Walk alone in the abyss

After the suffocation and dizziness passed, Papaloka sat slumped on the sofa, rolled his eyes, panted heavily, and kept bowing his head and coughing a few times.

Boss Yang, who never left the single sofa, calmly put down his right hand.

"Why?"

Papaloka glared at him:

"You were only seconds away from suffocating me! Why did you stop!"

"I thought about it." Yang Ming stared at Papaloka and said frankly, "I still want to use you to influence your home planet and reduce the pressure on my home planet."

"It's useless," Papaloka sneered, "my civilization is inherently arrogant."

"No matter how arrogant you are, it's only a civilization level of 1.5, and it's seriously distorted," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Since they think they can pass the assessment steadily, they must consider what will happen after they come to the Milky Way. "

Papaloka looked at Yang Ming with a frown.

Boss Yang had a cold look in his eyes:

"I can do everything for my home planet, bear all sins, and bear all infamy.

"Including but not limited to, adding 20 billion slaves to the empire.

"I can't affect the progress of "Faya's Game" for the time being, but I can affect the empire. I have threatened other pioneers with the same threat."

Papaloka laughed suddenly, and stared at Yang Ming: "According to the standards of the Faya people, there are many possibilities for your home planet, and there are monsters like you, and you have obtained it in such a short time. With so much influence, are you trying to force them to patch the rules?"

"not necessarily."

Yang Ming shrugged: "I'm trying to increase my importance to the Faya people and expand my influence outside of Faya's game project team."

"You want to use me to talk to my civilization?"

"Yes," Yang Ming stared at Papaloka, "You can refuse, I will find other ways to plan."

Yang Ming laughed and stared at Papaloka.

"I am grateful that you have given me so much information, which is of great significance, and I have discovered that my home planet is not completely without opportunities.

"As long as you can reach the top three in the first three stages, the fourth stage may not be unmanageable."

"Will the Faya people allow you?" Papaloka stared at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming said with a smile: "If they allow it, I will do it. If they don't allow it, I will do it too. At worst, I will be killed directly."

Papaloka suddenly became a little speechless: "Then what is your confidence in challenging them? Is it because you serve them?"

"Well," Yang Ming sighed, "so I am also very passive now, and I need to find some ways to turn passive into active. The road is made by people...Our cooperation can also be my help."

"I just want to free myself."

"There is no room for negotiation?"

Papaloka frowned and said, "I shared the information with you, you should meet my request."

Boss Yang said seriously: "But I didn't promise you anything before."

"you!"

"That's all for today!"

Yang Ming got up with a light jump and landed directly on the door. He turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Papaloka: "See you tomorrow, I have benefited a lot from chatting with you, my beloved elder."

"asshole!"

A pillow flew over, and Yang Ming quickly closed the door.

"Both of you," Yang Ming said with a smile, "please also take care of this lady, she has obvious violent and suicidal tendencies, she is my important friend."

The female agent guarding the door showed a decent smile at the same time.

Yang Ming touched a card in his pocket and stuffed it into their collars: "Please drink tea from your department, a gift from the ghost."

After saying that, he turned around and left gracefully.

The gazes of the two female agents followed until Yang Ming turned the corner and disappeared.

...

"The information obtained is really quite a lot."

In the room, Yang Ming was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the corner, facing the light circle of the shielding device, flipping through a magazine and book in front of him, constantly communicating with Li.

Li asked softly, "Boss, are we really going to bring her back to the empire?"

"Well," Yang Ming said, "the Yada Democratic Republic should not object."

"They didn't dare to object," Li said with a smile. "They had a meeting before, and it was a meeting with some of the most important politicians in this country. I slipped over and eavesdropped."

"How to say?"

"They also want to establish a connection with the Faya, but they are not sure what the so-called forerunners are."

"This country just rose in the last millennium?"

"No, it has only developed to its present scale in the last millennium."

"We still can't ignore the background of the four big gangsters in the galaxy," Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, "Then, how do they decide?"

Law couldn't help laughing: "They really want to keep Papaloka, but they are afraid of offending the white ghost, and they still don't understand what benefits the forerunner can bring them. There is another very important point, These are the guys who studied the psychology of Papalloca and found that it was not a worthwhile investment."

"Two billion iron-blooded legions came to Yada Democratic Republic. This democratic country itself has only a small population, and it cannot absorb such a large number of people."

Yang Ming thought about it, but felt a little troubled.

"My first thought was to bring this guy back to the empire and use her as one of my bargaining chips in the game with the higher-ups of the empire.

"The task given to me by the Faya people is to get her out and let her gain a certain amount of political influence, so that the 'Faya's Game' project can work normally.

"By the way, Li, tell me, the Faya people should have heard what I told her today, right?"

"Faya can intercept all information in the entire galaxy, boss."

"That's good," Yang Ming said indifferently, "Let me express my feelings to my brother Faya, lest I have a showdown in the future, and they think I stabbed them in the back."

Lu muttered in a low voice: "The point is, if we show our cards now, nothing will change."

Yang Ming sneered, with a somewhat helpless expression in his eyes.

Really can't change anything.

This Milky Way is like an abyss, and now he is just a fish swimming in the abyss that has found a little light, and this light can't reach far.

How do you know if you don't try?

Yang Ming cheered himself up a little.

"What do you think is the most effective way to make Papaloka my subordinate or subordinate or partner?"

"Beauty Trick!"

"Pooh!"

"Look, look!" Lu snorted, "Boss, you have double standards. If you change to Princess Daphne, you must laugh and wrong yourself."

"Hey!" Yang Ming stared, "We need to talk about this matter, have I touched Daphne?"

"Yes, the body has not moved, and the mind has almost been domesticated."

Law snorted:

"Boss, you don't have much resistance to Daphne now. The only thing that can hinder you from getting along with Daphne is your little conscience."

"Why are you so concerned about my private life?"

"I don't care who can control you, rely on Kolev? This old man is now socializing happily every day, and he has no motivation to fight."

Boss Yang laughed twice, and slowly sat down by the window.

It's fine to bicker with Ritsu.

"You said, do Li and Levi Sherman get along like we do?"

"That's not necessarily true," Li muttered in a low voice. "The teacher said that because of Levi Sherman's forced restraint, they also fine-tuned my core."

"To be honest, Li is quite miserable. He has been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years."

Yang Ming brought the topic back:

"Think about it now, how to deal with Papaloka, she is always looking for life and death is not the way."

"Boss, she has been hit too hard."

Law sighed:

"This is because the environment of her home planet is too different from that of the Milky Way. Generally speaking, the Milky Way is still a world of freedom, democracy, and human nature. A powerful empire like the Sherman Empire respects public opinion and is afraid of being forced by the nobles. The people rebelled.

"Contrast that with the world she described.

"The gap is huge, and the collapse of the psychological defense is also reasonable.

"It is not a difficult problem to win her over, but it is really a big challenge to heal this scar in her heart."

Yang Ming smiled: "Then I will leave this matter to you."

"Hmph," Lil's voice became much more charming, "We have to do it, Li and Daphne are bad women, let's stay away from them."

Yang Ming: ...

This guy is a quick learner to compete for favor.

...

Minter City Star, in a shuttle bus driving in an underground passage.

The smile on Senator Allison's mouth faded away.

He had just obtained some substantial benefits and made a small step towards the core of the new federal rights, but his mood suddenly turned 180 degrees.

According to the exclusive information given to him by the CIA, a Yada citizen named 'Papaloka' is in close contact with the white ghost.

To be precise, the White Phantom went to Yada Democratic Republic just to find this woman. The two had had secret talks many times, and they seemed to be discussing some confidential matters; but the strange thing was that this woman was just an ordinary bank clerk with bad The management of debts and private life, the charm of the whole body cannot be said to be glamorous, but it can only be said to be obviously negative.

Isn't this the No. 5 pioneer?

Allison pursed her lips tightly.

His brain kept thinking.

Such an ordinary woman, without any participation in political activities, was still directly exposed to the sight of the white ghost.

This shows that either the power organization controlled by the white ghost is already extremely terrifying, and can easily infiltrate a big country far away in the other corner of the galaxy.

Or, the Faya people gave the white ghost enough accurate information.

Of course, there is another possibility—the white ghost that the No. 5 pioneer contacted actively, and wanted to get something from the white ghost.

No matter which possibility it is, it is not a good thing.

Allison was under pressure.

He now wants to know why the Faya people cultivated such a monster.

'Four into two. '

Yang Ming's voice echoed in his mind again.

Alison suddenly swears, kicks the car door angrily, then closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

Is there anything he can do to stop Forerunner Five from joining forces with the White Ghost?

Now, the No. 4 forerunner has been controlled by the white ghost. If the No. 5 forerunner also becomes the partner of the white ghost, then the combination of the three will be a matter of course.

However, the No. 3 forerunner and him, the No. 2 forerunner, were still at odds.

Alison began to feel a little bit regretful, regretting the rash decision he made at the beginning. He shot down No. 3 Forerunner, but in the end it only pierced through the opponent's resurrection armor and made the two of them bond.

However, there are only eternal interests and no absolute enemies.

Considering the current situation, presumably No. 3 Forerunner must be under a lot of pressure now.

Well, I must spread some news appropriately so that the No. 3 forerunner can truly feel the pressure brought by the white ghost, so that the two of them can cooperate with each other.

If, on this basis, the No. 4 or No. 5 pioneers are recruited, then...

Allison frowned suddenly.

Where did his confrontational thinking come from?

Why can't it be him and his home planet to cooperate with the white ghost?

Alison thought about it quietly, but when the question came back to him, he realized that his thinking had reached a dead end.

The Empire and the New Federation are two great ideological confrontations.

Unless I give up everything in the new federation, my home star will automatically become the enemy of the empire after arriving in the Milky Way.

From this perspective, there is no possibility of cooperating with the white ghost.

'It can only be combined horizontally. '

Allison sighed, only feeling a bit of a migraine.

This ghost is too difficult to deal with.

...

Sherman Empire, the lounge of a large party in the Emperor Star Circle.

Daphne sat in front of the mirror and read the news, surrounded by three makeup artists who helped her adjust her makeup quickly.

She was the only celebrity waiting in the entire rest room, which was also stipulated by the security regulations of the imperial family; the four combat maids assigned to her by Yang Ming stood at the door and window, scanning everywhere vigilantly. ——Even though the security outside is already very strict.

With a ding ding, a message popped up from Daphne's private mailbox.

She gestured, and the three make-up artists immediately turned around.

Daphne clicked on the message and glanced at it, her expression changed several times in a row.

This is a message from the Tentacles organization, which begins with a sentence:

【Your Highness, Grand Duke Phantom has a close relationship with a woman on the first planet of Yada Democratic Republic. 】

When Daphne saw this sentence, she sighed from the bottom of her heart, and then began to comfort herself. They were originally a superficial marriage and political alliance. , received too many benefits and benefits, and also established a certain influence among the people of the empire.

This is a business that has already made a profit, so what else can you plan?

However, that guy is indeed quite attractive.

The next sentence.

[Many people have witnessed that Grand Duke Phantom rides with each other and goes shopping together. Although the two maintain a polite distance, they enter some entertainment venues together. 】

'He should pay attention to the influence, and he wants me to settle it. '

Daphne thought so.

She looked down and saw the following high-definition pictures, her thin eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and her expression was a bit puzzled and puzzled.

He has a date with such an aunt... will...

Oh, sorry, she shouldn't use such words to describe women, it's inelegant.

But this!

Daphne enlarged the picture and adjusted it to a stereoscopic projection, looked at Papaloka carefully, and couldn't help but look down at her carefully maintained figure, and then sighed dumbfounded.

"He likes it so, why don't I make up my face?"

The makeup artists on the side raised their ears.

Daphne murmured a few words, deleted the message, and greeted, and the three makeup artists turned around quickly.

at the same time.

In the first star of the Yada Democratic Republic, in a luxury private room of a certain entertainment venue, Boss Yang's forehead was covered with black lines, and he covered his ears with his hands, silently looking at the elderly aunt who was constantly making heavy metal roars.

This is too torturous!

Yang Ming, who sings badly, has met him before, but this is the first time he has seen such bad singing.

A middle-aged man walked over with his head bowed, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, and whispered something in Yang Ming's ear.

Boss Yang nodded, and the man trotted away immediately.

Not half a minute later, the sound of the music was automatically turned down, the door of the box opened, and a row of young men with eight-pack abs wearing only dress trousers entered the box with a smile on their faces, each carrying a plate of delicacies.

Yang Ming turned his head to look at Papaloka, and raised his eyebrows over there.

Papaloka froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"This is too wasteful!"

"What?" Yang Ming was puzzled.

"Resources, resources of both genders," Papaloka pointed to these male models, "I just want one, am I so inferior, I am so timid when I indulge."

Yang Ming's forehead was covered with black lines: "He only sells his art but not his body! This is for you to sing along with!"

"Oh," a male model smiled coquettishly, "If it's you, my lord, it's not impossible for us."

"Get out!"

Yang Ming almost picked up a wine bottle and hit them, the men's faces turned pale immediately, their chest muscles trembled in fright.

Boss Yang snorted: "Give me some girls!"

Well, he was trying to prove my own orientation, not for fun or anything.