Walk alone in the abyss

The setting sun of Yilan Duoxing shone on the dining table of the villa, and also illuminated Yang Ming's eyes.

Yang Ming, who had just left the palace after three days of tiring work, was only wearing a pair of boxers at the moment, with an empty coffee cup in hand.

On the seat next to him, a normal-sized Ritsu was wearing a girly suit with a shirt and a pleated skirt, holding his arms solemnly, as if he was thinking about a certain problem.

Kolev saw this scene as he walked down the spiral staircase.

The old man pondered for a while, and asked a little worriedly: "Have you... tried the interaction between virtual and physical men and women?"

Law blinked, put his hands through each other, and curled his lips: "Sure enough, even if the relevant hormones are gone in human elderly males, they always maintain the logical inertia of thinking with their lower body."

"Hey!" Kolev quickly argued, "It's obvious that he has no clothes on! It's not my fault!"

"My clothes have just been washed." Yang Ming rubbed the tip of his nose, grinning, "I have Miss Windsor now, and our relationship is progressing smoothly, so please don't worry about it, my dear uncle."

"Have you gained anything in these three days?"

Kolev opened his chair and sat down, and asked with concern, "If not, to be honest, I think it is wise to leave this corrupt planet temporarily."

"The harvest is great, but it can also be said that there is no gain. We just figured out who our real opponent is."

Yang Ming interlaced his hands and fingers, and pressed them in front of the tip of his nose.

He said slowly:

"The old emperor is the omnic of the Sherman Empire. We follow up and have the opportunity to directly face the warships and cannons of the Sherman Empire.

"Uncle Hatton, I want to extend an invitation to you again. Now you can choose to retreat completely, and I will prepare a generous reward for you."

Kolev frowned tightly.

"So, I definitely don't look down on you, Kolev."

Yang Ming's gaze was very sincere:

"I have a way out, Feinan's particle transmission and ultra-short time transition mobility, so I can get out of here at any time, but you can't...

"To be honest, I've bet my life several times, but it's just your life."

Kolev's old face flushed with anger.

"Thank you so much!"

"just kidding."

Yang Ming said seriously:

"I didn't pay much attention to the Luofeng Empire at first. It has no autonomy. The independence of the military and the incompetence of the royal family make me feel that this is a piece of fat. But under the fat is a hunter's barrel. We are no longer a tiger's mouth Instead of grabbing food, they want to get an administrative star under the eyes of the Sherman Empire.

"This is very difficult and even more dangerous. When we go too far or the situation gets out of control, we will inevitably suffer the destruction of the Sherman Empire."

Kolev stared at him.

The two of them seemed to have returned to the small stealth boat, quietly watching the war outside the atmosphere of the planet Orhafu.

"Oh, you said that suddenly, and I couldn't make up my mind..."

Kolev pondered a few times, and murmured:

"I like to pursue excitement, you know, Yang Ming, I have compared my life in Cass Federal Manor with everything I have experienced every day, and I like the feeling of dancing in danger.

"I'm getting old, there aren't many days like this, and Mimily has a life of her own."

"I remember you said," Yang Ming said slowly, "You haven't lost your heart to challenge the strong, right?"

"The point is," Kolev squinted and smiled, "If I stay, I can get more benefits, right? A giant businessman in a medium-sized country influences politics, manipulates the economy, steals resources, and enjoys those so-called Noble respect, right?"

"That's right."

Yang Ming said sincerely, "I hope you can stay and help me."

"I don't plan to leave for the time being," Kolev raised his head slightly, "but you have to remember, little guy, that you must pay me enough and let me see the phased results. And... take less from me Gamble with your life! You can notify me in advance to leave!"

Yang Ming smiled and said, "I will try my best."

"Find a piece of clothing to put on first, or get into bed and go to sleep! You are not a gentleman at all now."

Kolev cursed and left the table.

Yang Ming and Lu looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.

Didi.

Yang Ming's watch received a message from Lu in person.

[Boss, Kolev's reaction is as you expected, it's been done smoothly here. 】

Yang Ming tapped his watch for a while.

[Law, we need an operator on the surface. Kolev's existence is very important, and his personal safety must be protected. Immediately start the first step of the backup plan and select a suitable resource star as soon as possible. If its own resources can support our early development, that would be great. I still have to find ways to make more money, planetary transformation system, automatic machinery factory, high-computing master brain array... These are all gold-sucking monsters. 】

Law softly said: "Boss, please choose a name, and give us the future omnic planet."

There was some hope in her eyes.

"Comrade Xiaoli, don't mess around with these formalisms."

Yang Ming made serious criticisms, and then he watched Kolev's thin figure doing exercises in the living room.

That's right, the moment it was confirmed that the Sherman Empire used omnics to pretend to be the old emperor, Yang Ming decided to start a backup plan.

Omnic Crisis is Omnic Crisis.

Why can't he do it if the Sherman Empire can do it?

What's more, the mechanical thinking body cultivated by Law is fundamentally different from artificial intelligence. The former is more independent and will not deliberately explore their relationship with humans.

Yang Ming leaned back slightly, and said slowly: "Dark Star, what about the name? It means that this planet is hidden in the dark and will not appear in the bright side of the Milky Way."

Lu admired: "Boss, you didn't take the opportunity to play tricks."

Yang Ming sneered, stood up calmly, and stretched.

"If Miss Windsor sends a message, you can send a reply in the tone of my intelligent assistant. I want to have a good sleep and recharge my batteries."

"Have you heard from others?"

"Don't bother me unless it's an emergency."

Law took a small notebook and wrote it down.

Then, at dawn the next day, Yang Ming lying on the big bed looked at the dozens of missed calls and dozens of unread messages, his forehead was gradually swallowed by black lines.

...

Tsk, the second prince, Edwang, actually has the potential to be a 'death-killing chain'.

Yang Ming sent a message back to Miss Windsor, saying that he had woken up, although the latter must be in a sleep state now, so he couldn't reply immediately.

Afterwards, Yang Ming dialed the communication to Edwan, and turned down the volume of the call casually.

"Hey!"

Edwan's voice was full of anger:

"Did you sleep like a dead pig, Yang Ming!"

"Brother, Your Highness, I have been on duty for three days in a row," Yang Ming complained, "I wasted too much energy on staring at the mission all the time."

"Oh, that's right," Edwan's voice suddenly softened, "Both the military and the guards have drawn up a form for asking for merit. As long as my father nods, a group of people can be promoted to the rank of the army. You did the best job this time."

Yang Ming sat up, took the warm water from the housekeeping robot at the side, and moistened his smoky throat.

"Not long after I became a captain, I'm about to be promoted to a colonel?"

Yang Ming felt a little guilty.

"That's what I planned," Edwan said. "With the strong recommendation of General Philemon and your hard work seen by others, it's a matter of course for you to be promoted to the military rank, but..."

Yang Ming said helplessly: "Look, there will always be one more but at a time like this."

"The third one is exerting resistance," Edwan pondered for a while, "I keep sending you messages just to discuss this matter with you."

"resistance?"

Yang Ming looked at the projection screen that appeared on the side, on which was the important information that Lu had collected in the past seven or eight hours.

Edwan said slowly:

"The third brother's attitude is very clear, I will let General Wuli go, and he will let you be promoted smoothly.

"The reason why the third child blocked your promotion is also very legitimate... Although we are very generous when distributing honorary ranks to the nobles, the time you have been in the guard army is still too short, it is less than a month, normally speaking , It will take at least one or two years before you can continue to be promoted.

"what do you think?

"Also, even if we bite Wuli to death this time, we won't be able to bring Wuli down directly. Under the operation of the third brother, at most Wuli will be suspended for a few months. I think this exchange is an acceptable result. .”

Yang Ming smiled and said: "Your Highness, make up your mind, of course I won't refuse promotion, that's what I'm seeking."

"That's it."

Edwan exhaled softly, and said in a low voice:

"Ming, I feel that the Sherman Empire has arranged spies at Luofeng's core of power."

Your father is Sherman's spy.

Of course, it is impossible for Yang Ming to say this directly to Edwan.

"It should be arranged in the palace," Yang Ming said vaguely, "Don't worry about it, Edwane, Luofeng is now a vassal state of the Sherman Empire in name, and you are a family."

"Come on, return the family," Edwan yawned, "I'll continue to work for a while, if you are free these two days, come and play with me, I have something to discuss with you."

Yang Ming thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I'll take Windsor there with me when the time comes."

"Then I will treat you two well," Edwan chuckled softly, "I'll see you tomorrow, Major Yang Ming."

"This suffix sounds nice."

...

Outside the palace, the residence of the third prince.

"Your Highness, Edwan agreed. Posts about General Wuli on the Internet are being quickly deleted, and public opinion is beginning to be diluted by entertainment news. The two judges of the Royal Court also said that they need to re-evaluate General Wuli's impact on the royal guards. importance."

Behind the desk, the Third Prince relaxed a lot after listening to his subordinates' report.

He slowly leaned back in the seat.

One of his subordinates whispered: "Your Highness, should we also remove the resistance we put on that captain's promotion?"

The third prince waved his hand a little irritably, and that subordinate immediately walked to the corner and issued instructions to the outside world.

The magnificent study fell into a deathly silence.

The breathing of several women became very light.

"Didn't you say that Edwan's foundation is very shallow? He has been away from the palace for more than ten years, so he can't use any resources? Huh?"

The third prince asked repeatedly:

"What about now? The guards, the royal court, the two princesses, several ministers, and all walks of life outside the palace all have his influence.

"Even, we are at a disadvantage in the head-on game with him, even the old bastard Uli can't be pulled back directly, it depends on his face!

"This is because the foundation is very shallow? Huh?"

The third prince slammed the ornaments at hand on the table, and a series of garbled characters immediately appeared on the screen of the table.

"say!"

"Your Highness!"

A staff member bowed and said:

"Please keep calm!

"The second prince has been dormant for many years. We were all deceived by him before. We must calmly sort out the current situation and find more forces that can resist the second prince.

"This is a great cause that you have been fighting for more than ten years."

The third prince uttered a foul word.

He glanced at the people in the room, and said in a low voice, "I'm here first, I need to take a rest."

Men and women from all over the place nodded at the same time, each bowed to the third prince, and exited the study.

The third prince raised his hand and made a gesture, leaving the last cronies and staff members to bow forward and listen.

at the same time.

On the monster car driving to a certain Internet celebrity breakfast stand, Yang Ming looked at the picture on the central control projection about the third prince's study, turned the volume up to the maximum, and clearly heard the third prince's explanation:

"Teach him a lesson and make him lose his dignity in front of Miss Windsor...I heard that this Yang Ming runs very fast? Break his leg, it's better if it can't be cured."

"Yes! Don't worry! I will definitely handle it properly!"

Yang Ming lowered the volume, wondering: "Lü, where did you get this monitoring angle? The third prince will monitor his conference room?"

"This is a hidden subsidiary line of the royal family's internal network," Li replied with a grin. "This candid camera device was made by Princess Dana, and it belongs to the intelligence organization of the Sherman Empire. We missed it."

Yang Ming thought for a while: "Does the Third Prince have any excuses?"

"I can't find any serious reasons. He has always strictly abided by the rules of the royal family," Li said softly, "but there are character flaws, and there are many weaknesses."

"Teach him a lesson, sort out his intelligence, find a way to sell it to the new federal agent team, and facilitate contact between them."

Yang Ming reminded:

"Remember, you must sell at a high price, we are very short of money now."

"Good boss, I will closely monitor their movements."

Yang Ming shook his head, turned off the projection screen, and thought about ways to make money.

After all, it is still too slow to come in to start a business.

Why don't you make a PPT, find some naive capitalists to tell stories, and run away when you get the money...

Outside the window, the sea and the sky blurred with a fire cloud.

A faint smile flashed across the corner of Yang Ming's mouth, and he played a soothing music for himself, his fingers were beating the beat slowly, and his body was shaking slightly.

A rare leisure.

In the high-rise suite of a nearby luxury hotel, a small telescope locked on Yang Ming's monster car, and uploaded a series of data back to the temporary headquarters on the fifth administrative planet through their exclusive encrypted network.