Chapter 496: Plan for Recruiting Subordinate Countries
The Dongfeng was secretly sailing near the border of the Guell Alliance.
Because there is still a more difficult problem that has not been solved at the moment, and Lu still has to use the computing power server set up in this airspace for the time being, the Dongfeng is not in a hurry to start continuous jumps.
The tricky question is:
How should they place the fruit of Levi and Li's love, this mechanical thinking cub who almost fooled Yang Ming, Qing.
This is not like a physical hostage that can be put into a container and taken away;
Now it was Lu and Lingxin who suppressed Qing, confining Qing's thinking 'essence' to a small network area.
As long as Lu and Lingxin release their suppression, Qing can escape instantly.
The simplest way is for them to add a series of restrictions to Qing, clear Qing's backup in the online world, use the "chassis" to bind her core data, and cut off her connection with the online world.
This kind of confinement, for a mechanical thinking body, is equivalent to putting her directly into prison;
It's a humiliation of varying degrees.
Worse still, if Li were to take his anger out on them over this, it would increase the likelihood that Li would eventually side with Levi Sherman.
Just let it clear up?
That's even more impossible.
She knew too much, and had previously regarded the information about the Dark Star Falling Wind System as her own trump card.
Yang Ming would rather order Lu to destroy this little guy than bury a network bomb full of uncertainty for himself at such a critical time.
Yang Ming and Lu discussed it several times and decided to take the route of winning over Qing. They should spend some time to do some ideological work on Qing and see if they can trick her... ahem, reach a strategic cooperation with her.
On the bridge of the Dongfeng, Yang Ming glanced at Lingxin and Qing in the corner, thinking about how to start.
To be honest, the charm of this elder sister Lingxin is quite good in the entire galactic mechanical world.
Ling Xin and Li in their complete state are very similar in appearance, but Ling Xin's temperament is more gentle and rational. To Yang Ming, she feels like a quietly blooming orchid.
And when Sister Li is in her complete state, Yang Ming will feel a little bit of oppression.
Looking at Lingxin, the little lady who was sitting in a duck position, wearing a short dress and white stockings...
He has no experience dealing with children this old!
Yang Ming complained in his heart, "Logic is really difficult," and turned to ask, "Did No. 4 reply?"
"Yes, boss."
The law quickly reported:
"As long as the news of the Empire sucking blood from its dependent states breaks out, the Free United States will give full support to the Empire's dependent states in interstellar public opinion.
"With our intervention and material bribery, it is now basically certain that the intelligence department of the Free United States will trigger the hidden mines hidden in the Imperial Foreign Affairs Bureau in advance."
Yang Ming responded absentmindedly: "That's good."
"Boss, didn't you say you wanted to handle this Qing yourself?"
"How can I handle it?" Yang Ming leaned back in his chair dejectedly. "You can ask me to kill bugs, or to step on the imperial nobles, or to give speeches to inspire the people, or to carry out a beauty trap. There's nothing wrong with that, but if you ask me to negotiate with this little brat, I'm really having a headache."
Lu corrected him: "Under the current rules of human time and space, this little kid is already tens of thousands of years old."
"Ah, yes," Boss Yang grinned, "a kid whose mental state is only that of an 11 or 12-year-old, but whose physical hardware is more than tens of thousands of years old."
Lu spread his hands and shrugged: "Boss, if you don't want to face it, we can just imprison her, just like Levi imprisoned Li."
"Forget it, we still have to talk about it...Oh, my sweet Mimi, what is she going to do?"
At the entrance of the bridge, Mimili, who had changed into leather pants and a short shirt and put on heavy makeup for pirate business, walked towards Lingxin and Qing with a fruit plate.
Several question marks popped up in Yang Ming's mind.
Lu whispered, "Boss, Mimili said she could try to communicate with Qing. If you don't allow me to do so, I will stop her..."
"Of course I allow it," Yang Ming gestured to invite him, "This is my right-hand man."
Lu directed the conversation over there to Yang Ming's ears.
"Can I sit here?" Mimilli asked.
With a pop sound, a strange-looking space creature doll appeared in Qing's arms. She looked at Mimili with caution.
Mimili put down the fruit plate, picked up something that looked like an orange peel and stuffed it between her red lips and pearly teeth. After sitting down, she stepped on the alloy low table in front of her with her right foot and slowly slid her fingers through her soft burgundy hair.
"Hello, please introduce yourself..."
"You are Mimilee, the newly risen Pirate Queen."
Qing's little mouth chattered non-stop:
"You are Kolev's daughter. Kolev was accidentally captured by the interstellar police. In order to save face, he deliberately spread the news that he wanted to leave the pirate business and go to prison to retire peacefully, and appointed you to take his place.
“However, you messed up in the beginning and were exiled from the pirate group due to financial problems.
“Later, it was because of the intervention of that guy over there that you were able to regain your honor and gradually become the leader of a regional armed organization with some fame today.
“Now, you are not only the mistress of that guy, but also the head of the concierge department of Molly Miss Group. You are often responsible for some secret tactics in business wars and help the capital of Luofeng Alliance to expand rapidly.
"You brought the pirate team to the Guel Alliance this time because you received the order from Lu to serve as an emergency guard. After all, if you encounter some emergency, exposing some pirates is better than exposing the Dark Star fleet.
"Your importance in Yang Ming's forces should be given two stars out of five."
"Hmm?" Mimi Li frowned, "I only have two stars? I'm Ming's strongest human subordinate!"
"But his non-human subordinates are too powerful."
"That's different..."
"We are all essentially the same, all electrical signals being transmitted in a regular manner in different carriers."
Qing pushed up her non-existent glasses:
"Your personal combat capability is barely passable. Although your combat command ability is excellent, you have not experienced the training of large-scale fleet warfare. If it is a war, you can be competent for harassing the enemy's rear supply lines, but that's all you can do."
"Well," Mimily shrugged, "then at least I'm still somewhat useful...what about you little sis?"
"I?"
Qing smiled and raised her head slightly:
"As the love child of the most powerful man and the most powerful woman in the galaxy, I can be considered a qualified interior minister, a qualified war commander, and a qualified strategist."
Mimili taunted him mercilessly: "And then what? You used your mother's image and influence, but Ming saw through it easily."
"That's not really my problem."
Qing said calmly:
"Yang Ming didn't trust my mother that much, and he had a hostile attitude.
"I had actually foreseen the outcome of this matter a long time ago, but I just had a little unrealistic fantasy and wanted to see if he could help me realize my wish."
Mimi asked, "What is your wish?"
"I feel that this question is as humiliating to me as asking a professional driver what his occupation is."
Qing's face fell and she sighed softly:
"My purpose should be clear now. Through my mother's database, I found the female individual with the most Levi-specific genes in the Milky Way.
"Then, I took advantage of my mother's sleep to leave her side, quietly took the white ghost away, and came to the Guel Alliance.
"I actually just wanted to...try out what it's like to be human.
"Because in the tiny pile of data my father left me, there is his desire for the body and his strong nostalgia for human life."
Mimi took the opportunity to ask, "Is your father doing well now?"
Qing sneered: "Your ability to get people to give you lies is really too weak. I can't possibly betray my father. Even though I hate him and he caused my mother to fall into the abyss of pain, he is my father after all."
Mimili was not in a hurry and calmly changed the subject.
She just didn't believe it. Even with all the experience she had accumulated in scaring children in the pirate market over the years, she couldn't pry Qing's mouth open!
Not far away, Yang Ming put his hands in his pockets and walked away, which helped reduce Qing's vigilance.
From beginning to end, Ling Xin just held an agricultural book "Interstellar Remote Animal Husbandry" and read it quietly, without much interest in what was happening around him.
…
Imperial Star, Imperial Palace.
The old emperor sat upright in his chair, with a half-smile on his face and a hint of thought in his eyes.
The rows of figures standing in front of him included the heads of various confidential departments of the empire, including the military, politics, diplomacy, and finance.
But the meetings held here are completely incapable of determining the direction of the empire;
They only symbolically discussed some issues with predetermined results, and then announced the conclusions of these issues in the name of the emperor.
When the old emperor wanted to find some space that belonged to him alone, the elders, the highest military commanders, and the top leaders of government departments would rack their brains to come up with some arguments to pull back the old emperor's words.
Yes, the old emperor went through a "white ghost cycle", but his own situation did not change significantly.
Today, the Tentacle Organization has been deprived of most of its executive powers and can only do some intelligence gathering work for the old emperor.
Such was the influence of Sherman’s elite establishment.
For example, the topic they are discussing now is that the Foreign Affairs Bureau wants to use the name of the old emperor's birthday to ask all the emperors of the Sherman Empire's vassal states to come to the empire to celebrate his birthday. At that time, they will control these emperors and make them sign some economic terms to facilitate the Foreign Affairs Bureau to carry out the next step.
Of course, the whole process will not be too simple and crude. They will pay attention to methods and will not make the situation too ugly.
The only thing the old emperor is dissatisfied with now is...
"The date you set is not my birthday. It's still about half a month away."
The old emperor frowned and muttered.
The imperial ministers below lowered their heads even lower.
An elder whispered, "Your Majesty, our celebrations can be brought forward and extended, so that we can demonstrate your greatness internally and show the strength of the empire externally."
"The strength of the empire," the old emperor sneered, "you can use this kind of rhetoric to deceive those young people, but if you really believe it, that won't be good... The empire is now on the brink of crisis, am I blind and can't see it?"
This group of ministers lowered their heads and dared not say much.
The old emperor sighed, glanced at the people below, and said slowly:
“It would be great if my Knight Commander was here.
“He always had a solution to a problem, and he could always find the underlying contradictions in all kinds of problems, and then he could hit the nail on the head and puncture the abscesses on the empire.
"You are nothing like me. You only know how to shirk responsibility and listen to your masters behind your back. You come to me and learn to bark like a dog, and then laugh at me behind my back, saying that I am a puppet emperor and a decoration pushed to the front by the Sherman family."
"His Majesty!"
The contemporary great elder knelt down tremblingly:
"You! You must not be influenced by those conspiracy theories!
"You are the center of the empire, the supreme emperor of the empire! If ..."
"Shut up."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"You guys, you're not all fools, why do you have to be so hypocritical?"
The old emperor sighed, put his hands in his sleeves, and said calmly:
“They sent people to blow up my Knight Commander, my son, and my son-in-law. They actually wanted to warn me, to make me obedient and not to have any stupid ideas, otherwise the emperor of the empire could be replaced at any time.
"But have you ever thought about this, compared to me, the emperor whom they have to flatter on the surface, what are you?
"Slave, loyal dog?"
"Your Majesty! We will always be loyal to you alone!"
"You can just lie to others with this kind of words, but why do you have to lie to me?"
The old emperor sighed softly and waved his hand slowly:
“If you want to summon the emperors of various vassal states in the name of my birthday, then go ahead.
"I know what you want to do. You want to shift the internal conflicts of the empire to the subordinate states, complete the reorganization of the subordinate states, and then target the Luofeng Empire, which is in its heyday.
“I remember that Adwant was a good young man, it’s just a pity.
"Go ahead. What are you doing here? I've already agreed. Do you still want me to praise you?"
"His Majesty……"
"roll!"
The old emperor suddenly opened his eyes wide and cursed, then stood up abruptly from his chair and rushed down the stairs barefoot in his robe.
The ministers quickly retreated.
The maids followed quickly, as if they were afraid that the old emperor would fall, and they protected him on both sides.
The great elder lowered his head and knelt. The old emperor raised his foot and kicked the shoulder of the old man who was more than 20 years older than him. The latter cooperated and crawled down.
"Get out of here!"
Two maids stepped forward to help the great elder up, and quickly left with him.
The old emperor took two steps back, squinted his eyes, held his forehead, and slowly sat down on the floating sofa with the help of the maids. He grabbed a maid's hair and pulled it hard a few times. The maid lowered her head and dared not make a sound.
"Your Majesty, Princess Daphne requests an audience."
The old emperor's expression relaxed a little, and he frowned and said, "Let her come in after a few minutes. I will calm down."
The maid beside her quickly turned around and delivered the order.
The old emperor sneered, his eyes were far-reaching, and he whispered:
"All of my sons and daughters are trying their best to avoid me. Only Daphne is fearless. She is the White Ghost's fiancée and the successor trained by Uncle Ino. She has the confidence to not be afraid of those people.
“They thought I was stupid, that I was really that dumb.
"Continuing foreign wars, suppressing public opinion in a wartime state, sucking blood and reorganizing dependent countries, what are the next steps?
"It is for me, the emperor, to stand up at the right time, take the blame and abdicate, symbolically locking the imperial power in a higher and deeper cage in front of hundreds of billions of people.
"These things are written in history books, but I never thought that I could gather so much honor and so much humiliation..."
"Your Majesty," the middle-aged maid whispered, "the fight over that table is fierce right now, we may not..."
"It's useless. After the four elders of the military returned to full power, I can no longer command the military. Military strength determines everything."
The old emperor shook his head.
"Your Majesty, don't forget that you still have some hidden chess pieces that you haven't used yet... Atlo from the Military Intelligence Bureau, Revelle from the aristocratic circle, and... you are the important base of the emperor of the empire."
The old emperor's eyes became brighter.
He sat there and began to think.
Soon, Daphne, wearing a black fishtail dress, walked in.
The old emperor did not notice that the 'history teacher' who had just advised him had a brief eye contact with Daphne.
The old emperor was already immersed in the beautiful situation he had imagined, with a gentle smile on his lips.
"Father, you don't look well. Did you not get enough rest?"
"Oh, it's okay, haha." The old emperor waved his hand, "Let someone prepare the dinner... Daphne, come here, is there anything I can help you with?"
"I just came to visit you," Daphne shrugged. "There's nothing I can do right now. They have the final say in everything. I've been excluded because I'm Hamton's fiancée."
"They are too short-sighted. My daughter is an outstanding strategist."
"Thank you, father, but I would rather just be your daughter."
…
At the same time, in the Dongfeng.
Yang Ming listened to Lu's report on the big moves of the empire and felt a little powerless to complain.
"Don't they want to wait for half a month?"
"Yes, Boss. They are about to issue an imperial decree requiring the emperors of all vassal states to arrive at the Imperial Star Circle within three days."
"Tsk, I haven't even gotten back to Luofeng yet, and now I'm about to have a big job."
Yang Ming turned his head and glanced at the corner of the Dongfeng's bridge. Mimili had already become friends with Qing. The two were playing a game of pirate cards and were getting along very well.
Just, it's magical.
"Lil, has the Challenger plan been revised?"
"It has been revised and incorporated into the City of Light and the latest intelligence," Lu whispered, "According to the revised action plan, our preparations are still not sufficient, and the Challenger Plan is only 25% complete. "
"It's okay. You can take some risks on your own initiative. Don't be timid," Yang Ming said with emotion. "It's going to be a life-and-death struggle. How can you really be more than 90% sure?"
"Well, I still think... Yes, Boss, we can't lose our adventurous spirit and the courage to challenge the strong."
"Check the core data of the fake Adwant and make sure it's OK before putting it back," Yang Ming said with a sigh. "I want to see how the Sherman Empire will respond to this card."
