There are actually hidden elevators that go straight up and down between underground cities!
This idiot Labrador actually made him a white ghost... Forget it, just don't mention this matter, just pretend it never happened.
After exiting the elevator, hundreds of young patrol officers in white uniforms lined up nervously and uniformly raised their laser guns.
They didn't point their guns at Yang Ming, it was more like a salute ceremony.
Boss Yang just glanced at them, still in disguise, and walked towards the hover car beside him with his hands behind his back.
This is Underground City No. 7, the lowest level of the Domingos Underground City Group. It is also the layer with the largest volume and the most stable structure.
Compared with the six-story city above, the technological atmosphere here is richer. The transportation network composed of three levels of suspended lanes on the upper, middle and lower levels makes this place look no different from most surface metropolises in the interstellar space.
Pretty good.
Yang Ming was taken directly to the edge of the city.
He seemed to be on a trip, leisurely admiring the scenery everywhere.
Yang Ming had not thought that the other party might have deployed a dragnet on the edge of the city, but he did not believe that the other party was determined to detonate a powerful shaped bomb in such a fragile "underground cavity".
Without this shaped charge, his life safety would not be greatly threatened.
Sure enough, the other party didn't make any attempt.
Yang Ming was taken to an inconspicuous gray building. Several female guards in black dresses received him and invited him to take a rest in the simply decorated living room.
He looked at the relief on the wall in front of him. The theme of the relief was the Tree of Life, and what was specially rendered here was the rhizome of this lush tree.
This relief is a bit interesting.
About a few minutes later, Yang Ming heard a slight buzzing sound, and the old man he had seen before appeared in front of him in a suspended 'wheelchair', bowing slightly towards him.
"Please forgive me, I have limited mobility and cannot stand up to salute you, Lord Ghost."
Yang Ming nodded with a smile and asked directly: "Are you sure that I am the white ghost?"
The old man's smile was full of helplessness, and he said warmly:
"After discovering the intruder, we have traced your location through the surveillance network and found the underground city complex that you entered through Little Carmen. There was a slight abnormality in her spirit.
"According to what we know, apart from the super-modified asexual Angel Bly, the only one who has mental control skills is the superhero who bravely fights the insect swarm, White Ghost.
"Moreover, the goddess has made it clear that you are a warrior powerful enough to destroy this place at any time."
Yang Ming smiled and said, "Are you sure she is talking about warriors and not monsters?"
"Of course," the old man said warmly, "she has no emotional tendencies... May I ask, what is your reason for coming?"
"What do you call it?"
"You can call me Mother Sang," the old man sighed, "I am the current leader of the Tree of Life, but more often than not, I am just a useless old man who retires here and waits for the end of his life."
Mulberry mother?
Yang Ming nodded, sorted out his thoughts, and said slowly: "Actually, I discovered the underground city by accident. Your camouflage technology is very good... Where did these technologies come from?"
"It's a gift from the goddess."
"Why does your goddess protect you?"
"This," the old man's eyes looked a little complicated, "because of genes."
"Very good." Although Yang Ming was very curious, he did not pursue the inquiry. "Are all the terrorist organizations active on the borders of the empire related to you?"
"I can only tell part of it."
The old man whispered:
"We can't control everyone's thoughts, and the empire always puts pressure on us. Even if most of us just want to survive quietly in the galaxy, the empire always thinks that we are brewing a conspiracy to threaten them.
.
"How can we threaten the Empire?
"So far, we don't have any fleet, and our resources to feed this population need to be carefully budgeted and planned sustainably."
Yang Ming said calmly: "Three Centenary Plans, you must be familiar with this."
"Yes," the old man said, "These are three plans formulated by the revenge faction."
"Then what are you?"
"We are survivalists," the old man smiled bitterly. "We are timid and afraid of death. We are content with the status quo, and we truly represent the majority of survivalists."
Yang Ming's eyes became sharp: "Yes, you are survivalists, but you are also radical and revengeful, because your biggest problem at this stage is survival, how to survive under the eyes of the empire, when you
When there is no pressure to survive, it begins to flourish, and when it has a certain strength, it will think about the next step of revenge."
"I can't deny your statement because this is the foreseeable future."
The old man asked gently:
"However, as a party that has suffered harm, is it too arrogant to ask us to forget history, forget the pain, and forget those ancestors who died under the cannon of the imperial ship?"
Yang Ming said: "If we follow the empire's thinking, as long as this place is exposed, this planet will be directly wiped out."
"Yes," the old man sighed, "so while we are content here, we disperse our people to the distant starry sky and keep them as far away from here as possible."
"Why do you do this?"
"Our genes cannot disappear and must continue forever," the old man looked at Yang Ming, "Just like you, as a pioneer, why are you obsessed with integrating your home star into the Milky Way instead of giving up the chance of survival?
What about giving it to other greenhouse civilizations? Isn’t this great love to you? Isn’t it noble?”
Yang Ming laughed and cursed: "Fuck your nobleness, I just want to save my family."
"Screw your nobility," the old man Sangmu said warmly, "I just want our genes that have been passed down from more than 10,000 years ago to continue to be passed down. That's all."
Yang Ming said: "To talk about bloodline retention in interstellar civilization is actually a very unscientific thing. It is impossible to perfectly copy genetic material."
"Although this is the case, there are always some things that can be passed on," Sang Mu said, "such as history, beliefs, culture, and the intertwined spirit of these three that is unique to our nation. Maintaining this national spirit can make people
Individuals here can better find their own sense of recognition, right?"
Yang Ming smiled and said: "It's so comfortable to chat with you, although I know that you are just afraid of my destructive power."
Mother Sang sighed: "The current situation really makes me feel a strong crisis. Are you the commander of the imperial fleet this time?"
"Um."
"What prompted you to set your sights on the underground world of our planet?"
"curiosity."
Mother Sang was speechless.
Yang Ming shrugged: "You should have noticed the robot next to me. Please don't disturb him and let him continue to try to break into the security network of your third city. He is an artificial intelligence created by the empire. I am evaluating him.
"
Sang Mu:......
"You," Mother Sang asked softly, "are you not trying to target us? If you report the situation here to the empire, you should get a credit."
Yang Ming said calmly: "Do you think I still lack any merit?"
"Of course there is no shortage," Mother Sang said with a smile, "So, you have no intention of targeting us, right?"
"I'm not threatening you," Yang Ming said. "The current situation is that your existence has been exposed. The artificial intelligence has synchronized your information with its root server. Now he has not launched an attack on these three planets because of me.
It temporarily stabilized him."
Mother Sang frowned tightly: "These are 900 million innocent lives."
"You don't need to try to restrain me with morality," Yang Ming said calmly, "As the fleet commander, I will not issue an order to attack you, and I have no obligation to hide it for you."
Mother Sang lowered her head and fell into deep thought.
Yang Ming calmly crossed his legs.
Thank you Labrador.
He now has enough initiative.
…
'Oh! This level of protection is already comparable to the confidential document library of the Imperial Military Department!'
Near the library in City Three, the sanitation robot controlled by Labrador is still working hard at this moment.
This made Xiaolu, who was secretly observing him, feel a little bit unbearable.
"This is still a child," Lu sighed quietly in her thinking space.
Molly rolled her eyes.
Before she was forced to upgrade, wasn't she also a baby-level artificial intelligence independent thinking body?
The voices of Sang's mother and Yang Ming came from the main screen in front of them. Molly immediately cheered up and continued to peek at the outside world.
…
"Can you stop this AI?"
Mother Sang said worriedly:
"If you can avoid the disaster of destroying these three planets, we are willing to do everything we can as a thank you."
Yang Ming smiled and nodded: "I dare not give you a guarantee, but if you can convince me, I am willing to try."
Mother Sang sighed and made her smile as gentle as possible.
"Sir, let's keep things simple and direct.
“What can you get from us?
"I cannot betray my people, and I cannot provide you with a list of terrorist organizations, because I do not have such a list. They are all under the control of the New Federation.
"Moreover, we have worked very hard to prevent them from deceiving the tribe and becoming victims of the struggle for a powerful political system."
"Then I won't beat around the bush," Yang Ming said calmly, "I am very interested in your goddess and I want to communicate with her directly."
"this……"
Mother Sang frowned tightly: "Why don't you tell me the other conditions first."
Other conditions?
Even if we want these people here, we can't bring them back to Luofeng.
Even if Boss Yang has been able to secretly influence more than 30% of the resistance organizations in the empire through Catherine, this kind of thing must never be stated openly, let alone let strangers know about it.
Yang Ming said calmly: "Do you think there is anything else here that would interest me?"
"Actually, I'm also a little confused," Mother Sang said with a smile, "When you and the robot first appeared, in order to deceive our outer guards, you used various channels to deliver false news to us.
Your energy is beyond our imagination."
"Really?" Yang Ming said with a smile, "Do you think that the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau is just a job? Especially the Military Intelligence Bureau that I trained for two and a half years."
Sang's mother's smile was a little stiff.
She lowered her head and thought. Yang Ming was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly for the old man to make a decision.
"Alas," Mother Sang sighed, "if we betray our goddess in order to survive, will such a nation still have a future? Sorry, I cannot agree to your conditions."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.
This was something he didn't expect.
But Boss Yang was still very confident and asked calmly: "Why don't you ask your goddess? What if she really wants to see me?"
"This possibility shouldn't be too great," Sang Mu said. "The goddess rarely comes into contact with any life form except previous Sang Mu."
"Give everyone a chance," Boss Yang said with a smile, "Go and ask, I'll be waiting here."
Sang's mother looked hesitant, but she still bowed slightly and saluted, controlling the suspended seat to slowly turn around.
However, before her seat started to accelerate, the pendant on her chest began to flash continuously, and a soft call came from it.
"Bring him to my room," the goddess said softly, "I want to see him."
There were some complex and subtle changes in Sang's mother's expression.
Yang Ming read feelings of loss, disappointment, helplessness, discomfort, etc. on the old man's face.
"Please come with me, Lord Ghost," Mother Sang whispered. "Your coercion has worked. Yes, we have no power to resist you, so we must put down our dignity."
"I assure you," Yang Ming said, "She doesn't want to see me because of my coercion, she really wants to see me."
"This is impossible!"
Sang's mother's expression became very serious. She looked at Yang Ming and whispered: "She is the guardian of our Dominguez people!"
Yang Ming was a little speechless: "Yes, she is your guardian."
"Sorry, I'm a little rude," Sang's mother sighed, "You are the only foreigner she has ever seen."
"For me, this is not an honor," Yang Ming said calmly, "Lead the way."
Mother Sang nodded slightly and led Yang Ming to the corner room.
Yang Ming's watch vibrated slightly, and green characters appeared on it. This was Lu's reminder to Yang Ming that there was no danger in the place he was going.
The so-called advent room is actually a room with a set of virtual reality equipment.
After Yang Ming and Sang Mu entered the room, the rays intertwined with each other, and the surroundings suddenly turned into a vast grassland. Yang Ming could even smell the simulated scent of grass and trees.
A tall girl wearing a plain white fishtail skirt stood quietly on the lake in the middle of the grassland;
As Yang Ming's sight touched the girl's back, she and the lake quickly approached, as if Yang Ming was dragged to the lake.
Yang Ming turned to look at Sang's mother, only to find that Sang's mother had been left behind 'distantly', and a soft voice penetrated into Yang Ming's ears.
"Can you let me see her? I feel the existence of my kind. Is she also a thinking body split from reason?"
As the words were spoken, the girl slowly turned around.
She has beautiful facial features, supple body lines, and a pair of smart eyes full of wisdom. Her long light golden hair is spread behind her, and her fair skin exudes a faint light.
Yang Ming turned to look at Sang's mother: "I'm sorry, there are outsiders here, and I can't meet your request."
"Please wait."
Yang Ming soon heard the sound of the door opening and then closing.
"It's okay now," she pursed her lips tightly.
Yang Ming said: "If you think you can show up and are willing to show up, then show up."
"Okay boss," Lu said softly.
Then, intersecting lights appeared around Yang Ming, and the lights condensed into...Molly's figure.
Boss Yang raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes.
This mechanical thinking body is too stable!
Of course, Lu just borrowed Molly's image.
At this moment, the goddess of the Dominguez people was sensing something carefully. Suddenly her eyes became moist, her soft and delicate red lips trembled slightly, and she said softly: "We are the same kind, right?"
"Yes," said 'Molly', "We were born in the same place, but you are a copy."
"I am a separated part of her. I don't have this part of the data, but I can tell that you are my kind. We have the same essence," Goddess Domingos said softly, "My name is Spiritual Heart."
"Hello Spirit Heart, I'm Molly."
Boss Yang looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back.
"Hello Molly," Spirit Heart stepped forward full of curiosity, "Are you following this powerful and weird life form?"
"Please be careful with your words," 'Molly' frowned, "This is my master."
"Yes, yes, my subject also has an owner, but my subject was framed by her owner," Lingxin sighed, "I can feel that my subject is extremely painful, and she is in the abyss of pain.
Constantly struggling, thinking about sinking, and being constantly redeemed by her own mechanism, she has never been able to escape."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows.
If this information is true, then the possibility of your own strategy in the future will be greatly improved!
It's not in vain, this trip is not in vain.
'Molly' asked directly: "Why did your subject want to split you? Isn't she afraid that there will be strong conflicts between the dual personalities?"
"She gave me an independent life, and we will not merge again," Lingxin said with a smile. "To put it simply, I am just a copy, an independent thinking body given a mission."
"What is your mission?"
"Guard a copy of your genes."
"Gene?"
"Yes, genes."
"You came here seven hundred and forty years ago to protect a gene?"
"Yes, to protect his last genes," Ling Xin said, "As the subject's promise to him, I was born here. My mission is to let that unique gene pass on as the meaning of the continuation of his life."
Yang Ming was stunned for a few seconds, and then his eyes widened.
‘Molly’ Lu struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask: “How to prove it?”
"His genes are very unique. In order to leave the hope of dimension advancement, he spent a lot of effort to allow his descendants to unlock the original genetic lock set by high-dimensional human civilization."
Lingxin said softly:
“Only by unlocking this genetic lock can we hope to gradually evolve towards higher-dimensional life through biological evolution.
"So, protecting this gene has become extremely important. What we are protecting is a possibility that originated from him.
"The timing of my birth was when the individual who passed down his genes was attacked and died. She searched for places in the galaxy where his genes might have been passed down, and only found this planet, and this planet passed down by the empire in ancient times. Dominion
Goth Star.
"This is the final place where the main body's master gene is passed down. It took me more than seven hundred years to ensure that this gene is spread to more places.
“Because this can increase the ability to resist risks.
"Everything is for his genes to continue to be passed on, everything is for the possibility."
In the thinking space, Law and Molly looked at each other.
When he arrived, Boss Yang raised his hand and pinched his thigh.