Chapter 295 Dark Team

The level of intelligence in the human living area of ​​Emperor Star is very low, and each level is controlled manually.

With this badge opening the way, Yang Ming traveled unimpeded and successfully got on the downward elevator entering the palace module. He crossed his legs on the sofa and quietly thought about the scene he was going to face next.

He didn't tell Catherine that he was going to attend the old emperor's party.

What can he do?

Just go with the flow and get some benefits.

When Yang Ming was in a trance, he recalled the encrypted communication with Bly. Bly said a few words at that time, which left a deep impression on Yang Ming.

'Master, do you really want to go to the Emperor Star? Although the Emperor has not expressed vigilance to you, but according to my understanding, the Emperor has many secret protective devices that represent the highest technology of the Empire. If we rashly use them against him,

Mental imprinting has a high probability of failure and will result in direct arrest.'

Yang Ming wanted to ask Bly at that time.

What is the structure of this guy's brain circuit?

Yang Ming glanced at the nearest building complex and saw some quite exciting scenes. He smiled and said, "The palace is so lively at night."

"You are Dao, Hanton," the emperor said with a smile, "you will help me organize and train a group of guards who only obey my orders."

"I have troubled you two brothers to send me this way. I have benefited a lot."

"I have about fifty-six years left in my life. I already have enough children. Next, I want to torment this country."

"The Council of Elders is too bloated, and the military has too much authority. The development of religious religions only consumes huge amounts of funds, but has no practical significance. The empire's new calendar reform has confined the imperial power to the cabinet, but has given rise to more privileges.

Scum.

As for the main hall where the emperor handled government affairs, all the lights were turned off at this moment.

The second time Yang Ming came to the palace, he almost got lost.

In order to give Yang Ming some intentional guidance, the two eldest brothers talked about some taboos in the palace.

"You know Hanton," the old emperor stared at the fountain and whispered, "I originally wanted to let it go and forget it for the rest of my life, but when I look back on my life, I suddenly feel a little unwilling to do so.

I still don’t understand the true meaning of an emperor.”

"Mr. Ghost!"

The old emperor murmured:

"The rule of fear is a kind of tyranny," the old emperor said. "I have been brainwashed like this since I was a child. I was brainwashed by teachers sent by the Presbyterian Academy."

Clones?

After the fountain, a small banquet was going on.

Two beauties who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward. One was dressed in a tube top and gauze skirt, and the other was dressed in a white long skirt. They both showed natural and decent smiles to Yang Ming.

"Hereditary viscounts and honorary earls are coming here in batches," another guide whispered. "The fact that your great majesty can receive these nobles is a honor they deserve to show off for a lifetime. This has been the case in the history of the empire for the past thousand years.

A rare and prosperous time."

"Tsk," the old emperor nodded with a smile, "You still dare to say it with your mouth. In the future, remember, don't use great to describe me on any occasion. You can use words like handsome and wise."

Secondly, His Majesty the Emperor's interest is extremely important, because every whim may give birth to a new prince or princess for the empire.

"Fuck loyalty, I don't believe that anyone is loyal to me, a human being, hahahaha," the old emperor's eyes flickered slightly, "They are only loyal to the position under me, and I was only chosen by this position.

, the empire has a stable system, and the emperor can serve as a symbol and the key to the ultimate weapon."

Yang Ming has a brother on the left and an eldest brother on the right, which makes these two middle-aged men feel a little bit elated.

This chat was really not in vain.

Right in front, the huge fountain made the sound of running water. More than a dozen young girls with good figures and faces were playing by the water. Four of them looked very similar, with slightly different body shapes and different clothes.

A little distinction.

"It is my honor to serve your Majesty."

Yang Ming did not perform a military salute, but bowed his head to the emperor.

"Some can go, some can't, you must think carefully."

Yang Ming was even more wary of this old emperor.

The emperor sneered, then threw his head back and laughed, almost crying.

Yang Ming instantly understood the reason why Revell appeared here.

"Thanks."

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched slightly.

Why is this guy here? What qualifications does he have to be here?

Yang Ming didn't quite understand.

The youngest earl of the empire, the genius of the Lassoga family, the fanatical bastard of the White Ghost, Revel Lassoga!

"Our permission can only reach here, you can enter by yourself."

Yang Ming nodded: "I do have some doubts."

The waiter quickly stuffed the communicator into his sleeve, regained his professional smile, stood dignifiedly at the elevator door, and bowed his head to several officials.

Yang Ming stood up and walked out of the elevator.

"Thanks."

"Here you go," the old emperor threw a disc into Yang Ming's hand. "This is your mission. Go kill this prince. As your grand entrance ceremony, it is appropriate to cause a little commotion, but don't do it."

Let the Presbytery and the Military Headquarters get clear evidence."

"Viscount Hanton, you are now a popular figure in the aristocratic circle, and you are also the young man that His Majesty values ​​the most. You will inevitably receive invitations to various banquets."

Yang Ming asked: "Are all the hereditary nobles here?"

"It would be great if there were more guys like you in the empire who have great strength or power and know how to adapt."

Yang Ming looked up at the distant hall in front of him. The shape of the hall was a bit like an ancient Greek temple on Earth, with orange-yellow lights flashing inside.

The seat to the emperor's right was empty, and that was the seat reserved for Yang Ming.

There are no monitoring or eavesdropping devices in the palace, which is a very important information point.

Yang Ming raised his hand and swept the dress on his body, throwing away this bad idea, reminding himself repeatedly in his heart that the greatest danger of the Emperor Star was not the emperor, but the mechanical thinking body controlled by the Sherman family.

He broke through a layer of icy blue light curtain, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

The emperor picked up the wine glass in front of him and touched it lightly with Yang Ming.

He had already seen clearly the source of that familiar voice... Lieutenant Colonel Artero of the Military Intelligence Agency.

These two guides talked to each other, showing Yang Ming the "dog-licking" culture in the palace.

First, you must not take any videos or photos in the palace, nor use any monitoring or eavesdropping devices. If you are discovered, it will be a felony.

What about the heroes of the empire? It’s not like you want to curry favor with cowards like them who are just hanging around in the imperial palace.

The problem indeed arises here.

"Princess Lorna? She doesn't go back to the Emperor Star very much. Her residence is on the surface," the guide on the left said with a smile. "Princess Lorna has passed the ridiculous age. She is an outstanding diplomat and often represents the empire on missions to subordinate countries.

."

The old emperor looked up at Yang Ming, waved across the fountain, and said with a smile: "Come here quickly, my sharpest sword. I am so glad that you are here. I will give you the richest reward."

This is a big gamble.

Adwang's body had been acquired by Princess Lorna a few years ago. I used to think that Adwan had made a profit because Princess Lorna had a sweet voice and a good temperament.

The implication is that His Majesty has not been in the mood for a long time.

And these princes and princesses all have the possibility of inheriting the throne.

Revell's expression was full of surprise and emotion:

"I hope we can work hand in hand in the future and burn everything we have for the great empire and your great majesty!"

Therefore, when His Majesty the Emperor is suddenly interested in a woman, all affairs must be suspended to allow His Majesty to perform a rare human gift.

The princes and favored princesses who have the real possibility of inheriting the throne all live near the palace module.

The old emperor said that he wanted Yang Ming to choose, but Yang Ming actually had no choice. If he wanted to choose the emperor's left hand, it would mean that he would be a viscount from now on, and become a humanoid weapon who would have to join a gang alone when the empire went to war.

Yang Ming was heartbroken, lowered his head to clear his throat, raised his hand to straighten his collar a few times, then held his head high and walked forward with firm steps.

——Their original words were memories, and Yang Ming didn't quite understand it.

One of the guides laughed and said: "Are you wondering why there are more than a dozen parties?"

Seven or eight young people sat on both sides of the long table, each with two opposite sex companions in gorgeous costumes; the emperor on the main seat wore a nightgown and sat cross-legged with bare feet, without dignity, and kept sliding in front of him

projection screen.

"You are a smart man, Hanton, and I don't need to explain too much about the significance of this party.
To be continued...