Abyss Solo

"Where is my uncle?"

Mimili looked at the small display in her palm showing Little Lyu, then glanced up at the luxurious hotel's interior, complaining slightly:

"Isn't Uncle coming out to meet us? We haven't seen each other for a while!"

Lyu hurriedly said: "Well, our boss is off socializing, it's a necessary action."

Beside them, the intergalactic energy tycoon 'Haton Kolev' chuckled: "He's a busy man, you need to learn to understand. After all, you chose to start this romance yourself."

"Alright."

Mimili shrugged her slim shoulders:

"My sisters are waiting at the border now, and I'm not sure why he let me come on vacation and bring my subordinates along."

Old Kolev made a gesture for silence.

Kolev said seriously: "Caution is a valuable quality. Maintaining enough caution at all times and places is the only secret to my survival until retirement."

"Okay," Mimili nodded in agreement, accustomed to this style of lecturing.

Lyu smiled: "I've arranged the two best suites here with the best views for the pair of you, there will be maid robots accompanying and serving you throughout. You can call me directly through them if you have any questions."

"Thank you, Sister Lyu! When will he be back?"

Lyu smiled: "That's not clear, but definitely tonight."

"Then I have to really prepare!"

Mimili rolled up her sleeves, pressed her slender waist, and stared ahead at the lobby, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Although her last encounter with Uncle Hanton wasn't too long ago, she felt like it had been a long, long time.

So many things had happened during this time.

In Mimili's perspective, the powerful Sherman Empire had already been disrupted by uncle's chain of strategies, everything was developing in favor of the Luofeng Empire, and it all stemmed from the death of Emperor Edwan of the Wind. Uncle Hanton was the one behind all this.

A terrifying yet charming uncle.

The floating suitcase followed the father and daughter duo, and Mimili hummed a cheerful tune.

In the Thought Space, Lyu wiped some sweat, looking up at the projection screen locking on her boss, inside was an old and a young man, flowers blooming, and music playing endlessly, it was really... not something Miss Mimili should see.

...

Sweet singing with sweet lips, smooth skin and fair legs.

Professor Hua Moli hadn't had much to drink, yet in this atmosphere, he was already slightly tipsy and lightly intoxicated.

It's true, the characteristic shops of the Guel Alliance were indeed impressive.

In these larger-scaled specialty shops, there weren't just beauties fitting the normal human aesthetic of fair-skinned and long-legged, there were some uniquely attractive individuals as well.

Of course, not only beauties.

Among the staff at these shops, the male-to-female ratio was one to one, encompassing all sorts of customer needs.

In the warm-toned luxurious suite, old Professor Hua Moli sang a melodious tune, with two young girls beside him gently swaying to the rhythm.

Boss Yang crossed his legs, watching this familiar scene with a smile.

Though, back then that electric hip... no, cough.

The friend from back then had sacrificed for his ideals, but the result was merely a delayed crisis.

Therefore, Yang Ming felt a bit low, regardless of how much the two Guel beauties beside him tried to persuade him into drinking, he only smiled and shook his head, insisting on drinking only beverages.

He was contemplating a question, precisely the matter Lyu wanted him to ponder over a few minutes ago –

How to keep this old professor.

Or perhaps, find some reason to smoothly bring this old professor back to his research institute.

Lyu urgently wanted the technology stored in the auxiliary chip inside the professor's brain;

Since Yang Ming was now cooperating with Lyu, it was only natural to exert effort and take it one step at a time.

Several bold ideas flashed through Yang Ming's mind, but these either conflicted with his interests or were too aggressive, potentially causing minor issues, leading Yang Ming to reject them one after another.

At present, the relationship between Yang Ming and Professor Hua Moli was like ships passing in the night, meeting a soulmate, mutually appreciating each other, being too hasty might destroy this relationship, gaining nothing from the loss.

Taking a step back, Yang Ming had actually done quite a bit to assist Lyu.

— He had previously made Professor Hua Moli drunk, linked a detector to the chip in the professor's head; it was Lyu who couldn't manage the chip's encryption technology.

"Yang Ming! Oh! Are you the legendary good kid? Don't be too reserved! Let loose a bit!"

The old professor laughed heartily, then followed the rhythm with his two companions, shaking his old arms and legs.

Yang Ming truly feared this old man's waist might suffer some mishap.

"Just enjoy yourself," Yang Ming laughed, "My girlfriend might soon arrive here to join me, I better be mindful."

"Oh! What a party pooper!"

Hua Moli winked at Yang Ming, then swore:

"Look, we're not doing anything illegal, everything is within the bounds of the law.

"They like you, Yang Ming, show some appreciation! Give them a bit of response!"

The two girls beside Yang Ming moved closer to him.

Boss Yang politely yet firmly kept them at bay, saying softly: "Just have something to drink, I'll cover the bill tonight."

"No, no, no, we agreed, my treat tonight!"

Hua Moli laughed:

"Although I'm not as wealthy as you, the General, this expenditure isn't something to shirk from, it concerns a man's reputation!"