My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts-Chapter 721 - 243: Insect Clan Banquet (Part 1)

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Chapter 721: Chapter 243: Insect Clan Banquet (Part 1)

Du Xixi nodded in agreement, seeing the two brothers holding hands warmly as they ran over to her. They stood on either side, asking for a hug, so she pulled them both onto her lap effortlessly: "This is indeed great news. When we get home, I’ll personally cook a big meal for all four children."

This was pre-arranged; regardless of the results, everyone was to gather at the Ke Family house. This was also because Ke Lian and Ye Wenting were soon returning to their respective units for their debrief, so opportunities for everyone to be together would be rare. Since everyone was present now, naturally they had to make the most of it.

"Thank you, then!" Mo Ying warmly sat beside Du Xixi, shamelessly bowed to her, then she placed her daughter onto Ye Wenting, who was sitting beside her, and grabbed a child from Du Xixi’s lap to sit steadily on her own lap. "Our chef Xixi rarely makes big meals nowadays, ah, such a treat!"

Du Xixi indeed rarely cooks now, not because she is lazy, but because the 2569 at home can handle all the cooking. Whenever she enters the kitchen intending to cook for everyone, she sees 2569 with a pitiful expression, clearly expressing a little sentiment of "You’re taking away my interest," making Du Xixi reluctant to cook and leaving her to step out feeling tender-hearted.

Whenever she goes into the kitchen recently, she mostly tries out new dishes to practice or makes snacks for casual times.

But today is special, as Du Xixi looked at the housekeeper robot standing aside dazedly, she smiled and said, "2569, when we get home, come and help me out, okay?"

2569: ...

"Yes, madam." 2569 wiped away a tear in its robotic heart. Although it regretted not being able to cook for everyone today, it was still happy to have the chance to assist Du Xixi in the kitchen.

Luckily, fortunately, its cooking skills are decent enough to be able to help.

Ke Lian, who kept being kicked out of the kitchen for inability to cook, despite trying to help repeatedly: ... I suspect a certain robot is alluding to me.

After the spiritual power and constitution tests are completed, the staff must record them for uploading to the Empire’s database, so Du Xixi and the others had to wait a bit for the staff to finish recording.

A few minutes later, the staff finished the recording, and after confirming no errors, one of them approached Du Xixi and the others to ask, "Regarding talent disclosure... would the esteemed ones mind publicly posting the spiritual power and talent level of the four children on the Star Network? This is part of our daily operations, requiring the corresponding levels of each child to be published on an account. Of course, we won’t disclose the children’s real names or identities."

The staff asked this with good intention; he knew the children’s backgrounds and knew how high their talents were. However, with gifts come risks, and he wasn’t sure quite how rational the current netizens were. For duty and personal concern, he didn’t wish for the children to suffer harm.

"It’s okay." Ke Lian and Ye Wenting exchanged glances, their eye communication made clear what decision to make. Ke Lian uttered those two words indifferently.

Ye Wenting then chimed in, "It’s just a disclosure. Our two families’ children have high talents, so if we say it publically, would we worry that it may invite trouble due to bragging too much?"

One father was indifferent, while the other was dismissive, yet both displayed extreme confidence. Their family status was so high that regardless of whether the children’s talents were good or bad, disclosing them couldn’t harm them.

Some may be envious, others jealous, congratulatory, suspicious... but what of it? Against true strength, those petty comments are merely utterances that would only bring annoyance to the speaker. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Ke Lian and the group stood up, nodded farewell to the staff, and departed grandly, leaving them behind watching.

A while later, unbeknownst to whom, someone suddenly sighed and said what they were thinking amidst everyone’s questioning gazes: "I just feel like this world is sometimes too biased; all the goodness is given to the princes, while we are left to pick up ordinary things and lead ordinary lives."

The crowd fell a bit silent, unable to deny that deep down, they all believed so. Even though they rationally reminded themselves not to dwell, jealousy often arises from such vast disparities that render one unable to catch up, slowly breeding frustration.