saw that the thousand willows were growing slowly, thinking that the thousand willows hadn't been watered yet, so she found a watering tool.

"Qianliushu is good, grow up quickly." Zhixia took good care of Qianliushu, as patiently as a child.

Of course, Zhixia is kind to Qianliushu only because Qianliushu is very useful and can help her complete the 30 million points as soon as possible.

Qian Liushu was very happy with Zhixia's behavior, slightly shaking the branches, and leaned on Zhixia's body.

"Good boy~ so cute." Zhi Xia suddenly felt that Qian Liushu was like a cute pet.

Back in the room, Zhi Xia found that He Qingting still had a bad face, as if someone owed him 8 million.

When mentioning 8 million, Zhixia once again thought of the 30 million points she owed, and a burst of anxiety rose in her heart.

"I'll go to StarCraft to pick up trash."

He Qingting's expression became even uglier: "Why are you so active today?"

"Didn't you say that you need 30 million points to repair the system? If I don't work harder, I'm afraid I won't be able to save it in my whole life." Zhi Xia thinks that He Qingting is making trouble for no reason. Wouldn't it be better to be more diligent? Joyful expression?

He Qingting didn't listen to Zhi Xia's explanation at all, and decided that Zhi Xia was in such a hurry to pick up garbage in the interstellar world just to get rid of himself.

He spoke harshly to Zhixia: "I think you have ulterior motives!"

"Why do you have ulterior motives? I picked up trash in my prime youth, not to help you fix the system."

Zhi Xia really didn't understand He Qingting, and didn't bother to continue to talk to him. She traveled to the interstellar world and picked up the trash with peace of mind.

Only He Qingting was left alone, aggrieved in the room, like an abandoned widow.

After picking up rubbish for most of the day, Zhixia was exhausted, but the points that could be exchanged for this little rubbish were nothing compared to 30 million.

"Heaven, why am I so miserable?" Zhi Xia once again turned to the sky and complained.

At this time, Zhixia suddenly remembered that the alien plants she sacrificed her life to pick last time still exist here.

Because of the unexpected situation last time, the xenografts hadn't had time to sell.

Zhixia is going to sell the foreign plants, but she doesn't know where to sell them yet.

"He Qingting, where do you want to buy the exotic plants you picked in Interstellar last time?" Zhi Xia asked He Qingting.

He Qingting was still sulking, and said to Zhi Xia angrily: "Look for Feng Wenqi, don't bother me."

cut!If you don't say it, don't say it, and I don't know what He Qingting is doing.

Zhixia didn't bother to talk to He Qingting, and started to summon Feng Wenqi according to the steps He Qingting taught before.

Soon, Feng Wenqi arrived.

"Miss Zhi, what can I do for you?"

Feng Wenqi's attitude was in stark contrast to He Qingting's.

[Zhixia's inner OS: He Qingting, you moody big devil, look how good Feng Wenqi's attitude is. 】

"The last time I encountered a sudden riot of xenoplants, I didn't have time to sell the xenoplants. I want to sell them now and exchange them for points, but I don't know where to sell them."

Zhi Xia told her needs, Feng Wenqi let Zhi Xia into the flight cabin, and took her to the place where the exotic plants were sold.

On the way to the destination, Zhixia saw through the glass that there were many more people picking different plants, and thought that the price might be lowered, and was a little annoyed that he couldn't sell the different plants last time.

However, to Zhixia's surprise, the xiezhi rose instead of falling.

"Why do the prices of exotic plants increase when more people collect them?" Zhixia looked at Feng Wenqi puzzled.

Feng Wenqi explained to Zhixia:

"Because of the last xenoplant riot, many people died, so the price of xenoplants will rise. It is also the rise in the price of xenoplants that will cause more and more people to take risks."

It was only then that Zhixia realized that the reason for the increase in the price of heterophytes was the result, and the increase in the number of people collecting them was the result.

If the price does not rise, the number of people collecting will be reduced, and the number of picking heterophytes cannot be guaranteed.

In short, the price has risen instead of falling, and Zhixia is very satisfied seeing the increased balance of points.

However, when it comes to the last riot of alien plants, Zhi Xia is worried about Jun Xi and Wei Sheng Zhuo.

Junxi and Weishengzhuo put themselves in a dangerous situation in order to save Zhixia, and they don't know what the situation is now.

Zhi Xia frowned, opened the system plane, and planned to contact Jun Xi and Wei Sheng Zhuo.

However, thinking that He Qingting might obstruct her and tell her not to mind her own business, she hesitated for a while.

When He Qingting heard the system's notification tone, he instantly understood Zhixia's intentions.

"I'm warning you, don't worry about what you have, and do your own business."

Zhixia didn't answer, pretending that she didn't hear.

He Qingting's face stretched even longer, and now Zhixia dared to ignore what he said.

"I'm talking to you, do you hear me?"

No matter what He Qingting said, Zhi Xia just ignored him.

He Qingting would never force her to be recalled, that would consume too much vitality, for such a trivial matter, it would not be possible at all.

However, when he opened the address book, Zhi Xia realized that he did not have Wei Shengzhuo's contact information.

Zhixia secretly regrets, she really hates less when the time is right, but she has no choice but to contact Junxi first.

After waiting for a long time and still not being connected, Zhi Xia became more anxious as the time went on.

Fortunately, finally got in touch.

"Junxi, are you okay? The last time the xenoplant riot happened so suddenly, I didn't have time to ask you."

"It's okay, I'm dying, I can't die."

Jun Xi is happy because Zhi Xia cares about him, asks Zhi Xia for the address, and goes to find Zhi Xia.

When the two met, Junxi saw Feng Wenqi beside Zhixia and greeted him warmly.

Zhixia was a little surprised, when did his relationship with Feng Wenqi warm up?

Jun Xi saw Zhi Xia's doubts, and told her: "Last time, it was Feng Wenqi who saved me, and also confirmed my royal status."

"How do you determine the status of the royal family?"

Zhi Xia was a little curious, before she could only guess Jun Xi's identity.

"During the last battle, I inspired the racial prototype, from which I can judge my royal identity." Junxi said to Zhixia.

Zhi Xia is even more curious, what is the racial prototype?
Feng Wenqi saw Zhi Xia's bewildered face, and explained to Zhi Xia:

"Interstellar people generally have two forms, one is a human form, the other is an animal or plant form, and the second form is the racial prototype. Junxi's racial prototype is indeed unique to the royal family."

Zhi Xia suddenly realized and nodded. If so, He Qingting also has a racial prototype.

She began to wonder what the racial prototypes of He Qingting and Jun Xi looked like.

Is it the legendary flying dragon?Or, is it a tiger?lion?
The more she guessed, the more curious Zhi Xia became, and teased Jun Xi with a smile: "Lovely little Jun Xi, let my sister see what your racial prototype looks like."

Jun Xi was startled, and instantly took two steps back.

Zhi Xia was puzzled, why did he react so strongly?
"Let my sister take a look, just take a look."

Zhi Xia pestered Jun Xi to see it, but Jun Xi shook his head in embarrassment: "Impossible."

Just as Zhixia wanted to say that Junxi was a cheapskate, He Qingting forcibly brought him back.

"what are you doing?"

Zhixia couldn't understand why He Qingting would rather take her back with a serious injury, just to see the prototype, and Junxi was also true.

With a dark face, He Qingting said:
"The racial prototype of the interstellar people can only be shown to the spouse except during the battle. You insist on looking at Junxi, isn't it too much?"

Zhi Xia was greatly shocked, there is such a rule in Interstellar?
She kept her mouth shut:
"I don't know, well, don't read it, let me go back and continue picking up trash."

"Next time, I'm tired, and the company has something to do tomorrow."

He Qingting forcibly recalled Zhi Xia, his vitality was seriously injured, and he seemed to be a lot weaker.

Zhi Xia didn't say anything, just turned off the light and went to sleep.

The next day, He Qingting and Zhi Xia came to the company.

Xiang Yuanjia and other companies participating in the election have already arrived.

(End of this chapter)