Chapter 255 Disputes and Disagreements
When he saw Hera again, Yang Ming was also shocked by her mental state.
She sat in a corner blankly, her once bright eyes now dull, her long hair simply tied behind her head, with a few stains visible on the ends of her hair;
Her face, which used to be somewhat cute, now looked extremely distressing because it was pale.
"Bring me a glass of warm water."
Yang Ming gave Lu some instructions.
Several robot maids in the cabin also immediately lowered their heads and left, leaving only Hera in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
This supply ship was once a warm birdcage that Yang Ming transformed for Hera.
They spent two happy years here. Yang Ming released a lot of stress here and even became dependent on this place for a while.
Unfortunately, Hera and Yang Ming's respective uniqueness makes it impossible for them to continue this game of demanding a sense of family from each other.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Ming asked in a soft voice, trying to appear gentle as possible, and reached out to hold her thin shoulders.
"He's dead," Hera whispered.
"who?"
Hera whispered, "My father, Naldo, and Professor Pat."
"Did Lu tell you?" Yang Ming frowned slightly.
He did not receive Lu's reminder.
After being frightened by another mechanical mind, Ritsu has been focusing on investigating the Imperial network.
Hera did not answer directly, she was suppressing the emotions that were about to burst out.
She just raised her head slightly, letting the light from the distant stars fill her lifeless eyes.
Yang Ming sat on the sofa, accompanying her silently and holding Hera in his arms.
He liked this little woman very much, even though she chose to continue her scientific research and left him.
"What's the point of this job?" Hera asked in a hoarse voice.
"What's your job?"
"Theirs, mine, ours."
Hera's eyes gradually turned red, and her voice gradually trembled:
“What is our significance? What are we pursuing? What is scientific research looking for? Has our work made any contribution to human society?”
Yang Ming could only remain silent and listen to Hera talking.
"The education I received since childhood clearly told me that scientific research is a contribution to the progress of human civilization, but now, scientific research has become a butcher's knife for mutual destruction."
Hera rubbed her fingers across the corners of her eyes and then stared at her fingertips in a daze.
"There's no need to think so much about this," Yang Ming whispered, "This is just a political game between the two countries."
Hera asked: "What is the meaning of politics? To make more people unable to live in peace?"
Yang Ming said: "Ensuring social order, maintaining the stability of the social environment, and clarifying the distribution of individual interests, the side effects are the emergence of a privileged class, the oppression of the minority by the majority, and the periodic reorganization of order. Politics is the art of manipulating man, as Levi Sherman once said."
"But Dad and the others killed more than 500 million humans!"
Hera suddenly collapsed, her whole body trembling slightly, and she kept shouting:
“I still couldn’t stop them. I had figured out what they were going to do, but I didn’t expect that they would directly detonate dozens of insect swarms!
“I could have predicted their behavior!
“They want to destroy hundreds of billions of people in the Empire, they want to destroy half of the existing civilization in the Milky Way!
“They have been working for so many years to destroy part of the human race, to kill the elderly, children, pregnant women, and those who are unable to participate in any war!
“Is this what they are about? Is this what this work is worth!
"I can't understand! Ming, I can't understand..."
"Hera, calm down."
Yang Ming organized his words in his heart and said softly:
"One thing you have to understand is that even if you stack up all the humans in the Milky Way, their mass is still not as high as that of a main-sequence planet.
"Today, humans have only developed one hundred thousandth or one millionth of the resources and planets in the Milky Way, or even less than that.
“Moreover, the human beings in the Milky Way are just a branch of a higher-dimensional human civilization in a lower dimension. For a higher-dimensional civilization, these trillions of people are just a fluctuation in the blink of an eye. What’s important is the collection of matter in the Milky Way.
“Scientific progress is meaningful.
“This is the only driving force for the continuous development of human civilization, and what you do is meaningful.
"The invention of high-energy ion beams not only became the main weapon of the human fleet, but was also used in energy transfer and microscopic particle observation.
"From the perspective of human society, Hera, your research has saved billions of humans who would have died in this insect disaster, which would have affected many more innocent people."
Hera trembled and said, "Not so many people would have died. They were all the same individuals, human beings just like us..."
The robot butler nearby brought warm water.
Yang Ming took the water cup and signaled the butler to leave first.
"Okay, now that we've let out some emotions, let's have a good chat."
Yang Ming patted her back gently.
Hera obediently took the cup of water, held it in her palm and took a few sips, then sighed softly.
They were silent for a few minutes, feeling each other's body temperature and enjoying the quiet.
Hera's body had stopped shaking.
"What happened to your father was actually inevitable," Yang Ming asked in a low voice, "Was he murdered by the New Federation to silence him?"
"I don't know," Hera shook her head gently, "I originally thought that I hated him very much, but later I realized that I just longed for his recognition. I always thought that I would no longer care about him, but this news still affected my mood."
"Who gave you this news?"
"Queen," Hera looked up at Yang Ming, "before she left, she used the network between the insect swarms to communicate with me briefly."
Yang Ming blinked: "Is it the sixth-level queen?"
"Well," Hera took another sip from the cup, and after calming down, she began to explain quickly.
A space Zerg colony is centered around the queen, and relies on microorganisms in the microscopic world to communicate across space. This method of communication is the basis for them to complete dimensional upgrading.
Through microscopic microorganisms, insect swarms can form instant communication and unite around the queen.
A higher-level network is also formed between ethnic groups. Among the neighboring ethnic groups, the queen individual with the strongest strength and the highest level of evolution becomes the administrator of this network.
Hera had previously conducted a series of attempts to control insects, which caused some mutations in the microorganisms living in her body.
The relationship between the Zerg individuals and these microscopic microorganisms is more like symbiosis than parasitism.
Hera said: "Now, I am in this clan network, equivalent to a lone queen who has no insects to breed. She allows me to exist, so I can continue to exist."
Yang Ming reminded: "We have biological shielding devices."
"Yes, as long as I turn on this shielding device, the Queen will not be able to sense my specific location, and this connection will be cut off."
Hera smiled bitterly:
“But when I was doing research, I often left the device and sometimes turned it off because I needed to exploit the connection with the bugs.
"This queen should have marked your Dark Star II base."
Yang Ming: …
"That's okay. The base can be moved directly."
Yang Ming asked slowly:
"Hera, now the question is, how did the Queen know that your father and Professor Pat were dead?"
"Don't you understand yet? Ming?"
Hera smiled bitterly:
"There was no induction experiment at all. It wasn't Professor Pat who made a breakthrough at all! The New Federation has been studying those insect eggs for so long, why did only Professor Pat make a technological breakthrough? Professor Pat thought he had found the right path, but in fact, there was a driving force behind that path!"
"What do you mean?" Yang Ming was almost confused.
"It was this queen, the highest-ranking queen in the galaxy, who was behind everything. The New Federation's laboratory became her tool for the rapid reproduction of the Zerg.
"Without her permission, the queen would not be able to complete differentiation. There is a strict hierarchy within the Zerg. Each swarm is designed to allow the queen to reach the edge of dimensional ascension and then leap into a higher dimensional space.
"Why do insect plagues break out periodically? It's because high-dimensional insect swarms migrate and sow between high and low dimensions!
"Pat and my dad's work is meaningless! They are just being used by the Queen as tools to accelerate the reproduction of the Zerg. They are tools! Self-righteous tools!"
Yang Ming was completely shocked.
But he quickly calmed down and carefully sorted out the logic in Hera's words.
This possibility... is really high.
"Is there any evidence?"
"The highest-ranking queen in the current dimension has been watching them. Isn't this the most direct evidence?"
Hera whispered:
“The queen was furious because low-level and mid-level insect swarms were being harvested at such a high rate, which ruined her plan.
"This is a war between species, and Pat and Naldo are just two pathetic traitors who think they have everything under control, but they are just pathetic human individuals being used by the higher-level Zerg!"
Yang Ming raised his hand to cover his forehead.
Now it was his turn to think and remain silent.
Yang Ming also understood why Hera suddenly broke down emotionally.
Hera suddenly said: "Ming, I want to go talk to this queen."
Yang Ming frowned tightly: "Is this the talk I understand?"
"Yes," Hera's eyes had regained their former firmness, "Can you give me a ship that can sail far away and some mechanical thinking body assistants? I can't guarantee that the ship can return safely, but I know that the mechanical thinking body can be resurrected by replaying the game."
"You're going to find this queen?"
"To the edge of the galaxy."
"What does this accomplish?"
"I must understand the Zerg, know the Zerg, thoroughly dissect the Zerg's social relations, and investigate why they are the enemy of mankind. I must continue the experiment, using my own way, to take another path."
Hera slowly stood up and walked to the French window.
The slim-fitting space suit outlined her exquisite figure. She raised her right hand, gently placed her fingers on the extremely thick special glass, and stared blankly into the deep space.
"I want to find back the meaning and value that my father lost."
"Ming, can you understand me?"
Yang Ming spread his hands: "Sorry, I can't."
"Why?"
"There's no need to talk about this matter," Yang Ming whispered, "Hera, I know you don't care about your own life or death. Of course, I won't feel sorry for a ship, but I think you've gone insane now and you can't think calmly."
Hera turned and looked at Yang Ming.
She bit her lip: "I am awake."
"You have been influenced by that queen."
“When they’re around you, the activity of the microbes is almost zero.”
"Human thoughts are derived from the construction of neural circuits. Individuals with strong mental strength can imprint on individuals with weak mental strength and affect their basic thinking," Yang Ming said calmly, "I think it is not appropriate for us to continue communicating now. You should calm down for a few days."
He turned to leave, then turned his head and said:
"I'm very sorry about your father's death. I will have someone investigate this matter later and give you an accurate answer.
"Are you still human, Hera?"
Hera stared at his back and wanted to ask him to stay, but in the end she just bit her lip, lowered her head, and sat back on her sofa.
…
On a small transport ship flying towards the surface of Ilando.
Yang Ming looked at himself in the projection mirror. With the dressings on, his face had returned to that of the officer Count Luofeng.
Hera's words kept circling in Yang Ming's ears, making him feel a little irritated.
"Boss, I have checked it out."
Lu's voice suddenly sounded in the hidden headphones:
"The New Federation CIA has blocked the news, but based on some scattered information, we can still restore the original situation of the incident. Professor Pat committed suicide, and before committing suicide, he killed Naldo."
Yang Ming frowned slightly: "Did Professor Pat kill Naldo? Naldo himself showed no signs of seeking death?"
"Yes, boss."
"Don't tell Hera about this. Change the results of the investigation to... two top biologists committed suicide together because of the guilt in their hearts. Tell Hera like this."
"Okay," Lu hummed a few times, "We can actually easily meet Miss Hera's request."
"Let her die?"
Yang Ming's voice suddenly rose:
"Even if this isn't my girlfriend anymore, she was once mine! Can I just watch her die?"
"She might not be going to die by investigating the Queen," Lu whispered, "Miss Hera has always wanted to reach a mutual understanding with the bugs."
"That's wishful thinking, a typical case of a saintly heart!"
Yang Ming snorted:
"The conflict between the space Zerg and humans is from top to bottom. The minerals we need are the food they need. Although the Milky Way is vast, it cannot accommodate two races that want to reproduce infinitely!
“We still understand each other. If the queen’s fighting power was proportional to her breasts , humans would have been exterminated by bugs by now.
“If the Empire hadn’t used its super defense fortress, she would have led the Zerg swarm directly to the Imperial Star and dealt a heavy blow to human civilization in the Milky Way.
"Don't even mention this matter. Just keep an eye on her."
"What if Miss Hera insists on having her own way?"
"Put her under house arrest. She doesn't have to do any research, but she can't have the chance to reveal our secrets," Yang Ming cursed with a dark face, "Why do people always think about reconciling with the enemy every day? Don't they care about blood feuds? If all else fails , send her to me. I'll pursue her again and let love overwhelm her."
Lu was laughing beside him.
"Boss, His Majesty Edwan sent a communication invitation."
Yang Ming took a deep breath and returned to his usual slightly lazy state.
