Chapter 10 Human Rights, Ethics, and Mistresses
When the human-researched survey ship - the six-hundred-meter-long blue ship with a whale-like shape - actually appeared before his eyes, Yang Ming was still shocked beyond words.
Although in the game "Abyss", you can get a similar visual experience by just going to the deep space port and staying there for a while.
But this sense of reality and the oppressive feeling brought by the hull cannot be compared with the simulated neural signals produced by holographic equipment.
Several small drones left the mothership and flew towards the landing craft where Yang Ming and Dr. Lina were.
As if she noticed Yang Ming's nervousness, Dr. Lina reached out and covered the back of Yang Ming's hand with her soft palm. She leaned forward with her slender body and whispered to Yang Ming.
"Hanton, don't tell them anything. I'll find a way to help you."
Yang Ming frowned and looked at Lina who was standing nearby.
He expected a wet kiss.
Doctor Lina continued to whisper in his ear: "I have a medical license recognized by the interstellar system, and I am only the ship's doctor serving the crew. The general principles of the interstellar system include a clause that doctors are not guilty."
"Yeah," Yang Ming nodded.
His eyebrows twitched slightly, and he seemed to be hesitant to speak, but he still said: "I will probably be detained by them. If you can be freed, I may need some medicine."
Yang Ming was referring to the gene stabilizer.
"Don't worry, Hanton. I understand what you need. What you need to do now is to protect yourself. I know you have depression."
Lina signaled Yang Ming to remain silent, then returned to her normal sitting position, pulled the seat belt over and buckled it securely.
——Now their ships are under human surveillance.
Yang Ming followed suit and fastened his seat belt.
He thought that if he had fastened his seat belt before, he might have avoided the collision injury just now, and Lina would not have discovered the fact that he had been transformed.
However, isn’t Dr. Lina’s reaction a bit weird?
She was too calm.
Four drones slowly approached, scanning Yang Ming and Lina with rays, probably doing tests.
Finally, Yang Ming had the opportunity to relax his tense nerves, staring blankly at the operating panel of the landing craft.
Every detail here reminds Yang Ming that he is now Hamton.
As soon as he had some free time, Yang Ming began to think about the following questions unconsciously:
The truth about the game "Abyss";
Why the Earth was destroyed;
Have you changed the future?
If the tragedy of the earth explosion had been changed, he would naturally not have been destroyed by the earth's fire, and would not have been resurrected on the research ship... This seems like a time paradox.
The key to solving all mysteries is to find some connection between the world you are in now and the game "Abyss".
This proposition was a bit complicated, and Yang Ming soon felt a headache.
What is certain now is that he has changed a little.
The research ship is gone, and the epic dungeon "Lost Voices" for the Empire faction's level 30 squad no longer exists;
Kigrove, who was supposed to transform himself, chose to transform Captain Hamton. Then Kigrove detonated the antimatter bomb, turning everything into nothingness.
Where did the change begin?
Yang Ming felt that it was after he ran to the bridge and the Valkyrie was knocked down by the hypnotic gas that he spoke those two sentences.
That was the turning point.
For some reason, Yang Ming recalled some details of the battle with the Valkyrie.
"She was wearing a patterned bra."
Yang Ming murmured in a low voice.
Under the Valkyrie's battle suit-like yukata, she wore an exquisite, fitted, ultra-thin bra.
"What?" Dr. Lina felt that she had heard wrongly.
"Nothing," Yang Ming smiled, a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes, and then he returned to normal, "I was lamenting a tragedy that happened on the research ship."
Boom, boom, boom, boom.
It was like someone was knocking on the door, and four drones were sticking to the left and right of the landing craft.
The screen in front of Yang Ming closed automatically, and the landing craft's only remaining auxiliary correction engine was shut down. The four drones hijacked it and flew towards the side deck of the survey ship.
Without the light pollution from the instrument dials in the cabin, the universe seems deeper and the stars seem brighter.
Yang Ming was in a daze, and a soft hand covered the back of his hand again.
Lina's gentle voice recited a poem:
"Don't reject the breeze from the stars.
"She will take us to a brave new world.
“Don’t reject the wrinkles that appear in a vacuum.
"That is the guidance our ancestors left for you and me..."
Yang Ming smiled and slowly closed his eyes.
He didn't know what the road ahead would be like, but he had to go on now.
"Oh, Dixing," Lina suddenly lowered her voice and said, "I seem to have caused trouble. I attracted this survey ship, which also exposed the location of the two lifeboats..."
Yang Ming blinked: "It was the survey ship that captured us."
Lina turned her head and looked at Yang Ming, as if she wanted to confirm something.
After a few seconds, she nodded slightly and said uneasily: "Yes, this seems to have nothing to do with us."
Yang Ming held her right hand with his backhand and rubbed it gently.
"Relax, Lina, there won't be any problem."
Lina took a few deep breaths and smiled gratefully at Yang Ming.
Now they have something on each other.
The landing craft slowly approached the blue spaceship, and a square entrance opened up on the side deck, with a faint guiding light flashing inside.
The four drones kept adjusting their angles, allowing the landing ship to slide smoothly into the hull; the outer cabin slowly closed, and the quiet universe was once again left behind.
The outer cabin began to inject air, increase pressure, and use field force to simulate gravity. The four drones that completed their missions detached on their own.
A group of men and women in white combat uniforms gathered around, holding up laser guns of different colors.
Yang Ming placed the lightsaber and lightsaber gloves under the seat and raised his hands at the same time as Lina.
At this moment, a thought flashed through Yang Ming's mind, but as soon as the thought appeared, he suppressed it with force.
'How long will it take to capture this ship?'
Yang Ming, a young man from Earth who is a replacement for the secondary ancient god, Hanton, just thought so.
…
The guards who were taken care of were very polite.
Yang Ming didn't feel even a little bit of disrespect.
The 'scissor door' of the landing craft slowly opened, Yang Ming got out of the cabin, and turned around to help Dr. Lina out.
The guards around did not take any action.
A middle-aged man took off his tactical helmet, revealing his slightly curly light golden hair and handsome and resolute face. He nodded to Yang Ming.
"Please tell us your identities!"
"My name is Hanton," Yang Ming looked down at his military uniform, "I'm from the Sherman Empire, and this is Lina, the doctor on board our research ship."
"Hello Mr. Hanton," the middle-aged man asked, "Did you have an accident?"
"Yes, the spaceship exploded," Yang Ming shrugged, "I can't say anything else."
"Oh, what a tragedy!"
The middle-aged man showed sincere regret and sadness.
"If this accident was caused by our pursuit of you, then we will also bear a sin. Please forgive our persistence in protecting human rights. There are other ships that escaped, right? We will provide them with assistance as soon as possible."
Several question marks popped up in Yang Ming's mind.
People understand...are you so easy to talk to?
"But, Mr. Hanton, there is also this respectable doctor."
The middle-aged man said:
“We have to isolate you temporarily and conduct interrogations later.
"We are certain that the research vessel you were originally on was conducting extremely dangerous and unethical scientific and biochemical experiments.
“During the interrogation process, if we violate your basic rights, you can protest to us at any time and we will decide whether to correct our behavior through discussion.
"Don't worry, you are saved."
"Thank you for the rescue," Yang Ming responded in a low voice, but he was worried in his heart.
A few minutes later.
Surrounded by the guards, Yang Ming and Lina passed through several silver-white corridors and arrived at a spacious cabin.
Dozens of inverted trapezoidal transparent glass houses were arranged in a square array.
These glass rooms should be the "cages" on the investigation ship. The conditions inside are very good, with a double sofa, a suspended entertainment screen, full wireless signal, and a constant temperature box filled with drinks and food.
You can even choose to make the glass on all four sides opaque.
The middle-aged man in the lead asked politely, "Do you two want to stay together, or do you need to avoid suspicion?"
"We need to be together!"
Dr. Lina said nervously.
"Please select your isolation room. Do you have a lucky number?"
"Let's take this one, the closest one," Yang Ming randomly picked a glass house, and Dr. Lina immediately followed.
Soon, the door of the glass house closed, and four soldiers stood in the four corners with guns.
Yang Ming sat on the soft sofa, looking at the ordering interface that popped up at his hand. For a moment...for a moment he didn't know how to describe it.
Is this the cell of the Human Rights and Ethics Investigation Committee?
Awesome, love it.
Yang Ming ordered two cups of coffee, lay comfortably on the sofa, and began to recall the information he had obtained when playing "Abyss", searching for the introduction of human management in Hanton's memory.
The Human Council is a neutral organization affiliated with the Interstellar Court. It is not directly bound by any interstellar political system. It enjoys a high reputation in the Milky Way and is a headache for regional hegemons like the Sherman Empire.
Human rights advocate the protection of individuals.
If they fall into the hands of the Human Council, the worst outcome is being sent to the Interstellar Court. The Interstellar Court is an institution jointly established by more than one hundred interstellar political entities.
The one who is truly afraid of human management is Keegrove, who can shut down his experiments.
After figuring this out, Yang Ming's sitting posture suddenly became more relaxed.
Yang Ming realized that he would most likely be taken back by the Sherman Empire;
If the news of his successful transformation gets out, the Sherman Empire will become his biggest threat next.
Will he be included in the research project?
Or will it be dealt with in secret?
Yang Ming calmly analyzed various possibilities. He felt that he might not have been exposed. Those who left before the battle in the tail cabin might not have known about the temporary experiments being conducted in the backup laboratory.
Lina kept pacing, a little anxious.
Dr. Lina was right to worry, and the human investigation ship easily found the other two lifeboats.
Soon, the survivors who escaped from the research ship gathered in a dozen glass houses nearby.
There are more than forty crew members, more than twenty researchers participating in genetic experiments, more than twenty cleaners and cooks, and more than ten wounded imperial soldiers.
Soldiers and researchers became the focus of attention.
When Yang Ming saw Mistress No. 1, she was also looking at him lovingly, her eyes filled with the emotion of surviving a disaster.
This gave Yang Ming a wonderful expectation for the future.
Soon, the middle-aged man who had previously "received" Yang Ming, with a group of more than a dozen middle-aged and elderly humans and humanoid intelligent life forms wearing humanoid uniforms, stood near the hatch.
"Now, please ask those with the highest positions and ranks among you to step forward and accept our interrogation."
The survivors of the research ship looked at each other.
A crew member whispered back, "The highest ranking officer right now should be the third officer left on our ship. He can represent us."
Yang Ming's expression was a little frozen.
"Very good. Who is the third mate?"
The Empire's soldiers, crew members, researchers, cleaners, and cooks all remained silent. Speaking up at this time would be tantamount to betrayal of Hamton.
"He, he is," Mistress No. 1 pointed at the glass room where Yang Ming was, "His name is Hamton, and he is also Professor Kigrove's confidant."
