Jiang Tang swallowed the cake in his mouth and whispered back: "Oh."

She doesn't really care about these things.

For Jiang Tang, life is the same wherever he lives.

The settings on your own brain have no effect as long as they are not all turned off.

They are both being monitored. What is the difference between being monitored by one orc and being monitored by five orcs?

Wei Ye was very satisfied with Jiang Tang's well-behaved appearance.

He took a sip of freshly squeezed watermelon juice, raised his tail happily, and dropped it to the ground bit by bit, as if beating to some happy beat.

Not only that, he also sent a message to the remaining four monitoring orcs on his own initiative, telling them not to live with Jiang Tang anymore and that he would take care of everything.

He clicked on the group owner named "Human Breeding Project" and posted a message in it using his private account.

[Black-bellied Dragon: You don’t have to take care of Tangtang from now on, just leave it to me.]

The other guardian orcs looked at this message that seemed to overflow the screen with a sense of ostentation, and couldn't help but want to criticize him.

They also received the news that Jiang Tang had just revoked their permissions.

Although none of them bothered to care about Jiang Tang's daily life, being said by this black-bellied dragon in such a showy tone still made the beast itch with disgust.

The first person to reply to the message was Feng Sheng, the orc heir to the Phoenix clan who was most at odds with Wei Ye.

His tone wasn't very good either, with a hint of ridicule.

[Hua Fenghuang: If you are sick, go and get treatment. Don’t get sick here.]

Wu Heng, an orc from the Snake Tribe who rose from poverty to the position of Speaker, has always been harsh in his speech. Looking at Wei Ye's words, his glasses reflected a cold light as he replied.

[Venomous Snake: Why do you want to take the place of all our orcs? Can one of us be worth five? 】

Finance Minister Shen Yuyao rubbed his ears, while the leopard behind him thumped its tail on the ground in annoyance.

He flipped through the financial report in front of him and muttered to himself: "The labor and management are so busy, how can these orcs still have time to argue in the group?"

He closed all the group chats and continued to deal with the matter at hand, paying no attention to anyone.

Dou Qinglang, the oldest black and white bear orc with the best temper, serves as the peacemaker in the group.

[Peace Bear: Okay, okay, don’t make any noise. Didn’t we agree at the time? The marshal just said it casually, don’t take it to heart.]

Wei Ye looked at Dou Qinglang's reply and pursed his lips uncomfortably.

He wasn't careless.

He did it on purpose.

These orcs had better keep their hands to themselves, otherwise he wouldn't mind if everyone touched them.

Jiang Tang didn't understand why Wei Ye could feel bitter and resentful even after eating a cake.

She tilted her head, thinking.

Maybe it's because Wei Ye doesn't like sweet food?

After all, there were many men who didn't like sweets in the past, and maybe this applies to Star Wars as well.

Jiang Tang silently wrote down the fact that Wei Ye didn't like sweets in his notebook, and planned not to make desserts for Wei Ye in the future.

Only a long time later, when Wei Ye saw that all the biscuits that should have belonged to him were given to other orcs by Jiang Tang, he realized how big a hole his original expression had dug for him.

Jiang Tang saw that Wei Ye had left a lot, and became more convinced of what he had just thought, so he said, "If you can't eat anymore, let us take it back and process it."

Wei Ye shook his head.

"Don't waste it so much. I'm just leaving some for those gluttons."

Jiang Tang looked at his appearance and nodded in understanding, but did not believe it.

I just thought this was Wei Ye's move to hide his dislike of sweets.

Jiang Tang and the old housekeeper returned home and were busy with their own affairs as usual.

Jiang Tang re-entered StarNet and wandered around.

The place where she lived before did not allow her to move around. She could only be locked in a room and read a lot of books. The outside world came from books.

Now that Xingwang is available, Jiang Tang likes to visit busy places.

I want to see more of these busy and endless streams of orcs.

Maybe she won't live in a busy city in the future, but she likes the lively fireworks.

She enjoys the sense of peace in the busy city that shopping brings, and also likes to find what she likes in the alleys.

Jiang Tang walked into an alley where no animals cared about as usual.

It's like there is an invisible barrier from the bustle outside, dividing them into two.

Outside the alley is a bustling world, while inside the alley is a quiet time.

Jiang Tang's eyes gradually fell in love with the decoration here.

The walls here are made of simple blue bricks, and every brick has traces of the wind and sand of the years.

Even the only store inside has a wooden door plaque with the words "Miao Hands Rejuvenate" written in Jiang Tang's familiar font.

She blinked her eyes and felt that time and space were intertwined.

This looks very much like before.

The two streets are like a conversation traveling through time and space.

A lot of hustle and bustle, a lot of precipitation.

Jiang Tang couldn't help but walked in, and the strong aroma of medicinal herbs hit her nostrils.

There are wooden cabinets on three walls, filled with medicinal materials that Jiang Tang knows.

She wanted to reach out and touch her, but was interrupted by a child dozing next to her.

"Don't touch it." Her voice was milky. She looked like she was only ten years old, but she held a pipe in her hand in an old-fashioned way, and her pair of big ears on her head told her that she was not human.

Her pipe pointed at a sentence written on yellowed rice paper on the wall, "Do not touch the medicinal materials with your hands."

Then he lifted up his skirt, sat on the small bench again, crossed his legs, took a sip from the pipe, exhaled the smoke skillfully, and asked: "What are you doing here? We don't need these old things in the interstellar era."

Jiang Tang shook her head when she heard this. She pointed to bay leaves, star anise, cinnamon and other seasoning herbs, and replied expressionlessly: "But they also need to eat."

"Tsk." The girl from the fox tribe looked at Jiang Tang with disdain and said angrily, "You little kitten is quite honest."

She waved her hand and said impatiently: "Go ahead and buy it yourself."

"I don't know what's so delicious about these weird things. Don't all the orcs these days take nutrient solution?"

"Those delicate foods have been lost a long time ago. These orcs are like wild boars who cannot eat fine chaff."

While she was thinking casually, she used the scale to grab an appropriate amount of seasoning herbs for Jiang Tang. Then she yawned widely and spread her hands as if she hadn't woken up: "Chenghui, two thousand interstellar coins, Zhi Nao."

Or do you want to pay in cash?”

Jiang Tang's eyes lit up when he heard the familiar words, and then he answered a little quickly: "Zhi Nao."

After saying that, he transferred two thousand interstellar coins to this little fox orc.

Just when the little fox orc thought everything was settled, Jiang Tang's next words broke her luck.

"Where are you from?"


Chapter completed!