Outside the deputy director's suite, Yang Ming, the four maids stood quietly for a while, then two of them stayed behind while they went to find the rest room provided for them.
Inside the house, Yang Ming walked back to the bed carelessly and got under the quilt that simulated the texture of snow.
"How was your inspection, Your Highness?"
Daphne stepped on her high heels, walked to the corner of the bed, and sat down holding on to the end of the bed.
She said softly: "It can be said that there is no discipline here. It is very different from the intelligence base I thought before. The shortcomings of the Military Intelligence Bureau system cannot be eradicated within ten years."
"ten years?"
Yang Ming only exposed his head under the quilt and said with a smile:
"You are overestimating the empire's efficiency in this regard. Because of the existence of the imperial guard system, the Military Intelligence Bureau is actually dispensable."
"But the Imperial Guard system cannot be turned on all the time... Well, the advanced version of the Imperial Guard system they developed seems to have passed several key tests."
Daphne sighed softly and sat on the bed, slightly lost in thought.
If Yang Ming guessed correctly, she should be tired.
"Go back and rest, Your Highness Princess," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I have to do a multi-person sport next, and it's really hard for me to perform with you here."
Daphne frowned tightly: "Mr. Ghost, what do you want to do?"
"Big baby!"
Yang Ming greeted, and the secret door on the wall opened by itself. Four slender maids walked slowly over with laser guns. After placing the laser guns in the corner, they all dressed in maid uniforms pointed at Yang Ming.
salute.
"Owner."
"Look," Yang Ming smiled, "a robot."
Daphne couldn't help rolling her eyes and whispered: "I would like to ask your Excellency, aren't real humans better than robots?"
"Of course, you think?"
Yang Ming glared at Daphne: "Why are you so arrogant, Daphne?"
Daphne was so angry that her nose and ears almost smoked: "Arrogant? Me? Am I arrogant?"
"Look, eighty percent of your appearance and beauty are determined by your genes and your upbringing environment, which are full of uncontrollable factors. But what about these robots? They are the empire's top scientific research team, and they have worked hard for decades to create them.
What is the crystal that comes out? This is simply art."
Yang Ming clicked his tongue:
"Why do you think your abilities can surpass this kind of professional robot? Isn't this arrogance?"
"I!"
Daphne stood up.
Yang Ming always felt that she had a sense of déjà vu as she pulled open her long skirt and pounced on a real person.
"Hmph!" Daphne said calmly, "If you want to anger me, then your method is too weak. You can do whatever you want, I won't mind if my man has a few more robot toys."
After saying that, she kicked her high heels aside and walked barefoot to the bathroom.
Yang Ming stretched his neck and looked at Daphne's back, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
Does she really want to live here?
This woman is somewhat annoying by nature, and she is an elite member of the Sherman family. She is ambitious and full of utilitarianism, but she is still a young woman with a great figure and curvy figures. She is currently the most famous actress in the empire.
The dream lover of countless young men in the empire...
If something happened, Yang Ming would feel a little uncomfortable.
Unless something happens, Yang Ming always feels that he will be despised by the other party.
Yang Ming glanced at the four maids and said with a smile: "The eldest baby, the second baby, why don't you go and serve Her Highness the Princess?"
"Yes, Master."
Da Wa rolled up her sleeves: "It's a normal service, right? It doesn't mean that she will be pressed to the sewer port and suffocated to death, right master?"
"Of course," Yang Ming said, "This is the princess of the empire! You must be polite and respectful to her."
The eldest child shrugged slightly, but the other three maids bowed their heads in response normally.
Only then did Yang Ming remember that he had relaxed the restrictions on the eldest child to the greatest extent.
However, this is also quite interesting.
Half an hour later, Daphne finished washing and walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
Her long hanging hair was extremely smooth, her fair skin exuded fatal beauty under the dim light, and her flawless face carried a calmness of seventy-eight percent, as well as a hint of nervousness that could no longer be hidden.
After all, this was her first time facing a man.
Moreover, most of the time, she treats the maid or the woman she likes as a "perverted" manifestation of the realization of power.
Will he refuse?
Does he hate the power behind him, or does he really hate her, the imperial princess?
If she didn't have the identity of a princess and was just a simple singer, with her appearance and figure, would he pounce directly on her?
Thoughts popped up in Daphne's mind. When she walked to the bedside, she took a few deep breaths, then walked to the other side of the big bed with a faint smile.
"Honorary Earl of Hanton, this is how you welcome the princess..."
Daphne spoke for a moment.
She saw the spray on the bedside table next to Yang Ming.
Although she has never used it, she also knows that this unisex spray can create an extremely thin film that isolates the sexes during human reproduction rehearsal rituals, thus achieving the purpose of contraception.
Daphne subconsciously clenched her fists, which pose no threat to ordinary humans.
She admitted that at this moment, she was indeed a little...
"chatter--"
A slight purring sound came from the tip of Boss Yang's nose.
Daphne breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand to rub her forehead, and then looked at Yang Ming helplessly.
"You are so ungentlemanly."
Daphne murmured in a low voice, and the bath towel slowly slipped off her body. She lifted the corner of the quilt, and lay down on the other side of the big bed two meters away.
The four maids turned on the night sleep mode, walked to the four corners of the suite, then closed their eyes, automatically turning on wireless charging and night response mode.
The light in the room gradually dimmed, and Yang Ming's snoring became the main sound here.
Daphne didn't know what happened. She used to suffer from insomnia for an hour or two, but she soon started to feel sleepy due to this kind of noise, and fell asleep in a daze.
'It's not a bad night like this.'
This was the last thought that came to her mind before she rested.
…
"madness!"
The third uncle's scolding made Atero somewhat embarrassed.
"Third uncle, this, this is mainly because Hanton wants to create some achievements, so he proposed a plan to seize the black hole of military expenditures of the local defense forces. This, I just want to ask for your opinion."
"The only thing you have a brain for is your self-awareness! If you know anything, ask me, this old guy!"
The third uncle snorted heavily:
"Now there is a war on the front line, but these big nobles are trying to buy the bottom in the rear. How can the big nobles not cause chaos!
"There will be no problem with one or two big nobles. You are trying to make all the big nobles have a strong sense of crisis. Once they unite and cry in front of His Majesty, how many heads do you think you can have? Our respected Majesty will
Wouldn't you just use you to calm down the anger of the nobles?
"You are just such an idiot!
"White Ghost is a reformed warrior. It's understandable that he doesn't have a big picture view. You've been in the Military Intelligence Agency for so many years, how come you don't even understand this?"
Artero could only apologize in embarrassment.
He secretly said he was lucky - fortunately, he listened to Hanton's words and asked his third uncle in advance.
The third uncle cursed a few times and became calmer. He said in a low voice, "Have you mentioned this matter to anyone else?"
"Absolutely not."
"Well, you still have some brains."
The third uncle nodded slowly, leaned on the sofa and started puffing away:
"Atro, you have to remember one thing. The rule of the empire is achieved through the tools of the nobility. The great nobility is the redundant part of this tool and is the worm that will inevitably arise in this system.
"The internal conflicts in the empire have become increasingly intensified. Our method of using war to transform and export conflicts to the outside world did not achieve much effect after the initial setback in the war.
"Actually, I have been thinking recently about what is the cause of the empire's current predicament."
Atero laughed sarcastically: "Third uncle, this is the scope of your worries. I can't understand it."
"What's the point of worrying?"
The third uncle sneered:
"My influence only exists in the military system. When the army completes a cycle of metabolism from bottom to top, if I can't go any further, I will have to find a place to retire."
Then, the third uncle sighed softly and said slowly:
"When I was your age, I was a general who didn't have much brains. I only knew tactics, tactics, attack, and attack. I led my fleet to defeat powerful enemies one after another.
"Later I learned that the empire's greatest enemy is the empire itself.
"Within the empire, under the round table, within the sphere of influence of various departments in the military and political system, there are two forces that are not clearly divided... It is not so much the forces, but rather the inner tendencies of us old people.
"Atro, you may have heard of the term institutional reformer."
Atero was stunned for a moment: "Third uncle, are you a reformist?"
Third uncle nodded slowly:
"It's time to tell you this, but you don't have to worry. This is a discussion within the core of the empire's power. We are just looking for a way out for the future of the empire.
"This discussion is actually about whether we should modify the imperial system, define the empire as a civilization with a long history, and then decorate the periphery of the political system with the words of freedom and democracy. It is still a different method, adopt the strategy of elite governance, and let the aristocrats only
Maintain honorary titles, including the greatest nobles in the empire.
"As far as the military is concerned, there are mostly reformists and few conservatives.
"As for the large aristocratic circles, there are many conservatives and fewer reformists. This is in line with their respective interests."
Artro frowned tightly, the largest noble in the empire, isn't that... His Majesty the Emperor?
In fact, he has long heard that among the elites in charge of various fields such as the empire's military, government, economy, culture, etc. - such as him, a big boss who is apparently retired but is actually still influencing the military behind the scenes, there is a reformist group and a conservative group.
group.
But he didn't expect that when he came into contact with this, he had no choice and already had a clear position.
He definitely wants to hang out with his third uncle.
"Third uncle, what is Your Majesty's attitude towards this?"
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty doesn't know these things," the third uncle laughed, "On that table, two-fifths are occupied by the reformers, and three-fifths are occupied by the conservatives and those who maintain the status quo. I am new to this table.
In this circle, there were only one-fifth of the reformists."
"Growing so fast?"
"Many people have changed their minds," the third uncle said slowly. "The empire has existed for too long, and the system has been patched with countless patches. It is indeed unable to withstand the ideological impact of political systems such as the New Federation. Many of them have changed their minds.
The people will feel that the imperial system itself is evil, and only a democratic country will fully respect human rights."
Artro frowned slightly: "Then, what should we do?"
"It can't be done, or in other words, the time is far from mature."
Third uncle said slowly:
"The reformists have reached a bottleneck, because if you want to get to that table, you have to become a member of the Sherman family, and you will be bound by the imperial system.
"I am saying this to you today to make you sober and stable. You are too young. Even with His Majesty's protection, you cannot rise too fast. You must fully think about the overall situation of the empire before you can make a decision that is truly in line with your needs."
An act of imperial interest.
"Also, please help me bring a message to the white ghost."
"Say it!" Artero immediately grabbed the small notebook, "I'll write it down right now."
"Idiot! Can this be recorded in writing? Are you an intelligence agent?"
Artero could only laugh.
The third uncle grabbed the oxygen bottle and gave himself a few mouthfuls of relief before continuing: "You can convey it to him for me and let it settle for a few years. It might not be a good choice for him."
"It has been here for several years... I remember it all!"
"Then get out!"
The third uncle raised his crutch and wanted to hit someone:
"I'm so mad at you! If your mother hadn't entrusted you to me! I would be too lazy to care about you, you idiot!"
Artero just laughed and secretly turned off the call.
Then, he looked up at Yang Ming sitting in the corner and shrugged slightly: "You guessed it right, this is my third uncle's attitude."
Yang Ming wondered: "Did I just hear that you put all the blame on the white ghost Hanton?"
"do not mind the details."
Atero chuckled twice and took two red wine glasses. A floating ball flew over and automatically poured drinks into the glasses.
He approached Yang Ming with a sly smile on his face: "I heard that Her Highness Daphne spent the night in your room, the deputy director?"
"Well, is there a problem?"
Yang Ming calmly took the drink, lowered his head and took a sip, and said softly: "There were four maid robots you gave me at that time."
"Five, five?"
"As far as the quality of sleep last night was concerned, it was quite comfortable." Yang Ming told the truth.
Artero glanced at Yang Ming's waist and could only sigh in a low voice: "I want to transform myself. Hanton, you are also... a powerful transforming life form."
"Calm down," Yang Ming squinted and smiled, "Okay, let's continue to discuss how to trouble the nobles of the empire."
Artero sighed and slumped down on the sofa: "Then we can only collect criminal evidence of these nobles from other aspects. It is best to find a few people who are not popular and have wealthy families. This is the easiest way to get results and can also provide
The military provides a large amount of military expenditures, achieving multiple goals with one stone."
Yang Ming didn't say much, and sat slumped on the sofa with Artero, slowing down his thinking, refusing to think, and passing the time.
However, while the two of them were chatting here, a storm was brewing on the empire's network.
In Lu's thinking space, hundreds of clones were standing in front of various screens, typing on the keyboards in front of them quickly.
Dark Star Navy is online again.
And this time, the topic they want to hype is also very simple.
[The Empire’s local defense forces suffered huge military losses, and the collective corruption of the hereditary nobles].
Some things, once started, there is no reason to stop.
Of course, Yang Ming didn't have high expectations for this matter. The empire was like a high-pressure boiler. It was far from reaching its limit now. This kind of small thing just added a little more pressure to it.
…
Dark Star Base 3.
Hera lay tiredly in the rest cabin, adjusted her sleep parameters, and with the help of sleep aid gas, began to have four hours of efficient sleep.
This is what she is most dissatisfied with about her body.
It is really poor quality to be unable to carry out research work 24 hours a day.
However, not long after Hera lay down, she suddenly opened her eyes, the scattered pupils quickly converged, and her brows frowned tightly.
Great Queen, are you going to start upgrading your dimension?