Ritsu stared intently at the projection screen in front of her.
The more than 1,200 main battleships of the Dark Star Elite Fleet are now secretly sailing near a star, collecting particles escaping from the star, absorbing the star's energy, and quietly waiting for the war in the distance to end.
The false queen that Law had targeted was currently leading a swarm of insects in a war of attrition with an allied force composed of medium-sized political forces.
From a humanitarian perspective, the law will not let this coalition completely disappear. Otherwise, this area will be particularly severely affected by the subsequent insect wave.
This is also the rule Yang Ming set for her:
Save if you can, and don't do anything beyond your ability.
Next to Lu, Molly was holding her chin, staring boredly at the dozen or so projection screens in front of her.
After being transformed, Molly now looks a little more mature and has grown up a few years in appearance. She has grown from the soft-tongued lolita before to a grown-up woman who can be somewhat sexy even in black stockings.
Sister.
Lu put most of his computing power into dealing with Luofeng-Dark Star's insect wave, while Molly was responsible for keeping an eye on the changes in the empire.
If something goes wrong with their boss, Molly yells, "Look here," and she's done her job.
"How's it going with the boss?" Lu asked softly.
"Ah, it's okay. I'm playing chess with Posuo. It's very leisurely."
Molly muttered:
"I also have my own master, okay, I'm going to take care of my Mimili."
"Mimili is the deputy commander of the fleet now. It's enough for me to command her. You should work more carefully," Lu snorted, "If it weren't for the fact that we are sisters, how could I have given you so many resources?
Our family has a lot of mechanical thinking bodies."
Molly rolled her eyes: "Don't you want me to help Qian Tian fight against Li? You forcefully upgrade my core data, and in the end you threaten me, huh."
Lu smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I have made you feel wronged. Keep a close eye on me. I have entrusted you with such a big thing as the boss's safety."
"By the way, Lu," Molly suddenly thought of something and turned to stare at Lu's profile, "Do you like our boss?"
Lu glanced at her helplessly: "I am the boss's host mechanical life form, and the boss and I are connected by fate!"
"Uh," Molly wondered, "Then why did you...see that your boss was being bossed around, and you acted as if you were very concerned about it, as if you were jealous?"
Lu snorted: "I'm just jealous! This is obviously my host, but now he wants to listen to Li's opinion. I can do what Li can do! I can do what Li can't do!"
Molly blinked: "What can you do that Li can't do?"
"Um……"
Ritsu pursed his lips and thought for a while, then his eyes lit up: "Liquid metal deformable, fully functional male simulation robot! Ritsu has never mastered this technology!"
Molly had a few black lines hanging on her forehead and gave Lu a thumbs up.
"Hehehe, it has to be you, Sister Lu."
"That's right," Lu raised his eyebrows proudly, and then focused on the projection screen in front of him, "Don't make trouble, I'm preparing to attack. If everything goes well, we will hunt a few more false queens and give more to Miss Hera.
A whole lot of experimental material.”
Molly smiled and said: "That's it. Anyway, the mechanical thinking body can back up and transfer thoughts. Rounding it off, all we lose is some ore."
Law didn't respond.
An extremely complex combination of buttons appeared in front of her.
As Ritsu continued to push the button, the Dark Star elite fleet began to slowly accelerate.
The whole ship sailed silently.
…
Half a galactic hour later.
Yang Ming's watch vibrated slightly, and the message "Hunting Successful" popped up on it.
He was holding a lightsaber and slashing at each other with Whistle. His movements paused slightly, and he quickly retreated, avoiding the sweeping light blade of Whistle.
One thing is that the figure of her wearing a red tube top dress and wielding a lightsaber is quite beautiful.
"Wait a minute," Yang Ming greeted, then clicked on the message and looked at the battle report.
"What's wrong?"
Amidst the buzzing sound, Whistle put away the light blade, moved closer to Yang Ming with his hands behind his back, and looked down at the text message.
It was just a hunt. The Dark Star Fleet still attacked the pseudo-queen despite the huge consumption of insects around it. However, it still damaged more than two hundred battleships and lost more than 70,000 mechanical guard 'bodies'.
This really made Yang Ming feel a little bit pained.
However, overall, the cost is controllable.
The body of the false queen has been collected in sections and sent to the Hera research ship hiding nearby.
Lu asked if he would start hunting for a second queen. Yang Ming thought for a while and asked Lu to withdraw his troops temporarily and concentrate his firepower on protecting the Luofeng Alliance.
"You still can't underestimate the sixth-level bugs."
Yang Ming sighed softly.
Posuo thought for a while and suggested: "How about I go help them."
"No way."
Yang Ming held the lightsaber in the palm of his hand and raised the sword flower, and said with a smile:
"First, we may attract the Great Queen, and the Great Queen may jump directly in front of us. At that time, it will not be help to the Dark Star Fleet, but disaster.
"Second, if your whereabouts are exposed and you appear together with the ships that framed the New Federation, it will definitely make the empire aware of the existence of Dark Star, even if they don't know that Dark Star is hiding under the Fallen Wind Alliance.
It will also make them alert.
"Third, if the two of us join forces, we may be able to face the Queen directly. This is the most critical part of this insect wave."
Whispering nodded gently: "It's so complicated."
Yang Ming turned to look at her beautiful and pure face, and said slowly: "Do you still remember that you have killed many innocent humans?"
"Well," Wusha nodded, "I don't think this is a mistake. It was the empire that inflicted disaster on me first. This is just my revenge on the empire. Every member of the empire is an integral part of the empire's will.
"
Yang Ming groaned a few times:
"What you said makes some sense, but we still have to look at it dialectically.
"First of all, the hundreds of billions of citizens of the empire are a collective, and the national will is the collection of everyone's will. This is true, but the power of the citizens of the empire is relatively low, and citizens have no way to influence the will of the ruling class.
"Furthermore, the project we are participating in was given to the empire by the Fayan people, and its source lies with the Fayan people.
"And...the disasters we have endured should not be forced on others, whirling."
Bosu frowned and stared at Yang Ming: "You are so long-winded."
"Hi here!"
Boss Yang glared and gestured with his hands to dig out his heart: "I don't want you to feel relieved, just feel relieved! Just relax! Don't go killing people for fun in the future!"
"Tsk," Po Sa couldn't help but laugh, "I actually don't quite understand you. You obviously have powerful power, but you always treat yourself like an ordinary human being, talking and laughing with those people, like that
Gris, he is very weak, like ordinary soldiers, their life levels are not the same as ours."
Yang Ming crossed his arms: "This is a big proposition, whirling. In my opinion, class superiority is the source of degeneration."
"Class superiority complex?"
"Yes."
Yang Ming laughed:
"I just mastered some power, like, a unique skill. I can use this skill to do things that others can't do, but it's not that I am arrogant in front of them.
capital.
“One of my ideological mentors once said that in identity there is struggle, in particularity there is universality, and in individuality there is commonality.
"This ability is our personality, and being human is our commonality. We are both special and universal.
"I believe that if it were other young people from my hometown who had the same experience as me, they would have followed a path that is not weaker than mine. Of course, everyone is irreplaceable."
Whispering's eyes were a little confused, and he lowered his head to think.
"You," Boss Yang patted his dancing arm and said earnestly, "there are still many things to learn. Don't let power dominate your thoughts, but use your thoughts to dominate power."
Posuo nodded slowly: "I will savor these truths carefully."
Ding ding!
Yang Ming's network access terminal vibrated slightly.
[The insect wave is about to arrive in the second buffer zone, please report to the designated combat sequence immediately.]
"Let's go," Yang Ming said. "Last time it was just an appetizer. We are about to face the real insect wave. Later, you can follow me in the mecha. Don't be dominated by instinct."
Whispering nodded solemnly and followed Yang Ming step by step.
She was obedient and became inseparable.
…
According to the detailed instructions given by the hairdresser, after completing the jump, the Dongfeng sailed past the edge of the densely packed Imperial battleship group arranged in a multi-layered battle formation, and rushed towards the central area.
This is the empire's second battlefield against the insect tide.
We are about to face a frontal invasion by a swarm of insects numbering over 10 billion.
If they can't stop them, these bugs will rush towards the Pan-Emperor Star Circle Economic Belt with overwhelming force, and the dozens of economically prosperous and populous main stars in this direction will suffer destruction.
Both the Zerg and the Empire have prepared reinforcements.
Behind this large insect swarm, there are three insect swarms not far apart, and they may move forward to provide support at any time.
Behind the more than 20,000 medium and large battleships arranged in the front, the empire is also equipped with more than 8,000 main battleships to fill the vacancies here at any time.
Even before the insect swarm appeared, a tragic atmosphere had already enveloped the place.
They must eliminate enough bugs to lay the foundation for the next fight against the Queen.
The soldiers and officers wrote their respective suicide notes;
The soldiers solemnly swore an oath to the flag;
The technical operators repeatedly gave psychological hints to ensure that their hands would not shake or instructions would be delayed later.
From now on, there will be no distinction between men, women, old and young. All humans who can appear here will bear the mission of human survival and fight to the death with alien races.
Yang Ming's Dongfeng cruised by slowly.
Many soldiers noticed this somewhat exaggerated-looking ship and stood still behind the portholes, performing imperial military salutes and attention salutes.
The visible flag was embroidered with the arms of the Sherman family;
The invisible flag has the names of 'ghost' and 'hero'.
The Dongfeng slowly hovered near the central command ship. The airship on which Yang Ming and Bo Sua were riding left the tail cabin and got into the side cabin of the three-thousand-meter-level command ship.
In order to facilitate the attack, the particle transmission machine in the Dongfeng has been moved to the tail cabin, and the two of them can return to the Dongfang at any time.
Now, it is the coordination stage before the war begins.
Yang Ming must ensure that when he and Po Sa charge forward, the human fleet will provide them with sufficient firepower support, and he must also participate in the formulation of tactics throughout the process to increase his influence in the Imperial Military.
The door of the outer cabin where the airship is located is closed, compressed air begins to be injected and the pressure is increased.
"Remember what we need to keep secret," Yang Ming warned.
Whistle nodded slightly.
She put on a tight-fitting combat uniform, put on a cold face, and seemed a little nervous about facing the new environment.
Yang Ming took the initiative to hold the back of her hand: "Follow me."
She nodded calmly: "Okay, baby."
Yang Ming glared at her, turned around and jumped off the airship; his whirling figure slowly fell down, and he immediately followed Yang Ming.
But she ignored the simulated gravity field around her and maintained a suspended state. Her toes were kept half an inch off the ground, and her slender legs were even more slender.
The safety gate ahead slowly opened.
Just two swishing sounds were heard, and two rows of soldiers shouldered their laser guns at the same time, stomping their feet vigorously in neat movements, and punched their chests with one fist.
Yang Ming nodded calmly and stepped forward with his voice.
The soldiers responsible for welcoming them turned around in order, guarded Yang Ming and Po Suo in the center of the team, and sent them to the command center where several lieutenant generals were located.
Posuo maintained a cold attitude.
Obviously, her current destructive power is not as powerful as Yang Ming, but the soldiers, officers, and technical support personnel who passed by were a little scared when they saw her, but when they looked at Yang Ming, they immediately felt at ease.
This allows Wei Suo, who can directly feel human emotions, to be somewhat incomprehensible and a little concerned.
"Hanton!"
As they approached the command center, a familiar loud voice came. Gris, who had recovered from his illness and was discharged from the hospital, came forward with several senior commanders of the reformed warriors.
Just as Gris was about to grin, he couldn't help but tremble a few times after seeing Whistle, and his expression became a little solemn.
He thought again of the scene where he led his team to surround and kill the Valkyrie.
That feeling of despair immediately came to his eyes.
Yang Ming smiled and said: "Gris, this is Bosuo. She used to be an enemy of the empire, but now she is my assistant."
"Oh, this," Gris frowned slightly, "Okay, those who can contribute to the empire are our comrades, although I still can't accept it...she won't lose control, right?"
Posuo said calmly: "I didn't do it before, but I do now."
"oh!"
Gris instantly raised his hands: "I didn't bring a weapon!"
Yang Ming smiled and said: "Okay, Posu, don't scare Gris, he is my little friend. Posu is different now from before, she can control her killing instinct."
"I hope so," Gris grinned, took two steps forward, and took the initiative to extend his right hand to Whistle.
Basuo looked down at his palm and frowned slightly.
Yang Ming tried to smooth things over: "She has mysophobia."
Posuo explained: "He is too weak and I don't want to establish friendship with him."
"That's okay," Yang Ming coughed, winked at Gris, and led Whispering towards the door of the command center ahead.
Gris's forehead was covered with black lines, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
A buddy on the side raised his voice and said, "He is too weak."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, he's too young."
"Get out!"
Gris gritted his teeth and cursed, and the others walked away laughing.
Although everyone had a cold sweat on their backs, the tacit understanding between adults allowed them to avoid this topic.
Behind the gate, two guards boldly stepped forward to block them:
"Ma'am, please stop."
"Major General, the core of our command system is here. The Valkyrie is too powerful. Look..."
"Bisha," Yang Ming turned around and said, "Wait for me here for a while."
"Yes," Posuo nodded calmly, followed Yang Ming's example, fell to the ground, and put his hands behind his back.
The surrounding soldiers felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy and did not dare to breathe.
Whispering stared at Yang Ming's back, as if she was studying something. When she saw Yang Ming chatting and laughing with several old men who were guarded, she immediately gave up the idea of 'learning'.
She can't do such a thing.
It's no wonder that she lost to the lower life form created by her genes in the previous competition.
Sudden.
Gu——
Po Sa and Yang Ming looked in the direction where the fleet's gun barrels were pointing almost at the same time.
Whales cry in deep space, and a tide of insects is coming.
The second buffer zone operation is about to begin.