[This morning, the Imperial Investigation Team issued a major statement.
According to the actual investigation of the investigation team, it has been confirmed that the New Federation has a high probability of having the ability to make liquid metal assassination robots.
Similarly, the investigation team cannot rule out the possibility that the New Federation will try to use the same means to destroy the empire's operating system.
This investigation also found that the New Federation's relevant patented technologies are already ahead of the Empire's, which does not include some of the technologies that the other party may have hidden.
Below are excerpts from an interview with the leader of the investigation team, Imperial Hero Hanton.
"Yes, the New Federation is very powerful in these fields. Their omni-machine technology and the extended imagination of these technologies are all superior to ours. This makes me feel a sense of urgency. The empire is no longer in the overall lead..."
"Emperor Star Briefing" brings you the latest consultation.]
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The projection screen disappeared with a hissing sound effect.
In the living room of a lakeside villa near the Military Intelligence Base, Yang Ming was sitting shirtless on the sofa, slightly lost in thought.
He had just woken up, and his brain was still in the power-on stage, and now his mind was filled with Mimili's beautiful body and that deadly moan.
Oh my gosh, this excitement...
Wearing a super-sensory helmet to rehearse human reproduction rituals, it is really easy for people to lose interest in this kind of thing!
This will directly increase the ‘happiness threshold’!
He is still young and hasn't had enough sex yet, so he doesn't dare to keep using this method.
Mimi Li probably didn't expect that the combination of the original impulse of life and mechanical methods would put such a heavy load on the body.
She was still asleep in the bedroom on the second floor at the moment. The maid robot in the villa couldn't change the sheets even if she wanted to. She was too tired to wake up even if she screamed.
Can play.
Advanced civilizations know how to play.
Boss Yang shook his head, closed his eyes and lay on the sofa, deciding to let his brain rest for a while.
The watch suddenly made a beeping sound.
Yang Ming glanced at it drowsily, took a deep breath, and clicked connect.
The watch emitted several rays of light, intertwining a human figure wearing a white robe, like some religious sacrifice.
The sexless angel, Yang Ming's secret thug, Bly.
Bly's expression seemed to be suppressing some kind of impulse, and his long, silky blue hair was gently swaying, without any trace of bleaching or dyeing.
He asked softly: "Long time no see, dear Mr. Ghost, is it convenient for you to chat with me now?"
"Well," Yang Ming closed his eyes and didn't bother to open them, "Don't worry, as long as I'm not on the Emperor Star, no one can monitor me."
"Owner."
Blay breathed a sigh of relief.
It was as if shouting these two words could relieve him of a lot of pressure.
He smiled and asked: "Are you just waking up from a hangover?"
"It's worse than a hangover," Yang Ming pressed his eyebrows, "This is the price of happiness... Is there anything important?"
"Yes, but it's not that important. I'm just a little worried."
Bligh sighed:
"Recently, Shengwei Laboratory has broken the original agreement several times, summoned many super-modifiers in advance, and urged the super-modifier organization to incubate more super-modifiers as soon as possible for subsequent experiments.
"This is information that super-modifiers cannot know, because I have more people under my control now, so I got this information.
"This makes me feel very depressed. I still have more than ten years left, but I am also worried that it may be my turn in the next few years.
"They have great expectations for me, a spiritual super-changer."
Yang Ming regained some energy.
He had already heard about this matter, but he didn't expect that Bly would have such worries.
Yang Ming said: "You can make preparations in advance. Anyway, the top management of the Super Modifiers are now your younger brothers. When they get the news that they have arrested you for experiments, you can just go ahead and do it."
"Run?"
"It means running away," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I just happened to go to help your captain."
Bly's eyes lit up: "I knew that you, the great one, would never succumb to the corrupt royal family! How can they, mediocre and incompetent ordinary humans, make you loyal to them!"
Yang Ming:……
"Yes, that's right."
Boss Yang nodded slowly and showed a standard villain sneer:
"I have ambitious plans, and I just want to implement them step by step. What you see now is not the real me."
"Bly is willing to sacrifice everything for you," said Bly with a hint of intoxication.
Yang Ming:……
Mudd, mind control is so evil!
This method of control can continuously provide psychological suggestions to the person being controlled, allowing the other party to continuously strengthen self-hypnosis.
The empire's thought imprinting experiment has almost the same effect.
Yang Ming asked warmly: "Are you here to talk to me because you are under too much pressure?"
"Yes Master."
"Don't worry about Bly," Yang Ming smiled. "If they call you, just hide or contact me in time."
"Master, don't worry, as long as I have your permission and know your great ideal, then I have nothing to fear!"
Bly's eyes were very firm:
"I will let them know what an outstanding living entity the super modified body is!
"I will give them enough shock. Of course, all this is under your guidance and permission."
He lowered his head and bowed deeply to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming nodded with a smile and continued to encourage Bly.
He suddenly thought of something.
"Bly, you haven't added to your collection recently, have you?"
"You don't like this kind of thing, so I restrained myself a lot."
Bly showed a shy smile:
"Having a compassionate heart for the weak is a noble quality I learned from you."
Yang Ming nodded: "Then are there any chances for the collections you made in the past to be restored?"
Bly sighed: "Boss, that is actually an experimental project centered around me."
"Um?"
“Biopsychiatric Network Construction.”
Bligh explained softly:
"Although the collection was selected by me, the overall implementation is in charge of the laboratories affiliated with Ascending Dimension Laboratory. They are verifying the experiment of using non-mechanical means to fuse biological spiritual bodies and have successfully constructed a 100,000-year-old laboratory.
Human-scale brain networks.
"This plan has not failed, it is suspended because there is no need to proceed at this stage.
"You can understand that the master controller of this network is me, and I have now been able to make one-third of the collection spiritually synchronized and become my spiritual amplifier.
"However, the price is that these collections become unconscious vegetative people. They have been made into... biological devices with a lifespan of one hundred years."
Yang Ming frowned tightly.
Bly apologized and bowed: "I'm sorry, Master, I made you feel sick... I also hate myself like this. There seems to be some problem with my emotional system."
"Ah, no, it's not that disgusting, just a little disgusting," Yang Ming sighed, "Why didn't you tell me this before, Blay?"
"You didn't ask, and you expressed disgust with my behavior of collecting collections. I have been restraining myself."
Bly showed a hint of intoxication:
"This does make me happy. Oh, sorry, this may not be in line with the values of the current society."
"Okay, Bligh," Yang Ming sighed, "you should pay more attention. If this experiment is promoted again, you can contact me in advance."
"As you command, my master."
There was some movement from the second floor.
Yang Ming hurriedly hung up the call and looked up.
Wearing only her underwear, pale-faced Mimili appeared beside the railing with her hair disheveled, pouting and muttering: "Uncle, let's just use the same one in the future."
"What a genius idea."
Yang Ming gave a thumbs up.
Mimili covered her mouth and yawned. She didn't have the energy to make any seductive moves right now, so she went to get a glass of water honestly.
Yang Ming patted the place next to him.
"Well," Mimi Li paused subconsciously, "I can't help it now...Uncle, you know, I am still an ordinary person. Although I am happy, we still have to put life safety as the basis."
"Just a hug. Lovers' relationship is not just that kind of thing. Come here and sleep for a while."
Mimi Li laughed and curled up next to Yang Ming, resting her head on Yang Ming's thigh.
After a while, she fell asleep again.
The machine maid controlled by Ritsu brought a blanket to cover her beautiful body.
Yang Ming turned on the projection screen again, turned down the volume, and started watching some local news in the empire.
The warm stellar light controlled by the glass shines in the living room. Mimili, hiding in Yang Ming's shadow, is like a lazy civet. Yang Ming's fingers gently caress her soft skin, and he also closes his eyes, letting
Don't think too much yourself.
Sometimes, thinking too much is of no use.
It was impossible for him to know when "Faya's Game" would start based on fantasy alone;
It is impossible to rely on anxiety to fight against the challenges that will inevitably arise next.
But Yang Ming soon began to think about a more realistic problem.
How long can the relationship between himself and Mimili last, and how long can the two of them keep this feeling of freshness?
He has no answer.
The nickname Starry Widow must be changed. Although its original meaning is that Pirate Queen Mimi has made many wives in the galaxy widows, it still sounds unlucky.
'I still need to find a chance to go back and visit Emilia.'
Yang Ming thought this in his heart.
A wisp of breeze blew by, Yang Ming closed his eyes and immersed himself in the starry sky, as if he saw the shining points slowly gathering at the edge of the Milky Way.
The picture on the projection screen played the news of the war, and the war time indicated in the lower left corner seemed to be accelerating.
Two hundred galactic days, three hundred galactic days, four hundred galactic days...
Mimili around Yang Ming came and went, and the two seemed to get together less and apart more often. Every time they got together, it was a sweet love, and every time they separated, they could devote themselves to their respective jobs with full energy.
As the love nest of the two, this villa is vacant most of the time, with only a maid robot cleaning it on a regular basis.
The war between the Empire and the New Federation continued, but no large-scale war broke out again.
The third expansion of the Fallen Wind Alliance was quickly completed, and one-third of the administrative stars of the United Kingdom of Chenor became independent and became members of the Fallen Wind Alliance.
The Fallen Wind Alliance began to expand in the opposite direction.
The Empire's Foreign Affairs Bureau has noticed that there seems to be some problems with the omnics they put in. They have not received 'so many' benefits from the Luofeng Alliance.
Finally, the time-jumping numbers evened out.
Still in this villa, still on a similar morning, the time in the lower left corner of the news interface was fixed on the three digits starting with the character nine.
In the new year 736 of the Empire, the three-year war ended.
The Empire claimed to the outside world that their invincible fleet had conquered the fragile will of the New Federation people.
In the villa, real-time footage of the Empire's retreat was played on the news, and the Empire's fleet was slowly gathering in deep space.
call out.
Yang Ming turned off the projection screen, looked down at Mimi Li, who was sleeping next to her, and raised his hand to pinch the tip of her nose.
"Mimili?"
"Um?"
"I still have a Military Intelligence meeting to host."
Mimi Li didn't even open her eyes, a pair of jade arms wrapped around her, and the two kissed each other on the sofa. The passion between them has not faded at all because they have been in love for two years.
Soon, Mimili took the initiative to push Yang Ming away, biting her lip gently:
"Go and do your work, boss. I also want to go back and lead the group to continue business."
"Don't put so much pressure on yourself," Yang Ming ruffled her hair, "I'll go first."
"That's right uncle!"
Mimili asked: "When are you going to go back there? I've already lied to Emilia, saying that you will definitely show up on her birthday this year."
"Well," Yang Ming looked embarrassed, "I seem to be tied to the Military Intelligence Bureau now. Although the news has been spread by the high-level officials of the empire, it will take two months at the earliest before I am removed from the Military Intelligence Bureau.
Transferred to the military industry... How long until her birthday?"
"Next month, you haven't been back for a long time."
"Everywhere I go now, people are staring at me," Yang Ming thought carefully, "I'll try my best."
"Okay," Mimi Li shrugged, "Then I'll give her some vaccinations in advance."
Yang Ming took the initiative to come closer, and Mimili closed her eyes obediently, letting her lover place a kiss on her forehead.
If her extremely vicious men were to see her like this, they would probably scare the eyes of everyone on the ship.
Putting on a straight dress and a pair of leather shoes, Yang Ming straightened his collar in the mirror, took the elevator directly to the first floor below, and climbed into his deputy director's exclusive small spaceship.
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Half an hour later.
In the main conference room of the Military Intelligence underground base.
Yang Ming sat in the main seat, leaned back in the chair and yawned. Artero on the side smiled and pressed the button. The projections of more than 60 men and women appeared on both sides of the long table, and the current work report began.
Team Leader McGee, who became famous in the empire for sanctioning more than a dozen ancient noble families, was sitting next to Artro.
Dozens of operatives recommended by McGee and promoted by Yang Ming in the past two years formed the "Military Intelligence Bureau Noble Rectification Special Operations Team" that frightened the nobles in the empire.
Now, because Yang Ming is being transferred, the leadership of this team has been handed over to Atero, who has been officially promoted to deputy director.
Artero has been giggling in his sleep for the past few days, scaring his mistresses quite a lot.
The work report was still the same, which made Yang Ming feel sleepy, but a piece of news aroused Yang Ming's interest.
"Wait a minute," Yang Ming looked at McGee, "What did you just say?"
"It's about the resistance organizations within the empire."
Mikey said quickly:
"Our newly formed intelligence network has penetrated into an organization called the 'Innocent Ones' and confirmed the existence of defected super-changers who disappeared before.
"In the past two years, the Innocent Organization has been very active. They always appear on barren planets to promote their ideas and have developed many solid downlines.
"We used many means to infiltrate this organization. The agents we planted a year ago finally succeeded in going undercover. It was just a peripheral organization of the undercover. The other party was well-organized and was very careful in every operation. It also had advanced communication methods. It was very
Tricky.”
Someone on the side added: "According to the brain memory data of a resistance organization leader we captured last month, the Innocent Organization has united more than 300 resistance organizations, and their tentacles have extended to the vicinity of the Emperor Star Circle.
We even found out that there were traces of the Innocent Organization in the case of decommissioned warships that caused a stir in the empire last year and were sold as scrap and then disappeared."
"This organization is almost the same. It is already considered the largest underground resistance force in the empire. There may be shadows of the United States of America behind it."
Yang Ming nodded and whispered: "Give me the detailed information of this organization, and I will personally investigate this matter later."
"yes!"
Yang Ming sighed secretly in his heart.
Catherine's temper was still so stubborn and she would not listen to advice.
No matter how much contact she has with those resistance organizations, it will only increase her risk of exposure. If she hides for another year or two, the situation will naturally turn around.
"Continue to report."
"yes."
Yang Ming leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to doze off. The report came to an end after fifteen minutes.
"Hanton, Hanton!" Artero kicked a chair aside, "The report is over."
"Um?"
Yang Ming opened his eyes and cleared his throat calmly:
"Okay, I worked out too hard yesterday and I'm a little tired.
"Let me make a concluding speech... You should have received the news. I will be transferred soon. In the future, I will hang out with Deputy Director Atro. If there is anything that cannot be solved, I will ask Atro to ask me. Don't directly overstep your authority."
Find me.
"Also, do you know why the Empire withdrew its troops in the New Federation?"
A group of people shook their heads at the same time.
"I submitted a report to the above about the upcoming insect wave."
Yang Ming sighed:
"Everyone, I have stayed in the Military Intelligence Bureau for nearly three years. I have dug you out one by one, and together with Atero, we have established a new internal intelligence department and established the framework of the external intelligence team.
"But I would say that these efforts are not nearly enough to deal with the dangers we will face next.
"In about one to three years, a large-scale insect wave will break out in the Milky Way. The source is the Great Queen who was once scared off by the Skywrath Fortress. It is about to complete its dimension expansion. Before it ascends, it wants to destroy the Milky Way.
human civilization.
“This is bound to be a hard fight.
"Our Military Intelligence Bureau has played a great role in recent years.
"One is to maintain the internal stability of the empire, and the other is to frighten the greedy nobles through a series of actions and provide a guarantee for the empire's military spending.
"But this is not enough, far from enough. I hope you can continue to uphold this spirit, don't be afraid of difficulties, and continue to move forward. Only by suppressing the nobility can the internal conflicts of the empire be alleviated. In these matters, if you encounter insurmountable difficulties
, come to me, do you understand?"
More than sixty people stood up at the same time, those in military uniforms took off their military caps, and those in civilian clothes straightened their chests.
"Yes! Lord Ghost!"
"You are in good spirits."
Yang Ming smiled and waved his hand:
"Okay, go and get busy with your work. The military will naturally reward you for your achievements at each stage.
"I estimate that I will have to keep an eye on you for another two or three months. It's too early to say goodbye."
The group of people laughed a few times, and the projections left one by one.
Artero sighed softly: "Thanks to you."
"Thank you to me," Yang Ming stretched, "With such a large population base in the empire, there will definitely be a shortage of talents. You can just explore more in the future."
"I can't do it," Atero sneered. "You are still the best in terms of charisma... What, Her Highness Daphne came back last night. Her expression was ugly after knowing that you were not at the base. Now she is waiting for you... Take care."
Ah brother."
Yang Ming blinked: "Generally, how do you deal with situations like this?"
"Working overtime, urgent business... It's normal for women to be jealous, just coax them. You are a white ghost."
Yang Ming smiled calmly.
He has never picked this delicate flower, why should she be jealous?
One chapter has more than 5,000 words, which is really not conducive to adding more chapters.