Abyss Solo

Boss Yang expressed his satisfaction.

Initially, he had limited expectations for Emilia, thinking only that she would grow into a cultivated, intelligent girl, and that would be enough;

Before leaving Wind, he would leave Emilia a few Guina-level intelligent machines to help her fulfill Elder Ai's ideals.

But now, it seems that Emilia already possesses certain leadership abilities.

With continuous experience, allowing Emilia to slowly grow, her future as a leader capable of taking on great responsibilities is not merely talk.

"Ah."

Yang Ming lay down, resting his head on his arm, crossed his legs, and a faint smile played on his lips.

Two words: comfortable.

It's like suddenly realizing that all the effort put in has been endowed with another positive meaning, bringing an unexpected sense of joy.

Then Lyu splashed cold water on Yang Ming:

"Boss, it seems the Guel Alliance is discussing handing you over to the New Federation."

"Hmm? They are so soft?"

"I can't eavesdrop on their high-level meetings yet. What can be known is the country's Prime Minister has personally inquired about this matter, which was previously handled by Duoduo Moduo, the Chief of Staff."

Lyu laughed, saying:

"Should I stir up some public opinion?

This country's political correctness is quite interesting; the citizens express dissatisfaction with the government as a symbol of freedom, and many social organizations exist to oppose for the sake of opposition. As soon as the ruling party makes any decision, the opposition party opposes it without a second thought."

"Let it unfold."

Yang Ming hummed softly with his eyes closed:

"Emilia is already so radical, if I'm more conciliatory than her, how can I be her guiding light?"

"Understood! Mission guaranteed!"

Lyu giggled a few times and left Yang Ming's ear.

Yang Ming yawned, as drowsiness gradually overcame him, and he decided to sleep first.

Thus, Boss Yang fell asleep hazily, and soon began to snore.

Approximately five or six Galaxy Time later, Yang Ming heard a furious knocking at the door.

"Who is it?"

Boss Yang murmured with some impatience, rising and yawning deeply.

Do not ask why there were no tears in his eyes;

The Ancient God Life Form does not secrete tears of weakness.

The knocking sound persisted, the explosion-proof door opened again, and a group of over ten people entered Yang Ming's view.

This caught Yang Ming somewhat by surprise.

It wasn't the Wind mission coming to take him back, nor was it the New Federation delegation coming to trouble him, nor the high-level officials of the Guel Alliance, but rather... a deputy director from the Sherman Empire Foreign Affairs Bureau, a few bureau officials, two generals, and Brunswick and other supermodified people serving as attendants and guards.

Yang Ming and Brunswick's eyes met for a moment.

Yang Ming concluded that Brunswick had recognized him through mental identification.

Brunswick maintained a faint smile, following the deputy director without giving Yang Ming any reaction.

"General Yang Ming!"

The deputy director — a slightly plump woman in a purple business suit, with greying hair — extended her right hand.

"I am a special envoy from the Sherman Empire, here by the great Emperor's order to rescue and protect the meritorious general defending our nation's sovereignty and territory!

"Please come with me, General Yang Ming."

Yang Ming did not hide his dissatisfaction.

He frowned as he gazed at this group, his thoughts racing.

...

Why didn't Lyu alert me?

Yang Ming's first thought was this, followed by hearing Lyu's quiet complaint:

"Boss, you were sleeping so soundly, I couldn't wake you... I couldn't prod you in any way..."

Yang Ming chuckled speechlessly, realizing his recent late nights had indeed left him excessively fatigued.

Lyu had started quickly reporting, briefly explaining how these individuals came about.

Although Sherman Empire remained chaotic internally, the Imperial Foreign Affairs Bureau was still immensely powerful, and they directly pressured the strong Guel Alliance.

The Imperial Mission's escort fleet consisted of only thirty or so ships of various types, most of them stopped near the Alliance's border.

Yet they spoke confidently, acted domineeringly, and the mission dismissed the New Federation's protests and the Guel Alliance's rejections; two transport ships forcibly descended upon Yang Ming's settlement.

They outright stated:

Anyone targeting the Sherman Empire Mission is akin to declaring war on Sherman Empire.

At that moment, Guel Alliance's top officials urgently convened, facing the Imperial Mission's demand for [safe transfer of Yang Ming], without getting a chance to say 'no,' the mission had already appeared before Yang Ming.

This is the Empire's confidence;

This is the special treatment only the Imperial Invincible Fleet receives.

Lyu swiftly finished saying this, and Yang Ming's thoughts began to come alive.

"What's wrong, General Yang Ming?"

The female deputy director smiled slightly:

"Are you afraid we are New Federation intelligence personnel in disguise?

"Indeed, there have been similar incidents in the past, but I can assure you that those before you are officials from the Sherman Empire.

"If you truly don't believe it, here are our credentials."

Yang Ming remained silent, taking the credentials handed by the 'secretary' nearby, scrutinizing them closely.

"General Yang Ming."

The female deputy director began her persuasive speech:

"We've heard of the New Federation's assassination attempt and immediately activated protection mechanisms, inscribing the protection of vassal states into the Sovereign Country treaty.

"Now you can fully trust us, we will safely bring you back to Sherman Empire, the Wind mission can follow along. Once we confirm your safety, you can return directly to Ilando Star.