Walk alone in the abyss

"Go to the fleet below to practice? You are a coach to go to practice. If this gets out, how should we explain to the public? Hahaha."

"The main reason is to confront the New Federation head-on."

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"I've been hiding in the back, my bones are about to grow spurs, I feel like I'm going to fight again, I wonder if I can form a small team, and I'll take the jumping gang to attack the opponent's command ship or something.

"The New Federation may be on guard against my combat methods, but the other two haven't experienced my little assault skills yet."

Several generals including Thomas laughed out loud.

Lieutenant General Thomas said slowly: "The tactic of jumping gangs is only suitable for small-scale warship conflicts. The next thing we want to fight is a battle involving the number of medium and large ships on the order of 50,000. Even small ships , and can only be used as a suicide ship.”

"Yeah Hunton, as long as you appear in the chain of command, there will be a flag effect."

"Don't even think about jumping on the gang, you jump on it, if the dreadnought fires and bombards the ship, wouldn't we have sacrificed an imperial hero in vain?"

Yang Ming could only smile bitterly beside him.

Sure enough, these generals just didn't take his white ghost seriously.

It's also very good, so at least you don't have to play the role of pawns and cannon fodder in the war of imperial aggression.

"I'm going back to read the book first. I might not be able to finish studying the "Battle Formation Outline" produced by the military department in half a year."

"Hahaha, that book is a compulsory course for generals, and I have read it for more than ten years."

"Young people are eager to learn, that's right, Hanton, it's time for you to transform into a commander."

Several generals encouraged him, Yang Ming responded with a smile, put the glass aside, and then walked away slowly.

His hearing was much higher than that of ordinary people, and before leaving, he listened to the conversations of several generals.

Sure enough, as soon as he left, they began to chat about the current predicament of the expeditionary force and the pressure they were under.

Lieutenant General Thomas sighed:

"Facing the three major powers at the same time, the number of main battleships of the other party exceeds the number of our expeditionary force. They don't have to forcefully mix and launch fierce attacks on us in three directions. We have to deal with enemies in three directions."

"Yeah, this is different from a defensive battle. We don't have planetary orbital guns, no Emperor Star Fortress group, and the transfer application for the Skyfury Fortress was also rejected by the higher authorities. This is still rare. The Empire cannot defeat the enemy's war in terms of firepower. .”

"Levy Fleet..."

"Don't discuss this, that's not the combat power we should consider, we can't count them in."

In the corridor, Yang Ming, who had already slowed down, listened to Lieutenant General Thomas' warning, and walked away.

Just heard something interesting.

"Boss!"

The officers passing by in front saluted at the same time, Yang Ming smiled and nodded, already used to this atmosphere.

He didn't have to show anything deliberately, he could do whatever he wanted naturally and comfortably, and these officers wouldn't serve him wholeheartedly just because of a few polite words from him.

Back in the rest cabin, Yang Ming quickly stripped naked and took a shower, then jumped behind the chair in his boxers, and continued to browse the portal website specially provided by the military department.

A lot of news here is faster than outside, and the basic authenticity of the news can be guaranteed.

The disadvantage is that it is too hardcore, and the website is so huge that you can't even see a few pictures of the girls. Occasionally, some illustrations pop up, and they are all kinds of weapons and equipment.

Hum, buzz!

Yang Ming's watch vibrated several times in a row.

Any news from Law?

In the server that Yahaxing rented at the beginning, what did Li leave for Li?

Yang Ming opened his wristwatch and glanced, his brows furrowed in an instant.

【I'm Molly! Boss, can you see my information? Is this the channel to send you messages! Something went wrong here! 】

Molly?

What is the law doing?

[Don't panic, what's wrong? 】

[I don't know how to describe it. Law was sucked into a vortex, and the vortex continued to expand outward, and now it has become a gravitational lens-shaped ring with many galaxies inside. But these should all be special effects. 】

Yang Ming's blood pressure rose slightly.

Molly's message jumped over again.

[I looked inside, and I could see two Lil with wings growing from their backs, ah, no, one is Lil, with a black, long and straight shape, and the other is a goddess with a mechanical thinking body, in the shape of a pair of ponytails. Two big swords are cutting each other. Every collision is a confrontation of each other's logic programs, and every confrontation is a tremor of their respective structural circuits. To be precise, they seem to be in conflict, and they seem to be engaging in a relatively intense communication that only belongs to mechanical thinking bodies. This kind of communication is really beyond the comprehension of our low-end artificial intelligence. Amazing! 】

Yang Ming's blood pressure could hardly be suppressed.

Being used to Li's reporting style, he suddenly realized that Molly next to Mimily was really...

[They are fighting? 】

[Ah, yes, yes, they are fighting! 】

[Are you in Li's thinking space? 】

[Yes! 】

[Are the areas normal? 】

[Let me see, Xiaoliuli has made this place very complicated. Her computing power is too strong, and she can monitor many places in real time. Their confrontation did not mobilize their computing power. There are no abnormalities in other places, wow, boss, you are already so strong! No wonder my Mimily always misses being the woman behind the boss, so much money... so many resources... so many mechanical thinking bodies... so many omnic fleets... Well, my attitude towards you before seems to be a little bit Frivolous, you can just call me Xiaoli from now on...]

Yang Ming's forehead was covered with black lines.

But the news Molly brought made him slightly relieved.

Law is fighting against reason, and the form of confrontation is not a confrontation of computing power; the core of the two of them is equal. After all, Yang Ming's omnic Twilight assessment progress has already tied up with Levi Sherman back then.

What is the purpose of reason?

Yang Ming has now gradually understood the muddy waters of the empire.

All the key points of contradictions in the empire converge on the Sherman family and Li, one is Levi's heir, and the other is Levi's companion mechanical thinking body.

In other words, although Levy died, he was still affecting the operation of the entire empire.

Judging from the fact that Molly can still communicate with herself without hindrance, Li should be fine, and now she should just be caught by Li.

As for the two goddesses of the mechanical thinking body spreading their wings in the starry sky and holding their big swords against each other...

In essence, it is just an animation display, which is meaningless.

Yang Ming communicated with Molly for a while, and asked Molly to report to him the situation there in time, and to report to him in time if there were problems in other areas.

Molly can be regarded as the artificial intelligence brought up by the old Kolev, and has been secretly upgraded by the law. Generally speaking, she can be trusted.

Except for the nagging one.

In the cabin, Yang Ming was wearing boxer shorts and pacing with his hands behind his back, feeling a little anxious inexplicably in his heart.

This is the 'arrhythmia syndrome', I am too dependent on the law on weekdays.

...

Luofeng, Yilan Duoxing, deep in the palace.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest."

"End Machine No. 1," Miss Gui Na gently reminded from the side.

Edwan's girlfriend dressed up specially tonight, put on burgundy underwear, and sprayed Edwan's favorite perfume, but at this moment, she had already fallen asleep in the lounge next to her.

Behind the desk, Edwan pushed back the chair and exhaled lightly.

"There's a lot of work to do every day."

"You can actually entrust me to help you with some daily affairs," Gui Na said softly, "I have installed the latest office system."

"Really? I'll ask for your help later," Edwan pointed to the table in front of him.

"How is your boss doing?" he asked.

"I haven't received any information synchronization in the last half an hour," Gui Na said softly, "However, there won't be any problems with the boss, so don't worry, judging from the current situation of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, the war will end in a week's time." The time period exploded."

Edwan held his neck and got up to stretch his muscles: "Actually, even if he encounters any difficulties, I can't help him. He is always helping me... Oh, Guina, if I were replaced by someone else , Does it have no effect on Luofeng?"

"Your Majesty Edwan, you are too arrogant."

Gui Na said:

"The Luofeng Empire with you is the Luofeng Empire that the boss can rest assured. Others will most likely be tempted by power to degenerate themselves, but you can keep yourself safe and keep moving towards the goal you set.

"It's a very precious quality."

"Quality? Why don't you convert it into a few grams of ingenuity for me," Edwan pointed to the lounge, "I'm going to sleep, you should go and recharge your batteries."

Gui Na smiled and said, "Although Gui Na doesn't need to recharge conventionally, I have captured your humor."

Edwan showed an awkward but gentle smile.

He turned his head to leave, and the projection device on the table suddenly lit up, it was General Leon Darbic.

"His Majesty!"

"What's wrong Leon?"

Dabiqi pondered for a few moments. He contacted the goddess just now and got no feedback. After much deliberation, he decided to pass the news to Edwan.

"Your Majesty, a formation of six imperial ships has appeared on the border, and they are heading towards Ilandor."

Dabic said quickly:

"In about three hours, they will arrive at Ilando. According to the customs clearance information they provided, there are Her Royal Highness Princess Rona and the new deputy director of the Foreign Affairs Bureau who is in charge of Luofeng affairs. They are expected to arrive before dawn.

"At this juncture, they came to Luofeng, probably because they wanted Luofeng to pay more military expenses and ships.

"Are you still going to excuse your illness?"

Edwan raised his eyebrows slightly: "I already complained that I was sick in the last meeting, so if I continue to excuse my illness this time, will there be any problems?"

Dabic also said: "They took the initiative to come to the door, and they really meant that the visitors were not kind... My suggestion is to delay them first, find an excuse, and trap them near the border."

"Will this cause displeasure to the empire?"

"Your Majesty, the empire is at its wit's end right now," Darbic said. "We have already paid the full amount of military expenditure and dispatched the most elite fleet to assist the frontal battlefield. They have no legitimate reason to ask us to pay more."

Edwan lowered his head and thought for a while.

"Let's delay for a while and see if their attitude is firm enough," he said in a low voice. "We are now the fat of the vassal state, and they are now thinking about how to chop us off a few times."

"Yes, I will arrange it now."

Dabic shut down the comms.

Edwan rubbed his brows, couldn't help but yawned, but sat back behind his desk, took out a refreshing medicine, lowered his head and swallowed it.

Gui Na said softly, "It's time for you to rest."

"Isn't this another emergency?"

Edwan smiled, and began to search his intelligence server, looking for the latest appointment of officials from the Foreign Affairs Bureau, as well as the background information of these officials.

"Lorna is here at this time, is she really asking for money and a boat?"

Edwan frowned.

Gui Na said from the side: "Their intentions are unclear, but if they come to Luofeng voluntarily, they will exert direct and strong pressure on Luofeng. We can conduct comprehensive research and judgment based on their subsequent attitudes and requirements."

"Just like what Ming often said, when the soldiers come, they will block the water and cover them with soil, so let's see the tricks."

Edwan lowered his head and was about to continue working, then suddenly looked at Gui Na, staring blankly for a few seconds.

"His Majesty?"

"Gui Na, I remember you mentioned two skills last time?"

"Is it the technology of implanting anti-snooping chips in the brain?"

"Yes, that's the one, is it troublesome?"

"It can be done in fifteen minutes."

"Give me one," Edwane laughed. "If Lorna comes, I can't miss her. I'm afraid she will suddenly scan my brain or something."

Gui Na said softly; "Yes, this will be arranged for you. The preparation time will take a little longer. I will come from the synchronous track to adjust the instrument."

"Trouble."

"Sure, is there anything else you need me to do?"

Edwan smiled and shook his head, continuing to work at his desk.

...

[Has the law not ended the confrontation yet? 】

[Yes, they fought fiercely, and they have already developed an all-round logical confrontation. This is the will confrontation of the mechanical thinking body! 】

[Are there any problems in other areas? 】

[Let me see... Uh, a formation of the Sherman Empire appeared on the border of Luofeng, a formation of six ships, and a general named Dabic ordered them to be stopped, and they were doing an entry inspection. To delay. 】

formation?

Yang Ming immediately sat up on the bed.

[Who is on it? 】

【Princess Rhona of the Empire, a deputy director of the Foreign Affairs Bureau, the others are officials from the Foreign Affairs Bureau, the Finance Department, and several military generals. I read the feedback from Dabiqi that they should come to rob Luofeng. 】

Looting Luofeng?

Yang Ming rubbed the center of his brows, if he was robbing Luofeng, why would he mobilize the crowd so much?

What are they going to do?

【Molly, find a thinking body called Gui Na and send her a message. 】

[I found it, what are you posting? 】

Yang Ming entered a line of text: [Inject Edwang with a sleeping reagent, making him sleep on the bed all the time. 】

But after thinking about it, he felt that this was a bit...too tough for Edwan.

The Luofeng Empire originally belonged to Edwan. In essence, he took away the military power, and in turn controlled the royal family...

Yang Ming deleted the text and sent instructions to Mo Li.

[If Edwan agrees, inject him with a sleeping reagent and make him pretend to be unconscious. 】

[Good boss. 】

The light on the watch gradually faded.

Yang Ming sat by the bed, his expression a little cloudy and uncertain.

Turning his head and looking out of the porthole, he could see countless ship hulls, as well as the huge hull of the dreadnought ship.

If there is any disadvantage to Yang Ming and his forces in this war, then the only 'disadvantage' is being staged.

What Yang Ming is worried about now is that the Foreign Affairs Bureau will take the opportunity to target Edwang.

And now, he is trapped in the Imperial Expeditionary Force... Even if he is in Luofeng, unless he directly discloses key information, he cannot directly interfere with the meeting between the Foreign Affairs Bureau and Edwan.

disturbed.

This emotion rarely appeared, but it lingered around Yang Ming's body and refused to dissipate for a long time.