What the boss and His Majesty Edwan are singing is really unpleasant.

In the thinking space, Lu imitated Yang Luo's usual bohemian look, placing his two thin legs on the edge of the console, stretching his body as much as possible, and placing his arms behind his head as a pillow.

If you zoom out, you can see hundreds of projection screens stacked up in front of her. The main screen in the center is naturally where Yang Luo is.

Keeping an eye on the boss's surroundings is her main job;

Staring at 026's every move, including bathing and changing clothes, is the entertainment of the mechanical thinking body.

At this moment, 026 is lying in front of the experimental table. The back of his maintenance suit is pulled open, revealing his smooth back and silver-white mechanical spine. He is doing maintenance on the mechanical spine.

If it had been normal, Lu would have overwritten the operating procedures for maintaining the machine, hiding aside and brushing engine oil on 026 with a smile.

But today, Lu is now a little more interested in the environment around Yang Luo.

For a mechanical thinking body with a mature mind, this is really...

It's so exciting.

The solemn Emperor Edwang, who has not yet officially adopted a concubine or married, is being held by two young girls in his arms, swaying on the dance floor of the luxurious suite, squeezing his vocal cords from time to time to make a little noise, which is called a back-end.

The howl of modern death rock.

His boss was sitting helplessly in front of the drum set projected in the corner, holding two sensor rods and beating out messy rhythms.

The timid little princess stood aside with her arms folded, occasionally glaring at the beautiful lady who was trying to get closer to Yang Luo.

How could these girls who earn living expenses in nightclubs dare to offend Her Royal Highness? They could only line up next to harass the middle-aged man wearing a mask and sunglasses.

"Sister," Yang Luo dropped the sensor stick and couldn't help but complain, "Don't keep staring at me, and go take care of your brother."

Emilia rolled her eyes: "My brother is so stressed on weekdays, what's wrong with relaxing occasionally?"

"I'm also very stressed!"

Yang Luo looked pitifully at the two girls he ordered to accompany the drinks. It was rare to see two people who were close to each other.

"No, you have a girlfriend now," Emilia snorted, "If you do this, is it worthy of Kai... So who is following that?"

Yang Luo chuckled, somewhat embarrassed.

This little princess really knows.

K comes out to play. We don’t really do anything. We all sing and dance together. Isn’t this a good thing?

"They were actually touching my brother's thighs."

"Who doesn't have any desire anymore?"

Yang Luo changed an instrument for himself, and the drum set turned into a strange thing similar to a piano. He pressed a few buttons, found the rhythm, and then announced that he had mastered a new instrument, and continued to sing to Ai.

Dewang accompaniment.

Only Emperor Luofeng could afford the accompaniment of the white ghost.

"How about I order you two big sisters? They don't pick the guests."

"I don't want it, I want to keep an eye on you anyway."

"Let's drink some neuroleptics together?"

"I'm not an adult yet, and you actually let me drink! You just... I smelled it, eh, it smells so bad, I just want a drink and it will be fine."

The number of girls on the dance floor increased to four, and Edwang laughed even louder.

"No, if you want to come and play, I will bring you here. You can't restrict me from playing."

"I'm here to help you stay safe."

"It's not necessary, it's completely unnecessary," Yang Luo couldn't laugh or cry, "Then I'll just sing."

Emilia smiled and leaned forward: "I want it too! I'm good at singing."

There is a saying that Her Royal Highness the Princess's vocal music must have been well practiced, her voice is melodious and moving.

Edwang and several other girls crowded into a single sofa, raising their hands together to pretend to be seaweed and swaying around. Yang Luo slumped on the large sofa, feeling a little lethargic.

Did he come to the nightclub to listen to music?

Emilia, this little girl, don’t you think about puppy love?

This is too clingy.

In the thinking space, Lu, who was processing the latest information flow, looked at Yang Luo's loveless face and kept giggling.

Ritsu added a line of small text to Emilia's message:

Official boss lady candidate 1.

At noon the next day, Yang Luo slowly woke up in the hotel bed, and there was nothing next to him.

Adwan in the next room left early in the morning.

In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Yang Luo paid for His Majesty's service fee for the second half of the night.

Of course, Emilia couldn't spend the night with the two grown men. She was the spokesperson of the imperial royal family and was taken back to the palace early. However, Emilia left behind two elderly grandmothers who were specially kept under surveillance.

Looking at Yang Luo...

'Do I have a grudge against this little brat?'

Yang Luo looked at himself in the mirror, picked up the hotel's razor, and tentatively held it to his mouth. The razor immediately reported an error and stopped.

Let's go back and point them one by one with a laser pointer.

Of course, he has employees, and for the drudgery of ordering stubble, of course 026 comes.

"boss!"

Lu jumped out from the corner of the mirror, wearing an ordinary secretarial suit.

"There were some big news last night!"

"speak."

"The New Federation and thirty-two federal countries announced the establishment of a military alliance, adding some new clauses to the previous alliance form. The main thing is that whoever is beaten will be immediately supported by other countries."

"The New Federation is indeed panicked," Yang Luo smiled with squinting eyes, "What was the reaction of the Guel Alliance and the United Free States?"

"Both have remained silent. However, a large amount of capital has flowed in from the private sector of the two countries, all of which are capital running away from the New Federation."

"Tsk, this bastard New Federation is still here today."

Yang Luo raised his eyebrows and then asked:

"What was the reaction from the Empire?"

"An old prince gave a speech, which seemed to be to cool down the situation," Lu analyzed. "The old prince expressed the view that humankind is peaceful and that the galaxy is extremely vast and there is far from a run on resources. The royal family does not seem to want to go to war with the New Federation.

"

"On the contrary," Yang said, "It's just a smoke bomb, which shows that the empire will take action soon."

Ludao: "In addition, there was another terrorist attack on the first star of the Free United States, and the No. 4 Forerunner force we were concerned about actually resurrected."

Yang Luo groaned a few times, looked at himself in the mirror, and casually put on the shirt on the side.

"It's possible that the New Federation is behind it. Didn't you say before, Ritsu, that a New Federation member had contacted that guy's peripheral forces?"

"It's possible, but there's no evidence to prove it," Lu said softly, "Every forerunner must have something special, and that guy might be hiding some trump card."

"Didn't the three teachers say that the forerunners were randomly selected by the Faaya civilization among the primary civilizations?"

“I don’t know much about this either, and there is not enough relevant information.”

Lu Lao shook his head honestly.

After Lu was frightened once by her 'eldest cousin', her work style became much more steady.

"Pay more attention to the Free United States," Yang Luo said, "Is there anything gained from the mining company?"

"Yes, this is what I want to report next."

Lil showed a few pictures in the mirror.

"This is a special cavity found under the underground of a worthless planet by the detector I control."

Yang Luo watched carefully.

This underground cavity marked by the law is a standard spherical structure with a diameter of more than thirty meters. It seems to have been directly melted by ultra-high energy. The inner wall is extremely smooth, and the outside is surrounded by rock layers mixed with heavy metals.

The problem is, this ball is too standard and doesn't look like it was formed naturally at all.

"Boss, I have detected residual bioenergy here," Lu explained in a low voice, "And look here."

Lu wiped it with his palm, and a picture quickly enlarged, revealing the small text on one side of the rock wall.

That's imperial language, written as.

"The last round?"

Yang Luo frowned and thought.

"I couldn't find the handwriting left by Nao Sao, so I can't compare whether it was written by Nao Sao," Lu said softly, "But according to the test, the time when these words were formed should be dozens of galaxies ago. She seems to know
To be continued...