Walk alone in the abyss

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The vibrating sound of the rigid straw sucking in air echoed in the resplendent palace restaurant.

Yang Ming let out a deep sigh, sat on the chair and patted his unsatisfied belly, reminiscing about the delicious food he ate just now.

The deliciousness of the imperial palace is that kind of taste, which will be a bit weird at first, but when you get used to this taste, your taste buds will be able to appreciate the complex, three-dimensional, and layered texture.

As expected of a feudal empire in the era of great interstellar voyages, this level of food and beverages is simply a steamer on a steamer's head - capped.

Yang Ming looked up at the two His Highnesses across the long table.

"Aren't you hungry?" He sneered, holding back the hiccup.

The second prince's face turned black.

The fourth princess Amelia snorted softly: "Brother Huang, you shouldn't entertain this rude guy, he can't even say thank you."

"Thank you Second Prince for your hospitality," Yang Ming blinked lightly.

The second prince's blood pressure showed signs of a sharp rise.

The female guard at the side asked in a low voice: "Your Highness...do you still throw it away?"

"Throwing objects at high altitudes is illegal, you have to respect the gravity of the planet," the second prince said calmly, "It means that my waist is injured now, otherwise I have to let this impolite guy show my true strength."

"Come on, let me practice with you for a while," Yang Ming said with a smile, "Don't lie, the gravity of this planet is already low, about 86% of the standard gravity of the Milky Way. Your physical fitness So good, can you really sprain your waist?"

The second prince shrugged: "Indeed, I'm just... um... You came to me just to play ball?"

"Of course, there are some topics between men."

Yang Ming blinked.

A little thought flashed across the eyes of the second prince, and he accepted Yang Ming's invitation with a smile.

A few minutes later, batting range.

Yang Ming and the second prince stood side by side, each wearing a device similar to a peaked cap, and a pocket-sized transparent protective cover on the face.

They waved the hockey sticks in their hands and knocked away the balls fired by the distant machine.

Hockey started in the years when hoverboards were hot. In addition to improving your hit rate, you also need to skillfully control the hoverboard. The game is full of fun.

"Have you received the information?" Yang Ming asked casually.

The second prince was startled.

"That coquettish uncle agent, Lu Lian," Yang Ming casually knocked the flying ball away.

He needs to prove his worth to the second prince.

That's what he's here for.

Yang Ming said slowly: "Otherwise, why would your subordinates pay special attention to his existence? Can you still get the secret call from this agent?"

"Oh," the second prince turned to look at Yang Ming, "How did you get this information? What is your identity?"

when!

The ball flies with a stick.

Yang Ming exhaled, and wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead: "It's not an agent of the New Federation anyway."

"Yeah?"

The second prince glanced at Emilia who was drinking tea in the rest area far away, and said with a smile, "How did you practice your batting skills?"

Obviously, the second prince didn't want to continue this topic.

Yang Ming stopped short, and deliberately said something inscrutable: "Second prince, what do you rely on to play? Eyes? Arms?"

"Of course, I can't always hit it with my forehead."

"I rely on this," Yang Ming pointed to his heart, "You have to believe in the power of your heart."

"Why do you sound like a fool's religion?"

The Second Prince's expression was slightly disgusted.

Yang Ming picked up the remote control, adjusted his ball machine to serve randomly, and adjusted the speed of the ball to the maximum.

Afterwards, in front of the second prince, he slowly closed his eyes and exhaled lightly.

Yang Ming's ears fluttered, and he lowered his head slightly, as if he was listening to the sound to identify his position.

In the rear, the group of guards standing outside the safety net touched his waist together.

Whoosh!

Composite spheres flew in!

Yang Ming held the hockey stick with both hands, turned the hockey stick 90 degrees in an instant, and swept forward with a narrow vertical strike, the hockey stick made a whining sound.

boom!

The sphere exploded directly!

Those guards immediately drew out their laser pistols and aimed at Yang Ming!

"Ooh! Ooooh!"

The second prince stared and shouted, raised his hand and waved vigorously, and then the group of guards put away the laser guns.

There were continuous high-speed balls in front of him, and the hockey stick in Yang Ming's hand was always kept vertically cut, and the movement of swinging the club with both hands was calm and unhurried.

A few minutes later.

Yang Ming opened his eyes and looked at the debris on the grass in front of him, as well as the second prince who tried his best to keep calm but was always a little stunned...

Yang Ming curled his lips slightly.

"It's a power like this."

"Oh, Yang Ming, you are..."

"A way of cultivation that relies on meditation," Yang Ming said nonsense solemnly. "Human beings are a common species in the Milky Way, because the first batch of human beings have crossed the barriers of low dimensions millions of years ago, and We, for the most part, are the seeds they planted."

The second prince murmured: "The latest research shows that this is indeed the case, but this..."

"The human body has great potential, but it has never been developed. Everyone prefers a large-caliber ion cannon," Yang Ming shrugged. "Of course, I can't contribute my way of cultivation, which belongs to my privacy."

"Of course, this is still your patent, but this, this is unscientific, at least I think it is unscientific... Wow, this is too scary."

His Royal Highness was a little at a loss for words.

"So," Yang Ming walked to the second prince's side, raised his hand and patted the second prince's arm, "If you need me to help you get rid of it, just tell me, since I want to serve you, I have to do some dirty work anyway." live."

After saying that, Yang Ming calmly walked towards the rest area with his hands behind his back.

It's like an unfathomable martial arts master.

The second prince almost subconsciously followed behind Yang Ming, with surprise, shock, and even a little anxiety in his eyes.

Until Yang Ming had another afternoon tea at his place, and then drove away in that monster suspension car, the second prince didn't slow down.

What's wrong?

The second prince kept thinking.

Until Amelia played with him until the evening and left, until his wary old father talked to him routinely on the phone, until he soaked in shallow constant temperature distilled water, enjoying the meticulous and gentle service of the personal lady...

The second prince was shocked, and suddenly figured out the key to the matter.

Shouldn't he, the prince, go to recruit Yang Ming?

oh! God!

Ever since he heard the words 'Empire Grand Duke', he has been led by the nose by this guy Yang Ming. Yang Ming is showing his strength step by step, creating an impact on him and causing him chaos.

Yang Ming was actively recruited by him!

"I was sold by force?"

The second prince muttered, then turned over, and continued to be rubbed on the back by the female officer meticulously.

He had to find a way to regain the initiative.

Otherwise, he would have to become Yang Ming's puppet in the end.

...

The monster was driving slowly on the street.

Yang Ming admired the mixed-style buildings on both sides of the street, and listened to the passionate orchestral music.

Here you can see the steeple church-like buildings of the Sherman Empire (mostly banks or financial institutions);

You can also see shed-style buildings that represent freedom and openness (usually art galleries, libraries, and commercial plazas between buildings);

Of course, there are more ultra-tall buildings that continue to grow and extend towards the sky and underground.

Their shape is often like an earth rocket ready to be launched at any time, gradually slimming from the bottom to the middle, and then suddenly widening at the top, and the top periphery is inlaid with golden reflective tiles.

Every morning when the mist is faint and the stars just appear on the horizon, one can see golden palaces in the clouds one after another when overlooking Ilando City from the main hall of the palace.

That is also the grand scene of Ilanduo City, which only exists in the cutscenes of TV programs, or in the eyes of the old emperor.

What kind of blow would such a city suffer before it would be destroyed?

Yang Ming kept thinking.

A word popped into my mind.

star destroyer.

Today's military equipment is developing in the direction of high-precision and high-energy accumulation, and the Star Destroyer, as a strategic killer, only exists in single digits in the entire galaxy, and most of them are maintained all year round state.

The imperial dreadnought that Yang Ming saw last time was only the limit of a conventional fleet.

A star destroyer (attacking stars) with the power to destroy a star system with one shot is the real destructive weapon.

"It would be great if I had a Star Destroyer..."

"Boss, the contact between the target agent and representatives of the news industry has come to an end, and he is rushing to the next target point."

"This old man is really busy."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Didn't you detect what they were talking about?"

"Yes, they entered the secret room without any electronic equipment," Li said softly, "Based on the collected data and the several subversive actions planned by the new head of the CIA after he came to power, I can already predict that they will What."

"do what?"

"The torch represents the light that lights up the darkness, and is held by humans."

Law's voice gradually became colder, so cold that it was emotionless:

"They will allow an agent with outstanding abilities, who have undergone a certain degree of body modification, or possess a high-tech reproductive mecha, to be active in the public eye for a period of time and become a torch.

"The current Luofeng Empire has already met the conditions for them to carry out this plan.

"The several rebellions that broke out in the Luofeng Empire before were all suppressed by the Iron Blood Legion, but most of these soldiers in the army came from poor families.

"The oppressive class has been corrupted. The oppressed people yearn for freedom, security, food and rights protection. When a superhero comes out to save them, promotes advanced ideas and attacks the degenerate regime, the regime still takes this superhero. There is no way, this will create a torch effect, and the people will rise up."

Yang Ming clicked his tongue lightly.

"Journalism...that is to say, the New Federation has actually controlled the public opinion field of Luofeng Empire."

"So far it looks like that."

Law quickly said:

"Next, the overthrow of the imperial power will become popular, and when the flames of revolution burn the entire Luofeng Empire, it will inevitably alarm the Sherman Empire.

"According to the analysis of the data model, there is a high probability that the Sherman Empire will suppress it with iron blood, and a small probability will choose to directly destroy this dependent country to warn the other twenty or so dependent countries.

"And the new federation will use this to attack the Sherman Empire, exaggerate the hegemony and warlikeness of the Sherman Empire, and thus unite more countries into its camp, and reasonably suck blood from these countries and plunder resources at a low price."

"Law, the latter has nothing to do with us. I know you dislike them, but we can't think too much about them now."

Yang Ming held the square steering wheel with both hands, thinking carefully.

In his game memory, there is no information about the Luofeng Empire. Yang Ming suspected that the Luofeng Empire could not survive this wave and was directly disintegrated.

His current strategy progress is very good, and the position of the ball leader is far away.

But the speed of the strategy seems to be not enough.

Building from nothing can be a hassle.

"Even if the rebels are going to appear, they must appear at the time I need." Yang Ming's eyes flashed a bit stern, and he thought of something, "Send the process of the Torch Project in other countries to the second prince, and directly Just as long as the mark is posted by me."

Law said: "Good boss. The royal family should have been alerted. They are now staring at Lulian."

"Where is Lulian going?"

"According to the navigation route he set, he is going to... oh," Lil's voice sounded a little hesitant, "he seems to be looking for Gudun Mahal's cronies, the owner of a shooting club, actually Gudun Mahal The dark line inserted."

"He's going to find Gudun Maha?" Yang Ming was also a little surprised.

"Not necessarily," Lu groaned a few times, "Do you want Gu Dun Maha to kill him?"

Yang Ming shook his head: "We can't push this old guy Gudunmaha too hard, we have to tighten the chain around his neck bit by bit. First monitor the whole process, let me fully think about it."

"Boss, Gudun Maha sent a transport ship, it should be here to pick up this Lulian."

Yang Ming suddenly felt a headache.

Although he wasn't worried that Gu Dun Maha would lose control, as long as he thought of the scene where these two things met...

Suddenly I really want to see it.