Abyss Solo

"Alright," Yang Ming said, "let's not talk about my home planet for now. How about the Dreadnought at my doorstep? Honestly, I'm so scared."

Yang Ming couldn't help but chuckle twice.

"I really can't imagine how someone as wise as you would make such a decision. Are you trying to use Saka Star's tens of millions of people to threaten me?"

"The Dreadnought was indeed ordered by me to come over," Director Eno said.

"It seems you forgot," Yang Ming said, "assuming you really bombard Saka Star, the negative impact will destroy the foundation of the Empire's rule."

"No," Director Eno said calmly, "firing on civilians is such a foolish idea that it won't be executed. Furthermore, with experience from Po Suo, I don't think the destruction of your body would cause your will to vanish. Moreover, I'm not foolish enough to offend the Faya people."

"So, what is your purpose for deploying this Dreadnought?"

"To test your attitude."

Director Eno clicked his tongue:

"I never believed it before, Hanton. I always thought that as a Pioneer like you, you've already been bound by the Faya people's rules. The Empire is the future camp of your homeland. How could you betray the Empire? You still rely on us to give your home planet a place to survive.

"But now, I've confirmed that you seem to have other plans.

"You've been maintaining fame, which makes me a bit suspicious. You used two videos and a live broadcast against the Dreadnought to incite public protests, and that makes me start to believe.

"Now, with the incident involving Count Quigen, you've ignited class warfare within the Empire, which makes me..."

"Let me interrupt you," Yang Ming said seriously, "I admit that I indeed had the intention to challenge you before. I wanted to gain a more transcendent status than now, but the incident of Count Quigen being killed wasn't my doing."

Director Eno was slightly startled.

He stared at Yang Ming: "It wasn't you?"

"Then tell me, what is my purpose?"

Director Eno was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "To become the new ruler."

Yang Ming: ...

"Isn't it? Is your silence an admission, Hanton?"

"This is simply," Yang Ming smiled wryly, "incredible, unbelievable. For a moment, I didn't know how to respond. Becoming the new ruler... to put it bluntly, it's too low-level, Director."

"Low-level?" Director Eno laughed, "But as long as this assumption holds, everything becomes reasonable."

Yang Ming smirked slightly: "Your imagination is too rich. I can be honest with you; you can also verify with other Pioneers, like the New Federation's congressman, and Pioneer No.5 directly controlled by the Military Intelligence Bureau... I don't have time, Director Eno. Faya's game has a final deadline, and it's getting closer."

Daphne, beside Yang Ming, showed a slight change in expression.

Yang Ming continued: "Before this deadline arrives, I must prepare everything, then... I will most likely be summoned by the Faya people. The Faya people won't allow me to disrupt their rules, and if I don't disrupt the rules, my home planet stands no chance."

Director Eno frowned, looking at Yang Ming.

With his years of experience in judging people, or just by intuition, he felt that Yang Ming didn't seem to be lying.

This...

"What I want is respect, and to ensure my home planet won't be enslaved by the Empire."

Yang Ming gazed at Director Eno:

"So I can't bear to let go of this public opinion, because I need attention. After I leave this dimension, I need this public sentiment to benefit my home planet.

"Moreover, Director Eno, have you considered this logic?"

"Go ahead."

"After becoming an Ancient God Warrior of the Faya people, I'll have the opportunity to communicate directly, to negotiate directly with them."

Yang Ming sincerely explained:

"Entering the high-dimensional world allows me to better guard my home planet. I'm dissatisfied with the Empire, because you've shown little respect and tried to subdue me, to bend my spine. But I have dimensional ascension ability. How could I submit to lower-dimensional beings?

"I don't know what those old men in the Sherman family who control power are thinking, but I want to say to them one thing...

"Screw you."

"I'm not someone you can control."

Director Eno slowly nodded, without any sign of anger.

He was silent for two minutes, seemingly pondering something, then finally asked, "Then, Hanton, who do you think orchestrated all of this?"

"The New Federation CIA, I can only think of them," Yang Ming said, "Director Eno, now requires someone with a big-picture perspective, someone truly wise, to step up and find solutions to the current issues. You can't count on me sacrificing my credibility with the people to help the Empire through the crisis. Not causing trouble for the sake of Daphne is already a concession."

Director Eno asked, "You don't want to help?"

"Depends on the terms you offer," Yang Ming said earnestly, "Don't just say empty words; show some sincerity."

Eno said, "I'll immediately have them withdraw the fleet, have the Imperial Military Department publicly apologize to you. Come to Emperor Star to continue discussing the terms of cooperation, how about that?"

Yang Ming thought for a moment: "Okay, have them retreat first."

"Give me a few minutes."

Director Eno raised his hand and cut off the communication.

Boss Yang raised an eyebrow.

As long as Wind isn't exposed, the Empire won't understand his motives and goals.

The feeling of using real words to fool them, especially fooling the head of the Imperial Biochemical Research Lab... it feels quite good.

"Let's go, Daphne," Yang Ming said, "let's head to Emperor Star together."

Daphne: ...

Uncle Eno came at a rather inopportune time.