"Your Majesty, I have made preparations to be a patrol soldier," Yang Ming said sternly, "The super-modifier organizations are protecting the Emperor Star, and I should join their ranks!"

The old emperor smiled and said:

"You are a smart person. You can find the differences and think about your own interests. I won't force you to do something you don't like. We don't have to at all.

I'm afraid this was deliberately told to a few old guys in the Presbytery, and it was obviously meant to shock the mountain.

The three elders bowed their heads and resigned.

"Look here, Hanton, every normal person has two hands, right?"

"The surface of the earth is called a paradise by them, but there are also many princes and princesses who refuse to enter the paradise and have been living on the second floor. The atmosphere there should be relatively good.

"Catherine, this is the Empire."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please think twice..."

"I have a cocktail party here in the evening, probably around ten o'clock... The time calculation method of the Emperor Star is the standard of the Milky Way. If you are willing to come to my right hand and hang the badge I gave you on your chest, come directly here.

I will introduce you to a few young people who are also very motivated."

Several elders behind Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and each looked up at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming thought of the old emperor's words, the badge, and the old emperor's slowly shaking right hand, and smiled:

"I'll be a problem for them too."

"So we can hold two completely different things at the same time. For example, I hold the sunlight with one hand and the shadow with the other hand."

"Is there anything else going on with you guys?" the old emperor asked softly.

The group walked for more than 20 minutes before arriving in front of a magnificent metal hall.

"I have read the record of your fight with the Valkyrie. You have grown from weak to strong, and now you have almost absolute strength. I value your ability very much, and I admire your character of not being afraid of powerful enemies.

"You're such a funny guy," the old emperor said with a smile, "As an Emperor Star, I'm good at everything, but it's rigid, boring, and full of low-level taste. You actually allowed me to find some rare fun."

"Why don't you come to my right hand and I will give you something you can't imagine."

The outside of the main hall is wrapped with a layer of camouflage, but there is actually a cave inside.

The old emperor's eyes suddenly softened.

"I did some research when I came here. Although most of the emperor's descendants have fallen into various desires, a small number of them are still quite good.

"You should stay outside for a while," Catherine mused. "The plan to recast the super-modifiers' ideological imprints will be carried out soon. All super-modifiers must accept new ideological imprints in batches, and the content of the ideological imprints will be modified.

Because, we must be unconditionally loyal to the Empire and His Majesty the Emperor."

Yang Ming said: "But it is obvious that the Great Elder does not understand the ancient god's transformation experiment."

"You don't need to pay too much attention to those nobles who don't like the empire. This kind of problem in the empire cannot be solved by just one or two reformers."

Yang Ming curled his lips slightly outside the hall.

"Huh?" The old emperor's eyes were sharp.

She murmured like she was dreaming:

"I knew it, so I chose to avoid it."

"In a sense, Viscount Hanton's body contains huge hidden dangers, and the possibility of unexpected situations such as loss of control or self-collapse cannot be ruled out.

Yang Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately lowered his head to kiss her.

The punctual Catherine chose to leave work early against the rules. In the suite of the resident dormitory, the two expressed their longing for each other in a fierce and gentle way.

When Yang Ming got closer, he realized something strange here.

"Your Majesty, genetic modification experiments are inherently very risky. There is currently only one successful case of the ancient god's modified body. Even the Martial God No. 1 experimental subject lost his mind and became a monster with human appearance.

Is there any coke in this?

The old emperor continued: "Do you know why I called you here?"

"Now, the empire has no external enemies for the time being, so your force should not be wasted.

Lower.

Afterwards, Yang Ming looked at the seats brought by the maids, hesitated slightly, and stepped forward, sitting in front of the great elder and others.

Yang Ming nodded with a smile, made another military salute, turned around and left slowly.

"Not fully recovered!"

"Your Majesty, the original human body is a gift from nature, and your body represents the pinnacle of the human species."

"A few senators have taken the trouble," the old emperor said with a smile, "Since he is a patient, please come and move a chair and place it here... Hanton, come in quickly, why are you standing outside?"

"I've thought about this before."

"If you have nothing to do, you can go back and rest," the old emperor said with a smile, "Everyone is older than me, but his body and bones are still so strong. It is not easy."

"Have you felt better?"

Catherine didn't know why.

Galaxy standard time, 9:30 p.m.

Catherine was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. Yang Ming turned on several layers of protective warning devices, searched in the closet for a long time, and finally chose an imperial military uniform and wore the badge given by the emperor over his heart.

He wanted to see what kind of medicine this descendant of Levi Sherman was selling in the gourd.
Chapter completed!