Chapter 6716 Xun Ran is just indulging in self-pity.

Luo Bi swung the small quantum computer around. Whose fault was this? It was simply incompetence.

If you're capable enough, you could just kill this husband too and everyone would be happy. What about all those years of relationship? It's not even worth a single interstellar coin. For a man whose heart has changed, Xun Ran is just indulging in self-pity.

Luo Bi couldn't understand it and just left it aside.

They're too busy with their own things to handle.

Just then, Wei Yang returned from outside and said, "Tang Lu'er also made fish-shaped clips, as did Mu Yao. However, Xue Wan and Tang Lu'er haven't led their teams out yet."

Luo Bi wasn't surprised at all, but Bai Nanfeng started to ponder it; he was always a very suspicious person.

Sitting on the sofa, Bai Nanfeng muttered, "Wen Yan, Bai Yanyan, and Mu Yao have already set off. What's going on with Xue Wan and Tang Lu'er? Could they be plotting something?!"

Luo Bi laughed and honestly said, "I have a guess, but I don't know if it's right."

The children went to prepare the meal. Feng Ling and Roger, these high-level, high-gene Thunderflame Warriors, were all in the living room. When they heard what Luo Bi said, they all looked at her, wondering if she was right or not.

"Go on," General Qi Lan began.

"Try to copy me." Luo Bi chuckled, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Hmph, I'm not moving. Xue Wan and Tang Lu'er have already set off with their teams. How can they copy me? They can only wait for me to join them."

High-level, genetically enhanced Thunderflame Warrior: "..."

Believe it or not, although it's unbelievable, if it were a time-traveling woman, she might actually have this thought.

"My God." Wei Kun covered his face; the transmigrated woman's thought process was simply bizarre.

Wei Kun and Tang Shao also went to the kitchen to get busy, along with Jiang Yixin and Wen Xiao. Li Feng was in charge of cooking; he was the real chef. With Li Feng around, the ingredients could reach their maximum nutritional value.

Bai Nanfeng had to say, "Luo Bi, you managed to disrupt Wen Yan, Bai Yanyan, and Mu Yao's concentration right from the start of the competition. That was a good move."

Luo Bi didn't take credit at all, and had nothing to brag about: "It's only effective when they're infatuated with me. They're always thinking about building a harem and collecting handsome men, and it's all pre-arranged. If I snatch a few, the system will go crazy."

Good heavens, Feng Ling, General Qi Lan, and the others only realized now that Luo Bi's bringing Wen Yao, Luo Jie, and Wei Kuang along was not only disrupting the transmigrated woman's mind, but also confusing the system.

No wonder, all the crab traps and fish traps they made were still inferior to Luo Bi's.

Bai Nanfeng rarely praised people, but he couldn't help but exclaim, "Amazing!"

“I call this being cunning.” Luo Bi started flipping through her notebook again, looking at who had said that about her before. Now Luo Bi pointedly said, “Don’t the Thunderflame Warriors at the garrison all think I’m cunning? If I don’t play mind games, who will I be doing this to? Now I’m living up to that reputation.”

The way he flipped through the little notebook left everyone speechless. Bai Nanfeng liked this vengeful personality and laughed heartily. Fortunately, none of the people who came were really interested in the topic of being scheming.

Leng Lie and Lan Ze have always looked down on Luo Bi, so neither of them came.

General Qi Lan and Bai Nanfeng were both busy people. While talking, they took out their personal computers to work. Feng Ling, Roger, and Wen Yao were also looking at the distribution of the planets where shrimp and crabs were caught and the situation of Xunhe River in winter.

It was snowing heavily outside, and there was a risk of a blizzard.

In the kitchen, Wei Kun asked Luo Bi about the dozen or so piglets that had been slaughtered. There were too many piglets, and they were all too old to be raised. Luo Bi was not stingy at all. Wei Kun thought that was too many, but he didn't say anything.

How could Wei Kun not want his children to eat well? Even the infants from the Zhanjiang family, some less than a year old, came. (End of Chapter)