Chapter 199: Dongfeng, Moving Forward Three
strangeness.
026 stood outside the plastic surgery room, a little confused.
She just praised her boss for looking "more handsome" after plastic surgery, and then received a notice that her bonus this month was cancelled because she dressed too conservatively.
Is her flattery not sincere enough?
026 smacked his lips, leaned over to look at the cosmetic surgery machine, and after thinking it over again and again, he decided to keep his current facial appearance.
She doesn't have to worry too much about her appearance now, because what the boss values is her outstanding fighting ability!
Well, that's definitely the case.
In the rest area of the Dongfeng's bridge, Yang Ming looked at himself in the projection mirror, then fell on the sofa, covering his forehead.
After going around in circles, I returned to the starting point.
But it was not a wasted trip. He had a rich life "outside of Hamton" in the past few years. He built his own team, met several charming beauties, and found the answer he wanted most, and learned why the earth was bombed.
Ultimately, it is because the Faya civilization is too weak and the Earth civilization is too weak.
"Boss, we are about to enter the Sherman Empire," Lu asked softly, "Do you want to witness this historic moment in person?"
Yang Ming snorted, "What's the historical significance? It's not like I haven't been there before."
"This is different. Before, we went to the Sherman Empire to cause damage, gain benefits, or solve problems," Lu's pocket projection appeared beside Yang Ming's ear, "This time we are going to open up a base and then strive for a glorious future!"
Where does this guy get the motivation from?
The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and he flicked Lu away with a finger:
"Let me rest for a while. I may not have time to rest next time."
Lu smiled slyly: "The Imperial Star Circle is full of beauties!"
Yang Ming turned over and lay flat, covering his eyes with his arms.
Lu tilted his head.
She actually didn't quite understand why her boss was so resistant to the empire.
In fact, it wasn’t just Lu who couldn’t figure it out; Yang Ming himself couldn’t figure it out either.
Whenever he thought about having to run the business within the Sherman Empire, he felt a little discouraged and lazy.
why is that?
Yang Ming closed his eyes and thought, and pictures passed by like flowing water.
He seemed to have returned to the planet where the pirate dispute was resolved. He and old man Kolev were sitting in the invisible boat, watching the bright beams of light appear and disappear in the sky, and watching Lina disappear.
Was it the shot from the dreadnought that made him fear the Empire?
It should be.
Or maybe, entering the empire is just courting death.
Yang Ming became more and more upset.
Lu considerately dimmed the lights in the bridge.
The sound of Dongfeng's engine entered Yang Ming's ears, which meant that the spacecraft was traveling at high speed and secretly.
The Empire, the Emperor, the Nobility, the Council of Elders, the Invincible Fleet, the Planetary Fortress, the Dreadnought, the Star Warp Cannon...
Nouns flashed through Yang Ming's mind one after another.
He has been playing "Abyss" for five years and witnessed the years of "plot explosion" in the galaxy, so he understands how powerful this empire is.
Perhaps because the plastic surgery restored the body's original appearance, Hanton's face evoked Yang Ming's memories of Hanton.
Hamton was born into an ordinary imperial family. His father worked hard all his life but could not find the ladder to become a noble, so he placed all his hopes on Hamton.
Although Hamton was loyal to his country and loved it, his military career was not smooth sailing. At one point, he was forced to be assigned to some technical arms because of his poor physical fitness.
He started exercising intensively.
He exercised tirelessly to improve his physical fitness, constantly set goals, and moved forward and made progress. After being transferred to the Keygrove test ship, he took the initiative to apply to participate in the transformation experiment plan in order to make himself stronger.
Hanton's original fate should have been to be destroyed by the test ship and become a victim of the struggle between Kigrof and the Valkyrie Posa.
But in Yang Ming's memory of Hunton, what he saw mostly were laughter and joy.
It was as if there was an extra mirror in Yang Ming's mind.
He and Hanton sat opposite each other inside and outside the mirror.
'You're afraid of this, aren't you?'
It seemed to be Hanton who asked.
But Yang Ming knew that it was not Hamton.
The picture in the mirror changed, and the past kept passing by like flowing water.
'Yes, there weren't many times along the way where I was fully prepared, and this wasn't the only time.'
His life was in danger in Cole Harbor Prison. If he had not discovered in time that there was something wrong with Lina and found a helper in Kolev, he would have been eliminated by the warden.
On the research ship, there was no cautious approach. Instead, we relied on the struggle for survival and the fear of death to make and put them into practice with courage.
He originally wanted to pursue economic development when he entered Luofeng, but because of Kolev's old age constipation, he was involved in a military corruption case. If he hadn't scared Gutonmaha, he and Kolev could only escape at most...
Opportunities are always accompanied by risks.
There is no such thing as getting something cheap by just lowering your head.
Just like the benefits given by the Omnic Twilight, he also bears the risk of being labeled a "traitor to humanity" and "creator of the third disaster".
What do you need to be afraid of?
Wouldn't the worst outcome be equivalent to losing the battle with the Valkyrie on the research ship?
He has been a winner so far.
If the Earth loses its forerunners... I just need to try my best. At worst, I can ask Edwang to help the Earth.
The universe is in constant motion.
You don't have to be trapped by one idea.
Isn't the greatest significance of conquering the Sherman Empire to wait until you reach the top so that you can use the Sherman Empire's invincible fleet for your own benefit?
As they are all examiners of the Omnic Twilight, the legend that Levi Sherman can create may not be something that he cannot achieve.
'Never lose the courage to challenge the strong.'
——Kolev whispered in his ear.
'I want this country to be truly independent and for the people born in this country to live with dignity.'
——The gleam in Edwang’s eyes when he said this is something Yang Ming still cannot forget.
Yang Ming sat up slowly.
He licked his chapped lips. The lights in the bridge slowly came back on and the instruments operated quietly.
Yang Ming walked towards the captain's seat and the operating console.
'I want to go to the New Commonwealth to study economics, and then use what I learn to build this country, just like my father did.'
——Windsor, wearing a silky nightgown, once said this to him very seriously.
'I want to become the most powerful pirate in the galaxy and form a true free fleet.'
——This is Mimi's ambition and aspiration.
Yang Ming sat down steadily, adjusted the curvature of the chair back, and several projection screens popped up in front of him.
026, wearing a tight combat uniform, trotted to the fire control desk and calmly pulled the zipper down a little to avoid being criticized for being too conservative.
'Ming, is there anything you want to do in particular? I always feel that you are busy, but your goals are unclear.'
"Boss, today is another energetic day."
'Become one with me, Yang Ming.'
Yang Ming closed his eyes and exhaled lightly, and the waves in his heart quickly calmed down.
He had already planned his route, and he took hold of the joystick, pushing it forward gently.
The Faya civilization can only determine the beginning of his destiny, but cannot determine the destination of his destiny.
'I will enter Sherman's Empire to seize the power and resources necessary to keep me alive in the future.'
He was convinced that this was the path he had chosen.
"Dongfeng, forward three."
…
Allison has been very upset lately.
Of course, he still performed brilliantly in various political work and department meetings, with clear thinking, adherence to democracy, and the ability to make those old politicians feel very comfortable.
What bothered Allison was the email he had received earlier.
The suspected resurrection of the Forerunner No. 3 made Allison feel tremendous pressure.
Recently, he has been restraining himself from making any unnecessary movements to avoid exposing his identity.
His current technical team is trustworthy, and the confidants around him have all been imprinted with his thoughts and are absolutely loyal to him and his home planet.
What Allison wants to do most now is to fly to the Guell Alliance and catch the guy who threatened to take revenge.
This damn bastard.
They actually threatened to use their respective home planets as stakes!
Of course, he had to admit that it was a bit excessive for him to kill first.
Allison leaned back in the soft back seat of his luxury car, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and sighed softly.
"Boss," the middle-aged man in the co-pilot seat asked solemnly, "Have you paid attention to the news about White Phantom?"
"What's the latest news?"
"It's still the same as before," the middle-aged man said slowly, "but based on the latest speculation and some intelligence shared with us by the CIA, we can roughly infer that the white ghost came from the Kigrov test ship, which was the test ship that was used to study the ancient god life form and then had an accident, and finally created the humanoid ancient god Valkyrie."
Allison frowned.
He suddenly thought of something.
Allison took out an old but absolutely confidential electronic notebook from the inside pocket of his shirt and opened several documents in succession.
'Valkyrie', 'Ancient God Lifeform', 'White Ghost', 'Biochemical Transformation'.
He has been paying attention to these key words recently, and suddenly found that there seemed to be some impressions deep in his memory.
This is the impression that the game "Abyss" gave him.
Yes, yes.
Allison pulled a pill bottle from his pocket, sprayed it into his mouth, and waited quietly for a few minutes.
The brain starts to become active and messages keep popping up.
Valkyrie, the BOSS in an epic copy of a squad in the Empire camp, should be on a dilapidated scientific research ship. Her creator, Kigrov, used all means to trap her in that scientific research ship, secretly floating on the border of the Empire.
At low levels, faction fighting was not enabled, but they could still go there to raid the dungeon.
However, Allison does not belong to the 'Battle Strategy Department'. He is responsible for 'Cultural Heritage' and 'Organization Mobilization'. He has only seen the copy introduction and cutscenes about this copy.
The Valkyrie left that ship?
There seemed to be a change there that was different from the original story line... Allison had also created such a change.
Is White Ghost really another forerunner?
Allison leaned back in his seat, unable to speak for a long time.
The effect of the drug began to fade, and his memory became fuzzy again. Allison quickly recorded the lines of text in an electronic document.
Soon, he groaned in pain as the side effects of the medicine began to appear. He held his forehead with a splitting headache and curled up in the back seat.
The experienced driver and his assistant frowned as they watched the scene, but did nothing to help.
More than ten minutes later.
"How long until the next meeting?"
Allison asked, looking pale.
"Half an hour left, sir."
"I'll take a fifteen-minute break. Call me at the appointed time. Also... spread the news on Sherman's network, saying that White Ghost is a lower-level life form of the Valkyrie. He may lose control at any time and grow into a brutal ancient god life form with planetary-level destructive capabilities."
"Yes, Boss."
"The other side has a strong ability in propaganda warfare," Allison said. "Go all out, but also pay attention to secrecy."
"yes."
…
In the northwest corner of the vast star field of the Sherman Empire, there is a heavy industrial planet called Saka.
A stretched luxury car slowly drove across the muddy ground. The heat emitted by its suspended engine quickly melted the newly frozen ground.
Yang Ming was wearing a brown coat and a felt hat. His handsome face, which belonged to Hamton, was concealed by light makeup, making him look more handsome and bookish.
The glasses on his nose are considered the highest-tech spy equipment of Dark Star today, and will be the main device for him to communicate with Lu in the future.
026 had her ear-length short hair extended into a full head of long hair, which she tied into two ponytails. Her little round face was full of innocence and cuteness, and her eyes were always filled with inexhaustible energy.
The Dongfeng has taken a large number of mechanical guards to a distant desolate planet to open up a "private base" for the White Ghost.
Yang Ming now has almost no way out.
The reason for bringing 026 along was also after careful consideration.
First of all, Yang Ming cannot show too much peculiarity and must play the role of an ordinary person well.
026 covered her mechanical spine with anti-detection simulated skin. Her current identity is Yang Ming's personal assistant and bodyguard. She can also serve as Lu's intercom and a connecting bridge for Lu to invade the local area network.
Secondly, 026's adaptability to human society is much higher than that of mechanical thinking entities and simulated robots like Dabic.
The luxury car slowly stopped in front of a dusty pub.
There were shouts of trouble from the tavern.
Yang Ming glanced at 026, who immediately opened the car door.
Her small leather boots carefully avoided the puddles on the ground. The biting cold wind and the 1.12 times standard gravity made her frown slightly.
When she tiptoed to the door, she looked inside for a while and called out weakly to the drunken people:
"Um, is Lord Viscount Saka here?"
