[Relevant departments have reached preliminary conclusions regarding the White Ghost lecture bomb incident.
[The white ghost that appeared in the live broadcast yesterday is a projection synthesized by the New Federation's CIA using the latest technology. Its purpose is to promote false liberal ideology to the people of the Empire. The Empire has severely condemned the New Federation for this.
[The speech given by the false White Ghost is full of loopholes and conjectures. The great Emperor Sherman stated that the so-called Sherman family elite in power is just nonsense. The power of the empire is through the judiciary responsible for the people.
Legislation and government agencies operate smoothly.
[The Empire does not accept this unwarranted slander and reserves the right to hold the New Federation accountable.
[His Majesty the Great Emperor appeals to citizens to remain calm and restrained and not to be provoked by foreign forces. The Empire will protect the legitimate rights and interests of every citizen.
【——Emperor Star Daily Briefing.】
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Daphne stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with her arms folded, looking at the projection that appeared on the mezzanine of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Millions of people sat in protest on the surface streets of Emperor Star.
This is still on the Emperor Star.
It had been twelve galactic hours since she woke up. During these twelve galactic hours, Daphne felt as if she was in a dream.
The first thing she saw was the picture of the Prince command ship exploding into gorgeous 'fireworks' in the starry sky. The raging radiation even destroyed several nearby small frigates and tugboats.
More than 1,800 crew members became dust in the universe, including two princes, three elders, dozens of military noble officers, and those loyal soldiers, as well as the Grand Duke of the Empire, White Ghost Hanton,
No one will survive.
Even though Daphne knew that her Hanton possessed the high-dimensional technology of rebirth, she still felt as if her heart was being stabbed with a knife, as if someone had stabbed her in the heart.
As for the highly inflammatory speech delivered by White Ghost, which aimed directly at the elite and powerful faction of the Sherman family, Daphne did not feel there was anything wrong with it.
The enemy has already raised the butcher's knife, how can we ask the person being attacked not to resist?
Daphne believed that this speech was Hanton's last stand when he knew he could not leave the battleship.
This is consistent with her understanding of Hanton.
'Daphne...sorry...'
Daphne raised her hands to comb her hair, with a bit of anxiety in her eyes.
She now wants to know where Hanton's reserved cells are, and whether he has successfully started rebirth, or whether rebirth was a lie...
"Your Highness," a trusted maid from the side rushed over, "Director Ino is here."
Uncle, yes, uncle may know.
Daphne picked up her skirt and ran towards the door of the dormitory. Before she could run a few steps, Director Ino appeared in Daphne's sight with a haggard face, and she let out a sigh from a distance.
"Uncle! Has Hanton's location been determined?"
Director Ino slowly shook his head.
The light in Daphne's eyes instantly weakened: "How could..."
"He didn't contact you, did he?" Director Ino asked in a deep voice.
Daphne just shook her head.
"Is there any news about his assistant, his technical team, and the Governor's Palace of Sakaar?"
Director Ino asked a series of questions, and then sighed with disappointment.
Daphne asked: "Who put the third bomb?"
"Based on the bombs you sent back, we have carried out certain data restoration. What we can determine is that one of the bombs is an imitation of the Imperial munitions of the New Federation and has been miniaturized. I have determined the other through my own methods.
The person who buried it was your father who arranged for the people in the tentacles to do it, and the relevant personnel have already dealt with it."
Daphne pursed her lips tightly: "Father?"
"Yes," Director Ino said quickly, "He wants to create turbulence in public opinion and trigger people's panic and anger towards the round table, thereby expanding his imperial power."
Daphne pursed her lips tightly.
Director Ino said: "Before starting the speech, Hanton came into contact with you. Did you find anything?"
"It's them who want to kill Hanton," Daphne clenched her palms tightly, "It's those old guys who want to kill Hanton! They only care about people who challenge their authority, and they destroyed Hanton!"
"Daphne!"
Director Ino frowned and said: "Control your emotions, have I trained you for so many years so that you can't complain here?"
"But that's what they do!"
Daphne’s beautiful face is a little ferocious:
"They have to pay for this! They have to pay for hurting Hanton! What did Hanton do wrong?"
"Daphne," Director Ino explained impatiently, "even if they were at fault, didn't Hanton deliberately plan something? Listen to what he said, he wanted to die once by himself.
Set off a revolution within the empire! In the past twelve hours, there have been tens of thousands of violent conflicts within the empire! Do you know how many soldiers asked their commanders, sir, if the order to suppress the civilians came from Sherman?
Are the imperial elites in power? He has shaken the foundation of the empire’s existence!”
"An empire that allows them to do whatever they want shouldn't exist!"
Snapped!
Director Ino's waving palm slowly fell.
Daphne fell to the ground, covering her beaten cheek, her eyes filled with tears.
"Can you calm down now?"
Director Ino asked in a deep voice.
Daphne's eyes lost focus for a moment, but soon regained their clarity. She sat there and nodded gently, then slowly got up.
She adjusted her skirt and whispered: "I'm sorry, uncle, I was distracted by the news of Hanton's murder."
"Some things can be said, and some things cannot be said," Director Ino whispered, "I know you have fallen in love with this bastard, but Daphne, you are a member of the Sherman family, and you will be in the future.
As a rare female tribesman on that round table, I hope you can think carefully before speaking."
"Yes, I know," Daphne said, "The most important thing now is to find his reserved cells. Do you need me to go to Sakaar?"
"You can't go anywhere now, they might set their sights on you."
Director Ino sighed, walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Daphne followed, and after being slapped awake, she was trying her best to think.
"I don't quite understand something."
Director Ino whispered:
"This matter does not make sense logically... Hanton's speech has been called the Ghost Declaration. Because of the inspiration of this declaration and the concentrated outbreak of problems left over from the past, the people's dissatisfaction with the empire has reached
vertex.
"And we have detected that there are several powerful network-based forces interfering in this matter.
"The previous national riots were just an appetizer, or even an introduction. Everything seemed to be planned. An invisible hand controlled the entire empire, and step by step the white ghost came to the podium.
, and then said those words.
"Hanton, he lied to us before, that's for sure.
"His words seemed to express dissatisfaction with the imperial power of the empire, but in fact they fundamentally denied the legitimacy of the empire's rule.
"This was definitely planned."
"But," Daphne explained, "if Hanton hadn't been pushed to the edge of the cliff by those people, how could he have openly stood on the opposite side of the empire? His home planet, his hometown, his real family, this
That's what he really cares about."
"That was just a bargaining chip he said, and I was deceived by him."
Director Ino said:
"If he really cared about his hometown, he wouldn't have been able to resist the empire so fiercely under the premise that Faia's game was about to begin in a few years.
"Unless he determines that his home planet cannot complete the process of civilization promotion, he no longer cares. He just wants to use this rhetoric to numb us and make us feel that even if he has complaints against the empire, he will not dare to betray the empire.
"But I didn't expect..."
"Uncle, is there any evidence for what you said?"
Director Ino shook his head.
Daphne said: "Uncle, please change your perspective. If it weren't for them, my respectable elders, who insisted on planning this explosion and expressed their strong attitude towards the white ghost, things would have developed to this point.
The situation?"
"We can't tell whether it's your elders or someone else who is actively pushing behind this."
Director Ino said seriously: "Don't be emotional."
"Uncle, are you saying that Hanton might have staged this drama on purpose? He has actually betrayed the empire a long time ago?"
"If you think about it carefully, what happened in the past few days, starting from his unexpected confrontation with Catherine... He let Catherine go. During the battle with him, Catherine gave a speech calling on the people to awaken their minds.
Can the content of those speeches correspond to the ghost declaration?"
Daphne was stunned for a moment.
"You are very smart, Daphne," Director Ino said, "So now I judge that there is a 30% chance that Hanton betrayed the empire."
"He must have his own ideas," Daphne said. "Now, whether it is to calm down the angry people or to prevent the upper and lower levels of the empire from being divided, we must find Hanton."
Director Ino said: "Now, Daphne, would you like to step forward and reduce some pressure on the empire?"
"I do, uncle," Daphne replied without thinking.
"Very good," Director Ino put a handwritten note into Daphne's hand. Daphne opened it and looked at it for a few times, with a bit of shock in her eyes.
She looked up at Director Ino with a bit of doubt in her eyes, as if she wanted to identify whether Director Ino was real.
"Uncle, what you want is for me to stand up and attack the four elders of the military..."
"Yes Daphne."
Director Ino smiled, the light in his eyes flickering slightly:
"First of all, you don't have to worry that the empire will get into trouble. We now need to transform the contradictions. Turning the people's anger towards those old guys is the best way. The people don't have a high dislike for His Majesty the Emperor now. This is also thanks to
Hanton clearly pointed the finger at us, the elite of the Sherman family.
"Secondly, you don't have to worry that there will be a large-scale mutiny... This will most likely trigger conflicts in some regions, or in other words, a civil war in the empire, but as long as the Levi Fleet and the Imperial Star are in the Imperial Guard system
Under control, we don't have to worry about the empire actually being divided.
"Once the civil strife reaches a level that triggers the self-protection program of the Imperial Guard system, everything will be quickly wiped out.
“This is the super mechanism left by Levi’s ancestors.
"Daphne, don't you think this is a good opportunity?"
"Is it an opportunity for reform?"
"No," Director Ino narrowed his eyes slightly, his old face full of seriousness, "Even if we get rid of the current Round Table faction, new Round Table factions will be born in the future. Targeting them is actually targeting the basic system of the empire.
And this system is what we want to maintain, I mean, this is actually an opportunity for the empire to accelerate its metabolism."
Daphne was thoughtful.
"They are too noisy," Director Ino said calmly, "They are just a group of rats who dare not face physical death. We should add a rule to that round table to prohibit any non-natural life from participating in decision-making."
"I understand, uncle."
"Oh, I still can't figure it out," Director Ino was confused again, "Does Hanton really not care about his home planet? Or, does he actually have other things to rely on? But he has done so much for the empire.
He pulled the empire back from the brink of decline. There is no reason why he would be the forerunner of other camps... This question is annoying me to death. Information, I need enough information! This damn, intrusive little bastard! He put
We have all played, and we must be having fun somewhere now."
"I hope so," Daphne responded disappointedly.
…
At the same time, Yaha Star Spaceport.
Yang Ming looked at his appearance in the mirror and couldn't help but frown.
This slicked back, leather jacket, and tight pants outfit, paired with a coquettish mustache, and that slightly decadent makeup... Do you want him to debut where he is and become the home venue of the Greasy Uncle Band?
Buzz, buzz!
Yang Ming's watch continued to tremble. He raised it and glanced at it. Following the written instructions, he took out a wallet from the corner behind the sink.
I opened it and glanced at it. All kinds of documents were complete.
Only at this time, Yang Ming would sigh with sincerity. Mechanical thinking bodies like Li He Lv are really like gods in the human online world.
but……
"What should I do in the Guel Alliance?" Yang Ming whispered.
Buzz!
[You need to use your mind control to plan the next step.]
Yang Ming was slightly dissatisfied.
Emotions, he is now the tool of reason.
"I'm not the only one who knows this skill."
Li's voice sounded directly next to Yang Ming's ears: "Isn't another reformer who is good at mind control one of your subordinates?"
Yang Ming turned his head and looked, and the figure of the girl Li appeared in the mirror.
Yang Ming sneered: "Okay, you know this."
"Your actions in the super reformer organization were very rough at that time. I pretended to turn a blind eye to many details." Li crossed his arms, "I suggest you act more actively. The more active you are, the more efficient you will be."
The higher the number, the lower the casualties among the people of the empire will be."
Yang Ming said calmly: "No need to try to kidnap me morally, I have no intention of helping others."
"It's not about moral kidnapping, it's about explaining the facts," Li urged. "The voyage merchant ship will leave the port in half an hour. You must run forward now, and please be careful not to expose your strong personal strength."
call out!
Li's figure disappeared directly.
Yang Ming grinned, then pressed the fake leather glue on his cheek and put on the hidden headphones.
"Ding ding! Your caring assistant is online!"
Law shouted at the top of his lungs.
Yang Ming laughed, said nothing, put away the commercial shielding device, and quickly left the bathroom.
The voice of my little assistant sounded friendly.