Walk alone in the abyss

'Luofeng's aristocratic party is really boring, there is no abnormal noise in the direction of the bathroom. '

Yang Ming was sitting on the sofa in the corner, with the wine glass with the bottom still in his hand, surrounded by several elite soldiers of the royal guard who had changed into uniforms, preventing those young women who wanted to approach here.

Yang Ming, who had changed into a dress, was looking at the men and women shaking their bodies on the dance floor with his legs crossed.

He hadn't intended to hang out on such an occasion.

After all, the Luofeng nobles present did not have any say in the affairs of the Luofeng Empire, and none of them held important positions in the government, let alone in the military system. Yang Ming felt that coming to this kind of occasion was a waste of precious vacation time.

But today is the birthday of General Philemon's grandson, so Yang Ming, Luofeng's secret speaker, naturally wants to come to support this old general who has a good relationship.

Edwan did not show up, and the one who came to congratulate Edwan instead was Emilia, the princess of the Luofeng royal family who had 'raised her fame' on Ilanduo.

I haven't seen her for a while, and Emilia looks more and more fresh.

With a stature close to 1.7 meters, a slightly slender figure, and an exquisite and invincible youthful face, Emilia has become the national idol of Luofeng Empire in recent years.

Against the backdrop of the fluffy princess dress, her waist has begun to appear slender, her curves can be called exquisite, and the curves above her waist are already quite curved.

When she becomes an adult at the age of twenty, there is a high probability that she will grow into a beautiful woman with impeccable face and figure.

Tonight's young aristocrats, sons of rich merchants, lined up to invite her to dance together;

And Emilia refused with a smile, sitting in the main seat next to General Fremont, peeking at the corner from time to time.

Yang Ming picked up his wine glass and took a big sip, then continued to stare at the crowd in a daze.

What happened to Hera really gave him a headache.

In fact, he can be ruthless, don't care about Hera's life and death, and forgive himself with a cheeky face.

but……

They have feelings after all.

Even if Yang Ming admits that he is a little playful, but after getting along for so long and being very familiar with each other's body, how can he helplessly watch her fall into the abyss step by step?

What made Yang Ming feel uncomfortable was Hera's own transformation.

She keeps studying bugs, and seems to be assimilated by bugs.

Forcibly suspend her experiment? Lock her up?

That might backfire.

Hera is now able to communicate with the queen on the edge of the Milky Way. Although Yang Ming doesn't think Hera will betray him, Hera may let the swarm come again and let the swarm take her away.

Yang Ming was most worried about this situation.

Yang Ming of course understands the reason why he should be interrupted and not be disturbed.

But he couldn't think of a way to help Hera for a while.

Her father's death must have been a big blow to her.

"My lord, His Highness seems to want you to go there," the soldier next to him reminded in a low voice.

Yang Ming replied anxiously: "Let her contact me after the banquet."

The soldier froze in place, looked up in the direction of Princess Emilia, and shook his head at the noble and beautiful Princess.

After more than ten seconds.

Holding the fluffy skirt, Emilia rushed over in a hurry, followed by two maids.

"My lord, Your Highness is here."

"Come here, come here, why are you stuttering, is she a bug?"

Yang Ming raised his hand to signal, and the four soldiers took two steps towards the outside.

Walking closer, Emilia took off the back of the tutu skirt casually, and told the maid to put it away. The long skirt became a short skirt, and the long legs that had begun to appear slender were white and translucent, very eye-catching.

She sat gracefully on the empty seat beside Yang Ming, maintained a dignified smile, and squeezed out a sentence between her teeth:

"It's a little too much, Bounty Hunter, in front of so many people, Her Royal Highness summoned you and didn't even respond positively."

"I'm not in the mood," Yang Ming sighed faintly, "I'm thinking about a tricky question."

"Your woman's problem?"

"You actually know so much?" Yang Ming looked Emilia up and down a few times, and said with a smile, "You really have grown up a lot."

Emilia remained calm, swaying her legs together, took the pillow handed over by the maid and placed it on her lap.

She put down her well-groomed hair, strands of slightly curly long hair fell down, and was tied into a ponytail casually, and she shook her head lightly.

"It looks good this way or just now?" Emilia asked with bright eyes.

Yang Ming: "Just now."

"Shouldn't the standard answer be that they all look good?"

"The hair that the stylist puts so much effort into to help you with it must look better than ordinary hair." Yang Ming clicked his tongue, "You have indeed reached a stinking age."

"You are beautiful, but I am a natural beauty," Emilia raised her head slightly, "This princess is knowledgeable, capable in both literature and martial arts, and has been able to help the emperor with some simple government affairs. Now it is still the image of our royal family in the Luofeng Empire. ambassador."

Yang Ming: "You and your brother are the only ones in the royal family who can be active now. You are indeed better looking than your brother."

"Is it... uh, are you complimenting me?"

"Eighty percent."

"Going to dance, huh," Emilia glanced at Yang Ming's side face, and immediately turned away, "I thought you were really injured."

Yang Ming smiled and did not continue this topic.

He snapped his fingers, and the four soldiers each took out a badge and hung it on their chests, and the four transparent light curtains formed a sound-proof chamber.

"Are you really bothered about your woman's problems?" Emilia asked, "Maybe I can help you as a staff member."

Yang Ming said: "Farewell to your woman, your woman's, it's a bit harsh...that's my ex-girlfriend."

Emilia's eyes brightened.

Yang Ming added: "And the working lover."

"Cut," Emilia's mouth twitched, "what's the difference between you and those ridiculous nobles?"

"Can that be the same?"

Yang Ming shook his feet and said leisurely:

"Every time I fall in love, I have a normal relationship. There is only one girlfriend at each stage. Now there is only a small situation."

"What's the situation? Has she cheated?"

"Fuck you! I can satisfy the abnormal needs of any woman in the galaxy!"

Emilia turned her head and looked aside, couldn't help but raised her hand to cover her face, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

The two court maids behind couldn't help but glance at Yang Ming's key parts.

Yang Ming was also a little embarrassed, it was really not right for him to say this to a pure girl.

"I'll just say it casually, don't take it to heart," Yang Ming sighed, "It's a long story, she left me because of her career, and now she's going on a risky journey for a similar reason, I don't want to Let her go, but she's totally committed to her career."

Emilia quickly returned to normal, thought carefully, and whispered: "Is her decision not good for you?"

"Yes," Yang Ming said, "It's more, it's not good for her own safety."

"No, you just have to think about whether it's good for you or bad for you," Emilia said solemnly, "Your ex-girlfriend must be an adult...she is an adult, right?"

"Of course! What are you thinking!"

"I know a lot of disgusting things about nobles and religious people."

"Stop visiting novelty hunting websites! There are still a lot of good people in society!"

"Hee hee, to be serious, I think you only need to think about yourself, and you don't have to make excessive decisions for others," Emilia continued solemnly, "Everyone can only be responsible for their own life, this is what you taught me, Bounty hunter, you can only be responsible for your own life, and other responsibilities on yourself are unwarranted."

Yang Ming asked: "Then how do you understand the relationship between the individual and the collective?"

"Individuals attach themselves to the collective in order to allow themselves to survive better. The collective is a collection of individuals, so the collective will overrides the individual will. This is the price that must be paid for attachment," Emilia smiled triumphantly, "This relationship To change the term, it is rights and obligations, and its dialectical existence is a small country with great people and a big country with small people.”

Yang Ming gave a perfunctory thumbs up, slumped on the sofa, and looked up at the bright nebula projected on the ceiling.

"She's not just my ex-girlfriend, she's a scientist I invest in."

"Is there any direct interest involved?"

"Well, but her scientific research output has helped me a lot. In terms of benefits, I owe her, but she has some secret documents of mine."

"Clear memory? Or, install a brain chip to prevent her from leaking secrets?"

"She might become an enemy." Yang Ming closed his eyes and murmured, "Our enemy."

us?

Emilia was completely puzzled, and sat there thinking quietly.

Soon, she seemed to have figured something out, seemed to understand the few words Yang Ming said, and then fell into a bigger entanglement.

"This situation is really difficult to handle."

Emilia gradually became frowning.

The nobles who looked at the corner from time to time were all very curious at this moment, wanting to know what happened here.

"Sigh," Yang Ming slapped his thigh to open his own network access terminal, and turned on the private browsing mode, "If it's not easy to deal with it, we have to deal with it, this matter can't be delayed for too long."

"What are you going to do?"

Yang Ming smiled: "You little brat, don't meddle in the adult's affairs, you just need to supplement your nutrition now, look at how skinny you are."

Emilia snorted: "I am a healthy figure with a controlled body fat percentage!"

"Smelly."

"I want you to manage!"

"Tsk," Yang Ming narrowed his eyes with a smile, and quickly tapped the virtual keyboard with his fingers.

He decided to put forward several conditions to Hera, and when the conditions were met, Hera could be returned to freedom.

First, the implanted brain chip cannot be forcibly removed.

Second, a set of programs jointly designed by Hera and Lil, loaded into the brain chip, the program has only one function, judging whether Hera considers for humans or Zerg, when Hera chooses to betray humans, the brain chip will Instantly detonate.

Third, Hera was not allowed to have direct contact with the Zerg Queen, as direct contact would also detonate the brain chip.

…

After finishing this 'contract', Yang Ming sighed lightly.

He didn't know why he and Hera had developed to this point, and they had to use a brain chip to ensure that Hera would not defect.

"Do you want to go to a dance?" Emilia asked casually, "You seem to be in a low mood. This princess will try to help you relieve your mood."

"Thank you, Your Highness, I would be very happy if you entrusted me with something and used your pocket money to get me a bounty." Yang Ming placed his legs on the tea table in front of him, "This kind of waist support Shoulder hug ballroom dance, wait until you are an adult."

"Well, I actually only practiced with the maid for a long time, and I didn't skip it."

Emilia turned her head to look at Yang Ming, and found that Yang Ming had closed her eyes and was about to go to sleep, she couldn't help puffing up the corners of her mouth.

Why is she explaining this.

...

During the boring noble reception, Yang Ming fell asleep for more than half of the time.

In the early morning, he decided to have an extra meal, so he set up a barbecue grill in Edwan's spacious emperor's office.

Emilia, who had changed into trousers and a crop top, sat in front of the barbecue grill with a dark face, shaking the armrest with familiar movements, letting the smell of barbecue disperse.

Yang Ming and Ai Dewang were sitting next to each other and drank wine, they were already a little bit drunk, but their thinking became more and more active.

"Here, look at this, you just got it before you came."

Edwan swiped casually and threw a document to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming glanced and raised his eyebrows: "A mobilization order from the Sherman Empire?"

"Yes," Edwan sighed, "as expected, war is about to start. The elite military force of the dependent country is on the support list of the second echelon. The first item of this transfer order requires strict confidentiality. If any information is leaked, it will be Strictly hold accountable those who leak the information.”

Yang Ming said with a smile: "Just let Gudun Maha's fleet pass by. I will arrange it later. It's not a big deal."

"You look happy?"

"Sherman is in full-scale war with the New Federation, and the transnational capital of the two countries will inevitably transfer. Isn't this our opportunity?"

Yang Ming smiled and said:

"In the past few years, we have been working hard on economic infrastructure construction, and this wave just reaped dividends."

"Wars kill people, so we can't joke about it," Edwan shrugged, "Although I also think that this opportunity is very good."

"Let's not be too sharp and provoke attacks."

Yang Ming analyzed:

"The next step will definitely be an all-out war, but the goal of the war is still uncertain.

"I estimate that the empire should maximize its momentum, concentrate its superior forces, defeat the main fleets of the new federation, and then force them to sign a contract with compensation and resources as if they were approaching the city.

"The real war of annihilation, the empire can't afford it now, the new federation is too big, and the empire doesn't have that much reserves."

Edwan asked: "If the empire is too strong, won't other weak and small countries unite?"

"The lips are cold and the teeth are cold, that's the truth," Yang Ming smiled, "The next evolution of the situation is nothing more than two directions, a galaxy war or a local war in the galaxy, it depends on whether the empire gives priority to destroying the fleets of the new federation, or prioritizes Occupy the administrative star of the new federation."

"What's the most sensible solution?" Edwan asked.

Yang Ming replied without thinking: "Destroy the fleet of the New Federation, occupy the resource stars of the New Federation, take away the scientific research personnel of the New Federation, destroy the industrial advantages of the New Federation, attack those heavy industrial planets, and force the political parties of the New Federation Sign the instrument of surrender."

Edwan leaned back.

"Oh, Ming, you are scary."

"Isn't this the foundation of war?"

Yang Ming spread his hands, just about to continue his boastful talk, when he heard Lu's call.

"Boss, Hera agreed to all the conditions."

Yang Ming: ...

He fell emotionally inexplicably, and sighed slowly.

"Edward, are you free tonight?"

"Of course, my time tonight is all yours, and you can arrange it as you like."

"Let's go to the night market!"

"I seem to be the emperor of this country..."

"That's not right, it's called having fun with the people," Yang Ming hooked Edwan's neck, "If you wear a mask, no one will recognize you? I haven't been in Ilando for a few years. Xing went to the night show, and the girl must have changed."

"You two!"

Emilia stood up angrily: "Are you still a little serious! You are the soul of this country!"

Yang Ming: "Take you with me."

"I'm going to change clothes! Wait for me to get off! Just a few minutes!"