Abyss Solo

Hua Moli sighed with emotion:

"Moreover, Yang Ming, you must know that peace for humanity is hard-earned. Being able to live within a powerful regime is our greatest fortune.

"Look at those small countries; they are completely wiped out when faced with insect disasters. No one feels pity for them, and no one even goes to collect the bodies while international organizations constantly plead with various countries for funds.

"And then there's your homeland, the Luofeng Empire. The name sounds like a formidable nation, but in reality, it's just a vassal of the Sherman Empire. Constantly bled dry by the Sherman Empire, half of the population is below the subsistence level. People are actually going hungry in this age of civilization where we can jump to any corner of the Milky Way. Humanity still faces famine, it's simply..."

"This is all old news, hahaha!"

Yang Ming waved his hand:

"The current Wind is completely different from what you can find in online data."

"Really?"

"Yes," Yang Ming's gaze was somewhat distant. "It's because of the Battle of Ilando that the Sherman Empire has become more tolerant and respectful towards the Wind, waiving a decade of annual silver. Edwan, the Emperor of Luofeng, will be a wise ruler, and the alliance's non-expansion policy has proven effective. In a very short time, the Wind Alliance has already become an economic and military collective."

"Indeed, I read an article about it earlier."

Hua Moli's complexion was somewhat weary. He picked up a nearby cup and took a sip of his drink, smiling:

"That article was interesting. It analyzed the extraordinary expansion speed of the Wind Alliance.

"The article mentioned how the expansion of the Wind Alliance defies normal proliferation rates for an international organization. It all seems like a political layout prepared for decades or even centuries, rapidly completing economic and military integration.

"Now, an odd situation has emerged within the Wind Alliance, where member countries are quite unfamiliar with each other. The populace can't even remember the names of the member countries; they only know it is a regional alliance led by the Wind.

"The last insect swarm gave the Wind Alliance a tremendous opportunity and verified the powerful capability of such a regional military alliance in facing major natural disasters. The Wind Alliance suffered the least among the affected areas, which is quite incredible.

"The Wind Alliance has now entered a period of rapid development, and after the insect swarm, citizens of member countries have developed a strong sense of honor."

Yang Ming nodded beside him and said gently: "That's true."

"Well, Yang Ming," Hua Moli said seriously, "Have you considered what the future holds for the Wind?"

"Well..."

"The Sherman Empire will bleed you dry; it's inevitable," Hua Moli said seriously. "I'm not a politician nor a governance expert. My research receives partial government subsidies, but I can assure you I'm not part of the government. I'm just discussing this from an objective standpoint."

"Ah."

Yang Ming sighed:

"This is actually the issue I worry about the most.

"A vassal state to the Sherman Empire is like a reservoir, a blood bank that can be tapped at any time to support the Sherman Empire.

"The Wind citizens' anxiety is severe because everyone has finally seen hope, finally glimpsed the future. And now, the Luofeng Empire itself has become the most powerful among all the Empire's vassals, even possessing military strength equivalent to one-eighth of the Empire's regular forces, which already threatens the Sherman Empire.

"But where does the future lie? How should we proceed? I'm actually bewildered, and we all feel lost.

"The worst outcome now would be the Empire extending its hand towards the Luofeng Empire after the agreed terms expire, using the Luofeng Empire to bleed the entire Wind Alliance dry.

"No, those demons of Sherman will certainly do so."

"This is a rather tricky issue, Yang Ming."

Hua Moli fell into contemplation:

"Honestly, I don't know how to help you.

"Especially when the Sherman Empire is caught in turmoil both externally and internally. When this empire truly falls into crisis, it will struggle endlessly and seek any means to protect itself, with bleeding its vassal states being the best option."

Yang Ming's gaze was incredibly firm: "If they insist on oppressing us, then a battle between the two countries is inevitable."

"I wonder how many soldiers and civilians will sacrifice because of this."

Hua Moli's eyes were filled with worry.

"I'm sorry, I can't help with this. I know very few politicians. But if you want to talk to the Guel Alliance, I can ask if they know any officials from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"No need," Yang Ming said with a laugh, "I'm here on vacation, and during vacation, we don't talk about such things... Care to have a drink with me?"

"Alright, General. By the way, did you bring any friends, family, or attendants?"

"Why would I bring an attendant?" Yang Ming chuckled. "Am I so inept that I can't distinguish grains or take care of myself? If I can take care of myself, there's no need to exploit others, and besides, I currently have no family; just a few ex-girlfriends and mistresses."

"Oh, poor little baby!"

Hua Moli exaggeratedly spread his arms:

"In terms of age, I could be your grandfather, so I won't be polite with you."

"Get lost! Don't force me to beat up a scientist!"

"Hahaha!"

Hua Moli laughed unseriously, while Yang Ming had already started asking the hotel front desk for liquor.

Half a Galaxy Time later.

Hua Moli lay drunk on the bed, while Yang Ming, who should also have been drunk, spiritedly slipped out of the suite.

Of course, the suite was booked by him.

Lyu and Li respectively controlled two different batches of Mechanical Maids to conduct comprehensive inspections and preparations in advance.

Yang Ming went to the bathroom, took a portable detector, and returned to the side of the old man, Hua Moli, fiddling around.

The detector successfully connected to the auxiliary chip interface behind the old man's ear.

The old man was now in a deep sleep, as there were some additives in the alcohol, so Yang Ming didn't worry about him suddenly waking up.

Next, it was time for Li to steal the secrets.

"No way."

Li's voice quickly sounded in the hidden earpiece in Yang Ming's right ear:

"The encryption method of the auxiliary chip is realized through brain conception, which means that only when this professor thinks about the password itself can the password be unlocked. When he's not conscious, the three auxiliary chips are automatically locked."

"I knew it wouldn't be that simple."

Yang Ming mused aloud:

"Do we need some new method? Like a sensing helmet, or Dream Invasion Technology?"

"They are indeed very cautious, let me think."

From Yang Ming's left ear came Lyu's sweet voice: "Let me give it a try, Boss!"

"Hmm, go ahead."

"It seems there's indeed no way," Lyu quickly responded, "This type of auxiliary chip is highly bound to his brain, using a tiny amount of biotechnology that has reached nearly the fourth-level civilization standard, an impressive research institute."

"Each of the Four Great Rogues has something extraordinary," Yang Ming chuckled, "After all, these four rogues are considered representatives of the Faya people."

Li: "At least the beginning is not bad, we have to be patient enough."

Yang Ming asked: "Can I know what technology you actually want to get from this research institute now?"

Li replied quickly: "A technology for the adaptive adjustment of the human brain's neural network when Mechanical Thought Bodies overwrite it, evolved from memory rewriting technology. In the current human civilization of the Milky Way, only this research institute made a breakthrough 120 years ago.

"However, because the application scope of this technology is very narrow, it is not highly valued, yet as a high-tech precision technology, it is equally stored in the brain chips of each generation of technical staff."

"Alright," Yang Ming said, "Then keep thinking of ways, and I'll keep stabilizing this old man... to be honest, I quite like this wise old lecher."

Li: "Please do not casually disclose your personal preferences and strange fetishes to us."

Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly: "My Mimili is already on the way, say what you will."

Lyu gently sighed: "Boss, it seems there might be a small issue here that requires your attention."

"What's the matter? Just speak."

"On the merchant ship where Mimili is, I've detected seven or eight suspicious individuals... seems like, a pirate reconnaissance..."

Boss Yang was momentarily stunned.

Pirates, robbery, Mimili and Kolev?

This is really...

"You handle it, just don't let them expose themselves."

"Alright, it shouldn't be a big problem."