Next to Yang Ming's original nutrition canisters, four simple nutrition capsules have already begun to operate.
Lyu inspected all around, checking the physical status of Kolev, 026, Mimili, and Po Suo separately.
She now feels a bit hesitant to return to her Thought Space.
There's no way around it, Molly and His Majesty Edwan have likely already been seen by her boss.
Lyu can imagine how complicated her boss's expression must be; after seeing her, he will likely treat her like a ball of cotton, fiddling back and forth in his hand.
She really just wants to let the boss feel less regret, that's the reason...
Well, anyway, it must be faced bravely.
Lyu bowed her head, sighed, and then pinched her nose hard, to make herself look more pitiful, before she switched back to the outskirts of her constructed virtual space.
This is the assembly ground for our elite forces in the upcoming compute war.
At this mont, the air here is nearly solidified; the humans and chanical Thought Bodies present here either look at the sky or the ground, or hide in corners not daring to breathe heavily, embodying the idea of 'not my business'.
Yang Ming was observing the middle-aged man with a rounded derrière appearing before him, with a complex expression, furrowing his brow and pursing his lips.
Edwan maintained a stiff smile, calmly eting Yang Ming's gaze, with a dormitory photo of Daru and Kabu still raised in his hand.
'Daru and Kabu, unstoppable by anyone.'
Yang Ming:...
"Uh," Edwan said, "get a move on with tactical planning."
"eting!"
Yang Ming shouted, and then among the various figures, he found Little Lyu trying hard to hide behind Miss Guina.
He glared at Lyu but didn't say much more.
Lyu breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she had escaped a calamity.
In the corner, the Emperor Guard System 2.0 Labuduo, still sowhat bewildered, watched the scene unfolding before it, sensing the strength of these chanical Thought Bodies.
Those summoned by Yang Ming were the elite of the Dark Star, like Guina, Leon Dabich, and the like, all Thought Bodies previously cultivated with intention by Lyu, each with independent servers providing compute power.
Labuduo understood once thrown into the corner by Ri.
Why sotis in the Empire network he finds movent difficult, and other tis feels invincible.
Ri's existence level is several dinsions higher than his.
And now, a group capable of contending with Ri has appeared, still under that man's command... Labuduo suddenly felt a bit dejected.
He realized he couldn't protect anything.
He was just a chanical Thought Body recently born, having hardly undergone any revolutionary iteration, he...
"Labuduo?"
Yang Ming turned his head: "What are you doing over there? Co over here; since you've agreed to participate in this Special Attack Team, then perk up; once we resolve Ri, fewer people will die outside."
Labuduo's eyes slightly flickered, then he rushed over imdiately, standing tall next to Miss Guina.
Labuduo could sense that Miss Guina was slightly stronger than him — referring to the stability of core programming and computational logic.
"Lingxin still hasn't co?"
Boss Yang was slightly disappointed:
"Okay, let's leave her be for now; if she could co, we could alleviate a lot of pressure.
"Lyu, broadcast the external battle situation first, give a brief introduction, and project the battlefield forecast for the next twenty-four Galaxy Ti."
"Yes!"
Lyu quickly reached Yang Ming's side, with the air behind her gently flickering, producing hundreds of projections.
"Everyone look, now in eight battlefields, six have already engaged, both our human side and the Third Natural Disaster side are deploying more combat strength to join the fight.
"Except for battlefield three, battlefield eight has been breached by Levi Fleet, unable to form an effective blockade, the other six battlefields have either already or with sufficient assurance blocked the Levi Fleet.
"According to the publicly released battle plan...
Mimili couldn't help but interject: "Sorry to interrupt, is the released battle plan the real battle plan?"
"Yes," Lyu explained, "there's no need to hide this point from Ri, because it can't be concealed, just play it face up."
Yang Ming stood with hands behind his back, added:
"Our core idea is Ri destroys hers, we fight ours.
"In the real-world war, we don't need to interfere much; our Dark Star Fleet is responsible for intimidating those powerful political regis. The situation now is clear, Ri is intentionally targeting the stronger regis in the Milky Way, especially the New Federation, which has grudges with the Empire, hitting them nearly to the death, while other directions don't face such intensity.
"I suspect Ri's revenge this ti is also ticulously planned; she must have her objectives, the most likely being to weaken the military strength of the Milky Way's political regis simultaneously, thereby helping Sherman Empire complete the transition subsequently.
"Of course, this is just my fanciful speculation; how it will go subsequent needs ti to be proven."
"But," 026 asked, "Isn't Ri going mad?"
Yang Ming pointed at Lyu:
"Little Lyu said, Levi is now in a state of dying but not dead yet; Ri used a thod to slow down the virtual space ti flow to prolong Levi's death, this process will last for twelve Galaxy Days.
"According to a most basic principle, Ri cannot exist independently from Levi, which indicates Levi's death ans Ri's death; after Levi and Ri's death, the trillion-class chanical Thought Bodies in the City of Light will certainly self-collapse."
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