Chapter 449: The entire empire network is in chaos...
The blow from Catherine hurt.
Boss Yang, who had just finished directing, acting and shooting a fight scene himself, sat in the captain's exclusive chair on the bridge of the Dongfeng with a grin on his face.
He had just opened his own defense and took Catherine's sword attack head-on, and the result was... the tears of pain that he should have shed in the end almost turned into tears of 'pain to death'.
His good sister knew that he could take a beating, so she really showed no mercy when she hit him.
"Boss, as planned, the video has been released and is getting unprecedented popularity."
"well……"
Yang Ming sighed softly.
"Now everyone in the empire knows that White Ghost was beaten by his girlfriend."
"Haha, cough," Lu suppressed his laughter, "We have to be prepared. The Empire is likely to make a fuss about this matter."
"Are they really that stupid?"
Yang Ming asked back:
"We threw out these baits, and they just took them without even trying to identify them?"
"Hey, boss, you have to consider a question," Lu pinched his waist proudly, "As long as we don't fight, we are invincible in the empire!"
"Adjust your humor system."
"Oh, I don't have anything that low-level!"
Boss Yang shivered a few times.
Anyone who listens will know the coquetry from the top computing power in the Milky Way.
"Get to work," Yang Ming grabbed a tactical study book that the military issued to the generals, and yawned. "Remember, play it safe and don't make radical and risky decisions. The initiative is on our side for now."
"Okay boss."
Lu waved his hand, seeming to be hesitant to speak.
"Although the initiative is on your side, you are under pressure from the French and Asians. Time may not be on our side."
Of course, the situation is very good now, so we cannot say such disappointing words for the time being.
In her mind space, hundreds of clones were running around in the makeshift office area.
A war without the smoke of gunpowder had already begun.
…
Director Ino is a little annoyed now.
He hated having his experimental progress interrupted, especially when he was demonstrating data.
But now, he had to break away from his favorite state, take off his white coat, put on a loose, serious gray windbreaker, sit on the sofa in the narrow living room, and greet the projections of several elderly people.
"What's the problem?" Director Ino asked impatiently.
"It's like this..."
An old man created a shadow.
It shows the battle between the white ghost Hamton and the empire's defector cyborg Catherine, and their conversation can be heard clearly.
Director Ino frowned and whispered, "This is one of my ideal test subjects. You messed it up and lost it before. Now you come to me and tell me that she has become a hidden danger to the empire and want me to solve it. Don't you think this is ironic?"
Several elderly people looked somewhat embarrassed.
"Ino, this matter has suddenly become tricky."
“We didn’t pay attention to Catherine before, and the more than 30 or 40 super-changers she took away.
"Because this kind of thing happened frequently in history, we didn't take it too seriously. In every era, there are always so-called awakened ones who try to fight against us, but they are ultimately just a little bit of light on the edge of the empire, and will eventually be defeated by our size and strength."
"But this time, White Ghost suddenly got involved... I can't describe what happened. All of a sudden, within a galactic hour or two , this battle video spread throughout the entire network of the empire. Portals and media platforms can be controlled, but the viral spread of social networks and planetary regional networks has doubled the pressure on us to control public opinion."
"Listen to what Catherine said... At least one-tenth of the people in the empire have heard it now... Is this something that can be said?"
"White ghosts, traitorous super reformers, lovers falling out, national interests and personal ideals... these elements are all hot topics, and they all came together at the same time. Public opinion has begun to get out of control."
"The problem is that the military's press conference is being held. In about ten minutes, the issue of white ghosts will be discussed. Under the current circumstances, if we exclude white ghosts again, will there be a greater public backlash?"
"Ino, you usually have the most ideas, but now we have to come up with a charter."
"Do we need to stop the military spokesperson?"
Director Ino pushed up his glasses and had roughly browsed through the entire video.
The sudden influx of huge amounts of information caused his developmentally modified brain to become blocked to a certain extent.
After thinking for two minutes.
Director Ino said, "It's too late to pause now. The media are already preparing to build momentum. The orders issued previously have been prepared for execution at all levels. If we cancel them suddenly, leaks will inevitably occur. This will affect our influence in the established groups... Let's proceed as normal."
“That’s our opinion, too.”
"Will public opinion arouse people's sympathy for the White Ghost?"
"Should we ask the military spokesperson to soften his words a little?"
"No, we can't be gentle, we have to be tough. We are the Sherman family. If we lose our strong style, we will be backlashed from all sides."
Director Ino shook his head and continued:
“We will proceed according to the plan we set before. We will first hold a press conference to express the military’s dissatisfaction with the White Ghost, release the footage of the White Ghost using the Ancient God form to kill people, and then express concerns about the risk of the Ancient God getting out of control. This will not have a negative impact on the military.
"The duel between White Ghost and Catherine seemed very passionate, but it was actually too coincidental.
"Hanton has his own independent intelligence agency, which he calls a technical team. We originally thought this was not a big problem, but now it seems that this technical team has mastered amazing network resources."
"Ino, do you think there is some connection between the White Ghost and Catherine?"
"There must be a connection. I mean, a connection beyond the superficial relationship between men and women," Ino said. "All of this is too deliberate. The fierce fight attracts attention, and the love-hate relationship triggers topics. But what really spreads is Catherine's earnest words to persuade Hamton. If you say this was directed by the CIA, I will believe it."
"CIA?"
"The ghost of the empire has come into direct contact with people from the New Federation many times before."
"And that Forerunner Two. The two of them have talked about it publicly many times."
"And that time..."
"What are you thinking?" Ino frowned and looked at these people. "Do you think that the New Federation will use the Burying Bug Plan, a national destiny plan that can really put the empire into a crisis of destruction, to exchange for such a conspicuous spy?"
"But Ino, is there a possibility that White Ghost could be turned against the New Federation?"
Director Ino frowned and asked, "What do you think Hanton wants? Why would he give up the Empire's foundation and bet the fate of his home planet on a new federation where so many people hate him?"
Several elderly people fell silent.
Ino shook his head and crossed his legs. Although he was old, his figure was still upright.
He said with a hint of helplessness:
“I know that Hanton, the white ghost, has become a huge threat to our family, and the great insect tide is a turning point.
“But if you want to deal with him, or to subdue him, you can’t be too impatient.
"I don't mean to say that there was something wrong with my grandfather's strategy. I just think that he underestimated Hanton. He couldn't intuitively understand Hanton's huge influence in every corner of the empire. He was regarded as a patron saint and a spiritual sustenance by the lower-class people. This was a very terrifying thing. In the history of the empire, only three or four emperors could achieve this level of prestige, and that was under the blessing of the imperial power.
“To deal with Hanton, we must either go to war directly, not give him any chances, and completely crush his will.
“Either we can be patient for the time being and wait for him to complete his dimensional ascension and report to the Faya people, and use his home planet as a bargaining chip to restrain him.
"We must understand one thing... If he really succeeds in ascending to a higher dimension and hates us so much... We may be able to see the Imperial Star being destroyed by a gamma-ray burst."
"Oh, that's impossible!"
"Nothing is impossible. Just like we can tear up a piece of white paper, if the higher-dimensional world wants to deal with us, they can gather all kinds of energy at the same point in space on the nonlinear timeline, and then pull away the time partition. These energies will continue to flow to the Imperial Star. This kind of energy can destroy dozens of star systems."
Director Ino raised his hand and pushed up his glasses: "I'm sorry, I told you so many things that I shouldn't have said. You don't understand the concept of dimensionality at all."
Several old men were silent.
Director Ino shook his head and picked up the communicator beside him.
"Cheer up, this showdown has just begun, and the first wave of public opinion war is crucial, as it affects the public's initial impression of this matter.
“Once the first impression is made, it is very difficult to change it.
"Our focus is on the ancient god form and the massacre of terrorist organizations, and we will do our best to block all information related to Catherine."
"good."
…
It's a mess.
All hell breaks loose.
Gris was still hesitating whether to send a message to his ghost brother to comfort his good buddy who was beaten up by his ex-girlfriend.
New news emerges again.
And once it came out, it was explosive news that shocked the entire Internet.
[White Ghost becomes an ancient deity! A true record of the process of completely wiping out the terrorist organization's base! ]
When Grace clicked on it and took a look, he felt a little tingling all over his scalp.
The image of the ancient god that looked like a giant monocyte and the infighting of tens of thousands of humans. Even though he knew that these people were terrorists and did not deserve sympathy, seeing this scene and the huge impact brought by the white ghost ancient god's image still made Grace feel a little suffocated.
"Fuck, Captain! This is too scary!"
The young man next to him was still shouting, but was slapped away by Grace.
After all, Gris was an experienced imperial warrior, and he immediately saw the meaning of the military's release of these images at this time.
He quickly switched web pages and went to the forum he often visited.
As expected, some well-known bloggers began to simultaneously promote this video of the massacre of terrorists, and intentionally or unintentionally exaggerated the horror of the white ghost.
These comments are increasing, including but not limited to:
'Is this really still a human being?'
"Among the terrorists, there are some innocent people who were coerced."
'This is a fantasy movie, right?'
"My God, the true appearance of the White Ghost is actually this kind of monster. Could it be that he is an ancient god lurking in the human world, protecting us in order to devour our minds?"
'Is it possible that we are food for insects, and insects are food for the ancient gods, so the ancient gods are controlling the population by raising insects and feeding themselves?'
'I can't believe this, I won't let my kid see this, he's a crazy ghost fan.'
"God-level life form!"
'It's not scientific, but it's reality.'
"What protected us in the insect swarm were the Empire's soldiers and invincible fleet. Although White Ghost played a key role in some duels, this key role was that he delayed the Queen. What really destroyed the Queen was the Empire's invincible ultimate weapon."
…
Gris's brows were twisted into a shape of a "川" character.
Wow, the rhythm is so fast.
Taking advantage of people's fear of the unknown and the impact of individual human death, criticism of the White Ghost began to form.
The Empire played this move beautifully.
The military is really not afraid. His ghost brother will directly transform into this kind of "hairy star" and go to the military's deep space port to take a photo.
Sure enough, strong personal influence is the original sin in the empire.
"Captain," the young man came over, "Should we help speak out? I've watched this video, and there are more detailed scenes at the end. That's not a real ancient god, it's a simulation by the white ghost. A real ancient god is about the same size as an ordinary rocky planet."
Grace glared at him: "Don't make trouble if there is nothing to do. Why can we speak up?"
"Don't you have hundreds of millions of fans?"
"Those are all my fans! What do you know?"
Grace waved his hand and continued browsing the web.
Within a few minutes, Grace discovered that new voices of public opinion began to emerge.
First, they supported the White Ghost and kept shouting:
' This is White Ghost fighting against an entire terrorist organization alone!'
"The White Ghost is avenging the Sakaar gas bomb incident!"
'What exactly is the element of sympathy for terrorists!'
"It is clear that some people in the military are jealous of White Ghost's contribution and want to suppress him in this way."
Grace opened a post at random, and within a few breaths, a series of comments appeared:
'White Ghost alone saved so many lives in the Empire!'
'Is the person who said this blind ? Apart from anything else, the biological shielding technology donated by White Ghost has saved countless families and ordinary people! '
"To be honest, the shielding technology was purchased by the royal family."
'Is the person above a fool? With this technology, White Ghost can earn 10,000 points, but after giving it to the Empire, he can only earn 1 point. Isn't this a contribution?'
"Original Poster, why don't you kill a few first-level bugs first before you slander the White Ghost?"
'Protect my ghost brother! I like it even if my ghost brother turns into a monster!'
'Don't be a black man upstairs! The white ghost is not a monster! This powerful force is not a sin, he is protecting us!'
There are many more examples like this.
However, soon, Grace saw that the topic was dominating the charts and there were many different opinions.
The military press conference had not yet ended when political commentators who held great influence on the wealthy planets of the Empire began to discuss the matter publicly, began to convey their anxiety to the people, and continued to discuss whether the White Ghost and the Grand Duke of the Empire were human beings, and whether the future would get out of control.
Public opinion on the Internet is not one-sided.
Those who support White Ghost and those who oppose White Ghost are almost evenly matched.
That’s not all. Gris soon discovered that some foreign forces had also begun to intervene, and a lot of traffic from the interstellar network that was pouring into the imperial network began to exert its force fiercely.
All of a sudden, there were seven or eight opinion manipulators who began to push and disrupt public opinion throughout the empire.
Before one crisis is over, another crisis arises.
After the video of White Ghost slaughtering terrorists soared to a terrifying level, a new topic appeared on the headlines of major portals.
'Based on the battle with Catherine, discuss the possibility of White Ghost betraying the Empire.'
'Sixty-two imperial resistance organizations issued a statement, expressing their willingness to nominate Captain Catherine as their spiritual leader, and begging the White Ghost to support their great plan to overthrow the empire and liberate the people.'
The corner of Gris' mouth twitched.
If this wasn't a CIA murder plot, he wouldn't believe it even if he killed his boss!
"Why is it all messed up all of a sudden?"
Gris slapped his thigh. Feeling upset, he decided to talk to his big brother Ghost first, and then see if it was something a vice president should do.
The call was connected quickly, but a black screen appeared.
A sweet female voice came from the side: "Captain Gris, my boss doesn't want to answer any calls from anyone right now. He wants to be alone."
"Oh, Miss Assistant," Grace said seriously, "How is he doing now? I know he must be under a lot of pressure. I think I can help him relieve it. Try not to let him go online. There are too many trolls on the Internet now, saying all kinds of things... uh."
A blurry picture appeared on the black screen.
Yang Ming stood in the middle of a pile of fitness equipment, holding two gravity pull rings in his hands. With his slender, toned but not strong body, he walked east and west, jumped up and down, and pushed his waist forward, shaking his hips from time to time and howling.
The screen went black again.
Grace: ...
"His mental condition?"
"That's normal," the assistant said with a smile, "Don't worry, Vice President, please do your job well and don't worry about the part-time job. There won't be any problems here."
"Well, I'm still worried about his mental stress."
"goodbye."
call out!
The communication was cut off by the other party.
Gris scratched his head, looked at the shocked young man beside him, and whispered, "Don't spread what you just saw."
"Fuck, the white ghost is dancing."
"Okay, don't tell too many people."
