Walk alone in the abyss

Kolev turned around suddenly, and after seeing the figure behind him, he shouted in surprise:

"Han...hahaha! It's really you!"

Yang Ming put away the silver-white remote control in his hand.

Then, Kolev frowned, grabbed one of his beards, and gently tugged it.

"Hiss, this is not a dream, you really appeared before my eyes!"

But Kolev quickly calmed down.

He looked at Yang Ming's outfit at the moment.

He was dressed in a light blue maintenance uniform, with stubble on his face, tiredness from a long voyage in his eyes, and his mental state didn't seem to be very good.

"Oh, why are you down again? What should I call you now?" Kolev asked warily.

"Just call me Yang Ming," Yang Ming said softly, and then patted his shriveled belly, "Didn't my old friend have a full meal when he came here? Don't worry, I'm a normal person now, and the passport you gave me is still valid." Using."

"Of course! Wait a minute... oh, my robots are dead?"

Yang Ming raised his hand and pressed his watch twice, then said slowly, "Lü, have you revised their program?"

A three-inch-high projection of Molly No. 2 appeared on the watch, wearing an elegant evening dress, and said softly: "It has been revised, boss."

"Well, activate it."

Kolev keenly noticed that something was wrong with Molly 2's projection.

She is very meticulous and agile, but her expression is closer to Molly No. 1.

law?

It seems that even the name is different.

Kolev, the creator of Molly, certainly understands that Molly II does not have other functions other than controlling the spacecraft, nor does it add learning modules that require powerful computing power and energy support.

"Number two, do you remember me?" Kolev called softly.

The girl looked up, smiled decently at Kolev, and said quickly:

"Hello Mr. Kolev, you should be called Mr. Hatton now. My boss always mentions you. It is your generosity that makes my boss shine one in a hundred thousand times. But I am not number two, or, I am the No. 2 advanced body, and my name is Li."

Kolev said in surprise: "Yang Ming, you redesigned her?"

"Forget it," Yang Ming didn't want to talk about this topic now, "Get me something to eat first, and let me taste the extravagant lunch of your rich lord!"

By the window sill, in the living room, inside and outside the manor, the robots that had just shut down woke up at the same time, and continued to carry out the instructions they were executing before without incident.

The butler stepped forward, ignored Yang Ming, and said to Kolev: "Master, are you talking to the air? Your mental state worries me."

Kolev was stunned.

He turned his head to stare at Yang Ming, and then at the butler robot that he had modified the program himself, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Don't worry, the purpose of Li's transformation of them is to make them neither hear me nor see me, so as to prevent information leakage and not affect their normal work."

"Oh, how did you do that?"

Kolev's eyes were full of surprise, he stared at Yang Ming's watch like he was looking at a monster.

This watch was a gift from him before.

...

The old guy's life is really depraved now.

Yang Ming gnawed on the juicy roasted animal leg, enjoying the smooth taste brought by the chef's robot's precise knife skills, after a few mouthfuls of roasted meat, he couldn't help groaning a few times.

"It's been half a year," Yang Ming sighed, "I finally don't have to eat synthetic biscuits!"

The girl muttered from his watch: "Synthetic biscuits are much more nutritious than this one, you have taken in excess fat and protein."

"Shut up, you," Yang Ming scolded with a smile, "You don't know how unpalatable the synthetic biscuit you make is, it's pig food."

"Okay, boss, you can press the power button of that instrument yourself in the future."

Yang Ming scolded: "Give me some face, Lil! This is in front of my old buddy!"

"If the price of pleasure is self-degradation, then I suggest that you maintain self-discipline to ensure quick thinking." Li said seriously.

She added:

"Even if your life level has surpassed that of ordinary life forms of your species, you still have a lot of room for improvement."

"You may remain silent while I dine, this is an order."

Lily fell silent for a moment.

Yang Ming inserted something similar to an earth cherry tomato, and sighed comfortably as he ate his mouth full of juice.

The world is finally quiet.

Afterwards, Yang Ming looked at Kolev who was at the side with a suspicious face.

"Surprised? My dear old chap."

Kolev raised his hand to signal the robots serving around him to retreat, took out a pen from his coat pocket, twisted the cap of the pen, and the pink isolation cover wrapped the two of them.

Kolev asked with twinkling eyes.

"Who is Lina?"

"The female spy who tried to put me in a clear can."

"Where did she die?"

"Ol Hayf synchronous orbit."

"Is my daughter's mole on her left or right shoulder?"

"Does your daughter have a mole on her shoulder?" Yang Ming looked puzzled, "How would I know? I never looked at her shoulder."

"Oh," Kolev squinted and smiled, and put down the laser pistol hidden under the table in satisfaction. "You are indeed my old buddy. What have you been doing for the past six months? Where is the Feinan?"

"It's not here, it's parked outside your secret base now, you can pick us up anytime," Yang Ming said, "Your base is empty, where did Mimily go?"

Kolev looked a little gloomy: "The child will grow up one day. We had a quarrel, and she chose to continue to fulfill her dream and become the freest pirate in the starry sky."

Yang Ming was not surprised by this at all: "Respect her."

"Yes," Kolev sighed, "but she has a problem, that is, she is not cruel enough."

Yang Ming picked up the warm and sweet animal milk and drank it all in one gulp, feeling his whole body full of energy again.

"Okay Kolev, let's talk about business."

Kolev curled his lips and raised his legs like a grandfather.

"Yang Ming, if the business is to form a pirate group, then I can tell you clearly that you have missed the only chance. I like the life I have now, and my money is enough to make others respect me."

"You need me to conquer you, the second time," Yang Ming said with a smile.

Kolev smiled confidently, ready to defend himself.

"My goal has never been to become a pirate," Yang Ming said briskly, "I need your assistance this time, because the only person I can trust is you, and next I need an experienced and intelligent assistant, as well as a Reasonable rich status as a cover."

Kolev waved his hand impatiently: "Save your rhetoric to those ignorant girls! I have lost a lot by cooperating with you once, let alone becoming your long-term assistant!"

Yang Ming's expression became quite serious.

He propped his arms on the edge of the table, interlaced his fingers, leaned forward, and his eyes were so sincere.

"Remember Kolev?"

"Do you have to play tricks?" Kolev asked with a frown.

Yang Ming held back his smile and returned to his sincerity: "Why did I come to you? In fact, I can do it alone. It is enough for the law to solve technical matters, but a passage you said once made me think that I should take you to do it. It's a big deal."

"A paragraph?"

"Eternal voyage," Yang Ming said, "You are Kolev with the spirit of exploration. Although you later became a pirate villain, this cannot conceal your thirst for knowledge."

Kolev couldn't laugh or cry.

Yang Ming's voice slowly slowed down:

"You have sailed on the edge of the Milky Way for most of your life, and you understand the Milky Way. But do you understand the wider universe outside the Milky Way?

"Don't you want to know how life forms in the high-dimensional world work, and what are they pursuing?

"Although your life balance is not much, don't you want to achieve the realization of self-worth at a higher level besides pirates, and pursue the pleasure after the desire to explore is satisfied?"

"No!" Kolev replied earnestly and cheerfully.

"Hey, you're bored!"

Yang Ming rubbed the center of his brows, and said depressedly:

"Okay, Kolev, I admit that I need your help. Law's intelligence is a bit too high. If I rely on her blindly, it will be easy for her to push her nose in the face, and it will be very easy to expose her to the forces of various forces. Right now, this is brewing another crisis."

Kolev looked at Yang Ming's watch and couldn't help asking: "How did you do it, she..."

"High-dimensional civilization heritage."

Yang Ming said succinctly: "I can share this secret with you, but I can't tell you how to get to that secret place. This is a part I must keep."

"Oh," Kolev's eyes lit up, "you got a huge fortune in technology?"

"Not yet, we still need to pass an assessment."

Yang Ming sighed:

"I have come into contact with the administrators left by the high-dimensional civilization. They are not living beings, but I have gained a lot from them. Li, who was the original No. 2, is now their goddaughter. You'd better not mess with it. she."

Kolev said: "Tell me in detail! I'm very interested in this."

"Unless you agree to help me," Yang Ming's mouth curved slightly, "This is the condition, Kolev."

"Hey! You can't abuse an old man's curiosity like that!"

Kolev gritted his teeth.

Yang Ming showed a winner's expression of "I'll eat you, old guy".

"I'm not rare!"

Kolev stood up leaning on his crutches, dragged the isolation cover launcher away, and turned to walk towards the restaurant gate more than ten meters away.

Li's virtual image appeared in Yang Ming's hand, and he frowned and said, "Boss, if he can't be your assistant, you should clean his memory."

"Don't be so ruthless to my old partner," Yang Ming said, "You can count down to three now."

"Why?"

Lu was a little confused, but she, who had to obey all of Yang Ming's orders, still counted down:

"Three, two, one."

Kolev paused, facing the precious oil paintings displayed in front of him.

The old man was silent.

He turned around and looked at Yang Ming carefully for a long time.

"I need to know your next plan, or what you want to achieve at this stage," Kolev said indifferently, "I don't have much time, boy, I don't want to waste my time on on something that doesn't make sense."

Yang Ming thought about it carefully, and said slowly: "Our goal is at this stage, or within five years."

"uh-huh?"

"Get a livable administrative star that belongs to me and only belongs to me."