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199 Dongfeng, forward three

strangeness.

026 stood outside the plastic surgery warehouse a little confused.

She had just praised her boss who had just had plastic surgery that he was "more handsome" and then she received a notice that "this month's bonus has been canceled because of his too conservative attire."

Is her flattery not sincere enough?

026 smacked his lips and looked at the plastic surgery device. After thinking about it again and again, he decided to keep his current facial appearance.

She doesn't need to care too much about her appearance now. What the boss values ​​​​is her outstanding fighting ability!

Well, that's definitely the case.

In the rest area of ​​the Dongfeng bridge, Yang Luo looked at himself in the projection mirror, covered his forehead and fell on the sofa.

After half a circle, we are back to the starting point.

But it was not in vain. In the past few years, he had a rich life outside of Hanton. He formed his own powerful team, met several charming beauties, and found the answer he wanted most.

, knowing why the earth was bombed.

In the final analysis, Faya civilization is too stupid, and Earth civilization is too weak.

"Boss, we are about to enter the Sherman Empire," Lu asked softly, "Do you want to witness this historic moment in person?"

Yang Luo hummed: "What's the historical significance? It's not like I've never been there."

"This is different. Before, we went to the Sherman Empire to cause destruction, gain benefits, or solve troubles." Lu's pocket projection appeared next to Yang Luo's ear. "This time we went to establish a base, and then

Go and have a glorious future!"

Where does this guy get his energy from?

The corner of Yang Luo's mouth twitched slightly, and he flicked away Lu with one finger:

"Let me rest, I may not have time to rest next time."

Lu smiled mischievously: "The Emperor Star Circle is rich in beauties!"

Yang Luo turned over and lay on his back, covering his eyes with his arms.

Lu tilted his head.

She actually doesn't quite understand why her boss is so resistant to the empire.

In fact, it wasn't just Lu who couldn't figure it out, Yang Luo himself couldn't figure it out either.

As soon as he thought about going to the Sherman Empire to organize and manage the business, he felt a little lacking in fighting spirit and discouraged.

why is that?

Yang Luo closed his eyes and thought, and the pictures passed by like flowing water.

He seemed to have returned to the planet where the pirate dispute was resolved. He and old man Kolev were sitting in the invisible boat, watching the bright beams of light that appeared and disappeared in the sky, and watched Lina disappear.

Was it the Dreadnought's cannon that made him fear the Empire?

should be.

Or, if you enter the empire yourself, you are asking for your own death.

Yang felt increasingly upset.

Ritsu thoughtfully dimmed the lights in the bridge.

The sound of the Dongfeng's engine penetrated Yang Luo's ears, which indicated that the spacecraft was traveling at high speed and stealth.

Empire, Emperor, Nobles, House of Elders, Armada, Planetary Fortress, Dreadnought, Stellar Jump Cannon.

One word after another flashed through Yang Luo's heart.

He has played "Abyss" for five years and witnessed the years when the galaxy "exploded", so he understands how powerful this empire is.

Perhaps because plastic surgery restored the body's original appearance, Hanton's appearance evoked Yang Luo's memories of Hanton.

Hanton was born in an ordinary imperial family. His father worked hard all his life but failed to find the ladder to become a nobleman, so he pinned all his hopes on Hanton.

Hanton was loyal to his country and loved this country. However, his journey to the army was not smooth sailing. At one time, he was forced to be assigned to some technical branches due to poor physical fitness.

He started exercising intensively.

He exercised relentlessly, improved his physical fitness, and constantly set goals one after another to move forward and improve. After being transferred to the Kilgrove test ship, he took the initiative to apply to participate in the transformation experiment plan in order to make himself stronger.

Hanton's original fate should have been to be destroyed by the experimental ship and become a victim of Kilgrove's whirling struggle with the Valkyrie.

But in Yang Luo's memories of Hanton, most of what he saw was laughter and laughter.

Yang Luo seemed to have an extra mirror in his mind.

He and Hanton sat opposite each other inside and outside the mirror.

'You're afraid of this, right?'

Hanton seemed to be asking.

But Yang Luo knew that it was not Hanton.

The picture in the mirror changed, and the past kept passing by like running water.

Yes, there are not many times along the way that I have been fully prepared, and it’s not just this time.’

The situation in Cole Harbor Prison was precarious. If he hadn't determined in time that there was something wrong with Lina and found Kolev as a helper, he would have been erased by the warden.

On the scientific research ship, there was no step-by-step plan, only a struggle for life and fear of death, making several judgments at critical moments and using the courage to put these judgments into practice.

He originally wanted to pursue economic development when he entered Luofeng, but because of Kolev's constipation in his old age, he was involved in the military corruption case. If Gudunmaha hadn't been frightened, the most he and Kolev could do was

Run away one.

Opportunities always come with risks.

There is no bargain that can be picked up by just lowering your head.

Just like the benefits given by the omnic Twilight, he also bears the risk of being accused of being a 'traitor of humanity' and 'creating the third natural disaster'.

What do you need to be afraid of?

Isn't the worst outcome equivalent to losing the battle with the Valkyrie on the research ship?

He has been a winner so far.

If the Earth loses the Forerunners, it will be fine if you just try hard. At worst, let Edwan help the Earth when the time comes.

The universe is in constant motion.

You don’t have to be trapped by one thought.

Isn't the greatest significance of conquering the Sherman Empire to wait until you reach the top and use the Sherman Empire's invincible fleet to your advantage?

They are all examiners of the Omnic Twilight. Whatever Levi Sherman can create, he may not be able to do it.

‘Don’t lose the courage to challenge the strong at any time.’

Kolev whispered in his ear.

I want this country to be truly independent, so that human beings born in this country can live with dignity.'

The twinkling light in Edwang's eyes when he said this is something Yang Luo can never forget.

Yang Luo slowly sat up.

He licked his chapped lips, the lights in the bridge slowly returned to normal, and the instruments everywhere were running quietly.

Yang Luo walked towards the captain's chair and driving console.

I want to go to the New Commonwealth to learn about economics and then use what I learn to build this country, just like my dad did.’

Windsor, wearing a silk nightgown, once said extremely seriously in front of him.

‘I want to become the most powerful pirate in the galaxy and form a real freedom fleet.’

This is Mimi Li's ambition and ambition.

Yang Luo settled into his seat, adjusted the curvature of the chair back, and several projection screens popped up in front of him.

026 put on a tight-fitting combat uniform, trotted and sat behind the fire control console, and calmly pulled down the zipper on his chest to avoid being judged for being too conservative.

Luo, is there anything in particular you want to do? I always feel that you are busy, but your goals are unclear.’

'Boss, today is another day full of energy.'

'Become one with me, Yang Luo.'

Yang closed his eyes and exhaled softly, and the waves in his heart quickly calmed down.

He had already mapped out his path forward, held the operating lever in his palm, and pushed it forward gently.

The Faya civilization can only determine the beginning of this period of his destiny, but cannot determine the return path of his destiny.

I will enter the Sherman Empire to seize the power and resources that will keep me alive in the future.’

He was convinced that this was the path he had chosen.

"Dongfeng, advance three."

Allison has been very irritable lately.

Of course, he still performed so well in various political work and department meetings, thinking clearly, adhering to democracy, and making those veteran politicians feel very comfortable.

What made Allison irritated was the email he received earlier.

The suspected resurrection of Forerunner No. 3 made Allison feel great pressure.

Recently, he has been restraining himself from making any unnecessary actions to avoid exposing his identity.

His current technical team can be trusted, and these cronies around him have also been stamped with their thoughts and are absolutely loyal to himself and his home planet.

What Allison wants to do most right now is to fly to the Guel Alliance and catch the guy who threatened to take revenge.

This damn bastard.

They even used their respective home planets as bets to threaten them!

Of course, he had to admit that it was a bit excessive for him to strike first.

Allison leaned on the soft back seat of his luxury car, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and sighed softly.

"Boss," the middle-aged man in the co-pilot asked in a deep voice, "have you paid attention to the news about White Ghost?"

"What's new?"

"It's still the same as before," the middle-aged man said slowly, "but based on the latest speculation and part of the intelligence shared with us by the CIA, we can roughly infer that the White Ghost comes from the Kilgrove test ship, which is used to study ancient times.

Then something happened to the divine life form, and finally the experimental ship that created the humanoid ancient god Valkyrie was created."

Allison frowned.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

Alison took out an old but absolutely confidential electronic notepad from the inner pocket of his jacket and opened several documents in succession.

Valkyrie ‘Old God Life Form’ White Ghost ‘Biochemical Transformation’

He has been paying attention to these keywords recently, and suddenly found that there seemed to be some impression deep in his memory.

It was the game "Abyss" that impressed him.

Yes, yes.

Allison took out a pill bottle from his pocket, sprayed it into his mouth, and waited quietly for a few minutes.

The brain starts to become active, and messages keep popping up.

Valkyrie, the boss in the epic dungeon of a team in the imperial camp. She should be on a dilapidated scientific research ship. Her creator, Kilgrove, used all possible means to trap her in that scientific research ship, secretly

Floating on the border of the empire.

At low levels, faction battles were not enabled, and they could go there to conquer the dungeon at that time.

However, Allison does not belong to the "Combat Strategy Department". He is responsible for "Cultural Inheritance" and "Organizational Mobilization". I have only seen the dungeon introduction and cutscenes about this dungeon.

Valkyrie left that ship?

There seems to be a change that is different from the original storyline, and Allison has also created it.

Is White Ghost really another forerunner?

Allison leaned on his seat and couldn't speak for a long time.

The effects of the medicine began to wear off and his memory became blurry again. Allison quickly recorded lines of text in an electronic document.

Soon, he groaned in pain, and the side effects of the medicine began to show. He hugged his forehead with a splitting headache and curled up in the back seat.

The veteran driver and the assistant beside him frowned at this scene, but did not do anything to help.

More than ten minutes later.

"How long until the next meeting?"

Allison asked with a pale face.

"There's still half an hour, boss."

"I will rest for fifteen minutes and call me regularly. In addition, news was released on Sherman's network, saying that the white ghost is the lower life form of the Valkyrie. He may lose control at any time and grow into a cruel ancient god life form with powerful behaviors.

Star-level destructive ability.”

"Yes, boss."

"The other party has a strong ability to fight public opinion," Allison said. "Go all out, but also pay attention to confidentiality."

"yes."

Sherman Empire, in the northwest corner of the vast star field, on a heavy industry planet called Saka.

A stretched luxury car drove slowly across the muddy ground, and the heat emitted by the suspended engine quickly melted the newly frozen ground.

Yang Luo was wearing a brown coat and a felt hat. His handsome face, which belonged to Hanton, was concealed by light makeup, which made him look handsome and bookish.

The glasses on his nose are considered Dark Star’s most high-tech spy equipment today, and are his main device for communicating with Law.

026 had her short, ear-length hair tied into a full head of hair and tied it into a pair of ponytails. Her round face was full of innocence and cuteness, and her brows and eyes were always filled with inexhaustible energy.

The Dongfeng has taken a large number of mechanical guards to a remote, desolate planet to open up the White Ghost's 'exclusive base'.

Yang Luo now has almost no escape route.

The reason why we brought 026 up was also after careful consideration.

First of all, Yang Luo cannot show too much specificity and must act as an ordinary person.

026 has covered her mechanical spine with anti-detection simulated skin. Her current identity is Yang Luo's personal assistant and bodyguard. In many cases, she can also serve as Lu's intercom and Lu's connection bridge for intruding into the local area network.

Secondly, 026's adaptability to human society is much higher than that of mechanical thinking bodies and simulated robots like Dabiqi.

The luxury car slowly parked in front of a dusty pub.

There were shouts of confusion coming from the tavern.

Yang Luo glanced at 026, who immediately opened the door.

The little leather boots carefully avoided the puddles on the ground. The biting cold wind and the gravity of one point or two times the standard made her frown slightly.

When she tiptoed to the door, she peeked inside for a while, and then weakly shouted to the drunken people:

"Um, is Lord Viscount Saka here?"


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