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Chapter 292

Chapter 292: Incorporation, ultra vires

Yang Ming is almost autistic.

What kind of monsters are the competitors of humans on earth!

Civilization level is not the same as technological level, but only technological development can promote the progress of civilization level.

If the energy crisis cannot be solved, regional conflicts will continue to arise and the world cannot be united. Therefore, it is very important to develop controllable fusion.

If we can have relatively abundant energy, social productivity will continue to improve, and various problems of the earth's civilized society can be effectively solved. Only then will there be the possibility of a great union of earth's civilizations.

Yang Ming discovered through memories...

The earth is no longer in a hurry.

The development process of the current civilization on the earth is less than half that of other greenhouse civilizations!

Can't win.

forget it.

How much can he change as a pioneer?

When the civilization of the earth is wiped out, I can only set up a memorial tablet for my parents and let 026 burn incense every day, which can be regarded as fulfilling my filial piety.

"Uncle, your mood hasn't recovered yet," Mimi Li strolled over with a fruit plate, "Where should we go next?"

"The development of conventional means is too slow, and it is unlikely that there will be such a good opportunity for the New Federation to be beaten in the future."

"Take in the refugees."

These are questions that he has been thinking about for a long time, but he cannot help.

"clear."

Mimili was holding uneaten fruits beside her, trying not to get involved in these things that she couldn't understand.

"Lu," Yang Ming shouted, "did that guy tell himself any valuable information?"

"Is there anything I can do? I can also do civilian work."

Yang Ming wiped his face with both hands.

Yang Ming had thought about all of these and judged them to be unrealistic.

Lu analyzed it carefully:

The old emperor laughed: "So that's it. I don't read the code very much. I didn't expect that there is still a process to go through."

"Boss, if you can continue to improve your value and influence in the galactic civilization, you may really be able to help your home planet improve its chances of winning to a certain extent."

The emperor was sitting on the cushion behind his desk, enjoying the service of his maid, and looking at the guys below with interest.

Yang Ming said: "It has happened many times. It should be said that it happens every day. However, because of the monopoly of nuclear energy and the formation of a nuclear deterrent balance among several major powers, the overall pattern has not changed much."

Yang Ming sighed: "Sigh... No. 4 doesn't know the specific start time. This is actually the most valuable information."

Several projection equipment were running at the same time, and Lu's immersive projection appeared on the side, wearing a relatively conservative secretarial attire.

"Of course not," Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, "I want to formally establish a branch of power and incorporate you into my Molly Mies Group to become the piracy and surveying business development department, with you as the head of the department."

The old emperor waved his hand: "If it's serious, we'll take it out and shoot it. If it's not serious, we'll lock it up for ten or twenty years. We are all nobles, so don't publicize this matter to the outside world."

Yang Ming rubbed his eyebrows: "Forerunners cannot enter the game. There is a high probability that I will not be able to appear in the game, but my power should be in... Luo Feng, Dark Star... Can the virtual NPC evolved from Edwan

Help me take care of the players on my home planet..."

"Well, go ahead."

Lu said softly: "No matter how much pressure you put on me, you won't be able to help much, but that guy No. 4 must have some information that he hasn't shared."

At this stage, it is obviously unlikely.

The elder hurriedly said: "We will contact Viscount Hanton's recuperation unit immediately! If Viscount Hanton can leave the nutrition cabin, bring him to the Emperor Star immediately!"

Yang Ming smiled: "Emperor Star is not a dragon or a tiger's den. As long as our public opinion base is still there, the emperor will only use us and will not really touch us."

"The computing power of my newly built server cluster is barely enough, so I simulated the general process of the game of Faya, and found two problems, which may cheer you up."

"Your Majesty!" the elder said immediately, "the Council of Elders will obey your order unconditionally and resolutely. We will judge these nobles in accordance with your instructions just now!"

"No, that would be much more dangerous than being a pirate," Yang Ming decisively refused.

"Third, the financial resources of the Molly Lady Group can guarantee you a guaranteed harvest regardless of drought or flood."

"And what you have to do is very simple. One is to fight against the competitors of the Molly Miss Group, and the other is to conduct a survey of the undeveloped star field, especially at the edge of the Fallen Wind.

Yang Ming smiled and said: "I was planning to discuss it with you, Mimili, you know too many facts about me."

"Well, what my home planet lacks in Faaya's game is not its technological level. The Faaya people will make arrangements so that holographic simulation technology will appear on my home planet overnight."

"This is really interesting," the old emperor laughed. "Who came up with the idea of ​​expressing surrender by kneeling down? In this state, there is really no way to resist my attack. Have all their crimes been found out?

"

This old man, who seems to have become more than ten years younger recently, has fewer wrinkles on his face, and the number of maids around him has also decreased a lot.

The elder secretly sweated, and as the officials slowly retreated, a group of mechanical guards rushed up and dragged these noble criminals out of the hall.

Yang Ming smiled and said:

Yang Ming sighed quietly: "Go and indulge, I want to numb myself."

Sherman Empire, Emperor Star, Palace module.

The elder swallowed and whispered: "There is no clear provision in the code that Your Majesty has the right to hear cases."

"Don't worry, I know it well. The power and value of an individual are insignificant in front of the collective."

"Your Majesty," the elder quickly lowered his head, "According to the new code of the empire, civilian crimes should be tried by ordinary judicial institutions, and crimes by nobility should be tried by the noble court and submitted to the Council of Elders for review. Those with viscount and above titles also need to, need to

The Presbytery sent commissioners to supervise the interrogation process.”

At this moment, more than a dozen nobles were lying on the ground, trembling all over.

"what is the problem?"

"Now there is only one way."

Mimili whispered: "I haven't agreed yet."

Mimili suddenly said: "I'll accompany you, uncle, like a maid or mistress disguised as you. I also want to visit the most mysterious Emperor Star in the galaxy."

"Huh?" The old emperor said with a smile in his eyes, "Speak directly and don't beat around the bush."

It may be that the civilization of the home planet he came from is still too low-level, and the bond with his family and the so-called feelings of family and country have not yet been replaced by the collective ideology of society.

"Isn't this going to be a war?"

Lu and Mimili fell into silence at the same time.

The old emperor frowned slightly and looked at the elder of the Presbytery on his left.

It has been more than fifty galactic years since this emperor ascended the throne. The old emperor has been enjoying life and continuing the style he had as a prince.

Will the Fayars allow it?

"Boss, to be precise, it's the extent to which the Faya people are allowed to help."

"The rest of the time, your pirate department also needs to abide by some rules when conducting business. Don't kill people and set fire easily. This will give you a little more restraint."

Yang Ming stood up and paced back and forth.

Lu smiled and said: "Boss, this way our Molly Miss Group is also committing a crime."

Yang Ming sighed again, his eyes filled with thought.

What can he do?

"Lv, what do you mean," Yang Ming's eyes became a little brighter, "that I can continue to think of ways to negotiate terms with the Fayan people? Yes, the Fayan people are not inflexible. The thinking body fragment we have come into contact with,

It’s pretty easy to talk to.”

"It should be said that this is just one aspect," Lu asked counter-intuitively. "Boss, can you tell me whether my birthplace is included in the planetary stand-alone version of "Abyss" that you have experienced."

"No boss."

"My competitors don't abide by the rules anymore, and the Faya people don't care, so why should I abide by the rules?

"Huh, I thought you wanted me to shut up forever, uncle," Mimi Li smiled, "Of course it is possible, but what changes can happen to my pirate group?"

"If the main body of Faya's game is generated by real-time data from the Milky Way, will our dark stars appear in the game?"

Yang Ming Wrench Index writes:

"I'm very relaxed now. Anxiety is just anxiety, and I won't put too much pressure on myself. It's not like I broke the rules."

In that case, he would rather be a sinner, show force to scare the entire earth's political system, and force them to unite to face the existential crisis of earth civilization.

The emperor waved his hand: "I'm a little tired today, so that's it for today... By the way, my guard knight hasn't recovered from his injury yet? I also want to take him to have fun on the Emperor Star."

"Your Majesty, we have found out that they are all involved in long-term interests with the New Federation, accepting the benefits of the New Federation and betraying the interests of the Empire."

The officials from various ministries standing on the left and right remained silent.

Mimi Li's expression was a little sluggish: "Uncle, don't you want to... kill people and silence them..."

The earth is in a greenhouse, isolated from the main body of the galaxy. Unless he can forcibly tear open the space-time bubble and send a dark star fleet there in advance, forcing the establishment of a community with a shared future for mankind on earth earlier.

Mimili crossed her arms and thought carefully.

"That sounds interesting."

Even though I say so, deep down in my heart I still can't let go of this emotion.

"Tsk," Yang Ming muttered, "It is obviously impossible to help my hometown complete the civilization upgrade within a few years. They still have more than 200 political systems."

"But boss, based on the information he told me, I made some deductions.

But in the past two months, the emperor suddenly changed his temper. Not only did he extend his hand to the boundaries of the legal constraints on imperial power, he even set some new rules.

His only job is to deal with some big things that don't happen for half a year.

"One planet? More than two hundred political systems?"

"Second, I can provide you with ports and small and medium-sized battleship groups to strengthen your strength; of course, you have to purchase them through normal channels and give you a cost price.

Mimili couldn't help but puff up her lips.

In fact, isn’t it the same for the Milky Way?

Lu smiled and said: "Then, if there is a powerful force in the empire camp, will this force appear in the game?"

"One is, what is the meaning of the existence of the forerunners."

Mimili wondered:

"Let's go back to the empire," Yang Ming patted his thigh, "I will take you to play for a few more days, and then we will start laying out the emperor star."

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became depressing, and the maids did not dare to breathe. There was only a slight sound made by dozens of suspended balls that were like ornaments rotating around.

"First, I will give you some serious identity.

The old emperor suddenly kicked over the desk in front of him.

Yang Ming murmured: "It should be possible, and it will be corrected to a certain extent?"

"Boss, is this matter..."

"I talked a lot with the guy No. 4 this time, and I found that his development path is quite interesting. He accumulates industries through gangs, uses the weaknesses of human nature to infiltrate politicians, wanders in the black area, accumulates power and then launders his name. This can be done quickly.

Status promotion.

"The biggest problem of my home planet is that it cannot devote all its resources to this civilization assessment.

Lu raised his glasses:

The officials on both sides lowered their heads and did not move even an inch.

"And this may not necessarily be impossible to negotiate with them. After all, the value of a greenhouse civilization to them is not too high.

The easiest job in the galaxy is this.

"Uncle, just be busy with your business. I can help you too."

For example, the recently promulgated decree requires criminals to kneel down when summoned.

"The same goes for us. We haven't shared a lot of information with him," Yang Ming said. "Now that he is under our control, we can just ask more questions later. The problem now is that my home planet is not competitive enough."

She said softly: "Then I will listen to you, Uncle Hanton."

Mimili's eyes were shining brightly:

"Compared to the kind of pirate work that requires a month of preparation and two galaxies of happiness, I prefer the life here, uncle.

"Oh, accidentally touching the barrier of the space-time bubble is really a troublesome thing."

No matter how civilization develops, as long as the underlying logic of social operation is similar and inherited from the values ​​and social outlook of the Fayan people, then everyone will be bound by this fetter.

"Let go, I want to build a powerful force."



"Lu, help me keep an eye on the news from the Emperor Star. We will find the right opportunity and must go to the Emperor Star to try to see if we can quickly gain power and resources through the old emperor's expanded desire for control."

Yang Ming said: "Yes, but it's very different from the real place. It's just a ruin containing some ancient technology, as well as some precious alloys... huh?"

The old emperor's smile gradually faded.

Mimi Li sneered, shrugged slightly, and looked at Yang Ming with a more appreciative look.

"Little girl, those who know the current affairs are heroes," Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, "I can't give you too much attention when it comes to business matters."

Mimi Li leaned against the sofa where Yang Ming was sitting. There was clearly room for ten people next to her, but she had to squeeze in to this spot.

Yang Ming held his knees and sat back on the sofa.

Lu said softly: "Boss, why don't you relax first and wait until the anxiety subsides before you think about this problem."

Yang Ming rubbed his hair randomly a few times and sighed:

"Even game tickets, that is, basic game equipment, if they cannot be promoted uniformly, the entire planet combined will only be able to purchase a few hundred million units at most. Half of the population cannot afford them. They just want to make themselves and their families live a good life.

It’s already very difficult.”

His Majesty the Emperor's slender fingertips gently tickled his nose.

The old emperor began to participate in political affairs.

Lu sighed: "Only when all humans on the home planet unite can they form basic cohesion and competitiveness. This is indeed a big problem."

Several maids lowered their heads and moved forward, cleaning up the mess on the ground.

"You, yes, just you, come here."

A maid obeyed the order and bowed her head forward, walked to the emperor's side, leaned forward at the emperor's signal, and allowed the emperor's palm to grasp her chest tightly and ravage her, she gritted her teeth and did not moan in pain.

The emperor closed his eyes and rested, thinking about something.

(End of chapter)


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