Abyss Solo

Mimili came over to cause trouble.

As the Minister of the Protocol Department for the Molly Miss Group, the only pure human warrior under Yang Ming, Mimili had the trait of being 'a brick ready to be used', appearing wherever she was needed.

Major General Atro from the Military Intelligence Bureau had already reminded Yang Ming for the second time that there would be actions targeting the White Ghost at this concert.

However, the intelligence agents could not infiltrate the small circles of the Great Nobles, so they couldn't know exactly what they were planning.

Lyu had implemented five days of comprehensive monitoring inside and outside Saka Star, but no suspicious individuals had been detected. Three thousand dispersed Mechanical Guards and over three hundred highly realistic androids were ensuring security inside and outside the venue.

"Lyu, how many times have you checked?"

"Over twenty times," Lyu quickly put away his smile and spoke seriously, "We haven't found any suspicious figures for now. We've also deployed several of the latest brainwave detectors at the venue, which will issue warnings if any unusual brainwaves are detected."

Mimili mumbled, "Could there be such bio-bombs? Surface scans show it's human tissue, but it can self-assemble into... okay, I admit what I'm talking about is just a concept, no need to look at me like I'm an idiot!"

A miniature projection of the AI Molly stood on her shoulder, nodding repeatedly: "Exactly! Exactly! Our captain is no fool!"

Mimili rolled her eyes in exasperation.

026 reminded: "Boss, the only area we haven't been able to inspect is Daphne's supply ship."

"She won't let us board for inspection?"

"That's an Imperial warship; we aren't allowed on board," 026 snorted, "Our people are currently in a standoff with them."

Yang Ming said, "Put it on the screen for me."

Lyu raised his right hand, and with a slight opening of his index and thumb, a projection screen appeared in front of Yang Ming.

On the screen, Yang Ming's personal Earl guard was in a standoff with over a hundred Imperial soldiers.

Yang Ming recognized several familiar faces among his personal guard. The one who left the deepest impression was the 'Peterson', who was still supposed to be underage.

Yang Ming wondered aloud, "Has my personal guard recruited even such a kid?"

"Uh," Lyu whispered, "He was persistent, even forging his birth certificate and adjusting his ID time... Besides, boss, he's an excellent soldier."

"Alright," Yang Ming said no more, "This guy has a bit of pride, just like me."

Mimili feigned curiosity, softly asking, "Uncle Hanton, is this your illegitimate child?"

Yang Ming glared at her, and Mimili threw back her head and laughed continuously.

"Don't relax the surveillance of the surrounding airspace," Yang Ming said, "The nobles have a limited repertoire of ways to embarrass me. If they so much as touch a single hair on my people, I'll let them taste the iron fist of the White Ghost."

"Yes, boss."

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Yang Ming squinted his eyes, directing his gaze back to the concert itself.

There was already a large countdown projection in place; Daphne was about to take the stage. The live band was ready, with musicians already beginning their brief individual performances.

...

Major General Atro was very restless now.

It was already late at night on the planet where he was located, but he still had to crawl out of bed from where his young lover lay, reach his bombproof, eavesdrop-proof office, and open his special terminal to review the confidential documents just received.

There was no choice; the key role of the intelligence system was just so busy.

"Let me see, what's the emergency this time."

[Luofeng Empire Military Internal Environment Investigation Brief. Confidential Level: Three Stars.]

Hmm, this first piece of classified information is of no use.

The Foreign Affairs Bureau's comprehensive assessment thought that under their Emperor Edwan's leadership, the Luofeng Empire had lost control, so they took preemptive counteractions, which were not uncommon for the Military Intelligence Bureau system.

In Atro's view, this was merely a strategy by the Foreign Affairs Bureau.

A strategy to obtain funding and elevate their own value.

That Luofeng Empire, even if they formed a small alliance, so what?

Those experts, whose cerebral cortex folds are filled with human waste products, kept shouting every day that we were about to enter the next active period of the Insect Race and a turbulent era was imminent. So what if Luofeng enhanced their own strength?

The old folks at the Foreign Affairs Bureau were just looking for trouble.

The second item, oh, this is interesting.

Atro widened his eyes to examine closely.

[A piece of intelligence intercepted from a Central Intelligence Agency operative. Confidential Level: Five Stars.]

Atro immediately clicked on the news; the thing that had just shaken him was this piece of information with five-star reading access.

The content was...

Atro shot up from his chair.

He stared at the screen before him, forcing himself to calm down. Seeing the simple words scrolling across the screen made him immediately grasp his network terminal.

Find the Third Uncle!

No, wait, quickly find Hanton!

These bastards planned to use chemical gas to attack the charity concert on Saka Star!

...

A few minutes ago.

Outside the flagship of Princess Daphne's on Saka Star.

Two groups of soldiers were in direct confrontation. Yang Ming's private army, wearing basic Imperial uniforms and bearing the White Ghost 'helmet' insignia, clearly held the advantage in both numbers and equipment.

But the Imperial military order posed by the opposing side prevented the private troops from forcibly entering.

They could only exchange words and make requests.