Catherine couldn't help laughing when she heard Yang Ming's complaints, and then coaxed Yang Ming with a few words in a gentle voice.
She is indeed very busy, and not only is she busy, she is also under tremendous pressure.
After all, they are planning something as trivial as rebellion.
However, Catherine did not mention this much. Even in the exclusive encrypted communication between the two of them, she maintained the highest degree of discipline.
"Do you need manpower over there?" Catherine asked with concern, "I just learned that you went to retaliate against the new federal CIA. In fact, you can take me with you, or call Bligh to help you. He is relatively free now.
After all, the people above have to follow his advice."
——Bly controlled the Super Modifier organization and continued to spread his "control network" outwards.
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Just go about your business. I have nothing to do here. The CIA likes revenge, but the nobles who ordered the bombing of civilians are not easy to deal with. The noble court means that I will not pursue this matter."
"Aristocratic court?"
Catherine's expression suddenly became serious:
"I have heard that before the gas bomb exploded, Daphne's comprehensive transport ship suddenly opened fire on the venue, with all its guns."
"Well," Yang Ming said, "the higher ups are trying to use the new federal CIA's terrorist attacks to cover up the nobles' dirty deeds."
"How do you want to deal with it?" Catherine asked softly.
"In my territory, if they touch my people and ruin my affairs, do they still want to escape unscathed?"
Yang Ming sneered:
"Now I am just asking my assistants to collect evidence, find out who is behind those officers, and seize a clue so that we can attack them.
"These nobles are really itchy.
"This also has something to do with me. Last time I just asked Prince Kinov and others to compensate for some resources, which made the nobles feel that the knife in my hand was no longer so sharp."
Catherine hummed a few times: "Why don't you give me a list and I'll do them secretly for you. I do have some friends here who can do the dirty work."
"You?" Yang Ming blinked, "You have your own killer organization now?"
Catherine smiled and said nothing.
She also wants to seek progress.
After all, he was going to be the leader of the rebel army.
"Also, I have prepared a batch of new mechanical viruses," Catherine said. "I have arranged enough internal support at the largest mechanical guard final assembly factory in the empire, and I will soon have a batch of troops...I am now,
That, I might need a little help from you."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Just tell me."
"We lack talents in omnics," Catherine said. "We are not very good at controlling omnics, and there are relatively few such experts in the entire empire. The forces we secretly cooperate with are trying to send relevant professionals, but for such an important matter
, I definitely cannot release the control of the Mechanical Guard Corps."
Yang Ming thought carefully for a while.
Law immediately sent a text reminder.
"Catherine, do you trust me so much?"
"Well," Catherine nodded, "I have unconditional trust, and you are my biggest investor. You are a bit like a mentor to the core group of our organization."
Yang Ming:……
The boyfriend did not become the husband, but became the mentor.
Yang Ming laughed: "Do you mind omnics?"
"What?"
"I mean, semi-aware omnics."
Yang Ming said slowly:
"I have a team engaged in research in these areas. I can send you two omnic experts who are themselves omnics. No one knows how to control the mechanical army better than them, and they are absolutely loyal to me. There will be no
Risk of mutiny.
"Well, you don't have any idea what I'm saying. Just give me a location and I'll ask them to come over and make contact with you."
Catherine frowned and said, "Are you developing omnics?"
Yang Ming smiled and said: "Don't worry, this doesn't constitute a crisis. Just like you, my team also lacks talents."
"Okay... aren't you afraid that the data they carry will leak your secrets?"
"I will give them special treatment so that they can maintain their professionalism and loyalty to me, but take away some sensitive memory data," Yang Ming said. "This is not a trouble, and it will not cause any trouble to me. Don't worry.
Just use them, and when you find suitable human talents, I will take them back."
Catherine groaned a few times and quickly nodded in agreement.
She chatted with Yang Ming for a few more words and then hung up the communication in a hurry. It seemed that there were still several secret meetings to be held.
Facing the empty living room, Yang Ming clicked his tongue softly.
"Boss, we have selected three good omnic experts and will send them to Dark Star Base 2 immediately," Lu asked softly, "Do you really want to take away some of their memory data?"
"Be on the safe side. The situation is now treacherous and difficult to distinguish," Yang Ming said. "Even facing Catherine, Dark Star's secret must be kept. Soon, she will be the representative of one force."
"You seem to be feeling a little regretful."
"Catherine is gradually moving away from me." Yang Ming raised his head and let himself collapse on the soft sofa. "I can feel that she has found something more important than experiencing love, but the two of us should not fall out."
Lu smiled and said: "Boss, your relationship with Captain Catherine has exceeded the average length of your relationship."
"Don't think about this anymore."
Yang Ming scratched his head and reunited his scattered thoughts.
"Did those officers confess?"
"Not yet. Due to military protection regulations, we cannot interrogate them directly. We can only listen in."
"Who's listening?"
"With sound and fragrance."
"Have they returned all the skills they learned at Tentacles?" Yang Ming sneered, "Let the two of them take action directly and send five hundred mechanical guards over to seal off the interrogation room."
"Okay boss...the military actually wants to take them away from Sakaar and interrogate them."
"That's impossible."
Yang Ming said:
"I have already communicated with Lieutenant General Thomas before. I will not target the military department, but only the nobles who bribe these mid-level and low-level officers. Just let it go.
"On the surface, they want to make a fuss, so they cooperate with them to stage a confrontation.
"Also, when releasing information to the outside world, White Ghost will not let go of any villain who attacks the civilians of the empire, whether he is a foreign force or an imperial noble. The wording should be tougher, and it is best to use some foul language."
"clear!"
Lu's voice disappeared.
Yang Ming thought for a few seconds, sighed slightly, leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and squinted for a while.
Being a lord and having to protect so many people is really tiring.
…
"I really didn't expect that I would have to show up for something like this."
Captain Gris looked at the superior in front of him and complained with a dark face.
The warship he was on had arrived near Saka and was rapidly approaching the Saka space port.
The projection of the female officer in front of Gris had an awkward smile on her lips: "You have the best personal relationship with the white ghost. I was also asked to do so. After all, the matter is so big now and there are too many aspects involved. Oh no.
Yes, even if I tell you, you won’t understand.”
"Why don't I understand?"
Gris sneered:
"Do you think I don't resent those nobles anymore? Let me come over to intercede on behalf of those nobles. Why don't they think about the consequences when they bombard civilians?"
"The meaning above is to control the impact of this matter," the female officer said sternly, "Since the public's attention has been attracted by the new federal CIA, there is no need to arouse everyone's resentment and intensify class conflicts."
"Beautiful, big things are reduced to small things. Small things are reduced to small things. I was impulsive and punished myself with three drinks."
Gris wondered:
"I just don't understand. Who is the bastard noble who planned this bombardment of the concert? He could actually get the military to give him such a big face that even our secret troops from the Skywrath Fortress came to act as peacemakers."
The female officer stared at Gris helplessly: "Do you think it's possible for me to tell you?"
"That's okay," Gris said. "If you don't tell me, I'll ask others. I have a wide network of contacts, especially among the female officers. Our popularity must be higher than yours."
So a little bit."
The female officer glared at Gris: "I haven't settled the matter with you yet!"
"I take better care of myself than you do, sir."
"roll!"
The female officer is like an angry lioness:
"Gris! This is the order! Even if it means sacrificing your body, you must appease the white ghost's anger and stop him from pursuing this matter!
"You bastard! You are simply an interstellar pig!"
Gris clicked his tongue: "Sir, your personal conservatism seems out of place in today's interstellar civilization... Why did it fail?"
Gris grinned and then fell into deep thought.
Good guy, who is it that attacked his idol this time?
Ever since the Skywrath Fortress scared away the big queen with its jump, the "grade" and "status" of their secret troops in the Skywrath Fortress have skyrocketed. They used to be assigned to do dirty work, but now they have transformed into the town's secret troops.
The national beast, cough! The sacred weapon that protects the country.
All trust relationships come here.
A certain prince?
Even a certain prince or princess?
Although the princes and princesses cannot interfere in government affairs and cannot meet with ministers, they can still have fun with the nobles. This is really uncertain.
Gris looked at the spaceport getting closer and closer in front of him, his whole face twisted.
Let him serve as a lobbyist in front of his good brother Hanton, which is worse than sticking his ass up and giving Hanton a few kicks!
Mudd, this life is really hard.
"Captain Gris!"
Suddenly there was a shout from the side. It was a middle-aged officer who was accompanying him from the military headquarters, who came to formally negotiate with the white ghost on behalf of the military headquarters.
"Quick! We have to speed up! According to the ground response, they have sent mechanical guards to seal off the interrogation room, and they will soon torture the officers!
"If someone can't help but confess, then things will be bad!
"We are protecting Mr. White Ghost. If he confronts the mastermind behind it, he will definitely not get any good results!"
Gris frowned slightly and wondered: "Do you also know who the person behind it is?"
"How could I possibly know such a secret," the officer said with a bitter smile, "but the person who sent me here is one of the highest commanders of the Imperial Military."
Gris leaned back.
Did he guess right?
Is there really a prince or princess behind this line?
Well, this is really not worth checking.
Although the princes and princesses have no real power and belong to a group of wealthy individuals in the empire, the person behind them is the emperor. Regardless of whether the emperor likes them or not, these are the continuation of the emperor's genes.
"Let's go! Go to the tail cabin and board the airship. We'll go directly below!"
Gris made a decision immediately, and the middle-aged officer immediately agreed and rushed to the tail cabin in a hurry.
Half an hour later.
On the surface of Sakaar, a single building near the Governor's Palace.
A large number of mechanical guards have surrounded this place, replacing the original lord's private army.
There are a large number of people around, and everyone knows that the crew members of Her Royal Highness Daphne's spaceship are locked up here; and through some gossip, the fact that the comprehensive supply ship once fired on the venue has also spread in the Saka star stream.
Come.
The people were not making any noise, they were just watching.
Dozens of men and women wearing imperial military uniforms were blocked from the gate by mechanical guards, and all of them were a little anxious.
Several officers who came after the incident were making urgent reports to their superiors.
A hover car passed over the crowd and stopped in front of the villa. The back door of the car opened and Princess Daphne, dressed in a light-colored trench coat, appeared again, causing a little more commotion in the nearby crowd.
She tried to approach the villa, but was blocked by several mechanical guards.
The voice of the remote controller came from the mechanical guard: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, you cannot enter here without the order of our lord."
A maid on the side said forward: "You have no right to interfere with the actions of Her Royal Highness the Princess."
"Well, I'm sorry," the operator of the mechanical guard said solemnly, "For us, the lord's order cannot be disobeyed. Please don't embarrass us. We are just ordinary citizens of the empire."
Daphne nodded slightly and did not continue to move forward. She just looked at the officers.
These people ran over immediately.
"Your Highness! You are finally here!"
Daphne frowned and asked, "How is the situation?"
"They kicked us out! The two maids named Hanyin and Hanxiang went in! They also brought some syringes and reagents with them. I'm afraid they will be tortured to extract a confession!"
"Your Highness, please quickly advise Mr. Ghost, this matter really cannot be investigated!"
"If this turns into a political incident, it may have a huge impact on the public opinion base of our country! Our military will never let go of the nobles who attacked your concert, but this matter cannot be dealt with openly.
ah!"
These officers kept talking in lowered voices.
Daphne pursed her lips slightly: "But why did I hear that if Earl Hanton hadn't been alert in advance... there was a laser beam aimed at my stage?"
"Well, that must be a misunderstanding. They must just want to cause a disturbance."
"Your Highness, please put the overall situation first..."
"I cannot interfere with Earl Hanton's decision," Daphne sighed. "As you know, because of the gas bomb terrorist attack, he rushed directly into the border of the New Federation and destroyed the CIA training base of the New Federation by himself.
, the New Federation didn't even have time to stop him, he had returned safely, and he would not let go of the nobles who planned the artillery fire."
"But this!"
"ah--"
Suddenly a scream came from the villa.
Daphne frowned slightly, and several officers suddenly became more anxious.
Although they have warned them many times before to keep their mouths shut regardless of whether they participated in the shelling incident or not, in this situation, if the two maids do some technical and ruthless work...
There was a buzzing sound from above, and two figures flew over on a hoverboard.
Captain Gris jumped down vigorously, still holding the accompanying officer in his hand. When he controlled the flight pack to land steadily, the officer fell to his knees, turned his head and sprayed out a rainbow.
He is no ordinary modified body!
But I can’t stand this kind of trouble!
Gris took off his helmet and shook his messy short and medium hair. His eyes lit up when he saw the beauty Daphne: "Wow, I'm so lucky today. I can actually see the imperial singer, the beautiful Daphne directly."
Your Highness Ni, but what are you doing here?"
Daphne nodded politely, then turned slightly, not looking at the filthy things next to her.
"Captain Gris!"
An officer rushed up and said, "You're here just in time. Hurry up and persuade Mr. Ghost! His people are lynching him!"
Several more screams came from the villa.
Gris clicked his tongue and took a few steps forward before being stopped by the guards.
The operator of the mechanical guard also played a good role in moral kidnapping: "Sorry, please don't embarrass us, we are just ordinary citizens."
"Don't you know who I am?"
Gris smiled and said: "I am a good friend of your lord. We have chopped insects together and picked up girls together. We have a close friendship like an old friend. Even if your lord is here, he will not stop me from entering. Don't believe me.
Go ask your lord."
"this……"
Gris dodged past the two mechanical guards and was about to enter with a smile.
Click, click!
Hundreds of laser guns were pointed at Gris, and warning red dots covered Gris' forehead.
"no!"
Gris raised his hands subconsciously:
"It's me! Gris! Stop the torture first and let me talk to your lord... Hanton! Hanton! Where are you, Hanton! There's something wrong with this!"
Daphne couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead.
How come this guy who is said to be the number one warrior in the Skywrath Fortress is so different from the number one warrior in the empire...
At this time, a somewhat lazy man's voice floated out from the mechanical guard's throat horn:
"Gris? Who is it? I've never heard of it. Get ready to shoot."