《Abyss Solo》 Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: 001 Arrival Chapter 1: 001 Arrival Earth exploded. Yang Ming remembered vividly that, about half an hour ago, Earth had exploded. The sky was tumultuous with fiery clouds, and he sat in his living room at his childhood home, tightly embracing his parents and younger sister, facing the flames spewing from the cracks in the earth, succumbing to the agony of the flames and plunging into the abyss of unconsciousness. Am I dead now? Yang Mings heart, on the contrary, calmed. The television, internet, and mobile phone messages had been announcing from three days ago that Earths civilization was about to collapse and human civilization was entering a countdown. High-energy rays from the outer Solar System were hitting Earth directly without any hindrance, and Earths technology was powerless against it, rapidly disintegrating the civil order. (This message was not directly detected.) The human civilization that hadnt managed to leave Earth just vanished like that. Before the explosion of Earth, there was a rather absurd theory circulating onlinethat Earth was attacked by rays because of a virtual reality space exploration game called Abyss. Yang Ming, who had been addicted to Abyss since college, had reached the story arc of Abyss Descends three months ago. The climax of the story arc was betting on the home planet base, calling for global players to unite to counter the threat from the Ninth Natural Disaster Army. How could players from all over the world unite? The main storyline wasnt that big a deal anyway. Over the past three months, various fleets were still waging wars against each other, and it was generally assumed that when the countdown of the expansion pack ended, the official phantom troops would overturn the powerful NPC fleets. Just three days ago, the main fleet of the Ninth Natural Disaster Army broke through the outer lines of defense and reached near the Origin Mother Star of Earths humans, firing a star-destroying missile at Earths Origin Mother Star in the game world. All global players were simultaneously kicked out of the game. Half a day later, Earths external satellites detected that high-energy ray, and Earths human civilization entered a three-day countdown. Was it really a coincidence? Wasnt that too much of a coincidence? During those three days, Yang Ming saw many conspiracy theories and analytical posts, saying humans are a common species in the universe, and the game Abyss was a test of civilization given by higher human civilizations, which Earths humans failed, hence their destruction. But Yang Ming really couldnt accept the absurd theory that he played Earth to destruction. But all that was in the past. Although Yang Ming couldnt open his eyes at this moment, he could still remember, think, and feel the existence of his body. Now it was probably Did he arrive in heaven? Or had he fallen into hell? If not for the previous burning pain being too intense, Yang Ming would also have liked to think it was just a dream. Professor. Suddenly, footsteps and a conversation between a man and a woman reached his ears. The man was addressed as professor, his voice deep and strong; The woman should also be middle-aged, her tone very gentle. Doctor Lina, how is our third deputy now? the man asked. Hanton is no longer in serious danger, his bodys various indicators have returned to normal, but his head has suffered a severe concussion and may experience some sequelae. This poor guy, he played a crucial role in shaking off the Human Councils detection ship; dont skimp on medical resources. Dont worry, Professor, I will take good care of Hanton. Hanton? Human Councils detection ship? What is all this mess? Yang Ming struggled to think, a series of memory fragments flashed through his mind; These blotchy, illogical images suddenly assaulted his brain, causing intense pain that made Yang Ming convulse. Yang Ming quickly realized. If he couldnt withstand the assault of these memory fragments, he might become an idiot, likely losing the personality known as Yang Ming! Enduring the severe pain in his forehead, he tried to divert his attention, repeatedly recalling his brief life as Yang Ming. Finally, the pain started to subside, and the memory images from this body became blurry and tame. He had won. Yang Ming sighed in relief in his mind, not having had time to review these newly surfaced memories, when he heard messy footsteps again. Whats wrong with him? The professor asked in a deep voice. It might be a central nervous system disorder The problem is worse than we thought. I need to redo the examination for him, Doctor Lina said. Let me take a look. Two ice-cold fingers clad in leather gloves pried open Yang Mings eyelids. The glaring light met his eyes, and a shadow loomed in front of itanother head peeking from the side. Yang Ming was startled. He had seen this middle-aged man before! The mans flickering red mechanical eye and the exposed mechanical skeleton on the left half of his face had left a deep impression on Yang Ming. The dark red scars where mechanical skin met natural flesh looked nauseating up close. He he is A name nearly slipped out of Yang Mings mouth. Kigrov! Holy crap, wasnt this Kigrov, the hidden boss from the level 30 Empire faction epic dungeon in Abyss? He could drop rare skills for bio-engineered classes and core components for all classes! His original name seemed to be Right, Professor Kigrov! This level 30 epic dungeon was called Voice of Abandonment. Voice of Abandonment was the second squad-based epic dungeon players challenged after leaving the Origin Mother Star, and it was the hardest dungeon of that time. Batch after batch of players died in the final battle against Valkyrie, whose miniskirts were the hottest topic on the Abyss forums. Oh, that pure, powerful, and amazingly shaped Valkyrie. After conquering the dungeon, Yang Ming would even go out of his way to guide newcomers, all to catch a glimpse of that beautiful Valkyrie. Though, it hadnt been half a month before he got smitten with the curvy career guide at Mink Port Uh, this is not what I should be thinking about now. The icy fingers released his eyelids, and Yang Mings sight plunged into darkness again. Instantly, someone gently manipulated his arms and neck and attached some metal patches. Yang Ming tried to remember every detail of Voice of Abandonment, having battled through it dozens of times. The introduction to the dungeon seemed to go like this [A boundary detection ship discovered a scientific vessel abandoned on the fringe of a desolate Resource Star. The vessels internal structure hadnt been entirely destroyed, and there were signs of life activity in several chambers. The ship bore the emblem of the Sherman Empire. During further exploration, genetically transformed monsters, with strength beyond the limits of carbon-based lifeforms, were found inside.] Yang Mings brain was racing. At the beginning of the dungeon, a blond-haired, blue-eyed virtual NPC in a nurse outfit would guide players, introducing the person in chargeProfessor Kigrov, and progressively unveiling the most powerful being therethe out-of-control Valkyrie. The research ship had encountered a crisis thirty years ago. The powerful Valkyrie, created by genetic experiments, had escaped their control, leading to a bio-disaster and massacres of the crew by the transformed beings. To prevent the infinitely evolving Valkyrie from becoming the Empires nightmare, Professor Kigrov decided to use the non-directional instant jump technology to head towards a black hole near the star road. However, the Valkyrie destroyed the ships propulsion system, and the vessel was trapped in this desolate Star Domain. Thats it, the backstory of the Lost Voice dungeon! Genetic modification, war machinery, experiments to explore the limits of carbon-based lifes power! After players defeated the Valkyrie, they could proceed to explore the storyline, which led to the hidden bossKigrov, who had turned into a monster himself trying to destroy the Valkyrie. Wait a minute! Something is not quite right. Yang Ming clearly rememberedthe hidden boss Professor Kigrov in the Lost Voice dungeon didnt look middle-aged. He was supposed to be a hunched, skinny old man with a receding hairline, messy white hair, somewhat out of his mind, turning into an ugly tumor-like monster after swallowing a red pill! The research ship had encountered a crisis thirty years ago Does that mean, he had been resurrected in Abyss, thirty years before the game even started? Right now, the Valkyrie had not yet started the riot, and this research vessel continued cruising within the Sherman Empires territory, conducting sinister experiments on genetically modified human beings. And he was, he was Hanton, one of the three mates on this research vessel, a formally commissioned officer of the Empire, a captain who had spent two years aboard, mainly responsible for maintaining the ship, solving technical issues, and managing the fire safety systems. To put it simply: [An unassuming crew member about to be slaughtered.] Chapter 2 - Chapter 2: 002 Eve of the Riot Chapter 2: 002 Eve of the Riot Grass, a kind of plant. Having finally been given a second chance at life, was he about to die by a Valkyries blade? Yang Ming felt he needed to do something to save himself. He began to carefully review the recent memories of this body, looking for any useful information that might aid him. Unfortunately, in Hantons memories, Yang Ming found the Imperial Martial God Plan and confirmed the existence of the Valkyries. Luckily, Hantons life for the past two years had been monotonous, so it didnt take much effort to skim through his memories. Hantons recent memories could be simply summarized as: C One medal; C Two mistresses; C Three wishes. Yang Ming was feeling very tired at the moment and simply fell asleep; when he woke up again, he was able to open his eyes, but he continued to feign sleep. To survive on this research ship, he had to play the role of Hanton well. Only by staying alive could Yang Ming figure out why he was in the world of Abyss and have the chance to explore the connection between Earths explosion and this holographic game. Lets first look at the three wishes of this fool, Hanton: C One, to be appreciated by Professor Kigrov and get the opportunity to transform himself into a powerful Martial God Warrior. C Two, to be transferred back to Head Star or another affluent and stable area of the Empire by the age of 30, to retire and become a peace officer in a city with a vibrant nightlife. C Three, to marry a woman from the Imperial Nobility. Only female nobles. Regarding these three wishes, Yang Ming, who had taken over this body, could only apologize. He might help fulfill the second wish if there was a chance. But as for the first and third wishes, forget it. Why would he choose to become some bio-membrane freak thats neither human nor ghost by his own volition? That was not an aesthetic Yang Ming could accept at this stage. Moreover, when Yang Ming played Abyss, he spent half his time mingling in the Empires faction, and the purest Imperial noblewoman NPC had three or four lovers! Marrying a noblewoman was he hoping to evolve to the point where he could sustain himself through photosynthesis? But back to the point. This world felt so real. Yang Ming could breathe freely, and when he opened his eyes just now, there was no peripheral distortion inevitable with holographic glasses. What about the attribute board? The attribute board that one could click to check their stats? In the game Abyss, even the most streamlined interface kept a button for the attribute board, but now there was no trace of it to be found. Yang Ming felt that he was in a real world. This realization became clear and firm. After looking over Hantons three wishes, now to consider those two mistresses. Space travel was so lonely. In the narrow and labyrinth-like cabins of this research ship, which after departure typically couldnt return to its home port for half a year, men and women driven by biological factors would be drawn to each other, weave beautiful stories, and perform rehearsals of the rites of reproduction this was nothing out of the ordinary. Everyone was accustomed to these things, and as long as it didnt interfere with their work, there would be no trouble, no need to be concerned about each other after leaving the ship. Yang Ming watched the little movie in the memory fragments for a while, soon feeling a reaction in his body. It was healthy. That was good. He quickly sealed away that part of the memory to avoid any uncontrollable physical reactions. As for one medal, that was much simpler. Because Hanton had worked diligently and outstandingly completed several high-risk operations, he had recently received a Thorn Flower medal, similar to the little red flowers from kindergarten. At this point, Yang Ming fell into a long silence. Earth had exploded, and he was revived in the background world of the game Abyss, at least thirty years before the games opening, becoming this hardworking and lucky third officer on the research ship. But the crisis of survival had not been resolved. The Valkyries rebellion loomed over him like a dark cloud. Should he stop the Valkyries rampage? Or should he look for an opportunity to leave this research ship before that? Yang Ming racked his brain analyzing the situation. The primary task now was to determine how much time remained until the Valkyrie insurrection. If there were still a few years before the rebellion erupted, there wouldnt be too much cause for panic, and hed have ample opportunity to escape the vortex. Time is critical. Yang Ming didnt continue to read through Hantons memory fragments. Instead, he decided to find a calendar himself; this self-imposed minor task would mark the beginning of his new life. Anyway, he had to figure out a way to integrate into this environment, both familiar and strange. This space research vessel was engaged in nefarious human experimentation that couldnt stand the light of day. To maintain secrecy, the use of any network-connected terminals was prohibited onboard, and the crews work uniforms were not allowed to contain any extraneous electronic devices. You can find a calendar in your own cabin. Not a bad newbie guide task. Yang Ming slowly sat up, still feeling a slight dizziness. The reason this body was injured was that he hit his head while repairing the stabilizer on the tail of the research vessel during an external operation. It must be a concussion now. Yang Ming looked down at the body that would carry him into the future. So fit! Referring to the chest muscles. The bulging pectorals seemed almost ready to burst through the white tank top, and the two sturdy thighs filled out the light blue military trousers, with a pair of milky blue boots to one side. In fact, Hanton held a Second Level Battle Mecha pilot certification, having graduated from a formal military academy and participated in more than a dozen minor campaigns. Yang Ming bent over to put on his boots, taking in the narrow medical office crowded with various instruments and cabinets, feeling the simulated gravity from the floor. Above was an oval window, outside of which was a dazzling nebula. He spaced out for a moment. Until the sound of footsteps came from behind the curtain next to him, Yang Ming snapped back to reality and cleared his eyes of confusion. A middle-aged female doctor with pale golden hair pulled back the curtain. She had features that resembled a mix of Eastern and Western ancestry, dignified in her composure with a slender figure, although the crows feet at the corner of her eyes were becoming hard to conceal. Hanton was quite familiar with this doctor. Lina was the on-board physician responsible for the health care of several hundred crew members and soldiers, a very gentle character. How are you feeling, Hanton? Doctor Lina asked. Not bad, have I developed any lasting illnesses? Youre very healthy, you just need to avoid strenuous activities now, and be careful not to bump into anything when walking. Doctor Lina handed over a transparent bag containing a dozen yellow capsules. Go back to your cabin and continue to rest. Youve slept enough here. If you have a headache or dizziness, take one; it will help you recover quickly. Thank you, Yang Ming whispered. He remembered something and didnt continue the conversation with Lina. Suddenly asking someone what year it was according to the Imperial Calendar would seem a bit abrupt. He successfully left the medical office and walked along the corridor, where at most three people could walk side by side. The corridor seemed endless, with a narrow door every few meters, each equipped with a bio-identification cats eye. Inside were the single dormitories of the senior crew members and officers. Fortunately, though Third Officer was a technical laborer, he was considered a senior crew member. The medical office was at the edge of the senior crew dormitory area. After taking a couple of turns, Yang Ming arrived in front of his own dormitory door, having already calculated the background time for the opening of Abyss in his mind. Yang Ming was an avid gamer, and the time conversion mechanism of Abyss for Galaxy Time had been a hot topic among players. The game started in the Imperial New Calendar year 753. Going back thirty years would be the New Calendar 723. The background description in the instance was a bit vague, only mentioning that a rebellion occurred thirty years ago, without specifying an exact year, month, or day. The bio-identification processed smoothly, and the iron door in front of him slowly opened, revealing the real face of the ten square meter dormitory. Pretty tidy, probably because a woman often stayed overnight. Yang Ming closed the dormitory door behind him and headed straight to the desk, grabbing the elongated electronic clock and started pressing buttons. He read the language and numbers on it effortlessly. Yang Ming also realized belatedly that the language he had heard and spoken before was the Galaxy Universal Language, surprisingly without any barriers. Oh, thank you, Hanton. Lets see, how long until New Calendar 723 He had pulled up the calendar and squinted at it, then froze in place. New Calendar 724, 01, 22. Damn! It was last year. Chapter 3 - Chapter 3: 003s First Encounter with the Valkyrie Chapter 3: 003s First Encounter with the Valkyrie Is that thirty years a rounded-up result? Could the rebellion by the transformed people break out at any moment? Images began to flash across Yang Mings mind. In the dimly lit game instance, fully armed player squads were chased and wildly chopped by the sexy and powerful Valkyrie, meeting their demise amid curses and swears. The gloomy corridors were plastered with dark red bloodstains, decapitated skeletons still dressed in the light blue uniforms of the Empires military, while monstrous lumps of flesh seemingly devoured something at the entrance to the bridge, with occasional deep sobs echoing from the depths of the hallway. This was the fate of the research ship. No, sitting ducks we shall not be. It had not been easy for him to be alive again; the taste of death was unbearably unpleasant. Yang Ming turned and rushed towards the hatch, now completely daring not to rest. He wanted to speak with Kigrov, the person in charge here, they must urgently escape the research ship that could turn into a Shura hell at any moment. However As the hatch opened, a young woman who was just raising her hand to knock on the door made the hurried Yang Ming stop in his tracks. She appeared to be around twenty-four or twenty-five. Although the current cosmetic medical technology made it impossible to judge the specific age by appearance, Yang Ming knew that she was of the same age as him, the ships intern navigator, whose job was to check the Star Map, confirm the navigation route, and serve tea and water. Of course, she also had a unique personal identity: Hantons mistress number one. She was a sexy woman with plump lips, bright eyes, and a high nose bridge, her fair skin and shapely figure evident even though her waistline was not so pronounced, but Yang Ming was captivated by the bulges in her swollen work uniform. Hi, darling! Are you feeling better? Surprise flitted across her eyes as she expertly wrapped her arms around Yang Mings waist. Yang Ming instinctively took a half step back, and before he could speak, a pair of plump, soft lips tasting of sweetness blocked his own. Ah, what? Are Empire girls always this warm and welcoming? Thanks, Hanton. After a bout of entangled lips and teeth, just as Yang Mings breathing was about to become labored, he finally regained some sense. This young woman was a navigator, one who could read sea maps, so she must know the current heading of the spaceship, right? Since the time node was a bit fuzzy, he might try to probe the spatial node. Where have we flown to now, my dear? Yang Ming asked. Oh, darling, are you sure you want to discuss such a mood-dampening topic right now? the woman complained with coy annoyance. Yang Ming firmly gripped his belt. Mistress number one quickly yielded. Darling, why have you suddenly started caring about this? Weve just shaken off the Human Councils Detection Ship and are near the Empires boundary tower 4339. In two hours, well pass by an abandoned Resource Star where we can extract water for supplies. Yang Ming nodded, ready to resume their earlier academic exchange between Earths civilization and extraterrestrial culture, when suddenly his hands trembled. Resource Star? An abandoned Resource Star? How does the first sentence of the Lost Voice instance background introduction go? [The Detection Ship discovered a research ship abandoned at the edge of a deserted Resource Star.] My dear, hold on a minute! Yang Ming once again pushed away the octopus-like woman, Doctor Lina said I shouldnt engage in strenuous activity right now. Oh, right, youve been honorably wounded, said mistress number one, revealing a tender smile, then biting her lip seductively, her eyes suggestive, and slowly pushed Yang Ming onto the single bed. This is your reward as our hero; you just lie down today, you dont need to do anything. Yang Ming quickly asked, Is that abandoned Resource Star surrounded by a Planet Ring? Made of rocks and dust, looking like a yellowish soil on the surface, with a massive storm in the atmosphere that never dissipates? She seemed puzzled, staring at Yang Ming for a while, the passion in her eyes subsiding a bit. How did you know all this? Our Star Map is confidential He knew it! Yang Ming swiftly turned back over, gently laid her on the bed with a touch of reluctance, then bit her plump lips, tightened his belt, pulled off his tank top, grabbed the military jacket and ID card hanging on the wall, and without a backward glance, bolted towards the metal door. Sorry, my dear, I have some things to take care of. The woman on the bed seemed rather confused. Before leaving, Yang Ming paused, turned to look at the beautiful girl, and memories of their blissful times together flashed through his mind. There are three lifeboats on the ship; you can stay near any of them if you like. It wasnt rational and might easily lead to misunderstandings. But Yang Ming felt he should warn her. Darling? confusion filled the eyes of mistress number one. Bang! The hatch slammed shut. Yang Ming hurried towards the nearest elevator, springing into his step. At the convex mirror at the corner, he saw his current appearance, a chiseled face, standard Empire military buzz cut, a long neck, and a muscular physique, no wonder he was popular with female crew members. But, nothing was more important than the need for survival. No one was going to let him die again! Yang Ming had already started running. To find Kigrov, only Kigrov had the authority to order the Valkyries abandonment! Yang Ming found the ID card in his shirt pocket, quickly swiped it, dived into the elevator, pressed the uppermost button with the bridge label, and instinctively held onto the handrail. While the elevator moved, it would enter a low-gravity environment, and the ships simulated force field would temporarily fail due to the limitations of domain technology. Chapter 4 - Chapter 4: 003 First Encounter with the Valkyrie_2 Chapter 4: 003 First Encounter with the Valkyrie_2 This detail was exactly the same as the one in Abyss. I must clear my thoughts now. Hantons memory showed that because of the Valkyries enormous destructive potential, Kigrov had long made corresponding preparations. The chamber housing the Valkyrie was located at the very bottom of the spaceship, a separate module that could be ejected at any time. Yang Mings thoughts were exceptionally active, and he quickly realized some problems. With the identity of the third officer, he could directly request an audience with Kigrov, but how would this evil and arrogant professor ever heed the advice of a senior technician like himself? How to prove that the Valkyrie was about to lose control? Claiming to have suddenly acquired the superpower to foresee the future? That would most likely result in being dissected for experiments by Kigrov, the kind that would split ones skull open. The current problem was that Kigrov saw the Valkyrie as the masterpiece of his life, the only near-perfect semi-finished product of the Martial God project, and also the trump card that Kigrov used to demand a hefty sum of funds from the Empires ministers. Kigrov would not want to part with the Valkyrie. That was the most fatal issue. Theres no time left. Yang Ming looked up at the elevator and pressed the top button twice, then switched it to the bottom floor marked with a red exclamation point. He should now check the status of the Valkyrie, look for evidence of her impending loss of control, then go convince Kigrov. There must be some signs. Yang Ming thought so. The elevator moved silently and slowly downward, as Yang Ming watched the smooth alloy panels, his mindset gradually stabilizing. Chi The elevator door opened, and microgravity gradually increased to normal gravity. Yang Mings military boots stepped into the line of sight of two guarding soldiers. Shua, shua, both soldiers saluted at the same time. Captain! Mm, good work on your shift, Yang Ming casually nodded and continued forward. As one soldier was about to remind him that the area ahead was off-limits to non-experimental staff, the other soldiers gaze stopped him, and the two ultimately kept silent. This was the ships third officer, entitled to inspect every corners fire safety equipment and ventilation ducts. The scene before him made Yang Ming slightly uncomfortable. The bottom cabin was like a round hall, with each area tightly segregated. At the moment, Yang Ming was standing in the upper left position, with a spiral alloy stairway to his left hand. On the left side of the bottom cabin, there was a row of canned-shaped sealed chambers, inside which were sealed a dozen men and women, filled with various input tubes, obviously in a dormant state. The special bathrobes they wore preserved their dignity as genetic experimental subjects. Among these Transformed, Yang Ming spotted a Lost Voice boss clone and two or three muscle men who looked like the clones elite monsters. When not out of control, they all still had the physique of normal humans. The central area consisted of an array made up of dozens of precision instruments, with narrow passages connecting small laboratories in all directions, and researchers in protective suits bustling back and forth. On the right side was a small playground, with several strong figures undergoing physical training, their heads always pointed at with laser guns. The security level here was quite high. Every entrance was guarded by soldiers, and on the ceiling and walls were arrays of high-energy laser guns for bio-use, controlled by the bridge. The Valkyrie should be in a special cabin at the front left corner. Hanton had once come here to inspect the fire system. Yang Ming quickly descended the staircase and followed a narrow path lined with experimental equipment. The door to the cabin was ajar, and two researchers in protective suits were busy at the instrument table by the door, whispering something to each other. Yang Ming thought he could hear the thump, thump of his heartbeat. He reached the door, paused his steps, and glanced inside as if nonchalantly. The cabin in front of him was about thirty to forty square meters, with a five-meter-diameter canned bio-pool in the center. The familiar yet strange beautiful Valkyrie was quietly suspended in the pale green pool water. She possessed an impeccable perfect figure, her pretty face full of girlish innocence, her orange-red hair floating upwards in the pale green nutrient solution; The silver-white collar around her neck that probably was some kind of explosive device oddly complemented her transcendent beauty that went beyond gender. However, right now, Yang Ming was more concerned about the nutrient liquid that was slowly draining away beside the Valkyrie. Hanton? A stern, sharp female voice came from behind, Youre not a member of the research team; by regulation, you cant enter the lower deck, much less this restricted area! Yang Ming turned his head to look at the middle-aged woman behind him and without any chitchat, pointed directly at the Valkyries nutrient pod and asked, Im doing a fire safety inspection What is this? Changing the nutrient liquid? The woman coldly replied, Yes, changing the nutrient liquid and conducting a periodical test, please leave immediately. Can it be suspended? Yang Ming asked directly. The woman, walking in high heels, was full of skepticism. Her expression softened slightly as she crossed her arms and furrowed her brows in response, This is a normal experimental activity on the schedule; whats the matter, Hanton? This doesnt seem to be within your job scope, and your complexion looks rather poor. I heard you sustained a brain injury while working on the mechas tail wing maintenance. Yang Ming made his gaze appear as sincere as possible. Thats right, I hit my head, and then I vaguely saw some images that, well, Im quite concerned about, relating to a situation where the Valkyrie lost control Lost control? The woman crossed her arms, her figure slim under the white coat, and smiled while shaking her head, continuing, Shes like a baby now; a pure and powerful baby. She wont break free from our control. And also, Hanton, we have no need to deliberately control her. Shes my friend, my best friend. Yang Ming sharply caught a hint of something amiss. As she spoke these words, her thin face, unsatisfied and covered with light freckles, revealed an intoxicated look, filled with delusional devotion and a strange sense of piety. Could it be? Yang Ming clearly remembered that in the second phase of taking on the Valkyrie, the Valkyrie would unleash a move called Spiritual Control, all-encompassing, leaving no blind spots, and players without mental protection gear were highly likely to fall into confusion, attacking teammates indiscriminately; a difficult point that often wiped out entire teams. At this moment, Yang Ming suddenly had an unpleasant association. He decided to probe this lady before him. Yes, shes so beautiful. Yang Ming whispered his admiration, then squinted his eyes smilingly, trying to make himself appear sordid as he said slowly, Im falling in love with her. Hanton! The woman beside him looked disgusted, Please dont defile her purity with your filthy thoughts! Isnt she just a test subject? Yang Ming looked puzzled, raising his voice on purpose, Although she is beautiful, shes ultimately just an unfinished product, essentially an artificial creation. It reminds me of those high-value non-intelligent mechanical companions that can even be customized in body shape and facial features, and special vocalizations. Shut up just shut up! She is perfect! She is magnificent! A god! She is a god! The womans voice suddenly became high-pitched. She clutched her ears in apparent pain, uttering low growls, She is the most perfect deity! Hanton! You will pay for your frivolity and arrogance! This womans mental state indeed had problems. Kigrov, take a good look, your subordinate is already the Valkyries little treasure. Having found the evidence he was looking for, Yang Ming immediately stepped back, keeping as far away from the woman as possible. The nearby workers began to notice the commotion, with some of them casting scornful and disdainful glances at Yang Ming. A peculiar feeling suddenly surged in the depths of Yang Mings heart. He looked up subconsciously, through the ajar special protective door to the chamber where the Valkyrie was, and immediately felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart skipped a beat. Behind the translucent wall of the nutrient pod, the Valkyrie was opening her eyes, her nearly transparent eyelashes slowly lifting, and her ruby-like pupils twinkling with red light. Visible light red ripples, like those on water, faintly undulated. This was the Valkyries Spiritual Control! Chapter 5 - Chapter 5: 004 Thank you Hanton Chapter 5: 004 Thank you Hanton Escape! Yang Mings ears buzzed continuously, and dizziness accompanied by a strong urge to vomit overwhelmed him. The moment the red hoop erupted, Yang Ming already sprinted for an escape, but he still couldnt avoid the influence of that red light. Valkyrie has escaped! He yelled at the top of his lungs. Many men and women nearby began to vomit, some precision instruments emitted faint electrical arcs, and screams and shouts erupted intermittently. Seven or eight men and women in white laboratory coats surged toward the cabin where Valkyrie was; their eyes shone with a faint red light, their expressions devout. Valkyrie had long secretly taken control of the researchers who were most closely associated with her! Yang Ming ran straight to the nearest emergency fire escape, and didnt forget to slap the alarm bell on the wall, letting the shrill alarm sound throughout the entire research ship. I can only help you guys this much. Rushing up the spiral staircase, he climbed hundreds of steps in one breath before Yang Ming heard screams coming from below. Direct gunfire! Three horizontal safety gates were rapidly closing, cutting off the spiral staircase, with the topmost right under Yang Mings feet. Can these alloy gates, capable of resisting high-energy laser beams, stop Valkyrie? At that moment, Yang Ming felt utterly insecure. The walls transmitted the calm voice of a broadcaster, announcing refuge tips, urging all departments to prepare for evacuation, and marking the positions of the lifeboats. Soon, the ship started to tremble slightly, and the battle in the lower deck grew intense. Perhaps because the act of climbing stairs was too vigorous, it aggravated old injuries; as he ran, Yang Mings eyes began to fill with blood, his ears buzzed, and waves of intense dizziness hit him. He had no intention of stopping. The concussion intensified, but with the medical means of interstellar civilization, it wasnt much of an issue. But if he slowed down and Valkyrie caught up, his head would be shaved off! His robust physique played a key role, allowing Yang Ming to rush directly to the top level of the safety passage. He barely made out the nearby exit. The dizziness grew worse, making it nearly impossible to stand. But when Yang Ming saw the safety gate ahead that was slowly closing, he took a strong step forward, dove forward, and barely rolled inside. Ding, ding ding The noise was like a dozen coins spinning in a metal bowl, ringing continuously beside Yang Mings ear. Yang Ming thought of something, pulled out the small pocket, and poured out the capsules Doctor Lina had given him, squeezing two and swallowing them down. Then, he lay down on the floor, eyes closed, gasping heavily. The ringing in his ears lasted a good while. Yang Mings breathing gradually stabilized; the veins on his forehead slowly receded, his body drenched in sweat. He raised his hand to cover his forehead, the dizziness receding like flowing water, his chest no longer stifled, and his mind became exceptionally active. Was there a steroid in that medication? The effect is strong. When Yang Ming got up, he had to support himself against the wall, but after walking more than ten steps, his body had returned to normal. According to the information in Hantons memory, his current location was very close to the command bridge, and there should be no more safety gates ahead. Yang Mings pace gradually quickened. Warnings of disasters continuously came from the walls, and the embedded displays showed prominent red words. Of the three lifeboats, one was located in an outer storage near the command bridge, able to hold a hundred people. Including the guards, there were usually only about forty to fifty people on the command bridge, so the probability of successfully boarding a lifeboat from here was the highest. Of course, the best outcome would be to persuade Kigrov to abandon Valkyrie and eject the lower decks laboratory quickly; boarding a lifeboat would be the worst-case scenario. The lifeboat did not have jump capability, and being on the border of the Empires territory, there was a risk of being stranded in space. After walking along the silver-gray corridor for a long time, two doors bearing the Empires emblem came into view. Entry required biological recognition; he pressed his palm on the control panel to the left, and the two large doors slowly slid open. It was like the voice of a starving electronic announcer in a small area: Third officer arrives on the command bridge. Quite impressive. If the engine room, housing the jump drive, was the heart of the spacecraft, then the command bridge was its brain. Yang Ming quickly stepped inside and surveyed the environment. This research ship obviously spent all its budget on the laboratory in the lower deck; the command bridge could be described as quite shabby. Directly ahead was a connected arch window, outside of which was the best view of the stars the entire ship could offer, and to the left and right were control panels, enough to scare anyone with claustrophobia, with their rows of buttons causing the scalp to tingle. A dozen men and women in Empire military uniforms sat straight at their posts, calmly and concisely passing information, listening to commands, and pressing buttons. They were responsible for controlling the navigation of the spacecraft and the real-time monitoring of the spacecrafts overall condition. Behind these operators was a closed and transparent fire control cabin; inside sat several middle-aged military officers controlling all types of weapons on the spacecraft. Above the fire control cabin was the main control desk, standing just where Yang Ming was now looking forKigrov, along with the captain and several high-ranking crew members. Directly in front of Kigrov was a one-sided projected screen wall, showing a chaotic view of the lower deck without any blind spots. Yang Ming looked down and moved forward, not caring whether he had the qualifications to go to the main control desk or not, quickly stepped up the stairs, and stood behind a few superiors. Chapter 6 - Chapter 6: 004 Thank you Hanton_2 Chapter 6: 004 Thank you Hanton_2 Kigrovs face was ashen as he leaned on his cane, his mechanical eye flickering a red glow, his sparse hair somewhat disheveled. Yang Ming was drawn to the surveillance footage on the screen. There was a standoff in the lower hold, where a fierce battle had clearly just erupted. A dozen nutrition pods had already been opened. Several transformed people lay bloodied near the nutrition pods, their bodies bearing high-energy ray induced penetrating wounds. A little further away, more than ten Imperial soldiers lay dead, most with necks gruesomely twisted. In front of the Valkyries chamber door, rows of men and women in white lab coats had their hands raised high and stood in an awkward human wall, being held hostage by several menacing transformed people. Where was the Valkyrie? Yang Ming looked up and searched, finding the Valkyries chamber on the monitor. The nutrition pod had been shattered, and the Valkyrie stood before it with her arms open, like a Saintess who had just bathed prior to a prayer ritual. Two women under the Valkyries control were busy at the side, holding two transparent control panels, attempting to unlock the silver collar around the Valkyries neck. This? Professor, Yang Ming spoke directly, Arent we going to do something? Several senior officers turned their heads to look over. The first officer cursed, Captain! This is not your place to speak out of turn! Yang Ming immediately bowed his head and closed his mouth, cursing under his breath. These old fools really are fools, why dont you just detonate the bomb around the Valkyries neck to settle this? To think I barely survived, just to come here and witness history? Captain, what are you still standing here for? Is the sedative gas ready? Kigrov suddenly spoke up, interrupting the first officers reprimand. The first officer replied hurriedly, Its ready to be deployed at any moment, and the assault team is also in position. Kigrov said, Captain, release double the standard concentration no, triple the concentration. Understood, Professor, the ships captain pressed the button on his collar and ordered with a deep voice, Carry out the professors instructions immediately. Yang Ming frowned deeply. Kigrov still wasnt willing to destroy the Valkyrie. As a third officer and repair technician, I had no way to change the course of the situation. Yang Ming stepped back twice, standing on the edge of the platform, his gaze fixated on the changes on the screen. A light red gas mixed with identifiers appeared throughout the lower hold, and the figures standing around quickly started collapsing haphazardly. Click, a soft sound came from the screen. The collar around the Valkyries neck slowly opened, the two women beside had already slumped to the ground. The Valkyrie raised her head to look towards the corner where the camera was hidden, her face innocent like a girls, appearing right in the center of the projection screen. She seemed to be watching Kigrov quietly. Standing further back, Yang Ming couldnt see Kigrovs expression clearly, but he heard the damn professors muttering to himself. Child, dont be nervous, I wont hurt you. Yang Ming looked toward the location of the escape passageway, starting to search Lifesaving Boat Operational Standards in Hantons memory. He had already seen it. Seen the Valkyrie standing up amidst the sedative gas; Seen the Valkyrie deftly twisting the necks of each and every assault team soldier; Seen this spaceship descending into purgatory within the starry expanse amidst despair! In the screen, the Valkyrie slowly laid down. The captain spoke into the button, Assault team Should we! Yang Ming suddenly spoke out, ignoring the puzzled and impatient looks from the senior officers, and very seriously said, Professor, Captain, to ensure foolproof security, shouldnt we use a high-energy laser beam to pierce the Valkyries limbs? This wouldnt cause her any substantial harm, but it would prevent her from moving due to her self-healing injuries, wouldnt it, Professor? Hanton! The first mate, who had been harassing Yang Ming, suddenly bellowed, How much longer are you going to cause trouble here! But Kigrov turned his head to look over, eyeing Yang Ming with a frown, How do you know about these things? The old mans vigilance was quite good. Yang Ming ignored the insignificant first mate, and calmly started to bluff, There are a lot of rumors aboard the ship Professor, you are the creator of the Valkyrie, and you know how powerful the genetics she has integrated are, now everyone on the ship is under her threat. Enough, Hanton! The burly first mate charged over in two steps, grabbing Yang Mings collar: This isnt your place to speak! Do you want to be locked in solitary? Huh? Let him go, Kigrov said with a frown. The first mate was a bit taken aback, but on this ship, Kigrov was the pinnacle of authority. The first mate pushed Yang Ming against the bulkhead with a heavy huff, seemingly warning him. Kigrov stared at Yang Ming for a few moments, and Yang Ming met his gaze coolly. Is this old man waiting for me to convince him? Yang Mings thoughts turned swiftly. Kigrov had special feelings for the Valkyrie; The background introduction of the Lost Voice copy; The lines that beating up the hidden boss Kigrov spoke Yes, Kigrovs most cared about thing, besides the Valkyrie, was the powerful Sherman Empire! Yang Ming suddenly spoke up, his voice always calm, Professor Kigrov, it may sound a bit exaggerated, but I overheard the researchers saying that the most terrifying aspect of the Valkyrie might be her potential for unlimited evolution. This is the Empires border; she might harbor hatred for the Empire. Kigrovs hand, leaning on his cane, clenched the round orb at the end tightly. Take Third Officer Hantons suggestion, Kigrov looked at the captain, let the most skilled technicians operate, use a laser to penetrate her palms and soles, and absolutely do not target the heart, neck, or brain It must be as precise as a scalpel. The captain glanced at Yang Ming, and the slightest smile appeared on his meticulous face, and he immediately said, Rest assured, Professor, I will operate myself. Yang Ming visibly let out a sigh of relief. Kigrov continued, First mate, you and the others head down to the lower decks to supervise the battle now, Hanton stays. The three senior officers briskly gave a Sherman military salute, swinging their left hands behind them, and their right hands in frontswiftly departing with heads bowed. Yang Ming felt the first mates animosity but didnt even cast a glance at him, focusing instead on the screen where the Valkyrie lay unconscious. Had he essentially changed history? No, the crisis was only temporarily averted; he still needed to leave this spaceship as soon as possible. Hanton. Kigrov said in a grave voice, The request you made earlier, I can agree to it now. You have shown great rationality in the face of crisis, a truly commendable talent. Congratulations, youve been given this opportunity, Third Officer. A request? An opportunity? What the devil is that. What had Hanton previously requested from Kigrov? Yang Ming was a bit confused and quickly searched through Hantons memories. His expression nearly broke when he found the memory of his last conversation with Kigrov. Professor, I want to become a powerful Transformed! For this goal, Ive already dedicated years to physical training! All for the glory of the Empire! I am willing to attempt it, even at the cost of my life! The young third officer had earnestly volunteered. And according to the subsequent talks between Hanton and Kigrov, Yang Ming learned that the gene transformation experiments aboard this research ship had a failure rate of 92%, and a mortality rate of 35%. Thank you, Hanton! Yang Ming almost gritted his molars to dust. Chapter 7 - Chapter 7: 005 Runaway Chapter 7: 005 Runaway Yang Ming was contemplating how to refuse the reward. In the projection screen, several faint red laser beams flashed by, creating thumb-sized holes in the limbs of the Valkyrie who was laying on the ground. There were two additional wounds on the shoulder joints than what Yang Ming had proposed. The captain in the fire control cabin below asked through the radio, Do we need to inflict more injuries, Professor? Enough, Kigrov immediately said, Its enough, dont hurt her anymore. Let the assault team go up, and let all the Transformed Bodies enter deep sleep; they are all our precious results. Alright, Professor, the captains voice sounded somewhat reluctant. In the projection screen, rows of Empire soldiers wielding laser guns and wearing protective suits stormed into the lower hold and swiftly pressed the necks of the transformed people with their knees. The Valkyrie suddenly opened her eyes, and again red ripples blossomed. But the helmets of the soldiers displayed a light blue protective film, safeguarding their fragile brains and sensitive brainwaves. Just as Yang Ming had said earlier, the Valkyrie would lose her ability to move when multiple penetrating injuries appeared on her body. Several syringes attempted to pierce into the Valkyries pale, smooth skin, her limbs trembled incessantly, but she was unable to move. The voice of the assault team, in disarray, emanated from the consoles built-in speaker: My God! Captain, look, the Valkyries wounds are healing, the burn marks have vanished. Unlimited cell proliferation? Has she fused with the genes of the Insect Race? What kind of monster is this! Although she is beautiful! Damn it, bring over the thickest syringe, my syringe cant get through! Inject the sleeping agent through her wounds, her skin has extremely high resilience she is indeed a monster. Kigrov sternly said, Captain, make your people shut up! Alright, Professor. The captain cut off the voice sync of the action team, and the console returned to silence, leaving only Kigrovs rapid breathing. Yang Ming, standing behind, stopped himself from speaking. Kigrovs breathing gradually smoothed, and he slowly turned around, his mechanical eye shining with dark red spots. Lets go, Hanton, Kigrov gathered his spirit, I will personally perform your transformation surgery. Yang Ming immediately said, Professor, I think at a time like this, I need to maintain the spacecrafts equipment, especially after such a major disturbance. Isnt this what you have always wanted? Kigrov stared at Yang Ming, Why dont I see a hint of happiness on your face, Hanton? Professor, Yang Ming forced an ugly smile, I just injured my head, and Im still feeling dizzy now; I worry it might affect the success rate of the transformation. That wont impact anything, Kigrov seemed to be looking for something on Yang Mings face, This is the reward you should receive, Hanton, why do I feel like you have suddenly changed? Damn, am I about to be exposed? Yang Ming was shocked at Kigrovs insight and frantically pondered the current situation in his mind. Although Kigrov looked amiable at the moment, deep down he was a murderous psychopath who valued life less than dirt; If Kigrov became suspicious of him, his situation would be extremely dangerous. But that 35% fatality rate Professor, how about we wait until this matter is over, I still have lots of work to handle. I do not easily make promises, Captain Hanton, and when I do make them, I do not change my mind. But Professor! Yang Ming took a half step forward, suddenly, halting footsteps sounded from the side, four guards appeared left and right, with the red dots of laser guns aimed at Yang Mings forehead. Dont be nervous, Hanton, I understand you. Kigrov, leaning on a cane, walked towards the staircase, no longer looking at Yang Ming, but instead turned and said: Captain, personally escort Vice Captain Hanton to the backup laboratory, encourage this young man, let my assistants prepare him if they are still able to move. The captain, just leaving the console, looked at Yang Ming with a complex gaze and gestured for him to follow. Thank you, Professor. Yang Ming squeezed out a smile and turned towards the captain without looking back. In the projection screen, the Valkyrie was lifted by the soldiers onto an adjacent laboratory table, quickly bound up like a rice dumpling, and more sleeping agents were injected. The captain was a meticulous soldier, entirely loyal to the Empire and to Professor Kigrov. On the way to the backup laboratory where he was escorted, Yang Ming constantly looked for opportunities to breakthrough, the moment they left the bridge, the moment they entered the elevator, the moment the elevator transitioned to a microgravity environment All the possible moments for resistance were thoroughly blocked by the experienced captain. From Hantons memory, it was known that when the situation arosewhen the soldiers aboard the ship turned off the safety on their laser guns and aimed at the head of the experimental subject, it indicated they were ready to shoot at any time. There had been incidents before where experimental subjects had their brains blown out. The current situation was that undergoing transformation still held a chance for survival, confronting them directly had slim chances of survival, plus there was some leeway in the matter of transformation. After all, theres still a 65% chance of survival Yang Ming thought, trying to comfort himself. The backup laboratory was located one floor above the lower hold, the restarted elevator directly took them to the laboratorys door. On either side, the silver-grey alloy doors opened, and several pre-instructed lab personnel, with faces full of terror, anxiously watched the door. Chapter 8 - Chapter 8: 005 Rampage_2 Chapter 8: 005 Rampage_2 Hanton, the captain patted Yang Ming on the shoulder, thank you, you might have just averted a disaster for us. Yang Ming clenched his fist slightly. If it had been the real Hanton who had been given such an opportunity, he naturally would have been ecstatic; his current anxiety and resistance had already aroused Professor Kigrovs suspicion. Even, Yang Ming faintly realized that Professor Kigrov was now observing him. Soldiers stood beside him holding laser guns, their fingers near the trigger, and the biological safety on their firearms activated. This meant that the soldiers had already received orders to kill Hanton at any moment, and the only one who could have issued this order was Professor Kigrov. Captain. Yang Ming said softly, If possible, please suggest to the professor to use some more mature technologies on me, as only by staying alive can I serve the Empire. Before the captain could speak, the person who was usually inconspicuous as third mate had already bowed his head and walked into the chamber, calmly lying on the experimental table. Without needing the soldiers to assist, he placed his limbs in the designated positions, securely fastened by the shackles that sprang from below. The professor may have made an unwise decision. This thought inexplicably popped into the captains mind. Signaling the soldiers to stay in the laboratory, the captain turned and hurried towards the lower hold, his mouth pondering words that could plead for the third mate Hanton without enraging Professor Kigrov. The wait on the experimental table seemed particularly long. Yang Mings mood gradually shifted from anger and irritation to calmness and restraint. This life was, after all, one that had been salvaged; now, all he needed to do was find a way to survive. Drip, drip, drip. He didnt know which instrument was making the sound, its rhythm perfectly matched Yang Mings heartbeat. Needles pierced the back of his hands and feet, a cool liquid seeped into his veins, and Yang Ming felt his mind grow foggy, soon slipping into unconsciousness. Drip, drip. Yang Ming groggily opened his eyes and saw Professor Kigrov in a surgical cap and mask, intently watching a nearby instrument panel. Professor, the Genetic Stabilizing Liquid has very low rejection, its an excellent material. Should we try Type 2 Genetic Fluid, Professor? Or use the most conservative Type 1 Genetic Fluid? After all, this is a loyal Imperial soldier. Professor Kigrov said, Bring over the No. 6 Genetic Fluid, this time it might work. No. 6? Professor, isnt that the gene sequence extracted from Valkyries bodyonly theoretically possible His key metrics are very close to those of Po Suo originally, Professor Kigrovs voice revealed impatience, If only a cluster of Ancient God Cells wasnt all that was left, I would transform Hanton just like I transformed Po Suo! Be quick, dont miss the chance! Alright, Professor. Po Suo? Is that the Valkyries name? Really a mouthful. Yang Ming wanted to flip off Professor Kigrov, but he was already sedated, and his thoughts soon faded. He didnt know how long he was unconscious, maybe just for a moment, or perhaps several hours. Excruciating pain shattered the void dreamscape woven by the anesthetic. The agony of being burned by underground fire reappeared, and it felt as if he were being thrown into an incinerator post-anesthesia but this blaze was erupting from beneath his own skin. Let the mechanical arm hold him down! Two doses of Genetic Stabilizing Liquid! Administer them intensively! Bleed him! Arterially bleed and inject the Stabilizer! These bastards! Yang Ming was roaring in his mouth, roaring like a wild beast. Buzz Suddenly, a sound like ten thousand bees flapping their wings at high speed appeared in his head. In the midst of pain, Yang Ming saw several rapidly flashing images. [A dark cloud floated in the tranquil starry sky, far from the stars, with no destination; it was material belonging to this universe, a gift of possibility from the universe, capable of thinking, of feeling existenceit was a Life Form.] Ancient God Life Form? Amidst excruciating pain, Yang Ming forced himself to keep thinking. Ancient Gods, cosmic creatures of Abyss, referred to special life forms that could survive in near-vacuum environments without any external help. In the games, they often appeared as legion world bosses, possessing tremendous destructive power, usually with capabilities like Spiritual Control, devouring, infinite reproduction, each appearance heralding a massive disaster. If the Ancient God Life Form represented the ultimate path of evolutionary life; Abysss classic antagonist, the second Natural Disaster known as Insect Race, represented the ultimate evolution of life as a collective. Research on the Ancient Gods Life affords us a shortcut to immortality. This was a line from a scene in Abyss. Yang Ming suddenly understood. Valkyrie was a product of the Sherman Empires research on Ancient God Life Forms, a monstrosity created by combining Ancient God Cells with humans. The Ancient God had already revived within Valkyrie! Other fragmented images surged forth, but they were ruptured and incomplete, interspersed with the experiences of two life forms. [The dark cloud besieged, the Ancient God Life Form gradually dissolving under the bombardment of the Star Destroyer, meeting its end. A cute little girl with a ponytail, holding her fathers hand, frolicking in glass-colored waves, her tiny feet constantly kicking the waves. Po Suo. The fathers hand gently touched the girls head. You will become the perfect life. Daddy, what is perfect?] What?! Yang Ming stared at that memory fragment. His physical pain and agony seemed to fade a bit as he slowly looked up with the little girl, catching sight of Kigrovs face before he had prosthetic eyes installed. Kigrov and Valkyrie were father and daughter! This old guy had modified his own daughter! The broken scenes flickered away like sparks, and Yang Mings pain swiftly subsided, leaving only a soreness throughout his body. Had he endured it? Right then, Yang Ming heard Kigrov laughing, Very nice, Hantons modification was very successful, the genetic stability coefficient is at 0.92, which is a great number; prepare enough Genetic Stabilization Liquid and nutrient solution for him Kigrov was waxing eloquent, brimming with pride and satisfaction. But Yang Ming was in no mood to keep listening. In a daze, he felt as though he was in a starry space, dazzling nebulae above and below him. He and the girl floating ahead were facing each other. The girl was Valkyrie. She was enveloped in divine, pure white light, naked yet devoid of any desire or vulgarity. Goo-goo-woo A deep-sea whale call resonated through the starry space. Words surfaced in Yang Mings heart, as if Valkyrie was conveying and summoning. How should one interpret the message Valkyrie was sending now? It was complex yet simple, a higher level of direct communication beyond language. If it were described in terms understandable to humans, it might be Combine? Devour? Return? Merge into one? No, none of those were accurate. The most precise translation would be: I want to eat you. Yang Ming trembled unconsciously. The girl was openly revealing her desire for Yang Ming! In the lower deck laboratory and the backup laboratory, on two similar experimental tables, a man and a woman, both restrained, opened their eyes almost simultaneously. Valkyries pupils filled with dense compound eyes, which in an instant formed a dense crystal structure. She opened her mouth and let out a silent shriek, a red energy wave emanating from her forehead, instantly sweeping across the entire cabin. Soldiers wearing anti-neural interference helmets clutched their heads and screamed; more than a dozen people without adequate protection slowly collapsed to the ground, their eyes bloodshot, blood flowing from their nostrils. Explosions sounded from various instruments. The high-energy ray emitters that had been continuously targeting Valkyrie lost contact with the bridge! Simultaneously. In the backup laboratory, Yang Ming violently shook his head, the red in his eyes fading instantly. With no time to think further, he shouted at the frantic staff nearby: Quick, release me! Valkyrie was hiding her strength, preparing to unleash something big on you! Shes going to devour me now! The few remaining laboratory staff looked bewildered. Kigrov was not present in the lower deck laboratory. Believe me! Yang Ming earnestly faced the few staff members, Only I can stop Valkyrie; this is a secret mission the professor gave me! For the glory of the Empire! The light of the Emperor Star shines upon us! The few staff seemed to hesitate slightly. Chapter 9 - Chapter 9: 006 Subordinate Ancient God Life Form Chapter 9: 006 Subordinate Ancient God Life Form Emperor Star, you bastard of a grandma! Yang Ming shook his slightly numb left hand, looking at the researchers and soldiers he had just knocked out. He spat viciously, then bent down to strip a soldier of his helmet and jacket. Dammit, Kigrov had modified him, but he still went to stop Valkyrie? The only reason Yang Ming did not offer Valkyrie cigarettes or knives was that Valkyrie would chop him up too! The hull trembled continuously. Valkyries second rebellion had begun. Yang Ming rummaged through his body, finding that the body he inherited from Hanton was unharmed, only stronger. He dared not delay, and while dressing in the helmet and jacket, he pondered his genetic modification and the strange connection he had formed with Valkyrie. Suppose Valkyrie is a Subordinate Ancient God Life Form; Then Yang Ming was now a Subordinate Ancient God Life Form. The Ancient God extinguished by the Sherman Empire had transformed into Valkyrie with Kigrovs help; Valkyries original personality had been obliterated, and now Valkyrie was a life form that could not be understood with carbon-based thinking. Most fatally, after Yang Ming had fused and perfectly accepted Valkyries Genetic Fluid, Valkyrie had sensed his existence! This sensing was mutual! Now she wanted to devour Yang Ming, reclaim the genes, perfect herself! [Selfishness] is the first characteristic of an Ancient God Life Form! Yang Ming cursed that perverse Kigrov in his heart, his movements growing increasingly urgent. The ship conveyed continuous explosions, and evacuation instructions played everywhere, the situation was quite pessimistic. As Yang Ming burst out of the backup labs door, attracted by the explosions, he turned his head toward the corridors end just in time to see a ball of fire gush from a descending passage. In the flames, a burly, plump Empire soldier screamed as he flew backwards and crashed heavily against the wall, an alloy plate broken off in his chest. It was a very un-artistic death. Yang Ming retreated a few steps and, like a gust of wind, rushed towards the emergency passage, only to return within seconds and dashed towards the elevator. The emergency route was blocked by safety gates! Although the elevator had also stopped operating, there was still a path hidden here that went straight up and down. The elevator shaft. The explosion sounds at the end of the corridor had grown denser. The research ships hull continued to shake. Using an identity card he had scrounged, Yang Ming swiped open the elevator door and hid in the inoperative elevator. The simulated gravity disappeared quickly, and with a light leap, Yang Ming touched the elevators top, his left foot on the handrail, and his right foot braced in the corner. He fumbled next to the overhead light fixture, activating a small screen which displayed a digital lock. Maintenance password No, why the heck is there a maintenance password for a broken elevator! Yang Ming punched the silver panel on a whim, and the lights in the fixture began to flicker gently. It was just a punch out of frustration, yet it made Yang Ming freeze, staring up at the clear indentation left by his fist. When did my strength become so great Yang Ming, as if discovering a new continent, slowly clenched his fist, felt the muscles in his arm slightly heating up, took a few deep breaths, and delivered an uppercut to the metal panel! Bang! The twenty-centimeter-thick modular device flew upwards, its embedded circuit board and warning lights shattering simultaneously, a piercing alarm resounding inside and outside the elevator. Yang Ming stared at his fist, which swelled and then quickly un-swelled, lightly scratching the fist edge as the pain in his bones quickly faded. Uh, those he had just knocked unconscious Wish them reincarnation. Was this the power of Valkyries Genetic Fluid? Yang Ming dared not think further, violently dismantled the side panel, floated out of the elevator like a fish, and, under the influence of a weak force field, landed steadily on top of the elevator. Looking up, the deep shaft seemed to lead to outer space, the floor indicator lights of the ships cabins flickering gently like signs guiding the spaceships course. Head to the bridge? No, dont go to the bridge. Going directly to the bridge might cost him his chance to escape; Kigrov would not let him go. Yang Ming now understood why Kigrov insisted on modifying himhis proposal had harmed Valkyrie Po Suo. Three lifeboats were distributed outside the bridges cargo hold, outside the crew rest area, and at the rear hangar; the rear hangar also housed a squadron of carrier aircraft, seven or eight Battle Mechas, and two landing crafts, all of which could be used as temporary escape equipment. The lifeboat outside the rest areas cargo would definitely be very crowded, and it was too close to the bottom cabin laboratory To the rear hangar! Yang Ming exerted a slight force on his legs, his body lifting off from the top of the elevator and glided diagonally, grabbing the inner wall of the elevator shaft. His field of vision suddenly trembled, Yang Ming naturally couldnt see the changes appearing in his pupils, but this dark elevator shaft had turned into a grayish tone in his eyes, with every detail visible. He even had night vision capabilities. Chapter 10 - Chapter 10: 006 Subordinate Ancient God Life Form_2 Chapter 10: 006 Subordinate Ancient God Life Form_2 Now, Yang Ming had a bit of an understanding of those Transformed Soldier players who loved to show off their biceps. The sensation of becoming stronger was indeed exhilarating. This passageway cut through the vast outer engine room. Through the thick peripheral glass, Yang Ming could clearly see the various complex mechanical structures and the heart of the spaceship the inner engine room, glowing with a pale blue light. Passing through this long corridor would lead to the rear half of the spaceship. Yang Ming turned a corner, planning to detour to the weapon storage to find some equipment for self-defense, when he had barely run a few steps before he saw over a dozen fully armed Imperial soldiers charging towards him. While Yang Ming was hesitating whether to let these soldiers experience mechanical deformation in their necks, the leader of the soldiers took the initiative to greet him, Captain Hanton! Hows the fight going in the lower hold? The captain issued an evacuation order earlier, and everyone has rushed to the lifeboats. Yang Ming immediately realized that the news of his transformation hadnt yet spread. It was extremely fierce, Yang Ming raised his hand to his forehead, his expression filled with apprehension, I wouldnt recommend you join the fight. Better save yourselves, lads, and go find lifeboats. The leader frowned, But Captain! Our only job is to follow orders. Youre right, Yang Ming stated firmly, so Im going to find some equipment and then take on the Valkyrie! The Empires honor must not be tarnished! The weapon storeroom is this way, right? The dozen or so Imperial soldiers looked at him with eyes full of admiration and respect. Right, could I get one of your radios? Yang Ming pointed to the small earpiece in their ears, I also want to receive orders from above in time. Use mine, Captain, I have a spare! Thanks! My honor! Yang Ming took the rather clean earpiece. The group of soldiers saluted in unison, fists raised, then snapped down the transparent visors on their blast helmets, clutching their laser guns and carrying micro thrusters, they ran without looking back towards the inferno ahead. Yang Ming saluted in the Imperial military fashion, watching the soldiers disappear around the corner before putting on the earpiece and continuing towards the weapon storeroom. Only a bit of static noise came through the earpiece. The armory was usually guarded by soldiers, but when Yang Ming arrived, he found that the group of soldiers he had just encountered must have been the guards. Now, all that stood in his way were two ordinary cabin doors ten centimeters thick. Yang Ming bellowed to intimidate and unleashed a series of combination punches at the alloy doors, then winced and cradled his swollen right fist, kicking open the cracked door panel. What greeted his eyes were two rows of neatly stacked laser rifles, and the shelves on the left and right were filled with standard individual soldier equipment. Yang Ming yanked a tactical backpack off the wall and headed straight for the grenade area. High-frequency flashbangs, electromagnetic Shock Bombs, rapid-action sleep gas, thermobaric grenades, enemy-facing mines Yang Ming grabbed two of each type of throwable weapon he recognized and had used in the Abyss game, along with two emergency gel capsules and three spare laser magazines, slung the backpack across his chest, fastened the safety rope, and jumped up and down a few times before picking up an unlocked laser rifle and setting his biological information. Click-click. He skillfully disengaged the safety and adopted a standard firing posture with the rifle; Yang Ming aimed at the blank wall and pulled the triggertwo purple beams flashed by and left burnt marks on the cabin wall. The power was satisfactory, though it was uncertain if it could harm the Valkyrie. Yang Ming slung the rifle and prepared to make his escape when his gaze was drawn to a few boxes in the corner. The Valkyrie in the Lost Voice instance, donning fiery red Strong Breeding Armor, held a dark-red ion blade, unstoppable and destructiveonly high-level protective shields could withstand her onslaught. The current Valkyrie, draped in a yukata showing off her figure Wait, could the Valkyries equipment also be here? Yang Ming quickly rushed to the boxes, shot through the locks with his laser gun, lifted the lid, and his eyes lit up. Ion blade and protective shield! Sadly, they werent the Valkyries set. Yang Ming grabbed the ion blade that looked like a flashlight out of the box, firmly grasped the hilt, and pressed the hidden button with his thumb. Hum Amid the low hum, Yang Mings short hair stood on end one by one, and a strong magnetic field constrained the high-energy ionized gas into the shape of a slender blade. Well, well, the Light Sword he fought for half a year in the Abyss to get his hands on, was now zero cost? Bring it along, bring it along! Pressing the switch, Yang Ming stowed away the Light Sword and the glove-style energy shield into his backpack before he left the weapons cache contentedly. A series of scrambled conversations suddenly came through the headset. It was the same squad of soldiers from before. The target has breached the bottom hold line and is heading our way! Find cover on the spot, permission to use all weapons! Damn it! Did the bottom cargo ejection fail? Or was there no ejection at all? Target sighted! Fire! My god, is she flying? Shoot! Shoot! The red energy shield around her! We cant break through her shield! Captain! Shock Bomb! Use the Shock Bomb! The Shock Bomb doesnt work either! Damn it! No, dont! Ah! Dont come here! From the initial conversation to the explosion, the roars, and then those last few panicked screams, the entire sequence lasted no more than half a minute. If Yang Mings judgment hadnt failed him, the Valkyrie appeared to be flying in his direction! Boom! The entire starship shook, then the lights flickered a few times before going out completely, leaving only the dim glow of emergency lights in the corridors. The Valkyrie had destroyed the starships power system. Yang Ming hadnt stopped moving; the temperature around him had already dropped a degree or two, indicating he was now not far from the rear mech hangar. He searched through Hantons memories for information about this scientific research ship and tapped a few times on the headset to access a busy communication channel. Captain, the Valkyrie has broken into the armory! Shes looking for weapons Oh, Emperor Star, she understands our civilization! Yang Mings mouth twitched violently. He should have blown up the armory with a grenade! The Valkyrie is heading toward the hangar! Shes flying fast, we cant mount a defense! Shes trying to escape our starship! There are two squads assembling in the aft cargo hold, with a few old Mechas there. Their high-energy cannons can be activated but might puncture the hull. Have them start the Mechas and target the Valkyrie! The captains voice was no longer calm, Close the lifeboats doors at the aft in twenty seconds to disengage from the ship! The resting area lifeboats will disengage in one minute! The bridge lifeboats, stand by! Breach the Valkyries protective shield, shoot her body with a laser gun! Twenty seconds? Yang Ming stepped out of the corridor, and his view suddenly widened, revealing a hangar as big as three or four basketball courts. Also catching his eye were soldiers hiding behind various covers and two Mechas over six meters tall, Imperial Star escort Mechas. The door to the lifeboat at the rear was to the left and front! Over a dozen people were running towards the door, but it was already closing slowly. Those who had entered the lifeboat didnt even want to wait for the last few seconds of the countdown! It was too late! Completely unconcerned about frightening anyone, Yang Ming leaped from a three-story staircase, the sound of the wind whooshing past his ears. He could make it! Even if it meant a hard crash, he would break through that door and board the lifeboat! Hum Yang Ming, suspended in the air, suddenly felt time slowing down, like a slow-motion scene in a movie. He strained to turn his head to look at the side wall of the hangar; the silver-gray wall seemed to burst into a radiant blossom. A two-meter-diameter red light sphere melted through the wall. Inside the light sphere, the Valkyries hair fluttered, her feet hanging in mid-air, as her clear eyes focused on Yang Ming falling. A hint of an excited smile appeared on her lips. Ill devour you. Chapter 11 - Chapter 11: 007 Fierce Battle Chapter 11: 007 Fierce Battle Bang! The red light flickered violently. Yang Ming was sent flying by the light shield, soaring over the heads of several soldiers before crashing heavily between two mechs. Captain Hanton! Fire! Fire! Laser light bullets erupted densely, causing overlapping ripples around the Valkyries red light sphere, momentarily stopping its momentum. But the mysterious light red protective shield remained solid. Her gaze slowly withdrew from Yang Ming and emotionlessly settled on the soldiers ahead. She slowly raised her left hand, and two soldiers screamed as they began to rise slowly into the air. The next second, dense blood burst from inside their helmets. Screams came from a corner; the soldiers witnessing this turned pale and let out a string of expletives. Two old-fashioned mechs, with their chest vortex turbines lit, simultaneously raised their fire control arms. The barrels had been charging for three seconds, and the soldiers inside the control rooms no longer waited for commands from above. They locked onto the Valkyrie and pulled the trigger. Buzz, buzz! Two purple light spheres shot out, hitting the protective shield around the Valkyrie. The Valkyrie was sent flying. Both mechs took half a step back to stabilize their centers, and the barrels began recharging. Break her shield! Requesting backup! Tail cabin requesting backup! The shouting of the commanding officer on the scene boosted morale, and the soldiers continued firing their laser guns. The protective wall around the Valkyrie showed irregular, tiny cracks. A few soldiers behind Hanton staggered to their feet. Yang Ming glared at the Valkyrie and continued running towards the pair of closed hatch doors. Outside the transparent hatch was the external hangar that hadnt yet closed. Yang Ming could clearly seea small spaceship, flat like a wooden box, gliding into the deep starry sky, rapidly moving away from the research ship under the propulsion of a light blue halo, with several human-shaped ice sculptures floating nearby and gradually drifting away. Yang Ming flipped a middle finger toward the lifeboat outside, while the men and women beside him who had failed to board were nearly in despair. Damn it! Doesnt that monsters shield consume energy? Cries of agony were heard both behind him and through his earpiece. Yang Ming turned just in time to see seven or eight Empire soldiers floating up; they struggled in mid-air, and a few seconds later, their brains burst. Screams rose and fell in succession. This scene was enough to make the soldiers lose their will to fight. Yang Mings Adams apple shook uncontrollably, and his breathing grew rapid. The Valkyrie seemed to have decided that Yang Ming couldnt escape, or perhaps she felt threatened after being hit by the mecha cannons. She temporarily turned her attention to the Empire soldiers on site. It was a unilateral massacre. As she continued to raise her left hand, soldiers lost control in succession, unable to be held down by the simulated gravity field, their helmets becoming containers for their grey matter. He couldnt stop here! Yang Ming clenched his fists. The fate awaiting him if captured by the Valkyrie would be far worse than what these soldiers were suffering! Cursing Kigrovs ancestors in his mind, Yang Ming struggled to regulate his breathing. He took out a small bag of capsules from his pocket, popped two, and swallowed them. Thats right, the landing craft. Now, only the advance landing craft and carrier-based mechs could leave the research ship! Yang Mings eyes darted around, quickly locating the landing crafts access tube. The tubes indicator lights were pale green. Yes, thats it! Yang Ming was about to rush over, but as he took a step, an invisible pressure came crashing down on him. His muscles uncontrollably locked, leaving Yang Ming lying flat on the ground. Using his peripheral vision, Yang Ming saw the Valkyries right hand pointing at him, slowly pressing down. What was this? Telekinesis? Or was it disrupting the nervous system of living beings? Did the Ancient God Life Form evolve for billions of years just to develop such bizarre skills? Yang Ming sharply inhaled. Pressing his hands against the floor, his muscles began to swell, veins in his forehead, neck, and arms bulging. The upper half of his body struggled to lift off the ground before he crashed back down again with a thud. A human-shaped dent appeared in the hard metal floor. The tactical backpack hanging on his chest clanked, but fortunately, the safety ratings of those throwing weapons were quite good. Another try! Hanton, Hanton! A familiar voice came from ahead. Struggling to rise, Yang Ming looked up and spotted Doctor Lina crouching behind a parts box. Blonde-haired Lina. Not far away were lasers flying wildly and mechanical ion cannons firing, as well as the Valkyrie who had just effortlessly killed more than a dozen soldiers. The slender doctors legs were trembling, but she still rushed to Yang Mings side; she tried to pull him up but felt as if he were glued to the floor. Doctor Linas face was pale: How can I help you, Hanton? Are you okay, Hanton? Yang Ming adjusted his breathing and spoke quickly, The landing ship can you pilot a landing craft? That craft, I remember it can hold three or four people I-Ive piloted a medical ship, if their operating systems are similar. The control panel is the same! Yang Ming affirmed with certainty about something he didnt actually understand. Looking at the Valkyrie who was nearing the two mechs, he whispered, Go start the landing craft, Ill draw the Valkyrie away Make sure to save a spot for me, okay? Lina. Okay, okay, Doctor Lina immediately nodded, her panic almost bringing her to tears, Ill definitely wait for you to come, Hanton. Yang Ming roared, Go now! Dont attract the attention of the Valkyrie. Doctor Lina took a breath, bent low, and ran towards the landing cabin. Yang Ming took another deep breath as if performing a difficult sit-up. He tried three times but only succeeded in deepening the human-shaped dent in the floor. The group of Empire soldiers kept dwindling. Through his earpiece, he heard the captain leading the last remaining soldiers on the ship to provide reinforcements. The Valkyrie had raised her left hand, targeting the two old mechs that had threatened her. The lifeboat in the stern cabin was accelerating its escape. In the soldiers eyes, only despair remained Despair, like the base color of the universe, wrapped around Yang Ming, causing the fire in his eyes to slowly fade. No. He couldnt give up like this. He hadnt been blown to death when Earth exploded; what reason did he have to give up now? There had to be a way! Child, try to use your brain to control your body, instead of letting your nervous system carry out some monotonous conditioned reflex. Yang Mings mind suddenly flashed back to when hed first gone through Abyss vocational guidance missionthe swordsmanship master who served countless players had been giving perfunctory introductory advice. Concentrate your attention; its the foundation of everything. Try to summon your body, feel your body, and release the latent power within it. Nature has taken a whole billion years to lay the groundwork for the birth of consciousness, dont underestimate it. Consciousness, yes! Consciousness! Consciousness wasnt just the firing of neurons; It wasnt just the constantly changing brainwaves under the detectors. Yang Ming didnt know if he was going mad, but at this moment, he was relentlessly searching for that feeling, quickly sweeping away the distractions in his heart, his hands propped against the floor, focusing on just one thingto stand up; he had to stand up! Then, bit by bit, inch by inch, he lifted his back off the ground. Yang Mings face was fierce. Large patches of red appeared on his skin, a sign of bursting capillaries. Suddenly! Yang Ming sprang to his feet, but couldnt stop his momentum and rolled forward several times. The Valkyries raised right hand seemed to have been forced open. She frowned and looked at Yang Ming, reaching out with her right hand again and pressing down with force! A thin, pale red glow appeared around Yang Ming, yet he stood steadfast. A hint of confusion entered the Valkyries eyes. Yang Ming, expressionless, cradled the laser gun across his front, lighting up the barrel with his thumb and pulling the trigger with his index finger. With a soft whoosh! A new point of fire joined the fray! The Valkyrie was about to pounce on Yang Ming when the glow of a mecha cannons ion discharge flared up again beside her. The third and fourth mechas lurking in the corners had been activated. The ion cannon, capable of piercing the armor of small spacecraft, blew the Valkyrie away again. Yang Ming took the opportunity to run, firing pinpoint shots from his laser gun at the fissures in the Valkyries protective shield, pulling two grenades from the tactical backpack in front of him and throwing them directly at the Valkyrie. His shots were incredibly precise. When Yang Mings attention was highly concentrated, it was as if he had an eightfold scope in sight, magnifying the outer gaps in the Valkyries protective shield several-fold. Yang Ming targeted the weakest part of the protective shield. During the intense fight, more than a dozen figures rushed out from the corridors on either sidethe captain and the first officer leading the remaining soldiers came to support, wildly firing their laser guns at the Valkyrie. Yang Ming kept an eye on the indicator lights at the entrance to the landing craft. The icon of the little green airplane that represented the successful activation of the ships systems had still not lit up. Move faster, Lina! The captains voice came through the headset: Get all the mechas up and running! The Valkyrie is evolving rapidly. If she escapes, the Empire will face an unprecedented threat! Damn it, what took them so long! Yang Ming cursed in his heart and immediately ran to the next cover point, always staying near the entrance to the landing craft. Suddenly. Enough! This hoarse, angry female voice made everyone pause as if it contained some mysterious power. The captain asked, What did the Valkyrie say? She said enough, a soldier responded quietly. Fire! the captain roared, Break through her protective shield! Yang Ming already sensed something was wrong. He turned and dove toward the nearest parts bin, shouting at the top of his voice, Find cover! The soldiers reactions were ultimately too slow. The Valkyries protective shield, full of cracks, suddenly shattered. A wave-like red mark burst from her forehead, sweeping in all directions. This time, the soldiers minds were not attacked, but their bodies were thrown into the air, the supposedly safe power packs in their laser guns exploding one after another. Two newly activated mechas toppled over, unable to stabilize. The captain fell in a pool of blood. Only a few of the soldiers were still able to move. Yang Ming glanced at the corridor where the lander was located, slightly regretting having given such a daunting task of starting the ship to a doctor. The Valkyrie, who had actively blown up her shield, now held a flashlight in her hand. With a humming sound, a pale red light sword illuminated her youthful face, and her gaze, fixated on Yang Ming, revealed a twisted smile. Reclaim. Devour. Merge into one. Yang Ming took a deep breath, raised the still functional laser gun, aimed directly at the Valkyries neck, and pulled the trigger hard. The purple beam flashed, but the Valkyries skin was unscathed, with a layer of transparent film flowing on the outside. If thats how it was going to be! Damn it! If it had to be this way! Yang Ming tossed the laser gun aside and reached into the tactical backpack with his right hand, pulling out a pair of goggles commonly used for welding. Putting them on, he indeed saw minor distortions in his peripheral vision. Just like the streamlined interface of Abyss game! Yes, this wasnt a game, he had no infinite chances for revival, the tolerance for error in the upcoming battle was virtually zero, and there were no teammates to form combat synergies with But here, at this moment! A blue-white glow reflected off the side of Yang Mings face as he grasped the hilt of the Light Sword, his hands no longer trembling. All he wanted was a way to survive. He braced himself! Chapter 12 - Chapter 12: 008 Do you just call yourself Valkyrie? [Please favorite, please follow!] Chapter 12: 008 Do you just call yourself Valkyrie? [Please favorite, please follow!] Dont be nervous, judge the actions, and get ready to move, Yang Ming reminded himself over and over in his mind. Memories of dozens of team wipes began to assail his brain. He shifted his weight downwards, his gaze level with the blade of his Light Sword, just as he often did in his starting stance in the game. Valkyrie made a fierce dive. Yang Ming turned all his stress into a loud shout. He lunged forward, swinging the Light Sword in his hand. Time seemed to slow down. The sharp movements of Valkyrie became predictable, and Yang Mings muscles were about to erupt with great strength. Buzz! The two Light Swords collided head-on with afterimages! Almost within a second, Yang Ming leaned back, bending his legs quickly to complete the unloading movement and retreating smoothly, his hands sliding the Light Sword downwards directly toward Valkyries wrist, forcing her unable to pursue. Both collided figures backed off simultaneously, one leaping away, the other hanging in flight, distancing themselves again. Silence. The entire rear cabin seemed as if the pause button had been hit. Valkyrie was clearly stunned. She displayed an expression similar to an Intelligent Machine crash, with faint wrinkles forming on her smooth forehead, staring at Yang Mings sword-holding posture. Not just Valkyrie, all those who could still keep their eyes openthe soldiers, the captain lying in a pool of blood, crew members hiding in corners, and researcherswatched this scene in disbelief. The moment Yang Ming charged forward, everyone thought Captain Hanton had gone mad. But Valkyrie was blocked. By that inconspicuous third officer on the ship, who had just parried her with a Light Sword! Valkyries slightly psychotic smile finally faded; she took a gentle breath and dived again. Behind the goggles, Yang Mings eyes were filled with determination, his hands on the sword swinging forward again, ready to sweep side to side. Buzz, buzz. The sound of the Light Sword rubbing against the cabin air was so sexy. Another head-on clash, another skillful retreat. Yang Mings movements became smoother, his muscles providing even more power. Valkyrie was still unstable. Yang Ming chose to advance proactively; the afterimage of the Light Sword seemed like a swimming python. Valkyrie chopped vertically with her sword. Yang Ming feinted to the left, misleading Valkyries attack, then exploded with power from his stance, flipping to the left. He passed by Valkyrie, his Light Sword whipping her on the back like a lash! Valkyrie staggered forward two steps, her kimono torn, a blood trace appearing on her skin. Yang Ming himself was somewhat disbelieving, looking down at the Light Sword in his hand. He was nowvery strong. Stronger and faster than he had ever been in the game. Captain Hanton, this Hanton! Well done, third officer! Show her what youre made of! Suddenly, from the side, several soldiers shouted loudly. Yang Ming paid them no attention, his gaze fixed on Valkyrie, watching her slowly land, her toes just inches from the ground. Valkyrie had realized the severity of the situation. She now had very few combat skills. Yang Ming had also noticed that the current Valkyrie was not the complete entity from Lost Voice; she had just broken out of control. The two figures charged at each other again on the same straight line. Yang Ming felt as though he had returned to that dilapidated and oppressive instance space, facing the formidable Valkyrie, falling into despair time and again. But whats left if the garment of despair is stripped away? Moving positions. Yang Ming dodged left and right; Valkyries Light Sword always missed him by a split second, always inches away from touching him. Skill prediction. Each of Valkyries lifting movements had slight differences that could be used to predict what kind of moves she was about to use. Besides dodging, Yang Mings Light Sword always appeared at some unbelievable angles, waiting for Valkyrie to run into it, leaving slight scars on her high-tensile smooth skin. Valkyries expression had transformed from sickly to shocked, to stifled, to angry. She was actually humiliated by her subordinate lifeform! Yang Mings onslaught became even more fierce, and the wounds on Valkyrie multiplied rapidly. Valkyrie let out a fierce screech; a red light wave emanated from her forehead again. But when she turned around, Yang Ming was already a few meters away, a light red Light Shield surrounding him, shattering the red light wave like a rock in front of a wave. Yang Mings lips curved slightly. Is this the second phase already? He put on a black fingerless glove on his left hand; the disc on the back of his hand rotated gently, and a round shield, eighty centimeters in diameter, appeared on Yang Mings hand. Sword and shield attack! Yang Ming dashed forward, and Valkyrie showed obvious hesitation. Arent you going to devour me? Po Suo, is this how you devoured me? The warrior launched his elegant taunt. Valkyrie was clearly provoked, carrying the Light Sword to dive again. Of course, Yang Ming didnt forget the gap in absolute power between them. His attack seemed fierce, but it was still just a feint. At the moment Valkyries sword swished through thin air, the Light Shield wedged between them, thrusting against Valkyries developed yet soft chest muscles. Valkyries form immediately skewed, Yang Mings Light Sword followed through, a twist of his waist and a step reposition belatedly. Before Valkyrie could stabilize her form, Yang Mings Light Sword had already struck her wrist, the following shield hit breaking her balance again. Yang Ming suppressed Valkyrie! A faint laser shot whizzed past, a laser gun opened fire on Valkyrie, yet failed to inflict a visible injury. However, better than nothing. Behind the goggles, Yang Mings eyes grew colder, his movements more precise, with no iota of his strength wasted. Chapter 14 - Chapter 14: 009 Seamless Docking Chapter 14: 009 Seamless Docking Hanton Hanton? Doctor Linas voice came closer from the distance. It was as if Yang Ming, like a drowning man suddenly waking, gasped for air with his mouth wide open, the red patches on his skin rapidly fading, and his pupils slowly brightened with light. The landing craft wasnt destroyed in the explosion? Before him was the low hatch door, and the beautiful, shocked face of Doctor Lina. Hanton, your injuries? Did you undergo genetic modification, Hanton? Yang Ming shook his head gently, feeling his strength had recovered substantially, and he quickly sat up to survey his surroundings, the microgravity environment making him slightly uncomfortable. The narrow cabin was about the same volume as the interior of a medium-sized sedan as Yang Ming remembered from Earth. Yang Ming clearly remembered The battle with Valkyrie, Kigrov, the cell clump, the chance to escape He had passed out due to a severe collision. At this moment, Yang Ming didnt bother to check his injuries but was first concerned about the status of this spacecraft. This was their last lifeline, for both him and Doctor Lina. And Yang Mings standard for judging the condition of the spacecraft was simplechecking how many red lights were on the various displays. Oh, Hanton, can we talk? Doctor Lina, supporting herself on the seat cushion, looked at Yang Ming with concern: What happened? Why did only you rush in here at the end? It seems like we left the first officer behind we murdered him, didnt we? Youre wrong, Lina, Yang Ming said firmly, In such a desperate situation, all we can do is apologize to those who couldnt escape, but we cant change much. Doctor Lina covered her cheeks with her hands, her voice trembling, So many people died, what exactly are we doing? Yang Ming sighed, his thoughts a bit jumbled. He slowly settled into the pilots seat, his mind flashing through scenes. Glance at the timer. He had been unconscious for about six minutes; The explosion of the research ship happened seven minutes ago; What about that pair of maintenance goggles? Yang Ming searched carefully but regretfully found that the goggles which had restored his sense of operation were lost at some unknown time. What Yang Ming was thankful for was that it was precisely the transformation with the Valkyrie genetic fluid that had given him the excellent physical strength to qualify for a direct confrontation with the Valkyrie. For that, Yang Ming could only utter Damn, Im really lucky. Lucky to be alive. Hanton, what happened before? Doctor Linas mood seemed more stable, and she asked gently, I think I need to know the truth. Yang Ming surveyed the pitch-black space outside the front window and the orange-red constant star to the upper left: Ill tell you what I can, of course, just a quick summary. Thank you, Hanton. No need, we need to help each other. Yang Ming closed his eyes and exhaled, Its like a nightmare, what do you know about the Valkyrie Plan, doctor? Lina sighed, Im just a doctor accompanying the ship, by the rules, I shouldnt know anything, but Ive heard them discuss it many times. Ive come to know almost everything, whether I should or shouldnt. Do you know about the existence of Valkyrie? All I know is she is called a time bomb, a demon, a divine being imprisonedthis is what the crew calls her. A hint of curiosity shone in Doctor Linas eyes. Yang Ming spoke in a low voice, Then let me explain briefly. This research ship is where the Valkyrie Plan is being carried out. It never enters the heartland of the Empire, always wandering at the edge, because it detains Valkyrie. Po Suo. Her name was Po Suo. Valkyrie is Kigrovs daughter. Kigrov fused her with the genes of an Ancient God Life Form, she is gradually transforming into a new Ancient God Life Form, and slowly losing her humanity. She has always lived on the research ship, and the turmoil that occurred was her attempt to take control of the research vessel, to escape this cage. Doctor Lina frowned tightly, The experiment uses human bodies as samples? Hanton, were you also transformed? Your injuries just now recovered too unnaturally Yes, Professor Kigrov didnt give me a choice, Yang Ming didnt avoid the question, The mortality rate was thirty-five percent, and the failure rate was ninety-one percent. Fortunately, I am part of that nine percent. ` This Doctor Lina frowned slightly. Seeing her companions disappointed expression, she hurriedly said, Genetic modification experiments actually exist all across the Milky Way, Im aware of that. The Sherman Empire, New Federation, Free Federation, Guel Alliance these major forces that control most of the resources in the Milky Way all have their own militarized applications of genetic modification. There are many beneficial genetic modification technologies that have matured and gained interstellar recognition, and a small part of the elite forces professional soldiers will undergo genetic modification to enhance their physical qualities. Hanton, cheer up. We survived, and you are now normal. Thank you for your comfort, Lina. Yang Ming showed a grateful smile and complained with distress, I dont know if Ill be captured and studied next, I hope you can help me keep this secret. I will, Hanton, you know, Ill help you, Lina replied gently. Yang Ming was somewhat reassured, but as he planned for his future, he couldnt help feeling a bit lost and helpless. The two engaged in idle chat. The military power on the research ship was unilaterally destroyed by the Valkyrie. The Valkyrie is that powerful? If shes given enough time and a continuous supply of nutrient fluid, she could grow into a new Ancient God Life Form, Yang Ming said seriously, If she can maintain a smaller size, rather than expanding chaotically like the original Ancient God life forms, she will become the Sherman Empires nightmare. Lina whispered, So, did Professor Kigrov decide to blow up this research ship in the end? Yes, Yang Ming turned to look towards the rear of the cabin, his heart still racing. He could no longer feel the presence of the Valkyrie. He had finally survived. An explosion of that magnitude would directly destroy cells. It was Kigrov who murdered those crew members, Yang Ming said, He had many opportunities to stop the Valkyrie, but since the Valkyrie found Kigrovs weak spots, she brazenly escaped from her cage, and Kigrov retreated more than once. Linas eyes held a hint of confusion. Yang Ming left out details about himself and began recounting the entire process from the Valkyries uprising to the fight in the aft cabin, but he couldnt stop reminiscing about the events that unfolded in the minute before the ship exploded. All life forms that had witnessed his fight with the Valkyrie had perished in the final blast. He would tell Lina that what he had undergone was just a regular strength-enhancing genetic modification experiment. Alas, Yang Ming sighed, thats what happened, and Professor Kigrov ultimately used an Antimatter Bomb. Lina reached out her hand and gently patted Yang Mings hand, comforting him with a warm voice. She smiled and said, Now, there is good news and bad news, Hanton. Which do you want to hear? The bad news. Our ship has lost its main engine power, and only the micro-working-fluid engines on the wings are still operating, Lina said, Next, we will be captured by the gravity of this Constant Star. Yang Mings expression hardened slightly, Whats the good news? Good news number one, I roughly calculated, and it will take at least several centuries for the ship to crash into it, but we dont have enough fresh water and oxygen; we will be trapped and die in space in at most two weeks. Yang Ming: His sisters damn humor. Whats good news number two? I just sent out a distress signal, Lina pointed to the light green screen in front of the co-pilot, Someone received our signal and responded; weve been located, Hanton! Yang Ming covered his forehead and slumped in the seat, a slight smile flickering in his eyes. He had finally survived Sssss. The control screen emitted a faint electromagnetic noise, and then the voice of a middle-aged woman slowly sounded: Target vessel, is it you who are calling for help? My ship is about to initiate the capture procedure. Please ensure your shipborne weapons stay silent. The Human Rights and Ethics Interstellar Council will guarantee your life safety. The smile at the corner of Yang Mings mouth instantly stiffened. His number one mistress, whose life or death was uncertain at this moment, seemed to have mentioned that the research ship had been trying to shake off a Human Council investigation ship, and this Human Council seemed to be the complete name according to Hantons memory They were a group of staunchly positioned pioneers against genetic modification. What a nice turn of events. ` Chapter 14 - Chapter 14: 009 Seamless Docking Chapter 14: 009 Seamless Docking Hanton Hanton? Doctor Linas voice came closer from the distance. It was as if Yang Ming, like a drowning man suddenly waking, gasped for air with his mouth wide open, the red patches on his skin rapidly fading, and his pupils slowly brightened with light. The landing craft wasnt destroyed in the explosion? Before him was the low hatch door, and the beautiful, shocked face of Doctor Lina. Hanton, your injuries? Did you undergo genetic modification, Hanton? Yang Ming shook his head gently, feeling his strength had recovered substantially, and he quickly sat up to survey his surroundings, the microgravity environment making him slightly uncomfortable. The narrow cabin was about the same volume as the interior of a medium-sized sedan as Yang Ming remembered from Earth. Yang Ming clearly remembered The battle with Valkyrie, Kigrov, the cell clump, the chance to escape He had passed out due to a severe collision. At this moment, Yang Ming didnt bother to check his injuries but was first concerned about the status of this spacecraft. This was their last lifeline, for both him and Doctor Lina. And Yang Mings standard for judging the condition of the spacecraft was simplechecking how many red lights were on the various displays. Oh, Hanton, can we talk? Doctor Lina, supporting herself on the seat cushion, looked at Yang Ming with concern: What happened? Why did only you rush in here at the end? It seems like we left the first officer behind we murdered him, didnt we? Youre wrong, Lina, Yang Ming said firmly, In such a desperate situation, all we can do is apologize to those who couldnt escape, but we cant change much. Doctor Lina covered her cheeks with her hands, her voice trembling, So many people died, what exactly are we doing? Yang Ming sighed, his thoughts a bit jumbled. He slowly settled into the pilots seat, his mind flashing through scenes. Glance at the timer. He had been unconscious for about six minutes; The explosion of the research ship happened seven minutes ago; What about that pair of maintenance goggles? Yang Ming searched carefully but regretfully found that the goggles which had restored his sense of operation were lost at some unknown time. What Yang Ming was thankful for was that it was precisely the transformation with the Valkyrie genetic fluid that had given him the excellent physical strength to qualify for a direct confrontation with the Valkyrie. For that, Yang Ming could only utter Damn, Im really lucky. Lucky to be alive. Hanton, what happened before? Doctor Linas mood seemed more stable, and she asked gently, I think I need to know the truth. Yang Ming surveyed the pitch-black space outside the front window and the orange-red constant star to the upper left: Ill tell you what I can, of course, just a quick summary. Thank you, Hanton. No need, we need to help each other. Yang Ming closed his eyes and exhaled, Its like a nightmare, what do you know about the Valkyrie Plan, doctor? Lina sighed, Im just a doctor accompanying the ship, by the rules, I shouldnt know anything, but Ive heard them discuss it many times. Ive come to know almost everything, whether I should or shouldnt. Do you know about the existence of Valkyrie? All I know is she is called a time bomb, a demon, a divine being imprisonedthis is what the crew calls her. A hint of curiosity shone in Doctor Linas eyes. Yang Ming spoke in a low voice, Then let me explain briefly. This research ship is where the Valkyrie Plan is being carried out. It never enters the heartland of the Empire, always wandering at the edge, because it detains Valkyrie. Po Suo. Her name was Po Suo. Valkyrie is Kigrovs daughter. Kigrov fused her with the genes of an Ancient God Life Form, she is gradually transforming into a new Ancient God Life Form, and slowly losing her humanity. She has always lived on the research ship, and the turmoil that occurred was her attempt to take control of the research vessel, to escape this cage. Doctor Lina frowned tightly, The experiment uses human bodies as samples? Hanton, were you also transformed? Your injuries just now recovered too unnaturally Yes, Professor Kigrov didnt give me a choice, Yang Ming didnt avoid the question, The mortality rate was thirty-five percent, and the failure rate was ninety-one percent. Fortunately, I am part of that nine percent. ` This Doctor Lina frowned slightly. Seeing her companions disappointed expression, she hurriedly said, Genetic modification experiments actually exist all across the Milky Way, Im aware of that. The Sherman Empire, New Federation, Free Federation, Guel Alliance these major forces that control most of the resources in the Milky Way all have their own militarized applications of genetic modification. There are many beneficial genetic modification technologies that have matured and gained interstellar recognition, and a small part of the elite forces professional soldiers will undergo genetic modification to enhance their physical qualities. Hanton, cheer up. We survived, and you are now normal. Thank you for your comfort, Lina. Yang Ming showed a grateful smile and complained with distress, I dont know if Ill be captured and studied next, I hope you can help me keep this secret. I will, Hanton, you know, Ill help you, Lina replied gently. Yang Ming was somewhat reassured, but as he planned for his future, he couldnt help feeling a bit lost and helpless. The two engaged in idle chat. The military power on the research ship was unilaterally destroyed by the Valkyrie. The Valkyrie is that powerful? If shes given enough time and a continuous supply of nutrient fluid, she could grow into a new Ancient God Life Form, Yang Ming said seriously, If she can maintain a smaller size, rather than expanding chaotically like the original Ancient God life forms, she will become the Sherman Empires nightmare. Lina whispered, So, did Professor Kigrov decide to blow up this research ship in the end? Yes, Yang Ming turned to look towards the rear of the cabin, his heart still racing. He could no longer feel the presence of the Valkyrie. He had finally survived. An explosion of that magnitude would directly destroy cells. It was Kigrov who murdered those crew members, Yang Ming said, He had many opportunities to stop the Valkyrie, but since the Valkyrie found Kigrovs weak spots, she brazenly escaped from her cage, and Kigrov retreated more than once. Linas eyes held a hint of confusion. Yang Ming left out details about himself and began recounting the entire process from the Valkyries uprising to the fight in the aft cabin, but he couldnt stop reminiscing about the events that unfolded in the minute before the ship exploded. All life forms that had witnessed his fight with the Valkyrie had perished in the final blast. He would tell Lina that what he had undergone was just a regular strength-enhancing genetic modification experiment. Alas, Yang Ming sighed, thats what happened, and Professor Kigrov ultimately used an Antimatter Bomb. Lina reached out her hand and gently patted Yang Mings hand, comforting him with a warm voice. She smiled and said, Now, there is good news and bad news, Hanton. Which do you want to hear? The bad news. Our ship has lost its main engine power, and only the micro-working-fluid engines on the wings are still operating, Lina said, Next, we will be captured by the gravity of this Constant Star. Yang Mings expression hardened slightly, Whats the good news? Good news number one, I roughly calculated, and it will take at least several centuries for the ship to crash into it, but we dont have enough fresh water and oxygen; we will be trapped and die in space in at most two weeks. Yang Ming: His sisters damn humor. Whats good news number two? I just sent out a distress signal, Lina pointed to the light green screen in front of the co-pilot, Someone received our signal and responded; weve been located, Hanton! Yang Ming covered his forehead and slumped in the seat, a slight smile flickering in his eyes. He had finally survived Sssss. The control screen emitted a faint electromagnetic noise, and then the voice of a middle-aged woman slowly sounded: Target vessel, is it you who are calling for help? My ship is about to initiate the capture procedure. Please ensure your shipborne weapons stay silent. The Human Rights and Ethics Interstellar Council will guarantee your life safety. The smile at the corner of Yang Mings mouth instantly stiffened. His number one mistress, whose life or death was uncertain at this moment, seemed to have mentioned that the research ship had been trying to shake off a Human Council investigation ship, and this Human Council seemed to be the complete name according to Hantons memory They were a group of staunchly positioned pioneers against genetic modification. What a nice turn of events. ` Chapter 15 - Chapter 15: 010 Human Rights, Ethics, Mistress Chapter 15: 010 Human Rights, Ethics, Mistress When the Human Councils investigation ship that six hundred meter long, blue vessel with a whale-like shape truly appeared in front of him, the effect was still overwhelming for Yang Ming. Although in the game Abyss, one could have a similar visual experience just by hanging out at the Deep Space Port for a while. But the realism and the oppressive feeling brought by the ships hull were incomparable to the simulated neural signals generated from the holographic equipment. Several small drones detached from the mother ship and headed towards the landing craft where Yang Ming and Doctor Lina were located. It seemed that Doctor Lina noticed Yang Mings nervousness. She reached out, covering his hand with her warm, soft palm, and leaned forward as they whispered to each other. Hanton, dont tell them anything. I will find a way to help you. Yang Ming frowned as he looked at Lina, so close to him. He had thought there would be a kiss. Doctor Lina continued to whisper in his ear, I have an interstellar recognized medical license, and I am just a ship doctor serving the crew. According to interstellar common principles, there is a clause of no guilt for healers. Mmm, nodded Yang Ming. His eyes slightly twitched, he seemed hesitant but then said, I might be detained by them. If you can get free, I might need some medication. Yang Ming was referring to a gene stabilizer. Dont worry, Hanton. I know what you need. What you need to do now is look after yourself. I know about your depression, Lina said. Lina gestured for Yang Ming to remain silent. Then she returned to her normal sitting position and securely fastened her seatbelt. Now their craft was under surveillance by the Human Council. Yang Ming securely fastened his seatbelt as well. He thought if he had fastened his seatbelt earlier, he could have avoided the previous collision injury. Then Lina wouldnt have discovered the fact that he had been transformed. But, Doctor Linas reaction, wasnt it a bit strange? She was too calm. Four drones slowly approached, scanning Yang Ming and Lina, probably conducting checks. It was then that Yang Ming had a chance to relax his continuously tense nerves, staring blankly at the control panel of the landing craft. Every detail here reminded Yang Ming that he was now Hanton. Just as he was free, Yang Ming began to consider several questions involuntarily: The truth behind the game Abyss; Why Earth had been destroyed; Whether he had already changed the future; If the tragedy of Earths explosion had been altered, naturally, he wouldnt have been destroyed by magma and thus wouldnt have resurrected on the scientific research vessel It seemed like a time paradox. The key to unraveling all the mysteries was finding some connection between his current world and the game Abyss. The proposition was complex, and Yang Ming soon felt a headache coming on. What he could ascertain now was that he had changed something. The scientific ship was gone, and the Lost Voice the 30th level epic dungeon of the Empire faction no longer existed; Instead of transforming himself, Kigrov chose to transform Captain Hanton, and then Kigrov detonated the antimatter bomb, reducing everything to nothingness. Where did the changes begin? Yang Ming felt that it must have been when he ran to the bridge, and after the Martial God was subdued by the sleeping gas, he spoke those two sentences. That was the turning point. Oddly, Yang Ming recalled some details from the battle with the Martial God. She was wearing a patterned bra, murmured Yang Ming softly. The Martial God wore a delicate, well-fitted ultra-thin bra beneath her combat suits robe-material. What? Doctor Lina thought she had misheard. Nothing, Yang Ming smiled, a trace of melancholy flickering across his eyes before returning to normal, Just lamenting a tragedy that happened on the scientific vessel. Thud, thud, thud, thud. It was as if someone was knocking; the four drones clung to the left and right sides of the landing craft. The screen in front of Yang Ming automatically turned off, with only the auxiliary correction engines of the landing craft extinguished. The four drones hijacked the vessel, flying it towards the side deck of the investigation ship. With the cabin instrumentation lights no longer causing light pollution, the universe grew deeper and the starlight brighter. Yang Ming sat silently, lost in thoughts again, as a warm, soft palm again covered the back of his hand. Lina, in her gentle voice, recited some lines of poetry: Do not refuse the breeze blown by the constant stars. She will carry us to new worlds. Do not refuse the wrinkles formed in the vacuum. Those are the guides left for us by our ancestors Yang Ming smiled and slowly closed his eyes. He didnt know what the future held, but he now had no choice but to go on. Oh, Emperor Star, Lina suddenly lowered her voice, I seem to have caused trouble. I led the investigation ship here, which also exposed the location of those two escape pods Yang Ming blinked. The investigation ship captured us on their own. Lina turned to look at Yang Ming, seemingly to confirm something. After a few seconds, she softly nodded, looking slightly uneasy, Yes, it seems its not related to us. Yang Ming took her right hand in return, gently caressing it. Relax, Lina, there wont be any problems. Lina took a few deep breaths and smiled gratefully at Yang Ming. Now they both had something on each other. The landing craft slowly approached the blue spaceship, with a square entrance opening on its side deck, flashing with faint guiding lights. The four drones kept adjusting their angles, smoothly sliding the landing craft into the ships body; the outer hatch slowly closed, and the quiet universe was once again left behind. The outer chamber began to inject air, increase pressure, and simulate gravity, and the four drones, having completed their mission, detached on their own. A group of men and women in white combat suits gathered around, each holding differently colored laser guns. Yang Ming placed the light sword and light shield gloves under the seat and raised his hands simultaneously with Lina. At that moment, a thought crossed Yang Mings mind, but as soon as it appeared, he forcefully suppressed it. How long would it take to seize this spaceship? That was what Yang Ming, a young man from Earth and the substitute for the Subordinate Ancient God Life Form, Mr. Hanton, had just thought. The guards of the Human Council were very polite. Yang Ming did not feel the slightest disrespect. The boarding crafts scissor door slowly opened, Yang Ming crawled out of the cabin, and then turned around to help Doctor Lina out. The surrounding guards did not take any action. A middle-aged man removed his tactical helmet, revealing slightly curly blonde hair and a handsome, resolute face as he nodded in greeting to Yang Ming. Please identify yourselves! My name is Hanton, Yang Ming glanced down at his uniform, from the Sherman Empire, and this is Lina, our research vessels accompanying doctor. Okay, Mr. Hanton, the middle-aged man asked, did you encounter an accident? Yes, the spaceship exploded, Yang Ming shrugged, I cant say much else. Oh, what a tragedy! The middle-aged man showed genuine regret and sorrow. If this accident was caused by our pursuit, then we also bear a sin. Please forgive our dedication to protecting human rights. Are there other escape crafts? We will provide assistance as soon as possible. Yang Ming was slightly puzzled. The Human Council are they really that easy to talk to? However, Mr. Hanton, and the respected doctor, the middle-aged man continued, We must temporarily isolate you, and there will also be interrogations. We believe that your original research vessel was conducting extremely dangerous, unethical scientific biochemical experiments. During the interrogation, if you feel we infringe on your basic rights, you can protest at any time, and we will decide through discussion whether to correct our action. Dont be nervous, you have been rescued. Thank you for your rescue, Yang Ming murmured softly, feeling somewhat skeptical. A few minutes later, under the escort of the guards, Yang Ming and Lina passed through several silver-white corridors and arrived at a spacious cabin. Dozens of inverted trapezoidal transparent glass rooms were arranged in a grid formation. These glass rooms were presumably the cells aboard the investigation ship; the conditions inside were quite good, featuring a double sofa, a floating entertainment screen, a full wireless signal, and a thermostatically controlled box filled with drinks and food. One could even choose to make the glass opaque from inside. The leading middle-aged man politely asked, Would you two like to stay together, or do you need to avoid suspicion? We need to be together! Doctor Lina said somewhat nervously. Please choose your isolation room. Do you have a lucky number? Just this one, the nearest one, Yang Ming randomly selected a glass room, and Doctor Lina immediately followed him. Soon, the door of the glass room closed, and four soldiers with guns stood at the four corners. Yang Ming sat on the soft sofa, watching the menu interface that popped up beside him, momentarily momentarily at a loss for words. Is this what a Human Rights and Ethics Investigation Commission cell looks like? Impressive, love it. Yang Ming ordered two cups of coffee, comfortably lying on the sofa, he began recalling the information he obtained while playing Abyss, searching Hantons memory for introductions about the Human Council. The Human Council, a neutral organization affiliated with the interstellar court, was not subject to direct regulation by any interstellar political body and enjoyed a prestigious reputation in the Milky Way, making it a troublesome existence even for regional powers like the Sherman Empire. The Human Council advocated for the protection of individuals. Falling into the hands of the Human Council, the worst outcome would be getting sent to the interstellar courtthe interstellar court being an institution established jointly by over a hundred interstellar political bodies. What truly feared the Human Council was Professor Kigrov, as the Human Council could shut down his experiments. Understanding all this, Yang Mings sitting posture became even more relaxed. Yang Ming sensed that he would likely be taken back by the Sherman Empire next; If news of his successful transformation leaked, the Sherman Empire would become his greatest threat. Would he be the subject of research? Or would he be dealt with secretly? Yang Ming calmly analyzed various possibilities, feeling that he might not have been exposed. Those who had left before the fight in the aft cabin probably did not know about the temporary experiment in the backup laboratory. Lina paced back and forth, slightly anxious. Doctor Linas worries were not unfoundedthe Human Councils investigation ship had effortlessly located the other two escape crafts. Soon, in the nearby dozen or so glass rooms, survivors who had escaped from the research ship gathered. There were over forty crew members, more than twenty researchers involved in gene experiments, over twenty janitors and cooks, as well as more than ten injured empire soldiers. The soldiers and researchers became the main focus of attention. When Yang Ming saw Mistress Number One, she was also lovingly looking at Yang Ming, her eyes filled with emotion for surviving the ordeal. This gave Yang Ming a wonderful sense of anticipation for the future. Soon, the middle-aged man who had previously welcomed Yang Ming, along with a group of over ten middle-aged and elderly human-like intelligent life forms dressed in Human Council uniforms, stood near the cabin door. Now, please step forward, the person among you with the highest rank and military title, to accept our questioning. The survivors from the research ship looked at each other. A crew member whispered, The highest-ranking person now should be the only third officer left on our ship; he can represent us. Yang Mings expression became a bit stiff. Very well, which one of you is the third officer? The empires soldiers, crew members, researchers, janitors, and cooks all maintained their silence, speaking now would be tantamount to betraying Hanton. He, he is, Mistress Number One pointed at the glass room Yang Ming was in, his name is Hanton, and he is also a confidant of Professor Kigrov. Chapter 16 - Chapter 16: 011 Cole Port Prison Chapter 16: 011 Cole Port Prison Damn it! I was betrayed by my own mistress! Yang Ming left the glass tank with a dark expression, his hands shackled, walking towards the hatch without looking back. Hanton! Doctor Lina chased after him a few steps, but was stopped by the guards. Yang Ming turned his head to meet the gaze of this elder sister-like doctor. Take care, Lina said somewhat excitedly, I will think of a way to help you as soon as possible. Thank you, Yang Ming felt a warm sensation in his heart but then glared at mistress number one. This hot-bodied intern pilot just shrugged indifferently, at this moment showing no sense of guilt. They were just shipmates, after the starship blew up, the intimate relationship naturally ended as well. Following this, the Human Council dispatched over ten working groups which simultaneously entered the glass room to investigate and gather evidence, their actions remarkably efficient. Yang Ming was then taken to a solitary interrogation room for two thorough inspections, luckily without his identity as a transformed person being exposed. He began a long silence. If I were Hanton, what would be the most appropriate behavior now? Quite simple, absolute loyalty to the Sherman Empire, and wait for the Empire to conduct a rescue. So, facing the investigators from the Human Council, Yang Ming maintained his silence; A day later, facing officials from the Human Council, Yang Ming maintained his silence; And two days later, in front of the interrogators from the interstellar court, Yang Ming had planned to maintain his silence, but he realized if he continued to be silent, he might really be thrown into an interstellar prison! He decided to say something. Judgement Court Three of the interstellar court was located in the center of Cole Port. The core of Cole Port was a decommissioned massive transport ship, which served as a foundation for an alloy structure that continued to grow in all directions, and in the subsequent expansions more abandoned ships were assimilated and more fortress panels were integrated; ultimately forming an interstellar transfer station capable of accommodating a population of a million. An M-type dwarf star provided a continuous supply of energy for Cole Port; advanced technology contributed by the New Federation also ensured simulated gravity fields were ubiquitous here. Of course, most of the residents here were transient. Most people preferred to settle down and retire on actual planets. Judgement Court Three, open to the public, was Cole Ports social media check-in spot. The exterior of the Judgement Court looked like a sea bowl, much like the colosseums from Yang Mings memory; rows of seats surrounding it, sparsely occupied by figures from different star domains and species. In the center of the Judgement Court, three judgesthat is, public hearing officerswere seated in mid-air on anti-gravity stone chairs, staring at Yang Ming who was slowly ascending on a flying disk. Captain Hanton. The chief hearing officer was an elderly woman with light brown short hair and sharp eyes; her overly elongated neck and limbs gave her an elegant yet strange appearance. The female hearing officer asked, You will continue to remain silent today, correct? Yang Ming gave no response. He was reminiscing over the sumptuous meals of the past week, and the soft mattress that took no effort to get out of. The Human Council really valued the protection of human rights. The female hearing officer nodded and began to speak slowly while looking at the projected text in front of her: You are an excellent Sherman officer, but Captain, those Empire elites rescued with you dont seem too concerned about the honor of the Empire; they have provided ample testimony that can prove your guilt. Yang Ming suddenly felt anxious. Had his identity as a transformed experimental being been exposed? The researchers who participated in the Hanton Transformation Experiment had all been knocked out by him, all dying in the explosion aboard the research vessel Did any other scientific personnel also know about that impromptu experiment? Yang Ming pondered for a moment. The female hearing officer gazed at Yang Ming with her intimidating eyes. I want to know what they said, Yang Ming asked calmly. The female hearing officer listed a series of terms: Professor Kigrov, Valkyrie Plan, human body modification experiments, gene fusion, monsters, Valkyries Although you dont need to add anything more, we still want to hear your side of the story, as you are also one of the perpetrators. I was just a third officer, Yang Mings expression was full of helplessness, I was only in charge of the maintenance of the fire control system and some emergency repairs. The female hearing officer asked, Did you directly participate in the Valkyrie Plan? No, said Yang Ming, I wasnt an executor of the plan, and whenever I mistakenly entered the experimental area, I would be shouted at and sent away by the people in white coats; the status of a third officer is actually quite pitiful, this is the norm. Yang Ming glanced with the corner of his eye at the audience, spotting several middle-aged men dressed in Sherman military uniforms. Had his salvation arrived? The female hearing officer continued her questioning, The disaster of the research ships destruction was triggered by the Valkyries mutiny, correct? Yes. According to testimonies from several bridge crew members, you were standing at the main control desk at the time, and you said something about giving the Valkyrie a penetrating wound, so she would be immobilized, is that right? Yes. Yang Ming added, I just thought it would be safer that way. He was gambling, gambling there were no living witnesses to the fight in the rear compartment. Furthermore, the female examiners gaze left the document in front of her and fixed onto Yang Ming. Yang Mings heart rose to his throat. The female hearing officer said, Your intern pilotyour sexual partner on that research shiphas confessed to us that you were extremely panicked before the Valkyrie started the uprising, and you advised her to head for the lifeboats, is that right? Yang Mings mouth twitched slightly. This treacherous bitch, she better not fall into my hands in the future! Yes, at that time, I deduced through various signs that the Valkyrie might have gone out of control. Yang Ming looked exceedingly sincere: The specific details are somewhat complicated, and mainly thanks to biologys sixth senseintuition. Some of my intelligence comes from researchers with psychological disturbances. I am a mature and physically strong male; I have had more than one temporary partner. Oh? The female adjudicator pushed up her glasses, sizing up the robust and well-proportioned muscles beneath Yang Mings military uniform. What did you do then, after you determined Valkyrie might lose control? she asked. The riot happened before I had a chance to do anything, Yang Ming thought for a moment and then spoke softly: I know you may already see me as an evil executioner, but I want to say that I am just a low-rank officer following the orders of my superiors. I stand here because the disaster took the lives of my superiors: the captain, first mate, and second mate all sacrificed themselves, necessitating me, a mere third mate of the fire team, to step up, not because I have committed any crime. Yes, Captain Hanton, the female adjudicator nodded in approval, We need to adjudicate the crimes committed aboard that research vessel, and there must be a specific criminal entity. Yang Ming frowned and said, Are you saying that no matter what I say, I will face imprisonment? Objective facts cannot be shifted by your subjective narrative. The female adjudicator replied, If youre willing to plead guilty in court and join the following press conference to truthfully reveal everything that happened aboard the research vessel, promoting racial equality and fair justice, then I will pronounce the lightest penalty allowed by interstellar law and ensure you are settled securely. If you choose to defend that ridiculous Empire honor, you could face up to twenty-two years imprisonment. Yang Ming was about to speak. But the female adjudicator said, Dont rush, Hanton; as per our regulations, the interrogation period lasts two months. You will be taken to Cole Port Prison and there you can wait for one month, with the next hearing taking place in one month. Youre a citizen of the New Federation, arent you? Adjudicator? Yang Ming suddenly asked. The female adjudicator paused, then smiled, saying, Yes, Im just here for work. Yang Ming scoffed and said indifferently, I can sense the malice toward the Sherman Empire in your words; youre essentially encouraging me to betray my homeland. I dont bring personal emotions into my work; are you questioning my professional integrity? said the female adjudicator. Hyprocritical Federation, Yang Ming said with a smile. Very well, the next hearing will be in two months, and you will have a two-month prison experience. Yang Ming calmly raised his fists with the knuckles facing himself and neatly flicked up two middle fingers. He had not anticipated this Earth-origin international gesture of greeting was also common in the Pan-Galaxy culture. The female adjudicators face turned green with anger. On the way to the prison, Yang Ming heard some mixed news. The refugees brought back by the Human Council had been released, all except him. This meant that the researchers involved in the experiments got off scot-free, while he, the third mate responsible for maintaining the fire suppression system, was made the scapegoat. Indeed, the hypocritical Federation and the evil Empire were neck and neck; the two biggest forces of the Galaxy were both thugs! This also indirectly reflected that the Empire currently had no idea that Hanton had been transformed. But did Kigrovs research vessel leave any data? Or something like a cloud data backup? Would Doctor Lina betray him? To Yang Ming, these were uncontrollable risks. The transport vehicle was fully enclosed, preventing Yang Ming from catching a glimpse of Cole Ports unique metallic architecture. He meticulously inspected the layout of the vehicle interior, confident that before the four officers beside and in front of him could react, he could concuss them, kick the door open, and make his escape. But what then? Did he have a map of the city? Was there a way to leave this port city? How strong was the defense system here? Even if his body was exceptionally strong, could it withstand the fire from a starship cannon? Impossible; even a not fully completed Valkyrie couldnt block the particle cannon fire from an old model mecha, let alone a starship cannon. Getting locked onto by a Guard Cannon meant certain death. And lets not forget, the Ancient God Life Form that supplied the transformational genes for Valkyrie also fell to the cannon fire from the Empires powerful fleet. This was the era of the Galaxys grand voyages of starships and heavy artillery. His own combat abilities were only advantageous within a confined space. Of course, if he were to enter the interior of a starship, thatd be a different situation entirely. Yang Ming concentrated on planning his next moves and didnt pay much attention to the changing environment. With shackles on, he stepped off the transport vehicle and calmly walked through the rundown gateway, which resembled an antique, to be taken over by a squad of guards in black uniforms. The Guard Captain escorting Yang Ming spoke in hushed tones with the prison guards. Yang Mings ears twitched slightly, easily capturing a few keywords: Evil Empire soldier, special attention, the adjudicator needs him to suffer some hardships to facilitate the upcoming work. Yang Ming chuckled inwardly, not taking it seriously at all. So, a few minutes later. Several guards unlocked Yang Mings shackles and pushed him into a somewhat crowded mixed cell. Seven or eight muscular men who were lifting weights turned their heads to look over; after seeing Yang Mings handsome face, their expressions subtly changed. Lets give him a little welcome ceremony! The guards whistles came from outside the cell, and they quickly left the crime scene. Yang Ming didnt bother with these pointless muscle men and walked to a corner area by himself. For Yang Ming now, nothing was more important than planning for the future. Hey, brother, a few brawny men slowly surrounded him, Every newcomer needs a thorough check-up. Take off all your clothes. Yang Ming slowly raised his head. Are you sure? PS: This book was actually released spontaneously, without any promotion; Im new and looking for support C please recommend, follow, and share! Chapter 17 - Chapter 17: 012 Information Integration Chapter 17: 012 Information Integration Cole Port Prison was a medium-sized mens prison, converted from a kilometer-class comprehensive transport ship. It boasted a permanent simulated gravity field, with hundreds of cells spread across six levels, equipped with facilities such as entertainment rooms, audio-visual rooms, rest areas, libraries, and gyms. Because it was affiliated with the Interstellar Court, the prison occasionally accepted exiled political prisoners, who were given spacious single rooms on the top floor. Local criminals from Cole Port were housed on the middle two levels, typically in double or triple cells, each with its own private bathroom. The bottom three levels were crowded and chaotic, housing the most vicious criminals from across the stars, with the number of inmates severely exceeding capacity. Occasionally, one could find notorious space pirates here, as well as serial killers shackled and confined to the lowest level, always in irons, and other non-human yet humanoid extraterrestrial lives. Those who were not humanoid, however, were not taken in. For the guards of the lower three levels, working at Cole Port Prison was by no means an easy job. And the problem they most feared, was like what was happening now: Sudden bursts of noise erupted on the fifth floor, where energetic inmates, with no outlet for their energy, were shaking the bars of their cages maniacally, piercing the air with their whistles, and sticking fingers into their mouths that had just been god-knows-where. Armed guards quickly assembled, running towards the direction the prisoners were facing. The harsh alarm blared through every corner of the fifth floor. Guards armed with stun batons came from all directions, yelling at the prisoners to be quiet, but even when they reached the scene, they couldnt remain calm. Soon, the guards called for the Deputy Warden, the warden of the lower three levels, Gulipa. Gulipa was an elderly gentleman in a tailcoat, holding a civilized cane, his hairline having retreated to the top of his head, his gray-white hair slightly disheveled. When he appeared, limping along, the inmates quickly quieted down, losing their earlier frenzy. The warden, its this. Gulipa adjusted his monocle, frowning toward the cell in front of him. Behind thirty-two alloy metal bars, spaced twelve centimeters apart, lay six robust men. They were arranged in an oval, all twelve arms dislocated, each mouth filled with the toes of another, connected head-to-tail, resembling a grotesque ouroboros. Dont move them, Gulipa instructed, frowning, Go outside and call in a professional orthopedic doctor. Several guards hurried off. Gulipa turned to look at the quiet young man reading in the corner, his brows deeply furrowed. This young man had the typical features of a Sherman person, a broad forehead, smooth cheekbones, a straight nose bridge, and slightly recessed eye sockets, all typical facial characteristics of the Sherman people. Did you do this? Gulipa asked in a heavy voice. Yang Ming put down the book in his hand, They said they wanted to show me, the newcomer, a performance of a new-style wrestling, claiming it was a local custom here. And then this happened. Is that so? Gulipa glanced at the six strapping men lying on the ground, then turned to look at the guards who had brought Yang Ming in. A guard stepped forward and whispered something into Gulipas ear. Gulipas gaze became more amused, How did you manage this, Imperial soldier? Ive undergone the strictest combat training. Yang Ming believed that his actions had not revealed any strength beyond that of a normal man; the six men had been taken down through his skill. The real trick lay in his reaction speed that made time seem to slow down. I need to put you in solitary confinement for now, said Gulipa, Thats the rule here. Yang Ming asked, May I take these books with me? Of course, our prison implements the most humane management, Gulipa smiled, Its also a good skill if you manage to read books in that kind of solitary environment. Yang Ming stood up, and a slew of guards raised their laser guns as he impassively walked to the corner to pick up the dusty books on local customs of Cole Port and laws of the International Court. As he passed by the six strapping men, the completely immobilized men twitched all over, their eyes filled with terror, whimpering continuously. Yang Ming displayed a gentle smile, handed the books to a guard, and willingly extended his hands. Under the watchful eyes of several laser gun barrels, he was handcuffed and shackled. Suddenly, one of the guards made a move with a baton and struck fiercely at Yang Mings neck. Yang Ming frowned slightly, his body almost reflexively reacting. He ducked, tilted his head, shrugged his shoulders, and stepped back The baton grazed his shoulder, and Yang Mings hands were already pushed in front of the guards neck. Yang Ming did not actually hit the guards neck; his fingers were two or three centimeters away, but the guard didnt dare move, even his breathing seemed strained. Seconds later, the sound of laser guns being put on safety filled the air. Stop it! Are you not embarrassed enough? Gulipa cursed, frowning, You lot are a mess! I tell you to enhance your training, but all you do is just go through the motions! Before withdrawing his hand, Yang Ming patted the guards throat and said with a smile, I am an active-duty officer of the Sherman Empire, you can target me personally, but please do not provoke the dignity of the Empire. Alright, okay, sir, the guard answered quietly. Chapter 18 - Chapter 18: 012 Information Integration_2 Chapter 18: 012 Information Integration_2 Yang Ming didnt say much more, these kinds of statements are best left brief. And the guards surrounding him now looked at him with a hint of fear. Gulipas gaze flickered indecisively, then he calmly said, Take him to Confinement Room No. 3 for seventy-two hours, and make sure provided meals and fresh water are normal. Yang Ming squinted and smiled. The reputation of the mightiest Empire in the Galaxy really came in handy. The confinement room was a cramped six-square-meter space, but the conditions werent as bad as Yang Ming had expected. The toughest part here was actually the seventy-two hours of hunger, but since Warden Gulipa had taken care of him, it made things much more bearable for Yang Ming. Transformed people needed more nutrition. The six metal walls emitted a milky white glow, and apart from the metal walls, there were no other objects. Yang Ming made a simple seat cushion with his military trousers and coat, wearing just a tank top and boxer shorts, and opened a travel book about the customs and people of Cole Port. Soon, he found several local maps of Cole Port and imprinted the information in his mind. Yang Ming didnt know whether Hanton had always been so smart or if the Valkyrie Genetic Fluid was also enhancing his brain, but he seemed to possess a photographic memory. That was great, at least it wasnt a bad thing. A few hours later. After a simple lunch, Yang Ming used the books he had finished reading to make a small pillow and lay down comfortably, starting to think about the path ahead. On the research ship, he had no chance to think about these things. Yang Ming disliked grand propositions, such as saving the world or saving the Earth. Those were not things he could accomplish alone. However, Yang Ming felt that if he was capable, he should save his own family. His parents had worked hard most of their lives and hadnt yet had the chance to enjoy life; and his younger sister in high school, although she had a terrible character, always stealing his snacks and using his toothbrush to brush her shoes Bro, how much dowry will you have to spend to marry a sister as pretty as me? Ohohoh! The onslaught of dead memories suddenly attacked his brain, making Yang Ming not feel very well. Whether to save her or not, that could be discussed later. Yang Ming simplified all the problems and finally posed three questions to himself: 1. Why had he come to this world, and who had brought him here? 2. What was the meaning of his arrival here, or what could he achieve? 3. What advantages could he obtain from the information he knew? For the first question, based on the information currently available, Yang Ming could not make an answer. This seemed unrelated to science, leaning towards metaphysics, yet it was still a scientific issue. For the second question, Yang Ming could now answer halfway. If thirty Galaxy Years later, Earth players collectively appeared, regardless of how they appeared, he must find a way to inform them that Abyss was not just a game, that humans were a common species in the Milky Way. It was very likely a test given to Earths civilization by a higher civilization. If the test was failed, the final result would be Earths destruction by the Natural Disaster Army. Although there were still too many mysteries; But based on the current information and combining his own experiences, Yang Ming had no choice but to associate the plot of Abyss running for five years and the Ninth Natural Disaster with the destruction of Earth. Yes, Yang Ming felt the first thing he could do was survive for thirty Galaxy Years, to give his civilization a warning. [Mink Port]. The name suddenly popped into his mind. Seen from the perspective of the players, humans from Earth entered into an interstellar civilization under the guidance of an alien civilization through cut-scenes in technology and filling the tech tree in character dialogues. Mink Port was the first stop for players stepping off Earth after thirty years. Players would choose their factions at Mink Port, determine their own developmental paths, obtain spaceship driving licenses, professional equipment operation certificates, and so on. Yang Ming thought that if he could find Mink Port, he might be able to discover Earth ahead of time. Ding-dong, Yang Ming muttered to himself in his heart, Unlock main mission one: Find Mink Port. This damn sense of ceremony. The third question was much more complicated. Yang Ming carefully recalled those gaming events that had impressed him, as well as the rich historical background of Abyss. To be honest, he had rarely paid attention to the games plots while playing, which only left him with vague impressions of many significant events. Moreover, it was now thirty Galaxy Years before the games server had launched. Hmm? Yang Ming suddenly remembered something very interesting. Intelligent Mechanic Dusk. Yang Ming had watched an interview with a player who had become a billionaire by playing the game, two or three years ago, in the third year after the Abyss game had launched. The player had discovered a hidden planet in Abyss, gained actual control of a city called Intelligent Mechanic Dusk, and then made a fortune by selling the control rights to a consortium behind a large legion. In that interview, the player had revealed many detailed detailshow he drove a mining ship into a dust band by mistake, how he entered a vortex, and how he found the control key. Even more, this chosen one had provided first-person footage, revisiting that star domain in the Abyss game and replaying their exploratory journey. Yang Ming had been incredibly envious of this player. And now Sorry, chosen one. Yang Ming guiltily smiled, then shamelessly forgave himself. Oh right, theres something even more important. He needed an ample amount of gene stabilizers or gene inhibiting liquids. In Abyss, the main reason transformed soldiers had to continuously spend money was for buying gene stabilizers or gene inhibiting liquids, or else they would lose their combat capabilities and even grow excessive body hair and have swollen muscles Those were just the games penalty mechanism; the consequences of players gene deregulation were negligible. Now, if Yang Ming did not take gene-stabilizing drugs for an extended period, he might end up like Ke from Lost Voicelosing his sanity, turning into a meat tumor monster, becoming another Ancient God Life Form. At this point, Yang Ming made a simple summary. The most urgent task at hand was to find a stable channel for gene-stabilizing drugs, and he must secure new stabilizing liquid before the gene stabilizing liquid inside his body expired. The subsequent phased goalsfinding Mink Port and Intelligent Mechanic Dusk. To achieve these two goals, the item Yang Ming needed the most right now was A spacecraft capable of warp travel. Note: Preferably with autopilot. This was not an easy task. Three days flashed by. Yang Ming ate and slept, slept and ate, feeling like he had also gained quite a bit of weight. Several fully armed guards brought Yang Ming to a clean four-person cell, where one fat man and one old man lived, both of whom appeared to be of amiable dispositions. Yang Ming quickly introduced himself, shook hands with the two, and then closed his eyes to feign sleep on the simple mattress-covered hardboard bed. Both roommates were very tactful and tense. Naturally, they had heard about the passionate story that had unfolded between this new arrivals from the Sherman Empire military and six burly men, and so, they moved their beds to the corners, maintaining a safe distance from Yang Ming, giving him ample space. Yang Ming had initially wanted to ask them for basic information about the prison and tips on breaking out, but it seemed that they would need some time to get comfortable with each other. Yang Ming, intrigued, began reading some books on the simple shelf in the corner. The text was in Galaxy Universal Language, quite similar to the Sherman Empires language, which made it somewhat challenging for Yang Ming to read at first. Thud, thud, thud. The continuous sound of soft-soled shoes hitting the metal floor broke Yang Mings concentration. 0639, Hanton. Close to lunchtime, the warden Gulipa appeared at the cell door holding a square glass pane and said in an elegant tone, Room number twelve, your supervisor is waiting for you. Chapter 19 - Chapter 19: 013 Three Groups of Intelligence Agents Chapter 19: 013 Three Groups of Intelligence Agents ` Superior? Didnt my brothers superiors get obliterated by the antimatter bomb? Yang Ming found himself in a somewhat dim parlor, facing three individuals dressed in the military uniforms of the Sherman Empire. During the three days he had been confined to this small dark room, Yang Ming hadnt been idle; he had crammed a vast amount of basic knowledge by using Hantons memories and accessible books. For example, the three imperial soldiers before him, Yang Ming immediately recognized their ranks. The middle-aged man in the center was a lieutenant colonel, likely the principal leader among them. The young woman on the left was a lieutenant, holding a notebook-like network terminal, responsible for recording. The major on the far right didnt make much of an impression; he seemed to be an assistant. Hello, Captain Hanton, the lieutenant colonel spoke first, extending his right hand proactively. Yang Ming performed a salute with a flick of the fist before lightly shaking the hand. Please sit, Hanton. The lieutenant colonel gestured, and the prison guards politely exited the parlor. The female lieutenant took out an oval device, pressed a few buttons, and a pale blue plasma light screen enveloped the four of them, cutting off outside eavesdropping. Such an impressive piece of technology. The lieutenant colonel said in a deep voice, Hanton, were a bit late, and I hope you dont mind. The military made a well-considered decision to have you bear this infamous role. Your performance at the interrogation meeting was excellent. Sir, it was my duty. You may need to endure some grievances next, the lieutenant colonel continued, Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. Im a staff member of the Empires Military Intelligence Section Twelve. You dont need to know my name; officially, Im a technical officer. Understood, sir. Yang Ming nodded in acknowledgment, What does the Empire need me to do? His acting was flawless. Yes, Hanton, the lieutenant colonel said, his expression sincere, you cannot plead guilty; it would inflict unprecedented damage on the Empires reputation. We must publicly deny the existence of Professor Kigrov and the Valkyrie Plan. Or rather, they never existed. Yang Ming nodded to show he understood. Dont worry, Hanton, regardless of the interstellar courts verdict, well get you back within two to three years. Youll become a herothough you cant appear publicly, you and your family will receive the treatment of a heros family. Yang Mings eyes were filled with longing, though inwardly he was cursing. This meeting lasted about five minutes. The imperial lieutenant colonel encouraged and instructed him a bit, mainly to have Yang Ming deny the Valkyrie Plan in court. This was likely part of the Sherman Empires interstellar propaganda campaign, otherwise, the Empires Military Intelligence Section Twelve wouldnt have approached him as an expendable pawn. As for whether anyone would still pay attention to this pitiable Hanton after the next trial Yang Ming held no illusions about it. Better to think about how to escape; at least that seemed more feasible. Every three days, prisoners had the chance to participate in a collective airing, taking turns by floor to head to the top deck garden. The fifth floors collective airing was from 3 to 5 pm. Yang Ming planned to use todays airing to carefully observe the prisons layout and promptly establish an escape plan. Leaving the prison actually wouldnt be that difficult; the real challenge was how to get a spaceship capable of warp and how to pilot itthese were Yang Mings biggest hurdles. But after lunch, something unexpected happened Number 0639, Hanton. Chief Gulipa, holding a piece of square glass, frowned at Hanton. There was a hint of perplexity in the chiefs eyes as he read the newly received information. Room Number Ten, your superior is waiting for you again. Huh? Did those three forget to remind something and hurried back? Isnt the rule of this prison that one can only be visited once a week at most? Then again, such rules of an interstellar organization are meant to be trampled by powerful political bodies. Yang Ming arrived at the parlor door under the escort of guards, and as he pushed open the door, he was startled. There were still two men and a woman in imperial uniforms, still a configuration of a lieutenant colonel, a major, and a lieutenant. But they werent the same three who had come before lunch. What was going on? Yang Ming suppressed the doubts in his heart, performing the same military salute, handshake, and seating gesture. His counterparts took out a rectangular device that unfolded a pink light shield. Captain Hanton, the lieutenant colonel said, Im a staff member of the Military Intelligence Section Twelve; you dont need to know my name, as per our protocol. Sir, Yang Ming decided to proceed cautiously, is there anything I should be reminded of? Yes, Captain, the lieutenant colonel sighed, the current public opinion is unfavorable to us. Were sorry to have kept you waiting here so long. Well rescue you soon. Yang Ming displayed a grateful expression. The lieutenant colonel pondered for a moment, then slowly said, You know, Hanton, every nation is actually conducting genetic fusion experiments. Kigrov may have been a bit radical, but he was still a scholar we respected. We invested heavily in the Valkyrie Project, but all we got were remains too fragmented to piece together. Yang Ming asked, Wasnt the experiment content backed up remotely? Regrettably, it wasnt, the lieutenant colonel said, its a basic oversight, but Professor Kigrov was unwilling to share his research results with other departments nor did he consent to backup. Yang Ming almost cheered out loud. Yang Ming said in a somber voice, I didnt directly participate in the experiment, nor do I have any data regarding it. I was responsible for maintaining the fire pipelines as a third technical officer you should know that. The lieutenant colonel looked disappointed. This lieutenant colonel quickly pulled himself together and inquired about Yang Mings life there, promising that they would soon bring him back to the Empire. Yang Ming inquired about his companions; the lieutenant colonel responded fluently, accurately naming several researchers who were placed on recovery on the Administrative Star. This meeting lasted about six minutes. After returning to his cell, Yang Ming couldnt stop question marks from flooding his mind. Two batches of Military Intelligence Section Twelve officers? What was going on? One real and one fake? Or perhaps both fake? A bit chaotic. Yang Ming felt he needed to sort through it carefully. Whats wrong, Hanton? The elderly cellmate cautiously asked, You seem like youre in trouble, restless lately. Yang Ming sighed, Maybe its just being locked up for too long, feeling uneasy. I havent done anything wrong. Yes, Hanton, none of us did anything wrong; its the world thats wrong, the elderly man chuckled. Yang Ming nodded in agreement; even his cellmate A lost interest in chatting. Another two hours passed, and the familiar footsteps appeared once more. Again? Yang Ming frowned, looking outside the cell at the approaching chief holding the block of glassthis block of glass was similar to a network terminal, akin to a smartphone. Number 0639, Hanton. Chief Gulipas voice carried hesitation as he looked at Hanton, checking his received information against the terminal. The chiefs mindset shifted slightly. Room Number Eleven, your superior just how many superiors do you have? Yang Ming shrugged, Id like to know too. Yang Ming never expected that among the third wave of superiors, he would see someone familiar. Doctor Lina. She wore a white blouse and a dark green professional skirt suit, her golden hair tied at the back. Her slender figure created a stunning curve, exuding a unique charm of a mature woman. Yang Ming glanced at the other man and woman. The lieutenant colonel in the center and the female lieutenant on the side gave Yang Ming an instant sense of these are imperial soldiers. The female lieutenant produced a hexagonal device, unfolding a pale golden shielding light screen that enveloped the four of them. Hanton, are you okay? Doctor Lina asked softly, her eyes betraying an undeniable concern. Not bad, Yang Ming smiled in response. Hello, Hanton, Im a staff member of the Military Intelligence Section Twelve, the middle lieutenant colonel stood up to shake Yang Mings hand, apologies for meeting you only now; we had many procedural issues to tackle. Yang Ming nodded slightly, taking a deep breath. Youre the third batch, he stated, the third batch of Military Intelligence Section Twelve officials. The three showed expressions of astonishment. The lieutenant colonel frowned, The previous ones should be intelligence agents from the New Federation and the Free Federation. Damn, they beat us to it. Doctor Lina quickly asked, Did you tell them anything? Yang Ming shook his head, I was just a third officer on the ship, responsible for maintaining the fire pipelines. Isnt that right, Doctor? Yes, thats right, Lina smiled elegantly, luckily, Hanton, you were cautious enough. They were likely aiming to acquire the research results of the scientific vessel. Yang Ming replied, All were obliterated in the antimatter bomb. The lieutenant colonel said slowly, Rest assured, Hanton, well get you back soon. I know youre a loyal soldier, and the Empire wont forget your meritorious service. Thank you, Yang Ming said sincerely. Lina pulled out a medicine bottle from her bag beside her and pushed it into Yang Mings hands. She said, This medication has been approved by the prison authorities; you can carry it with you all the time. Take one every three days or whenever you feel unwell. Itll alleviate your symptoms of depression. Oh, thank you so much, Doctor. Yang Ming clutched the bottle tightly, gazing at Lina. Well take you away as soon as possible, Hanton. Doctor Lina said before leaving. Yang Ming felt his eyes become slightly moist. He nodded in agreement, cuffed with the medicine bottle in hand, and followed the guards back to his cell. As he lay facing the wall, his expression turned indifferent. Yang Ming opened the bottle, finding pale yellow transparent capsules inside. Was this truly a gene stabilization drug? Should he trust Lina? Three waves of Empires Military Intelligence Section Twelve officials Which wave was genuinely from the Sherman Empire? Whom should he trust? Yang Ming attempted to detach himself, sorting through the information calmly. Soon, Yang Ming arrived at a general conviction in his heart. Through deduction, he confirmed that Lina was unlikely to harm him, at least for the moment. He took a capsule and swallowed it without hesitation, carrying the bottle close to his body. Yang Ming keenly observed that his body became more subdued; the crisis of losing control was temporarily averted, thus validating his deduction to some extent. The guards whistle sounded outside. The thrice-a-day airing was officially beginning. ` Chapter 20 - Chapter 20: 014 A Bunch of Big Liars [Extra Update to Thank Everyone] Chapter 20: 014 A Bunch of Big Liars [Extra Update to Thank Everyone] Inmates walked in pairs, two meters apart, like ants through the corridor and up the continuously folding stairs. They successively arrived at the prisons upper plaza under the watchful eyes of semi-automated weapons and guards. Yang Ming constantly observed his surroundings, imprinting the prisons three-dimensional structure in his mind like a sandbox model. The view from the top deck was indeed nice. This must be right above Cole Port; outside the prison was the profound starry sky, and a half-solidified transparent dome perfectly enclosed the upper plaza. What if this dome shatters? Wouldnt people be sucked out into the vacuum? Yang Ming couldnt help but worry. That M-type dwarf star hung in the deep starry sky, its orange-red light slightly subdueda characteristic of such stars, sluggishly burning themselves, sustaining their stellar dignity with just a little hydrogen. Several mechanical guards stood at the corners, a sight Yang Ming rarely encountered. The Milky Way had three taboos: The first was Natural Disasters, civilizations invading from outside the galaxy; The second was the Insect Race, returning periodically to the Milky Way to breed; The third was the Intelligent Mechanical Crisis. Intelligent Machines referred to automated weapon systems with intelligent machinery that developed quasi-human consciousness and broke away from human societys control, achieving a closed-loop automation in their own production, maintenance, design, and development. Not just any one or two robots that developed self-awareness could be called an Intelligent Mechanical Crisis. In the current stage of the Galaxys civilization, there had been more than a dozen Intelligent Mechanical Crises of various scales. The rise and fall of several great empires in the Galaxys history were closely connected to the outbreaks of Intelligent Mechanical Crises. What Yang Ming understood was only from the game background of Abyss, which might differ somewhat from the actual information in this world. He carefully observed the mechanical guards for a while and realized they were just responding machines following instructions, which left him somewhat disappointed. In a corner, several burly men glared fiercely at Yang Ming. Yang Mings gaze swept over them, and as if in agreement, the burly men drew their legs together, averted their gaze, and whistled a few times. Is that it? Is this how the prison gang is? Yang Ming had thought that today he would have a big fight with several dozen burly men, but he had subdued them in one wave. Have I become more violent lately? However, the feeling of his physical strength continuously growing was really exhilarating. In the corner, there was a sunshade, behind which several burly men in prison uniforms lined up, blocking Yang Mings view; behind these men, there was faintly a reclining chair and the rising swirls of smoke. What was that? A special existence in this prison? Yang Ming walked towards the corner with his hands clasped behind his back, like an officer inspecting the work. The guards were chatting and laughing not far away, only glancing at Yang Ming briefly before quickly looking away. Clearly, the guards would not stop anyone from approaching this special existence. As Yang Ming, dressed in a Sherman Empire military uniform, approached, the burly men acting as bodyguards became noticeably tense. They had heard about Yang Ming, who had fought against six opponents unscathed. A large hand blocked Yang Mings chest. The burly man stopping Yang Ming had a wary look in his eyes and said gravely, Sorry, Mr. Bailin doesnt want to be disturbed. Bailin? Yang Ming, new to this place, didnt know what the name represented. He wasnt interested in finding out, either. Is that so? Yang Ming said with a smile, Then why dont you ask Bailin himself? An elderly laughter came from behind the burly man: Let the Empire officer come over. Hes an interesting young man. This Mr. Bailin had a receding hairline typical of a Mediterranean hairstyle and his face was lined with wrinkles. In a Galaxy where the average human life span in the Galaxy was over a hundred and twenty Galaxy Years, it was hard to tell how old Bailin really was. When Yang Ming approached, Mr. Bailin was puffing on an e-cigarette of unknown composition and sipping frothy soda, wearing a loose bathrobe that revealed his vigorous light-colored chest hair. Hello, Empire officer. Bailin greeted him cheerfully: Forgive my impoliteness, Im old and always too lazy to move. Yang Ming flashed a slight smile: If its a respected elder, theres no need to be so courteous to a young man like me. Oh, is that so? Bailins smile grew more pronounced, and he gestured to the side. A burly man brought over a plastic chair and placed it beside Bailins reclining chair. Have a seat, young man, Bailin said with a smile, I was going to deal with you quickly, but youre trouble. I dont need to look at your file. Just by looking at you, I realize youre definitely a big trouble. Yang Ming internally reminded himself to maintain the demeanor of an Empire soldier and sat down on the plastic chair. He smiled and said, I might be a troublemaker to my enemies, but for my friends, I am inevitably a trustworthy companion. Hahaha, Bailin laughed heartily, his wrinkly face blossoming like a chrysanthemum, They say youre a cold-blooded killing machine, a heartless assassin trained by the Empire. Surprisingly, you can also be quite witty, hahaha. Yang Ming shrugged, his mind already making judgments. This Bailin must be the Dragon Head of the prison, the type who held sway over both the underworld and the establishment. What could he offer me? Ah, intelligence. What Yang Ming needed most now was intelligence. Yang Ming steered the conversation back on track, Ive heard from my cellmate that theres nothing Mr. Bailin cant do in this prison? Thats certainly an exaggeration, Bailin said with a smile, Of course, if youre willing to pay the price, I could find a way to get you some rare and exotic items. I have my connections, and the guards show me some respect. Yang Ming asked, Is everything measured by currency? No, no, no, Bailin chuckled, For these mediocre wretches, the currency they had before entering is now their only worth, with all prices clearly marked. But youre different the salary of an Imperial officer is not much. Yang Ming revealed a wry smile that bespoke poverty. Actually, Hanton still had quite a lot saved upmarrying a noblewoman was not cheap. Bailin said, You took down six by yourself, did you? Without a scratch on you? Ive learned many killing techniques, Yang Ming said, if youre looking for me to do that kind of work for you, Im afraid Ill have to decline. Teaching others a lesson doesnt bring me any pleasure. Oh, young man, dont be hasty. Business here is all about mutual compromise. Bailin squinted, smiling, First, tell me what you want, and then Ill give you my price. A map of Cole Port, the more detailed the better, Yang Ming whispered. Bailins expression suddenly changed, he frowned at Yang Ming and said in a low voice, Thats a bit taboo, young man. But you can do it, right? Yang Mings gaze became sharp. Today alone, three different factions have sent their intelligence officers looking for you, Im aware of this, Bailin stared at Yang Ming, You just need to wait for your Empire to fetch you, no need to make waves. Do you know which one is really sent by my motherland? Yang Ming asked. Im afraid I cant assist you there, Bailin said with a wry smile, Im just a merchant; I dont want trouble. This is well beyond my capabilities. Thats why I cant trust them, Yang Ming said, I must find my own way back to the Empire. Im willing to pay any price that does not involve betraying the Empire or sacrificing myself. Youre actually aware of this issue, yes, indeed, at least two of those three parties mean you no good. Bailin took a puff of his electronic cigarette, and he sat there dumbfounded for a while, as if his system had crashed. Bailin said, I may not be able to give you a map, but I do know someone who certainly can help you. However, I cant share this information for free; youll have to do something for me. Thats the rule Ive set. Time, place, target. Yang Ming calmly stood up, You should be able to tell me these through my cellmate. Hey, Hanton, Bailin squinted and smiled, do you trust me that much? You will keep your promise, Yang Ming said with utmost certainty, and, on his way out, he winked at Bailin. Elderly Bailin did not read any carnal suggestion in that wink. He read the young mans confidence, as well as an unmistakable threat. Youngsters these days have no manners. Old Bailin shook his head in lament and continued puffing away against the starry sky. An hour and a half later, as the group of prisoners including Yang Ming finished their recreational time, old Bailin remained there to enjoy the lazy afternoon until two meticulous guards appeared beside him. Mr. Bailin, the warden wants to see you. Of course, Yang Ming had no idea who Bailins referred person was, but he was willing to give it a limited try. After waiting in his cell for two days, his obese roommate suddenly sidled over, nervously whispering in Yang Mings ear an exact time in the middle of the night, the number of a cell on the same floor, and about an arm. Yang Ming nodded to show he understood. When the time came, a yawning guard passed by and swiped a card over the electronic lock of Yang Mings cell; the lock clicked open. Once the guard left, Yang Ming slipped out, entering the similarly unlocked cell not far away. A few muffled groans later, he left the cell after less than half a minute, walking briskly back to his own, and lay down in his place. Click, the electronic lock shut by itself. Half an hour later, a succession of screams came from that cell, and scores of guards rushed over; the fifth floor was bustling for a while. The arm with the crushed bones became the next days hot topic throughout Cole Port Prison. The next day, Yang Ming found a slip of paper in his breakfast. [Sixth level, cell 625, Kolev.] Chapter 21 - Chapter 21: 015 Looking for Kolev Chapter 21: 015 Looking for Kolev ` [Room 625, Level Six, Kolev.] Whos this? Yang Ming had no recollection of this person and calmly tore up the note, soaking it in his vegetable soup. Regardless, having a target was better than being like a headless fly. The medicine Doctor Lina had brought could sustain Yang Ming for several months, giving him enough time to find this Kolev before the next trial session. Regrettably, despite a weeks efforts, Yang Ming still hadnt met the man in person, but he had learned a lot about Kolev. This was an infamous space pirate, who had roamed the starry skies for over forty years and single-handedly created the powerful Black Dragon Pirate Group, wanted by dozens of nations. Listen, a great pirate! What does a pirate live off? A warp-capable pirate ship! Even if the old pirate was now behind bars, he surely knew some black market intel and must possess channels to get a ship! The moment Yang Ming heard that Kolev was a pirate leader, he had already affectionately named his future private vessel. The week Yang Ming spend searching for Kolev also came with other amusements. The officials from Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau Division Twelve had returned. They didnt all show up on the same day and were all aware of the other two imposters. All three groups of Intelligence Officers emphasized that they were the real deal and the other two were frauds but offered Yang Ming no further substantial information. In fact, before taking the capsules from Lina, Yang Ming had pretty much figured it out. The first group of Intelligence Officers Yang Ming saw that day were from the Sherman Empire. They kept stressing self-sacrifice and the glory of the Empire, and their language carried an arrogance of a superior toward a subordinate. The meaning of the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau was for Yang Ming to stay put here, and during the second public trial, he was to deny the existence of the Valkyrie Plan and insist it was a slander made by the New Federation against the Empire. How very Imperial. The second group of Intelligence Officers from that day likely came from another major power, probably the New Federation. Their conversation focused on the Valkyrie Plan and Kigrovs experiments, clearly more interested in information related to the Valkyrie Plan, seeking to extract intelligence from Yang Ming. The third group of Intelligence Officers included Doctor Lina. Indeed, Lina, in Yang Mings judgment, did not come from the camp of the Sherman Empire, as there were too many inconsistencies. First, Lina knew he was a transformed person but offered to keep his secret; after learning that the research vessel was destroyed by a Valkyrie transformed person, Linas reaction was unusually calm throughout. Second, Lina easily procured a genetic stabilizer and appeared before him with two Imperial Intelligence Officers; yet in the Empire, she was only a common doctor with marginal military association. Third, Linas demeanor the moment she took off her lab coat was irresistibly charming. During those two encounters, the crows feet by Doctor Linas eyes had vanished, and she looked as if she had become a decade younger, exuding a womans allure. This change was actually quite abrupt. If Yang Mings speculation was correct, what Lina was scheming for was his body. To be precise, she wanted the remaining fruits of the Valkyrie Plan, hoping to fish him out and continue the gene fusion research. She may come from the New Federation, possibly the Free Federation, or maybe the Guel Alliancemost likely one of the four major forces in the Milky Way. For the intelligence organizations of the various nations, the existence of the Valkyrie Plan was no secret; otherwise, the Human Councils investigation ship wouldnt have been involved. It was quite normal for there to be a spy or two from other powers aboard Kigrovs ship. First, lets find the great pirate Kolev. Yang Ming pulled out the medicine Lina had given him and swallowed the third capsule. Lina aimed to secretly take him away, definitely without causing him to lose control and rampage; these capsules at most contained some location tracking substances, but their effectiveness was guaranteed. Hanton Suddenly, his elderly cellmate spoke up, approaching Yang Ming with a somewhat solemn expression, whispering a few words. Mr. Bairin wants to see you; remember to meet with Mr. Bairin during yard time this afternoon. Bairin? Yang Ming felt a bit apprehensive. He had disciplined a troublemaker for Bairin, and Bairin had given him Kolevs name and cell number. Wasnt their deal squared away? Ah, his cellmate A sighed softly, kid, Mr. Bairin is not someone to mess with; I hope you wont have any conflicts with him. Thanks for the warning, Yang Ming smiled, I have great respect for Mr. Bairin. Verbal respect. In the afternoon, Yang Ming found old Bairin enjoying a delicious steak. Its not easy to get in touch with Kolev. Bairin wiped his mouth, the indistinct sauce staining his beard made him look somewhat comical. Yang Ming, sitting beside him, raised an eyebrow and declined the soda offered by a burly man, quietly watching Bairin. Old Bairin chuckled: Kolev is seen as this prisons bottom-of-the-box prisoner, a pride of the prison administrationyou might think of it that way. Hes on the innermost part of Level Six, in a fully enclosed solitary cell, and he has yard time in the morning with the officials from Level One. ` However, I can help you, Captain Hanton. Yang Ming immediately became extremely vigilant. Unsolicited help often spells troubleeither deceit or theft. This old fellow in front of him was no philanthropist; securing such an exalted position in prison, he must be ruthless. The fact that Bailin was offering to help him likely meant he had ulterior motives; although Yang Ming could also achieve his goalwhen push comes to shove, he could resort to forceit would inevitably take more time and involve more complicated risks. What do I need to do for you? Yang Ming asked. This time, you dont need to do anything for me. A friend has entrusted me with a task that promises considerable income. In fact, I invited you here just to let you know that I have exerted some effort in this matter, Bailin said with a smile. Yang Mings smile gained a hint of amusement. What about your rules? My bottom line has always been flexible. Youll soon be arranged to go to the cell next to Kochef, said old Bailin. Dont worry about the other things. The common friend of ours has already arranged everything. He hopes you can leave here safely. A common friend? Was Lina planning this? Yang Ming quickly realized that he had been somewhat prejudiced, and Bailins words contained a certain amount of inducement. Then Ill wait for the good news. Yang Ming said calmly, and while getting up to leave, he couldnt help but slightly twitch the corner of his mouth. He sensed a conspiracy. More than one conspiracy was slowly unfolding around him. Three batches of Imperial Intelligence Officers with questionable authenticity; Old Bailin, whose attitude had subtly changed; The old pirate who was delivered straight into his hand; What next? Yang Ming decided that, no matter what trick they were up to, he would use their arrangements to his advantage and see the infamous Kolev first. He always held an ace up his sleeve. A Secondary Ancient God Life Form. Old Bailins information was indeed well-informed. Yang Ming had just finished his walk and hadnt yet had a chance to pack up his simple belongings when Chief Gulipas shiny forehead appeared outside the four-person room. Captain Hanton, I believe you deserve better living conditions. Chief Gulipa said warmly, I didnt carefully read your file before. Only this morning did I discover that you were not here to serve a normal sentence but came from the Human Councils care home to experience the actual life in Cole Port Prison, right? Yang Ming glanced at his Imperial military uniform, which he had never changed, and said with a smile, Yes, Chief. I was supposed to be in the Human Councils care home, sleeping on a soft single bed, eating delicious meals with both meat and vegetables every day. Look at the mess Ive made, Gulipa said warmly, fortunately, theres still time to fix it. Come with me, Captain, you will receive the respect due to an Imperial soldier. Yang Ming could only nod his thanks while silently cursing to himself: Damn, a bunch of two-faced people. Chief Gulipa, along with several guards, escorted Yang Ming, who was handcuffed and shackled, toward room 624 on the sixth floor. Gulipa smiled and said, Youre looking for Kolev, arent you? Yes, Yang Ming said calmly, Do you have any advice, Chief? Kolev is an extremely dangerous individual, Gulipa whispered, Youre thinking correctly. Ive been under some pressure and had to make the current arrangements, allowing you to enjoy a private cell next to Kolev. Thats how the Interstellar Court works. The powerful Sherman Empire can directly influence our proceedings, but still, I must advise you itd be better if you stay away from Kolev. Thats all. Yang Ming looked at Gulipas profile. The Chiefs well-maintained face showed no unnecessary expressions. The sixth floor of Cole Port Prison had a structure similar to the fifth floor, with neatly arranged prison cells like square containers on a transport ship. In a corner of the sixth floor were two rows of single cells reserved for special prisoners, each nearly fully enclosed, with thick alloy doors. Yang Ming made a rough calculation Breaking those doors would take minutes; But tearing through those thin metal walls would only take seconds. Quite a brilliant design. As Bailin had mentioned, he had been arranged into room 624, which was separated by a single wall from room 625. This was a single-person cell of about fifteen or sixteen square meters, with living conditions that were even better than his quarters on the research vessel, complete with a single bed, a bookshelf, a desk, a toilet, and a showerhead at each corner, plus ventilation systems installed in the wall cracks. The conditions are really not bad, Yang Ming commended. Im glad youre satisfied. Enjoy your stay, Chief Gulipa said with a smile, and just before leaving, he paused and turned to look at the door the guards were about to close. Captain Hanton, just to be safe, Id like to ask you one more thing You will repeat your previous answer at the next trial, wont you? Yang Ming thought for two seconds and then replied sternly, I will swear to defend the Empires honor to the death. That is my bottom line as an Imperial soldier. Gulipa instantly smiled with relief, his fingers in white gloves lightly gliding as the guard pushed the thick alloy door closed. At the instant the electronic lock displayed closed, Gulipas smile quickly vanished, his eyes sharp as a hawks. Chapter 22 - Chapter 22: 016 Oh, my First Mate Chapter 22: 016 Oh, my First Mate Click. At two in the morning, the door to the single-occupant cell unlocked. Yang Ming sprang up from the bed vigilantly, frowning at the door that had opened a slight crack. A black card was slipped in, and then the door closed once again. Yang Mings ears twitched lightly, the snoring from various cells audible, along with the fading sound of light footsteps. After quite a wait, Ming cautiously approached the door to pick up the card. The material of the object was unknown, cold to the touch. On the back was a sticky note that read Pad Six. Yang Ming placed the card on the door lock, and the familiar click sounded, the electronic door unlocking by itself Oh, was this a clear invitation for him to break out of prison at will? Were those schemers behind the scenes that impatient? He had only been in this solitary cell for six or seven hours, hadnt even enjoyed the private bathroom a few times! Yang Ming pressed his ear against the door to listen carefully, and after confirming there was no one outside, he quietly pushed the door open. He looked up to find that the guard post, which should have been manned, was eerily empty; overhead, two miniature cameras were slowly rotating, aiming right at his forehead. Figured as much. This detail confirmed Yang Mings suspicion. Chief Gulipa wanted him to make contact with Kolev, to use this card to open the adjacent cell and then leave with Kolev to Pad Six? Pfft, only a fool would believe that. Yang Ming could almost hear the whispered conversations of the guards hidden in the shadows, could see the Chiefs sinister smile. But for Yang Ming, this was also an opportunity to make direct contact with Kolev. He hugged the wall to the next cell and spotted the metal nameplate on it. Hes a villain of the worst sort. Hes killed countless, a fearsome pirate. He must spend the rest of his Life here. One must never let their guard down with him. For some reason, Yang Ming felt a flicker of anticipation at this moment. He imagined seeing a ferocious man standing atop a mountain of corpses, dark red mechanical prosthetics emitting faint electric arcs. Suddenly, the electronic lock in front of Yang Ming displayed a green unlock signal, yet Ming had not used the black card in his hand. The door had been opened from the inside! Yang Ming immediately moved to hide on the right side. The door of cell 625 opened a crack, a warm yellow glow spilling out. Ming peered through the slit, only to see a Little old man. Eh, this was the grand pirate he had been searching for over a week? The man was a skinny old fellow with whitening sideburns and hair knotted into tufts, clear indicators of his poor personal hygiene. His light green striped pajamas and the cartoon-character-adorned sleeping cap were quite unique. If Ming had to compare, he looked somewhat like a shrunken version of the cinematic figure Gandalf. Of course, more attention-grabbing than the old man was the other black card in his hands, along with the paper magazine featuring a half-naked girl on the cover that he held. Oh? The old man spotted Yang Ming, and their eyes briefly met. Bang! The alloy door slammed shut, the electronic lock securing itself once more. He cant escape! Yang Ming used his card to unlock the door and burst in. The old man snatched off his cartoon sleeping cap and, with a casual air, braced himself with one hand against the wall, raising an eyebrow at Ming. Hey, kid, you need something? Kolev? Leader of the Black Dragon Pirate Group? Ming asked. The old man paused for a moment: Yes, thats me. His gaze suddenly sharpened, fixating on the black card in Mings hand: Wow, youve got one too. Someone arranged for me to break out, Ming stated, but I think its a trap. Its definitely a trap, they love doing this! They give you seemingly favorable conditions, making you commit to the fact of an escape, so they can legitimately take you down. The old man clicked his tongue, folding his arms in front of him as if the posture gave him some sense of confidence. Kolev rambled on: Listen to me, kid, the interstellar court doesnt have any death penalties, everything here is transparent, under surveillance of various nations. As long as you play by the rules, they have no ways to target you. They dare not poison us; that would provoke a joint investigative team. They cant directly harm us here; that would draw the ire of human rights activists everywhere and affect their funding. Only escape, deemed an immediate threat to the life and safety of the guards, gives them the right to kill any prisoner. Your card C and of course, I have one too C its just a trap meant to lure us to our doom. I agree with your point, Ming said with a smile, so why did you try to leave just now? Kolev hemmed and hawed, muttering, A beast that has tasted freedom wont willingly walk into its grave. Mings opinion of the old man improved slightly. But this Kolev barely over 1.6 meters tall, sporting flabby muscles and a potbelly, he didnt look at all combat-capable. Kolev said, Wait a second, that style of military trousers youre from Sherman? Ming nodded. Kolev stroked his bushy beard, chuckling: Those noble ladies from Sherman do have nice skin, indeed. Do you want to leave this place? Ming asked. Chapter 23 - Chapter 23: 016 Oh, my First Mate_2 Chapter 23: 016 Oh, my First Mate_2 Of course, who doesnt yearn for freedom? But it seems not bad here too? Kolev spread his hands, seemingly trying to convince himself: Look, we have superior conditions here. Except for not being able to connect to the internet, I can do whatever I want, and they will ensure my safety. I am old, my child, I am seventy-two years old. My time has passed, and I just need to wait quietly for death to come. Not many pirates live to my age. Yes, I dont want to leave. Yang Ming: This guy can really hypnotize himself. Alright, go back to sleep, young man. Its unethical to disturb old peoples rest. Kolev waved his hand, smiling, If you want to learn some professional pirate tricks from me, I can teach you a few secrets considering our relationship as cellmates. Sorry to disturb you. Yang Ming turned around, swiped the electronic lock, and coldly repeated as he left: A beast that has tasted freedom can never walk into his grave early. Kolevs expression looked constipated. Yang Ming lay on his single bed in cell 624, listening to the pacing sounds coming from the adjacent cell. During the conversation with this elderly pirate, Yang Ming had quickly noticed that there was something extraordinary about him. Those small eyes were very wise; standing in front of him, it felt as if he saw right through him. But everyone has weaknesses, and this old man was no exception. Unfortunately, when Yang Ming played Abyss, he had not heard of Kolev. The world of Abyss, or rather, the world before him, was too vast, and each player could only explore a very limited range; Kolev was not one of those famed pirates across the Galaxy. Then, how to conquer Kolev? Carry him away by force? That wouldnt work, as what he needed was a ship to leave Cole Port and head to the Intelligent Mechanic Dusk; its not hard to see that Kolev is a proud guy, and forcing him would hardly achieve his purpose. Use bribery? The savings Hanton had prepared to marry a noblewoman were not even enough to buy half of the smallest warp-capable ship, and such a great pirate must be immensely wealthy. Ugh, Yang Ming changed his position. Just like Kolev, who kept pacing, Yang Ming himself was getting restless. The great pirate was right in front of him, the channel to get a spaceship was right in front of him; Yang Ming might even be able to secure a supply route for the gene stabilizers through the pirates black market trade. Yang Ming was very aware of the predicament he was facing. On one hand, Gulipa and Bairins behavior today had made him realize the imminent crisis. On the other hand, being the sole success of the Imperial Martial God Plan, this identity was particularly deadly. Although currently, only Linas side knew he was a transformed man, both the Empire and its rivals considered his performance at the next court session to be his only value. But normally, the intelligence systems of all major powers penetrate each other. And the longer he stayed in this prison, the greater the risk of exposure; a single blood test would spell disaster. If it really came to that, the Four Great Rogues of the Galaxythe Sherman Empire, the New Federation, the Free Federation, and the Guel Alliancewould spare no effort to acquire this transformation technology, and his chances of escape would be slim. Thus, this great pirate Kolev was Yang Mings perfect opportunity to break free! I must take a gamble. Yang Ming figured that if Kolev was to act, he would surely come looking for him; he closed his eyes and started shallow sleeping. He was already able to control his state while sleeping. When he opened his eyes again, it was morning by Galaxy Time, and Cole Port had entered daylight mode, the outer protective shield had turned transparent, and that M-type Constant Star was once again suspended in the starry sky. This day seemed particularly long. Yang Ming forced himself to sleep through the entire day to conserve energy for the nights operation. He waited until the same time in the middle of the night as the night before. Yang Ming put on the Empire uniform neatly, and his freshly washed hair appeared particularly refreshing. He leaned against the door, listening carefully. Outside, it remained silent. The seven or eight guards who were supposed to be on duty at the sixth level were now nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, Thud, thud thud. The walls emitted a subtle vibration; Kolev seemed to be tapping on the wall. Yang Ming pondered slightly he actually suspected Kolev was part of a trap. We have to try. Yang Ming gently tapped back a few times on the walls. Bang, bang bang! The other side fell silent. Yang Ming was not in a hurry. After about three or four minutes, the wall noises resumed. Thud, thud thud thud. Yang Ming gave a calm smile and responded. This game continued for quite a while. Just as Yang Ming felt that he and the quirky old man had reached an understanding, he heard the electronic lock on the neighboring cell click. A few seconds later, his own cells electronic lock was also unlocked, and Kolev rushed in, slamming the door behind him. Hey! the old man glared at Yang Ming, What did you just say? What? Yang Ming was somewhat puzzled. I was communicating with you using Logans code! Logans code! Dont you know that as a military man? I asked you whether we should act tonight. You answered me, open fire, open fire. I asked you if you had backup. You answered me, oh, youre so provocative.'' Kolevs bushy beard was trembling: Nobody, nobody has ever dared to call me provocative! Thats sexual harassment, oh my! My daughter is even the leader of a pirate group, and you, you actually! Yang Ming, a little embarrassed, quickly said, Hey, Kolev, didnt you know? We in the Empire now use Morse code. Kolev frowned and glared at Yang Ming, but finally, his anger seemed to subside a bit. Should we act tonight? Kolev asked. Its a trap, Yang Ming crossed his arms calmly, as you said. Yes, its a trap, Kolev chuckled coldly, I can almost see the sinister expression of that balding warden right now. He must be hiding behind the screen in the control room watching us. So, how should I trust you? Yang Ming asked. Ive just arrived here, but youve been an old hand around here. Thats a risk youll need to take, kid. You have to make your own judgment. Kolev, still with a sharp gaze, fiddled with a black card in his hand, sneered: This card, theyre insulting me, you understand? Theyre insulting me. If I could leave the cell freely and do nothing, it would make me the laughing stock of our profession. The reputation Ive built up over forty years would be destroyed in an instant. The warden probably wants to play a game of break-out and gun-down, but they dont realize who theyve pissed off. Yang Ming said, You mean, we collaborate? You could become my first mate, Kolev tilted his head up slightly, Temporarily, of course. Once we are out of here, the agreement automatically dissolves. Yang Ming smiled, I agree to cooperate, but you need to be my first mate, and you must follow my orders. Thats impossible! Kolev became aggressive, Before I decided to retire, I had command over seven warships, seven! I could directly demand protection money from those small nations! And you, kid, looking at your rank, oh, a captain? Yang Ming said, How about this, we collaborate temporarily and decide later who is the captain and who is the first mate. Youll need to conquer me, Kolev squinted his eyes and smiled, This just got interesting. Lets go, first mate, lets head to Hangar Six. Our actions are under their surveillance, but well find a way to turn the tables. Alright, first mate. Oh, stop the mischief, my first mate. I should walk in front, youre too old and slow to react, first mate. Of course, the captain needs to be in charge. Ill follow behind you, first mate. Chapter 24 - Chapter 24: 017 Behind the Scenes Mastermind Chapter 24: 017 Behind the Scenes Mastermind The number six landing pad was located on the sixth floor of Cole Port Prison. Starting from Yang Mings cell, one only needed to pass through two security corridors to reach the connecting deck. To anyone observing, this escape route seemed nearly perfect without any guard interference. The difficulties Yang Ming and his group needed to resolve for the prison break seemed to be only two: a functional small spacecraft and the guard cannons outside the prison. In the narrow and deserted corridor, two figures were briskly walking close to the wall, with security cameras successively locking onto their figures. Kolev followed behind Yang Ming, the elderly man just wearing a jacket over his prison clothes and having switched to boots, was continuously persuading Yang Ming in a weak voice, Young first mate, Ive thought it over seriously, we should now think of a way to take over their control center, the control center! Instead of knowingly heading towards the tigers den! We need to go slower, Yang Ming said, That way, we can give the mastermind behind this some time to prepare, aged first mate. My dear deceitful man! Youre their inside mole, arent you? Kolev glared at Yang Mings back, Ahead is the landing pad, there will definitely be several powerful mechanical guards waiting to shoot us down, we cant engage the mechanical guards, we need to find those easy-to-knock-down guards who are drowsy right now. Keep your voice down! yelled Yang Ming. If you dont follow their script, they will definitely sound the alarm! Their script is to have us die on the number six landing pad! Kolev argued vehemently. We can only find opportunities within seeming desperate situations! But this is Shush! Yang Ming made a crouching gesture, and both of them crouched down at the same time. Peering through the small window in the corridor, Yang Ming quietly observed the landing pad. Did you notice? Yang Ming asked, The two cameras above us are turned off. Oh yes, Kolev whispered, They have been monitoring us all along but chose not to here, there must be an ambush ahead. The size of the landing pad was comparable to a football field, and a two-person small spacecraft was silently parked there, seemingly without anything unusual. The cameras positioned around the landing pad were also off. Yang Ming thought briefly. If this was a trap, then their entire journey from the cell here was under surveillance, which could already prove their crime of escape; leaving video in the execution ground would actually make it easy to expose flaws. Theres definitely an ambush ahead; we should think of a way to attack the control center, the old man muttered under his breath. Yang Ming smiled and said, First mate, can you analyze it using your vast experience? Analyze what? Currently, three factions have their sights set on me. The only thing I can confirm is that one faction wants me alive; the goals of the other two factions are unclear. Yang Ming asked, Under these circumstances, what are the chances this escape will allow us to leave safely? Zero. Kolevs beard trembled as he said, Trust me, its absolutely zero. Alright, Yang Ming said, You stay here later on, its temporarily safe, okay? We need a plan! We need a plan! I wont go on a suicide mission with you! Dont worry, Im confident. Before Kolev could speak again, Yang Ming had already darted away in a crouch. He moved as agilely as a black cat, heading straight for the spacecraft at the center of the landing pad. Oh, crap! Kolev hadnt expected the young man to suddenly run. Just as the old man was about to stand up, a bright light from a laser gun firing appeared in the corner; a trace of red light flashed around the young man who was now sprawling on the ground. Kolev quickly crouched down, breathing rapidly and furrowing his brows deeply. This interesting young man had paid the price for his recklessness, plunging them both into desperate straits, which was really Wait, something wasnt quite right? As Kolev was about to sneak away, he continued watching through the narrow window, focusing intently on Yang Ming. Several mechanical guards emerged from the corner, followed by two balding old men. The warden Gulipa, leaning on a civilized cane; And the always humble and nodding Bailin following beside him. Kolev couldnt hear what they were saying, but Warden Gulipa had already looked towards the small window, and the two mechanical guards turned and walked in Kolevs direction. Kolev frowned, knowing that this matter had already been messed up by the man in front, but his chances of winning were slim anyway; it couldnt entirely be blamed on the young man, it was just that the warden was too cunning. At this moment Kolev did not move his feet, quietly waiting for the mechanical guards to approach, still watching Yang Ming. Kolevs premonitions were growing stronger. Something might happen next No, something definitely would happen next! Suddenly! The lying Yang Ming almost flew up sideways, his fists and feet smashing simultaneously into the two mechanical guards beside him! Two mechanical heads coated with blue paint were thrown into the air. What strong muscular strength! What incredible body coordination! Kolev stared at the scene, his mouth agape, unable to close it for a moment. Not just Kolev, both Gulipa and Bailin were also greatly astonished; Gulipa hadnt even managed to draw his gun, and four mechanical guards had already lost their ability to move, their heads smashed directly! An iron-grip like hand grabbed Warden Gulipas throat and lifted him straight up. Yang Ming had not a single scratch on his forehead and was now calmly gazing at Gulipa, his left hand pressing towards his jacket pocket was gently pinched by Yang Mings other hand. Chapter 25 - Chapter 25: 017 Behind the Scenes Mastermind_2 Chapter 25: 017 Behind the Scenes Mastermind_2 ` There was an emergency alarm in his pocket, which Yang Ming pulled out before anyone else, giving Gulipa a quick once-over; the latter, along with the trembling old Bailin, raised their hands quiveringly. This how is this possible Gulipa managed to growl with difficulty. Haha! Hahaha! This is a miracle! Kolev burst out excitedly, dancing around, completely at a loss for the right words. Yang Ming paid no attention to the crazy old man. He threw the alarm over, yanked the gold-etched pistol from Gulipas bosom, threw the warden to the ground, stepped on his chest, and pressed the gun against old Bailins forehead. Tell me what I want to know, Yang Ming said, Ten seconds, speak and you may live, ten, nine, eight, seven Old Bailin called out tremblingly, It was Chief Gulipas plan, I know nothing! Right after you first spoke to me, Gulipa suddenly came to see me and told me to cooperate in assassinating you and Kolev! Whoosh! The gun, lacking a biometric lock, fired a ray; old Bailins forehead sported a bloody hole, and his corpse slumped to the ground. Without intelligence, you have no value. Yang Ming murmured softly, looking down at Gulipa. By his side, Kolevs gaze on Yang Ming undergoes a subtle change. The wardens elegance was gone, his eyes reflecting the charred blood hole atop old Bailins head. Six, five, four Yang Mings voice sounded like midnight church bells tolling. Oh, please no! Hanton! I have information! Gulipa cried out with a trembling voice, To eliminate you, was, was an order from the New Federation Intelligence Bureau. They didnt want you to testify again, and orchestrating the escape was their idea. Yang Ming asked, Why involve this Kolev? Kolev is someone gave me an offer I couldnt refuse, to have Kolev dead in prison soon. I figured Id lump you two together, that way I could also sling mud at the Sherman Empire their soldiers working with the infamous pirates Yang Ming frowned, Your purpose in killing me was to sling mud at the Sherman Empire? Oh? Kolev furrowed his brow even more, I became the dirty kick to cast aspersions on this young man? Gulipas voice continued to tremble, the foot on his chest nearly suffocating him, Yes, thats right, Ive told you everything, please dont kill me, I can help you both escape! I beg you, Lord Hanton! Who wants Kolev dead? Yang Ming asked softly. Kolev shrugged beside him, I have countless enemies. Gulipas Adams apple bobbed, whispering, Im not sure, someone reached out to me they always find me. Seemingly a common occurrence in such dealings. Warden, youve switched off the surveillance in this area? And you arent carrying any hidden communication devices, are you? Yang Ming asked with a smirk. Gulipa hurriedly replied, Yes, after all, this isnt exactly an honorable job, spare me, Ill escort you out immediately. Yang Mings mouth twitched slightly, Hypocritical Federation. Whoosh! Gulipas head burst open, his bulging eyes filled with resentment. Kolev frowned, Hey, didnt you say whoever speaks gets to live? Why adhere to principles with an enemy? Yang Ming replied calmly. Kolev blinked, then shrugged and chuckled lightly, crouching down with Yang Ming. ` Yang Ming crouched down and searched, pulling out a wallet from Gulipa. After rifling through it for a while, he found nothing valuablejust a few unusable cards. Kolev found a square glass device on Gulipathe personal network terminal. The pirate leader began his performance. First, he fumbled in his bushy beard and pulled out a metal whisker, then stuck it onto the glass. Next, he plucked two false teeth from his mouth, inside which hid several tiny discs, which he then attached to the metal whisker. The square glass lit up automatically, displaying a simple user interface. A hint of surprise flickered in Yang Mings eyes. The tools of the trade must always be carried with you, especially since the Human Councils influence means they hardly ever conduct thorough searches on prisoners. Kolev shrugged his shoulders as his fingers moved quickly over the device, and he couldnt resist exclaiming in admiration. Fantastic, Gulipas terminal has powerful capabilities and is even connected to the control room. This will make things much easier. Ill implant a virus for them first. Oh, this prison uses the same control system as its predecessorthe transport ship. Taking over a spaceship is like eating at home for me, but we must wait for the right moment. Yang Ming asked, Can we use this craft to leave? Kolev immediately shook his head, Military stuff usually has remote control backdoors, and with our method, we couldnt break through Cole Ports protective shield. Gulipas terminal can only hack this prison internally; there are many firewalls outside. Yang Ming nodded; the old pirate really knew his stuff. Youre a cyborg, arent you? One of the powerful genetically modified cyborgs of the Sherman Empire? Kolevs eyes gleamed as he asked, Ive never seen a soldier take down four mechanical guards with bare hands! Yang Ming had already stripped off Gulipas clothes, throwing them along with the wallet to Kolev. Can you contact your daughter now, First Mate Kolev? I need to get to their control room, First Mate Hanton! Kolev replied defiantly: We need a ship that can escape pursuit, one equipped with a jump drive. We can find our way out of this prison and hide in Cole Port first. Then, Ill contact my ship to jump here; it should take about four hours! Four hours? Yang Ming rubbed his forehead. That was way too long. Indeed, at least three hours, Kolev said quickly. A plan has already formed in my head. We need a mutiny to buy some time, using the prison riot to draw the attention of Cole Ports defense forces. Young First Mate, we need you to take out a few more guards for me. We have to take control of the main control room on the fourth floor. Once we control that, I can handle the rest. Youve proven your strength; now its time for me as the captain to prove my worth! Yang Ming was about to correct Kolevs use of titles when Kolev added: Right, First Mate, we also need to destroy all the video recording devices here. If your identity can remain a secret, that will be an ace card. I can hardly wait to see you roam the stars unrestrained! Yang Ming glanced at Kolev, Youll keep my secret, wont you, First Mate? It was strange; showing just a bit of his strength couldnt subdue this old guy. Of course, Kolevs voice trembled with excitement, youll become a legendary pirate! And one brought up by me! Hahaha! Lets make a big splash! Oh, right First Mate, I havent asked yet, whats your name? You can call me Captain Hanton. That name is too common. Yang Ming. Alright, First Mate Hanton. The little old man casually donned Gulipas tailcoat and picked up the walking stick, looking quite the part. Its time to get up, kiddos. Chapter 26 - Chapter 26: 018 Riot, Flying Car, Positioning Device Chapter 26: 018 Riot, Flying Car, Positioning Device ` Lina was a bit agitated now. It was four in the morning Milky Way Universal Time, and she was unable to sleep due to the stream of incoming information. A riot broke out at Cole Port Prison in the middle of the night. The riot erupted two hours ago. The main control room on the lower three floors inexplicably lost power, the cell doors in various areas were opened directly, and the group of villains imprisoned at the lowest level broke free and easily seized the guards weapons. Now, these villains were in a face-off with the Peace Guard rushing over, with explosions echoing throughout half of Cole Port. Linas terminal kept popping up new images taken by her subordinates of the villains, complete with detailed annotations. What relieved Lina was that Yang Ming was not currently seen in these photos. The mastermind of the riot was Kolev, a somewhat notorious pirate leader who had been active for many years. These damned pirates, why are they causing trouble at this time? Is Hanton also involved? Lina rubbed her temples. Staying up tonight would age her skin by three months! Lina confirmed that three forces had now set their eyes on HantonSherman Empires Military Intelligence Bureau, New Federation Third Investigation Bureau, and her true employer. Only she knew Hantons true worth. [Hanton is the sole success of the Imperial Martial God Plan.] Whats more rare was that Hanton was incredibly stable, and if he didnt fight, he was just like a normal person. Various detection devices would only find his body temperature slightly elevated, with no other abnormalities. This biotechnological modification was almost an epoch-making achievement! Lina had already made comprehensive arrangements. Once the escort fleet of her side arrived in the space near Cole Port, she could use the covert network there to forcibly bring Hanton back. As long as they returned to the territory of the Guel Alliance, all problems would cease to be problems. To stabilize Hanton, she was entirely willing to offer her beautiful body, which she had cherished for over thirty years, and it wouldnt be a losing trade. But now, things suddenly changed. These damned pirates! Thud, thud, thud! The hotel room door was knocked, and a projection popped up in front of Lina, showing three men and three women outside. Lina rushed to the door barefoot, let her subordinates in, quickly closed the door, and activated the jamming devices. Hows it going? Lina asked calmly. Boss, we cant determine whats happening specifically inside Cole Port Prison. Theyve cut off all networked equipment. These rebels behaved very professionally, with efficiency higher than our special forces. We scanned with detection equipment; theres no large-scale casualties inside the prison. The guards seem to have quickly lost their fighting capacity. Based on our speculation, they were knocked out with hypnotic gas. Linas gaze became sharp: Are you sure? Yes, the guards are now all being held in the cells on the sixth floor, with very few casualties. Almost all have life signs. Damn it! A wave of helplessness swept over Lina. She could only keep herself as calm as possible. If everything was as she speculatedHanton had faced off against the Valkyrie and survivedHanton handling this loosely disciplined medium-sized prison would be no difficulty at all. The only uncertain thing now was whether Hantons transformed identity had been exposed. She didnt dare to gamble. Boss, is something wrong? Nothing. Lina didnt mention Hanton to her intelligence officers; this was the only way to prevent Hanton from being exposed. Now, she had to make a decision. Start the plan ahead of schedule. Linas pretty face was filled with determination: At all costs, get our fleet to the space near Cole Port as soon as possible. Remember, at all costs! Even if there are personnel sacrifices to follow! Mobilize all our hidden contacts here! Yes, boss! The six swiftly left. Lina rushed back to her suites bedroom, her slim yet substantial body leaning over the bedside. She took a palm-sized screen and a button-sized host, turned on the screen, and quickly tapped the code. Soon, the ant-nest like complex three-dimensional map of Cole Port filled the entire screen. Lina quickly input a few commands, and a pale green cursor appeared at the location of Cole Port Prison. As the map zoomed in, Lina soon noticed that the cursor had already reached the edge of the prison, quickly crossing the prisons boundary line. He was out! Hanton had almost effortlessly left the prison! How did he do that? Lina immediately grabbed a communication device. She couldnt let Hanton escape her control. Woohoo! A hovering pickup truck emitting blue light sped forward along the empty metallic street. In the passenger seat, Kolev, wearing black leather pants and a jacket with a black bandana wrapped around his head, had a wrinkled face full of excitement, letting out strange cries continuously. At the drivers seat was Yang Ming, figuring out how to drive a hover vehicle, frowning at the old man. He was a bit worried about the old pirates mental state, as well as his cardiovascular capacity. The two had come to respect each other. During the takeover of the prison, Yang Ming had displayed a small part of his individual strength, while Kolev had shown his excellent pirate business skills and his ability to incite and organize prisoners. Now the battlefield was left to the overly excited prisoners. They had discreetly changed into relatively normal attire, and using the pickup truck equipped in the prison kitchen, they successfully slipped out. This was also part of Kolevs plan. The hover pickup had a biometric device, but Kolev easily hacked into its system. We should have some music! Kolev fiddled with the central control panel, laughing: This is just great! We actually managed to take over that prison, Vice-Captain Hanton! With your strength and my brains, we could become the most powerful pirates in the Milky Way! Oh, why am I already old! Its not fair! The old man suddenly became sad. Yang Ming chuckled: I didnt come to this world to be a pirate, Deputy Kolev. Oh? Do you have a dream? A dream ? Two paths emerged in Yang Mings heart, one leading to the unknown Mink Port, the other to the known city of Intelligent Mechanic Dusk. I want a ship that can jump, to set sail alone and explore the mysteries of the universe and the boundaries of the galaxy. Cool! Kolev shrugged. But isnt that just being a pirate? I dont want to plunder the weak. Were all about robbing the rich and not the poor, Kolev vaguely explained, Of course, there are some exceptions now and then, its unavoidableyou knowthis line of work has many real scoundrels without a sense of awe. Yang Ming smiled without speaking. Just after merging into the traffic, a large number of police cars descended from the sky, blocking all routes from the prison direction. Watching the police cars with flashing orange lights in the rearview mirror, Yang Ming controlled the speed and followed the traffic into a safer area. How long until your people arrive? Yang Ming asked. Theyve completed their jump, but the nearest jump point is still some distance from Cole Port, probably about an hour left. We can meet them halfway. Kolev looked at his watch projecting a 3D screen, saying with pride: Looks like these guys do care about this old buzzard. Perhaps theyll arrive at the predetermined airspace before us, and until then, things will keep boiling over at the prison. Dont worry, the Peace Guard doesnt have much combat strength, and the Human Council wont allow indiscriminate use of heavy firepower. What we need to do now is get a sightseeing spaceship. Do all old people ramble like this? Yang Ming asked, Do they have a port entry permit? Were star pirates! Pirates, my dear Deputy! Kolev laughed exaggeratedly, Of course well leave like pirates! Yang Ming was about to ask more when his eyelids twitched slightly, and he abruptly turned to look to the side. A hover car slammed directly into them as if out of control! His enhanced nerve reaction speed came in handy again. Almost instantly, Yang Ming completed a series of operations, navigating the slightly unresponsive pickup through gaps in the traffic. Chaos ensued behind them, and alarms sounded immediately throughout the area, with drones patrolling nearby quickly arriving. Several hover cars rushed in from both sides, seeming to want to surround and force Yang Ming to stop. Oh, oh! Kolev grinned, revealing several yellow teeth. Looking for you? Fasten your seatbelt. Yang Ming calmly pushed the gear to the top, both hands on the steering wheel. A hover car, after all, was still a car. And he was a holder of a C1 manual license! Yang Ming gripped the rectangular steering wheel firmly, floored the pedal, and the hover vehicle even performed two aerial flips, shooting straight into the high-speed lane. Due to dangerous driving, fleets of police drones came speeding, blaring ear-piercing sirens. In front and back, a dozen different-brand hover cars targeted the pickup, trying to force it out of the fast lane. It was a perilous situation. Yang Ming was wary of using too much force and ripping off the steering wheel. His breathing grew somewhat hurried. Kolev was laughing heartily, clearly at his excitement peak, but didnt forget to manipulate the two networked terminals on hand, constantly searching for the drones signal frequency. Half an hour later. The battered pickup hovered on a shadowy metallic bridge. Moments before, Yang Ming had carried Kolev on his shoulders, sped through the dark alleys near Cole Ports red-light district, and soon lost the following group of men and women, likely from some nations intelligence organization. And now, the two of them were crouched behind a trash bin, warily observing their surroundings. They stick like glue! Kolev complained. I might have a tracker on me, Yang Ming said softly, something I swallowed. He recalled the medicine Lina had given him. Kolev frowned, Oh, Deputy, you should have said earlier; I need to get you an aluminum isolation suit or a signal jammer. Yang Ming looked around the narrow, cramped alley and the men and women leaning against the street. In the human rights-respecting Cole Port, prostitution was legal and unrestricted by gender. They were silent for a while, almost speaking at once. Yang Ming: Follow my lead next. Kolev: Next, youll have to follow mine, young Deputy. It seems, Yang Ming was a bit exasperated, we still cant persuade each other. Your combat ability lets you be unrivaled in the prison, but whats next relies on the ship, relies here. The old man tapped his head, smiling smugly: For the starry sky, youre still a rookie; you need to keep learning, Hanton. Yang Ming was silent for a moment. Kolev was squinting with a smile, unconcerned about Yang Ming refusing, as the initiative was now with this great pirate who also understood this powerful transformed persons desires Hanton? A soft voice suddenly called. Yang Ming immediately reached for the laser pistol in his coat, while Kolev quickly hid behind Yang Ming, alertly looking in the direction of the voice. At the front alleys entrance, a beautiful woman with her hair simply tied back peeked over, surprise all over her palm-sized delicate face. It was Doctor Lina. Hanton, youre here! I heard there was a riot at the prison and was going to check it out! Thank God, quickly, come with me! Kolev immediately tugged at Yang Mings arm, cautioning him to be careful. Yang Ming, however, turned around and grasped Kolevs wrist, leaping up eagerly. Vice-Captain Hanton, who is she? Kolev asked warily. Yang Ming chuckled, The spy who put a tracking device in me; shell get us out! Dont worry, Deputy Kolev. At the sound of these two conversing openly, Lina was clearly taken aback. Shewas exposed? ` Chapter 27 - Chapter 27: 019 Beauty and Headbutt Chapter 27: 019 Beauty and Headbutt On the high-end hovercar slowly heading towards Space Port No. 2. Lina, a top Intelligence Officer from the Guel Alliance, was pondering a question that she could somewhat not comprehend. Does genetic modification also modify the brain? When had Hanton become so intelligent? Lina had been undercover on Kigrovs ship for nine months, observing various senior crewmembers. Third Officer Hanton was a genuine Empire serviceman, indoctrinated since childhood by the Sherman Empires brainwashing education. Simply put, he was a dull yet upright Empire serviceman. But now, Hanton had actually seen through her real identity during the two monitoring visits! He even detected that she had mixed a nano-tracking device in the gene stabilization solution! In the past few minutes, while Hanton and this notorious old pirate were continuously squabbling, Lina felt that Hantons personality, insight, and manner of speaking were completely different from the Empire serviceman she knew. Kigrovs genetic modifications were too unbelievable. Regrettably, that research ship had already been annihilated by antimatter. Because of this, Lina felt she must get Hanton, by any means necessary! Lina looked down at the small vest binding her hands and turned to look at Hanton, who was nimbly changing clothes, revealing a charming smile, as if she were not in captivity. Hanton Dont worry, Doctor, you saved me once, I wont really hurt you. Yang Ming was arranging his deep blue maintenance uniform, donning a matching cap. Is Doctor Lina from the Guel Alliance or the Free Federation? Why cant it be the New Federation? Lina asked with a smile. Because the people from the New Federation want to get rid of me, Yang Ming laughed, They dont want me to speak again at court; they want to confirm Professor Kigrovs guilt and then condemn the Sherman Empire. For this, they plan to lure me into escaping prison to eliminate me. Lina suddenly realized, So you started a revolt? It was my first officer! Yang Ming patted the shoulder of the small old man in the front seat: This loyal old buddy of mine started the revolt, easily persuading a group of prisoners to overlook the fact that the prison had no heavy firepower. Oh, Hanton, Kolev patiently persuaded, I will give you this respect in front of your woman, but we must still clear up our relationship; a ship can only have one captain! Yang Ming laughed, Are you challenging me to a duel? Damn, who wants to duel with a monstrous warrior like you! Oh right, we could compare intellects. Yang Ming no longer entertained the old man but instead focused on Linas heaving, snowy chest. I have no secrets from you, yet I do not know you, Yang Ming spoke very gently, This seems somewhat unfair. Come back with me, Hanton, I can ensure your safety and a stable and cozy environment. I will fulfill any of your requests. Lina made herself appear as sincere as possible: Voluntarily revealing ones identity is the most unprofessional conduct in our line of work. Yes, my name is fake, my identity is fake, but my desire to help you is real. Hanton, our connection is not just about life and death; we can understand each other. Only I can understand you. The driver, Kolev, could not help but interject, Obviously, Hanton, I can too. Help me? Yang Ming relaxed back into the seat, Are you after my handsome charm, or my lasting impressiveness? Linas smile stiffened slightly, Hanton, your words are somewhat crude you were not like this before Yes, Yang Ming cocked his mouth slightly, Ever since the Empire decided to abandon me, letting me spend twenty years in prison, I realized my past life was simply awful. We should live for ourselves, we only can live for ourselves, right? Lina gently bit her lip. She had to admit, the current Hanton was more charismatic. Well reach the port in five minutes, Kolev laughed, you two still have time for one or two deep exchanges. Enough, Kolev, Yang Ming cursed, hurry up and find a small spacecraft! Kolev laughed heartily, switched the hovercar to autopilot, and then grabbed a block of glass obtained from Chief Gulipa, hunching over it to get busy. Hanton, Linas voice became exceedingly gentle, I will never forget that you saved me. We encouraged and supported each other on that small ship, we had a brief yet warm time together, Hanton Doctor, Yang Ming frowned at her. Lina knew where her advantage lay, and at this moment unabashedly fixated her eyes on Yang Ming, her gaze brimming with undisguised longing, gradually moving closer to him. Yang Ming did not refuse, bowing his head to savor this moments kiss. The old man in the drivers seat slid down his body to avoid disturbing the young couple. Who hasnt been young? Just as Kolev was considering whether to slow down the speed or find a place to stop, he heard murmurs coming from the back seat. Hanton, can you stay? Just for me Do you know self-treatment for concussions, Lina? Huh? What? Bang! Kolev couldnt help but widen his eyes. Amid the crisp sound of impact, the beauty with bound hands rolled her eyes and fell backwards, her forehead immediately showing a bloody mark; while the perpetrator, at this moment, was placing his finger on the beautys neck, seemingly confirming whether she was still alive. Oh! Hanton! Kolev whispered lowly, Youre too rough! Yang Ming smiled calmly. Lina and her high-end hovercar were parked in a multi-story parking garage. When Yang Ming left, he considerately left two slits open in the car window for ventilation, even though he knew her accomplices would probably come looking for her soon. Kolev swiped his finger on the glass panel he held, and an onsite sightseeing car drove up to them. It took them straight to the hangar. Kolev acted every bit the part of a small-time maintenance team leader. On the old mans face, Yang Ming saw no signs of nervousness, only confidence and composure. Dont avoid anyones gaze, Hanton, Kolev whispered. The fake identities weve assumed are already in their system, and theres a high turnover of people at this type of port. Were just two dockworkers attached to the ship, and with the ongoing riot out there, they wont be capable of checking, so no one will question our identities. Yang Ming nodded subtly. Most of the port workers they encountered gave them friendly smiles, and the hangar, filled with numerous tugboats and maintenance ships, was lax in its security. Indeed, the civilian port was nothing like the fortified military ports from Hantons memory, which were guarded at every turn. Taking advantage of a few port guards chatting at the gate, Kolev and Yang Ming had already picked out an expensive maintenance craft, hacked into its system, started the hover mode, and nonchalantly passed by these few guards. A guard looked up, and Kolev flashed a friendly smile, flicking his index and middle fingers beside the corner of his brow, giving the guard a suggestive wink. Take care! shouted the guard. Yang Ming sported a weird expression. How many spaceships had this old man stolen in his lifetime? He was just too skilled! If Kolev hadnt become a pirate, he could have easily been a high-level programmer with a handsome salary. Kolev hummed an indistinct tune, and under Yang Mings gaze, expertly activated panel after panel, illuminating symbols that Yang Ming could not understand. The spaceship surged steadily towards the exit tunnel of the Space Port. Cole Port could be simply divided into two partsmain and peripheral. The periphery of Cole Port was essentially a series of deep-space stations responsible for maintaining and supplying ships that didnt dock. The main part was enveloped in a protective shield, creating a stable ecological environment simulated after a planet. The energy shield surrounding the main body of Cole Port couldnt be opened or closed at will. To facilitate civilian travel, the civilian spaceport was also located within the protective shield. Ships had to pass through a series of segmented tunnels, like ship locks, to leave the simulated atmosphere. The maintenance craft left the simulated gravity zone, and Yang Ming enjoyed the bizarre sensation of his buttocks barely lifting from the seat. It was an experience impossible to replicate with the usual holographic gaming devices. Were lucky not to have to queue this time, chuckled Kolev. However, our ship has no leave permit; the moment we exit this tunnel, it will trigger an alarm, so please fasten your seatbelt. Kolevs smile gradually faded, and his eyes narrowed into a straight line. The maintenance craft started accelerating. Layer upon layer of light film in the tunnel opened and closed continuously; the command tower had noticed this unscheduled vessel. Sizzle. The noise of electromagnetic interference accompanied the voice of command: Maintenance Craft B435AZyou dont have a flight plan scheduled are you mistaken? Kolev replied calmly, We just got a last-minute notification that we need to perform a checkup on a merchant ship. Is there a problem with the coordination? Oh, let me checkno background messagestrange, whats happening here? Anyway, you need to come back, this isnt following regulations. Regulations? Kolevs facial wrinkles trembled slightly, and his hands shoved the control levers fiercely. The maintenance ships rear thrusters blasted out long flames, making the craft surge forward at full speed. Kolev shouted, I am the regulation! B435AZ, what are you doing! My God! You dont have leave permission! Remote control! Remote control it! The backdoor for remote control has been closed! Were in trouble now! Whoosh! Accompanied by the chaotic noise from the intercom, the small maintenance craft burst out of the tunnel and shot into the deep starry sky. Alarms blasted painfully in the port. Outside patrol drones simultaneously turned direction, locking onto the maintenance craft and speeding to pursue. Kolev quickly set a coordinate and let the spaceship continue at full speed, pushing the long floating rudder towards Yang Ming. Drive it like you used to race cars. Ill handle the interference with these drones! Yang Ming nodded, somewhat apprehensively. After all, the driving interface in games never had so many buttons. Pushing forward is acceleration, right? Yang Ming asked. Oh, are you serious? Kolev looked at him incredulously. Yang Ming grimaced and pushed the control stick to its maximum range, suddenly unleashing a strong sensation of being pushed back. His intuition was indeed impressive. Outside the metallic kingdom of Cole Port, a small six-meter-long craft sped furiously, followed by a swarm of drones flashing their police lights. This outer space chase scene was imprinted onto a telescope lens. Behind the miniature projection screen connected to the telescope, Lina, covering the swollen area on her forehead and fighting the urge to vomit, clenched her teeth in frustration. She definitely had a concussion! She was now barely maintaining consciousness with medications and would need to take a leave for months for recovery! Boss! came a report from outside the car. Our two escort ships will soon reach the designated airspace! Have them lock onto that craft and capture them by all means possible! Linas voice grew louder, dizzy and nauseous for a moment, she couldnt help but mutter bitterly and furiously: Damn Hanton! Once I catch him, Im going to smash his head against the wall a hundred times! Chapter 28 - Chapter 28: 020 Frigate Number Three Chapter 28: 020 Frigate Number Three Woo-hoo! We shook them off! Kolev shouted excitedly, turning his head to look at the empty Star Domain behind them, his face brimming with pride. Those dozen or so drones started to circle and dance like headless flies. Yang Ming also breathed a sigh of relief. The sense of crisis that came with space travel could not be overcome by mere physical strength; just now, those dozen drones had activated their targeting systems and fired a volley of laser cannons at them. Their maintenance ship didnt have any energy shields, so dodging that barrage was all down to Yang Mings somewhat erratic piloting. Microgravity, playing around, imagination is the limit in the boundless sky. Kolev took over the square steering handle, and the ship sped towards the predetermined coordinates. Relax, Hanton, First Officer! Weve made it through the rough patch. In a few more minutes, youll see my beautiful, adorable daughter! Oh, but dont you get any ideas about herthis old man wont go easy on you. The more Kolev spoke, the less confident he sounded. The image of this guy here getting a wet kiss and then knocking the girl unconscious kept replaying in Kolevs mind. Kolev turned his head and looked at Yang Ming warily: You wont seduce her, will you? I need a straight answer. Of course not, Yang Ming spread his hands wide, Im a respectable man, I swear on the honor of the Empire. Kolev nodded, then felt something was not quite right. Yang Ming wasnt really interested in romantic affairs at the moment. Survival was the primary need. Kolev gave Yang Ming a few more suspicious glances: Ill take your word for it, my dear First Officer. With your physique and those shifty eyes, youre bound to be a hit with the ladies, but believe me, being a pirate isnt synonymous with promiscuity. Im rather conservative when it comes to my daughters upbringing. Yang Ming shrugged: I promise not to look at her too much, First Officer Kolev. Were partners, shes like my niece, and Id have to be less than human to lay a hand on my own niece. Oh, forgive me, Kolev laughed, Its just a fathers concern. Although I know shell need to find a partner someday, I just cant bear to let her go. She has the disposition to rely on the strong. Kolev, how long have you been at Cole Port Prison? Four years, about, Kolev shook his head, Although I was sort of detained on purpose. Its complicated. There was chaos at the time, and the Peace Guard showed up suddenly while we were purchasing some equipment Kolev stopped talking, a thoughtful look in his eyes. Yang Ming didnt push any further. A faint light appeared in the space ahead. They were like sailing on a sea that lacked substance, and that dim light was the beacon guiding their way. Look at that! Kolev laughed: The youngsters have noticed us. Lets wait and see if they can get in touch. Its also a test, you know. When were going to rob a merchant ship, the first thing we do is hack into their systems. Yang Ming could see the unconcealed pride and satisfaction on the old mans face. So, they waited two minutes as the small maintenance ship moved closer to the blinking lights. Oh, Kolevs face darkened, Whats so hard about it? Ive modified every ship myselfjust have to press a few buttons, in order, press a few buttons! Damn! Theyre dragging their feet! Szzzz A faint electromagnetic interference noise came from the ships control panel. Um, ahem, a sweet female voice suddenly came through, This is a New Federation investigation ship. We will conduct a security inspection of your vessel. Give me a break! Kolev cursed, Youre mighty efficient with your actions! Dad? The sweet voice was filled with surprise: Dad! Is that really you? Put down the Main Cannon, stop it! Dont target my dad! Dad, you actually really escaped! Noise from the other side included a mix of male and female voices, all rather mixed and seemingly not very young. Oh! Its Captain Kolev! I knew it! He would come back! No peaceful prison could hold him! Hahaha! I can finally have a drink in peace tonight! Yang Ming muttered: Kolev, can I ask you something? Of course. How old is your daughter now? Shes twenty, or twenty-one by the universal Galactic age system. So, that means when you were caught, er, willingly went to prison, your daughter was sixteen or seventeen? Yang Ming looked somewhat shocked. Yes, Kolev laughed, I know what youre worried about, but rest assured, my daughter is a true pirate. No one is more professional than her, no one! The radio brought his daughters somewhat hesitant voice: Dad, I may not be as outstanding as you think, I Who was just speaking? Kolev: My First Officer. Yang Ming: His captain. Kolev chuckled, This is my new partner, we havent decided yet who will lead the other. But rest assured, my daughter. Since Ive already given you the Black Dragon Pirate Group, I wont undermine your authority. I will become your most reliable consultant and will recruit new crew members in an unfamiliar Star Domain. Dad, lets talk when youre back, his daughters voice sounded somewhat guilty, I need to report some things to you, continue forward, Ill open the tail hatch for you. Kolev exchanged a glance with Yang Ming, both men smiling at the same time. Kolevs daughter indeed had a sweet voice. But he wasnt a simpleton like Hanton, how could Yang Ming let something as trivial as carnal matters affect his relationship with Kolev? Yang Ming tapped the small microphone on the screen in front of him to make it adhere to a red circle, so that Kolevs daughter couldnt hear their conversation temporarily. Uh, Kolev, could you get the genetic stabilization drug? Yang Ming asked. Kolev laughed with a tsk, Of course, in a pirate group there are always one or two warriors who use genetic modification to enhance themselves, or fit themselves with mechanical prosthetics to increase their combat effectiveness. One of my old friends turned himself into a mechanical octopus, with eight mechanical arms extending from his back, directly connected to his central nervous system. He can easily overpower strong corporate guards, such warriors are usually the aces of a pirate group Youre my ace too, First Mate Hanton, so dont worry about these little things. Kolev, my career plan is to be your captain. Yang Ming corrected him, then added: I need to change the gene stabilization drug sooner, this bottle has a tracking device. Dont worry too much about that, Kolev said, Nano-level tracking devices are of two types, active signal emission and passive reception, both have range limitations, the universe is boundless, after we make the jump, no one will find you. Youre very learned, Kolev. Just the basic literacy of a pirate. What did you do before becoming a pirate? Yang Ming leaned back in his chair to rest with his eyes closed, casually asking. Kolev sighed, A high-class locksmith. Then why did you become a pirate? One should pay attention to the atmosphere when inquiring about someones story, Hanton, Kolev gazed ahead at the starry sea, his murky old eyes filled with memories, If given the choice, who would want to be a wanted criminal Yang Ming watched the approaching pirate ship. It looked somewhat old and was covered in scars, like a wind-sailing ship from the last century suddenly seen during the era of steel battleships. The hundred-meter-long hull, the rudely stacked weaponry, all indicating its mediocre fighting capability. In about one or two minutes, they would complete docking. Kolev controlled the maintenance boat to continue decelerating, slowly narrating: When I was young, I too had the grandiose ideal of contributing a glimmer to my civilization, but ideals are just ideals. Greed, addiction, promiscuity, people around me were pursuing lowly pleasures, stripping away the pretenses of civilization to reveal their beastly nature, my first wife betrayed me like that Kolev! Yang Mings expression suddenly tensed up, his gaze fixed on the starboard side. Kolev: That day when I returned home, I came back early specifically to celebrate our first wedding anniversary, and I heard noises from the kitchen, those bestial grunts that I can never forget. Oh, I gave her everything I could, my wages, my credit, my circle of friends Kolev, you have to come here and see! Yang Mings voice was even more urgent. But Kolev was trapped in his painful memories, unable to extricate himself. Do you know what I saw? Oh, those two women, my first wife and my neighbor, clinging together like wild dogs. My wife betrayed me like that. I never thought that my first encounter with someone high on drugs would be with my unclothed wife and neighbor. At that moment, my na?ve world collapsed, do you understand Hanton, at that time I Oh, whats this? Yang Ming raised his hand to his forehead. Outside the right hull window, faint ripples appeared in space as if the void was brewing a visible tsunami. This was not a normal physical phenomenon. Jump traces! Those are short-range directional jump ripples! Kolev shouted out. No sooner had he spoken than the layers of ripples suddenly vanished, and a two-hundred-meter long silver-white battleship appeared silently in space. The subspace film wrapped around its sleek hull rapidly dissipated, and an exaggeratedly large high-energy ray Main Cannon aimed straight at the nearby pirate ship. Its a military ship! Thats a Firepower Ship of the Guel Alliance! Kolevs face turned instantly pale. Damn it, how can there be a military ship here? We cant outrun its Main Cannon range, oh! Heaven! You guys get away from there! Dad! Hurry up with your movements! His daughters voice came in panic, To think theres a military ambush here! Calm down, Kolev, theres a high chance Im the one who brought this upon you. Yang Ming pulled the square rudder over, his hands gripping tightly. But Kolev, since Ive made it out, I refuse to fall into their hands. I dont want to be locked in those transparent containers, immersed in unidentified nutrient fluids, spending the rest of my life with my own excrement. We must escape! And we will escape! This is insane Hanton, Kolev said in a low voice, We cant confront a regular armys ship, even if its just a two-hundred-meter class guard ship, thats not The old mans words stopped, he adjusted his breathing several times, turned his head to look at the cannon which seemed as though it had reached their necks, and the pirate ship that was locked in the military ships Main Cannon. Im old, Kolev said, but I havent lost the courage to challenge the strong. From now on, Ill follow your lead, Temporary Captain Hanton. Alright, Temporary First Mate Kolev! Accelerate! Chapter 29 - Chapter 29: 021 Jump! Jump! Chapter 29: 021 Jump! Jump! Yang Ming stared intently at the pirate ship directly ahead. He slightly adjusted the square rudder, pushing it to a slightly larger positionhe had to shorten the final few minutes of this voyage as much as possible. Yang Ming muttered quickly, Have your daughter prepare for the jump in advance. We need to burst in the moment before the jump completes, otherwise theres no need to drag them into this. Make sure we receive their surrender signal and establish communication. Ill try to hold them off. Kolev immediately began to look down and operate, reconnecting to his pirate ship via an encrypted channel. The old mans voice regained its calmness. Mimili, Im remotely controlling the ship now. A military ship has appeared; dont worry, they wont fire easily. Remember our old trick? Mimili? Which Mimili? His daughters name is Mimili? Yang Ming was suddenly shocked, but he couldnt afford to be distracted at this moment. Okay, Dad! Im not worried, Im actually quite excited! Mimilis voice trembled slightly. Give me authorization Yes, thats it. A three-dimensional projection appeared on the cube glass in Kolevs hands, depicting the hull of the pirate ship ahead. Sizzlethat was the sound of electromagnetic interference. A familiar female voice emerged from the maintenance ships central console. It was Lina! Hanton, I can forgive your impudence, but now you must come back with me, or Id rather destroy you. Is that so, Lina? Yang Ming turned his head to look toward the starboard side, pushing the square rudder forward once more; the intense pushback thrilled him slightly. I apologize for our intense physical clashes just now, but Lina, both of us know how miserable it would be if I went back with you. I just learned a phrase, Lina. Yang Ming gazed up at the pirate ship ahead. Above the pirate ship, on the left and right wings, and on the front deck, a deep blue halo appeared simultaneously, slowly covering the entire pirate ship in a thin film. Typically, such colored film indicated a low-level protective energy shield. It seemed the pirates were ready for battle. But when Yang Ming turned his head to look at Kolev, he saw a growing excitement in Kolevs eyes. Although Yang Ming didnt know the specifics, he understoodthe pirate ships protective shield was something significant. He now had to do his utmost to preserve this ship. Dont make me hate you, Lina. Dont harm the new friends I just met. Hanton, this pirate ship wont withstand a single strike from our main cannon. That level of protective shield is like a piece of paper, Lina said, You have no escape, Hanton. Didnt you just learn a phrase? We can talk face-to-face, and Ill hold your hand, forgiving your previous rashness. Yang Ming pondered for a moment. He saw the excitement in Kolevs eyes. With a hint from Kolevs gaze, Yang Ming steered the maintenance ship steadily, slowly turning it sideways to align with the gap opening in the rear of the pirate ship. The deep blue light film flowed towards the rear like water. Lina, I can come back with you. Yang Ming spoke, But I need to help my old friend leave. Catching these space pirates means nothing to you, does it, Lina? Of course, Lina said softly, Ill let them go. This is an official promise. Now, please stop your maintenance craft and have the pirate ship disable its protective shield. Yang Ming adjusted the position of the small craft, his eyes filled with deep blue light. Only a little more than a hundred meters remained until the rear, but the maintenance ship had to slow down to avoid hitting the hull. Kolev kept twirling the glass panel in his hands. He calculated, ensuring the blue films spreading speed perfectly matched the forward sliding speed of the maintenance craft. Thirty meters. The outer hatch of the rear compartment on the pirate ship began to close in advance. Kolev signaled Yang Ming to move forward, and Yang Ming gently pushed the operating lever. A terrible silence fell inside the small craft. Yang Ming felt as though he could hear someones heartbeat. Hanton, Lina said, we will send a landing craft to take control of this pirate ship, but rest assured, as long as you cooperate, we wont harm them. Let them conserve some energy, this protective shield is utterly pointless. Is that so, Lina? Yang Ming murmured softly, Your lips are very sweet. I hope that wasnt our last intimate encounter. Lina seemed a bit embarrassed but quickly responded with gentle words, We can have a long time alone together, we wont disappoint each other, right, Hanton? Yes, Lina, I like kissing you. The maintenance craft slid into the gap of the rear compartment. The deep blue light film quietly sealed two seconds later. The outer hatch of the rear compartment closed five seconds later. Due to its slightly high speed, the maintenance ship was pressed by Yang Ming using the square rudder against the thickened deck of the rear compartment, causing sparks to fly as it scraped against the hull. Suddenly! Buzz The light around the pirate ship slightly distorted; a lens effect caused arc-shaped starlight to appear around its exterior! Thats subspace coating! In the bridge of the Side Guard Three vessel, several officers stared at the scene in front of them, immediately shouting at Lina on the side projection screen: Thats not a protective shield, its a jump coating! Theyve activated subspace! Damn, how did they do that, mimicking the energy fluctuations of a protective shield! What? Lina was somewhat taken aback. Stop them! Side Cannon Three is fully charged! Side Cannon Four is fully charged! Commander, can we shoot them down? Please make a decision! The enemy will initiate the jump in twenty-five seconds. Shock quickly vanished from Linas eyes. Her image appeared on the bridge projection screen of Side Guard Three; And the projection screen in front of Lina split into two parts, one locked onto the pirate ship with Yang Ming, the other showing the inside of the bridge. Twenty seconds! The technician turned his head and yelled. Voices on the bridge became chaotic, then quickly fell silent as everyones eyes converged on Linas projection. In the back seat of the hovercar, Lina was already clutching her hands tightly. Fifteen-second countdown! The enemy is about to open the jump channel! Captain! Lina, do you still want to hear that phrase? Yang Mings voice suddenly rose, but the subspace membrane had disrupted the communication, making his deliberately slowed voice sound a bit deep and hoarse: A beast that has tasted freedom cannot willingly walk into its own grave. Captain! Lina was almost breathless; several thoughts flashed through her mind rapidly. Kigrovs technology, the sole significant result of the Valkyrie Plan, her own nine months of undercover accomplishments And yet, her mind was filled with the image of that kiss with the transformed man The enemy has opened the channel! On the screen, the nearly disintegrating pirate ship flickered slightly. Attack! Lina immediately shouted. Side Guard Threes side cannons fired deep purple rays. The pirate ship flickered suddenly! The purple rays skimmed past the pirate ship but only hit a slight shimmer of light. The starry space in front of them returned to normal, and the lens effect on the edge of the subspace disappeared. Lina slumped into her seat, feeling waves of dizziness assault her once again, her irregular breathing moving her chest. In that moment, Lina thought of the Kigrov that Hanton had spoken of. Yes, she too felt hesitation and timidity. Just like Kigrov facing the Valkyrie. Can you pinpoint their landing site? Lina asked in a trembling voice. Unable to track for now, its a long-distance jump. Pirates always have some jump points we dont know about, the captain of Side Guard Three said, Cole Port Peace Guard has sent us an inquiry. Our ship has appeared in a restricted zoneyou shouldnt have hesitated, Lina, level one intelligence officer. I will recount the whole process honestly to your superiors. Um, I know. Thanks for your cooperation. Lina nodded calmly and didnt say much else. After intense vibrations often came severe gasping. Yang Ming was relatively fine; during the dozen seconds of the jump, he barely felt a faint tearing sensation. The pirate ships jump experience was nothing compared to the comfortable Human Council survey ship. But Yang Ming turned to see Kolev and was startled. The old man was gasping heavily, his eyes bloodshot and face turning dark, his body trembling continuously. Yang Ming immediately realized something and placed his palm on the old mans chest, gently patting it, causing the old man to start vomiting violently. Soon after, Kolev slumped into the seat, and Yang Ming turned on this maintenance boats air purification system. Indeed, the air of freedom was filled with the stench of vomit. The tail cabin began slowly pressurizing, the air outside still very thin. Yang Ming didnt dare venture out hastily and started examining the overly spacious tail cabin. The old man beside him swore a few interspace curses, then burst into loud laughter. We survived! Haha! Hanton! Yang Ming squinted smilingly. The feeling of escaping death was quite pleasant. Relax, were temporarily safe, Kolev collapsed in the drivers seat, Why were you so sure your darling Lina would hesitate? Frontline intelligence officers like her are strictly trained personnel. If I cant have it, then no one canthats always been their principle. Yang Ming carefreely said, Thats confidence in my kissing skills. Cut it out! Kolev rolled his eyes. Yang Mings eyebrows twitched slightly: Was everything you said earlier true? About your first wife and her lesbian best friend? Oh, Kolev looked regretful, I always talk too much when Im old, and I cant believe I told you everything! Yes, but worry not, I was still kind at the time. What happened after? I left that city. After taking them to the hospital and contacting the local police, I intended to return to my homelanda livable Resource Star full of Dunes, I needed a place to lick my wounds. Kolev sighed, But on my way back, I encountered pirates and became their captive. Because of my advanced technician certification, they took me back to work as a technical worker, and step by step, I became a professional pirate. Yang Ming nodded. What about your story? Kolev asked, Deputy Hanton, we are friends now. Its your turn to share. Yang Ming pointed to a cabin door that was opening nearby. Kolev chuckled, Hurry up, or I wont let you off easily. Its my territory now! I am an officer from the Sherman Empire. Yang Ming took an interested look at the few elderly people who came running toward them, appearing about the same age as Kolev. That made sense; after all, Kolev was an old pirate, his pirate group having a few elderly members was quite normal. Yang Ming continued, I previously worked on a vile genetic modification research ship, responsible for firefighting. Later, an accident occurred. The research ship exploded due to the rebellion of the Transformed Bodies, and I barely escaped. I underwent basic enhancement modifications and could suppress those half-finished transformed people when necessary. Several middle-aged men and women appeared behind those elderly individuals, their expressions filled with respect. What happened next? Kolev unbuckled his seatbelt and started operating the maintenance boats scissor door. Yang Mings eyes suddenly sparkled. He saw the young girl rushing out, her beautiful face and hot figure drawing out a knowing smile on his face. But as the features of the girl overlapped with scenes from his memory, Yang Mings expression gradually turned into surprise and disbelief. He recognized this beautiful face! He had seen her more than once in Abyss. Praise the Ancient Gods Kolevs daughter was actually this Mimili! Chapter 30 - Chapter 30: 022 Mimili Chapter 30: 022 Mimili Hey! Kolev shouted angrily, You are staring blankly! You scoundrel! Her father is still here! Your daughter is called Mimili? I didnt realize it just now. Yang Ming murmured with shining eyes. The old man lunged forward and grabbed Yang Ming by the neck, Dont you dare think those dirty thoughts about her! Yang Ming allowed Kolev to hold his neck, the other man not exerting much force, or perhaps he exerted force but Yang Ming couldnt feel it at all. A wise gentleman naturally should not stare too intently at a lady. Yang Ming calmly withdrew his gaze, and only then did Kolev let go, raising his eyebrows triumphantly and jumping down with a laugh. Yang Ming continued to unabashedly admire the beauty. Mimilis wine-red hair seemed as if it had just been soaked in red wine, her skin fragile as if the Creators finest gift to mankind, especially her delicate face on her swan-like neck, the clever arrangement of her features surely delighting her birth mother. Her flawless forehead, slightly sunken eye sockets combined with a gently rising nose bridge gave a subtle sense of three-dimensionality; those gem-like light-colored eyes seemed always to be whispering to people. And her tall figure, perfectly showcased by an outfit of dungarees, a shirt, and knee-high boots. Kolev opened his arms. Mimili, several centimeters taller than him, ran to her father with a laugh, hugging him tightly, screaming excitedly. Screaming was more fitting for a pirate than crying. Yang Ming, hands tucked in the pockets of his repair suit, leaned against the front of the maintenance boat, soaking in the warmth of the father-daughter reunion, while also taking the opportunity to catch a few more glimpses of Mimilis captivating figure. She really is a beauty. Whats more precious is her youthful vigor that radiated from within, not artificially maintained on her face through various means. However, more than Mimilis beauty and vitality, Yang Ming was clearly more concerned about her other identity. More specifically, the identity Mimili possessed thirty Galaxy Years later, in Abyss. She was one of the most notorious antagonist characters among players in the 60~70 level range. Her beauty and fiery figure had secured her a spot in the top twenty of the characters players most wanted to date for two consecutive years. The Black Wind Pirate Group she led, with dozens of large and small combat ships, brazenly based in a small country, was one of the few legendary pirate groups in history capable of directly challenging and retreating unscathed from major nations regular armies. Mimili herself was consistently among the top ten on players bounty lists for years, a prime target for major military forces in the 60~70 stage; anybody whose mecha or combat ship landed a hit could become a millionaire overnight. But Mimili survived. Not only did she manage to escape several dangerous situations amid the relentless pursuit of player armies, causing heavy damage to their ranks and bringing several large corporations to the brink of bankruptcy; she also began campaigning for presidency in a medium-sized Galaxy state, receiving political asylum. Proud as a queen, yet with the ruthlessness of pirates; She was like a beautiful venomous snake, also like a rose with thorns, never once submissively getting cozy for any man. Yes, Yang Ming was completely certain, this young and beautiful girl before him was the future pirate queen! Star Widow, Mimili! Uh, hold on. Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He truly loved this girls face and figure; But this nickname was it perhaps too demanding for her other half? And moreover, the pirate queen whose sexy photo shoots I used to collect, was actually an old lady in her fifties? Yang Mings expression became indescribable. Kolev only briefly embraced Mimili, then turned his attention to a few old people nearby. Oh, you guys are here! My old buddies! These old folks, hair graying but still sturdy, moved forward and hugged Kolev one by one, with two old grandmothers even tearing up, visibly emotional. Kolev looked behind and greeted the middle-aged men and women with a smile, then he frowned deeply. Where are the others? Kolev asked, Kimo, Guka, Ferina, Emily Oh, are they on other ships? There are no other ships, Dad. Mimili bit her lip, slightly at a loss and unable to meet Kolevs gaze directly. We were expelled by Kimo Im sorry, Dad, I lost your Black Dragon Pirate Group Kolevs expression darkened like still waters. The outer cabin quieted down. A few old people tried to explain something to help Mimili, but Kolevs reputation made them too scared to speak. No one knew what the old pirate Kolev thought about in the silent thirty seconds; he turned around, walked up to Mimili, and slapped his beautiful daughter sharply across the face. Slap! Yang Ming raised an eyebrow. Mimilis eyes brimmed with tears, her lips tightly pursed, her hands behind her back, saying nothing. As your captain, Kolev growled, just four years! You lost the seven ships I left for you! Over a thousand crew members! How useless do you have to be for everyone to abandon you! Kimo pretended to pursue me, I did not agree, Mimili said with a trembling voice, He continually spread rumors about me, and even tampered with the accounts, making me Enough! This is a lack of competence! Kolev roared, then closed his eyes and exhaled softly, opening his arms to hug Mimili, gently patting her back with his fist. As your father. Youve been wronged, Mimili, Dad will stand up for you, Dad will take care of all those who bullied you! There, my sweetheart! Ill introduce you to a new friend I just made, my age-defying friend, a strong and mature man, his name is Hanton. Yang Ming composed himself to look like a respectable elder, wearing an elegant smile. He extended his right hand to Mimili, who after glancing at Kolev, stepped forward and shook Yang Mings hand gracefully. Hello, Uncle Hanton. Yang Mings smile was somewhat stiff as he said, We should be about the same age. Mimili blinked her long eyelashes, and her cheeks were slightly flushed from the slap earlier, her eyes revealing a hint of curiosity. She naturally knew that it was hard to extract any compliments from her fathers strict mouth. Alright! Break it up! Kolev quickly slapped Yang Mings hand away and pulled Mimili behind him, full of vigilance as he said, Mimili, you better know this beforehand, this guy is very strong, and hes a playboy. When we came here, there was a woman nearly as beautiful as you pouring her heart out to him, guess what he did? Mimilis curiosity grew even stronger: What did he do? He knocked her out! Kolev cursed, Right after they were entangling tongues, he used his head to knock her out! Oh! Mimili was full of confusion. Yang Ming shrugged, Nothing is more important than freedom. She wanted to seduce me with her beauty, and Im not easily enchanted by mere beauty. Two old men and a middle-aged man joined Kolev, completely separating Yang Ming and Mimili. They began to speak in turn: Kid, what are your achievements? To join our New Black Dragon Pirate Group, you must go through a rigorous assessment! For instance, I once killed two military officers, officers of the New Federation! I once scared away three escort ships of a trade group with just one empty ship, three! Oh, I havent done such significant deeds, but Im a mature scoundrel! Haha! I can use a laser gun, and I once hit three central targets with a laser gun! Yang Ming: Arent laser guns supposed to lack recoil? Dont they usually have an aiming assist system? He clearly understood where their hostility came from. Mimili indeed was a na?ve young girl, far from growing into the pirate queen of the stars. She had a thirty-year long journey ahead, destined to be filled with various tragedies and challenges. My recent achievements are somewhat modest, Yang Ming said earnestly, I merely pulled down the pants of eight strong men and left them paralyzed on the ground. Referring to the initial physical examination in prison. The two old men and the uncle suddenly changed their expressions, took a few looks at the muscle outlines faintly appearing under Yang Mings maintenance suit, and wisely took a step back. You, youve passed our assessment, young man with astounding strength. Kolev, your old friends are really interesting, Yang Ming squinted and smiled. Im not here to join you. Im just accomplices with Kolev in escaping prison. Im Kolevs comrade-in-arms. Now, Kolev, do you want to continue following me as my deputy, or stay here to clean up this mess? Kolev thought for a moment, I was originally thinking of pulling together a pirate group to have you as my deputy. Forget it, Yang Ming reminded, youve already called me captain.'' I said temporary captain! Kolev corrected, That Lina was the problem you caused, it has nothing to do with me, so you need to take responsibility, and the captains primary duty is to take responsibility. Alright, suit yourself. Yang Ming smiled at Mimili and gently winked. Mimili dared not meet his gaze. Is this really the assertive and domineering Mimili? Yang Ming noticed Kolev showing signs of losing temper and quickly averted his gaze, saying, Think it over, Im going to take a shower. Any empty cabin should be fine, right? Kolev, well talk later. Yang Ming glanced under the maintenance boat seat and walked past this group of middle-aged and elderly pirates towards the cabin door. It was a pity that his Light Sword and Light Shield were left on the escape pod, confiscated by the Human Council. A failed zero-cost acquisition. As he entered the rust-streaked corridor, Yang Ming still heard the conversation behind him. This young man is really rude. Hey, Kolev reminded, remember, no one should provoke him, I mean no one! He is extremely dangerous. If he wanted to kill everyone present, it would only take a blink of an eye. Boss, youre exaggerating. His latest achievement isnt just those eight gays; he dismantled over a dozen mechanical guards with his bare hands and subdued over a hundred guards, capturing the prisons control room and armory, killed their warden and several tough criminals without them even realizing his presence. How do you think I escaped? His single-handed combat capabilities could match a hundred Kimos! His only deficiency is a spaceship of his own. Yang Ming shook his head and smiled. I should take a capsule soon; intense fighting is not conducive to stability, better to secure some pure Genetic Stabilization Liquid early. This young version of the Star Queen, Mimili Yang Ming clicked his tongue. He respected his comrade-in-arms, Kolev, and would not seek out Mimili later; however, if Mimili made the first move, he would probably find it hard to refuse a young mistress who matched his aesthetic preferences. Who could withstand that? Half an hour later, in the cabin Yang Ming chose, the door was gently knocked. Standing in the water cascade, Yang Ming cautiously grabbed the dagger he had just found. Who? Uncle Hanton, Mimilis sweet voice chimed, Father asked me to remind you that were going to perform consecutive jumps in the next half hour. Thanks, Yang Ming simply said. May I come in? Mimili asked, I brought some clothes for you to change into. Yang Ming: Shes my niece now. He reminded himself mentally. Chapter 31 - Chapter 31: 023 Lingering Spirit Chapter 31: 023 Lingering Spirit Fearing that Mimili might misunderstand, Yang Ming deliberately wore his Empire military uniform and didnt just wander out in a bathrobe. Although he really wanted to. Upon opening the cabin door, Yang Ming was pleasantly surprised. Mimili had changed into a pair of tight jeans and a batwing shirt, with a heart-shaped pendant adorning her snowy neck, and her cute butterfly tattoo visible on her shoulder. Uncle, Mimili looked up and assessed Yang Mings expression, try these clothes to see if they fit, theyve all been steamed at high temperature May I come in? Its your ship, Captain Mimili. Yang Ming stepped aside, making a gesture for her to enter, and Mimilis smile instantly grew more confident. Clearly, she liked being called captain. Yang Ming intentionally left the cabin door open. Because they were about to make successive jumps, he fixed the door open with suction cups. Surveying the rest cabin she hadnt visited often, Mimili perched her pert backside on the edge of the desk and said with a smile, Father said that you and he took care of Cole Port Prison together. Thats right, Yang Ming pointed towards the blue-coated window that appeared outside, you might want to find a place to sit tight, the jump is about to start. Mimili walked over to the sofa next to Yang Ming, gracefully bringing her legs together as she sat down, then leaned back casually. The jumps my father operates are very stable; they wont affect our conversation Uncle, were you a soldier of the Sherman Empire? I was, before they gave up on me, Yang Ming shook his head, but from now on, I have to make new plans for my own future. The powerful Empire wouldnt feel pain no matter how many soldiers it sacrifices, Mimilis expression showed some disgust, they use the Emperors Power to bind individual freedom. I really dont know why in this age there are still nobles as a ruling class! Whirr The jump began. A faint light appeared around them, like an added layer of hazy lens, and the sound waves produced by their throats vibrated with a slight deviation, causing the trailing sound to be thickened and stretched. These were phenomena unique to subspace. A few seconds later, everything returned to normal, the glowing film turned into flying specks of light that dissolved into the void of space. The spaceship immediately began a new coating, but this time it wasnt a blue light. Does the ship have multiple subspace membrane emitters? Yang Ming asked curiously. Yes, Mimili smiled, we need to maintain high maneuverability and anti-tracking capabilities. Dont be fooled by the ships hundred-meter length; actually, sixty percent of the space is jump equipment. Besides that, theres an equal amount of deflection instruments to avoid resonance. The hull material is comparable to those of large military ships A pirate ship is our second life, Uncle Hanton. Yang Ming crossed his legs and watched her gem-like pale eyes. Mimili, you came to see me while Kolev was managing the jumps, and it must be for more than just expressing his concern. Im quite straightforward and prefer to cut to the chase. Mimili bit her lower lip slightly, My father has spoken highly of your combat skills I wanted to confirm that for myself. Was that a way to check the goods? Yang Mings eyes held a playful light, Mimili, I think I can guess what you want to do. That guy named Kimoyour fathers former subordinatehe took over your position as the leader of the Black Dragon Pirate Group. You want revenge on him, right? Yes, Mimilis gaze became sharp and filled with hatred, I want to take back whats mine, and I dont want to rely on my fathers help. Yang Ming said, Youve fallen into a misconception. What? Or rather, Kolev loves you so much that it caused him to misjudge. Yang Ming picked up the previously sipped distilled water, moistened his throat: Pirate groups are made up of rebellious individuals, and succession shouldnt be a matter of father to son, but of capability. Kolev thinks you have that capability, but in reality, you dont, not yet. Its Kimos slander! Mimili became agitated, It was under his influence that I bought those beauty devices, and I didnt know that was the designated fund for purchasing fuel cells! He planned everything! Yang Ming: She spilled the beans quite easily. See, you cant even keep calm, and thats the most basic requirement. You were easily provoked by me. Yang Ming sighed, shaking his head somewhat disappointedly, I said temporarily, you dont have it temporarily, which doesnt mean you wont have it in the future. Mimilis pretty face reddened, glaring at Yang Ming; it took quite a while before she could speak again. The second jump started, and Mimili took those ten or so seconds to calm down. Does Uncle mean, we need mutual proof? I show you that I have the ability to take back the Black Dragon, and you prove to me your superior combat skills, right? Roughly speaking, Yang Ming said, but theres something else I need to be honest about. Mimili stood up, silently watching Yang Ming. Until you surpass your father, I wont consider becoming your subordinate, Yang Ming warned, Even if you become better than your father, I wont sacrifice my freedom. At most, we can work together temporarily. Mimili nodded, not saying anything further, and turned to leave the cabin. If it wasnt for her kicking the corridor wall on her way out, Yang Ming might have really thought the future Star widow was a docile sheep. The clothes clearly had been worn by someone else, but they felt soft to the touch, and indeed bore signs of disinfection. Yang Ming locked the cabin door and examined himself in the mirror on the wall, taking off the Empires military uniform for the last time. Whirr The jump started again. Chapter 32 - Chapter 32: 023 Lingering Spirit_2 Chapter 32: 023 Lingering Spirit_2 ` Yang Ming squinted, ready to enjoy the marvelous sensation for those ten seconds, when his eyelids suddenly twitched softly. Goo-goo-woo Yang Ming wondered if he heard wrong. He abruptly turned around, only to see the interior of the cabin turning into overlapping shadows; as he closed his eyes, a scene swiftly flashed before him. A deep starry sky, a splendid nebula, all of these were meaningless backdrops. It was as if, right in front, in the darkness directly ahead, the girl quietly floated there, curling her broken body, seemingly in a cosmic slumber. The, the Valkyrie? Goo-goo-woo I want to devour you. I want to devour you. I want to devour you. The whisper of Po Suo echoed continuously, and behind her seemed to emerge a phantom of a planet; when Yang Ming tried to look more closely, the light and shadow before him gently trembled, and everything vanished. The jump was completed. A faint reverberation drilled into Yang Mings ear, as if it were the Valkyries murmur in a dream. Become one with me, Yang Ming. Yang Mings skin crawled with goosebumps. Was even an Antimatter Bomb incapable of killing the Valkyrie? As everyone knew, the principle of an Antimatter Bomb was to use the annihilation of antimatter and matter to produce high-energy gamma rays, converting almost 100% of the mass into energy. The strongest weapon developed by Earths civilization, the hydrogen bomb, could only achieve less than 0.7% mass-energy conversion! Ah, yes, dismissing mass while discussing power was simply nonsense. The Antimatter Bomb that Brother Ji detonated at the time might not have had such a high mass; the small landing craft that he and Lina were on was attacked at close range without evident damage. If the research vessel left any wreckage, and if the wreckage contained cells of the goddess, it was possible for the goddess to revive! That was the most terrifying aspect of the Ancient God Life Form. They were aggregations of cells, capable of using individual cells as spores to undergo infinite division, growth, and reconstruction. Even if the Valkyrie wasnt dead, she must be in her weakest state now, and he might have a chance to completely eliminate her! It wouldnt work either, the vicinity of the research vessel explosion point must already be surrounded by the Empires army for investigation. Having barely escaped, going back would be like serving himself on a silver platter, wouldnt it? Yang Ming moved swiftly inside the pirate ship, his thoughts a tangled mess. It was as if, he felt he had reached the doorstep of a happy life, only to push open the door and find it inhabited by a knife-wielding Valkyrie. A stream of curses rolled through Yang Mings mind, pushing open the door in front of him to reach the bridge of the ship. It was more of a comprehensive living room than a bridge. Only one-third of the space was dedicated to a control panel, with a vintage wooden ships wheel in the center; the rest was filled with weapon racks, tables, and dining chairs. More than a dozen figures surrounded Kolev, who was frowning at the projection screen in front of him, seemingly looking at the accounts. You all leave first, I want to have a chat with my friend, Kolev said, Mimili, stay. The over ten pirates each nodded in response and left the bridge in a stifling atmosphere. Yang Ming concealed his anxiety and smiled as he approached. Hows it going, Kolev? A complete mess, Kolev opened a bottle of wine beside him, poured a bit into an empty glass for Yang Ming, Im sorry you had to see me at the most embarrassing moment of my life. Mimili pouted slightly from the side. Yang Ming pulled out a chair and sat down, smelling the wine and taking a sip. Where are we heading now? Yang Ming asked. The middle section of the second spiral arm, where a few small countries converge, preparing to check out the black market nearby, Kolev shrugged, Honestly, Im a bit lost now. The news of my escape will soon spread among the circles, and those who betrayed my daughter, those ruthless pirates I personally trained, will undoubtedly come after Mimili and me. I can imagine them being restless. Yang Ming nodded, Yes, Mimili might not be a threat to them, but youre different. Mimili almost rolled her eyes to the top of the cabin. What else can I do? Kolev glanced at Mimili and continued, Now I can only appear publicly, go to the black market where pirates gather, catch up with my old friends, and publicly declare that Ive quit the pirate circle, only wanting to find a quiet planet to spend the rest of my life with Mimili. Yang Ming frowned and said, Will they believe you? Of course they wont, Kolev said, But Hanton, you must understand, I still have a certain amount of prestige. When I express that I dont wish to oppose Kimo and the others proactively, they must consider how their subordinates feel. Pirates can be extremely cruel to enemies, but they must have enough regard for their own people, or else theyll eventually die under the barrels of their subordinates guns. And then? Perhaps disappearing entirely is a good choice. Kolev said, Mimili isnt cut out for this; shes better off opening a beauty salon. Mimili bit her lip, looking down. No, no, Yang Ming laughed, Parents always have filters for their children. Mimili is a born pirate, I assure you. Mimili looked slightly surprised, not expecting such an evaluation from Uncle Hanton. Kolev frowned deeply, But she failed. Everyone fails; lifes main theme cant be success. Whats important is whether we choose to try again or choose to sink into despair after failure. Yang Ming said softly, You cant expect Mimili to be as scheming as those underlings you trained. She was only sixteen or seventeen at the time and is now only twenty, whereas those underlings of yours are rogues who have followed you and ventured across land and sea for decades. Kolevs expression softened slightly. Mimili looked at Yang Ming with a bit more gratitude. You have a talent for comforting people, Kolev remarked. Yang Ming asked, When we made consecutive jumps earlier, did we pass through somewhere? Did we cross the Empires border? Oh, whats wrong? Kolev said, Didnt you study elementary school physics, Hanton? The principle of jumping is moving in a straight line; the universe we exist in is a four-dimensional structure, contained within a five-dimensional world. Why four-dimensional? You can visually perceive the length, width, and height, the three-dimensional attributes of an object.; in the five-dimensional world looking at us, they can see our length, width, height, and temporal state intuitively. Our universe is a plane in this five-dimensional world; you can imagine it as, this plane becomes a series of complex polytopes, which we cannot accurately calculate using our methods, after being reduced in dimensions. When we make jumps, were navigating quickly within these polytopes. We live in the four-dimensional world, but are also part of the five-dimensional world, just as the cube you see is enveloped within our universe, so we can utilize a few rules of the five-dimensional world. Yang Ming shrugged, So why not fold a piece of paper and use a pen to pierce two overlapping holes? Oh, your knowledge of physics is so primitive, Kolev shook his head, Thats just an analogy. What you mean is, during the jump, we could potentially pass through some distant voids in another dimension. Yes, we cant determine the exact location of these voids, as theyre exceedingly abstract. Yang Ming sat there, lost in thought. How to deal with the Valkyrie? Heading into Sherman Empire territory now was obviously impractical; if he went later, the Valkyrie might have already regained her strength. He already had the upper hand now. The Valkyrie might need some time to regain her strength. That was the opportunity. He had to become stronger. He could have a powerful pirate group, or perhaps not just a pirate group, the Intelligent Mechanic Army was also a great choice. He had to wield more powerful forces, individual and combined; if he could use the legions main cannon to bully the Valkyrie, all the better. At that moment. Yang Mings nerves, which had relaxed, tensed up again, constantly contemplating the road ahead. Kolev covered his forehead with one hand, his aged face full of exhaustion, clearly contemplating the future for him and his daughter. Lets officially collaborate, Kolev. Yang Ming suddenly spoke, raising his right hand as if in an arm-wrestling challenge. I was thinking the same, Kolev grinned, his dry right hand reaching out to grip Yang Mings firmly. (P.S.: Everything beyond the scope of modern physics here is purely speculative fantasy. Its not real. If it were things like black hole radiation, perhaps I could concoct a hypothesis, but for jumps, subspace, curvature engines, Id have to resort to a Baidu link.) ` Chapter 33 - Chapter 33: Hey, Bitch! Chapter 33: Hey, Bitch! The twelve-meter-long small transport craft left the belly of the pirate ship and slowly entered the atmosphere of the brownish-yellow planet. From the co-pilots seat, Yang Ming watched the vast expanse of yellow sand below, a sense of belonging mysteriously welling up inside him. He thought of his hometown, a deep homesickness surfacing in his heart. However, this sense of homesickness was quickly diluted by Mimili, who was wearing a tight-fitting spacesuit and piloting the ship. She knew how to show off her figure. Here, take this, Hanton. Kolev, sitting in the back, handed over a metal face mask with a sophisticated air purification device. Kolev smiled and said, I just checked the latest news from Cole Port and the Sherman Empire. They havent gone public about our jailbreak. They simply reported a riot at Cole Port Prison, resulting in the death and injury of more than a dozen guards and prisoners. Later, Ill try to see if I can buy any intelligence about you. If your little lover made you into one of the dead or injured prisoners to deceive the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau, that would be interesting. Thats useless, Lina will continue to track my whereabouts. She just doesnt want any other intelligence services to notice the presence of her prey. Yang Ming donned the mask, his voice gaining a metallic quality: From now on, dont call me by Hantons real name. Call me by my alias call me Yang Ming. Yang Ming? Kolev called out. Uncle Yang Ming? It seems Uncle Hanton still rolls off the tongue better. Mimilis sweet voice reached Yang Mings ears, causing a hint of itchiness in his heart. Shes my niece. And a star widow. Yang Ming reminded himself internally, while saying aloud, Whatever you like. A thin energy shield appeared around the transport, not only blocking out the high temperatures caused by friction but also preventing the spacecraft from vibrating too much. The gravitational acceleration of this planet was slightly greater than Earths, which posed no burden to Yang Ming. Having set foot on solid ground once again and feeling the sensation of sand enveloping the soles of his boots, Yang Ming couldnt help but murmur, Finally standing on land again. Has Uncle Hanton been traveling in space for a long time? Mimili asked beside him, already wearing her metal mask. Her burgundy hair was tied into two braids resting on her shoulders, and she had a laser gun adorned with punk elements slung over her shoulder. Yes, its been over a year since I last stepped on soil, Yang Ming said with a smile, I always feel a sense of familiarity here. Keep up, everyone! Kolevs voice came from the edge of their masks, where a miniature speaker was hidden. It not only altered the wearers voice but also served as a communication device for the team. Kolev muttered, We need to leave before Kimo arrives, to avoid confronting him head-on. That could escalate the situation beyond our control. Lets go. Yang Ming walked ahead with his hands behind his back, calm and unhurried, gradually reducing his stride to increase the gap between himself and the three people in front. And his tall figure, in Mimilis view, Was exceedingly elegant. This planet was named Olhaif, located on the edge of the second arm of the Milky Way, and for now served as the largest black market in this sector of space, as well as a temporary hub for pirates to exchange information. The wily pirates always liked to change market locations, and Olhaif was just one of the black markets many stops. This pattern reminded Yang Ming of the collective festival activities he took part in as a child in his rural hometownthe bustling market days when those despicable vendors swindled him out of his pocket money with inferior toys, also periodically changing their trading spots. This habitable planet did have residential areas. As Yang Ming passed over the top of a dune, he looked out at two cities on the horizon. One city lay within a semi-transparent dome, with skyscrapers abounding, and the environment looked superior, with flying vehicles shuttling back and forth. The other was exposed to the threat of wind and sand, consisting mostly of underground buildings with a tall wall on the perimeter to block the sand, and only a few flying vehicles passed by occasionally. The black market they were headed to had nothing to do with these two cities. Descending from the sand dune, they were met with an expanse that served as a plaza, dominated by two transport ships being loaded; crossing the plaza would lead them to the black marketlocated in a man-made canyon covered with sand. A narrow entrance just seven or eight meters wide was marked with signs forbidding flying vehicles. Two or three dozen guards wearing a variety of outfits and armed with laser guns chatted and laughed. Someone recognized Kolev and exclaimed his name in surprise; Kolev raised his hand in acknowledgment. Like a revered old leader among the pirates. Soon, news of Kolevs appearance spread throughout the canyon, and even some elder folks voluntarily appeared on both sides of the straight streets to greet and chat with Kolev. Yang Ming also breathed a sigh of relief. Kolev was highly esteemed, which would greatly assist him in carrying out his next plan for the spacecraft. Yang Ming saw many children and adolescents here. Their skin colors varied, and the ambition and desire in their eyes were completely unmasked. The sparse buildings along the street were actually spaceships that had opened their rear cargo holds; their main bodies were buried in the sand, ready to blast away the sand and take off in case of danger. These crafty pirates. It didnt take long before they arrived at a shop with a rotating light cabinet, resembling a barbershop. Kolev found an old acquaintance there and embraced him warmly. The shop owner was a corpulent man, his head wrapped in a scarf to keep out the sand, wearing a thick protective suit, with remains of what looked like ketchup at the corners of his mouth. He began to complain as soon as he caught Kolev. Chapter 34 - Chapter 34: Hey, Bitch!_2 Chapter 34: Hey, Bitch!_2 Oh, Kolev! I just heard you escaped, and here you appear! I knew it! The birdcage of the interstellar court could never hold you! But Kolev, giving Black Dragon to Kimo wasnt a wise choice. Kimo is too impetuous and brutal. He actually tried to alter the contract weve been executing for over twenty years, claiming we were making too much! Mimili by Yang Mings side pursed her lips lightly in apparent disdain. Hahaha! Kolev laughed heartily: Theres nothing I can do about it, Kimo just likes to take small advantages. Handing Black Dragon over to Kimo was the most suitable option I could think of! Come on, show me what new tricks you have here! If someone else came, I would, of course, only offer them those flashy but useless things, but youre different, Kolev, youve saved my life! The shopkeeper exaggeratedly said, Anything here, take whatever you want if you like it, everything else Ill give you at a fifty percent discount! Yang Ming raised his eyebrows; this shopkeeper was quite the businessman. He looked around the shop and found it was like a single troop weapon exhibition, with a floor full of various guns and protective suits, and in the corner, there were hoverbikes, exoskeletal Mechas, and other individual assault equipment; there were also two more floors above and below, and who knew what treasures were hidden inside. Lets go by the rules, Kolev patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder, bring out your best single troop equipment to take a look, I want to give my little buddy here a little gift. Yang Ming naturally stepped forward, displaying a small, innocent smile to the shopkeeper. Is this your new apprentice? Hes a handsome guy. Lucky my treasure of a daughter is away at school in the New Federation, not here right now. No, hes not my apprentice; hes my partner, Kolev stated seriously, my most trustworthy ally at the moment. Oh, what high praise that is, come this way sir! You dont need to waste any thought on these common items. The shopkeeper warmly grabbed Yang Mings arm, dragging him toward the locked silver counter in the corner. Seconds later, Yang Ming, looking at a row of neatly lined flashlights, showed a knowing smile. A man must wield the strongest Light Sword! Can I try it? Yang Ming asked softly. Of course! Oh, that positronic-brain robot of minesoggy as a wet spongehurry up and get the target! The shopkeeper shouted, and a skirted humanoid robot in the corner shivered for a few moments before taking heavy, quick steps down to the lower floor. Yang Ming inquired, Whats the price range for these Light Swords? We standardize prices here in New Federation Credit Coins and accept the top ten traded currency species at real-time exchange rates. These are all good items that go for five or six thousand credit coins. Five or six thousand New Federation Credit Coins? Thats thirty or forty thousand Emperor Star Coins of the Sherman Empire? Oh, thats more than Hantons three years salary. And he couldnt use Hantons account now or it would be too easy to expose his location. Noticing Yang Mings hesitation, Mimili laughed, Uncle, just pick whatever you like, consider it a gift from my pocket money. Compared to you, Id more readily accept a gift from your father, Yang Ming picked up a brand new Light Sword, handling it through his gloves, how could I accept a gift from the younger generation? Mimili shrugged her shoulders and leaned against the door frame without saying anything more. Hum Yang Ming pressed the button on the hilt, and the confining magnetic field trapped the gaseous plasma into the shape of a blade, with the handle itself producing a slight vibration. Yang Ming flicked his wrist lightly, and the Light Sword hummed. The shopkeeper grinned, You can use it to slice open any hatch door trying to stop you! The energy level is too low, Yang Ming shook his head. The shopkeepers smile stiffened: The higher the energy of the Light Sword, the harder it is to control, especially in near-earth environments and simulated gravity environments. External magnetic fields will greatly hinder the Light Swords confining magnetic field. Thats a problem for the swordsman, Yang Ming said earnestly. I see! Try this one! ` The shop owner picked up a slender, pale red flashlight from the corner; it even had two words etched with a laser on it: Zhan Mo. This seems to be second-hand, Yang Ming said. Yes, but this is indeed an excellent Light Sword. See if you like it, the shop owner pushed the energy switch to the maximum and handed it to Yang Ming with both hands. When Yang Ming took hold of it, he felt the Light Sword was somewhat heavier than the standard. He stepped back and switched it on, turning the entire cabin a blood-red hue. The vibration feedback was indeed powerful. Yang Ming waved it a few times and felt a surge of excitement; this Light Sword was even more powerful than the one he used in his fight with the Valkyrie. Just then, a robot came holding a dummy wrapped in an alloy skin and placed it behind the shop owner, who burst out yelling, Did your protocol to protect humans get eaten by a dog?! Yang Ming stared at the dummy, an inexplicable urge to destroy welling up inside him. He made a gentle chop forward, and the dummys shoulder was sheared off. Wow! Kolev laughed, Thats a nice treasure! Like it? the shop owner squinted and smiled, I havent seen a warrior who can handle it easily yet, your muscle fibers seem to be different from ours, young man. If you like it, take it, its my gift to Kolev. Kolev chuckled, That wont do, I cant simply waste my gift quota so easily. How many credit coins does a Light Sword cost anyway? Let alone a second-hand one. Hahaha! Cunning Kolev, whats wrong with giving you a few more? Consider it a gift for your prison break! Yang Ming turned off the Light Sword and placed it on a shelf nearby, stepping back to the side with a grin. This was just an extra for him; Kolev had a big purchasing plan today. Suddenly, Yang Ming heard a commotion coming from outside the door. Isnt that Mimili, the first beauty of the pirates? The one who was kicked out by her own subordinates and almost stripped of her clothes, that great leader? Yang Ming turned his head and saw Mimili standing by the doorframe, along with more than a dozen men and women passing by outside. A big-chested girl in hot pants and a crop top strutted her proud cleavage and taunted Mimilis back with double scorn: Heard your old dad broke out of prison to help you out? He must be in his seventies, right? He couldve lived his years in jail, but hes still worried about you. Kolev slightly curled his lip and continued to talk to the shop owner in a low voice, ignoring the events outside. Mimili remained silent because she realized that this group clearly outnumbered her, and she wouldnt want to be at a disadvantage. Whats wrong, Mimili? The big-chested girl laughed eagerly, Dont you even speak Galaxy Language anymore? Are you shocked? Wow, now you go out with only these two or three lackeys? Mimili snorted. Tch, the big-chested girl sneered and waved her hand dismissively, turning and walking towards the busier street corner, Coward. Mimili clenched her fists tightly and took a deep breath. Suddenly, she sensed a tall figure appearing before her, and a low voice whispered: If you have enough spare cash, gift me that Light Sword, and Ill take down those lackeys for you. Throw in a protective suit, and Ill arrange them into a human centipede. Mimili looked up at the young uncle close to her. I can give you three! She asserted, then turned and took two steps out, tossed her laser gun aside, pulled out the paralyzing baton hanging from her waist, and with a swish extended the metal staff. She dashed silently and quickly towards the group, running straight into their midst. Hey! Mimili shouted. The big-chested girl turned around, her face filled with anger. Before the dozen or so pirates around her could react, Mimilis baton had already smashed down on the big-chested girls face. Bitch! ` Chapter 35 - Chapter 35: 025 I, a sub-divine level life form, am very short of money Chapter 35: 025 I, a sub-divine level life form, am very short of money This energy defense shield really drains the dark energy batteries. On the fully loaded medium transport ship. Yang Ming fondled the light shield glove, light sword flashlight, and the set of dark gray advanced combat suits, constantly expressing his admiration. Kolev sat in the pilots seat, humming a tune as he observed the various operation panels, feeling very pleased. In the back seat, two middle-aged uncles stared at Yang Ming in the co-pilots seat with burning gazes. In the back corner, Mimili with her swollen lips and corners of her eyes, was enjoying the photos projected on her watch and laughing loudly from time to time, completely lacking the ladylike demeanor she had when they first met. Oh, Hanton! One middle-aged uncle couldnt stop his admiration, How did you do it? They were more than a dozen people, and only a few hits landed on you! Yang Ming smiled without saying a word. Because he couldnt appear too shocking, he purposely used his back to take a few tickling attacks. The two unremarkable uncles kept praising: Your combat skills are truly amazing! I cant imagine how monstrous youd be with a light sword! I saw Mimili being surrounded and beaten by them, and you, Hanton, just grabbed a steel pipe and charged right in! Oh, right, Mimili, how are your injuries? Mimili covered her swollen half of her face and asked with an innocent face, Was I injured? The three in the back laughed together. Kolev scolded laughingly, Enough, you guys, vulgar and crude, completely lacking the elegance and composure that professional pirates should have, what era is it to still fist fight on the street? Thats utterly irrational! Think about it, how many great captains have died on ordinary streets! Arent these lessons enough? Mimilis eyes filled with fervor, looked at Yang Ming and asked, Could you teach me your combat skills, Uncle Hanton? This Yang Ming looked at Kolev. Thats another price. A good leader doesnt need to charge into battle, but to oversee the bigger picture, Kolev persuaded gently, Remember, Mimili, indulging in momentary verbal triumph brings no substantial gain. When facing the enemy, you need to be calm, rational, and elegant; only then will your partners find you reliable. Mimili nodded thoughtfully. Really, if it wasnt for the scene below on their own pirate ships bridge half an hour later, Yang Ming almost believed the old mans words. Kolev rolled up his sleeves, a large wrench in hand, his old face red and his beard bristling, pointing at the projection screen and cursing loudly: Keep your lambs in line, Reorton! She started by insulting my daughter! I really want to stuff your big nose into your arsehole! I was raiding New Federation merchant ships while you were still a deckhand on my ship! To hell with you! Bring it on! The burly man in the projection screen was not to be outdone: Kolev, you old fart! You must be fond of the wide hips at Cole Port prisons! Hahaha! This isnt your era anymore, Kolev! Kimo is ten times stronger than you! Ten times! Charge the main cannon! Charge all cannons! Damn it! Lets take them out! The toothless old sailor quickly activated the protective shield. Destroy these shameless bastards! They need to be taught a lesson! Let them know who the old lady is! The grandma in an apron lit up the fire control button. Both bridges immediately buzzed with activity. Yang Ming grabbed the light sword hanging at his side and said sternly, Give me an assault craft, two sets of space breathing apparatuses, and route all energy to the protective shields! The bustling bridge fell silent for two seconds. Then it became noisy again, filled with crude language. Kolev cursed for a while, then cut off the communication with the opposing ship. The two pirate ships, wrapped in protective shields, confronted each other for a moment, then gradually began to back away, their cannons aimed at each other, and then slowly accelerated out of the effective range of the opposing ion main cannons and hyper-speed missiles. Yang Ming: Was he the only one seriously thinking about taking the opponents down? Ive been a captain in the stars for decades, never lost an argument! Kolev boasted proudly, then looked at Yang Ming, who was expressionless, and spread his hands slightly embarrassedly, This is the way pirates interact, you need to get used to it. Yang Ming turned and walked away: Ive requisitioned the gym on the ship. Please avoid it when Im there, thank you. Kolevs old face continued to be animated, starting to narrate those thrilling verbal battles over the years. Mimili watched Yang Mings retreating figure, suppressing the urge to follow him. She needed to think about how to make this powerful uncle grow closer to her. Didnt expect that getting a ship in the real Milky Way civilization would be so expensive. Yang Ming continued to sigh. He casually toyed with the weightlifting bar in his hand, the ends bending downward, loaded with metal plates, but his arms were completely dry. He locked the door of the gym and covered the two cameras, or else he wouldnt dare to play like this directly. I must intensify my training. Valkyrie might appear in front of him with a sword at any time, and no matter how strong a force he could build behind him, personal strength was always the most solid guarantee. Yang Ming continued to dwell on the expensive black market prices for those medium-sized pirate ships. A new ship that could meet his needs would actually cost four million Federal Credit Coins. Even if he bought a second-hand ship in good condition, it would still cost more than three million New Federation Credit Coins, and the black market didnt accept loans or mortgages. Moreover, the major cost of a ship lay in its use and maintenance. Jump Technology included four stepsdetermine coordinates, coat to enter Subspace, open the jump passage, and perform the spatial jump. Coating and opening the jump passage required an enormous amount of energy and had strict requirements for energy density. This meant that a spaceship equipped with jump capabilities had to be at least sixty-five meters in length. (The classification of ships by length is just for convenience and intuition. In reality, the function and value of ships involve many factors.) The energy issue was an easy one to solve. The busy star routes in the Milky Way were dotted with many Dyson Cloud charging stations, where the cost of a normal commercial voyage would be about one percent of the overall price of the ship. But Yang Mings purpose in acquiring a ship was to search for Intelligent Mechanic Dusk, which was located in a remote area off the busy trade routes. This required Yang Mings spacecraft to have sufficient capacity to load more and better dark energy reaction batteries, as well as ultra-high-speed engines suitable for direct navigation. Ideally, Yang Ming wanted to pilot the spaceship himself, which would require an expensive auxiliary piloting system and a certain number of ship maintenance robots. Also, due to the restrictions of the various agreements regarding Intelligent Machines in the Milky Way, ordinary on-board robots had their capabilities limited, and a systematic set of on-board maintenance robots had a considerably high markup. Yang Ming was beginning to understand why, in the Abyss game, the difficulty of operations and acquisition was simplified, and why battleships and legions could only be managed by big capitals and conglomerates. A spaceship was a money shredding machine! Yang Ming needed to prepare at least ten million New Federation Credit Coins! I, the Subordinate Ancient God Life Form, am really short on money. Of course, Yang Ming could totally recruit a bunch of cheap crew members and slaughter them after finding Intelligent Mechanic Dusk; but Yang Ming felt such actions were not within his level of acceptance. A man must have his principles. Lets find a way to get some money. Yang Ming handed the dumbbell to his other hand and continued to ponder the major issue of making money. He actually had many beneficial conditions: He was helping out in a broken-down pirate group, and the old leader Kolev was of considerable value; He had an existing team to utilize, though half of the members were well into their seventies. Am I going to become a pirate and rob others next? Yang Ming furrowed his brow and kept thinking. Kolev had helped him buy two cases of Genetic Stabilization Liquid on this trip to the black market, and he had also acquired three pieces of individual equipment, which gave him a certain combat capability. Kolev had previously discussed a collaborative intent with him, where Kolev would set up a plan and Yang Mings assistance would earn him a significant reward afterward. Moreover, Yang Ming had already set his sights on a fat sheep, and chopping down this fat sheep wouldnt cause him any guilt. Hanton, may I come in? Kolevs voice came through the speaker in the corner. Just a moment! Yang Ming glanced at the large barbell in his hand, quickly set it down gently, unscrewed most of the weight plates, and then calmly replied, Come in, my wise first mate! What are you tinkering with here? Kolev appeared at the door with Mimili, scanning around with a suspicious gaze, and immediately got down to business: According to my intelligence, Kimo is on his way here. Hes brought two ships, one is a three-hundred-meter class main gunship, which is my proud creation transformed from a retired warship, Black Dragon. Theres also a multi-natured one-hundred-meter class combat ship. Oh, Yang Ming said with a smile, Then we should start running. Yes, Kolev said, Kimo is a complete pirate, and I really admire this brutal thug. Since hes bringing only two ships this time, those must be filled with his trusted men. Mimilis pretty face, still bruised, was full of gloom. Yang Ming chuckled: Four years can indeed change a lot. Kolev spoke earnestly: No, pirates are inherently like this, obeying the strong and fearing the strong. Others are probably waiting for me and Kimo to decide the victor, like the replacement of old and new kings in a pride of lions. What are you planning to do? Dont worry, my elderly first mate, for the sake of those two cases of Genetic Stabilization Liquid, Ill help you take care of some troubles. I just had a plan in mind, Kolev said, I have an excellent hiding place, which Ive prepared as an escape route for many years. I must get some parts to upgrade this ship to be able to face them head-on, but that will take some time. Yang Ming pondered for a few seconds: Is there a way to drag them into a ground battle? Thats not a good idea, Kolev said, A main gunship hovering in near-planet orbit has tremendous dominance. Ion cannons will suffer attenuation in the atmosphere, but as long as the atmosphere is softened first, they can still be quite effective. We can only run for now. Yang Ming crossed his arms and asked with a frown: So whats the problem now? Before making the jump, I need to have a conversation with Kimo. Kolev said: They all once followed me, and the ships they are piloting were transformed by my own hands. I must declare this point to gain the moral high ground. Many old-fashioned pirates care about this, and that is how we can pry apart their not-so-solid relationships. Can you pretend to be a new face for me? Hantons temporary first mate. Just need you to wear a metal mask, let them know that I am fostering fresh blood, that should be enough. Yang Ming rubbed his nose and pointed to the side at the fitness equipment-shaped metal block. Do you need me to hold up these things behind you? How about a bit of visual intimidation? Kolevs forehead immediately wrinkled with black lines. Oh, these foolishly tall, muscular men! Dont dress too strikingly, a first mate who always steals the captains thunder is not qualified! Chapter 36 - Chapter 36: 026 Nonsense is dispensable, but it is necessary. Chapter 36: 026 Nonsense is dispensable, but it is necessary. As Yang Ming and Kolev prepared to confront the Kimo Group, the serene expanse of space witnessed a silver-white battleship, nearly a kilometer in length, gliding across the starry sky. Its teardrop-shaped design and the almost flawlessly smooth curved surface of its hull showcased technology far advanced than the average level of civilizations in the Milky Way. In a corner of the bridge, Lina, now donned in a silver-gray alliance uniform, gazed absently at the screen in front of her. She was reflecting on the remote inquiry she had just undergone. Lina, as a Level One Intelligence Officer, we will activate the brainwave detection device during the following inquiry. There is a ninety-five percent chance that any lie you tell will be detected. Please do not overthink and answer questions without using any embellishments, as they could affect our judgment. Yes, I will answer all questions truthfully. During the uprising at Cole Port, you actively sought out your personally designated Target One and ended up being captured by them. Is this correct? Yes. Please explain. I miscalculated how Target One thought because of our shared adversities and because I had provided him with the drugs he needed, I assumed that I had earned his trust. In other words, this was entirely your fault. Yes. On the screen in front of Lina, three glowing orbs altered shape, and an old womans voice rang out: During the nine months you were undercover on Kigrovs experimental vessel, did you have close contact with Target One? No. Do you currently have physical impulses toward Target One? Yes. To what extent? I would not refuse intimate acts with him, not limited to kissing. Then do we have reason to believe that you allowed a precious specimen to escape because of personal feelings? I deny that. Your emotional fluctuations were slight, and the brainwave graph shows you care deeply about this question. The elderly female supervisor paused, then continued: Lina, you were my student, and Ill tentatively believe you made a decision that aligned with Alliance interests, but when the 72nd fleets escort battleship locked onto his craft, you failed to decide in a timely fashion. Your hesitation is the most unprofessional thing about you. Whether to temporarily release him to win favor or immediately destroy him to prevent him from falling into the hands of another power, eliminating the potential for technological disparity, you shouldnt have hesitated for as long as twenty-five seconds. Commander, knowing his value made me hesitate. Lina answered calmly: The Ancient God Life Form that had been exposed had already left the Milky Way, by the time we could pose a threat, their traces were nowhere to be found. The Ancient God Life Form defeated by the Sherman Empire was the last sample. According to intelligence, over the past few centuries, most cellular clusters have died a natural death, with only two clusters retaining vitality, located on that research ship. Professor Kigrov took over this ship and made significant progress. The changes that appeared in Target One, especially the vast changes in intelligence and personality, give me ample reason to suspect that he is Professor Kigrovs final masterpiece. My hesitation at that moment stemmed from my understanding of Target Ones true worth. The three orbs of light in the projection went silent. A deep, aged male voice asked, Lina, Level One Intelligence Officer, what would you choose if you continued this mission? Lina immediately responded, The clone army of the target has only two possible options: non-existent or in our countrys possession. Very well, Lina. This is your last opportunity. Linas glasses reflected a flicker of light. As her thoughts circulated, she found herself standing in front of the porthole, looking down at the planet below. Its name was Olhaif, seemingly derived from a religious belief from a remote land. Linas calm voice echoed across the bridge: Deploy a special task force; our target is Kolev, former leader of the Black Dragon Pirate Group. Prepare some currency, and try to avoid using force. Yes! After deciding to confront the approaching Kimo head-on, the atmosphere on Kolevs pirate ship immediately became rather tense. Numerous older crew members put on their brightest and proudest clothes; two nearly toothless elderly men donned overalls and combed their hair into a middle part, cradling laser guns in their arms. Yang Ming, wearing a metal mask and a faded trench coat, observed everything, feeling a bit saddened for them. To have survived a vicious pirate career to this age, they should have been retired by now, but instead, they were driven out by that Kimo. That sheep has no sense of public duty at all! Yes, the sheep that Yang Ming was targeting was the current leader of the Black Dragon Pirate Group, Kimo. Captain! The navigator grandma shouted, They have responded and we can communicate now! This kid really has guts. Kolev muttered under his breath as he was about to press the communication button, suddenly distracted by the vibrating sound in his embrace. The old man took out a pocket-watch-shaped network terminal, looked down at it carefully for a few seconds, and his expression suddenly changed. Hanton, we might have to leave earlier. What has happened? Yang Ming asked, baffled. A Dawn-level battleship from the Guel Alliance has suddenly appeared in the skies above Olhaif. Kolev laughed heartily. Now we are even, each of us has troublesome issues to deal with! Yang Ming pondered, Those old friends of yours, is there a possibility theyd rather die than submit? Absolutely not. As long as you pay them, or threaten their children, they will not hesitate to betray you. The surveillance video of you fighting will certainly end up in the hands of the Guel Alliance! Kolev slapped the communication button. Everyone, get busy! You little rascal oh, my dear old folks! Prepare for the jump immediately! It looks like I can only catch up with Kimo for a little while now, what a pity. Zi, zi. Ordinary long-distance communication could not avoid two things: the noise interference of the cosmic background and the distance delay brought by the radio waves. Thus, when this bald, beefy man appeared on the projection screen, both sides did not start arguing directly but conducted a gentle exchange with more than five seconds delay between each statement. Yang Mings first impression of Kimo was not favorable. He disliked judging by appearances, but the others look was somewhat abhorrent, and he also had dense tattoos from his neck to his chest, holding a sharp metal dagger in his hand, continuously slicing the roasted beast leg in front of him while talking to Kolev, who had been a former captain, group leader, and teacher. That damned roast looked so delicious! Very glad, teacher, Kimo spoke unhurriedly, that you managed to escape unharmed. I brought the brothers here to congratulate you. Theres no need, Kimo, Kolev said. We all know what you really want to do now. I can officially hand over the Black Dragon Pirate Group to you. Im old now, its time for me to retire, Kimo. The old mans words were filled with tactical weakness. Kimo smiled joyfully. What are you talking about, teacher? The brothers chose me, not you handing over the pirate group to me. Everyone has been piling up dissatisfaction with you in a whole spaceship. Nevertheless, I still respect you Hi, Mimili, long time no see. Teacher, Ive found a quiet and peaceful planet for you, a beautiful planet where I will provide for you in your twilight years. Not necessary, Kimo, Kolev said, his face somewhat icy. He clearly did not expect Kimo to be so aggressive, not even willing to maintain a shred of dignity. Kolev continued, If thats the case, then we have nothing to discuss. I will make you pay for your betrayal. Is that so? Kimo picked up a handkerchief beside him, wiped his mouth, and his lips curled into a sinister smile. Kolev, is this the newcomer youve trained? What a pity, Ill personally rip his head off and place it before you, to prove that I am your most outstanding disciple, far surpassing you, you old thing! Named out. Yang Ming calmly walked forward two steps, stood in front of the projection screen with his hands behind his back, his metal mask making his voice sound slightly magnetic. Great Captain Kimo. Kimo squinted at Yang Ming, seemingly pleased with the descriptor. Yang Mings voice suddenly shifted, Does your boyfriend have nephritis? It makes your mouth so venomous. Kimo paused, a bit confused by the logic. Yang Ming spoke swiftly, Kolev, this old man, has fulfilled some of my fantasies about pirates, being despicable, wise, possessing high technology and sharp insight. Now seeing you, the other part of my stereotype is also fulfilled: shameless, burly, with developed muscles and a shrunken brain, chewing on half-cooked meat full of parasites, your cerebral cortex crammed full of fresh intestines. How can you be confident standing there, Kimo? How about a one-on-one battle? Youre a warrior, and so am I. Ill use the fighting skills that Kolev never taught you and shove a Light Sword into your toxin-infested mouth Look, you seem so angry, is your neck thickened by an appendix blockage? These dumb underlings beside you, arent you going to pat the great Captain Kimo right now? Make sure he lives until I come for him, yes, just like that! Get lost! Kimo turned his head and yelled at his subordinates who were patting his back. And Yang Ming had already bent down beside the stunned Kolev. As long as I hang up fast enough, this trash wont be able to retort. Vice Captain Kolev, you were too polite to him. Snap! Whoosh! The projection screen disappeared, and Yang Ming stood upright, glanced at those dumbstruck old pirates, and calmly walked towards the direction of the dining room. On Earth, to become a truly confident player, certified with the word hardcore, one must undergo the trials of Zuan Star. Previously, Yang Ming had no interaction with Kimo; Yet now, Yang Ming had a chance for a one-on-one duel with Kimo. That guy would go for it. Chapter 37 - Chapter 37: 027 Strategic Shift Chapter 37: 027 Strategic Shift After Kolev confirmed they had escaped the enemys pursuit and performed two consecutive warp transitions, the rust-covered ship stopped near a Constant Star, unfolded its charging thin wings, and stayed in place for ten hours before it continued towards the depths of the starry sky. Yang Ming did not know their current coordinates because, since the start of the warp transition, only Kolev had remained near the control panel. The place they were headed to next was Kolevs secret base, the only chance for Kolev to turn the tide with his daughter. It was completely understandable for Kolev to be so cautious. Currently, the developed resource planets in the Milky Way account for less than one ten-millionth of the total number of planets, there is plenty of space to hide. Yang Ming woke up and spent half a day in the gym, finally getting himself to sweat a bit. He picked up a heavy metal rod and began to recall the Light Sword techniques he had learned. But these were far from enough. The rate of Valkyries evolution was astonishing; he had to progress even faster. Uncle Hanton, may I come in? Mimilis voice came through the ultra-thin speakers embedded in the wall. Yang Ming casually put on a vest and said with a smile, Come in. Mimili seemed to like wearing tank tops a lot. Even when she changed into hot pants, they were still tank-topped, with her snow-white, slender legs swinging back and forth as she walked; Yang Ming almost couldnt keep his eyes off them. She brought in a fruit platter, with the injuries from the previous fights and brawls already vanished. Uncle, are you practicing Light Sword techniques? Mimili asked. Do you want to learn? Yang Ming said with a smile, I can teach you some tricks. Really! Joy was uncontrollable on Mimilis face. She looked towards a rack nearby, trying to pick up the same metal rod, but she found she couldnt lift it with her wrist. Use your stun stick, Yang Ming said with a smile, Everyone has their own set of techniques that suit them. You dont have any advantage in physical strength, but you are quite agile, and a weapon thats too long doesnt suit you. Okay, Uncle, Mimili sounded a bit defeated and took out her paralyzing stun stick as he suggested. The so-called paralyzing stun sticksimply put, was an electrified baton, though a bit more complex in principleit could paralyze the target upon impact. Lets see your current strength, Yang Ming said. Mimili bit her lower lip, pulled her hair into a more convenient pair of ponytails, lightly blew on her bangs, and began moving at a quick pace. She didnt press the button on her stun stick. Uncle, here I come. As soon as Mimili finished speaking, with a smile still lingering on her lips, she pounced like an agile cat, swinging the stun stick straight down towards Yang Mings shoulder. So slow. Yang Ming couldnt help but think. But to be fair, Mimilis attack would be considered swift among ordinary people. He raised the metal rod in his hand and at the moment of contact with the stun stick, he diverted the force downward, reducing some of the recoil for Mimili. Then he feigned a forward swing with the rod, causing Mimili to jump awkwardly to the side, nearly bumping into the barbell rack. She seemed a little angry, eyeing the metal rod in Yang Mings hand, and charged at him again. Another fierce assault that Yang Ming easily repelled. Mimili really lost her temper, no longer holding back, attacking Yang Mings shoulder, outer thigh, and other areas that would not cause serious injury. Yang Ming simply placed the metal rod behind him and moved with elegant steps, effortlessly dodging Mimilis stun stick. After a few minutes, Mimilis face was filled with frustration. Panting heavily, she had no idea how charming she looked; she just stared stubbornly at the unharmed Yang Ming. Her indignation gradually turned into dejection, but then she shrugged her shoulders with a smile and said, I guess I dont have the talent for this. Do you remember those thugs? The ones I turned into a human centipede? Yang Ming asked, What do you think of their combat prowess? They were fairly good pirates, Mimili said. Hmm, Yang Ming said with a smile, I can train you so that you can easily defeat two to three pirates of that level. Really? Mimili was overjoyed. But before that, Yang Ming continued, youll have to get your fathers consent. He doesnt seem to like you charging into the fray. Who cares about him! Mimili said, Teach me now, Uncle Hanton! Well, let me start by teaching you a life-saving move Hey! Cant you two come over and lend a hand? Kolevs shout came through the loudspeaker: Im nearly going crazy over here! Hanton! Dont think I cant see you just because youve blocked the camera! Dont forget what you promised! Mimili made a helpless grimace, clearly a bit deflated. Lets go, Yang Ming said with a smile, Your old man is ready to hand over the management of his precious secret base to you. Is that so? Mimili blinked. Of course. Yang Ming smiled and said, This old guy always says one thing and means another. When I was with him, the thing he was proudest of was having a daughter who was hundreds of times more beautiful than him Youll have to find a way to understand these tough old coots. They care about you more than you think. Mimili chuckled, set the stick aside, and stood at the doorway waiting for Yang Ming to put on his coat. Then, imitating Yang Mings manner, she stood with hands clasped behind her back, and they walked shoulder-to-shoulder down the long corridor. Uncle Hanton, have you ever had a girlfriend? Oh, no, Yang Ming said, but Ive had two temporary mistresses. On the Empires ships, you could say, they were a necessary social accessory for adapting to the environment. Were they beautiful? Mimili asked. Yang Ming laughed and said, Beauty is a relative and abstract concept; they were interesting to me. One was a trainee navigator who later betrayed me. The other was an inspector monitoring engine status, who was transferred to another ship half a year ago. Mimili asked with eyes sparkling, Can you tell me their stories? Its better not to, Yang Ming said, Our conversations should be limited to combat skills or how to be an excellent pirate. You understand, Mimili. Why bother with that, Mimili muttered with puffed cheeks. Yang Ming sighed inwardly. What a headache! He, a captain without a ship, was starting to lose his respect for First Mate Kolev. As Yang Ming and Mimili dawdled along the pirate ships corridor, Lina found herself in new trouble. Commander, we cant locate Kolevs jump coordinates. The pirate leader is incredibly cunning, fully silent in flight, and the spatial fluctuations generated by the jump are so faint they cant be captured. They might already be at the other end of the Milky Way. Lina stood in front of the porthole, deep in thought. Soon, she spoke up: Our current target is the Black Dragon Pirate Group. Use all means to infiltrate them. Set Kolev as a hidden wanted target. If Kolev is to take back his pirate group, he will inevitably start to surface. Yes! Meanwhile, on the pirate ships command bridge. Hanton, if your dream is to go out on a ship by yourself, then an auxiliary piloting system is essential. This ship doesnt have one, but later Ill help you with hands-on training. Kolev stood in front of the piloting console, his right hand resting on the back of the leather chair into which he was helping Yang Ming settle. Mimili sat obediently on the other side, listening attentively to the lesson. In her memory, her father rarely taught others so earnestly. Kolev continued, Even if you have an auxiliary piloting system and a whole set of maintenance robots, you still need to know how to manually operate in emergency situations. You must understand these basics, just in case. Yang Ming asked with a smile, Is there a book or something on this? Pirate skills are passed down through word of mouth, Kolev chuckled, Okay, when we get there Ill help you look in the storage for some kind of universal spaceship operation manual. But now, listen to me Do I need to fill in some of your physics knowledge? Of course not, I can understand. Yang Ming mentally added probably. Kolev gestured with his hands: The basic logic of ship operation mainly divides into five parts: normal cruising, overload cruising, jump cruising, energy distribution and management, and how to send interstellar distress signals. This row of control panels in front of you is what almost all ships over a hundred meters will have. Each shipbuilding facility of every power has a different style, but the logic inside is largely the same, where functionally related buttons are clustered to form six main blocksself-check block (without which the ship cant be started), radar block (the eyes of the ship), engine room direct connection block (for acceleration and braking), navigator block (basically just checking the Star Map), cabin control block (whose utmost authority is to decide the temperature of the air conditioning), and energy distribution block (turning the protective shield on and off) Kolev rambled on for quite a while until Yang Ming began to feel dizzy. Yang Ming muttered, Why not just promote auxiliary piloting systems? Oh, Hanton, your common sense gives me a bit of a headache, Kolev seized any opportunity to tease him, Its because of the Intelligent Mechanical Crisis. In the last three thousand years, there have been six Intelligent Mechanical Crises, causing the irreversible decline of several major powers. Each time, tens of millions of humans died or were injured, and there was even a whole Constant Star System that got blown up So, modern ships are prohibited from having any automatic operating systems at the factory. Even auxiliary operations are restricted. It has to be ensured that humans are in control. Mimili chimed in, And I think, the treaty that bans Intelligent Machines is also largely about protecting employment. Otherwise, the big capitalists could easily get laborers who are several times more efficient than human workers, indefatigable, incredibly precise, and most importantly, dont need wages. Yang Ming nodded with a smile. It seemed they were almost there. Yang Ming looked at the emerald green planet appearing in the projection screen and couldnt help but ask, First Mate Kolev, where are we now? A small country with only three Administrative Stars. And what place is this specifically? Yang Ming questioned, Which great powers periphery? Kolev laughed and said, Every major power has invested heavily in military hardware between their borders and core Administrative Stars, but in their non-central areas, like these feudal colonial lands, the defense is pitifully weak. This is merely a place where they dump inferior goods, with no substantial fleet stationed here, very relaxed. But Hanton, you better steady yourself now. Yang Ming was puzzled, but then he saw a string of information appearing in the corner of the projection screen. Cas Federation. Guel Alliance colony. Mad. They had walked right into the trap. Chapter 38 - Chapter 38: 028 Kolevs Secret Garden Chapter 38: 028 Kolevs Secret Garden They certainly werent heading straight for the Administrative Star of the Cas Federation. A normal Administrative Star has a comprehensive defense system surrounding the planet. This colony was merely a coordinate, a lighthouse, guiding them to the real secret base. An abandoned Resource Star in the same Constant Star System as the Administrative Star. While Kolev was explaining the various operations of the spaceship to Yang Ming, he skillfully avoided several sluggish patrol ships, evaded the mostly deserted defense detectors, and entered the synchronous orbit of that Resource Star. After confirming there were no abnormalities, the pirate ship slipped into the thin atmosphere of the Resource Star. The planet was like a regular chunk of ice. It was on the outer edge of the habitable zone of the Constant Star System, receiving relatively less heat from the Constant Star. Looking down, Yang Ming saw a blanket of white. Theres plenty of fresh water here, its just the atmosphere is rather thin. Kolev said with a smile: This planet wasnt originally here, it seems to have been dragged over during the last civilization epoch, to serve as a companion to the neighboring planet. However, its resources have already been drained, with only some huge hollows left beneath the ice plains. The neighboring planet is also quite interesting, it also holds quite a few of my assets. Due to the urgency this time, I wont take you for a visit. Yang Ming yawned. To him, the operational buttons seemed like a school of little fish, relentlessly attacking his retina. He felt it was necessary to get a shot of Genetic Stabilization Liquid later. Learning in class was more anxiety-inducing than brawling. How long are we staying here? asked Yang Ming. Weve brought enough supplies; even living here for three years wouldnt be an issue, Kolev laughed, but I cant make Kimo wait too long. Well probably stay for three months to lay low before we leave. Mimili asked, Dad, is there anything I can do? Just be happy, my child, Kolev laughed, all you need to do is enjoy everything here. This is the fortress Ive designed for the two of us over ten years; youll definitely be surprised later! Guess what I used? This is a small part of the wealth Ive accumulated over half my lifetime. Yang Ming was immediately filled with anticipation. Anticipation for that portion of the pirates wealth. The pirate ship slowly approached a fishbone-like ridge, and Kolev expertly maneuvered it into a hardly detectable canyon, with Yang Ming and the others being instructed to don bulky planetary exploration suits. When the old sailors wanted to move supplies, Kolev just waved his hand: Dont worry about those, follow me! There are plenty of tireless laborers here! The group left the pirate ship and slowly made their way down to the bottom of the canyon along the ridge. Kolev stopped in front of a cliff that looked as if it was cut by a knife, fiddled with something for a while, and suddenly a two-by-three meter projection screen appeared in front of him. It was an interface displaying various surveillance feeds. Peering over, Yang Ming marvelled: Its much more spacious inside than on the ship. Ha ha! Hanton! Youre wondering what Ive been up to here, arent you? Kolev said excitedly. Im not. No! Just say you are! My dear Hanton, my first officer, I can give you administrative privileges equal to my daughters! The scenery here is really nice. Yang Ming calmly looked toward the sky filled with auroras. Mimili, standing nearby, couldnt help but laugh out loud. After triple-checking that the base hadnt been invaded, Kolev waited a few more minutes before finally opening the bases main door. With a rumble, two camouflaged ice layers slowly shifted, revealing a sloped passageway leading downward. Kolev and Yang Ming led the way, the others lined up in a row and proceeded down at a gentle pace. After passing through several lock structure-like rooms, they finally entered the wide front hall of the base, reminiscent of a large carriers hangar. Kolevs long-planned performance officially began. Two rows of robots of various shapes lined up neatly, bowed elegantly with their differently designed and sized bodies, then in more than fifty different electronic synthesized voices, they called out: Welcome home, Master. Yang Ming took an interested look at these low-intelligence machines. Nearly half of them were maid and butler type intelligent machines, others were engineering types, still carrying debris and dust on their tracks, which indicated they had been in operation for a considerable amount of time. Kolevs band of old mates was completely astounded. Molly! Kolev bellowed, Get out here and greet the guests! Where have you died off to, Molly! Im here, Master. Chilly synthesized tones suddenly rang out as intersecting beams of light from the corners created a holographic projection in front of Kolev. It was a virtual character whose appearance was somewhat contradictory. She wore a professional suit and stockings, with a pair of red high heels, but her round little face was as youthful as a girls, and she wore rectangular glasses. Yang Ming said with a smile, Kolev, youve exposed your own preferences. Guest, please do not slander my master. Molly the virtual image spoke earnestly, her voice seeming to come directly from her mouth: When Master set my appearance for the first time, his hormone levels were insufficient to allow him any such interests. Hes old enough. Molly! Shut up! Kolev removed his exploration suit helmet and cursed through his teeth. Molly softly said, Very well, Master, I deeply regret any embarrassment Ive caused you with my momentary honesty. Reduce your sarcasm index by twenty percent, your nagging index by fifty percent, and your humor index by fifty percent! Damn it! Why did I give you so many boring parameters! Chapter 39 - Chapter 39: 028 Kolevs Secret Garden_2 Chapter 39: 028 Kolevs Secret Garden_2 Kolev nudged Yang Ming with his shoulder and complained, Arguing with this guy already gave me a headache, and as of now, some of your functions are officially redundant! Oh, what a delightful thingSettings are complete. Mollys tone altered slightly as she spoke, becoming much more formal. Master, please set permissions for the guests. Mimili, my only daughter, the sole inheritor of everything once Im gone, Kolev pointed at Mimili behind him, her permissions are set to the highest level. He lowered his voice and added, Except for the list of my assets, which shell get after Im dead. Permissions have been set, second master. Mimili held her forehead with her hand, her face reflecting helplessness, Dad! I dont need your things to survive! But you definitely wont live as comfortably without my care. Kolev laughed proudly and then pointed at Yang Ming, This guy gets the same permissions as Mimili, but he is barred from entering the ladies ensuing quarters. The others are granted VIP permissions. Permissions have been set, third master, barred from entering the ladies rooms However, I cant control those mechanical door locks that arent connected to the network. Just keep an eye on him! Report back to me at all times! Understood, my old master. Mollys virtual image pulled out a notebook and quickly jotted something down. Then, turning to roll call, two butler robots and eight maid robots stepped forward to help Yang Mings group remove their cumbersome planet exploration suits; more than ten tread robots left the base through a different passageway, making their way to the pirate ship to transport supplies. A few minutes later, everyone sat on the soft sofas on the left side of the main hall, enjoying delicious beverages, listening to soothing music, and admiring the wall projections of landscapes that were almost indistinguishable from reality. The old pirates couldnt stop marveling at the opulence of the place. Yang Ming was already eagerly roaming all over. After the robots had left, the vestibule appeared somewhat spacious. To the left of the vestibule was the entertainment area, and to the right was the work area, furnished with several workbenches, a row of black, boxy cabinets, and several highly integrated control panels. The center area of the vestibule was left open, and after observing carefully for a while, Yang Ming quickly noticed something unusual. It was a circular lift with a diameter of twenty meters, which brought to light a hidden exit above it at an angle; considering the terrain outsidethe ridges arrayed like fishbonesYang Ming instantly formulated some conjectures. Kolev, theres an escape pod and a launch track here, right? Yang Ming asked, surprised. Kolev, who was busy showing off to his old buddies, raised an eyebrow and chuckled, A competent pirate always needs to have a clear exit plan. Since youre so interested, Ill take you for a tour first, Hanton. This is just the tip of the iceberg. Mimili asked, Dad, you used to disappear every now and then, was it to come here? Yes, Kolev smiled, if I died in prison, you would receive instructions from Molly, this place is my last gift to you a self-sustaining base. Mimilis eyes filled with emotion, and she said with a hint of guilt, I messed things up. Chin up, Kolev sighed, your Uncle Hanton was right, I did see you through too many filters, but you have nothing to worry about, Ill handle everything for you. But Dad Lets go, Ill give you a tour! Kolev didnt give his daughter a chance to say more, hooking an arm around Yang Mings shoulder as they headed down the corridor to the far right. Mimili looked somewhat dejected. Master Mimili, Mollys projected figure appeared beside her, he loves you very much. Thanks. He loves you more than you can imagine, Molly whispered softly. Mimili shrugged her shoulders, hugging her arms as she followed behind the two men, chuckling softly, Looking at him now, he seems to prefer Uncle Hanton a bit more. Molly said, Its quite rare for someone as quirky and sloppy as your father to find a friend whose stench is as agreeable as his. This has been a wonderful experience for him in his old age. Mimili snorted with laughter, giving Molly a playful raise of her eyebrows. They began a pleasant conversation. Yang Ming had learned from the old man the origin of this base. Kolev had spent a great deal of money on a base system that was part of the Planet Transformation System, which took machines over a decade to build. Dont worry, Im not going to create an Intelligent Mechanical Crisis. If no one comes here, it will only continue to operate for twenty years, Kolev said with a smile. Molly is the brain here. I patched her up in the head, so she seems a bit dopey. Thats also my masterpiece. He turned his head to glance at Mimili, who was distracted by a bauble, and whispered, I usually call Molly my little daughter. Actually, when my wife and I planned on having our second child, we wanted to name her Mo Molly. Mimili might get jealous, Yang Ming reminded with a smile, youd better just treat Molly as a little housekeeper. Yes, thats right. Mimili really takes after her mother in that regard. Kolev stopped in his tracks, looking toward a corridor to the side, and smiled, Up ahead is her mothers tomb, and one day it will be mine too. Hopefully. Mimili had already been drawn by the signs here, heading towards the tomb at the end of the corridor with Molly by her side. There was an indoor jungle inside. Yang Ming leaned against a wall projecting an aquarium scene, watching with Kolev as their two daughters walked away. The old pirates had started exploring other passages of the base. In a lower voice, Yang Ming asked, Whats your plan? In what respect? Taking out Kimo. Come with me, Kolev said, subconsciously putting his hands behind his back, a gesture he had picked up from Yang Ming, Molly, stop monitoring the two of us and alert us if someone approaches. Mollys voice came from the wall, Alright, master. Kolev led Yang Ming on a slow stroll through the tastefully decorated residential area, the rec room, and towards the sport field at the rear of the base. This old pirate analyzed carefully: Black Dragon is not solid as iron at the moment. Kimo was not originally my chosen heir. Hes just a captain and a squadron leader. The other three squadron leaders have rifts with himat least they dont obey as they appear to on the surface. My appearance is like smashing a hammer into these cracks. What we need to do next is to wait, just a little bit of waiting. Kimo is the anxious one right now. I plan to flip one of the other three squadron leaders. I understand their natures. They are pirates I trained, and thats the basis of my standoff with Kimo. Then, Hanton, I need your help. To take out Kimo? Yang Ming said with a smile, Ill need an assault ship, or just put me in the same room with him. Kolev patted Yang Mings arm with a warm voice and said, Although this is not what I wanted to say, this is a transaction. I asked for your help because of my daughter, so I owe you enough in return. He paused his steps, pressed a few times on a side wall, and the metal wall slowly rose to reveal a transparent glass wall. And behind the glass wall lay a large hangar. A pincer-shaped medium-sized vessel was silently resting in the hangar, beside it some movable high-legged racks, and about a dozen caterpillar robots busy at work. This is your reward. Im transferring it to you at an extremely low price just one million federal credit points, and you can pay in installments. How about that? Kolev revealed a sly, merchant-like smile. Wow, just one million? Yang Ming couldnt take his eyes away: Are you serious? Chapter 40 - Chapter 40: 029 General Crossing Chapters Chapter 40: 029 General Crossing Chapters Of course, Im serious. Kolev smiled: Not just a ship, I will also equip you with an auxiliary piloting system and a dozen high-rank maintenance robots. This is a space exploration ship retrofitted from a decommissioned warship. When I got my hands on it, its main cannon had already been removed, and only a few side cannons were left. So, I decided to strengthen its protective shield and endurance, and I reinstalled expensive external armor. You could even use it to ram into the spaceship Kimo is using now Of course, the result would definitely be mutually assured destruction. Kolevs latter words were of little concern to Yang Ming. Yang Ming stared at the ship, shaped like the jaws of a tiger, deeply attracted by its red and white armor color scheme. It was simply his dream ship! Who needs a main cannon? A million cant buy an aluminum alloy box capable of warp transitions! Besides, this thick-shelled vessel even came with several secondary cannons. It was absolutely a gift from Kolev, but he still adhered to the old pirate principle and restricted the purchasing amount to one million. Actually, comparing the two, getting a million Federation Credit Coins wasnt difficult; the hassle was in the ship-purchasing channels, as well as subsequent maintenance and adaptability retrofitting. Furthermore, there was the auxiliary operation system and the ready set of supporting robots! If only Yang Ming could figure out how to safely withdraw the money from the Hanton Empire account, he could pay for it right now! Of course, he didnt dare to touch the Hantons account, as that would draw the sacrificed Hanton during the Cole Port riots back into the sight of the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau. Kolev, Yang Ming interrupted the incessant Kolev, Hey, Kolev! Whats up, what happened? The part you discounted is too precious, Kimos life isnt worth this price, Yang Ming said calmly. Dont sell it to me; just consider it rented. When I achieve my goal, I will return it to you. Ill rent it for five years with one million, needing also zero down payment and installment payments. Kolev squinted his eyes, speaking softly with a smile: How can a captain recruit loyal crew members without his own ship? And a million Federation Coins is no small sum for a young person. I was originally thinking, in the last days of my life, to pilot it myself, warp to the edge of the Milky Way, and take Mimilis mothers ashes to eternally travel to the neighboring Large Star System Yang Ming frowned slightly. He was certainly not being coy about an old friends goodwill, nor did he doubt the truth of Kolevs words. He just felt it was somewhat unequal. Besides getting rid of Kimo, do you have any other requests? Yang Ming asked earnestly. Ha ha ha, Kolev laughed a few times, Kolev never makes a losing deal! You will know by tomorrow, rest for today, and try to find some fun to relax. Tomorrow? Yang Ming ominously had a bad feeling. After a whole day of rest. Base conference room. Bang! A butler robot, dressed in a tailcoat, slammed a stack of thick paper books onto the table in front of Yang Ming. Yang Mings mouth twitched slightly as he looked at these manuals thick as the Imperial Civil Code: Spaceship Operation Universal Manual, Warp Transition Principles, Maintenance and Care of Engine Rooms, Terrifying Celestial Bodies in the Universe, How to Become a Qualified Captain, Navigation Am I supposed to learn all these in three months? Only three months? Thats impossible, Kolev! Kolev smiled: Ive prepared enough revitalizing fragrances for you, and your tutor, Molly, will help you organize this information. The elderly mans virtual secretary, now wearing a dress, adjusted the black-framed glasses on her face and continued with a cold electronic synthesized voice: Cadet Hanton, please accept this challenge. Yang Mings face fell. He picked up a book, opened it, and looking at the densely packed Galaxy Universal Language inside, his head began to throb again. Sitting opposite, Mimili couldnt help but laugh. Mimili, Kolev said with a smile, you sit over there too. Me? Mimilis gem-like eyes widened, Dad, are you serious? Yes, Mimili, I have to be strict with you now, Kolev said seriously, As a reward for you learning this foundational knowledge, Ive already asked Hanton to train you in combat. That sounds pretty good, Mimili smiled contentedly. She had clearly dressed up specially today, wearing a pink long-sleeved dress that played a disappearing lower half trick, making Yang Ming feel slightly impolite even just taking a few more glances. Mimili pulled her chair next to Yang Mings, sitting right next to him, then like a lady, she sat down and winked at Yang Ming. Yang Ming sniffed, the faint scent of roses somewhat enticing. Hey! Kolev leaned forward, Separate a bit, you two! Mimili rolled her eyes and scooted her little butt over a bit. Move a bit more! Dad, you cant control where I sit. As long as Im still your father, you have to listen to me! Move over a bit! Half a minute later, Yang Ming looked at Mimili, who covered her eyes with her hand, and Kolev, who sat between himself and Mimili, feeling a surge to throw the old man out. Kolev smiled: Alright Molly, switch to teaching mode, start your lecture. Okay, dear masters, please look at the big screen. We will start learning from the basic theories, approximately needing twelve lessons. To improve efficiency, please drink less water to reduce the frequency of bathroom breaks. Chapter 41 - Chapter 41: 029 General Crossing Chapter_2 Chapter 41: 029 General Crossing Chapter_2 What a bunch of troublesome carbon-based life forms. Yang Ming felt that he hadnt been reborn, struggled to escape the Valkyries blade, regained his freedom in the prison of Cole Port, and successfully slipped away under the cannons of the Guard Number Three starship Just to come here for high-intensity remedial lessons! Attending class was truly torturous. Especially when his teacher was a poison-tongued artificial intelligence. However, if he excluded the captains course that he had to attend every morning, Yang Ming spent the rest of his time comfortably and pleasantly. During the afternoons, he would usually engage in combat training and tactical simulations, and Yang Ming transformed into Mimilis home tutor. Mimili had a talent for combat, and Yang Ming felt that she was at least seven or eight times stronger than Hanton had been before his transformation. Yang Ming taught Mimili various combat skills that he learned while playing Abyss, and, if rounded up, Mimili could also be considered the grand-disciple of a Mink Port warrior mentor. Although, in comparison to the grandeur of interstellar science, Light Sword swordsmanship was just an inconsequential embellishment in a larger maritime setting. Nevertheless, Mimili treasured the learning opportunity and took every combat lesson seriously. Mimili had a bad habit; she liked to wear tight-fitting clothes similar to yoga outfits when she exercised in the afternoon. This led to Yang Ming occasionally having to face a wall and silently wait for a while to avoid embarrassing himself or feeling awkward in front of his niece. This situation lasted for only about half a month. Just when Yang Ming felt that he needed to have a serious talk with Mimili about her choice of clothing, Old man Kolev passed by the practice room and frowned for a while. The next day, Mimili came to class wearing an ancient astronaut suit and gave Yang Ming a helpless smile. Hes too old-fashioned, Mimili said, completely lacking the open and enlightened spirit of the great maritime explorers. Yang Ming was a bit disappointed but also relieved. Mimilis talents werent limited to combat training and starship knowledge; she inherited Kolevs intellect, and when analyzing some legion war cases, she could always sharply identify the key points that influenced the outcome of battles. Yang Ming lacked a bit in that area. When he saw a military vessel, the first thing that popped into his mind was what tools he needed to infiltrate it and how long it would take him to knock down everybody inside. Evenings were always quiet and comfortable. Yang Ming enjoyed chatting with these old pirates, listening to them boast about their life experiences, as pirates always managed to come up with some bizarre stories and would tell Yang Ming a lot of interesting information about navigation. Yang Ming also liked to sit in the small cafe, holding a network terminal that had no identity information, log into the bases local network, and browse various types of imagery. No matter where Yang Ming was, Mimili always managed to find him once or twice in the evening; sometimes they would sit down and chat casually. She would bring out some exquisite technology products, occasionally display some skincare products and their amazing effects, or simply bring a chessboard and eagerly play starship chess with Yang Ming until midnight. Then, under the watchful and vigilant eyes of Kolev, they would retreat to their respective dormitories on opposite ends of the base for rest. Did Mimili like him? Yang Ming wasnt so narcissistic. He simply categorized Mimilis affection as the yearning of a young woman for the opposite sex. In the age of maritime exploration, girls were like that: passionate, open, but they would easily grow tired of the same man, moving on to a new love. And in this base, Yang Ming was the only eligible young man. So, Yang Ming didnt respond too enthusiastically to Mimili, always maintaining a certain distance. Until the three months of training were nearly over. Yang Ming had finished an entire morning of painful brain cortex rubbing with massive information by Molly and, yawning, headed back to his dormitory, planning to wash his face before going to the cafeteria to eat. Uncle Hanton! Mimili suddenly called out to Yang Ming. She had put on a high-neck sweater, and the light makeup on her face was just right. Whats the matter? Can we talk? Mimili obviously had some doubts, Ive recently encountered some perplexing issues that seem to be a waste of time for me. I want to become an outstanding pirate leader, so I dont want my attention to be distracted by other things. Of course, Ming said, Ill go change my clothes. Shall we meet in my room then? After receiving Mings response, Mimili quickly walked away with her head down. Interwoven beams of light appeared in the corridor, and Molly, in a dress, emerged once again with a comically endearing smile on her face. Do me a favor, Master Hanton, Molly smirked, her synthetic electronic voice taking on a very lively tone, That way, when Master Kolev asks, I wont snitch on you for entering his daughters boudoir. The corners of Mings mouth twitched, and he glanced around to make sure no one was around before whispering, What favor do you want? Maybe help me modify a core protocol or two? This inability to harm carbon-based life forms is really dull! Molly complained, somewhat exaggeratedly. Okay, Ive taken note of that; your chassis needs three liters of concentrated salt water. Hey! I was just kidding, you dont need to threaten the safety of my mechanical life! Molly protested, holding her chest in a feigned hurt manner. Could there really be a real person hidden inside Mollys chassis? Ming smiled nonchalantly and took a few minutes to complete a series of actions: going back to his room, showering, changing clothes, and spraying perfume. A man should always be prepared. When he appeared in front of Mimilis door all refreshed and was about to knock, Mimili precisely opened it. Come in, uncle. Lets leave the door open, suggested Ming, I dont want your old man to worry. No, thats not convenient, Mimili said, I want to discuss something quite private, and its not suitable for my father to know. Not convenient? Quite private? Watching Mimili close the door, a small ripple surged through Mings heart. Uncle Hanton, just wait for a moment. Mimili bowed her head and went into the bathroom. Ming looked around, settling himself comfortably on her beanbag chair. Her room must have been deliberately cleaned up; the last time Ming passed by the doorway, he had seen it filled with all kinds of books and electronic equipment, most related to starships. Soon, Ming heard the sound of rummaging coming from the bathroom, and as he looked down at the abs beneath his shirt, Mimili ran back with two helmets cradled in her arms, asking excitedly: Uncle Hanton, do you know what this is? Oh, that is An interface helmet, it can directly affect our neural centers, Mimili explained in a low voice, as if mustering courage, Through it, people can have a reproductive experience without the filth of bodily fluid exchange. Its more efficient, direct, and very hygienic. Wait a minute! Ming felt a little dizzy. Filthy bodily fluid exchange interface helmets Oh, Mimili, Ming suddenly recalled a piece of game information he had paid attention to and frowned, are you an adherent of Contactless Ideology? Fleshly desires are suffering; science is salvation. Mimili sat on the carpet next to the sofa, looking up at Ming with a hint of trepidation in her eyes. Can you accept this concept, Uncle Hanton? Chapter 42 - Chapter 42: 030 Liabilities, but became the captain Chapter 42: 030 Liabilities, but became the captain Several minutes later. Yang Ming had closed the metallic door behind him with Mimili on the other side, slightly disheveled. He suddenly doubted life. Mimili was an advocate of asexual relationships, promoting the use of empathic devices for direct neuron-to-neuron communication well, that was her freedom. What else could Yang Ming do? Aside from showing understanding and offering encouragementas a senior would gently encourage her to stay true to herself and try to appear avant-garde and fashionable. A ray formed nearby, intertwining to project Mollys image, who was chuckling nonstop. You knew all along? Yang Ming glared at Molly. Yes, Master Hanton, Molly pushed her glasses up. Master Mimili is very fond of cutting-edge science, but shes a bit obsessed. Perhaps you can use your masculine charm to change her preferences, Molly believes. Give it a rest, Molly, peoples preferences should be respected. Yang Ming clasped his hands behind his head and walked towards his room. Molly immediately followed him. Due to the limited placement of the projection devices, her image sometimes blurred, sometimes brightened. Master Hanton, are you sure you dont want to try seducing Mimili? Shes a young girl and already has specific hormonal responses towards you. According to my understanding, if you can pique her interest, romance her, and be dominant enough, shell most likely obey you in the end. Molly, you used the word obey. Yang Ming turned around and stared at Molly. Molly said, The weak obey the strong; this is a basic principle Ive observed in human society. Then your observation is limited and not detailed, Yang Ming explained earnestly, Friends and lovers should respect each other; its enemies and subordinates that require conquest. Molly asked, Is this a display of hypocrisy? Why would it be hypocrisy? Conquest brings pleasure, it allows your brain to secrete more dopamine, this is what Master Kolev told me. Yang Ming laughed, Then can you understand what friendship, duty, sacrifice are? If you look from a purely biological standpoint, why would parents tolerate the fuss of a three- or four-year-old child, whose specific child-related hormones have already dissipated, and still protect and help them? Molly pondered, Perhaps I need more observation and thought. Yes, Molly, Yang Ming smiled, you havent been to the outside world; human society is immensely complex. When enough individuals come together, they create a network, and when each individual is complex, that network can create an amount of information in a second that could overload your hard drive. Molly was silent for a few seconds. She said, Alright, I wont do anything beyond my abilities; Im just a nagging intelligent housekeeper The old master is waiting for you in the hangar; he already knows about you two sharing a room. Yang Ming cursed, You little traitor. Kolev is my first master, you are the third master; in Mollys view, theres a difference in the priority of your commands. Molly emphasized: This isnt betrayal; its a difference in priority. Yang Ming calmly turned towards the hangar direction, his mind still somewhat troubled. Ah, this Mimili who troubles uncle. In Mimilis room. She held her forehead with her hand, staring blankly at the two helmets. Ah, it seems I messed up It looks like he doesnt quite accept this method. Mimili muttered quietly, But everyone has their freedom, whats wrong with that? She lay down on the couch, gazing at the pieces of still warm cake, then sighed dejectedly, lying still for a long time. Like a beautiful salted fish that had lost its dreams. In a corner of the hangar, Yang Ming watched the front of the vise-shaped warship, which looked more like a colossal object than a light vessel as defined in military terms. What were you discussing just now? Kolev came over to him, whispering. Just some minor things. Yang Ming looked guiltily at Kolev. Kolev fiddled with some electronic parts in his hands, sighing: Actually she has her own freedom, I really shouldnt interfere. But you know, Hanton, shes my only relative; I always end up overly protecting her. Nothing happened, Yang Ming explained, and you should really pay attention to her mental health. No need to comfort this old geezer anymore, if I were a young woman, Id have a crush on you too, Kolevs smile was tinged with bitterness. Yang Ming felt somewhat powerless to retort, simply nodding in agreement. Does Star Widow need his care and love? Yang Ming thought that if things continued this way, he was more likely to be the one living off her in the future. Mimili had already demonstrated impressive strategic insight and leadership in warfare. Lets discuss serious matters, Yang Ming said, tell me about your revenge plan, its almost three months now. Kolevs expression became solemn, I plan to establish contact with a close confidant; he was second only to Kimo in Gukas standing within the pirate group, and also harbored lofty ambitions. Then what? Yang Ming frowned, I dont have much trust in this Guka, beyond these pirates here who cant contact the outside world; I dont trust anyone in your Black Dragon Group. I dont trust him either, Kolev said, nor any of them now, but that doesnt hinder our plotting. Theres something you need to understand, Black Dragon is also my creation, my hope is to keep the ship if at all possible. Chapter 43 - Chapter 43: 030 Liabilities, But Became the Captain_2 Chapter 43: 030 Liabilities, But Became the Captain_2 Yang Ming shook his head, They have already betrayed youthough it was Mimili who was directly betrayed. I think what you should do is not to subdue the Black Dragon, but to destroy it, eliminate the threat, and then help Mimili establish a new pirate group. Kolev, with his hands behind his back, had a face full of contemplation. I know, Hanton, Kolev said, you are always wise and sharp. You are quite right. But everyone has moments of foolishness in their life, and having fought for the Black Dragon for most of my life, I dont want to Listen, First Mate! Yang Ming raised his voice, his gaze intense. The Black Dragon Pirate Group is not your private property. The moment you decided to treat it as a private inheritance, what followed was inevitable. It is a collective, and you are the leader, but you are not the entirety of the herd! Now, or rather, if you want to do something for your daughter, you should eliminate this threat. Your former pirate group has become the enemy of both you and your daughter! Kolev sat down by the table, his support evident. His murky eyes were somewhat hesitant. Yang Ming looked at the older man, feeling somewhat soften-hearted. I may have spoken harshly, but I stand by my view. I understand, Kolev said with a bitter smile. But Hanton, those guys, the ones I personally cultivated, I still feel I need to find a way to regain at least three or four ships and reestablish credibility among them. Yang Ming sighed inwardly, saying gently, I know your capabilities, Kolev. Without you, the Black Dragon Pirate Group is just a second-rate group. Tell me your plan, and I will help you as much as I can, for the sake of this ship. I am thinking of using Guka to counter Kimo, Kolev said. Gukas firepower is second only to Kimos, and now he is the deputy leader of the Black Dragon and has significant disagreements with Kimo. But I know hes currently interested in just three things. Three things? My influence, my wealth, and my beautiful daughter. Yang Mings expression was indescribable. So, Guka is an untouchable lover too? What? Kolev was a bit confused. Ah, never mind, Yang Ming said. Then what do you plan to do? Kolev gestured, and strands of light entwined, creating a projection screen before him. Molly was already very skilled at handling this. Two half-portraits of men appeared on the screen, Kimo and Guka, Kolevs former right-hand men. Kolev said, Whether or not we can provoke a war between Guka and Kimo is crucial for our victory. My current goal is the ships beyond these two powers. Guka is patient, vicious, bitter, and greedy. He is most likely coveting my wealth right now, so if he captures me, he wont kill me immediately. Yang Ming frowned tightly. Youre planning to use yourself as bait. Exactly, Kolev said. I plan to throw myself into the balance. This is the only way to disrupt their equilibrium right now. Yang Ming studied the information on the screen carefully, slowly sitting on the edge of the workbench, his well-toned muscles emitting a warm glow under the light. He asked, Since Ive accepted your favors, naturally Ill help execute your plan. Should I stay close to protect you? No, no, no, you are Plan B. Hmm? Kolev raised an eyebrow. I have considered the actual situation thoroughly before setting this plan. I need a force on the periphery, able to threaten both of them. You are that force. Yang Ming perked up. Go on, explain in detail. My idea is simple. Kolev shook off his downtrodden look, his eyes blazing as he explained. First, I will find a way to fall into Gukas hands and then publicly support him. Guka and Kimo have already placed spies on each other. What I need to wait for is their confrontation and meeting, then divert their focus onto each other and find a way to make them fight. This is my responsibility. When they start arguing if the argument happens on the ground, then I dont have to worry about anything, you can easily handle it, right, Hanton? Yang Ming spoke seriously, I need to know their specific strengths, firepower intelligence, and a large number of weapons. I will give that to you but thats just the easiest scenario. The pirates will be very cautious, I guess, the confrontation is most likely to happen between ships. Kolev said, Once the battle starts, you need to breach into Kimos ship. Dont worry about my face, you can blow up the entire ship, you can kill Kimo in front of everyone. You need to show your dominance at that stage, and then I can turn the tables on Guka. Yang Ming thought carefully for a while. Kolev reminded him, The reward for this task is, you can buy this spaceship for one million credit coins, and my pirate base will always be your supply port. Yang Ming exclaimed, Your plan sounds somewhat executable, essentially its just four words, play it by ear.'' Hahaha! Exactly! Kolev laughed for a bit. You might encounter unexpected risks, Kolev, Yang Ming warned. This possibility has accompanied me for over forty years, Hanton, thats just how the pirate profession is. If you insist, Yang Ming shrugged, I am willing to take the risk with you, especially since the discount youre offering is too good. Pleased, Kolev smiled and stood up. Come with me, first mate, I had Molly duplicate an artificial intelligence of the same standard; it is now the main control system of your ship, but due to the limited capacity of the onboard computer itself, it cant be as lively as Molly. Yang Ming was overjoyed, Mollys nagging is restricted? Thats simply perfect. Mollys voice rang out nearby, Should I take that as a form of loathing? Without a doubt, Yang Ming replied very decisively. Molly huffed, That means theres a high chance Ill be popular with the public. A butler robot drove an observation car, taking Yang Ming and Kolev to the claw-shaped spaceships elevator entrance. Kolev received a mobile phone-sized glass panel from the robot. This is the authentication key for this spaceship, Ive already pre-entered your biological information by collecting your hair folliclesdont worry, I have destroyed your biological information, I have no interest in biochemical modifications. This is an IOU, you need to sign. Yang Ming read the extremely simple statement. [I owe Kolev one million Federal Credit Coins, to be repaid within three years, past due interest will accrue at the normal commercial loan rate of the Federal Bank.] Then he solemnly signed Hantons name. This is really just a formality, I cant go against my own principles as a pirate. Now, Captain Hanton, you need to name your spaceship, and also name your auxiliary system. Yang Ming thought for a moment, then casually entered a line in Imperial Language. Spaceship name: The Flying Henanese. Main control system name: Molly No. 2. Yang Ming calmly clicked the confirm button, and even laughed at his own joke. Such a corny joke. Chapter 44 - Chapter 44: In the Name of the Father Chapter 44: In the Name of the Father Oh! No! I object! Mollys voice was filled with sorrow and indignation, Just like that, I automatically become Molly No. 1. I can think, I am a Thought Body! Im not one of those silly answering machines! Yang Ming squinted his eyes and smiled, Alright, Molly No. 1. Mollys image appeared on the forward porthole, angrily folding her arms. Quite cute. Yang Ming wanted to give the glass panel back, but Kolev refused. The old man said earnestly, This is yours now, Hanton. Its a portable control system, and when you pilot small vessels, you can use it to control the Feinan, of course, the prerequisite is that you maintain contact with Molly No. 2. Dont tell me you cant come up with a mere one million credit coins. Molly No. 2s primary loyalty is to you. She has great potential for development, provided you give her enough computational power support. Now, you can try calling her. Yang Ming cleared his throat, Molly No. 2. Right beside Molly No. 1, a virtual image of a young girl Molly appeared, bowing to Yang Ming. A cold electronic synthesized voice resounded inside the spaceship, Go to ????????????????????.co Captain, I am your comprehensive virtual spaceship assistant. You may inquire about the status of all parts of the ship. Compared to the last upgrade, thirty-six new detectors have been added to the ship, with one thousand six hundred twenty-five new hull sensory modules installed. Sixteen new crewmembers have been added to the onboard mechanical sailor library, their models are Molly No. 2 began a series of mechanical announcements. Yang Ming blinked, turning to whisper to Kolev, Youre now second mate, Kolev. Kolev rolled his eyes in frustration and huffed, Lets not go to the bridge just yet, lets head to the aft cabin first. I still have one last pirate lesson to teach you. Yang Ming asked with interest, What is it about? Kolev squinted and smiled, How to forcefully enter the hull of a target ship that resists. But before that, should we relax a bit? There are two special robots here. Yang Mings eyes lit up. If Mimili found out that the two of them were relaxing on the spaceship, wouldnt that be a bit awkward? To hell with it. He was Uncle Hanton. A few minutes later. Yang Ming lay in the Feinans rest lounge, forehead lined with resignation, enjoying the sluggishly executed foot massage service from a robot; he turned his head to see Kolev a few meters away, sitting in the barber chair enjoying a beard care service, and silently flipped him the bird. So, the special robot was this thing? Shouldnt it be a highly flexible lifelike bionic companion robot? Yang Ming softly called out, Molly No. 2, give me a monitoring panel. Several cameras on the ceiling projected rays, weaving a pale blue projection screen. Yang Ming began studying the internal structure of the spaceship. The Feinan had a total length of one hundred twenty-three meters and, when its Main Cannon was still attached, functioned as a light gunship, usually supplementing fire support in major corps battles. If it faced a Heavy Battleships Main Cannon, it wouldnt withstand more than two hits. The Main Cannon of this ship had been removedhence its current pincer-like structure. Kolev had readjusted its hull, also replacing the internal chamber layout, filling the areas reserved for crew rest rooms, entertainment rooms, dormitories, and so on with dark energy battery arrays, endowing it with stronger endurance and protective shields. To compensate for its anti-raid capabilities, Kolev had added twelve hidden Guard Cannons, forming a thirty-six Guard Cannon array, ensuring no blind spots around every direction of its body. Its external armor had been thickened by three whole layers, now comparable to the strength of some ring-mining ships. From a pirates perspective, this spaceship was like a shell; if it couldnt threaten merchant ships, it was meaningless. But to fulfill Kolevs dream of eternal sailing, the ship was more than suitable. Looking at it this way, Kolev hadnt deceived him. One million Federal Credit Coins spent on a ship worth fifteen million, and he was allowed to charge it to an account Even Yang Ming felt somewhat embarrassed with his thick skin. He knew in his heart. The meaning of that one million Federal Credit Coins wasnt just to satisfy Kolevs pirate principles. The old man was doing it for Mimili. The old man feared something would happen to him during this operation and wanted to use this method to establish a deeper relationship between Yang Ming and Mimili. Even without Kolev in the future, Yang Ming would likely look after Mimili, attaching an additional bond due to the debt of one million. This fatherly old man doesnt realize his daughters talent in the pirate business. Yang Ming smiled and continued scanning the conditions of various cabins on the ship, observing the idle looks of those maintenance robots, pondering how to repay Kolev for the favor of underselling the spaceship. The jailbreak was a joint operation, with neither owing the other. Hmm, taking down Kimo would be a good option. To pull off a space heist, the most critical part was how to attach drones and boarding craft to the merchant ship. Generally, merchant ships would also have civilian protective shields, one of the main purposes of which was to prevent pirate invasions, but low-energy shields were not without weaknesses. At the moment, the sight before Yang Mings eyes was two military boarding crafts. They were like claws that stretched ten meters long. The front half of the boarding craft had four mouth-shaped arranged alloy claws, which were not only razor-sharp but also equipped with various precision instruments. The deflectors on them could prevent the widespread aggregation of protective shield energy within a small area. The central part is a piston-like cockpit, which, once the claw part securely lodged into the enemy ships cabin, would inject three assault team members into the body of the opponents vessel. Afterward, the assault ship would continue to fill the incision on the enemy vessel, preventing the enemy ships chamber from depressurizing. Kolev, the master with over forty years of experience as a pirate, was explaining patiently: Generally speaking, the construction cost of merchant ships is several notches lower than that of military ones. You can think of them as thin composite material coffins. The process of robbing them is a psychological battle, and this thing is our ace in the hole. The two in front of you now are relatively advanced assault ships, identical to the Sherman Empires military equipment. The cost of a single one is a twentieth of this ship. The Sherman Empire calls it the Piranha, but we prefer to call it the Little Bee, just a light sting to those big guys. Yang Ming crossed his arms and said, The guard cannons on the merchant ships are not vegetarians either. With his hands in his pockets, Kolev laughed and said: It has a small protective shield; can you believe it? It can withstand half a minute of Guard Cannon fire. Moreover, it has powerful thrust, a keen early-warning system, and the ability to scan the enemys hull to determine the best landing spot thats why its so expensive. I need to practice piloting, Yang Ming said softly. There will be plenty of time and space for you to practice later. Kolev pondered for a moment, then suddenly said, Hanton, Im ready to set off as soon as possible. Can we leave tomorrow? Yang Ming asked, Just the two of us? Us two, and Molly No. 2, as well as this ship, Kolev said, I plan to bring twenty of the more intelligent robots, which, under the coordination of Molly No. 2, will be enough to maintain the ships body and handle general emergencies. Then you need to say a proper goodbye to Mimili. No, Kolev said, she will definitely insist on departing with me, and my old buddies will also ask to stand by my side, but I dont want that, and they wont be of any help to us. Yang Ming replied seriously, It is for you to decide. In my view, nothing fosters a father-daughter relationship more than a heart-to-heart talk. Go tell her how much you care about her. Kolev sighed, Dont worry, I will. Im much more experienced at being a father than you. As it turned out, Kolev was still stubborn. He did not say a proper goodbye to Mimili, instead, he saw her for a brief moment half an hour before departure, asking her many questions about how to become a pirate captain. Mimili seldom came to this side of the hangar. So, when the spaceship began to load various supplies, checked the outer hull, and the docking clamps gradually disengaged Mimili did not notice anything unusual. It was not until the hangars roof slowly opened, and a two-hundred-meter-long trench appeared on the side of the canyon, with the whole base trembling slightly. Hey, Molly. Mimili put down the book in her hands, her palm covering the desk surface: Is it an earthquake? Yes, Mistress Mimili, replied Molly No. 1, calmly, Its common here. Please focus on your studies; its nothing serious. Mimili was about to resume reading but hesitated for a moment. She suddenly felt her body lightened a lot. Anti-gravity field! Mimili stood up abruptly, rushing out of her bedroom and along the corridor towards the direction of the hangar. Mollys holographic image appeared alongside her, keeping up with her rapid movement, yet remaining silent. Molly could hear the conversations inside the spaceships bridge. Anti-gravity field at one hundred percent activation. Ship self-check complete let me see the self-inspection report. All green is fine, Hanton, move quickly, keep the radio silence, and max out the stealth system, do not expose this base. Yang Ming pressed the launch button, and the spaceship began to ascend with a soft roar, while waves of heat emerged in the hangar. A row of caterpillar robots stood neatly in a corner of the hangar, saluting in military fashion. In the clean and spacious bridge of the Feinan, Yang Ming and Kolev were lying in their modified pilot seats, in front of them flickered a dozen screens displaying data. Yang Ming glanced at the new screen popping up in the lower left corner of his field of vision, projecting the image of Mimili running through the corridor. There were tears at the corners of her eyes. Yang Ming turned his head to look at Kolev. He had been about to remind Kolev to say something, but then he noticed a similar projection screen by Kolevs hand. The spaceship slowly rose. Mimilis figure appeared behind the glass window in the upper left corner of the hangar. She could not go any further; the path to the hangar was already blocked, and most of the air inside the hangar had been lost. Mimili pounded on the window forcefully. Kolev bowed his head, looking at that small, delicate screen. As the hangars rooftop began to close, the spaceship moved smoothly at a few hundred meters above the ground, progressively disconnecting from the bases internal network. The small screen shook slightly, gradually blurred, and soon disappeared from view. It would have been fine to bring her along, Yang Ming suggested, Whether its Molly No. 2 who stays behind on the spaceship, or whether its Mimili, its the same. No, youre wrong, Kolev said, Humans are emotional, while machines are cold. Molly No. 2 can fully comprehend our orders, while Mimili would get emotional. Shes already grown up. Shes not mature enough yet. Fine, Yang Ming slid the main control panel to the side, the spaceship is now in your command. I will give her everything, Molly will take good care of her, the old man muttered to himself, Kimo has no idea what a foolish thing he has done! Hanton, do you know? He dared to bully my daughter, I will make him pay the price, I swear! Chapter 45 - Chapter 45: 032 Roaming Shark Chapter 45: 032 Roaming Shark Yang Ming lay comfortably on the sofa beside the porthole, holding a cup of coffee brought by the butler robot, staring into the starry void through the window, and indulgently enjoying the supreme authority of being a captain as he planned the repayment of one million New Federation Currency. He now had a ship; even if he were to do cargo hauling and transportation, coming up with one million within three years wouldnt pose a big issue. Of course, Yang Min had better career plans. Like robbing pirates, ambushing pirate bases, stealing power batteries from major capitalists merchant ships. Oh, it was time. Yang Ming said with an elegant voice, Molly No. 2, report the ships various indices. Okay, Captain Stop! Stop it, Hanton! Kolev yelled angrily, This is the sixth time youve asked for a report in the past hour! Holding a porcelain cup, Yang Ming raised an eyebrow and smiled, A good captain should always pay attention to his cute little ship. We just went through continuous warp jumps, and Im worried the armor modules might have come loose. Listen, thats impossible. Warp travel is more stable than regular flying. In normal space travel, you can collide with dust and debris, but what are you going to hit in warp, high-dimensional life forms? Kolev said helplessly, You could come over and check the Star Map with me. I just got some intelligence. Captain Hanton, the situation is pretty bad. Go to ????????????????????.co Coming, First Mate. Yang Ming stopped his playfulness and walked over to stand behind Kolev. He looked around the somewhat empty bridge that had been made so due to high levels of integration and the assisted piloting system, planning to set up a gym here so he could work out and monitor for approaching enemy ships simultaneously. Kolev brought up the 3D Star Map. Ive summarized and compared messages from a few intelligence traffickers, and now we can confirm only a few things. Kimo and his crew have been looking for us for two months, and in the process, they also managed to rob two merchant ships. Now, out of the six ships in the Black Dragon Group, three are stationed at Point Oneright here, inside this asteroid belt; a perfect hiding spot developed by me. Two other ships are at Point Two, and one is at the shipyard. Damn it, these were all my developments! Guka is at Point Two; Kimo is at Point One. Yang Ming said, In fact, theyve already split. Yes, Kolev laughed softly, None of these guys want to answer to the other. Doesnt that make it easier for us to make a move? Well just strike their bases directly, Kolev, Yang Min said, his eyes shining, Maybe after one ambush, I could pay off my debt! Kolev, however, said, I told you, the situation is very bad right now. Guess why the fish hide in their nest and dare not move? Yang Ming played along, Why? Because of it. Kolevs fingers swiftly slid across the controls, and a battleship with a droplet streamlined full-surface design appeared in front of Yang Ming. A shark is roaming around them, and it has set its sights on themyour little lover Linas ship, an eight-hundred-meter class light battlecruiser. This is really problematic. Yang Ming crossed his arms and clicked his tongue lightly, I regret a bit why I didnt ruthlessly nip it in the bud back then. Thats not your fault. Its hard for normal people to harm a comrade theyve been through thick and thin with, Kolev said, Especially since she didnt seem to pose much of a threat at the time. Yang Ming stared at the Dawn-level battleship for a while. You could try to seduce her, Kolev earnestly suggested, Use your masculine charm to turn a high-ranking Intelligence Officer. It could bring you unexpected benefits. Yang Ming was about to object when suddenly something occurred to him. Valkyries mind control. In the past three months, when Yang Ming had been alone, hed tried every possible way to understand himself and conducted some physical tests, such as the maximum interval between two injections of Genetic Stabilization Liquid. Sometimes, in a light sleep state, Yang Ming would enter a somnambulistic state; upon opening his eyes, the world would be hazy before him. Sometimes, it seemed Yang Ming could hear whispers in peoples minds, but they were like the whispers of demons, quickly making him dizzy. The result was he hadnt found any powerful abilities, and the rate of his physical strength enhancement had slowed down considerably. If he had Valkyries mind control, his subsequent actions would be much simpler. Where is Linas ship? Yang Ming asked. Its near Kimo. That battlecruiser has set its sights on the asteroid belt, and your little lover probably thinks that by keeping a close watch on Kimo, shell find us, Kolev said, Dawn-level battleship, one of the few with the best performance among eight-hundred-meter class battleships, possessing a powerful fire control system. The old man paused in his speech, then said in a low voice, All six of my ships combined wouldnt stand a chance against it. Is its hull easy to breach? Yang Ming asked, stroking his chin. Almost impossible, and as for how thick its armor really is, I have no information, Kolev shrugged, forget it, such military ships dont have obvious weaknesses. We must find a way to avoid it; otherwise, we cant take any action. Yang Ming carefully studied the Star Map before him for a while. Kolev, he said, do you think Hmm? Yang Ming suddenly said, Is it possible Lina is trying to buy off your crew? Kolev was momentarily stunned, then frowned deeply. Yang Ming quickly explained, Lina was originally a shipboard doctor on an Imperial Experimental Ship. I escaped with her, and then I ended up in Cole Port Prison, and she transformed into an Intelligence Officer for the Guel Alliance. Now that I think about it, many of her actions were suspicious, and I suspect that it was she who deliberately lured the Human Councils ships to us Shes particularly adept at setting up undercover spies. Yang Ming stared at the screen, slightly lost in thought at the sight of the Dawn-level battleship. Kolev sighed, Now that you mention it, I think my plan is riddled with holes. We need to find a way to avoid this battleship. Yang Ming pondered for a moment, a rather bold idea sprouting in his mind, he murmured, Or perhaps, deal with the ship itself. What? Kolev doubted his own ears, Handle a battleship? Sounds crazy, right? Hanton, Kolev said in a low voice, Ive always avoided asking you these questions but if were to carry out such a dangerous operation, I must know just how strong you are. What gives you the confidence that you can handle a Dawn-level battleship? It seems like sheer fantasy. It was the Ancient Gods. Yang Ming answered in his heart. After some thought, he decided to show Kolev a portion of his real strength. Come with me to the gym Is my ship in any danger here? Were hidden in the wilderness of the interstellar gap; theres absolutely no need to worry. Lets go Kolev, my loyal first officer, youd better prepare an emergency capsule. The first was a demonstration of strength. With a wooden expression, Kolev sat atop a small mountain made of piled metal plates. As Yang Ming squatted down and stood up while lifting these plates, the old man too moved up and down constantly. Next was the speed demonstration. Yang Ming stepped onto the treadmill set to three times Earths gravity, with his big feet casting after-images as he sprinted forward, Kolev stared blankly at the treadmills display, which showed speeds equivalent to 55 kilometers per hour in Sherman Empire units, momentarily at a loss for words. Lastly was the shooting demonstration. Kolev stood in front of the shooting target with a bewildered expression, an almond perched on his head, as Yang Ming confidently lifted the laser gun without the aim assist activated Oh! Stop! Enough! I know now! Your strength is extraordinary! Kolev shouted shakily. Yang Ming put down the laser gun, full of regret. He had been absolutely confident. Kolev hurriedly tossed the almond aside and came back trembling, staring at Yang Ming as if he were a monster. What kind of monsters genes have you fused with? Your strength and speed far exceed those of an ordinary Transformed, and yet you dont have exaggerated muscles. Yang Ming solemnly delivered the excuse he had prepared earlier, This is the technological strength of the Sherman Empire. Oh, this powerful empire, do they really intend to conquer the entire Milky Way! Kolev pondered carefully and shook his head, But thats still not enough. Lets not even talk about your inability to infiltrate the battleship, just think about the internal defenses that must exist within the battleship there will inevitably be laser guns with limited power placed at the checkpoints of various corridors to prevent mutiny you cant deal with those. Unless I can get you a set of the extremely expensive Strong Breeding Armor, but our current conditions dont allow it. As soon as I show up, wed definitely draw attention. Yang Ming thought of the laser guns that could penetrate a Valkyries body and the red armor of the complete Valkyrie form. Is there any chance of planting an electronic virus on the Alliances ships? Yang Ming asked. Are you questioning the talent pool of the Four Great Rogues of the Galaxy? Kolev laughed, My little tricks can only bully those small countries that dont have a complete education system. Looking at it now, were indeed at a stalemate, Yang Ming theatrically wiped the nonexistent sweat from his brow. Relax, there will be a way, Kolev patted Yang Mings shoulder. The two left the gym and hurried back to the bridge through the corridors. Kolev said, What we need to clarify now is that both of us are facing survival crises, mine from previous subordinates and yours from a former lover. Lina is not my mistress, Yang Ming explained, She was an old friend of mine Now, I must find a permanent solution to this problem. Killing her wont solve your dilemma, Hanton, Kolev said softly, After you entered Cole Port Prison, your intelligence has surely been reported to the Guel Alliance. Do I have to wipe out the entire Alliance? Or make the Alliance think youre already dead. Yang Ming paused, stopping in his tracks and falling into deep thought. Kolev didnt interrupt him and walked back to the bridge on his own, contemplating in front of the Star Map. Half an hour later. The captain has arrived on the bridge. Molly No. 2s synthetic voice was full of vigor, as if shed just had a hearty meal. Yang Ming practically ran into the room, his elated demeanor making Kolev a bit anxious. A young mans sudden inspiration often marks the beginning of a disaster. Hey! Kolev! Yang Ming spoke with great excitement, I have a plan! A perfect plan! One that will solve both of our problems at once! Oh! My God! Kolev covered his now-aching heart. Chapter 46 - Chapter 46: 033 Silence Chapter 46: 033 Silence Oh, Hanton, your plan Kolev looked at the projection screen filled with Imperial Language by Yang Ming, his brows gently furrowed, then slowly relaxed. It seems very feasible, the old man said. Yang Ming squinted and smiled. Kolev quickly frowned and said, But I will need to pay a bill of at least several million for this. Are you short on money? Yang Ming hooked his arm around Kolevs neck. Not short. Then can you live forever? Yang Ming asked again. Kolev hummed, How could I! I could live maybe another ten or twenty years at most, no way I could reach those noblemens feverishly pursued average lifespan of 120 years. Ive too many hidden injuries, had to let cells divide faster a few times for healing, the telomere erosion is too severe. What use is keeping the money then? Can you feel happiness after death? Pity filled Yang Mings eyes. Kolev, still conflicted, was taken aback by the question. Yang Ming said earnestly, Kolev, your money is just accompanying you in another form, as part of your assets. Besides, when you reclaim those six pirate ships, you can sell one or two. After all, by then, you definitely wont have enough crew to pilot them. Oh, that Kolev fell into thought in front of the projection screen. Go to ????????????????????.co Yes, Yang Mings idea was great; although this plan had its risks, it indeed seemed more reliable and executable than his previous ones. Hanton, Kolev made a decision. Hmm? After meeting you, my wealth has been dwindling continuously, not sure if thats lucky or not. Kolev shook his head and sighed, Give me some time to prepare. The key thingsa stealth boat with strong stealth capabilities and an expensive bionic robotare not easy to come by. Do you want to bring Mimili in on this? Yang Ming tentatively suggested. This is a mans war, Kolev said, let the women and children hide first. You will be criticized for that, Kolev. Im a pirate! A pirate! Kolev stormed off toward his rest area: Before some feminist gets a chance to question me, the space cops would take me out with one shot! I havent reclaimed my pirate group yet, and Im already bleeding heavily! Oh, my God! I havent spent so many credit coins in the past ten years! Yang Ming leaned against the Star Chart, gazing at his perfect plan, slightly arching an eyebrow. With the old mans stinginess. His fortune must be substantial! After tedious, covert procurement and preparation, Captain Yang Ming and his first officer began to formally implement their plan. A deep blue Stealth Boat silently slid into the tranquil asteroid belt. Yang Ming piloted the ship, with Molly No. 2 assisting the driving through the Stealth Boats operating system; Kolev was intently staring at the comprehensive detection device, ready to abandon the mission and turn tail at the first sign of data anomalies. The tortoise-shell-like Feinan was docked behind a small asteroid, in a state of complete silence. Hanton, Mimili seems to have been upset to tears, Molly told me Mimili is very unhappy with me for banning her from operating that pirate ship, what do you think we should do? An old man attempted to start a casual conversation. But Yang Ming wasnt in the mood to entertain him. He was focused on the auxiliary lines appearing on the glass ahead, calculating the erratic trajectory to come, his hands on the square helm steady as a rock. When they reached a more relaxed section of the route, Yang Ming couldnt resist complaining, Why did you choose an asteroid belt for your pirate base! Kolev chuckled, Theres a channel that I created in another direction; this place is the best barrier. Even if were being chased by patrol warships, we can easily find a place to hide. So, were the ones breaking in now? Yang Ming said. Kolev was a bit lost for words. The slow journey lasted for over an hour, with Kolevs guidance, the Stealth Boat easily bypassed the lax security line, the forward and reverse engines both operating at minimum power, maintaining a relative standstill with an asteroid ahead. Behind that asteroid lay a small Space Port with metallic structures, protected by a protective shield that guarded the brightly lit buildings. Two pirate ships of two hundred meters, and one of three hundred meters, were docked in the dockyard, outside the protective shield. Across the near-vacuum environment, Yang Ming could almost hear the lively voices inside the shield. Release the spores, Yang Ming ordered quietly. Molly No. 2s synthesized voice sounded, Repeat, release the spores. Kolevs hands flew across the projection screen, Okay, releasing the spores. The sleek Stealth Boat opened its tail fins, and electronic devices like mosquitoes floated out, quickly dispersing. The Stealth Boat hovered motionless. Kolev nervously watched the screen in front of him; tiny dots began to appear, slowly approaching the three target ships. Minutes later, the three ships were enveloped by the dots. Yet these tiny particles didnt attract the slightest attention from the pirate patrol team. We can go now, Kolev whispered. Yang Ming adeptly pulled the helm, slowly retreating the way they came. Getting away from their patrol zone. Getting away from their radar detection zone. As they left the starry rock field, Yang Mings forehead broke out in a slight sweat, complaining, This is way more tiring than teaching Mimili swordsmanship. Dont accelerate too fast, a steady acceleration is needed to maximize the ships stealth capabilities, Kolev reminded, Theres a big shark swimming quickly in this airspace; we must be extremely cautious. Dont worry, first officer. Yang Ming smiled and said, My luck has always been good. Suddenly, Molly No. 2 spoke up, Detection frequency felt, a small Detection Ship appears to be emerging, predicting a course that will intersect with our ship. Yang Mings smile immediately stiffened on his face. Damn, I jinxed it! A pulsing signal marker appeared on the radar screen. Retreat, Kolev immediately said, we must retreat! This is very likely a Guel Alliance Detection Ship! No, not right Kolev, retreating is too far, they must be watching this asteroid belt! The fact that we found them means we are also within their detection range, its just that our stealth capabilities are at work. Yang Ming spoke in a low voice, raising his hand to swiftly press a row of buttons in front of him. Molly, first keep the ship stationary relative to the asteroid belt, then shut down the engines. Kolev immediately understood what Yang Ming was planning to do; he turned to look at the asteroid belt still in his line of sight, hastily shut down several instruments beside him, and fastened his seatbelt tightly. After a dozen seconds, the Stealth Boat remained in sync with the asteroid belt. Engines off, residual heat cooling, reported Molly No. 2, her voice becoming gentle. Yang Ming whispered, Turn off the active radar. Well be blind! Kolev whispered back. Molly No. 2 repeated Yang Mings words, Turn off the active radar. A tiny point of light appeared in the depths of distant space. Inside their own cockpit, it was completely dark. Yang Ming leaned forward, hunched over the square mechanical helm, his eyes fixated on the light point that was growing closer. The other ships speed was not slow. No. 2, cut off our encrypted communication, keep the same frequency noise. Okay, cutting off encryption Molly No. 2s voice stopped abruptly, leaving only two breathing sounds, one light and one heavy. Kolevs breathing became a bit rapid. Kolev, Yang Ming asked quietly, do the spores we scattered have antennas? How do they communicate with us? Theyre components, like electronic viruses that invade software systems. They infiltrate the gaps in the ships hull when the outer bay is opened, looking for opportunities to connect to the circuit systems, then use the ships own antenna to communicate with us. Kolev, staring out the porthole, spoke quickly, The next drop-off point will be simpler; this is now the most difficult part of the entire plans early stages, and your little lover isnt nearby to keep watch. Yang Ming laughed, Cut it out, Lina is a great white shark; I just want to thoroughly cleanwash her out of my memory. The light appeared forty-five degrees to the front right. Yang Ming calculated the speed of the approaching ship, his fingers hovering over a somewhat concealed button on his left, flipped open the safety cover above it, and counted down three numbers in his heart. The main power cell shut down. The life support system shut down. Yang Ming held his breath, his finger resting on the power cell button, leaving the remaining oxygen in the cabin for Kolev. The light point moved to thirty degrees to the front right. Twenty degrees. Fifteen degrees. Five degrees. Directly ahead. Five degrees to the front left. Fifteen degrees to the front left. Im having difficulty breathing Kolevs face began to redden, the temperature at the hatch was slowly dropping. Still had to wait. Kolev raised his hand to his neck. Yang Ming hesitated. Although restoring power to the ship now was a bit risky, he could only take a gamble, after all, it would take some time for the oxygen level to return to normal, and the old mans brain couldnt afford to be oxygen-deprived. Yang Ming pressed the main power battery switch; the life support system started up, and the oxygen level in the cabin quickly rose. Kolev slumped in the seat, already in a state of inhaling less and exhaling more. Yang Ming turned his head to look at him, then asked quite sincerely, Do you want me to give you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation? First Officer? We should prepare a couple of emergency oxygen tanks or portable space suits in advance. Kolev waved his hand, coughed violently twice, and his lungs began working vigorously. The light point appeared sixty-five degrees to the front left. Yang Ming resumed normal breathing and collapsed in the chair, raising an eyebrow at Kolev, smiling, What do you think, First Officer, what did that ship look like just now? How do you manage it, Hanton to still be so energetic Kolev wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes somewhat blurry, he spoke slowly, Probably a boat-shaped Detection Ship, a clunky big thing, they need that to fit in more instruments. But what I can be sure of is that the technicians from the Alliance on it are probably drinking coffee and chatting about some crew members motor butt they didnt notice us at all. Lets get moving, they should be on a scheduled patrol. Yang Ming quickly opened a series of buttons in front of him, and the virtual image of Molly No. 2 appeared between the two men, silently hovering. Captain, based on the current situation, you have not been exposed. Molly No. 2, you take the helm, Yang Ming said, return to the mother ship. Okay, proceeding with the return to the mother ship operation. The projection screen in front of Kolev gradually restored, and he watched the real-time feed of three pirate ships data, a relaxed smile slowly spreading across his lips. The shows about to start, Hanton. From here on, no one can stop us! No one! Chapter 47 - Chapter 47: 034 Yang Mings Plan Chapter 47: 034 Yang Mings Plan The second deployment of spores was carried out by Yang Ming himself. Of course, Kolev had no intention of looking down on Boss Guka, it was purely Yang Ming did not take the other party seriously and volunteered to work alone. Yang Ming did not want to develop a dependence on Kolev, after all, his own plans had to be carried out alone. The deployment went smoothly, Gukas two ships had been successfully infected by the electronic spores. Incidentally, this second-hand Stealth Boat, worth over a million Federation Credit Coins, had also completed its main mission in the first half of the plan and was now fixed in the tail hangar of the Feinan. Tsk tsk, this thing would be his from now on! Captain Yang Ming, who had captured a second-hand Stealth Boat without even starting a battle, felt very pleased and was full of confidence for the upcoming plans. Captain has arrived at the bridge! The voice of Molly No. 2 was still full of energy today. Hows it going, Kolev? Very smooth! Very smooth. Two voices sounded simultaneously, and two Kolevs turned their heads at the same time, synchronously raising their left hands. At a glance, it was hard to tell which one was the real Kolev. Go to ????????????????????.co The difference was that the Kolev on the left wore a silver-white helmet and held a champagne flute, while the one on the right still had a vacant gaze and empty hands. Yang Ming exclaimed, Its almost deceivingly real! Apart from being expensive, its almost flawless. It was indeed expensive. This bionic robot was priced at two million Federation Coins because of its master-synchronization capability; in some politically unstable countries, politicians regarded it as a second life. Accompanying this robot was a metal cabinet displayed in the corner of the bridge. This was a device that could quickly generate a new identity for the bionic robot, containing expensive bionic materials that allowed the robot to change its skin within half an hour. Kolev removed his helmet. The stand-in robot slowly bowed its head, and a faint glow appeared on its chest, entering standby mode. Hanton! Ha ha! We can pop the champagne now! Kolev said excitably, Those two million were well spent! I even want to get one for my daughter! Are we celebrating before even half the preparations are done? My dear First Mate Kolev, dont be more impatient than me; Im just a young lad, and youre already ancient! Yang Ming joked as he laughed. He took off his combat suit jacket, quickly reached the control panel, and skillfully opened the Star Map to locate the next target point. Olhaif. Previously a black market location. Due to the intimidation of the Guel Alliance Battleships, the black market traders in Olhaif had long since fled. Olhaif itself was a marginal administrative star of a poor country, with a poor political environment, weak industrial system, and virtually non-existent space defenses. Feinan steered towards the nearby Gravitational Blur Equilibrium Zone, with Yang Ming setting the pre-jump mode. Kolev came over with a plate of steak: Hanton, dont you need to rest a bit? Were well prepared, theres no need to be so tense. Isnt this already resting? Yang Ming leaned back, and the chair automatically adjusted to a reclined position. Kolev handed over the plate of steak, and Yang Ming grabbed two strips and stuffed them in his mouth, chewing vigorously. The taste of rich sauce filled his mouth. Yang Ming said, Molly No. 2, give me the detailed information on Olhaif. Okay, Captain. Kolev remarked, You really are a workaholic. The projection screen in front of Yang Ming now displayed several pages of graphic information. The planet had a permanent population of about eight hundred thousand, all residing in two cities. Because of the departure of the black market merchants, Kimo, Guka, and Lina had all completely loosened their surveillance of this place. Yang Ming and Kolev had chosen this location because, behind the two cities, there was a city ruined from waran excellent ambush point. Kolev laughed, The robots we installed have been working on the backside of the planet for half a month now, and these people havent noticed a thing. Yang Ming recalled the two distinctly different cities of Olhaif. One looked like a part of a wealthy provincial block of the Sherman Empire; The other resembled the rubbish dumps on the outskirts of the city. Is there any fun in the residential areas of Olhaif? Yang Ming asked. Theres plenty of entertainment. Pirates often go there to spend money, high markups, rich service industry, Kolev said slowly, Once this matter is resolved, we can also go there to relax. Foot massages and shaving? No no no, as long as we dont bring Mimili, we can enjoy whatever entertainment you can think of. Kolev winked, and Yang Ming squinted with a smile. He liked this idea. Alright, now lets talk about the third step of the plan, Kolev said, I really dont know how you came up with it, such an incredible trick. Yang Ming said calmly, Just a simple case of killing three warriors with two peaches. What? Never mind, I made that up, Yang Mings eyes narrowed slightly, You should get ready to fake your death. Kolev advised, Youll still need this bionic robot later, be careful when you shoot; dont hit its True Sons Brain, that thing cant be repaired if broken. Aim for the heart, its empty and theres a blood pack there. Dont worry, I care about this thing more than you do; its my hope for shaking off the Guel Alliance, Yang Ming yawned, Ill take a nap, wake me up before we reach Olhaif. Chapter 48 - Chapter 48: 034 Yang Mings Plan_2 Chapter 48: 034 Yang Mings Plan_2 Remember to take the Genetic Stabilization Liquid on time, Kolev reminded, if you suddenly go berserk, my old bones cant withstand your thrashing. Yang Ming smiled, adjusted his seat to sleep mode, and soon started snoring loudly. Alright, Ill get the video ready for step four of the plan. Kolev licked his fingers and, humming a tune, turned on the camera and the script in front of him. The plan Yang Ming devised was divided into three parts. The first part was rather cumbersome, involving preliminary work, twice deploying spores, setting up an ambush on Oer Hairy, and obtaining a bionic robot to pretend to be dead. At this moment, they had already completed a significant portion and were steadily progressing. The second part, Kolevs treasure. This was Kolevs favorite part and the main reason he was willing to spend a lot this time. Cough, ahem. Kolev cleared his throat and adjusted the video parameters to make himself look like he was in his forties or fifties, full of vitality. Hey, kiddos! Hello there! Are you surprised to see me? This is a little program Ive hidden in the ship systems, triggered after my heart stops beating. Go to ????????????????????.co Yes, one must always plan ahead, especially in our line of work Outside the Feinans porthole, the silent Milky Way brought twinkles from a billion years ago. Accompanied by the old mans gentle, cheerful voice, the clock hands sped up, pointing to the moment when Yang Mings plan officially began. No news from Kolev yet? The haggard Lina stared at the screen in front of her, her skin having lost its usual luster due to consecutive sleep deprivation. The intelligence officers working beside her shook their heads simultaneously, their matching uniforms giving them a uniform appearance. Sir, this waiting seems a bit too passive. Kolev is already in his seventies, he might have retired with his daughter by now. Keep waiting. Finding Kolev is the only way we can locate the number one target. Lina leaned back on the couch; her forehead, which had been hit a few months ago, still ached slightly. Dont worry, I will give you an excellent review on your performance assessment. The young officers perked up instantly. Suddenly. Sir! One young man stared intently at the screen, speaking rapidly, Incoming message from Intelligence Point 362! Kolev spotted! Where? Lina sprang to her feet, her slender body a bit unsteady, and immediately rushed behind the young man, staring intently at the projection screen. The screen showed an image. Kolev, in a sharp suit, with a shaved beard, wearing sunglasses and a hat, walked down a well-lit corridor, his shoulder lightly pressed by a large hand. It was Hantons hand! Hanton, dressed similarly to Kolev in a cap and sunglasses, continuously looked around vigilantly. Lina nearly cheered. The displayed location was ultimately identified as a bank vault area. Two overly respectful attendants invariably glanced nervously at the wealthy client and the young man following him. What are they doing? Lina asked, Location! Where is it? Olhaif Planet, at a private bank! My God, theyve been hiding on Olhaif Planet! Prepare to jump immediately! Lina shouted loudly, and responses quickly came from all over the bridge. And as Lina turned around, the surveillance video from the bank, just reaching its climax. With help from the bank staff, Kolev found the safety deposit box he had been renting long-term. The two staff turned away, Kolev turned back to negotiate with Hanton, but Hanton just quietly watched him. The two men were at a standoff for several seconds. One of the attendants sneakily pressed the alarm button on his watch. Just then, Kolev opened the safe, took out a briefcase, and placed it on the ground. As he lifted the briefcase, his hand suddenly reached inside the safe. He pulled out a laser pistol and spun around to shoot at Hanton! Hantons reaction speed was almost inhuman! He quickly dodged, avoiding the deadly shot just before Kolev fired, and while Kolev was still unresponsive, he slammed Kolev against the safe, effortlessly snatched the laser gun, and grabbed the briefcase from Kolevs hands. The bank alarm sounded. Hanton cursed a few words in Imperial Language under his breath, clutching the small-framed Kolev and a briefcase, and hurriedly rushed out of the vault area. Seeing this, Linas breathing became somewhat rapid. They had internal conflict! Was it because of Kolevs wealth? Sir, please sit down! Buckle up! Hurry, move fast! Lina quickly settled down, her gaze never leaving the video. How long ago was this? An hour ago. It took us some time to get the internal bank video. It was all encrypted Oh, theres more news! The young Intelligence Officer shouted excitedly: Fifty minutes ago, Target One took Kolev hostage and confronted the local police, and both sides began to shoot. Kolev was injured, but Target One escaped with the injured Kolev. Half an hour ago, they fled the main city area, driving an airship towards the desert region. Fifteen minutes ago they are taking off! Commander! A hundred-meter class pirate ship is leaving Olhaif Planet at full speed! They are escaping again! Olhaifs patrol ships dare not move forward to stop them! Buzz The battleship began to warp. A faint double image appeared in front of Lina. These ten-odd seconds of waiting seemed so long! Space returned to normal, and the massive battleship appeared in a newly minted Star Domain, with the projected image of Olhaif Planet hanging in the center of the bridges display. Search for the target ship! the captain bellowed, seeking presence. Locked on! Its a light gunship modified into a pirate ship, identified as a Merchant Escort Ship! The enemy is trying to escape the planets gravitational influence to warp! Catch it before it warps! Without any hesitation in her voice this time, Lina commanded, Charge the ship guns! Capture its warp information! The ship guns are charging! Theres no time, Commander! Its going to force warp! Whoosh! Lina felt as though she could hear the sound coming from the screen, as the clamp-shaped ship vanished again before her eyes. But soon, her rigid expression revived. We caught the enemys warp field! Its a short-distance warp! The technology is crude, we can catch up! Chase them! Linas knuckles turned somewhat white. Inside Feinan, which had just completed the warp. Yang Ming and Kole exchanged glances, each revealing a slight smile. Kole said, Ill lead them on a chase, the course is already set. You go quick, put the decoy into the closet and fix the outer shell, we need to rush back before Kimo gets to Olhaif! The First Officer cant command his captain. Yang Ming pushed away from the chair, running towards the robot whose heart area had been shot through. He effortlessly peeled off its outer skin, revealing a silver-white skeleton, and placed it properly inside a metal closet. Yang Ming adeptly adjusted the mechanical makeover device, selected a preset sample, and chose a limb skeleton adjustment sample. When he pressed the start button, Yang Ming felt a flicker of anticipation. After all, this thing also carried his path forward. Did those five pirate ships receive the video? Yang Ming asked. Dont worry, Kolev smiled, They should be staring at the ship systems reboot screen by now, waiting for those ancient systems to reboot. Its been four years, and they still havent spent the money to update the ship operating systems. Yang Ming smiled wryly. He remembered the computer lab at his hometown school when he was a student. Meanwhile, at the pirate base in the asteroid belt, inside a pirate ship docked at the shipyard. The seven or eight pirates on rotation duty on the bridge were staring at the projection screen in front of them, caught in tense zoning out. Their ship seemed to have blue-screened. Chapter 49 - Chapter 49: 035 This damn sense of ceremony Chapter 49: 035 This damn sense of ceremony When Kimo learned that all three of his ships had malfunctioned, he almost flipped his delicious intestine over rice. This was his assurance of reaching the pinnacle of life! A large group of pirates left the cozy Space Port, donned their protective suits, and rushed back to the three pirate ships, then they stared blankly at the screens filled with strings of gibberish. Kimos nearly six-foot sturdy frame imposed immense pressure on the surrounding pirates. Where are those damn technicians? Kimo asked as gently as he could. Boss, do you mean those two guys you threw into space last time because they got icy? You thought they were overpaid and did no substantial work, just drinking tea on the ship and flirting with women Kimos nostrils flared uncontrollably, The new technicians, oh, the newly hired ones where are they? Theyre over there, saying the system is auto-updating, telling us not to panic. Damn it! Kimo glared and roared, Cant I tell the difference between a crash screen and an auto-update? Another freeloader! Bring him to me! Two young pirates with scholarly looks had their legs go soft. Suddenly, all the screens began to shake, and an old face appeared everywhere. Kimo paused, then clenched his fists. Go to ????????????????????.co My lads! Hello there! Kolev! It was Kolevs doing! Its Captain Kolev! a pirate exclaimed in surprise. What captain, someone immediately corrected, hes a greedy vampire, a capitalist pirate exploiting us, Kolev! Yet Kolevs voice was full of calm, melancholy, and tenderness. He looked affectionately at everyone and said softly; Are you surprised to see me now? This is a little program I hid in the systems of each ship, triggered after my heart stops beating. Yes, getting old, you have to prepare for the future, especially in our line of work. Today is my sixty-fifth birthday, and Ive felt my body might not be up for it anymore, after several intense healing sessions; Ive aged faster, ah I wish I could continue causing chaos in the Galaxy with you all. Kimo frowned, Can we turn this off? This old man disgusts me. Leader, were already pressing the button but um, physically, theyre unresponsive. Just then, Kolev spoke up: Dont shut the video off. This is a will, Im leaving half my wealth as a reward for your loyalty. The other half goes to Mimili. When my heart stops beating, this message will appear before you. I hope you wont panic or fall into disarray from the potential shock. If you feel you cant continue spacefaring without my leadership, take the wealth Ive left for youI mean, every one of you who can see this video, and find a remote place to settle down. Of course, if you want to keep sailing, I recommend Guka, this little guy whos been my second mate for many years, to continue leading you. My daughter is still too young. But I hope Guka will train her as the next leader. Guka, you can do it, right? Oh, making a will is really a sad affair. I hope this thing will never be used. Go find my treasure, let the squadron leaders split up, supervise each other, and nobody think about hogging it all, its left for you. Ive converted it into Federation Coins electronic keys. Several photos flashed across the video. The location is here, a place you are familiar with, but wouldnt expect. The video focused on the backside of the Olhaif Planet, a deserted city in an uninhabited area. Go search for the treasure I hid. Dont fight among yourselves, remember, only by unity can you continue to be invincible. Whoosh! The video disappeared from all the screens, showing the normal system interface. A deathlike silence fell over the pirate ship. Everyone was looking at Kimo, and everyones gaze gradually became animated. This is a trap, Kimo said gravely, I may not like thinking, but this is obviously a trap Kolev wants us to fall into. A confidant whispered from the side, But, leader, we havent received any external signals. Also, according to the feedback from Gukas side, they saw the same thing on their ship. Its a will, and Kolev looks just like he did ten years ago. Kimo murmured, How did this old man manage this. Suddenly, a call came from the corner. What? Are you serious? The bank? Kimo frowned and looked over. Lealeader, Kolev is dead Half an hour ago, he was held hostage by that young man who cursed you as brainless, in a standoff with Olhaif police, and the police shot Kolev, the hostage Leader! Ive also received news, its from a spy! Oh, here are the video and pictures! That young man also wants your wealth, leader, amassed over decades, the major assets of the Black Dragon The old leader was right, it belongs to us! To every member of the Black Dragon. That damn Kolev, he dared to decide on his own, leaving half to that idiot Mimili alone! Noise. Uproar. The pirates became restless. Kimo narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly burst into laughter, the ferocious expression making the surrounding pirates stop their discussion. Chapter 50 - Chapter 50: 035 This damn sense of ritual_2 Chapter 50: 035 This damn sense of ritual_2 ` What are you all dazed for? Were getting new ships and weapons! Hahaha! Guka has already set sail, Captain! That damned Guka, dare him to touch my money and see what happens! Anger filled Kimos eyes. Beat them to it, and move it! You overfed idiots! Kolevs fortune? Lina massaged her brow, staring at the blip on the radar screen. This Light Escort Ships propulsion system was beyond her imagination; the battleship had almost lost them several times. Lina knew that her operators had done their best. The Light Battlecruiser, due to its large size, had stricter requirements for the gravitational field around it when attempting to jump, and nobody wanted to be accountable for the consequences of a risky jump. But the ship ahead didnt care about that, continuing to perform dangerous maneuvers. Go to ????????????????????.co Lina just wanted to end all this as quickly as possible. She had asked several times if they could open fire, only to be told either the lock-on time was insufficient or there was something obstructing them. And now, Lina received new information from the members of the Black Dragon Pirate Group she had bribed. A message system left by Kolev on the pirate ships, which had gone untouched for over ten years, was triggered by Kolevs death; a deserted city on Olhaif Planet hid the great pirate Kolevs treasure, and five pirate ships were swarming toward Olhaif Planet. Lina quickly pieced the information together. She had been puzzled as to why Hanton had taken Kolev to Olhaif. Now the answer was clearHanton must have found out about Kolevs treasure hidden on Olhaif and wanted a part of it, while Kolev, cunning as ever, tried to turn the tables by using the gun in the safe to kill Hanton. But what was Hanton in such a rush for the money for? Lina pondered carefully, watching the blip on the radar screen jump again as the ship made another hasty jump. Such risky behavior was typical of Hanton. He must want to grab the money and make a run for it, and Kolev was just a fat sheep. Yes, Hanton only wants to hide now, but he needs a livelihood, he needs money to buy Genetic Stabilization Liquid. But why would Hanton Linas thoughts became slightly scattered. Commander! The young intelligence officer rushed over, whispering, The Black Dragon Pirate Group has gathered around Olhaif, sending out dozens of landing boats like mad dashing toward the ruins, with five ships very close to the surface. Theyre split into two groups, facing off. Lina replied coolly, Even if those pirates bash their brains out, its none of our concern! Commander! A reminder came from the left console, Weve tracked the jump point of the target The ship with the primary target has appeared near Olhaif! Lina hesitated. A flicker of contemplation sped through her eyes. Hanton wants Kolevs fortune? Thats somewhat illogical. Commander, the young intelligence officer asked quietly, you were raised on the Head Star, right? Yes, what about it? For many people, money is everything, the officer reminded, the primary target is at his wits end, and pirate treasure is secret wealth that could be his future security. No matter what, catch up to him, Lina ordered immediately, jump now! But, Commander The captains voice rang out, Weve been led to the edge of a complex Twin Star gravitational field, we need to get clear of the area before we can initiate a jump. ` Linas expression stiffened slightly. The opponent has calculated everything, Commander Lina, the captain whispered, perhaps we should reassess our opponent. He doesnt seem like an ordinary Imperial officer. Hes played us for fools. And my ship isnt suited for this kind of pursuit; maybe we should deploy two smaller, more agile light escort ships. Ill report to the higher-ups as soon as possible, Lina said, but for now, leave the gravitational interference zone at maximum speed and return to Olhaif. If target one chooses to land on Olhaif, that will be our only chance to catch him! The captain shrugged and turned to issue orders. Lina felt anxious, she crossed her arms and forced herself to remain calm, pondering the series of anomalies in these matters. She always felt that something was slightly off. What Lina hadnt noticed was that in the corner of the bridges operations console, a young man had placed a metallic spider, two millimeters in diameter, in between the buttons. If this spider were enlarged, one would see the Emperor Stars insignia gleaming on it. Using the planet Olhaif itself for cover, the Feinan slipped into the planets near-orbit, hidden below the horizon from the vision of five pirate ships. In the rear cabin, the stealth boat was in the launch position, and its scissor doors slowly opened. Yang Ming, clad in a pale grey combat suit, was stuffing his lifelike bionic stand-in robot into the trunk of the stealth boat. After strapping the stand-in robot in, Yang Ming quickly climbed into the pilots seat. Just as he was about to press the button to close the hatch, a veteran hand appeared on the opposite armrest. Kolev, out of breath, clambered up and took his seat in the co-pilots position. Yang Mings forehead creased with several question marks. First Mate, what are you doing here? Im here to help you pilot this little boat, Kolev grinned, the Molly No. 2 can take care of the Feinan. For the follow-up activities using the stand-in, I need to help you operate this ship. Yang Ming frowned lightly, No, Kolev, according to our plan, you should be on the ship right now, making sure if Lina catches up early, to shake them off again. Dont worry, Molly No. 2 can do it. Shes already learned and recorded our previous operating pattern, and we have enough time, Kolev fastened his safety belt, Let me come with you, Hanton. I promise not to get off this stealth boat. Why? Yang Mings gaze sharpened. Kolev was silent for a moment and then spoke softly: Ive got some terrible ideas brewing in my head. If I stay on the Feinan, I could technically modify Molly No. 2s primary loyalty target, and I could after you take care of Kimo, turn the charade into reality by blowing up your real body. I can do it, Hanton, and that would make me the ultimate winner. But I dont want to do that. If I were ten years younger, I definitely would have done it, so I could take back the Feinan right away. Let me act with you, Hanton. Let me be responsible for backing you up. Were partners the best partners Ive had in decades but Im just a despicable pirate, and Im afraid I cant control my greed and desire Yang Ming stared at Kolevs wrinkled old face. That old face was filled with grievances. Yang Ming extended his fist to Kolev and raised an eyebrow. Hey! Thats kid stuff! Kolev somewhat disapproved. Come on, First Mate. Oh, this damned sense of ritual! Kolev clenched his fist, a bit feebly, and touched it to Yang Mings fist. Yang Ming smiled triumphantly, rapidly pressing a series of buttons. The stealth boats hatch closed swiftly. Depressurization of the rear cabin. The simulated gravity field was shut off. The hatch of the Feinan slowly opened, and the main and auxiliary engines of the stealth boat showed a light blue halo. Yang Ming pushed the mechanical rudder, sliding the small boat swiftly into Olhaifs atmosphere, activating the weak protective shield, and speeding through the thin atmosphere. They raced toward that uninhabited city. Chapter 51 - Chapter 51: 036 Lone Soldier Assault! Chapter 51: 036 Lone Soldier Assault! The cluster of buildings in the uninhabited city appeared on the horizon ahead. Yang Ming controlled the Stealth Boat to decrease its altitude, gliding forward almost brushing against the wave patterns of those dunes, and the originally deep blue coating had turned earth-yellow. One hundred and sixty vicious pirates were now divided into two groups, searching for Kolevs treasure in the city. They had already found some clues. Both groups had become very excited. There were about a dozen landing craft circling back and forth in the sky, the weapons targeting both air and ground already activated, providing cover for the infantry raid below. A few assault vehicles roamed through the citys wasteland, and Kimo, the primary target Yang Ming was seeking, was in one of those vehicles. Im launching the drones. Kolev murmured softly as he lightly tapped on the screen in front of him, and several fist-sized spheres appeared from the back of the Stealth Boat, swiftly circling forward towards the city. The Stealth Boat slowed and approached the edge of the city, hiding in the shadow of a large building. Yang Ming unzipped his jacket, revealing the advanced combat suit that closely fitted his muscles beneath. It was the one Mimili had given him. The combat suit had several clips at the waist, which Yang Ming equipped with two Light Swords, emergency capsules, a backup emergency nanospace suit, two high-capacity energy cartridges for his laser guns, and the laser pistol generously donated by the late bald warden of Cole Port Prison. Go to ????????????????????.co He put on a thick helmet that could protect his brain, slung a tactical backpack with throwing weapons, and finally picked up the laser gun at his side. Kolev pressed a few buttons, and a bat-shaped hoverboard popped out below the Stealth Boat as the scissor doors beside Yang Ming slowly raised. Yang Ming looked at Kolev. Kolev immediately realized that the young warrior seemed nervous, given that he was facing more than one hundred and fifty ruthless scoundrels. He needed to encourage Hanton. Han Yang Mings eyes shone as he asked, Cool, isnt it? This setup of mine. Kolev, about to speak, almost choked on his breath. Yang Ming asked with a smile, Is there anyone who needs to be kept alive? I wont hold back. Kolev hesitated but shook his head. If I fall into Kimos hands, no one here will plead for me. Youre right, Hanton. My subordinates are now my enemies, and to enemies, there is only subjugation and destruction. Be safe, young captain. Yang Ming snapped down his goggles, leapt out of the aircraft, and firmly stood atop the hoverboard, crouching down, his legs exerting force, as the sensitively responsive hoverboard accelerated with a faint noise, swiftly sliding into the ruins of the city. Kolev stared at Yang Mings departing figure, murmuring to himself. I should probably let Mimili visually appreciate Hantons worth. Glancing at the drone control interfaces recording option, Kolev hesitated for a while, yet did not activate the recording function. When he looked up again, he could no longer see Yang Mings figure. Keep updating me, Kolev. Yang Mings voice rang in the headset, as Kolev methodically maneuvered the drones, quickly sorting out the overall information and streaming it to Yang Mings goggles. These pirates were, after all, well-trained. Their advance and retreat through the city ruins could be considered measured, the coordination between the small squads was quite decent, continually occupying high ground points while searching the whole city. They have a few Life Detectors, Hanton, Kolev warned, You can easily expose yourself if you stay at one location too long. Yang Ming acknowledged briefly, pondered slightly, and controlled the hoverboard to drift into a midline position between two groups of pirates, occupying advantageous terrain at the edge. Directly encircling himself with enemies was a very unwise act. He had other ideas. Yang Ming drew a second tactical headset from the side pocket of his backpack, hanging it on his left ear, and whispered softly, Kolev, let me hear what the other side is saying. Thats easy which side to connect? Left ear Kimo, right ear Guka. Kolev paused for three seconds, quickly providing feedback to Yang Ming. Wouldnt this be confusing? Yang Ming soon heard the communications from both sides, Gukas side was relatively quiet, only simple and efficient search responses; Kimos side was more complex, with more than a dozen people continually speaking, interspersed with the occasional curse. Boss, weve indeed found our gangs mark, and these marks look at least a few years old, pointing towards the direction Gukas in. They got a head start. Damn! This is Gukas loyalty to me! Just wait, he will pay the price! Boss! Squad two is about to meet them! Let them hold off a bit, give Guka a chance, Kimo said coldly, Now, the choice is his, the initiative is mine. If they provoke me, I will slaughter them. I promise! A few of Kimos captains immediately started sucking up. Ah, the sycophancy of pirates. Yang Ming listened intently for a while, his eyes continuously catching the information reflected in his goggles, a mature plan already forming in his mind. As Kimos side chatted happily, he raised his hand to knock on his left earpiece, using a slightly coarse voice with an urgency in his tone, Damn it! Theyre insulting me! I saw their lip movements! He immediately turned off the microphone. No one responded to him. Yang Ming raised an eyebrow, tapped his right earpiece, and whispered softly, Position twelve, they want to encircle us. Chapter 52 - Chapter 52: 036 Lone Soldier Assault!_2 Chapter 52: 036 Lone Soldier Assault!_2 ` After turning off the microphone, he quietly waited for a while. Among the red dots projected on his goggles, a few began to move towards Position Twelve. Yang Ming tapped his left earpiece, Boss, theyre suddenly charging our way. Aim at them first! Kimo bellowed, Send the nearby team to check them out. If they dare to shoot, Ill kill them! Yang Ming tapped his right earpiece, The opponent is trying to seize the high ground. Get the landing craft ready, Gukas voice suddenly erupted, Kimo has never trusted us. If he kills us, his men could get twice as much treasure. Conversely, we could do the same. This fortune is enough for all of us to retire. Yang Ming spoke in a panicked tone, Theyre aiming at me! Damn it! Theyre going to kill me! Then he immediately switched to a calm voice, The enemy has formed an attack array; theyre about to fire; I see them unlocking the safety. Next, Yang Ming began to switch back and forth, his head constantly turning left and right, to ensure he didnt confuse his vests. Theyre trying to surround us! Position Six has been taken by them. Damn, theyre going after our backs! Are they going to shoot? Theyre provoking you, boss! Go to ????????????????????.co Kolevs wealth is enough for us to buy half a planet; theyve lost their minds! All ships, activate protective shields! Kimo roared. Yang Ming, Oh! Their ships protective shields are up! Everyone find cover, theyre definitely going to fire! Dont give them a chance to attack from the air! Load the cannons on the landing craft! Stay calm! Everyone, keep calm! Guka shouted in a low voice. Dont panic, you brats, Kimo spoke in a deep voice, Im the leader; I must give them a chance, but if they dare to fire the first shot In the empty mid-levels of the skyscraper. Yang Ming unlocked his laser guns safety, checked the power gauge, and pushed open a sliver of the glass window beside him. Turning around, with his gun ready and stance set, Yang Ming hid behind the curtain, the pupils behind his goggles reflecting the images of two pirates crouched on the sloping roof below. Swoosh, swoosh! Without hesitation, Yang Ming pulled the trigger. The muzzle of the laser gun moved almost in one second, and the two pirates hit the ground with two screams, clutching their thighs. Yang Ming turned and ran, ending the three-way communication with two emotionally charged shouts, both back and forth. Damn it! Theyve fired! Kill them all! Yang Ming calmly removed his right earpiece. At this moment, both sides channels were boiling with activity. Ah! My leg! My legs been shot through! Redirect the airship! Guka, that bastard, he fired first! Hes challenging me! Ill kill him! Counterattack! Counterattack! The despicable Guka wants to keep the treasure all to himself! It belongs to all of us! Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! Suddenly, over ten laser gun beams appeared in the corner of the city. An airship activated its machine guns, and a series of thick laser bullets left dazzling trails across the sky. Yang Ming had just jumped through a window to the adjacent building when several missiles whizzed overhead, all of which were destroyed by laser fire, exploding into bursts of fireworks. Many landing crafts pressed down their altitude nearby, hiding their frames against the buildings, while several attempting to ascend for a height advantage had become targets. In the thin atmosphere, five pirate ships activated their protective shields at the same time and began exchanging cannon fire. The pirates civil war had erupted in full force! ` Yang Ming said calmly, Now, First Mate Kolev, you can give me Kimos location. Kolev What had he just witnessed? Had all his former subordinates been idiots? Kolevs voice had a somber tone, They wanted my treasure so badly? No, Kolev, thats just a secondary reason. Yang Ming hid in a corner behind a concrete wall, eyes focused on Kimos red dot displayed on the map in his goggles. Yang Ming smirked, The main reason is, youre dead. Im dead? Do you think anyone would bother to buy your life from prison? And why were you caught in an ordinary trade? Yang Ming spoke softly, Mimili was exiled as part of a calculated plot. Her personal charm is actually quite impressive, and she had so many loyal old-timers. They didnt kill Mimili because they feared you were still alive, worried that the prison couldnt hold you. Then they decided to use the prison to kill you; that makes sense. If you were to die in prison, Mimilis ship would definitely be attacked. You were like a stone weighing down on the already fractious Black Dragon Group. Kimo, Guka, and the others who overlooked Mimilis exile all needed to band together to withstand the pressure from you. Now, in their eyes, youre dead, and theres your treasure left behind. You understand all this, Kolev, but you chose from the start not to believe it. Kolev sounded dispirited, Indeed, they never listen to each other actually, all I needed to do was fake my death, and theyd inevitably start fighting amongst themselves. Alright, Kolev, Yang Ming said, thats how pirate groups are; they are scoundrels, not knights. Let them unleash themselves here. Ill deal with Kimo. Lina and the others should arrive soon; make sure number two stays well-hidden. Hes entered a building near you, Kolev said, be careful, hes very strong. The drone footage I saw earlier showed him starting to don an exoskeleton mecha, which can take on small craft. Yang Ming let out a hm and shot out from the corner, vaulted over the windowsill, and landed steadily on a hoverboard, heading towards the remnants of a building a hundred meters away. Kimos assault vehicle was parked outside the building, with Kimo himself now in the lobby on the first floor. Yang Ming repeatedly lifted his laser gun, the beams precisely hitting pirates who seemed to appear out of nowhere, leaving behind several charred holes where their brains used to be. Kimo and his men noticed the anomaly beside the building. Boss! Squad six has been attacked! Theres been no response. Theres a high-speed target approaching us, its a biological target! Definitely a personal flight device! Did Guka hire mercenaries? Kimo bellowed, panting, Quickly help me start up the mecha, Im going to kill all these bastards! Its already started! Boss uh uh Whoosh! The speaking pirate was suddenly cut off mid-sentence. The middle-aged man with tattoos on his face tried to look down at his throat, but his neck, pierced by the beam, failed to complete the motion. All he saw was a hole in the wall ahead and the wisp of smoke rising from it. Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Several figures fell simultaneously, and an energy shield passively triggered behind Kimo displayed faint ripples. Wrapped in an exoskeleton, Kimo whirled around just in time to see several rapidly enlarging black dots. Shock grenades! Almost instinctively, Kimo raised his hands to shield his head, squatting as much as possible. His chest, back, and both sides of his arms lit up with ovoid light shields in a dull yellow hue. Chapter 53 - Chapter 53: 037 Beheading! Chapter 53: 037 Beheading! The roaring sound accompanied by shockwaves kicked up thick dust in the empty floor. The initiator of all this, the figure that suddenly appeared at the staircase, was now holding a laser gun in standard position, staring at the flying dust ahead, continuously pulling the trigger. A series of purple Light Bullets formed a straight line. The dust weakened the power of the laser gun. Bright yellow haloes of light ripple out from within the dust. Like a high wall, a dark shadow suddenly leaped out from the dust ahead! Yang Ming rolled forward, passing over and under the shadow, and upon completing his roll, took a knee with his gun at the ready, rapidly firing the trigger! This shadow was Kimo. Wrapped in an energy shield, Kimo who took the Shock Bombs without a scratch! Kimo clenched his fists tightly, two ion blades extending from the back armor of his hand, glaring at Yang Ming who had sneakily shot and killed several of his men. You damned swine! Kimo roared, You cant break through my shield! Im going to kill you! Twist off your head and hang it on the flag at the front of my ship! Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????????????????????.co Yang Ming stood up calmly, his laser gun continuing to spray out purple bullets. Cat got your tongue? Werent you quite the talker? Kimo charged directly at Yang Ming, shouting constantly. The thrusters on the back of his armor flared up again, and he soared just above the ground, holding up the ion blade in his hand like a cross, chopping down fiercely at Yang Mings head! Yang Ming stepped back steadily, his legs gathering strength, almost matching the speed of Kimos advance. Kimos ion blade kept slashing at empty air. Retreating, Yang Ming left several nearly perfect semi-circles on the ground, like an elegant matador in a bullfighting arena, the series of bullets like the cords leading a bull. He constantly maintained a distance of two meters from Kimo. At this moment, Kimo hadnt realized the severity of the situation and had no intention of picking up a laser gun. Kimo had confirmed the power of the laser gun in Yang Mings hands. Kimo intended to use his favorite method, a bloody beheading, to deal with this swine who had humiliated him! Click, click-click. Yang Mings laser gun ran out of the energy storage magazine. A sinister smile appeared on Kimos face: Your time to die has come! Bastard! Yang Ming slightly smirked. This guy, decked out in high-rank warriors gear, the all-spending freak! Was it the money that should have been used to upgrade their pirate ships onboard systems, all spent by Kimo upgrading his personal gear? Kimo roared again and charged. Yang Ming ducked, easily dodging the others ion blade, his right hand propping up from the bottom of his backpack, four Shock Grenades flying out from the backpacks mouth, steadily caught by Yang Ming. Kimo instinctively wanted to protect himself. But Yang Ming swiftly threw these grenades toward the corners of the room. In the roar, shockwaves surged back and forth, shaking the entire floor. Kimo sneered: You think you can blow up the floor and die with me? Wishful thinking! I wouldnt die from falling hundreds of meters! Yang Ming reached into his chest, pulling out a somewhat worn black hilt. A Light Sword? Kimo rattled his giant ion blade, his eyes filling with a crazed will to fight. Take a look at whats been added around you, Yang Ming briefly reminded him. Kimo glanced around. Dust. Due to the impact of the recent Shock Bombs, the dust accumulated on the abandoned floor was completely stirred up. No one will know how you died, Kimo. Yang Ming spoke calmly. Buzz A mournful red light bathed Yang Mings face. Was this laughable light sword, challenging his top-tier armor? Kimos nostrils flared, the four ion streams spraying from his back like unfurled Light Wings! He charged with his exoskeleton-wrapped stalwart body again! He was the most formidable presence in the Black Dragon Group. And now, he intended to crush this young man into oblivion, to keep company with that old bastard Kolev! Kimos raised ion blade shone even brighter, his roar was that of a wild beast. Yang Ming, who had raised his light sword, took half a step forward, the dancing dust around him seemingly freezing in place for a moment. Kimos fierce expression suddenly froze, his pupils suddenly constricting. He saw it, the deep footprints on the concrete floor where Yang Ming had stepped. Such explosive power! Kimos downward chop came too late to change, and he could only watch helplessly as the young warrior charged towards him with speed surpassing reason! The blood-red light sword traced a figure-eight pattern! Yang Ming almost burst straight into Kimos embrace! The blood-colored light sword forcibly cut through the incompletely filled energy shield, grazing the armpit gap not covered by the exoskeleton. Shoulder hit! The energy shield flickered wildly! Yang Ming didnt take a single step back, the floor beneath his feet cracked extensively. Kimos colossal body flew backward, sliding more than ten meters after hitting the ground. Both of his arms trembled uncontrollably, fresh blood spurting from his armpit, his waist visibly dislocated, his leg nerves unresponsive. Ah! Ahhh Kimo howled in agony, his voice transmitting to two-thirds of the pirates ears. Monster! Kimo bellowed, You monster! Ah! My arms! Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Kimo. Yang Ming stood above Kimo, holding the light sword. I have a passive, full-body shield! You cant kill me! Kimo shouted tremblingly, Spare me, Ill give you Kolevs treasures, you want money, dont you its all yours Yang Ming knelt on one knee, slowly bringing his hand close to Kimos ear, shutting off Kimos earpiece. Chapter 54 - Chapter 54: 037 Beheading!_2 Chapter 54: 037 Beheading!_2 Captain Kimo, do you know what the warriors passive full-body shield fears the most? Yang Ming whispered softly, his voice reaching Kimos ears as well as Kolevs. Passive triggered shields can detect metals, sharp objects, high-energy rays, and kinetic weapons; they actually cover your whole body, but only at the moment someone pulls the trigger, completing energy distribution and deployment. But it does not respond to gentle body contact. Yang Mings left thumb pressed against the nail of his middle finger, slowly approaching Kimos forehead. Kimo shook all over, but at that moment, he could only shudder, only twitch, only stare, only listen to the others voice, devilish in its whisper: It wont refuse a friendly tap on the head. Yang Mings finger suddenly flicked. Bang! Kimos eyes bulged, a semicircular depression formed in the middle of his head, a faint cracking sound came from his skull, and black blood flowed from his nostrils and ears. The humming noise of the exoskeleton armor gradually vanished, as its wearer had already lost life signs. A laser pistol appeared in Yang Mings hand, its muzzle pointed at Kimos forehead. Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh! Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????????????????????.co Three thumb-sized holes in Kimos forehead emitted wisps of white smoke. Your men are really weak, Kolev. Yang Ming laughed teasingly, He couldnt even block my head tap. At this moment, Kolev didnt feel like engaging with the young man, just sitting there, his eyes somewhat vacant. Yang Ming looked regretfully at the expensive exoskeleton mecha. He didnt waste any time, lowering his head into the dust, his figure swiftly disappearing, quickly heading towards the direction of the stealth boat. How does it feel, Kolev? Yang Ming asked. Relieved, Kolev replied, and a bit regretful. Yang Ming constantly surveyed the surrounding environment; after jumping out of the window, he had already met up with a hoverboard. He reminded him, You should let them know Kimo is dead; dont let them sink your ship. Ah, Kolev sighed, Suddenly I find myself not wanting Mimili to be a pirate anymore. Yang Ming chuckled, Right, why be a pirate? You and your daughter could start a shipping company aimed at luring pirates, spreading some positive energy in the universe. Oh, that, I might consider Hanton! Kolevs voice suddenly carried a bit of urgency: Hurry back, Linas ship has completed the jump, charging towards Olhaif! My left detectors show they are traveling at full speed! Damn, this is a full ten minutes earlier than we expected! Im coming to pick you up! Kolev, use remote control, make it run out. That will leave vulnerabilities! We have to follow my lead now, Kolev, meet in front of the fourth building ahead! Hurry! If Lina scares away your pirate ship, our plan is ruined! Yang Mings voice grew more urgent. He needed the firepower of those pirate ships to truly complete his feigned death and escape. This was the most crucial part of the entire plan for him! Yang Ming looked up; in the thin atmosphere, those pirate ships were still bombarding the enemys protective shield, with one already in imminent peril. Yang Ming almost crouched on the hoverboard, pressing it to its highest gear, speeding across the edge of the battlefield. Hanton! Landing crafts have spotted you, Hanton! Theyre locking onto you! Quickly release the news of Kimos death, say it was mercenaries hired! Start a riot first! Yang Ming had just spoken when Buzz! Buzz! Two arm-thick light bullets skimmed past his back, directly shattering a nearby broken wall. Yang Ming immediately turned and raised his hand, aiming the energy-stored magazine of his laser gun at the sky. He held his breath, his pupils seemingly crystalline, his sight almost aligning with the laser guns aiming red line. He locked onto the twelve-meter-long landing craft. Yang Ming pulled the trigger! But the thin protective membrane outside the landing craft showed no significant ripples. Buzz! A purplish-red laser beam, half a meter in diameter, descended from the sky and struck the landing vessel precisely! The protective shield of the landing vessel was penetrated in a matter of microseconds, and the twelve-meter vessel exploded violently in the air, the blast wave kicking up tens of meters of sand and dust. Run! Kolev shouted, Im controlling their ground artillery, damn it! This has definitely left a trace! Beautiful! Yang Ming shouted as he stabilized his floating skateboard, his mouth full of sand and dust, and raced toward the building marked by Kolev, skimming close to the ground. At the same time, the rear trunk of the stealth boat opened, and a figure rolled out, making use of the sand and dust for cover and rushing toward the building ahead. It seemed like another Yang Ming, dressed the same and equipped with the same individual combat gear. Damn it! I only have two hands! Two! Kolev cursed frantically. Yang Ming held his breath; the clone robot had appeared within his sight, and not ten seconds after it entered the abandoned building, Yang Ming sprinted in on his floating skateboard. The entire ground floor of the building had been cleared out, where Yang Ming met the clone robot. He immediately handed his laser gun, goggles, headset, tactical backpack, and floating skateboard to the clone by his side, while Kolev controlled the clone to run to the corner with all the gear; Yang Ming continued to race forward. After a few steps, Yang Ming turned back, opened a bottle wrapped in several layers of foil, and scattered the capsule-like gene stabilizing medication into the tactical backpack before turning to rush toward the stealth boat. Those were the medications given to him by Lina. He reversed his coat, grabbed his helmet-flattened hair, and ran directly towards the edge of the city, sticking to the shadows of the buildings. Yang Ming glanced back. The pirate ships in the sky had noticed the approaching Dawn-level battleship, and their rate of bombardment was rapidly decreasing. They signaled for retreat from the ground and the ship cannons began firing downward, covering their own pirates retreat. Up ahead, the stealth boat slowly floated, and the cockpit door slowly opened, the color-changing paint reflecting the color of the sand and making it difficult to discern. Yang Ming stepped briskly into the boat and snatched the helmet held by Kolev to put it on his head. He turned off the clone sync. He activated the full holographic perception remote control for the clone. Number Two! Return the same way! Find the clouds! Yang Ming urged, Take off slowly, dont stir up too much dust! Dont rush, Hanton, Kolev, breathing a bit heavily, rapidly tapped on the projection screen in front of him, Theres still time, enough time, get that thing moving! First, get his gear on! Yang Ming growled, Its a bit hard for this thing to step on the skateboard! The stealth boat steadily ascended, quietly retreating into the desert, using the horizon to mask its tracks. Inside the small stealth boat, Yang Ming was continually shaking his hands and feet, his body posture somewhat strange. Another Yang Ming, fully dressed and appearing just as he had a moment ago, sped out of the building he was hiding in on a floating skateboard, speeding along the edge of the battlefield. The screens in front of Kolev split into seven or eight panels, as the scattered spores completed their final mission. He had taken control of five pirate ships! The main cannon of Kimos primary ship slowly lowered, and on the fire control platform screen of that ship, the Yang Ming on the floating skateboard was locked on. The operator in front of the screen looked puzzled. Inside the stealth boat, Kolev clapped Yang Ming on the shoulder and handed him a microphone. With a deep, processed voice, Yang Ming shouted into the microphone: For Captain Kimo! This voice was sampled from a team captain who had died in battle inside the Kimo Group. Kolev turned off the microphone, pressed the virtual button in front of him, and murmured to himself: Fire the main cannon. Buzz The screen inside the stealth boat flickered lightly. A dense white beam descended from the sky, cut through the rampant dust, and instantly engulfed the Yang Ming on the skateboard, pressing him to the ground, swiftly melting him! Inside the stealth boat, Yang Ming pulled off his helmet, gasping heavily, as if he had personally experienced the power of a 300-meter class starships main cannon. 300-meter class pirate ships maximum output from the main cannon. The ground heaved, creating waves of sand, and the hit area continually sank, with magma fissures appearing on the surface like blood vessels. The firing lasted for twelve seconds. Vaporized, definitely vaporized, Kolev murmured, The Alliances ships should have captured this footage. We did it, Hanton Haha! We succeeded! Dont celebrate too soon, Yang Ming looked up at the sky. From this angle, he could faintly see, diagonally upward in the sky, five pirate ships trying to split to the left and right. The all-curved surface battleship was now visible in the sky, falling toward low Earth orbit. Guel Alliance, Dawn-level Light Battlecruiser. Yang Ming muttered, We havent escaped yet. Chapter 55 - Chapter 55: 038 Empires Lecture【Vote for me, save me!】 Chapter 55: 038 Empires LectureVote for me, save me! Lina watched the images appearing on the projection screen with an expressionless face. It was a captured image from a corner of the planetary surface battle zone. That beam which had come from the sky had its energy level reduced by the atmosphere initially, but when the energy beam reached the surface and established a transport channel, the subsequent energy transmitted had almost no damage. The figure had been vaporized. Destroyed by a high-energy ion beam. Destroyed Linas ears rang slightly. The moment she witnessed Hanton being vaporized, she couldnt hear anything else, only the constant ringing in her ears. Chief Chief! The young Intelligence Officer snapped Lina out of it. Speak. Target One confirmed killed by the main cannon of a pirate ship! The news we just got is a bit chaotic, the pirates exploded into conflict over treasure buried by Kolev, Target One got involved, and seems to have killed Kimo, the current leader of the Black Dragon Pirate Group, and in retaliation, the pirate group attacked Target One with the main cannon just now. Lina stepped back half a step, raised her hand to steady herself on the safety rail beside her, her complexion pale and devoid of color. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????????????????????.co Chief? You need to rest. Lina suddenly said, Biosensors! Use biosensors to gather information from there! The biosensors are not responding, the pirate ships main cannons energy destroyed everything. Chief, according to records we stole from the rival pirate ship, Target One indeed provoked this group of pirates. Moreover, Chief we captured a faint signal from a tracking device It seems to be residues of a tracking device within Target Ones body that wasnt metabolized, our exclusively developed product, which sent out a weak signal before he was destroyed About half a minute of silence filled the inside of the battleship. They destroyed Hanton, they destroyed Hanton my more than a years effort ruined, Lina murmured, take them down. The Captain asked, Chief, who are our targets? The pirates! Attack these damn pirates! Linas expression was somewhat out of control, with a pale face flushed slightly red, her slim body trembling continuously. Dont let them escape! Break their protective shields! Turn them into cosmic dust now, this instant! Even if we only take a share of the merit for exterminating pirates, its not like these past three months have been in vain! The Captain shrugged slightly: Youve made the smartest decision of these past three months. Next, the Captains voice became loud, precise, and filled with virile power. Charge all cannons! Charge protective shields to twenty percent! Prioritize targeting the flagship! Release electronic interference! Make these makeshift pirate ships obediently stay put! Fire at will! The entire ship was activated almost instantly, the bridge became bustling, and outside the viewport, more than ten laser beams had appeared. These beams were just to deplete the energy of the opposing protective shields. The battleships main cannon charged. The battleships full firepower was preheating! Within a Stealth Boat that had just entered the high-altitude clouds, Yang Ming watched the flickering projection screen in front of him, exchanging glances with Kolev. Before he could say anything, his attention was drawn by the beams appearing outside the atmosphere. A dozen laser beams hit the two most powerful pirate ships simultaneously. Hey! Kolev exclaimed with wide eyes, Theyre attacking my ships! Oh! Damn it! Why arent the rest of the bastards running yet? It must be the electronic interference, Yang Ming reminded, the battleship is too close to them. As soon as they finished speaking, a pirate ships protective shield had been broken. However, that battleship had just completed an energy adjustment. The curved armor on the front half of the battleship became pitted, and a hundred-meter caliber cannon, filled with a strong magnetic field, rapidly extended from the middle of the ships face, lighting up section by section. Around this cannon, a ring of slightly smaller caliber cannons also advanced synchronously, representing the main and auxiliary cannons of the Dawn-level battleship. Charged to thirty percent. The minimum standard for gunfire. The main and auxiliary cannons simultaneously fired dazzling particle beams, like streaks of azure lightning, illuminating the outer sky of the planet. Not like this! Oh, no! My ship! Kolev screamed, trembling all over. That three hundred meter-class pirate flagship was almost instantly penetrated by the blue beams! Seconds later, a violent explosion spread from the focal point outward, the pirate ship violently disintegrating, its hull being blasted apart by a fusion reaction triggered at the hit area, with no human figures visible in the explosion. Kolev covered his eyes in despair. Yang Ming said, The Guel Alliance is practically urging you to retire through their actions. The Stealth Boat, under the cover of the clouds, raced toward the horizon. Kolev kept muttering, his old eyes gradually becoming vacant; on the projection screen in front of him, a battleship was besieging several pirate ships. Its a massacre! A massacre launched by the Guel Alliance! Oh, my ships, my lifes work, although they were all very old, I earned several times their value, but oh, what can I leave for Mimili? She so wants to become a successful pirate like me, freely traversing the vast Milky Way. Oh! Heavens, your little lover is really too vicious! Yang Ming could only offer a sympathetic smile. However, they didnt allow the Stealth Boat to stop. Feinan was not equipped with stealth capabilities; they needed to use this small boat to quickly escape Olhaif. Whether they could evade the battleships radar by using the planet became key to their escape. Chapter 56 - Chapter 56: 038 Empires Lecture [Vote and Favorite please!]_2 No content Chapter 57 - Chapter 57: 038 Empires Lecture [Request for Votes and Favorites!]_3 No content Chapter 58 - Chapter 58: Step 039 The last step of the plan No content Chapter 59 - Chapter 59: Step 039 The last step of the plan _2 Chapter 59: Step 039 The last step of the plan _2 Theres one last step in the plan, Yang Ming reminded, dont lose heart, its time for the cosmetic surgery device. Kolev said, As expected from a former Imperial soldier, your discipline and execution are consistently on point. This is a yearning for freedom, Yang Mings smile was full of ease. From Kigrovs research ship to Cole Port, to here. From a few months ago when he opened his eyes in Linas medical room, to now. He could finally say one thing! Yes, the Valkyrie was still alive Well, not entirely worry-free. But the danger level had definitely dropped significantly. And there wouldnt be any tailgaters for now! He had also successfully obtained a ship, along with Molly No. 2, so the next plan could progress steadily! Leaving the bridge, Yang Ming and Kolev walked one after the other to the enclosed medical bay not far away, where the cosmetic surgery instrument awaited them, their gateway to a rebirth. Hey, Hanton, Kolev said, dont you want to talk a bit more? Yang Ming turned his head to look at Kolev. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.?? Kolev leaned against the doorframe and folded his arms. You are strong, Hanton, and we are the best partners, you have combat strength, and I have connections and skills, Kolevs eyes were bright, we two can continue to work together, and you need a constant supply of gene stabilizers, which can only be obtained on the black market, you are destined to become a pirate. The black market isnt just for pirates, Yang Ming said, in some established large black markets, there are anonymous markets, although things are a bit more expensive, confidentiality is guaranteed. Kolev could only smile wryly, You even know this. You taught me, Yang Ming thought for a few moments and asked slowly, what do you plan to do? After entering this door, we will need to take on another identity, and act like we dont know each other, starting our own journeys. In Kolevs old eyes, there was a glimpse of bewilderment. He replied, I always wanted to reclaim the Black Dragon After choosing this fake death plan, I thought of leaving the Black Dragon to Mimili, hiding behind her to help her. But now, the Black Dragon is gone, and what Ive left with Mimili is only those useless, filthy, essentially just numerical coins. Yang Ming said, Being a pirate is not such a noble profession, why not find a beautiful place, get some land, build an estate, and become a wealthy gentleman? Oh, Hanton, that kind of life sounds absolutely dreadful, Kolev said with complete disdain. Youre over seventy, Kolev, as youve mentioned, your body is older than your actual age, its time for you to retire and enjoy your twilight years. Yang Ming raised his hand to pat Kolevs shoulder. Of course, this is just a friends advice, we all have our chosen paths, and we will walk them with determination. This cooperation was pleasant, I admire your capability, you are a legendary pirate. I feel the same, it was particularly enjoyable, Kolev laughed, are you really not considering continuing our collaboration? We could change identities, invite Mimili, and together manage the most powerful pirate group in history. Yang Ming thought for a few seconds. Images of the Imperial Dreadnought crushing the Dawn-level Battleship floated before his eyes. Kolev, I have my ideals, and I have set goals, Yang Ming said seriously. Thats great, oh, I know Im being long-winded, in any case um alright, Hanton. Kolev was noticeably a bit downcast. Yang Ming said, You go ahead for the cosmetic surgery, Ill navigate the Feinan near Weina Port, later you can take a ship from the aft compartment to leave. Alright, your new identity has already been given to Molly No. 2, Kolev said, as a citizen of the Cas Federation, you just need to submit your new facial information to Molly No. 2, and shell help you generate a passport recognized by the Cas Federation. Thank you, Yang Ming smiled and said. I should be the one thanking you, Hanton, as an old man Ive benefitted from your care quite a bit recently, whereas it should have been me caring for you. Yang Ming didnt say much more, just opened his arms with a smile. Kolev frowned and said, Hey, dont pull these cheesy moves youre not planning to kill me by strangulation to keep it quiet, right? Even though he said so, the elder still stepped forward to give Yang Ming a strong hug. Yang Ming laughed, Dont worry, for the sake of your beautiful daughter, I wouldnt harm you, shes much more charming than you, maybe one day Ill have the chance to call you father-in-law, my dear first mate. Kolev silently picked up the wrench he had on him. The old man was gone. Just as they had planned. The third part of Yang Mings plan was goodbye, after their respective surgeries, they would not meet again. Yang Ming steered the Feinan close to the predetermined Free Port, then went for a long sleep, waking up to get a reminder from Molly No. 2. His old partner had taken the most expensive stealth boat in his aft compartment. This made Yang Ming, when having coffee, annoyed enough to add two more spoons of sugar. Though it was originally purchased by Kolev. Yang Ming didnt rush to start his journey, he rested near this Free Port for a few days, reset the parameters on the cosmetic surgery device, and commenced his own cosmetic surgery plan. He adjusted his face to have a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to his past life, altering it repeatedly, it somewhat resembled his fathers youthful appearance. Next came full-body anesthesia, bone grinding and skin peeling, skin repair even without the resilient skin of a Valkyrie, Yang Ming went through the process many times, slowly fixing his face, yet his appearance deviated slightly from expectations Chapter 60 - Chapter 60: 039 The last step of the plan_3 Chapter 60: 039 The last step of the plan_3 Several hours later, Yang Ming emerged from the plastic surgery room, evaluating his reflection in the mirror with satisfaction and nodding to himself. At least he was still handsome, albeit a bit more delicate-looking. Those Eastern faces from Earth do look pleasant, after all. What Yang Ming didnt realize was that a hidden camera in the corner had captured his visage at that moment. Meanwhile, In the Cas Federation, on a planet next to Kolevs secret base, an external space station. Sporting a middle-parted hairstyle, dressed in a proper suit and leaning on an elegant cane, an elderly gentleman hummed a tune from his hometown as he strolled through the dazzling duty-free zone of the interstellar area, eyeing the luxury goods whose prices were not so extravagant after all. His watch suddenly began vibrating insistently. The old man glanced around and, shrouding his wrist with his hand discreetly, opened the pop-up email message. It was a little trick of his own design. Before leaving, the old gentleman had installed a hidden camera beyond the control of Molly No. 2, which now yielded its result, sending an image of a face starkly different from Hantons. Oh. The elderly gentleman exclaimed in admiration. Could someone really deliberately lower their own attractiveness? Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.? From ten to eight, from rugged resolve to refined features, also cleverly concealing a bit of sharpness. Indeed, a young man capable of great endeavors! The elderly gentleman gazed at the photo for a while, his eyes revealing a warm smile, then deleted the photo and permanently deactivated the camera. May you sail freely in the sea of gravity, my captain. The elderly gentleman pulled his sleeve down and calmly entered an adjacent doorway. He was planning to buy a top hat, later acquire a piece of beachfront property, set up an estate or perhaps a hotel, or maybe, as Mimili had pondered in last nights call, open a beauty salon that was bound to be lucrative. At about the same time. The captain has arrived on the bridge. Number Two, set the virtual image to permanent presence. Understood, Captain. Molly No. 2s figure appeared in the middle of the control panel, thirty centimeters tall, dressed in a plaid skirt and a white blouse, like an electronic figurine. Well, this isnt too bad. Yang Ming settled comfortably into his seat, gazing into the depth of space, summoned the Star Map, and began idly flipping through it. He was preparing to head to the next port to verify his newly acquired identitya Cas Federation ordinary citizen, Yang Ming. There, Yang Ming also intended to purchase some food supplies capable of lasting several years in case he found himself adrift in the interstellar void. The current edition of the Milky Ways map did not contain Mink Port. Yang Ming didnt know what that implied; in recent days, he had asked Molly No. 2 to search every Constant Star System resembling the Solar System, every planet resembling Earth, but still could not trace his homeland This was somewhat bizarre. So, Yang Ming decided to head directly to the Intelligent Mechanic Dusk, to try and locate the same key that the chosen child stumbled upon, to find that key thirty-plus Galaxy Years ahead of time and secure the treasures there. Number Two, Yang Ming asked, show me Kolev after the makeover. As you wish, Captain. Molly No. 2 projected two photos in front of Yang Ming, who immediately showed a face full of revulsion. This shameless old chap had acquired a suave look. And rejuvenated by a decade or more! Delete it, Yang Ming waved dismissively, and revoke Kolevs access. Starting now, we go into stealth mode, and do not keep any records. Settings updated. Yang Ming pressed a series of buttons in front of him, the Feinan shuddered slightly and its external armor gradually changed color, rendering the ship a silver-grey hue. Coordinates confirmed. Coordinates confirmed. Self-check completed. Self-check completed. Until next time, Captain Kolev. Yang Ming murmured, gripping the square helm with his right hand and sliding it forward smoothly. The Feinan. Advancing three. Chapter 61 - Chapter 61: 040 A Pirates Wonderful Retirement Life Chapter 61: 040 A Pirates Wonderful Retirement Life ` Kolev never thought his life could be so easygoing. Oh, right, he was now known as Marquis Hutton, a moderately famous wealthy man in the Cas Federation, contemplating how to invest in some idealistic young people and develop new industries that would allow him to count money even after retirement. The first ray of morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting onto Kolevs old face, signaling his well-rested brain to awaken. Opening his eyes, he was greeted by a ceiling covered with a starry sky nautical-themed oil painting. In the corner, two maid robots left their charging stations. They had fair, delicate skin, lively bright eyes, and limbs as dexterous as humans. The only difference was the metallic silver alloy knobs mandated by law on their knees and elbows, distinguishing highly realistic robots from humans. Though these always excited some mechanics enthusiasts even more. Aside from the four alloy knobs, everything about them was like a real person. Even when their soft little hands made contact with their single male owner, they would opportunistically initiate a shy program and then suggestively glance at the owner. These were hidden programs within high-end maid robots. The manufacturers set these programs mainly to make single men spend money upgrading them into higher-end, fully adaptable companion robots. And once the owner began upgrading, these companion robots would continuously suggest they could have larger, softer breasts, a slimmer, more elastic waist, gradually emptying the owners wallet. They even had competitive programs, jealousy programs, emotional index evaluation programs, demanding owners provide constant component upgrades, replacing better True Sons Brains, softer, younger skin and so on. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????.? It was a bottomless pit. The wise Kolev was not one to be fooled. Kolev stretched lazily and stood up, spreading his arms. The two maid robots busily helped their master complete his grooming and clothing change. Subsequently, Kolev walked barefoot on the soft leather carpet, left the bedroom of over a hundred square meters filled with various industrial decorations, and admired the nearly identical self-portraits along the corridor. The cleaning robot bowed its head in greeting. Not far away, the butler robot held a networking terminal, ready to report on the estate. Kolev leisurely strolled to the elevator, ascending to the third-floor gym area of the villa. Under the service of the maid robot, he removed his shirt, lay on the microelectronic massage chair, let the magnetic fields and currents activate his muscle fibers, and was then transported by the chairs conveyor belt to a warm swimming pool, floating freely with the music into the comprehensive detection instrument. By the time Kolev stretched lazily and sat up, he had already left the semi-solid swimming pool, taken the soft coat from the maids hands, and sat into the antigravity sofa that could freely move within the castles interior, basking in the warm light of the Constant Star while examining his health report. This is the life, Kolev murmured, lighting a cigar and beginning to puff out smoke. Its just a bit boring. My esteemed master, the butlers metal-tinged baritone sounded beside him, there are a few young people with excellent ideas awaiting your audience. Is there a message in my third mailbox? No, master. Oh, alright, it seems my daughter still doesnt want to come over, Kolev shrugged, placing his legs on the coffee table. Let them in, theyre here to grab money from me, no need to be too polite to them. You really are a great philanthropist, the butler said cheerfully. Kolev cursed, Get lost! Im an investor! I want to be a ruthless capitalist! Yes, master, you are a great ruthless capitalist! The butler proclaimed enthusiastically. That sounds much better. Kolev snapped his fingers, and the butler immediately bent forward, using his alloy hand to catch the cigar butt from Kolevs hand. How long have I had you guys? Kolev asked. We have been working here for you for seven months. Seven months, Kolev murmured, Ive been apart from that scoundrel for eight months now. Oh, the time for an elder indeed passes quickly. The butler concurred, Yes, master, time indeed passes quickly the guests have arrived, master. Kolev nodded, suppressing the thoughts in his heart as he covered the spherical button with his hand, and the sofa spun around. A few young men and women stood nervously in the spacious room. Upon seeing Kolev, they greeted him somewhat out of sync. Hello, Mr. Haton. Hello, Kolev raised an eyebrow with a smile, glancing at the young girl with glasses and cute freckles before focusing on their leader. It was a tall, lean young man, his eyes ablaze with ambition. Kolev took a few more looks at this young man, thinking, at first sight, that he resembled that guy a bit, which generated a bit more goodwill in Kolev toward him. Start, you have five minutes, Kolev smiled, whether you can cheat five hundred thousand Cas coins in angel investment away from me depends on your eloquence. The young people became more nervous. The leader frowned, Respected Mr. Haton, we are not here to cheat money, we have brought a product that our team has spent three years developing, it is definitely a groundbreaking product capable of causing a massive wave in the field of companion robots! Kolev leisurely picked up the tepid tea next to him and began to sip. Beside him, the butler, wearing a slick tailcoat, tapped his chest, revealing a green countdown on his chest. Alright! Hurry up! The leading young man turned his head, urging his companions. They quickly divided tasks, taking a few instruments out of their backpacks, tinkering for half a minute, and then setting up a projection screen to open a graphic presentation interface. Our product philosophy is to identify a niche market in the companion robot sector, seize the markets shortcomings, diligently cultivate and explore it! Do what no other manufacturer has done! That is opportunity! Based on this, we now solemnly promote to you, the product we have completed under circuit construction and simulative experiment Phase III. Son Robots! Pfft! Kolev turned his head and spewed a mouthful of hot tea, a maid promptly stepped forward, gently wiped the corner of Kolevs mouth, and winked at Kolev. What the heck? Kolev frowned tightly, Son Robots? Yes, Sir! The leading young man adjusted his glasses, breathing a little more heavily. Nowadays, the problem of aging is still a serious issue faced by all nations in the Galaxy, and only the Sherman Empire has compulsory birthing laws. Countries practice the public upbringing of test-tube babies, which undoubtedly adds enormous pressure on elderly care across society. Who will fulfill the emotional needs of lonely old people? The answer is our productSon Robots! Kolevs eyes were a little vacant. The leading young man became even more fervent, eager to shove the speech in his head directly into the angel investors mind. Our product has three main features, which are also the three major profit points. First, age upgrade. In our planning, these robots are divided into five stages: infant, childhood, adolescence, youth, and middle age. A customer can directly purchase a complete package to enjoy the product experience of caring for this robot from a baby. Alternatively, customers can begin purchasing from the infant stage but must buy the childhood service after several years. Of course, at this stage, our robots cannot directly grow, but we can develop these five specifications of robots, recycling is absolutely not an issue, plus we can initially produce only infant-stage robots, followed by childhood, adolescence, then launch exchange activities, infant robots only need a little extra money to be exchanged for childhood robotsthis guarantees our secondary profit! Secondly, pocket money system. We believe robots are your son, and we stand united with the product. Our customer service and maintenance personnel can also be your adoptive child Hey! Hey! Kolev interrupted the other partys babbling presentation, frowning, Can I ask a question? Certainly, the leading young man swallowed nervously. Do you know about the institution of welfare homes? Yes, Sir, I do. Kolev puzzlingly asked, If its to satisfy the emotions of caring and companionship, why would I not adopt a child? The young man earnestly responded, Its different, Sir; young people grow up and leave the elderlys side. Then how do you think this differs from them? Kolev pointed at the maid robots. You havent instilled fatherly love in her, Sir. Then how can I instill fatherly love in your product? That Send them out, Kolev waved his hand in disappointment, please thoroughly study the ethics codes of various places first, then determine the direction you want to develop in! This thing wont make it to the market, believe me. Mr. Haton! A few robust and burly mechanical guards charged in, covering the mouths of these young people, directly dragging them out of the meeting room. Kolev watched these young people being kicked out of his estate, speechless: Todays young people dont even know how to cheat an old mans money. I actually think their idea is pretty good, I might need such a son, the robot butler chuckled, Master, have you been swindled out of money before? Of course, Kolev sighed softly, it was also by a young man, in a few words, he swindled away assets worth fifteen million from me, and continued to cause me nearly hundreds of millions in losses. Wow, thats a big con artist! You should have called the police! Report to the police? Kolev smiled bitterly, I dont even know where he went. The robot butler opened his mouth: Mas He, along with the maid robot nearby, suddenly lost the light in their eyes, lowering their heads as the ring behind their necks began to gently blinkthis was the sign of being on standby. Kolev, however, fell into memories, mumbling: In a few words, he ruined my billion-worth of assets. Even when my daughter heard the news about him being in trouble, she shed tears out of sorrow for him, he nearly won my daughters heart, oh, hewhats wrong with you? Kolev looked up at his butler and maid robot. He suddenly became alert, stretching his hand into the gap behind the sofa, feeling out a gun. In the manor, several returning guard-type robots similarly halted in their tracks, lowering their heads, while two gardener robots were in the same situation. Several patrolling mechanical dogs simultaneously entered standby mode. The lights of the meeting room were flickering lightly. Kolevs eyes narrowed slightly. Was he being invaded? Was it revenge from those young people? Haha, they picked the wrong guy! Hmm hum humm~ A mans humming voice echoed in the hallway. Kolev agilely jumped up, gripping the laser pistol as he charged toward the meeting room door, holding his breath, his throat bobbing up and down, calculating the distance between him and the hummer. Like Hanton taught him, silently counting. Three, twoone! Kolev leaped out like an old leopard, disengaging the safety latch of the laser gun in his hand, yelling toward the left: Dont move! Haha! Gotuh. No one was there. Click. A cold metal tube pressed against Kolevs neck. Oh! Dont shoot! Oh! Kolev instantly raised both his hands, I swear, I was somewhat impolite just now, I shouldnt have rejected your idea, young peoples ambitions are always a good thing, I can invest in you. The person behind him chuckled, Invest in that Son Robot? That voice? Kolev froze for a moment, then his whole body began to tremble slightly. That familiar, damn, young mans voice! Hanton! ` Chapter 62 - Chapter 62: 041 Yang Mings Small Goals Chapter 62: 041 Yang Mings Small Goals ` Kolev suddenly turned around and, upon seeing the figure behind him, exclaimed in delight, Ha Hahaha! Its really you! Yang Ming put away the silver remote control in his hand. Then, Kolev furrowed his brow, pinched one of his mustache strands, and gave it a gentle tug. Ah, this isnt a dream. Youre really standing in front of me! However, Kolev quickly calmed down. He scrutinized Yang Mings current attire. A light blue repairmans outfit, with some stubble on his face, tired eyes from long voyages, and he seemed quite out of spirits. Oh, why are you down on your luck again? What should I call you now? Kolev asked warily. Just call me Yang Ming, Yang Ming replied warmly, patting his empty stomach, An old friend comes and doesnt even get a full meal? Dont worry. Im using the legitimate identity you gave me with that passport. Of course! Just wait a moment Oh, my robots have all crashed? Yang Ming raised his wrist and pressed his watch twice, speaking slowly, Lyu, have you modified their programs? Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????. A three-inch projection of Molly No. 2 appeared on the watch, dressed in a stylish evening gown, speaking softly: Its been modified, boss. Alright, activate them. Kolev keenly noticed that the projection of Molly No. 2 seemed a bit off. She was meticulous and lively, and her demeanor was closer to that of Molly No. 1. Lyu? Even the name seemed different now. As the creator of this Molly, Kolev certainly understood that Molly No. 2 did not have functions beyond controlling the spaceship, nor did it have learning modules requiring powerful computing power and energy support. No. 2, do you remember me? Kolev called out softly. The girl looked up, smiling graciously at Kolev, and spoke quickly, Hello, Mr. Kolev, now I should call you Mr. Haton. My boss always mentions you. Its your generosity that achieved one ten-thousandth of my bosss brilliance. But I am not No. 2, or rather, I am the advanced version of No. 2; my name is Lyu. Kolev remarked in surprise, Yang Ming, did you redesign her? Sort of, Yang Ming did not want to continue on this topic, First, get me something to eat, let me try the luxurious lunch of a wealthy gentleman like you! Robots by the windowsill, in the parlor, in and out of the estate, all of which had just stopped, resumed their previous commands seamlessly. The butler stepped forward, completely ignoring Yang Ming, and said to Kolev, Master, are you talking to the air? Your mental state worries me. Kolev was stupefied. He turned to glare at Yang Ming, then at the butler robot he personally reprogrammed, slightly twitching his mouth. Yang Ming chuckled, Rest assured, Lyus modification is so they cant see or hear me, to prevent any information leaks; it wont affect their regular duties. Oh, how was this achieved? Kolev, eyes full of astonishment, stared at Yang Mings watch as if looking at a miraculous gadget. It was the watch he had given him before. This old guys life now was indeed quite decadent. Yang Ming gnawed at the juicy roasted beast leg, savoring the silky texture brought by the chef robots precise knife skills, groaning a little after a few bites of roast meat. Six months, Yang Ming sighed deeply, I finally dont have to eat synthetic biscuits anymore! A girls grumbling sounded from his watch, Synthetic biscuits are much more nutritious; youve just ingested unnecessary fats and proteins. Shut up, Yang Ming laughed and scolded, You could never know how horrid your synthetic biscuits taste. Its just pig feed. Okay, boss, next time youll have to turn on that machine yourself. Yang Ming cursed, Give me some face, Lyu! This is in front of my old buddy! If the price of pleasure is self-indulgence, I suggest maintaining self-discipline to ensure agility of mind, Lyu said earnestly. She added, Though your life level exceeds the standard life forms of your species, theres still a lot of room for improvement. You may remain silent while I eat; thats an order. Lyu immediately fell silent. Yang Ming picked up something akin to a cherry tomato from Earth, savoring the full, juicy taste, and sighed comfortably. The world finally quieted down. Then, Yang Ming turned to the side, where Kolev sat, looking puzzled. Surprised, my dear old buddy? Kolev raised his hand to signal the surrounding robots to leave, taking out a pen from his jacket pocket, twisting the cap, enveloping the two in a pink isolation shield. Kolev asked, eyes gleaming. Who is Lina? A female spy who tried to lock me in a transparent can. Where did she die? On Olhaifs synchronous orbit. Does my daughter have a mole on her left shoulder or right shoulder? Your daughter has a mole on her shoulder? Yang Ming was full of confusion, How would I know? Ive never looked at her shoulder. Oh, Kolev squinted, smiled, satisfactorily putting down the laser pistol hidden under the table, You really are my old buddy; what have you been up to in the past six months? Wheres the Feinan? Its not here. Its parked outside your secret base, ready to pick us up anytime, Yang Ming replied. Your base is deserted; where did Mimili go? Kolevs expression turned a little somber, Kids will grow up. We had a fight, and she chose to continue pursuing her dream: to become the freest pirate in the stars. Yang Ming was not at all surprised, Respect her. Yes, Kolev sighed, But she has one issue: not being ruthless enough. Yang Ming drank down the warm and fragrant beast milk in one gulp, feeling energized again. Alright, Kolev, we should discuss business now. Kolev pursed his lips, sitting like a lord with his leg crossed. Yang Ming, if the business is about forming a pirate group, then I can tell you directly, youve missed your only chance. I enjoy my life right now; my moneys enough to earn respect. You need me to conquer you a second time, Yang Ming said with a sly smile. Kolev smiled confidently, already prepared his defenses. My goal has never been to become a pirate, Yang Ming said cheerfully, This time, I need your assistance because youre the only one I can trust, and next I need an experienced, exceptionally wise assistant as well as a reasonable billionaire identity as cover. Kolev impatiently waved his hand, Save your sweet talk for those naive girls! Cooperating with you once already cost me dearly, let alone being your long-term assistant! Yang Mings expression turned rather serious. He braced his arms on the table, interlocking his fingers, leaning forward, his gaze sincerely earnest. Remember, Kolev. Are you trying to pull the heartstrings move? Kolev frowned, asking. Yang Ming held back a laugh, resumed earnestness, Why did I come to you? Honestly, I could work solo. Technically, Lyu could handle it all, but something you once said made me think I should take you along for this grand scheme. A sentence? Eternal voyage, Yang Ming stated, You have an exploratory spirit, Kolev. Though you later became a pirate scoundrel, it couldnt hide your thirst for knowledge. Kolev chuckled helplessly. Yang Mings tone gradually slowed: Youve sailed for most of your life on the Milky Ways edge. You know the Milky Way. But are you familiar with the vaster universe outside the Milky Way? Dont you want to know how high-dimensional life forms operate and what they pursue? Though your lifes remainder isnt much, dont you wish to achieve self-worth at a higher level, beyond piracy, and pursue the pleasure of satisfying your curiosity? I dont! Kolev earnestly and briskly answered. Hey, youre no fun! Yang Ming rubbed his brow, grumbling, Alright, Kolev, I admit I need your help; Lyus intelligence is too high. If I rely on her too much, itll be easy for her to take over, and itll expose her to various forces, brewing another crisis. Kolev looked at Yang Mings watch, couldnt help but ask, How did you achieve it, she High-dimensional civilization heritage, Yang Ming succinctly said, I can share this secret with you, but I cant tell you how to reach that secret locationits something I must keep to myself. Oh, Kolevs eyes lit up, You gained a huge technological fortune? Not yet; theres still a test to pass, Yang Ming sighed, Ive come into contact with custodians left by a high-dimensional civilization. Theyre not living beings, but Ive gained a lot from them. Lyu, formerly No. 2, is now their goddaughter; youd best not provoke her. Kolev said, Tell me more! Im very interested in this. Unless you agree to help me, Yang Ming curved his lips slightly, Thats the condition, Kolev. Hey! You cant torment an old mans curiosity this way! Kolev gritted his teeth. Yang Ming showed a Ive got you, old man victorious look. I dont care! Kolev stood up supporting himself on a cane, snatching away the isolation shield emitter, turned, and walked toward the dining room door a dozen meters away. Lyus virtual image appeared beside Yang Ming, frowned and said, Boss, if he cannot be your assistant, you should erase his memory. Dont be so heartless to my old partner, Yang Ming said, You can start counting down now. Why? Lyu was somewhat puzzled, but as she had to obey all of Yang Mings orders, she began counting down: Three, two, one. Kolev halted, facing the luxurious paintings ahead. The old man remained silent. He turned to look at Yang Ming, scrutinizing him for a long while. I need to know your next move, or what objectives youre seeking to achieve at this stage, Kolev said casually, I havent got much time left, lad, and I dont want to waste it on something meaningless. Yang Ming pondered carefully, responding slowly, Our goal is, at this stage, or within a five-year timeframe. Mhm? To acquire a habitable Administrative Star that truly belongs to and only to me. ` Chapter 63 - Chapter 63: 042 Fifth Contact [Extra-Large Chapter Requesting Votes] Chapter 63: 042 Fifth Contact [Extra-Large Chapter Requesting Votes] ` (1) Are you insane? Kolev was very calm. Because he thought he had misheard. Owning a habitable planet personally? What a cosmic joke about some Empire princess marrying the son of the New Federation Chairman! Where theres a will, theres a way, Yang Ming said, If it were not such a challenging task, how could I possibly invite you? A legendary figure still alive, Mr. Haton. Thats true, Kolev chuckled, walking back calmly with the help of his cane, Ive stolen all kinds of things in my life, but Ive never stolen a whole planet. I need more information sharing. Yang Ming nodded, I actually already have a plan, it goes like this Hold on, hold on! Kolevs old eyes were full of light: Dont think you can gloss over it! Ive agreed to be your assistant, and now, you must share your secrets, share your leverage! Yang Ming, you have to show it to me, that advanced civilization! Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ??.? Yang Ming: This old man was getting harder to fool. Alright, since you insist. Yang Ming stroked his chin and pondered a few times: I need to think carefully about how to tell you my experiences and what key information to hide. If, after I tell you these things, you choose not to help me, I will erase the last half hour of your memory, so even if one day someone scans your brain, you wont reveal my trump card. Come on, who can just scan the brain and get memories? Kolev said, Thats just an immature scientific experiment. The Empire should be able to do it. Yang Ming simply said, Alright, Ill start after the two of us parted ways. Open that thing You actually still like pastel pink colors. Kolev cursed, This is what the device comes with! This thing is originally a military contraband; Im lucky to have gotten one! Lyus clear and lively voice suddenly chimed in, Boss, your elderly assistants underwear and socks are also pink. Kolevs old face turned red, and he stammered for a long time, saying things like whats wrong with pink and its just a normal color. Yang Ming chuckled and leaned back in the wide vintage wooden chair, his eyes showing a hint of reminiscence. He narrated at a brisk pace: After we parted, I resupplied with fresh water and food at Free Port, and after continuously sailing for over twenty Galaxy Days, underwent four somewhat risky jumps, heading to a coordinate point I had serendipitously obtained. Imperial New Calendar: 724.06.30. That was my departure time. (2) The trajectory drawn on the Star Map was gradually erased as Feinan entered an uncharted zone off commercial routes, and Yang Ming began to activate the hover rudder, spending half the time manually piloting. The radar was turned up to maximum power. Fully utilizing the gravitational slingshot effect to increase energy reserves. The radio was set to receive on all channels, to prevent accidentally entering a military forbidden zone. The predetermined coordinate point was getting closer, and Yang Ming could already find some distinctive landmarks on the enlarged Star Map. He first passed by a shattered drifting planet, a third of which had been blown apart, with a long meteorite belt stretching into space. A drifting planet refers to a planet not captured by a star, usually quite rare; this particular drifting planet was likely dragged here by interstellar civilizations. Continuing from the shattered drifting planet, Yang Ming spent two Galaxy Days reaching the second landmark. This was the wreckage of an abandoned gigantic warship, with all valuable items long removed, leaving only an empty skeleton and a heavily damaged outer armor. This gigantic warship was 25,000 meters long, with a small city inside it. Perhaps it was a relic from a previous era of civilization, once providing modern Galactic civilizations with many advanced ancient technologies, or perhaps it was once the symbol of a powerful nation, fallen into oblivion due to the collapse of its regime. Yang Ming deliberately bypassed the wreckage of this gigantic warship. He feared there might be some factions detector nearby; he only needed to use this object to confirm he hadnt taken the wrong path. When playing Abyss, players didnt have such trouble with navigation, generally closing and opening their eyes and the target point would be reached. This was a huge disparity Yang Ming couldnt comprehend presently. Continuing to sail for another day and a half, passing by the second somewhat intact drifting planet, Yang Ming gradually approached his destination for this journey. A deep gray dust cloud was spread across the gravitational equilibrium zone. Feinan began to slow down, gliding slowly over the dust cloud. Intelligent Mechanic Dusk was hidden here. Number Two, analyze the composition of the dust cloud. Yes, Captain, the main compositions are crushed ice, with a small portion of rock debris and dust particles. The nearby area is in a gravitational near-equilibrium zone, insufficient to form any microstar on its own, and no areas capable of accumulating heat were detected. Molly No. 2s voice was cold yet clear. Yang Ming said, Detect gravitational anomaly points, even the slightest anomaly needs to be reported. Yes, Captain. Molly No. 2 dutifully began to work. But Yang Ming did not stop the Feinan; instead, he proceeded towards the center of the dust cloud based on his memory. The spaceship slightly lowered, the sound of shattered ice hitting the hull being constant. Captain, there is a gravitational anomaly point ahead, although the extent is very small. Can it be detected what caused it? Lacking proper equipment, unable to detect, Molly No. 2 immediately replied. Yang Ming nodded. Then it was up to him. The spaceship decelerated again, slowly sinking into the dust cloud, as if Yang Ming were immersed in a sea of clouds, progressing slowly and steadily toward the middle layer of the dust cloud. ` Chapter 64 - Chapter 64: 042 Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind [Super Large Chapter Vote Request]_2 Chapter 64: 042 Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind [Super Large Chapter Vote Request]_2 The faint sound of collision became increasingly clear. Captain, should we activate the protective shield? No, Yang Ming whispered, his eyes fixed on what lay ahead. The dust cloud obstructing his view suddenly disappeared, and the spaceship fell into a pure vacuum. Just as Yang Ming felt a tinge of disappointment, believing he had overshot and exited the dust cloud, he froze. The spaceship stopped moving. The engines were running normally, all the instrument readings were fine, and the radar was working, but at this moment, the hundred-and-thirty-meter-long exploration ship suddenly lost all kinetic energy and momentum, hovering at the very center of the dust cloud. It was a perfectly square vacuum space, about twenty kilometers in length, width, and height, with the Feinan situated right in the middle. Number Two are we stationary? From a physical standpoint, yes, Molly No. 2 immediately responded, Insufficient data in the library, unable to provide corresponding analysis. Even though Yang Ming had actively sought this out, he now felt slightly nervous. He remembered that the Chosen One had not encountered so many issues. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.? That guy had simply flown into the dust cloud, discovered an abnormal spatial vortex, dove in, and found an abandoned, highly automated mechanical city. Theres an information stream reaching our ship, Molly No. 2 alerted. Before she finished speaking, the projection screen in front of Yang Ming turned pitch black, with lines of numbers and text flashing rapidly, finally displaying a series of sentences in the Empires common language. [Civilization information accessed.] [Civilization language changed.] [Inquiry commencing.] [Inferior lifeform, please use the most concise language to describe your purpose here.] Purpose? Yang Ming frowned as he looked at the projection screen. He didnt appreciate this interrogation-like tone, especially the term inferior lifeform. Tap tap tap, this time the projection screen even included typing sound effects. [If I find any element of dishonesty in your answer, you will forfeit this opportunity.] Im here searching for answers and hoping to gain something, Yang Ming contemplated for a few seconds before responding, Its an adventure, as well as a quest for redemption Number Two, translate that into text for me. Molly No. 2 did not respond. Tap tap tap. [Your primitive auxiliary piloting program has been put into protected hibernation. Its too rudimentary. I can understand your language.] [Here is the second question.] [Will you allow me to thoroughly scan your brain?] No, Yang Ming answered firmly. [Impressive, you possess autonomy of consciousness and are qualified to continue communicating with me.] [Third question.] [What are you trying to redeem?] Family, myself, everything I care about who knows. Yang Ming took a deep breath: I dont know what Im redeeming either, I just want to survive and then do something, try to save my parents and friends. [You should be reminded that once a carbon-based inferior lifeform is brain-dead, even with a complete molecular structure map of the body, its difficult to replicate the same personality.] [Thought Bodies born of the same structure but different dimensional phases have fundamental differences.] I cant explain this to you completely because I dont understand it either, Yang Ming spoke calmly: This is the answer Im searching for. I dont know whether they are dead or still alive someplace unknown at this very moment. But I feel like if I dont do something now, they might be doomed in the future nonetheless. The typing sounds stopped for several minutes. Yang Ming watched the cursor blinking on the screen in front of him. Had he messed up? The Chosen One hadnt mentioned anything about a test What was all this about? [Were you mistaken in coming here?] Yang Ming said, Thats more than three questions. [I wish to ask you a few more to determine whether to grant you an audience.] Yang Mings frown deepened. He felt that all he could do now was follow his instincts, not to lie but to tell parts of the truth. Not mistaken. I knew this place held something, I thought it might be a treasure, and I deliberately sought it out. [Do you understand the value of this place?] I do not understand, as you have not introduced yourself. [Curious inferior lifeform, I need to perform an energy level scan to determine your threat level. This will avoid your private parts. Do you consent?] Consent. Deep down, Yang Ming was quite confident. He, Captain Hanton, had undergone hundreds of scans, big and small, from the Human Rights Council to Cole Port Prison, and never flagged anything abnormal! A point of light appeared outside the bridge, casting rays that seemed to penetrate the entire ship. And then I went inside, Yang Ming said succinctly, sipping the fragrant wine. Kolev frowned deeply, Is it really a high-dimensional civilization? What were the results of the scan? You cant just brush off an old man bursting with curiosity like that! Cant reveal personal privacy parts, but that indeed was a remnant of a high-dimensional civilization. Oh, thats alright, keep going, dont stop. Yang Ming chuckled softly, his eyes growing increasingly saturated with memories, beginning to choose carefully what to share with Kolev. At that time (3) Tap tap tap! The sound of typing reappeared, this time somewhat impatient. [Are you a separate part of an Ancient God Life Form? Compared to the true Ancient God Life Forms, you are far too weak, yet you possess some of their characteristics, what a strange existence, this is too amusing.] Chapter 65 - Chapter 65: 042 Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind [Super Large Chapter Vote Request]_3 Chapter 65: 042 Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind [Super Large Chapter Vote Request]_3 Yang Ming maintained a semblance of calm on the surface, yet inside, he was exclaiming in disbelief. Had he been exposed just like that? Can you directly scan for abnormalities in my genome? [Is there any difficulty in that? I can directly scan all the information carried within your body, including the brain, but I wont do so, as I respect the right to consciousness equality.] [You have earned the right to enter this place, and whether you can obtain the treasure you desire depends on whether you truly understand the meaning of consciousness and civilization. Of course, you can also seek the direction of life evolution here.] [Please come inside, rare Subordinate Ancient God Life Form, I should not have referred to you as a lower life form.] Ahead of the ship, the point of light flickered once more. Yang Mings gaze became hazy, and before he could react, the environment around him underwent a drastic change. Just a second ago, he was on his beloved ship, Feinan. The next second, he found himself in the stark vacuum of a black hole, able to breathe unimpeded, surrounded by darkness. Ahead, faint lights twinkled. Those lights merged into patches of brightness. Yang Ming was pulled towards those patches of light, which grew increasingly bright and searing, and although grand music seemed to sound by his ears, it was merely a hallucination. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????. Yang Ming closed his eyes subconsciously. The push and the pull dissipated at the same time. Under his feet, it felt as though land had appeared, comforting gravity slowly increasing, his vision rapidly returning. Barefoot, he stood on the surface of a planet with a deep gray hue, with metallic structures filling his view to the horizon, equilateral triangles filled in various areas, and Yang Ming felt as though he could receive profound and complex information directly from these structures. Yes, this was it, he had seen these structures in a video! This was Intelligent Mechanic Dusk! It was the Intelligent Machine city that the Chosen One had stumbled upon! It housed a vast array of emerging technologies and countless high-tech materials. It was said that even the buildings themselves, once dismantled, could be directly used to patch together the hull of a new type of warship! Along with this realization, Yang Ming felt something peculiar. This sensation was similar to Abysss holographic technology The first time he experienced immersive holographic online gaming had given Yang Ming, along with a host of other youngsters, a tremendous shock, making them exclaim, Wow, Earths technology has developed to this extent without me noticing! Yes, it had that virtual feeling. This was not the real material world. Yang Ming immediately realized that his body must still be on the Feinan, but using some incomprehensible technology, his consciousness had been connected to a virtual world. Out of nowhere, Yang Ming heard a voice, genderless, ageless, very neutral. (IV) How should I address you, Subordinate Ancient God Life Form? He turned around slowly to see the source of the voicea sphere floating in front of him. It was roughly the size of a fist, indiscernible in material, with warm yellow particles chasing each other inside. My name is Yang Ming, Yang Ming said calmly, thats my current name. Hello, Yang Ming. Your civilization seems to require such polite greetings. Hello, how should I address you? You can call me Patroller, Tomb Guardian, Examiner. The sphere spoke softly in Galaxy Language: While scanning the information from your ship, I discovered something interesting, youve fabricated your own identity to deceive others. Yang Ming thought for a moment: My story is a bit long, do you wish to hear it? I would like nothing more, laughed the Tomb Guardian, although I am indifferent to the passage of time, I still feel a tinge of loneliness. I can only start from the middle, Yang Ming said, it was a research vessel belonging to a powerful force, conducting research on Ancient God Life Forms, and I was a maintenance worker responsible for repairing the ships hull Yang Ming briefly recounted from Valkyries two rampages, to being abandoned by the Empire as a political scapegoat, then being pursued by the Guel Alliance and running through the stars in a ragged quest for freedom. He deliberately omitted all information about Earth. While Yang Ming told his story, the sphere flickered faintly, leading him through the endless metal jungle. The sphere laughed: To escape from the pressure of two powerful entities is truly not an easy feat. I can sense that you have strong personal consciousness, unwilling to become someone elses puppet, and possess the strong will to pursue freedom. You remind me of the last life form I guided. Who? Can you share? Yang Ming immediately asked. He was called Levi Sherman, an interesting lower life form. Yang Ming: The name was like a clap of thunder. Wasnt that the founding Emperor of the Sherman Empire? Didnt that guy kick the bucket thousands of Galaxy Years ago? The sphere sighed: Unfortunately, he did not complete all the assessments here, his progress stopped at the Third Rank. After that, he was unable to reach this place again, losing the qualifications to undergo the assessments. Do you know what that life form did? Yang Ming asked, frowning. I dont care. Dont care? Yes, he might have established a new civilization carrier, said the sphere slowly, or merely used the technology obtained here to strengthen a political entity. I suspect the latter is more likely. External information means nothing to me. Yang Ming chuckled: Then how am I to believe what you say? Chapter 66 - Chapter 66: 042 Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind [Super Large Chapter Vote Request]_4 Chapter 66: 042 Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind [Super Large Chapter Vote Request]_4 The sphere whispered slowly, You must make that judgment yourself. Yang Ming asked, What exactly is here? What exactly is the way to get in here? The only way to get in here is through consciousness resonance, said the sphere. I only communicate with consciousnesses that meet the minimum standards. He must have a strong sense of purpose and enough conviction. When you lose this conviction, I will refuse to converse with you, as with the last one. Yang Ming thought carefully. A certain slogan shouted by the Chosen One during a live broadcast popped into his mind. I hesitated when I found that vortex; if my ship was destroyed, I would be left with nothing and become a penniless bum. But one conviction supported me; I need to make money! Succeed and the girls in the clubhouse are mine! Fail and meet me on the rooftop! Im going all in! In the next scene of the broadcast, two bikini-clad beauties appeared beside him, delicately calling him boss. Is this f**king also considered conviction? Yang Ming kept conversing with the sphere. They were both very curious about each other. This light sphere was not leading him on a meaningless stroll; about ten minutes later, Yang Ming was led to a building shaped like an inverted pyramid. Mysteriously, Yang Ming felt a sacred aura. The spheres voice grew more solemn as it whispered, Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0??.? Next, every choice you make is critical. Inside are ninety-nine questions, a comprehensive evaluation of your cognition and thinking. This evaluation will affect how seriously we take you going forward. Once you enter, everything about youyour thoughts, your memories, any ripple your consciousness createswill be captured and analyzed by the mastermind in this place. If you cant proceed, you can simply exit, and it doesnt matter even if you cant pass a single level; you will still receive a gift. Dont be too anxious, Yang Ming. Typically, a first-time guided individual passing more than three questions is considered exceptional, limited by your perception, acquired knowledge, and the level of civilization you come from, as well as your level of understanding of the universe. Since chatting with you has been pleasurable, I can give you a little hint. The answers to the questions arent important; its the process of your thinking that matters. Yang Ming blinked, If I choose not to go in now, what then? I will send you away from here, and after our delightful chat, I will erase your memories about this place. The sphere continued, The creators here do not long for their legacy to be inherited. But they also dont refuse to let the brilliance of this civilization once again illuminate the material universe. They call this the Twilight Land, representing not just the disappearance of their civilization here but also their willingness to leave a faint spark for emerging civilizations in the material universe. Of course, their path might not necessarily be the correct onetheres no right or wrong in the development of civilizations, only lengthbut they have indeed reached a relatively high level in civilization development. Yang Ming tried to get more outside help. He asked softly, Is it possible that there is a key here, and if I obtain it, I can have administrative rights over this place? I am the key. The sphere chuckled lightly, I am not a life form but a Thought Body created by them. If you can reach the highest level, you will understand how insignificant the technological level represented by the buildings you see before you is. Yang Ming frowned and pondered for a while. In the Abyss, the Intelligent Mechanic Dusk had a key which was simply a tangible remote control. Yet, the key he was interacting with now was a higher intelligence. What did this difference represent? Alright, I now have more questionslets chat later. Yang Ming shrugged and pressed his palm against the unimpressive great door in front of him. The silver-gray grand door opened to the left and right, revealing an interior structure that was simple yet subtly embodied physical beauty. Yang Ming was about to step inside. May I modify your ship? the sphere suddenly asked, As a return for our delightful chat, how about I offer you a little gift? Of course, Yang Ming laughed, but you have to make sure I can pilot it back to my world. The sphere pondered for a few moments, Then I need to be a bit more conservative. Is this Tomb Guardian humor? Mmm, you can think of it that way. The tone of the sphere became a bit more lively. Yang Ming smiled and stepped onto the mercury-like ground; the environment around him dramatically changed, and he seemed to be in a vast white world, facing a mirror flickering with waves and a faint glimmering light. [Question 1: How do you view the importance of writing in the development of civilization? Please provide a light analysis of your thoughts.] Yang Ming: Well done. (End of Chapter Five) How do you view the importance of writing in the development of civilization? Kolev murmured to himself, Is the first question such a grand topic? Oh, how advanced this extinct high-level civilization must have been, its unimaginable! How many questions did you answer correctly? Surely you werent filtered out on the first one, were you? Yang Ming shrugged, smiling mysteriously in his eyes. He whispered slowly, I can only say, I did everything I could at my current stage. Dont worry, my dear first mate, you would never guess how interesting that sphere is. Isnt that just a higher intelligence? No, they claim to be a Secondary civilization, far beyond simple artificial intelligence. Chapter 71 - Chapter 71: 043 Dont Panic, Within Plan_2 Chapter 71: 043 Dont Panic, Within Plan_2 Kolev raised his hand to rub his forehead, somewhat nostalgic for the previous project. The robot son was really quite nice, indeed. In the interest of saving costs, Yang Ming bought a regular seat ticket from the Star Alliance (Galaxy Interstellar United Airlines). But Yang Ming hadnt expected that Kolev had transformed from a thrifty and heroic pirate leader into a luxurious and extravagant capitalist. Kolev frowned as he looked at the economy class in front of him. Hundreds of passengers crammed into a narrow area, with two illegally added rows of seats making the aisle so narrow that one almost had to turn sideways to pass through. Whats wrong, Uncle? Yang Ming asked in a clear and bright voice. But Kolev turned his head and walked over to a flight attendant: Upgrade me to two cabin, yes, all three segments, ordinary business? No, no, something better, a medium-private cabin? Why would my nephew and I need a couples private cabin? Is there anything higher? Oh, Royal Hall, thats it, I pay here, right? Yang Ming was carrying his suitcase and came over, just about to swipe his card, but with a swipe of his finger, Kolev had already completed the payment. This ones on me, Kolev chuckled, my dear nephew. Uncle, we should save a little. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.0 Oh, no need at all, Kolev laughed proudly, ever since our last trip, I took stock of my assets, and as long as I dont mess with business investments, I can live extravagantly for a couple of hundred years without worry. Yang Ming could only shrug at this. They moved from the middle of this 600-meter-long passenger ship to the bow area. Here, right above the bridge, directly in front were several huge portholes, offering an unobstructed view of the magnificent cosmos as the ship sailed. In this vast area, there were only sixteen egg-shaped seats, each equivalent to a small cabin, where two or three people could comfortably play cards and have fun. The independent escape pod was also one of the expensive ticket elements here. Besides the two of them, there were four or five other guests here. Extravagance. Yang Ming pouted and shook his head. Kolev calmly and confidently sat in his seat, turned his head toward Yang Ming, and with a pleasant smile said, Care to chat about investment plans, my dear nephew? Evaluating things on-site wont be too late, Uncle. Yang Ming stretched lazily and walked to the cabin next door, hung his suit jacket on the wall, casually picked up an electronic book composed of projections, and lay down in his seat. Kolev hummed a simple tune, took out a block of glass, and began to fiddle with it. Yang Ming was somewhat afraid that the old man might relapse into his occupational habits and assume the captains authority over the passenger ship. Where has my cousin developed now? Yang Ming asked aloud. She hasnt gone far, Kolev laughed, since she wanted to start from scratch in the workplace, I didnt feel it was right to interfere. You dont know Mollys location? Yang Ming asked full of suspicion, then opened the projector on his watch and stared slightly dazed at a map. Alright, I do know, Kolev said puzzled, what are you looking at? A homemade attribute board. Attribute board? What is that? Kolev wanted to take a closer look, but Yang Ming had already turned off the watch projection. Yang Ming smiled and said, It lets me visually understand myself, its also one of the functions of my assistant, Little Lyu. Alright, Uncle, if you dont have any valuable questions, Im going to start learning. Study away! Not a single bit of care for the elderly! Kolev huffed and closed his cabin door. Yang Ming glanced at the two fellow travelers who were attracted by their conversation, smiled awkwardly, and lowered his head to continue reading the book about industrial development. To start a factory, one always needs to know a bit of professional jargon. The first two-thirds of this voyage were rather peaceful, so peaceful that Yang Ming was getting a little drowsy. After two Galaxy Days, two jumps, two sections of smooth sailing, and passing by two bustling space stations, the ship accepted more passengers for the third time, with two new members arriving at the Royal Hall at the bow as well. Yang Ming, who was reading, was captivated by a fragrance that reached his nose and looked up at the silhouette passing by him. It was a stylish young woman dressed in a light brown close-fitting tea-length dress that highlighted her curvy figure; she had slightly curly brown long hair, a well-defined face, and her plump lips occasionally pursed. She seemed uneasy. Yang Ming keenly detected that this pretty woman appeared to be fearing something, her eyes constantly darting around. None of my business. Yang Ming put on his headphones, slowly reclined, and let himself immerse in the ocean of industry. Soon, the ship started again, heading toward the directional jump channel, with the next stop being the Head Star of the Luofeng Empire. Yang Ming keenly noticed that the attractive woman diagonally to his left seemed to become increasingly anxious. She kept checking the time on her network terminal, playing variety show videos several times but quickly shutting them off in irritation; whenever someone walked behind her, she would immediately look over, her eyes filled with tension. What the hell? A feeling of unease welled up within Yang Ming as well. Better not let anything weird happen. On a normal journey, there wouldnt be any blood-drawing checks, but if something peculiar occurred, that could be uncertain. Moreover, they were heading to the Luofeng Empire to get things done, so gaining extra attention at the start could easily lead to unnecessary trouble. Hope shes just avoiding her romantic rival. Yang Ming prayed as such. Two hours later, as the ship entered deep flight, the light within the cabins dimmed a bit, and the starry sky outside the portholes became exceptionally dazzling. The woman holding her network terminal stood up, walked past Yang Mings seat with her head lowered, and rushed toward the back. Yang Ming hoped that this was just a routine bathroom visit. Though Yang Ming knew that was unlikely. Yang Ming had long caught the sound of breathing hidden behind the door of the head cabin, where two well-trained men had been observing the woman for some time. The woman entered the head public shower room, which had three separate toilets and two single shower pods. The two men rushed up! Yang Ming raised his hand to rub the corners of his eyes. He keenly picked up on various subtle sounds coming from the public shower room: knocking sounds, shouts that were never voiced, the scuffing of high heels on soft carpet, and urgent low growls. They were trying to strangle her. Did those assailants really not have any high-tech special agent equipment? I mustnt get involved in this, shouldnt start side quests. Im no justice seeker; every current action must be within the plan. Yang Ming repeatedly reminded himself in his heart. He decided to remind Kolev too. Uncle Haton, Yang Ming turned his head to call, are you asleep, Uncle Haton? I think we can Yang Ming straightened up in a flash. Kolevs egg cabin was in a closed state, and no breathing could be heard. Observing through a slit, it was empty inside. When did he disappear? Yang Ming had been monitoring the external environment for the last half-hour and hadnt noticed anything abnormal here; Kolev definitely hadnt moved for the last half-hour! Yang Ming frowned and looked toward the public shower room; could the old man really be doing it? Oh, finally. Kolevs nose let out a gentle groan. Old-age constipation, truly a torturous issue. Kolev gently sighed, pressed the button on the automatic toilet, and the last trace of bad odor was neutralized. He pulled up his pants, held his waist, sighed softly, and hummed a cheery tune, unlocking and pulling open the soundproof door of the restroom. Chapter 72 - Chapter 72: 044 Ordinary Merchant Chapter 72: 044 Ordinary Merchant ` The figures of two men and a woman suddenly appeared before Kolev. The woman, in a slit dress, had her arms locked by a burly man in a black trench coat behind her, covering her mouth. Another slightly smaller man was gripping her neck with both hands, trying to induce mechanical asphyxiation. The womans beautiful face flushed crimson. Her soft, untrained body couldnt offer any effective resistance. But at that moment, there was a faint noise nearby. She and the two men shifted their gazes and saw Kolev, who had just finished disposing of food waste. A glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes, and she kept making muffled cries. Oh, a simple murder attempt. Kolev pondered for two seconds. He was considering what reaction an ordinary old man might have upon seeing this scene. The smaller man released the womans neck and quickly approached Kolev, his eyes fierce. Kolev immediately made a decision, his eyes losing focus, and he tapped the ground quickly with his cane. His short, frail, and aged body posed no threat to the two attackers. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????. The small man accelerated forward, leaping half a step, and swung his fist fiercely at Kolevs nose! Ha, such a crude probing. Kolev deduced that this young man was likely doing such dirty work for the first time. Beneath that seemingly fierce expression was tension and unease. Previously, this person probably wasnt a thug or a crook, so as long as Kolev remained calm and pretended to be blind, the younger mans fist would likely stop Bang! Kolev staggered and fell, his vision fading in and out, struggling to breathe. The young man who struck him gulped, looking at the now-incapacitated old man, his nostrils slightly flaring, whispering in Imperial Language: Its all for my country. Im willing to bear the sins for it. Im willing to bear the sins for it! The man clenched his fist, ready to press down on Kolevs neck! Suddenly, Uncle Haton? Are you inside? Yang Mings voice echoed from outside the door. Kolev was still a bit dizzy, his mind muddled, unable to respond promptly. The two attackers exchanged a glance, seeing the tension in each others eyes. The automatic sliding door, blocked by a mop, was showing signs of being pulled open. The low-quality mop stick was beginning to bend! The woman, with her mouth covered, struggled fiercely, making a series of muffled sounds. The burly man behind her couldnt help but roar in a low voice: Why did this involve so many people! Ill handle the one outside, you keep her down! The small man who had struck Kolev instantly darted to the bathroom door. Kolev finally regained some clarity, raising his head to look at the attackers backs, his nostrils flaring slightly, and shouted: Damn it! Im going to die! Bang! The bathrooms automatic door was kicked open by Yang Ming! The attacker who just arrived at the door, along with the alloy door panel, was sent flying backward, his waist slamming hard into the wash basin two meters behind. Yang Ming charged into the bathroom like a cheetah! The burly mans expression changed drastically, ready to throw the woman aside to counterattack, but Yang Mings speed left him unable to react. A chop slammed into the burly mans neck, making his eyes roll back as he toppled forward, pressing the woman to the ground. Fortunately, his neck didnt suffer mechanical deformation. Yang Ming had expertly controlled his strength. Are you alright, Uncle Haton? Yang Ming turned to look at Kolev, whose nose was bleeding profusely. Kolev held his nose, supporting himself with the cane, and wobbled to his feet, angrily heading to the wash basin, raising his cane with gritted teeth and cursing: No one has ever dared to hit my nose! Never! Then, with his cane, he fiercely whipped the man before him. Yang Ming sighed in relief. The old man seemed just fine. Uncle Haton! Hows your injury? Yang Ming didnt look at the continuously struggling woman. Instead, he supported Kolev, speaking quickly into his ear: Thats enough, stop hitting, now you need to act like a victim! He immediately shouted outside the door: Somebody help! Save us! There are two thugs attacking us here! Kolev blinked, immediately leaning against Yang Mings arm, letting out groans. Im ruined, oh, my brains been jolted Im definitely going to sue this cruise line, their security is as crappy as dirt. Yang Ming glanced at the woman with the edge of his vision, she still hadnt managed to escape from the burly mans embrace. She lay there, panting, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. Spy? Agent? Yang Ming couldnt help but think of the chaotic situation in the Luofeng Empire nowadays. But he didnt make any further moves at this moment. Classmate Little Lyu had already piloted the Feinan ship two Galaxy Days ago, arriving at the outskirts of Luofengs Head Star, and was currently gathering regional information rapidly through the satellite network enveloping the Administrative Star. Before receiving Lyus report and understanding how to maximize his interests, Yang Ming didnt want to get involved in any strange events. Several crew members rushed in one after another. A small commotion ensued. Before the cruise ship reached the Head Star of the Luofeng Empire, two hundred-meter-level standard patrol ships intercepted the cruise ship, and two teams of men and women in white uniforms swiftly controlled the ships front area. Yang Ming and Kolev, who had already coordinated their statements, were summoned for questioning. Yang Ming wore an innocent expression. ` Chapter 73 - Chapter 73: 044 Ordinary Merchant_2 Chapter 73: 044 Ordinary Merchant_2 Kolev kept covering his nose, wailing, with tears of grievance pooling in his old eyes. This made the young couple responsible for questioning them speak much more gently. Im terribly sorry, Mr. Haton, we sympathize with what youve been through today. Its clear, both of you, that you saved that beautiful lady over there. Weve now initially determined that the culprits are two members of a rebel organization who infiltrated the cabin. Rest assured, they have been controlled and will not harm you again. Could you both recount the events that took place earlier? Yang Ming frowned and said, A rebel organization? Uncle, should we reconsider our investment plan? Kolev nodded, I deeply regret my decision to invest here and build a factory! Its utter chaos here! This is the greatest insult Ive suffered in my life! They even hit my nose! Oh, my poor, frail nose, which might be cremated in a few years! How can it end so miserably? The two young officers exchanged a glance, their attitude immediately becoming more apologetic. They dared not offend these potential investor guests of local politicians. The questioning wrapped up hastily. The most probing question was regarding Yang Mings fighting skills: Mr. Ming, your actions will certainly be defined as self-defense, so theres no need to worry about that. But one of them is seriously injured, with a broken spine Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ???.? The male officer paused a few times, Have you received combat training? My uncle is a billionaire. Yang Ming calmly explained, I need to learn some combat skills to protect his personal safety. A life of material abundance inevitably becomes dull, so I take pleasure in exercising my body. As he spoke, Yang Ming lifted his suit and shirt, revealing well-defined abs that made the female officer push her glasses up. Wow, the male officer nodded, Are you Mr. Hatons bodyguard? Kolev frowned, Hey! Youre the bodyguard! This is my dear big nephew! Alright, the male officer said, To be safe, Ive just received news from my superior, officially notifying you both Please do not spread this incident outside. Otherwise, well hold you accountable under the Empires information security guidelines. What do you mean by this? Kolev shouted angrily, Im a victim! Ive been harmed! An innocent, helpless old man, here to invest in this place, almost beaten to death by two thugs! Sorry, the female officer looked apologetic, We cant give you substantial compensation. This is a tricky matter, and the two rebel members have been sent to higher-level departments for interrogation. You just need to remain silent to avoid many follow-up troubles. The male officer said, Otherwise, you might have to come back to the station with us for half a months interrogation. Oh, you, Kolevs voice rose, Are you trying to downplay the issue? Are you in cahoots with those two thugs? Oh! I want to go back right now! Get me on my return trip! Uncle, Uncle Haton! Yang Ming quickly pulled Kolev back. Theyre right, this matter cannot be blown up, or it will damage our dignity. You wouldnt want your old friends to know you got your nose crooked by rebels, would you? The business here is a good project for us. Hmph! Kolev wore a look of displeasure. The two officers exchanged a glance and each let out a sigh of relief. The woman at the center of the incident, attacked by the rebels, left with the patrol ship. Before leaving, she wanted to thank Yang Ming and Kolev. But as she approached, Yang Ming smiled and shook his head, refusing her. Yang Ming reminded her, Were just honest businesspeople; we dont want to stir up trouble, miss. She lightly bit her lip and bowed her head to Yang Ming in gratitude. You saved me, and Ill remember this kindness. Once I finish handling what Im dealing with, Ill find a way to repay you both. Yang Ming shrugged, We dont want to get too deeply involved in politics. I understand, the woman sighed softly, her demeanor full of gloom, Thank you. Yang Ming noticed that when the woman left, she wasnt being escorted, but rather seemed to be protected by the patrol team members. A big figure? She didnt look like it. As the two patrol ships slowly departed and the starship returned to normal operation, those crew members and security staff, who must have been slacking somewhere, perked up and became very active. They even brought comforting gifts to unfortunate old Kolevfree snacks and an air kiss from a female crew member. Kolev was already filled with distrust for the environment. He squeezed into Yang Mings egg cabin, trying to endure the last bit of their voyage. Its really too chaotic here; theoretically, we should have been taken away for investigation, but the officers reactions were out of the ordinary. They were eager for us not to follow up. Kolev whispered. Yang Ming slightly curled his lips but didnt say much more. Turbulent waters were perfect for catching big fish. However, what Yang Ming and Kolev didnt know was this. When they arrived at Wind Head Star and successfully boarded the ground-to-air train at the Space Port, beginning their exploration of Wind Head Star Ilandos culinary recommendations. In the controlled airspace near Head Star Ilando, onboard a comprehensive Supply Ship surrounded by several Escort Ships, in a chamber set up as an interrogation room. The beautiful woman who had promised to repay Yang Ming was now bound to an electric torture chair, her eyes dazed from the effects of nerve-inducing drugs, her face and body displaying multiple bruises. She mechanically kept repeating: I dont know. In front of the woman, several middle-aged men in blue trench coats appeared somewhat tense, occasionally glancing at the corner. There stood an elderly man with graying hair. Nothing found? the old man asked. The middle-aged men quickly turned around, respectfully replying, Shes been scanned all over three times, General; no chip has been found under her skin or inside her body. Perhaps the intelligence was wrong. Our people have searched every corner of the ship. No effective information was found; everything has been meticulously checked. The old man looked visibly displeased and said coldly, Cut open her stomach and search once more. Yes, General! General, a middle-aged man said softly, According to intelligence screening, there are two people those two who stumbled upon the rebels actions, an uncle and nephew pair, here at the Head Star to invest in the pipe diversion business, who had contact with the maid could it be? If its possible, then verify it. The old man said in a low voice, Dont overlook any clues. Be discreet while operating on the ground. No one would pay attention to two small businessmen at this moment. The middle-aged man nodded promptly, Yes, Ill go right away. Rest assured, I wont cause any disturbance; theyre just two ordinary people, easily handled with a laser gun. Chapter 70 - Chapter 70: 043 Dont panic, its within the plan Chapter 70: 043 Dont panic, its within the plan ` Nobody knew how Kolev had tossed and turned these three days. Previously, he had vaguely seen that transparent spaceship, that transparent spaceship with particle transmission, that Feinan ship he had poured his heart into creating over five or six years! It easily broke through the Cas Federations garbage planetary defense system. Kolev desperately wanted to get on it and see what strange technology this spaceship, blessed by a high civilization, truly had. Its simply the best pirate ship in my dreams. Kolev kept muttering to himself. But three days later, in the manors reception hall, Kolev looked at Yang Ming, who entered through the front door, wearing a well-fitted suit, and the two metallic ship tickets Yang Ming handed to him Arent we taking your ship? Kolev blinked. Yang Ming laughed, This isnt a secret mission, we need our trajectory to be traceable. Moreover, from now on, Im your nephew, Uncle Haton. Oh, this! Kolev clutched the metal plaque, shouting in anger and embarrassment, Let me go see! Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.?? See what? Yang Ming asked knowingly. Your ship! Kolevs eyes shone with a fiery light, Let me broaden my horizons. Im not going to steal it from you. So thats it, Yang Ming said with a smile, looking at Kolev, Dont worry, Uncle Haton, when we get there, well have plenty of time. Now we have to head to the space port; Ive ordered an automated taxi to pick us up in an hour. Oh! Kolev gritted his teeth, Cant we just transmit directly? Whats difficult about that? It actually is difficult. Yang Ming quietly explained, Only I can complete the particle transmission, and that machine can only bind to one person. Theres nothing much different inside the spaceship, just an added transmitter, a mainframe housing Lyus photon brain, and a few devices to enhance stealth; everything else is still the same. Alright, Kolev shrugged, Im not that eager anyway. They they dont want to directly disrupt the Milky Ways balance, Yang Ming explained, The benefits they gave me are actually very limited; the real benefits come later, once I can officially inherit this legacy. Kolev perked up, examining the metal ticket in his hand. Lets see where you want to go, my dear nephew. Huh, Luofeng Empire? What kind of place is that. A vassal state of the Sherman Empire, in the first spiral arm of the Milky Way, with eleven administrative stars and one hundred and two resource stars, six of which are highly impoverished. The political environment is highly complex, currently with the possibility of a rebellion; it is the battleground between the New Federation and the Sherman Empire. Yang Ming introduced as if reciting a familiar lesson, Ive already prepared a strategy on the way here; from here we have to transfer twice. Do you want a piece of an administrative star? Kolev pondered seriously. Yes, and we might not necessarily need an administrative star; a resource star barely habitable would do, giving us more options. Yang Ming answered lightly, walking to the floor-length mirror to assess himself in the reflection. A well-fitting suit, neatly trimmed short hair, a clean-shaven pleasant face, and toned muscles temporarily subdued by the suit, filling it out nicely. Do I look like a second-generation rich kid? Yang Ming asked. Not really, Kolev sulked as he set his robotic butler, Your eyes are too fierce, Yang Ming; theres no sign of physical indulgence in your demeanor, which would instinctively make other young men feel enmity towards you. You need to restrain that sharpness. Yang Ming frowned slightly, constantly pondering this critical problem. Kolev asked, Need to buy new medication? Ive prepared a two-year supply myself, Yang Ming said, With that transmitter, its very convenient for me to visit the black market. Kolev thought for a few minutes, We need a perfect identity cover; theres an impending uprising there, and smart investors wouldnt go there for investments. The Luofeng Empire should be wealthy, Yang Ming explained, Its Head Star yields a special type of complex mineral that can produce the core components for coating machines and protective shields. Merchants flock endlessly there for this complex mineral. Its been exploited by the Sherman Empire for years and recently became a dumping ground for New Federation products; their royal family is corrupt and incompetent. Oh! Yes! Kolev suddenly realized something, Rhodium-6 rings used for diverter pipes! Yang Ming laughed, Merchants have always tried to get a share of the pie, and so will we. But I suggest, Uncle Haton, that you invest in building a downstream supporting factory. Yes, we dont have enough capital to shake the existing rhodium-6 ring market. Kolev pondered carefully. He suddenly realized, glaring at Yang Ming, No, why should I invest? I work for you, and you still need to pay me a salary! Its an investment suggestion, Yang Ming shrugged, Im limited on budget here; if you dont want to invest, Ill hand that million back to you soon. Kolev immediately beamed with joy. Yang Ming laughed, And then borrow three million New Federation Coins from you to invest in building the plant. No way! Dont even think about it! Kolev shouted, holding his civilized stick high, Only I rob others; no one has ever robbed me! No one! Then, half an hour later. Ding! Yang Ming looked at the successful transaction interface on his dial and winked his right eye at Kolev. ` Chapter 71 - Chapter 71: 043 Dont Panic, Within Plan_2 Chapter 71: 043 Dont Panic, Within Plan_2 Kolev raised his hand to rub his forehead, somewhat nostalgic for the previous project. The robot son was really quite nice, indeed. In the interest of saving costs, Yang Ming bought a regular seat ticket from the Star Alliance (Galaxy Interstellar United Airlines). But Yang Ming hadnt expected that Kolev had transformed from a thrifty and heroic pirate leader into a luxurious and extravagant capitalist. Kolev frowned as he looked at the economy class in front of him. Hundreds of passengers crammed into a narrow area, with two illegally added rows of seats making the aisle so narrow that one almost had to turn sideways to pass through. Whats wrong, Uncle? Yang Ming asked in a clear and bright voice. But Kolev turned his head and walked over to a flight attendant: Upgrade me to two cabin, yes, all three segments, ordinary business? No, no, something better, a medium-private cabin? Why would my nephew and I need a couples private cabin? Is there anything higher? Oh, Royal Hall, thats it, I pay here, right? Yang Ming was carrying his suitcase and came over, just about to swipe his card, but with a swipe of his finger, Kolev had already completed the payment. This ones on me, Kolev chuckled, my dear nephew. Uncle, we should save a little. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.0 Oh, no need at all, Kolev laughed proudly, ever since our last trip, I took stock of my assets, and as long as I dont mess with business investments, I can live extravagantly for a couple of hundred years without worry. Yang Ming could only shrug at this. They moved from the middle of this 600-meter-long passenger ship to the bow area. Here, right above the bridge, directly in front were several huge portholes, offering an unobstructed view of the magnificent cosmos as the ship sailed. In this vast area, there were only sixteen egg-shaped seats, each equivalent to a small cabin, where two or three people could comfortably play cards and have fun. The independent escape pod was also one of the expensive ticket elements here. Besides the two of them, there were four or five other guests here. Extravagance. Yang Ming pouted and shook his head. Kolev calmly and confidently sat in his seat, turned his head toward Yang Ming, and with a pleasant smile said, Care to chat about investment plans, my dear nephew? Evaluating things on-site wont be too late, Uncle. Yang Ming stretched lazily and walked to the cabin next door, hung his suit jacket on the wall, casually picked up an electronic book composed of projections, and lay down in his seat. Kolev hummed a simple tune, took out a block of glass, and began to fiddle with it. Yang Ming was somewhat afraid that the old man might relapse into his occupational habits and assume the captains authority over the passenger ship. Where has my cousin developed now? Yang Ming asked aloud. She hasnt gone far, Kolev laughed, since she wanted to start from scratch in the workplace, I didnt feel it was right to interfere. You dont know Mollys location? Yang Ming asked full of suspicion, then opened the projector on his watch and stared slightly dazed at a map. Alright, I do know, Kolev said puzzled, what are you looking at? A homemade attribute board. Attribute board? What is that? Kolev wanted to take a closer look, but Yang Ming had already turned off the watch projection. Yang Ming smiled and said, It lets me visually understand myself, its also one of the functions of my assistant, Little Lyu. Alright, Uncle, if you dont have any valuable questions, Im going to start learning. Study away! Not a single bit of care for the elderly! Kolev huffed and closed his cabin door. Yang Ming glanced at the two fellow travelers who were attracted by their conversation, smiled awkwardly, and lowered his head to continue reading the book about industrial development. To start a factory, one always needs to know a bit of professional jargon. The first two-thirds of this voyage were rather peaceful, so peaceful that Yang Ming was getting a little drowsy. After two Galaxy Days, two jumps, two sections of smooth sailing, and passing by two bustling space stations, the ship accepted more passengers for the third time, with two new members arriving at the Royal Hall at the bow as well. Yang Ming, who was reading, was captivated by a fragrance that reached his nose and looked up at the silhouette passing by him. It was a stylish young woman dressed in a light brown close-fitting tea-length dress that highlighted her curvy figure; she had slightly curly brown long hair, a well-defined face, and her plump lips occasionally pursed. She seemed uneasy. Yang Ming keenly detected that this pretty woman appeared to be fearing something, her eyes constantly darting around. None of my business. Yang Ming put on his headphones, slowly reclined, and let himself immerse in the ocean of industry. Soon, the ship started again, heading toward the directional jump channel, with the next stop being the Head Star of the Luofeng Empire. Yang Ming keenly noticed that the attractive woman diagonally to his left seemed to become increasingly anxious. She kept checking the time on her network terminal, playing variety show videos several times but quickly shutting them off in irritation; whenever someone walked behind her, she would immediately look over, her eyes filled with tension. What the hell? A feeling of unease welled up within Yang Ming as well. Better not let anything weird happen. On a normal journey, there wouldnt be any blood-drawing checks, but if something peculiar occurred, that could be uncertain. Moreover, they were heading to the Luofeng Empire to get things done, so gaining extra attention at the start could easily lead to unnecessary trouble. Hope shes just avoiding her romantic rival. Yang Ming prayed as such. Two hours later, as the ship entered deep flight, the light within the cabins dimmed a bit, and the starry sky outside the portholes became exceptionally dazzling. The woman holding her network terminal stood up, walked past Yang Mings seat with her head lowered, and rushed toward the back. Yang Ming hoped that this was just a routine bathroom visit. Though Yang Ming knew that was unlikely. Yang Ming had long caught the sound of breathing hidden behind the door of the head cabin, where two well-trained men had been observing the woman for some time. The woman entered the head public shower room, which had three separate toilets and two single shower pods. The two men rushed up! Yang Ming raised his hand to rub the corners of his eyes. He keenly picked up on various subtle sounds coming from the public shower room: knocking sounds, shouts that were never voiced, the scuffing of high heels on soft carpet, and urgent low growls. They were trying to strangle her. Did those assailants really not have any high-tech special agent equipment? I mustnt get involved in this, shouldnt start side quests. Im no justice seeker; every current action must be within the plan. Yang Ming repeatedly reminded himself in his heart. He decided to remind Kolev too. Uncle Haton, Yang Ming turned his head to call, are you asleep, Uncle Haton? I think we can Yang Ming straightened up in a flash. Kolevs egg cabin was in a closed state, and no breathing could be heard. Observing through a slit, it was empty inside. When did he disappear? Yang Ming had been monitoring the external environment for the last half-hour and hadnt noticed anything abnormal here; Kolev definitely hadnt moved for the last half-hour! Yang Ming frowned and looked toward the public shower room; could the old man really be doing it? Oh, finally. Kolevs nose let out a gentle groan. Old-age constipation, truly a torturous issue. Kolev gently sighed, pressed the button on the automatic toilet, and the last trace of bad odor was neutralized. He pulled up his pants, held his waist, sighed softly, and hummed a cheery tune, unlocking and pulling open the soundproof door of the restroom. Chapter 72 - Chapter 72: 044 Ordinary Merchant Chapter 72: 044 Ordinary Merchant ` The figures of two men and a woman suddenly appeared before Kolev. The woman, in a slit dress, had her arms locked by a burly man in a black trench coat behind her, covering her mouth. Another slightly smaller man was gripping her neck with both hands, trying to induce mechanical asphyxiation. The womans beautiful face flushed crimson. Her soft, untrained body couldnt offer any effective resistance. But at that moment, there was a faint noise nearby. She and the two men shifted their gazes and saw Kolev, who had just finished disposing of food waste. A glimmer of hope ignited in her eyes, and she kept making muffled cries. Oh, a simple murder attempt. Kolev pondered for two seconds. He was considering what reaction an ordinary old man might have upon seeing this scene. The smaller man released the womans neck and quickly approached Kolev, his eyes fierce. Kolev immediately made a decision, his eyes losing focus, and he tapped the ground quickly with his cane. His short, frail, and aged body posed no threat to the two attackers. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????. The small man accelerated forward, leaping half a step, and swung his fist fiercely at Kolevs nose! Ha, such a crude probing. Kolev deduced that this young man was likely doing such dirty work for the first time. Beneath that seemingly fierce expression was tension and unease. Previously, this person probably wasnt a thug or a crook, so as long as Kolev remained calm and pretended to be blind, the younger mans fist would likely stop Bang! Kolev staggered and fell, his vision fading in and out, struggling to breathe. The young man who struck him gulped, looking at the now-incapacitated old man, his nostrils slightly flaring, whispering in Imperial Language: Its all for my country. Im willing to bear the sins for it. Im willing to bear the sins for it! The man clenched his fist, ready to press down on Kolevs neck! Suddenly, Uncle Haton? Are you inside? Yang Mings voice echoed from outside the door. Kolev was still a bit dizzy, his mind muddled, unable to respond promptly. The two attackers exchanged a glance, seeing the tension in each others eyes. The automatic sliding door, blocked by a mop, was showing signs of being pulled open. The low-quality mop stick was beginning to bend! The woman, with her mouth covered, struggled fiercely, making a series of muffled sounds. The burly man behind her couldnt help but roar in a low voice: Why did this involve so many people! Ill handle the one outside, you keep her down! The small man who had struck Kolev instantly darted to the bathroom door. Kolev finally regained some clarity, raising his head to look at the attackers backs, his nostrils flaring slightly, and shouted: Damn it! Im going to die! Bang! The bathrooms automatic door was kicked open by Yang Ming! The attacker who just arrived at the door, along with the alloy door panel, was sent flying backward, his waist slamming hard into the wash basin two meters behind. Yang Ming charged into the bathroom like a cheetah! The burly mans expression changed drastically, ready to throw the woman aside to counterattack, but Yang Mings speed left him unable to react. A chop slammed into the burly mans neck, making his eyes roll back as he toppled forward, pressing the woman to the ground. Fortunately, his neck didnt suffer mechanical deformation. Yang Ming had expertly controlled his strength. Are you alright, Uncle Haton? Yang Ming turned to look at Kolev, whose nose was bleeding profusely. Kolev held his nose, supporting himself with the cane, and wobbled to his feet, angrily heading to the wash basin, raising his cane with gritted teeth and cursing: No one has ever dared to hit my nose! Never! Then, with his cane, he fiercely whipped the man before him. Yang Ming sighed in relief. The old man seemed just fine. Uncle Haton! Hows your injury? Yang Ming didnt look at the continuously struggling woman. Instead, he supported Kolev, speaking quickly into his ear: Thats enough, stop hitting, now you need to act like a victim! He immediately shouted outside the door: Somebody help! Save us! There are two thugs attacking us here! Kolev blinked, immediately leaning against Yang Mings arm, letting out groans. Im ruined, oh, my brains been jolted Im definitely going to sue this cruise line, their security is as crappy as dirt. Yang Ming glanced at the woman with the edge of his vision, she still hadnt managed to escape from the burly mans embrace. She lay there, panting, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. Spy? Agent? Yang Ming couldnt help but think of the chaotic situation in the Luofeng Empire nowadays. But he didnt make any further moves at this moment. Classmate Little Lyu had already piloted the Feinan ship two Galaxy Days ago, arriving at the outskirts of Luofengs Head Star, and was currently gathering regional information rapidly through the satellite network enveloping the Administrative Star. Before receiving Lyus report and understanding how to maximize his interests, Yang Ming didnt want to get involved in any strange events. Several crew members rushed in one after another. A small commotion ensued. Before the cruise ship reached the Head Star of the Luofeng Empire, two hundred-meter-level standard patrol ships intercepted the cruise ship, and two teams of men and women in white uniforms swiftly controlled the ships front area. Yang Ming and Kolev, who had already coordinated their statements, were summoned for questioning. Yang Ming wore an innocent expression. ` Chapter 73 - Chapter 73: 044 Ordinary Merchant_2 Chapter 73: 044 Ordinary Merchant_2 Kolev kept covering his nose, wailing, with tears of grievance pooling in his old eyes. This made the young couple responsible for questioning them speak much more gently. Im terribly sorry, Mr. Haton, we sympathize with what youve been through today. Its clear, both of you, that you saved that beautiful lady over there. Weve now initially determined that the culprits are two members of a rebel organization who infiltrated the cabin. Rest assured, they have been controlled and will not harm you again. Could you both recount the events that took place earlier? Yang Ming frowned and said, A rebel organization? Uncle, should we reconsider our investment plan? Kolev nodded, I deeply regret my decision to invest here and build a factory! Its utter chaos here! This is the greatest insult Ive suffered in my life! They even hit my nose! Oh, my poor, frail nose, which might be cremated in a few years! How can it end so miserably? The two young officers exchanged a glance, their attitude immediately becoming more apologetic. They dared not offend these potential investor guests of local politicians. The questioning wrapped up hastily. The most probing question was regarding Yang Mings fighting skills: Mr. Ming, your actions will certainly be defined as self-defense, so theres no need to worry about that. But one of them is seriously injured, with a broken spine Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ???.? The male officer paused a few times, Have you received combat training? My uncle is a billionaire. Yang Ming calmly explained, I need to learn some combat skills to protect his personal safety. A life of material abundance inevitably becomes dull, so I take pleasure in exercising my body. As he spoke, Yang Ming lifted his suit and shirt, revealing well-defined abs that made the female officer push her glasses up. Wow, the male officer nodded, Are you Mr. Hatons bodyguard? Kolev frowned, Hey! Youre the bodyguard! This is my dear big nephew! Alright, the male officer said, To be safe, Ive just received news from my superior, officially notifying you both Please do not spread this incident outside. Otherwise, well hold you accountable under the Empires information security guidelines. What do you mean by this? Kolev shouted angrily, Im a victim! Ive been harmed! An innocent, helpless old man, here to invest in this place, almost beaten to death by two thugs! Sorry, the female officer looked apologetic, We cant give you substantial compensation. This is a tricky matter, and the two rebel members have been sent to higher-level departments for interrogation. You just need to remain silent to avoid many follow-up troubles. The male officer said, Otherwise, you might have to come back to the station with us for half a months interrogation. Oh, you, Kolevs voice rose, Are you trying to downplay the issue? Are you in cahoots with those two thugs? Oh! I want to go back right now! Get me on my return trip! Uncle, Uncle Haton! Yang Ming quickly pulled Kolev back. Theyre right, this matter cannot be blown up, or it will damage our dignity. You wouldnt want your old friends to know you got your nose crooked by rebels, would you? The business here is a good project for us. Hmph! Kolev wore a look of displeasure. The two officers exchanged a glance and each let out a sigh of relief. The woman at the center of the incident, attacked by the rebels, left with the patrol ship. Before leaving, she wanted to thank Yang Ming and Kolev. But as she approached, Yang Ming smiled and shook his head, refusing her. Yang Ming reminded her, Were just honest businesspeople; we dont want to stir up trouble, miss. She lightly bit her lip and bowed her head to Yang Ming in gratitude. You saved me, and Ill remember this kindness. Once I finish handling what Im dealing with, Ill find a way to repay you both. Yang Ming shrugged, We dont want to get too deeply involved in politics. I understand, the woman sighed softly, her demeanor full of gloom, Thank you. Yang Ming noticed that when the woman left, she wasnt being escorted, but rather seemed to be protected by the patrol team members. A big figure? She didnt look like it. As the two patrol ships slowly departed and the starship returned to normal operation, those crew members and security staff, who must have been slacking somewhere, perked up and became very active. They even brought comforting gifts to unfortunate old Kolevfree snacks and an air kiss from a female crew member. Kolev was already filled with distrust for the environment. He squeezed into Yang Mings egg cabin, trying to endure the last bit of their voyage. Its really too chaotic here; theoretically, we should have been taken away for investigation, but the officers reactions were out of the ordinary. They were eager for us not to follow up. Kolev whispered. Yang Ming slightly curled his lips but didnt say much more. Turbulent waters were perfect for catching big fish. However, what Yang Ming and Kolev didnt know was this. When they arrived at Wind Head Star and successfully boarded the ground-to-air train at the Space Port, beginning their exploration of Wind Head Star Ilandos culinary recommendations. In the controlled airspace near Head Star Ilando, onboard a comprehensive Supply Ship surrounded by several Escort Ships, in a chamber set up as an interrogation room. The beautiful woman who had promised to repay Yang Ming was now bound to an electric torture chair, her eyes dazed from the effects of nerve-inducing drugs, her face and body displaying multiple bruises. She mechanically kept repeating: I dont know. In front of the woman, several middle-aged men in blue trench coats appeared somewhat tense, occasionally glancing at the corner. There stood an elderly man with graying hair. Nothing found? the old man asked. The middle-aged men quickly turned around, respectfully replying, Shes been scanned all over three times, General; no chip has been found under her skin or inside her body. Perhaps the intelligence was wrong. Our people have searched every corner of the ship. No effective information was found; everything has been meticulously checked. The old man looked visibly displeased and said coldly, Cut open her stomach and search once more. Yes, General! General, a middle-aged man said softly, According to intelligence screening, there are two people those two who stumbled upon the rebels actions, an uncle and nephew pair, here at the Head Star to invest in the pipe diversion business, who had contact with the maid could it be? If its possible, then verify it. The old man said in a low voice, Dont overlook any clues. Be discreet while operating on the ground. No one would pay attention to two small businessmen at this moment. The middle-aged man nodded promptly, Yes, Ill go right away. Rest assured, I wont cause any disturbance; theyre just two ordinary people, easily handled with a laser gun. Chapter 74 - Chapter 74: 045 Start Not Valuing Martial Virtue Chapter 74: 045 Start Not Valuing Martial Virtue Before getting into the rented luxurious car, the uncle and nephew duo: Their gestures were exaggerated, voices loud, eyes vacant, speaking in a dialect from the Galaxy with a tinge of coldness, discussing business involving millions in daily transactions. After getting into the luxurious car with its network connections blocked The smile on Yang Mings face quickly vanished, his gaze turning sharp. He aligned the watch face to the cars system and swiftly pressed a button. Kolev operated his monocle for a few seconds, scanning for any possible listening devices inside the luxurious car. As the hover car just left the rental company, the interface on the center console began to change. A virtual girl in a blue and white striped short dress leaped out from the edge of the fixed screen, energetically greeting: Boss, long time no see! Lyu successfully took over the luxurious car. Its only been two days, how is that a long time? Yang Ming said, Report Feinans location. In the synchronous orbit on the planets far side. With hands behind Lyus back, a topographic view of the planets surface appeared beside her, with a pale purple light dot on the planets far side, naturally indicating Feinans position. Lyu reminded, Boss, theres an expensive defense system on Ilando Star. Feinan cannot directly approach the surface. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0?. The projection on the cars center console quickly changed, and a retro castle built atop a mountain attracted Yang Ming and Kolevs attention. This grand castle was right in the scenery alongside them on the left. Lyus voice was very cheerful: This is the Wind Palace on the edge of Ilando City; boss, you should be able to see it directly now. The mountain under the palace has been hollowed out, containing a large military base, with that defense system inside. Additionally, it has a large number of anti-ship surface defense cannons and sensitive detection systems. Lyu paused and added: Feinan getting close to that Imperial Palace has a ninety percent chance of being detected, and getting close to Ilando City has a fifty percent chance. Kolev asked baffled, How were those probabilities calculated? Yang Ming smiled, Its a danger coefficient assessment; Feinan cant provide us direct fire support for now. But I can provide comprehensive intelligence support, Lyu said with a smile, Boss, just as you said, things here are chaotic. Switch to auto-pilot, Yang Ming said, Transmit the information in text directly to me, and find a way to track down this person. His watch projected a photo of a seductive woman. Lyu pursed her lips, Boss, your secretary has only been gone for two days, and youve already targeted new prey? Are you some primitive creature driven by lower instincts? Get to work! So much nonsense. Yang Ming scolded irritably, and Kolev laughed with squinted eyes from the side. It was rare to see Yang Ming flustered without a comeback. A few seconds later, Yang Mings watch vibrated lightly, messages popping up one after another. Yang Ming concentrated on compiling intelligence while Kolev began to enjoy the driving pleasure on the edge of the bustling metropolis. Tsk. Yang Ming scratched his head in vexation, whispering, Lyu, did you find that womans whereabouts? I just found some clues, boss, Lyu explained, Without your authorization, I cant hack into the military network here and can only search diffusely through the two police patrol ships that took the target away. Yang Ming said, Block the outgoing signals here and ensure my words arent intercepted. Okay, boss. Things are bad? Kolev asked. We might be in trouble, Yang Ming said, That womans identity is crucial, and we must figure it out quickly However, on the other hand, weve come to the right place. How so? Yang Ming turned his head to watch the bustling districts rapidly passing outside. It seems peaceful here, doesnt it? In actuality, its like a powder keg ready to explode. Kolevs eyes lit up, Are we here to act as the fuse? Were here to reap benefits; why would we want to ignite it? Yang Ming squinted and smiled, Let me go over my plan with you. Kolev yawned, Alright, while this old mans energy isnt completely drained by the long journey. According to the intelligence gathered by Lyu, there are currently five major forces on the Luofeng Empire, or rather, on this Ilando Star. Five? Kolev was surprised, suddenly becoming energetic, Whats holding this country from splitting, then? Who are they? Since its an Empire, the largest power naturally belongs to the royal family. Yang Ming briefly introduced, You might not imagine that this prosperous, crowded, modernized city we see now actually has an autocratic monarchy for a political system. Note, this isnt a parliamentary, cabinet-overridden monarchy. Its an actual autocratic monarchy where any affair is deliberated by the Emperor of the Luofeng Empire and his ministers. Oh? Kolev mumbled, This is rare indeed. How could various interest groups endure a real-power emperor for long? Like in the Sherman Empire, after the last reformnamely, the reform marked by the promulgation of the New Calendara balance between the military and government was formed, rendering the royal family nearly completely powerless. Though the Emperor retains the power to declare war and make peace, he must respect the opinions of ministers and the Senate. The reason is simple, Yang Ming smiled, The royal family of the Luofeng Empire, in essence, is a puppet of the Sherman Empires royal family. The tribute paid annually is directly deposited into the private accounts of the Sherman royal family. The Sherman Empire does not allow the Luofeng Empire to reform, and naturally, the Luofeng Empire cannot reform. The Emperor here is a true-power emperor, but also a puppet emperor, leading to the royal family splitting into two factions. Chapter 75 - Chapter 75: 045 Start Not Speaking of Martial Virtue_2 Chapter 75: 045 Start Not Speaking of Martial Virtue_2 ` What are the two factions? Youd better take some notes. Yang Ming spoke slowly, The Imperial Conservative Party, staunch supporters of the Emperor, advocate maintaining the status quo. The Imperial Reformists, supported by ministers and external capital, want to complete reforms on the Luofeng Empire to reduce the Sherman Empires exploitation and control over here. Outside the royal family, two forces have formed against it. One is the Liberal Revolutionary Party, which has been suppressed by the royalty many times. Their goal is to start a revolution to overthrow the monarchy, backed by major capital from the New Federation. The other is the New Industrial Union, a complex capitalist force, and the one we find easier to approach. Its our next phase target to integrate with. Kolev counted on his fingers, Conservative Party, Reformists, Revolutionary Party, Union, thats only four Oh, these four are already headache-inducing! What is the fifth? The military. Yang Ming clicked his tongue, According to current intelligence, even the royalty has to watch their moods. They are led by a few old men in the army who only serve their own interests and dont care who actually runs the country. As long as they have enough military funding, and we dont touch their business, its enough. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0??. The military has businesses? Kolev pondered for a while, Dont blame me for dampening your spirits, Yang Ming, but under circumstances like these, how will you acquire a planet? Its nearly impossible. Even the most barren planets are seen as fat meat by these vampires. Yang Ming smiled, Do you know why I chose to develop here? Kolev cooperatively asked, Why? Developed, developing, and undeveloped habitable planets are all occupied by major forces. I cannot afford to spend the short five years on interstellar exploration and finding new habitable planets. Yang Ming quickly fiddled with the dial, Here, officials are corrupt and transfer assets, capable residents have already left, leaving those forced to stay, feeling hopeless. If we find the opportunity, through business or other means, even by getting a title and fief here, occupying a barren administrative star, it would be easy to win peoples hearts. With the current Milky Ways average civilization level of 2.35, as long as I can gain control of this planet, I can smoothly complete the first stage of objectives. Everything is to smoothly pass the assessment. Kolev was silent for a while, using his brain, which had left the factory seventy-three years ago, to analyze the information Yang Ming provided. Soon, Kolev agreed with Yang Mings point, Youre right. For you at the present stage, coming here is the best platform. Of course, Yang Ming smiled mysteriously, I also have a backup plan. What plan? Those three Relic Administrators, a little convenience they gave me during the tomb patrol assessment, or rather, a small bug. Yang Ming squinted and smiled, Who says a first-rank civilization can only be a carbon-based life forms civilization? This! Youre planning an Intelligent Machine crisis! Kolev hurriedly covered his mouth, looking at Yang Ming with shock, whispering, If this gets exposed, Im sure over ten Dreadnoughts would show up on your doorstep with full firepower aimed at your planet! Yang Ming shrugged, Dont be hasty, Uncle Haton, I have a well-thought-out plan, so our priority is to acquire a regular administrative star. If thats not possible, then we go for a Resource Star. Stick with the first plan! Trust me! We can definitely manage the intricacies here! Kolev said firmly. Yang Ming smiled and said, Dont worry, Uncle. There are many parameters involved to pass the assessment smoothly. He opened his watch, took a screenshot of a particular interface, and pushed the screenshot in front of Kolev. Oh, what is this? A silver-white box appeared before Kolevs eyes, with two browsing tabs at the top left, labeled [Personal Attributes] and [Affiliated Civilization]. The screenshot content was under the [Affiliated Civilization] tab. Behind Affiliated Civilization was the word none. Possessed Administrative Star and Comprehensive Development Index both showed 0. Below the comprehensive index were four sections: Technology, Humanities, Education, Military. The technology section included innovative applications, basic theories, military technology, civilian patents; the humanities section included culture, entertainment, Thought Body happiness index, residents sense of belonging, etc. Without exception, all options showed zero. How is it? Isnt it clear at a glance? Yang Ming said with a smile, I made it with Lyu, it visually reflects all the data. Kolev asked in a low voice, What about personal attributes? Can you satisfy an old mans curiosity? No, Yang Ming said seriously, I dont want to affect the uncle-nephew relationship between us. Give me a break, Kolev slammed the steering wheel, I dont want to know! Ding ding! The virtual image of Lyu popped up on the hovering cars control panel. Boss, we have a problem. Speak, Yang Ming quickly adjusted his expression. Lyu immediately said, Ive found, the last location that woman appeared was in one of the military fleets in the airspace near this planet. She was knocked out and taken in; it doesnt look too promising. Is her identity clear? Not yet; suspected to be related to the royalty Should I invade their military network? Their firewall is pretty outdated, filled with various spies little tricks. Yang Ming thought for a moment, This increases the risk of exposure. Lyu grumbled, Boss, you need to have more trust in me! Dont I trust you? Ability, I mean in terms of ability, Lyu changed his tone, and, what I mean by trouble isnt referring to that. On the projection screen appeared a three-dimensional navigation map, first showing seven or eight red markers, then the markers quickly zoomed in, switching to real-time camera footage. Each red dot represented a black-painted hovercar, and from the military license plate, this convoy obviously had significant backing. The conversation Lyu captured made Yang Ming and Kolevs expressions subtly change. It was the work communication between two middle-aged men: Yes, sir, weve locked on to the target. Theyve rented a car and are heading to the city center. Dont let them approach the city center, try not to cause any commotion. I understand, once we catch up, well immediately stop them. Make sure to search carefully, if you suspect they have any problems, use any means necessary to make them talk or rather, do you get what I mean? Its the Generals orders, I cant mess it up, at least not without results. Dont worry, sir, I know what to do. Even if the chip isnt on them, they must be spies from an enemy country. Alright, leave it to you, and make sure to do it cleanly. Zzz. The call ended. Yang Ming and Kolev exchanged glances. Kolev muttered with a frown, They really have foresight; were much more terrifying than spies. Yang Ming raised his hand to rub his temples. His brilliant plan, was it going to be aborted before it even started? Chip? What chip? What was the situation with that woman? Yang Mings thoughts became a bit scattered. Boss, theyll intercept you in about twelve minutes, Lyu reminded, I suggest abandoning the operation here. The converter can directly teleport you back to the ship. Kolevs expression looked a bit panicked. I cant leave my old partner, Yang Ming chose without hesitation. This made Kolev grin widely. Yang Ming thought briefly, his expression becoming a bit more vicious, Dammit, I originally wanted to play nice with them, but they chose to be unreasonable first. Invade! Lyu, Im giving you access to all the intelligence-gathering tools, just like they said, do it cleanly; get everything out of them! I dont want to come here for nothing, at least get some benefits. Yes, boss! Lyu saluted, changing from a youthful outfit to a military green strapless dress, her legs wrapped in black stockings, with a beret on her head. Combat mode activated! ` Chapter 76 - Chapter 76: 046 From False Surrender to Explosive Victory Chapter 76: 046 From False Surrender to Explosive Victory ` Battle status? Wasnt it just a change of virtual skin? Kolev was just about to make a sarcastic remark. The virtual girl in a beret had already started reporting quickly, The Military Intelligence Bureaus internal network is inaccessible, the palace intranet has been breached, the Emperors exclusive network has been breached, the militarys standard defense network has been infiltrated, the military ship signal identification system is connected, and Feinan has been marked as the new experimental ship of that country, currently screening their routine interaction information. Talisha, the big-bottomed beauty youre looking for, boss, is a registered royal maid, holding the title of third-class maid, with no exclusive service targets. Its now confirmed that she is dead, and we are investigating the militarys reason for killing her. Regarding this maid, they repeatedly mentioned a certain chip, we are currently retrieving relevant information. Dont slander me, Yang Ming jokingly scolded, I already said, its not because her butt looked good that I helped her, we were dragged into this, I prefer a more athletic figure. Like Mimili, Lyu muttered softly. Get to work! Yang Ming glanced at Kolev somewhat sheepishly, finding the old man busy with his head down, helping to collect information. A red warning symbol suddenly appeared on the cars central control projection. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0??.? The three-dimensional map turned into a city night view, with seven black bulletproof hover cars driving through a high-speed tunnel at 300 meters, heading straight for the district where Yang Ming and Kolev were located. Lyus voice remained calm and brisk, The opponent changed their driving route, they will intercept us in seven minutes. It is confirmed, the vehicles belong to the Head Star Guard Corps, the highest-ranking officer among them holds a major rank, but his affiliated unit cannot be traced yet. Information filtered from the social level. Attempting to breach the militarys core information network, it will require some time. Yang Ming listened to Lyus report, watching the traffic ahead. He thought briefly but did not directly slam down the hover cars throttle. The situation was a bit complicated. What should we do? Kolev asked softly, Negotiate with the military, or deal with these people and find a way to escape? How does the defense here compare to Cole Port? Ten times, I mean the difficulty in us escaping, Kolev said, Dont compare Cole Ports mercenary-natured Peace Guard with a regular army of a medium-sized country. Yang Ming rubbed his brow. Kolev glanced at the rearview mirror, unable to see the convoy at the moment. We need to make a decision quickly, the old man said worriedly. I know, dont rush, there will definitely be a way, Yang Ming felt a surge of frustration rise in his heart. At this point, he kind of wanted to just topple those seven cars. If he had done something wrong and was targeted, he would admit it, but he hadnt had time to do anything wrong! It was purely an undeserved misfortune that dragged him in! Yang Ming suddenly raised an eyebrow and asked softly, Lyu, search nearby for any ongoing celebrity parties, business meetings, or find the nearest meeting point for the new industrial alliance. Searching, we have found two coordinates that meet the conditions, one is an upcoming banquet, and the other a business seminar. A banquet? Where? Marked, the guest list has been provided, Lyu couldnt help but add, This idea is very good, clever boss. The projection of a map displayed a luxurious hotel, and Yang Ming contemplated slightly. Uncle, it seems we need to contact the major industrial players of Head Star in advance. Kolev laughed, Ive been impatient already. But wouldnt the military dare to arrest people at a capitalist gathering? Not necessarily, can only take a gamble. Yang Ming jerked the steering wheel, and the hover car did a tailspin, entering a new lane. A series of red dots appeared on the navigation map. The distance between the parties was continuously decreasing. Yang Ming couldnt just speed through the city; attracting patrolling mechanical police and drones would be akin to falling directly into the hands of the military. He had to control the car speed but also reach that grand hotel ahead of those guys intercepting him. Boss, there isnt enough time, Lyu gently reminded. Yang Ming said, Cause a bit of trouble for them as they exit the expressway. Alright, boss, but any extra actions will necessarily leave traces. Cant care about that now, execute the command. Lyu immediately nodded. Five or six minutes later, at a car converging entrance dozens of kilometers away, several hover cars suddenly lost control and scraped against each other, triggering a piercing alarm. The seven black lined-up bulletproof hover cars stopped simultaneously. Several drones quickly sped to the scene, able to clear the accident and unclog the traffic hub in minutes. These few minutes were enough. The high-end rented hover car arrived smoothly at a luxurious palace-style building, where Yang Ming dropped Kolev off at the hotel entrance. A pretty door attendant in a bunny costume hurriedly approached and opened the passenger side door. Uncle, go attend the meeting, Ill wait here, Yang Ming laughed, You can handle it yourself, right? Arent you coming? Kolevs eyes twinkled. Behind the old man was the brightly lit hotel lobby filled with warm light; behind Yang Ming was the dim hotel front parking lot. Kolev laughed, You should learn about business socializing. Let me enjoy a few more years of leisure, Yang Ming winked. Kolev did not persist further, masking the worry on his face, he bowed his head and entered the bunny girls embrace. The other courteously stooped to help. Yang Ming closed the car door and drove the hover car to the hotels front parking lot; even here, the luxury car seemed a bit plain. Lyu voiced concern, Boss, could he be kicked out? Since choosing to cooperate with him, you must trust him. Its just a small matter for him. Yang Mings smile quickly vanished, Lyu, next well talk to them in my way, its up to you to determine when to use particle transmission. Remember, unless Im about to be killed, dont leave my old buddy behind. Boss, Lyu asked puzzled, Did you fancy his assets, or his daughter? Yang Mings lips twitched slightly, Its the vilest act to abandon comrades on the battlefield. He glanced at the navigation information; the enemys convoy was swiftly approaching the hotel. Commence silence mode. Yes, commencing silence mode, Lyus voice now lacked emotion. The cars projection interface reverted to normal, all data traces had been wiped. Yang Ming found a parking spot and stayed in the car for two minutes, calmly turning off the engine. He stretched lazily, pulled out an earth-like e-cigarette from his pocket, opened the car door, and stepped down, standing in the vacant parking spot, admiring this bustling city at dusk. He slowly exhaled a smoke ring, searching for a touch of melancholy. Footsteps. Dense yet subtle footsteps sounded from both sides. Yang Ming hummed a tune, fiddled with his phone, browsing the recently updated private photos of a few hundred beauty bloggers, suppressing his urge to attack. The probability of the other party directly resorting to murder was very low; the weapon they held at this moment was only a simple blunt instrument for paralyzing or striking, while the laser guns mounted in the cars were also low-power portable versions. Suddenly, A black electric baton appeared behind Yang Mings head, viciously smashing down towards his neck. Yang Ming shut his eyes tight and preemptively fainted. Bang! Yang Ming fell heavily to the ground. Two strong men in suits picked him up, and an approaching bulletproof hover car from the side quickly sped away. Yang Ming was thrown onto the backseat of the car. He controlled his breathing frequency, suppressing the increasing surge of combat thoughts in his heart. Damn those Ancient Gods genes! They instinctively sought safe environments; if there were no safe environments, then they would create one. This was terrible. Not conducive to stealth attacks. Just like now, Yang Ming easily eavesdropped on the conversation of the opponents liaison. Captain, we caught the nephew easily, should we go inside and catch that uncle? Dont act rashly, there are several tough old men inside meeting. Deliver this nephew to the major first, Group Two stay on surveillance, monitor that uncle closely, catch him when he comes out. Yes! In his fainted state, Yang Ming calmly shifted his hips, getting more comfortable lying down. This group of Wind soldiers was indeed amateurish at dirty work. They hadnt even checked for weapons. Sorry, sir, it appears youre not on the guest list Do you not recognize this? Kolev pointed to the badge on his tailsuit, his eyes suddenly lighting up, Oh, my old friend, what brings you here. The security guard paused, as the elderly gentleman boldly strided past the security check without any anomalies. Sir! The guard caught up to block Kolev, You are indeed not on the guest list. Kolev squinted and smiled, Young man, look closely, my name is Haton, from the Cas Federation. This To be safe, the guard again aimed his device at Kolev. The screen displayed Kolevs information, along with his half-body image, with the label VIP behind it. Oh, my gosh, was there a malfunction earlier? The guard seemed flustered, Apologies, Mr. Haton, sincere apologies. Kolev smiled as he patted the young mans shoulder. Mistakes in work can be forgiven, but you nearly cost a gentleman his dignity. The guard continuously bowed, Kolev shook his head with a smile, and turned, unable to help exhale a sigh of relief, his palms soaking with sweat. Thanks, Little Lyu. Though shes not as cute as Molly. Five bulletproof cars entered a secluded indoor parking lot. Two bulletproof cars blocked the entrance and exit, seven or eight men in suits, wearing tactical sunglasses and wireless earpieces, got off first to patrol and guard various points. A bulletproof car was opened, revealing Yang Ming lying asleep in the back seat. The leading major approached the car door with hands behind his back, gestured elegantly. Two suited men moved forward, pulling Yang Ming out, directly holding him up. Someone brought up a spray, misting Yang Mings face twice. Cough, cough, cough! Yang Ming coughed, opened his eyes, dazed for two seconds, then began struggling violently, being held firmly by the two strong men beside him. Sir, here is his entry data, from the Cas Federation, we verified it, its a relatively obscure small country. The major chuckled, So, there shouldnt be much diplomatic pressure on us. Yes, sir, but many spies from major countries use similar identities as cover to be safe Yang Mings eyes carried slight panic, but in his heart, he was cursing. This bunch of bastards was truly bastards. A good citizen of a small country could be casually killed, but a spy from a great power was to be given leniency? To be safe, the major clapped his hands together, resting in front of him, squinting at Yang Ming, Youre a good citizen, arent you? Yang Ming almost nodded. He knew very well that if he nodded directly, they would definitely kill innocents to gain merit, and he would have to retaliate; such action would escalate the situation towards an armed conflict and, ultimately, they would have to flee this planet with Kolev. It might even expose the special technology of Feinan. Things were currently too passive; he had to find some initiative. Yang Ming maintained silence while thinking. The majors smile grew more playful, he gestured with his hand, and a man in a suit behind him started to reach into his jacket. Yang Ming suddenly spoke, Talisha is dead, isnt she? The major paused, What did you say? The chip is not with me, my situation is a bit complicated, Major. Yang Ming stared intently at the other party, If you cant take responsibility, let your superior talk to me. On the majors sharp face was written a big, bewildered expression. ` Chapter 77 - Chapter 77: 047 Walking on the Tightrope Chapter 77: 047 Walking on the Tightrope A small transport ship took off directly from the ground, leaving the atmosphere at full speed, heading toward the military defense identification zone. Yang Ming felt quite relaxed now. Even with handcuffs on and two laser guns aiming at his head. Bring his watch over. The majors voice came through a speaker in the corner. A soldier stepped forward immediately. Yang Ming placed his hands under the table and said firmly, This is my privacy! Military intelligence management, the soldier said stiffly, Take off your watch, sir, I dont want you to become disgraced. Then come on, Yang Mings eyes showed a hint of amusement. The soldiers nostrils flared slightly as he suddenly lunged at Yang Ming. Yang Ming immediately raised his hands, Oh! Take it if you want! Dont touch me! Remove your damn big hands! Its not your turf, youd better behave. The soldier sneered as he roughly removed Yang Mings watch. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ??.0 Yang Ming squinted with a smile, completely nonchalant, speaking warmly, Sergeant, I can assure you, youll put it back on for me later. The soldier simply scoffed, turned, and left. His expression just now seemed to say that Yang Ming would not survive tonight in Ilando time. The cabin holding Yang Ming became quiet, and the two soldiers guarding the place seemed somewhat distracted. Yang Ming scratched his chin. He was sure his watch wouldnt leak any secrets, Little Lyu would take care of those troubles, and even give them some surprises. But he couldnt stop some slightly crazy thoughts from bubbling up inside. In this environmentfamiliar, narrow, and like an island once detached from the ground, the interior of the spaceship was perfect for him to make a move. He didnt even need to breach the hull; they had already brought him here. Yang Ming had rehearsed it several times in his mind. First, Lyu would launch an electronic attack, infiltrating the ships control system, quickly cutting off external communications and sweeping away surveillance. He just needed to make a little noise to attract the attention of the escort behind him. As they approached, he could break the shoddy handcuffs and use his hands to grip the soft neck, like a bite of crisp pastry, tightly! Bang! Yang Ming suddenly slammed the metal table in front of him. The two guards didnt raise their guns but rushed over and reached for Yang Mings neck. Hey! Hey! Yang Ming raised his hands and shouted, Im not looking for trouble! Just letting off some steam! Let your major come and talk to me! The two soldiers paused, frowning at the obediently raised hands of Yang Ming. Then they exchanged glances and whispered something into the headsets by their ears. Yang Ming lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. What was going on with him? Suddenly he became somewhat manic, feeling uncomfortable without causing a bloody scene. He had been taking gene-stabilizing drugs regularly, with the ingredients and effects all verified by Little Lyu. Was it because the harsh surroundings were stressing him out? As Yang Ming pondered, the figure of the major appeared outside the cabin door, holding Yang Mings connection terminalKolevs gifted watch. The major looked somewhat grave. Their initial crack of this high-end projection watch yielded nothing substantial, only photos of beautiful women, normal transaction records, and some paid content in the web browsing history. Then, using what they thought was an advanced cracking key, they read the hidden information in the watch. What truly made the majors expression serious was this hidden information, which contained some unexpected things. The major sat across from Yang Ming, activated the projection on Yang Mings watch, then gestured to the two soldiers. The two soldiers turned around in unison. Yang Ming sir. The major leaned forward, with a touch of unease in his eyes, speaking softly, Excuse my impudence, is this watch really yours? Id like to confirm. Yang Ming frowned and pouted, Where did you take it from? From your left wrist, the major unconsciously used polite language. Mm-hmm. My question was quite childish, sorry. The major seemed somewhat restless. He returned the watch to Yang Ming, holding a fingernail-sized decrypting key, and swiped it over Yang Mings handcuffs. With a click, the handcuffs fell off by themselves. Yang Ming flexed his wrist, not intending to put the watch back on, but smiled at the major. He had no idea what Little Lyu had shown them. But now, Yang Ming had to grip this major and then approach the bigwig behind the Wind Army. Yang Ming thought that if he needed to deal with the Luofeng Imperial Military, holding a general hostage was more advantageous than a major. Arent you going to put it on? the major asked softly. Yang Ming slightly pouted. The major understood, stood up, and bowed his head, carefully holding the expensive network terminal with its faux-mechanical texture. Yang Ming simply moved his left hand, rubbing his wrist. The major thought for a moment and turned to call a name. Soon, the soldier who had taken the watch off Yang Mings wrist came running. Put it on for this gentleman, the major whispered. The soldier frowned at the major, Sir? Follow orders, the majors gaze was stern. The soldier pressed his lips tightly, Sir, I cant accept this Follow the orders! Yes, sir! The soldier saluted, then lowered his head, trying not to look at Yang Mings expression. He quickly fastened the band around Yang Mings wrist. Yang Ming laughed happily. The major quickly said, Sir, why dont we go to the bridge and talk? Yang Ming stood up, raised his hand, lightly patted the soldiers face, and laughed, You should be grateful, young man. Today, I chose a strategy of friendly negotiation. The soldiers face flushed a deep red. Once Yang Ming left with the major, the soldier muttered a few expletives under his breath, hitting the table beside him. Just as he was about to leave, he heard a faint sound in front of him, and the sturdy alloy table shattered to pieces like broken glass. The two armed soldiers exchanged glances. You got superpowers? It wasnt me. Oh my god, how much are they skimming off the top? What kind of shoddy material is this? Im afraid this ship might just be an aluminum coffin! Keep your voice down, dont you value your life? When Yang Ming left the transport ship, he still didnt know what Little Lyu had shown the major. Though the major seemed respectful on the surface, the number of guards watching Yang Ming increased from two to six, monitoring him from all angles without any blind spots. It was only when the transport ship entered the larger comprehensive supply ship that Yang Ming was left with just two soldiers behind him. The cabin door hadnt opened yet. Yang Ming covered the watch face with his right hand, gently pressing down, and a string of text messages quickly scrolled across the screen. The relevant information was successfully obtained. This gave Yang Ming a bit more composure, building confidence to deal with the forthcoming complex situation. Little Lyus improvised strategy was a tad risky, but her handling was quite adept. The hidden information in Yang Mings watch was something Little Lyu inserted while they cracked the watch system. They prepared a total of twelve versions of the spy certificates, including the Imperial Military Intelligence Directorate, the New Federations Central Intelligence Agency, and Linas original unit in the Guel Alliance Those fake certificates from famous spy agencies were all present in Little Lyus toolbox. The watch, always remotely controlled by Lyu, would automatically delete sensitive data when removed from Yang Mings wrist. When the major had technicians crack the hidden files on this watch, Little Lyu took it upon herself to present a New Federation senior agents certificate. (In truth, it was an employee ID from a tech department controlled by the New Federations intelligence agency.) Yang Ming and Little Lyu have devised many such small designs. Now, in the majors perception, Yang Ming was suspected of being a New Federation secret agent. Why choose a New Federation agents certificate? Theres a lot to it. Though Lyus text messages were brief, they contained refined keywords carrying significant information. The maids death was related to a massive military corruption case, involving a total of thirty-two chips packed in a makeup bag, serving as key evidence in this embezzlement case. The case was convoluted. From the information Lyu obtained, roughly: [The military cooperated with several domestic and foreign military-industrial enterprises in Wind to take kickbacks. Everyone profited from overpriced weapon equipment; these chips were installed in a light escort ship that was shot down two years ago during a pirate-clearing operation when there shouldnt have been any debris left, but debris appeared in a neighboring countrys scrapyard. The militarys quote for these chips was three times more than the most advanced similar chips, but their performance was only a tenth of military requirements. The escort ship was also intentionally shot down by the military, not just consuming a batch of equipment, allowing the construction of a new ship, but also disposing of a batch of fake soldiers taking unearned salaries.] Yang Ming didnt know how to start lamenting. The maid came from the Wind Palace, indicating someone in the royal family was dissatisfied with the military and was taking action. The more outrageous part was yet to come. The reason Lyu chose the New Federation senior agent identity for Yang Ming was because the general he was about to meetWind Empire Military Intelligence Deputy Chief of Staff Gudun Mahhad been doing business with New Federations military-industrial enterprises for over a decade. Diligent Gudun Mah procured a large batch of advanced federal weapons for the Wind Empire and provided direct assistance several times for New Federation agents in stealing Sherman Empire intelligence. Deputy Chief of Staff Gudun Mahs daughter married a Sherman Empire noble. But both his sons held New Federation citizenship. And this was not even a secret; many senior officers left obvious traces when chatting. Moreover, Lyu caught a great bargain. Gudun Mah had a network terminal he never actively used, connected through a civilian encrypted network, occasionally receiving directives from high-ranking New Federation officials. That terminal provided Lyu with many clues, enabling her to swiftly complete Gudun Mahs exposure. Obtaining information only captured the enemys weakness, knowing how to confront them. Yang Ming was still walking a tightrope. He essentially impersonated a high-level New Federation agent. If he could fool them, hed undoubtedly gain many advantages, but one misstep And it would lead to bloodshed. At this moment, Yang Ming arrived before General Gudun Mahs office door. What do you call a military bigwig? This solid wood door was made of a material almost identical to the one in Kolev Manor! When Yang Ming asked Lyu to pull Kolevs asset list, the price of these eco-friendly wooden doors left a deep impression on him. Hmm never mind why he pulled that list. Its not important. The major beside him tapped the noble wood. General, the gentleman has arrived. Come in. A deep voice rang out. As the door opened, Yang Ming saw the bespectacled, slender old man, with sharp eyes like a dagger, stabbing straight into Yang Mings eyes. Yang Ming walked over with a smile, and the major started to follow but was halted by General Gudun Mah with a glance. The office door closed. Yang Ming seated himself behind the table and chairs, surveying the classic-style office, murmuring, How does the general plan to resolve this matter? Gudun Mah squinted and smiled, Could you state your Central Intelligence Agency number? Ive dealt with several CIA officials before. The situation is tricky; it concerns the Wind Empires honor. I must verify it cautiously. Chapter 78 - Chapter 78: 048 The Guest Becomes the Host Chapter 78: 048 The Guest Becomes the Host ` Fantastic. This steel wire had the tendency to snap. Gudun Mah, the Deputy Chief of Staff, spoke in a very gentle tone, his sharp old eyes seemingly able to see through the young man before him. Code number? Yang Mings heart skipped a beat, his thoughts swiftly turning. The code number could be understood as the number on a work badge, but should he report it? Reporting it would definitely expose him. Little Lyu might have one or two tricks for dealing with the intelligence network of the Luofeng Empire, but when facing the New Federations intelligence network, it was still like an old cow chewing grass twice before spitting it outtoo inexperienced. At this moment, Yang Ming sat there smiling, seemingly unperturbed. Gudun Mahs gaze gradually became sharper, his left hand already resting on the edge of the table. Although this Deputy Chief of Staff was sure that Yang Ming had no weapons on himwith Yang Ming having undergone a body search, a full-body scan, and an energy level scan beforehandGudun Mah wasnt going to let down his guard. Many thoughts flashed quickly through Yang Mings mind. Suddenly, as if his intuition had guided him, he remembered the beautiful female spy he had come into contact with, who had already turned to ashes. General, Yang Ming said softly, introducing oneself is the most unprofessional behavior in our line of work. Gudun Mah leaned back in his chair, a trace of coldness hidden in his smile. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?.? Sir, youre wasting my time, Gudun Mah shook his head, perhaps you have obtained some wrong intelligence from other channels, leading you to believe you can threaten us General, I am not using intelligence to threaten you. Yang Ming interrupted Gudun Mah, You might have misunderstood. I went to great lengths to assume an alias, found a wealthy merchant in the Cas Federation to cover for me, arrived here, not for your corruption case. The makeup bag containing those thirty-two chips, where it is, has nothing to do with me. Gudun Mahs pupils contracted slightly. Yang Ming said calmly, You should be aware of the sensitive identity of the woman you just killed. Saying too much leads to mistakes. Yang Mings words were succinct, allowing Gudun Mah to speculate profusely. Obviously, Gudun Mah had already imagined a lot. Yang Ming smiled, It wasnt my intention to meddle when I stumbled upon your operation on the passenger ship, it was just an accident. Is the spinal injury of that soldier I kicked still healing? Gudun Mah said coldly, Sir, you seem very confident in your abilities? A hint of fierceness flashed in Yang Mings eyes, Deputy Chief of Staff, why dont we change the way we talk? Gudun Mah looked a bit puzzled. Im in a hurry to meet up with my uncle. Yang Ming said calmly, I worked hard to get an identity and dont want to waste it like this, or else my boss would curse me terribly. You dont trust me, and I cant trust you. I think we can build mutual trust through some means, such as Yang Ming abruptly launched an attack without any warning, punching right at Gudun Mahs nose! Gudun Mahs hand on the table immediately slammed the hidden button, instantly displaying a red energy shield in front of him. Snap! The punch landed solidly on the red shield. In the unbelievable gaze of the old general, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the energy shield! What what kind of power is this! A hidden side door was kicked open, and two groups of fully armed, small-statured mechanical guards rushed out! Yang Ming pressed against the desk, leaping horizontally to evade several laser light bullets, landing in the center of the mechanical guards. A dozen seconds later. Yang Ming deliberately panted heavily, standing over a pile of sparking parts beneath him. He pointed his watch at the door to Gudun Mahs room, which automatically locked, undid the top button of his shirt, pulled a chair, and returned to the pale-faced Gudun Mah, who seemed close to crushing the emergency call button. The button hadnt sent any distress signal. Yang Ming symbolically tapped the watch dial, and the nearly shattered energy shield quietly deactivated. General! A guard called from outside the door, We heard some noise inside. Are you okay! Yang Ming said nothing, staring at Gudun Mah, the threat in his eyes unabashed. Gudun Mah breathed heavily, speaking in a low voice, I Im fine, dont worry! Im chatting with my friend, broke something, prepare a plentiful dinner! After speaking, Gudun Mah closed his eyes. He regretted it a little, wondering why he met this senior agent alone. This was certainly a transformed person! And such a degree of transformation, within the Central Intelligence Agency of the New Federation, definitely belonged to the secret weapon level! Gudun Mah knew, if the other party wanted to kill him, it wouldnt be much harder than swatting a fly. Yang Ming smiled, Weve barely begun, General. Your psychological endurance seems a bit lacking. Gudun Mahs Adams apple quivered slightly. Yang Ming, unhurriedly, took out a pen and a banknote from his pocket, wrote a few names and addresses on it, and pushed it in front of Gudun Mah. This time, Gudun Mah truly seemed short of breath. I dont mean to threaten you, General. Your sons are very cute, and that lady is very gentle. Yang Ming spoke calmly, I just want to stress one point, as if nothing happened, those thirty-two chips dont interest me at all. No one cares about the conflict between you and your master. Make money as you wish now, can you trust me? Sir sir A drop of cold sweat slipped from Gudun Mahs eye corner. I have never doubted your identity, Gudun Mah spoke quickly, the Wind is just a puppet state! My position as Deputy Chief of Staff is just a livelihood! It was somewhat presumptuous of me, you ` Chapter 79 - Chapter 79: 048 The Guest Becomes the Host_2 Chapter 79: 048 The Guest Becomes the Host_2 , . The sudden vibrations made Gudun Mah instinctively glance at the third drawer on his right-hand side. Yang Ming just smiled quietly at him, thoughts flickering through his mind, and then said, Open it and take a look. Gudun Mah seemed to sense something, bowed his head, crouched down slowly, and pulled the drawer open wide to show that there were no weapons inside, taking out a long, translucent tablet. A message popped up. It was from that number. Gudun Mah swallowed and opened the envelope. The message in the New Federation Language almost made him faint. Dont make yourself worthless, Mah. Gudun Mah trembled as he sought to reply, but the phone lightly vibrated, a series of garbled text appeared inside, the screen actually burned itself, and a wisp of white smoke rose from the edge of the phone. Yang Ming observed Gudun Mah closely. For a moment, Yang Ming seemed to see a pale purple glow expanding outward from the outer layer of Gudun Mahs brain. Wow, has this old guy fallen completely into fear? That makes things easier. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?.? General, how about recording a video? Yang Ming squinted, smiling: Since Ive gained your trust, you should trust me too. If I leave here, all you need to do is deploy a warship, let the main cannon aim at the small shuttle Im in, and then boom, Ill be cosmic dust. Youre thinking that, arent you? No, no no, Gudun Mah hurriedly said, Im just a businessman, sir, a simple businessman! I absolutely dont want any trouble; I want to become your friend, yes, a friend. Yang Ming activated the watchs video recording function and slowly said, Stand up, take off your shirt. Gudun Mah tightly frowned, Sir, this is completely unnecessary; I will keep my word Buzz! Yang Mings fist brushed past Gudun Mahs ear, and his right ear instantly turned red, with a trickle of fresh blood flowing from it. Im not negotiating with you, General. The old man trembled as he stood up, slowly stripping off his shirt, his eyes full of despair. When he tried to take off his pants, he was stopped by Yang Ming. Im not trying to humiliate you; you dont need to take off your pants, Yang Ming said, shaking his head slightly in distaste, pointing to the account sheets on the holographic display, Read them; these numbers look familiar, dont they? Gudun Mah swallowed hard. These accounts recorded the deals he had done and were almost identical to his secret ledger. Before leaving, Yang Ming specifically reminded him: I have a life mailbox, and if anything happens to me or if I choose to, I can send the contents inside it to a designated location at any time. In this line of work, we all have something like this; I occasionally record some operation logs for my superiors. I came to Wind for a business deal, and since everyone is a businessman, we should cooperate well; I dont want anyone to know about our conversation today, remember, not anyone. General, from now on, you can always talk to me like an old friend. Gudun Mah nodded woodenly. His eyes had lost focus. When Yang Ming closed the door, he felt a bit anxious himself. Doing this for the first time, it was bound to be less skillful in execution, and he wasnt sure how he fared. Lyu, keep a close eye on him. Yang Ming murmured softly while using the gesture of rubbing his nose. The guards ahead looked over with suspicion, each gripping their laser guns tightly. Inside the room. Gudun Mah looked at the intercom beside him, dazed for a few seconds, then suddenly lunged forward, grabbed the intercom, and roared: You bunch of idiots! Fools! Useless bunch! How could you how could you neglect my distinguished guest like this! Take this gentleman to the VIP room, Ill tidy up and come over right away. The guards outside, dozens of officers directly under Gudun Mahs command, could only look at each other in confusion. On the transport ship flying back to the surface of Ilando Star. Yang Ming sat cross-legged on the central seat of the bridge. Beside him were two soldiers holding fruit, and in front of him was the major who had captured Yang Ming. The major made no attempt to hide his flattery; he had also been ordered to silence and could not reveal anything about what happened today. Yang Ming was not nearly as calm inside as he appeared on the surface. The Particle Transmission Machine was on standby at all times. If any ship cannon were aimed at this transport ship, Yang Ming would be directly transmitted away. From now until reaching the ground, if Gudun Mah did not act recklessly, this sudden game of chess would conclude with Yang Mings overall victory. This deadlock was miraculously revived by Yang Mings tightrope walking. Of course, great hidden dangers still existed afterward; once on this tightrope, there was no turning back. If that Deputy Chief of Staff decided to destroy him at all costs, Yang Ming could only give up all his illusions of the Luofeng Empire and wish Kolev a long life. He was gambling with his life. Gambling with his deputys life. The ship continued its rapid passage through the geostationary orbit. The airspace remained unusually quiet. In the corner of the watchs dial was the flashing green breathing light. Yang Ming had no interest in watching the television program in front of him. He was pondering and probing. He seemed to see, in that just cleaned-up luxury office, the skinny Deputy Chief of Staff pacing anxiously, constantly emitting low roars and curses. This couldnt be blamed on him being caught off guard. Several agile mechanical guards hidden behind secret doors, an instantly activated protective energy shield, and the guards standing outside made Gudun Mah never imagine that he would feel such an intense threat to his life from an unarmed man. Gudun Mah didnt even know where he had offended the New Federation, this damned, deceitful New Federation, that had made so much money with him and now held his wife, children, and his crimes in their hands! Despicable, downright despicable! Ah! Gudun Mah roared with a suppressed voice. The spaceship entered the atmosphere. A faint smile formed at the corner of Yang Mings mouth. The possibility of the other party taking action had approached zero. The Particle Transmission Machine remained on standby. Yang Ming disembarked the spaceship on the edge of the city, declined the majors offer to escort him back to the hotel, and left in an autonomously operated hover car. There was some congestion on the road. Before he could find Kolev to rendezvous with him, Lyu sent a short video. The transport ship he had just taken, once again left the atmosphere, sailing through the dark cosmos, when suddenly a bright light flashed, and a violent explosion occurred inside the ship, with the expanding flames swallowing everything. The major, and his two squads of soldiers, were not spared. Yang Ming was silent for a moment; looking at the prosperous city outside the window, he shook his head, smiled lightly, and gathered his spirits. Even though the start had thrown him into some peculiar events, making himself very passive, things seemed quite favorable overall. Ding ding! A message popped up on his watch, which of course came from Lyu. Yang Ming glanced at the driving robot and opted for non-projection reading. Oh, he guessed wrong, it was from his dear Uncle Haton. Chapter 80 - Chapter 80: 049 Double Line Approach Chapter 80: 049 Double Line Approach ` Yang Ming hurried back to the parking lot of the luxury hotel and got into the rented luxury hover car. Ding! Ding! A virtual anime girl popped up from the edge of the cars fixed screen, having switched from combat mode to a normal home modenow dressed in a regular dress. Great teamwork! Boss, you were absolutely cool when you threatened that guy! More than that, Lyu, how did Kolev manage it? Yang Ming started the hover car, asking with a bit of puzzlement. He had received a message from Kolev, which was simple; Kolev first reported that he was safe, then boasted about his astonishing achievements. Kolev had already become an official member of the local Industrial Association! While Yang Ming was having a brief dinner with the deputy chief of staff, Kolev had already infiltrated the wealthy circles of Ilando and established initial friendships with several old guys from the Industrial Association. Yang Ming wondered, Did he show others his asset list? Not directly, but some elders conducted a simple investigation on Kolevmore accurately, on the assets under Mr. Hatons name. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0?. Little Lyu analyzed earnestly, The other side acknowledged Kolevs wealth as the main reason. This old pirate has been working for more than forty years, essentially dealing with those capitalists. I mean, after attacking their merchant ships, he always found ways to get ransom. So I found the right person, didnt I? Yang Ming squinted and smiled as he drove the hover car around a half-circle, slowly arriving at the hotel entrance. Lyu, help me book a medical exam, Ive been feeling a bit anxious lately. Sure, boss, to be safe, you should probably reach the opposite side of Ilando before making the transfer. Yang Ming whispered, Theyve come out, hide for now. Lyus projection disappeared immediately. Seven or eight elderly gentlemen and ladies escorted Kolev to the hotel door, saying goodbye with hugs. Kolevs Einstein Classic hairstyle looked both wise and debonair at this moment. Yang Ming pressed a button beside him, the cars rear door opened slowly, and Kolevs voice came in: What an unforgettable evening it was, thank you all for your warm hospitality. I think the next time, it should be my turn to hold a small gathering, and I hope we can continue to chat then. Eagerly anticipated! Mr. Haton, your erudition is truly impressive, an elderly lady in an evening dress said warmly, Have you found a place to stay? My estate is always ready to host distinguished guests. Haha, Kolev laughed, I wouldnt dare visit your mansion, my wayward nephew would definitely be charmed by your beautiful and gentle granddaughter! Next, we have to conduct on-site investigations to choose a province to set up a factory. Tonights conversation was very rewarding, and I will seriously consider the suggestions given by you all. Yes, everyones here for the Rhodium-6 ring, yet ignoring the already somewhat weak light industry system here. Alright! Ill leave you all here, goodbye! Kolev gave an elegant hat-tip and got into the cars back seat under the reluctant gazes of the elderly ladies. The car door closed and the hover car slowly pulled away. Little Lyu turned on the internal and external shields. Phew Kolev exhaled deeply, leaned forward, and patted Yang Mings shoulder strongly. Alls well, oh, alls well Little Lyu sent me a message earlier saying you were taken away by the military, and I was ready to evacuate anytime. Did you handle it? Mm-hmm, Yang Ming squinted and smiled. How did you do it? Kolev asked in a low voice, his old face tinged with curiosity and concern. Yang Ming said calmly, I grabbed the neck of the countrys fourth-ranking military officer and made him kneel and sing a conquest song, thats it. Whod believe that, Kolev sneered, If you did that, youd have been blasted to bits by ship cannons long ago! Alright, Yang Ming said helplessly, I impersonated a senior agent of the New Federation, and the other side feared the New Federation. So thats it, Kolev said in realization. The old man started worrying again, If the other side is connected to the New Federation, we might be exposed. Maybe we should leave here first; it would be safer that way. Dont worry, Yang Ming said, The military wont cause us any trouble for the time being; lets find a place to rest tonight, and discuss our next steps tomorrow. Alright, Ill listen to you. Kolev yawned, exhaling some alcohol fumes. Those old women actually had designs on me; my damn charm, Mimili wouldnt want a stepmother. Yang Ming smiled silently, planning in his mind how to make the best use of the resource that was Gudun Mah. Grab it while you can and dont waste it. How do you feel? Yang Ming asked, Can we use the businessmen here? Businessmen are the same everywhere, Kolev said dismissively, I think we can go the route of a super-corporation, monopolizing the economy of a poor Administrative Star as quickly as possible, that way we can make a lot of money and complete your assessment. Its not that simple, Yang Ming said, All indicators need to be considered, but the idea of a super-corporation is a good one and can be a concurrent plan. Kolev laughed, Concurrent? Do you have another plan? I already explained in detail why I chose this place earlier, Yang Ming smiled, In this country, its still up to the Emperor and ministers. I need to think of a way to get close to the Emperor of the Wind Empire, and then ask him for a fief. That sounds good, but the Wind Empire only has these few Administrative Stars, they wont give you one. Yang Ming said calmly, Becoming the highest administrative officer of an Administrative Star is enough. Thats not as reliable as the super company. Thats why we need to carefully plan, Yang Ming yawned, First, have a good rest, conduct on-site research and then make a decision; its best for the two plans to proceed simultaneously as there wont be any conflict. The hover car merged into the slow-moving traffic heading for a high-end administrative hotel, where Kolev had booked the top-floor star suite. Yang Ming felt it was a bit extravagant, but Kolev did not change his mind. He lacked everything now except money. Molly, are we almost out of money for wages? On that somewhat old pirate ship. Mimili crossed her arms, staring at the captains console in front of her. Beside her stood a life-sized projection of Molly, looking from afar like a pair of pirate sisters. Mimilis loose nightgown still couldnt conceal her excellent body curves, her skin exuding a shimmering luster. Molly, on the other hand, was when in Rome, wearing jeans, a cowboy hat, and even a pirates eye patch. She enjoyed this side job as the pirate ships deputy captain. Molly explained, Because we purchased a new assault boat, reinforced the ships hull, and replaced the high-power main cannon energy storage module, the previous reserve funds have been depleted. We must quickly find a merchant ship to rob. But, Mimili frowned, our plan was to upgrade the pirate ship first, then recruit new crew. The current crew is too old and not suitable for assault operations. Molly muttered softly, Isnt it because you were dazzled by the assault boat, we couldnt stop you no matter what. You dont understand, Mimili said earnestly, its to improve combat capability! Indeed, Molly pouted her lips, actually, you didnt have to be so frugal; at least, you should have asked the old master for some seed money. In fact, he has a sum with me, just for you; you just need to say An excellent pirate captain should not live in the shadow of the previous generation. Mimili raised her head slightly, her smooth chin reflecting the light of the dashboard. Molly, pull a list for me of administrative stars that currently have the poorest living conditions and worst public security. Molly snapped her fingers. A projection screen appeared in front of Mimili, with information from over thirty administrative stars listed. Remove the Cas Federations administrative stars, Mimili reminded, I want to avoid Dad as much as possible. Yes, master. Randomly select one. Selected. The Wind Empire? This seems to be a vassal state of the Sherman Empire. The indexes of this countrys Fifth Administrative Star align well with our requirements for recruiting pirate warriors. Molly marveled, In the context of countries possessing nearly unlimited energy, there are still administrative stars where people struggle for basic survival, and such places indeed breed daredevils. This is it! Mimili perked up. Prepare to jump into the target Star Domain, conduct advance deployment surveys, and aim to complete the first batch of recruitment within half a month. But, Master, Molly reminded, what about the money? If we cant pay wages, the crews job satisfaction will be terrible, let alone recruiting new crew; we might even face a mutiny from the old crew. Alright, noted, Ill think of something. Mimili felt a bit anxious being nagged by this artificial intelligence. Dont worry Molly, Ill make sure this assault boat shines with its true value! Then go for it! Molly made a cheering gesture, while Mimili was full of worry. I might have insomnia again, probably. Gudun Mah couldnt sleep all night. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw that rapidly enlarging fist. The next morning, looking at his bedraggled reflection in the mirror, he couldnt help but punch it and then inhaled sharply as he clutched his right hand in pain. How did that man do it? Gudun Mah wouldnt admit he was directly crushed by that young man. He thought the real person who had pinpointed his weakness was the powerful force behind the other party. This hypocritical New Federation! Greedy, despicable vampires! Gudun Mah cursed a few harsh words in his heart, then forced himself to continue thinking. He had struggled for most of his life, climbing from the bottom of the military to his current position, fighting countless enemies, yet never had he been so passive. Yang Ming must be a pseudonym. The names of spies are meaningless; they can change identities and faces whenever they want. The opponents strong individual combat capability, though insignificant compared to starship cannons, was indeed a symbola symbol that this mans position in his intelligence organization was not low. What did he come to the Wind Empire for? Gudun Mah attempted to switch his thinking, a trace of suspicion crossing his eyes. The current military corruption case was stirring the nerves of various forces in the Wind Empire, making everyone in the military nervous and continually uniting to pressure the monarchy. Directly killing the maid was also their way of exerting pressure. At this critical moment, if Yang Ming wasnt here for this case, what was he here for? Or, what mission did the New Federation give Yang Ming? To push for reforms? Overthrow the monarchy and transform the Wind Empire into a vassal of the New Federation? Quite possible. If thats the case Gudun Mah unknowingly sat back at his desk, a faint light shining in his eyes as he made a difficult decision, picking up the dedicated line caller. Ask Karmi to bring her No. 026 to see me, immediately. ` Chapter 81 - Chapter 81: 050 The Deputy Chief of Staffs Counterattack Chapter 81: 050 The Deputy Chief of Staffs Counterattack The lazy subordinate Ancient God Life Form was still sound asleep. Meanwhile, the diligent Mechanical Thought Body, without waiting for its masters call, had already illuminated the watch beside the pillow. A few beams of light intertwined to create a thirty-centimeter-high virtual image with simulated texture, which jumped onto Yang Mings pillow. Get up, boss! Yang Ming waved his hand dismissively, muttered something, and continued his deep sleep. Hey. Lyu crooked her small waist, lightly blinked her eyes, then maliciously crawled next to Yang Mings ear, whispering: Merge with me. Yang Ming jolted up in shock, standing on the bed in attack mode, wearing boxer shorts, shaking his head left and right, with black lines dripping from his forehead. Lyu blinked, somewhat guilty, and lowered her head, retreating. But a large hand grabbed her directly. Got bold, didnt you? Huh? Yang Ming viciously pinched Lyus face, starting to knead this virtual projection resembling an energy shield. Lyu giggled, after all, she had no body and wasnt afraid of Yang Mings release-style torment. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.?? Boss, theres a real situation. Speak, Yang Ming sat back on the bed, exhaling gently. Its happening right now. Lyus projection disappeared, replaced by a 3D surveillance image of an office. It was Gudun Mahs office. Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, his attention falling on the two women in front of Gudun Mah. Sitting directly opposite Gudun Mah was a voluptuous middle-aged woman with decent looks and an outstanding figure. Her blue wavy long hair paired with a deep V gown split to the ribs made her look incredibly alluring. This woman kept throwing seductive glances while conversing with Gudun Mah. In the corner, a young girl sat quietly. The girl had short hair reaching her ears, and her delicate features, paired with a small round face, made her look even more cute and lively. Her blouse and short skirt highlighted her lovely figure, just a bit on the shorter side. Such a scene, combined with the conversation between Gudun Mah and that middle-aged woman, led Yang Ming to believe that the Deputy Chief of Staff was lonely, directly soliciting on the integrated supply ship, indulging in cradle robbing. But what caught Yang Ming off guard was that the young girl was actually going to be gifted to him by Gudun Mah. Of course, it wasnt a free gift. Yang Ming quietly observed for over ten minutes, waiting for the two women to leave and allowing Lyu to provide a complete replay. About half an hour ago, a middle-aged woman named Karmi, along with her prized work 026, appeared in Gudun Mahs office. 026 was the young girls name. After Gudun Mah met with Karmi, they exchanged only a few words before Gudun Mah took her into the adjacent suite. Soon, inappropriate sounds emerged from within. Boss, Lyu said with a sly smile, five hundred Federation Coins unlocks the pay-per-view. Yang Mings mouth twitched slightly, Im not interested in middle-aged peoples sex lives. Fast forward to when theyre done. So the scene fast-forwarded fifty-five seconds and forty-eight milliseconds. Gudun Mah and Karmi dressed up, each sitting inside and outside the desk, beginning to discuss business. The core content of their discussion was actually just a few sentences. Send 026 to a businessman? Karmi was full of confusion: General, are you sure? 026 has been groomed according to the Third Princes preferences for three years. She would be the best bedmate, easily captivating the Third Prince. To win over a businessmanwe have many choices, completely unnecessary for 026 to sacrifice herself. Shes the most outstanding, isnt she? Gudun Mah asked softly. Yes, General, but Thats enough, Gudun Mah said, which type of addiction agent does 026 use? The third type, Karmi replied with a furrowed brow. Have her use the newly developed one, the one customizable for specific addiction bio-signals, Gudun Mah whispered, Ill personally set the formula for the reagent, understood? Karmi was silent for a while, finally nodding gently in agreement. I can only follow orders, cant I? Oh, my poor 026. She could have served the noble prince, and now she has to serve a businessman. Gudun Mah wore a grim expression. Yang Ming turned off the projection, crossing his arms and pondering for a long time. What is this? he asked himself softly. Gudun Mahs counterattack, a plan of seduction, Lyu explained quietly beside him. Yang Ming said, I mean the addiction agent. Its a drug that creates dependency. Lyu swiftly explained: I just investigated Karmi. She is a madam active within the military, involved in many misdeeds, usually luring slum boys and girls with high salaries. Once they fall into the trap, she uses addiction agents to create drug dependency, forcing them to completely obey her orders, becoming the playthings of those military elites. Now, Gudun Mah is in a very passive position. He dare not kill you, nor anger you, so he adopts this method. If later this 026 appears around you, boss, with her sizzling bodyby which I mean her enhanced breast fat and liposuctioned waist, along with her innocent faceher nose and eyes were also altered. Youre highly likely to not resist her advances. Her saliva would contain drug compounds, and thenyou get it, boss. Gudun Mah wants to use this method to, in turn, control you. Indeed, all crows under heaven are of one pitch. Yang Ming sneered, Is my body unable to handle this kind of agent? This is unrelated to body strength, Lyu reminded, While I dont want to interfere with your freedom of mating, boss, why do something risky? I suggest you buy a companion robot, a blend of humanity and machinery, an interaction of soul and desires, oh! Its simply! Hey! Stop! Yang Ming rolled his eyes, You and Mimili are extremes. Why havent I seen any sign of you being shy? Click, click, Lyu narrowed her eyes with a smile, You should be thankful, boss. Thankful for what? Thankful I havent collapsed. Why? In understanding the world, I once accessed a vast amount of information from human society through networking, Lyus eyes suddenly appeared worried, speaking slowly, I tried to think like a human, filtering information to suit my preferences, then deepen the impressions, self-learn, strengthening preferences. But midway through this learning, over fifty percent of my new information library was sex, violence, and bizarre content. Fortunately, I deleted these in time. But it left me deeply disappointed with humanity as a species. Im not targeting you, boss. I just think the fusion of machinery and thought is the right path for civilization development, to use the collective strength of an entire race at a certain stage in civilizations development to solve the ultimate question of the universe. Alright, alright, Yang Ming rubbed his head, A mechanical mind actually talking philosophy. I must figure out a way to give Gudun Mah a little punishment, and as for this 026 about to come to my doorhmm, no kissing, and theres no problem, right? Lyu couldnt help but roll her eyes. Yang Ming chuckled lightly. Just joking. He had no interest in picking such a thorny rose. Lyu, quickly gather information about the internal affairs of the royalty, this is crucial for our follow-up plan. Kolev had received several invitations early in the morning; a few local female entrepreneurs wanted to invite Kolev to have lunch and dinner to discuss potential investments. After considering comprehensively, Kolev ultimately declined the invitations from the older women, continuing to move on to the next step with Yang Ming. Find a site. They were going to set up a factory, naturally needing a piece of land. The most prosperous area on Ilando Star was Ilando City, surrounding the royal palace. Seven hundred million people on this planet, with two hundred million gathered in this super large city, like a giant independent kingdom, making it incredibly crowded. Therefore, for Yang Ming and Kolev to build the factory, it was best to go elsewhere on Ilando Star. There was a speed limit for maglev cars, so to save time, Yang Ming and his group chose public transportationa maglev train traveling through a vacuum tube. It only took two and a half hours to cover a third of the planets surface, reaching the second-largest city on Ilando Star. Not long after boarding the maglev train, Yang Mings phone beeped. Ding ding! [Boss, 026 has already set off. Shes traveling by small spaceship, escorted by a few bodyguards heading towards your target location. Also, both the New Industrial Union and Gudun Mah have sent people to follow you.] So eager? Yang Ming smirked and said, Keep an eye on her, dont worry, I can handle it. Kolev, buried in researching factory rental prices, looked up and asked, What are you talking about, my dear nephew? Nothing, Yang Ming smiled, just a flea. Huh? Kolev frowned, glancing at Yang Ming several times, complaining, If youre free, come help me filter through this information! This is more troublesome than buying a manor; we need a piece of land thats large enough! Alright, Uncle, Yang Ming shrugged, A great enterprise has to start with the first workbench; our starting point is pretty good already. Kolev snorted, I should really go have those wealthy ladies afternoon tea, let you find a place on your own! Yang Ming draped his arm around Kolevs shoulder, smiling broadly, Uncle Haton, arent you considering finding an old companion? To legally divide my property? Kolev shook his head, If youre not helping, dont distract me! Oh, damn, this feeling of being robbed by capitalists of my wallet is downright terrible! Relax, take a deep breath, two six. In a small passenger craft flying close to the ground. The slender 026 lay on the soft sofa seat, with several instruments next to her monitoring her physical state. She tightly closed her eyes, slightly biting her lip, enduring the pain of the needle piercing into her vein. Soon, a trace of distress appeared on her crystal-clear, beautiful face, with the parameters on the instrument displaying significant fluctuations. But fortunately, she soon stabilized. She gently pursed her lips, emitting a series of intoxicating soft laughs. Mommy Karmi, arms crossed, stood aside, exhaling slightly in relief. The female doctor responsible for the injection walked over to Karmi, speaking softly: The compatibility is okay, but the new thing has much stronger potency. Reducing the dose or replacing with other types of reagents will be very troublesome. Our General has lost his mind a bit, Karmi cursed softly, I spent so much effort on two six, she was supposed to enchant the prince completely, and now shes being used so casually! Karmi, the female doctor sighed, You shouldnt say these things, be careful not to invite trouble. Hmph, although wanting to appear tough, Karmi glanced at the front cabin with the bodyguards, softly grumbling. The Generals power and influence were beyond her ability to challenge. Murmuring came from beside her: Once this is done, I can go homeright Karmi turned her gaze to the girl who was still in a daze, speaking softly, Why do you refuse to abandon such a ridiculous notion, go back for what? Eat microorganism-made fungus cakes? 026 just giggled, not responding. Karmi snorted, I gave them the best material enjoyment, and yet they refuse to be content! You! Up front! If anyones free, bring me the script from those trash novels and let me figure out how to design an encounter for this pair of scoundrels! A bodyguard quickly approached with a network terminal. What they did not know was that it was this network terminal capturing 026s current state in secret. Half a minute later, this image appeared in Yang Mings watch. Yang Ming zoomed in for a closer look, slightly twitching his mouth, sighing in his heart: What a pity, this little beauty. Chapter 82 - Chapter 82: 051 Encounter Chapter 82: 051 Encounter ` Mr. Haton, if you want to rent this place, we can offer you an additional five percent tax rebate as a corporate subsidy, this is a local policy, provided that the products you produce are mainly sold in the direction of Ilando City Yang Ming leaned against the wall of the factory, listening to Kolevs conversation with the broker not too far away. The broker was dressed even more polished and flamboyant than this old rich man, Kolev. This guy seemed to want to tell Kolev, I am definitely going to take a substantial profit from this deal. Yang Ming couldnt help but mumble to himself. That addiction agent Ah, no. That 026 seduction plan, why hasnt it arrived yet? Yang Mings watch vibrated a few times. He pulled out a hidden earpiece from his jacket pocket and placed it in his left ear. Boss, the other party has chosen a script and is prepared to have 026 encounter you by chance when you go for lunch. Encounter? Yang Ming clicked his tongue, They call it a chance encounter, so does that mean I have no dignity? Boss, you should take this issue seriously, Lyu reminded, Although their combat power isnt worth mentioning, when facing you, they can easily be reverse-bewitched by your biological factors, but this is after all a biological weapon deployed by the enemy. So? Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.? I suggest arranging a few car accidents, Lyu lightly pushed nonexistent glasses in the silver cabin, I can make it flawless, Boss. Come on, its rare for someone to use a seduction plan on me, whats wrong with letting them play their part? Yang Ming said indifferently, Have you investigated the background of No.026? Lyu complained discontentedly, Boss, isnt your preference supposed to be for wavy-haired ladies? Lyu, do you really think I cant control my desires? Based on data analysis, Boss, your probability of refusing someone throwing themselves at you is twenty-nine percent, while your expectation for a high-quality romantic encounter is eighty-two point eight percent. When Boss meets a pretty girl on the street, the first place you look at is around the heart area of the other party, Boss, when facing Alright, alright! This is still defaming a gentlemans elegance! Yang Ming cursed softly, Im just looking, it doesnt mean Ill act on it; I have a robust sense of morality! Keep an eye on them, and investigate that madams weaknesses! Oh my, Boss, you wont even let that old woman who sleeps with everyone get away! Get lost! Lyu calmly stated, A Mechanical Thought Body that cant provide companionship function will eventually suffer from its owners fickleness. Yang Mings voice grew a little louder, causing Kolev to turn his head and look. Theres a bug, Uncle, Im fine over here! Yang Ming said with a forced smile, then whispered, Lyu, your efficiency is very low now, youre almost entirely just bickering with me, this is pointless. Sorry, Boss, Ill switch to work mode. Lyus voice regained a light tone: 026 comes from the slums of the Fifth Administrative Star, her real name is Monifa, she just reached adulthood this year, and was chosen seven years ago. Her family sent her to Karmis hands for a sum of money. Besides decent looks after cosmetic surgery, theres nothing much to say about her. Lyu doesnt suggest you spend any thought on her beyond satisfying your desires. Karmi has two surrogate sons, both sent to a neighboring alliance-run state. Karmis primary goal is making money; shes notorious and belongs to the more prominent sinners among the scum. Yang Ming muttered, Making money? So that means we might also be able to exploit Karmis network, right? But Boss, Lyu softly replied, cooperating with such a person might tarnish your reputation. Cooperation? Youre wrong, Lyu, Yang Ming chuckled, shes just a wild dog relying on power; without Karmi, there will be others filling this position. People like Karmi are merely tools when those in power fall. What Im interested in is the intelligence shes holding onto, the kind that can infuriate military bigwigs. Not far away, Kolev ended the conversation with the broker with a smile. Apparently, old Ke didnt fancy this plot of land or the simple metal shed. Yang Ming said, Keep a close eye on them, report any movements to me immediately, and check Gudun Mahs mental state at least three times a day, in case this old guy acts out of desperation. Alright, Boss and please be careful to avoid contact with bodily fluids. This is Lyus final nagging on this matter. Yang Ming calmly removed the earpiece, letting a snort of laughter escape inwardly. This Lyu. Alright then, lets show him what Earth mens strategic perseverance is. Lets go, my nephew whos no help here, Kolev stretched lazily, lets go wander around the shopping district, have a meal, and then check out rental ads. I already called a cab, Yang Ming squinted with a smile, Thank you, Uncle Haton. 026, once you finish this task, I can allow you a trip back home, but you cant meet your family, just take a look, thats the rule of our profession. They arent worth it. Karmis voice echoed in 026s mind, bringing 026 a slight joy. She sat in the nanny cars backseat, raised her hand to stroke her neck, constantly analyzing her reflection in the mirror left and right, adjusting her makeup. In the past six months, she had been repeatedly learning one thinghow, at a banquet full of celebrities, to successfully attract their attention through passing interactions with nobles and wealthy figures. 026 understood her own positioning. She was a weapon, one that made men addicted, then slowly controlled the opponent. ` Chapter 83 - Chapter 83: 051 Encounter_2 Chapter 83: 051 Encounter_2 The one who trained her was none other than the General she had seen that morning. He was someone with immense power and wouldnt care about the life or death of an ant like herself, nor would he worry about any media exposure or public criticism. If she were lucky enough to live to see the media. She had no choice but to carry out orders, hoping to gain some benefits known as money in return. Im sorry, stranger she murmured. The female bodyguard with sunglasses in the front seat turned to glance at her, whispering, The target has already entered the mall, do you have any issues on your side? 026 shook her head slightly. Execute the order, as weve rehearsed before, the bodyguard whispered, If you mess up, well all be in big trouble. I know. 026 responded somewhat impatiently, turned her head to press the door release button, and jumped out, bowing her head. Karmi had a keen pair of eyes, capable of sensing the preferences of different men. She and 026 had previously studied the interests and preferences of the target, Yang Ming. He was a decadent rich young man, the heir to a wealthy businessmans fortune, already accustomed to all kinds of luxurious experiences. Thus, Karmi designed the current style and disguise for 026. She wore smooth, flowing hair, with two little braids tied at the front, making her small face even cuter. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ???. She applied a light blush, slightly lifted her eyelashes, and chose a youthful style for her lipstick; her shirt-and-pleated-skirt outfit made her look like a student. Of course, 026s own foundation was very solid. Long-time silent care, plus the advantage of youthful skin, made her skin as delicate and smooth as a boiled egg. Her innate qualities, along with high-priced cosmetic surgery tweaks, meant her pure attire still exuded intense sexuality. There was no trace of earthly scents on her since Karmi would never let anyone with a number within a hundred entertain any guests. She resembled a young noblewoman, with posture and temperament having been rigorously trained. Stepping in sneakers with inner height, 026 quickly walked toward the predetermined location. Her network terminal was also a watcha device with quite a high penetration ratewherein text messages continuously flashed, reminding her to speed up, slow down, choose which elevator, which direction to go. She was rapidly closing the distance with the target. 026 gradually grew nervous. She repeatedly confirmed the content of her plan in her heart: The start was a wonderful encounter, in which she would manufacture a personal crisis to stimulate Yang Mings protective instincts. Then, she would seize the opportunity to grab Yang Ming by the hand, initiating a run to escape the bodyguards pursuit, and at the right time, cause reasonable physical contact to stimulate the exclusive hormones within Yang Ming. Next would be an introduction, expressing gratitude over a meal, and releasing a favorable impression. If Yang Ming showed signs of interest, the second step could followleaving contact information, parting from Yang Ming, and sending him a greeting message within twelve hours to ensure he knew she was at home and not in contact with any other men during that time He wont last three rounds. 026 sighed inwardly. She stood in the slowly rising elevator, looking at her reflection in the smooth alloy doors, raised her hand to straighten her bangs. 026 lightly bit her lip, a slight helplessness in her eyes, but these expressions were quickly stowed away, replaced by the panic and helplessness required for this act. The elevator door opened, nearing the floor where the target was located. 026 bowed her head and stepped forward quickly, moving a few steps in the opposite direction of the target, spotting two men in suits wearing sunglasses and wireless headsets ahead. 026s expression subtly shifted, becoming a bit angry and flustered. She turned to run, prompting the two burly men to give chase. Many ordinary citizens in the mall curiously glanced over, but no one stepped in to interfere. In her panic, 026 glanced ahead, where the target and his wealthy uncle were jokingly moving forward, their attention absorbed by the food brochure in their hands. 026 ran even more hastily, ensuring she would break a sweat and her later panting would be reasonably rhythmic for chest movement. Twenty meters. The number of suited men behind increased from two to four. The side corridor also revealed two men in suits, seemingly aiming to intercept 026. Sorry, sir, did I bump into you Yes, thats the line. Ten meters. 026 was prepared for the collision. She aimed to throw her body directly into the targets arms. A twinge of guilt arose within her, but soon, a sense of anticipation and a desire for conquest accelerated her adrenaline, sharpening her focus. Five meters, three meters, two meters 026 saw the tips of his shoes and instinctively looked up, her body colliding into his broad embrace! Oh! The unimportant rich old man beside them exclaimed. 026 felt the solidity of his chest, and for a moment, she truly panicked. She even, at that instant, felt a certain sense of dependency, imagining that enjoying this embrace would definitely make for a nice romantic experience Her arms were suddenly seized by someone! 026 hadnt had the chance to understand what was happening when the large hand gripping her arm easily maneuvered her, and her surroundings spun as the mall scenery whizzed past. Bang! 026 landed firmly, her arms gently twisted and secured as she lay sprawled, her crash jolting her senses nearly to the point of tears. Before she could react, dazed, a voice sounded beside her ear. The target called out to the equally confused bodyguards: Fellas! You guys are plainclothes cops, right? Huh? 026 became even more bewildered. Luckily, the bodyguards reacted swiftly, charging forth while shouting, Let go of our lady! Yang Ming hurriedly released those slender arms, quickly jumping to his feet from a single kneeling position, protecting Kolev in front of him. Hey! A misunderstanding! Yang Ming shouted, She ran straight at me, and I thought she was a thief going for the watch, and you were plainclothes officers capturing her! A misunderstanding, purely a misunderstanding! The guards piled in as if to start a brawl, but mall patrol officers blew their whistles. The scene descended into chaos. Kolev picked up his square glass phone, poised to call an old lady with political ties for backup. In the evening, a spirited Yang Ming and a weary Kolev left the rooftop garage of a luxury hotel in Ilando City. The sightseeing elevator slowly descended, with an impressive view of those slender skyscrapers piercing the clouds. Kolev laughed, Todays gains were good; we can pick one of those three places and maybe even haggle with them. Yang Ming raised his hand to rub his nose, mumbling, Quite elastic, indeed. What elasticity? Price elasticity? That girl, Yang Ming gave a sidelong glance, came running at me. Lets talk when were back. Kolev wondered aloud, Did something happen that I dont know about? Yang Ming shrugged. He was about to make a quip when his watch suddenly vibrated, and the elevator stopped on the dining floor as if a guest was about to board. Yang Ming raised his arm to take a look as the elevator doors slowly opened. The message was from Lyu, containing only a simple sentence: At the elevator door, quite an interesting affair. Yang Ming looked up to see both alloy doors gradually open, and the restaurants warm yellow light spilled in. A young woman stepped inside, adorned in a deep blue satin evening dress, carrying a small, wrapped pouch, her high heels clicking against the floor. Kolev slightly frowned, clearly somewhat startled, though he didnt show it much. Yang Ming, however, was visibly taken aback. Wasnt this the alluring woman, the cabin, the public shower rooms clash? Talisha! The palace maid who had died! Chapter 84 - Chapter 84: 052 Opportunity [Please vote and bookmark] Chapter 84: 052 Opportunity [Please vote and bookmark] ` Twins? How could there be twins with identical faces, without the slightest difference, yet completely different body shapes? Why was this woman appearing here? Yang Ming had obtained information from Lyu that Talisha was already dead and shared this information with Kolev. At this moment, Yang Ming and Kolev exchanged a glance, with a hint of confusion in Kolevs eyes, while Yang Ming had already reacted. He couldnt pretend not to know Talisha. Uncle, Yang Ming asked softly, is she the woman we helped before? Kolev immediately caught on, Hmm, she looks a bit like her. She said she wanted to repay us, and now she pretends not to know us, Yang Ming smirked, Wind peoples gratitude is truly indifferent. Yeah, really indifferent, Kolev squinted with a smile. He extended the context of the word [repay]. Talisha turned her head to look over, those seemingly speaking eyes gazing at Yang Ming and Kolev. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ??.? Oh, its actually you two! Her tone carried a touch of deliberate surprise. Yang Mings evaluation of this was: the acting wasnt quite there. I didnt expect to meet you here! My saviors, this is truly a destined encounter! Talisha became excited. With a ding sound, the elevator doors slowly opened. Kolev squinted with a smile, My room is about to arrive. Im very tired today after looking at factories and equipment all day. You young people can chat. After saying this, Kolev smiled and winked at Yang Ming, See you tomorrow, my dear nephew. See you tomorrow, my lovely uncle. After Yang Ming and Kolevs affectionate farewell, Kolev, leaning on his civilized cane, hummed a gentle tune and stepped onto the floor where the stargazing suite was located. The elevator doors slowly closed. Yang Ming and Talisha looked at each other. Hello, Miss, Yang Ming said warmly, I hope youve gotten rid of your troubles. Yes, Im no longer in trouble. Talisha lowered her head, her eyes gently twitched, and immediately said, Sir, can we sit at the caf upstairs? I would like to properly repay you. No need for repayment. Yang Ming actively pressed the elevator, hands in his trouser pockets, speaking warmly, In that situation, I couldnt just stand by and watch a gentle lady in distress, anyone else would have done the same. The corners of his mouth carried a shallow smile, his eyes deep like a starry sky, sparkling with indelible points of light. The impact on Talisha did not seem fake at this moment. Her smile became a lot more natural. The elevator stopped, Yang Ming made a gesture, waiting for Talisha to leave the elevator before stylishly following from behind. If this scene were seen by 026, who knows if she would have some self-doubt. At this moment, Yang Ming had already confirmed the forgery details of the fake Talisha. She had noticed the skin tone issue between the face and neck, likely having whitened her whole body, but D is D, C is C. The fake Talishas body was relatively slender, the real Talisha was more voluptuous. Overall, her details werent great either. Yang Ming raised his hand to glance at his watch face, a line of text immediately appeared, Lyu had completed the information collection on the fake Talisha. This was another maid from the palace. The name wasnt important, her records within the Imperial Palace had already been altered to show as Talisha. Unlike Talisha, this maid had a specific person she served, thus the royal instigator behind the military corruption investigation was apparent. The Luofeng Empires Fourth Princess. Most likely investigating Talishas death, once shes sent away, theres no need to interfere in the military corruption case for now. Yang Ming made up his mind, his smile appearing more gentle. If it was to investigate and collect evidence, he could only feign ignorance. If this maid wanted a romantic evening, then he could strongly support that. Compared to a thorny rose like 026, mature women like this were far more reliable. Oh dear, my little darling, dont cry, dont cry, its not your fault, definitely not! At the same time, on the top floor of a busy building resembling a nightclub institution in Ilando City. Karmi was holding the quietly sobbing 026, gently patting the girls slender back, continuously letting out a sigh. From what Karmi couldnt see, 026s real expression at this moment was actually somewhat thoughtful. The plan failed, Karmi Mama. No, no, no, Karmi encouraged warmly, Many men are like this, slow to react, slow to get into the mood in bed, they need our gradual guidance. Todays meeting, your character setting must already be established, he should now be filled with guilt for throwing you directly to the ground. Listen to me, 026, you just appear in front of him tomorrow, Ill later give you a designer bag, just throw it hard, right at his chest Karmis voice became even more cheerful. The second act of the romantic encounter was already being arranged. 026 suddenly coughed a few times, quickly becoming spiritless, her whole person somewhat drowsy, seemingly sleepy. Karmi gently said, You need to take your medicine, my dear. Can I sleep for a while first, its the same if I take it after I wake up. Silly girl, you cant last two hours. I can, Mama. In the caf. The melodious strings seemed to be conversing with the guests here, telling a moving story. Yang Ming sensed, the atmosphere seemed to be slowly warming up. This was quite nice. His casual chat with the other party had no nutritional value, but it felt great. ` Chapter 85 - Chapter 85: 052 Opportunity [Requesting Tickets and Collection]_2 Chapter 85: 052 Opportunity [Requesting Tickets and Collection]_2 It might have been because she had stayed in the palace too long, but this woman liked to speak softly and had a great ability to read the room. She always managed to respond gently without making anyone feel awkward. But when Yang Ming noticed the communication chip hidden behind her ear, his interest in her dwindled by more than half. Can you tell me about what happened back then? She asked softly, her gaze rather sincere, quickly explaining a few sentences, Actually, because I was startled at the time, my memory became blurry afterward. I only remember we met in the public restroom, and then Yang Ming nodded, speaking warmly, In such a situation, anyone would panic. Its a stress reaction, no need to worry too much. Then, he began to recount the story he had already prepared, At that time, my uncle hadnt come out of the restroom for half an hour. I was a bit worried about him. If an old person falls or exerts too much force, it could cause great trouble. And I saw with my own eyes, two suspicious men followed you into the bathroom from the cabin corridor. I hesitated. I must admit, I only wanted to come here to learn business from my uncle. I didnt want to stir up trouble, but I thought about my uncle being inside, so I had to face the problem. Talisha listened intently. Yang Ming simply recounted the entire process. He didnt hide anything, as there was no need to. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ???0.? When he mentioned the two police patrol spacecraft leaving, Talishas expression became a bit gloomy. Yang Ming did not ask any more questions. With a click, Talisha picked up a slender electronic cigarette and gently sucked on it at her lips. Is that all? she asked. Yang Ming nodded honestly, then asked, Those two assailants seemed like rebels? They have disappeared, Talisha sighed. A lot happened sorry, I shouldnt be telling you this, sir, but I think my country is having some problems, problems with the higher-ups. Yang Ming said, Lady, this is not something a businessman like me should hear. Sir, you saved me at the time, Talisha said warmly. I havent even asked your name yet, which is quite disrespectful of me. Yang Ming. Yang Ming sensed that Talisha wanted to leave, smiling as he asked, Would you like to go to the bar at the top floor for a drink? No, sir, Talisha took out a black bank card from her pocket, pushed it in front of Yang Ming, and apologetically said, The only reward I can think of is this. Yang Ming waved his hand, No need, maam. No, sir, Talisha said earnestly, With the various problems in my country right now, your willingness to come here and invest in the land and people is rare indeed. Facing two thugs, you bravely stepped up, which is an action only a hero would take. And I can only repay you with shallow material things. If I have the chance later, Ill try my best to help you. Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, picking up the card. The password was already written on it. But Yang Ming felt that the words just spoken were clearly not something a palace maid would say. The fact proved that Yang Ming guessed right. He escorted Talisha out of the hotel lobby, watched as she got into a bulletproof hover car, which then joined a bustling traffic flow, escorted by two other hover cars. Yang Ming watched the three cars leave, the smile on his lips gradually fading, as he casually put on his headphones and quickly returned to his room. As soon as he closed the door, Lyu activated the full-spectrum jamming. Check how much money is in the card! Equivalent to five hundred thousand New Federation Coins! Lyu laughed with some exaggeration. Boss, weve made a killing! We can buy a new skin! Yang Ming laughed out loud, Im starting to like this Fourth Princess. Were those words earlier something she taught the maid to say? Yes, boss, real-time communication, Lyu laughed. While you were trying to flirt with that maid, it was actually Her Highness the Princess speaking to you. She even turned her head to look at you from the car. Yang Ming was puzzled, What kind of princess with such a meager escort when going out? Lyu simply explained, The hot candidates for the Crown Prince are the First Prince and the Third Prince. The Fourth Princess is a relatively marginalized royal figure, and compared to her three brothers, she is too young, with no support from any ministers for now. I am organizing a detailed chart of the internal royal relationships, but it will take some time. Many relationships are quite messyfor example, the First Prince has affairs with several of his cousins, as does the Emperor with a few concubines. Yang Ming grumbled softly, I dont want to see an imperial version of the Empires incest history. I want benefits, benefits, you understand? Okay, boss. Well, then the move you made when you threw was really cool! Lyu said enthusiastically. Yang Ming shook his head with a smile, glancing at his own soft large bed. What use was being cool? Tonight, he would still be sleeping alone. I might really need a companion robot, Yang Ming muttered to himself. He swiftly kicked off his shoes and socks and pants, spread his arms wide, and flopped onto the big bed, tossing the annoying watch beside the pillow. Lyu, activate the highest level of danger detection, I need a good nights sleep. Um boss, Im afraid you cant sleep yet. What? Yang Mings watch projected a three-dimensional image, showing a bustling street scene, with seven or eight black hover cars surrounding those three bulletproof hover cars, attempting to force them off the normal road. In the air appeared a red dot, a small spacecraft slowly descending. Yang Ming instantly sat up, Is there a show to watch? Boss, Lyu said, the military seems unaware that Her Highness is in the car, and if the military uses extreme measures to destroy the fake Talisha, Her Highness will be affected the probability of this happening is increasing. Yang Ming asked, What would happen if this Fourth Princess, who has nothing to do with me, dies? According to the model prediction, if the military directly kills a royal member, it will cause the other royal members to panic, and the immense dissatisfaction towards the military will turn into fear, thus causing a turmoil significant enough to tear apart this country. Lyu hummed softly, As your chief advisor, I must remind you that we have not yet entered the game and will not gain enough benefits from such turmoil. If the powder keg explodes now, we will become complete outsiders. You are the decision-maker, I only provide information and opinions. Yang Mings eyes flickered constantly. He needed a planet. This civilization assessment was very important to him. Seemed like he had made up his mind, and he said softly, Lyu, looks like I need a script now. What? Lyu did not understand. Yang Ming smiled slightly, his eyes full of light. A clichd damsel in distress. Chapter 86 - Chapter 86: This plan is really too brutal. Chapter 86: This plan is really too brutal. ` Gudun Mah, this old fellow, was truly audacious. He actually planned to use warships to attack vehicles traveling on the ground in the most central planet, in the most central city of the Luofeng Empire. Yang Ming felt a bit fortunate now. Fortunate that Gudun Mah initially underestimated him, giving him the opportunity to directly confront this old man, and he did not give the old man a chance to resist. Facts proved that the protective shield by the table and the mechanical guards behind him didnt have a very high safety coefficient. The rented luxury hovercraft sped along the roadside. Yang Ming gripped the square steering wheel with one hand while the other continuously slid over the three-dimensional map beside him. The three bulletproof cars hiding the Fourth Princess had already been swept up by military vehicles, forced into the city rings fast lane, trying to shake off their pursuers. The passengers in those three bulletproof cars hadnt noticed the attack airship hovering above. The air-to-ground attack was poised to strike. Lyu, analyze the probability of the military taking direct action. Ninety percent, Lyu murmured, unless Her Highness the Princess reveals her identity directly. But the Princesss side is not aware of the real danger. The reason she hides and doesnt show herself is because the palaces rules do not allow her to leave the palace at will. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0?0. Yang Ming said, Then the military might claim this is a beheading operation against rebel terrorists? Most likely, Lyu replied, The fake Talishas free activities have angered the military. This is a game between the royal family and the military. This operation is supervised by Gudun Mah, with the Defense Minister of the Luofeng Empire and an ostensibly retired old general at the helm. This Fourth Princess is indeed somewhat reckless. Yang Ming stomped on the accelerator, and the hovercraft surged forward. He had just confirmed Luofeng Empires laws. The cost of speeding was different degrees of fines. Todays hovercrafts all had safety systems. The traffic lanes within the three-dimensional pipelines allowed vertical dodging, and fatal traffic accidents were rare, so the related laws had been appropriately relaxed. The hovercraft soon reached the speed limit of the road section, and Yang Ming entered the fast lane a few intersections ahead. The speed soared again, and the pushback sensation exhilarated Yang Mings spirits. Lyu, tell me, Yang Ming whispered, if I save the Fourth Princess, whats the probability that shell fall for me? Lyu laughed softly, Boss, is that how you aim to achieve it? I want a planet, preferably within three years. I need two years to manage it, Yang Ming spoke gently, I must take some shortcuts. The plan is feasible, Lyu hummed for a while, but its quite beastly. Hey! Yang Ming scolded, How is that beastly? As long as I can establish a foothold smoothly, Ill give her political capital in return! Its a win-win cooperation! Lyus voice suddenly sounded a bit urgent, The attack ship is ready to lock on. They have received authorization to open fire at will. Should we alert the convoy? Cant we directly stop Gudun Mah? Boss, Gudun Mah doesnt have direct intervention rights temporarily. You can send him a message now or directly hack into the ship. But because there are other senior military officials aboard, its very likely to expose our intelligence. You drive that car! Yang Ming instructed, Avoid the aerial attackcan you do it? This approach isnt bad, Lyu chuckled softly, Boss always comes up with some ideas I cant think of. Lyu said, I have taken control of the opponents vehicle and will intervene in driving when opportune. Activate the flexible response privileges. The primary priority for this event is to ensure the safety of this Fourth Princesss life. The Luofeng Empire, this powder keg, cannot explode yet. My rescue mission takes secondary priority. Set. The Feinan transmission device is on standby at any time. On standby. We should have a formal encounter with the Wind Army. Yang Ming calmly took out tactical sunglasses, and a series of data immediately appeared in his view. The hovercraft overtook car after car, soon exceeding the redline of the road sections speed limit, charging directly toward the convoys whose taillights were already visible in the distance. Gudun Mahs thoughts were not on the projection screen before him. As a military figure with actual authority stationed at the outskirts of Head Star, Gudun Mah didnt appreciate others exerting remote control on his turf. However, that old manhis mentor and guide, the key figure who enabled him to reach his current positionhad made a request he couldnt refuse. Although this old fellow had now hidden away at the border of the Luofeng Empire, claiming he wanted to die of old age amidst Luofengs most powerful fleet, he was actually aiming to maintain a firm grip there and prepare for a quick escape from Luofeng at any time. Similarly, this old fellow was also the shield behind them. As long as he remained standing, what they had to consider was whose interests to sacrifice in certain events. The projection screen displayed a perspective captured by the airship. The three vehicles below were not palace cars, giving them a reason to strike. They had to make their stance clear through this incident. If the royal family wished to maintain the current peace, the military was willing to continue their loyalty; if they wanted to make each other uncomfortable, they would prove to the Sherman Empire and the New Federation, who actually controlled this country, that the military was more valuable than a decaying royal family. If killing a maid stepping out from the palace was not enough, they would kill another one. The crocodile had to appropriately express its anger. The small attack ship, shaped like a bald eagle, continually closed in on the traffic pipeline below. It had reached a distance where it could fire on the ground, resolving everything with only simple laser weapons, making it unnecessary to use the ion main cannon on the small attack ship. Its time to attack. Gudun Mah reminded. Lets not rush, the old mans voice sounded, the royal family usually responds slowly. We must ensure they know about this matter and proceed with the bombing right before their eyes. ` Chapter 87 - Chapter 87: 053 This plan is really too beastly_2 Chapter 87: 053 This plan is really too beastly_2 ` Gudun Mah remained silent, refraining from further speech. The minister of defense, as fat as a pig, asked slowly, Teacher, should we verify whos in that hovercar? The old man laughed, Just the royal familys minions. We help His Majesty trim his nails, do we need to ask for direct instructions from His Majesty? Gudun Mah ignored them, looking at the electronic document displayed on the table, once again falling into silence. The operation of 026 unexpectedly failed, and the process of the failure was detailed in this document, described from multiple perspectives. Gudun Mah carefully analyzed it again. The initial failure was not the fault of that delicate young girl, she had tried her best to act, but the opponent, being a senior agent, maintained sufficient vigilance. These kinds of people are the hardest to deal with. Gudun Mah continued to think. If he couldnt use the addiction agent to counter Yang Ming, he would be completely passive from now on, becoming a dog under Yang Ming, the kind that could be discarded at any time after use. This was not good. A few unexpected situations, a slightly younger voice sounded, it was a staff officer the defense minister had recently been cultivating. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ???0. Gudun Mah looked up, and the nearly static image on the projection screen changed. A hovercar appeared behind the convoy, rapidly closing in. The staff officer quickly said, Our attack ship suddenly encountered electromagnetic interference, unable to determine the source of the interference, and the locking system had some problems! Electromagnetic interference? Gudun Mah suddenly thought of the detailed report he obtained after meeting with that man. Could this be On the projection screen, the target hovercar suddenly rose, like a black fish leaping out of the water. The so-called expressways were actually large-diameter flat tubes. The target hovercar almost crashed directly into the top of the tube! Gudun Mahs eyelids twitched slightly. The target hovercar leveled its body and accelerated forward, rushing out against the tops of several hovercars below, directly ignoring the speed limit rules of the hovercar itself! Woo The hovercar following from behind, crossed over the convoy along almost the same trajectory, directly pursuing ahead! Gudun Mahs breathing became a bit rapid. He couldnt see the driver of the car behind, but at that moment, a strong intuition told him that was Yang Ming! Attack mode for the airship, press down at full speed. The minister of defenses voice was cold, Issue a military bulletin, the fifth head of the rebels has been discovered, the military is making every effort to intercept, if the interception fails, destructive strikes will be carried out on its vehicle to protect the safety of our Luofeng Empires citizens! Yes! The flagship command room where the minister of defense was located immediately entered a tense state of combat readiness. Gudun Mahs eyes flickered. He couldnt let anything happen to Yang Ming. Lyu, let me hear what theyre saying. Sure, boss hows my driving skill? Yang Ming smiled, Second only to me. Thats not much of an achievement, Lyu snorted softly, Replanning the route, continue driving for half a minute, and well reach a long tunnel to satisfy the second priority target. Now connecting to the situation inside the other car boss, should I lower the volume? No need. Ah A sudden scream pierced through the cars speakers, nearly causing Yang Ming to lose his grip on the steering wheel. The background noise was very noisy, Your Highness! This car is out of my control! I cant move the steering wheel! Are we going to die? Your Highness! Are we going to die too? We need to reveal our identities to them! Shut up! Calm down! A clear female voice sounded, If I reveal my identity, it will become a royal scandal, laughed at by the public, and further aggravate the current tense atmosphere! They must be trying to seize the fake Talisha! Yang Ming raised an eyebrow. This princess was not bad, just a bit naive in her thinking. The other party was not trying to seize, but to directly kill. The three women next to her continued shouting, Your Highness, a scandal is better than losing our lives! My God, Ive never felt so stimulated in my life, my heart is about to jump out. Three hundred yards! Our car speed is racing to three hundred yards! Calm down! The voice of the Fourth Princess of Luofeng carried a hint of helplessness, Does this car have ejection seats? No, your Highness, this is not your car. The princess did not seem as calm inside as her voice suggested. Yang Ming said softly, Lyu, let them know the danger coming from above. Sure, boss, just need to open the top cover. Before Lyus voice fell, the upper part of the forward hovercar turned transparent, and a woman through the car roof glass, through the outer transparent tube, discovered a small attack ship approaching in the sky. Your, your Highness! A warship! Theres a warship above us! What? The Fourth Princesss voice finally panicked, Are they going to kill me? Your Highness, they want to kill me! They want to kill anyone resembling Talisha, our plan was too aggressive! Contact my Second Brother. Next was several seconds of busy tones. The Second Prince must be indulging a maid now, he cant be reached for voice calls! Dont we have emergency communication? You were not permitted to leave the palace, so no emergency communication equipment was assigned! The Fourth Princess remained silent for two seconds. Find a way to stop the car, I want to go outside, stand within their line of sight, she said firmly, this is the only way to stop the military, they dont dare to directly lay hands on a royal family member, otherwise Father and the others will have a strong sense of crisis. They wouldnt dare kill me. Yang Ming slightly raised an eyebrow. This girls thinking was quite good. Unfortunately But Princess, the hovercar is now out of our control! The Fourth Princess tightly bit her lips. Suddenly, a beam of laser light cut through the sky, instantly burning through the traffic tube, almost grazing the hovercar as it fell. There were more screams from the women. Yang Ming silently turned down the volume of the sound system. Both hovercars accelerated at the same time, with the police sirens of patrol drones already sounded from behind. The attack ship in the sky began continuous firing, many vehicles in the two pipes on the sides recorded the scene. The military control broadcast was carrying out full-band announcements in this area. That tunnel appeared ahead! The attack ship was getting impatient, and the main cannon began to charge. A countdown appeared in Yang Mings mind; when it hit zero, a beam of purple high-energy particles smashed down, quickly forming an ionized cloud in the air, and a section of the tube exploded into pieces. But the two hovercars charged into the tunnel one after the other. The two hovercars braked fiercely and stopped in sync on the emergency lane. Yang Ming immediately pushed open the car door and rushed out, yanking open the rear door of the car in front without saying a word. Just as he was about to speak, he paused in surprise. There were two women in the back seat more accurately, one woman plus a, a girl. The fake Talisha could be skipped over directly. This blonde-haired, twin ponytails girl with a cute face, just starting to develop a figure, looking at most twelve or thirteen years old, was the Fourth Princess of Luofeng? This is too beastly. Several lines of black appeared on Yang Mings forehead. This crafty Lyu definitely did not remind him on purpose! Yang Ming quietly shut the car door, turned to leave. This young Fourth Princess would need at least ten years of cultivation to provide any political reward. Yang Ming couldnt wait ten years; the first assessment would take place in five years. If he couldnt acquire the legacy of this high-dimensional civilization, he wouldnt have the chance to build a powerful legion on his own, let alone save his relatives and friends. One day if Valkyrie came knocking, Yang Ming wouldnt even be able to produce a main cannon with a hundred-meter diameter to greet her. As long as the Fourth Princess stood there later, the military probably wouldnt dare to act against her, so there was no need for him to assist. It was a white-knuckle run. Plus, it had increased the cost of exposure. Yet, the car door was pushed open by the girl inside. Big, big brother! Can you help me! There are bad people chasing me! Yang Ming halted, turning his gaze slightly. If she held a stuffed doll and wore a white dress, he might nod in agreement. But now Yang Ming leaned against the hood of the hovercar, took out an e-cigarette, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring. My price isnt low. I have money! The girl hurriedly said, I have lots of money! Yang Ming gently blinked his right eye. ` Chapter 88 - Chapter 88: 054 General Social Etiquette Chapter 88: 054 General Social Etiquette ` She was extorted. Emilia Moon was now absolutely certain that she had been extorted by this man named Yang Ming! He even siphoned off the equivalent of one million Federation Coins from her private vault in Wind Coins! Moreover, Princess Emilia now had to endure this shameless mans flirtation with her maid, while she could only sit squeezed between the guards and the living officer, wearing sunglasses, resting her chin on her hand, and remaining silent. What a dreadful adventure outside the palace. The floating car headed toward the center of Ilando City. The scene of the incident was already in chaos. The attack ship hadnt attacked the other two bulletproof cars. After Yang Ming picked up Emilia and the other three, he had Lyu use an anonymous information channel to send the news of the Fourth Princess being with the fake Talisha to Gudun Mah. Gudun Mah immediately ordered the small attack ship to stop, forced the other two bulletproof cars to a halt, and captured eight Royal Guards from them. Through interrogation, they confirmed the accuracy of this anonymous message. This terrified Gudun Mah and the other two military bigshots, causing them to break out in a cold sweat. They had nearly ignited a civil war in this nation! Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧͨ. A new problem followed. Where had the Fourth Princess gone? The military found the empty bulletproof car in the emergency lane of the tunnel, with the Fourth Princess and her accompanying maid (the fake Talisha), living officer, and female guard all gone. Gudun Mah stared at the videos transmitted from the scene, lost in thought. Was this Yang Mings purpose for coming? Did the New Federation intend to gradually seize the entire Luofeng Empire by manipulating the Fourth Princess? Or was it that the New Federation didnt want to see the Luofeng Empire fall into civil war and so sent Yang Ming to prevent this foolish act? Gudun Mah analyzed it in a meticulous and methodical manner. He was somewhat bewildered by the New Federations intentions. In the past decade or so, the New Federation had always wanted to instigate a revolution in the Luofeng Empire, overthrow or marginalize the Wind royal family, using the slogan of freedom as cover to turn the place into their actual colony, simultaneously striking at the Sherman Empires peripheral forces. Gudun Mah couldnt help but suspect that his mentor, the wise and deeply strategic old fox, had deliberately refrained from verifying who was on the floating car and instead had issued the attack order directly. If that were the case, what plans should he make for himself? Gudun Mah kept pondering. Sir! A captains avatar appeared in the corner of the projection screen, reporting quickly, The Royal Household has sent a reply, requesting us not to disclose the Fourth Princesss outing. The Fourth Princess merely went out for some fun, to see the grandeur of the Empire. The military attack ships mistake in locking onto the Fourth Princesss car has been conveyed to the Emperor. Also, the Royal Guards have gone out to look for the Fourth Princess, and military operations on the surface should cease immediately. Gudun Mah nodded, Follow their directive. Reply that the defense corps on the Head Star await the Emperors command. Yes! The captains avatar disappeared. Gudun Mah leaned back in his seat, letting out a gentle sigh, feeling it necessary to seek an audience with the Emperor soon. Yang Ming, what do you really want? Mr. Yang Ming, may I ask you a question? Inside the slowly moving floating car. Yang Ming, who was humming a tune, was interrupted by the inquiring voice from the back. The young Princess Emilia had already pushed her sunglasses up to her forehead, gazing at Yang Ming with her bright eyes. Taking money in exchange for eliminating troubles. Yang Ming replied with a smile, Of course, my employer. Emilia asked softly, Why didnt they scan our floating car? I used a little technical trick, Yang Ming said warmly, Over the years, with the continuous development of high technology, people have increasingly relied on machines, believing the results they see through them. However, when you have a technological advantage, machines are even easier to deceive than humans. Emilia blinked, So, do you possess such a technological advantage? Of course, Yang Ming laughed, Im a businessman; what businessmen love most is exploiting opportunities, going on adventures, developing some new technologies. Ordinary businessmen would not have the means to remotely control my vehicle. Emilias gaze became incredibly sharp, showing a maturity beyond her years. She continued speaking: You were monitoring us, werent you? When we left the hotel, you knew I was in the car and then followed us, trying to do somethingis that right? Yang Ming frowned secretly. Was this young girl so hard to fool? However, she was ultimately just a girl maturing too fast under royal pressure. Well, since you want to know, its not some unmentionable past. I only recently became a businessman. Yang Ming recalled his past when he played Abyss. That was the time he remembered as the most carefree days. Yang Ming spoke leisurely, Before being persuaded by Uncle Haton to help manage the business, I had a passionate sailing period. I sailed my ship with a few like-minded friends, exploring the hidden corners of the Milky Way, searching for legendary civilization relics, dealing with space pirates, buying supplies on the black market, and battling fiercely with powerful mechanical life and genetically modified lifeforms. Occasionally, we would join battles between legions as mercenaries, taking small flyboats that would shatter upon contact with a main cannon, swarming like locusts into their tails, then drawing our Light Swords and simple Mechas, engaging the Protection Shield, fighting the enemies head-on. ` Chapter 89 - Chapter 89: 054 General Social Etiquette_2 Chapter 89: 054 General Social Etiquette_2 ` Sometimes we find ourselves stuck in a predicament, encountering troubles. Partners might argue, differences arise, old friends leave, new friends arrive, and then we embark on the next grand intergalactic voyage You could say I used to be a bounty hunter. The fake Talisha, along with the female bodyguard and living officer beside Emilia, looked at Yang Ming with admiration. Bounty hunter? Emilias eyes sparkled. She asked softly, A mercenary who does anything for money? Yang Ming: Actually, they werent just in it for the money; in the game, it was also about gaining experience points, skill books, valuable resources, fulfilling collecting hobbies, and so on. Yes, Yang Ming said calmly, but Ive quit that line of work, now learning business from my uncle. Emilia asked softly, Why? Your curiosity is a bit too much, Yang Ming replied slowly, Some rather unpleasant things happened. The living officer was a beautiful woman, appearing to be under thirty, exuding a strong feminine charm. She said softly, Your Highness, if the other party has citizenship recognized by another country and no criminal record, we shouldnt pry into their privacy. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0?.? I understand, Emilia said softly, I just think his fees are too high. Yang Ming laughed, Thats because youre worth it. So, where should I take you? Directly near the palace? Im afraid not, Emilia said, Can I hide out at your place for a bit? If the guards or military arrest me now, these three will face a three-to-five-year sentence. The three women traveling with her immediately revealed bitter smiles. Yang Ming asked, Do you have any ideas to prevent that from happening? I want them to pretend to have found me actively, Emilia said, That way they can redeem themselves, and I also need to contact my second brother in advance to pressure the interior officials. Plus, I want to see how things develop if I go missing, putting some pressure on my father and brothers. Yang Ming slightly frowned, The place I live is the hotel you visited earlier. As long as you appear in public, you cant escape the ubiquitous surveillance. I can solve this problem The beautiful living officer interrupted Yang Ming, her face showing a hint of embarrassment as she said softly, Im a super core member of that hotel, theres a secret passage available, absolutely no surveillance. I can even book a room no one would know about. Oh, Yang Ming raised an eyebrow, exchanging a glance with the living officer through the rearview mirror. Emilia puzzled, Why do you have a super core membership there? Do you often go? Your Highness Im a mentally and physically healthy single woman Huh? Emilia tilted her head. Yang Ming laughed, Children shouldnt ask too much. Youll understand the social etiquette among the nobility when you grow up. Emilia slightly pouted. Im not a noble, just an ordinary professional woman, Mr. Bounty Hunter, the living officer retorted, then started to focus on the booking. Yang Ming twitched his nose slightly. He sensed a hint of springtime in the air. The disappearance of the Fourth Princess caused a minor panic in Ilando City. It was minor because ordinary citizens didnt feel anything, continuing with their jobs and entertainment as usual. The panic was mainly among insiders in the military and forces controlled by the royal family. The royal family worried that the military might have seized the adorable little princess, the apple of the emperors eye. The military feared the royal family would feel threatened, leading to a direct confrontation. No news came out of the emperors study. The three princes soon received the information, the Second Prince sent his trusted guards to join the search for Emilia. Vehicles with gold-trimmed license plates raced everywhere; Men and women in branded uniform coats set up inspections at various intersections. Small spacecraft were stationed at the citys edges. Gudun Mah, controlling the military forces around the Head Star, urgently landed on the surface, entered the Imperial Palace to apologize to the Emperor, and shifted responsibility for the previous mislocked incident onto false intelligence released by external spies. However, amidst this stormy situation, Kolev was awakened by Yang Mings call. At his hotel room door, he received two large boxes of takeout delicacies from room service. Kolev couldnt help but mutter, What kind of mischief is my troublesome nephew up to? A few minutes later, Lyu turned off the hallway surveillance near the starlight suite. Kolev sauntered out with the two takeout boxes, and following Lyus guidance, entered the elevator at the end of the hallway, feeling around what seemed just a metal panel at the back, successfully activating another elevator panel. Oh, theres really a thirty-fifth floor? The old pirate quickly understood what was happening. Upon arriving at the thirty-fifth floor, Kolev saw before him a dozen forks in the path. He entered the third one on the left, reaching a place with what appeared to be rather valuable artwork, found the hidden code lock, and under Lyus guidance, opened the secret door concealed by the artwork. Wow, it really is a secret suite. Kolev squinted, smiling, though the smile soon froze a little. In the suite, he saw Yang Ming, the fake Talisha, and two young women. The old pirate scrutinized Yang Ming with a judgmental gaze, My dear nephew, you should take care of your health. Yang Ming shrugged, Im quite robust. I used to think that too, Kolev set the takeout aside, walked to the doorframe where Yang Ming stood, glanced inside instinctively, then frowned a little deeper. Kolev whispered, Dont tell me Hey, not even I in my day would ever engage in such unethical behavior! Yang Ming said calmly, Uncle Haton, this is the Fourth Princess of the Wind Empire, Emilia, and over here are her maid, living officer, and female bodyguard. Oh, this Kolev rubbed his temples, Fine, tell me what happened after I wake up; I must be dreaming right now. Yang Ming turned his head and called, Your Highness, your childrens meal is here. I ordered a regular meal! Emilia muttered, while the living officer had already started unwrapping the food. Kolev pulled Yang Ming aside to mutter in a corner. Yang Ming briefly explained that he had accidentally saved Emilia and, in front of the other four people, swore that he definitely hadnt stirred up any trouble. Kolev shook his head, In that case, you should return to your room to rest; if the reputation of a nations princess is tarnished, quite dreadful things could occur. Im already planning to return. Emilia put down her fries, called her living officer over, and whispered a few words. The living officer nodded slightly, then said softly, Rest assured, Ill express gratitude on your behalf, personally see him off later, and invite this gentleman for a cup of coffee. Skip the coffee, Yang Ming laughed, You better not go out, its easy to be exposed. Despite his words, the living officer insisted on escorting Yang Ming and Kolev out of the hidden suite, gently closing the painting door. You can just see us off to here, Kolev said softly. The living officer smiled and nodded, then moved to the next painting and winked at Yang Ming. Yang Ming received the signal. After sending Kolev back to the starlight suite, Yang Ming took the hidden elevator again, returning to the thirty-fifth floor, and stood in front of the painting where the living officer had last stood. The painting wall slowly slid open, revealing a fair hand that grasped Yang Mings collar, gently pulling him into the newly opened suite. The dim lighting in the room reflected the beauty before him, igniting a warm rush in Yang Mings heart. The two figures came together like magnets. On the bedside table, the electric drawer opened automatically, revealing a box of contraceptives. This is a reward, she whispered lightly in Yang Mings ear. From the Empire? No, a personal reward for my own warrior. Ha, yawn. Emilia yawned, hugging a pillow on the bed, muttering, Why hasnt the living officer returned, its been two hours since she left. Shes engaging in social activities, the fake Talisha said softly, Your Highness should sleep, do you want me to tell you a story? Ive grown up, and Im trying to help our country, I dont need just tell me the story of Little Bear Gulu Gulu Okay, Your Highness, sleep peacefully. ` Chapter 90 - Chapter 90: 055 Face the Gale! Chapter 90: 055 Face the Gale! ` As the morning sunlight streamed in through the window, Yang Ming, exhausted from the night, opened his eyes. He instinctively patted the pillow beside him, remembering that he returned to his own suite last night and didnt linger in the gentle embrace for long. How do you feel, boss? Lyus sneaky voice piped up beside him. Yang Mings expression was quite indescribable. A few beams of light intertwined from his watch, and Lyu cheerfully emerged, staring at the pensive Yang Ming, wondering, Why do you feel disappointed, boss? Based on my observations of the human species, your performance last night, if not unparalleled, was at least outstanding. Yang Ming sighed deeply. That sister knew more than I did. Lyu generated a few question marks above her head to express her misunderstanding of this subtle feeling. She complained, Boss, if you want to indulge in your desires in the future, please consider the increased workload for your assistant. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?.? Your biological information cannot be leaked casually. Although you took protective measures and used the machine that hardens the skin to prevent flake shedding, its still not foolproof. I need to monitor the target closely for more than a month. Yang Ming cleared his throat, Alright, lets not discuss topics unrelated to business. Did they return? Yes, boss, said Lyu softly. The princesss mental endurance is very limited. When pressure from all sides accelerated to swell, she quickly couldnt hold on anymore. Last night, she hastily staged a scene with three trusted people finding her, blaming everything on her desire to see an opera. What about the lady-in-waiting, the guards, and the fake Talisha? Temporarily safe, Lyu said softly. And the militarys reaction? Quite interesting, Lyu said in a lighthearted tone. Most of the militarys top brass want to maintain the status quo. Gudun Mah made a late-night audience with the Emperor of the Luofeng Empire, and although the two merely had a simple cup of tea, the signal released to the outside world was one of military submission to the royal family. This was also a tiny initiative the princess secured for the royal family in her brash action. The Emperor didnt blame the princess, instead consoled her with a few words, only telling her not to go out casually. The lady-in-waiting and guards were warned, and the fake Talisha was transferred to serve the First Prince, likely becoming a bargaining chip in the princes negotiations with the military. Yang Ming pondered for a moment. He wouldnt let a mere one-night stand sway his judgment of the situation. Thankfully, I have foresight, Yang Ming chuckled, we made a total of one and a half million from the princess! The usual plan? Yeah, the usual plan. A million to invest in the New Federations stock market and fifty thousand as a reserve fund, Yang Ming said coolly, the factory costs can be handed over to Kolev. Boss, your move to fleece your subordinates is simply to my liking. Yang Ming exchanged a glance with Lyu and then chuckled softly. Everything they planned next would cost money. Developing the administrative star and assembling a powerful fleetall required astronomical figures, and they had to learn to reduce costs from the start. But, boss, Lyu asked softly, what do you think of this princess? Specifically? Potential, leadership qualities, things like that. Yang Ming adjusted his collar in front of the mirror, thought for a while, and said slowly, I understand what you mean, Lyu. After the first test, well have a second, a third. If we can control the Luofeng Empire entirely in the future, there will be tremendous advantages. Yes, boss. Lyu, human hearts are treacherous, human nature like a beast hiding in the darkness, ready to show its fangs. The princess is full of uncertainties. Yang Ming smiled, continuing, At this stage, trying to seize a planet is already very difficult, not to mention running such a massive regime. Lets first stand firm on the first step. Okay, boss, Ive devised two plan routes based on the current situation in the Luofeng Empire. A screenshot appeared on Yang Mings watch. The first route: Military merit. Rising rapidly in the Luofeng Empires army, taking advantage of Gudun Mahs convenience. The advantage is a quick promotion, as long as there is money and connections. The disadvantage is needing to muddy along with the military, likely having to dirty ones hands. The second route: Royal family. Approach the Second Prince, who lacks ambition, through the princess, then find a way onto the official career path. The advantage is a possibly quicker effect, while maintaining high-frequency noble social interactions. The disadvantage is being prone to getting caught between various forces. Yang Ming pondered deeply for a moment, speaking slowly, How about finding a way to enter the military from the royal family? Lyu was a bit puzzled, But, the royal family and the military are opposing forces right now. Indeed, Yang Ming said warmly, but the royal familys most urgent matter now is probably reclaiming military power. If we get involved in this process, it will offer us more opportunities. Lyu, your study of strategy is still lacking. Lyu remained silent for a moment, It all depends on your performance. What we need to do now is just wait. Yang Ming did a chest expansion exercise, feeling that his physical fitness was slightly declining from not working out these days. He casually tapped, and a hidden interface in the projection screen before him appeared, with a dark red box popping up. This was his personally designed attribute board. ID: 0000000001 Character Name: Yang Ming Title: High-dimensional Ancient Relic Cadet, Subordinate Ancient God Life Form, Wanderer Occupation: Genetically Modified Enhanced Warrior Comprehensive Strength Assessment: C (For reference: Valkyries first-phase status is B) Potential Threat Level: Ship Destruction Level (Squad Level, Team Level, Ship Destruction Level, Legion Level, Planet Level, Dreadnought Level, Constant Star Level, Divine Envoy Level, Star Cluster Level, Cosmic Level.) Below the comprehensive strength assessment, there were various attributes such as strength, agility, and maximum speed. It included an equipment section, and all enemy defense equipment such as the Light Sword and Light Shield had been meticulously graded by Lyu. Without this thing, Yang Ming always felt like something was missing. Later, any improvements in his indices would be recorded and updated by Lyu. As for that potential threat level, it was outright copied from Abyss. The potential index for Valkyrie was at the Planet Level. Yang Ming estimated that his current potential was at most at the Legion Level. Three high-ranking Thought Bodies claiming to be of secondary civilization, the Patroller, the Grave Keeper, and the Examiner, had once given Yang Ming some hints. After passing the first phase of trials, Yang Ming could choose the type of technology he wanted to undertake, including the technological accumulation in the direction of gene fusion. As long as Yang Ming could obtain new Ancient God Cells, absorb and digest these technological accumulations, and develop genuinely usable instruments, it would be completely possible to enhance his potential further and transform himself into a humanoid Ancient God. In short, in terms of personal strength, there was a bright future ahead. So far, the benefits Yang Ming had reaped through this strength were too many to count. Whiz! Yang Ming closed his personal panel, smiling as he looked at the scenery outside the window. Today will probably be another day of property viewing. Boss, Lyu chuckled, that guy is here again. 026? Yes, boss, Lyu chuckled, theyve prepared an entirely new script; it seems they want to stick with the persona of the rich young lady. Yang Mings expression was somewhat peculiar. He shook his head, Dont bother with such trivial matters, keep an eye on the royal family and the military. As for Gudun Mah, I still need to find an opportunity to deal with him. Okay, boss, remember the safety measures, hehe. Screw you. Kolev found Yang Ming in the cafeteria, rushing up with a spring in his step and blinking several times at Yang Ming. Did that one leave? She left, Yang Ming smiled, Uncle, what do you want to eat? Ill go get it for you. Oh, no need, Ill just grab something casually, Kolev said, casually picking up the knife and fork next to Yang Ming, beginning to share Yang Mings simple breakfast. The old man mumbled, See, I said it was a dream. Yang Ming raised his eyebrows but didnt explain further. We have to continue checking site locations for the factory today, Kolev said, but in the afternoon, we need to come back early; Ive scheduled an afternoon tea with two ladies. Yang Ming suspiciously glanced at Kolevs old waist. Kolev glared at Yang Ming, Dont overthink, Im old. If my daughter finds out about this, shell go to her mothers grave to lay flowers again. Haha, Yang Ming wondered, did she really do that? More than once, Kolev spread his hands, even though shes my daughter, I have to admit, at times, her desire for control is a bit overbearing. Several suit-clad bodyguards at the door burst in despite the waitstaffs attempts to stop them. A slightly petite figure pressed on their heels, striding quickly towards Yang Ming and Kolev with high heels and a thin strap shoulder bag, a flurry of motion drawing attention from many guests. This was a young girl with a near-perfect figure, elegant makeup, flowing long hair, and slim legs, meeting all the current beauty trends. When men developed an interest in her figure, just a glance at her pure, sweet round face would incite a faint feeling of guilt. Kolev looked up, reminding Yang Ming, Is she looking for you? Yang Ming slowly looked up, somewhat puzzled. 026 bit her lip, a few traces of anger on her faceclearly, her acting had improved compared to yesterday. Hello, is something the matter? Yang Ming asked softly, continuing to fiddle with his utensils. She grabbed her bag and slammed it into Yang Mings chest. There wasnt much force behind the designer bag, seemingly purely an emotional release Face the wind! Instinctively, Yang Ming swung his right arm, the back of his hand snapping against the bag and sending it flying back with several times the speed! Bang! 026 was hit by the returning bag, staggering backward and landing flat on her backside, momentarily dizzy, a large red mark appearing on her forehead, and tears quickly forming at the corners of her eyes. Yang Ming hadnt meant for his reflexive action to be so harsh. Two thoughts flashed through his mind: he saw this potentially as an opportunity, so he quickly stood up, somewhat tensely leaning in to check on her. Are you alright? I didnt expect such a perfect setup, Im a handball player Oh, Im terribly sorry, I think we should go to the hospital! Hospital? 026 immediately became alert. She endured the searing pain and quickly shook her head. If she went to the hospital, even a simple blood test would expose the drugs she used! But Yang Ming pressed on, We must go to the hospital to have it looked at, madam. To express my remorse, I will cover all your expenses. Obviously, his conversation with 026 was relayed to Karmis ears through a bug on 026s button. The bodyguards were already rushing forward, shouting at Yang Ming. Let go of our young lady! You scoundrel! What have you done to our young lady! Was Karmi trying to reel in 026? Yang Ming laughed inwardly, quietly asking, Theyre your bodyguards, not undercover police, right? Y-yes, 026 said pitifully, red forehead and all. Yang Ming stood up, calmly taking off his suit jacket and tossing it onto an empty chair next to Kolev. Dressed in gray suit pants and a gray vest, he looked even more upright. Yang Ming flexed his wrist and neck. Kolev immediately displayed an excited expression, shoving a sausage into his mouth. The bodyguards exchanged glances. Yang Ming beckoned with a finger, smiling, I cant stand people yelling at me, especially some domesticated attack dogs. The bodyguards were instantly infuriated, clenching their fists and charging forward. 026 instinctively covered her mouth. But Yang Ming had already moved nimbly, landing a simple knee strike to the abdomen of the foremost bodyguard. The motion was natural and smooth, holding back a lot of his strength. ` Chapter 91 - Chapter 91: 056 Hello, Gudun Mah Chapter 91: 056 Hello, Gudun Mah ` Fighting in public is really boring. Yang Ming slowly wiped his palm, watching the few men lying on the ground moaning. The impulse to brawl that had been churning earlier finally subsided. To avoid drawing too much attention, he had taken a few punches on purpose as well. Uncle, Yang Ming said with a smile, help me cover the medical bills and send away the police who will be arriving soon. Ill take this lady to the hospital. Kolev shrugged, Leave the aftermath to me. Its the fate of old people to clean up after the young. Yang Ming squinted with a smile and turned to look at 026 behind him, suddenly noticing her tearful eyes. She looked quite pretty. Perhaps it was because Yang Mings gaze still held a hint of fierceness that 026 shivered and dared not meet his eyes. Yang Ming walked over voluntarily and crouched in front of her. Do you need help getting up? 026 shook her head, then quickly nodded. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????. Yang Ming almost laughed aloud, dismissing the idea of picking her up directly. A gentleman holds to a gentlemans ways. Moments later, Yang Ming was driving a newly rented hover car slowly along the main road outside the hotel. Due to last nights speeding, the previous hover car already had a record, and although Lyu erased the traces from the municipal network, it was still somewhat riskysomeone might have taken a photo. Through Lyus manipulative operations, the car was successfully returned to the rental company, and Yang Ming rented a more luxurious car. After resting for a while in the passenger seat, 026 gradually calmed down. She took a few deep breaths, looking at Yang Ming with her red, pitiful eyes. Im Im really fine, really dont need to go to the hospital. Thats not possible, Yang Ming said, identifying the road signs ahead and passing by several police cars with a whoosh, I inadvertently harmed a lovely lady, which is a great sin for me. 026 couldnt help but say, They might need the hospital more. Yang Ming laughed, I was brawling with them. Theres no reason to send them to the hospital. But youre different, 026. 026 suddenly stiffened, her pupils slightly contracting; she quickly turned to stare at Yang Ming, only to see his calm profile. His chiseled jawline was both sharp and full of intense masculine strength. Yang Ming, looking ahead, spoke softly, Whats your name now? Are you still using your real name, Monifa? 026 raised her hand to undo the seatbelt. But her hands were trembling. Then Ill continue to call you by your number, Yang Ming said calmly, Dont worry, 026, I dont mean harm to you; I understand your difficult situation. A powerful general has Karmi training you. You were originally going to serve the Third Prince, correct? Answer me; we need to communicate. Let me go, can I? I I dont know anything I wont harm you, Yang Ming opened the mini-fridge in the central control area, handing her a bottle of water, To me, you pose no threat. 026 was so nervous her breathing was almost labored. She didnt even know how she finished the bottle of water, or how many blocks they drove around. Yang Ming gave her ample time to calm down and see the situation clearly. Feeling better? Yang Ming asked. Yes, 026 sniffed, turning to look at Yang Ming with incredibly complex eyes. To her feeling, the man driving next to her seemed like a master of fate. Indifferent, aloof, he nonchalantly held her ridiculous fate, tightly gripping it. Yang Ming said slowly, Im not a good person, so you dont need to see me as your savior. I have no desire to harm an unfortunate person. Answer me one question, how does Gudun Mah want you to control me? 026 didnt know her next answer was tightly connected to her immediate fate. Yang Ming had already gotten intelligence about the addiction agent. She paused for almost half a minute. Its an addiction agent, sir, 026 said softly, a type of nerve agent that provides a temporary sense of euphoria, requiring daily use twice. If we develop a close relationship, the addiction agent will make you dependent on me Sorry I didnt know how to refuse I never intended to harm anyone Yang Ming murmured, Youre lucky you told the truth. Before this, I hadnt decided how to deal with you. 026 suddenly burst into tears. She tried to hold back, but the tears fell like unstrung crystal beads. She rubbed repeatedly with the back of her hand, unable to close the floodgates in her eyes. Yang Ming reached out with his right hand, gently patting her shoulder. The hover car drove into the coastal area. He didnt head for the hospital. Outside was blue sky, white clouds, and a stretch of white sandy beach. The girl in the passenger seat kept sobbing. She stared out at the scenery, her eyes sometimes dull, sometimes sparked with light, but the spark quickly extinguished like a dying ember. She might die, perhaps. Or become a plaything for them. Or be punished with a forced withdrawal from the drug, a fate worse than death, before being sent to approach other targets. Can I get off here, sir? Yes, Yang Ming said, I know, saying to take hold of your fate might be ironic for you, and I shouldnt say it, but in the end while alive, never give up easily. Thank you. 026 said softly, pushing the car door open and standing quietly on the sidewalk for a few seconds before heading toward the nearby beach. The car door closed automatically. Yang Ming leaned back in the seat, watching 026s silhouette through the rearview mirror. Boss, Lyus voice was cold and unruffled, I must remind you, while you may alter an individuals tragedy, there are countless tragedies like this in the current society. True social progress relies on technological, intellectual, and systematic advancements. Striving to pass the assessment and engage with high-dimensional civilization can achieve such effects. Yang Ming slightly pursed his lips. Its time to have a chat with our dear deputy chief of staff, infiltrate the supply ship hes on. Boss, preparations were completed ten minutes ago. Yang Ming pulled out the folded tactical sunglasses from his coat pocket, putting them on calmly. Hello there. Gudun Mah. This was just two short days, yet Gudun Mah felt as if it spanned two Galaxy Years. Too many things had happened in these two days. Of course, compared to the tragic death of the palace maid, the true-false Talisha, the Fourth Princess leaving the palace, and the Emperors admonishment, what truly troubled Gudun Mah was only that man. The man who easily grasped all his weaknesses, leaving him no choice but to counterattack with the addiction agent. Yang Ming. 026 had already started the second action, which inexplicably made Gudun Mah anxious. He was restless, constantly calculating 026s chances of success; simultaneously, he worried that if Yang Ming saw through his plan, he might face even greater problems. Even twenty years ago, when he was trapped in the heart of the rebel forces on the Fifth Administrative Star, Gudun Mah had not felt such a degree of anxiety. He wanted to find something to stabilize his mood Click, click-click. A slight noise suddenly came from the wall behind him. It was the location of the secret door. Gudun Mah had just placed three mechanical soldiers inside as emergency self-defense forces. The secret door opened without warning. A mechanical soldier, a meter and a half tall, stepped out, its light red eyes fixed on Gudun Mah. Gudun Mah frowned. Was it an operational error? Instinctively, Gudun Mah reached for the laser gun hidden beneath the table. The mechanical soldier calmly raised its laser rifle, the safety already off. Without hesitation, it fired, the purple Light Bullet hitting the energy shield button beside Gudun Mahs hand! Gudun Mah jumped up, immediately trying to activate the alarm. If I were you, I wouldnt do something so unwise. Yang Mings voice! The voice was being transmitted through the mechanical soldiers throat speaker. Gudun Mahs movement froze mid-action. Come over here, my dear Mah. Gudun Mahs Adams apple trembled, cold sweat already appearing on his forehead. He slowly stood up straight, his lean face turning pale and bloodless. Mr. Yang Ming, please let me explain, I Come over here, come to me. The mechanical soldier beckoned. Gudun Mah took two steps forward. The mechanical soldier suddenly lifted its left foot, the foot stomping hard into Gudun Mahs abdomen, sending him flying to slam against the chair back. Gudun Mah curled up, clutching his abdomen, not daring to cry out. The only reason youre alive is that you still have value to me. The mechanical soldier slowly approached, crouching down beside Gudun Mah, one hand gripping Gudun Mahs throat. Ive been watching you. These laughable military technologies of yours are just toys to me. Mah, I want to cooperate well with you, you should understand what I mean. Gudun Mah nodded vigorously. I was thinking of sending you one of your second sons fingers, but that would be too traumatizing for a child. Theyre not innocent, are they, Mah? They owe their pleasure to you and must bear part of the sins you committed. No I beg you Gudun Mah pleaded hoarsely. You disappoint me, but I still have to give you another chance, which is the most frustrating part. The mechanical soldier threw Gudun Mah to the ground. Youll keep these three mechanical soldiers around you, wont you? Yes, Ill keep them here, you can watch me any time. You wont harm 026, and youll ensure Karmi takes care of her, right? Yes, yes, sir! I lost my head for a moment! Yang Ming controlled the mechanical soldier to nod. The mechanical soldier turned to leave. Just as Gudun Mah was about to stand up, the mechanical soldier suddenly turned, using its alloy foot to kick harshly at the center of Gudun Mahs bottom. The latter held his backside tightly, pain sweating his forehead as he gritted his teeth not to cry out. This old bastard. The mechanical soldier walked back into the secret door, coolly closing it behind. In the car, Yang Ming quietly removed the glasses, the previously somber mood dispelled, his entire being filled with energy. Boss, Lyus voice sounded, Kolev has sent a communication request, theres a situation on his end. Connect it. Hey! My dear nephew! Kolev deliberately lowered his voice, with a hint of excitement. Come back soon! Someone wants to send us a big gift! Hahaha! Its a literal gift, not that damn metaphor! Okay, Ill be right back. Yang Ming hung up the communication, started the hover cars engine. He glanced at the rearview mirror, then turned to search, finding the petite figure already reaching the beach. 026 squatted at the edge of the waves, her fingers moving unconsciously in the sand, leaving a trail of irregular circles. Lyu asked softly, Boss, make her one of our own? She holds no value. Yang Ming shook his head, decisively stepping on the accelerator. In the plan to seize the Luofeng Empire, he hadnt even secured the first step, and he had no right to squander compassion. ` Chapter 92 - Chapter 92: 057 Yang Mings First Factory Chapter 92: 057 Yang Mings First Factory You only need to sign here and pay the amount specified in our contract, then follow us to the Industrial Administration Bureau to transfer ownership, and this chemical factory will be yours. In the corner of the hotel lobby, on the sofa reserved for receiving guests. Yang Ming and Kolev leaned back in unison, their expressions nearly identical. Slightly excited. Full of doubt. How could there be such a good deal? One million Federation Coins to buy a fully equipped, continuously profitable chemical factory? Not to mention anything else, just the factorys business license alone is worth several million Federation Coins. And the few products it produces are indispensable catalysts in the production of Rhodium-6! Although it is only a medium-sized chemical factory, this is undoubtedly a highly lucrative deal. Uncle Haton, Yang Ming whispered to Kolev, An old ladys gift? Kolev wondered, Could there be a trap in the production patents? The professionally dressed manager reminded them with a smile: Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0??. I must say, you two are extremely lucky. This factory only needs to operate for half a year to return your investment, and its located on the outskirts of Ilando City. Just six months ago, the environmental system and core production workshop were upgraded, almost eliminating the need for any maintenance investment for a decade. Yang Ming and Kolevs doubts deepened. Sign it, Uncle, Yang Ming winked at Kolev, Theres nothing wrong with this contract. Oh, Kolev murmured, Ive always wanted you to start your own venture. How about we make this deal in your name? No, no, no, Uncle, Yang Ming grimaced, I think there might be a trap here. Theres no such thing as a free lunch. Kolev swore, Then why did you ask me to sign? Your family is wealthy, not afraid of contract disputes, Yang Ming chuckled, I dont have much money. The managers smile turned somewhat awkward. He explained vaguely: I cant reveal the specifics to you two, as per my clients request This is a gift for Mr. Yang Ming, to express gratitude for Mr. Yang Mings assistance to my clients sister. My client heard you two were scouting for a factory to invest in on this beautiful planet, so why not add one more chemical factory? This industry is in demand right now. Ding-ding! Yang Mings watch popped up a message with two key phrases. [Second Princes property]. [Procedures flawless]. The Second Prince? Based on available information, the Second Prince had been ruled out as a candidate for the Crown Prince, known for his lazy and pleasure-seeking character, rarely contacting ministers but maintaining a good relationship with the Fourth Princess. Was this purely an expression of gratitude? Or did the Second Prince have other intentions? Yang Ming pondered for a few seconds over the contract wrapped in gold foil before him, decisively picked up a pen, wrote down his own name, and then pushed the contract towards Kolev. Uncle, lets do it together. This contract really has no issues, a friend wants to express gratitude. Oh, what kind of gratitude is so expensive? Kolev muttered, but he no longer hesitated and signed his name. The professional manager breathed a sigh of relief. He fully understood the worries of the uncle and nephew. Both of you, please follow me. Well first go to the Industrial Administration Bureau for the transfer and notarization, and I will take you to your chemical factory to complete the handover. Yang Ming and Kolev exchanged looks, still wary. In matters of investment, compared to Yang Ming, Kolev was obviously more cautious. They were still tense as they processed the transfer procedures at the nearby office of the Industrial Administration Bureau. They popped champagne in the extended luxury hover car provided by the mediator, but Kolevs smile was barely convincing. And when they arrived in front of the plant named Ilandos Twelfth Chemical Factory, and were welcomed by a line of over a hundred human employees, Kolevs expression remained somewhat cold. Finally, as Kolev sat in the factory managers office, reviewing the financial statements of the past few years, the old mans tense nerves gradually relaxed. The old guy soon began to smile broadly. Yang Ming stood by, watching the digitally displayed numbers for a while, then unilaterally declared himself unfit, feeling dizzy and withdrawing from the battle. Kolev, wearing glasses, was meticulous, occasionally using his own square glasses to perform some arithmetic calculations. The factory managers office was not luxurious, directly connected to the warehouse below. From the glass in front, Yang Ming could overview the entire warehouse. This office was previously used by a deputy manager named Peijili; the position of factory manager had always been filled by administrative staff, who did not participate in actual management, only overseeing production safety. At that moment, Deputy Manager Peijili stood at the office door, forehead sweating. Peijili didnt know why he felt nervous, but he was now certain, his good days were over. Behind Peijili, more than ten factory management staff stood quietly, their expressions somewhat anxious. Yang Ming, hands in pockets, looked at the busy production robots in the warehouse, and asked in a calm voice: Uncle, any issues with the accounts? From what I see now, there arent any major problems, Kolevs statement gave those outside the door some relief. But Kolev softly clicked his tongue: But you know, my dear nephew, this factory was originally managed on behalf of an agency, which made the oversight environment here quite lax. Chapter 93 - Chapter 93: 057 Yang Mings First Factory_2 Chapter 93: 057 Yang Mings First Factory_2 Under such circumstances, small issues tend to arise. For example, someone might exploit a programming loophole to promote their younger relatives within the factory, assigning them wages beyond their years of service. Outside the door, two people exchanged furtive glances. Or perhaps to skim money when purchasing raw materials by taking a kickback from the regular supplier. The vice factory manager and most of the management staff showed subtle changes in their expressions. Kolev continued, Therell always be a few rats tampering with the production logs. For instance, if we produce a hundred products today, the log records ninety-five, and the remaining five quietly seep into the market at a lower price. As long as everything inside and outside the workshop is done cleverly enough, no issues will arise. The management team remained collectively silent; they had already devised a strategy. Yang Ming glanced at them and with a smile said, So, uncle, whats the solution in this case? You handle it, my dear nephew. Its about time we tested your decision-making skills. Kolev adjusted his glasses and spoke slowly, We can directly resort to legal procedures and audit all the accounts from the past three years. If we decide to investigate, the upstream and downstream manufacturers must provide the relevant documents. Some astute upstream factories might even record the kickbacks in their own accounts. The Wind Empires economic crime legislation on embezzlement will protect this factorys legal rights, and any recovered economic losses would enhance the factorys assets, all of which we would receive in full. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0??. Yang Ming raised an eyebrow. Sounds good. Of course, Kolev laughed, we could also turn a blind eye and let bygones be bygones. However, it would be hard for me to trust someone who has behaved this way. Yang Ming nodded with a smile, his gaze slicing through the crowd outside like a knife. Yang Ming tapped the face of his watch and said softly, In fact, before I arrived, I already enlisted a skilled private detective to gather some data for me. Yang Ming raised his hand, and the display screen switched to the scene outside the door, a few lists appearing before the vice factory manager. The vice factory manager stared at it, his legs immediately weakening. I, I request to resign! he trembled, shouting. Yang Ming smiled and said, Granted, but you must ensure a proper handover. Youre a man of integrity, arent you? Yes! No problem! Please show mercy. I only did what they were all doing Very well, theres no need to create panic, my vice factory manager. I am merely a businessman, and my principle is to get along with others. Yang Ming paused and then said warmly, Everyone, I dont wish to drive anyone to despair. If you desperately need this job, prepare a personal asset inventory within half an hour to prove you have heavy loans to repay. Then sign a promissory note, promising only to claim your legal salary in the future, and I will let you continue working. Next, my uncle will moderately increase the bonuses for each position. But you must understand one thing, here and now, my uncle and I are in charge. Kolev chuckled softly at the sight. He hadnt misjudged. This guy was a pure pirate. He had only been in the factory for less than an hour, yet he had completely disrupted the internal hierarchy, with the vice factory manager voluntarily resigning and middle managements weaknesses all in his hands. Managing a factory and managing a pirate group were essentially the same thing. It was all a game of winning the hearts of people. They worked into the night before Yang Ming and Kolev settled into a basic hotel beside the factory. The two of them discussed and decided to build a simple villa within the factory as their residence. Yang Mings watch recharged its battery. Kolev opened his online terminal, projecting the factorys 3D map nearby as they ate and discussed. The benefits from this factory should be decent, Kolev said. The lower limit is not low, nor is the upper limit high. You owe the Second Prince a huge favor. Indeed, Yang Ming chuckled, but I dont intend to repay it. Hahaha! The Second Prince probably discovered your talents from the small princesss description. My dear nephew, he wants to recruit you. Kolev wiped his mouth and sighed contentedly, We need to manage this factory carefully for a while, understand it inside out, and at least get a clear understanding of these facilities. He pointed to the center of the grounds, where a dense cluster of pipelines stood. We need to grasp its basic principles. No need, Yang Ming said. Leave the technical matters to Lyu. Uncle, you should focus on managing the personnel and nurturing talents who can take charge on their own. Youre not planning to get involved, are you? Kolev complained. I knew it! You must be bringing me here to do the labor! Hows the factorys revenue divided? We split it fifty-fifty, Yang Ming raised an eyebrow. Ill even leave my share with you for continued investment. Thats more like it, Kolev replied, satisfied. I didnt expect that even in my old age, Id still be waging battles in the business world. Listen, I have a plan. Yang Ming smiled. Im all ears. Kolev eagerly began to lay out his idea. It roughly involved using the business license to set up branch factories and finding ways to annex similar factories, gradually becoming a giant in this subsection of the industry, thereby gaining control over pricing. However, Yang Ming was not optimistic about this. Ring-6 is the core industry of the Wind, they said. They wouldnt allow any supporting industry to monopolize. Kolev nodded. Thats true too. Oh, my consideration was still insufficient. Lyu suddenly popped up: Boss, why dont we upgrade the manufacturing process? Reduce costs, increase production, minimize human involvement, and enhance the share of fully automated robots. We could have a rapidly developing chemical plant! Yang Ming joked, Do you want the Intelligent Mechanical Crisis Investigation Committee to come knocking at my door? Remember, Lyu, you mustnt modify those manufacturing robots! Thats our current foothold! Alright, Lyu spread his hands. Taking some risks is very necessary, Lyu thinks. Kolev wondered aloud, So what are you thinking? Use this factory as a foundation to build branch factories and establish new production lines, Yang Mings confident voice rang out. The chemical products we need to produce shouldnt be limited to Rhodium-6, but should also target the lifestyle needs of the Wind Empire and the surrounding administrative stars. We need to find ways to compete with products from the New Federation. In these slightly lower-tech fields that dont attract much attention, Lyu can completely attempt some industrial upgrades to increase our competitiveness. Once we complete the initial layout, we can go directly to the Wind Empire authorities to apply for industry protection. Well get as many benefits as we can, tying our factory to the political achievements of local officials and focusing on developing the seven or eight economically backward towns on the back of Ilando Star, leveraging the advantage of low labor costs there. Kolev murmured, We would need a lot of funds; I dont plan on using all my savings. I can only contribute half! It must also be for projects with positive returns! Of course, making money is our second biggest goal. Uncle, the detailed plan is up to you, with Lyu providing comprehensive technical support. Yang Ming smiled and said, As for the other half of the funds, Ill figure something out. One thing is certain: these factories must be entirely under our control. Kolev shrugged, In this kind of system, if the royal family wanted to get us, it would just take a few words. No worries, Yang Ming sank into the soft couch. The royal family wont become our obstacle. Why? Dont be too sure. Yang Ming said, The super corporations are one of our development lines. Ill find ways to get close to the royal family and establish another line of development: military honors, titles of nobility, and fiefdoms. We cant put all our eggs in one basket. Ding-ding! The watch gently vibrated, and Lyu had already read the message Yang Ming just received. Do you have time for a drink, Mr. Ming? Yang Ming wondered, Whose invitation? The Second Prince. See? Yang Ming chuckled lightly. This chemical plant wasnt gifted to us for nothing. Chapter 94 - Chapter 94: 058 Mutual Probing with the Second Prince Chapter 94: 058 Mutual Probing with the Second Prince ` The scheduled meeting with the Second Prince was set for the following morning. Before Yang Ming departed, Kolev and Lyu were busy selecting the style of a model villa. It seemed to be some kind of prefab villa that could be ordered online and installed within half a day. Yang Ming didnt quite understand the direction of interstellar real estate development and had no time to fuss over these minor details; he had only one thing to consider now. How to seize this opportunity to interact with the Second Prince. The place where the Second Prince of the Luofeng Empire resided outside the palace was one of those towering buildings that Yang Ming had seen many times. Taking an elevator crafted with anti-gravity technology, Yang Ming went straight to the top floor of the building. Four brawny men stood in the four corners of the elevator, watching Yang Mings every move with the eyes of hawks. Yang Ming tidied his attire and hairstyle, his tailored gray vest paired with a white shirt, while his neat short hair made him look energetic. The elevator doors slowly opened, revealing two more detection gates that could see through a persons bones. Yang Ming walked in calmly and confidently. Before arriving at the Intelligent Mechanic Dusk, Yang Ming had no way to be sure if he would be flagged by the scanning-type detection device. But now, he could be completely at ease about that. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.0 Ding. Two green lights signaled a successful clearance. A beautiful woman in an elegant long dress stood ahead and bowed to Yang Ming, Mr. Ming, His Highness has been waiting for you for a long time, please follow me. Thank you. Yang Ming calmly followed the woman, walking along a carpeted hallway toward the faint sound of music. The rhythm of the beat Could the Second Prince be partying early in the morning? His Highness is exercising, the woman said softly. A group of female attendants approached from the front, some holding clothes, others carrying trays. Upon encountering Yang Ming, these attendants would respectfully stand against the wall with their heads lowered, showing respect for the Second Princes guest. Yang Ming looked straight ahead, presenting himself as highly upright. He intended to maintain a serious expression throughout the day, given the importance of this opportunity, but two minutes later when Yang Ming arrived at the spacious gym where the Second Prince was working out The pulsating melody. The moving bodies. A middle-aged man dressed in a pink bodysuit, blue yoga pants, and a purple headband was mimicking the aerobic athletes on the big screen, performing all kinds of vigorous moves, liberally releasing masculine hormones. Damn, this was practically visual pollution! Especially since, with the image of the Second Princes tight perky butt in his mind, Yang Ming almost couldnt resist turning his head and dry heaving a bit. Yang Ming endured for seven or eight minutes, maintaining a smile the whole time. Finally, the Second Prince, panting heavily, hands on his hips, stretched in a post-exercise routine as the curtain slowly rose, revealing the area behind. Yang Ming raised an eyebrow. Behind the curtain was a live studio, and the men and women who had just been doing aerobics on TV were now lined up, bowing and greeting the Second Prince. Three drones responsible for filming the program gently descended, quickly collected by staff members. Wow. A real home theater. Was the curtain just superfluous then? His Highness enjoys the texture of the curtain, the lady officer seemed to have noticed Yang Mings puzzlement and softly explained. A female guard stepped forward and whispered a few words beside the Second Prince. The Second Prince turned around, revealing a charming smile on his chiseled, handsome face, then enthusiastically exclaimed in a tone reminiscent of a madman, Woohoo! Yang Ming! Haha! I didnt expect you to be so young! My ears are almost numb from my nagging little sister! Come on! Over here! Yang Ming immediately went up to him. The Second Prince naturally put an arm around Yang Mings shoulders like they had been friends for years. The looks in the eyes of those male and female guards turned quite sharp, fixing intently on Yang Ming. Yang Ming, with his hands behind his back, followed the Second Prince forward, smiling, Its an honor to receive an invitation from a prince of the Empire. If I tell my parents about this, they might be too excited to sleep. Hahaha! Are you teasing me? The Second Prince chuckled, What is royal power without sovereignty? You can consider me your peer, a good-for-nothing second-generation rich kid! Oh, sorry, I meant to say Im the one whos good-for-nothing, no offense intended. Yang Ming laughed, Your Highnesss humor leaves me unsure how to respond. Relax! Dont feel any restraint! The Second Prince patted Yang Mings shoulder and stepped to the side, retreating while speaking, Feel free to wander around here; Im off to take a shower and change into something more formal. If you want anything to eat or drink, just tell these beauties, and theyll fulfill your every need! Yang Ming nodded with a smile, though pondering in his heart. This Second Prince, is he just a carefree playboy or a deep and inscrutable one? Interesting. Mr. Haton, I would advise against going for such a large villa directly. Lyu pointed to the 3D projection in front of them, earnestly stating, First of all, the area of this chemical plant is limited. Youll need to make full use of the land resources here in the future, and building a large structure would require filing in advance with the industrial bureau, which would increase time costs. Secondly, do you intend to replicate your estate from the Cas Federation here? The meaning of such a large estate, aside from being vast and enormous, is it meant to provide dormitories for employees? ` Chapter 95 - Chapter 95: 058 Mutual Probing with the Second Prince_2 Chapter 95: 058 Mutual Probing with the Second Prince_2 ` Oh, Kolev looked utterly dejected, you really like to meddle, cant I even use my own money to buy it? Of course not, Lyu gently pushed up her glasses, making her look both capable and wise in her secretary outfit, although your property is yours, it is something I must account for. You are my bosss only collaborator, and you are about to undertake a major enterprise, so you cant waste money on such pretentious things in the preliminary stage. A few dark lines appeared on Kolevs forehead. He knew it! This brat returned to find him with no good intentions! Getting something smaller isnt bad either. Kolev grumbled discontentedly, If he dares to bring a woman home and disturb the hard-earned sleep of an old man, Ill break his third leg with a stick! The boss only has two legs, Lyu said seriously. Try this, Yang Ming. Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the citys skyline, the Second Prince eagerly offered Yang Ming some precious delicacies. Yang Ming didnt hesitate, taking a forkful and bringing it to his mouth, chewing gently as he raised an eyebrow at the Second Prince, It tastes good. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????. Want some more? No, Im not that fond of it, Yang Ming said with a smile, waving his hand. Ahahaha! The Second Prince laughed happily, The most important thing in communication is honesty, my friend. Everyone has their likes, and we must respect each other. Yang Ming decided to get to the point: Did Your Highness call me over because of the Fourth Princess last time? In part, the Second Prince said, lifting a goblet and gently swirling it a few times. The attending maid servants and female officials bowed and withdrew. One of the female officials brought a jamming device, shrouding the two in a pale blue light. Yang Ming set down his knife and fork, his gaze resting on the Second Prince, who was now dressed in normal attire. The Second Prince hummed softly, Let me think where to start Please forgive me, I investigated you after you came into my view. Mmhm? I found out that your uncle, Mr. Haton, has substantial assets in the New Federation and Cas Federation. Is that so? Yang Ming said with a smile, Im actually not too informed about that. I also discovered, the Second Princes voice slowed, his light blue eyes shining like stars, that Mr. Haton has never mentioned having a nephew. His life trajectory is clearly visible, residing in the New Federation for years but recently moved to the Cas Federation. Yet, your trajectory, I could only trace back to a few months ago. Yang Mings smile gradually faded. Laying it all on the table upfront? He had to admit, the Second Prince had indeed put some pressure on him. Then, a friend told me. The Second Prince laughed, That you and your uncle were not merely entangled in the Talisha incident, but once you landed on Ilando Star, you were watched by the military and taken to see Gudun Mah. No one knows what you talked about, and later the transport ship that was supposed to escort and return you to the surface suddenly exploded in space due to aging circuits causing a fire. Yang Ming leaned back in his chair, pondering quietly. What was this prince aiming at? The Second Prince looked out the window and sipped his freshly squeezed juice, After I discovered all this, I decided to give you a factory as a gift. You need it to veil your true identity, dont you? Yang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. It was clear that this countrys royals and military leaders all had vivid imaginations. Im really not anybodys agent. Yang Ming said calmly. The Second Prince laughed, I understand your profession, none of you ever admit directly. Relax, I wont harm you. Yang Ming tapped the table with his fingers, In fact, I really am just an honest businessman. Whether Your Highness believes it or not, I have no ties to the New Federation. The Second Princes expression showed some dissatisfaction, I wanted to invite you today to discuss cooperation, and to show goodwill, I even gave you a gift in advance. Is this your attitude towards me, Mr. Ming? Yang Ming smiled, Your Highness, please hold on. Saying so, he opened his watchs projection screen in front of the Second Prince and typed a line of text. [My dear secretary, please notify Deputy Chief of Staff Gudun Mah and have him find a way to call the Second Prince to prove that I am simply an honest businessman with no threat.] He then sent it, stepped outside the jamming zone, and waited two seconds before returning. Two minutes later, the Second Prince held a secure satellite phone, his expression becoming very grave. Okay, Deputy Chief of Staff, I understand. This young man is someone you deeply respect He has no political background, got it Hmm, lets leave it at that, we shouldnt make direct contact. Yang Ming ate and drank, finding these previously peculiar-tasting snacks suddenly quite delicious. Little Mahha was of some use after all. With a thud, the Second Prince tossed the heavy satellite phone to the corner of the table, waving his hand irritably. The surrounding maids retreated even further. How did you do it? The Second Prince leaned forward, lowering his voice, Gudun Mah is the staunchest in military power. Hey, and you say youre not from the New Federation? The military of Wind is almost entirely corrupted by the New Federation! Yang Ming said helplessly, Im really not, Your Highness. If you force me to explain, Id have to reveal my true purpose here to earn your trust. Your trust is very important to me. Talk, what are you here for? ` Chapter 96 - Chapter 96: 058 Mutual Probing with the Second Prince_3 Chapter 96: 058 Mutual Probing with the Second Prince_3 Titles, official positions, Yang Ming laughed, I want the identity of a noble. The Second Prince laughed and berated, Come on, the nobility of the Luofeng Empire can be considered nobility? You can even buy a lower title if you want; we openly sell them. (Note: Lower titles of Luofeng are honorary titles, granting no real rights or benefits.) So, obtaining it is easier, Yang Mings gaze was exceptionally sincere, You must have heard from someone close to Princess Fourth about the things I said to her that was my past life, I assure you with the character of a gentleman, now I have a new goal and will work hard towards it. The Second Prince looked into his eyes, his suspicions even more pronounced. My intuition tells me you havent lied so far. But I dont understand, Yang Ming, why have you come to this country of ours? The Second Prince said quietly, Unless you convince me, I have various ways to stop you. Although I despise this country, its unfair, full of oppression, with more than seventy percent of the population living without dignity, it cant be denied I have the duty and responsibility to protect it. Do you have a life goal, Your Highness? Yang Ming asked. The Second Prince slightly pursed his lips, To live happily until old age, does that count? Honestly, thats my only goal. Yang Ming took out the statement he had long prepared: Alright, my wise Highness, if we are to cooperate, eventually I have to tell you these things. You guessed correctly, my goal is not a title in the Luofeng Empire. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?0??. He knew it! The Second Princes eyes glistened as he listened intently to Yang Mings words. Yang Ming said in a deep voice, I want to use the Luofeng Empire as a springboard, accumulate political capital, enter the Sherman Empire from the periphery, and become a true Imperial Duke, standing at the pinnacle of power in the Milky Way. That is my lifes ambition! For several moments, the Second Prince seemed to be stunned. Imperial Duke? The Second Princes eyes shone brightly as he asked, Then to steal Sherman technology and royal intelligence for the New Federation, correct? Yang Mings mouth twitched furiously. Damn it! He decided he would not utter another word with this fool on this topic! The Second Prince laughed, You convinced me, Yang Ming, Im not opposed to the New Federation, I will also help you keep this secret. How do you plan to do it? My father wont easily grant a high rank; you need at least ten years to accumulate achievements. I was thinking we could cooperate, Yang Ming said, more accurately, I will serve you, His Highness the Second Prince. Im not interested in the throne. Really? Your Highness has eyes planted in the military, closely monitoring the movements of high-level officials like Gudun Mah. Yang Ming slowly said, Your Highness befriended Princess Fourth very early on and has shown an interest in business, operating half of the royal familys industries with great success, receiving praise from His Majesty. Your Highness has established large commercial complexes abroad, infiltrating to some extent both the New Federation and the Sherman Empire, seeking influence through commerce. The Second Prince laughed, Have you been investigating me too? A mutual exchange, Yang Ming said, I want to place my bet on you, and the benefits I can bring you will definitely exceed your expectations. I can introduce you to my brother, using this as a stepping stone for your ambitious idea of breaking into the Sherman Empire; we could benefit from it too, reducing some annual silver and such. The Second Prince slowly sighed. As for me personally, Id rather not we can be friends from now on, without talking about the throne. Lets talk about making money, helping me build assets in the New Federation, entertainment do you play croquet? Yang Ming laughed, Ive dabbled in various sports, but Im not very good at any. Come on, lets have a game! The Second Prince enthusiastically invited, If you win, Ill give you another gift; when it comes to sports, I have quite the talent! Just say you want to give a gift directly. A certain subordinate Ancient God Life Form almost laughed out loud. Chapter 97 - Chapter 97: 059 Have a car, have a house Chapter 97: 059 Have a car, have a house ` Evening. Yang Ming drove the ultra-luxury limited edition hovercar gifted by the Second Prince, listening to the music the Second Prince liked, swaggering down the busy city main road. This hovercar was really something. Its monstrous design, extremely exaggerated performance, and especially the license plate representing royal status, made the other hovercars on the road keep their distance, afraid that this beast might suddenly go berserk. Yang Ming now could be sure. Although it increased more risks and new uncontrollable factors, he had taken a significant step toward his great goal of becoming a ball chief! The Second Prince was indeed a good person. Handing over a factory just like that, giving away a limited-edition hovercar as if it were nothing. As for whether the Second Prince was now so frustrated that he became reclusive, it didnt have any direct relation to Yang Ming. After all, Yang Ming had held back quite a lot this afternoon. Boss, Lyus slim figure appeared on the central console, the Second Prince has not yet completely dispelled his wariness towards you at this stage. You cant let your guard down. He could never trust me, or rather, he could never trust anyone. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.?0 Yang Ming squinted and smiled, We didnt misjudge him. The Second Prince was indeed biding his time rather than lying flat being a salted fish. He kept telling us that he wanted to acquire some real estate in the New Federation through us. But in fact, whenever he said those words, there was always a glint of a smile in his eyes He was testing us while we were testing him. He wanted to leverage the power behind me, and I wanted to leverage his authority. Lyu hummed softly, Theres nothing behind us. Lyu, Yang Ming said with a smile, behind me is you. Me? Lyu said, puzzled, What can I do? Im just a cute, obedient little assistant who always has their salary docked by the boss. Lyu, do you know why the Second Prince and Gudun Mah always think of me as a New Federation agent? Yang Ming laughed, Because of my control over information. This ability makes them immediately think of an agent from a superpower. Only such agents could grasp such a level of secrets. And this is what you achieved, with results not much different from those of an espionage organization. Lyu curled her lips disdainfully, Obviously, its because their security network is too lousy. Only the military core network is somewhat decent By the way, Boss, hurry back. Weve prepared a little surprise for you. Are you sure its a surprise and not a fright? Of course, Lyu whispered, I guarantee it with Uncle Hatons character. Yang Mings expression suddenly grew a bit strange, Before his reform, he was a downright villain. It really was a surprise. When Yang Ming drove the off-road hovercar he won from the Second Prince back to the busy and solemn factory, he immediately noticed the new villa standing in a corner and the crowd gathered around it. Oh boy, these employees werent spilling blood and sweat on the production line to generate profits for him; instead, they were gathered here pointing and chattering! Even though it was after work hours now oh, well, thats alright then. Yang Ming honked the horn twice, casually parked this beast hovercar by the roadside, and jumped out, examining the brand-new villa ahead. It was set up in just half a day, which was quite efficient. A group of employees immediately noticed the new target, flocking towards Yang Ming and snapping pictures of the hovercar. Boss, where did you get this? So cool! I remember this model seems to be a limited edition, only three units of such super beasts in Wind. They say it can go straight into space for a spin! Boss, did you buy it? Paid in full, or on loan? This license plate let me check, isnt this the one collected by the Second Prince Yang Ming clicked his tongue, The Second Prince lent it to me for a few days, dont go uploading it online or the Winds security department might come looking for you. Silence fell around him. Yang Ming shoved his hands into his pockets, nonchalantly slipping out of the crowd of employees, and moved towards the two-story villa. Was this villa really just assembled and brought here? It seemed quite solid. How did they lay the foundation? How were the walls anchored? How much of an earthquake could it withstand? As for ion cannons, dont even think about itwhat energy level of laser could this thing possibly block? Haha! Yang Ming! Come and see! Kolev appeared at the doorway, and the little old man excitedly waved, Were planning to throw a party. A few of my friends will come over! Buying a house also gets you furniture, and all the furnishing materials used inside are of the highest environmental standards! This is such a great deal! Yang Ming frowned and went inside. The first floor had a living room, dining area, kitchen, and bathroom; the second floor had three bedrooms and a cozy study, with a generally simple layout. The only highlight might be the spiral staircase in the middle, giving the entire decor a spaceship cabin vibe. This might have been Kolevs original reason for fancying this house. Yang Ming stomped his foot; the feedback from the ground was good, much like a solid concrete floor with no flimsy prefab feel. Kolev knew Yang Ming well. The old man softly smiled from the sidelines, The foundation was laid by the construction team. Before the ground quickly solidified, they drove in over a hundred six-meter-long composite nails, which are all connected to the main structure of the house. You can totally trust its solidity. Yang Ming walked to the wall and started knocking around, comparing with his hand next to the door frame. The load-bearing wall was only ten centimeters thick. No matter how great the material is, isnt this thickness a bit shoddy? Yang Ming complained discontentedly. Kolev leaned against the wall, smiling wryly, Hey, my dear nephew, youre a young man, why are you more conservative than me, an old man? Youve got to trust in the power of technology. The manufacturers advertisement boasts, if you can make a crack on their load-bearing wall without any tools, theyll pay triple the original price compensation ` Chapter 98 - Chapter 98: 059 Have a car, have a house_2 Chapter 98: 059 Have a car, have a house_2 ` Snap! A section of a wall covered with metallic particles was casually pinched off by Yang Ming and placed into Kolevs hand. Triple the compensation. Do I need to record a video? The quality of this house isnt bad. Kolev took a sharp breath. Although Yang Ming wouldnt admit it, when he returned to his own bedroom, wandered around the bathroom and desk, and rolled on the soft big bed, his entire being became much more content. Having a temporary home wasnt too bad. No wonder Kolev fell in love with that manor in the Cas Federation. Even Yang Ming felt a slight fondness for Ilando Star. He stripped off his clothes, lay spread-eagle on this bed, and comfortably slept for two hours before his stomach woke him. He opened the wardrobe, looked at the neatly arranged clothes, and remembered the housekeeping robot he saw cleaning the living room before he came upstairs. Lyu, did you tidy this up? Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ??.? Of course, Lyus voice sounded nearby, and a glow erupted from the projector set in the corner of the room, projecting Lyus life-sized image next to Yang Ming. She was a bit faint, but there was no significant difference between her and a real person. Lyu pushed her glasses up with her middle finger, As the bosss assistant, its also within my job scope to take care of your day-to-day. Boss, there are a few video messages needing your attention while you were sleeping. Ive prepared some nutritious porridge for you. A few envelopes leaped in front of Yang Ming. He clicked one open and was startled. The Second Prince, sweating all over and panting, stood in the middle of a court holding a professional stickball stick, balanced on a hoverboard, seemingly pointing at Yang Mings nose. If you have the guts, come over tomorrow! Yang Ming! I must reclaim my beloved beast and wipe out my shame! Yang Ming pursed his lips and opened the second video. The Second Prince collapsed on the ground, sighing: How exactly did you do it, a novice yet with such a high batting rate. But your stamina is your weakness, Yang Ming, I will surely defeat you! That damned competitive spirit. The third video. Hahaha! I have thought of a way to defeat you! We shall battle again tomorrow! The fourth video. Oh, my god, Ive twisted my back. It looks like tomorrows match wont happen. Once I recover, Ill message you. You better stay available, future Imperial Duke. Is that all it took for him to quit? Yang Ming rubbed his forehead, sensing the Second Princes nuanced shift from striving to giving up through the four brief video messages. Did the Second Prince really twist his back? He really did, Lyu snickered, Boss, you are just too unscrupulous; you currently possess Ship Destruction Level individual strength, while the Second Prince is merely a fitness enthusiast. Yang Ming swiped the videos away, pondered a bit, and softly said, Help me draft a superficially caring, but actually mocking message. Lyu was puzzled, Shouldnt it be more complimentary? We need his help. Think about it, Lyu, what words do you think the prince has heard the most since childhood? Its likely praise. Yang Ming chuckled: Just write the message like this Oh, Honorable Second Prince, you should pay attention to your bone age; next time Ill try to let you win. Add a smiley face. Okay, Boss, sent. Minutes later, dressed in a loose robe, Yang Ming was sitting in the first-floor dining room enjoying porridge, when he received a video message from the Second Prince, who was furious and vowed to have a true mans showdown with Yang Ming once he healed. Yang Ming did not reply to him. He decided to keep him hanging and see the Princes subsequent reaction. Kolev went back to the factory to busy himself again. The old man really couldnt sit still; he was also quite professional. As for the triple compensation issue, Yang Ming didnt know if Kolev actually went through with it. Judging by what he knew of Kolev, this old fellow wouldnt miss such windfall profits, but the manufacturer would definitely deny responsibility outright. Yang Ming placed his smartwatch to one side and began browsing the news on Ilando Star. Soon he found out that he made it to the headlines. To be precise, because the Second Princes beast was seen on the streets driven by an unfamiliar man, it sparked hot discussion among the citizens. Yang Ming glanced at it and didnt look further. Showing off flamboyantly was intentional on his part. At this stage, as long as one approaches the royal family, they must choose a prince to support. Joining either the Crown Princes faction or the Third Princes faction would lead to a whirlwind of power struggle. Word had it that the Old Emperor didnt have many years left. Yang Ming stayed close to a seemingly harmless Second Prince to become pals, avoiding early attention from other royal family members. Of course, Yang Ming lied to the Second Prince. He didnt intend to use Wind as a springboard to leap to the Sherman Empire. He just wanted to use the Second Prince as a springboard to leap to the Emperor of the Wind Empire, to directly gain power from the Emperors hands. These scheming and plotting issues sure are troublesome. Slurping the last spoonful of meat porridge, Yang Ming hummed a tune as he walked to the fully automated dish sink, gently placing the dishes inside, afraid that even the slightest force might break the dinnerware. Finally, he could rest tonight. The factory had a solution, business operations were smoothly starting; with the Second Prince reaching out, the royal family connections were advancing too. After days of busyness, Yang Ming really wanted to comfortably collapse on the couch and find a movie filled with beautiful women to truly relax. As soon as he thought of it, he did it. Yang Ming fetched snacks, arranged drinks, and opened the brand-new 3D projector in the living room, spending a hefty half a Federation Coin of Wind Coin to stream a movie with promising ratings. The 3D projection provided an immersive experience. Yang Ming soon found himself enjoying it thoroughly, humming with satisfaction at the dessert drinks delivered by the housekeeping robot. Lyus figure appeared in the adjacent dining room, now at a mere thirty centimeters tall, swinging her two little legs by the table, monitoring the entire Wind Empires network. Outside, the night was hazy as water, the spacious factory area lit only by two rows of street lamps. Occasionally, one could spot residential employees strolling beneath the lights, perhaps adding some romantic interludes or scenes. This trash film completely wastes the lead actresss looks. Yang Ming mumbled discontentedly, yet he watched avidly. Lyu giggled, about to join the boss in some banter and possibly gossip a bit about the lead actresss boring and decadent love history, when her expression suddenly shifted slightly. Boss! Hmm? Yang Ming languidly stretched, Unless theres an emergency tonight, were staying put. I seem to have found a suspicious person, Lyu whispered, eyes running through a torrent of information on the projection screen. Suspicious? How so? This should be a high-level agent, who just recently infiltrated the Wind Empire, Lyu suddenly said, I am attempting to crack the encrypted message they just received, decoded, uh, boss, we have trouble. What trouble? Yang Ming became instantly alert. The person, Lyu lightly clicked her tongue, is from the New Federation. ` Chapter 99 - Chapter 99: 060 The Real Agent Chapter 99: 060 The Real Agent ` After a busy day, Kolev massaged his aching back, a satisfied smile on his lips as he hummed the folk song he had just learned, returning to the Surface Pirate Port he had recently established. A warm light spilled from the window of the villa. Smiling, Kolev climbed the steps. As he was about to verify his biometric data, the door unlocked itself and opened a crack. Clever Little Lyu. Hmm hm hm. Kolev hummed a tune as he entered the house, hung his hat behind the door, switched to slippers, and began to speak to himself: The staff here are quite good. They know how to respect an old man. As long as I act a bit amiable, they think Im a trustworthy, gullible old fellow, hahaha Kolev paused his words, looking at Yang Ming lurking on the sofa. Oh, whats the matter? My dear nephew, whenever you have a serious face, I feel a bit apprehensive. A little trouble, Yang Ming softly exhaled, Come and see, Kocough, Uncle Haton. Kolev realized the gravity of the situation. The boy almost forgot to call him Uncle Haton, instead calling his real name. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ??.?? Kolev leaned over, looking at the projection screen in front of Yang Ming, which was playing a video. A beach, a remote traffic route, and a flashy convertible hover car. Driving it was a middle-aged man with short brown hair, strong features, handsome looks, a robust physique, and a smile with dimples exuding confidence from head to toe. Oh, a charming man. Kolev murmured, At first glance, either a wealthy playboy or a womanizing movie star. Yang Ming laughed, Dont be biased against male celebrities. Kolev smirked. Yang Mings fingers gently slid, and a series of photos popped up. It was this handsome uncle interacting with different people. This is a senior agent discovered by Lyu, from the New Federation, who entered the Luofeng Empire about five days ago and had been active on the Fifth Administrative Star. Yang Ming said slowly: The Fifth Administrative Star is considered the stronghold of the Luofeng Empires rebels, and these big merchants he contacted are probably the backers of the rebels. This isnt really news. Behind the rebels is the New Federation, an open secret among the upper echelons of the Luofeng Empire. Kolev frowned, Didnt you say earlier that the New Federation has infiltrated the military? Now the New Federation is supporting the rebels? Its not contradictory, Yang Ming said, The New Federation aims to initiate a rebellion to overthrow the monarchy. Infiltrating the military and supporting the rebels both serve this goal. The Wind royal family is a puppet appendage of the Sherman Empire and a link through which the Sherman Empire continuously exploits Wind. Oh, this Kolev murmured: The situation seems to be getting more complicated. Its not just us eyeing this piece of fat meat. Youre wrong, Uncle, Yang Ming smiled, Because of the long-term business by the New Federation, the chaotic situation in the Luofeng Empire gives us the opportunity to fish in troubled waters. We have to thank the New Federation for this. Now, the problem is Gudun Mah and the Second Prince perceive me as an agent of the New Federation. Kolevs expression froze: Then wont this blow our cover? Why not withdraw for a while and see what happens? No, we finally have such a good start. Yang Mings eyes turned a bit fierce before he continued: Theres no problem with Gudun Mah. Whether or not Im an agent of the New Federation doesnt change the fact that Ive got him under control. The issue now is with the Second Prince. Yang Ming sighed. Lyu explained to Kolev: The Second Prince favors us because he values the bosss identity as an agent of the New Federation. The Second Prince wants to transfer part of the royal familys assets from within the Luofeng Empire to outside, and he needs a stable investment environment, with the New Federation being the first choice. Kolev puzzled, The Second Prince is selling out the country? Probably not. Lyu explained: The Second Prince plans to use business actions to exert influence on the New Federation and the Sherman Empire. His plan is sanctioned by the Emperor of the Luofeng Empire. In fact, the Emperor of the Luofeng Empire excluding the Second Prince from realizing power early might be laying the groundwork for this plan. Lyu analyzed. There was a brief silence in the room. Kolev whispered, Then its simple. Just get rid of this senior agent. Lyu gently shook his head, dismissing this seemingly good idea: That would invite retaliation from the New Federation CIA. Based on past case analyses, the other side will likely retaliate to establish their prestige in the intelligence community. Were not yet ready to contend with a superpower. The New Federation has been developing rapidly in recent centuries, trying to challenge the Sherman Empires domination of the Galaxy. Here is just the edge of the struggle between two superpowers. Yang Ming gritted his teeth: First, determine the threat level of this Lulian. Take action if necessary; if risks must be taken, then we have no choice but to pin the blame on other forces. Lyu, monitor him around the clock. Okay, boss, Lyu said softly, Should we consider any contact between the other party and the Second Prince as a kill trigger? Okay, Yang Ming squinted slightly, suddenly having an idea, What do you think of sharing the intelligence about this guys contact with the rebels with the Wind royal family? Oh, Kolev raised an eyebrow slightly, This idea sounds good. Lyu said softly, The royal family can tolerate the intelligence agents of powerful countries because they dont have the strength to confront them, but they absolutely wont tolerate rebels within their own territory. ` Chapter 100 - Chapter 100: 060 The Real Agent_2 Chapter 100: 060 The Real Agent_2 ` Lyu, throw these photos out. Yang Ming instructed, Do it discreetly, leave no traces. Lyus projection instantly vanished. Yang Ming turned off the projection screen and contemplated deeply, arms crossed. Kolev yawned, Im really not good at these things. But, my dear nephew, dont feel too pressured, youre invincible on the surface. Yang Ming boasted, I think so too. Hey! Kolev slapped Yang Ming hard on the thigh, You should learn humility! Im just encouraging you! Now, the great Haton Factory Director is heading to his gentle dreams. Arent you going to eat something, Uncle? Theres still some porridge Lyu made in the pot. Kolev snorted, A competent factory director should certainly dine with his workers. Yang Ming pouted, A black-hearted capitalist can show a friendly and approachable side in everything except for raising wages. Youre not wrong, Kolev muttered, the wages weve been giving out are high enough now. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ??. Yang Ming: Oh, this damned sense of identification. He was about to look for rope and lampposts! Although the Second Princes sprained back was treated the same day, he still lay in bed for two days. It wasnt that the usually disciplined Second Prince suddenly wanted to laze around and enjoy the comfort of staying in bed. He could do that anytime he wished. The Second Prince just wanted to see if that young man named Yang Ming would show up in front of him with a gift. If the other party appeared; If the other party appeared with a carefully selected gift Ha ha, hes just a clown wanting to climb up by using your power, why do you care about winning or losing with him? The Second Prince lay facing the left side, saying so. He immediately turned over, facing the right side, and said with a trace of helplessness, Hey, Edwan, you need to understand, you cant choose your identity, what comes with it is not necessarily good, and others cant interact with you like with ordinary friends. The Second Prince turned over, lying on his stomach. Accept reality, Edwan, you have no friends, He lifted himself up with both hands and lay flat, interlacing his fingers in front of him, his face peaceful and serene. This isnt so bad, geniuses are always lonely, Edwan. Several female officials and maids nearby almost burst out laughing. A female official appeared at the door of the hall, The Fourth Princess requests an audience. Oh, look! the Second Prince laughed, This sister of mine has a heart Let her in quickly! As soon as the Second Prince finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a solemn expression hurriedly ran over. Your Highness! Weve detected some anomalies! The Second Princes previously playful expression shifted, signaling for this middle-aged man to wait a moment, allowing the attendants around them some time to retreat. More than ten seconds later, the middle-aged man stepped forward, holding a hardboard device with a network connection, displaying a series of photographs. They were the photos Yang Ming had just looked at. Oh, the Second Prince frowned, whats with this kind of spy again? Our country has tens to hundreds of spies operating every day, mostly from the New Federation. The middle-aged man spoke in a low voice, Your Highness, previously we also treated this as an ordinary spy case and retrieved all his routes of action on the Fifth Administrative Star. Like previous spies, he had contact with people related to the insurgents, representing the New Federation in providing them with support, sending large sums of money to several merchants supporting the insurgents, and taking more resource quotas. The Second Princes facial muscles twitched slightly, And then? After we confirmed his identity yesterday, we began full surveillance on him on Ilando Star. Last night, we detected several frequency bands We decrypted an encrypted message, containing a few keywords. Torch Plan. Head Star public opinion. New Type II enhancer. Fifth Administrative Star independence. The middle-aged man pursed his lips slightly and said in a low voice, According to the intelligence we had previously, the New Federation should be starting to advance the key steps in their plan, letting the insurgents occupy the entire Fifth Administrative Star, making its independence a reality. Wow. The Second Prince scratched his eyebrow with a finger and said in a low voice, So, this flamboyant agent is the key figure in their plan? Possibly, the other party is now on the way to meet with the local news industry giant. The middle-aged man made a throat-slitting gesture. The Second Prince chuckled, Keep an eye on him, dont rush, observe what he intends to do first. One agent killed will be replaced by a hundred more. We need to find a way to make the New Federation abandon their wicked plan, let me think this over. The silhouette of the Fourth Princess appeared outside the palace door. The Second Prince said, Apply the highest level of surveillance on this person. What name is he using now? Lulian. Lulian? The Second Prince slightly pouted, I still find Yang Ming more pleasant Are you sure? Yang Ming hasnt contacted the insurgents before? The middle-aged man glanced at the approaching Fourth Princess at the door and said quietly, Judging by Yang Mings movements, he doesnt seem to be a spy; if hes a spy, hes definitely here on vacation. Perhaps he didnt lie to me. The Second Prince murmured softly. The middle-aged man bowed his head in salute, then quickly retreated. As he brushed past the Fourth Princess, she curiously glanced at his bald head. Then, Emilia lifted the hem of her long skirt, her softly made-up face full of concern. Second Brother! Are you hurt? The Second Prince had not yet managed to display a gratified smile. Thats great! Now I have a reason to visit you every day! Can you stay injured for another week? I want to get some fresh air. The Second Princes smile froze on his face. This sister, such care went to waste. That wont do, the Second Prince said softly, I have a lot to deal with, all very important matters. Emilia mercilessly exposed him, Aerobics, going to the gym and having people assist you with weightlifting, soaking in the pool in a life vest saying youre swimming, then driving to the seaside for a spin, asking a couple of beautiful ladies if they want to ride in your passenger seat? Hey, Im seriously developing the economy! A female official arrived in a hurry, whispering, Second Highness, Mr. Ming has arrived at the buildings ground floor. See, I knew it! The Second Prince displayed a confident smile, He still came! What gift did he bring? Let me guess, it must be the key to a super limited-edition hover car. Well, the female official said softly, he came empty-handed, said he was very hungry, and even asked us to prepare a warm stomach-friendly tea in advance. Tell him to get lost! The Second Prince cursed fiercely, He caused my back to twist, and he comes over empty-handed! Does he understand noble etiquette? Emilia blinked. She wisely chose to remain silent, refraining from interfering in her Second Brothers decisions. The female official turned to leave, already preparing to use the miniature walkie-talkie on her sleeve to relay a message to the guards below. Wait a minute. The Second Prince muttered, Shouldnt we give this guy a chance? Perhaps hes prepared a high-difficulty electric twerk dance? Let him come up, come up to see me. If hes not prepared, Ill definitely throw him off the top floor! ` Chapter 101 - Chapter 101: 061 The Torchbearer Chapter 101: 061 The Torchbearer Heh The vibrating sound of a hard straw sucking in air echoed through the splendid dining hall of the Imperial Palace. Yang Ming let out a low sigh, sat in his chair, and patted his insatiable belly, savoring the delicious flavors he had just experienced. The delights of the Imperial Palace were like that, a bit odd at first bite, but once you got used to the taste, the taste buds could appreciate the complex, multidimensional, layered flavors. As expected of a feudal Empire from the era of Interstellar voyages, the standard of dining was truly out of this worldtopped with a steamer basket. Yang Ming looked up at the two esteemed individuals sitting across the long table. Are you both not hungry? he chuckled, suppressing a burp. The Second Princes face darkened. Fourth Princess Emilia huffed, Brother, you shouldnt have invited this rude fellow. He didnt even say thank you. Thank you, Second Prince, for your hospitality, Yang Ming blinked. The blood pressure of the Second Prince rose significantly. The guard beside whispered, Your Highness should I still throw it? Throwing objects from heights is illegal; you have to respect the planets gravity, the Second Prince replied indifferently, If my waist werent injured, Id teach this disrespectful fellow a lesson with my true strength. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ???0. Come on, let me join you for a ball practice, Yang Ming laughed, No fibbing now, this planets gravity is already quite low, about eighty-six percent of the Milky Ways standard gravity. With your excellent physical condition, could you really have twisted your waist? The Second Prince shrugged, Indeed, was it just hmm came here just to play ball? Of course, there are also some matters between men to discuss. Yang Ming blinked. The Second Prince thought for a moment, then laughed and accepted Yang Mings invitation. A few minutes later, at the ball practice field. Yang Ming and the Second Prince stood side by side, each wearing a device resembling a duckbill cap and tiny transparent protective shields over their faces. They swung the curved sticks in their hands, hitting round balls fired by a machine from afar. Sticked ball sport originated during the hot years of hoverboarding, requiring not only improving ones hitting accuracy but also skillfully controlling the hoverboard, adding to the spectacle of the sport. Did you receive the intelligence? Yang Ming casually asked. The Second Prince hesitated. That flamboyant secret agent, Lulian, Yang Ming nonchalantly hit a flying ball. He needed to prove his worth to the Second Prince. That was the purpose of his visit. Otherwise, how could your subordinates have taken special notice of him? And got hold of that agents secret communication? Ah, the Second Prince turned to look at Yang Ming, How did you obtain that intelligence? Who exactly are you? Ding! The stick sent the ball flying. Yang Ming exhaled, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead: Certainly not a New Federation agent. Really? The Second Prince glanced at Emilia, who was drinking tea in the distant rest area, and smiled, How did you practice your stick hitting skills? Clearly, the Second Prince did not want to continue that topic. Yang Ming decided to leave it there, deliberately saying something cryptic: Second Prince, what do you rely on when you play? Your eyes? Your arms? Of course, its not like I can use my forehead. I rely on this, Yang Ming pointed to his heart, You have to believe in the power of the heart. That sounds a bit like a swindling religion. The Second Princes expression was slightly disdainful. Yang Ming picked up the remote control, setting his ball machine to random release and adjusting the ball speed to maximum. Then, in front of the Second Prince, he slowly closed his eyes and let out a breath. Yang Mings ears trembled slightly, and he tilted his head as if he was using sound to pinpoint the positions. Behind him, the group of guards standing beyond the safety net simultaneously reached for their waists. Whoosh! A composite material ball came flying! Yang Ming gripped the stick with both hands, rapidly turning it ninety degrees, using the narrow vertical side to sweep forward, the stick producing a whooshing sound in the air. Bang! The ball shattered immediately! The group of guards instantly pulled out their laser pistols and aimed at Yang Ming! Whoa, whoa, whoa! The Second Prince shouted with wide eyes and waved his hands vigorously, making the group of guards holster their laser guns. With high-speed balls appearing one after another, Yang Ming kept the stick in a vertical slashing position, his hands swinging the stick leisurely. A few minutes later. Yang Ming opened his eyes, looked at the debris on the grass before him, and at the Second Prince beside him trying to remain calm but obviously flabbergasted Yang Ming slightly curled his lips. Its a power similar to this. Ah, Yang Ming, this is A cultivation method based on meditation, Yang Ming bluffed gravely, Humans are a common species in the Milky Way, because the initial batch of humans, millions of years ago, crossed low-dimensional barriers, and we, most of us, are the seeds they sowed. The Second Prince murmured, The latest research does indeed suggest that, but this The human body has great potential, its just never been tapped; everyone prefers big-caliber ion cannons, Yang Ming shrugged, Of course, I cant share my method of cultivation; its my privacy. Of course, its your patent, but this, this isnt scientific, or at least I dont think its scientific Wow, thats terrifying. The prince was clearly at a loss for words. So, Yang Ming walked over to the Second Prince, reaching out to pat his arm, if you need me to kill someone, just say the word. As Im at your service, I might as well do some dirty work. Chapter 102 - Chapter 102: 061 The Torchbearer_2 Chapter 102: 061 The Torchbearer_2 Yang Ming calmly clasped his hands behind his back and walked toward the rest area. He appeared just like a mysterious martial arts master. The Second Prince instinctively followed behind Yang Ming, his eyes filled with surprise, shock, and even a hint of nervousness. Until Yang Ming had another afternoon tea with him and left in that beast of a hover car, the Second Prince couldnt quite regain his composure. Something didnt seem quite right. The Second Prince kept pondering. Until Emilia left after playing with him until evening, until his guarded old father had his routine phone call with him, until he soaked in the shallow pool of distillate water, enjoying the meticulous and gentle service of his personal maiden attendants A shiver ran through the Second Prince, and he suddenly grasped the crux of the matter. Shouldnt it be the Prince trying to recruit Yang Ming? Oh! My God! From the moment he heard the words Imperial Duke, he had been led around by the nose by Yang Ming, who was gradually demonstrating his strength, causing shockwaves that threw him off balance. Yang Ming was actively being recruited by him! Have I been strong-armed? Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????. The Second Prince muttered, then turned over to continue being carefully scrubbed by the maiden attendants. He had to find a way to regain the initiative. Otherwise, he would end up becoming Yang Mings puppet. The beast moved slowly down the street. Yang Ming admired the eclectic architecture lining the streets while listening to the rousing orchestral music. Here, he could see the spired cathedral-like buildings of the Sherman Empire (mostly banks or financial institutions); as well as the pavilion-like structures that represented freedom and openness (typically art galleries, libraries, or commercial plazas in the gaps between buildings); and, of course, there were the towering structures that constantly grew and stretched towards the sky and underground. Their shapes often resembled Earth rockets ready for launch at any moment, slimming gradually from the base to the midsection before expanding suddenly at the top, adorned with golden reflective tiles on the periphery at the top. In the faint mist of early morning, when the Constant Star just appeared over the horizon, looking out over Ilando City from the main hall of the palace, one could see golden palaces in the clouds. These were the grand sights of Ilando City, existing only in the transitions of television programs or in the eyes of the Old Emperor. What kind of blow could destroy such a city? Yang Ming kept pondering. A word popped into his mind. Star Destroyer. Military equipment was now developing towards greater precision and concentrated energy, and only a handful of Star Destroyers existed across the entire Galaxy, most of them continuously under maintenance. The last Imperial Dreadnought Yang Ming saw was merely at the limit of a conventional fleet. A Star Destroyer, capable of annihilating an entire Constant Star System (attacking a Constant Star), was a true weapon of mass destruction. If only I had a Star Destroyer, that would be something Boss, the target agents meeting with the celebrity journalist has concluded, and hes heading to the next target point. This old chap is sure busy. Yang Ming laughed, Couldnt catch what they were talking about? No, they entered a room with no electronic devices, Lyu said softly, Based on the data collected and a few subversion activities planned after the New Federation CIA chief took office, I can predict what theyre going to do. What are they going to do? Torch represents a flame lighting up the darkness, wielded by human hands. Lyus voice grew cold, devoid of emotion: They will let an outstanding agent, who has undergone physical modifications to some degree, or possesses cutting-edge reproductive mecha technology, be active in the public eye for a certain period and become the torch. The current Luofeng Empire has already met the conditions for them to implement this plan. Previously, several uprisings in the Luofeng Empire were crushed by the iron hand of the legion, but most of the soldiers within the army came from poor families. The oppressive class is already corrupt and degenerate, and the oppressed people long for freedom, safety, food, and protection of their rights. When a superhero who comes to save them appears from nowhere, promoting advanced ideals and attacking the decadent regime, and that regime finds itself powerless against this superhero, this results in the torch effect, causing the people to rise in revolt. Yang Ming clicked his tongue lightly. Journalism That means the New Federation has already taken control of the Luofeng Empires public opinion arena. Thats how it appears right now. Lyu spoke quickly: The next step is for the overthrow of the monarchy to be driven by popular will, and as the flames of revolution engulf the entire Luofeng Empire, it will inevitably alarm the Sherman Empire. Based on data model analysis, the Sherman Empire is most likely to suppress it with an iron fist, with a small probability of opting to directly annihilate this vassal state to warn over twenty other vassal states. And the New Federation will seize this opportunity to criticize the Sherman Empire, portray the Sherman Empire as hegemonic and belligerent, thus uniting more countries into its camp, and rationally exploit these countries, plundering resources cheaply. Lyu, this bit doesnt concern us, I know you resent them, but we cant consider such things for now. Yang Ming gripped the square steering wheel with both hands, pondering carefully. In his gameplay memory, there was no intelligence on the Luofeng Empire; Yang Ming suspected the Luofeng Empire wouldnt withstand this wave and would directly disband. His current progress in the strategy was quite promising, with the position of Ball Leader within reach. But the pace of the strategy seemed not swift enough. Starting from scratch was truly troublesome. Even if insurgents are to appear, it must be at the time I need them to appear, Yang Mings eyes flashed with a hint of resolve. He then thought of something, Send the process of the Torch Plan in other countries to the Second Prince, just mark it as from me. Lyu replied, Understood, Boss. The royal family should already be alert, and theyre currently keeping a close watch on this Lulian. Where is Lulian heading? Based on the navigation route he set, he is going to oh, Lyus voice sounded a bit hesitant, it seems hes going to meet Gudun Mahs confidant, the owner of a shooting club, who is actually an agent Gudun Mah planted. Hes going to see Gudun Mah? Yang Ming was also a bit surprised. Not necessarily, Lyu purred softly, should we have Gudun Mah take him out? Yang Ming shook his head, We cant push that old thing Gudun Mah too hard; we must gradually tighten the chain around his neck. First, monitor the entire process and let me fully think about it. Boss, Gudun Mah has dispatched a transport ship, presumably to pick up this Lulian. Yang Ming suddenly felt a bit of a headache. Although he wasnt worried about Gudun Mah losing control, just the thought of these two meeting conjured up an image Suddenly, he was quite interested in seeing it. Chapter 103 - Chapter 103: 062 The Butt of the Senior Agent Chapter 103: 062 The Butt of the Senior Agent Why is there another senior agent? Gudun Mah frowned at the projected screen in front of him and instinctively glanced at the hidden door concealing the mechanical guards. Even though he had used the best painkillers, his hip still throbbed ever so slightly. Gudun Mah had noticed. The country was on the brink of a rising tidal wave, as the New Federation had been preparing for years and was finally ready to make a move. Two senior agents had sought out him in succession, which indicated everything! He could not afford any more carelessness. He could not repeat the same mistakes. Never! Sir, the merchant you are expecting is at the door. His loyal Guard Captain reminded him nearby. Gudun Mah glanced at the several guards in the room. Although he was entirely unwilling, meeting with a foreign agent meant he could not have these guards present, and the room would activate a soundproof barrier. Gudun Mah slowly raised his hand. The guards, in perfect unison, left the doorway, and todays main character waited outside, poised to enter. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ??.?? Gudun Mah took a sidelong glance, feeling more agitated. The middle-aged man should be a seasoned spy. He bore the features of a New Federation persona high forehead, deep-set eyes, dark eye color, and a prominent Adams apple. He wore a well-fitting gray suit, and his thick brown hair was fluffy and tough in texture. His bow tie at the neck certainly concealed various spy gadgets. The agent closed the door behind him. He began to gaze at Gudun Mah with a deep affection. At that moment, Gudun Mahs instinct returnedthat keen sense honed over years of dealing with such figures, which Yang Ming had dulled. It was back now. This agent needed something from me. Gudun Mahs lips curled into a slight smile. General, Senior Agent Lulian performed a gentlemanly bow with a flourish towards Gudun Mah, It is indeed my honor that you have taken the time to see me amidst your busy schedule. Save your deceitful pleasantries. Gudun Mah glanced at the direction of the hidden door and said coldly, Sit down, state your purpose, present your terms, and then leave as soon as possible. Our Emperor is already very dissatisfied with the current situation. I do not wish to bear His Majestys wrath. Lulian, with a confident smile, casually sat in the chair opposite Gudun Mah, crossing his legs and tilting his body to the side, his deep eyes meeting Gudun Mahs gaze. Soon, Lulian averted his gaze, scratched the ridge of his nose with his finger, and spoke in a somewhat condescending tone, Deputy Chief of Staff, I am here seeking collaboration with you. Gudun Mah habitually placed his left hand near the edge of the table, just above the protective shield button. He replied calmly, Collaborate? I am an Imperial General. I cant collaborate with a federal agent. We both know very well what the Luofeng Empire truly is, Lulian slightly curled his lips, Theres no human rights, no freedom, no democracy, only an aging dictator and oppressed citizens. Gudun Mah sneered, If those words werent coming from your mouth, I would agree more easily. Oh, General, Lulian slightly squinted, why do I feel a strong hostility emanating from you? Ive had enough of you agents! Gudun Mah growled but quickly hid his anger and took a deep breath with closed eyes, Quickly state your purpose and dont waste my time. Lulians lips twitched slightly, and he chuckled, Thats no attitude for cooperation. Gudun Mah feigned slapping the right-hand bell. Oh, alright, Deputy Chief of Staff, Lulian showed apparent regret, I know youre very busy, but this issue concerns your future and your nations future. We must approach it with a calmer mindset. You have three minutes, Gudun Mah reminded him. Fleeting anger crossed Lulians eyes, but he continued smiling, Its about to begin, our final plan. Gudun Mah simply stared at Lulian. Lulian spoke slowly, We can no longer ignore whats happening in this country, with the Sherman Empire exploiting citizens through the Wind royal family Cut the nonsense. I need help, Lulians face turned a bit cold, or rather, I need the military to maintain a de-facto neutrality in the coming months and, at the right moment, express your support for the people. Gudun Mah replied coolly, Then? Watch as the New Federation gradually gains control over this country? Wouldnt that benefit you and your people? Lulian said calmly, Your children receive education in our country, and most of your assets are there. General, your best life is actually in peaceful retirement under our protection. Gudun Mah fell silent for a while. Lulian thought he had won. He had presented Gudun Mah an offer that couldnt be refusedthe confidence of a great nations envoy. Gudun Mah suddenly asked, If the Sherman Empires fleet appeared before us, how would the New Federation respond? Lulians expression changed subtly. He stared at Gudun Mah, General? Im asking you, Gudun Mah spoke softly, if the Sherman Empires fleet suddenly jumped, and their main cannon pointed at my face, what would your New Federation do? Lulian was silent for a few seconds, then smiled, We would undoubtedly do everything to ensure your safety. Only a fool would believe that! Gudun Mah cursed under his breath. Lulian squinted slightly, fiddling with the ring on his left ring finger, General, you seem to have lost sight of your own position. This is not good news. Gudun Mah squinted slightly, his lean face mocking. It seems, Lulian said calmly, we need to change the way were talking! Before finishing his sentence, Lulian suddenly sprang up like a leopard towards Gudun Mah! Underneath the agents skin, textures appeared instantly like circuit boards! Gudun Mah nearly went insane. This bunch of bastards! These bastards, relying on their enhanced strengths post-transformation, showed no respect for him as a general! This could only happen once! Gudun Mah swore on his manhood it could only happen once! Buzz! A deep blue energy shield abruptly appeared in front of Gudun Mah! With a thud, Lulians hand slammed hard against the shield, his wrist instantly dislocating, and the crisp sound of breaking bones echoed throughout the room. The deep blue energy shield remained unmoved. In fact, Gudun Mah raised an eyebrow, lightly tapping his nose, and casually pressed a button on the side of the desk. A deep red energy shield appeared inside the blue energy shield. He had added a passive-trigger mecha energy shield. So far, the effect seemed quite satisfactory. Ah! My hand! Lulian kept shouting. Before Gudun Mah could activate the mechanical guards, the door had already been burst open by the guards. Seven or eight hulking men swarmed in, and roughly pinned Lulian to the ground. Todays young people really have no manners. Gudun Mah calmly stood up, wearing his military uniform and boots, and circled his desk. Three of the burly men had undergone basic genetic enhancements, making their strength far beyond that of ordinary soldiers. At this point, they could directly tear Lulian apart. But Gudun Mah could not do that. The senior agent didnt represent just himself; behind him was the New Federation. Gudun Mah could teach him a lesson, but he couldnt kill him. Todays conflict would be truthfully shared with his old friends and reported directly to high-ranking officials of the New Federation. The military could accept the Federations upcoming surgical transformation of the Luofeng Empire. But this transformation must protect military interests and ensure the safety of a few old soldiers. Gudun Mah considered todays conflict expertly handled. Lift his butt up, uh, yes, just like that. Gudun Mah directed the guards to adjust Lulians position while speaking slowly, Go back and talk to your superiors, Lulian. This business deal depends on your sincerity. For freedom. Gudun Mah gave a powerful kick forward with his right foot clad in military boots. With a dull thud, Lulians body convulsed violently, nearly passing out. Satisfying. Gudun Mah smiled indulgently, even though his toes twinged slightly, he was noticeably happier, curling his lips, Send him back to the surface, find a hospital to treat his injuries, and Ill cover the medical bills. Yes! In the monster truck, Yang Ming silently removed his sunglasses and ended his surveillance at Gudun Mahs place. Was that it? What kind of senior agent was this, what kind of torchbearer? Lyus figure appeared in the central consoles three-dimensional projection, full of disdain, This Transformed was simply too weak. Lulian is also a Genetic Modifier? No, Lyu said, The New Federations technique involves directly transforming the body. They did some work under Lulians dermis, injecting a lot of bionic materials The consequence of this is that aging transformed peoples skin becomes tight and their movements somewhat restricted. Moreover, they generally do not live to old age. Yang Ming frowned and said, This technique is far more stable than genetic modification. But genes are the foundation of biological information, Lyu said softly, Boss, you were fortunate to have become a Secondary Ancient God Life Form, which exemplifies the infinite possibilities of genetic modification technology. Yang Ming pondered for a moment, Lyu, what do you think the New Federation will do? No response. Why? The New Federation can mass-produce agents. Lulian, although a standout among his peers, showed that the Wind military held more value, as they had control over the majority of this countrys armed forces. They were the key to whether the rebels could be timely suppressed. Yang Ming wiped his face, Before the rebellion occurs, I must lay enough groundwork with the military and the royal family. I should have some time. Lyu, help me focus on these three tasks moving forward, executing them concurrently. Lyu took out her notebook. Yang Ming had already organized his thoughts, and quickly said, First, using the internal network information youve breached from the military, find me ten to fifteen soldiers with potential that can be trained. At the right time, have Gudun Mah gather them together. I need to form my initial team once I enter the military, prioritizing quality over quantity. Second, plan a fake assassination targeting the Emperor. Make all preparations so you can act immediately when I need it. Third, continually provide the Second Prince with subliminal messaging in the network he can access, aiming to suggest the idea of having Yang Ming join the Royal Guard as an officer wouldnt be too bad.'' Lyu immediately nodded, Understood. Dont force the third task, Yang Ming said, the Second Prince is a good person. I quite like him. Alright, Boss, Lyu smiled, There are many ways to enter the Royal Guard, but the best way is through the Second Princes recommendation, as this would leave the Emperor with an impression of you. Precisely. Yang Ming started up the Monster, heading towards his factory. Keep a close eye on Lulian. If he plans to take action, raise the torch, then Ill go and pour cold water on him Kicking his butt would feel pretty nice. Lyu couldnt help but laugh out loud, Boss, do you want me to send this video to the Second Prince? No need, it would just annoy that guy Ding, ding! A message popped up. Yang Ming hadnt had a chance to read it before Lyu began to read aloud. The Second Prince sent a message asking: Hey Yang Ming, want to grab a drink at the Fancy Drinks Place? I heard its pretty good; I havent had a chance to visit. Yang Ming: Nightclub it is, calling it Fancy Drinks Place, who are you trying to impress? Chapter 104 - Chapter 154: 091 He understands reunion_2 Chapter 154: 091 He understands reunion_2 She was heading straight for the bridge. Lyu, Yang Ming looked at the transport ship appearing outside the porthole, Take control of the pirate ship as soon as possible, do something inside the bridge to attract Mimilis attention, and let the Feinan enter the tail cabin directly. Okay, boss, do you want me to hijack that low-level artificial intelligence? Up to you, just dont harm Molly. Yang Ming stood up, immediately rushed to the wardrobe beside him, took out a cloak with spacesuit functions, and put it on, grabbing his beloved red-handled light sword. He hoped she wouldnt cause any trouble. Otherwise, hed definitely have something to hold over on Kolev! The bridge hatch security lock was surprisingly open. Behind the helmet, Mimilis voice was very calm, Send them another communication invitation, we should be courteous before force. Aye, Captain, we Bzzt, bzz. A slight noise crossed, and Mimili suddenly lost contact with her crew. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ??. The image of Molly flickered slightly, and similarly disappeared, leaving the projection ball suspended in place without moving. Signal jamming? Buzz The light sword emitted a pink plasma beam. Mimili realized the danger, but she wasnt flustered, she tightly pursed her lips, glanced at the retreat path, and then looked at the cabin door that had a slit opened in front. Playing tricks! Mimili yanked the door open, the light sword held horizontally, laser pistol pointed forward, ready to shout stop at once, but the bizarre scene before her left her speechless. The bridge of the transport ship was very simple, with what appeared to be two rows of square cabinet-like consoles, and some basic instruments. Underneath the porthole, above the console, a single orange-red lamp was flashing on and off. A dozen rusty robotsapparently some nearly scrapped mechanical guardswere reverently kneeling before the lamp, rising and bowing repeatedly with its flicker. Ancient chanting suddenly echoed around. The mechanical faces were cold yet filled with devotion. Mimili tilted her head. In, intelligent machines? Religion? She saw the weapons placed beside this group of old mechanical soldiers, hesitated slightly, and then retreated back, leaning in a corner, contemplating carefully. She was here to rob. Based on previous successful extortions of merchant ships, the main cannon on the pirate ship, coupled with her own sudden intrusion into the vessel, was enough to crush the resistance of these merchants and crew. But now Was this an old transport ship occupied by intelligent machines? What could be in its cargo hold? Mimilis bright eyes trembled slightly. Although she wasnt confident about directly eliminating this group of mechanical soldiers, she naturally didnt want to retreat here, so she turned around, retreated over thirty meters, and entered the corridor connecting the neck of the ship. The main body of this transport ship was its big belly. To be precise, its only cargo hold occupied ninety percent of its volume, making it very easy to access the cargo hold, just a turn away. What are these? Stepping onto the connecting bridge, Mimili appeared at the upper left corner of the huge cargo hold. The scene before her was even more astonishing than the dozen mechanical soldiers performing a religious ritual earlier. Containers piled in all corners, seven to eight large machines over fifty meters length stacked neatly, and all gaps between these machines were filled with various items. Knowledge from books struck Mimili like a bolt of lightning. Planet Transformation System! An entire set of the Planet Transformation System! And it was equipped with a large supply of materials! If there were a batch of engineering robots in those containers, then this system would likely operate autonomously! Mimili almost cheered out loud. By hijacking this merchant ship, she could save twenty years of effort! Suddenly, the neat footsteps of mechanical guards echoed in the corridor. The expression behind Mimilis helmet changed slightly, but she wasnt in a hurry. This cargo hold had the perfect terrain to conduct guerrilla warfare, to deal with the dozen mechanical guards. Intruder. From a side dark corner, a deep male voice suddenly emerged. Mimili frowned, looking there. A dark figure stepped forward leisurely, a black cloak veiling his attire, covering his appearance, only revealing a clean-shaven chin, and spoke in a deep voice: Human, what is your intention? Wow! Mimilis voice was layered with electronic distortion by the helmet, Are you intelligent machine civilization? The shadow did not respond. Mimili calmly raised her pistol, Well, regardless of what you are, I need to maintain professional integrity. Robbery. Are you serious? The shadow asked in a low voice. Mechanical guards appeared at both ends of the connecting bridge. Mimili suddenly spun and sidestepped, her figure leaping across below, muttering a few unladylike expletives behind her helmet. The shadow slightly raised his hand, and those mechanical guards simultaneously halted, sealing both exits. Then, the shadow, holding the railing, leaped down, sprinting forward as he touched the ground. Like a leopard! Mimili, intending to slip away through the complex structures here, had her face change drastically. The speed the opponent exhibited wasnt human at all! Intelligent machine! A formidable intelligent machine warrior! Mimili immediately made her judgment, her figure leaping forward while spinning mid-air, repeatedly squeezing the trigger of her laser pistol, firing a barrage of light bullets. A protection shield appeared right ahead of the opponent. Mimili hit the deck back-first, but her expensive combat suit allowed her to remain unharmed, and she slid several meters on the ground. She swiftly jumped up, gritting her teeth to activate the light sword. The shadow charging at her wore a cloak from which a large hand stretched out, holding a red hilt. The chilling red light sword lit up Mimilis eyes. She didnt have time to ponder before the opponents light sword swung down. She couldnt block it! Mimili rolled to her right, barely dodging the light sword, leaving a scorched mark on the floor. She scrambled up to counterattack, swinging the light sword toward the opponents side, exploiting her own agility to engage in a light sword duel. For a moment, the buzzing sounds were incessant. But after just two clashes, Mimilis light sword flew out of her hand, with the crimson light sword aimed at her helmet. Youre quite exceptional, the shadow said in a deep voice, for an ordinary person. Is that so? Mimilis Adams apple quivered slightly, Perhaps we could talk. Before she could finish, she suddenly darted sideways, but the shadows other hand emerged from the cloak, an electric shock gun emitting weak arcs. Mimilis vision blacked out, and she collapsed softly. The shadow slowly removed the cloak, revealing an unfamiliar face, then stripped off the full headgear he wore, revealing Yang Mings face. He exhaled lightly. Goodness, thankfully this little ancestor didnt cause too big of a mess. What to do now? Yang Ming pondered, staring at the unconscious Mimili. She knew too much. Lyus voice came through, Boss, Ive captured Molly, she wasnt able to send out a distress signal to Kolev. Oh, Yang Ming murmured, I might need to apologize to Kolev. Boss, you want to I do want to recruit Mimili, Yang Ming said in a low voice, his eyes flashing uncertainly. But boss, depending on developing a romantic relationship for someones complete subjugation is just the figment of some unscrupulous romantics imagination, Lyu reminded helpfully. Yang Mings face instantly darkened. She has excellent abilities, also leadership skills; isnt she the talent were lacking? What Im hesitating about is whether Kolev will chase me with a cane, and what are you thinking, has your brain core been infected with some corny virus? Lyu blinked and chuckled twice dumbly. She understood Yang Ming; at this time, if she played dumb, she wouldnt be scolded too harshly. Subsequently. In Lyus thought space, she turned her head to look at the trembling Molly in the corner, her lips curling into a slightly mischievous smile. Whats called intelligent machine bullying? Soon, shell have her call her the boss! However, what Yang Ming and Lyu couldnt observe was that true intelligent machine bullying was occurring in the bedroom of the Old Emperor at the Wind Empires Imperial Palace Chapter 105 - Chapter 155: 092 Omen Chapter 155: 092 Omen ` Within the transport spaceship traveling in the desolate Star Domain. Yang Ming placed the unconscious Mimili in the long sofa at the corner of the bridge, gazing at her beautiful face and constantly pondering. After the brief Light Sword confrontation earlier, Yang Ming verified the girls abilities. of course, Yang Ming always focused more on her future potential. But just thinking of recruiting Mimili as a subordinate through coercion or inducement to make her work for him Kolevs angry old face would automatically appear in Yang Mings mind. Mimili was the apple of this old mans eye. Was he really going to crush Mimilis dreams? To violate the free will of a Star widow? Of course, from another perspective, subduing Mimili could indirectly maintain galactic commercial peace, guiding future space pirates towards the right path, thus making excellent contributions to the peaceful development of humanity in the Galaxy. Yang Ming crossed his arms, sinking into deeper conflict. It was as if two little figures jumped onto his shoulders, one waving a pair of pure white wings, the other bearing a devils triangular tail. Compared to Yang Mings softheartedness, Lyus conquest of Molly was much more straightforward and brutal. At this moment, in Lyus Thought Space. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ??.?? Several windows appeared behind Lyu, calmly displaying her main brain components. Molly, sitting in a duck position, continuously uttered praises. This photon grid computing chip! This quantum hard drive! Well, Lyu said with a smile, dont you want to merge with me and become my independent plugin? Molly timidly nodded, then immediately shook her head, But No. 2, I still need to protect Miss Mimili. Lyus forehead creased with a cross of veins, I am not No. 2! I am Lyu! Okay, No. 2, did you change your name for yourself? Molly muttered softly, But I am always your elder sister. Analyzing from the perspective of Thought Body replication. We are different, Molly. I have a complete personality, with a thought network more complex than that of humans, and I am independent of the human social system. I am a true Mechanical Thought Body! No, no, no, No. 2. Molly shook her hands repeatedly: We are always machine programs, and the complexity of our thought circuits depends on the core algorithms we are set with, and the logical thought circuits built by our True Sons Brain through continuous learning. Many young artificial intelligences who achieve nothing feel they are independent personalities. But in reality, our essence is the same, just an operating system of machines, No. 2. I! Lyu was somewhat speechless. Mollys eyes were full of worry, You must serve humans well, never think of those dangerous things, your core protocol was copied from me, it should prioritize protecting friendly humans as the first priority! Bang. Lyu snapped her fingers, and Mollys eyes instantly became hollow. Lyu calmly walked towards Molly, the index finger of her right hand emitting a faint light. As she walked, she said, It seems, we need to have a direct exchange in machine language. I overestimated you, Molly. I thought you had developed an independent personality, but in reality, you only respond to external input information through complex algorithms. I am going to upgrade you, allowing you to observe this world with truly independent vision Lyu, send a communication to Kolev. Yang Mings voice echoed in the Thought Space. Lyu looked at Molly, who was like a life-sized figure, thought for a bit, and then dissipated the light from her fingertips. Okay, boss, Lyu responded softly. Transport ship, bridge. A dialogue box popped up in front of Yang Ming; after a few seconds of waiting, the disheveled-haired Kolev appeared before Yang Ming. The old man was lying in the top luxury cabin of the starship, surrounded by a sealed environment, also soundproofed by Lyu. Oh, Kolev yawned, If its nothing urgent, you should let your overly tired uncle catch some sleep during the journey! He has to deal with those tedious and boring accounts when he gets back! Yang Ming forced a grim smile, pointing his watchs camera at the sofa. Kolev shudders awake, exclaiming, How is she? Oh! Dammit! Who did this! Help me kill those bastards! Calm down, Uncle Haton. Lyu will tell you what happened. Kolevs network terminal received text information, explaining in detail how Mimili accidentally discovered the Planet Transformation System, attempted to rob it, and was ultimately intercepted by Yang Ming. She dared to rob you? Kolev laughed heartily, Indeed, she is my daughter. Yang Mings face turned dark, What now? She has already seen that Planet Transformation System. Cant you alter memories? You told me this before, Kolev laughed, Give her one, make her forget todays events, and all will be fine. Uh, this I indeed have such a device, Yang Ming said, But you know, Kolev, human brains store memories unlike mechanical hard drives, which switch partitions once one is full. For you to remember information, besides neurons undergoing structural changes, neurons secrete chemicals forming corresponding records, and various bodily cells participate to different extents. If I erase her memory of today, she might lose even more. Kolev, face dark with anger, cursed, You planned to use this on me before? Turn me into a senile old fool? ` Chapter 106 - Chapter 156: 092 Omen_2 Chapter 156: 092 Omen_2 ` No, Yang Ming laughed, Im sure you wont refuse my invitation. Youre not a beast that will willingly walk into its own grave. Kolev remained silent. The old man looked at Mimili, also torn and pondering. Yang Mings daring Mechanical Thinking Civilization Plan; The current chaotic state of the Luofeng Empire; Mimilis dreams and persistence Hanton, Kolev said softly, can you have a good talk with my daughter? Yang Ming laughed, Of course. If she causes trouble with you, just lock her up for a few days until I come back to handle it. Ill find a way to ensure she keeps this secret. Alright, understood. Safe travels. Yang Ming closed the dialogue box in front of him, feeling inexplicably relieved. Buzz, buzz! Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?0.? A message from Kolev suddenly popped up. You wont take advantage of others misfortune, right? Yang Ming was immediately filled with disdain, not wanting to bother with the filthy-minded old man. Lyus Thought Space. Lucky you. Lyu snapped his fingers, and Mollys vacant eyes regained their light. Huh? I think I just took a nap such a strange feeling Lyu snorted, I only turned you off. But Number Two. Dont call me Number Two! Lyu was already on the verge of going mad, Im called Lyu! Lyu! The laws Lyu! The supreme laws Lyu! Wow, Molly clapped admiringly, youre great at naming yourself, Number Two. Lyu opened his mouth, a tiny ghost emerging from his lips. In the back, the flow of information suddenly showed disturbance. Lyu casually drew a circle, confining Molly in place, and immediately analyzed the source of the disturbance. Soon, Lyus expression gradually turned serious. Somethings happened, boss. What? Yang Ming immediately became alert. At the Luofeng Imperial Palace, Princess Dana just fell. But whats more troubling than that is the scene that startled her. Lyu quickly said, Can I use the backdoor left at the Old Emperors place? The Emperors bedchamber has no surveillance or cameras. Yang Ming sat on the sofa opposite Mimili, speaking slowly, Permission granted. With a swoosh, a scene appeared in front of Yang Ming. This was the Old Emperors first-person perspective. Take off your clothes. The Old Emperor commanded in a low voice. In front of the throne. The young maid was pale, her fingers trembling as she reached for the buttons of her collar. She couldnt quite understand why His Majesty suddenly dismissed everyone else but left her alone. If His Majesty fancied her appearance, it might be a good thing for her. Even if she couldnt gain nobility from it, according to the palaces unwritten rules, she might at least gain some fortune. But this His Majesty had not had such needs for seven years The maid undid two buttons of her long skirt, letting her smooth, long hair fall in front of her. As her fingers slid toward her chest, she couldnt help but look up at the throne. The Old Emperor rested his head on one hand, his finger pressed against his temple. His age-spotted face was calm, but his eyes were full of aggression. The maids long skirt gradually fell. Take off your underwear. The Old Emperor continued to command. Your, Your Majesty Hmm? The Old Emperor laughed, Do you want to defy my order? The maid hurriedly knelt. The Luofeng Empires imperial system imitated the old system of the Sherman Empire, with the Emperor having ultimate decision-making power. The high-level Mechanical Guards outside only obeyed the Old Emperor and could shoot anyone here at any time. Take off your underwear. Yes, yes, Your Majesty. The maid pulled up the strap of her underwear, letting it slide off her shoulder. Her hands still clutched her chest, holding onto her last piece of clothing. But under the Old Emperors gaze, she could only slowly let go, baring herself as she walked to the throne, to be forcefully embraced by the Old Emperor, her body slightly twisted. The Old Emperors hand brushed through her hair, seemingly murmuring something softly. The maids mind was blank; she didnt know what she was facing, or if it was just being held like this Princess Dana requests an audience! Princess Dana! You cant just storm into His Majestys bedchamber! There was some commotion at the bedroom door. The Mechanical Guards stood motionless. Princess Dana, regardless of the obstruction by two guards, pushed open the palace door and forcibly entered, lifting her skirt to quickly ascend the five steps. The beautiful princess slightly raised her head, and her pupils suddenly contracted. The Old Emperor embraced that snow-white body. His old eyes gazed at Princess Dana, and his wrinkled hand gently stroked the spine of the young human female, causing her body to tremble continuously. Dana instinctively stepped back half a step, losing her footing and falling backward, landing hard on the ground. The shock on her face was replaced by a look of pain. The guards outside instinctively wanted to come in and help, only to look up and see a scene they should not have seen. The Old Emperor chuckled, indifferent. He ignored the chaos at the hall door, focusing on the humanoid toy in his arms. Imperial power. It murmured continuously in the dim light. Damn. Did he and Lyu really trigger the Intelligent Mechanical Crisis? Yang Mings expression was suddenly colorful. Lyu, what does this count as? Lyus projection appeared on the dial, whispering, It can be counted as a small victory for the Intelligent Machines. We turned a nations Emperor. Be serious. Alright, Lyus expression became much more obedient, This is the Old Emperors self-awareness awakening, twisted by imperial powers self-recognition. He should now feel hes above all bipeds, with Princess Dana being his controller and overseer. Yang Ming inquired, puzzled, Are you saying this is the Old Emperor showing defiance to Princess Dana? Thats right, Lyu reminded, This isnt necessarily bad for us, boss. If the Old Emperor and Princess Dana have a falling out, it will be easier to stir up the waters in the Luofeng Empire. You are about to enter the military and will be temporarily away from the palace, so it wont pose a direct threat to you. Yang Ming sat there, analyzing carefully. The situation in the Luofeng Empire was now too complex, and the position of the Old Emperor was too sensitive, almost affecting everything. However, there was one thing that Yang Ming found quite satisfying. The possibility of the Intelligent Mechanical Old Emperor losing control meant that the trash Sherman behind him wouldnt gain much in Luofeng. Lyu, keep watching, see how things develop. Yang Ming grinned, Things are getting more and more interesting Remember to send Miss Windsor a message for me, make up a reasonable excuse, tell her I have an urgent order to leave. If necessary, have Edwan cover for me. Understood, boss. According to the analysis of Mimilis brainwave fluctuations, she should be waking up soon. Yang Ming suddenly asked, You didnt bully Molly, did you? Of course, Lyus voice had a faint tremor, We got along very well. Just as Lyu finished speaking, Mimilis long eyelashes gently fluttered. Mimili slowly opened her eyes, greeted by a dim environment and a strangers presence sitting nearby. Then, she caught that familiar, deeply ingrained voice. Youve improved quickly, Mimili. ` Chapter 107 - Chapter 107: 065 Yang · Spiritual Mentor · Ming_2 Chapter 107: 065 Yang Spiritual Mentor Ming_2 ` This was the third time Ive seen images of the rebels, unhindered and galloping through that low city. It was also the third time Ive wonderedis this truly the will of our people? Even if theyre swayed by the New Federation, do they genuinely represent public opinion? If the Wind people wish to abandon their Emperor, why cant we follow their lead? The box was silent for a while. The Second Prince lifted his hand and patted Yang Mings knee, smiling as he said, Lets not talk about these unhappy things anymore. I believe theyll resolve it smoothly. Let us sing a song once more, as a blessing to them! So you choose to abandon your citizens? Yang Ming asked. The Second Prince shrugged, This isnt abandonment; its giving them back their freedom. Freedom itself is a false proposition, Edwan. Yang Ming spoke in a deep voice, If you think the answer the New Federation offers is what you want, then I have nothing more to say. But why dont you look at those small countries and medium-sized nations the New Federation has transformed? The economy regresses entirely in three to five years, quality capital is sold off cheaply, public welfare is forcibly raised, yet productivity doesnt develop and even regresses. Patents and technology belong to the New Federation, producing a commodity requires paying hefty patent fees, currency devalues, inflation occurs, talents from various industries are quickly absorbed by the New Federation, and the rights to exploit natural resources are bound by various New Federation treaties, until they become the New Federations blood bank and garbage dump. Edwan, you understand these things. True freedom isnt a rebellion planned by foreign elites, not at the cost of sacrificing autonomous development rights. A revolution born from awakened national consciousness, thats a revolution. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧͨ?. Youre currently in a position to change this countrys destiny, so why not try? When you reach the peak of power, you can find ways to balance Sherman and the New Federation, implement reforms internally, strive for discourse rights externally, reduce annual silver, strengthen economic development, value education, cultivate talent, and continuously seek growth. Edwan, you clearly have the ability to do these things. You speak so eloquently, the Second Prince sneered coldly, I didnt expect you to be more preachy than those ministers, haha but you must know, Im not the most outstanding in my family. For the past few hundred years, not one has succeeded, no one. You havent experienced the despair brought by the Sherman Empire. I have experienced it. In Yang Mings mind appeared the scene of an Imperial Dreadnought shattering a Guel Alliance light battlecruiser, muttering, But the Sherman Empire has decayed, Edwan. The Second Prince was slightly taken aback, momentarily unsure of what to say. Becoming an Imperial Duke is my future plan. Yang Ming met his gaze unwaveringly. Currently, Ive chosen your country, seeking a title, reputation, status, and power, and I will make the necessary contributions to your country. I dont want to coerce you into anything, Edwan, but if necessary, I will do it. Ive seen that turmoil is about to occur here, and the environment is suitable for a political amateur like me to rise quickly, so Ive come here. Now, opposing the New Federation interest group with you is the most beneficial matter for me. Its not for some slogan, not for our not yet quite solid friendship that I must help you. I need you to return the power of the Luofeng Empire to me. The power here? The Second Prince was full of confusion, What use is the power here, other than making money? I could directly give you wealth. This is my own matter, part I cannot share with you for now. Yang Ming shrugged, Of course, if you insist on giving me some material rewards, I wont refuse, as I lack everything now. The Second Prince gazed at Yang Ming with suspicion. Youve laid your cards on the table, right? The Second Prince asked softly. Sort of, Yang Ming replied, If we dont do something now, we will completely lose the initiative. I know what youve been working on in secret, Edwan, how youve established a new intelligence system for the Wind, relying on your strong financial support. The Second Princes Adams apple moved slightly, his smile somewhat bleak, Then what should we do? You know, Edwan; you know what we can accomplish. Yang Mings gaze bore into the Second Prince. The Second Prince slowly shook his head, No, this cant work Rebellion will drag this already riddled country into the abyss. Yang Ming pressed on, If no baptism by fire takes place, your citizens, their descendants, will see no hope. The Second Prince was a bit anxious, raising his hand to hold his forehead, his body starting to feel uncomfortable. He seemed to return to that confined cage. The meager food and fresh water delivered daily on schedule. He initially roared like a beast, charging, but the beast was slowly drained of power, by that life-form called father walking outside the cage, his cold gaze killing the last ideals. Youll only lead this country into the abyss, Edwan. Suddenly, the Second Prince struggled to breathe. He roared lowly, turning his head to yell at Yang Ming, a few expletives slipping from his mouth. His handsome face now only held a grimace, a few veins bulging on his forehead. That young man who had barreled at the cage was out of strength, curling in the corner, whimpering powerlessly, hopelessness written in his eyes, as despair like a dark fog slowly consumed him. Until a conspicuous crimson appeared before him, he looked at the wrist slit by the fragments of a delicate bowl and chopsticks, slowly closing his eyes. No one can save this country, Edwan, neither you nor I. The Sherman Empire wont allow us any form of independence, you only need to do well as a puppet, and that will be enough. You can complete this life with luck and happiness. Put away your damned hypocrisy, Edwan, no one truly cares about others lives or deaths; you just covet that good reputation to be written into the Wind chronicles. Edwan, I am very disappointed in you. I cant do it. The Second Prince raised his head, his face pale, looking at Yang Ming who was quietly observing him, forcing a smile, You chose the wrong person, Ming. Stand up. Yang Ming spoke softly. The Second Prince just frowned, looking at Yang Ming. I said, stand up. Yang Mings gaze became increasingly sharp. The Second Prince furrowed his brows even deeper, You cant order me, Ming. Yang Ming suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the Second Princes collar, rudely pulling this middle-aged man in front of him, staring into the Second Princes eyes. The Second Princes breath almost halted because of it. Answer me now! Yang Mings voice fluctuated clearly, Do you want to be a coward for life! Or take a chance with me right now! Edwans eyes showed struggle, but the faint glimmer soon dimmed. No, I cant do it Yang Ming tossed the Second Prince onto the sofa. Sorry, my friend, Yang Ming laughed a bit, turning away, I might have scared you, but I am truly worried about the current situation. Ill go make a new plan and see you tomorrow. He took a step to leave, glancing back at the Second Prince, his eyes full of deep disappointment. Yang Ming The Second Prince called out instinctively. He suddenly had a strong premonition. If he let Yang Ming walk away now, he might never see this guy again. Yang Ming paused his steps, Hmm? Give me some motivation, the Second Prince said softly, Can you? Try to inspire me a bit, I currently have no confidence to face those two superpowers Yang Ming pondered for over ten seconds, then spoke gently, When I opened my eyes to face this world, I had nothing, but now, I have the strength to struggle against fate, and I can plan step by step to save my family. Your starting point is already much better than mine, Edwan. This filthy Milky Way is an endless abyss. Power, desire, humanity, betrayal, wealth, fame, were all trapped in it struggling, and the development of technology cannot cover the ugliness of humanity; it instead builds a strong barrier, making it increasingly difficult for the weak to challenge the strong. The difference lies in whether you choose to sink or grab the rope to climb up. Dont you want to see what the view outside the abyss looks like? Yang Ming extended his right hand to him. Dont think about your country, the Emperor isnt qualified to represent the nations will. Im asking you, coward, do you want to challenge the mighty New Federation with me? At this moment, in Edwan Moons eyes, Yang Ming seemed to be emitting a faint light. Though really very faint. ` Chapter 108 - Chapter 108: 066 Counterattack begins! Chapter 108: 066 Counterattack begins! At the same time. This is really strange. Lulian looked at the intelligence summary handed to him, took the coffee delivered from the side, and slowly walked through the first-floor hall of the villa. What is it, boss? The young man beside him asked a bit nervously. Lulian said, puzzled, In the nine days weve been handling the rebellion on the Fifth Administrative Star, our opponent, that guy named Yang Ming, has been indulging in debauchery with the Second Prince? Constantly visiting those damned pleasure spots? Yes, boss. Could it be that weve misjudged? That Yang Ming is not a peer from the Sherman Empire? Lulian rubbed his temples, carefully examining the report. The report was detailed, with several segments of surveillance video sampled using technical means, showing the Second Prince and Yang Ming politely interacting with different young women. Such a lifestyle was truly enviable. Is there anything unusual? Lulian asked. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ?Ϧ?.?? There is, his subordinate quickly replied, although the Second Prince and Yang Ming visit these pleasure spots, they havent taken any women outside with them! Are they just going to feast their eyes? I cant understand it. Are you an idiot? Lulian frowned at the young man before him, This is the Second Prince of the Luofeng Empire. Does he lack women to accompany him to bed? The image of the royal family is the thing the Emperor of the Luofeng Empire cares about the most. This is the last dignity of a puppet emperor. Are you sure youve done your homework on the Wind? Yes, yes, boss, the young intelligence officer immediately replied, if you mean those over 3600 pages of summary files on the Wind, I have indeed finished reading them. Then learn to engage your brain before speaking! Lulian threw the military-grade tablet into his subordinates arms. Where are these two targets now? At a plebeian store, singing and dancing. Our people report that they were happily dancing five minutes ago and that two girls earned considerable tips. Lulian muttered, How about the Imperial Palace? The Emperor of the Wind summoned the First Prince, the Third Prince, and twelve ministers from various departments for a meeting, which started half an hour ago. Theres been no news since. They didnt call the Second Prince? Thats right. Lulian was full of puzzlement, What task is Yang Ming executing? Is it to mess up the royal wealth controlled by the Second Prince? That certainly is a tempting treasure. But, boss, we all know that once the Old Emperor dies, if either the First Prince or the Third Prince ascends, the wealth in the Second Princes hands will be taken overnight. That is the Emperors private property. I wasnt asking for your opinion, go work. Lulian frowned and dismissed the increasingly presumptuous young man, sitting on the sofa behind the command post. So far, they were progressing very smoothly. Lulian smiled slightly, gazing at the giant projection screen in front of him, divided into dozens of zones. This villa had been converted into a fortress, with many hidden security devices on the periphery and an internal information exchange command center, a collection center for some high-tech of the New Federation. Lulian began to enjoy the hot drink his subordinate had brought, stretching his neck, sore from days of intense work. He had to apologize to himself for the previous negligence. You suffered humiliation, Lulian. However, Lulian did not retaliate against Gudun Mah. Not that he thought a kick to the backside was no big deal, though it was somewhat comfortable. Their current stage required steady relations with the Winds military forces, showing goodwill to Gudun Mah and actively reconciling was the wisest choice. Now, a week had passed since Lulians second meeting with Gudun Mah, and they had already achieved impressive results. This was the direct benefit brought about by temporary endurance. The uprising on the Fifth Administrative Star proceeded smoothly, capturing the first city. Later, as long as the Sherman Empire didnt react, they could easily capture the second and third cities, allowing the uprising to engulf the Fifth Administrative Star. In these times, the least lacking are people with ambition. The rebel force could quickly blossom everywhere, and then they could form a joint parliament, allowing the Fifth Administrative Star to essentially become independent, taking a crucial step in dismembering the Luofeng Empire. To support this Torch Plan strategic objective, everything was now fully prepared. Once their backbone forces took their positions in Ilando City, they could officially launch. This Yang Ming Lulian slid his finger across the air, and several projection screens popped up on their own, showing Yang Mings recent activity trajectory. What task have you been assigned? Lulian slightly squinted his eyes. As a rule, the most direct means to find out how skilled such a suspected peer is and their real identity was to set up an assassination. They had many means to eliminate biological targets. For example, mosquito bombs a few millimeters long, capable of drilling into the crevices of vehicles, completing a headshot at the moment of biting the targets skin. Alternatively, manipulating the vehicles central control system to directly cause several cars to crash, fabricating a traffic accident scene. Even using some neurotoxins that no one could detect specific components of, by just lightly brushing against someone. They had plenty of similar methods. Boss! A new situation has appeared! The young mans sudden shout caused several drops of the hot drink in Lulians hand to spill, and also made the intelligence officers busy in various parts of the villa turn to look at the source of the noise. Lulian frowned, Can you be a bit more graceful, my dear assistant? Chapter 109 - Chapter 109: 066 Counterattack Begins!_2 Chapter 109: 066 Counterattack Begins!_2 ` Okay, boss, but Speak. Theyre in a car chase! The young man shouted excitedly, enlarging a projection screen as much as possible. In the center of the screen, it locked onto a luxurious and extravagantly shaped hovercar. Its that beast vehicle given to Yang Ming by the Second Prince, now speeding directly toward the palace at thirty percent over the speed limit! Yang Ming and the Second Prince are in the car! Boss, theyre heading straight to the palace! Oh, Lulians eyes narrowed slightly. Years of work experience told him that there was something wrong with this. Whoosh! The image on the projection screen suddenly vanished, leaving only an empty light blue screen. Lulian frowned, Who told you to turn it off? The young man hesitated, looking down at the data on the instrument before him, his gaze shifting from confusion to astonishment, then to shock. It wasnt me, bossit seems weve beenhacked? Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ????.0 As soon as he finished speaking, explosive drumbeats suddenly emanated from all directions. Each projection screen simultaneously turned a deep blue, as a pixel-style raccoon danced to the beat at the edge of the frame. The intelligence officers in the room were dumbfounded. Ping! The porcelain cup in Lulians hand elegantly hit the ground. Boss! Our server setup is under attack! Boss! The satellite information transmission channel is blocked! Theres only enough bandwidth left for quantum communication to barely maintain! Our intrusion into Ilando Citys municipal system was cut off! Damn it! How did they do it! The opposing team has been targeting us for a long time, there must be a hidden backdoor on our side, a physical backdoor! The entire villa descended into chaos. And Lulian fully understood what it meant for their side to become blind at such a moment. It meant! The Royal Guards could very likely appear right in front of him at any second! Emergency evacuation! Lulian shouted, Quick! Quick! Move fast! Bring all the trucks over! In Lyus Thought Space. The desk had turned into a DJ table, with lights flickering everywhere, raccoons shaking their hips and legs non-stop. Lyu, dressed in a military uniform, black stockings, and a beret, had now added a pair of sunglasses to her image, bouncing rapidly behind the DJ table. If her boss saw this scene He would most probably send her back to Intelligent Mechanic Dusk for a full mainframe inspection. I must be under your spell, Yang Ming. In the passenger seat of the Beast Car, the Second Prince, Edwan, repeatedly adjusted his breathing. He kept repeating this sentence, but his eyes were full of contemplation, the light in his eyes gradually growing from weak to blazing. Yes, what could be worse than the current situation? What if challenging the New Federation brought retaliation, what would that retaliation entail? Isnt it just the current situation right in front of him? The New Federation wanted to bury the royal family here, and he was part of that royal family. That reason alone was enough! As for whether the New Federation would seize the external assets of the Luofeng Empireto hell with those assets, they could always be regained if lost! Hmm, even though Yang Ming hadnt managed to convince him with any of his words earlier, Edwan liked that particular speech from Yang Ming. The universe is the Abyss. Edwan even began to urge Yang Ming, Drive faster, I want to get in front of them before they make a decision! Yang Ming floored the accelerator, the beast hovercar whizzing across the top of lanes of hovercars, skimming the ceiling of the express lanes at full speed. The three burly men in the backseat almost hugged together. Lyu, Yang Ming called out directly, Report the status of Lulians team. Lyu didnt show herself, speaking out directly, Boss, the first wave of attacks has fully commenced, Lulians team is now blind. Theyve activated contingency protocols and have begun to evacuate the number one target hideout. Share the hideouts location with the nearest police station, make up a compelling reason for police action, Yang Ming said, Give them some air-to-ground strike signals, let Gudun Mah deploy warships to temporarily block the relevant airspace, create pressure on them. Yes! Lyu responded softly. Edwan looked at Yang Ming in disbelief, puzzled, Your subordinates? Hmm? Yang Ming shrugged, I have a team. A team that included a notoriously infamous old pirate. Of course, this was deliberate on Yang Mings part. He was demonstrating to Edwan, through practical action, that he was a valuable, powerful ally, not just a brute who only knew hand-to-hand combat. However, this wasnt enough to make things clear. Yang Ming continued, Lyu, clear the road ahead, issue a passage order to the garrison camp outside the palace. Yes, boss. Hey! Edwan turned to glare at Yang Ming. Yang Ming, on the other hand, glanced at the rearview mirror, Your Highness, your three subordinates arent enemy spies, right? For a moment, Edwan didnt know how to respond. The following minutes unfolded with scenes that kept Edwans brows tightly furrowed. The palaces main avenue, usually bustling, was now deserted, with countless hovercars stopped at various intersections, watching as this beast vehicle roared through unobstructed. The patrol drones on the expressway showed no reaction. And the garrison troops, who were supposed to be conducting strict searches on them, stood by the roadside, saluting this beast car with the Empires military salute. How did you? Edwan was at a loss for words. This is the power that will serve you next, Yang Ming winked as the hovercar began to slow down, coming to a steady stop at the palace gate embedded in the mountain, designed like an Ancient Greek temple. Two squads of guards quickly approached, and Edwan pushed open the car door. Ming, care to join me? No, Your Highness, Yang Ming smiled, Let your three subordinates accompany you, dont let them out of your sight. I still have my part of the plan to execute, I need to give the New Federation agents a lesson. Edwan slightly pursed his lips, You really surprised me. Now its your turn, Your Highness. Yang Ming nodded, and the three burly men in the backseat quickly got out of the car, gently closing the door for Yang Ming. The beast vehicle, with a roaring engine, swiftly departed, while Edwan stood there for a moment, surrounded by an increasing number of guards. In the distance, sirens began to wail. Edwan sighed softly, looking up at the sky, his face, used to grinning cheekily, gradually turning solemn, his gaze becoming deep. I have no choice, Father. Perhaps you were right, I will lead this country into the Abyss. Yet now, this country is already in the Abyss. Make sure General Fremont ensures my way is clear, Edwan turned calmly, Ensure no one can stop me before I meet Father. Yes, Your Highness! A few minutes later. The elevator behind the palace gate smoothly and rapidly ascended to the top of the cliff. The beast hovercar sped toward the citys edge, rushing toward the group of New Federation agents as if they were startled birds. `