Chapter 208: A Strong Enemy Arrives
[Bad news: Boss, they found traces of my previous activities.]
【Good news: Those traces are harassment options I deliberately left behind. 】
[Bad news: At least three Stinger ships are conducting network searches and cleansing in different areas. Now I know why all the imperial networks outside the Imperial Star Circle have to be connected, and the security level of ordinary networks is also ordinary, just to facilitate their own operation. ]
[Good news: They have coordinated about 600 ships of various types to conduct search operations, and the number is still increasing. They have found many traces of me, but the inductive information I left behind will point them to the Guel Alliance.]
[Bad news: Boss, the Dongfeng must change its location. Our fake base is 70% complete. I suggest that we finish it ahead of schedule so that the Dongfeng can leave the Empire and hide.]
When the day is about to dawn.
Yang Ming, who had just taken a short nap, immediately became nervous when he saw the messages appearing on the interface of his glasses.
He had never seen Lu so passive in the online world.
Lu even took the initiative to request that the Dongfeng be allowed to leave temporarily.
Yang Ming immediately sent Lu an order to lift the restrictions on her authority, allowing her to act freely according to local conditions and avoid being hit due to restricted authority.
A few minutes later, a new text message popped up, followed by a note about the delay value accurate to milliseconds.
[Dongfeng has completed the jump. ]
[Boss, should we adjust our strategy for reporting corruption? Directly touching these officials will touch the pain point of this class. The bureaucratic class is a necessary path for the realization of imperial power, and thus it also restricts imperial power. The other party's use of the secret forces of the Imperial Star to counterattack this time also proves this point.]
[We underestimated the technological strength of the Imperial Star Circle. The technological background of the Imperial Star Circle is several generations higher than that of the New Federation.]
Is she explaining why she is in a passive position?
Lu cares a lot about whether her abilities are recognized.
Yang Ming thought about it and sent a few messages to Lu:
[If the Empire is unsafe, the Dongfeng will retreat outside the Empire's borders. I can handle this myself.]
[You can just support me with information, and don't let the identity of the famous detective be exposed. ]
[Now you need to confirm one thing, that is, whether our communication can be maintained within the range of the Imperial Star Circle. Remember to test it without affecting your own safety. I will decide whether to enter the Imperial Star Circle later based on your report.]
After a delay of a few minutes, Lu's reply arrived again.
She repeatedly reminded her boss that they had to stay on Saka for a while longer.
Even if Yang Ming left Sakaar immediately and retreated with the Dongfeng, he would most likely be exposed during the retreat.
——Not to mention, the Stinger has been to Sakaar and may have already included this place in its surveillance range.
It is not difficult to see that Lu is under tremendous pressure now.
Yang Ming sat behind his desk and thought for a few minutes, then sent a message to Lu, asking 026 to hide away for a while.
The mechanical spine of 026 has a full shielding mode, and now it also uses simulated skin to cover the metal texture of the spine. As long as it is not stabbed in the face by a Stinger ship, the possibility of exposure will not be too high.
The most dangerous one is the white ghost Yang Ming.
A few hours later.
Lu sent an emoticon showing a long sigh of relief.
The enemy fleet may discover the 'fake base' they set up within the next seventy-two galactic hours. The information of the mechanical guards and various robots in the base has been reset, and the base has been maintained in a benign operating state.
There lies the 'Secret of the White Ghost'——
White Ghost survived a near-death experience and inherited the legacy of an intelligent civilization, which had caused the Third Calamity that affected half of the Milky Way thousands of years ago. White Ghost used his high technological capabilities to help the Empire eliminate insects and pests.
Although it is a bit tense, a bit risky, and carries some hidden dangers;
But overall everything went well.
Yang Ming put away his glasses, lay on the bed with his arms open, and yawned deeply.
Buzz, buzz!
The vibration disturbed Yang Ming's brain waves which had gradually calmed down.
He touched the network access terminal next to the pillow and saw the message sent by Merger, the big black bear.
'Merge (Black Dog Sheriff): Is it cool? Hehehehehe.'
'roll.'
'Merge (Black Dog Sheriff): It's time to go to work, Detective. We have several cases to deal with today.'
"I am not feeling well and need to rest. Please don't contact me for the next half month. This is a serious notice."
As soon as Yang Ming sent the message, Murg received a voice call.
"What's going on? Are you weak now? How many times did you do it last night? If I had known that you were so weak, I would have bought you a companion robot in advance so that you could train your fighting ability. Aren't you embarrassing us on Sakaar?"
Yang Ming said calmly: "It has been recorded."
"Don't worry," Murg laughed, "I'm the sheriff of justice, fighting against evil forces and criminal activities to the death. Do you really want to rest for half a month?"
"Well," Yang Ming said calmly, "I'm not an official member of yours, so I don't need to apply for leave. I'll contact you in half a month."
"Okay, no one can stop you from taking a rest. Are you okay?"
"No problem."
"That's good," Murger sighed, "I don't know what's going on, but I suddenly want to break up with my girlfriend. We were in a good relationship before... That man from the Imperial Star exudes some kind of magic. I looked up a lot of information but couldn't find any information about him. I always feel that there is something weird about him."
Yang Ming smiled without saying anything and calmly hung up the call.
That dude is more than just weird.
…
Thinking space.
Lu stared at the dozens of projection screens in front of him. Behind him was a row of neatly lined-up clone tools, processing massive amounts of information.
Her boss, host, and master are currently inside the empire, but she must withdraw from the empire.
The fact that the Dongfeng was too far away from its owner was a crisis in itself, and this made Lu unable to laugh at all.
Several information streams are disturbed simultaneously.
On the projection screen in front of Lu, two "Sea Urchin" battleships appeared flying side by side.
Several tips on the warship flashed at the same time, and Lu's surveillance screen was lost; the merchant ships she had just invaded had been locked by the other side.
"What a strong sea urchin," Ritsu muttered.
The other party now seems to have figured out the pattern of her behavior.
What a hassle.
I originally thought that the Empire should lag behind the New Federation in terms of technology, but now it seems... the New Federation is a younger brother after all.
A flow of information was disturbed again.
Lu just glanced at it and quickly sent a message to his boss.
[Bad news: They are searching for the Valkyrie at the same time as they are searching for the White Phantom.]
Yang Ming, who was still catching up on his sleep, turned over and muttered a few words from his home planet, "Po Sa, don't do it."
Three days later.
…
After driving slowly for half an hour, the second-hand hovercraft finally got away from the dull and silent steel city.
Today is Viscount Godoy Saka's family's outing day.
There is no pomp and circumstance, no unnecessary preparation, two tents and two disposable tablecloths constitute the main body of the outing.
Yang Ming and a boy as tall as his shoulders carried the equipment and toys they would use. Mrs. Deli and the blonde, blue-eyed girl began to heat up the food they had prepared for lunch.
When everything was ready, Yang Ming went alone to a nearby ordinary-looking big tree, looked at the nearly dried-up lake in front of him, breathed the relatively fresh air, and opened the detective novel that Bly had recommended before.
He also didn't expect that in today's context of technological productivity, there are so many ways to kill people using high technology.
'Hiding in the corner' is Yang Ming's current personality. He must now maintain the state of 'not being able to integrate into this family'.
But in fact...
"Hey!" Godoy's own son called out nervously, "Want to come over and have something to eat?"
Yang Ming looked up and smiled, shaking the paper book in his hand.
"No, you guys eat, I'll read for a while."
The boy, named Cole, tugged at his natural curls uneasily, then turned and ran to his mother, picked up two lunch boxes and ran back.
Yang Ming: …
Tsk, this doesn't fit their current personality.
Yang Ming subconsciously glanced at the surrounding environment and continued to remain somewhat indifferent.
The boy placed the tableware beside him and stood there for a while. Seeing that Yang Ming kept his head down reading, he scratched his head helplessly.
"that……"
"Sit down," Yang Ming said softly, "Is there any problem?"
The boy sat down quickly and gave a stiff smile: "You are a real detective, right?"
Yang Ming closed the paper book and said with a smile: "That's just what the media is saying. I'm just helping the police with some cases."
“That’s so cool!”
The boy's eyes were shining.
"Actually, there's nothing cool about it," Yang Ming said slowly. "For a case that the police find difficult, it must be because they are missing key information, or they are being misled by the murderer using technology. Solving these cases often requires a huge amount of brainpower."
Or the tiny computing power of the Dongfeng mainframe.
The boy asked: "How can I become a detective?"
"Learn knowledge. In your spare time from studying your own profession, learn about natural history," Yang Ming said with a smile. "The more knowledge you master, the more open your mind will be when handling these cases."
The young man immediately pursed his lips and frowned.
Yang Ming reached out and tapped him lightly on the shoulder, and continued, "If you want to handle these cases just to be cool, then you'd better give up the idea."
"Well," the boy muttered somewhat disappointedly, "I actually feel that facing the truth and pursuing the truth will allow me to find more value in life. I am thinking about my future life... Brother."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Are you under pressure?"
“It’s a lot of pressure.”
The young man secretly glanced at Godoy who was dozing with his arms resting on the other side, and whispered:
"I don't want to be like my father, who was trapped by his title all his life, for which he sacrificed too much and suffered too much ridicule.
"Of course, I don't mean to look down on my father. I love him very much, just like a son in an ordinary family loves his father, but I can't let myself repeat the same mistakes."
Yang Ming turned sideways, looked at this precocious boy, and asked in confusion: "Then what do you want to do?"
"To gain fame," the young Cole hummed softly. "Before I met you, I wanted to enlist in the army, without any noble privileges, to fight for the title like an ordinary person, until I could obtain a military rank that matches our family's hereditary title. That way, I could shock everyone on this planet."
"Hahaha," Yang Ming laughed, "What's the point of shocking them?"
"I can get a sense of satisfaction and make up for my father's life value," the boy said seriously.
Yang Ming looked at his figure carefully, then raised his hand and touched the boy's still strong arm.
“Nice muscles.”
"I am exercising scientifically to improve my physical fitness," the young man raised his head slightly, "but I don't seem to need to work hard on this now. You have already done it, brother. You have made them look at their father with new eyes."
Yang Ming sighed, "You underestimated my father, Cole. He has actually been working hard for this family. He is very talented. Have you seen his design drawings? If he didn't have to hide away to work and integrate into a top team, he would have become a first-class ship designer and an expert in the industry."
"Oh, really?"
The boy was a little bit unbelievable.
"Of course, you can ask Madam Dali," Yang Ming said slowly, "If you want to join the army, your mother will probably be very sad. She would rather you and your brother be safe."
"Most mothers' roles are like this," the boy laughed. "If I can become a detective now, I can give up fighting in the army."
"Then I will put your talent to the test."
Yang Ming opened the book, searched for a few pages inside, tore them off and put them in the boy's hand.
"The main body of this case is all in here. Before you go back today, tell me who the murderer is."
"Okay!" The young man nodded vigorously, took the paper very solemnly, turned around and ran to the shade next to him, and began to read it word by word.
Yang Ming couldn't help but smile.
There was a slight breeze, he stretched himself, leaned against the smooth and delicate tree trunk, and stared quietly at the lake in front of him... It was a rare good day.
…
at the same time.
'This is too inefficient.'
Inside the No. 1 ship of the Stinger fleet, Gris stared at the map of the imperial star field in front of him, yawned deeply, lowered his head and swallowed a refreshing blue pill.
Then, Gris turned his head and looked towards the chess and card room in the corner, where he could see four men, women, and men and women of different appearances playing a table chess game.
"It is an honor for me to serve these gentlemen."
Gris crossed his legs and continued to draw on the map.
After several days of searching, they did gain some insights, and the technical team behind White Ghost also showed some clues.
But that’s all.
They continued to search along the clues, but every time they were about to find key information, they would hit a dead end.
Wherever the white ghost has stepped into, it has left behind a trail of small tails. But after three days of searching, Gris has concluded that these trails were probably left intentionally by the white ghost!
Those four uncles didn't take it seriously at all.
When they acted separately, they just let their respective ships act. The four of them always stayed together, playing cards, meditating, fighting, drinking, and indulging their desires.
Gris couldn't help but turn his head and look at the corner.
The slender asexual man seemed to be emitting a faint light, and his neutral face concealed an indescribable charm.
What kind of woman has Gris not met?
He had never met this type of human being before.
Bly looked up and glanced at him. Grace felt a chill spread down his spine and quickly looked away.
"How boring." Bly pushed the chess and cards in front of him away, raised his hand to hold his chin, with a sly smile on his beautiful face. "You guys continue searching. I'm going to go play with my little friend for a few days. I have endless stories to tell him."
In front of him, a sturdy man, an enchanting beauty, and an anemic man with glasses all smiled at the same time.
The strong man asked in a low voice: "How about coming together?"
The man with glasses immediately said, "We don't have to fight during the search phase anyway, so we can just sail over there, and there won't be any problems."
"How's your kid's stamina?"
The woman with a charming and graceful figure and wheat-colored skin licked her lips gently.
Bly frowned and glanced at her, a faint light flickering in his eyes.
The woman's arms trembled a few times and she cursed, "I just wanted to teach you some moves with good intentions!"
"Vulgar," Bly said coldly, "If you want to come with me, wrap up your rotten body, otherwise I will make your skin rot inch by inch."
The woman muttered impatiently, "I know. It's really tiring."
But she obviously did it from the heart.
Bly looked at Gris, and the three words "Sakaar" immediately appeared in Gris' mind.
The corners of the mouth of this elite cannon fodder from the special forces twitched slightly.
He hated these self-righteous guys.
Especially annoying.
