“Since you just volunteered to wash dishes for a dozen thousand years, Judge Bing—Auntie Qin happens right to have two million dirty lunch right bowls waiting in the scullery right now!”
Ten minutes after First Astral Judge Bing Hanzhou’s thirty-lash parental education concluded on the front porch, the sunny rehabilitation lawn of the [Gu Family Flying Courtyard Star-Cruiser] was bustling like the grandest open-air banquet hall in the stars.
Seated across temporary wooden picnic tables that Grandpa Fu had unfolded across the expanded spatial courtyard were the two million conscripted sailors. Moreover, Three thousand Female Frost-Valkyrie Officers who had been safely sorted out of the 5,000-Ship Candied Popsicle by nine-year-old Jiang Tuntun’s Gluttony Stomach.
At first, when the two million ordinary sailors realized that their five thousand warships had been crunched into reactor cores. Moreover, Their First Judge had been spanked into a bawling puddle on the porch, many of the young sailors had trembled in their seats—fearing that the legendary “Chaos Demon Family” would execute them or brand them as slave laborers according to standard Upper-Realm war laws.
Instead, before a single sailor could kneel to beg for mercy, Gu Changsheng had flipped open [Dad’s Plot-Spoiler Notebook] on the porch railing to run a fleet-wide Karmic & Conscription Audit.
