Chapter 225 Captain Catherine
Damn!
We were surrounded by super modifiers in this way!
The fact that Yang Ming can sit still calmly now is already the limit of his psychological endurance.
The positions of these guys are really well chosen.
As long as a battle breaks out, all his retreat routes will be blocked immediately. Unless he can tackle Catherine head-on, he will have a chance to break through the encirclement within three seconds.
If they say they didn't choose the seats intentionally, Yang Ming would not believe it even if he beat Bley to death!
"Hi, hi!"
Catherine stood up and greeted her, then her white hands stroked the smooth fabric of her evening dress behind her and she sat opposite her in a ladylike manner.
The atmosphere was a little depressing.
Yang Ming was the first to speak: "What do you want to eat? Does this count as a meeting between us online friends?"
"I've already ordered what I want to eat, just order what you want," Catherine pushed the order card over.
Yang Ming glanced at the prices at the restaurant and said, "Excuse me, how much do you make? I'll treat you to this meal. Besides being a detective, I also have a side job."
Catherine calmly took out a special virtual card.
"We don't have any salary, and we can use this card for all our purchases, with no upper limit."
"This," Yang Ming's eyes lit up, "Are the benefits of the Empire's super reformers so good?"
"You can't go and buy a building or a piece of land, it's not allowed."
Catherine smiled and put away the card, raising her chin slightly:
"You can order whatever you want. It's my treat."
Yang Ming gave a thumbs up, then clicked on a page that specifically showed the expensive items.
It would be a waste if you don't eat it. The imperial government will pay for it anyway.
Yang Ming felt that several super-modifiers nearby were looking him up and down, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He could only find some topics to attract Catherine's attention.
"How is the post-disaster handling being completed?"
“That’s not my job.”
Catherine picked up the water glass and took a sip. Although her action was a little deliberate, she was still beautiful and elegant because of her good foundation.
She asked softly, "You seem to have become famous on Yaha Star? How does it feel?"
"Nothing," Yang Ming said with a smile, "This is what I wanted. I wanted to gain fame and I had been thinking about joining the police force to seek promotion."
"Then why did you reject the invitation from the police force?" Catherine smiled. "I saw in the news that you turned down the invitation to become the police ambassador."
"I think this is meaningless. What kind of image ambassador does the police force need? Is it just to gain political achievements for the chief and the top brass of this system?"
Yang Ming shrugged:
“I don’t want to be a political pawn for other people.
“As an immature detective, what I want to do is to pursue the truth and uphold justice in my heart.
"As an adult man and a citizen of the Empire, I want to use my own power to reverse some unfair phenomena. This is perhaps the core motivation for me to pursue this path."
In the corner, Gris raised his hand and scratched his eyebrows, muttering to Bly beside him:
"Why is this guy talking nonsense? Do girls like to hear this? Don't make it about yourself. When you are on a date, you should throw the topic to the other person. This way, there will be a good atmosphere, idiot."
Bly narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Pay attention to the look in my captain's eyes."
"Uh, it seems to be glowing a little."
"She is an idealist," Bray said slowly, "that's Hui's wisdom."
A robot waiter started delivering food.
As if she had heard Grace's complaint, Catherine took the opportunity to think for a while and then turned the topic to Yang Ming.
Catherine asked, "What do you think of White Ghost?"
"Oh, why are you asking this guy all of a sudden?"
Yang Ming groaned for a few seconds:
"It's actually very difficult to evaluate him, as the controversy surrounding this character is growing. But I think the white ghost has become a symbol rather than a specific person."
"Yeah?"
Catherine suddenly perked up: "Why do you feel this way?"
"I just feel that there are so many different types of analyses on the Internet that it's hard for me to come up with something new."
Yang Ming shrugged:
"What about you? What do you think of White Ghost?"
"I admire him so much!"
Catherine held her chin and said seriously:
"I envy him, too, for being able to pursue his own justice. I should be that kind of person... If he were to publish a photo album, I would definitely buy a hundred copies."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I'm actually very curious about how the super-modified community views White Ghost... Does this question embarrass you?"
"Of course not," Catherine said with a gentle smile, "You even asked me if it would be difficult for me. That's good. I hate those people who ignore other people's feelings just for their own curiosity."
Yang Ming picked a piece of barbecued meat wrapped in sauce for Catherine with a fork, and said with sympathy:
“I hate this kind of people too.”
"Thank you... From the super-changers I've come into contact with, everyone is more interested in studying the White Ghost. There's no hatred towards it, but I can't say I like it either."
Catherine raised her hand to tidy up the hair beside her ear and said softly:
“White Ghost is a powerful cyborg. Some confidential information cannot be disclosed, but his fighting style is very similar to that of the Valkyrie.
"In fact, the White Ghost should be Valkyrie II, and the Valkyrie is Valkyrie I. They are both the products of the same experiment. Unfortunately, because they are too powerful, they are out of the control of the empire..."
Catherine was so excited about the conversation that she basically said everything she could and couldn't say.
Yang Ming kept nodding and agreeing.
The other super reformers present were either busy eating or holding their foreheads with their hands.
Yang Ming also asked a more critical question: "Why didn't the Super Modifier attack the White Ghost before?"
"Because it's not our responsibility," Catherine said, "As long as he doesn't cause trouble in the Imperial Star Circle, the special forces stationed in the Skywrath Fortress will be responsible for handling it. In fact, there are many strong people in the special forces there who are not weaker than the Super Modifiers."
Yang Ming wondered, "What is the difference between a super modifier and an ordinary modifier?"
"It's very different. Super-transformers mainly start their transformation from embryos..."
"Cough! Cough cough cough!"
A middle-aged lady in the back suddenly fell seriously ill.
Catherine cleared her throat and smiled guiltily: "Let's talk about something else."
Yang Ming glanced at the older woman and asked quietly, "Do we need to bring family members when we meet online friends?"
Catherine's fair and tender face showed signs of dilation of facial capillaries. She stammered, "Well, we are going to a high-end party later on, so we are going together. This doesn't affect... don't look at me."
"Okay," Yang Ming nodded calmly, "Where are you going for a high-end team building? Can you take me with you?"
"We are super reformers, so of course our entertainment methods are different. Let's eat first!"
Catherine ended the subject hastily.
Yang Ming suddenly felt that Dou Dou, a super-changer girl with insufficient social experience, was also quite interesting.
At least it's a better way to kill time than going back to the hotel late at night to watch comedy variety shows.
He began to take the initiative to control the topic. The previous test had already made him aware of Catherine's interests, and the topic turned to high-tech, life sciences, beauty and hairdressing, and food cooking.
Because of Catherine's self-explosion, Grace and several super modifiers came over to greet Yang Ming and introduced themselves as Catherine's friends.
The middle-aged lady remained aloof and left with the two male super-changers halfway.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Yang Ming, Catherine, Grace, Bly, and a female super-modifier left the restaurant together and rushed to the venue for high-end team building - the panoramic simulated karaoke room.
Although Yang Ming was a little powerless to complain, he roughly understood the reason why these super modifiers appeared.
They probably came out to play because they were bored!
"Master," Bly took the opportunity to clink glasses with Yang Ming and communicated directly with his mental power, "If you have any questions about the Super Modifiers, you can ask me directly. Catherine is too young and doesn't know many inside stories."
Yang Ming: …
Tsk, why does he feel a little sour?
Captain Gris must have been very tired. When everyone was in high spirits, he fell asleep on the soft seat.
Bly also explained: "He was too diligent in finding the white ghost."
"He is really dedicated," Yang Ming smiled with narrowed eyes.
"He is only one step away from the truth," Bligh sighed softly, "Unfortunately, this step is destined to be full of thorns and misleading."
Yang Ming glanced at Catherine and the female super modifier, two humanoid killing weapons with super destructive power, who were sitting together, swaying from side to side like seaweed, singing a tuneless melody.
Yang Ming patted Bly's arm, and the two of them sat on Captain Gris's left and right.
Watch the music.
…
The late night on the edge of the city is both quiet and lively.
The five people were divided into two groups, the front and the back, and walked on the suspended observation deck, feeling the cool night breeze blowing on their faces, washing away the tiredness of their bodies and minds.
Bray, Grace and another female super reformer were chatting and laughing in the front, while Yang Ming and Catherine followed behind in tacit understanding.
"I'm twenty-one years old," Catherine said softly.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Then?"
"Nothing." Catherine raised her hand and adjusted the position of the 'eyepatch' mask. "I can still live for another 24 years, if I don't die in battle."
"Um?"
"This is the price of great power," Katherine said very easily.
Yang Ming's smile gradually faded, and he asked softly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Why should I feel bad?" Catherine said with a smile. "My life is the result of an experiment. I can experience forty-five years of life with Catherine's personality. Why should I feel bad about this? Don't compare yourself with others, because there will always be areas where you can't compare with others."
"I'll finish this bowl of chicken soup ."
"What?"
"The meaning of chicken soup for the soul," Yang Ming said with a smile, "is words of encouragement."
"I'm just talking about my attitude towards life," Catherine raised her little face, "I once told myself that I should live my limited life to the fullest and realize my own value."
Yang Ming wondered, "Don't you blame the people who conducted these experiments?"
"I feel resentful, but it's useless. They are my parents to some extent," Catherine said. "There are many radical super-changers who would seek revenge on the experimenters, but I think that's actually wrong."
"So what do you think is the meaning of life?"
"Guard and protect, so that more lives can have the opportunity to realize their own value."
Catherine said seriously:
“This is the mission given to me by the team that created me. Sometimes I feel that I am more like a machine with flesh and blood, a machine that only knows how to obey orders.
“But I am also essentially human, a biological manifestation of human genetic material, and part of this society.
"What about you? You always talk about me. I also want to know more about you. What is your goal in life?"
Yang Ming was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "I'm going to save the people I cherish."
"Is it your family?"
"Not my current family," Yang Ming said lightly, changing the subject. "My ordinary life cannot be compared with yours."
"I don't like your way of chatting," Catherine said seriously, "We are equal. In fact, I am incomplete, and you are complete."
Yang Ming stared at Catherine's chest seriously for a few seconds: "Mutilated?"
"Asshole! What are you thinking about!"
Catherine clenched her fist to hit someone, but Yang Ming quickly dodged, not daring to take her punch, which was the product of who knows how many years of practice.
The two of them were playing around in the back.
The three people in front turned their heads to look, then quickened their pace and distanced themselves from the two behind.
As Yang Ming begged for mercy, Catherine finally let him go. The two leaned on the railing of the ladder and looked at the night view of the city.
"I am a complete woman, which is perhaps the greatest blessing."
Catherine deliberately raised her head and chest, observing Yang Ming's expression, and said casually, "Sometimes I wonder if I should experience the happiness of both sexes in my limited life."
Yang Ming muttered quietly: "That happiness is indeed beyond your imagination now."
"Have you ever been in love?"
"Of course, I've been in a relationship a few times. The one I just broke up with lasted for two and a half years," Yang Ming sighed, "It's still pretty sad."
Catherine wondered, "Why do you want to break up?"
"The reasons are complicated, but we are still in good contact now," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Do you want to experience the feeling of breaking up?"
"Pooh!"
Catherine rolled her eyes: "You don't know how to chat."
"It's not that I don't know how to chat, but there are many things that can't be casually discussed, sister," Yang Ming stretched out his finger and poked the back of Catherine's hand, "The difference between our social status is too big."
Catherine said: "I don't think there is much difference in status. I can still call him a human being."
Yang Ming: "You want to pick me up?"
"Ah, I mean," Catherine glanced aside, "if one day we become familiar enough to go beyond the relationship of friends, I might ask you to experience what love is. Of course, a complete love may also include the stage of breaking up."
Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled, then took the initiative to extend his right hand.
"what?"
"Here, I'll give you a trial card," Yang Ming said, "an hour boyfriend experience, we can get straight to the point."
"Is it still possible?"
Catherine hesitated for a while, then gently knocked Yang Ming's right hand away.
"Be respectful, or I'll really beat you up!"
"Okay, I'm just being sentimental," Yang Ming put his hands back into his shirt pockets, "Then don't regret it, not every outstanding woman can get my experience card."
"You seem to be the dissolute noble scumbag that the internet talks about."
"I am very loyal. My ex-girlfriends all think so."
Yang Ming exhaled lightly, facing the night breeze, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.
The city ahead is divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower, each with its own style and price.
"I may be transferred in a few days," Catherine said, "The Empire has already locked down the source of this attack. There will be another large-scale war. Bligh and I will also go with the army."
Yang Ming said: "Many people will die."
"Yes, not only will many people die, but the political system will also be overthrown, and even an entire nation will disappear."
Catherine's sigh echoed in the wind:
"This is my other side. I will become a weapon in the hands of the empire and conquer all beings that dare to offend the empire."
“Will there be any psychological pressure?”
"Yes, but not much. My ability is limited. I can only protect the people of the empire." Catherine's eyes were firm. "The enemies of the empire are all my enemies."
"For example, what if White Ghost betrays the Empire?" Yang Ming asked softly, "I know you like this guy very much."
Catherine smiled. "Like and appreciation are personal feelings, and my first priority is loyalty and obedience. Of course, I am not loyal to a certain person. I am loyal to this country, this whole, this civilization called the Sherman Empire... What about you? Are you going to develop on Yaha Star next?"
"Yes," Yang Ming scratched his head, "I'm not as conscious as you. I used to think of accumulating reputation through the police system, but now I find that this is too slow. It's too slow for my goal."
"Are you anxious to get ahead?"
“I want to have a certain influence so that my voice can be heard.”
Yang Ming squinted his eyes and smiled: "So I decided to take another path."
"What road?"
"Media," Yang Ming said, "I found that the Empire's media system is a bit weak. Celebrities and radio stations still account for a large proportion of public opinion. I want to influence the Empire through the media."
"Well," Catherine felt a little strange about this, "and then?"
"Then I will look for opportunities to break into the high-level circles of the empire. This may be a shortcut that I have overlooked before," Yang Ming looked at the night sky, "No one can stop me before I reach my destination."
Catherine was staring at Yang Ming's profile, unable to look away for a moment.
…
"Tsk, isn't Sherman declaring a full-scale war on the New Federation?"
Somewhere underground in the capital of the First Star State, in the Free United States of the Galaxy.
Several white-haired old men sat on the sofa, the hot drinks beside them emitting thin white smoke, and the shadows cast by the dim light obscured their faces.
In the corner, a young man crossed his legs, his hands on his knees, his thumbs circling and chasing each other.
He said slowly, "Everyone, do you believe what I said now? Although the current situation in the Milky Way is slightly different from what I know, the Sherman Empire is strong on the outside but weak on the inside. It has lost the strength and courage to go to war with the second largest country in the Milky Way."
"Forerunner, this proves nothing."
"My patience is limited," the young man's eyes became sharp. "Of course, this is because I need your help. I must lower my posture. Our goals are the same, to quickly weaken the powerful empire."
An old man smiled and said, "You need to continue to prove your worth."
"Really?" The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of smile in his eyes. "My intelligence base doesn't just cover the empire for the next twenty years."
His figure gradually disappeared, using a holographic projection.
"See you on the headlines tomorrow, old man."
"Send a few men to get rid of him."
"Who does he think he is?"
