Chapter 128: 077 Give him a lesson
Ilando Star’s sunset poured over the villa’s dining table and illuminated Yang Ming’s eyes.
Having just left the Imperial Palace after three days of tiring work, Yang Ming wore only a pair of boxer shorts, with an empty coffee cup beside him.
In the seat next to him, Lyu, at normal human size, wore a shirt and pleated skirt like a young girl’s outfit, and was solemnly crossing her arms, seemingly pondering a difficult problem.
As Kolev descended the spiral staircase, he witnessed the scene.
The old man humd a few tis, a bit worried, and asked, “Did you two… try virtual and physical male-female interaction?”
Lyu blinked, letting her hands phase through each other, and smirked, “As expected, even if a human’s male hormonal system is depleted, they always maintain the logic of thinking with the lower half.”
“Hey!” Kolev quickly defended himself, “It’s clearly because he’s not wearing clothes! You can’t bla
for overthinking!”
“My clothes just got washed,” Yang Ming rubbed the tip of his nose, grinning, “I now have Miss Windsor, and our relationship is progressing smoothly, so no need to worry about that, my dear Uncle.”
“Did you achieve anything in the past three days?”
Kolev pulled out a chair and sat down, asking with concern, “If not, honestly, I think stepping away from this corrupt planet for the ti being is a wise choice.”
“The gains are significant, but you could also say there’s no gain; it’s just that we clarified who our real opponent is.”
Yang Ming interlocked his fingers, resting them in front of his nose.
He spoke slowly,
“The Old Emperor is an intelligent machine of the Sherman Empire, and we may soon have the chance to directly confront the Sherman Empire’s warships and cannons.
“Uncle Haton, I want to extend an invitation again; you can now choose to withdraw completely, and I’ll prepare ample compensation for you.”
Kolev furrowed his brows tightly.
“By this, I’m absolutely not looking down on you, Kolev.”
Yang Ming’s gaze was sincerely earnest,
“I have a way out. Feinan’s particle transmission and ultra-short-ti jump maneuverability allow
to retreat anyti, but you can’t…
“To be honest, I’ve gambled with my life several tis, but I’m really gambling with yours.”
Kolev’s elderly face flushed with anger.
“Well, thank you so much!”
“Just joking.”
Yang Ming said seriously,
“At first, I didn’t take Luofeng Empire too seriously. It lacks autonomy, and the military’s independence and the royal family’s incompetence made
think it’s just a piece of fat at. But under the fat lies the hunter’s barrel, and we aren’t just taking food from a tiger’s mouth; we’re aiming to secure an Administrative Star under the watchful eyes of the Sherman Empire.
“This is very challenging and even more dangerous; if we overdo things or circumstances spiral out of control, we will inevitably suffer the Empire’s destructive assault.”
Kolev t his gaze.
The two seed to return to that small stealth boat, silently observing the battle outside Olhaif Planet’s atmosphere.
“Oh, with you saying this suddenly, I can’t decide imdiately…”
Kolev murmured after pondering a few tis,
“I enjoy seeking thrills; you know that, Yang Ming, I compared life in the Cas Federation estate with everything I’m going through now in the past few days, and I like the feeling of dancing in danger.
“I’m already old and don’t have much of such days left to try, and Mimili has her own life.”
“I recall you said,” Yang Ming said softly, “you haven’t lost the heart to challenge the strong, right?”
“The point is,” Kolev squinted and smiled, “if I stay, I can reap more benefits, can’t I? A giant rchant of a dium-sized country, influencing politics, manipulating the economy, acquiring resources, and still enjoying the respect of those so-called nobles, right?”
“That’s the case.”
Yang Ming said sincerely, “I hope you can stay and help .”
“I’m not planning to leave for now,” Kolev slightly tilted his head, “but kid, rember, you must give
enough compensation and show
so phased results. And… stop gambling my life! You could let
know in advance to leave!”
Yang Ming laughed, “I’ll try.”
“Go get so clothes on, or crawl into bed and sleep! You’re not being a gentleman at all now.”
Kolev grumbled as he left the dining table.
Yang Ming and Lyu exchanged a glance, both letting out a sigh of relief almost simultaneously.
Beep beep.
Yang Ming received a ssage from Lyu right in front of him on his watch.
[Boss, Kolev reacted as you expected, all sorted successfully here.]
Yang Ming tapped the watch for a mont.
[Lyu, we need a visible operator; Kolev is essential, and his personal safety must be protected. Imdiately start implenting the first step of the backup plan, quickly selecting a suitable Resource Star. If its resources can support our early developnt, so much the better. I also need to figure out how to get more money, the Planet Transformation System, automated chanical factories, and high-computation mainfra arrays… they’re all gold-eating monsters.]
Lyu said softly, “Boss, let’s give a na to our future intelligent machine planet.”
There was a hint of expectation in her eyes.
“Comrade Little Lyu, don’t ss around with such formalities.”
Yang Ming sternly reprimanded before he gazed at Kolev’s slender figure working out in the living room.
Yes, ever since it was confird that the Sherman Empire used an intelligent machine to impersonate the Old Emperor, Yang Ming decided to launch the backup plan.
Intelligent chanical Crisis is just that, an intelligent chanical crisis.
Why is it that the Sherman Empire can undertake it, but he cannot?
Moreover, the chanical Thought Body cultivated by Lyu fundantally differed from artificial intelligence; the forr was more independent and didn’t intentionally explore their relationship with humans.
Yang Ming leaned back slightly, speaking gently, “Dark Star, how’s that for a na? It represents that this planet is hidden in the shadows and won’t appear on the surface map of the Milky Way.”
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