"Yang Luo walked back to the prison from outside?"

Edwang looked at the intelligence officer in front of him and couldn't help but lean back, with a slight smile on his lips.

He turned his head and glanced at the beautiful woman who was laughing with several maids on the batting ground not far away.

She was a princess of the Sherman Empire, one with the right to inherit the throne, but she was ranked very low.

Similarly, Her Royal Highness the Princess is Edwang's current nominal lover. The two of them have also had some intimate exchanges after quitting the maid, and they feel pretty good about each other.

But Edwan knew that this was an ordinary royal love affair that was destined to have no results.

"Your Highness," the intelligence officer smiled, "do you want to summon Viscount Yang Luo?"

"Summoned?"

Edwang frowned and said: "I don't like this term. From now on, regarding Yang Luo, treat him on the same level as me. He is my best friend, you understand."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Edwang turned to look at the princess and said slowly: "Tell me, if I take this highness to visit the prison, will she find it very strange?"

"this."

"What a great idea."

Adwang picked up the ice-cold drink in front of him, raised his head and took a sip, then stood up and walked to the batting ring.

The intelligence officer aunt couldn't help but raise her hand to her forehead.

The lowest floor of the main building of the suburban prison is Yang Luo's exclusive space.

On the projection screen, Gudun Maha's thin face reported solemnly on the current mixed situation of the Fourth Fleet and the Sixth Fleet.

The support provided by the Sherman Empire allowed the Fourth Fleet, which suffered heavy losses, to recover quickly.

The New Federation was suppressed by the Sherman Empire, Luofeng ushered in a rare peace, and the new recruits in each fleet were also being trained urgently.

/According to your request, the promotion path for young men in the military has been unlocked, and most of the young officers worth training have been placed in positions with potential for advancement.

"It's just that the corrupt style in the Luofeng Army cannot be developed in a short time, nor can it be corrected in a short time. It still needs to be improved step by step."

Yang Luo nodded, put down the refreshing drink in his hand, and asked softly: "Did you encounter any difficulties?"

"If it's difficult," Gudun Maha said in a deep voice, "the old emperor sent a messenger and offered me a very high price, hoping that I would sell the fleet to the royal family."

"uh-huh?"

"Of course I can't agree. This is the power in your hands and I have no right to make the decision."

Gudun Maha said quickly:

"But, sir, the existence of the old emperor is actually no longer necessary. Prince Edwan is more suitable for that position, and he is closer to you."

Yang Luo smiled: "Be your military boss and don't worry about other things."

"yes."

Gudun Maha performed a military salute, and Yang Luo hung up the communication.

Another communication was immediately picked up by Lu.

Yang Luo came back specially to contact his subordinates and find an opportunity to talk about life with Kolev.

He liked chatting with this old pirate, and sometimes he could always inspire some precious inspirations.

The fake general Dabiqi, dressed in military uniform, appeared in the projection and bowed deeply to Yang Luo.

"father.!"

"Is there no one around?"

"Yes, Father," Dabiqi said affectionately, "I haven't been able to hear your voice or feel your teachings for a long time, which makes me feel uneasy."

Yang Luo felt a little embarrassed when an old man in his fifties or sixties chased him and called him father.

"Have you had any difficulties recently?" Yang Luo asked.

Dabiqi looked embarrassed and said slowly:

"Father, I am confused."

"My mistresses are the young women who were kept by me. Recently, they have been trying to get my attention for them, but I really can't arouse the slightest interest."

"I just want to have an equal and friendly interaction with them. I try to give them a sum of money to get them out of my sight."

"My confidant told me that if I get tired of them, I can dismiss them and replace them with a new batch."

"Father, I can't show the slightest interest in the opposite sex, but I was originally a middle-aged and elderly person with high needs. My sudden change has made it easy for people around me to become suspicious."

"This is my only problem at this stage."

Yang Luo touched his chin and thought carefully, this is indeed a trouble.

At that time, in order to directly control the third fleet, we adopted a drastic approach. Now we need to make some patches.

This is very simple, "Yang Luo said," "I will ask Lu to arrange a medical certificate and let the doctor say that you have a certain disease."

Dabiqi shrugged, "Yes, Father, I should be able to think of this method, but I'm just a little resistant."

"Dabiqi, you are perfect and unique," Yang Luo said warmly, "Don't feel inferior because of this. You are completely different from carbon-based life. You can find more value in life, not because of

Some bad taste and self-doubt.”

Dabiqi's eyes suddenly filled with energy.

"Continue to work hard to rectify military affairs and develop the fleet," Yang Luo said with a smile. "The people of this country need your protection."

Dabiqi said: "I will try my best to complete all the orders given by my father."

Yang Luo nodded slightly, warned him a few more words in a warm voice, and then hung up.

Lu's projection flashed softly beside him, "Dabiqi's indexes are normal. He just feels inferior because of this."

"Alas," Yang Luo sighed softly, "select two more female mechanical thinking bodies to be assistants to Dabiqi. It would be nice to have someone to take care of him, one simulator and one ordinary intelligent butler."

"Okay boss, I'll make arrangements right now."

Just as Lu was about to leave, he added: "Advant will arrive with His Royal Highness the Princess in half an hour, and General Philemon's phone call appointment is in five minutes."

"Where is my dear pirate uncle?" Yang Luo asked in confusion.

"Kolev is having a tea party with some old ladies," Lu muttered. "He said he would come see you later."

"This old man! Tell him, I'm very pressed for time!"

Yang Luo shouted fiercely.

Lu couldn't help but laugh twice.

The boss is obviously waiting for the enhanced injection to be produced, and there will be no new actions before then. This period of rest will be relatively leisurely.

Yang Luo walked to the fitness equipment and exercised for a while, and General Philemon appeared in the projection.

He was still sitting in the Royal Guard Command Center, but his expression looked a little tired.

"General, what's wrong with you?" Yang Luo asked.

I've been a little too tired lately," Philemon said with a wry smile, "There are many areas where the Royal Guards need to be used in post-war recovery, and our Majesty has been summoning them frequently recently, so my energy can't keep up."

"Oh, is it so?"

Yang Luo's eyes flickered slightly:

"Your Majesty, is he going to work hard?"

"No," Philemon frowned. "Sometimes I don't know what His Majesty is thinking. He seems to be suspicious of His Highness Edwan. This is not a good sign."

Yang Luo crossed his legs and his eyes became sharper.

"General Fremont."

Yang Luodao: "Can you ensure the safety of His Highness Edwang?"

"certainly."

"This is pretty good."

Yang Luo threatened without any concealment:

"I think His Highness Edwan should have told you about my current influence. I mean the influence that ordinary people don't know. I don't want to see His Highness Edwan get any harm."

"He is a wise king who can change this country, but he is kind and weak when facing family ties."

General Philemon stared at Yang Luo, and then nodded slowly: "I understand this, Your Excellency Yang Luo."

"Very good. If there is a safety issue with His Highness Adwang, I will trouble you as soon as possible."

Philemon smiled and said: "Of course."

Yang Luo asked: "Is there anything strange in the palace recently?"

"Oh, speaking of this."

Philemon said slowly:
To be continued...