Walk alone in the abyss

Mudd!

He was actually surrounded by super-modifiers in this way!

Yang Ming's ability to sit calmly now is already the limit of his mental endurance.

The positions of these guys were chosen really well.

From front to back, left and right, as long as a battle breaks out, all his escape routes can be blocked immediately. Only if he gnaws the hard bone of Catherine head-on, will he have a chance to break through the encirclement within three seconds.

If they didn't choose the seats intentionally, Yang Ming wouldn't believe it even if Bly was killed!

"Hi, hi!"

Catherine stood up and said hello, then ran her white hands across the silky fabric of the evening gown behind her, and sat opposite her in a ladylike manner.

The atmosphere is a little dull.

Yang Ming was the first to speak: "What do you want to eat? Are we considered netizens to meet each other?"

"I've already ordered what I want, just order what you want," Catherine pushed the order card over.

Yang Ming took a look at the price of this restaurant: "Can I ask, how much is your salary? I'll treat you to this meal. In addition to being a detective, I also have a side job."

Catherine calmly took out a special virtual card.

"We don't have a salary, and you can use this card for all purchases. There is no upper limit."

"This," Yang Ming's eyes shone, "are the benefits of the empire's super-modifiers so good?"

"You can't buy a building or a piece of land, it's not allowed."

Catherine smiled and put away the card, slightly raising her chin:

"You can order whatever you want, I'll treat you."

Yang Ming gave a thumbs up, then clicked on the most expensive page.

If you don't eat, you won't get it for free. It's the imperial officials who pay for it anyway.

Yang Ming felt that several super-modifiers were looking at him up and down, which made him feel uncomfortable, so he could only find some topics to attract Catherine's attention.

"How is the post-disaster handling completed?"

"That's not my job."

Catherine picked up the water glass and took a sip. Although her movements were a little deliberate, she was still beautiful and elegant because of her good foundation.

She asked softly: "You seem to have become famous on Yaha Star? How do you feel?"

"It's nothing," Yang Ming said with a smile, "This is what I originally wanted. I want to gain fame. I had previously thought about joining the police force and seeking promotion."

"Then why did you reject the invitation from the police force?" Catherine smiled, "I read on the news that you rejected the invitation to become the image ambassador of the police force."

"I think this is meaningless. What kind of image ambassador does the police force need? Is it just to gain political achievements for the chief and the senior officials of the system?"

Yang Ming shrugged:

“I don’t want to be someone else’s political bargaining chip.

"As an immature detective, what I want to do is pursue the truth and insist on justice in my heart.

"As an adult man and a citizen of the empire, I want to use my own power to reverse some unfair phenomena. This may be the core motivation for me to pursue this path."

Gris in the corner raised his hand and scratched his eyebrows, and whispered to Bly next to him:

"Why is this guy talking so much about lies? Will girls like hearing this? Don't focus on yourself. When you go on a date, you should focus on the other person so that you can create a good atmosphere, you idiot."

Bray narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Pay attention to the look in my captain's eyes."

"Well, it seems to be a little bright."

"She is an idealist," Bly said slowly, "This is Hui's wisdom."

A robot waiter started delivering food.

Seemingly hearing Grace's complaint, Catherine took the opportunity to think about it for a while, and then turned the topic to Yang Ming.

Catherine asked, "What do you think of the White Ghost?"

"Oh, why are you asking this guy suddenly?"

Yang Ming groaned a few times:

"It's actually difficult to evaluate him. The controversy surrounding this character is getting bigger and bigger, but I feel that the white ghost has become a symbol, rather than referring to a specific person."

"Yeah?"

Catherine suddenly became energetic: "Why do you feel like this?"

"I simply feel that there are a lot of various types of analysis on the Internet, and it is difficult for me to come up with new tricks."

Yang Ming shrugged:

"What about you? What do you think of White Ghost?"

"I admire him very much!"

Catherine held her chin and said seriously:

"I also envy him for being able to pursue his own justice. I should be the kind of person... If he were to publish a photo album, I would definitely buy a hundred copies."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "I'm actually very curious about how the super-modifiers view the White Ghost... Does this question embarrass you?"

"Of course not," Catherine's smile became a little gentler. "You also know that asking me if I will be embarrassed is quite good. I hate the kind of guy who ignores other people's feelings for his own curiosity."

Yang Ming took a fork and chose a piece of barbecue wrapped in sauce for Catherine, and sighed in sympathy:

"I hate this kind of person too."

"Thank you... As far as the super-modifiers I have come into contact with, everyone is more interested in studying the white ghost. There is no hatred, but I can't say that I like it."

Catherine raised her hand to smooth the hair beside her ears and whispered:

"White Ghost is a powerful reformer, and some confidential information cannot be disclosed, but his fighting method is very similar to Valkyrie.

"Actually, the White Ghost should be Valkyrie No. 2, and the Valkyrie is Valkyrie No. 1. They are both products of the same experiment. Unfortunately, because they were too powerful, they escaped from the empire's control..."

Catherine got excited about chatting and basically said everything she could and could not say.

Yang Ming kept nodding and echoed by the side.

The rest of the super reformers present either buried their heads in cooking or raised their hands to their foreheads.

Yang Ming also asked a more critical question: "Why didn't the super-modifiers attack the white ghost before?"

"Because it's not under our control," Catherine said, "as long as he doesn't cause trouble in the Emperor Star Circle, the special forces stationed in the Skyfury Fortress will be responsible for handling him. In fact, there are many strong people in the special forces there, not weaker than those who have changed. .”

Yang Ming wondered, "What's the difference between super reformers and ordinary reformers?"

"It's very different, super-modifiers are mainly transformed from embryos..."

"Cough! Cough cough cough!"

A middle-aged lady suddenly fell ill.

Catherine cleared her throat and smiled guiltyly: "Let's talk about something else."

Yang Ming glanced at the eldest sister, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to bring your family members with you when you meet netizens?"

Catherine's white and tender face showed facial skin telangiectasia, and he hesitated and said: "Well, we are going to hold a high-end party because of the team building later, so we act together, this does not affect... Don't look around."

"Okay," Yang Ming nodded calmly, "Where are you going to build a high-end team, can you bring me one?"

"We are super reformers, of course the way of entertainment is different, let's eat first!"

Catherine hurriedly ended the topic.

Yang Ming suddenly felt that teasing this super reformer girl with little social experience is quite interesting.

At least it's better to pass the time than going back to the hotel at night to watch funny variety shows.

He began to take the initiative to control the topic. The test just now had let him know Catherine's interests. The topic turned to high-tech, life sciences, beauty and hairdressing, and food cooking.

Because of Catherine's self-explosion, Gris and a few overhaulers took the initiative to say hello to Yang Ming, introducing themselves as Catherine's friends.

The middle-aged lady remained aloof, and left with two male overhaulers on the way.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yang Ming, Catherine, Grace, Bligh, and a female overhauler left the restaurant together, and rushed to the place for high-end team building—a panoramic karaoke room.

Although Yang Ming was a little powerless to complain, he probably understood the reason why these super-modifiers appeared.

Most of them ran out to play because they were bored!

'Master,' Bligh took the opportunity of clinking glasses with Yang Ming, and communicated directly with his spiritual force, 'You can ask me directly about the super-reformer, Catherine is too young, and she doesn't know many inside stories. '

Yang Ming: ...

Tsk, why did he feel a little sour?

Captain Gries should be very tired. When everyone was in high spirits, he lay down on the soft seat and fell asleep soundly.

Bligh was still explaining: "He was looking for the white ghost too hard."

"He's really dedicated," Yang Ming squinted and smiled.

"He is only one step away from the truth," Bligh sighed softly, "Unfortunately, this step is destined to be full of thorns and misleading."

Yang Ming glanced at Catherine and the female super-reformer, two humanoid killers with super lethality, sitting together at the moment, swaying from side to side like seaweed, singing an out-of-key melody.

Yang Ming patted Bligh's arm, and the two sat next to Captain Gries, one on the left and the other on the right.

Watch music.

...

The night at the edge of the city is quiet and lively.

The five people were divided into two groups, front and back, and walked on the suspended viewing platform, feeling the comfort of the cool night wind blowing on their faces, washing away the tiredness of their bodies and hearts.

Bligh, Grace and another female super reformer were chatting and laughing in front, and Yang Ming and Catherine followed behind tacitly.

"I am twenty-one years old," Catherine said softly.

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Then?"

"It's nothing." Catherine raised her hand and adjusted the position of the 'blindfold' mask, "I can live another twenty-four years, if I don't die in battle."

"Um?"

"This is the price of gaining great power," Catherine said very easily.

Yang Ming's smile gradually subsided, and he asked softly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Why should I feel uncomfortable?" Catherine laughed. "My life stems from an experiment. I can experience forty-five years of life with Catherine's personality. Why is there any need to be uncomfortable? Don't compare yourself with others, because there is always There are places that I can’t compare to.”

"I finished this bowl of chicken soup."

"What?"

"Chicken soup for the soul," Yang Ming said with a smile, "is words of encouragement."

"I'm just talking about my attitude towards life," Catherine raised her face, "I once told myself that I should live my limited life to the fullest and realize my own value."

Yang Ming wondered, "Don't you blame the hosts of these experiments?"

"Resentment, but resentment is useless, they are also my parents to a certain extent," Catherine said, "There are many extreme super-reformers who will take revenge on the experimenters, but I think that is actually wrong."

"Then what do you think the meaning of life is?"

"Guard, protect, and let more lives have the opportunity to realize their own value."

Catherine said seriously:

"This is the mission given to me by the team that created me. Sometimes I feel that I am more like a flesh-and-blood machine, a machine that only knows how to obey orders.

"But I am also essentially human, a biological manifestation of human genetic material, and part of this society.

"What about you? You always talk about me, and I want to know more about you. What is your goal in life?"

Yang Ming was silent for a few seconds, then said with a smile, "I'm going to save the people I cherish."

"Is it your family?"

"It's not my current family," Yang Ming lightly changed the subject, "My ordinary life is incomparable to yours."

"I don't like your way of chatting," Catherine said sternly, "We are equal, even, I am crippled, and you are complete."

Yang Ming stared at Catherine's chest quite seriously: "Incomplete?"

"Asshole! What are you thinking!"

Catherine clenched her fists and wanted to hit someone, Yang Ming hurriedly dodged, but he didn't dare to take a punch from her who didn't know how many years of skill he had.

The two frolicked in the background.

The three people in front turned their heads and glanced at each other, each quickened their pace, and distanced themselves from the two behind them.

Following Yang Ming begging for mercy, Catherine finally let him go, and the two of them leaned on the railing of the hanging ladder, looking at the night view of the city.

"I'm a whole woman, and that's probably the greatest luck."

Catherine deliberately raised her chest and looked up at Yang Ming's expression. She said casually, "Sometimes I also wonder if I want to experience the happiness of both sexes in my limited life."

Yang Ming murmured softly, "That happiness is indeed something you can't imagine now."

"Have you ever been in love?"

"Of course, I've talked about it several times. The relationship that just broke up lasted for two and a half years." Yang Ming sighed, "It's still quite sad."

Catherine wondered, "Why did you break up?"

"The reason is very complicated, but we still maintain a good relationship," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Do you want to experience the feeling of breaking up?"

"Pooh!"

Catherine rolled her eyes: "Can you chat?"

"It's not that I don't know how to chat, but that there are many things that I can't chat casually, sister." Yang Ming stretched out his finger and poked the back of Catherine's hand, "Our identities are too different."

Catherine said: "I don't think there is any difference in identity, I can still be called a human being for the time being."

Yang Ming: "You want to fuck me?"

"Ah, I mean," Catherine glanced aside, "If one day we realize that we can surpass the relationship of friends, I may ask you to experience what love is. Of course, a complete love may also include the part of breaking up. .”

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled, stretching out his right hand.

"what?"

"Come on, I'll give you an experience card," Yang Ming said, "One hour boyfriend experience, we can get straight to the point."

"Can it still be like this?"

Catherine hesitated for a while, and lightly knocked Yang Ming's right hand away.

"Be respectful, be careful, I will really beat you up!"

"Well, I'm being self-indulgent," Yang Ming put his hands back into his coat pockets, "Then don't regret it, not every outstanding woman can get my experience card."

"You seem to be the slutty aristocratic iron slag man mentioned on the Internet."

"I'm very specific, and my ex-girlfriends think so."

Yang Ming exhaled lightly, facing the night wind, it was rare for him to relax his tense nerves.

The city ahead is divided into upper, middle and lower floors, and each floor has its own style and price.

"I may be transferred in a few days," Catherine said. "The empire has already identified the source of this attack, and there will be another large-scale war. Bligh and I will also go out with the army."

Yang Ming said: "Many people will die."

"Yes, not only will many people die, there will also be the collapse of the political system, and even a nation will disappear."

Catherine's sigh rings in the wind:

"This is my other side. I will become a weapon in the hands of the empire, to conquer all existences that dare to offend the empire."

"Will there be psychological pressure?"

"Yes, but not many. My ability is limited. I can only protect the people of the empire." Catherine's eyes were mostly firm. "The enemies of the empire are all my enemies."

"For example, what if the white ghost betrayed the empire?" Yang Ming asked softly, "I know you like this guy very much."

Catherine smiled: "Like and appreciation come from personal feelings, and my first obedience is loyalty and obedience. Of course, I am not loyal to a certain person. I am loyal to this country, this whole, the Sherman Empire. What about you? Are you planning to develop on Yaha Planet next?"

"Yes," Yang Ming scratched his head, "I'm not as enlightened as you. I used to think about accumulating fame through the police system, but now I realize that it's too slow, too slow for my goal. .”

"Are you anxious to get ahead?"

"I want to gain a certain amount of influence so that my voice can be heard above."

Yang Ming squinted and smiled: "So I decided to go another way."

"What way?"

"Media," Yang Ming said, "I found that the empire's media system is a bit weak. Celebrities and radio stations still account for a large proportion of public opinion. I want to influence the empire through the media."

"Uh," Catherine felt a little strange about this, "and then?"

"Then look for an opportunity to break into the high-level circle of the empire. This may be a shortcut that I have ignored before." Yang Ming looked at the night sky, "No one can repel me before I reach my destination."

Catherine was watching Yang Ming's side face, unable to look away for a while.

...

"Tsk, isn't Sherman declaring full-scale war on the New Federation?"

The Free United States of the Milky Way, a corner of the capital of the first star country.

Several gray-haired old men sat on the sofa, the hot drinks in their hands were emitting light white smoke, and the shadows cast by the dim light covered their faces.

In the corner, a young man crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and his thumbs were circling and chasing each other.

He said slowly: "Everyone, do you believe what I said now? Although the current situation in the Milky Way is slightly different from what I know, the Sherman Empire is a strong outsider and a middle-ranking man. The strength and courage to go to war."

"Forerunner, this proves nothing."

"My patience is limited," the young man's eyes became sharper. "Of course, this is what I ask of you. I must lower my stance. Our goal is the same, to let the mighty empire quickly weaken."

An old man laughed and said, "You need to continue to prove your worth."

"Really?" The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile flashed across his eyes, "My information base is not just an empire that will have the next twenty years."

His figure gradually dissipated, using a holographic projection.

"See you tomorrow, Toutiao, old man."

"Send some men to get rid of him."

"Who does he think he is?"