at the same time.

Within the territory of the Fallen Wind Alliance, in a secret spaceport.

Tens of thousands of pirates wearing uniforms are gathering in a huge protective enclosure, enjoying the comfortable gravity brought by the simulated gravity field and engaging in some sports and primitive interactions.

Mimili sat at the command podium of the pirate fleet's flagship, with her subordinates constantly switching between them on the big screen in front of her.

It's completely different from when she was in front of Yang Ming. The Mimili here is no longer that kind of lady, well-behaved and willful, but more ferocious, majestic and wild charm. She has a ponytail, wearing sexy hot pants and

He was wearing a small vest, with black hearts smeared on his face, and the hilt of the light blade hanging on his waist was stained with dark red blood.

Behind Mimili, the elite management of the pirate group were having a dinner, with dozens of tough-looking doctors, each looking more sinister than the last.

——They are the main employees of the concierge department of Molly Miss Group.

"Grrrrrr!"

A cute reminder sounded in Mimili's ear.

Molly, wearing a maid outfit, sat like a duck on a suspended ball and floated next to Mimili:

"The old master sent a message! Do you want to talk to him?"

Mimili glanced behind her subconsciously and whispered: "Put it through and hide the background."

"Okay, turn on privacy mode!"

"It is forbidden to act cute maliciously."

Molly complained unconvincedly: "No one else can!"

Several rays flickered, and the bust of old Kolev appeared in front of Mimili. The bust was only the size of a fist, and the character was blurred.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Mimi Li asked with a smile, "Are there any new competitors that I need to beat?"

"Oh, it's not this, Mimili..."

Kolev groaned a few times.

There was a lot he wanted to say, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.

The child has grown up, and Mimili is no longer the little brat. She is wise, brave, cruel, decisive, and an outstanding pirate leader. She is even better than herself.

But, only this matter...

"Mimily, you are dating Hanton, right?"

"This," Mimili's smile gradually faded, and she said seriously, "it was the uncle I actively pursued. Moreover, my uncle rejected me for ten years before finally... I am very happy now, and I don't plan to put it down.

If this relationship continues to improve, it will be good to maintain the status quo..."

"I'm not talking about this," Kolev muttered a few times, "Mimily, I mean, it's a very serious topic."

"Okay dad, just say it."

"How many children do you plan to have? If you want more than two children, can you consider giving our surname to one of the children?"

Kolev's old face glowed red, and his eyes were full of expectation:

"Can I name your child? Oh, this is simply wonderful. It would be great if your mother could live to see this day."

Mimili's expression was dull for a moment.

Snapped!

Her right hand was as fast as a phantom, and she directly swatted away the message, and then she slumped down in the chair, covering her forehead, and let out a feeble moan.

She, Pirate Queen Mimili, was given birth to.

…

"There are more than a thousand Hera, are they all scientific research madmen? This is going to get out of control, and it's not like they are going to kill themselves."

On the ferry back to Emperor Star, Boss Yang was slightly lost in thought looking at the starry sky.

Yes, Yang Ming didn't feel any frustration.

At this moment, he was more immersed in the shock brought by the more than a thousand nutrient tanks, and what he himself said - he was thinking about what role so many clones would play.

The only thing Yang Ming felt slightly depressed about was that he couldn't do anything to help Hera at all.

Boss Yang looked back on his shared experience with Hera, from when they met and lived together, to when Hera nearly collapsed due to her father's death, to today, every step Hera takes seems to have been calculated.

The moment he saw those clones, Yang Ming faintly caught a glimpse of the big hand floating behind Hera.

The Phaeans were watching Hera.

'Are the Phayas enemies?'

Yang Ming asked himself repeatedly, but couldn't give himself a definite answer.

For the Fayans, the crude concepts of enemies and friends cannot be used at all. The implications are too far-reaching.

No matter what, Emilia's birthday was considered a fool.

This can only be regarded as a small episode.

Half a month later, Boss Yang received two letters of apology.

A review came from Hera, which was only a few hundred words long. She expressed her regret for her risky behavior in a somewhat helpless tone.

A review comes from Yu Lu, which is nearly 10,000 words long. It lists her emotional core working mechanism, the data friction that occurs when the rational and perceptual modules interact, and the arrangement of some key data.

Although Yang Ming didn’t understand much of the content;

But he really felt Ritsu's guilt and anxiety, and how much care she put into writing this review.

Yang Ming gave them simple approvals, one was "OK" and the other was "I understand".

Hera's giant scientific research ship is sailing freely in the galaxy and has dropped its towing coordinates at several relatively safe coordinate points to facilitate long-distance jumps when avoiding insect swarms.

Although the Luofeng-Dark Star system is ready to face the Zerg, Yang Ming and Lu are still worried. They produce all kinds of materials and military supplies as much as possible, and try their best to minimize the losses caused by the insect wave.

.

Swarm of insects.

war.

The fire of human civilization in the galaxy seems to be in danger.

At this point in time, human civilization in the galaxy is preparing for the coming insect wave.

The four major rogues in the galaxy, as well as various small countries, are allocating almost all their resources to fighting the insect wave.

Human exploration ships appeared one after another in the border areas of the Milky Way. The Zerg naturally knew that humans were actively preparing for war. The six major insect swarms, which had already gathered most of them, began to gather faster.

The two major races are about to have a large-scale passionate collision in the galaxy.

Yang Ming completely devoted himself to his busy official duties.

He wears the Order of Knight Commander and works in and out of several important departments of the Emperor Star. He occasionally participates in interviews and live broadcasts, using the influence of the White Ghost to relieve the mental pressure on everyone in the empire.

The imperial state machinery began to operate at full speed.

As one of the thirty-six official members of the Imperial Coordination Planning Committee, Yang Ming also intuitively experienced the extremely terrifying war mobilization capabilities of the Sherman Empire.

If it were a war of annihilation, and the empire faced three powerful countries with one against three, it would be able to destroy two of the three powerful countries before it collapsed!

Thanks to the efforts of various departments in the empire, the more than two hundred administrative stars that were classified as "marginal buffer zones" did not form a refugee wave.

The underground shelters were quickly renovated;

Thousands of large factories within the Imperial Star Circle have begun mass production of biological shielding devices;

Hundreds of military factories in the empire, as well as the "Levi Fleet Industrial Fleet", which Yang Ming could not know the specific number of, worked around the clock to produce various weapons that could effectively kill the Zerg;

Signed by Yang Ming, the empire's "standby fleet" was activated.

A total of more than 30,000 decommissioned and mothballed warships of various models slowly took off on the desolate planets within the Imperial Star Circle;

In less than three months, the empire mobilized 50 million former retired soldiers and reservists, and the local defense fleets were thickened visibly.

Even the decadent nobles of the empire have become timid, donating materials and arms, taking the initiative to send their children to the most dangerous front-line armies, and spending huge financial and material resources to build new shelters in their territories.

To protect the people in their territory.

Under the heavy pressure from the Zerg, there was temporarily no noise in the empire.

Those resistance organizations stopped their activities, completely hid themselves, and waited quietly for the insect tide to recede.

'This is the Empire.'

Yang Ming felt a sense of honor in his heart, but he quickly crushed it.

He could no longer have any good feelings towards the Empire.

Yang Ming cannot give a definite answer yet as to whether the Fayans are enemies.

But the Sherman Empire was undoubtedly his enemy.

…

Countdown to the Insect Swarm: 162 standard galactic days.
Chapter completed!