Chapter 282 A Bit Perverted
I didn't hit him hard, so how come this guy got hurt?
In the corner of the banquet hall where the lights had returned to normal, several women in maid outfits were busy with things. The young man with medium-length brown hair kept breathing in cold air with a hissing sound. Not only did he have a bandage wrapped around his head, he also wore a small hood.
The CIA Colonel Atlo, who was originally drunk, has regained his clarity of mind under the effect of the hangover drug. He is now sitting next to the young man with a somewhat nervous expression.
Wow, he just opened the head of a hereditary earl.
Even if we are heroes of the empire, we cannot be so arrogant!
Atro was thoughtful and was now thinking about how to calm the situation. If the hereditary earl really wanted to pursue the matter, he would try to mediate.
At this moment, Yang Ming was standing at a distance with his hands behind his back, looking up at the structure of the raised ceiling. In fact, he was listening to Lu's report on related matters.
This Revil Lasoga, the youngest earl in the empire, is a hereditary earl with his own fiefdom and a medium-sized private fleet. His political status in the empire is comparable to that of the Mensa family that was beaten by Yang Ming.
When a swarm of insects broke out in the Empire, Revell Lasoga led his fleet and appeared outside Sakaar at the critical moment like a god. He fought side by side with the White Ghost and saved the survivors of Sakaar together.
He became famous among the imperial aristocracy during the First World War.
Revell constantly expresses his appreciation and praise for White Ghost in public. He also posted on the social platform with tens of millions of fans several warehouses of genuine White Ghost peripherals he bought, as well as a thank-you letter from the entire White Ghost fan club.
This made Yang Ming fall into deep thought.
Does he have a unique temperament... How could he attract this kind of Brokeback Earl...
The scene just now when she knelt and slid in front of me with a rose in her mouth...
The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly. He really felt some physical discomfort.
Sorry, he really doesn't date guys.
If this gets out, won't all kinds of gossip be flying around?
As Yang Ming was thinking, he heard chaotic footsteps from the side. Several maids from the Lasoga family hurriedly shouted words like "slow down", "The wound is still bleeding", "Sir, don't run".
Revil shouted with full force:
"Mr. Ghost!"
Yang Ming turned around, frowned, nodded, and said slowly: "Just now I just had a conditioned reflex..."
Revill's breathing was a little rapid. His handsome face could be described as sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, with an imposing bearing. His high nose bridge seemed to be carefully carved by an art master with a chisel, and his pair of bright and slender eyes were emitting a knife-like light.
"Can you give me an autograph?"
"Well?"
"I'm your fan!"
Revill lifted up his dress shirt, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles.
Just when Yang Ming couldn't help but take a half step back, Revell jumped 180 degrees on the spot, revealing his back... a full-color tattoo of Yang Ming's back wearing an exoskeleton mecha!
Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
Who doesn't have a fan?
Revill jumped back, quickly tidied his clothes, bowed gracefully to Yang Ming, and then snapped his fingers loudly.
Four delicate maids immediately lined up in a row, with expressions that were either shy, expectant, calm, or excited. They pulled up their maid skirts more than ten centimeters, and their four long white legs tilted forward together, revealing the tattoos on them.
I love ghosts.
There were several black lines on Yang Ming's forehead.
Who, who doesn’t have a crazy fan?
"Look!" Revill took out a paper photo and held it to his chest. "I built a 120,000-square-meter White Ghost Theme Park for you on my private planet, and donated 50% of the park's net profit to your fan club, dedicated to promoting your great deeds throughout the entire human society in the Milky Way!"
Yang Ming: …
Revil was filled with excitement:
"To celebrate your upcoming debut anniversary, I have placed big-screen greeting ads in all major cities in the Imperial Star Circle!"
"In order to ensure that you receive fair treatment, I have united thirty-six imperial noble families with hereditary titles and will jointly write a letter to the Council of Elders!"
"In order to remind me to keep moving forward with your example, several of my mistresses have voluntarily tattooed your exoskeleton mecha on their white chests... Ugh!"
Yang Ming covered Revil's mouth with his hand.
This last one is totally unnecessary!
Atlo, standing next to him, breathed a sigh of relief - it seemed that no one cared about the emergency incident that could be a big or small incident, such as the young count being hit in the head.
Reville, the young earl, immediately stood up straight with his chest and head raised after being 'huggled' by Yang Ming, and kept blinking at Yang Ming.
She actually looked a bit cute.
"Okay," Yang Ming said in a deep voice, "I understand, Revel! You are my fan, and I am your idol! Please don't talk about this, okay? Show your mature and wise side. I don't like my fans to be fanatical and lose their rationality. That would make me feel that I have made a huge mistake in guiding the public."
Revelle nodded immediately.
Yang Ming let go of the guy's mouth and took two steps back to keep his distance.
Revil's breathing quickly stabilized, and he stared at Yang Ming with burning eyes: "Can we get a room and talk?"
"Private room! That's called a private room!"
"Oh, yes, a private room. Did you agree?" Revell turned around and shouted, "Go and arrange the best private room with a view in this hotel!"
Behind the four maids came several secretaries, running towards the hotel front desk in high heels.
Yang Ming looked around and pulled up Lieutenant Colonel Atlo who was standing beside him.
To prove his innocence, he needed a witness.
The fanatical fans who are rich and powerful are truly terrifying.
A few minutes later, the restaurant corner on the top floor of the hotel was booked.
Artero slumped in the corner with his hands covering his forehead. Yang Ming sat in the main seat, looking at the young nobleman next to him who insisted on not taking a seat with a headache.
Four cute girls in maid outfits and four mature ladies in secretary suits were used as screens around them. An old butler stood outside with a slightly wry smile, responsible for tasting and serving the dishes.
Yang Ming: "You..."
Revill immediately leaned forward and looked at Yang Ming affectionately.
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-four!"
Count Revell Lasoga immediately introduced himself:
"I come from the long-standing Lasoga family. My current territory has one administrative star and six resource stars. The territory spans three star systems and has a population of over 1.36 billion. Because my ancestors actively expanded the family business, the family is now at its peak. I also own more than 140 companies, which allows my territory to operate completely independently!
"You don't have to worry at all, the expenses I have to bear for you are normal expenses for me.
"Moreover, we young people who follow your spirit should make more people understand your greatness, know your past, and admire you!"
Yang Ming: …
"Please sit down first."
"No, I can better listen to your instructions while standing."
"Sit down," Yang Ming said with a serious expression.
Revell bent his legs and sat down, clenching his hands a little awkwardly.
Yang Ming rubbed his nose, turned his head and asked, "Do you think it's normal for you to be like this?"
"Is there anything wrong with this?" Revill laughed. "I have a cousin who used to admire several singing and dancing stars. I am learning and imitating her behavior. In my opinion, this is a way to express my sincerity that is different from ordinary people."
Yang Ming asked in confusion: "Is there any pleasure in chasing stars?"
"No, no, no," Revell waved his hands repeatedly, "This is not pleasure, but a way to fill the emptiness in my soul. My medical team told me that the reason I have such a strong yearning for you is because my life is too empty and superficial, and you don't understand my pain."
Yang Ming was in a good mood. He looked at the refreshing drink that the old butler had brought, picked it up and took two big gulps: "Another drink, please."
The old butler bowed and replied: "I am happy to serve you, the great one."
"I'm great? Forget it. Without this fighting ability, I'm just an ordinary person."
Yang Ming smiled and waved his hand, then continued to look at Revil: "Tell me, what is your pain."
"Alas, my suffering is far greater than that of ordinary people."
Revil sighed:
“The suffering of ordinary citizens of the empire lies in the limited material life and the social environment that is full of obstacles, but they can have a rich spiritual world, which allows them to always have new desires and pursuits.
"And me? My spiritual world is barren. It is the most boring desert in the galaxy."
"Why?" Yang Ming wondered, "Do you have a hidden illness?"
"I am in very good health," Revelle raised his eyebrows, then sighed, "You could say that I am a little too healthy, which makes it a luxury for me to imagine the script of 'a short life with limited bloom'."
"Then what are you doing here?" Yang Ming was full of confusion.
Revil smiled bitterly, leaned back in his chair, and looked into the distance:
“Since I was born, I have been branded on the list of nobility with the surname Lasoga.
"I am a hereditary earl with a territory, and according to my family's ancestral teachings, I am not allowed to actively seek promotion to the title, so I no longer have room to pursue power, and I have lost this part of my desire.
"When I was young and ignorant, I received normal sex education, but when I couldn't resist my curiosity and tasted the forbidden fruit at the age of sixteen, I lost my curiosity in just a few years. Until two years ago, I began to try the most realistic robot companion to seek a little excitement.
“I decided to be a scientist when I was six years old…Now I have three doctoral degrees.
"When I was eight years old, I was determined to improve the living conditions of the residents in the territory. As a result, when I was eighteen, I completed the goal of fifty years ahead of schedule, and increased the average income of the residents in the territory by three times. If I were not counted, the rich-poor gap index would rank among the top three in the entire administrative star of the empire.
“When I was 20, I wanted to emulate my father and pursue adventure and excitement, but because my father had an accident because of this, the people around me did everything they could to stop me.
"I couldn't bear to hurt them, so I could only suppress the desire in my heart. Every night I would bathe in the cold reflected light of the satellite alone, quietly thinking about the meaning of life.
"Until that day, I saw an e-newsletter..."
[Surprise! The white ghost destroys the underground insect swarm alone! ]
Revil's eyes regained their sparkle as he stared at Yang Ming:
“Since then, I have found the direction of my life and the motivation for self-reform.
"I started to work out hard, and my weight increased from 130 kg to 165 kg now. In one and a half years, I got a professional certificate in fencing and won the top three in the annual professional competition!
"I swear, I will follow in your footsteps, unlock the mysteries of the human body, and become a superhero who protects humanity!"
He took off his tuxedo and stood on a chair, showing off his muscular upper body.
“Now, my idol!
“I want to face the gap between you and me, let me experience your power firsthand!
"Hit me head-on! I've been waiting for this day for a long time! Quick! Don't hesitate! Let me feel your power!"
Yang Ming and Atero looked at each other.
The former's eyes were full of confusion, while the latter's eyes were full of dementia.
The maids and secretaries around him looked at the young man with admiration. Two of them started breathing heavily and were about to fall.
Yang Ming squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "There are really all kinds of people in the aristocratic circle."
Atro raised his hand and touched his cheek. "The forest is big. You should satisfy him a little. This earl has amazing wealth and a wide network of connections. It's best not to offend him."
"Hey! Come down first, don't stand so high all the time."
Yang Ming said in a gentle voice:
"You want to experience my power, don't you?"
"Yes!" Revil jumped in front of Yang Ming, "Please give me a punch. Please respect me and give me a punch with your true strength."
Yang Ming thought for a moment and said slowly, "First of all, I don't approve of your way of chasing stars. If you respect me, I hope you can restrain yourself and keep your yearning and respect for me in your heart."
"Yeah! I understand!" Revelle whispered, "Maybe I did go a little too far..."
"Secondly, my power is difficult for you to bear. Moreover, I am the product of genetic experiments. I have experienced the pain of purgatory. These are not my fond memories."
Yang Ming frowned and said:
"You are a little selfish and self-satisfied. If you truly respect others, you will think from their perspective and consider whether your behavior will cause trouble to them."
Revill pursed his lips tightly, like a primary school student who had done something wrong, and lowered his head to listen to the lecture.
"Finally, I can show my strength, but after showing my strength, I will leave. My girlfriend is waiting for me at home. My desires are normal and orderly."
Yang Ming raised a finger and gently poked the table in front of him. The table instantly broke into pieces, but the bowls, chopsticks and cups on it were still floating quietly.
Revell's eyes widened.
Yang Ming stood up calmly, raised his hand to adjust the collar of his dress, took a step forward, and the maids, secretaries, and old butler around him all floated up.
There were continuous gasps, and the girls quickly covered their 'True Anti-Gravity' skirts.
As Yang Ming stepped forward, more and more tables and chairs began to float weightlessly, but Atero and several hotel staff nearby stood there steadily, their expressions stunned.
"besides."
Yang Ming paused and turned to look at Revil:
"The war with the Zerg is a fight between humans and aliens for living space. You should have experienced the cruelty of it. Don't dwell on whether it's a desert or not. If you really want to contribute to humanity, take practical action.
"Your pain is far greater than anyone else's.
“Nonsense.”
Yang Ming turned and left. After a few seconds, tables, chairs, and figures all fell to the ground, and all kinds of cups, bowls, and chopsticks were smashed to the ground.
Revill was lying on the cold floor, and at this moment, he seemed to have realized something.
…
Early in the morning, the balcony of the villa by the lake in the mountains.
Yang Ming, wearing a bathrobe, stretched lazily and began to welcome the baptism of starlight, feeling extremely comfortable all over.
Catherine, who had just finished getting up and washing up, jogged forward from behind, dribbled into the man with the ball, then hugged Yang Ming's waist from behind and sniffed him carefully.
She sighed softly: "You came back so late last night, did you do anything bad behind my back?"
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Captain, how dare I? I dare not face your ship-slashing sword directly."
"Really?"
"Of course not. I also met a pervert, but he was a man."
"It seems that men can also be rivals in love," Catherine muttered with her head down.
Yang Ming turned around and hugged her, raising his hand to tickle her precisely. Catherine dodged with a smile. The two played around on the balcony for a while, then hugged each other and looked into each other's eyes, and began their daily French kiss in the morning light.
As they kissed, their increasingly passionate movements gradually slowed down, and they frowned and looked towards the neighboring villa not far away.
"Isn't there anyone living there?" Yang Ming asked puzzledly.
Catherine muttered, "We can just go inside... I remember the room next door was empty yesterday."
Sudden!
Four cute girls in maid costumes jumped out from the balcony of the villa next door. Each of them wore cat ears and cat claws. They made cute gestures to Yang Ming and Catherine and shouted in unison:
"Master! Good morning! It's another energetic day!"
Yang Ming's facial muscles twitched twice.
Catherine held his hands, clearly exerting a strength that did not belong to an ordinary human woman.
…
Drop, drop.
The rhythmic sound of mechanical prompts continued to echo in the dark space.
The girl curled up in the black box seemed to hear a faint conversation coming from the darkness.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this is against the rules. According to the teachings of our ancestors, we cannot pray unless the empire is facing a crisis or major event."
“Who makes the rules?”
"Yes, it's the late emperors."
"When they made the rules, they were the emperor. Now when I update this rule, I am also the emperor. Is this not okay?"
"this……"
"prayer."
"But."
"Your sister seems to be eager to take your seat."
The girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly.
