Chapter 169: Hera's Strangeness
Güell's League.
Outside a remote administrative planet, the Feinan quietly hovered above a transport ship, maintaining optical stealth, and quietly approached the commercial spaceport outside the administrative planet.
There was nothing special about the transport ship, and it was currently quietly waiting for entry inspection.
It was the cover that Feinan was looking for, and the 'bridge' to invade the local network.
The spy drone has been successfully released, and Lu is connecting to the administrative planet's network through the transport ship to search and locate the Forerunner No. 3.
In the bridge, Yang Ming sipped his coffee carefully, waiting for Lu to bring back information.
"How's the law?"
The examiner's greetings came from the black box floating on Yang Ming's left side.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "It's a great mind, and also my most important partner. I'm reminding myself not to rely too much on it. However, if it weren't for her help, I might just be a low-ranking officer in the army, worrying about physical examinations, gene stabilization fluid, and other annoying issues."
The examiner appeared above the black box.
He put on a long robe, and although his long arms, legs and neck looked a little weird, it didn't reach the uncanny valley level.
The examiner smiled and said, "I just thought about it. You are actually the most special candidate I have ever received so far."
"Huh?" Yang Ming was a little confused, "Is it because of Faya's game?"
"Oh, no," the examiner said slowly, "To be honest, the Faya game has been played so many times, and this cemetery exists in their database every time. - The Faya civilization respects us very much and hopes that we can help them develop civilization. There have been forerunners who came to look for us, but most of them could not communicate with us."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I am also concerned about this issue. How can I resonate with you?"
"I would love to answer your question as well," the examiner smiled, "but unfortunately, I can't. This is part of the assessment."
"It can't be because of love and justice."
"Of course not," the examiner laughed loudly, "Individual emotions and tendencies have nothing to do with the development of civilization itself."
Yang Ming said: "Civilization is also made up of individuals, and we must respect them as well."
The examiner nodded with a smile and asked, "You are in the upper hand now. How do you want to deal with Forerunner No. 3? She is also the hope of the civilization behind her."
"I would treat her as a competitor and potential collaborator."
"Oh?" the examiner asked, "Don't you want to kill her to reduce the competitiveness of the other civilization?"
Yang Ming shrugged. "I don't believe that the Faya civilization would miss such an obvious bug. I've experienced the games they made. Besides, even if I kill this Forerunner, what effect will it have? She could be resurrected at any time. The Faya civilization could easily replace her with another Forerunner and possibly punish me."
The examiner nodded slightly: "It is indeed possible. Tell me what you think."
"Is this also part of the assessment?"
"No, it doesn't count. It's just an old man chatting with you."
"I've thought a lot on the way here."
Yang Ming put down his coffee, squinted his eyes and smiled:
"At this stage, three low-level civilizations have already appeared. There is a high probability that more than three low-level civilizations will participate in this make-up exam. If there are five civilizations together and two are eliminated in the end, the result will be much more cruel than three eliminating one."
"Yes," the examiner said, "You want to form an alliance with them?"
"Yes," Yang Ming said, "In the game, large organizations will have allies. My civilization is too weak. Although we have a large population, we are a mess. Because the level of civilization development is limited, there is no international organization that has global constraints."
The examiner smiled and said, "From your description, the future is full of disadvantages."
"The best help I can think of for my home planet is to bring in one or two allies."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "We can compete and cooperate at the same time. It would be best if we can advance on both fronts."
The examiner thought carefully and said slowly: "I want to remind you of one thing. This is the information that the Ranger missed. It was just shared with me."
"What?"
"According to the usual practice, low-level civilizations that pass the first assessment will receive resources and training from the Faya civilization.
“With reference to today’s New Federation, it developed from a low-level civilization thousands of years ago and it just passed the first assessment.
“Of course, there is no such opportunity on your home planet now.
"In the second assessment, ranking is very important. The first and third place will have completely different situations."
Yang Ming frowned and said, "You mean, not only should we avoid being eliminated last, but we should also strive to get first or second place?"
"It's better if you want the humans on your home planet to gain more advantages."
"No, no, no," Yang Ming shook his head, "This may be too difficult for me. Surviving is more important than anything else. We all have to work hard within our capabilities. My goal is to fight for a guaranteed bottom line."
The examiner smiled and asked, "What do you think of the low-level civilizations that failed in the competition? Don't you think that the three surviving civilizations have completed the murder of the other two civilizations?"
"Your question actually ignores the real murderer."
Yang Ming said slowly:
"It is the Faraya civilization that makes the rules, and we, the lower-level civilizations, are the targets of bullying."
"Oh," the examiner asked, "don't you have any gratitude towards the Fayya civilization?"
"Grateful for blowing up my home planet? Grateful for ruining my originally stable and normal life? Grateful for turning me into poor Hanton, who almost had my head chopped off by a humanoid ancient god?"
Yang Ming shrugged:
"At most, I don't have any hatred towards them. I understand the competition among low-level civilizations as a way to maintain the competitiveness of the human species in the limited universe, but I can't really say that I am grateful to them."
The examiner nodded.
Lu's projection appeared beside him, and he immediately stopped talking and returned to his black box.
The examiner thought carefully and found several options in the densely packed form. After careful consideration, he put two check marks and drew a question mark.
So far so good.
This little guy has more personality than he thought.
…
"Boss, the location of Forerunner No. 3 has been locked."
Lu's voice accompanied by the surveillance images on the projection screen allowed Yang Ming to quickly adjust his state and devote himself to the current problem.
He was just wondering whether the examiner had already started examining him.
The questions asked by the examiner are very targeted.
In the picture, the young woman with a tired face appeared again. She was walking on a somewhat dirty street. From time to time, the shadow of the hover car projected by the transparent driveway above passed under her feet. She was walking towards the low residential area in front with a heavy heart.
Yang Ming looked at Lu.
"Are you sure it's her?"
"Yes, boss," Lu explained, "She has been targeted by the Second Forerunner. I detected that someone is on the way here."
Yang Ming leaned back in his chair, staring at the young woman below.
Is it normal that the pioneers are doing so badly ?
Or is she just a puppet?
"Boss, do you want to make a plan to approach her?"
"Not for now," Yang Ming said, "Let's see what measures the second pioneer takes first. We don't know what the consequences will be if the pioneer fights against the pioneer. We should use a conservative strategy now."
He paused for a moment, then smiled and said:
“Compared to this woman, I am more interested in the identity of the second Forerunner hiding in Minter City.
"He has built up his own power."
"Yes, boss," Lu smiled, "Perhaps each forerunner was given different opportunities by the Faya civilization, such as you being sent to a genetically modified ship."
Yang Ming smiled without comment and closed his eyes to concentrate.
"I need to take a break. This trip has been very exhausting for me."
"Okay, boss," Lu said with a smile, "have a good rest."
A tracked robot nearby brought pillows and blankets and clumsily spread them on the sofa.
Yang Ming suddenly felt like something was missing around him. He lay on the sofa and thought for a few seconds before he remembered that he had thrown a crew member next to Hera.
Compared to these robots, 026 is naturally more pleasing to the eye.
…
"Don't you need to rest, Miss Hera?"
026 stood on tiptoe, stretched his body, and raised his head, barely able to see the scene in the Hera experimental cabin through a narrow glass.
More than a dozen robots in white coats were busy working with their heads down. Hera sat behind the experimental table, frowning as she stared at the series of data in front of her, analyzing something carefully.
In the corner were several jars containing several Zerg specimens with their limbs removed.
026 jumped twice.
It failed to attract Miss Hera's attention at all.
The butler robot behind 026 brought a sumptuous dinner and reminded with a smile: "Maybe we should knock on the door."
026 muttered, "What if I interrupt Miss Hera's train of thought?"
"But you jumping around like this can also interrupt Miss Hera's thoughts."
"That's different," 026 muttered, "She raised her head to see me... My boss asked me to take care of Miss Hera, so I can't neglect it."
"You are such an excellent maid," the butler robot praised sincerely.
"Isn't it?" 026 smiled happily, and then felt that something was wrong.
She is a regular combatant on the Feinan.
Why is she a maid?
At the very least, she should be a combat maid!
026 turned around and jumped up again to take a look.
Eh? Where's Miss Hera?
The door of the experimental cabin opened, and Hera ran out with her hands on her chest and her head down. She only took a few steps before she went to a flower pot ornament nearby, lowered her head and retched.
Dry heaving, pregnancy reaction?
026's eyes lit up and he rushed forward.
"Miss Hera! Are you okay?"
Hera felt a little uncomfortable and kept shaking her head: "Send me back to the bedroom, quickly!"
"Okay Miss Hera!"
026's seemingly slender body picked up Hera horizontally, with the spine behind him shining brightly, and he ran towards the bedroom.
Hera's body felt a little hot and her heartbeat was accelerating.
She groaned in pain a few times, her brows furrowed tightly, and a faint green light appeared under her eyelids, but it quickly faded away.
"Don't contact Ming yet," Hera looked up at 026 and grabbed 026's sleeve. "This is part of the experiment. There will be no problem if we return to the bedroom."
026 is a bit confused.
The front hatch opened automatically, and 026 rushed directly to the bedroom window holding Hera.
Hera turned over and slid down, grabbed the thin blanket that Yang Ming was using, put it to her nose and breathed hard.
Her fever quickly subsided, and 026 took out a pen-like detector and quickly read Hera's physical condition.
Obviously, this is not a pregnancy reaction.
Hera's breathing was slowly calming down. She slowly turned over, stared at 026, and whispered, "Thank you."
"You're welcome...what's wrong with you? "
Hera curled her lips slightly. "It seems something went wrong with the experiment. I tried to influence those insect samples through myself and let them react according to my commands, but it seems that I was influenced by them instead."
026 pinched his chin and thought carefully, then said quickly:
"I think this matter should be reported to the boss. The boss is very concerned about your health."
“Okay, you can give us your feedback.”
Hera closed her eyes: "I'll rest for a while."
"I'm going to send a message. Remember to eat."
026's smile seemed very contagious, and Hera couldn't help but smile slightly.
She held Yang Ming's thin blanket, sat there quietly, and carefully recalled the details of the experiment just now.
What Hera didn't know was...
Outside the border of the Luofeng Empire, a transport ship was moving slowly. The hull was dark and the engine was turned off, but it maintained a strange acceleration while moving.
…
"Boss, boss?"
Yang Ming, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by Lu's call and sat up immediately.
The law reminded:
"Just now, 026 sent a message saying that there were some unexpected events in Miss Hera's experiment and Miss Hera was feeling a little hot.
"There is something going on with Pioneer No. 3. Several local criminals are approaching the apartment rented by Pioneer No. 3. These criminals are members of a notorious human organ trafficking organization. Do you want to get rid of them?"
"Just mark it and hand it over to the local police later."
Yang Ming's brain was working rapidly.
He asked: "Do you think this is the work of the Second Forerunner?"
"It's most likely," Lu said slowly, "I checked their gang's account. About two hours ago, they received a sum of money from a multinational company in the New Federation."
"Then keep an eye on them," Yang Ming frowned, "Is Hera using herself as an experiment again?"
"Yes, boss..."
Lu pursed her lips and said, "She is a little crazy, I mean in her scientific research work, but she has also conducted detailed demonstrations, wanting to intervene in the communication system between the queen insect and the insects, so as to find a way to interfere with the insect swarm. If she succeeds, we can greatly reduce the harm of the Second Disaster."
Yang Ming was suddenly speechless.
"You can't joke with your own body."
"Boss, do you care about Miss Hera?"
"This is my longest-time girlfriend, and I have deep feelings for Hera," Yang Ming sighed, "but she always cares most about scientific research, which makes me a little uncomfortable."
"Well," Ritsu smiled, "these guys are starting to take action."
A projection screen immediately popped up. The image quality was a bit blurry, but the general situation could be seen.
