Capítulo 1081: Chapter 424: The Ultimate Trial Star! (Part 2)
Lyu made a ghost face and quietly vanished.
Her thoughts were just a joke.
However, outside the Empire, utilizing capital expansion to build more server networks to enhance her overall strength is indeed what Lyu is doing.
She doesn’t want a stable, semi-permanent computing resource;
What she currently wants is to be able to withstand pressure head-on during difficult tis with computing resources.
Using the synchronized, scattered server groups in the Milky Way to surround the Empire’s unified network is the fastest and most effective thod.
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For three days straight, Yang Ming ignored Papaloka.
He was quite busy as well, spending his days strolling around, touring local high-tech enterprises, playing sports with local celebrities, watching shows, and having afternoon tea with the beautiful wives of officials.
He even participated in two local variety shows, demonstrating his ability to use spiritual power to influence the spatial position of objects, rapidly expanding his fan club in the Yata Democracy.
The Yata Democracy was keen to establish good relations with Yang Ming, not only awarding him the ‘Bug Slayer Hero’ dal but also giving him nurous unofficial honorary titles.
The Empire’s delegation also secured several major orders, and the elders and generals accompanying Yang Ming attracted significant attention and made a splash.
While everything seed fine here, the Pioneer No.5 over there seed uneasy.
On the first day of being ignored, Papaloka showed calmness, doing nothing but sleeping or dazing under the surveillance of several female agents.
Her network terminal was confiscated, and her movents were restricted, only allowed to move within the hotel suite.
After two days of being ignored, Papaloka appeared anxious, unable to sleep with her eyes closed, losing appetite, pacing back and forth in the room, then opening her e-cigarette by the window for a smoke-free intoxication.
On the third day, Papaloka’s mood worsened.
She spent most of her ti in a daze, and while in a daze, she made so dangerous moves.
But the rotating female agents successfully prevented Papaloka’s self-harm, binding her limbs with magnetic shackles to stop her from clasping her hands together.
In the early morning of the fourth day.
“I want to see the White Ghost.”
Papaloka spoke for the first ti, and the agents quickly reported to their superior in the next room.
This ssage went through nurous channels before reaching Yang Ming’s ears.
Yang Ming, who was sleeping, imdiately dressed neatly and headed straight to Papaloka’s room.
After a symbolic knock on the door, two young, beautiful female agents opened the door, bowing to Yang Ming while deliberately showcasing their deep career lines.
Many thanks.
Yang Ming smiled and nodded, passing by the two, fixing his gaze on Papaloka in the living room.
The female agents received orders from their superior to wait outside for news.
The room was filled with a faint fragrance, a harmless scent produced by the e-cigarette.
Papaloka’s state was much improved compared to three days ago, though her eyes lacked spirit, and her bloated body curled up on the sofa, with stains from drinks remaining on the oversized nightdress.
Yang Ming calmly sat on the single sofa opposite, raised an eyebrow at Papaloka, and said with a smile:
“Want to chat?”
“What do you want from ?” Papaloka asked directly.
Yang Ming said, “Just completing the Faya people’s task.”
“How does that benefit you?” Papaloka asked in return, “Will the Faya people give your ho planet a green light? No, they won’t. They must follow principles and rules, that’s the basic principle of high-dinsional life born from collective thought ascension.”
Yang Ming puzzled, “How do you know so much?”
Papaloka remained silent.
“It seems we each have our opportunities and chance.”
Yang Ming recalled the conversation points listed by Lyu earlier.
Having tried insults last ti to no effect, they decided to try a different approach.
Sincerity is the greatest killer move.
Yang Ming said, “You summoned here, but now you don’t want to talk, so what was my purpose of coming?”
Papaloka said, “How about we make a deal? Kill twice to free from this damned mission, or set free to continue living a carefree life.”
“Hmm?” Yang Ming asked with a frown, “Why? You don’t want to fulfill the mission?”
“Yeah,” Papaloka calmly said, “If there was a button that could deprive my ho planet of the right to participate in trials, or directly explode in the main tiline dinsion, I’d press it without hesitation.”
Yang Ming puzzled.
He stood up and walked to the liquor cabinet, finding a password lock on it, casually tore open the alloy on the side, grabbed two bottles of good wine, and took two glasses.
Papaloka whispered, “Are you a monster?”
“More or less,” Yang Ming let the wine bottles and glasses float around him, calmly walked back to Papaloka, continued, “After arguing with you, I thought about it, we are indeed two types of people, and thus have two radically different views, so I apologize here.”
“No need,” Papaloka stared at the glass, slightly curling the corner of her mouth, “Are you trying to play the emotional card now?”
Yang Ming laughed, “We are truly different, because I have a path ahead, whereas you face a dead end; I have the opportunity to enter the High-dinsional World in the future, as I am involved in more than three experintal projects by the Faya people.”
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