Teo Hagensen was indeed daydreaming. He couldn't imagine his father doing such boring work during his princehood. But the existence of the ancestral system always had its reasons; the occupation ceremony allowed for the maximum exposure to alien females.

On that day, her gaze, like that of tens of thousands of people around her, was fixed on that oppressive procession.

On that day, his gaze was scattered aimlessly at a 170-degree angle.

Until that great moment recorded in both Earth's history and the Empire's history, when their gazes met.

Teo had once asked his grandfather how to recognize one's destined partner in the vast universe, especially since even his omnipotent father hadn't been able to find one. His Imperial Highness, Emperor Lars, had replied, "The moment I saw her, it felt like I had been struck by lightning, my mind went blank with excitement. By the time I regained my senses, I had already stopped her and proposed. So, it's a kind of uncertain probability, oh, you can also call it fate."

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At that moment, the 10 billion inhabitants of Earth saw through various forms such as live broadcasts, direct feeds, and replays as the prince from another star froze momentarily while touring the crowd. Then, he leaped down from the hovercar and strode purposefully towards the square.

Eric: [Hey, what's going on? Where are you going?]

Jack: [Your Highness! Your Highness! This is against the ancestral rules!]

Johan: (groans and rubs his forehead) [Oh... May the ancestors protect us, please don't let it be an Earthling...]

The terrified crowd parted like the Red Sea, creating a gap.

Diana Petersen had just opened a pack of chips when she suddenly felt the crowd surging around her. By the time she realized it, a pair of straight legs had entered her line of sight. Looking up, she saw the cold gleam of black armor in the sunlight. Diana felt her blood run cold. Did the Prince hunger for chips... or for her Earthly snacks?

He raised his hand, pressed a button on the armor, and the helmet clicked open, revealing black hair that seemed to have a life of its own. The 10 billion inhabitants of Earth saw the face of this warlike prince. He was a handsome young man, with sharp features, wheat-colored skin, and unexpectedly bright, clear black eyes. His expression was one of surprise, his voice filled with excitement:

"woiejoinobwvhirwmdpam"

"Uh?"

"skdjljwpeofpnljsv nlzmdseskdlk"

"Excuse me..."

The fateful encounter came to a halt due to the language barrier. The Prince hadn't brought a translator. Captain Johan reluctantly caught up and pulled out a magical little box, flipping through until he found the universal language of this country. And then Diana Petersen understood the first thing the Prince said to her:

"Will you marry me?"