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Chapter 391 The Ghost of the Acting School

Chapter 391 The Ghost of Acting School

Author: Back to business

Chapter 391 The Ghost of Acting School

Emperor Star.

Yang Ming looked at the planet outside the porthole window with a slightly distant gaze.

When he came here for the first time, he was still lamenting the imaginative appearance of this modular planet. The star in the distance that was 'enslaved' by it looked so dim.

Later, because of his failure in his first confrontation with the core power of the empire, he was forced to use some damaging tactics and left the circle of the Emperor Star.

Now he's back.

Next to him is the princess who was selected back then. This time there is no force or coercion. He also has a little more confidence to chat with the owner here and peacefully.

"looking at what?"

Daphne asked gently.

Yang Ming raised his head slightly: "Don't you think this planet is very eerie?"

"gloomy?"

Daphne laughed, took Yang Ming's arm in front of the guards and maids, and said softly:

"This kind of evaluation is not suitable for the great Emperor Star. This is the center of the empire. It should be sunny and full of humanity."

Yang Ming smiled and said nothing.

He asked: "Shall we go directly to the palace?"

"Well, a banquet specially prepared for you has been prepared over there," Daphne said softly. "When I see my father later, I ask you to be more respectful. The insults you said before are still his.

psychological shadow."

Boss Yang suddenly looked helpless.

Blame him?

If the old emperor hadn't pressed him so hard last time, why would he have used this method to fight back?

"Okay, I'll pay more attention."

Boss Yang gave a blank check.



The atmosphere in the palace is somewhat dull.

His Majesty the Great Emperor is not in a clear mood right now. From yesterday to now, three maids have been given random 'punishments', including but not limited to physical suffering.

Now, no one dares to come up to His Majesty, and no one dares to mention any news about that lord.

At this time, His Majesty’s most trusted old maids—the administrators of the Tentacle Organization—are needed to appear.

A middle-aged maid appeared in the corner of the palace, lowered her head and rushed to the side of His Majesty the Emperor who was lying by the swimming pool.

"Your Majesty, Director Ino is on his way to the palace. He did not add the incident memorandum. I don't know the specific purpose."

"Well," the old emperor asked with his eyes closed, "where are my precious daughter and that annoying son-in-law-to-be?"

"Your Highness and the others are already at the transit station and will appear in front of you in half a galaxy to pay you our deepest respect."

"Respect? Ha."

The old emperor just sneered:

"How can this hero of the empire take me, the emperor, who is helpless to him, into his eyes? Now behind him are those old guys, and I am just an idler elected by them to occupy the throne, am I not?"

"Your Majesty, don't say that..."

The old maid sighed:

"You are the emperor of the empire and the controller of all resources. If you are not important, why should the elders of the Sherman family follow your opinions in everything? They can completely surpass you. You are the foundation of the imperial system and the

The rhizome of a tree, and they are the trunk that connects the rhizome to the branches and leaves, and you are the most important.”

The old emperor opened his eyes and raised his hand to stroke the back of the middle-aged maid's hand.

"Okay, there's no need to comfort me. I'm the emperor, but I'm just a talker among my peers in the family. My elders are still alive, so I naturally have to respect them...

"This Hanton, doesn't he know how to deeply regret his original offense? It's been several years! He didn't even come to me to apologize seriously.

"Oh, my blood pressure goes up just talking about this guy!"

The middle-aged maid smiled and said:

"Doesn't this just mean that the young man you are interested in is not an ordinary nobleman who likes to be popular and obsessed with power, but is your right-hand man?

"Your Majesty, after he left the Emperor Star in the past few years, he has been traveling here and there for the Empire. The territory of Saka Star that you gave him has increased its population by 300% and its economic index has increased hundreds of times. It has become the largest territory in the region.

Rising investment area.

"He went on a mission to the New Federation on behalf of the Empire, and severely humiliated the New Federation's transformation warriors, causing the New Federation's plan to alienate him and the Empire to go straight to pieces.

"He worked hard in the Military Intelligence Bureau for two and a half years. Not only did he promote a group of capable officers, he also improved and modified the framework of the Military Intelligence Bureau. He also promoted all the people he promoted before he was about to be transferred, without reservation.

Entrusted to your favorite Major General Atero, the Military Intelligence Agency will next become your other hand.

"These are all his achievements. In the internal evaluation of our tentacle organization, he was evaluated quite well, Your Majesty."

The old emperor glanced at the middle-aged maid: "You must have accepted his benefits, right?"

"Your Majesty, my soul and body belong to you."

"I know that you have been with me the longest, teacher... Do you mean that I should let go of my prejudice against him?"

"Actually, Your Majesty," the middle-aged maid sighed, "you have made some slight deviations in this matter in the past few years. Think about it, if you can even tolerate someone who has insulted you in person, you can

If you reuse it, how will it be evaluated in the history books? Your magnanimity and style will be unmatched by the previous emperors."

"Yeah?"

The old emperor slowly sat up, seeming to be thinking about something.

This old aunt didn’t give much advice, she just wanted to stop everything:

She changed the topic and said slowly:

"Even if you don't like him in your heart, he can still be your help. His influence within and outside the empire has surpassed all the nobles.

"Many ignorant people regard him as their savior.

"Especially when the insect wave comes, it is expected to bring a once-in-a-thousand-year disaster to the empire. He is an ancient god warrior and the nemesis of the insect race, and can play many roles.

"If he carries your flag and follows your will to fight against this once-in-a-thousand-year pest, the number of pages you occupy in the history book will inevitably increase by one to several pages.

"This disaster is something that the twenty generations of emperors before you have never encountered."

The old emperor breathed out softly: "You are right, teacher, this is a great opportunity."

"Your Majesty, Director Ino is coming soon, I need to get out of the way."

"Well, go ahead," the old emperor seemed to have thought of something, and smiled a little, "modify the previous order for me, let the concierge team come over, the highest-level concierge team, and inform those losers in the Elders' House

, come and gather immediately, the palace will hold the largest banquet tonight to honor my good son-in-law."

"You finally figured it out, your great Majesty."

"Okay, don't flatter me like those people," the old emperor said with a smile, "I'm just an emperor, go ahead."

The old maid bowed her head and saluted, and then left.

Before leaving the palace gate, the maid showed her watch and sent a message.

[The mission has been completed, my lord.]

Outside the palace gate, Director Ino, who was sitting on the floating shuttle bus, took out a network terminal in his arms and glanced at it, and soon showed a bit of a smile.

His lovely nephew, His Majesty, is over a hundred years old and still as innocent as ever.



Yang Ming was shocked by the reception specifications of the palace.

He was already prepared to flatter the old emperor with his nose pinched today.

When he left the transfer station, got into the main car that greeted the convoy with Daphne, and headed to the palace module, he soon saw the projections on various buildings.

There are battle photos of white ghosts everywhere;

There’s a riot of bright colors everywhere;

Words such as "Welcome the heroes of the empire back to the Imperial Star", "Wraith Wushuang" and "White Tide" can be seen everywhere.

Even after the convoy traveled a certain distance, many semi-automatic police officers appeared on the road, standing upright, blocking the people on both sides who kept waving their hands from the safety line.

This grand ceremony made Yang Ming mistakenly believe that he had bombed Mingte City.

"What's going on?" Yang Ming asked in confusion.

Daphne frowned slightly: "This is obviously to welcome you... However, according to the information I heard, my father still has some grudges against you, and today's welcome ceremony was ordered to be simple... It may be that the people spontaneously celebrate you.

?”

Boss Yang nodded: "That's right. I'll lower the window and say hello to everyone."

"be safe."

Daphne moved forward naturally and took Yang Ming's arm.

Yang Ming lowered his car window and waved to the people gathered on the road, which immediately aroused waves of cheers.

"White Ghost! Bravo White Ghost!"

"The Empire is proud of you!"

"Ghost! Ghost!"

The crowd made an astonishing noise, and the vanity in Yang Ming's heart was greatly satisfied.

Daphne whispered from the side: "You have more male fans than female fans, which is really enviable."

"And you?"

"I have more female fans than male fans, the ratio is about seven to three."

Yang Ming continued to smile and wave, and muttered: "I am one of the male fans. You are much more dazzling when you are on stage than when you are in bed."

Daphne raised her hand and twisted Yang Ming's arm.

The palace guard who drove the car was in danger and laughed out loud.

They acted very affectionate, although nothing actually happened.

The crowd spread all the way to the vicinity of the palace module, and the formation inside the palace was no weaker than outside the palace.

A large number of ceremonial soldiers directly surrounded the road. When Yang Ming and Daphne passed by hand in hand, they would raise the decorative firearms in their hands.

All the elders from the Presbytery in the Emperor Star were present, and all the Dukes and Princes from the surface of the Emperor Star had arrived. They stood on the left and right outside the main door of the palace, giving warm applause to Yang Ming and Daphne's arrival.

The old emperor was wearing a white dress, with a gentle smile on his lips, sitting on the high seat in the main hall that symbolized imperial power.

Director Ino, who was wearing a white coat, was standing next to the throne and was also standing and applauding at this moment, thus highlighting the dignity of His Majesty the Emperor.

Yang Ming had various murmurs in his heart.

But the old emperor whom he called a fool back then had all set up a pattern of this level. As the hero of the empire, the White Ghost, the Lord of the Dark Star, the actual controller of the Luofeng Alliance, the forerunner of Faaya's game, Faaya

The contractor of the experimental project, the ancient god's life form, cannot be too stingy.

Yang Ming patted Daphne's little hand, gently pulled away from her, gave a military salute to the old man and old lady on the left and right, and then trotted forward directly into the palace.

This group of seemingly most noble nobles in the empire followed them into the hall.

Yang Ming stood still in front of the throne, his eyes slightly moist, then he raised his chest and raised his head, and gave a very vigorous wave-off salute to His Majesty the Emperor.

"His Majesty!"

He shouted with great emotion: "I'm back! Finally, I can see you again!"

Daphne forced herself not to laugh from behind, so that a faint tremor appeared on her delicate face.

Hanton's acting skills can make him a drama actor!

The old emperor stood up and took the initiative to greet him.

Yang Ming lowered his head and actually squeezed out a little... crocodile tears.

After the drama of reconciliation between the emperor and his subjects, a grand banquet was held in the palace, and Yang Ming and Daphne were arranged beside the emperor. The two people's inseparable appearance also made many nobles understand Yang Ming's current status.

Especially the elders of the Presbytery.

Before today, they had been following His Majesty the Emperor's wishes and holding back their energy to attack the White Ghost on the Emperor Star. Even if the White Ghost could not be executed, they would still make him suffer.

But now, His Majesty the Emperor is fully expressing his love for the white ghost.

This reminded the elders...the incident where the former great elder led all the elders to force the palace, but was killed by the white ghost...

The elders quickly found their positions and hurriedly sent messages to their offline nobles, asking them to send more resources to Saka Star.

By the way, when the banquet gradually reached a climax under the catalysis of singing and dancing, the newly-appointed Grand Elder and the Archbishop of the Empire Development Religion came to toast Yang Ming together, and said a lot of praises such as thanking Yang Ming for his contribution to the Empire.

Discourse.

With the great elder and archbishop taking the lead, this group of nobles moved forward to show their goodwill.

Although Yang Ming welcomed all who came, he did not get too close to these nobles and was simply polite.

The emperor was very satisfied with Yang Ming's performance.

The Imperial Blade should look like the Imperial Blade.

The banquet lasted for more than two hours, and Director Ino wanted to go back to rest and say goodbye to His Majesty the Emperor.

Director Inuo glanced at Yang Ming before leaving. Yang Ming understood and took the initiative to get up and follow him. He sent Director Ino out of the hall and walked together to the nearby special elevator.

"Hanton."

Director Ino's hair on her temples has turned completely white.

He put his hands in the outer pockets of his white coat, admiring the gorgeous night view of the palace, and whispered: "Did the Fayans foreshadow the coming of the insect tide to you? Tell the truth."

"No," Yang Ming said, "They didn't show up to see me. So far, only when I defeated the Valkyrie did a piece of thought from a Faya civilization individual appear and communicate directly with me. He asked me to let go.

One horse past Valkyrie."

"Where is Whistle now?"

"I have locked up the border of the empire," Yang Ming said with a smile, "With me here, there is no need to wander."

Director Ino turned his head and stared at Yang Ming, who responded with a slight smile.

Director Eno asked: "Then how did you know that the insect tide was coming? I mean, before we explored the borders of the galaxy and determined that the bugs were gathering on a large scale, you seemed to know the news months in advance."

"A kind of feeling," Yang Ming said in a deep voice, "When I close my eyes or have some strange feeling in my heart, I can see a starry sky, see the green light dots representing the Zerg, and see the inner space of the Milky Way.

The fire of human civilization, this fire is so fragile."

Director Ino nodded: "Yes, this flame is so fragile that it cannot withstand even a small fluctuation in a large galaxy cluster."

"This insect wave may cause many civilian casualties."

Yang Ming’s eyes were extremely sincere:

"No matter what you think of me, I want to try my best to play my role in this insect wave. This may be the reason why the Faya people urged me to get the cell cluster."

Director Ino whispered: "Do you know why I suddenly gave you a cell mass?"

"note?"

"Yes."

Director Ino narrowed his eyes slightly:

"The Fayans are preparing for their game.

"They are aligning the power of polities across the galaxy.

"I have privately contacted similar organizations of the Guel Alliance and the United States of Free America, and they gave me a definite answer. They followed the will of the Faya people, so they joined this war in order to increase the empire's military strength to a certain extent.

It will be weakened to a certain extent and maintain the strength of the top three powers of the New Federation."

Yang Ming frowned and asked: "The insect wave is about to attack, and the Queen is about to ascend to another dimension. Why should we weaken the empire? Shouldn't the empire have more powerful power to fight against the Queen?"

"Because the Great Queen is not a threat to the empire at all," Director Ino chuckled, "We have at least three secret weapons that can repel the Great Queen on the verge of dimension advancement."

Yang Ming:……

Fortunately, he did not choose to fall out with the empire directly.

This background is really terrifying.

"Hanton, the empire's secret weapon cannot be tampered with."

Director Ino looked at Yang Ming:

"But I still hope that the empire can lose less people.

"As you said, all people should have the right to live, and I respect this right.

"I have paved the way for you. Next, you will be fully involved in the preparation activities to fight against the insect tide. You will be temporarily granted great authority to mobilize the empire's war preparation resources.

“I predict that around this insect wave, the Faya game may begin, although I don’t quite understand what the Faya people are waiting for.

"As long as you live up to the empire, the empire will not live up to your home planet. We have prepared 30,000 imperial nobles and 10 billion imperial citizens for your home planet. This is what you deserve."

Yang Ming clenched his fists slightly and nodded firmly with a firm gaze: "Even if it costs me everything!"

Director Ino smiled and patted his shoulder: "Go back, don't let our Emperor think too much, he will be jealous if you are too affectionate with me."

Yang Ming stood still and gave a military salute.

When Director Ino boarded the shuttle bus, Yang Ming watched him for a while before turning around.

At a certain moment, the old man and the young man had an extremely weak but very similar smile.

It was a slightly disdainful smile.

Sorry, I originally wanted to make up for the third update, but I didn't expect that something happened at home. My daughter got infected with influenza A at 40 degrees Celsius, so I flew back to Chongqing from Weihai, where she was in seclusion, at noon. I just finished coding a chapter after returning from the hospital.

I'll add more after the little bean sprouts recover.

I haven't been very diligent in updating this month, so I'm sorry to ask for votes. I'll try my best to do it next month!

(End of chapter)


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