Chapter 419 Rejection
The news that White Ghost had severely overdrawn himself and was seriously injured and needed to rest soon spread throughout the empire.
In fact, it is not just within the empire;
Throughout the galaxy, except for the New Federation and its allies who deliberately suppressed the news of "how the Queen was defeated", the news networks of most of the regimes were spreading the news of "Imperial Star Super-Large Mecha" and "White Ghost confronting the Queen head-on".
The power of the Empire is periodically imprinted on the memory of human civilization in the Milky Way.
According to the law's analysis, the network information in the entire galaxy should be cleaned up regularly.
——The Imperial Star Mecha is such a powerful ultimate weapon that it must have been used several times in history. But before it was used this time to deal with the Queen who was about to be upgraded, the Milky Way's online world could not find any information about the "Imperial Super-Large Mecha", which was extremely abnormal.
Of course, this has little to do with Yang Ming. What he needs to do now is to stay out of the spotlight.
After the insect tide, human civilization in the Milky Way will inevitably enter a stage of recuperation.
Those national regimes that have not suffered from insect plagues will seize the opportunity to grow bigger and stronger; those national regimes that have been more severely affected will need to find ways to preserve themselves.
The worst hit were those political systems that were directly destroyed. According to subsequent statistics, there were about sixteen small countries, three medium-sized countries' capital stars and important economic stars. Not only were their political systems gone, but their people were also gone. Only the wealthy class who had fled to .
This is the second plague.
On the way back to Sakaar, Yang Ming was not idle either, as communication requests kept coming in.
The first one to call was Revell.
When Revell's bust appeared in front of Yang Ming, Lu had already listed Revell's performance in the insect swarm in a simple table and provided his boss with some "modifying words".
"You're great, Revelle."
Yang Ming said seriously:
“You were born into a noble family but you did not degenerate. When facing the insect swarm, you were able to handle affairs calmly, encourage the affected people, and effectively mobilize the army to support disaster relief.
"We are comrades now, Revil. If you are free later, come to Sakaar for a drink. We will have plenty of time to chat about topics that have nothing to do with politics."
Revell's cheeks flushed slightly, and he wanted to laugh but also kept a serious expression, just like a primary school student who was praised by his teacher.
He cleared his throat: "I didn't actually do anything...Are you okay?"
"Of course," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I was just exhausted before, so I took advantage of my pale face to record a video and announced my temporary retirement. This time, my personal role in the insect swarm was too prominent. Even if I have the amulet of high-dimensional civilization, I still need to pay attention to the political impact."
"Yes, you are very thoughtful. I was worried about this before."
Revell said seriously: "If there is anything I can do for you, please give me the order."
"We are friends, Reville," Yang Ming blinked.
Revill chuckled: "Yes, we are friends!"
"Okay, our Deputy Director Atlo called. See you later on Sakaar. I want to have a good chat with this guy."
"Okay, okay, I'll hang up first. I wish you good health!"
Revell gave the Imperial salute.
Yang Ming nodded with a smile, raised an eyebrow at Revil, calmly hung up the call, and connected to the next one.
Lu reminded from the side: "Boss, Prince Kinov also sent a communication invitation."
"Let him wait," Yang Ming said calmly, "Atro is my close comrade-in-arms, and his third uncle's influence is much greater than that of Prince Kinosuke... By the way, where did Atro hide before?"
Communications were established, and Ritsu could only drop text beneath Atro's bust.
[Atro initially hid in the Imperial Star, but later the Imperial Star received an order for secret preparations, so he boarded the Imperial Star with the Emperor, enjoying the Emperor's security treatment throughout the journey.]
Yang Ming: …
If we talk about being afraid of death, we have to look at the deputy director of the Military Intelligence Bureau.
"Hey! Hanton!"
Atro sighed in an exaggerated tone:
"You really are! You really are so powerful. You are the most powerful hero in the history of the empire. What's even more commendable is that you can always stand firmly on the side of the people and the empire... Oh, my God! Why are my language skills so poor!"
Yang Ming smiled and said, "I am just doing my job. What the Faya people gave me has already set a price for my future."
"I've read the intelligence analysis," Atlo said seriously, "Our research team concluded that the Queen had a chance to escape and become a powerful enemy of the Empire in the future. The Zerg in the high-dimensional space have already taken action. They opened up a Zerg tunnel for the Queen. It was you and that female warrior, oh sorry, Miss Valkyrie Posa, who sniped the Queen, allowing the Imperial Star mecha to hit her with one shot."
Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You are right, but the Fayya people should have also taken action at that time to stop the high-dimensional insect swarm. By the way, I have exclusive intelligence that I can share with the Military Intelligence Bureau."
"What information?"
"The Queen should not be dead," Yang Ming said seriously, "However, she has lost her body, and thus no longer has the ability to threaten the empire again. Her mind has returned to the higher dimension."
"oh?"
Atro nodded slowly, "Then this is no different than the death of the Great Queen, right?"
"You could say that."
"Then the Queen is dead," Atro said with a smile. "The higher-dimensional world is full of unknowns for us, and our civilization cannot enter the higher-dimensional world at present, so all this is meaningless. Let's celebrate and cheer for the Empire's victory over evil, for humanity's victory over the Zerg, and for you, the hero of the Empire."
Yang Ming smiled and didn't say much.
Atlo, however, put away his expression and said seriously, "I hurriedly contacted you because I have a piece of news to tell you."
"What?"
"The Empire is in a bit of a dilemma right now. We don't know how to reward and honor you."
Atro sighed slowly:
“Logically speaking, your achievements would not be excessive even if you were to reward a king of a different surname, but there is no precedent for this in the empire.
"Someone in the Council of Elders proposed to give you the hereditary title of duke directly, but this was rejected on the grounds that there are too many nobles in the empire and the current policy of reducing the number of nobles in the empire.
“So, the situation now is very awkward.
"His Majesty the Emperor hasn't spoken yet, so we don't know how things will develop.
"Also, I noticed that a group of great nobles and some elders of the Council of Elders have begun to create some opinions that are unfavorable to you, such as the most classic argument - the Queen came for you in the first place, and the empire was attacked because of you."
Yang Ming leaned back, crossed his arms, and said with a smile: "Are they looking for death?"
"Don't be angry, don't be angry," Atro said, "That's the problem. They said that there is no way to prove that the Queen was originally targeting the Empire, nor is there any way to prove that the Queen was not attacking the Empire for you."
"Then?"
"They proposed to conduct...offsetting merits and demerits."
"That's awesome," Yang Ming curled his lips, then smiled, "Atro, how about you do me a favor?"
Atlo said seriously, "Are you going to get the list of these elders and great nobles? Sure, I'll send it to you right away."
"No, they are useless," Yang Ming said unhappily, "They are just the Emperor's mouthpiece. Some people say the right thing and some people say the wrong thing. They are just trying to give the Emperor and the Sherman family room to maneuver. There is no benefit for me to target these guys."
"Uh, so what do you want to do?"
"Help me pass on a message," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Say that I will consider quitting the military and politics, resigning from all positions, resting peacefully, and concentrating on preparing for the major event of dimensional ascension to hunt down the Queen. This is the order given to me by the Faya people."
Atro was surprised: "Really?"
Yang Ming smiled but said nothing.
Atlo immediately understood something and gave Yang Ming a thumbs up.
"Leave this to me. I will use all my connections to spread the news."
"Thank you for your hard work," Yang Ming said slowly, "Come to Saka Star for a drink when you have time."
"No problem. Do you want me to bring you some beautiful models? Don't worry, I'll take care of the confidentiality."
“No, no,” Yang Ming waved his hand, “Daphne can kill people.”
"Oh, yes ."
Atro nodded quickly and slapped himself lightly on the mouth. The two chatted for a while and then hung up the call.
Then, Prince Kinov, an elder from the Senate, the supreme commander of the military...
More than a dozen imperial politicians sent communication requests to Yang Ming.
Most people were "doing Yang Ming a favor" and reminded Yang Ming that there were many people who wanted to slander White Ghost. Yang Ming also greeted them politely and thanked them for their concern.
Just political entertainment.
When Yang Ming felt that he had talked enough and his appearance frequency was sufficient, he asked Lu to cut off the Dongfeng's communication device.
Opening the network terminal, Yang Ming randomly found a mainstream portal website in the empire. He glanced through the information on it and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.
The public opinion is much worse than what Atro and his friends said.
The anti-White Ghost forces within the Empire have reached some kind of tacit understanding with disgusting organizations such as the New Federation CIA, and are desperately promoting the narrative that "the Queen is here to find the White Ghost."
The portal websites in the Empire only care about money, and they will stand on the side of whoever pays them;
As a result, the spontaneous public opinion counterattack by the people of the empire was unable to form an effective linkage, and the post disappeared in a second.
Bad news: Anti-White Ghost is officially established.
The good news: His fame and support from the people of the empire have enabled him to ignore these organizations.
Are these the only people who hire water armies?
Lu has already led eight million Dark Star mechanical thinking bodies to start fighting on the networks inside and outside the empire, focusing on three points - [White Ghosts contribute technology free of charge], [White Ghosts are sent by higher-dimensional civilizations to save mankind], and [The Queen has attacked the empire several times in history].
As long as the CIA and the imperial nobles spend their propaganda money, the direction of public opinion will be reversed immediately.
According to Lu's statistics and model calculations, more than half of the current population of the empire are his navy.
Yang Ming doesn't have to do anything now. He just needs to go back to Saka and wait quietly for the communication between His Majesty the Emperor and Director Ino.
"We should find a way to go back to Dark Star for a stroll."
Boss Yang thought carefully.
Oh, there is one more thing.
Pioneer No. 5, the greenhouse civilization individual that gave the Faya people a headache, was still waiting for him to "motivate" him.
As usual, Lu has carried out remote monitoring and several Terminators have been deployed in place, ready to kill or capture the opponent at any time.
Of course, considering that Boss Yang will have to contact the other party openly in the future, it is better for the Terminator not to take action if possible, otherwise it will leave some clues and easily arouse suspicion.
A steady hand.
Now that the Queen has been defeated and the situation of Li and Levi Sherman is unknown, it is best to be cautious in everything.
At the same time, the giant scientific research ship that had returned to the vicinity of Dark Star Base No. 3.
…
"Is three years old better or five years old?"
A pretty little girl, wearing a fluffy princess dress, stood in front of the mirror, lost in thought.
Little Posa, the reborn, undeveloped version.
Forcing herself to unleash her potential and transform into that biological mecha actually put a huge burden on Posa.
But Boss Yang did not monopolize the strange biological energy he obtained when the Empire's Invincible Fleet was strangling the Zerg. Through the energy conduction function of his wrist, he "charged" Posa in reverse.
For this, Posa was a little touched and decided to use less "baby and mother" jokes to tease Boss Yang in the future.
But the fact that she is the owner of the previous generation's genes cannot be easily erased.
The robot nearby brought a bunch of toys that Poso had collected before, but Poso asked, "Where's the clone?"
Lu's voice came: "It will take about half a month to leave the incubator. What's wrong?"
"The baby is in a lot of pain," Posa muttered softly, "When Hera died, the baby was very sad. If this clone can speed up development, let her grow up faster."
"this……"
Lu was a little embarrassed: "The order given by the boss is to let this clone grow normally and give her a life she can choose for herself."
"is that so?"
Po Su pinched her chin and thought carefully:
"Will she inherit Hera's memories then?"
"No," Lu sighed, "That memory is full of pain and distortion. Hera has deleted all the memory files, although I can restore it."
"Well," Posa said, "These have nothing to do with me... Just leave these toys here. There shouldn't be too many insect infestations later. I can grow up slowly."
Lu smiled and said, "It should be, but our enemies seem to be more difficult."
"That has nothing to do with me." Posha turned her head and stared at Lu, "Will you always stay with him?"
"Yes," Lu nodded gently, "I am an extension of his thinking, a simulated brain circuit based on his brain. To a certain extent, I am him. Of course, I am his assistant, follower, admirer, and relative."
"What if he enters the higher-dimensional world as an ancient god warrior one day? What about you?"
Ritsu smiled and said, "There's more than one way to ascend to higher dimensions. I will never stop following his steps."
“Is this the meaning of your life?”
"No, this is the meaning of my existence. The civilization that created me wrote this in my core."
"What?"
Lu said softly:
“Without natural life civilization, even the most powerful mechanical civilization will eventually collapse.
“Civilization was born out of chance, and the underlying logic of mechanical civilization is to eliminate chance, ultimately making all probabilities controllable and allowing the universe to eventually return to a balanced stability.
"A uniform universe is a dead universe. When the positive and negative completely cancel each other out, everything will return to nothingness and there will be no meaning of existence."
Posa blinked and said, "Buy me some new toys."
"Of course," Lu said with a smile, "Your salary is quite high... The boss has something to do, I'll go over there and be back soon."
Posa waved her hand.
The robot switched modes on its own, and immediately a specialized mechanical thinking body took over the body, continuing to provide thoughtful services to Dark Star's important combat forces.
…
"Boss, the Emperor of the Empire sent a communication request!"
“So soon?”
Yang Ming sat up from the sofa.
The old emperor was too impatient. He thought it would take half a month to receive this "call", but unexpectedly, it only took half an hour.
Is this how my third uncle's nephew comes into play?
Yang Ming frowned slightly and said calmly, "Don't answer it yet. Leave it alone for a few days. Bring me some artificial plasma and take two photos of my chest bleeding profusely and send them to me."
"air!"
Lu Du was a little nervous: "Boss, is this appropriate? Although the old emperor is only in charge of everything in the empire on the surface, he also has a certain influence and voice among the Sherman family's elite ruling faction."
"What are you afraid of?"
Yang Ming stretched himself and stood up, then calmly walked towards the medical cabin not far away, and said in a domineering tone: "Tell him to come back to me in three days!"
law:……
Yang Ming turned his head with a guilty conscience and reminded him, "Remember to polish your sentences and say these in the tone of my assistant. Don't send my original words."
Lu couldn't help laughing.
