Catherine looked at the package she had just opened.
This beautifully decorated physical book surprised her a little.
Isn't this the book that Hanton has been reading?
She opened the title page and saw a line of small words written by Yang Ming.
'To the beautiful and intelligent fighting maniac. - Hanton.'
Catherine pursed her lips and smiled, untied her ponytail, adjusted the golden mask into a hairband, picked up the warm water that was automatically prepared on the side, and let her slender body sink into the sofa by the window.
Outside the window is the night view of Yaha Star, busy and quiet.
She had just finished an overseas assignment and had a few days off, and was wondering whether to go find Yang Ming.
She had heard that Yang Ming had launched a raid on the second planet in the Imperial Star Circle before the collective case of the nobles in Bu Zhong Yao Xing was over. After eight days of secret visits, he had obtained a large number of criminal evidence of the local nobles.
'If I go over now, it may delay his work.'
Catherine sighed softly and lowered her head to turn the pages of the book.
She thought again of the series of events she experienced at the super modification center.
Catherine can confirm that Bligh has done a lot of things, and the Super Modifiers organization may have been controlled by Bligh.
She couldn't understand the relationship between Bly and Hanton.
Bligh has shown his loyalty to the white ghost Hanton more than once.
Even those staff members of the super-changer organization who were influenced and controlled by Bly would say this to her:
'My deepest respects to the great ghost.'
This is not just a secret code.
It is possible that a somewhat terrifying organization was built with Bligh as the core.
What does Hanton want to do?
Catherine looked down at the book in her hand, her expression a little frozen.
As they spent more time together, Catherine discovered that instead of diminishing, the secrets surrounding Hanton continued to increase. This man, who exuded a mysterious aura, had completely plunged her into the swamp of human love.
However, she also reminds herself all the time that love should not be everything in her short life.
She needs to do something and must do something.
Now, she has had this opportunity.
After her personal selection, twenty-five super-changers who had the same ideals as her gathered around her.
They established their goals for the future. When faced with the decision of life and death in the Super Reformer Center, they unified their thoughts and had a firm belief in advancing and retreating together, and living and dying together.
These twenty-six of them are still loyal to the Empire.
This kind of loyalty is the motivation for them to work hard;
They will use their limited lives to make their own contribution to the empire by cutting off the carrion from their bodies.
The size of the empire is too large, and perhaps they cannot complete the great goal of reforming the empire's system, but they are willing to burn their souls to light this lamp.
This "Emperor's Biography"...
Catherine suddenly understood Yang Ming's purpose in giving her this book.
'You must first understand the emperor before you can overthrow him.'
Her eyes lit up, and her interest in reading immediately doubled.
Ding, ding!
The shell-shaped communicator jumped out of the projection screen on its own. Catherine turned her head, glanced at it, and grabbed the communicator.
It's a message from him.
[Hanton (Dear Ghost): Have you received the book? 】
[Catherine (wife-to-be): Got it! Are you finished? 】
[Hanton (Dear Ghost): We’re done, the second group of nobles have been arrested. 】
[Catherine (wife-to-be): I have four days off, can I fly over to you? 】
[Hanton (Dear Ghost): Of course, I have nothing to do now. The military task force has arrived here, and the local defense forces have taken control of the situation. All I need to do now is sign a few documents.
】
[Catherine (wife-to-be): Mainly on vacation, secondary on case handling? 】
[Hanton (Dear Ghost): Undercover visits are also very hard. In this way, I will go to Director Reeva and transfer you directly to be my bodyguard. They should not reject my reasonable appeal. 】
[Catherine (wife-to-be): I still have to study, and there are still a lot of things to deal with, but I can solve them on the Internet... Then I’ll pack my bags now. 】
Yang Ming blinked, turned to look at the bustling temporary command center with people coming and going, and replied with a guilty conscience:
【no problem.】
When everyone is so busy, is it a bit too much for him to hang out with his girlfriend?
Yang Ming rubbed his nose, excused himself with a high-sounding reason like 'Why does the coach need to charge into battle?', and dialed the communication with Director Reiva.
Director Reva is not controlled by Bly, but she has no reason to refuse this excellent opportunity to help the super-modifier organization gain fame and merit.
In the current empire, the white ghost that is carrying out the aristocratic rectification movement is ‘political correctness’.
Ten minutes later, Yang Ming held a meeting of the leadership team of the task force.
After three attempts, five divided by two, he gave the opportunity to perform meritorious service to two palace maids, the commander of the local defense force, and two major generals of the military task force.
Yang Ming, on the other hand, kept his merit and fame deep in his heart and left before the matter was over.
The merit application form for the first case has been submitted, and the names of Hanyin and others are indeed on the first line, and His Majesty the Emperor has given instructions.
Yang Ming's noble character made Hanyin, Hanxiang and others awe-inspiring.
Therefore, no matter what reason Yang Ming uses to leave alone now, this group of people will feel...
Ghost is right.
…
Half an hour later.
Yang Ming slipped out of the command building of the temporarily mobilized defense forces. There was already a hover car waiting outside the door, taking him to a local luxury hotel to rest.
He is not engaging in corruption, this is all the schedule arranged by Lu.
With the passage of time and the upgrade of his main brain group, Lu has regained his confidence in invading the Imperial Star Circle network.
Anyway, the worst case scenario is that he will be kicked out by that senior.
Law has deployed millions of self-camouflage layers to ensure that the location of its overseas main server group will not be exposed, and uses Dongfeng as an information transfer station to ensure that all information exchanged at home and abroad is carried out on Dongfeng.
When Lu was kicked out of the Emperor Star Circle network last time, there was some encrypted information in the server she rented on Yaha Star.
This must have been left behind by that senior.
Lu had never dared to touch this information before, lest there be some super virus in it;
But now, Lu is ready to take action, eager to try, and begins to think about how to complete the decryption more safely and see what the senior left for him.
Of course, before doing this kind of thing, Liu must seek permission from his boss in advance to ensure that the boss is in a safe enough environment.
The back seat of a driverless hover car.
Yang Ming stretched out and asked in a low voice: "Lu, how many planets are behind you?"
"If we go by the list His Majesty the Emperor gave you, there are still thirty-two stars, twelve of which are in the Emperor Star Circle," Lu said with a smile, "Boss, you can actually gain some merit appropriately. If you turn around this circle,
Maybe it will be enough to be promoted to Duke."
"It's not that easy, Grand Duke of the Empire. This is the pinnacle of power that non-royal members can reach."
Yang Ming smiled and said:
"Lvyou still doesn't understand human nature very well. It doesn't make any difference whether my name is written on the merit application form or not.
"Whether I am given the title of Duke is only in the emperor's thoughts, and does not depend on those merits; of course, enough merits can also reduce criticism.
"Don't worry, we are moving forward at a rapid pace now.
"And now I want the Ancient God Cell Group more than the Grand Duke of the Empire."
"Okay," Lu sighed softly, "Boss, I have been thinking recently about when will your game start and what are the conditions for starting it."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and cheered up: "Have you figured out anything?"
"The most likely possibility is related to the status achieved by the forerunners in the corresponding camp."
Lu's pocket projection appeared on Yang Ming's shoulder and said seriously:
“First of all, what is certain is that the Faya civilization can start the game at any time, intercept the status of human civilization in the galaxy for a moment, and make it into a trial game.
"Secondly, according to the information we currently have, the Faya civilization will provide a fair competition environment for all greenhouse civilizations. Forerunners cannot directly intervene, but we can indirectly affect the in-game by affecting the distribution of forces within the galaxy.
Power structure.
"Forerunners will most likely correct these by modifying the data of the NPC characters in the game.
"Combining the information provided to us by Forerunner No. 4 and using the elimination method to filter the options, I think we can make a bold inference - the five Forerunners must meet a certain standard before the game will start."
"A certain standard?"
"Yes, I can only make some inferences."
Lu analyzed it carefully:
"It is possible that the Forerunners can help their home planet civilization gain a foothold in their respective forces.
"Perhaps the most basic thing is that the Forerunners can ensure that after tens of billions of humans from the greenhouse civilization are sent to the main civilization of the galaxy, they have the ability to prevent these humans from starving to death and live a decent life.
"If it is the first possibility, then at least the first mover must become a senior official of a powerful country.
"If the second possibility is possible, as long as the pioneers can make a voice in the political system and the online world and ensure that it attracts the attention of the camp government, it will be enough."
Yang Ming said: "If the hypothesis is true, it should be the second type. The positions that pioneers can reach are different. It is impossible to set too high standards, otherwise it will destroy the balance of the game."
"Yes, I also prefer the second one."
Lu nodded seriously:
"The problem now is that Forerunner No. 5 has not shown up yet, and Forerunner No. 3 has triggered the Resurrection Armor, and it will take time to develop again."
"We still have time," Yang Ming's eyes lit up. "If you feel that there is not enough time, you can continue to delay time by resurrecting Forerunner No. 4."
"Yes, boss, but I still have to remind you that this is just my guess."
Yang Ming raised his hand and pinched Lu's simulated face, and did not continue the topic.
Lil blinked.
The boss is... haha! The old scumbag doesn't even let go of the figures!
Yang Ming sighed quietly and sighed: "No matter what, it will take about a year for these thirty-odd planets to come down. During this year, I will have to work hard for the empire."
"It is foreseeable that this year you will gain unprecedented fame and become a truly powerful person in the empire."
"This is only based on the emperor's trust in me," Yang Ming said calmly, "I must find a way so that the emperor cannot target me, and that I can counterattack His Majesty the Emperor at critical moments."
Law asked back: "Isn't Miss Catherine your investment?"
Yang Ming was stunned for a moment: "What did I invest in her?"
"Isn't this a big move you made?" Lu asked in a low voice.
"You are overthinking it. I just asked her to read more and have a leadership temperament."
Yang Ming touched his chin and kept thinking.
The most effective way to counter the emperor is to have the ability to replace him at any time.
Instead of becoming the emperor yourself, you can train and support an emperor to ascend to the throne. The current emperor's health is relatively stable and he has not yet established a prince. If he wanted to secretly invest in a prince or princess, he would not be able to find a clear target.
The empire has clear regulations on the royal family. No prince or princess can participate in internal political affairs. Only some members of the royal family can represent the image of the empire in diplomacy.
For example, Princess Lorna.
This Lorna... Yang Ming doesn't like her and has no interest in investing in her.
"Lu, find a way to investigate the princesses and princes of the royal family. First of all, exclude those guys who appeared in front of the emperor when the elder forced the palace."
Lu's eyes lit up: "Okay boss, do you want to marry a princess? This is indeed a shortcut."
"How could I sell my body and dignity," Yang Ming snorted, "Can any imperial princess remain pure? It's impossible. In that kind of environment, everyone will inevitably fall."
"All right."
Yang Ming thought of Her Royal Highness the Princess of Luofeng Empire again.
That little guy is quite nice, but she has watched him grow up. She is really like a niece or sister, and she has no such idea at all.
If his biological sister could be one-third as cute and "loving" as Emilia, his current motivation to save the earth would probably be doubled.
"I don't know how those guys are doing now."
The hover car slows down slowly.
Yang Ming looked out the window. In the splendid hotel lobby, two rows of reception ladies in evening gowns were waiting quietly.
The car door opened, and several local officials immediately stepped forward and opened the car door for Yang Ming.
"Master Ghost!"
The two rows of hostesses all bowed: "Sir!"
Yang Ming frowned slightly.
This is not because Lu was negligent in his work. The news that he settled here should have been leaked by the hotel. After all, he had to use his real name information when checking in.
"Everyone, the battle is quite big."
Yang Ming said with a smile, and then took out the communicator in front of several officials.
"Major General Qiulisa, bring a group of people here. There are several officials here who want to bribe me to check their family background."
"Yes! Sir! I'll be right over!"
These people's faces were all green.
"Stand still here and don't move," Yang Ming said calmly, "If you move one step, I will consider you to be fleeing in fear of crime. Just stand still and cooperate with the investigation. As long as you have no connection with the local nobles, I will let them let you go.
"
"Master Ghost! You are so noble!"
"We just want to treat you to a casual meal, Master Ghost!"
"We really don't want to bribe you! We are all good people, sir! We want to thank you for eliminating cancer in the local area!"
"grown ups!"
Yang Ming waved his hand and calmly slipped into the hotel lobby.
The hostesses, hotel doormen, and several hotel managers all had subtle changes in their eyes when they looked at Yang Ming.
This is the white ghost of the empire.
…
New Federation, Minter City, Secret Chamber.
Councilor Allison sat in the corner and looked at the dozens of elderly people gathered in this narrow room.
He knew that he had successfully reached the real center of power of the New Federation.
Today's topic must not be announced to the public.
Just like back then, these people also decided to implement the insect burying plan against the empire, and today they also have to pass a resolution.
"Resolution No. 3 on the Development of Clone Legions and New Ships".
Here, a few words from these old men can trigger political turmoil in powerful countries like the Guel Alliance, and can launch subversive revolutions in some medium-sized countries.
"The voting will now begin. Those who support this resolution please raise your hands."
When the old voice fell, most of the members raised their right hands, and Allison chose to go with the flow.
…
The Free United States, Prime Star, somewhere in an ecological simulation park in the outer space port.
The gentle Forerunner No. 4 looked at the screen in front of him with a smile. The picture shown inside was a mixture of several politicians and more than a dozen beautiful men and women.
He picked up the remote control and fiddled with it gently, and the picture kept changing.
Addictive drugs, dance parties, gambling halls, live broadcasts of kidnappings, serial car accidents on the surface...
"Human nature is so fragile."
Forerunner No. 4 chanted softly.
"The white ghost is really troublesome."
…
Guel League, First Star.
An old man sat quietly in front of the shop window, as if lost in memories or thinking about something.
His attire was crisp and spotless.
The laser gun raised towards him still gave him some nightmares.
He didn't know whether it was good or bad luck for him. His consciousness revived again and he became a retired general of the Guel Alliance. This time he successfully seized the dominance of consciousness and accumulated his own power in silence.
He already has high prestige in the Guel League.
What is a little less than ideal is that he only has a dozen years left to live, and his body will decay irreversibly.
A voice told him that he would not have a third chance.
Several military vehicles stopped behind him, and the old man stood up tremblingly, with some thoughts in his eyes, thinking about how to gain political influence.
…
Within the empire, the flagship bridge of the military task force.
Yang Ming stood quietly behind the main console, staring at the route map ahead.
Catherine was sitting not far away, drinking coffee, and had already turned over half of "The Emperor's Life" in her hand.
"Sir, you can now go to the next planet."
"Everyone," Yang Ming said calmly, "the next time is when we are under the greatest pressure. The nobles have formed a group to resist our law enforcement. We cannot rule out that we will be directly attacked by the private armies of the nobles."
Major General Cleon shouted firmly: "Sir! We are ready to sacrifice for the empire!"
"Don't worry," Yang Ming smiled, "The noble fleet does not have heavy ships, I can handle it myself. You must be flexible."
Major General Cleon shrugged.
"Let's move forward."
"yes!"
"People in each area have stopped moving, and the headquarters formation is about to jump."