Amidst the sound of gurgling water, Yang Luo raised his head in front of the shower, luxuriously enjoying the shower in space.
Yang Luo feels very good now.
After half a day of deep sleep, his mental state has recovered to some extent. The continuous burst of red shock waves released before has somewhat overdrawn Yang Luo's spirit.
After the Queen's death, Yang Luo also fell from that state of feeling without emotion, and the fatigue came over him like a tsunami.
What the hell is that shock wave?
Mental power? The embodiment of mind power? The special brain waves of ancient gods?
Yang Luo didn't know.
The extent of his understanding of his body is limited to his amazing endurance. In all aspects.
The sound of water stopped, and Yang Luo walked out of the narrow 'cylinder' bathing circle. The warm wind blowing from all directions quickly took away the water droplets on his body.
Putting on underwear made of super-tough material and a spacesuit in the cabin, Yang Luo looked in the mirror and found that he had gone through the previous battle.
There are no obvious changes in appearance.
But when he clenched his fist and punched, he could clearly feel his strength increasing.
The exact amount of improvement will require a series of tests, but Yang Luo estimates that the improvement this time will be much greater than the one two years ago.
"well."
Yang Luo sighed softly and showed a satisfied smile.
He became obsessed with the sense of security that came from growing stronger.
Closing his eyes and opening his hands, a rich red light shield appeared around Yang Luo, holding him up slowly and moving smoothly from side to side.
Finally, it has a bit of the majesty it had when it was “fresh out of the can”!
I don’t know if Hera can produce any research results.
"boss."
Lu's voice sounded outside.
"We are almost at Count Mensa's fief."
Yang Luo remembered that he still had things to do, straightened his collar, landed smoothly on the ground, and opened the door to the lounge.
Two crawler robots passed each other in front of Yang Luo.
A realistic projection of Law appears aside.
"Has the matter been investigated clearly?" Yang Luo asked.
"The information that has been captured is very vague."
Lu said softly:
"The incident occurred in Count Mensa's manor, and relevant information was blocked immediately."
"After all, this is a scandal in Count Mensa's family."
"All we know now is that Count Mensa's grandson was seriously injured, with a penetrating wound to his abdomen. The murder weapon was the metal sword worn by Her Royal Highness Princess Emilia. The one you gave her as a gift, boss."
Yang Luo frowned and asked: "Emilia stabbed the heir to the earl?"
"Hmm," Lu shrugged, "The attack was quite harsh, but because the sword missed his vital point, this guy is fine."
Yang Luodao: "How old is the count's grandson?"
"Twenty-one years old. He is a typical imperial noble. He is uneducated and has a high self-esteem. However, there has been no sign of falling out with Emilia before."
Lu added a few more words of explanation:
"Before, because Feinan was far away from here, and I put all my computing power into maintaining the stability of the live broadcast server, I didn't pay much attention to Emilia."
"Count Mensa is still restrained now. He just asked the Imperial Court of Nobles to intervene. The count's son is more excited."
"Advan has received the news and sent his trusted ministers to mediate. The Imperial Foreign Affairs Bureau has also intervened in the investigation."
"The trouble with this matter is that Emilia took the initiative to admit that he was the grandson of the Earl who was seriously injured by her. It's a bit difficult for the Foreign Affairs Bureau to want to be a peacemaker."
Yang Luo thought seriously for a few seconds.
"Let the Feinan change direction and go to find the envoy sent by the Luofeng Empire. We can't intervene in the situation if we go there directly."
"Okay boss, let's adjust the course."
Lu's figure disappeared in a flash.
The automatic door of the bridge opened. When 026 saw Yang Luo coming towards him, he subconsciously raised his chest, raised his head, pursed his lips, and crossed his legs. The loose maintenance suit bulged on his upper body, and he trembled at the slightest movement.
Before the atmosphere became slightly awkward, 026 cleared his throat and shouted inside:
"Captain arrives on the bridge!"
Hera, who was staring at the experimental equipment, immediately turned her head and looked over.
Yang Luo blinked at 026, and at this moment he suddenly had the urge to increase her salary.
This little girl really adds a lot of beauty to Feinan.
As for salary increases.
It has been said that he is impulsive, and Boss Yang is best at staying rational.
Hera was wearing a white coat and a ponytail. At this moment, she lifted her goggles to her forehead, took off her disposable gloves, and stared at Yang Luo with complicated eyes.
When Yang Luo came closer, Hera whispered:
"You are not human."
Yang Luo was a little confused.
"What I mean is that you are now a human on the surface, and your organs and body structure are basically consistent with humans," Hera emphasized specifically, "You are more human than ordinary biochemically modified people."
Yang Luo spread his hands: "Well, I'm not happy about this."
Hera said: "The specific data are still being analyzed. What we can determine now are three points. The first is the special magnetic field that appears in your brain. The second is that the various indices of your cell activity have increased sharply in a very short time. The third is that
Third, when you have an outbreak, at least a dozen kinds of organic compounds that are not found in humans appear in your body."
"Then what kind of creature do you think I am?" Yang Luo asked with interest.
After thinking carefully, Hera gave a word that surprised Yang Luo: "Ancient God."
"Why?" Yang Luo asked.
"You are constantly evolving."
"Before and after a battle, there were obvious changes in your body structure. When I say obvious, it may be a very small level in your eyes."
"After you injected the gene stabilizing fluid, your boiling body quickly returned to normal. This shows that your genes have more possibilities for evolutionary variation."
Hera thought seriously:
"I have imagined what will happen if your evolution continues. If you can always remain rational, you will still be a human being. A powerful human being will be close to the theoretically possible god-level life forms. If
You lose control, and the cells in your body begin to proliferate indefinitely, and the direction of evolution is very similar to the life form of the ancient gods."
Yang Luo:
He is truly a biologist.
Hera almost studied him thoroughly!
"Okay Hera," Yang Luo crossed his arms, "Since you can't leave my hand in the future, I can tell you a fact."
"uh-huh?"
"I accepted Kilgrove's transformation experiment and was a product of the Sherman Empire's Valkyrie Project."
Yang Luo saw that Hera was a little surprised, and raised his hand to hug Hera's shoulders.
"My real name is Hanton, the third officer on the Kilgrove test ship. This is my biggest secret. Now you are the only one alive who knows about it."
"I tell you this because I feel that I need to be honest with you. We value each other."
"I was loyal to the empire, but in exchange for it I had a near-death transformation experiment, and when the crisis broke out, I was abandoned by those experimenters. So now I don't want to have too much interaction with the empire officials, but I can't let go of this country.
"
"I am from the Empire. You guessed it right before, but my current political stance is"
"Luo," Hera's eyes flashed slightly.
Her beautiful, expressionless face showed obvious emotions at this moment.
Gentle, warm, and full of touching.
"I'm glad you can reveal this to me, but you don't have to explain too much to me. I can understand your loneliness. We are satisfied partners outside of work. I love you, Luo."
"Hera."
She took off her goggles, slid her white coat back, hooked her delicate arms around Yang Luo's neck, and kissed her.
Yang Luo waved to the robot in the corner, who lowered his head and left in a hurry. At the same time, he set the bridge to privacy mode and turned off most of the lights.
This is the best reward for soldiers after a tragic war.
Boss Yang said this.
Two galactic hours later.
Yang Luo admired his partner's beautiful body and covered the sleeping Hera with a blanket.
He hurriedly left the captain's exclusive lounge and began to prepare to infiltrate the work.
Under the mobilization of Lu, the transport ship on which the Luofeng Empire's "Emergency" mission was docked at a civilian spaceport to replenish energy.
Although the transport ship's energy itself only uses less than one-tenth.
Nowadays, lurking, smuggling, espionage, and smuggling have become Yang Luo's professional skills.
With the help of Lu, he effortlessly found his way into the transport ship and found a corner to hide.
Still idle, Yang Luo began to listen to Lu's report on the reactions of various forces inside and outside the Sherman Empire to the Battle of Zubin.
The White Ghost became really popular in the Sherman Empire and became the "hardcore top"
There's nothing much to say about this.
Yang Luo didn't want to use this fake identity to make money. The appearance of the white ghost was just to facilitate him to harvest the Zerg to increase his strength.
The Sherman Empire officially commended White Ghost and invited White Ghost to contact the imperial government. They will give White Ghost the honor and respect it deserves.
Unfortunately, Yang Luo had no intention of paying attention to them.
The news that interested Yang Luo appeared a long time late.
Zubin lost millions of residents, and insect plagues destroyed major cities. Naturally, the Sherman Empire placed this debt on the shoulders of the New Federation.
The major media within the empire fiercely criticized it, and anti-New Federation demonstrations took place again in various places.
The New Federation's extermination of humanity and the shame of mankind have become the headlines of many countries in the galaxy.
The borders of the New Federation, which had just been quiet for half a month, began to gather powerful fleets of the empire again. The New Federation was also a little angry, but they still chose to endure it.
Resolutely denying the insect burial plan is the foreign policy of the New Federation.
Actively preparing for war but avoiding decisive battles with the main force is the current military policy of the New Federation.
As long as the New Federation continues to declare internally that it is a "small victory" but not a loss" and "it still adheres to the line of freedom and democracy under the coercion of the oldest and most powerful country in the galaxy" the public opinion will not collapse.
War breaks out again on New Federation border.
Yang was quite pleased with this.
Yang Luofu discusses the battle of Zubin Star.
The tragic scene of the imperial soldiers' heroic charge against dozens or hundreds of bugs could not be shaken off in his mind for a long time.
Although the powerful empire was internally corrupt and the top officials were corrupt, the soldiers who came from the common people still maintained their blood. This was the cornerstone of the Sherman Empire's everlasting prosperity.
"Tell me, Lu, how can we defeat the Sherman Empire?"
Yang Luo asked this question with great interest.
Lu's projection appeared on Yang Luo's watch. She was a figure-sized figure, holding her chin and thinking for a while.
"There is only one path."
"What?"
"Destroy the powerful fleet of the Sherman Empire," Lu said softly.
"Beautiful," Yang Luo stretched.
Lu smiled and said: "Boss, Miss Hera seems to be more devoted to you. Your sweet words are too lethal to her whose feelings are as blank as a piece of paper.u."
Yang Luo glared at Xiaolu, who was grinning without any hint of guilt.
"My feelings are genuine. I didn't deceive her in any way."
Then, Yang Luo sat there and fell into deep thought.
Lu glanced at the dial for a while with his hands behind his back. Seeing Yang Luo's gloomy face, he asked in a low voice: "Boss, is there something that Lu didn't deal with?"
"No, I was thinking about an unrelated question."
"What?"
"Say," Yang Luo pondered, "if a planet, a planet that is almost level 0.75, far from reaching the level of first-level civilization, with a population of seven to eight billion, suddenly appeared in the Milky Way, it would
What's the end?"
Lu was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly and said quickly:
"With a civilization level of 0.75, it is still unable to fully utilize all the energy of the planet, and it is also unable to conduct interstellar navigation."
"In this case, only half of the people must live above the dignity line, and the resources that each person can enjoy are limited. Because science and technology are underdeveloped, the living environment is relatively primitive, and people's personal pursuits are limited. One planet can support seven to eight billion people.
Population is possible.”
"I'm really not very good at predicting this kind of thing, boss."
"With a high probability, the Sherman Empire will have an extra group of slaves, the New Federation will have an extra group of black immigrant laborers, and each country will have a little more cheap labor force. In ten or twenty years, only the poor will be left on the planet.
And the old man, and then reduced to a semi-resource star."
"Actually, boss, can I tell the truth?"
"explain."
"If what you are doing now is to allow this planet to survive better, then I suggest that you enter the Sherman Empire to manage power as soon as possible."
Lu said softly:
"Only by gaining a certain right to speak within the empire can we truly protect this planet."
"It will be difficult for the Fallen Empire to get the Sherman Empire to take it seriously within a hundred years, and our Dark Star plan is to deal with bugs and cope with the assessment. There is no way to appear directly in the public eye. To protect such a planet, we need international influence and a fleet.
."
"Boss, how much time do you have?"
"I'm just asking casually," Yang Luo waved his hand calmly, "Delete the content of the conversation just now."
"Yes, boss."
Then Yang Luo sighed softly, looked at the palm-sized porthole, and stared at the empty starry sky through the porthole.
He just mentioned a certain possibility.
And it’s still a relatively ‘friendly’ possibility.
What truth is hidden behind the Earth, Minx Port, "The Abyss", Galactic Civilization, and the Ninth Natural Disaster? He still hasn't been able to find any clear clues.
All I can say is, be prepared.
"Boss," Lu reminded, "Adwang has started a meeting online with the envoys. You can come on stage."
The hatch opened, and a maintenance robot walked in holding an imperial uniform.
Yang Luo quickly changed into his military uniform, put on his leather boots, and put on his military cap. His whole aura became extremely fierce.
A few minutes later.
In front of the conference room in the middle section of the transport ship, a group of Feng Empire soldiers stared eagerly at Yang Luo's figure.
Yang Luo knocked on the door and pushed it straight in.
Adwang's projection looked over and immediately said:
This is your secret assistance. All your actions later will be supervised by Major Yang Luo.
"In the name of Emperor Luofeng, I appoint Major Yang Luo as Luofeng Ambassador, with full authority to deal with the case of the imperial princess Emilia's injury."
Yang Luo immediately gave a military salute.
In front of Edwang's ministers, he would certainly give Edwang enough face.
The Foreign Minister who was originally sitting on the main seat quickly stood up. Yang Luo nodded to him and sat directly over.