A hover car with a military license plate left the mountain villa area, and with an efficiency close to the speed of sound, it covered the straight-line distance between this place and the main urban area ahead.
From a distance, the city's tall buildings seem to pierce directly into the sky, and in order to accommodate more people, the city also extends below an average of more than five hundred meters.
Human society is so strange sometimes.
Obviously there are so many beautiful places on the outskirts of the city, but we are still struggling to get to the core area of the city, even if we go to heaven and earth to do so.
Yang Ming crossed his legs and looked at himself in the projection mirror. He was wearing a smart little suit, and his freshly washed short hair was standing straight up. His scalp was so clean that he looked handsome and handsome.
At today's party, we need to make good friends with some imperial nobles.
Planet Yaha has now almost become his second base camp. After coming out of Planet Saka, it was here that Hui Saka made his fortune. It was also here that the White Ghost took off his mask and grasped the olive branch thrown by the empire.
Perhaps because of his change of mentality, the large rock named Valkyrie suspended above his head had finally been mostly removed, and Yang Ming now subconsciously began to appreciate the scenery outside the window.
The planetary rings are like movable cages, trapping this beautiful planet.
The mountains, seas, lakes and sky seem to maintain their original colors, but in fact they are beautiful scenery planned by humans with almost endless energy.
Yang Ming glanced at the empty seat next to him.
Catherine actually didn't want to go to the noble banquet, and even told Yang Ming with a straight face:
‘I know how depraved and corrupt the imperial nobles are, and I also understand your current situation. You are different from ordinary reformers. You must establish a firm foothold in the political circles of the empire.
'But I don't want to associate with those dirty women.
‘If you have close contact with other women during our relationship, the kind of contact I am referring to, then you can tell me directly and we can return to the relationship of ordinary friends.
'You have fulfilled all my fantasies about love, but I am destined not to be someone else's partner. I have my own mission.'
mission……
Yang Ming scratched his forehead and sat in a comfortable chair, lost in thought.
Isn't he a bit jealous of his girlfriend?
That's not right. You think Windsor is fine now. After successfully studying in the New Commonwealth, he returned to Luofeng and joined the Ministry of Finance. With "My Father, the Chancellor of the Exchequer", he successfully became a small star in the department.
But Hera...
When Yang Ming meditated for the past two days, Hera's helpless and empty eyes would always appear in front of his eyes.
It was as if they had returned to Hera's messy villa home, back to the vacation where they hit it off and dared to challenge the New Federation's secret base.
Yang Ming tapped his watch and opened a text chat with Lu.
——Lü still doesn’t dare to go deep into the Emperor Star Circle. Chatting via text is a way to reduce information transmission and minimize the possibility of being invaded.
'How is Hera doing now?'
Law: ‘Research work is still ongoing.’
'If there is a chance, bring her back on the grounds that she needs supplies. I'll educate her more. There are limits to the organic ingredients on the ship.'
'Understood, boss. Here is a list of some of the nobles who are about to attend the banquet. I can only collect information through their social networks. The collection is not comprehensive. There are about four people I can make friends with...'
Lu quickly got into working mode, and Yang Ming looked at the list carefully.
As his mental power continued to increase, his shorthand ability also improved a lot. Although he was not as good at photographic memory as Bly, he could easily remember this bit of information.
Tonight there was an archduke, three counts, and two countesses attending the banquet...
"Are all the great nobles of the empire so idle?"
'No boss, these are all nobles from outside the Yaha planet. They flew here in the past two days. It is probably Artero who deliberately leaked the news. He has very wide connections in the noble circle.'
Yang Ming shook his head and smiled.
As for Artero, there is no enemy intelligence, but there is a lot of information about the nobles. The Military Intelligence Bureau should just set up a noble gossip department. Lieutenant Colonel Artero would be particularly qualified as the director of this department.
Towering buildings quickly passed by outside the window.
Yang Ming began to close his eyes to rest and adjust his state.
After witnessing the hard work of the emperor, he was also quite interested in the social etiquette of these nobles.
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New Federation, outside Minter City.
A medium-sized transport ship slowly arrived at the temporary inspection port and was applying for port entry.
Senator Allison stood in front of the porthole, staring at the wreckage of the battleship suspended near the synchronous orbit, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Boss."
A young man in the back lowered his head and said:
"The meeting time of the parliament has been determined. It is this afternoon. Almost all the members who left Minter City have returned. You are not the latest group."
"Alas," Allison's face seemed to have aged a few years overnight, "The empire, the most powerful empire, the strongest white ghost, isn't this a little unfair?"
The young man didn't speak, he just lowered his head and sighed.
Allison frowned tightly: "I put all my bets here, but when powerful enemies come, this place is so fragile and unbearable. The empire's invincible fleet, the high-level insect swarm outside of human civilization,
What’s next?”
"Boss," the young man muttered with some anxiety, "to be honest, our home planet may not be anything to a political system like the New Federation and the Sherman Empire."
"Our home star...yes, our home star is still waiting."
Allison thought about the content of the thought stamp he had set and burst into laughter.
These guys have no idea that their home planet, their motherland, is actually the planet in front of them.
However, Allison's entire organization is based on this concept. Now everyone in the organization is willing to sacrifice themselves for his home planet.
"The New Federation is still there," Allison regained his composure and regained his energy. "The empire's strategy is either to fight a war to destroy the country or to teach the New Federation a lesson. This has created more conditions for us.
"
"Yes, boss, I will definitely take the opportunity to clean out some old people in the political party this time."
"Don't say it so bluntly."
Alison frowned and said something, took out a soft handkerchief from his jacket pocket and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.
"We are just helping the party complete its metabolism so that the party can maintain sufficient vitality."
"Right, that is it."
Allison looked at the planet outside the window, a sharp light flashing through his eyes.
White ghost, why do you appear every time?
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Luofeng Empire, Royal Palace.
Adwang was sitting in his office chair, snoring slightly intermittently.
Two maids and ministers with beautiful makeup were sorting out the documents approved by Adwang to see if there were any missing areas.
This dormitory hall has also been divided into an office area by Adwang. There is a long conference table not far away, which is one of the fixed places where Adwang discusses state affairs with ministers on weekdays.
The door to the dormitory was pushed open through a gap. Emilia, who was wearing twin ponytails, looked over, gently pushed the door open, and called several maids carrying lunch to come in.
Emilia asked angrily: "How long have you been sleeping, brother?"
"It's been a long time," the minister next to him whispered, "come and wake up His Majesty, have something to eat and go to bed. We don't dare to disturb His Majesty."
"Is he usually so strict with you?"
"Your Majesty is generous and tolerant, but the rules in the palace must be followed... We don't want to lose this high-paying job."
Obviously, these two maids were quite familiar with Emilia, and they were mostly joking when talking.
Emilia walked tiptoe behind Edwan, opened her hands to scare Edwan, and then she had an idea and said in a pinched voice:
"Your Majesty! Count Yang Ming wishes to see you!"
"Um?"
Adwang immediately jumped up, his eyes bursting with sharp light.
"Let him in... You don't have to let him wait outside in the future. Are you new here and don't understand the rules?"
With a scoff, Emilia couldn't help laughing, and several maids also smiled lightly.
"I'm kidding you! Count Yang Ming is a very busy man, how can he have time to see us!"
"You," Edwang shook his head, "don't joke about such a big thing. If he comes back suddenly, something big will happen."
Emilia smiled and said, "Didn't he just come back for a vacation?"
"Then? What happened? A full-scale war between the Empire and the New Federation, and Minter City almost fell."
Adwang stretched out and looked at the delicious food on the table, and suddenly showed a satisfied smile.
He casually opened the projection screen on the side, and some industrial-related data slid inside. Adwang carefully examined it bit by bit.
"Brother Imperial! You have gray hair!"
Emilia scratched Edwan's head, pointed at a few hairs with white roots, and complained:
"You're not married yet! Have you not had enough nutrition recently? Did you not eat on time or didn't sleep again?"
"I've been quite busy lately," Edwan yawned, "You guys go down and rest. I'll call you after I finish."
The maids bowed, bowed their heads, and left quickly.
Adwan turned on the protective device near his desk, chewed a juicy piece of barbecue in his mouth, covered his neck with his palms, and moved it gently.
Adwang asked: "How is the thing I asked you to do?"
"Of course there won't be any problems if I personally take action," Emilia said with a smile. "I have cleared all the patents of those two companies and completed the re-employment of the personnel. Now only the two companies have
Once you have placed an empty shell, you can continue to transfer assets within the new federation by injecting capital later!"
Edwan smiled.
This matter itself is not important, it just gives Emilia something to do and exercises this guy who is usually lazy.
He asked with a straight face: "Well, do I need to give you some reward for letting you do such a complicated thing?"
"Brother Emperor, just spend more time with me!"
Emilia pressed Edwan's shoulder, leaned over and leaned over. Looking at Edwan's table filled with delicious food, she seemed to have something on her mind suddenly, and she was slightly lost in thought.
Adwang asked: "What's wrong? You want to travel again?"
Emilia stood up straight and crossed her arms: "I suddenly thought that there might be his shadow behind this conflict between the New Federation and the Empire."
"Yang Ming? Impossible."
Adwang sighed:
"You underestimate Sherman's empire too much and think too highly of him.
"No matter how strong an individual's power is, it is actually not worth mentioning in the face of the national power of such a powerful country. He is now just a sword, a sword in the hands of the imperial power, the nobility, and the military.
"To be honest, if he cannot take this opportunity as soon as possible to stabilize in the domestic political environment of the Sherman Empire, find his own position, and find a faction to rely on, he will lose the opportunity to enter the center of power in the empire.
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"And don't forget that the empire's power center itself is very large. Princes and old princesses, if you want to count, they are all considered to be the empire's power center."
Emilia murmured to herself: "Brother, do you mean that he needs to change from a knife to a person holding a knife?"
"good."
"Could he not have thought of this?" Emilia asked worriedly, "Do we need to remind him? After all, he is a warrior, and his thinking may not be too complicated."
"Don't interfere, let him handle it on his own."
Edwang smiled and shook his head:
"Emilia, our Luo Feng is too small, and his ideals and vision are too lofty. If we don't let him be frustrated, he won't be able to come back.
"I understand your thoughts, brother, and I won't interfere or stop you.
"But there's just one thing you have to remember."
"I, I don't have any thoughts," Emilia turned her head and looked aside, the corners of her mouth bulging slightly, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm not an adult yet."
Edwang couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead: "I'm so uninterested that you took down the ten-square-meter ceiling photo in your dormitory!"
"No! I spent a lot of money to have it painted by an artist!"
"No one in the palace knows that you have a crush on Yang Ming!"
"Bah! I hang a picture of my spiritual mentor in my own bedroom. Is there a problem?"
Emilia shook her head, her twin ponytails swaying slightly:
"Who dares to say nonsense that I will deduct their salary! Just do your own business and ignore you! I kindly sent you a meal, but you ran away from me. That is the beacon of my life! Do you understand the beacon!"
Adwang couldn't help but raise his hands to his forehead, groaned a few times while sitting on the chair, and then continued to fill his stomach while reading various reports.
This Luofeng Mingwang worked conscientiously and walked on thin ice. For the ideal in his heart, he forgot to eat and sleep, and worked day and night. His clothes became wider and wider, and he never regretted it. He was haggard for his sake.
And a certain Luofeng Dark King... was enjoying himself.
…
"My Lord Count, you don't have a good drinking capacity. Get up and drink. Don't think that you can just lie down on the table at the age of ninety-eight."
"Madam, please be respectful. There is a large audience here, and I have a girlfriend."
"Why is there no music? Keep playing music and keep dancing."
In a magnificent banquet hall with a height of more than 20 meters on Yaha Star in the Sherman Empire's Emperor Star Circle, Yang Ming sat calmly at the head of the banquet. Looking at the table full of drunken nobles, he couldn't help but smile.
Voice.
Who gave these guys the courage to compete with the ancient god's life form for drinking.
Not to mention the wine brewed from this kind of organic matter, even if it is a chemically synthesized neuroleptic release agent, you will not get drunk when you drink it!
On the dance floor, more than a dozen beautiful men and women continued to dance to the music. This was the dance group invited tonight.
Today was said to be a banquet, but in fact it was just a group of nobles inviting Yang Ming, a popular figure in the aristocratic circle, to dinner and trying to win over Yang Ming. The only conversation was nothing but small talk, which was very boring.
Artero, the 'initiator' of this meal, was sitting crookedly on the sofa, turning his head and retching from time to time.
He really didn't expect that Yang Ming could really drink.
Not only can you drink, but you can also develop a set of etiquette for persuading people to drink.
Yang Ming walked up to Lieutenant Colonel Atero with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "Are you still awake?"
"Of course...burp!"
Yang Ming patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and said warmly: "I've already paid the fee. I'll be here today. I'll arrange their accommodation later when I wake up. If nothing happens, I'll go back first."
Artro shouted vaguely: "Why, oh, why are you going to pay... This is a serious dereliction of duty on my part, no, dereliction of duty, I dereliction of duty! According to the rules you set, I will punish myself. I will punish myself with three cups of wine."
!”
Yang Ming smiled, stood up and was about to leave.
Thumb thump!
The orchestra in the corner suddenly changed its music, and the light in the entire hall gradually dimmed.
Yang Ming frowned slightly, and instantly drove away the hint of drunkenness, and looked to the left and right cautiously.
The dance floor was lit up with conspicuous lights.
The dance group on the dance floor actually arranged a "peacock spreading its wings" shape, and there seemed to be a figure swaying slightly inside.
Also, repertoire?
Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, looking around everywhere, his alertness already at full alert.
The orchestra began to play passionately, and the musical notes were like wild horses running wild. In the middle of the dance floor, the male and female dancers performed a "tap"-like dance. The rhythm was very distinct, and it was really good to watch.
Yang Ming calmly took out the Internet access terminal and couldn't help but want to take a video of Catherine.
However, just as he turned on the ambient recording mode, the group of dancers suddenly left the stage, leaving only a tall back figure on the dance floor. A spotlight shone on this figure, and the other dancers became this person's foil.
what's the situation?
Is this the souvenir that Artero mentioned? But she doesn’t look like a girl, does she?
This buttocks can be compared with Edwang...
The orchestra's rhythm became gentle again, and the man whose back was always turned to Yang Ming began to dance gracefully.
This dance posture, some people say, is really good, with a balance of hardness and softness, and very profound artistic attainments.
Just when Yang Ming thought that this was just a simple dance show, the man in the middle of the dance floor turned around, holding a red flower in his mouth, and knelt down on one knee in the direction of Yang Ming. With the push of several dancers,
He got off, relying on the small wheel under him, and rushed towards Yang Ming quickly.
"Oh! Great White Ghost! Please receive from the Lasoga family!"
Yang Ming picked up an empty wine bottle and casually cracked the structure of the bottle. Then he controlled the force of his hand and smashed it directly at the coquettish man in front of him.
Wow——
The band in the corner finally stopped playing. More than a dozen musicians stared at them, and the dancers were all shocked.
Yang Ming looked at the young nobleman in front of him with his butt raised high and his cheeks rubbing against the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he turned towards the door of the banquet hall.
Mudd!
There is something dirty.
In Lu's thinking space, Lu was holding her stomach and laughing forward and backward. However, while smiling, she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly checked her memo.
Well, it seems, it seems, probably, she forgot to tell her boss about the deeds of this young nobleman!