Walk alone in the abyss

Made!

Why is this map of Yan Kingdom so short? I'll just send you a proposition!

Within three seconds of staring at the old emperor's old face, Yang Ming understood his dangerous situation at the moment.

He cannot give this blood.

First, the emperor forbids biochemical modification. The emperor desires to have a longer lifespan, but for the stability of the empire, the throne must be renewed continuously. The emperor is given this blood. If the matter is exposed, the emperor will not be able to take the blame. Still him.

He will be accused of crimes and become the enemy of the Imperial Army, the House of Elders, the nobles and even the princes and daughters.

Second, there is a risk of being cloned. No one can be sure to what extent the empire's current biotechnology has reached, and to what extent it has researched the ancient god cells.

Third, the emperor assumes that the transformation of the ancient god's life body has been completed, even if it is the "third level" ancient god's life body at the lowest end of the food chain, with the power in the hands of the emperor, he and the Valkyrie will eventually become blood transfusion pumps. And if the emperor was killed by the derivatives of this blood, the debt would still fall on him.

Yang Ming was able to get the opportunity to meet the emperor. From the perspective of the empire, it was because the emperor wanted this toolman to make a political show and seek a historical position, not because of his great strength.

From the emperor's personal point of view, this is actually just an unimportant attempt.

Yang Ming originally thought that he had just made such great contributions to the empire and was in the honeymoon stage with the empire, but he did not expect this 'relationship' to be so vulnerable.

Now, is there any way to allow myself to refuse the emperor's request, and to ensure that I can continue to hang around in the empire...

"Your Majesty," Yang Ming said softly, "Sorry, I can't give you this blood."

The emperor's smile didn't change in any way, he just raised his eyebrows slightly, squinted and smiled: "You're rejecting me, aren't you?"

"No, it's not a refusal."

The thoughts in Yang Ming's heart turned rapidly.

He refused, and the emperor would not touch him directly. This emperor seemed to like 'fame' very much.

"Your Majesty, let me tell you about the dangers of this incident in detail. You know my name, White Specter. I have the courage to ask, do you know where it came from?"

Yang Ming was betting that His Majesty the Emperor would not read too many files from the Military Intelligence Bureau.

The emperor smiled and said, "Let's hear it."

"Because, I have actually died once."

Yang Ming sighed lightly.

The emperor couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Faya, you should be familiar with this term, it refers to a civilization."

The emperor sat up, moved to Yang Ming's side, and said in a low voice, "Where did you get this word?"

"I have contacted them, Your Majesty," Yang Ming said, "This is related to the power I got. You should have heard that I have a high-ranking life form, the Valkyrie, right? She is the work of Faya."

The emperor's eyes flickered with fire of thought, frowning and staring at Yang Ming.

"Young man, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know for sure and clearly," Yang Ming said with clear and sincere eyes.

When he was reading novels in his hometown on Earth, he came across a sentence by chance - the most perfect lies in the world are all made up of truth, and only part of the information needs to be disassembled from the truth.

The old emperor seemed a little nervous about the word Faya.

Yang Ming waited quietly, the old emperor's eyes gradually regained his composure.

He whispered: "Hantton, this is a taboo, absolutely don't mention it to outsiders."

"It's because the person in front of me is you," Yang Ming said, "If there is only one person in the human civilization of the galaxy who knows the existence of this name, it must be you."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the emperor's mouth: "Keep talking... don't worry, no one can hear our conversation, the two behind me are deaf-mute."

"Kigrov's experiment is inherited from the research project of the empire that has lasted for hundreds of years. The sample of this research is the ancient god cell group."

Yang Ming spoke unhurriedly, making sure that the emperor could understand the logic inside.

"Under normal circumstances, the cells of the ancient gods are unable to maintain the state of cell clusters, they will either die rapidly, or proliferate and split into new ancient gods' life forms.

"But don't you doubt that the empire can hold cell clusters for hundreds of years?"

"They told me it was our technology that had reached this level."

"This is extremely ridiculous," Yang Ming said, "I don't intend to slander your loyal scientific research team, but there is one thing, this is very important, if I want to disappear in front of you, I can directly let this body destroy itself, The ego is battered and regenerated through the clumps of cells I set aside on the outside."

The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yang Ming smiled bitterly: "Although the process will be very painful, I will further lose my sanity as a human being. You should have studied me, so you know that I have fought with the Valkyrie several times, and every time I can kill her, But she always revived because I couldn't find her reserved cell mass."

"You wait for a while."

The emperor stretched out his hand to the side, and a maid brought a 'tablet'.

The emperor leaned to the other side, held the tablet and looked at it for a while, then quickly threw the tablet aside, turned his head and stared at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming: ...

Feelings, this is just investigating his details!

"You are not a product of our civilization," the emperor said regretfully.

Yang Ming nodded slowly, and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, I survived because of the interference of the Faya people. Only with the help of the Faya people can the grafting of the ancient god's life form be completed.

"And the probability of this is very low, the Faya people told me that they have been continuously adjusting the human samples from the very beginning of the experiment, and started directly on the human embryos.

"In the end, the one that most fits the characteristics of the experiment is the Valkyrie, the daughter of Professor Kigrov, cultivated by the Fayas from embryos."

The emperor's eyes burst into two lights, and he asked in a low voice: "Kigrov reformed his daughter? Oh, that's right! Things have become a little exciting."

"This is a tragedy," Yang Ming sighed, "So the Valkyrie hates the Empire... But please rest assured, Your Majesty, in one day, the Valkyrie will not become a trouble to the Empire, and I have sufficient confidence to defeat her again .”

"I believe you," the emperor patted Yang Ming's arm, and suddenly changed the topic, as if he asked casually, "Have you communicated directly with the Faya people?"

"Yes."

The emperor seems to have found a new point of interest: "Face to face, just like our communication?"

Yang Ming pondered for a while, and began to describe in detail the process of his contact with the Faya civilization. Before communicating with each other, he even exaggerated the description of a battle between him and the Valkyrie.

The emperor was very engrossed in listening, and would interrupt Yang Ming from time to time to ask a question or two about the civilization of the Faya people.

These contents, Yang Ming answered truthfully, without any concealment.

The princes and elders below looked up at the dark high platform every few minutes.

His Majesty the Emperor...the taste has changed?

"Faya."

The emperor sighed softly, leaned on the sofa, his eyes were far away.

"Unexpectedly, the official channels of the empire, the communication with the Faya people can only be in the form of small pieces of paper, and you have already had direct contact with the Faya people."

Yang Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, this kind of contact is not a good thing for me... I am a weapon, a weapon of the Fayas. They will force me to devour the Zerg step by step, so that I will eventually lose my personality and become a monster." A real killing weapon."

"Hendon, I can only express my sympathy to you," the emperor almost laughed out loud.

Yang Ming: ...

"Your Majesty, do you still want to use my blood?"

"If you are a masterpiece of the Faya civilization, they will not allow the emperor of the empire to complete the experiment. I will definitely play myself to death, so I might as well take more tonics."

The emperor said calmly:

"But later, you need to go outside the main hall and leave a piece of blood, which I will seal in the elders' house in the name of the royal family.

"This is proof of your loyalty to the Empire."

Yang Ming said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty... If this gene is leaked, it may cause dissatisfaction among the Faya people."

The emperor smiled and said, "Without the help of the Faya people, it would be impossible to complete the ancient god gene fusion experiment, or even store your blood, so what are you worried about?"

"You're right, I left blood as a backup after I went out," Yang Ming laughed, "I was worrying too much, the Faya people gave me a lot of anxiety."

"They also gave me some anxiety," the emperor said indifferently, "what the emperors of the empire called one of the three major taboos is the small note that communicates with the Faya people. A tool to turn the situation around, but don’t use it if you don’t have to.”

Yang Ming thought about it seriously.

Good guy, the Sherman Empire is so desperately trying to raise the level of civilization, there are also shadows of the Faya people behind it?

Three taboos? What are the other two?

"Okay, let's talk about this for today."

The emperor sighed without interest:

"I am very pleased that you can open up and say this to me, a bad old man, and I have detected a rare respect in you.

"You can actually use the Faya civilization to make me quit, but you didn't.

"If you still refused to keep the blood just now, I will let them throw you into those nutrition jars tomorrow... You can deal with that Ji, Brother Ji..."

Yang Ming reminded: "Kigrov, Your Majesty."

"You can handle Kigrov's daughter, right? My knight."

"I'm 100% sure!"

Yang Ming spoke loudly.

The emperor showed a charming smile, found a somewhat dim metal nameplate under the pillow beside him, and threw it into Yang Ming's hand.

"From now on, you will be mine. The Elder's House will arrange various benefits for you, and they will give you follow-up rewards... You have to be careful. In the noble circle, there are many crazy women who eat people and don't spit out their bones. They have long been salivating over the white ghost, hahaha!"

Yang Ming took the metal nameplate over and immediately got up to give a military salute.

The emperor waved his hand, and Yang Ming backed away wisely, casually pushed the sofa he had been sitting on to the back, stepped back down the steps, and then turned around and walked back to his seat.

Elder Pi Sen immediately came up to him, with a smile on his face and drooping shoulders, he took the initiative to hold the wine glass sideways, and lightly touched Yang Ming's wine glass.

"Please take care of me in the future."

The elder said so.

...

After Yang Ming finished communicating with the old emperor, the banquet soon came to an end.

Both the elders' house and the military department received orders from the emperor. More than a dozen elders, generals, and ministers who had shown up before gathered in a meeting room again, and there were more than a dozen people in white coats beside them, forming a Research Team.

Elder Pi Sen brought Yang Ming here, closed the door on his own initiative, and waited outside.

Yang Ming raised his hand to touch the new badge pinned to his chest, and many old people showed a little smile.

"Handon, please come this way," an elder enthusiastically said, "Don't worry, this time is just a sample storage of your blood, and there will be no research or study."

"yes!"

Yang Ming gave a military salute, walked to the simple equipment with a relaxed face, rolled up his sleeves, and stretched out his arms.

The female nurse at the side immediately came up with the sterilized syringe.

This needle tube is obviously a special thing. Nowadays, painless blood draws are done by pasting a small piece of paper on the skin to collect the blood that needs to be used.

The actual situation in the society is that because various radiation detectors are mature enough, blood tests are rarely used.

A few seconds passed, and the female nurse's expression was a little nervous.

Yang Ming's skin was soft to the touch, but the needle tip couldn't penetrate it at all.

"Let me do it," an elderly doctor at the side came over, grabbed Yang Ming's arm, pursed his lips, concentrated his strength, and stabbed forward fiercely.

Yang Ming turned his head subconsciously.

The shadow of his childhood is about to be summoned!

Click.

The needle broke immediately.

A group of nurses looked at each other in blank dismay. The needles they used, but...

"Use a laser to burn it," Yang Ming reminded, "This is the only way now."

The doctors and nurses nodded quickly, and the old people at the conference table came over curiously.

After tossing back and forth for half a galaxy, a beam of laser light finally melted Yang Ming's skin... In the end, it was Yang Ming who squeezed out a dozen drops of blood and was quickly put into a special container by the other party.

"It's amazing."

"Hendon, are you still human? Sorry, maybe I'm a little presumptuous."

"Of course it's a human being," Yang Ming smiled and stood up, putting on a military jacket for himself.

The wound on the back of his hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cells were rapidly and properly dividing and proliferating, leaving only a layer of black film on the back of his hand, which was bounced away by Yang Ming.

"My lords, my mission is over, can I leave?"

The rosy-faced elder said softly: "There will be a celebration ceremony in the Elder's House, and all the nobles who accompanied the army will be invited, and there will be a few princesses on the scene, Hanton, do you..."

"There will be a meeting in the military department later," the military department reminded, "We need to ask Hanton to discuss the follow-up disposal of that fortress. After all, he captured it all by himself."

Yang Ming said: "My lords, please give me an order directly after discussing my next mission. I will take my leave first... Your Majesty's guards are already chasing me away."

The old people nodded with a smile.

Yang Ming saluted left and right, then left the conference room with his head held high.

In a place where no one was around, the corner of Yang Ming's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times.

Did he lose or gain today?

After losing more than a dozen drops of blood, he got an awesome-looking badge given by the old emperor, and now he doesn't even know the name of this badge.

Did he really bluff the old emperor?

Is imperial power really restrained?

Yang Ming was inexplicably confused, he just wanted to quickly return to Catherine's soft and intoxicating embrace, he felt absolutely insecure here.

Almost as soon as Yang Ming left the Emperor Starship.

"Director, Director, come and see! There is a problem with the experimental sample!"

"Damn it, what did you do! This is an order from His Majesty himself!"

"The cells lose their activity and are rapidly necrotic... It was detected that the biological energy escaped, and the powerful biological energy contained in it disappeared out of thin air!"

"We are dead!"

At the same time, Yang Ming felt the warmth on the back of his hand, as if an extremely weak energy flowed into the previous wound.

He didn't pay much attention, after all, this level of biological energy was too low.

...

A few galaxies later.

A transport ship slowly left the Stinger, Yang Ming sat in the ascending elevator, playing with the badge in his hand.

"Wow," Lu's voice suddenly sounded, "The badge of the Imperial Star Guard Knights! Boss, you are really the confidant of His Majesty the Emperor of the Sherman Empire!"

Yang Ming asked, "Is this thing famous?"

"It's not famous, but the old nobles know it! I also spent 0.0001 milliseconds searching for this part of the information!"

Xiaolu excitedly explained:

"There are only twelve such badges in the empire!

"It's an old tradition from the days of Founding Emperor Levi Sherman!

"Although up to now, its wearer no longer has the power of imperial officials to kill first, but it is also an extremely rare and precious honor! With this thing, you can enter and leave the various noble clubs in the Emperor Star Circle at will Already!"

Yang Ming sighed: "Is it great?"

"It's amazing!"

"In exchange for blood."

Yang Ming sighed faintly: "I wouldn't be surprised if the empire would create a clone of me one day."

"Actually, you have no choice," Lv laughed. "Since you want to gain a foothold in the empire, you must further trust each other with the empire. Sometimes, the form of many things is greater than the actual meaning, but this form is an indispensable step."

"this……"

gurgling

Whales in deep space.

Yang Ming frowned and turned his head, closed his eyes, but opened them immediately in a second.

"Lun move the Valkyrie! Quick!"