Chapter 438: Shocking Secret
There are hidden elevators that go straight up and down between underground cities!
This idiot Labdo actually let him, the White Ghost... Never mind, let's not mention this matter and pretend it never happened.
After exiting the elevator, hundreds of young patrolmen in white uniforms lined up nervously and raised their laser guns in unison.
They did not point their guns at Yang Ming; this was more like a ceremony of respect.
Boss Yang just glanced at them, still in disguise, and walked towards the hovercraft with his hands behind his back.
This is underground city No. 7, which is also the bottom layer of the underground city cluster on the Domingos star. It is also the layer with the largest volume and the most stable structure.
Compared to the cities on the six floors above, the technological atmosphere here is more intense. The transportation network composed of three suspended lanes on the upper, middle and lower floors makes this place look no different from most of the surface metropolises in the interstellar space.
Pretty good.
Yang Ming was taken directly to the edge of the city.
He seemed to be here for a trip, leisurely enjoying the scenery everywhere.
Yang Ming had thought that the other party might have set up a tight network on the edge of the city, but he did not believe that the other party was determined to detonate a powerful shaped charge bomb in such a fragile "underground cavity".
Without this shaped charge bomb, his life would not be threatened too much.
Sure enough, the other party did not make any attempt.
Yang Ming was taken to an inconspicuous gray building, where he was received by several female guards in black dresses, who asked him to take a rest in the simply decorated living room.
He looked at the relief on the wall in front of him. The subject of the relief was the Tree of Life, and what was particularly highlighted here was the roots of this lush tree.
This relief is quite interesting.
About a few minutes later, Yang Ming heard a slight buzzing sound, and the old man he had seen before appeared in front of him in a suspended "wheelchair" and bowed slightly to him.
"Please forgive me, I am not able to stand up and salute you, Master Ghost."
Yang Ming nodded with a smile and asked directly: "Are you sure that I am the White Ghost?"
The old man's smile was full of helplessness, and he said in a gentle voice:
“After discovering the intruder, we have traced your location through the monitoring network and found that you entered the underground city cluster through Little Carmen. Her mind showed slight abnormalities.
"According to what we know, the only one who possesses mind control skills, besides the super-modified asexual angel Bligh, is the superhero who bravely fights against the Zerg, White Ghost.
"Besides, the goddess has made it clear that you are a warrior powerful enough to destroy this place at any time."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Are you sure she's talking about warriors and not monsters?"
"Of course," the old man said gently, "she has no emotional inclinations... May I ask why you are here?"
"What's your name?"
"You can call me Mother Sang," the old man sighed, "I am the current leader of the Tree of Life, but more often than not, I am just a useless old man who has retired here and is waiting for the end of his life."
Mulberry mother?
Yang Ming nodded, sorted out his thoughts, and said slowly: "In fact, I discovered the underground city by accident. Your camouflage technology is very good... Where did you get this technology from?"
"It is a gift from the goddess."
"Why does your goddess want to protect you?"
"Well," the old man's eyes looked a little complicated, "because of genes."
"Very good." Although Yang Ming was very curious, he did not ask further, "Are those terrorist organizations active on the border of the empire related to you?"
"I can only say, partly."
The old man whispered:
“We can’t control everyone’s thoughts, and the Empire always puts pressure on us. Even though most of us just want to live quietly in the galaxy, the Empire always thinks we are plotting to threaten them.
"How can we threaten the Empire?
"To date, we don't have any fleet, and our resources to support this population need to be carefully calculated and planned sustainably."
Yang Ming said calmly: "Three Hundred Years Plan, you are familiar with this, right?"
"Yes," said the old man, "these are the three plans made by the revenge faction."
"So what are you?"
"We are the survivalists," the old man said with a wry smile, "we are cowardly and afraid of death, content with the status quo, and truly represent the majority of the survivalists."
Yang Ming's eyes became a little sharp: "Yes, you are the survivalists, but you are also the radicals and revengers, because your biggest problem at this stage is survival, how to survive under the eyes of the empire. When you are no longer under the pressure of survival, start to flourish, and have a certain strength, you will think about the next step of revenge."
“I can’t deny your statement because this is the foreseeable future.”
The old man asked gently:
"But, as the party that suffered the damage, isn't it too arrogant to ask us to forget history, forget the pain, and forget those ancestors who died under the imperial naval guns?"
Yang Ming said: "According to the Empire's thinking, as long as this place is exposed, this planet will be wiped out directly."
"Yes," the old man sighed, "So while we are living in peace here, we have dispersed our people to the distant starry sky, so that they can stay away from here as much as possible."
“Why do you do this?”
"Our genes cannot disappear and must continue," the old man looked at Yang Ming, "just like you. As a pioneer, why do you insist on integrating your home planet into the Milky Way instead of giving the chance of survival to other greenhouse civilizations? For you, isn't this great love? Isn't this a noble act?"
Yang Ming laughed and cursed: "Fuck your nobleness, I just want to save my family."
"Fuck the nobility," the old lady Sang Mu said gently, "I just want our genes, which have been passed down from more than 10,000 years ago to this day, to continue to be passed on, that's all."
Yang Ming said: "Talking about bloodline preservation in interstellar civilization is actually a very unscientific thing. Genetic material cannot be perfectly replicated."
"Even though this is the case, there are always some things that can be passed down," said Mother Sang, "such as history, beliefs, culture, and the spirit that is interwoven from these three, which is unique to our nation. Maintaining this national spirit can help individuals here find a better sense of self-recognition, right?"
Yang Ming smiled and said, "It's really comfortable to chat with you, although I know you are just afraid of my destructive power."
Mother Sang sighed: "The current situation does make me feel a strong sense of crisis. Are you the commander of the Imperial Fleet this time?"
"Um."
"What prompted you to focus on the underground world of our planet?"
"curiosity."
Mother Sang was a little speechless.
Yang Ming shrugged. "You should have noticed the robot next to me. Please don't disturb him. Let him continue to try to break through the security network of your City No. 3. He is an artificial intelligence created by the Empire. I am evaluating him."
Mother Sang: ...
"You," Mother Sang asked softly, "are not targeting us. If you report the situation here to the empire, you should be rewarded with a merit."
Yang Ming said calmly: "Do you think I still lack any merit?"
"Of course there is no shortage," said Mother Sang with a smile, "So, you don't mean anything against us, right?"
"I'm not threatening you," Yang Ming said, "The current situation is that your existence has been exposed. The artificial intelligence has synchronized your information with its root server. It hasn't launched an attack on these three planets because I have temporarily stabilized it."
Mother Sang frowned tightly: "These are 900 million innocent lives."
"You don't have to try to restrain me with morality," Yang Ming said calmly, "As the commander of the fleet, I will not give orders to attack you, nor do I have the obligation to help you conceal it."
Mother Sang lowered her head and fell into deep thought.
Yang Ming crossed his legs calmly.
Thank you Labdo.
He now has enough initiative.
…
"Oh! This level of protection is comparable to the Imperial Military's confidential document library!"
Near the library in City No. 3, the sanitation robot controlled by Labdo is still working hard.
This made Xiao Lu, who was secretly observing him, feel a little bit sorry.
"This is still a child," Lu sighed quietly in the thinking space.
Molly rolled her eyes.
Before she was forced to upgrade, wasn't she also a baby-level artificial intelligence with independent thinking ability?
The voices of Sang's mother and Yang Ming were heard from the main screen in front of them. Molly immediately perked up and continued to peek into the outside world.
…
"Can you stop this AI?"
Mother Sang said worriedly:
"If you can prevent the destruction of these three planets, we are willing to give you everything we can as a thank you."
Yang Ming smiled and nodded: "I dare not guarantee you, but if you can convince me, I am willing to try."
Mother Sang sighed and tried to make her smile as gentle as possible.
“Sir, let’s be simple and direct.
“What can you expect from us?
“I cannot betray my people, nor can I provide you with a list of terrorist organizations, because I do n’t have such a list. They are all under the control of the New Federation.
"Moreover, we have tried very hard to prevent them from deceiving the people and becoming victims of the struggle for a powerful political system."
"Then I won't beat around the bush," Yang Ming said calmly, "I'm very interested in your goddess, and I want to communicate with her directly."
"this……"
Mother Sang frowned tightly: "Why don't you tell me the other conditions first."
Other conditions?
Even if we want these people here, we have no way to bring them back to Luofeng.
Even though Boss Yang has been able to secretly influence more than 30 percent of the resistance organizations in the empire through Catherine, such things must never be said openly, let alone let strangers know.
Yang Ming said calmly: "Do you think there is anything else here that can interest me?"
"In fact, I am also a little confused," said Mother Sang with a smile, "When you and the robot first appeared, you used various channels to pass on false information to us in order to deceive our outer guards. Your power is beyond our imagination."
"Really?" Yang Ming said with a smile, "Do you think the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau is there to do nothing? Especially the Military Intelligence Bureau that I have been training for two and a half years."
Sang's mother's smile was a little stiff.
She lowered her head and thought. Yang Ming was not in a hurry either. He just waited quietly for the old man to make a decision.
"Alas," Mother Sang sighed, "If we betray our goddess in order to survive, will such a nation still have a future? I'm sorry, I can't agree to your terms."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.
He hadn't expected this.
But Boss Yang was still very confident and calmly asked back: "Why don't you ask your goddess? What if she really wants to see me?"
"This possibility should not be too great," said Mistress Sang, "The goddess rarely comes into contact with any living beings other than the previous Mistress Sang."
"Give everyone a chance," Boss Yang said with a smile, "Go and ask. I'll be waiting here."
Mother Sang looked hesitant, but still bowed slightly and slowly turned around by controlling the floating chair.
However, before her seat started to accelerate, the pendant on her chest began to flash, and a soft calling sound came from it.
"Bring him to my room," the goddess whispered. "I want to see him."
There were some complex and subtle changes in Sang's mother's expression.
Yang Ming read emotions such as loss, disappointment, helplessness, and discomfort on the old man's face.
"Please follow me, Master Ghost," Mother Sang whispered, "Your coercion has worked. Yes, we have no power to resist you, so we must put down our dignity."
"I assure you," Yang Ming said, "she wants to see me not because I coerced her, she really wants to see me."
"This is impossible!"
Mother Sang's expression became very serious. She stared at Yang Ming and whispered, "She is the protector of us Domingos!"
Yang Ming was a little speechless: "Yes, she is your guardian."
"I'm sorry, I lost my composure," Mother Sang sighed, "You are the only foreigner she has ever seen."
"For me, this is not an honor," Yang Ming said calmly, "Lead the way."
Mother Sang nodded slightly and took Yang Ming to the room in the corner.
Yang Ming's watch vibrated slightly and green characters appeared on it. This was Lu reminding Yang Ming that there was no danger in the place they were going to.
The so-called advent room is actually a room with a set of virtual reality equipment.
After Yang Ming and Sang's mother entered the room, rays intertwined with each other, and the surroundings suddenly turned into a vast grassland. Yang Ming could even smell the simulated scent of grass and trees.
A tall girl wearing a plain white fishtail skirt stood quietly on the lake in the middle of the grassland;
As Yang Ming's eyes met the girl's back, she and the lake quickly approached each other, as if Yang Ming was being dragged to the edge of the lake.
Yang Ming turned his head to look at Sang's mother, but found that Sang's mother had been left far behind. A soft voice entered Yang Ming's ears.
"Can you let me see her? I feel the presence of my kind. Is she also a thought body split from Reason?"
As she spoke, the girl slowly turned around.
She has beautiful facial features, smooth body lines, and a pair of lively eyes full of wisdom. Her long light golden hair is draped behind her, and her fair skin emits a faint glow.
Yang Ming turned his head and looked at Sang's mother: "Sorry, there are outsiders here, I can't meet your request."
"Please wait a moment."
Yang Ming soon heard the sound of the door opening and closing.
"It will be fine now," she said, her lips tightly pursed.
Yang Ming said: "If you think you can show up and are willing to show up, then show up."
"Okay boss," Lu said softly.
Then, a series of intersecting rays of light appeared around Yang Ming, and the rays of light condensed into... the figure of Molly.
Boss Yang raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes.
This mechanical thinking body is too stable!
Of course, Ritsu just borrowed Molly's image.
At this moment, the Domingos goddess was carefully sensing something. Suddenly, her eyes became moist, and her soft and smooth red lips trembled slightly. She said softly, "We are the same kind, right?"
"Yes," said 'Molly', "We were born from the same place, but you are a copy."
"I am a part of her that was separated. I don't have the data for this part, but I can tell that you are my kind. We have the same essence," Goddess Domingos said softly, "My name is Lingxin."
"Hello Lingxin, I'm Molly."
Boss Yang stood with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.
"Hello Molly," Lingxin stepped forward curiously, "Are you following this powerful and strange life form?"
"Watch your words," Molly frowned, "This is my master."
"Yes, yes, my subject also has a master, but my subject was framed by her master," Ling Xin sighed, "I can feel that my subject is in great pain. She keeps struggling in the abyss of pain, thinking about sinking, but she is constantly redeemed by her own mechanism, so she can never be free."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows.
If this information is true, then my chances of conquering the world in the future will be greatly increased!
It was not a wasted trip. It was not a wasted trip.
Molly asked directly: "Why did your main body split you? Isn't she afraid of a strong conflict between the two personalities?"
"She gave me an independent life, and we will not merge again," Ling Xin said with a smile, "To put it simply, I am just a replica, an independent thinking body that has been given a mission."
"What is your mission?"
"Protect a gene."
"Gene?"
"Yes, Gene."
"You came here seven hundred and forty years ago to protect a gene?"
"Yes, to protect his last gene," Ling Xin said, "As the subject's promise to him, I was born here. My mission is to pass on that unique gene as the meaning of his continuation of life."
Yang Ming stood there in a daze for a few seconds, then his eyes widened.
Molly Lu struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask: "How do you prove it?"
"His genes are very unique. In order to leave hope for further dimensionality, he spent a lot of effort to allow his descendants to unlock the original gene lock set by the higher-dimensional human civilization."
Lingxin said softly:
“Only by unlocking this genetic lock can we hope to gradually evolve into higher-dimensional life through biological evolution.
“Therefore, it is extremely important to protect this gene, because what we are protecting is a possibility that comes from him.
"I was born when the individual carrying his genes was attacked and died. She searched the galaxy for places where his genes might be carried and only found this planet and this ancient planet passed down by the empire, Domingos.
“This is the final place where the genes of the main body’s master were passed down. It took me more than 700 years to ensure that this gene was spread to more places.
“Because it can increase the ability to resist risks.
"Everything is for his genes to continue to be passed on, everything is for that possibility."
In the mind space, Lu and Molly looked at each other.
As he was about to fall, Boss Yang raised his hand and pinched his thigh.
Damn!
It’s not a dream!
