Walk alone in the abyss

‘Rely more on your mechanical mastermind. '

When the transport ship landed towards the outer spaceport of Emperor Star, Yang Ming suddenly thought of this sentence.

This is the piece of advice given to him by the elder brother Faya who is in charge of the Valkyrie project. Now it seems...it is really reasonable.

Almost fell into it.

Yang Ming closed his eyes, his mind had been relaxed for the most part, and the package plan he and Lu made was circulating in his heart.

Director Ino's threat did make Yang Ming feel a sense of urgency, but in fact, this threat should not be valid at this stage.

Just like super-reformers will only carry out dimension-ascension experiments after reaching a certain age, and before dedicating themselves, they must be squeezed out of value by the empire.

He is still useful to the empire now.

Of course, everything can't be too absolute, and you can live a long life by doing more coping.

The spaceport is just around the corner.

What Yang Ming needs to do on his side is very simple - to procrastinate.

It takes time for Lily to make all kinds of arrangements. He has to wait for a while to avoid being in the same frame as Daphne, and to hype marriage into a real topic, so that he will fall into absolute passivity.

Where should I go to play the autumn wind next?

Major General Clion and Major General Qiu Lisha seem to be resting at the outer space port of Emperor Star, so it would be nice to visit their house as guests.

Yang Ming glanced at his watch, which showed the current time.

Emperor Star time at 10:21 am.

He has to delay until tonight at least, the task is quite difficult.

...

flew away?

When the old emperor heard the maid's report, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and then clapped his hands and smiled lightly.

"Interesting, interesting. My imperial guard knight is really extraordinary. When reporters blocked the door, he thought of this way and flew away directly, hahaha."

The maid at the side stood quietly, not daring to laugh along with her.

The old emperor asked again: "Where did he go?"

"The Earl of Handon borrowed a small 80-meter-class transport ship from the military, circled the Emperor Star twice, looked at the starry sky outside the atmosphere, and is now heading back to the spaceport."

"What do you think he is afraid of?"

The old emperor asked in puzzlement:

"Isn't this what he wants? My precious daughter is beautiful and pure, with him as the hero of the empire, isn't that just a good couple?

"As long as he cooperates and confirms his relationship with Daphne, the reward that should be given to him later will be doubled naturally?

"This young man really confuses me."

The maid said softly: "Your Majesty, maybe Earl Hanton cannot accept such a big event as marriage for a while."

The old emperor squinted and smiled: "Did you accept his favor?"

The maid hurriedly knelt down, lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, we will never dare to do such a thing. I am completely loyal to Your Majesty, and I will never do anything to favor outsiders."

"Okay, get up."

The old emperor waved his hand and seemed to be in a good mood.

He laughed:

"Honton, you don't understand, he is very conceited, of course he also has the capital of conceit.

"He always thinks that he can get a reward with his own efforts. He still doesn't believe that the feedback mechanism of human society's giving and receiving is either far less than one or far greater than one. If it is really equal to one, then Society has become a pool of stagnant water.

"He always thinks that he only takes benefits and is not restrained. How can there be such a good thing.

"As long as he marries Daphne, I will give him all the power he wants. I hope this guy won't be ungrateful."

A middle-aged maid asked, "Your Majesty, if Earl Hanton rejects your offer, do we need to take compulsory measures against him?"

The old emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded.

"Don't worry, he won't be ignorant of good and evil, I let my uncle do this, just to leave some leeway.

"Heroes of the Empire.

"Imperial heroes who cannot be used by me will only be pests of the empire after all."

Several maids around were thoughtful, and no one dared to remind half a word about this matter.

Emperor Star time, one thirty-five in the afternoon.

The emperor, who had had lunch, enjoyed a funny drama, turned his head and asked, "How is Daphne?"

A maid immediately stepped forward and whispered a report in the emperor's ear.

Daphne was resting at the hotel, and the reporters were waiting below, but there was no sign of the Earl, the hero of the empire. The draft prepared by the reporters could not be released because of the lack of substantive content.

"Can't you combine a few photos?" The old emperor asked with a frown.

The maid whispered: "Your Majesty, if it is a composite photo, it is easy to be dismantled. The scanning technology at this stage is far superior to the composite technology."

"What trouble, what is Hanton doing?"

"Your Majesty, he had lunch...in the barracks at Spaceport No. 3, and was invited to participate in the batting competition held in the afternoon. The soldiers welcomed him very much, and the scene was very lively."

The maid added:

"At this time, if you use synthetic photos to make news, it will be easily overturned by these witnesses, Your Majesty."

The old emperor was inexplicably agitated: "This bastard, how dare you leave my daughter there, my poor Daphne... tell her, if she can't attract Hanton, come back as soon as possible, and I can arrange other things for her." marriage."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The maid clearly heard the old emperor's dissatisfaction.

If Princess Daphne is really obedient and comes back immediately, her future will be in jeopardy.

Ten minutes later, the maid hurriedly came to report: "Your Majesty, His Highness Daphne has set off for the No. 3 spaceport barracks."

"That's right," the old emperor squinted and smiled, "My daughter, you have to take the initiative to grab what you want. Han Dun is also very handsome, isn't he? The life form of the ancient god, oh, his physical strength must be very strong. Excellent, Daphne will be happy, right?"

The maid on the side only dared to bow her head and dare not answer.

The old emperor tapped the armrest of the seat lightly with his fingers, leaned back in the seat, and continued to enjoy the hard-working performances of those comedians.

In the frigate that scrambled off from the surface of Emperor Star.

Daphne was sitting in the corner of the bridge, and two maids were doing her delicate makeup.

The few gossip reporters who followed were frightened by the imperial officers and soldiers walking around at the moment, and they all fidgeted and trembled when they spoke.

Daphne asked, "How long will it take to get to the barracks?"

A maid on the side immediately replied: "After one galaxy hour, count all the distance."

"Ten minutes in advance, let me know that I'm going to find him," Daphne said, "You can tell him directly that this is my father's intention, and let him decide whether to escape after more consideration."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The maid responded softly.

Daphne nodded slightly, continued to close her eyes, and tried her best to adjust her state.

At the same time, Yang Ming, who was chatting and laughing with several officers and rushed to the batting field, his watch vibrated slightly.

He opened it and glanced, and what he saw was a simple text message.

[The emperor intervened directly, and the princess arrived at the barracks an hour later. 】

Actually caught up?

Did the old emperor realize what he was going to do?

It shouldn't be, Lu's actions are all outside the Emperor Star Circle, this time they are going to use the Dark Star's fleet and the mechanical thinking body with a bionic body, this is definitely the strictest level of secrecy.

No matter how powerful the computing power of the empire's national defense system is, and the dark star is physically separated from the border of the empire, it is impossible for information to be stolen.

Yang Ming could only regard this as the old emperor's keen sense of smell.

He thought carefully about how he should deal with the current situation.

"Lord Hunton, what's the matter?"

"Ah, it's okay. I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. Is the infirmary nearby?"

"I'll take you there right away. Did you eat bad food... Will the life forms of the ancient gods also have indigestion? Uh, the procurement in our military canteen is completely transparent, and there is absolutely no corruption."

Yang Ming said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, my genes may be a little unstable, at most I just run out of control, and it has nothing to do with the food in your cafeteria."

Several officers breathed a sigh of relief at first, then swished to the side, looking at Yang Ming with horror in their eyes.

Yang Ming smiled and shook his head.

Today's young military officers are not intimidated.

I hope that the law side can hurry up and do the most important thing beforehand.

At this moment, if you connect to the network throughout the empire, you can see that a wave of public opinion is forming on the network.

【The white ghost has lost itself】.

[The hero of the former empire, now the lackey of the royal family].

[Please treat the heroes of the empire rationally. 】

[Reject blind worship, guide the correct trend, and the main hero against the swarm is the invincible fleet of the empire, not the so-called lone hero. 】

This wave of public opinion rewinds, and the law is naturally behind it.

When the initial wave of public opinion was aroused, the melon-eaters were divided into three camps of support, opposition, and neutrality. Some "extremely good at independent thinking" guys jumped out and began to make remarks that were inconsistent with mainstream views, accusing the white ghost of being in power. depraved.

The vast majority of White Ghost supporters actually don't pay attention to this kind of information flow.

Immediately afterwards, the aristocratic class of the empire, which suffered greatly from the white ghost, heard the news, and many people saw the trend of public opinion and began to spread some so-called black material about the white ghost.

Lil quickly pulled back from the wave.

Without him, the new Federal CIA has already begun to end, and they are the most professional with rhythm.

Although Emperor Star's information is slightly behind, but such a big wave of public opinion, there will naturally be corresponding aftermath here.

When Yang Ming went to the infirmary, several doctors and nurses were also watching related news. After seeing Yang Ming, they immediately put away their network access terminals.

"Help me do a comprehensive inspection."

Yang Ming said in a warm voice, and took the initiative to lie on the searchlight bed, and several doctors and nurses hurried forward.

Yang Ming closed his eyes, crossed his fingers and covered his chest, there was a faint red light flickering under his eyelids, and his fingertips were also trembling rhythmically.

...

Emperor Star time, 2:15 in the afternoon.

In the empire, the outer airspace of a certain planet suddenly became famous because of the white ghost.

Twelve warships with neo-federal style, kept invisible to the detection radar, and quickly approached the planet.

The local local defense force is stationed at a military spaceport a little farther away, and they have secretly seized the space advantage.

Around the twelve ships, officers and soldiers with stiff expressions were standing quietly with their hands behind their backs, and they all had the same image in their eyes.

At this moment, the network of twelve ships made the total of 16,000 mechanical thinking bodies appear on a dark red plain at the same time.

A beam of golden light fell from the sky. At the end of the golden light, the goddess spread her six burning wings, her beautiful face full of seriousness.

This is the ontology of Law, which can be understood as the initial image of the factory.

"The opportunity to serve your father has come."

The faces of the 16,000 mechanical thinking bodies suddenly showed fanatical and joyful expressions, and their eyes became extremely determined.

Law said softly:

"This time the action was rushed, but we had to execute the plan perfectly.

"Please don't be afraid of sacrifice, your data has been backed up, and I will personally wake you up again in the sacred tree.

"Every ship and every high-simulation mechanical god has retained a self-destruct device, don't leave any traces for the empire, otherwise it will endanger our family.

"For the glory of the Father to shine in every corner of the galaxy!"

The consciousness of the mechanical thinking body was synchronized, and the shouts echoed in the imaginary plain.

"For the glory of the Father to shine in every corner of the galaxy!"

Li raised his hand and waved a scepter forward.

"action!"

All over the twelve ships, 16,000 high-fidelity robots started to move at the same time, there were more figures running in an orderly manner in the hull, and a meticulous and extremely calm man and woman were added to each post.

The nine ships slowed down, turned on the full shielding system, and drove slowly in the direction of the local defense fleet, ready for an ambush.

The three ships began to abandon the shielding system, accelerated at full speed, and headed straight for the planet in front.

legal thinking space.

Ritsu, who was wearing a military uniform and short skirt, switched the images on the projection screen in front of him at a speed of tens of thousands of images per second.

A doppelgänger with a somewhat empty name appeared everywhere, constantly receiving information and issuing instructions.

On the surface, the pre-arranged action team, a total of 120 well-trained mechanical thinking bodies with excellent body performance, has begun to raid the target point.

The surrounding deployment of the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau has been completely marked by Law.

More than a dozen agents of the new CIA have also become the target of Lu's attack at this moment, so as to prevent them from standing up and making trouble at critical moments.

There was a not-so-intense exchange of fire on the screen.

Groups of UAVs that were prepared in advance appeared everywhere on the battlefield, carrying out fire suppression with millimeter-level errors in each area.

Pedestrians are everywhere, and ordinary civilians are everywhere, which makes the actions of the law and the mechanical thinking body very restricted.

But fortunately, Law has achieved a comprehensive network advantage.

The "Military Intelligence Bureau" issued a series of thirteen orders, requiring the combatants stationed beside the hero Hanton's parents to retreat, on the grounds that the exchange of fire would harm civilians.

Although the reasons are somewhat outrageous, soldiers must obey orders.

As soon as the two sides in the battle withdrew and advanced, the high points and bunkers quickly changed hands. Dozens of officers of the Military Intelligence Bureau were seriously injured, and their lives should be safe.

Law can only express a verbal apology.

The assault team broke into Handon's house, successfully stunned Handon's parents, and took them hostage.

Dozens of hover vehicles flew by at low altitude, and the fighters quickly withdrew from the battlefield with two hostages.

The local police station and the surface defense force who received the alarm had not yet had time to board the car.

Outside the atmosphere, the three battleships quickly descended, and the convoy of dozens of suspension vehicles rushed into the air at high speed, and directly announced to the local government that they had kidnapped the biological parents of the white ghost Hanton.

About ten minutes later.

The news appeared on the major public opinion platforms of the empire.

When the Empire's local defense fleet completed its emergency assembly and dispatched warships to sail out of the military spaceport, the twelve warships had already started their transition and disappeared into the empire's airspace swaggeringly.

The "ghost parent hijacking case" that shocked half of the galaxy has officially kicked off.

Emperor Star, Spaceport No. 3, and the medical room in the corner of Barracks No. 14.

Yang Ming frowned and sat up, looking at the familiar officer rushing through the door, he showed a somewhat bitter smile.

"They caught my parents, didn't they?"

"Mr. Ghost, please be calm, the Imperial Army has already begun to intercept the enemy ships with all its strength!"

"Get out, let me calm down."

Yang Ming threw the borrowed network access terminal aside, and the scrolling words on it were full of insults and abuse to the white ghost.

A middle-aged officer waved his hand lightly, and the group of medical staff and soldiers retreated at the same time.

A simulated sunlight shone through the window and shone on the hospital bed, illuminating half of Yang Ming's deep face.