Author: Back to business

The densely packed small defensive fortresses outside Mingte City made Yang Ming feel a little numb.

Obviously, the New Federation is ready for a decisive battle with the Imperial Expeditionary Corps in its capital.

As the transport ship he was riding approached Mingte City, Yang Ming could feel the hostility coming from all directions. Especially after they entered the military port, this hostility became more explicit and powerful. It came from the fighting will of the soldiers.

Yang Ming didn't do much. He just followed the delegation with his eight combat maids. When attending a simple meeting, he stayed in the corner and said nothing.

Regarding the famous White Ghost, the New Federation also took measures not to allow cameras or traffic, as if he was an airman.

Political matters can be easily solved by these imperial officials who came with Yang Ming.

They are one of the main persons in charge of the major departments of the empire. They have outstanding abilities and have seen many storms. Naturally, they will not be polite in a country that is about to lose the war.

The two sides were quarreling with each other without giving in, and Yang Ming was so excited to see it.

However, Yang Ming's interest is obviously not in this aspect.

During the meeting at the space port, Yang Ming had been secretly observing the more than ten officials and generals sent by the New Federation, trying to find some flaws in them.

The result, of course, was nothing.

If a pioneer wants to hide himself, it shouldn't be too simple.

The meeting ended soon. A medium-sized transport ship had been waiting for a long time and was about to send the Empire's "Peace Prayer" investigation team into the third main city of Minte City and send them to a hotel to rest.

There was also a little accident at this time.

"Sir," a middle-aged new federal general, a little nervous, stretched out his hand to stop Yang Ming and whispered, "Can you..."

"Can't I go down?"

Yang Ming put his hands in his pockets and raised his voice. Gris immediately rushed over with a group of secret force members without weapons and equipment.

Seeing that the people on the empire side were moving, the biochemically modified human security team arranged by the New Federation swarmed over. The two sides stared at each other and immediately started a confrontation.

"General, I am the leader of this investigation team!"

Yang Ming said firmly: "What do you mean by stopping me? What do you mean by leaving me here?"

The general immediately said: "I mean..."

"You don't need to say any more!" Gris scolded, "This is an insult to the heroes of the empire!"

"No! I mean! Calm down!"

The general shouted at the top of his lungs:

"I just want to say that your eight robot maids cannot enter Minter City! The energy density of their inner core batteries is too huge! This is our express regulation!"

A group of people turned to look at the eldest to eighth cubs who had begun to roll up their sleeves.

Yang Ming laughed: "You can just say no, and you still have to make it so complicated. Big baby, you take them directly back to the imperial escort formation to wait for me."

"Yes, Master."

The eight battle maids bowed at the same time, then turned around in unison and walked back to the direction of the empire's transport ship.

But here, the flame that has been burning cannot be extinguished. Gris and the others and the reformers of the New Federation are using their eyes to kill each other, which is full of gunpowder.

Yang Ming said calmly: "Gris."

"yes!"

"Retract the team, protect the important personnel, and don't worry about me," Yang Ming said with a smile, "These guys combined are not enough for me to fight alone, so how can you compete with them?"

Gris made a gesture, and the members of the secret force responsible for security quickly retreated, following the officials one after another, and passed the security check one after another.

The biochemically modified people of the New Federation also showed their high quality. They did not take Yang Ming's contempt and provocation at all and returned to their respective jobs.

'You can't start a fire.'

Boss Yang felt a little sorry for this.

But it doesn’t matter, there will be many opportunities later.

An entire galactic hour later, Yang Ming and the others arrived at the hotel where they stayed.

The spaceship docked on the aerial platform, and a row of dozens of luxury brand hovercars had been waiting for a long time. They picked up officials from the Imperial Investigation Team and landed at the hotel on the ground.

Yang Ming looked out the car window at the crowded street, which accommodated at least hundreds of thousands of people from street to end.

He felt hostility again.

However, these hostility are not that obvious.

And Yang Ming couldn't help but think about another question... This crowding situation seems to have been going on for a long time. Are these citizens of the New Federation... not in a hurry to urinate?

If they have an urgent need to urinate, where can they get help?

Boss Yang expressed serious sympathy for the urinary system of the new federal citizens here.

When they got off the bus, the dozens of imperial officials didn't even look at the protesters. Yang Ming was very polite and waved to these people on the street after getting off the bus.

The crowd across the street just remained silent, staring at Yang Ming with somewhat hostile eyes. On the flashing projector signs above their heads and the physical cards held in their hands, anti-war slogans were written in Common Chinese and Ancient Imperial Language.

declaration.

It seems that silence is the main theme today.

The silence created a depressing atmosphere, which made Yang Ming sigh slightly in his heart.

…

laugh!

Gris opened the curtains, glanced down a few times, and muttered: "The crowd hasn't dispersed yet, how dare they say that the security work is in place? Who among these people would lift a single-barrel shaped charge and launch it?"

If installed, the building will be finished."

Yang Ming loosened the tie of his dress, made himself sit more comfortably, and chuckled softly: "Don't worry, they are more nervous than us now, for fear that something will happen to us."

"Okay," Gris shook his head, "Anyway, I must put on a protective shield for myself when I sleep today."

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, grabbed the drink on the side and took two sips from the bottle: "How is the situation? Are we going to start contacting their patent office tomorrow?"

"Look at the timetable they gave us. Tomorrow is a formal meeting with the new federation officials. Several congressmen are presiding over this meeting. They all look quite young," Gris said with a smile. "Those old guys don't want to come out and embarrass themselves, right?"

."

"Member?"

Yang Ming suddenly became interested: "Give me the information."

"Here," Gris made a few simple operations on his left wrist guard, and Yang Ming's shell-shaped network access terminal received an email.

A few seconds later, seven or eight middle-aged men's projections appeared in front of Yang Ming. Next to each projection, there was a series of data.

"What do you call young people?"

Yang Ming laughed and cursed:

"Aren't these all old guys?"

Gliss shrugged: "Relatively speaking, they are already young people. They can reach fixed seats in both houses of the new federation. Each of them is not a simple thing."

Yang Ming carefully read the materials of these seven or eight people for a while, and soon, a congressman named Allison aroused his interest.

First, looking at the resume, the other party has risen very quickly, and the family does not have any political background.

Second, this information from the Imperial Military Intelligence Bureau also specifically noted that this person had never shown any inclination to enter politics before he was thirty years old, but he suddenly began to engage in political activities.

Third, the time when the other party entered politics was very close to the time when he replaced Hanton.

Although these points didn't mean anything, Yang Ming keenly sensed something unusual.

"Will they all come tomorrow?"

"Uh-huh," Gris stretched, "It is said to be tomorrow, but in fact there are still six or seven galaxies left. I will go to inspect the outside of each room, arrange the night duty, and then go to rest. You should also rest early."

"I'm fine," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I'm very energetic."

"Fine."

Gris snapped his fingers and left Yang Ming's room unsteadily.

Yang Ming stared at Congressman Allison's information for a while, hoping to obtain more information, but the Military Intelligence Bureau's archives had reached its bottom.

This was because he was a member of the New Federation, so the Military Intelligence Bureau made some records.

Okay, you still have to rely on yourself for everything.

According to the agreement he had made with Lu, Yang Ming took out a brand new, suspended ball-type network access terminal, bound his biological information, and connected to the planetary network of the New Federation Minter City.

The Internet speed is quite fast, much more responsive than the unified network of the Empire.

Yang Ming waited quietly for a few minutes before a series of advertisement projections appeared on the page.

Soon, Yang Ming clicked on an advertisement, filled in some information, and after double-checking, sent the advertisement.

All this is under the supervision of the New Federation.

——There are no monitoring equipment in this room. This refers to the network being monitored.

Yang Ming glanced at his watch, stood up and walked to the closet, where there were clothes sorted by the hotel robot.

He put on a windbreaker, a pair of luxurious leather boots, a top hat, and walked out of the house openly.
To be continued...