Chapter 387: Wish Come True
In fact, neither the Empire nor the New Federation knew what Yang Ming had done.
After the exchange meeting between cyborgs, the propaganda agencies of both countries had their own statements.
Imperial Propaganda Department:
The White Ghost severely humiliated the weak warriors of the New Federation, winning honor for the Empire, but also revealing the New Federation's vulnerable interior beneath its hypocritical exterior.
"The New Federation is just a little kid in the Milky Way. How can it have the strength to bark and whimper in front of my great empire?"
New Federation Propaganda Department:
The White Ghost had a friendly exchange of ideas with the Federation warriors, and both sides conducted a very professional tactical exchange. This communication reflected the indomitable spirit of the New Federation warriors. Although we are facing such a strong enemy, we can still unite and usher in the real dawn and victory in hope.
'Victory will ultimately belong to democracy.'
Empire social network:
The white ghost stood among the wailing crowd, mumbling with his head down.
'Only under the oppression of imperial power can true democracy and freedom of thought emerge, and only the rise of ideas can give this ancient empire a truly eternal vitality.'
A win-win-win situation.
After discovering this widely circulated short film, the imperial authorities issued an emergency statement, classifying the short film as a dangerous "enemy propaganda film" and a "conspiracy tool" made using synthetic technology, and permanently banned it across the entire network.
But the video has spread far and wide.
Driven by the law, it will continue to be active in the corners of the network within the empire.
There was no other way. The only means of ideological propaganda that Yang Ming could think of was to use the opportunity in the New Federation. He himself was far from being able to stand up and shout "The empire is dead, and a new power should be established."
Eat your food bite by bite and walk your road step by step.
For Yang Ming, the reaction of the hundreds of billions of people in the empire to this matter is the issue that needs most attention.
The problems of the empire have already appeared and have been squeezed by powerful forces for tens of thousands of years. No one can predict when this supernova will explode.
After the discussion meeting, the Imperial Investigation Team held a small celebration party.
Just as Yang Ming thought, no one in the Empire paid attention to what he said. It had been completely defined as a propaganda trick by the New Federation after malicious editing.
What everyone is concerned about is that White Ghost used this competition to distance himself from the New Federation and to promote the Empire's military power.
The emperor was fond of martial arts, and this celebration was full of joy.
After this incident, the investigation team's attention returned to the second meeting to be held tomorrow morning.
After the last missile attack, the dozen or so deputy directors of the investigation team were a little bit timid.
They were really afraid of being killed here by a missile.
This time, the New Federation sent a plan in advance for discussion tomorrow.
This plan is completely consistent with the legal analysis. The New Federation wants White Ghost to conduct patent investigations independently and allow White Ghost to conduct cutting-edge research on related intelligent mechanical technologies in a way that "does not harm the national security of the New Federation."
The Imperial Investigation Team discussed this plan in detail and reported it to the bigwigs behind them.
Obviously, the Empire was also a little hesitant.
Although allowing the investigation team to continue to stay in Mingte City can delay time, it does not have much political or propaganda significance, and may even increase some hidden dangers.
Letting White Ghost conduct a separate investigation would allow the Empire to make a big fuss about it both internally and externally, and it could be considered a compromise solution.
In the second half of the night, Yang Ming received an order from the imperial palace. After a long absence, the old emperor finally gave Yang Ming an order in person.
'Just look around, don't talk.'
Of course, Boss Yang understood the meaning of this instruction.
All interpretations of this investigation will be announced to the public only after the investigation team returns to the empire.
Everything was ready and the second meeting took place as scheduled.
What surprised Yang Ming was that, for some unknown reason, Congressman Allison did not show up this time.
Because the two sides had established a basic understanding, the negotiations became much smoother.
After some serious bargaining, the New Federation proposed this compromise plan. After half an hour of discussion, the Imperial Investigation Team "reluctantly" agreed that their team leader, White Ghost, would enter the database of the New Federation National Patent Office alone to conduct this investigation.
The focus of the whole audience was once again on Yang Ming.
Just when Boss Yang thought they were about to change venue, an unexpected surprise suddenly occurred.
The New Federation came up with a set of virtual equipment.
"Mr. Ghost, out of respect for you and the maintenance of our national security, we can only allow you to conduct this patent tour through virtual access."
Yang Ming frowned immediately, exchanged glances with the imperial officials, and started communicating again.
However, the actual situation was that Yang Ming was almost overjoyed in his heart.
What does it mean when you want to sleep and someone hands you a pillow?
This group of New Federation officials are really smart. Isn't it obvious that they are trying to help his Dark Star?
Yang Ming's spy tool simulated his own hair. He originally thought that as long as he had a chance to access the internal network of the New Federal Patent Office, or even if he appeared within a few thousand meters of the other party's computer room, he could "drop" a few strands of hair and they would be able to reach the location of the other party's server.
For example, each server requires power supply, and they can add a physical port to these servers by attaching to the power supply circuit.
However, the 'Eighteen Ways of Pulling Hair' that Yang Ming had conceived before were completely useless.
The New Federation sent a virtual helmet that was directly connected to the Patent Office's database.
After Yang Ming put on the helmet, those few strands of hair directly simulated the material of the helmet itself and penetrated into the internal structure of the helmet.
Almost with a 'snap', Lu hacked into the patent library linked to the helmet.
Although it was only a small "sub-database" of the New Federal State Patent Office, the law still reaped a lot of benefits, and could continue to gradually erode other servers through subsequent means.
The moment Yang Ming put on the helmet, his journey to the New Federation was considered a success.
However, the show still has to be finished.
Yang Ming's consciousness connected to the virtual scene and appeared outside the "National Patent Office" building of the New Federation, where he met Allison who had been waiting for a long time.
"I knew we would meet again."
Yang Ming took the initiative to extend his right hand.
Allison smiled and shook his head, then said slowly, "I am your guide today. Our communication here is completely confidential."
"Can we chat now?"
Yang Ming squinted and smiled.
Allison groaned for a few seconds, then said slowly, "I don't know what to talk to you about. Although there is no competition between us, our civilizations and the camps we are in are all in competition."
"Yes, Allison."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and began to pass through some documents. He glanced at them as a routine and then threw them aside without any interest.
He couldn't understand it either.
These data involve all aspects of various high-tech technologies.
The current educational situation in the Milky Way is that only a professional engineer over the age of 60 is likely to make extremely limited innovations in high-tech fields, and the previous fifty years or so are used to accumulate existing knowledge.
This is also a manifestation of the [original gene lock] restricting the progress of human civilization in the Milky Way.
Allison laughed, "How did you do that? I'm curious."
"Hmm? " Yang Ming said calmly, "You were right before. My home planet is very weak. We accidentally touched the space-time bubble."
"Wow," Allison smiled brightly, "My home planet is already a Level 2 civilization. We have fully mastered planetary energy and free navigation within the star system, and we have achieved full political system synchronization in the first trial."
Yang Ming glanced at him and said, "Keep showing off. Even if you win, I can still kill you."
Allison's smile froze instantly.
Yang Ming snorted: "I don't have any hostility towards you because you are still useful to me. I will put more pressure on you in the future, just to achieve one goal."
Allison frowned and said, "You want to use your influence in the Milky Way to threaten the other four and ask us to indicate when we report to our home planet that we should not compete with your home planet in civilization?"
"Four to two is not a bad idea," Yang Ming said calmly.
The probability of five going into three is 60 percent;
The probability of advancing from four to two is fifty percent.
This back and forth meant a loss of opportunity for the other four greenhouse civilizations.
"No, you can't do that," Allison sneered. "The high-dimensional civilization won't allow you to do that. They are strict and must follow principles. We can't interfere with the operation of the game. You're violating taboos by doing this."
"Yeah?"
Yang Ming smiled without comment, picked up a model at random and observed it carefully.
"This is just my idea. Don't you have this ambition? Allison, we are the same in these things."
Allison remained silent.
Yang Ming said calmly: "As long as I stand firm enough in the empire, I can do all this. The empire is invincible."
"The empire will inevitably decline! They will inevitably maintain the balance between the factions!"
"Don't always talk about them. Don't you even dare to mention Faya?" Yang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly. "Do you want to share intelligence? I can tell you clearly that No. 4 from the Free United States has been subdued by me."
Allison's expression froze.
"I have nothing to share with you."
"Number 5," Yang Ming's eyes were somewhat threatening, "Don't you have information about Number 5 either?"
Allison shook his head. "I put all my personal resources into Guel, looking for the number three who had a grudge against me. I was directly threatened by him."
Yang Ming: …
He thought of the letter he had forged.
"Okay then," Yang Ming shook his head, "What are the conditions for starting this game?"
"The five of us have gained enough influence in our respective camps. This is the standard they set, and no one can defy it," Allison said calmly. "If you have the energy to spare, why not pay attention to the fifth most powerful country in the galaxy? He can only appear there."
"Well, it seems you really don't have any useful information here, Mr. Congressman."
"Your ambition will inevitably be sniped by Faya, Mr. Ghost. Ants should put themselves in their proper place."
The two looked at each other in this imaginary space without any retreat.
"We are all human beings."
Yang Ming replied calmly, turned and walked towards another area.
In order to ensure that Lu gets enough patents and for the later publicity of the Imperial camp, he will have to stay here for another hour or two.
…
Three galaxies later.
The Empire's "Peace Prayer" investigation team safely left the New Federation, and the news that the Empire was about to withdraw its troops spread.
Voices questioning White Ghost's self-promotion have emerged in the New Federation. Those who previously built a platform to promote White Ghost are now eager to start dismantling it.
Before departure, the imperial officials held a grand celebration party for the investigation team in the space station where these officials gathered.
Not only did the military's highest commander attend the gathering, but two old princes also showed up to give 'speech', highly praising the heroic deeds of the entire investigation team in spite of all the hardships.
By the way, the video of Yang Ming beating the New Federation reformed warriors with the last sentence cut out also became the climax of the party. The officials, nobles, and officers at the scene began to shout the name of the White Ghost.
At the invitation of the supreme commander, Yang Ming smiled shyly, stood on the podium, and began a motivational speech in the style of "The Empire is Invincible".
After the party, Yang Ming boarded the secret force's transport ship and openly took Mimili on the journey back to the Military Intelligence Bureau base.
Mimi's current identity is Yang Ming's personal assistant and a senior agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau.
He doesn't have to hide anything and can announce to the public in a high-profile manner that this is his person.
Of course, Mimi's previous involvement with the pirate ship was also effectively covered up by Lu.
Gris was drunk and kept bragging with Yang Ming for half an hour before he was carried back to his rest cabin by his teammates.
Mimili skillfully locked the door of the rest cabin and turned on the double shielding device. Then she kissed , left a very charming look, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Yang Ming put on his own special watch and sent a call invitation to Lu.
When Lu's pocket projection appeared on the dial, Yang Ming felt inexplicably more at ease.
"How was the harvest?"
"Uh, it's pretty average."
Lu tutted his words in dissatisfaction:
"The New Federation is not as strong as they claim. I have hacked into their main database. Many patents may have been very valuable to us in the past, but now...
“However, it is not qualified for use by Dark Star. After a little improvement, it will be just right for use by the Falling Wind Alliance.
"Especially some medical civilian technologies related to humans themselves, as well as stable and reliable genetic modification and genetic enhancement technologies, are extremely important resources for Luo Feng."
"That's good," Yang Ming asked worriedly, "Is Emilia emotionally stable?"
"She's fine, and has become even more hardworking. His Majesty Adwan's affairs have had a great impact on her. I see the shadow of Adwan in her."
"Don't let her suffer any tragedy."
"I know, boss," Lu blinked, peeking into the bathroom, and muttered quietly, "How does Starry Widow taste?"
Yang Ming leaned back: "You little comrade, don't slander my love so casually!"
"Yes, your love."
Lu rolled his eyes:
"Hehe, humans' pursuit of such low-level interests is also a driving force for your continuous progress, but my noble thinking body is different. I am thinking about the upgrading of civilization planning and thinking."
Yang Ming changed the subject: "How was the reaction to the video editing?"
"The effect is actually quite good, but this kind of thing is unlikely to be reflected directly, so I conducted reverse observations on many people who watched the video."
"Well, this was originally an attempt. What is the Empire's response?"
"Very bland," Lu explained. "One reason is that they have heard this argument too many times. Another reason is that the traces of editing and synthesis in the video are real. They just don't know that the malicious editor is you."
Yang Ming sighed softly.
"I hope this spark will be helpful in the future."
Yang Ming sat in the chair with his arms resting on his head and whispered :
"Create some trouble for Daphne so that she won't appear in front of me in the short term, otherwise I'm afraid she will run into Mimili."
"Uh," Lu asked in a low voice, "Boss, you know we are short-staffed. Mimili is our important employee. Please don't bend the law for personal gain and monopolize Mimili."
Yang Ming glared at Lu: "What's wrong with me and my new girlfriend having some time alone?"
Lu laughed and quickly slipped away before Yang Ming got angry.
Boss Yang yawned, and while Mimili was still washing up, he opened some web pages and began to collect information from all sides. Lu also sent a group of text messages.
Hera's experiments are progressing normally;
Catherine's uprising progressed slightly faster;
Four more super reformers from the super reformer organization participated in the dimensional upgrade experiment in advance;
The Zerg swarms in the space at the edge of the Milky Way have shown obvious signs of gathering;
A large number of pirate groups have appeared on several borders of the empire. They seem to be supported by various political systems and are plundering and threatening administrative stars on the borders of the empire, exacerbating conflicts on these marginal administrative stars.
They are not the only ones who are planning to cause civil unrest in the empire.
"Where on earth is this Number Five hiding? The fifth political entity?"
Yang Ming sat at the table, lost in thought, until Mimili, wrapped in a bath towel, took the initiative to hug him. Then he put all these thoughts behind him, turned around and gave a passionate response.
He really has the little tail of youth in his hands.
