Walk alone in the abyss

The degree of intelligence in the Dixing human living area is very low, and each level is controlled manually.

With this badge opening the way, Yang Ming traveled unimpeded all the way, and successfully got on the down elevator that entered the palace module. He crossed his legs on the sofa, quietly thinking about the scene he was about to face next.

He didn't tell Catherine that he was going to the old emperor's hard party.

What can he do?

It's just going with the flow and mixing up some benefits.

When Yang Ming was in a trance, he recalled the encrypted communication with Bligh, and Bligh said a few words at that time, which left a deep impression on Yang Ming.

‘Master, are you really going to Emperor Star? Although the emperor did not show any vigilance towards you, according to my understanding, the emperor has many hidden protective devices that represent the highest technology of the empire. If we rashly use a mental brand on him, there is a high probability of failure and he will be directly arrested catch. '

Yang Ming wanted to ask Bligh at that time.

How is this guy's brain circuit formed?

He is a little vanguard, a reformed soldier, trying to control the old emperor of the empire?

That... is not impossible.

Yang Ming raised his hand and swept the dress on his body, throwing away this bad idea, and reminded himself repeatedly in his heart that the biggest danger of Emperor Star is not the emperor, but the mechanical thinking body under the control of the Sherman family.

As for the seemingly undefended old emperor, how many protective measures are there around, Yang Ming is not interested in trying.

Ding!

The beautiful girl standing at the door of the elevator said softly: "Sir, you have arrived at Gate 0024 of the Imperial Palace module."

Yang Ming got up and walked out of the elevator.

When he was a little further away, the elevator attendant couldn't help but look at Yang Ming's back a few more times, and then took the side profile of Yang Ming that he had secretly photographed just now, and shared it with his little sisters using the dedicated network on Emperor Star. .

"It may be very difficult to carry out this matter..."

Several officials who were discussing some government affairs came towards the elevator.

The waiter quickly tucked the communicator into his sleeve, and with a professional smile on his face, he stood dignifiedly at the elevator door, bowing his head to several officials.

Yang Ming came to the palace for the second time and almost lost his way.

In the square during the 'day', more than a dozen buildings have risen at this moment, and there are men and women inside, and it seems that more than a dozen singing and dancing performances are being held at the same time.

As for the hall where the emperor handles government affairs, all the lights were extinguished at this moment.

Where is the emperor?

"Viscount Hanton," a call came from Zuo Jin, and two middle-aged men in guard uniforms stepped out of the shadows in the corner, "Please follow us, Your Majesty is already waiting for you."

"Thanks."

Yang Ming glanced across the nearest buildings, and saw some exciting scenes, and said with a smile: "The palace is so lively at night."

A guide smiled and said, "Are you wondering why there are more than a dozen parties?"

Yang Ming nodded: "I am indeed a little puzzled."

The guide smiled and said, "This is just some members of the royal family. They are here to represent His Majesty and entertain nobles from all corners of the empire. Because more nobles have come to Emperor Star to meet His Majesty recently, more than ten banquet halls will be opened at the same time."

Yang Ming asked: "Have all the hereditary nobles come?"

"Hereditary viscounts, honorary earls, come here in batches," another guide whispered, "It is an honor for your great majesty to receive these nobles, and it is an honor for them to show off for the rest of their lives. A rare prosperity."

"After all, facing the Space Zerg and the New Federation this time, we have won a huge victory. This victory is also unprecedented."

The two guides spoke to each other, showing Yang Ming the 'dog licking' culture in the palace.

There is still a long way to go, so Yang Ming took the opportunity to chat with these two middle-aged men.

These two people were probably middle-level cadres of the palace security department, who belonged to the emperor's close ministers. One was from a military technical background, and the other was selected from the army.

Yang Ming had a brother on the left and a big brother on the right, which made these two middle-aged men a little bit smug.

What about imperial heroes? Isn't it to curry favor with local snakes like them who are in the palace.

It can be regarded as an intention to point Yang Ming, the two big brothers said a few taboos in the palace.

First, it is absolutely forbidden to take any videos or photos in the palace, nor to use any monitoring or eavesdropping devices. It is a felony to be found out.

There is no regular monitoring here, but if something goes wrong, the palace module can call up the 'memory' of any area.

——Their original words are memories, and Yang Ming doesn't quite understand this.

Second, His Majesty's interest is extremely important, because every whim may give birth to a new prince and princess for the empire.

Therefore, when His Majesty the Emperor is suddenly interested in a woman, all affairs must be suspended, allowing His Majesty to perform a rare gift of human relations.

The implication is that His Majesty has not been interested in it for a long time.

Third, those princes, princesses, and princes who live on the surface of the Emperor Star do not go to the banquets unless necessary. Going in is equivalent to falling into a mud pit. There are degenerate happy gardens. His Majesty the Emperor doesn’t like those guys very much. .

The princes and favored princesses who are really likely to inherit the throne live near the palace module.

And these princes and princesses all have the possibility of inheriting the throne.

Yang Ming said gratefully: "Thank you two big brothers for reminding me."

"Viscount Hanton, you are a celebrity in the aristocratic circle today, and you are also the most valued young man by His Majesty. You will definitely receive invitations to various banquets."

"Some can go, some can't, you must think carefully."

Yang Ming raised his head and looked at the hall that was far away in front of him. The shape of the hall was a bit like an ancient Greek temple on Earth, with orange lights flickering inside.

Yang Ming asked: "I saw Princess Lorna on the news, does she live near the palace, or on the surface?"

"Princess Rhona? She doesn't return to the Emperor Star very much, and her residence is on the surface," said the guide on the left with a smile. "Princess Rhona is past an absurd age. She is an excellent diplomat and often travels on behalf of the Empire to the vassal states." .”

The guide on the right lowered his voice: "I heard that Princess Lorna has a heated fight with the princes of several dependent countries, and there may be some innovations in the gameplay."

The two middle-aged men looked at each other and smiled meaningfully.

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly.

A few seconds of silence for Edwane.

Edwan's body was acquired by Princess Lorna a few years ago. I used to think that Edwin made a profit. After all, Princess Lorna has a beautiful voice and a sweet temperament.

Now it seems that Edwan even has green eyebrows!

"Viscount Handon, we're here."

"Our authority can only reach here, you can enter by yourself."

"please."

"Trouble the two big brothers to send me this way, I have benefited a lot."

Yang Ming smiled, carefully sensed the biological energy around him, and found no ambush, so he walked towards the main hall a hundred meters away in peace.

This chat is really not for nothing.

There is no monitoring or eavesdropping equipment in the palace, which is a very important information point.

From the tone of the two captains of the palace guards, Yang Ming could hear their disdain for most princes and princesses, which was also related to the strong constraints imposed by the imperial noble code on princes and princesses.

Among these princes and princesses, except for the lucky one who inherited the throne, the others can only be idlers, and the greatest value is to marry with foreign countries, or to fill out missions abroad.

Tsk, a cage of canaries.

Yang Ming went up the stairs, and under the watchful eyes of hundreds of guards, he arrived in front of the main hall.

He stopped and searched left and right, but he didn't see the 'father-in-law' who was in charge of sending the notification, nor did he see any levitating balls or video doorbells.

Just go in like this?

Those guards just stared at Yang Ming, without any plans to move forward.

Yang Ming's heart sank, he lowered his head to clear his throat, raised his hand to straighten his collar a few times, then walked forward with firm steps with his head held high and his chest held high.

He broke through an ice-blue light curtain, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

Directly ahead, the huge fountain made the sound of rushing water. More than a dozen young girls with good figures and faces were playing by the pool water. made a little distinction.

Clone?

After the fountain, a small banquet is going on.

Different from those fragrant and open aristocratic gatherings seen on Yangming Road, the place here is quite plain.

Seven or eight young people sat on both sides of the long table, accompanied by two men of the opposite sex in gorgeous costumes; the emperor on the main seat was wearing a nightgown, sitting cross-legged with bare feet, without majesty, constantly sliding in front of him. projection screen.

Yang Ming took a closer look, and subconsciously thought that the old emperor was browsing the 'collections' in his online favorites.

But he quickly realized that the old emperor was indeed browsing his 'collection'.

"Great Your Majesty!"

A somewhat familiar voice sounded:

"White Ghost, Viscount Hanton has arrived!"

"Um?"

The old emperor looked up at Yang Ming, waved across the fountain, and said with a smile, "Come here, my sharpest sword, I'm so glad you're here, and I'll give you the richest reward."

The seat to the right of the emperor was vacant, it was reserved for Yang Ming.

Yang Ming secretly sighed in his heart, and stepped forward.

He had already seen the source of that familiar voice... Lieutenant Colonel Atro of MI.

Why is this guy here? What qualifications does he have to appear here?

Yang Ming didn't quite understand.

The others were all young people, and there was one among them, who was short of breath at the moment, and was looking at Yang Ming's eyes with fire, which Yang Ming didn't really want to see.

The youngest earl of the empire, the genius of the Lasoga family, the fanatical illegitimate meal of the white ghost, Revil Lasoga!

The emperor's right hand, Yang Ming understands, is an organization or individual who does dirty work for the emperor, forming a deterrent to the emperor's apparent forces, similar to the 'Jinyiwei'.

Well, it's Jinyiwei, definitely not Dongxichang!

The old emperor said he wanted Yang Ming to choose, but Yang Ming didn't have to choose. If he wanted to choose the emperor's left hand, it meant that he would be a viscount in the future, and become a humanoid weapon that needed to be alone when the empire went to war.

And now, his situation is not so good.

There is a reason, Yang Ming understands it.

Once he becomes the lackey of the emperor, it will be difficult to clean up the empire. He will become a thorn in the side of the nobles, the elders' house and even the military.

This is a big gamble.

He is using his force value to win the boss position of an empire.

As soon as Yang Ming approached, the Earl couldn't help but stood up abruptly, frightening the beautiful woman beside him to cover her chest.

"Mr. Ghost!"

Revell's expression was full of surprise and touch:

"I hope that we can go hand in hand in the future, and burn everything we have together for the great empire and the great majesty!"

Yang Ming instantly understood the reason why Revell appeared here.

Simple, easy to deceive, is a passionate young man.

The old emperor glanced at Lei Weier, and then at Yang Ming, with a little more meaning in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Come and sit, Hanton, come to my side."

"Thanks."

Yang Ming did not make a military salute, but bowed his head to the emperor.

Two beauties who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward, one was dressed in a tube top and gauze skirt, the other was dressed in a white long skirt, and they both showed natural and decent smiles to Yang Ming.

They pulled away Yang Ming's chair, one supported Yang Ming to sit down, and the other waited behind.

Yang Ming didn't even need to move his chopsticks to eat, they could handle it all by themselves.

The emperor leaned towards Yang Ming and said with a smile, "I'm very happy that you can come."

"It is my honor to serve His Majesty."

"It would be great if the empire had a few more guys like you who possess great power or power and know how to be flexible."

The emperor picked up the wine glass in front of him, and lightly touched Yang Ming.

"You're a smart man, Hanton, I don't need to explain too much about the meaning of this banquet.

"Atero and Earl La Soga from the Military Intelligence Bureau are your old acquaintances. You can get to know the others yourself later. They are all guys selected by me in different systems.

"It's like Atro. He has an uncle who has retired from the military but retains great influence. La Soga is a representative of the new generation of imperial nobles. They are also young people with the most potential in their respective systems."

Yang Ming wondered, "Your Majesty, what system am I?"

The emperor sneered, and then he raised his head and laughed, almost crying.

"You are the knife, Hanton," the emperor said with a smile, "you will help me organize and train a group of guards who only obey my orders."

Yang Ming nodded slightly.

The emperor suddenly said: "You seem to want a group of cells very much?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, this is very important for my genetic stability."

"How about I set it as a task reward?" The old emperor chuckled, "In fact, someone told me that if you get that group of cells, you might become a new Valkyrie, a real life form of the ancient god... There is still a lot to know about these.”

Yang Ming's expression froze.

The problem really appeared here.

"Your Majesty, do you doubt my loyalty to you?"

"Fucking loyalty, I don't believe anyone is loyal to me, this human being, hehehaha," the old emperor's eyes flickered slightly, "They are only loyal to the position below me, and I was just chosen by this position , The empire has a stable system, and the emperor can be used as a symbol and the key to unlock the ultimate weapon."

Yang Ming was a million points more wary of the old emperor in his heart.

"You know, Hanton," the old emperor stared at the fountain, and whispered, "I originally wanted to let it go like this, and forget it in this life, but when I look back on my life, I suddenly feel a little bit unwilling. I haven't figured out what it means to be an emperor yet."

"The real meaning?"

"Let go, just chat with me, you just pretend, I'm an old alcoholic out of work, come to drink."

Ding.

The old emperor clinked glasses with Yang Ming, and Yang Ming picked up the water from the top and poured it into his mouth.

The old emperor sighed: "Do you think, if I go on like this, will there be an internal crisis in the empire?"

"Yes," Yang Ming said very bluntly, "Your Majesty, you want to use me to create fear for them, and in the face of fear, someone will definitely stand up and resist."

"The rule of fear is a kind of tyranny," said the old emperor, "I have been brainwashed in this way since I was a child, and I was brainwashed by the teachers sent by the elders' house."

Yang Ming was silent.

The old emperor murmured:

"But I think that the necessary fear can correct their perception of the word emperor.

"The House of Elders is too bloated, the authority of the military department is too large, and the development of the god religion only knows to swallow a huge amount of funds, but it has no practical significance. The new calendar reform of the empire puts the imperial power on the shelf, but breeds more privileges. scum.

"My life expectancy is about fifty-six years. I have enough children. Next, I will make a big fuss about this country."

Yang Ming said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's better not to take too many steps. You are still in the prime of life in the industry of the emperor, and you have plenty of time."

"Tsk," the old emperor nodded with a smile, "You still dare to say it with your mouth. In the future, remember, don't use greatness to describe me on any occasion. You can use words such as handsome and wise."

"Yes, Your Majesty the Wise."

"Here you are," the old emperor threw a disc into Yang Ming's hands, "This is the task of you guys, go and kill this prince, as your colorful debut ceremony, it is appropriate to cause a little commotion, but don't Let the House of Elders and the military catch clear evidence."

vote?

To kill a prince?

Yang Ming put the disc away, and just about to say a few flattering words, the emperor whispered:

"He's my real brother, tsk, who told him to rape my history teacher back then, and give him some shocking ways to die... You would do such a thing, right?"

Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose.

Although he really wanted to say "first-time freshman, second-time familiar" to pretend to be a wave in front of the emperor, but his shame made him choose to remain silent, and he just nodded calmly.

"I was a pirate in the most difficult time," Yang Ming said in a low voice.