Chapter 1007 - 399: A Rare Vacation
After leaving the small Administrative Star where the research institute was located, Yang Ming sent a message to Bryant.
For no particular reason, he suddenly thought of Bryant and was concerned about how his 'long-time-no-see' subordinate was doing.
— In fact, he feared that Bryant might be silently turned into an Intelligent Machine.
Soon, Bryant replied. While Daphne was engaged in an online fan meeting, Yang Ming hid in the bathroom to have a video call with Bryant.
Normally, the orders Bryant received were from Lyu, mostly related to the Supermodified Organization.
With the impending insect swarm, the Empire needed some death squads and assault team members. The Imperial Dimension Upgrade Laboratory no longer required the Supermodified people to participate in experiments in advance, which greatly reduced Bryant's pressure.
"Master," Bryant's voice drilled directly into Yang Ming's ear through the hidden headset, "This insect swarm is actually an opportunity."
Yang Ming slightly raised an eyebrow: "Are you thinking of sneaking into the Emperor Star amidst the chaos?"
"Yes, Master, if I can enter the Emperor Star, I can quickly make the Empire your plaything."
"First, you're a bit arrogant, Bryant. Even if you control the Emperor, it won't affect the entire Empire, just like those big companies sometimes don't need their boss to operate."
"Second, even if you enter the Emperor Star, you'll be eliminated in no time. There are terrifying presences inside the Emperor Star... This is not intimidation."
Yang Ming lightly sighed:
"Do you think I haven't had similar thoughts? Don't think too much."
"Alright, Master," Bryant sighed lightly.
"Moreover," Yang Ming said earnestly, "When the Insect Race, the enemy of humanity, invades on a large scale, we should think about uniting as one. Even if it's just superficial obedience, we should uphold the responsibilities of our apparent identities. We can do some preparatory work before and after the insect swarm, but must absolutely not fire upon the Empire during the event."
Bryant laughed: "Master, you are always so righteous."
"It's a matter of principle."
Yang Ming said calmly, even he couldn't help but laugh.
"Regarding the Supermodified people, do something for me."
Yang Ming clicked his tongue lightly and continued:
"Although I dare not claim that this insect swarm is unprecedented, it will be the greatest threat humanity faces in the last few millennia of civilization."
"I want to teach the Supermodified people some experience in dealing with the Insect Race. Arrange for the Supermodified Organization to apply to the Military Department, let me go there as a mentor, and I can rest for half a month."
"Lately, I've almost split myself into ten people, with no time to rest, running around for the Empire."
Bryant laughed: "Sure, Master."
"I've told you how many times, call me Boss. With all the 'Master' this, 'Master' that, I feel like I'm at a cat maid café."
Yang Ming casually ended the call, and the surrounding jamming devices automatically disengaged.
He peeked outside and saw that Daphne hadn't returned yet. Calmly, he pulled a spray from his pocket and sprayed it on his groin.
In this way, he could assure that he wouldn't embarrass himself later.
Unfortunately, Daphne's charm had increased with her age. Sometimes a coquettish word could make Boss Yang's heart race, wanting to take her right then and there.
Nobody said he couldn't touch Daphne;
Even Mimili wouldn't mind if Yang Ming got involved with Daphne;
The medical technology that Daphne enjoys can keep her in her beautiful prime for decades, and she even intentionally imitates Catherine's manners, working hard to win Yang Ming's favor under a façade of 'just a couple on the surface.'
But Yang Ming always felt...
If he fell for Daphne, he would have concerns about turning against the Empire in the future.
He couldn't really become the Galaxy's Lyu Fengxian.
The renowned galaxy psychologist Lyu had analyzed Yang Ming carefully, stating that as long as Yang Ming could entice Daphne to rebel against the Empire with him, he wouldn't have a psychological burden in picking this charming flower.
But Yang Ming truly had no confidence in persuading this woman, so he could only follow the principle of avoiding when possible.
He activated the projection function on the network terminal, picked up the virtual book he hadn't finished last time, and flipped through it page by page.
As he grew older and gained more experience, Boss Yang found that he indeed lacked a lot of knowledge. The more he supplemented now, the more useful it might be in the future.
Tap, tap, tap.
Light footsteps of high heels came from outside the cabin door.
Then came the conversation between the maid and Daphne:
"Your Highness, the contraceptive you asked for... Are you really going to take this medication yourself? Although they claim to have no side effects now, forcing hormones into your endocrine system does always carry some risk."
"He doesn't like these, and given the current circumstances, we can't possibly nurture new life."
Daphne chuckled and said:
"Go take a rest, remember to send the lottery list to the agency."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Over ten seconds later, the cabin door opened. Daphne immediately looked toward the bed with a charming smile blooming on her lips.
"Darling, reading again? You are the Empire's most formidable warrior."
Click, the cabin door locked automatically, and Daphne's handbag emitted a faint light, encapsulating the entire room.
She stretched and complained: "These fans are so annoying, asking the same questions over and over."
"Hmm," without lifting his head, Yang Ming replied, "Being an idol means enduring these things. If you desire this level of support, don't complain too much."