Yang Ming forced himself to calm down.

He felt quite uncomfortable being led around by others, especially since this was Senator Allison's counterattack. If he didn't take the initiative, it would be equivalent to losing the battle.

Of course, Yang Ming has no interest in this kind of battle of emotions.

His thoughts quickly shifted to how to use what was happening in the New Federation to have a certain impact on the empire and continue to pressurize the red-hot boiler of the empire.

"Mimili?"

"uh-huh?"

Yang Ming looked up at Mimi Li and suddenly blinked: "You...you are here to do two things."

Mimili pointed the ring on her hand at Yang Ming, and Lu was listening to Yang Ming's instructions through this piece of equipment.

Yang Ming said slowly: "The first thing, I want to let our own voices be heard on the Internet. Edit the video of me cutting insects and spread it on the Internet in Mingte City. Second, help me prepare a video

In this environment, I will publish a short video to ensure that my video has enough spread while taking advantage of this wave of popularity."

"Okay," Mimi Li immediately nodded in agreement, turned and walked towards the office attached to the suite.

——It is actually the law that does this.

Yang Ming looked at Gris again and said with a smile: "What time have they set the next meeting?"

"The morning after tomorrow."

"Okay, Gris, help me make an appointment with Congressman Allison. I will meet him alone in the evening, in the lobby of this hotel, and tell him that I have something to talk to him about."

Gris nodded: "Then remember to make a recording so that you don't have to explain it unclearly later. Many officials in the empire are very narrow-minded."

The uncle and aunt on the side frowned and looked over.

Gris quickly changed his words: "It is extremely rare for people to be as generous as these two directors."

Yang Ming gave a thumbs up.

For this guy's reaction speed.

…

In the regional network of Mingte City, the topic of white ghosts has become increasingly popular.

At the same time, related topics began to appear in the New Federation's first star administrative region and the Milky Way interstellar network.

A missile attack seemed to have completely changed the attitude of the people of the New Federation towards White Ghost. The number of registered White Ghost fan sites in the New Federation quickly exceeded three million, and the number of reservations for genuine figures reached a considerable number.

Yang Ming once had some doubts about life.

Is this still the New Federation?

Is this still the New Federation that he held down and beat several times, and even dared not let out a fart after being held in the base?

If you can't destroy him, just want it?

Good guy, if this popularity is real, then everyone really has the attribute of making a fool of themselves.

Facing the enemy, this is no longer mercy. This is simply the reincarnation of Buddha. When Gandhi comes, he has to shout "Federal Old Iron 666".

Yang Ming could only use foul language for this.

Minter City refers to this entire planet. The diameter of this planet is relatively short. The surface has only 0.8 galactic standard gravity. Most of the surface has been transformed into comfortable residential areas to accommodate half of the galaxy.

The wealthy class, the bottom of the ocean is covered with automated and semi-automated factories, and is the most important high-tech production area in the New Federation.

The rotation speed of Minte City is also very fast. There are only sixteen galactic hours in a day and night. It is also popular here to use their own time unit.

Therefore, Yang Ming just squinted for a while when he was told by Gris that Congressman Allison had arrived.

Yang Ming originally planned to go into battle lightly.

But Grace followed him uneasily and handed a button recording device to Yang Ming.

"Be safe, this is really no joke, you have to make the rear area trust you."

Yang Ming looked at the serious-looking Gris and didn't insist much, so he pinned the button on his chest.

When he took the multi-axis elevator into the hotel lobby and saw the 'similar person' sitting in the lounge area, he was immediately happy.

Allison also had a surveillance device on his chest, and it seemed that he was still broadcasting live.

Something.

Yang Ming strolled over with his hands behind his back and sat across from Allison. Allison didn't show any intention of getting up to say hello. Yang Ming sighed after sitting down.

Neither of them spoke actively, they were both looking at the countless high-rise buildings outside the window.

"Mingte City is a nice place," Yang Ming sighed.

Allison nodded slightly: "Mimili is also a nice lady."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Sorry, she is mine."

"Really?" Allison said calmly, "I'm actually curious about how weak your hometown is for those guys to give you such preferential treatment."

Yang Ming clicked his tongue, and an interesting thought came to his mind.

The No. 2 Forerunner in front of me has a deep hatred for the No. 3 Forerunner in the Guel Alliance.

That's a 'friendship' shot in the head.

Yang Ming said slowly: "You know about the chance of resurrection, right?"

Allison raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded calmly: "Don't talk about these relatively confidential topics in public."

"Is there any need to hide it?" Yang Ming spread his hands and asked, "When the game starts, in a few years, each camp will suddenly have billions or even tens of billions more people. Can this be hidden?

?Isn’t our purpose to properly handle this relationship and allow them to integrate better? "

Allison said calmly: "We are competitors."

"You are wrong, Allison," Yang Ming said calmly, "We do not compete. We are independent from our hometown. Therefore, we must serve our respective camps and make our respective camps stronger."

Allison asked: "If there is no competition, then why are you working so hard to deal with the New Federation?"

"What I'm dealing with is not the New Federation, but the enemies who want to deal with me!"

Yang Ming stared at Allison:

"You should have known for a long time that at the moment the game starts, the instantaneous power structure of the galaxy will become the basis for the evolution of the game.

"Wouldn't I expose the New Federation's insect-burying plan, let the empire be weakened by the New Federation, and then let my hometown suffer a miserable defeat in the later-game camp confrontation due to the weakening of the main camp?

"That's something we have to consider for our own sake, Allison."

"The insect burying plan was not done by the New Federation," Allison answered seriously, and then added, "The New Federation is a democratic country, and we have been maliciously attacked by other competitors."

Yang Ming looked at Allison with a sneer.

Allison was not interested in continuing these 'rhetoric', and sighed softly: "Now that you have become the hero of the New Federation and have been loved and accepted by the people, what are you going to do? Why not stay in the New Federation?

, the empire is the real enemy, and it is not a problem to accommodate billions more people here."

"Don't try to challenge their rules of the game."

Yang Ming leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said slowly:

"If you make a move, then of course I will choose to take it. As for what I am going to do, I will check the time... It should have appeared online by now, you can check it out for yourself."

Allison frowned slightly and took out the network terminal to take a look at it.

A push message came directly to him.

[White Ghost sincerely invites the reformed warriors from all over the New Federation to participate in a friendly fighting match to determine whether the New Federation soldiers still have the bloodiness that human warriors should retain.]

Allison raised his head and looked at Yang Ming, with some thoughts in his eyes.

Yang Ming shrugged slightly: "It's just my hands itching, don't worry, I won't kill anyone."

"what you up to?"

"You won't know tomorrow."
Chapter completed!