Chapter 163: The Fish That Won’t Bite
"Hey, Yang Ming, are you okay?"
When they returned to Luo Feng's transport ship, there was only a lounge for two people.
Emilia, who was sitting on the edge of the table, gently shaking her slender legs, looked at Yang Ming in surprise as he untied the bandage and splint on his arm.
Yang Ming moved his wrists and ankles calmly: "It's just a small scene like this, how could I get hurt?"
"What happened?" Emilia asked with shining eyes.
Yang Ming simply concluded: "I just went to have a fight... What about you? What did you do?"
"I had a fight with them, too," Emilia's pretty face was full of indignation.
Yang Ming smiled and said:
“I fought with them after careful consideration.
"The nobles of the Sherman Empire are a very awkward group. When you insult this class, they will quickly gather together and make you bow down regardless of whether you are right or not. This is their ridiculous sense of superiority and honor.
“And there are some sensitive factors in this matter, you know the reason, so we can use the Foreign Affairs Bureau to put pressure on Count Mensa, and then take the initiative by spreading the surveillance video in a small area.
"The best way to get you back is to have a fight with them without causing any casualties. Whoever wins will have the advantage."
Emilia asked with sparkling eyes: "Did you win?"
"Hmm," Yang Ming used his watch to turn on the projection screen, and a series of flashing images appeared on it.
More than forty wounded soldiers of the Luofeng Royal Guard followed Yang Ming, leaving behind the enemies and friendly forces who were rolling on the ground and wailing without combat effectiveness, and rushed directly to the top of the hillside, kicked down the exquisite and retro wooden fence wall of Earl Mensa's Manor, knocked down a group of guards who came in with bare hands, and headed towards the main building of the manor.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "You can go online and check later. The sixty warriors of Luo Feng have captured the Mensa Family Manor."
"this?"
Emilia asked in confusion:
"The Sherman nobles value honor, how could they allow you to rush in?"
"They have never fought before. The Guards' daily training consists of fighting with weapons and hand-to-hand combat."
"Why don't they use weapons then? How can you ensure that?"
"This is the political part," Yang Ming smiled mysteriously, "Your second brother contacted the princes and the Imperial Ministry of Finance who have interests in us. I spread some of the news on the Internet. To be on the safe side, I also asked my assistant to hack into their manor's protection system... In terms of network defense, only the New Federation can give me a headache."
"Okay," Emilia said, "but this is still too risky, Mr. Hunter."
Yang Ming shrugged and took off the lining that was stained with Mensa family's nose blood in front of Emilia.
Emilia immediately turned her head and looked aside: "You are so rude!"
Yang Ming, who subconsciously did not regard Emilia as a woman, calmly put on a new lining for himself:
"What about you? Stabbing someone with a sword is not a good habit."
"I've also thought it over carefully," Emilia pouted.
"Hmm? Why?"
"Mom's situation is so embarrassing."
Emilia glanced at the hatch and found that the shielding device had been activated at some point, so she continued:
“I can’t even understand why anyone other than the current Earl of Mensa would know the secret that my mother is a staff member of the Foreign Affairs Bureau.
"That shameless rapist wanted to use this secret to make my mother submit, but my mother slapped him and he started beating her.
“As I held the sword to his neck, I forced myself to think for a few seconds, as you taught me.
"I used my reason to make the decision and finally chose to warn them in this way."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows.
Stab someone because it's rational?
Emilia continued to explain:
"I avoided his brain, heart and lungs when I stabbed him. This non-invasive penetrating wound is not life-threatening and has enough visual stimulation.
"The fact that my mother works at the Foreign Affairs Bureau puts a lot of pressure on her.
“If I don’t do this, my mother will have to swallow her anger, and the Mensa family will make more unreasonable demands, and the possibility of my mother being abandoned by the Foreign Affairs Bureau will increase further.
"I must let them notice that behind my mother, there is also me, the princess of the Luofeng royal family."
Emilia bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes were firm:
" Only I can protect her."
Yang Ming: …
If Yang Ming hadn't known that she still needed her attendant to tell her bedtime stories when she was thirteen, he would have really looked at her with new eyes.
"I can only say that you did consider it, but not comprehensively enough."
Yang Ming picked up a bottle of distilled water to moisten his throat and continued:
"This kind of thing will never happen again. Your mother can enjoy her life in peace in the Luofeng Palace. After this incident, we will give her reasonable overprotection.
"Many times, Sherman Empire's assessment of Luo Feng was done through your mother."
"Well," Emilia said, "Mom is on our side now. I can feel it."
Yang Ming said, "But the Foreign Affairs Bureau must know that she still retains absolute loyalty. Your mother should be able to handle this."
Emilia lowered her head in thought.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Don't worry about it. Study hard and learn more knowledge. There is one more thing you need to pay attention to."
"What?"
"In order to put pressure on Count Mensa, I circulated the surveillance video of you kicking the door..."
Yang Ming's expression was a little awkward:
"I didn't expect that there were so many funny people in the empire, plus I started a live broadcast of the fight, and some high-ranking officials in the empire were not tight-lipped.
"In short, the first, second and third most searched terms on the entire network of the Sherman Empire are about White Ghost and the Battle of Zubin Planet, and the rest are about you."
Emilia tilted her head.
She picked up the network access terminal that had been shut down and taken away by the Noble Court, opened a portal website at random and took a look. Her expression suddenly became colorful.
#Princess Luofeng is so cool#
#Nobles Know How to Play: The Earl's Grandson's Abnormal Love for His Aunt#
#Which big family dares to marry her#
"Huh," Emilia rolled her eyes, "I never thought about marrying Sherman. The Mensa family's reputation is ruined, and it's also a punishment for them."
Yang Ming squinted and smiled.
Either way, although this little princess is smart, she doesn’t have enough sense of the overall situation.
Is the problem with the Mensa family now this reputation?
Will Sherman's Empire Foreign Affairs Bureau let Mensa go?
Buzz. Buzz.
Yang Ming's watch vibrated slightly, and Lu's message bypassed the blocking system and was sent smoothly.
As expected.
The Council of Elders is about to interview Count Mensa;
The Imperial Noble Territory Audit Office initiated an accounting and inventory of the Mensa family's assets;
The Imperial Ethics Court announced the launch of long-term supervision of the Mensa family.
Mrs. Margot's rage began to boil over.
"Go back and rest," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I will stay on this ship until I send you back to Luofeng Palace. You have pigmentation on your face."
"Impossible! I only use my mother's skin care products... I'm going to get a skin test now."
Emily jumped down from the table, picked up her skirt and rushed to the cabin door. Before leaving, she turned her head and looked at Yang Ming for a few seconds.
"Hmm?" Yang Ming was a little confused.
"Nothing," Emilia said, "I will transfer the money to you later as a reward for this operation."
"We have a long-term cooperative relationship," Yang Ming said with a smile, "You can give as much as you want, but it shouldn't be less than your monthly pocket money."
Emilia made a face, opened the hatch and walked out of the shielded area.
Yang Ming could vaguely hear the maid's instructions and nagging.
They were reminding Emilia not to be alone with men for too long, as this would easily affect the princess's reputation for purity.
The shield was lifted, and Lu's projection appeared on Yang Ming's watch face, whispering:
"The scene where Her Highness Emilia draws her sword and kicks the door is so cool."
“Isn’t it cool to see me beating someone up?”
"You are just performing normally, and you even have to hide most of your strength," Lu curled her lips, "It's cool for a girl to dare to face the despicable and dirty nature of human beings and still keep her heart pure."
Yang Ming casually pinched Lu's face into the shape of a bun with the filling broken.
"Keep an eye on the Sherman Empire and don't let anyone associate me with the White Phantom."
"Boss... If it wasn't for the God's perspective, who would have connected the Major of the Fallen Wind Empire with the omnipotent White Ghost?"
"That's right, you should be more careful."
Yang Ming stretched out his arms and said:
"I should go check on those brave soldiers. Is there any information worth noting?"
Lu suddenly thought of the white ghost-related words that had been intentionally spread three times by unknown forces.
It's some weird quote like 'The universe is the abyss'.
Is this valuable?
"I don't think there's any information worth paying attention to," said Lu. "The Internet is boiling right now. We need to wait until it cools down before we can take a look."
Yang Ming nodded, but he had no interest in surfing the Internet for the time being.
…
Sherman Imperial Star Circle;
A special military training ground in a natural satellite fortress called "Thunder of Heaven's Wrath".
With a pen in hand, Grace wrote his name on the collars of several blonde beauties with perky butts, and received several winks and kisses in return.
This captain is now a celebrity in Skywrath Fortress.
Although he only benefited from the White Ghost, he is now the only contemporary Imperial warrior who has killed a Tier 4 Zerg Queen and is still alive.
These past two days, he has been so exhausted from responding to the invitations.
Some female cyborgs not only look charming and beautiful, but their fighting ability in that aspect is also completely beyond the reach of an ordinary cyborg like Gris.
Special forces is just a general term given by the outside world, they are named with secret numbers internally.
They usually include three types: semi-mechanical modification, genetic modification, and general enhanced modification. Their main mission is to serve as high-end infantry of the army and deal with some difficult problems.
For example, the powerful Valkyrie from before;
And this time there is the administrative starworm plague.
During the period when the Zerg are inactive, the special forces will not be too large. After all, the training of each enhanced warrior not only costs a lot of money, but also carries the risk of failure of the transformation operation.
Gris just received news that he is going to be promoted and the special forces will be expanded.
He is now very calm about the news.
Whenever the surroundings were free, the red mecha of White Ghost and the red shock waves that appeared three times flashed before Gris' eyes.
Gris always felt that he had seen that kind of shock wave somewhere.
That powerful Valkyrie seems to have similar abilities...
However, Gris believes that the monster Valkyrie is based on incredible biological energy, while the power of White Ghost is based on powerful mecha. Although the two are similar, there are great differences when you look closely.
'Is it possible that the White Ghost organization has different people playing different roles?'
Grace kept thinking.
"Hey, Captain Hero!"
A sweet and soft voice floated from the side.
Gris turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from. It was next to a strangely shaped experimental airship. There was a beautiful woman with big breasts, a nice butt and big waves , leaning against the door of the airship and winking at Gris.
Her hot pants showed off her long and beautiful legs, and the bottom of her short sleeves were rolled up, revealing her waist with clearly defined abdominal muscles.
"How about we have a cup of coffee together? I'd like to get to know your powerful physique better."
Gris' legs trembled unconsciously.
Damn!
The chance of having a romantic encounter is too high!
He had just crawled out of a strange single dormitory half an hour ago!
"No, no, I still have to be busy selecting new players."
Grace gave an awkward smile and then continued on his way.
Can't stand it.
Even if the white ghost came, it wouldn’t be able to bear this!
…
at the same time.
In a smoky cafe in the New Federal City of Minter.
Star Congressman Allison put down his knife and fork, picked up the refreshing drink beside him and took a sip, then slid across the projection screen at hand.
Most ordinary people in the New Federation can only use the administrative star network or the network within the same province, but in Mint City, as long as they spend some money, they can connect to the normal interstellar network.
Allison clicked on the news that was currently circulating.
Sixty-six warriors of the Luofeng Empire captured Earl Sherman's manor?
Allison watched the video for a while, then closed it out of boredom and continued searching for news that interested him.
I thought it was a war, but when I clicked on it, I found it was a bare-handed fight, just like an entertainment variety show, with a group of people bragging about the bloodiness of the imperial men.
The imperial system was based on the exploitation of the common people by the aristocracy.
No matter how much we glorify the empire, we cannot ignore their violation of human rights, which is simply a stain on interstellar civilization.
Allison didn't really understand.
Why, in a galactic civilization with such advanced technology, there are so many political systems? Isn’t the presidential system based on voter voting a standard feature of advanced civilizations?
Allison thought of his hometown's predictions about a higher-level civilization, which had developed into an interstellar civilization above level three, and might even be able to detach from the body and communicate only with the mind, with everyone having equal rights in the mind network.
Well, there is indeed a certain gap between reality and ideal.
Allison wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully, and as he tapped the projection screen to send a text message, he unconsciously raised his index finger.
[Is there no sign of the White Ghost taking the bait yet? ]
[Currently, there is no sign .]
Allison suddenly felt a headache.
Of course he believed in his technical team, which was made up of New Federation technical talents picked from thousands of miles away, and he had spent a lot of effort to integrate them.
[Tomorrow we will start the final round of spreading the news, and double the resources. If the other party doesn't take the bait, then abandon this plan and resume your normal work.]
【Yes, Senator.】
Allison shook his head, opened the online library, and continued to study the theories of some basic subjects during his breaks.
