Capítulo 974: Chapter 388: Insect Swarm Countdown
[This morning, the Imperial Investigation Team released a major statent.
According to the actual investigation conducted by the team, it has now been confird that there is a high probability that the New Federation possesses the capability to produce liquid tal assassination robots.
Similarly, the investigation team also cannot rule out the possibility that the New Federation may later attempt to use the sa ans to destroy the Empire’s operational system.
This investigation also found that the relevant patented technologies of the New Federation are already ahead of the Empire, excluding any technology they might have hidden.
Below is an excerpt from an interview with the head of the investigation team, Empire hero Hanton.
“Yes, the New Federation is very strong in these fields. Their intelligent machine technology and the imaginative extensions of these technologies are all above us, which makes feel a sense of urgency. The Empire is no longer leading in every aspect…”
“Emperor Star Briefing” brings you the latest consultation.]
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The projection screen vanished with a swoosh sound.
In a lakeside villa living room near the Military Intelligence Bureau base, Yang Ming sat shirtless on the sofa, slightly lost in thought.
He had just woken up, his brain still in the process of booting up, now filled with Mimili’s beautiful body and that deadly moaning sound.
Oh, heaven, such stimulation…
Wearing a super-sensory helt to simulate the human reproduction ceremony really makes one lose interest in this kind of thing!
It directly raises the ‘pleasure threshold’!
He was still young, still not done with his wild days, so he wouldn’t dare to always use this thod.
Mimili probably didn’t expect that combining the primal life impulse with machinery would put such a heavy load on the body.
She was still sound asleep in the upstairs bedroom, too exhausted for the maid robot in the villa to even change the sheets, unable to wake her up with all the shouting.
Playful.
Advanced civilizations really know how to play.
Boss Yang shook his head, lay back on the sofa with his eyes closed, and decided to let his brain rest for a bit longer.
Suddenly, the watch emitted a beeping sound.
In a daze, Yang Ming glanced at it, took a deep breath, and tapped to connect.
The watch projected a few beams of light, weaving together the figure of a human wearing a white robe, like so kind of religious officiant.
An Asexual Angel, Yang Ming’s secret henchman, Bryant.
Bryant’s expression seed to be suppressing so kind of impulse, his smooth blue long hair swaying gently with no trace of dyeing.
He asked softly, “Long ti no see, dear Mr. Ghost, are you available to chat with now?”
“Mm,” Yang Ming replied, too lazy to open his eyes, “Rest assured, as long as I’m not on the Emperor Star, no one can monitor .”
“Master.”
Bryant exhaled lightly.
As if uttering these two words allowed him to shed a lot of pressure.
He smiled and asked, “Did you just wake up from a hangover?”
“Worse than a hangover,” Yang Ming pressed his brow, “This is the price of pleasure… Is there sothing urgent?”
“Yes, but not really urgent, just so concerns.”
Bryant sighed:
“Recently, over at the Dinsion Ascension Laboratory, they have repeatedly broken the original agreent, summoning many supermodified people ahead of schedule and urging the Supermodified Organization to hatch more supermodified people quickly for subsequent experints.
“These are things that the supermodified people can’t know, but since I now control a bit more, I obtained this information.
“This makes feel very repressed. I have several decades of lifespan remaining, but I’m also worried that it may be my turn in the coming years.
“They have high expectations for as a ntal-type supermodified person.”
Yang Ming regained so ntal clarity.
He had heard a bit about this matter before, but didn’t expect Bryant would have this worry too.
Yang Ming said, “You can prepare in advance, after all, the higher-ups of the Supermodified Organization are your subordinates now. When they get the news to grab you for the experint, you can just slip away.”
“Slip away?”
“I an escape,” Yang Ming laughed, “Just as well, go help your captain.”
Bryant’s eyes lit up: “I knew it, you, the great one, would not be subservient to a decadent royal family! Why should these diocre and incompetent ordinary humans get your loyalty?”
Yang Ming:…
“Yes, that’s right.”
Boss Yang slowly nodded, displaying a standard villainous smirk:
“I have grand plans, just need to implent them step by step. What you’ve seen now isn’t the real .”
“Bryant is willing to give everything for you,” Bryant said, a hint of intoxication in his voice.
Yang Ming:…
Damn, ntal control is really wicked!
Such control techniques can constantly implant psychological suggestions into the controlled person, making them reinforce self-hypnosis.
The Empire’s thought-imprint experints have a similar effect.
Yang Ming gently asked, “Did you co to chat because of overwhelming pressure?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Don’t worry, Bryant,” Yang Ming smiled, “If they call upon you, just hide or get in touch with tily.”
“Rest assured, Master, with your permission and knowing your great ideals, there’s nothing for to fear!”
Bryant’s gaze was incredibly firm:
“I will let them see just how excellent supermodified life forms are!
“I will provide them enough shock, of course, all under your guidance and permission.”
He bowed deeply to Yang Ming.
Yang Ming nodded with a smile, continuing to encourage Bryant with a few words.
He suddenly thought of sothing.
“Bryant, you haven’t added any more to your collection lately, have you?”
“You don’t like such matters, so I’ve restrained myself a lot.”
Bryant showed a shy smile:
“Having a heart of compassion for the weak is the noble quality I have gathered from you.”
Yang Ming nodded: “Then is there a chance to restore those collectibles you made before?”
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