The Dongfeng sailed covertly at the border corner of the Luofeng Empire.
On the bridge with the lights turned off, only the projection dials of a few instruments provided weak light sources. Through the wide portholes, which were like the two eyes of the spacecraft, the silent starry sky shone slightly.
"Oh, you are indeed here."
Kolev's voice sounded, disturbing several lamps in the corners of the bridge, illuminating Yang Luo who was lying in the seat.
Yang Luo took off his headphones and yawned at Kolev: "What's wrong, my dear first mate?"
Kolev waved to the seat-track robot on standby next to him, and the latter ran over with a squeaking sound.
It removed his head and made a seat. It even detected that Kolev was an old man who had been sedentary for a long time, and even took an anti-hemorrhoid air cushion from his tool bag.
A little technology, a lot of care.
Kolev sat comfortably on the air mattress, cleared his throat, and stared at Yang Luo with eyes that had seen too much.
"I think we should talk, like old friends," Kolev said slowly, "I didn't know you were burdened with so much pressure before. Yang Luo, or Hanton, you have gained strength, and
Bearing this pressure.”
Yang Luo shrugged: "I still have more pressure. Valkyrie only brings me an existential crisis."
"It's just an existential crisis," Kolev leaned forward, "Isn't that enough? Each of us can only live for ourselves, and we have no way to take care of others. This is what I have learned after living for so many years.
The principles of life and helping others are within the scope of one’s ability.”
"This is different."
Yang Luo breathed out softly: "Each of us has our own social responsibilities, isn't it right?"
//Come on, "Kolev pushed Yang Luo's knee," "The empire abandoned you. In prison, they made you take the blame in exchange for those useless scientific researchers."
"That's not what I'm talking about," Yang Luo said with a smile, "I owe nothing to the Sherman Empire, and I don't need to fulfill any responsibilities for them, but"
Kolev frowned slightly.
Yang Luo licked his lips and took the topic lightly: "Don't worry, I won't kidnap myself with my so-called sense of morality. I am a person with a very low moral bottom line."
"We are all," Kolev said with a smile. "There is a villain living in everyone's heart. The difference lies in whether you indulge this villain or complete assimilation with him."
"Don't mention this anymore."
Yang Luo said seriously:
"Any advice? Regarding my current situation."
"I have thought about it for you for a long time," Kolev crossed his fingers. "I once thought that as long as you give up your identity as Yang, betray the Luofeng Empire, and switch from the bright side to the dark side, then the loss will be minimal, whirling
Know who Yang Luo is."
"Uh-huh," Yang Luo shook his head, "That won't solve the problem at all."
"Yes, Xiaolu said, Valkyrie and you can sense each other's existence, unless you keep that instrument with you all the time."
Kolev muttered a few more times:
"And the Luofeng Empire is very important to you. He is the cornerstone of your development, right?"
"I still have Dark Star," Yang Luo said. "I can take two paths. Now I have one more choice. This is the benefit of registering Dark Star at that time."
"That's true, but pure mechanical civilization cannot exist independently," Kolev said, "I roughly understand that for the assessment task you are conducting, you need first-level, second-level, and third-level civilizations. The distance between the Luofeng Empire and the
Although the third-level civilization is relatively far away, we can still create a third-level civilization within a few years by piling all the resources on Ilanduo."
"This takes about eleven or twelve years or even longer."
Yang Luo said slowly:
"The assessment period for high-dimensional civilization is constantly increasing. The first-level assessment has been passed, and we have obtained the necessary technology for the development of first-level civilization to second-level civilization."
"This assessment cycle is six years."
As long as the economy, technology, culture, and military of Elanduo Star take another step forward, it will reach the assessment line for the third assessment.
"So we don't need to discuss this issue too much now. I can give up the name Yang Luo when necessary."
"Okay, then your biggest pressure now is that the Valkyrie and the Empire may unite."
Kolev looked troubled.
This issue is complex and difficult.
Yang Luo tapped his toes on the ground, leaning on the seat and swinging back and forth, with a little light shining in his eyes.
"I have actually thought of a way, Kolev, don't worry about me."
"Are you thinking of joining the Empire yourself?" Kolev frowned tightly.
"why not?"
Yang Luo spread his hands: "Do I still have a way out now?"
"Then how can you guarantee that the empire won't put you in a jar?"
Yang Luo was silent for a while.
He said: "It depends on politics."
"Please, politics is the most unreliable thing," Kolev frowned. "Instead of believing in the lies of politicians, it is better to believe in the loyalty of clients."
Yang Luo laughed a few times.
This old man always has some wonderful metaphors.
Yang Luo smiled and said:
"This matter is indeed quite troublesome, and I don't know what to do."
"Furthermore, if I expose the existence of the Dongfeng, it will inevitably attract the empire's surveillance and vigilance."
"The empire is very clear about the divisions. They will not be afraid of the Cyborgs no matter how powerful they are, because they are no match for ships and cannons. They can also produce Cyborgs in batches. The huge population is divided into three, six or nine grades.
, there are countless people who yearn for the class jump that can be obtained by becoming a reformed person."
"But they will be afraid of the Dongfeng."
"When I was fighting against the Valkyrie, I found that even the enhanced mecha's light shield couldn't stop the Valkyrie, and even the Feinan's firepower couldn't completely suppress the Valkyrie. I knew I had to expose the existence of the Dongfeng.
."
"I hesitated, so I asked the problem to Lu, and she helped me do it all."
Yang Luo sighed softly:
"Now, I have to find a way to face this problem and solve the huge pressure that the Sherman Empire has brought to me."
"Everything stems from the transformation surgery performed on the Kilgrove experimental ship. Sometimes I think about it. I have been going around in circles outside, running Luofeng, developing Dark Star, and causing chaos to the New Federation. In the end, I have to do it."
Back to the beginning of the story.”
"It's just like a fucking dream."
Kolev frowned and said, "Is this the only way?"
"Yes," Yang Luo picked up the half bottle of drink on the side, raised his head and took a sip, "Either find the Valkyrie's hiding place in a short time and completely destroy the Valkyrie, or you can only get in front of the Valkyrie.
The Sherman Empire found its footing, protecting my current foundation and my little life."
He smiled: "Don't worry, I will reserve part of the cell tissue in Dark Star."
"Do you also have this ability?"
"I hope I have it," Yang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, "In other words, I want them to think that I have it too."
Kolev laughed dumbly: "Well, I really can't help you with this matter. I can only help you relieve your stress."
Yang Luo: My eldest niece Mimi Li is better at relieving stress.
"What are you going to do?"
"It's still being conceived," Yang said, "but the idea has been determined. It is nothing more than inciting the people, accusing Kigrove, and expressing the white ghost's unswerving loyalty to the emperor."
Kolev laughed a few times: "Maybe they will marry the emperor's daughter to you and let you improve the genes of the Sherman family."
"Well," Yang Luo frowned slightly, "I don't have a good impression of imperial female nobles."
"What's going on?"
"Tsk, the Emperor Star Circle is in chaos."
Kolev's eyes suddenly revealed the light of gossip, and the two of them muttered together, and from time to time they let out a few laughters full of justice (hey) and righteousness (hey).
At the entrance of the bridge, Mimi Li watched this scene and couldn't help but click her tongue softly.
Who would dare to believe this?
She originally planned to comfort Uncle Hanton to warm up the relationship between the two, but her old father got there first.
Her great idea of advancing machinery and sensuality simultaneously seems to be impossible to realize in the short term.
Three galactic days later.
Within the Sherman Empire, Skywrath Fortress.
Captain Gris sat on the leather chair with a look of helplessness on his face. He crossed his legs and held an e-cigarette in his mouth. His resolute face was hidden by his sunglasses. Behind him, two muscular men looked at the group of white coats in front of him with serious expressions.
men and women.
What can Gris do?
They were reused by the superiors and were rare confidential insiders. In this situation, in order to control the spread of the news, the superiors simply handed over a series of tasks to their small team.
It even included interrogations.
Mouth meow meow!
Gris rang the bell in front of him, pushed down his sunglasses slightly, and scanned the more than 20 scientific research workers in front of him with a pair of sharp eyes.
Most of the latter are a little nervous.
"Did you remember anything?"
A group of people shook their heads at the same time.
//As you know, the higher-ups attach great importance to this matter, "Gliss said," "The white ghost came from Professor Kilgrove's test ship. This has been concluded. You don't need to comment on it."
Cover up and say what you know so that everyone can avoid wasting energy."
The captain paused and continued:
"If you insist on saying that, we can only start the memory verification process, which may damage your precious cerebral cortex."
"Every fold of your brain is a precious national resource."
A thin old man pushed up his glasses and said slowly: "If we hide this, what good will it do to us?"
"The riot caused by the Valkyrie was simply a nightmare," a middle-aged woman sighed. "I know that we are conducting unjust experiments and using human bodies as specimens. Of course, this is to make our empire more capable."
Stay strong so that our families and future generations can continue to enjoy shelter."
Gris picked up the paper material aside.
He has read the above content a dozen times.
Gris murmured:
"Let's restore the scene of what happened. When driving near the resource star, the Valkyrie suddenly lost control and the bottom cabin became a mess."
"The first riot was caused by the Valkyrie teaming up with the other experimental subjects. Later, the Valkyrie was knocked unconscious by a powerful anesthetic."
"Many people died in this riot, and then you put the scientific researchers controlled by the Valkyrie into forced isolation to find a cure."
"Yes," a woman responded, "I was a witness to the riot in the bottom cabin laboratory. I don't know what happened at that time. The Valkyrie suddenly lost control. More than a dozen colleagues rushed to the cabin where the Valkyrie was, freeing the Valkyrie.
God of War."
One person raised his hand and said, "I saw the third officer on the ship staying in front of the Valkyrie. He had an argument with a female colleague. It seemed like they had a quarrel."
"The third deputy is in charge of fire protection. It should be said that the fire safety index of the laboratory does not meet the standards. Many of our indicators do not meet the standards. The air there is also seriously affecting our health, but we work hard there."
"Okay! Tell me one by one!"
Gliss said: "The second riot happened a few hours later, right?"
"Yes, we all stayed near the escape cabin at that time. The bottom cabin was also being cleaned. We received clear orders to rest."
"What happened during this period?" Gliss asked, "Is there anything worthy of attention? Anything is fine."
Everyone looked at each other.
Those who were able to escape from the final riot were those who had been prepared to escape in advance during the first riot.
A young girl suddenly raised her hand and said a few words hesitantly:
"I heard about something at that time. When I went back to the dormitory to get my things, I heard it from two guards next door."
They said that Captain Hanton really dared to say that he actually asked Professor Kilgrove to use a laser cannon to pierce the joints of Valkyrie. Valkyrie was the professor's beloved, and he would definitely suffer disaster after saying this.
"However, Captain Hanton did help us. The Valkyrie is really terrifying..."
"That's what they said."
Captain Hanton.
Gris circled the name in the paper document, briefly recalled the information behind the name, and asked slowly: "Besides this, is there any other relevant information?"
These white coats each shook their heads.
Gris sighed in disappointment: "Prepare for the polygraph test."
After saying that, he left the interrogation room with two strong men and moved into the interrogation room next door with a similar layout.
Here are more than a dozen soldiers who escaped from Kigrove's ship.
"Talk about Captain Henton."
Gris went straight to the point.
The soldiers recalled their memories and began to talk about the third officer in charge of the fire department.
"He is the third mate on our ship. He is a tough imperial soldier. He once applied for a transformation experiment on his own initiative, but was rejected. Most of the experimental materials used on the ship were executed prisoners."
"He is good at repairing things and is very self-disciplined. He insists on exercising every day and never slacks off."
"He loves the Empire and the Emperor Star."
"Captain Hanton was the last one to escape," a soldier said slowly. "When we were caught by the uncaring ship, he was the first one inside. We saw a small airship, which was equipped with a small airship.
Spaceship, he started with Dr. Lina. Dr. Lina is a charming middle-aged woman.u.”
Gris raised his eyebrows.
He took out the dedicated network access terminal in the fortress and quickly retrieved a piece of confidential information.
No read permission?
Gris opened the chat address book, found a contact, and sent the file.
A few minutes later, the screenshot of the file was sent back to Gris, with a sweet kiss attached at the end.
'See you tonight, my little darling.'
Gris dealt with it hastily, lowered his head and read the screenshot of the document.
His brows furrowed more and more.
Lina, a spy planted by the Guel Alliance on Professor Kilgrove's ship, in order to steal the empire's research on the ancient god's life form.
Captain Hanton was imprisoned in Cole Harbor Prison by the International Tribunal of Goodwill New Federation because he refused to plead guilty;
There was a riot in Cole Harbor Prison, and Captain Hunton was shot dead while trying to escape (later confirmed to be a fake death arranged by the Guel Alliance intelligence organization to cover up Captain Hunton's whereabouts). The Imperial Military Intelligence Agency felt that it had been tricked, so it launched a bloody revenge
, a dreadnought destroys Lina's ship.
Captain Henton's final fate is marked as dying on the ship.
This isn't right.
Gliss carefully looked at the time of each modification and change in the document, and found that the final determination of Captain Hanton's life and death was made half an hour before the confidential document was sealed, and in the third month after Lina's death.
According to the rules of the Imperial Military Intelligence Agency, general secrets will be closed and sealed within a three-month period.
In other words, Captain Hanton's death determination was most likely without detailed examination.
They often do this.
The Empire was suppressed by the New Federation in the field of intelligence. The main reason was that the Military Intelligence Agency had a bunch of trash.
Gris threw the network access terminal on the table, with a bit of relief in his eyes.
"It feels depressing to be abandoned by the empire, Captain."
Gris muttered to himself, and reported the clues he found in full.
He could finally breathe a sigh of relief and repay that little sweetheart for decrypting it.
Buzz, buzz!
The network access terminal kept beating. Gris grabbed it and glanced at it, his expression suddenly looked like he had eaten a fly.
‘Boss! The white ghost has started a live broadcast, and he wants to talk to you!’
Crack!
His superiors are still breathing, and the generals are all alive and kicking. Why is the white ghost talking to him?