Chapter 939: Chapter 375: Reformists Within the System (Part 3)
“I’m telling you this today to make you a bit more clear-headed and steady. You’re too young, and even with the protection of His Majesty, you can’t rise too fast. You need to have a thorough understanding of the Empire’s overall situation to make actions that truly align with the Empire’s interests.
“Additionally, pass a ssage to the White Ghost for .”
“Go ahead!” Atro imdiately grabbed a notebook, “I’ll write it down right now.”
“Fool! Is this sothing you can record in writing? Are you even in intelligence?”
Atro could only chuckle awkwardly.
Third Uncle grabbed the oxygen tank to take a few breaths before continuing, “Tell him on my behalf that taking a few years to settle down might not be a bad choice for him.”
“Taking a few years to settle down… I got it all!”
“Then scram!”
Third Uncle raised his cane, ready to hit soone:
“I’m truly! You’re about to make
die from anger! If your mother hadn’t entrusted you to , I wouldn’t bother with a fool like you!”
Atro just chuckled awkwardly and secretly ended the call.
Then, he looked up at Yang Ming, who was sitting in the corner, and shrugged slightly: “You guessed right, that’s my Third Uncle’s attitude.”
Yang Ming wondered aloud, “Did I just hear you put all the bla on the White Ghost, Hanton?”
“Don’t mind those details.”
Atro chuckled twice, grabbed two wine glasses, and a floating spherical drone flew over, automatically pouring the drink into the glasses.
With a mischievous smile, he leaned in front of Yang Ming: “I heard that Princess Daphne spent the night in your room, Deputy Director?”
“Hmm, is there a problem with that?”
Yang Ming calmly took the drink, sipped it, and clicked his tongue lightly: “At that ti, there were also four maid robots you gave .”
“Five, five of them?”
“As for the quality of last night’s sleep, it was quite comfortable,” Yang Ming confessed truthfully.
Atro glanced at Yang Ming’s waistline and could only murmur softly: “I’m thinking about getting so enhancents myself, Hanton. You’re truly… a powerful enhanced lifeform.”
“Stay calm,” Yang Ming smiled with squinted eyes, “Alright, let’s get back to discussing from which angle to bother the Great Nobles of the Empire.”
Atro sighed and slumped onto the sofa: “We’ll have to collect evidence of these nobles’ cris from other angles, preferably finding a few with poor social ties and wealthy families, that way it’s easiest to get results and can also provide a large military budget to the Military Departnt, killing multiple birds with one stone.”
Yang Ming didn’t say much more, slumping alongside Atro on the sofa, relaxing his mind and refusing to think, wasting away the ti.
However, while the two of them were chatting here, a storm was brewing on the Empire’s Internet.
In Lyu’s Thought Space, hundreds of clones were stationed in front of various screens, typing furiously on the keyboards before them.
The Dark Star’s cyber soldiers were back online.”
And this ti, the topic they planned to stir up was simple.
[Massive Financial Deficit of the Empire’s Regional Defense Forces, Collective Corruption of Hereditary Nobles]
So things, once begun, have no reason to stop.
Yang Ming naturally didn’t have high hopes for this matter, the Empire is just like a high-pressure boiler, it’s far from reaching its limit now, such small matters only add a bit more pressure to it.
…
Dark Star No.3 Base.
Hera lay tiredly in the rest chamber, adjusted her sleep paraters, and with the aid of sleep-inducing gas, began a four-hour efficient sleep.
This was the thing she was least satisfied with about her body.
Not being able to conduct research continuously for twenty-four hours was really inferior.
However, not long after Hera lay down, she suddenly opened her eyes, the scatter light in her pupils rapidly converging, and her brows furrowed tightly.
The Great Queen, was she about to ascend to a higher dinsion?
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