The military academy student who was drawn to the question asked about the thoughts of many people.

Marshal Agarez's wife, the princess of the empire, is a physical and mentally useless thing that is known to the whole empire.

People from the top ten military academies know that the Princess of the Empire studied at the Fifth Military Academy. As for why she was physically thirsty and had no mental power, it goes without saying that it was a matter of privilege.

Agarez looked at the direction of the military academy student who was asking about his sharp and deep eyes, and replied seriously and seriously: "Thank you for this classmate's question. First of all, it is unreliable to hearsay. Secondly, my wife participated in this mecha competition."

Agarez's voice was loud throughout the venue.

Hundreds of thousands of people in the venue opened their mouths and speculated that what he said was unreliable. What exactly did he mean? Does the marshal's wife's physical strength mean? Or does the marshal's wife have mental power, or does it mean that the marshal's wife is not in the Fifth Military Academy, but in the First Military Academy.

right.

The marshal said his wife participated in the mecha competition.

Those who can participate in the mecha competition have at least B-level physical strength, so the lady's physical strength is not h, nor does she have no mental strength.

The military academy student who asked the question said again: "Marty Marshal Agarez, your wife participates in this mecha competition. As the general judge of this mecha competition, will you let her go?"

The problem is sharp.

Directly provoke authority.

Ginger smacked her lips, feeling her mouth was a little idle and wanted to eat sour.

She used her consciousness to explore her space and touched a green plum. She ate it like a mouse. The uncooked green plum was no longer astringent and sour. She felt so happy when she ate it into her mouth.

Agarez's voice was low and unraveled, just like the most accurate robot voice: "This classmate, 10 questions, 10 students, your question has been asked, next!"

The military academy student who was asking questions quickly sat down, and the people around him quickly greeted him, "You are crazy, what questions do you ask? Marshal, the most fair, just and rigorous person in the empire, how could he let the wife go?"

"That's right, you usually say well, why did you ask such a question on such an important occasion without keeping your mouth shut?"

The military academy student who asked, "I don't know either, but my mouth turned bald and my skin came out. Fortunately, I can only ask one question per person, and it did not make the marshal embarrassed or the marshal embarrassed!"

He Ruanruan adjusts the atmosphere: "The first lucky person who can ask Marshal Agarez face to face has emerged, and the next one is the second lucky person, please look at the big screen."

He Ruanruan finished speaking.

The second person asking questions appeared on the big screen.

The second person is not a military academy student, but someone who came in outside to watch the opening ceremony of the Mecha Mecha Competition.

Still a girl, facing the camera, the girl was incredible and slowly stood up: "Is it really me? Is it really me? Can I ask His Highness Agarez directly?"

The gold medal host Lan Lingxi smiled and replied: "It's really you. You are the second lucky one tonight. You can ask His Highness Agarez any questions directly, please ask!"

"Thank you, thank you!" The girl bowed quickly, her teeth trembled with excitement: "Dear Your Highness Agares, I am your fan. I have liked you for a long time. The question I want to ask you is, the question I want to ask you is, yes... Your wife participated in this mecha competition. As the general judge of this competition, will you let him go?"

Ginger: "…"

This is still a fan.

Black fans.

The questions asked are the same.

Who does she need to let go of water?

Who do you look down on?

When Agarez was talking to the girl who was asking the question, his eyes looked over. After listening to the question, his expression did not change at all. His low voice was as usual, without any ups and downs: "Thank you for this lady's question, thank you for your concern for my wife."

"First of all, my wife participated in this mecha competition based on her own ability. It was not me, nor was it appointed by the Fifth Military Academy."

"Secondly, as the general judge of this mecha competition, the judge's duty is to be fair and just, to discover the seeds of excellence. I will not let the water go just because she is my wife. If I let the water go, it is not an insult to my personality, but an insult to my wife. The next question!"

The girl who asked the question thanked her stutteringly.

Before I could finish thanking, the camera turned.

Agerez's domineering answer not only made the audience burst into applause, but also made the people of the Trojan Empire scream in the live broadcast: Marshal Agerez is so handsome. He seems to have no wife to protect him, but he protects him all the time.

Such a husband, who doesn’t love and who doesn’t like him, is worth fertilizing or not, and nothing counts. He is simply the ideal of the world and the ceiling of his husband.

The third person who asked the question was a military academy student at the First Military Academy. The camera scanned him. He was calmer than the two before: "Hello, Marshal Agarez, I am honored to ask you questions face to face. My question is that the Empire now advocates eating food, natural food, mutated food, and abandons nutrients and nutrient solution. Let me ask, on the battlefield, there is a sudden change, where is there time to cook? If something happens, who will bear the responsibility?"

Agarez finished speaking and said without any rushing words: "Thank you for this classmate's question. First of all, the Empire does not advocate eating food, natural food, and mutated food, but these foods are beneficial to human health, and these are supported by data. For details, you can access the latest data released by Military Medical. The data above is updated twice a month."

"Secondly, there is no official statement that it is the choice of the people themselves, not the official mandatory."

"In the end, the battlefield changes rapidly, and I know better than you. Without the official abandonment of nutrients and nutrient solution, you don't need to bring people to the battlefield to bring vegetables, and you still want to cook when fighting."

"In summary, the empire has ten galaxies, ten legions, and the total number of the ten legions is as high as 8 million. As their marshal, I don't want them to suffer from the destruction of mental mania and the pain of gene collapse."

"Then...eating natural foods, mutated foods can stabilize the mania of mental power and the collapse of genes. As long as they are not on the battlefield, each of them must eat them. Do you understand? Next question!"

"Smack!"

The violent applause rang again.

The cheers in the venue were deafening.

Ginger chewed four green plums, like a little fan, and blew the loudest whistle.

The whistle echoed throughout the venue, and she became the most beautiful boy in the city.

The fourth problem is that Zerg people appear on the big screen.
Chapter completed!