Walk alone in the abyss

Catherine's transfer was rejected.

In the call video, her expression was a bit depressed, Yang Ming tried to calm her emotions, but many words came to her lips, but she couldn't express them clearly.

How could he comfort Catherine?

To say, 80% of the world is still kind, or does it mean that no matter how human society changes, this part of the dirt will be produced?

Catherine understands these reasons, she just can't accept the reality she sees.

In the final analysis, it is also due to the consistent publicity of the empire, which promotes the Emperor Star too brightly. Bathing in the glory of the Emperor Star is the lifelong yearning of many citizens of the Sherman Empire, but in fact it is full of dirt.

"Catherine," Yang Ming said in a deep voice, "maybe you can try to let go of these emotions and just treat this as a job."

"Well," Catherine sat behind the desk covering her forehead, "you don't have to worry about me, I'm just dissatisfied, but I won't do anything radical."

"I'll negotiate with Director Ruiwa."

"No," Catherine said immediately, "Ming, please let me handle my affairs. I appreciate your concern for me, but we are in a relationship, not father and daughter. I cannot rely on you in every aspect."

"No problem," Yang Ming said seriously, "Protect yourself, and find a way to communicate with me when you're in a bad mood."

"No problem," Catherine smiled a little, "I re-planned my patrol route, just stay away from the manors of those princes and nobles. There are still some scattered cities here. After all, this planet needs to work. , also requires a large number of technical personnel.”

The two chatted for a few more words. Catherine's extraterrestrial patrol had come to an end, so she could only hang up the communication reluctantly.

Edwan muttered beside him: "Hiss——White Specter and the Captain of the Empire's Super Transformer, if they give birth to offspring, will it directly burst into combat power?"

"You think I'm a Super Saiyan?"

"What?"

"Ah, it's okay... Let's go, let's play ball!"

Yang Ming easily lifted Edwan up.

Edwan complained a few words that he just finished work and wanted to rest for a while, but he happily rushed to the beach not far away, surrounded by a group of handsome men and women with admiring eyes.

The most down-to-earth emperor in the history of Luofeng Empire is none other than this guy.

Yang Ming had just played for a while, when he was dragged back to the rest area by the continuous life-threatening serial calls, and he could only watch helplessly as Edwang picked up the girl through his twerk.

No way, the Honorary Viscount of the Sherman Empire is so busy.

Lu's reminder came from the hidden earphone: "Boss, Director Ruiwa seems to be in a hurry."

"Remember to modify my facial features and background."

Yang Ming deliberately coughed a few times, turned on the shielding device, and chose to connect to the communication.

His background suddenly became an elegant and quiet high-end ward. He was originally shirtless, but he also wore an 'extra' medical uniform.

"Oh," Director Ruiwa frowned, "Are you feeling better?"

"Fortunately," Yang Ming said weakly, "This is the price, Director."

"Sorry, I shouldn't have bothered you."

Director Ruiwa sighed softly:

"This call is a bit personal, Hanton, are you in love with Catherine?"

"Yes," Yang Ming nodded immediately, "Our relationship is quite good, and we both like to get along with each other."

"It's very good, I mean, she can enrich her life by experiencing love, which is very good," Director Ruiwa said, "Her mood may be a bit depressed recently, which can easily lead to some serious problems, I hope If you have the opportunity to talk to her, chat with her more, or you can record a video, and I will pass it to her for you."

Yang Ming suddenly said: "Why did the director reject her application for job transfer?"

Director Ruiwa frowned slightly: "It seems that I was worrying too much. You have been communicating all the time, so there is nothing else to do."

Yang Ming said again: "Are there many overhaulers in this situation?"

"That's not what you should be asking."

"No, director, I think you need to tell me this," Yang Ming said indifferently, "If the super-modifiers get out of control, unless you use the Invincible Fleet, you will suffer huge losses, and I, the one who has not been marked Branding, the modified body of the ancient god who is loyal to the empire, can help you resolve a lot of troubles."

Director Rewa slowly crossed his hands on the table.

Yang Ming smiled and said: "We should trust each other, Director, you should know what I want, a higher title, a higher status and more fame. If you think I am a danger to the empire, you can choose Keep your distance from me."

"Yes, you have ambitions, and your ambitions meet the expectations of the elders."

Director Rewa frowned slightly:

"Although this is confidential, you, as a member of the super-reformers, also have the authority to know part of it.

"Now there are more than a dozen super-reformers showing varying degrees of disgust with the Emperor Star, accounting for about one-sixteenth of the total number of super-reformers transferred to the Emperor Star at this moment."

Yang Ming wondered: "Why are so many super reformers transferred to Emperor Star? Just for patrolling? Isn't this a waste of high-end combat power? Although super reformers did a lot of dirty work for the elders' house before, they paid attention to efficiency anyway. .”

Director Ruiwa didn't answer, but said: "The imprint of thought you mentioned just now deviates from the effect we expected."

"Or," Yang Ming said with a smile, "in the branding originally set by the Presbyterian Court, the imperial power was deliberately downplayed, and the main body of allegiance was the empire itself. However, after the super-reformers entered the Emperor Star, the ideological branding had a counterproductive effect."

Director Ruiwa remained silent.

Yang Ming's smile gradually subsided, and he sat there lost in thought.

Regarding the current situation in the Milky Way, the information in "Abyss" has no reference value.

Yang Ming said: "The essence of this matter is that His Majesty the Great Emperor suddenly wants to take back part of his power, right?"

"Handon, it doesn't make sense for you to conclude these things," Director Rewa said, "The elders called you to enter the Emperor Star several times, and I dragged you there on the grounds that you were recuperating, but if His Majesty asks why you didn't In Emperor Star, there will be some trouble."

Yang Ming smiled, and a little light flickered in his eyes: "Director, the Emperor Star has been a little abnormal recently, I suggest that the super-modifiers who feel uncomfortable with the Emperor Star leave."

"Emperor Star will never be normal or abnormal. Emperor Star will run forever. Hanton, this is an unshakable core principle," Director Rewa reminded, and couldn't help but add, "In this matter, we No say, but I'll give it a try."

"I thank the director for Catherine and the others."

"Take good care of your wounds. Avoiding the vortex is a wise choice. Please give me more proof that you are recuperating later. In addition..."

Director Ruiwa said meaningfully:

"Your background is too fake."

Yang Ming's expression froze.

...

Emperor star, whirlpool.

What problems will arise in the center of the Sherman Empire?

In the seaside banquet hall at night, wealthy businessmen and celebrities from the Luofeng Empire gathered together.

In the stands on the second floor, Edwan pulled seven or eight spokespersons of large capitals from multinational groups to chat about investment prospects.

Yang Ming was eating and drinking in the corner, standing in front of him were four young female guards wearing small dresses.

They have good faces and slender figures, but their eyes are fierce, blocking all women who want to come up to talk to Yang Ming.

——Actually, because of the advanced medical aesthetics and mature technology, as long as a girl has a heart, her appearance can become beautiful according to her own characteristics. Many countries will legislate to stipulate that the degree of adjustment of residents' appearance cannot exceed 5%~10%.

This is His Highness Emilia's bodyguard team, temporarily sent to protect Yang Ming.

Of course, they mainly guard Yang Ming's waistband.

"Wow! Look who this is!?"

A slightly exaggerated voice sounded from the side, Yang Ming didn't need to look up, he had already grinned, but he looked up and turned his head to take a sip of his drink.

An energy tycoon with the same classic hairstyle as Einstein, wearing a neat dress, holding a diamond-encrusted wine glass, and wearing ten large shining precious metal rings, the wrinkles on his old face are obviously less. The material of the last row of elements in the periodic table of the periodic table, a specially treated non-radioactive large chain, almost blinded Yang Ming's big eyes.

Yang Ming laughed and cursed: "My first mate, what the hell are you wearing?"

"Isn't it expensive?"

Kolev swayed his body to the beat of the drum, and sat down beside Yang Ming amidst the smiles on the faces of the four maids.

"It's not bad, life now."

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly: "I'm out there beating life and death, and you're enjoying life here, do you still think I tricked you into coming here?"

"Of course," Kolev took a sip of his wine, "Life has not found a new meaning, but has entered a new stage of enjoyment... I yearn for your life, my dear nephew, I want to go on a long voyage and appreciate The customs of different planets."

Yang Ming said solemnly: "I want to take my wife's ashes and the gene sequence nameplate, and enter the eternal voyage on the edge of the Milky Way."

Kolev suddenly choked.

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows: "How is Mimi Li recently? Are you still pursuing her pirate dream?"

"She has recently expanded her fleet and built a 500-meter-class star cruiser," Kolev frowned. Pirates with combat power will become thorns in the eyes of those small countries, after all, this really affects the safety of those small countries."

Yang Ming wondered, "Is she saving money so fast?"

"It was given to her by Lu," Kolev sighed. "Mimily is not only helping me now, she is also helping you to intimidate some small countries and pave the way for Luofeng to annex them."

Yang Ming: ...

He had read Li's report on this, but there were too many things to do, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Yang Ming said: "If you don't want Mimi Li to participate, I will ask Li to stop supporting her."

Kolev immediately shook his head and said, "No, no, this is very good. She has you watching, Lu helps, and Molly is by her side. I can feel at ease."

"That's good. Mimily has leadership skills and is a rare talent."

"However, there is something about her that needs your help."

Kolev hooked Yang Ming's neck with his backhand, and asked in a low voice, "Is my daughter beautiful?"

"That can be said to be the beauty of the galaxy."

"Molly told me that her preferences are a little strange... It's a little hard to say. Of course, I respect her and everything about her, and I can accept it, but I still hope you can help me persuade her."

Yang Ming muttered, "You finally found out."

"You already knew?"

"Don't worry, I didn't attack my niece, you know, I don't lack women," Yang Ming quickly explained.

Kolev's eyes were full of sharp light: "Are you guilty?"

"How can it be."

"Hmph, my daughter is so beautiful, it's normal for you to have some thoughts," Kolev said indifferently, "But you can refuse her invitation a few times, which also won my respect."

Yang Ming asked, "Has she fallen in love?"

"No," Kolev said, "She yearns for the strong, and never looks directly at those who succumb to her deterrent power."

The old man's voice stopped, and he said in a low voice: "Besides this matter, there is a second matter... Her problem is actually a bit serious, and she has a very strong rebellious feeling towards me. She will only listen to you when you speak. She wants to transform herself, and is now more inclined to mechanical transformation."

"Mechanical modification?"

The famous NPC "Star Widow" Mimi Li in "The Abyss" appeared in Yang Ming's mind. Her most powerful state seems to be that she is connected to a powerful mech with a height of 1,000 meters.

Of course, that is the form of the legion-level boss, and the form of the team-level boss is still the type with a voluptuous figure and a beautiful face, and there are indeed traces of mechanical transformation on his body.

By the way, the nickname of Starry Sky Widow is not because she is a widow herself, but because she made widows.

Because her fleet has been fighting all over the interstellar, she has been counted as the number of kills, and most of the soldiers serving in the fleets of various countries are men, so she has gained this 'reputation'.

Kolev sighed: "Help me, I really can't do anything."

Yang Ming said quietly, "Do you discriminate against reformed people?"

"of course not."

Kolev said indifferently:

"My concept is very interstellar.

"However, with the death rate of biochemical modification still high, what parent would want to see their children transformed into half-human, half-mechanical bodies?

"In order to reduce rejection, the skin is burned, injections are injected, and mechanical parts are removed, and the body becomes disabled.

"Most of the mechanical transformation is the direction considered by amputee wounded. She is a sound, complete and healthy human being. She is still very young, and no matter how strong her personal strength is, she cannot achieve substantial improvement as her own fleet."

Yang Ming asked: "Why does she insist on reforming?"

"In order to catch up with you," Kolev drank his drink, "help me."

Yang Ming nodded, and said softly: "Let her come over, I'll wait for her in Ilanduo, and I will take her around, but I can't guarantee whether I can persuade her."

"It will be effective if you open your mouth," Kolev breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Ming was feeling a little perplexed in his heart, and told Kolev about the current abnormal situation of Emperor Star, and wanted to ask Kolev for his opinion.

When the two chatted for more than a galaxy in the corner, Kolev thought about it carefully, but failed to give any constructive suggestions.

"Don't be an enemy of the Sherman Empire."

This was what Kolev said most that night.

...

On the border of the empire, a stinger ship that has just completed a secret mission is working on energy storage before the next jump.

On the bridge, on the captain's chair, Bligh, who was wearing a gray-white robe, lay on his back, with a paper book on his face, as if he could directly absorb the knowledge in it.

From the side came the discussion of several overhaulers in the same industry:

"Hey, what is this going to do? Why did you gather us all to the Emperor Star?"

"Is it necessary to conduct large-scale experiments in advance?"

"Don't be crowed, I still have twelve years to be cool! You really hit the mark, then I will be at a loss!"

"I heard from them that there are problems with the ideological branding of many overhaulers, and it may be necessary to do a new ideological branding on a large scale..."

"real?"

"Who knows."

Blaine frowned slightly.

If he branded his mind again, would his abnormality be discovered? If this is the case, it doesn't matter if you sacrifice yourself, but it would be bad if you exposed the master's ambition.

Master's ambition? Oh, no no, this adjective is not beautiful enough, it should be a great and firm ambition.

Although the master didn't express it clearly, Bligh was sure that there would be no mistakes in his comprehension and deduction.

Hum, hum.

Bly took down his book and switched on the communicator.

The super-reformers not far away immediately shut up, as if they were 'scared' by the movement from Bligh.

Bligh, who was still a little sleepy at first, immediately cheered up after seeing the initiator's portrait.

is the master.

[Emperor star is different, be careful, be more aware of self-protection. 】

More awareness of self-preservation?

Master mean?

Bligh turned his head slowly and looked at the super reformers who were bowing their heads, with a charming smile on the corner of his mouth.

He got it.