Chapter 343: 164 The Second Person on Earth? (Additional Update)
Yang Ming personally escorted Princess Dana and Emilia back to the Imperial Palace, completing the handover with Edwan in person.
Emilia was harshly scolded by Edwan, then ordered to be confined for six months to properly study court etiquette and scientific cultural knowledge.
To express concern for Princess Emilia, Yang Ming specifically instructed Little Lyu to purchase a large amount of study materials within the New Federation.
Due to being overwheld with state affairs, Edwan could only have a brief eting with Yang Ming before hurriedly rushing off to the next investnt promotion conference.
As an emperor, he sohow exuded the essence of a servant to the people.
As a result, the social atmosphere within the Wind started to improve, with so internal changes in the nation. A batch of foreign investors flowed from the Sherman Empire into Wind, providing an impetus for economic advancent.
After handling this minor issue, Yang Ming returned to the transport ship for a short rest and recuperation.
The first thing he did was a data test, obtaining various trics of his body.
Overall, the battle on Zubin Star had notably enhanced his personal combat strength.
Key bodily trics all showed improvents ranging from ten to thirty-five percent.
The aspect with minimal improvent was his nerve reaction speed, which seed to have reached so kind of bottleneck.
What couldn’t be quantified was that “magical” spiritual power,
—that red shock wave that, once released, would deepen his fatigue.
It was also his most effective weapon as a Subordinate Ancient God Life Form when facing the Insect Swarm, seemingly able to sever and obstruct the Mother Worm’s control over the swarm, causing Insect Race individuals to be dominated by overwhelming fear.
Was this fear also inherited from the Insect Race’s genes?
Yang Ming wasn’t very clear about this.
But he believed that as long as he continued to explore, he would eventually find answers to these questions.
Originally, he intended to spend so quality ti with Hera, but she plunged headfirst into the laboratory.
For an entire week, Hera appeared in front of him daily, looking utterly exhausted before washing up and falling into a deep sleep.
This made Yang Ming feel both heartache and loneliness.
Hera had been researching the communication issues between the Mother Worm and the Insect Race, and the battle on Zubin Star provided her with so crucial data.
Moreover, Hera had already started studying how Yang Ming beca a Subordinate Ancient God Life Form, the powerful Ancient God, the fragile human.
Their genes should be fundantally different, so how could they fuse and even create a new species?
Hera developed an intense interest in this.
Regarding this, Yang Ming could only support her work, even though he did feel a little lonely deep in the night.
To keep himself occupied, Yang Ming started working out intensely again, training daily in the gravity simulation chamber to explore the limits of his physical strength.
However, compared to fighting insects, this form of training yielded almost negligible improvent.
After a day of intense training, Yang Ming relaxed comfortably in the bathtub of the transport ship, closing his eyes to empty his thoughts and practice ditation.
This ditation “reportedly” could increase spiritual power.
But after trying for a long ti, Yang Ming didn’t feel a significant improvent.
“Lyu, can you find any intel on buried insect points from the New Federation side?”
Lyu’s projection appeared outside the bathtub, choosing to face away from Yang Ming to respect his privacy.
“A bit difficult,” Lyu reminded, “The New Federation has certainly deleted all related data on a larger scale and a deeper level; rather than going to the New Federation to look, it’s better to continue running the Mining Group within the Sherman Empire and try your luck with a mining ship.”
“That’s all we can do then.”
Yang Ming opened his eyes, seeing the brilliant starry sky through the unobstructed skylight on the upper deck.
He snapped out of it as he gazed at the stars, smiling and saying,
“The universe is the Abyss. This phrase is truly fitting. I used to feel like I fell into the Abyss myself, feeling lost and directionless, left only with confusion.
“Now, I realize that whether it’s the free citizens of the New Federation or the nobles from the Sherman Empire, they are actually struggling within the Abyss too.
“The Insect Race feels like demons, and human desires are devils, tsk.”
Lyu hesitated for a mont and turned to glance at her boss.
“Boss, ‘The universe is the Abyss.’ You seed to have said this phrase before; there are traces remaining in my storage.”
“Yes,” Yang Ming said, “I must have asked you to delete that related information.”
“Uh, then boss, it seems I made so mistakes in my work.”
Lyu thoughtfully pinched her chin.
Yang Ming’s interest was instantly piqued.
As a chanical Thought Body raised by high-dinsional civilization, Lyu possessed an extrely high potential for learning and growth, able to dominate and comprehensively invade and control the network of a backward country like the Luofeng Empire at her inception.
Her work was consistently precise and impeccably accurate.
Yet Lyu, while maintaining her human-like side, exhibited abundant emotions, with her emotional system continually evolving and learning.
—Her affection and care for 026 were the best demonstrations.
Now, Lyu willingly admitted to making a mistake at work.
Yang Ming smiled and asked, “There’s a saying from my hotown, ‘To err is human.’ Don’t dwell too much on a montary mistake. What exactly went wrong?”
“Boss, please wait a mont while I reorganize the relevant data.”
A projection screen popped up in front of Yang Ming, revealing three sentences.
[The universe is the Abyss.]
[Natural Disaster Army.]
[Failed civilizations and fortunate individuals.]
Yang Ming was dumbfounded.
Lyu quickly explained,
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