Exiled on the deserted star, the plants I planted have 100 million magical points

Chapter 322 Complex
The great marshal fell silent again.

I originally wanted to say that he would never restrict Ai Moye's freedom to choose a partner.

If one day in the future he is no longer by her side, she can freely fall in love, get married and have children.

Felix's family will still be her support, and as long as the family is still there, no one can stop her way.

But why can't such words be said openly?
The Marshal felt quite complicated when he thought about the future, when there might really be another man who would care about Ai Moye and show her kindness.

Ai Moye put her finger on his forehead and muttered to herself, "Did you have a fever due to working too hard? No. Could it be that he didn't wake up? Was he possessed? Is he mentally retarded?"

The more they talked, the more confused they became, so Di Lie gave up on the topic altogether.

His little quail was not a dodder without its own opinion, and did not need him to arrange its future path.

What kind of life she wants to live and what kind of person she wants to become, she will gradually explore and move forward in the years to come.

At a time when the interstellar situation is becoming increasingly tense, the leaders of the Interstellar Federation jointly issued an announcement to all interstellar humans.

In the news, each face represents the top combat power of the human military.

"In many wars, we have determined the coordinates of the 'Road'. The Federation will launch a precision strike on the 'Road' in ten days to cut off the Zerg's path to invade our star field."

"The battle between humans and high-level Zerg has lasted for thousands of years and will come to an end in this era. We swear here to defend the everlasting and splendid civilization of mankind with our lives."

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Countries have launched precise strikes on "Road" one after another, using the Road as a medium to hinder the progress of the Zerg from other universes, but the military generals did not show a relaxed expression to the people.

This means that the situation remains serious.

Ai Moye went to school and saw her classmates were talking about this matter.

Heyuan is a military academy. Once the war comes, these military reservists will go to the battlefield in advance.

Because her due date is approaching, Ai Moye also has to undergo a physical examination in the hospital.

Madam Emma accompanied her and told Ai Moye not to be nervous.

Ai Moye sat in a wheelchair, feeling particularly complicated, "I'm really not at the point where I can't walk, ma'am."

It can even be said that she is now strong enough to kill pigs.

Madam Emma pushed her happily, "You are too active, Ye Ye. You didn't give me a chance to take care of you during the entire pregnancy. Now let me experience the feeling of being a mother and take good care of my pregnant daughter, okay?"

Ai Moye tried hard to make sense of this sentence and asked again, "Will Uncle Di come back when I give birth?"

"If he dares not come back, I'll tear his head off and make soup for you, okay?" Lady Emma said lovingly.

Ai Moye stroked her pregnant belly with a blank look in her eyes.

Just imagine, as soon as she opened the lid of the pot, she saw the marshal's head floating in the soup, his black hair mixed with chopped green onions swaying slightly, his ice-blue eyes covered with a layer of mist, and he looked at her in surprise.

Thinking of this, Ai Moye shuddered violently.

It's so scary, but also inexplicably funny. What's going on?

After pushing Ai Moye to the ward, Mrs. Emma had to go and handle some procedures in person, and asked Ai Moye to wait here for a while.

The ward has been set up in advance and she will stay here for a few days before and after giving birth.

However, given her healthy condition, this ward probably won't be of any use.

It takes no more than half a day to be discharged from the hospital after giving birth. As long as interstellar women can hold on until giving birth, there will be almost no sequelae.

After the door closed, Ai Moye stood up from the wheelchair and stretched.

The capital was very peaceful. People going to work were squeezing into public transportation, while those who were lazy were lying around at home, living a dull daily life.

However, the no-fly zone set up in the past has been requisitioned by the military, and fighter planes can be seen flying across the blue sky at any time, leaving straight white lines in the sky.

"There's no real feeling of war at all." Ai Moye murmured in a low voice.

At this moment, her cell phone rang. She thought it was Lin Jiahui, notifying her to go back for an important course, but it turned out to be an unknown number.

Di Lie had informed her in advance that her mobile phone had been implanted with an eavesdropping program and the Imperial Intelligence Department was monitoring it at all times.

Ai Moye pressed the call button without any hesitation.

"Who?"

"Haha." A familiar low laugh came from the other side.

Ai Moye's eyebrows tightened, "Bu Jianzhou?"

"Yes," Bu Jianzhou said playfully, "Miss Ai was able to tell it was me from the voice. I am really flattered."

The door of the ward was pushed open silently. Mrs. Emma made a gesture to Ai Moye at the door. There were several security guards following behind her.

Ai Moye nodded and didn't hang up in a hurry.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Me?" Bu Jianzhou paused for a moment on purpose. Seeing that Ai Moye did not ask further, he could only say, "Guess."

"Guess your sister."

"Take a good guess."

"Guess your whole family."

"Please don't use bad words, Madam Marshal. It's not conducive to the marshal's lofty image in front of the public." Bu Jianzhou said elegantly.

If it weren't for the fact that the Intelligence Department wanted to track Bu Jianzhou's whereabouts, Ai Moye would have hung up the phone impatiently long ago.

"I don't think I've ever offended you, why don't you let me go?"

"Well, can you just treat me as if I'm bored?" Bu Jianzhou's voice became very empty, as if he was reminiscing about the past, with deep nostalgia, "There aren't many people who can chat with me, and I think I get along well with you."

"Then," Ai Moye turned and asked, "Can you tell me why you helped Dr. Martin and committed so many crimes?"

Bu Jianzhou asked in return, "Why can't Dr. Martin help me destroy this world?"

Ai Moye said, "From the Angel Workshop plan, I believe that the crazy doctor is really planning for the future of mankind. And you, it seems like you have a Chuunibyou who wants to destroy the world."

Bu Jianzhou was amused by her words.

"Is it because I am a college student who is inexperienced in the world that I speak so bluntly?" Bu Jianzhou said meaningfully, "I am indeed dissatisfied with this world, and I also want to do something that will be deeply remembered by humans."

"Why?" Ai Moye asked.

"you guess."

Ai Moye: "..."

Bu Jianzhou said again: "I hate traitors. I don't like to see his sanctimonious and superior face. This is also one of the reasons."

Ai Moye was puzzled, but before she could ask further questions, Bu Jianzhou had already decided to end the call.

"It's nice to chat with you, Miss Ai. Also, it's not easy to track me down, so don't be discouraged even if you fail. I look forward to meeting you next time. Goodbye."

The call was unilaterally cut off, and Ai Moye turned around to look at Madam Emma.

The lady walked over, gently pulled the phone out of her hand, and blocked the number.

"This guy is so annoying. Be good, Ye Ye, and ignore him in the future." said the lady.

Ai Moye hesitated for a moment and asked, "Madam, do you know his background?"

Madam Emma touched her belly and said softly, "Don't explore these things yet. Wait until you give birth to the baby and have enough energy, okay?"

That's not something that can be explained in a few words, and maybe now is not the right time.