166: Chapter 166 Empress: I am his most loyal follower. Chen Shuyin: I am his legitimate...

"Il、le、gal、co、ha、bi、ta、tion？"

Jiang Wanqiu repeated these four words, her voice as faint as a hairline crack on ice.

Her red eyes, which had been burning with rage, were now momentarily frozen in extreme absurdity and shock.

As the supreme ruler of Dawn City in the Wasteland, as the iron-blooded Empress who commanded tens of thousands of Awakened and decided life and death with a single word, she had heard countless titles for herself.

Tyrant, butcher, savior, agent of God.

But the term "illegal cohabitant" was like a glob of sticky mud, slapped right onto her proud face.

The damage was minimal, but the insult was immense.

"You... how dare you use such a base term to define the sacred bond between me and the Father God?"

Jiang Wanqiu laughed in extreme anger.

She stepped forward abruptly, and the high-strength alloy floor beneath her feet let out a "crack," spiderweb-like fissures appearing under her step.

A visible wave of dark red energy surged from her, spreading wildly in all directions.

The air in the villa instantly became thick and heavy, as if filled with lead.

"Listen, mortal."

The oscillating dagger in Jiang Wanqiu's hand emitted a sharp buzzing sound, pointing directly at the tip of Academician Chen Shuyin's nose:

"I am the sharp blade in the hands of the Father God, his sole spokesperson in that world!"

"I once slaughtered my way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood for him, and for a single glance from him, I hacked those Mutant Beast Kings who dared to covet the temple into pulp!"

"The divine power he bestowed flows within my body, and his name is branded upon my soul!"

"I am a believer! A dependent! I am the one who would die for him, who would destroy the world for him—"

She took a deep breath, her voice resounding like a great bell, making the window glass hum:

"The strongest weapon!"

"You talk to me about the law? About contracts?"

"In this universe, only the weak need the law to protect them! The strong only follow the will of the Father God!"

These words were spoken with great resonance and murderous intent.

Even Pikachu, hiding behind the sofa, was so scared it covered its ears and shivered.

However.

Facing this "theocratic oppression" that would make an ordinary person pee their pants, Academician Chen Shuyin merely frowned and reached out to push up the glasses on her nose.

She did not retreat even half a step.

As a top scholar who believed in science and valued rationality, what she hated most was this kind of unreasonable violent fanatic.

"Are you done?"

Academician Chen Shuyin's tone was flat, even carrying a hint of pity, as if looking at a mental patient.

She slowly and methodically pulled a thin piece of paper from her briefcase filled with documents and shook it.

"Miss Jiang, your self-indulgent drama is impressive; it's a pity you don't write novels."

"However, this is the Dragon Kingdom, this is Earth in 2025, not your barbaric Wasteland."

Academician Chen Shuyin slapped the paper onto the coffee table, her finger tapping heavily on it.

"Look closely, this is the 'Regulations on the Administration of Foreign/Alien Personnel Entry'."

"According to the regulations, you are currently a typical 'three-no' person: no passport, no visa, no proof of legal residence."

"Furthermore, you are carrying a controlled weapon and are suspected of violently intimidating a national-level scientific researcher."

She looked up, her gaze as sharp as a knife, not losing even an inch in momentum to the Empress:

"You say you are his weapon? Sorry, legally speaking, you are just a dangerous stowaway."

"And me."

Academician Chen Shuyin straightened her collar, that confidence radiating from her bones making her whole being shine.

"I am the Chief Scientist of Chenxing Technology, holding 5% of the company's original shares."

"My name and Jiang Chen's name are written side-by-side on the business license, on every patent application."

"We are a community of shared interests, partners who share honor and disgrace."

"In other words..."

A graceful yet fatal smile curled the corner of Academician Chen Shuyin's mouth.

"I am his legal, state-protected, and financially inseparable—"

"Main wife."

"And you, at best, are just a... wild flower without name or status."

BOOM—!!!

This sentence was like a nuclear bomb leveling the ground.

The string in Jiang Wanqiu's brain named "reason" snapped completely.

Wild flower?

No name or status?

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

"I'm going to cut you into pieces!!!"

Jiang Wanqiu let out a shrill scream, the light on the dagger in her hand flared, and she lunged like an arrow released from a string, ready to fight to the death with this sharp-tongued woman.

"Come on! Who's afraid of whom!"

Academician Chen Shuyin did not show weakness either, backhanding the laser screwdriver on the table and turning it to maximum power output. "Today, I will clean up the portal for the scientific community!"

"Zzz—"

"Hum—"

One side was Wasteland martial arts, the other was black-tech tools.

Two women, two completely different power systems, were about to stage a Mars-meets-Earth ultimate showdown in this narrow living room.

Jiang Chen, caught in the middle, didn't just have a headache now.

He felt like his skull was about to be blown off.

What the hell kind of hell-level battlefield was this?

If they really fought, let alone the house, half this mountain would be leveled by the two of them!

"Stop!!!"

Jiang Chen spread his arms, trying to block them, but his voice was instantly drowned out by the two women's roars.

No one paid him any mind.

The current situation was no longer something he could solve just by relying on his face.

Just at this critical moment.

"Gurgle—"

An extremely inappropriate, yet exceptionally loud sound suddenly came from Jiang Chen's stomach.

The sound was so loud and long that it even drowned out the buzzing of the dagger.

It was the most primitive protest from a digestive tract that had been hungry all day and had just undergone high-intensity mental torture.

Silence.

Deathly silence.

The two people who were originally at daggers drawn and about to see blood in the next second froze at the same time.

Jiang Wanqiu's hand holding the knife stopped in mid-air.

Academician Chen Shuyin's hand holding the screwdriver also paused.

They turned their heads in unison to look at the source of the sound—Jiang Chen's stomach.

Jiang Chen's old face turned red.

Although embarrassed, he keenly realized that this was the key to breaking the deadlock! It was a ceasefire signal sent by heaven!

"Ahem."

Jiang Chen clutched his stomach, instantly putting on a weak, pitiful, and helpless expression.

He slowly bent down, leaning against the sofa, his voice powerless:

"Um... two heroines."

"Can you... stop fighting for a moment?"

He looked up, his eyes full of pleading, pointing at his protesting stomach:

"I haven't even had a drop of water since morning."

"Just now I was flying a spaceship, dodging nuclear bombs, and now I have to play peacemaker..."

"I really... am about to starve to death."

"Can you... let me eat a hot meal first?"

"After you're full, you can continue fighting?"

This "pity play" had an excellent effect.

Jiang Wanqiu instantly threw aside the wild flowers and the main wife stuff. In her world, the Father God's health was the first-order iron law!

"Father God is hungry?!"

She hurriedly put away the dagger, her face full of heartache and self-reproach, "It's all my fault! My fault for being ignorant! To actually let Father God go hungry!"

"Eat! Eat immediately!"

Although Academician Chen Shuyin was still angry, upon hearing Jiang Chen say he was hungry, her maternal instinct (or rather, her concern for her partner) instantly overflowed.

"What's wrong with you? Are you made of iron?"

She put away the screwdriver and pushed up her glasses. Although her tone was still stiff, it had softened considerably:

"I'm hungry too. Arguing is physical labor."

"Alright, temporary truce."

She glanced at Jiang Wanqiu and snorted coldly:

"For Jiang Chen's sake, I'll spare you for now."

"Likewise."

Jiang Wanqiu returned a roll of her eyes, "After I serve Father God his meal, I will come to learn your high-level moves again!"

The crisis was temporarily resolved.

Jiang Chen let out a long breath, feeling as if he had returned from the gates of hell.

"Ikaros!"

He shouted behind the sofa:

"Stop playing dead! Come out immediately!"

"Go to the kitchen! Take out that special pork belly!"

"Tonight..."

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth. In order to completely divert the attention of these two ancestors, he decided to bring out the ultimate weapon of Chinese cuisine:

"Tonight, we're having braised pork!"