Chapter 23: The Haunting
Afraid that Mimili would misunderstand, Yang Ming deliberately put on his imperial military uniform and did not go out for a stroll in a bathrobe.
Although he really wanted to do so.
When he opened the cabin door, Yang Ming's eyes lit up.
Mimili changed into a pair of tight jeans and a bat shirt. There was a heart-shaped pendant on her snow-white neck, and a cute butterfly tattoo could be seen on her shoulder.
"Uncle," Mimi Li looked up and sized up Yang Ming's expression, "Please try these clothes to see if they fit you. They have all been steam-washed at high temperatures... Is it convenient for me to come in?"
"This is your ship, Captain Mimilee."
Yang Ming turned sideways and gestured for her to come in. Mimili's smile suddenly became more confident.
It was obvious that she liked being called Captain.
Yang Ming deliberately left the cabin door open.
Because there would be a series of jumps coming up, he fixed the hatch with a suction cup.
Mimi looked around the rest cabin that she had only been to a few times, resting her butt on the edge of the desk. She smiled and said, "I heard from my father that you and him teamed up to take over Cole Harbor Prison."
"It's like this," Yang Ming pointed at the blue coating that appeared outside the porthole, "why don't you find a place to sit down first? The jump is about to begin ."
Mimili walked to the sofa next to Yang Ming, sat down with her long legs together like a lady, and then leaned to the side.
"With Dad operating the jump, it will be very stable and will not affect our conversation... Uncle, are you a soldier from the Sherman Empire?"
"Before they gave up on me, I really was," Yang Ming shook his head, "but from now on, I have to replan my future."
"The powerful empire will not feel any pain no matter how many soldiers it sacrifices," Mimily said with a look of disgust. "They use imperial power to restrict individual freedom. I really don't know why there is still a ruling class like the aristocracy in this day and age!"
Buzz——
The transition has begun.
A faint light appeared around the two people, as if there was an extra layer of hazy lens, and the sound waves produced by the vibration of the throat also had a slight deviation, making the lingering sound thicker and longer.
These are all phenomena unique to the subspace.
After more than ten seconds, everything returned to normal, and the light film turned into flying light spots and dissipated in the universe.
The spacecraft immediately began a new coating, but this time it was not a blue light.
"Are there multiple subspace membrane launchers on the spacecraft?" Yang Ming asked curiously.
"Yes," Mimili smiled, "We must maintain high maneuverability and anti-tracking capabilities. Although this spaceship is only a hundred meters long, in fact, 60% of the space is jump devices. In addition, there are an equal number of deflectors to avoid resonance. The hull material is comparable to those large warships... The pirate ship is our second life, Uncle Hanton."
Yang Ming crossed his legs and looked into her light gemstone eyes.
"Mimili, you came to me while Kolev was performing the jump. It shouldn't just be to express your concern for Kolev. I'm a straightforward person and prefer to get to the point."
Mimily bit her lower lip lightly. “My father praised your fighting ability highly… I wanted to make sure first.”
Do you mean inspection?
Yang Ming's eyes were filled with amusement: "Mimili, I can probably guess what you want to do. That guy named Kimo - your father's former subordinate - he took your position as the leader of the Black Dragon Pirates. You want to take revenge on him, right?"
"Yes," Mimi's eyes became sharp and full of hatred, "I want to take back everything that belongs to me without relying on my father's help."
Yang Ming said: "You have fallen into a misunderstanding."
"What?"
"Or maybe Kolev loves you so much that he made a misjudgment."
Yang Ming picked up the distilled water he had drunk before and moistened his throat:
"The pirates are a group of unruly people. The inheritance should not be passed down from father to son, but won by ability. Kolev thinks you have this ability, but in fact you don't have it yet."
"Kimo framed me!"
Mimili became excited: "I was bewitched by him and bought those beauty devices, and I didn't know that it was a special fund for purchasing fuel cells! He planned everything!"
Yang Ming: …
It was so easy to get the information out of him.
"Look, you can't even keep calm. You were easily irritated by me."
Yang Ming sighed and shook his head in disappointment: "I'm talking about temporarily. Just because you don't have it now doesn't mean you won't have it in the future."
Mimili's pretty face flushed a little. She stared at Yang Ming and didn't say anything for a long time.
The second jump began, and Mimili took advantage of these ten seconds to calm down.
"Uncle means that we need to prove it to each other. I will prove to you that I have the ability to take back the black dragon, and you will prove to me your superb fighting skills, right?"
"That's probably the case," Yang Ming said, "but I need to be honest with you about one thing."
Mimi stood up and looked at Yang Ming quietly.
"Until you become better than your father, I won't consider becoming your subordinate," Yang Ming reminded him, "Even if you become better than your father, I won't sacrifice my freedom. The best we can do is cooperate temporarily."
Mimi nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave the cabin.
If she hadn't kicked the bulkhead in the corridor, Yang Ming would have really thought that the future Starry Sky Widow was a docile sheep.
These clothes were obviously worn by other people, but the material felt very soft and there were indeed signs of disinfection.
Yang Ming locked the cabin door, looked at himself in the mirror on the wall, and took off his imperial military uniform for the last time.
Buzz——
The transition begins again.
Yang Ming squinted his eyes and was about to enjoy the wonderful feeling for more than ten seconds, when his eyelids suddenly twitched slightly.
Coo-coo-woo——
Yang Ming suspected that he had heard it wrong.
He turned around suddenly and saw the cabin environment with overlapping images; he closed his eyes and a picture flashed before his eyes.
The deep starry sky and brilliant nebulae are meaningless vistas.
It seemed as if right in front of me, right in front of me in the darkness, the girl was floating there quietly, her broken body curled up, as if she had fallen asleep in the universe.
Female, Valkyrie?
Coo-coo-woo——
'I want to eat you.'
'I want to eat you.'
'I want to eat you.'
The graceful murmurs kept echoing, and the shadow of a planet seemed to appear behind her; when Yang Ming wanted to take a closer look, the light and shadow in front of him trembled slightly, and everything disappeared.
The transition is complete.
There was still a trace of lingering sound that entered Yang Ming's ears, as if it was the Valkyrie's whisper in a dream.
'Become one with me, Yang Ming.'
Yang Ming's hair stood on end.
…
Can’t even an antimatter bomb kill the Valkyrie?
As we all know, the principle of antimatter bomb is to use the collision and annihilation of antimatter and matter to produce high-energy gamma rays, converting almost 100% of the mass into energy.
The hydrogen bomb, the most powerful weapon developed by Earth civilization, can only achieve a mass-energy conversion of less than 0.7 percent!
Ah, yes, talking about power without considering quality is just being a hooligan.
The antimatter bomb that Ji Ge detonated at that time might not have been of such high quality; the small landing craft that he and Lina were on was attacked at close range but did not suffer any obvious damage.
If there are any wreckages left of that research vessel, and if those wreckages contain the goddess' cells, it is possible that the goddess could be revived!
This is the most terrifying thing about the ancient god life form.
They are aggregates of cells, or they can use individual cells as spores to divide, grow, and reconstruct indefinitely.
Even if the Valkyrie is not dead, she must be in her weakest state now, and I might be able to kill her completely!
That won’t work either. The area near the explosion point of the research ship must have been surrounded by the Imperial Legion for investigation. I had barely escaped, so wouldn’t it be just a waste if I went back there?
Yang Ming walked quickly inside the pirate ship, his mind in a state of confusion.
It was like he felt like he had walked to the door of a happy life, but when he opened it, he found that a Valkyrie with a sword lived inside.
A string of swear words rolled through Yang Ming's mind. He pushed open the door in front of him and arrived at the bridge of the spaceship.
This is more like a comprehensive living room than a bridge.
Only one-third of the space is an operating table, with a retro wooden rudder in the center; the rest of the area is filled with weapon racks, dining tables and chairs.
More than a dozen figures gathered around Kolev, who was frowning and looking at the projection screen in front of him, as if he was looking at the accounts.
"You guys go out first, I'll chat with my friend," Kolev said, "Mimili stay."
The dozen or so pirates nodded in response and left the bridge in a depressing atmosphere.
Yang Ming hid his anxiety and walked forward with a smile.
"What's going on, Kolev?"
"It was a mess." Kolev opened the bottle of wine beside him and poured some for Yang Ming from an empty glass. "I'm sorry that you saw the most embarrassing moment of my life."
Mimi Li curled her lips slightly.
Yang Ming pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up the wine, smelled it, and took a sip.
"Where are we going now?" Yang Ming asked.
"It's in the middle of the second spiral arm, at the junction of several small countries. I'm about to go to the black market nearby," Kolev shrugged. "To be honest, I'm a little confused now. The news of my escape will spread quickly in the circle. Those guys who betrayed my daughter, the cruel pirates I trained with my own hands, will definitely attack me and Mimi. I can imagine how restless they must be."
Yang Ming nodded: "Yes, Mimili may not be a threat to them, but you are different."
Mimily's eyes almost rolled up to the ceiling.
"What else can I do?"
Kolev glanced at Mimili and continued:
"Now I can only show up in public, go to the black market where pirates gather, chat with my old friends, and publicly declare that I have withdrawn from the pirate circle. From now on, I just want to take Mimili to find a quiet planet to spend the rest of my life."
Yang Ming frowned and asked, "Will they believe it?"
"Of course they won't," Kolev said, "but you have to understand, Hanton, I still have a certain prestige. When I took the initiative to express that I don't want to be enemies with Kimo and the others, they must consider the feelings of their subordinates. Pirates can be ruthless to their enemies, but they must take good care of their own people, otherwise they will eventually die under the guns of their subordinates."
"And then?"
"Perhaps it would be a good idea to withdraw in anonymity."
Kolev said: "Mimili is not cut out for this. She is more suitable to open a beauty salon."
Mimily lowered her head and bit her lip.
"No, no," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Parents always have all kinds of filters in their eyes when looking at their children. Mimili is a natural pirate, I assure you."
There was a hint of surprise in Mimi's eyes. She didn't expect that she would receive such an evaluation from Uncle Hanton.
Kolev frowned tightly: "But she failed."
“Everyone will fail. Success cannot be the main theme of life. What matters is whether we choose to try again after failure or to sink into despair.”
Yang Ming said slowly:
"You can't expect Mimili to compete with the men you trained. She was only sixteen or seventeen years old at the time, and she's only twenty now. And all of your men are villains who have been following you around for decades and trained to be villains."
Kolev's expression eased a little.
Mimili looked at Yang Ming with a little more gratitude.
"You are also very talented in comforting people," Kolev sighed.
Yang Ming asked: "Did we pass through any place during the continuous jump just now? Did we pass through the border of the empire?"
"Oh, what's wrong?"
Kolev said:
"Haven't you learned elementary school physics, Hanton?
“The principle of transition is to go in a straight line. The universe is a four-dimensional body, contained in a five-dimensional world.
"Why four dimensions? You can directly see the three-dimensional properties of an object, such as length, width, and height. When they see us in the five-dimensional world, they can directly see our length, width, height, and time state.
"Our universe is just a surface in this five-dimensional world. You can imagine that after the dimensionality reduction, this surface becomes a series of complex polyhedrons that cannot be accurately calculated using our method. When we jump, we are sailing quickly inside these polyhedrons.
"We live in a four-dimensional world, but we are also part of the five-dimensional world, just like a cube you see is also wrapped in our universe, so we can use a small number of rules of the five-dimensional world."
Yang Ming shrugged: "Why not take a piece of paper, fold it, and use a pen to pierce two overlapping holes?"
"Oh, your knowledge of physics is so primitive," Kolev shook his head. "That's just an analogy."
"You mean, when jumping, it is possible to pass through some distant airspace in another dimension."
"Yes, we cannot determine the specific location of these airspaces. They are all extremely abstract."
Yang Ming sat there lost in thought.
How to deal with Valkyrie?
It is obviously not practical to go to the Sherman Empire now. If I go there later, maybe the Valkyrie will have recovered her strength.
He has now gained the upper hand, and it will take some time for the Valkyrie to recover her strength.
This is the opportunity.
He has to become stronger.
He can have a powerful pirate group, or not just a pirate group, an intelligent mechanical army is also a good choice.
He must have more powerful strength, both individually and collectively. It would be great if he could use the legion's main gun to 'bully' the Valkyrie.
this moment.
Yang Ming's nerves, which had originally relaxed, tensed up again, and he kept thinking about the way forward.
Kolev covered his forehead with one hand, his old face full of fatigue, and he was obviously thinking about the future of him and his daughter.
"Let's officially cooperate, Kolev."
Yang Ming suddenly spoke and raised his right hand as if he was arm wrestling.
"That's exactly what I meant," Kolev grinned, and he stretched out his dry right hand and shook hands with Yang Ming vigorously.
