Capítulo 967: Chapter 385: Peaceful Minter City Pays Highest Tribute to the White Ghost
Is this still the sa New Federation that got beaten up by him a few tis and didn’t even dare to fart when their base was taken over?
Destroying it is not enough, now they want to own it?
Goodness, if this fervor really exists, then the entire population must have masochistic tendencies.
Faced with the enemy, this isn’t just rcy; it’s like Buddha reincarnated. Even Gandhi would have to comnd the Federation with a “bravo”.
Yang Ming could only curse about it.
Minter City refers to this entire planet. The planet’s diater is relatively short, with a surface gravity of only 0.8 Galaxy Standard Gravity. Most of the surface has been transford into comfortable residential areas to accommodate half of the Milky Way’s elite class. The seabed is covered with automated and semi-automated factories, making it the New Federation’s most important high-tech production zone.
The rotation speed of Minter City is also quite fast, with a day and night cycle lasting only sixteen Galaxy Hours. They commonly use their own ti units here.
Thus, Yang Ming had barely closed his eyes when Griss inford him that Senator Allison had arrived.
Yang Ming originally planned to keep it simple.
But Griss, not feeling assured, followed and handed a button recording device to Yang Ming.
“Better to be safe; this is no joke. You need the backline to trust you.”
Yang Ming looked at the serious-faced Griss and, without much opposition, pinned the button to his chest.
When he took the multi-axis elevator into the hotel lobby and saw the ‘kindred spirit’ sitting in the lounge area, he couldn’t help but smile.
Allison had a monitoring device pinned to his chest as well, seemingly broadcasting live.
Interesting.
Yang Ming strolled over with his hands behind his back and sat opposite Allison. Allison didn’t bother to rise for a greeting. Upon sitting down, Yang Ming sighed.
Neither of them spoke first; they both watched the countless skyscrapers outside the window.
“Minter City is a nice place,” Yang Ming sighed.
Allison nodded slightly: “Mimili is also a nice lady.”
Yang Ming chuckled, “Sorry, she’s mine.”
“Is that so?” Allison said calmly, “I’m really curious, just how weak is your hotown that those guys give you such preferential treatnt?”
Yang Ming clicked his tongue, an intriguing thought erging in his mind.
The Second Pioneer in front of him had a deep-seated hatred with the Third Pioneer located in the Guel Alliance.
It was a relationship with a shot to the head.
Yang Ming calmly said, “You know about the resurrection opportunity, right?”
Allison raised an eyebrow slightly and nodded indiscernibly, “Don’t openly discuss these confidential topics.”
“Is there a need to hide it?” Yang Ming spread his hands and questioned, “When the ga begins, in a few years, each faction will suddenly grow by tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of people. Is that sothing that can be kept secret? Isn’t our value in properly managing these relationships and helping them integrate better?”
Allison said calmly, “We are competitors.”
“You’re wrong, Allison,” Yang Ming said calmly, “We don’t exist in competition. We’ve already separated from our holands, and therefore, we must serve our respective factions and make them stronger.”
Allison questioned, “If there is no competition, why are you working so hard against the New Federation?”
“I’m not against the New Federation; I’m against those enemies who want to deal with !”
Yang Ming stared at Allison:
“You should have known by now, the mont the ga starts, the instantaneous power pattern of the Milky Way will serve as the basis for the ga’s evolution.”
“Should I not expose the New Federation’s Buried Bug plan, allowing the Empire to be weakened by the New Federation, and then let my hotown, in factional conflict at the ga’s late stage, suffer a bitter defeat because of the main faction’s weakness?”
“This is sothing we must consider for our own position, Allison.”
“The Buried Bug plan wasn’t done by the New Federation,” Allison responded ticulously, then continued, “The New Federation is a democracy. We have always been maliciously attacked by other competitors.”
Yang Ming coldly laughed, staring at Allison.
Allison had little interest in continuing these ‘terms’, sighing softly: “Now, you’ve beco a hero of the New Federation, gained the love and acceptance of the people. What are you planning to do? Why not stay in the New Federation? The Empire is the real enemy; accommodating tens of billions more people is not a problem here.”
“Don’t try to challenge their ga rules.”
Yang Ming leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said calmly:
“You make your move, so of course, I choose to respond. As for what I’m going to do, let check the ti… It should already be online now; you can see for yourself.”
Allison frowned slightly, took out his network terminal, and glanced at it.
An incoming push notification appeared right before his eyes.
[White Ghost cordially invites Transford Soldiers across the New Federation for a friendly sparring combat match to determine if New Federation soldiers still possess the bloodiness that human warriors should retain.]
Allison looked up at Yang Ming, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes.
Yang Ming shrugged slightly: “Just an itch; don’t worry, I won’t cause any deaths.”
“What are you planning?”
“You’ll know tomorrow.”
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