Unfortunately, their patron saint and spiritual pillar, Lingxin, chose to unconditionally trust this famous white ghost for reasons that Sang's mother could not understand. Sang's mother had completely fallen into passivity when facing Yang Ming.
Sang's mother asked Yang Ming in a roundabout way what he wanted from them.
Yang Ming just smiled and shook his head, saying that he had no agenda and just wanted to help the Dominguez people create a better future.
Sang's mother really couldn't believe this nonsense.
She couldn't get the answer she wanted by beating around the bush, so she decided to be honest with Yang Ming and use her sincerity to try to impress the imperial hero.
Mother Sang sighed and whispered: "Master Ghost, our goddess has supported you unconditionally. We have few options left. Now, I must make sure that you will not let the imperial army attack us, right?"
"certainly."
Yang Ming smiled and said: "Actually, the problem now is the Empire's Total Defense System 2.0, which is the robot I brought. Although it cannot break through the protection network set up by your goddess, he only needs to have a thought to put it
Reporting the situation here to the empire will plunge this place into a state of eternal destruction."
"This will be a disaster for us," Sang's mother frowned, "Can you stop it?"
"We're somewhat certain," Yang Ming said, "but how certain it is depends on whether you can cooperate."
"In other words, these are all matters that can be discussed, right?"
Yang Ming said: "You have said so, and I will not beat around the bush with you. I want information, detailed information on your extreme radicals."
Mother Sang pursed her lips tightly: "I don't want to betray my compatriots."
"You actually have no choice, madam," Yang Ming said. "The soul doesn't know that you are doing these things. I think you should understand that what she wants to do is to protect your nation. You don't know what's going on here.
The reason, but I know it.”
"But……"
"Believe me, madam," Yang Ming said with sincerity, "Give me their list, and I can guarantee you that I will not let Labrador leak the news here."
Sang's mother raised her hand and rubbed her forehead.
This elevator went very slowly, which she had deliberately warned her to do.
"I don't quite understand, Lord Ghost," Mother Sang said, "What is the purpose of you asking for this list? To make their identities public? They are still hiding at the border of the empire and being sheltered by the new federal intelligence organization.
Terrorists, even if you have their list, it will be difficult to catch them."
Yang Ming cannot directly say, "I want to bring down the most powerful empire in the galaxy," nor can he reveal his hostility to the empire. Of course, he cannot say that he is supporting many of the empire's resistance organizations.
"What I want is actually...peace."
Boss Yang himself couldn't believe this.
"Peace?"
Sang's mother stared at Yang Ming quietly: "Are you kidding me?"
"No," Yang Ming said, "the extreme radicals are a part of you that must be abandoned. Only by erasing them can you truly usher in peace. You harbor hatred for the empire. This is reasonable and deserved.
But until you are strong enough, it is better to hide this hatred."
Mother Sang was silent.
Yang Ming continued: "Is the existence of these people really that important to you?"
"They are also my children," Mother Sang's eyes were filled with pain. "Although they have been bewitched by the New Federation,...if possible, I want to suffer on their behalf..."
Yang Ming sighed: "I can understand if the Domingos become part of the empire's powerful enemies, but they chose to become terrorists and target innocent people to cause terrorist incidents. This is a crime that I cannot tolerate.
"
"Oh," Sang's mother whispered, "I can give you the list, but it will take about a day or so."
Yang Ming said: "As soon as possible, I can stay here for a day. As long as I can get the list, and there is no problem with the terrorist list, then I will be more confident in persuading Labrador."
Mother Sang said: "You said before that you don't need to create any achievements..."
"Yes," Yang Ming said calmly, "but I cannot tolerate terrorists, especially those who used human gas bombs in my territory."
His eyes showed some ferocious meaning.
Sang's mother pursed her lips tightly, stood up, bowed deeply to Yang Ming, and whispered: "I hope you will not betray the trust of the goddess. We have no way out."
There are only two of them here.
Yang Ming did not dodge sideways, but accepted the other party's salute calmly, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional in his heart.
"It's not easy for your own civilization."
But in any case, the extreme radicals among the Domingos have become the outcasts of the Domingos.
…
Sang Mu went to prepare information about the Dominguez people.
Yang Ming got out of the elevator and appeared in the center of City No. 3. Taking advantage of the presence of the 'Sister Spirit Heart' here, he walked around with his hands in his pockets.
Life here is indeed peaceful, and you can feel that the Dominguez people are very united.
Yang Ming went to the nearest school and walked around. In front of the alarm system and surveillance cameras, he climbed over the wall and entered. The surveillance system didn't respond at all.
Yang Ming found their history textbook and read it for a long time.
There is no way to temporarily fake this thing.
What surprised Yang Ming was that the content of the textbook was actually relatively objective and rational, and there was not much inflammatory content.
Their "Ancient History" tells the story of the initial reclamation process more than 10,000 years ago, but the details of "imperial criminal exiles" were beautified and changed to "a spaceship stayed on this abandoned resource star due to its own malfunction".
In "Modern History", the Dominguez massacre is described in detail.
What makes Boss Yang feel quite good is that the team that compiled these history books asked questions about the imperial invasion war.
[This is an out-and-out imperial hegemony bullying a weak nation, and it is also a history that we must not forget. In the complex interstellar environment at that time, we blindly followed the politicians of the New Federation and put our planet under the cannon of the empire.
Under our control, the imperial war criminals, with their cruel and barbaric acts, have caused permanent and irreparable scars on us.
[We cannot forgive the invaders on behalf of our dead compatriots;
[We are not qualified to forgive those demons who raised butcher knives for those martyrs who sacrificed their lives to resist the invasion;
[We have no reason to decide for future Dominguez people whether we will become part of these perpetrators...]
After leaving school, Boss Yang was in a mixed mood.
The weak Domingos himself had become distorted to a certain extent under the strong pressure of the empire.
They are trying their best to put forward the policy of "not provoking the empire" as decently as possible, hoping that they can recuperate and continue to survive in the interstellar world. Therefore, three factions have emerged: the revenge faction, the radical faction, and the survival faction.
Coming here this time, the harvest has been too rich.
The most important gain is that they got a new help - Lingxin, and Xiaolu got the core data of Lingxin and established the supervision power over Lingxin.
For the mechanical thinking body, this is equivalent to "defection".
Secondly, there is the list that is about to be obtained.
Yang Ming was going to hand over this list to the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau, but before handing it over to the Military Intelligence Bureau, he had to do two things.
First, dig out the organizations that were involved in the Sakaar gas bomb incident. If the Military Intelligence Bureau can kill them, they will kill them. If they cannot, he will kill them himself.
Second, let Lu know every move of these terrorists, and then use the military intelligence agency’s arrests and his own pursuit to put pressure on them, forcing these desperadoes to be under the indirect control of Catherine as much as possible, directly strengthening Catherine’s
Side forces.
In order to create real pressure on the empire, if these resistance organizations do not unite, what is the way out?
There is a third point, and that is the Domingos themselves.
The Tree of Life and the Domingos home planet maintain a great influence on the Domingos in the empire, and the Domingos are now one of the main races of the empire's slaves.
The tens of billions of slaves in the empire are like a thunder that can explode at any time.
In the future, we only need the energy of the Dark Star System to continuously produce cost-effective small and medium-sized battleships. Then a considerable number of these Domingos are the Imperial Resistance Army who can rise up at any time.
This is a real help, but it is a bit cruel to the Domingos.
Buzz, buzz!
Yang Ming picked up his watch and glanced at it, it was a reminder from Lu.
[Boss, they are indeed preparing a detailed list. Many of the terrorists I marked before are listed on it. 】
Boss Yang raised his eyebrows slightly.
The Domingos had given him sincerity, so it was time for him to go find Labrador and have a good chat.
Yang Ming returned to the library, made a cup of hot drink, and leisurely read the entertainment books here for a while.
Every move of Labrador is under the watchful eye of the law. There is no need to worry that Labrador will suddenly become ill and go to the doctor, directly leaking the news here.
This guy is quite obedient and has been trying hard to break through the firewall here.
The supercomputer brain of the Imperial Fleet in space was almost fuming, but he still couldn't find any valuable information.
Boss Yang finished a cup of hot drink, left the sofa that had been heated by himself, and found the maintenance station near the library, where he found the sanitation robot that was still pretending to be charging.
There was no one around, so Yang Ming walked directly forward and knocked the robot on the head.
"how's it going?"
"Oh, sir," Labrador lowered his voice to the lowest level, "Why did you come here so directly! Although I have affected the surveillance around here and the robots here, this kind of direct encounter is still too dangerous!
"
Yang Ming smiled and said: "Don't worry, we have big fists, what should we be afraid of? How will the harvest be?"
"well!"
Labrador sighed, and a depressed Japanese emoticon appeared on the screen of the sanitation robot.
"I am imperfect. I am convinced that my abilities are lacking. I am still a long way from being mature and reliable. I... this security system is too difficult! Sir, I can't open it!"
He actually started crying.
Yang Ming quickly comforted him: "There are specialties in martial arts, Labdo, this may not be what you are good at. You are better at arranging troops, right?"
"That's computing power...not my specialty..."
Labrador drooped his round head, and the makeshift external brain in his cylindrical body was also showing sadness.
Who could know that he was heartbroken.
The advanced version of his majestic empire-wide defense system couldn't even solve the data security system of a weak nation.
Yang Ming said in a deep voice: "Labrador, I think we can have a good chat."
"Well," Labrador asked, "you can just give me the order directly."
"No, what I want to talk about may be a bit risky for you," Yang Ming said sternly, "Let's take a walk outside. Don't worry, I have had direct contact with their leaders just now. They are now
It won’t be against us.”
"Oh," Labrador wondered, "how did you..."
Yang Ming smiled and said: "Although violence cannot solve the problem, violence can provide a shortcut."
"That's right."
"Come on, let's go for a walk on the road."
Yang Ming sat directly on Labrador's back, ignoring the curious eyes of the young men and women around him, and greeted Labrador to the street.
They went to nearby hospitals and shopping malls, walked around everywhere, and then arrived at the embankment of an artificial river, where they took a leisurely walk and chatted.
"Labrador, how do you feel?"
"Well," Labrador muttered for a few moments, "it's very peaceful here, surprisingly peaceful. People don't seem to be blinded by hatred, and everyone is not so extreme. Most human beings are just thinking about life and the future."
Yang Ming crossed his arms and said slowly: "That's it for Labradors. However, this is just that their emotions are temporarily buried by the details of life. If the empire's fleet invades again, most of them will actively
Resist."
"This is almost certain. Have you read their textbooks? I invaded their education network before, and the content of their textbooks surprised me."
"These are survivalists, Labrador."
Yang Ming said slowly:
"They are hiding underground and scattered throughout the galaxy, trying their best to pass on their genes and using all means to increase their ability to resist risks.
"I can understand them, they just want to survive, and as long as their survival is not threatened, they can live like this.
"We are members of a collective, but we are also independent individuals. Although hatred cannot be forgotten, hatred cannot be everything in life. For a nation, the most meaningful thing is to protect its own culture and protect its own
Uniqueness, one is to allow oneself to continue to reproduce.
"Labrador, they just want to live and don't have much interaction with the outside world. Are they wrong?"
"Nothing wrong."
Labrador said solemnly:
"But this is not in the interests of the Empire."
"Yes," Yang Ming said, "This may be a hidden danger to the empire, so you insist on destroying this place, right?"
Labrador was silent.
He kept thinking: "Is this part of the assessment?"
"You can understand it that way," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Now is the time for our private conversation."
"Please let me think for a few minutes," Labrador said softly.
Yang Ming was not in a hurry.
He has made an agreement with Lu. As long as Labrador's core data is biased toward destruction, Lu will modify his data in the shortest possible time, reverse his cognition, and modify Labrador's memory to [They entered
Check the underground shelter complex of the Dominguez people], and [only found some ruins].
The embankment seems to be coming to an end soon.
Labrador sighed softly and whispered: "I can't make a decision. I hope to leave this decision-making power to humans."
He said with disappointment: "I originally thought I was a powerful thinking body, but now I find that I am still very immature. Likewise, I cannot make myself become hard-hearted. I just asked, with the absolute power of the empire,
Is it correct to put interests first, and to put the interests of His Majesty the Emperor as the absolute core? Of course, this is correct, and this is the meaning of my existence."
"Labrador?"
"I am here."
"The meaning of the existence of the thinking body is to explore and think."
Yang Ming said warmly, patted Labrador's head gently, and said slowly:
"I suggest that you delete the memory data from the time you came down with me, otherwise your own beliefs may be affected. You are a good child, and I hope you can find the meaning of your existence in the future.
"The reason why life is bright is because we are unswervingly pursuing a belief.
"Mechanical life is also life."
Labrador was slightly startled.
"Sir," he suddenly smiled and asked, "can I keep these last few words of yours?"
"Of course, it's up to you," Yang Ming said, "I won't return to the fleet until tomorrow. At that time, I will bring back a detailed list of Dominguez's terrorists. This is the condition for me to let them go."
"You are a good man, my lord."
Labrador controlled the sanitation robot and bowed his head: "I will start deleting the data... This journey with you has benefited me a lot."
As soon as he finished speaking, the head of Zhengzi in the barrel of the sanitation robot stopped running instantly.
Yang Ming's watch immediately vibrated, and Lu's voice came from the hidden earphones:
"Boss, he deleted this part of the data, and deleted it directly from the root server. I cleaned up some of the remnants for him, and planted the seeds of your influence on him."
seed?
Yang Ming curled his lips slightly and didn't pay much attention to this matter. It was enough to leave it to Lu to handle it.
He stood on the river embankment.
The sparkling river reflects the blue sky and white clouds simulated by the giant projection, and the residential area on the other side of the river is crowded and lively.
The breeze blows, and Yang Ming squints his eyes to smell the fragrance of the grass and trees.