Walk alone in the abyss

"Imperial Hero, White Ghost Hanton, please see His Majesty the Great Emperor."

Elder Pisen bowed his head, leaned forward, and shouted forward.

Yang Ming followed Elder Pisen, with a sullen face and back straight.

He tried his best to look straight ahead, but was dazzled by the decoration of crystal elements and the coolly dressed maids everywhere.

The emperor of the Sherman Empire really knows how to enjoy.

This should be a living room. Yang Ming estimated that the area could be several thousand square meters. Several rows of supporting columns were wrapped by fountains, flower clusters, and handicrafts, and the decorations were perfectly integrated with the structure of the cabin itself.

The carpet on the ground seemed to be a whole, covering the area within Yang Ming's line of sight.

There are one to two hundred female humans in the hall, divided into two categories according to the type of work.

One is the maids who can move around at will, and are responsible for the routine tasks of serving tea, water and fruits.

One is the 'space' model, which is part of the decoration of the living room, wearing a variety of artistic clothes with a fabric coverage of no more than 30% of the body surface, keeping still in different areas, every half a minute Change styles every five minutes.

But no matter what type of job they are, they are all beautiful girls, with tall and slender bodies, slightly plump, or slender and attractive, and their looks are spring orchids, autumn chrysanthemums, and summer peonies.

No wonder, when Yang Ming was surfing interstellar, he would often see jokes about the licentiousness of the Emperor Sherman.

Where is this licentiousness?

It should be systematic, thoughtful self-indulgence.

Yang Ming only took a few glances, then lowered his head slightly, and followed Elder Pisen forward.

The styles of clothes on these girls also gave him a lot of hints about the emperor's personal preferences.

The futuristic style based on silver and white is the mainstream art style here.

Walking forward for about fifty meters, Yang Ming saw the steps in front of him. Elder Pisen also stopped, and inadvertently made a gesture to Yang Ming, signaling Yang Ming to salute together.

Swish!

The military uniform on Yang Ming's body made a clear sound due to the vibration.

He clenched his hands into fists, swung his right hand forward and his left hand back, performed a standard imperial military salute, and raised his head to look straight ahead.

The emperor sat on the throne twenty meters away.

At a distance of twenty meters, Yang Ming found at least twelve energy shields, at least six maids who were actually genetically modified fighters, and saw seven or eight imperial ministers and elders wearing ancient imperial robes with complicated patterns. And three familiar old generals of the empire.

This is the core of the empire's power!

As for the old emperor, Yang Ming denied his previous deduction at the first glance.

This is a living entity, not some omnic.

At this moment, with an elegant smile, the emperor was also carefully looking at the young man below, then turned his head slightly, faced the photo ball next to him, and shouted in an exaggerated voice like a drama actor:

"Oh, look who this is? Hendon, the great hero of our empire! The white ghost!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Yang Ming's voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes deliberately showed undisguised fiery heat.

"Being able to be summoned by you is the highest level of reward I have received so far!"

The old emperor's smile was obviously much more real.

He sighed softly, and continued to tell in a slow voice according to the script he had designed before:

"The empire has existed for tens of thousands of years. In every era, there will be heroes of every era. It is my luck for the Sherman Empire to have you in this era.

"I have been paying attention to you, Hanton, although I am unable to directly interfere with these non-important government affairs due to the laws of the empire, but I have been telling them before, treat our heroes well, be more tolerant and understanding.

"Your experience, I have actually known it a long time ago.

"Because of his loyalty to the empire, you applied for gene fusion experiments without hesitation, and saved hundreds of scientific research team workers in a crisis-ridden environment. The forces of the Communist Party continued to fight, and they still refused to say a single line to discredit the empire.

"When the empire fell into a crisis of insect plagues, you went deep into the new federal territory to investigate and collect evidence, and by virtue of some ancient technologies that you accidentally obtained, you contributed the most critical insect detection technology patents to the empire.

"When the pest outbreak broke out, when my dear people fell into despair and helplessness, you stood up again.

"So far, you have directly saved 400 million imperial citizens, and encouraged countless imperial citizens who harbor patriotic thoughts but are persecuted by foreign forces.

"When I saw the number, I was in a huge shock.

"Hendon, I'm proud of you."

The old emperor stood up slowly, seemed to say that he was excited, and wanted to move forward to Yang Ming.

"His Majesty……"

The maid in charge of security frowned to remind her.

Those standing below are not just the heroes of the empire.

According to the data, this is a low-level officer who was forcibly subjected to genetic experiments by Kigrove's experimental team. He was once betrayed by the surviving scientific research team, abandoned by the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau, and almost directly bombarded by the Imperial Dreadnought.

This is an unstable, individual who is prone to extreme behavior.

But the emperor ignored the reminder.

He walked with firm steps, and he should have been of an ordinary figure, but under the cover of the loose robe, he looked a little tall.

The emperor walked up to the two steps, and the distance between him and Yang Ming was less than one meter.

Two maids at the side followed closely, and another maid walked by, brought two trays, and restrained Yang Ming faintly by the way.

Yang Ming secretly smiled inwardly.

He really wanted to sneak up on the old emperor, but these creatures couldn't react as well as Catherine's sister, so they really couldn't stop him.

The emperor picked up a medal from the tray, and waved to Yang Ming:

"Come here, Hendon, take it easy."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yang Ming lowered his head, stepped up a step, and raised his head slightly.

From this angle, he really felt the kindness of the old emperor, the warmth and kindness in the old emperor's smile.

The emperor pinned the medal on Yang Ming's chest.

The elders, ministers, and generals began to applaud lightly.

"What I can give you is honor, not praise. The praise is earned by you with your strength and actions," the emperor said softly. "You deserve the highest medal of the Emperor Star. You are my pride, child."

Before Yang Ming could react, the emperor had already opened his hands and hugged him vigorously.

It felt... as if Dong Zhuo was hugging Lu Bu.

Yang Ming said with a little excitement: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The camera ball made a beep when it was powered off.

The emperor let go of Yang Ming, squinted his eyes and smiled, and patted Yang Ming on the shoulder: "Very good young man."

Then the emperor turned around and walked back to his throne. Several ministers cast kind eyes on Yang Ming, and Elder Pisen at the side motioned Yang Ming to follow him and walk a few steps to the side, and stood at the bottom of the steps together.

That's it, it's over?

The emperor sat on the throne loosely, frowned and said, "How was my acting just now?"

A white-haired elder immediately laughed and said, "It's perfect! My great majesty!"

"Well, the people like this, so let's show it to the people and have fun with the people."

The emperor beckoned, his eyes swept over Yang Ming, and two maids came over, knelt down beside the emperor's legs, and helped the emperor take off those elegant boots.

Yang Ming: ...

Made!

He was really touched just now!

"How are the negotiations going?" asked the emperor.

"Your Majesty, our invincible fleet has crushed all confidence in the new federation, and the negotiations are proceeding smoothly," the chief of the military department quickly introduced, "However, the other side's president refuses to present the instrument of surrender in front of you. They are being pressured."

The emperor said indifferently: "Don't they appreciate my pardon?"

"this……"

The Great Elder on the side smiled and said: "The people are naturally grateful, Your Majesty, but in this matter, those hypocritical showman politicians always put their personal interests before the national interests, and refused to bow their heads for their own political destiny. , is also their normal psychology.”

"We have already reached their first star," the emperor laughed. "The important thing is the sense of ritual. This sense of ritual can ensure that we are the real winners, and not be slandered by them later on the Internet."

The head of the military department whispered: "Your Majesty, we may be able to wipe out some of the new Federation's combat power."

"I have given orders to let them go."

The emperor looked at the old general: "Do you want the emperor of the empire to go back on his word?"

"It's not, Your Majesty, I just think...we can expand some of our victories, and the new federation will definitely have hatred for us..."

The old general kept explaining the necessity of eliminating more vital forces of the new federation at this moment.

Yang Ming listened carefully, admiring those 'model artists' by the way.

These girls look really exciting.

Soon, Yang Ming noticed something unusual, he saw many similarities in seven or eight girls.

His perception of creatures was already very keen, and these seven or eight girls gave him the feeling that they were... the same person.

Cloning technology?

Good guy, is it not an interstellar rumor that the Emperor of the Empire used the absolutely forbidden human cloning technology for self-enjoyment?

"That young man... Hanton! Yes, Hanton!"

The emperor suddenly called out, and Yang Ming immediately turned around and looked up at the old emperor.

"There will be a celebration banquet later on this ship, and there won't be too many people involved," the old emperor said with a smile. "You can stay, I think you are quite interesting."

Yang Ming smiled and nodded.

In fact, he couldn't refuse, after all, this old man holds the power of life and death for everyone in the empire.

But Yang Ming didn't expect that one day, he would be able to witness the degeneration of the most powerful noble group in the empire.

But what did he have to complain about?

Everyone took him to the 'hard party'.

...

In the hall with soft light, beautiful men and women walk around.

The ministers and generals are not here, and several elders have reached the age of death. At the moment, they are just eating and drinking in the corner next to the emperor, chatting about some government affairs.

Several princes who were loved by the old emperor were surrounded by beautiful women, and there would be some erotic scenes from time to time.

When creatures interact deeply, the self-appearing translucent shielding device becomes the last fig leaf.

The old emperor squinted and looked at the scene below with a smile, he liked this scene very much.

Pursuit of desire, biological instinct, self-indulgence.

The melodious tunes flowed everywhere like flowing water, and the pleasure bombarded the numb spirit.

Yang Ming sat in a rather rearward position somewhat restrained.

Where has he seen this scene.

Phew, a projection screen appeared beside Yang Ming, inside it was the face of the old emperor who seemed to be slightly drunk.

"How do you feel, Hanton?"

"Your Majesty," Yang Ming frowned, "I'm not quite used to the environment here."

"Haha, I can see it," the emperor said with a smile, "I can't show too much concern for you with those old things just now... Will you sneak attack me? Hanton?"

"How could I...Your Majesty, I am loyal to the Empire."

The emperor raised his eyebrows lightly: "All the people standing in front of me have said similar things to me, come here, I have something to talk to you about."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yang Ming stood up, walked past the overlapping piles of flesh, and walked to the emperor's seat without looking sideways.

The emperor pushed away the maids in his arms, and only two maids stood behind him.

Several maids were pushing the somewhat heavy sofa. Seeing this, Yang Ming took the initiative to stretch out his right hand, his mental power was slightly activated, and the sofa slid over by itself.

"Wow!" The old emperor's eyes lit up, "Is this mind power? Mental mind power?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Yang Ming said, "When the brain is developed to a certain level, the similar power that can be produced has many wonderful uses."

The old emperor smiled and said: "I have read almost all the super-reformers' materials, and you are the one that surprised me the most... May I touch your skin?"

Yang Ming: ...

Fuck, isn't this old man an ordinary person who has had enough of playing with women?

Although he is not as good at mental control as Bligh, he still has the ability to watch the house. Isn't the emperor afraid of...

Oh, yes, this is the emperor of the empire, and there is a high probability that he is really not afraid of these conceivable methods.

Yang Ming stretched out his right hand, the emperor leaned his body sideways, grabbed Yang Ming's right hand, and rubbed it lightly a few times.

"Your body, after completing the genetic modification of the ancient god, the growth and development became very slow, right?"

The old emperor asked softly:

"Hendon, your current state is exactly the same as the state when the Kigrove test ship exploded, right?

"They avoided talking about this topic to me. The laws of the empire and the admonitions of the emperors of all dynasties also forbid this kind of thing. The emperor must not reform himself. Listen, what an absurd decision this is.

"I obviously have everything, but I can't extend my youth and life, oh no, even if it's just youth, I understand that life should be given full meaning by natural death."

The old emperor sighed slightly, and let go of Yang Ming's right hand.

He looked up at Yang Ming: "One of the characteristics of the ancient gods is eternal life, can you do it too? Dear Hanton."

Yang Ming suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

At this moment, he seemed to see a nutrition jar full of his own excrement.

"Your Majesty," Yang Ming sighed in a low voice, "the world...is balanced."

"balance?"

"When you gain something, you will lose something," Yang Ming quickly organized his words in his heart, "I am the same, I have lost a lot of precious things."

The old emperor looked down at Yang Ming's crowd.

Yang Ming hurriedly said, "This is still normal."

"Then what have you lost?"

"A lot," Yang Ming sighed, "The simplest price is that I must be accompanied by the gene stabilization fluid for the rest of my life. If I don't have this thing, I will collapse within half a month and become an unconscious cosmic creature. Occupy consciousness."

"Oh, then stay away from me first." The old emperor moved his body a little disgusted, "Don't splash me all over when you collapse."

Yang Ming opened his mouth.

The old emperor laughed out loud.

The emperor patted Yang Ming's arm, and said in a warm voice:

"You don't need to be nervous, the imperial power is actually locked in a cage, and I won't hurt you, I'm just curious.

"Who doesn't yearn for eternal youth, vitality, and a few hundred years to live?

"The emperor can do it, I have various ways to do it, but I can't, I must let my successor sit in this position stably after the end of the natural life, maintain the vitality of the throne, and give the country a steady stream of Continuously provide development momentum.

"Every emperor will face this, so, look at the following princes, they have no ambitions and are addicted to carnal desires, they are the most suitable candidates for the next emperor.

"As long as the emperor doesn't bother, it's the best option for the empire."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I don't understand these things."

"You don't need to understand," the emperor pointed to the screen behind, "there are a few women there."

Yang Ming: ...

"Young man, Hunton, my knight."

The emperor whispered:

"I can give you everything you want, but you have to give me what I want first.

"Those women have prepared blood-drawing devices, I need a little blood from you for research, not too much, 100 milliliters is enough.

"In this way, you have my handle, the emperor's handle."