Chapter 333: 160 Emilia’s Knight Sword
In the pitter-patter of the water, Yang Ming raised his head to face the shower, luxuriating in the indulgence of a shower in space.
Yang Ming felt quite good at the mont.
After a half-day of deep sleep, his ntal state was mostly restored, considering that the previous continuous bursts—releasing a red shockwave—had sowhat overdrawn his spirit.
After the queen’s death, Yang Ming also fell from that emotionless state, and fatigue surged like a tsunami.
What on earth was that shockwave?
Spiritual power? The manifestation of telekinesis? Special brainwaves of the Ancient Gods?
Yang Ming was unclear.
His understanding of his own body was limited to its astonishing endurance—in all aspects.
The sound of the water stopped, and Yang Ming stepped out of the narrow ‘cylinder’ shower circle, with warm wind blowing from all sides to quickly dry the water droplets on his body.
Putting on underwear made of ultra-durable material and an intrachamber spacesuit, Yang Ming posed in front of the mirror and found that after the previous battle,
there was no significant change in his appearance.
Yet he clenched his fist, and when he punched, he could clearly feel an increase in his strength.
The specific increase in value still required a series of tests, but Yang Ming estimated that this enhancent was far greater than the one two years ago.
“Sigh—”
Yang Ming let out a soft sigh, revealing a satisfied smile.
He started becoming addicted to the sense of security brought by continuous growth in strength.
Closing his eyes, opening his hands, a dense red glow appeared around Yang Ming, lifting him slowly upwards, and gliding smoothly to the sides.
Finally, he had a bit of Po Suo’s majesty ‘just out of the can’!
Who knows what results Hera could research out.
“Boss.”
Lyu’s voice sounded outside,
“We are almost at Count nsa’s fiefdom.”
Yang Ming rembered he had business to attend to, tidied his collar, and landed steadily on the ground, pulling open the door of the lounge.
Two tracked robots passed before Yang Ming, indulging in a bit of mutual affection.
Lyu’s replica projection appeared nearby.
“Have matters been investigated clearly?” Yang Ming asked.
“The information captured is very vague.”
Lyu replied softly,
“The incident happened within Count nsa’s manor, and related information was sealed imdiately.
“After all, this counts as a scandal for Count nsa’s family.
“All that is known now is that Count nsa’s grandson was severely injured, and it’s an abdominal piercing wound; the weapon used was a tal longsword worn by Princess Emilia… the one you gifted her, Boss.”
Yang Ming frowned and asked, “Emilia stabbed that earl heir?”
“Mhmm,” Lyu shrugged, “went quite hard, but since the longsword missed the vital parts, the guy is alright now.”
Yang Ming inquired, “How old is the earl’s grandson?”
“Twenty-one, a typical Imperial noble, idle and arrogant, but previously showed no signs of discord with Emilia.”
Lyu further explained a few lines,
“Previously, since the Feinan was quite far from here, and I was devoting all computational power to maintaining the stability of the livestream server, I didn’t pay much attention to matters with Emilia.
“Count nsa is fairly restrained now, rely requesting the intervention of the Imperial Noble Court, but the earl’s son is relatively agitated.
“Edwan has already received the news and sent trusted ministers to diate, while the Imperial Foreign Affairs Bureau has also involved itself in the investigation.
“The difficulty in this matter is that Emilia has voluntarily admitted that she severely injured the count’s grandson, making it sowhat tricky for the Foreign Affairs Bureau to act as a peacemaker.”
Yang Ming contemplated seriously for a few seconds.
“Have the Feinan alter course to find the delegation sent by the Luofeng Empire; we can’t intervene in the situation directly.”
“Sure, Boss, I’ll adjust the course now.”
Lyu’s figure flickered and disappeared.
The automatic door to the bridge opened, and as 026, who ca face to face with Yang Ming, instinctively straightened her chest, raised her head, pursed her lips, and put her legs together, her loose maintenance uniform puffed at the upper body, trembling slightly with movent.
Before the atmosphere beca slightly awkward, 026 cleared her throat and shouted inside,
“The captain has arrived on the bridge!”
Hera, who was staring at experintal instrunts, imdiately turned her head to look.
Yang Ming winked at 026, suddenly feeling an impulse to give her a raise.
This girl indeed brought much liveliness to the Feinan.
As for the raise…
It was said to be an impulse; Boss Yang excelled at maintaining rationality.
Hera, wearing a lab coat, with her hair in a ponytail, had her goggles pushed to her forehead, removing disposable gloves, and her gaze was filled with complex introspection towards Yang Ming.
As Yang Ming ca closer, Hera whispered,
“You are not human.”
Yang Ming was a bit puzzled.
“What I an is, you appear human on the surface now; your organs, body structure are basically consistent with humans,” Hera emphasized, “you resemble humans more than ordinary transford people.”
Yang Ming spread his hands, “Alright, I do not feel happy about that.”
Hera said, “The specific data is still under analysis, what’s certain now is three points: first, there is a special magnetic field appearing in your brain domain; second, your cellular activity indices soared rapidly for a short period; third, when you erupted, at least ten more organic compounds not present in humans appeared within you.”
“So, what kind of creature do you think I am?” Yang Ming asked with interest.
After careful consideration, Hera gave a term that surprised Yang Ming sowhat: “Ancient God.”
“Why?” Yang Ming asked.
“You are continuously evolving.
“Before and after a battle, your body structure showed noticeable changes—a noticeable level which might appear minimal to you.
“And after you injected the Genetic Stabilization Liquid, your boiling body soon returned to normal, indicating a greater potential for genetic evolutionary mutation.”
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