After Becoming A Popular Girl, I Choose My Husband On Planet X - Chapter 5

The registry office was especially lively today.

“Miss Bai Zixin of the S+ family, marriage registration case” became the number one trending live topic on the entire star network. Countless people even sat in front of their screens, guessing which five candidates she would choose.

——In the end, she only chose two.

Even more shocking, the registration officer stared at the two files before him, his mind freezing for a moment.

“This… are you sure you want to register like this?”

Bai Zixin nodded, smiling with innocent sweetness. “Yes, they’re both really good. Let them tie for the spot, okay~ Don’t fight~”

The officer’s hand trembled as he typed into the screen: 【Main Husband: Ye Yibai, Gao Muting (tied)】

System: “Warning: Only one main husband can be entered.”

The officer hesitated for a second, bit his lip, and entered a special permission code.

The next second, the system displayed: 【S+ privilege activated, tied registration allowed】

And so——

The first “double main husband” marriage in history was successfully registered.

The whole network exploded.

Military Department: ???

Academics: ????

Other candidates: I didn’t even make it as a backup???

That night, to celebrate their successful registration, Ye Yibai booked the most luxurious suspended French restaurant on the planet, 【Lufta · Crystal Wing】. The entire restaurant floated in midair, built on a transparent glass viewing platform. The AI sky projected the Milky Way and drifting stardust. While dining, one could see distant glowing planets and swirling storms. The scene was like a dream.

Piano music drifted softly. Silver cutlery sparkled like stars. Waiters in tailcoats pushed silver trays and recited dishes in quiet voices. Everything was elegant.

Gao Muting asked with a blank face, “What do you want to eat? The French food here has a good reputation. I remember their foie gras with blueberry sparkling soy sauce is famous.”

Bai Zixin held the thick menu in her hands, her expression showing hesitation.

She pursed her lips and asked softly, “Um… do they have… snail rice noodles here?”

The entire restaurant seemed to freeze.

Even the piano music in the background suddenly stopped, as if someone had stomped on the keys.

The corner of Ye Yibai’s lips twitched slightly as he tried to search his memory database for the strange word. “Snail… rice noodles?”

Gao Muting frowned. “…Are you talking about some kind of mechanical powder? Or an ancient weapon?”

Bai Zixin hurriedly explained, “No, no! It’s the stinky, spicy rice noodles from my hometown on Earth! With pickled bamboo shoots, peanuts, dried tofu skin, black fungus, and crispy fried egg! The broth has to be red with chili oil, spicy enough to make you sweat. The smell should be so strong the table next to you doubts life!”

The two men fell into shocked silence.

Ye Yibai paused, then pulled out his portable terminal. “I can apply for the kitchen to make it. I think I downloaded some ancient Earth recipes… but this ‘snail’ is a kind of soft-bodied animal?”

Bai Zixin’s eyes lit up and she nodded. “Yes! They use it for soup stock, it smells amazing. But… many people don’t understand its taste. They say it stinks, but I think that’s the soul of it!”

Gao Muting’s face grew hard to describe. “…You’re saying you grew up eating this smelly, tear-inducing food?”

Bai Zixin nodded, eyes sparkling. “Mm! When I was naughty as a kid, my mom used this to coax me to eat!”

This time, not only Ye Yibai but even Gao Muting fell into a state of shattered beliefs.

——This was the girl they saw standing at the top of the pyramid of power, raised with elite education since childhood?

Shouldn’t people like her only eat molecular cuisine with artistic names, and drink cloud dew wine labeled by vintage?

Why would she want to eat this kind of Earth street food? And smile so happily while saying it?

Three minutes later.

Gao Muting watched as Bai Zixin still excitedly described how to simmer the broth and how long to ferment the bamboo shoots. Finally, he lowered his gaze and gave a deep command: “Cancel the menu. Clear the highest-level kitchen space. Tell the chefs to cook… Earth’s snail rice noodles.”

Bai Zixin’s eyes sparkled with surprise, her smile curving bright. “You’re both so nice…”

She placed her hands lightly on the table, patting left and right. “Tonight, both of you eat with me~ Then tomorrow, I’ll decide—one of you will wash the dishes, and the other will take turns.”

The two men: “…” That simple? At least it’s not tricky.

They had never imagined that the first task of becoming Bai Zixin’s main husband would be: to learn how to cook smelly, spicy snail rice noodles in the galaxy’s top French restaurant—and then compete over who washed dishes faster.

But the funniest part was… they didn’t feel unwilling at all.

—That bowl of red, oily, spicy noodles instantly grounded the elegant atmosphere of the restaurant.

—But the girl ate happily, her lips flushed red from the spice, yet she still smiled and said, “So delicious! Thank you, husbands!”

Wen Nuannuan probably didn’t know she was born a beast-tamer. The two men had already surrendered. As for being single for 21 years, it was only because Wen Nuannuan was slow to react—she needed a super direct “I like you” before she would even go “Huh?”

Her smile was too sweet. So sweet it made their hearts burn. They were willing to turn from war gods and genius scholars into frying pan experts, just to make her smile again.

Washing dishes? Then wash dishes. Cooking snail noodles? Then cook.

—This girl was the shared heart of their double main husband bond.

If she said she wanted to eat, they would gladly step on the stars themselves and boil them into broth with chili oil.