Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

This is the fate that the Cosmic Market Coordination Department has set for the eldest princess. "She will definitely lose the battle for the throne, and she will definitely wear that dress, but by then, she will have her own 'happiness'."

As the pet of a rabbit princess, he spent a carefree life on a strange flagship.

Just like Enamel's other pets.

"You know, you knew it from the beginning, but you still acted as his accomplice!"

Caidie only felt her hands and feet were cold.

I wanted to resist because of anger, but then I realized how insignificant I was.

But her rationality prevented her from blaming the Third Prince.

“But this is the most exciting part of the game.”

The maker of destiny and the one who changes destiny.

When the two meet, how will the game end?

It's the middle of the month, and today we're taking a day off to adjust. It won't be counted towards the cumulative number of days for the update (currently still 23 days!)

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 162 Official Wife

The president of the Hunters Guild and the new leader of the Imperial Hunting Court, this is the highest position Duan Mingyuan has ever held since he was a child. If this matter gets to the ears of the former school principal, and he knows that he has been to the court and met with the dignitaries and important figures of the Universal Company, I am afraid that he will be invited back to the school to give lectures every year as a famous alumnus.

However, his personal experience is probably not suitable for his younger classmates to emulate.

Duan Mingyuan must remind everyone that killing a company executive is a serious crime and will make you an interstellar wanted criminal like Li De.

He had not studied the official positions in the court and did not know what level of cadre the leader of the Imperial Hunting Court belonged to.

But September didn't care.

She only knew that she was now an official's wife, and she felt more confident walking in this magnificent palace.

She didn't spend too much time on dressing up. In her words, fox spirits are naturally beautiful and can charm people without any effort. What's more, dressing up for a dinner party would be for other people to see, which did not interest her at all.

She is the offspring of the great monsters Ruihu and Huohu, the nine-tailed fox that exists in mythology and legends, and she may be the only nine-tailed fox monster left on the planet. Are humans worthy of her being asked to please them with her beauty?

The wife of an official is so domineering!

If she dresses up carefully for Mr. Mingyuan's appreciation, that would be a good idea.

On the first day of becoming an official's wife, Jiu Yue perfectly integrated into this identity and dragged Duan Mingyuan down the road of no return of abusing his power.

The dinner is coming soon to entertain the VIPs of Advantage Universe Company. The kitchen is an important place. In order to prepare for the banquet, the best chefs from this planet and the company have gathered here. Normally, no outsiders are allowed to enter, but Jiuyue went through the back door. On the way, she met Caidie, who was worried about something, and begged her to open the back door so that she could visit the kitchen.

Jiuyue had never seen a ten-meter-long chicken in her life. Just standing there, it must be three or four stories high. How many meals could she eat with it!

And she heard that the kitchen was staffed by some of the best chefs in the world, and she wanted to discuss some tricks with these masters.

As a result, a strange scene appeared in the royal kitchen.

The palace chefs in uniform were busying around, with a beautiful fox demon in a red dress standing next to them to supervise them.

The person was allowed in, but the chief chef of the imperial kitchen made a strong speech and strictly forbade Jiu Yue to get close to the stove.

The butler wore a tall chef's hat and had a fat head and big ears. The food he cooked looked delicious.

But September felt that this person was suspected of racial discrimination, discriminating against her because her tail was soft and fluffy. No matter how she explained, it didn't make sense, as he insisted that the hair on her tail would fall into the food.

If the aliens found fox hair in the food, it would likely escalate into a serious diplomatic incident.

But these people are not only chefs, but also practitioners, so sleight of hand has no effect on them.

You are not allowed to get close to the stove, let alone touch the food.

They entered the imperial kitchen but could only watch from a distance. Jiu Yue's eyes kept rolling around and her tail was wagging restlessly. She had never seen such a large kitchen, equipped with so many top-notch equipment. With the golden sign of "Imperial Kitchen", she suspected that she could also see the legendary kitchen utensils here.

We have to find a way to sneak in.

"Behave yourself and don't cause trouble for others!"

As soon as Duan Mingyuan saw Jiuyue's tail wagging, he knew that this little fox was up to something again.

Because the white-feather chickens were too large, they were placed in the warehouse downstairs from the imperial kitchen. That was the place where the food was carefully prepared, and the chefs would never allow Jiu Yue, whose tails might lose feathers, to enter there.

Jiu Yue's idea of ​​seeing the large white-feathered chicken with her own eyes was probably doomed to fail. She could only see it after the chefs had slaughtered the chicken and brought up the fresh ingredients.

"But, the oversized white-feathered chicken..."

Jiu Yue gave Duan Mingyuan a pitiful look.

Before Duan Mingyuan could emphasize discipline, things took a turn for the better.

The head chef who went downstairs to get the ingredients seemed to have met with an accident. He was carried up amid the chefs' screams. He looked to have suffered serious internal injuries. After lying flat on the ground, he coughed up blood.

"September!"

Duan Mingyuan immediately looked at Jiu Yue with a dignified look.

"To!"

The little fox shrank his neck.

"Did you cause him to fall down the stairs?"

If it were true as shown on TV, those wives of officials who were domineering and harmful to others would not have a good ending.

They must be educated severely.

"How could I? He got this injury by himself!"

Jiu Yue said unconvincedly that although she was dissatisfied with the imperial kitchen steward not allowing her to get close to the stove, she would not use her ability to harm the steward. After all, these chefs were all really skilled, and she wanted to learn a few tricks from them.

"Then how did he get hurt?"

Duan Mingyuan found it hard to imagine when the work in the imperial kitchen had become so dangerous that a chief imperial chef would be injured and lie on the ground for a long time without being able to get up.

"Being beaten by an oversized white-feathered chicken!"

Jiu Yue had sharp ears and heard the chefs' discussion from a distance, "The chefs are in trouble. Hahaha, none of them can beat that oversized white-feathered chicken!"

This white-feathered chicken is a ferocious beast captured from another planet. It cannot be compared with the chickens on this planet.

The cooks looked at the helpers sent by the company to assist them. The helpers also felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy and kept waving their hands, indicating that they were no match for the white-feathered chickens.

"What's going on in this imperial kitchen?"

Duan Mingyuan had to re-evaluate the management of the imperial kitchen. The white-feather chicken was the main dish for tonight, and almost all the main dishes on the list were based on its various parts. Now that the list had been sent out, the guests who had arrived early had already seen its contents, and it was too late to make any temporary changes.

Why does such a strange thing happen that the chef cannot beat the ingredients?

Obviously, the chef in the imperial kitchen also had doubts about this and questioned the company's assistant kitchen staff.

This ingredient was brought by the company, but they didn’t say that this thing was so ferocious that no one dared to get close to it!

The kitchen helpers also felt aggrieved, explaining that the white-feather chicken was sent here at the request of the section chief at short notice, and that they were not prepared to handle this oversized ingredient at first. They thought that the imperial kitchen was full of experts, but the butler had just exchanged a few moves with the white-feather chicken when it was carried up by someone.

"cough--!"

Jiu Yue interrupted the bewildered cooks, and when they weren't paying attention, she grabbed a kitchen knife from the nearest stove and held it in her hand eagerly, "I can help you!"

"you?"

The cooks looked at each other.

This fox demon has thin arms and legs and is dressed in gorgeous clothes. At first glance, she looks like the wife of an official who would have difficulty carrying a bucket of water.

The imperial chef lying on the ground obviously didn't believe it, "You can kill a chicken?"

"Don't look down on me. People who know me know that I'm a professional chicken killer. All of you get out of the way. I'm killing white-feathered chickens!"

Before Jiu Yue took a few steps, Duan Mingyuan grabbed her tail. She trembled all over, straightened her body, and her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground. Her domineering aura instantly disappeared.

Duan Mingyuan is the one who understands Jiu Yue. This fox is indeed a professional chicken killer, and his research and love for chickens far surpass anyone else.

Because of this, he must set three rules before taking action.

"You can kill the chicken, but you must use the knife in your hand. Don't bite it directly with your mouth."

"No, I won't chew it!"

The little fox pursed his lips and consoled himself, "It will be eaten sooner or later anyway."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 163 Good boy

After careful consideration by the chief chef, he finally decided to send September, the general of the imperial kitchen, to fight against the super white-feathered chicken from the universe. After all, rationally speaking, it is better to invite the company's VIPs to eat fox fur than to invite them to eat air. Moreover, as long as the dishes are checked more carefully when serving, the risks can be minimized.

The steward of the imperial kitchen was really at a loss. He was just a cook and didn't want to face that terrifying cosmic creature again.

Obviously, this white-feathered chicken from the universe has a different opinion on who should be on the table. If the chefs in the imperial kitchen had not practiced magical skills from generation to generation, it might not be him who was carried up, but only the kitchen knife in his hand.

Jiu Yue went downstairs, and the chefs from the imperial kitchen followed her, but they only dared to watch from a distance.

This delicate young lady looks like a noble in the court. Is it okay?

If Jiu Yue hadn't been accompanied by Duan Mingyuan, who looked like a good fighter and was suspected to be a bodyguard, they would never have dared to let Jiu Yue go.

If there is no food by then and this beautiful little fox demon is eaten by a chicken, they will not be able to bear the blame if the higher-ups blame them.

Following everyone downstairs, Duan Mingyuan also gained some knowledge.

According to the assistant chef of the Chamber of Commerce, chickens from the universe are divided into different levels. For example, the hunting level of this white-feathered chicken was assessed by the company as level four, and regular troops were needed to capture it.

Duan Mingyuan made a rough estimate and found that this chicken had at least the ability of an intermediate level, which meant that more than 90% of the teachers and students in the academy could not beat a chicken. Looking at the entire royal family, the only ones in the younger generation who could discuss with this white-feathered chicken about who should be on the table were the eldest princess and the second prince.

The Cosmic White Chicken looks like it has the ability to reach an intermediate level.

Needless to say, its body was as tall as three buildings, and it had nine heads and a neck as long as a Duduli, which made Jiu Yue drool.

The little fox likes to gnaw on chicken necks the most, with the skin on. She often makes chicken necks into snacks and takes them out in the car when she goes on a long trip. She can gnaw on a small bag for an entire afternoon.

When it saw September, the super white-feathered chicken's eyes flashed with ferocity. Even though its mouth was sealed, it still made a sharp hissing sound.

The company's assistant chef said that this chicken can spit out flames, lightning, wind blades, ice flakes and other attacks, and each head controls a different natural element. It has an extremely ferocious temperament and a strong sense of territory. Any creature that breaks into its territory will be hunted down by it, but because of its firm and plump meat, it has become one of the most popular ingredients in the universe.

Although the company's team sealed its mouth after capturing it, this super white-feathered chicken is much stronger than an ordinary person. If it were allowed to rush forward with all its strength, it could knock a truck away.

September walked straight towards the cage.

The chief chef's eyes widened. Ten minutes ago, he walked towards the super white-feathered chicken in the same way. At that time, he thought he was a big shot, but the white-feathered chicken immediately made him realize that he was nothing.

He was just shocked by the white-feathered chicken through the cage and flew more than ten meters away.

The steward estimated the difference in tonnage between himself and September, and felt that the fox would be knocked away at least thirty meters.

The white-feathered chicken did the same thing and once again rammed the cage fiercely.

Seeing this, the cooks cried out in surprise and the cage began to shake violently, as if a hole could be made in it at any time by this behemoth.

But then they discovered something unusual.

The super white-feathered chicken stumbled as it retreated, and one of its heads drooped. Blood flowed down the bone-piercing wound. Jiu Yue came to the cage with a bucket in her hand and soothed it in a gentle voice, "Good boy, don't struggle. The more you struggle, the more painful it will be."

The voice was obviously charming and beautiful, full of maternal radiance, but it made them feel cold all over.

The cage door was opened just like that.

The super white-feathered chicken tried to struggle, but suddenly slipped to the ground. Its drooping head coincidentally fell into September's hands. September stroked the white-feathered chicken's head and covered its eyes with the delicate skin of his palm. The blood flowed into the barrel.

At this moment, the chefs finally understood the weight of the words “professional chicken butcher”.

Especially the company's kitchen helpers, some of them had already taken out their mobile phones to capture this visually impactful scene.

They have seen the company's assembly line for processing these super white-feathered chickens. After they are sent back to the food storage center, all slaughtering is done by machines to avoid casualties. In order to efficiently handle this dangerous food, the company has developed slaughtering robots specifically for their characteristics.

The robot was more than ten meters tall and equipped with advanced weapons.

However, what Jiu Yue held in her hand from beginning to end was an ordinary kitchen knife. Just a slight swing was enough to make the white-feathered chicken's head droop down.

The constant hissing sound and the sharp bird beak biting at September seemed to them like a naughty child acting coquettishly to its mother. The mother just knelt on the ground with a doting smile, let the child lie on her lap, and coaxed it to sleep.

The chef present had killed countless chickens in his life, but he had never thought that the act of killing chickens itself could make people feel warm and healing.

The kitchen knife made another light cut, and the naughty and noisy child was cured. Finally, its head drooped down, and it closed its eyes quietly, falling asleep forever on its knees.

The child lost a total of seven buckets of blood.

The Imperial Kitchen Manager touched his neck unconsciously. He watched more carefully than the others. He observed that Jiu Yue had cut nine times in total. Each cut was just right. Even the position and depth of the cut were consistent. Thinking back to the time when he had strongly opposed Jiu Yue entering the kitchen...