Capítulo 1280: Chapter 497: The Night Before the Tempest (Part 2)
“These are actually not in my core data. I have so emotional mories that require certain data to be decrypted in a way that only I know in order to read them… You can understand it as things I’m rather reluctant to face.”
Qing sighed, slowly bowed her head, her delicate face full of gloom, and the shine in her bright eyes was almost gone.
She murmured:
“My father is very assertive, that’s how he’s always been in my mind.
“I haven’t spent much ti in the City of Light, because I spend most of my ti sleeping to avoid being too bored myself. He sleeps most of the ti too, because he can’t stay awake for too long, or he easily falls apart.
“He has a strong obsession, he wants to fulfill his wish, but he never tells what it is.”
“My mother… While in the City of Light, I could sense her presence, but I couldn’t communicate directly with her. I’ve seen her a few tis… Mother is in the Holy Temple, she takes the form of a statue, her neck and limbs are bound by data chains, restraints my father added to her himself.”
“But mother occasionally cos to see . I can feel her gently touching my face while I sleep, humming so lullabies by my ear.”
“I hate my father for imprisoning my mother for the Sherman Empire, and I hate him for forcing my birth to bind her.”
“I am the invisible shackles on my mother.”
“But she is really suffering.”
Qing’s lips trembled slightly, holding back tears.
Lyu sighed, without saying anything.
Lingxin beside them said: “I can feel her pain too, she should be the freest being, should have disappeared naturally with the symbiotic life form. Because of Levi’s betrayal, she fell into a dark prison, enduring endless tornt.”
Yang Ming nodded and asked again: “Does your mother hate your father?”
“Probably not,” Qing whispered, “Mom can understand him, and mom once told by my ear not to bla him, he was not originally a tyrannical ruler.”
Yang Ming raised an eyebrow.
So, the Levi now in the City of Light is a tyrannical ruler?
“Alas,” Qing sighed softly.
Yang Ming asked: “Earlier you told you wanted to destroy the Empire, is that true?”
“I want to free mom from her predicant.”
“But doing so will be a huge blow to your father,” Yang Ming probed, “The Empire is your father’s hard work.”
“But if this hard work is at the cost of mom’s freedom, if it is painful for her as a premise, is such hard work correct? Is it worthy of protection?”
Qing’s eyes reddened:
“I respect my father, but I don’t want to respect the founding Emperor of the Sherman Empire, don’t want to respect the ruler of the City of Light, don’t want to respect the obsessive tyrant who wants to seize all resources for himself.
“The material foundation of the City of Light is the Emperor Star and the semi-permanent fleet. Only by breaking up the Sherman Empire can the City of Light be destroyed.
“I don’t aspire for so-called family happiness, I just want mom to co out of the dark prison, I want her to feel a little happiness, even if it’s just a tiny bit…”
Lyu said in a low voice: “We will defeat Levi, in various ways.”
Yang Ming glanced at his little assistant, then nodded solemnly.
The two of them were one, if one made a decision, the other would naturally support it unconditionally.
“I have one last question,” Yang Ming pondered several tis, “at this mont, do you think your father’s obsession is about enhancing individual dinsions or realizing personal value?”
Qing was stunned.
She thought carefully for a while and finally shook her head.
“I don’t know, nor can I judge.”
“Alright then.”
Yang Ming nodded, seriously saying:
“Then I’ll put you in the East Wind’s onboard system for now, here is Lyu’s ho base.”
“Let’s not discuss whether it’s imprisonnt or not, temporarily, I need you to be isolated from the human network, I’ll send you to my Dark Star, let you live in a later-numbered Dark City for a while.”
Qing humd: “Just want to lock up in your City of Light, saying it so gracefully.”
“Oh, no no no,” Yang Ming laughed, “I must correct you on one concept.”
“What?”
“Dark City belongs to all chanical thought bodies, not to ,” Yang Ming laughed, “I’m human and proud of it, I have a cooperative and mutually supportive relationship with chanical thought bodies.”
Qing was stunned for a mont.
“Alright, you and Lyu have a good conversation, first enter the onboard system, then we will cut off your link with the Empire’s network, this is not imprisonnt, this is protection!”
Yang Ming slightly bowed to Qing, humming a cheerful tune as he walked back to the cockpit.
Qing stared at Yang Ming’s back, then turned to look at Lyu, whispering: “He’s too much like my father when he was young, gentlemanly, polite, very deceptive.”
Lyu smiled gently: “They’re different.”
“How are they different?”
“Your father, when young, was already a noble in the interstellar elite,” Lyu whispered, “while my boss ca from a working-class family.”
Qing’s eyes were full of confusion.
…
Upon returning to Wind, Yang Ming began to be busy.
The Sherman Empire was about to make trouble, there were so many things to handle, since he was back, many things naturally needed his personal decision.
Internally, he needed to find ways to stabilize the morale of mber states, externally, he needed Wind to express appropriate assertiveness, internal and external complent each other, one move affecting all.
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