Chapter 196 He is making arrangements for his funeral
Gris hurried to the designated meeting room, and after getting permission from his commander, he sat behind a long table in front of several generals.
The slim female soldier brought a retro-style communication device.
An old general gestured for silence.
A projection screen popped up in front of Grace, showing a familiar figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The slightly hideous silver-white exoskeleton armor and the newly replaced light white tactical helmet with red insect prints are naturally the first-line of the gossip zone of the Sherman Empire today - the White Ghost.
The starry sky outside the picture made Grace feel slightly familiar.
This is a live interactive broadcast, and the title of the live broadcast room is 'Captain Gris of the special forces comes in to chat.'
The live broadcast did not restrict the audience from entering or leaving, but because it was not an insect killing live broadcast, the number of viewers was not exaggerated.
It's just the level of an ordinary Sherman top entertainment star.
When Gris came over, he saw the technical team working hard in the hall. They obviously wanted to locate the white ghost through live broadcast, but they had tried this many times and it was of no avail.
"Ahem," Gris cleared his throat and said slowly, "I'm here."
'White Ghost' Yang Ming turned around, stared at Grace from behind his helmet, and said slowly:
"A few minutes later than I thought."
"The base is huge, and we have to abide by the rules. I have to run from a faraway place to where I can connect with you," Grace said, trying to keep his tone gentle. "Do we need to change the way we chat? With so many people watching, some confidential information could easily leak out."
"I think there are no real secrets," Yang Ming said, "there are only things that can be disclosed to the public and things that cannot be disclosed to the public."
Grace felt the white ghost's aggressiveness.
The experienced Captain Gris naturally understood that they had now entered a battle for the initiative in the negotiations, and he must not be led by the white ghost.
"Why did you suddenly come to me?"
Gris smiled and said, "Of course, I think I may have a little personal charm, and we have worked together to kill a swarm of insects."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Yes, you played a crucial role along the way."
"Oh, you are being sarcastic, aren't you?"
Gris made an exaggerated expression:
"As an ordinary enhanced warrior, I am naturally incomparable to you, a special transformer who is one in a million or even one of only two left in the galaxy.
"But we know your background, White Ghost ."
Several old generals looked at each other.
Is Gris starting to cheat?
This strategy is really good.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Does my existence violate the laws of the empire? You can't find my whereabouts."
"So, you don't even care about your own family?" Grace asked in a deep voice.
Yang Ming said calmly: "Will the powerful empire use the safety of my family to provoke me? I doubt it."
The topic reached a stalemate.
Grace took the initiative to slow down his tone: "You came to me today, it should not be about killing insects. Do you want to negotiate with us? Or, you feel the pressure from your superior life form and want to win the support of the empire instead of becoming the enemy of the empire?"
"The Empire and I have never been enemies," Yang Ming's voice gradually deepened, "I just want to protect the glory of the Imperial Star in my own way."
"Why?" Grace's smile gradually faded.
"Because I am very unhappy with the current empire," Yang Ming said calmly, "it's that simple."
Grace's eyes became sharper: "Is it because the Empire abandoned you?"
"If you have confirmed my identity, there is no need to test me like this," Yang Ming said slowly. "On the contrary, you, Captain Gris, if I am not mistaken, have already investigated the survivors who walked off the test ship, right?"
"Yes, this kind of thing is not difficult to guess," said Grace. "I have to say that the lady helped us a lot in finding out who you are."
Yang Ming fell silent.
Grace smiled and asked, "So, you are here to test our reaction as well?"
"Well," Yang Ming said, "To be honest, I am a little nervous and confused. I understand the empire's style of doing things. The military will not allow uncontrollable forces to exist within the empire. Of course, I understand this, because the power of freedom can protect the people, but it can also be turned into a sharp blade to slaughter the people."
Gris raised an eyebrow.
White ghost releasing kindness?
Grace asked, "So what are you going to do?"
"I'm not going to do anything," Yang Ming paused, "I just want to see how far you've investigated. If possible, don't disturb my family. They have nothing to do with this matter."
Grace was silent for a few seconds, then deliberately smiled bitterly:
“Although I really want to promise you, I am just a captain, a fighter from the special forces, and I don’t have much say in the military system.
“Of course, I’m not complaining, I’m just stating a fact.
"White Ghost, I admire you very much. You investigated and exposed the New Federation's insect-burying plan, saving the lives of countless people in the Empire. You saved Zubin. If it weren't for your pressure from public opinion, perhaps the situation on that planet would be different."
The generals opposite him looked unfriendly.
Grace immediately re-exported:
“But you have to understand, White Ghost, as part of the empire, we should devote everything to this country.
“Whether it’s for the purpose of protecting your family or making better use of your power and making it more effective, you should take the initiative to find us.
"I know that some individuals in the Empire have failed you and abandoned you in the dark and dirty Cole Harbor Prison. They have taken the wrong approach to you, but you have always insisted on maintaining the honor of the Empire and the dignity of the Imperials. I actually admire you very much.
"Come here, you know where we are stationed.
"Although I cannot promise you too much, but... Captain, with your current influence on the country, they will definitely use you for political propaganda."
"Gris!"
A general interrupted Captain Gris with a frown.
The captain shrugged, and the live broadcast connection was forcibly cut off by the operator nearby.
"Captain Gris! Your words have a negative impact on the image of the military!"
"I'm sorry," Gris leaned back in his chair, "but I really want to persuade him to join us, General, and maybe I have convinced him."
"Gris, have you found out anything yet?"
"Oh," Gris smiled, "Hasn't my commander reported yet?"
The female elder beside her looked embarrassed and whispered, "I must verify whether this information is accurate before reporting to the generals."
"Then it's not my fault."
Grace stood up and said sincerely:
“I hope that after reading this investigation report that I helped the commander complete, the generals will be able to show some understanding and sympathy to the White Ghost.
“If the information is correct, he was once an officer of the Empire, serving on the Kigrov test ship. He worked diligently for the Empire and tried his best to bring himself back to the Empire, but in the end, he was abandoned by the Empire and ruthlessly bombarded by the Empire’s dreadnoughts.
“If it were me, I would also feel resentment towards the empire.
“But after he had this power, he did not take revenge on us like the Valkyrie did, nor did he defect to other countries to easily gain wealth and fame. Instead, he chose to protect the glory of the Imperial Star in his own way.
“I admire this young man.
“If you can, if you really respect the opinion of a veteran who has served in the special forces for nearly 20 years, please send him a signal of goodwill.
"He's going to be the brightest new star on special teams."
After saying this, Gris saluted, turned around and walked out of the meeting room.
He actually understood that no matter what he said or did, he would most likely not be able to change the style of the military top brass.
But, what if?
Isn't this still a small probability?
Grace stood in front of the building, looked up at the sky built up by the metal structure, and thought of several pictures in the investigation report.
Captain Hanton.
Hope you are lucky.
"well."
…
"This guy investigated so quickly?"
On the Dongfeng, Yang Ming couldn't help but frown and mutter.
Lu appeared at the side and turned off the starry sky projection on the floor-to-ceiling window, revealing the starry sky view that could only be seen in the Luofeng Empire.
"The Empire's cyber forces are still a step behind the New Federation," Lu said with a smile, "They finally located us outside the Imperial Star Circle and have already sent warships there."
Yang Ming stretched himself and said with a smile, "Sure enough, the nobles of the empire are still determined to destroy us."
"Boss, do you really want to cooperate with the Empire?"
Lu said worriedly:
"They are very likely using you as a sample for research. Based on my observations of human society, once those in power learn that there is a path to eternal life, they will easily fall into extreme madness."
Yang Ming wondered, "How can I have eternal life?"
"Ancient God life forms are able to live forever."
Lu said slowly:
"Based on your current cell renewal rate and the strength of your cells, if you don't encounter a mutation crisis, it's impossible to calculate how long you can exist... I may even say something offensive, your consciousness may collapse and dissipate, but your body will exist for a long time.
"Which human wouldn't be jealous?"
this?
Yang Ming cursed: "If it weren't for that bastard Valkyrie who suddenly went to the Empire to cooperate, I wouldn't be in such a passive position now!"
"It can't be helped, boss." Lu raised his hand to support his forehead. "We considered this worst-case scenario from the beginning. It's not that we are unlucky, but a certain probability has evolved into the reality today."
Yang Ming stretched lazily and walked to the newly purchased circular sofa.
He was like a dead fish that had lost its dreams, lying on the sofa, too lazy to move.
"Did Kolev and Mimili arrive at Ilando safely?"
"Yes, boss," Lu smiled, "Miss Mimili wants to go shopping before returning to the pirate ship. With 026 accompanying her, there shouldn't be any trouble. I will also monitor the whole process."
"That's good."
Yang Ming sighed, "They have helped me a lot. If there is anything they need help with, remember to give them more preferential treatment."
Lu: "Why do I feel like you are making arrangements for your funeral arrangements?"
"Alas," Yang Ming continued to slump, "My simulation robot is about to start working. Put it in the fleet and reduce its contact with Adwang. Although you should be able to imitate me perfectly, Adwang's intuition is very sharp. I don't want His Majesty to worry too much."
Lu: "I'm sure you are making arrangements for your funeral."
Yang Ming rolled his eyes: "You know what I am most worried about. One is the civilization assessment, and the other is the mother planet trial. If one day I get into trouble and can't get out of it, you try to find a way to convince your teacher to let the assessment continue or postpone it until I can move freely."
"But," Lu whispered, "what is the worst-case scenario you are predicting now?"
"The worst case scenario," Yang Ming sighed, "the Valkyries quickly cooperated with the Empire, and the Empire's invincible fleet brought the Valkyries directly to me. I was locked up in a nutrient solution full of excrement, and I didn't see the sun for a while, and then I was swallowed by the Valkyries."
Lu reminded: "But we have a biological shielding device."
"If the Valkyrie says the name Yang Ming, our foundation, including the Dark Star, will be destroyed."
Lu muttered, "Then we can keep the bio-shielder on and go become interstellar pirates."
“If my family finds out how useless I am after ten or twenty years, I might as well shut up the nutrient tank.
“There is always a chance that something will go wrong with the instrument.
"And it's hard to guarantee that the mysterious force that created the colorful crown for the Valkyrie won't feed me directly into her mouth."
Yang Ming pulled his hair silently.
He just wanted to play a low-level game with low difficulty;
Now it's back to the hellish difficulty we faced in Cole Harbor Prison.
He sat up suddenly, his eyes full of ferocity.
But the cruelty lasted only a few seconds, because when he thought that he had to face the powerful empire directly, he couldn't help but collapse again.
"Lü, if you have anything delicious to eat or drink, please try to replenish me during this period of time and introduce me to more beautiful girls."
"Okay!"
Lu couldn't help laughing: "Boss, if we follow your idea, there is a high probability that we can find a way out. There is no need to be so pessimistic."
“Am I pessimistic?”
Yang Ming snorted, turned his back to Lu, and said calmly:
"I am following Murphy's Law of realism!"
“What is Murphy’s Law?”
"You know Murphy's Law... uh, yes, you are not from my old family... my old family..."
Yang Ming turned over and sat up, his eyes staring straight ahead.
He looked up at Lu and wondered, "Is there a possibility?"
"What is possible?"
"I just want to go to the Empire. The Faya Civilization has always wanted me to join the Empire's camp," Yang Ming said seriously, "The second pioneer appeared in the New Federation, and the third pioneer appeared in the Guel Alliance. Is this a coincidence?"
Lu was a little confused and didn't dare to speak for a moment.
Yang Ming wiped his face, stood up and began to pace.
He certainly wasn't depressed.
Just now I was just a little bit, um, a little bit of acting cute to my own intelligent machine.
Yang Ming's thoughts quickly connected together.
He was placed on the Kigrof test ship by the Faya civilization. The Faya civilization certainly knew the content of the game "Abyss" and knew that it was almost a dead end there.
Is this a test? To see if I can escape?
Have other pioneers had similar experiences?
I am now in Faya's game, which is the most basic framework. The process of this game is a supplement to the main civilization of the Milky Way to maintain the competitiveness of the human species in the current dimension and create different possibilities.
Fayya’s Game;
The current civilization camp in the galaxy and the four rogues;
Did anything happen during the process of integrating the Valkyrie genes?
Just as Yang Ming had suspected before, Kigrov's experiment of fusing the genes of ancient gods and humans might have been successful with the secret help of the Faya civilization.
What about your own transformation experiment?
Or is it that the Faya civilization is watching him at this moment and has arranged all this so that he must join the Empire's camp in order to restore the basic layout of the 'Faya Game'?
The Third Disaster - Omnics;
The second disaster - space zerg;
The first disaster - the invasion of higher-dimensional civilization.
Have you always been under the influence of the first disaster?
Yang Ming stopped pacing and turned to look at Lu.
They just stared at each other. Although Lu was a little confused, she saw two flames in Yang Ming's eyes.
"Lv, I want to develop in the empire as soon as possible!"
"You've said that before," Ritsu responded quietly.
“The path chosen by Pioneer No. 2 should be to enter politics in the New Federation and use his influence to create convenience for the future of his home planet.
“My path is the same.
"There is a reason why the Forerunners were placed in the four major camps. The strategies are necessary conditions to help their respective home planets survive the painful period of civilization upgrade."
Lu seemed to be hesitant to speak, as they were currently facing many difficulties.
"I must reach the pinnacle of imperial power."
Yang Ming said.
