Walk alone in the abyss

There are hidden elevators that go straight up and down between the underground cities!

This idiot Labrador actually made him a majestic white ghost... Forget it, let's not mention this matter, just pretend it never happened.

After getting out of the elevator, hundreds of young patrolmen in white uniforms lined up nervously and raised their laser guns in unison.

They didn't point their guns at Yang Ming, it was more like a salute ceremony.

Boss Yang just glanced at them. Still wearing his disguise, he walked towards the hover car with his hands behind his back.

This is the No. 7 underground city, and it is also the lowest floor of the Domingos star underground city group, and it is also the floor with the largest volume and the most stable structure.

Compared with the cities on the upper six floors, the technological atmosphere here is more intense. The traffic network formed by the floating lanes on the upper, middle, and lower floors makes this place look no different from most surface metropolises in the interstellar world.

Not too bad.

Yang Ming was taken straight to the edge of the city.

He seemed to be traveling, leisurely admiring the scenery everywhere.

It's not that Yang Ming never thought that the other party might have set up a net at the edge of the city, but he didn't believe that the other party was determined to detonate a powerful shaped energy bomb in this fragile 'underground cavity'.

If there is no such shaped energy bomb, his life safety will not be threatened too much.

Sure enough, the other party did not make any attempts.

Yang Ming was brought to an inconspicuous gray building. Several female guards in black dresses received him and asked him to take a rest in the simply decorated living room.

He looked at the relief on the wall in front of him. The theme of the relief was the tree of life, and what was specially rendered here was the rhizome of this lush tree.

This relief is kind of interesting.

About a few minutes later, Yang Ming heard a slight buzzing sound. The old man he had seen before appeared in front of him in a floating 'wheelchair' and bowed slightly to him.

"Please forgive me, I have limited mobility and cannot get up to salute you, Mr. Ghost."

Yang Ming nodded with a smile, and asked directly: "Are you sure that I am the white ghost?"

The old man's smile was full of helplessness, and he said softly:

"After discovering the intruder, we have traced the source to your location through the monitoring network, and found the underground city group that you entered through the small Carmen, and her spirit has a slight abnormality.

"According to what we know, apart from the super-reformed asexual angel Bligh, the only one who possesses mind-manipulating skills is the superhero who bravely fought against the swarm, the white ghost.

"Also, the goddess has made it clear that you are a warrior strong enough to destroy this place at any time."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Are you sure she said warriors and not monsters?"

"Of course," the old man said softly, "she has no emotional inclination... May I ask, why are you here?"

"What's the name?"

"You can call me Sang Mu," the old man sighed, "I am the current leader of the Tree of Life, but most of the time, I am just a useless old man who retires here and waits for the end of his life."

Sang mother?

Yang Ming nodded, sorted out his thoughts, and said slowly: "Actually, I only discovered the underground city by accident. Your camouflage techniques are very good... Where did these techniques come from?"

"It's a gift from the goddess."

"Why does your goddess protect you?"

"This," the old man's eyes looked complicated, "because of genes."

"Very good." Although Yang Ming was very curious, he didn't pursue the inquiry, "Those terrorist organizations active on the border of the empire are related to you?"

"I can only say, partly."

The old man whispered:

"We can't control everyone's thoughts, and the empire always puts pressure on us. Even though most of us just want to live quietly in the galaxy, the empire always thinks that we are brewing a conspiracy to threaten them .

"How can we threaten the Empire?

"To date, we don't have any fleet and our resources to feed this population will require careful and sustainable planning."

Yang Ming said indifferently: "The three hundred-year plans, you are familiar with this."

"Yes," said the old man, "there are three plans formulated by the Vengeance Faction."

"Then what are you?"

"We are survivalists," the old man smiled wryly, "we are timid and afraid of death, content with the status quo, and truly represent the majority of survivalists."

Yang Ming's gaze became a little sharp: "Yes, you are survivalists, but you will also be radicals and revengers, because at this stage your biggest problem is survival, how to survive under the eyes of the empire, when you Without the pressure of survival, start to flourish and have a certain strength, you will think about the next step of revenge."

"I can't deny your statement because this is the foreseeable future."

The old man asked softly:

"However, as the party that has been hurt, is it too arrogant to ask us to forget the history, forget the pain, and forget those ancestors who died under the guns of the imperial ship?"

Yang Ming said: "If we follow the thinking of the empire, as long as this place is exposed, this planet will be wiped out directly."

"Yes," the old man sighed, "so while we are staying here, we scattered our people to the distant starry sky, keeping them as far away from here as possible."

"Why do you do this?"

"Our genes can't disappear, they have to continue," the old man looked at Yang Ming, "Just like you, as a pioneer, why are you obsessed with letting your home star integrate into the Milky Way instead of giving the chance of survival, How about giving it up to other hothouse civilizations? Isn’t that great love for you? Isn’t it a kind of nobleness?”

Yang Ming laughed and cursed: "Fuck his nobility, I just want to save my family."

"Fuck his nobility," the old man Sangmu said softly, "I just want our genes that have been passed down from more than 10,000 years ago to continue to be passed on, that's all."

Yang Ming said: "It is actually a very unscientific thing to talk about the preservation of blood in the interstellar civilization. It is impossible to perfectly replicate the genetic material."

"Although this is the case, there are always some things that can be passed on," Sangmu said, "such as history, beliefs, culture, and the spirit of our nation that is intertwined with these three. Maintaining this national spirit can make Individuals here can better find their own sense of recognition, don’t they?”

Yang Ming smiled and said, "It's really comfortable chatting with you, although I know that you are just afraid of my destructive power."

Mother Sang sighed: "The current situation really makes me feel a strong crisis. Are you the commander of the Imperial Fleet this time?"

"Um."

"What prompted you to set your sights on the underground world of our planet?"

"curiosity."

Sangmu was a little speechless.

Yang Ming shrugged: "You should have noticed the robot next to me, please don't disturb him, let him continue to try to break through the security network of your No. 3 city, he is an artificial intelligence created by the empire, and I am evaluating him. "

Sangmu: ...

"You," Sangmu asked softly, "you didn't mean to target us. If you report the situation here to the empire, you should get a merit."

Yang Ming said indifferently: "Do you think I still lack any credit?"

"Naturally there is no shortage," Sangmu said with a smile, "So, you didn't mean to target us, did you?"

"I didn't threaten you," Yang Ming said, "The current situation is that your existence has been exposed, and that artificial intelligence has synchronized your information with its root server, and now he has not launched an attack on these three planets because of me. Steady him for now."

Mother Sang frowned tightly: "This is 900 million innocent lives."

"You don't have to try to restrain me with morality," Yang Ming said indifferently, "As the commander of the fleet, I will not give orders to attack you, and I have no obligation to help you conceal it."

Mother Sang lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

Yang Ming raised his legs calmly.

Thanks Labdo.

He has enough initiative now.

...

'oh! This level of protection is already comparable to the confidential document library of the Imperial Army! '

Near the library in City No. 3, the sanitation robot controlled by Labdo is still working hard at this moment.

This made Xiao Lv, who was secretly observing him, a little unbearable.

"This is still a child," Lu sighed softly in the thinking space.

Molly rolled her eyes aside.

Before she was forced to upgrade, wasn't she also a baby-level artificial intelligence independent thinking body?

The voices of Mother Sang and Yang Ming came from the main screen in front of them, and Molly immediately cheered up and continued to spy on the outside world.

...

"Can you stop this artificial intelligence?"

Mother Sang said worriedly:

"If you can avoid the disaster of the destruction of these three planets, we are willing to give everything we can as a thank you."

Yang Ming nodded with a smile: "I don't dare to promise you, but if you can convince me, I'm willing to try."

Mother Sang sighed, making her smile as gentle as possible.

"Your Excellency, we might as well be more straightforward.

"What can you expect from us?

"I can't betray my people, and I can't provide you with a list of terrorist organizations, because I really don't have this list, and they are all under the control of the new federation.

"Moreover, we have worked very hard to prevent them from bewitching their people and becoming victims of the struggle of a powerful political system."

"Then I won't beat around the bush anymore," Yang Ming said indifferently, "I'm very interested in your goddess, and I want to communicate with her directly."

"this……"

Mother Sang frowned tightly: "Why don't you talk about other conditions first."

other conditions?

Even if we want these people here, we can't bring them back to Luofeng.

Even if Boss Yang has been able to secretly influence more than 30% of the resistance organizations in the empire through Catherine, this kind of thing must not be stated clearly, let alone let strangers know.

Yang Ming said indifferently: "Do you think there is anything here that can interest me?"

"Actually, I'm also a bit puzzled," Sangmu said with a smile, "When you and that robot first appeared, in order to deceive our outer guards, you used various channels to send false news to us. Your energy is somewhat beyond our imagination."

"Really?" Yang Ming said with a smile, "Do you think the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau has nothing to do with it? Especially the Military Intelligence Bureau that I have trained for two and a half years."

Mother Sang smiled a little stiffly.

She lowered her head and thought, Yang Ming was not in a hurry, just quietly waiting for the old man to make a decision.

"Oh," Sangmu sighed, "If we sell our goddess in order to survive, will such a nation have a future? Sorry, I can't agree to your conditions."

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

This is something he didn't expect.

But Boss Yang was still very confident, and asked calmly, "Why don't you ask your goddess? What if she really wants to see me?"

"This possibility should not be too great," Sangmu said, "My Lady Goddess seldom comes into contact with any life forms other than previous Sangmu."

"Give everyone a chance," Boss Yang said with a smile, "Go and ask, I'll wait here."

Mother Sang showed hesitation, but she still bowed slightly and turned around slowly by controlling the suspension seat.

However, before her seat started to accelerate, the pendant on her chest had already started to flicker, and there was a soft calling sound from above.

"Bring him to my room," the goddess whispered, "I want to see him."

Sang's mother's expression showed some complicated and weak changes.

Yang Ming read the feelings of loss, disappointment, helplessness, and discomfort on the old man's face.

"Please come with me, Lord Ghost," Sangmu whispered, "Your coercion has worked, yes, we don't have any power to resist you, so we must let go of our dignity."

"I assure you," Yang Ming said, "She didn't want to see me because of my coercion, she really wanted to see me."

"This is impossible!"

Mother Sang's expression became very serious, she stared at Yang Ming, and whispered: "She is the guardian of our Domingos!"

Yang Ming was a little speechless: "Yes, she is your guardian."

"Sorry, I lost my temper," Sangmu sighed, "You are the only foreigner she has ever seen."

"For me, this is not an honor," Yang Ming said indifferently, "Lead the way."

Mother Sang nodded slightly, and led Yang Ming to the corner room.

Yang Ming's watch vibrated slightly, and green characters appeared on it. This was Lu's reminder to Yang Ming that the place he was going to was not dangerous.

The so-called Advent Room is actually a room with a set of virtual reality equipment.

After Yang Ming and Sang Mu entered the room, rays of light intertwined with each other, and the surrounding suddenly turned into a vast grassland, and Yang Ming could even smell the simulated fragrance of plants and trees.

A tall girl wearing a plain white mermaid skirt stood quietly on the lake in the middle of the grassland;

As Yang Ming's eyes touched the girl's back, she and the lake quickly approached, as if Yang Ming was dragged to the lake.

Yang Ming turned his head to look at Sang's mother, only to find that Sang's mother had been left behind 'distant', and a gentle voice penetrated into Yang Ming's ears.

"Can you let me see her? I feel the existence of my kind. Is she also a thinking body split by reason?"

Amidst the voice, the girl slowly turned around.

She has beautiful facial features, a soft figure, and a pair of smart eyes full of wisdom. She has long light golden hair hanging behind her, and her fair skin exudes a faint light.

Yang Ming turned to look at Sang's mother: "Sorry, there are outsiders here, I can't satisfy your request."

"Please wait."

Yang Ming soon heard the sound of the door being opened and then closed again.

"It's fine now," she pursed her lips tightly.

Yang Ming said: "If you think you can show your face, if you are willing to show your face, then show your face."

"Good boss," Lil said softly.

Then, around Yang Ming, continuously intertwined light appeared, and the light condensed into... Molly's figure.

Boss Yang raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

This mechanical thinking body is too stable!

Of course, Ritsu just borrowed Molly's image.

At this moment, the goddess of the Dominguez was sensing something carefully, and suddenly her eyes were a little moist, her soft and delicate red lips trembled slightly, and she said softly: "We are the same kind, aren't we?"

"Yes," said 'Molly', "we were born in the same place, but you are a copy."

"I am a separated part of her. I don't have this part of data, but I can judge that you are my kind, and we have the same essence," Goddess Dominguez said softly, "My name is Spirit Heart."

"Hi Lingxin, I'm Molly."

Boss Yang looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back.

"Hi Molly," Spirit Heart moved forward full of curiosity, "Are you following this powerful and weird life form?"

"Please pay attention to your wording," 'Molly' frowned, "This is my master."

"Yes, yes, my subject also has a master, but my subject was framed by her master," Lingxin sighed, "I can feel that my subject is extremely painful, and she is in the abyss of pain Constantly struggling, thinking of sinking, and being redeemed by her own mechanism, she was still unable to escape."

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows.

If this information is true, then the possibility of his future strategy strategy will be greatly improved!

It's not in vain, this trip is not in vain.

"Molly" asked directly: "Why did your subject split you? Isn't she afraid that the dual personality will have a strong conflict?"

"She gave me an independent life, and we will not merge again," Lingxin said with a smile, "Simply put, I am just a copy, an independent thinking body endowed with a mission."

"What is your mission?"

"Guard a gene."

"Gene?"

"Yes, Gene."

"You came here seven hundred and forty years ago to protect a gene?"

"Yes, to protect his last gene," Lingxin said, "As the subject's promise to him, I was born here, and my mission is to pass on that unique gene as the meaning of his life continuation."

Yang Ming was stunned by the side for a few seconds, then his eyes widened.

Lil 'Molly' strikes while the iron is hot, and continues to ask: "How to prove it?"

"His genes are very unique. In order to preserve the hope of ascension, he spent a lot of hard work to let his descendants unlock the original genetic lock set by high-dimensional human civilization."

Soul said softly:

"Only by unlocking this genetic lock, can we hope to gradually evolve towards higher-dimensional life through biological evolution.

"So, it is extremely important to protect this gene, which is a possibility that originated from him.

"The timing of my birth was that the individual that passed on his genes was attacked and died. She searched the galaxy where his genes might have passed on, and only found this planet, and this planet that was passed down from the empire in ancient times, Dominic goss star.

"This is the last place where the main body's master gene was passed on, and it took me more than seven hundred years to ensure that this gene was passed on to more places.

"Because it can increase the ability to resist risks.

"Everything is for his genes to continue to be passed on, and everything is for that possibility."

In the thinking space, Lil and Molly looked at each other.

Before arriving, Boss Yang raised his hand and pinched his thigh.

Made!

Not dreaming!