Chapter 278: Imperial Star Guard Knights Badge
Damn!
Why is this map of Yan State so short? It directly gives you a fatal question!
Within three seconds of Yang Ming staring at the old emperor's face, he realized his current dangerous situation.
He couldn't give this blood.
First, the emperor prohibited biochemical modification. The emperor longed for a longer life, but for the stability of the empire, the throne had to be constantly renewed. If the emperor was given this blood, and the matter was exposed, the emperor could not take the blame, and in the end he would be the one to take the blame.
He would be charged with a crime and become the enemy of the imperial military, the Senate, the nobles and even the princes and princesses.
Second, there is a risk of being cloned. No one can be sure to what extent the empire's current biotechnology has reached, and to what extent the research on ancient god cells has been completed.
Third, assuming that the emperor completed the transformation of the ancient god life form, even if it was the "third level" ancient god life form at the bottom of the food chain, with the power in the hands of the emperor, he and the Valkyrie would eventually become blood pumps. And if the emperor was killed by the derivatives of this blood, the account would still be counted on him.
From the empire's perspective, Yang Ming was able to get the opportunity to meet the emperor because the emperor wanted this tool to perform political shows and seek historical positioning, not because of his strong power.
From the emperor's personal perspective, this was actually just an unimportant attempt.
Yang Ming originally thought that he had just made such a great contribution to the empire and was in a honeymoon period with the empire, but he did not expect that this "relationship" could not withstand the shock.
Now, is there any way for me to refuse the emperor's request and still ensure that I can continue to stay in the empire...
"Your Majesty," Yang Ming said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't give you this blood."
The emperor's smile did not change at all, he just raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled with narrowed eyes: "You are rejecting me, right?"
"No, it's not a rejection."
Yang Ming's thoughts were racing.
He refused, and the emperor would not touch him directly. This emperor seemed to like "fame" very much.
"Sire, let me tell you the danger of this matter in detail. You know my name, the White Ghost. I dare to ask you, do you know where it came from?"
Yang Ming was betting that the Emperor would not read too many files from the Military Intelligence Bureau.
The emperor smiled and said, "Tell me about it."
"Because, I've actually died once."
Yang Ming sighed softly.
The emperor couldn't help but frown slightly.
"Faya, you should be familiar with this word. It refers to a civilization."
The emperor sat up, moved closer to Yang Ming, and whispered, "Where did you learn this word?"
"I have come into contact with them, Your Majesty," Yang Ming said, "This is related to the power I have obtained. You should have heard that I have a higher life form, the Valkyrie, right? She is Faya's creation."
There was a gleam of thought in the emperor's eyes, and he stared at Yang Ming with a frown.
"Young man, do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know for sure and clearly," Yang Ming said with clear and sincere eyes.
When he was reading novels in his hometown on Earth, he happened to see a sentence: The most perfect lies in the world are all made up of truths, and you only need to break down some of the information from the truth.
The old emperor seemed a little allergic to the word Faya.
Yang Ming waited quietly, and the old emperor's eyes gradually regained their calm.
He whispered, "Hanton, this is a taboo. Don't mention it to outsiders casually."
"It's because the person in front of me is you," Yang Ming said, "If there is only one person in the human civilization of the Milky Way who knows the existence of this name, it must be you."
The emperor smiled faintly: "Keep talking... Don't worry, no one can hear our conversation. The two behind me are deaf and dumb."
"Kigrove's experiment is a research project inherited from the Empire that has lasted for hundreds of years. The sample for this research is the Ancient God Cell Cluster."
Yang Ming spoke slowly and steadily, making sure that the emperor could understand the logic behind it.
“Under normal circumstances, Ancient God cells cannot maintain a cell cluster state. They either quickly die or multiply and divide into new Ancient God life forms.
"But don't you doubt that the Empire can hold onto the cell cluster for hundreds of years?"
"They told me that it was our technology that reached this level."
"This is extremely ridiculous," Yang Ming said, "I have no intention of slandering the scientific research team that is loyal to you, but there is one thing, this is very important. If I want to disappear from your sight, I can directly let this body destroy itself, suffer severe damage to myself, and then regenerate myself through the cell clusters I reserved outside."
The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly.
Yang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Although the process will be painful, I will further lose my sanity as a human. You should have studied me, so you naturally know that in the several battles between me and the Valkyrie, I was able to kill her every time, but she was always able to revive because I could not find her reserved cell cluster."
"Wait a moment."
The emperor stretched out his hand to the side, and a maid brought a "tablet".
The emperor leaned to the other side, looked at the tablet for a while, quickly threw it aside, turned his head and glared at Yang Ming.
Yang Ming: …
It turns out that we have just investigated his background!
"You are not a product of our civilization," the emperor said with regret.
Yang Ming nodded slowly and whispered:
“Your Majesty, I was able to survive because of the interference of the Faya people. Only with the help of the Faya people can the grafting of the ancient god’s life form be completed.
"And the chance is very low. The Faya people told me that they have been adjusting human samples since the beginning of the experiment, directly targeting human embryos.
"The last one that best fits the experimental characteristics is Professor Kigrof's daughter, Valkyrie, who was cultivated from an embryo by the Faya people."
The emperor's eyes sparkled with light, and he asked in a low voice: "Kigrov transformed his daughter? Oh, this is simply! Things are getting a little exciting."
"This is a tragedy," Yang Ming sighed, "So the Valkyrie hates the Empire... But Your Majesty, please rest assured, as long as I am here, the Valkyrie will not be a problem for the Empire. I am fully confident that I can defeat her again."
"I believe you," the emperor patted Yang Ming's arm and suddenly changed the subject, asking casually, "Have you communicated directly with the Fayya people?"
"Yes."
The emperor seemed to have found a new interest: "Face to face, like the communication we are having?"
Yang Ming pondered for a few moments and began to describe in detail the process of his contact with the Faya civilization. Before communicating with each other, he also exaggeratedly described a battle between him and the Valkyrie.
The emperor listened attentively, interrupting Yang Ming from time to time to ask one or two questions about the civilization of the Fayya people.
Yang Ming answered all these questions truthfully without hiding anything.
The princes and elders below would look up at the dim platform every few minutes.
Your Majesty, has your taste changed?
"Faya."
The emperor sighed softly, leaning back on the sofa with a distant look in his eyes.
"I didn't expect that the official channels of the Empire to communicate with the Fayya people can only be in the form of small pieces of paper, and yet you have actually come into direct contact with the Fayya people."
Yang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, this kind of contact is not a good thing for me... I am a weapon, a weapon of the Faya people. They will force me to devour the Zerg step by step, so that I will eventually lose my own personality and become a true killing weapon."
"Hanton, I can only express my sympathy to you," the emperor almost laughed out loud.
Yang Ming: …
"Your Majesty, do you still want to use my blood?"
"If you are the masterpiece of the Faya civilization, they will not allow the emperor of the empire to complete the experiment. I will definitely kill myself. I might as well take more tonics."
The emperor said calmly:
“But later, you need to go outside the hall and leave a portion of your blood. I will seal it in the Council of Elders in the name of the royal family.
"This is proof of your loyalty to the Empire."
Yang Ming said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty...if this gene is leaked, it may cause dissatisfaction among the Faya people."
The emperor smiled and said, "Without the help of the Fayya people, it would be impossible to complete the ancient god gene fusion experiment, and even impossible to store your blood. So what are you worried about?"
"You're right. I left the blood as a backup after I got out." Yang Ming laughed. "I was overthinking. The Faya people gave me a lot of anxiety."
"They also gave me some anxiety," the emperor said calmly. "The notes used to communicate with the Fayya people are called one of the three taboos by successive emperors of the empire. They are the kind of means that can be used to reverse the situation when necessary, but should not be used when it is not necessary."
Yang Ming thought seriously.
My goodness, the Sherman Empire is working so hard to improve its level of civilization, is there the shadow of the Fayals behind it?
What are the other two?
"Okay, let's stop here today."
The emperor sighed with a lack of interest:
"I am very pleased that you can openly talk to an old man like me about this. I sense a rare respect in you.
“You could have used the Faya civilization to discourage me, but you didn’t.
"If you still refuse to leave your blood just now, I will let them throw you into those nutrient tanks tomorrow... Can you deal with that Ji, Ji brother..."
Yang Ming reminded: "Kigrov, Your Majesty."
"You can handle the daughter of Keegrov, right? My knight."
"I'm 100 percent sure!"
Yang Ming's words were powerful.
The emperor showed a charming smile, took out a somewhat dull metal plate from under the pillow beside him, and threw it into Yang Ming's hand.
"From now on, you are mine. The Council of Elders will arrange various benefits for you, and they will give you subsequent rewards... You better be careful. There are many crazy women in the aristocratic circle who are willing to eat people without leaving any bones. They have long been drooling over the White Ghost, hahaha!"
Yang Ming took the metal nameplate and immediately stood up and saluted.
The emperor waved his hand, and Yang Ming tactfully stepped back, pushed the sofa he had just sat on to the back, walked backwards down the stairs, then turned around and walked back to his seat.
Elder Pisen came over immediately, smiling, his shoulders drooping, and he leaned sideways with his wine glass, gently clinking it with Yang Ming's.
"Please take care of me in the future."
The elder said so.
…
After Yang Ming finished his conversation with the old emperor, the banquet quickly came to an end.
Both the Council of Elders and the Military Department received orders from the Emperor. More than a dozen elders, generals, and ministers who had appeared before gathered in a conference room again. There were also more than a dozen people in white coats next to them, forming a scientific research team.
Elder Pisen brought Yang Ming here, then he took the initiative to close the door and waited outside.
Yang Ming raised his hand and touched the new badge on his chest, and many of the old people smiled to varying degrees.
"Hanton, please come this way," an elder said enthusiastically, "Don't worry, this time we are just storing a sample of your blood, and we won't be conducting any research or study."
"yes!"
Yang Ming saluted, walked to the simple equipment with a relaxed look, rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his arm.
The female nurse nearby immediately came over with a sterilized syringe.
This syringe is obviously specially made. Nowadays, painless blood drawing is done by sticking a small piece of paper on the skin to collect the required blood.
The actual situation in society is that because various types of radiation detectors are mature enough, blood tests are rarely used.
After a few seconds, the female nurse's expression became a little nervous.
Yang Ming's skin felt soft, but the needle couldn't penetrate it at all.
"Let me do it," an elderly doctor came over, grabbed Yang Ming's arm, pursed his lips, gathered his strength, and stabbed forward fiercely.
Yang Ming turned his head subconsciously.
The shadow of his childhood is almost being summoned!
Click.
The needle broke directly.
A group of nurses looked at each other in bewilderment. The needles they used were...
"Use laser to burn it," Yang Ming reminded, "This is the only way now."
The doctors and nurses nodded quickly, and the elderly people at the conference table came over curiously.
After struggling for half the galaxy, a beam of laser finally melted Yang Ming's skin... In the end, Yang Ming squeezed out a dozen drops of blood himself, which were quickly put into a special container by the other party.
“It’s amazing.”
"Hanton, are you still human? Sorry, maybe my question is a bit presumptuous."
"Of course it's a human," Yang Ming stood up with a smile and put on his military jacket.
The wound on the back of his hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The cells divided and proliferated rapidly and just right. In the end, only a layer of black film was left on the back of his hand, which was easily flicked away by Yang Ming.
"My Lords, my mission is over. Can I leave now?"
The ruddy elder said in a gentle voice: "The Council of Elders will hold a celebration ceremony next. All the nobles who went with the army are invited. Several princesses will also be present. Hanton, do you have any..."
"The military will have a meeting later," the military leader reminded, "We need to ask Hanton to discuss the follow-up disposal of the fortress. After all, he captured it with all his strength."
Yang Ming said: "My Lords, please give me orders directly after discussing my next mission. I will take my leave first... Your Majesty's guards are already rushing me away."
The old men smiled and nodded.
Yang Ming bowed to everyone, then left the meeting room with his head held high.
In a place where no one was around, Yang Ming's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.
Did he lose or gain today?
After losing more than a dozen drops of blood, he got a badge given by the old emperor that looked pretty awesome. Now he didn't even know the name of the badge.
Did he really scare the old emperor?
Is imperial power really constrained?
Yang Ming felt inexplicably uneasy and just wanted to return to Catherine's soft and intoxicating arms as soon as possible. He felt completely unsafe here.
Yang Ming had just left the Emperor Star Ship.
"Director, Director, come and have a look! There's something wrong with the experimental sample!"
"Damn it, what have you done! This is an order from His Majesty himself!"
"The cells are losing their vitality and rapidly dying... We have detected the escape of bioenergy. The powerful bioenergy contained within them has disappeared out of thin air!"
"We are dead!"
At the same time, Yang Ming felt warmth on the back of his hand, as if an extremely weak energy was flowing into the previous wound.
He didn't pay much attention to it. After all, this level of biological energy was too low.
…
A few galactic hours later.
A transport ship slowly left the Stinger. Yang Ming sat in the ascending elevator, playing with the badge in his hand.
"Wow," Lu's voice suddenly rang out, "The Imperial Star Guard Knights' Badge! Boss, you really have become the confidant of His Majesty the Emperor of the Sherman Empire!"
Yang Ming asked: "Is this thing famous?"
"He's not famous, but the old nobles all know him! I also spent 0.0001 milliseconds searching for this information!"
Xiao Lu explained excitedly:
“There are only twelve of these badges in the Empire!
“It’s an old tradition dating back to the days of Founding Emperor Levi Sherman!
"Although its wearer no longer has the power to kill first and report later as an imperial official, it is still an extremely rare and precious honor! With this thing, you can freely enter and exit the various noble clubs in the Imperial Star Circle!"
Yang Ming sighed: "Is it amazing?"
“That’s amazing!”
"In exchange for blood."
Yang Ming sighed quietly: "If the Empire creates a clone of me one day, I won't be surprised at all."
"You actually have no choice," Lu said with a smile, "Since you want to gain a foothold in the empire, you must further build mutual trust with the empire. Sometimes, many things are more formal than practical, but this formality is an indispensable step."
"this……"
Coo-coo-woo——
Whale calls in deep space.
Yang Ming frowned, turned his head, closed his eyes, and opened them immediately after just one second.
"Ritsu, move the Valkyrie to another place! Quickly!"
