Walk alone in the abyss

[This morning, the Imperial Investigation Team issued a major statement.

According to the actual investigation of the investigation team, it has been confirmed that the New Federation has the ability to produce liquid metal assassination robots with a high probability.

Similarly, the investigation team cannot rule out the possibility that the new federation will try to use the same means to destroy the empire's operating system.

This investigation also found that the relevant patented technologies of the New Federation are already ahead of the Empire, and this does not include some technologies that the other party may have hidden.

Below is an excerpt from the interview with the leader of the investigation team, Hero of the Empire, Hanton.

"Yes, the New Federation is very powerful in these fields. Their omnic technology and the extended imagination of these technologies are all above us. This makes me feel a sense of urgency. The empire is not fully ahead..."

"Emperor Star Briefing" brings you the latest consultation. 】

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The projection screen disappeared with a whistling sound effect.

In the living room of a lakeside villa near the base of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Yang Ming was sitting shirtless on the sofa, slightly lost in thought.

He just woke up, his brain is still in the stage of booting up, and now his mind is full of Mimily's beautiful body and that terrible crooning voice.

Oh my god, the excitement...

It is really easy for people to lose interest in such things directly when wearing a super-sensing helmet for a rehearsal of human reproduction rituals!

This will directly increase the 'happiness threshold'!

He is still young and hasn't spent enough time, so he dare not continue to use this method.

Mimily probably didn't expect that the combination of the original impulse of life and the mechanical method would put such a heavy load on the body.

She was still sleeping in the bedroom on the second floor at the moment. The maid robot in the villa couldn't even change the sheets, and was so tired that she couldn't even wake up.

can play.

Advanced civilizations know how to play.

Boss Yang shook his head, closed his eyes and lay on the sofa, deciding to let his brain rest for a while.

Suddenly there was a beeping sound from the watch.

Yang Ming looked at it in a daze, took a deep breath, and clicked on the connection.

Several rays of light were emitted from the watch, interweaving a human figure in a white robe, like some religious priest.

Asexual angel, Yang Ming's secret thug, Bligh.

Bligh's expression seemed to be suppressing some kind of impulse, and his smooth long blue hair was shaking slightly, without any trace of bleaching.

He asked softly: "Long time no see, dear Mr. Ghost, is it convenient for you to chat with me now?"

"Well," Yang Ming closed his eyes too lazy to open them, "Just don't worry, as long as I'm not in Emperor Star, no one will be able to monitor me."

"Owner."

Blair breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that shouting these two words could relieve him of a lot of pressure.

He smiled and asked, "Did you just wake up from a hangover?"

"It's worse than a hangover," Yang Ming frowned, "This is the price of happiness... Is there anything important?"

"Yes, but it's not a serious matter, just a little worried."

Blair sighed:

"Recently, the ascending dimension laboratory has broken the original agreement several times in a row, summoned many super-reformers in advance, and urged the super-reformer organization to incubate more super-reformers as soon as possible for subsequent experiments.

"These are news that super-reformers cannot know, because I have more people under my control now, so I got this information.

"It makes me feel very depressed. I still have more than ten years left, but I am also worried that it may be my turn in the next few years.

"They have great expectations for me, a spiritual overhauler."

Yang Ming recovered a little bit of energy.

He had heard about it before, and he hadn't expected that Bligh would have such worries.

Yang Ming said: "You can make preparations in advance. Anyway, the high-level super-reformers are now your younger brother. When they get the news that you are arrested for experiments, you can directly profit."

"Run?"

"It means to run away," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Your Captain just happened to help you."

Bligh's eyes lit up: "I knew that the great you would definitely not be subservient to the corrupt royal family! They mediocre and incompetent ordinary human beings, why should you be loyal to them!"

Yang Ming: ...

"Yes, that's right."

Boss Yang nodded slowly, showing a standard villain sneer:

"I have a grand plan, but I just want to realize it step by step. What you see now is not the real me."

"Bly is willing to give you everything," said Bly, slightly intoxicated.

Yang Ming: ...

Mad, mind control is really evil!

This kind of control method can continuously give psychological hints to the controlled person, so that the other party can continuously strengthen self-hypnosis.

The empire's ideological branding experiment has almost the same effect.

Yang Ming asked warmly, "Did you come to chat with me because you were under too much pressure?"

"Yes Master."

"Don't worry about Bligh," Yang Ming said with a smile, "If they call you, hide away, or contact me in time."

"Master, don't worry, as long as I have your permission and know your great ideals, then I have nothing to fear!"

Blair looked very firmly:

"I will let them know what an excellent life entity the super-modified body is!

"I will shock them enough. Of course, all of this is under your guidance and permission."

He bowed his head and saluted Yang Ming deeply.

Yang Ming nodded with a smile, and continued to encourage Bligh a few words.

He suddenly thought of one thing.

"Bligh, you haven't added to your collection lately, have you?"

"You don't like this kind of thing, so I restrain myself a lot."

Bry showed a shy smile:

"Having a compassionate heart for the weak is the noble quality I have learned from you."

Yang Ming nodded: "Is there any chance to restore the collections you made before?"

Bligh sighed, "Boss, that's actually an experimental project around me."

"Um?"

"Bio-spiritual network construction."

Bly explained softly:

"Although the collection is selected by me, the overall implementation is in the charge of the laboratory under the Ascending Dimension Laboratory. They have successfully built a 100,000 Human-scale brain networks.

"The plan did not fail, it was suspended because it did not have to go ahead at this stage.

"You can understand that I am the master of this network, and I have been able to do it now, making one-third of the collection spiritually attuned to become my spiritual amplifier.

"However, the price is that these collections become unconscious vegetative people, they have been made into biological devices with a lifespan of one hundred years."

Yang Ming frowned tightly.

Bligh apologized and bowed his head: "I'm sorry, master, I made you feel sick... I also hate myself like this. There seems to be some problem with my emotional system."

"Ah, no, it's not disgusting enough, it's just disgusting," Yang Ming sighed, "Why didn't you tell me this before, Bryce?"

"You didn't ask, and you expressed your disgust at my collection of collections, and I have been restraining myself."

Bligh revealed a hint of intoxication:

"It does make me happy, oh sorry, maybe it's not in line with the values ​​of the current society."

"Okay, Bligh," Yang Ming sighed, "you should pay more attention to it, if this experiment advances again, you can contact me in advance."

"Obey, my master."

There was a little movement on the second floor.

Yang Ming hastily hung up the communication and looked up.

Mimily, who was only wearing underwear and pale, appeared by the railing with disheveled hair, pouted and muttered: "Uncle, let's use only one from now on."

"Genius idea."

Yang Ming gave a thumbs up.

Mimi Li covered her mouth and yawned. She didn't have the energy to make any seductive moves, so she honestly went to get a glass of water.

Yang Ming patted the place beside him.

"This," Mimily paused subconsciously, "I can't do anything now... Uncle, you know, I'm still an ordinary person. Although I'm happy, we still have to base our lives on safety."

"Just a hug. Getting along with lovers is not just that kind of thing. Come here and sleep for a while."

Mimi Li laughed, and curled up beside Yang Ming, pillowing on Yang Ming's thigh.

After a while, she fell asleep again.

A robotic maid controlled by Ritsu brought blankets to cover her beautiful body.

Yang Ming turned on the projection screen again, turned down the volume, and began to watch some local news in the empire.

The warm starlight regulated by the glass sprinkled the living room, and Mimily, who was hiding in Yang Ming's shadow, looked like a lazy civet cat. Yang Ming's fingers caressed her soft skin, and he also closed his eyes, letting Don't think too much by yourself.

Sometimes, thinking too much doesn't help.

It is impossible for him to know when "Faya's Game" will start just by thinking about it;

It is also impossible to rely on anxiety to fight against the challenges that will inevitably arise next.

But Yang Ming soon began to think about a more realistic problem.

How long can the relationship between myself and Mimi Li last, and how long can the two of them maintain this freshness?

He has no answer.

The nickname of Star Widow must be changed. Although its original meaning is that Mimily, the pirate queen, has made many wives in the galaxy widowed, it still sounds unlucky.

'I still have to find a chance to go back and visit Emilia. '

Yang Ming thought so from the bottom of his heart.

As a breeze blew by, Yang Ming closed his eyes and immersed himself in a starry sky, as if he saw the bright spots slowly gathering at the edge of the Milky Way.

The screen on the projection screen broadcasts the news of the war, and the time of the war indicated in the lower left corner seems to be beating faster.

Two hundred galactic days, three hundred galactic days, four hundred galactic days...

Mimily next to Yang Ming came and went, and the two seemed to get together less and more often. Every time they met, it was a sweet love, and every time they parted, they could devote themselves to their respective work with full energy.

The villa, a love nest for the two, is mostly vacant, except for a maid robot that cleans it on a periodic basis.

The war between the Empire and the New Federation continued, but no large-scale war broke out.

The third expansion of the Falling Wind Alliance was completed quickly, and one-third of the administrative stars of the United Kingdom of Chenoer became independent and became members of the Falling Wind Alliance.

The Luofeng Alliance began to expand in the opposite direction.

The Imperial Foreign Affairs Bureau has noticed that there seems to be a problem with the omnics they put in, and they did not get 'so much' benefits from the Luofeng Alliance.

Finally, the time-beating numbers flattened out.

Still in this villa, on a similar morning, the time in the lower left corner of the news interface was fixed at the three-digit number starting with nine.

In the new calendar year 736 of the Empire, the Three Years' War ended.

The Empire claimed that their Armada had conquered the fragile will of the New Federation.

Inside the villa, the real-time picture of the empire's retreat was broadcast on the news, and the imperial fleet assembled gently in deep space.

call out.

Yang Ming turned off the projection screen, looked down at Mimi Li who was sleeping beside her, and raised his hand to pinch the tip of her nose.

"Mimilie?"

"Um?"

"I have another MI meeting to chair."

Without even opening Mimily's eyes, a pair of jade arms wrapped around her, and the two were kissing on the sofa. The enthusiasm between them did not fade in the slightest because they had been in love for two years.

Soon, Mimi Li took the initiative to push Yang Ming away, biting her lips lightly:

"Go to work, boss, I also want to go back and lead the group to continue the business."

"Don't put so much pressure on yourself," Yang Ming rubbed her hair, "I'll go first."

"By the way, uncle!"

Mimi Li asked: "When will you go back there? I already lied to Emilia, saying that it's her birthday this year, and you will definitely show up."

"Well," Yang Ming showed embarrassment, "I seem to be tied to the Military Intelligence Bureau now. Although news has spread from the upper echelons of the empire, it will take two months at the earliest before I will be released from the Military Intelligence Bureau. Transferred to the military industry system... how long is her birthday?"

"Next month, you haven't been back for a long time."

"Everywhere I go now, people are staring at me." Yang Ming thought about it carefully, "I'll try my best."

"Okay," Mimily shrugged, "then I'll give her some vaccinations in advance."

Yang Ming took the initiative to lean over, and Mimi Li closed her eyes obediently, letting her lover place a kiss on her forehead.

If her appearance like this is seen by her vicious subordinates, they will probably frighten the eyes of Man Chuan.

Putting on a straight dress and a pair of leather shoes, Yang Ming straightened his collar in front of the mirror, took the elevator directly to the first floor, and got into his small spaceship dedicated to the deputy director.

...

half an hour later.

In the main meeting room of the military intelligence underground base.

Yang Ming sat in the main seat, leaned back in the chair and yawned. Atro smiled and pressed the button. The projections of more than 60 men and women appeared on both sides of the long table, and began to report on the work at this stage.

Team leader McGee, who became famous in the empire for successively sanctioning more than a dozen ancient noble families, has already sat down beside Attero.

Dozens of cadres recommended by McGee and promoted by Yang Ming in the past two years formed the "Special Operations Group for Rectification of the Nobles of the Military Intelligence Bureau" that made the nobles fear in the empire.

Now, because Yang Ming is going to be transferred, the leadership of this team is handed over to Atro, who has been officially promoted to deputy director.

Atro has spent the last few days giggling in his sleep, scaring his mistresses a lot.

The work report was still the same, and Yang Ming was drowsy after listening to it, but a piece of news aroused Yang Ming's interest.

"Wait a minute," Yang Ming looked at McGee, "What did you just say?"

"It's about resistance groups in the Empire."

McKee said quickly:

"Our newly formed intelligence network has infiltrated into an organization called 'Innocents', and confirmed that there are defectors who disappeared before.

"In the past two years, the Wuwangzhe organization has been very active. They will always appear on barren planets, promote their ideas, and develop many solid offline.

"We have used many methods to infiltrate this organization. The agents we planted a year ago finally managed to go undercover, but they are only a peripheral organization of undercover agents. The other party is well-organized, very careful in every action, and has advanced communication methods. tricky."

Someone on the side added: "According to the brain memory data of a leader of a rebel organization we caught last month, it shows that the Wuhuzhe organization has united more than 300 rebel organizations, and their tentacles have extended to the vicinity of the Emperor Star Circle. We even found out that the case of the decommissioned warships that made a lot of noise in the empire last year was sold as scrap and then disappeared, there are traces of the Innocents organization.”

"This organization is almost the same. It is already the largest underground resistance force in the current empire. There may be a shadow of the United States of Freedom behind it."

Yang Ming nodded, and said in a low voice: "Give me the detailed information of this organization, and I will personally investigate this matter later."

"yes!"

Yang Ming secretly sighed in his heart.

Catherine's temper was still so stubborn, and she just refused to listen to persuasion.

No matter how much she contacts those resistance organizations, it will only increase her risk of exposure. If she hides for a year or two longer, the situation will naturally have an opportunity to turn around.

"Continue to report."

"yes."

Yang Ming leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to doze off. The report came to an end after fifteen minutes.

"Handon, Hanton!" Atro kicked the chair beside him, "The report is over."

"Um?"

Yang Ming opened his eyes, cleared his throat calmly:

"Well, I exercised too hard yesterday, and I'm a little tired.

"Let me make a concluding speech... You should have received the news. I will be transferred soon. I will spend more time with Deputy Director Atro in the future. If there is anything that cannot be solved, let Atro ask me. Don't go overboard directly. Find me.

"Also, do you know why the Empire withdrew its troops in the New Federation?"

A group of people shook their heads at the same time.

"I submitted a report to the above about the imminent arrival of the bug swarm."

Yang Ming sighed:

"Everyone, I have been in the Military Intelligence Bureau for nearly three years, digging you out one by one, and together with Attero, I established a brand new internal intelligence department and built the framework of the foreign intelligence group.

"But I would say that these jobs are not enough to deal with the dangers that we face next.

"In about one to three years, a large-scale bug swarm will break out in the Milky Way. The source is the big queen who was once scared off by the Skyfury Fortress. She is about to complete the dimension upgrade. human civilization.

"It's bound to be an uphill battle.

"Our Military Intelligence Bureau has played a very important role in recent years.

"One is to maintain the internal stability of the empire, and the other is to deter those greedy nobles through a series of actions and provide guarantees for the empire's military expenditure.

"But it's not enough, it's not enough. I hope you can continue to uphold this spirit, don't be afraid of difficulties, and keep moving forward. Only by suppressing the nobles can the internal conflicts of the empire be alleviated. In these matters, if you encounter insurmountable difficulties , find me, understand?"

More than sixty people stood up at the same time, those in military uniforms took off their military caps, and those in civilian clothes straightened their chests.

"Obey! Master Phantom!"

"It's a good spirit."

Yang Ming smiled and waved his hands:

"Okay, let's get busy with work, the military department will naturally reward you for your achievements at various stages.

"I reckon I'll keep an eye on you for another two or three months. It's too early to say goodbye."

A group of people laughed a few times, and the projections left the stage one by one.

Atro sighed softly beside him: "Thanks to you."

"Thanks to me." Yang Ming stretched his waist, "With such a large population base in the empire, talents are definitely indispensable. You just need to discover more in the future."

"I can't," Atero sneered, "In terms of charisma, you are still good... Well, Her Highness Daphne came back last night. After knowing that you are not at the base, she has a very ugly expression. Now she is waiting for you... Take care Ah bro."

Yang Ming blinked: "Generally, how do you deal with this kind of situation?"

"Overtime work, urgent business... It's normal for women to be jealous, just coax them, you are a white ghost."

Yang Ming smiled calmly.

He has never picked this delicate flower, why should she be jealous.

A chapter of more than 5,000 words is really not conducive to adding more.