Chapter 594: 257 Queen Says_3
In their eyes, this was the Luofeng Empire knowing the Sherman Empire was going to fight the New Federation, directly sending military funds to the Sherman Empire!
Just like a four-year-old Kong Rong who let others have the big pear—so considerate.
Additionally, Princess Luna also brought so vague intelligence.
[This ti, the Empire’s military action against the New Federation will be unprecedented, aiming for a one hundred percent victory.]
[The Emperor of the Sherman Empire will personally oversee this expedition.]
[The New Federation’s Central Intelligence Agency has already received definite news, but the Sherman Empire does not care, confident they can orchestrate a beautiful annihilation battle.]
As for the specifics…
We can only wait and see.
During the construction of the Dark Star, the chanical thought bodies reserved a place for Yang Ming.
This residence was nothing special, just an ordinary palace spanning several thousand square ters, carved at the edge of an underground ocean, using a chanical sun and full-weather simulation to create blue skies, white clouds, starry skies, and vast seas, with a simulated gravity field in place.
Yang Ming stayed here for two days and found it sowhat hard to leave.
But there’s no helping it, he had to leave Wind soon to rush to the suspected area where Valkyrie was hiding and find a way to resolve this major threat before Valkyrie could regain strength.
He hoped Po Suo could keep its word, this was truly the final ga.
“Boss, Miss Hera’s brain chip has been successfully implanted. During the surgery, I have cleared parts of her mory related to you. To avoid harming her cognitive abilities, the clearance wasn’t thorough, so confidentiality cannot be verified.”
Yang Ming paused for a mont.
“Lyu, I didn’t instruct you to alter her mory.”
“Yes, boss, it was Miss Hera’s own request,” Lyu said softly, “and since it aligned with our interests, I did not refuse.”
Yang Ming:…
What did she an? Did she want to let go of everything and start anew?
“Have you prepared her ship?”
“It is prepared, a total of two ships. One is the Supply Ship you and she once inhabited, carrying her laboratory. The other is a highly mobile, independently navigable modified Star Patrol Ship, equipped with thirty-two carefully selected chanical thought bodies and over six hundred spare robots.”
Lyu asked, “Will you go to say goodbye to her?”
Yang Ming thought for a while and slightly shook his head. “No, help
convey to her…”
“What does the boss wish to say to her? I’ll convey it directly to Miss Hera in a recording format. She truly feels your care and tolerance for her, and she is filled with guilt for not being able to stay by your side.”
“Guilt for
is nothing; being with her has also brought
joy,” Yang Ming said calmly, “Tell her not to be unworthy of the human species.”
“Is that all?”
“That’s it.”
Yang Ming sighed softly.
He looked at the artificial sun and beach outside the window.
“I really like her, but this fellow… never mind, pursuing one’s own goals is pretty good too.”
A few hours later.
At the front end of the two-ship fleet departing from within Wind, a small figure wearing a protective helt stared dreamily at the light blooming in the palm’s projection.
‘I really like her.’
Hera’s lips curved into a happy smile as she slowly clasped the button-sized device in her palm, clutching it against her chest with both hands, whispering softly to herself.
She would temporarily leave human society.
She had already disconnected from the human network and, in doing so, would lose Lyu’s assistance.
She would face the cold, desolate universe directly, and the endless Insect Swarm.
She knew her research was very likely aningless, as the existence of high-dinsional civilizations rendered all efforts of lower-dinsional civilizations appear trivial and laughable.
Yet, she still had to try—to verify and perfect her theories, to understand the communication network and thought processes of the Insect Race, to find her own path.
“Captain Hera,” ca the electronically synthesized voice of the chanical thought body deputy beside her, “please return to your seat and fasten your seatbelt. We will begin consecutive leaps; ensuring your safety is our primary mission.”
Hera obliged, going to the captain’s position and sitting down before asking softly, “What is your secondary mission?”
“Collect uncharted data of the Milky Way’s constant star systems, collect distribution data of the Insect Race… Do you have a secondary mission? Apart from researching the Space Worm Clan.”
“I do, but I’m temporarily unable to disclose it to you.”
Hera smiled, gazing into the depths of space, a fire gently burning in her eyes.
‘Your father is dead.’
‘Killed by soone else’s gunshot.’
‘Our race knows no lies.’
‘Co to , and I will grant you enough strength. Those humans who defile our reproductive rules deserve punishnt.’
‘You shall be their punishnt.’
——The queen said.
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