Chapter 423 Find someone easily

Author: Back to business

Chapter 423 Find someone easily

What is style?

Boss Yang was wearing a straight dress, with his legs crossed, sitting on a soft sofa made of unknown animal skin, enjoying the dancing performances of more than a dozen beautiful ladies.

It's a bit like the great nobles enjoying themselves in the evil empire.

Behind Yang Ming, eight combat maids stood quietly, still dressed in different styles and styles of maid uniforms.

Amid the melodious music, Yang Ming picked up his wine glass and took a sip, recalling in his mind the briefing Lu sent half an hour ago.

The Luofeng Alliance once again absorbed four small countries, and did not arrange for mechanical thinking bodies to replace the political leaders of these four small countries.

According to their previous plans, the Luofeng Alliance will adopt the structure of core countries - council members and ordinary member states, and establish a clearly hierarchical ladder in terms of political status, economic alliances, etc.

Such a structure can not only help increase the centripetal force of the Luofeng Alliance, but also promote healthy competition among the members of the alliance, and can also reduce the risk of Dark Star exposure.

From now on, Dark Star only needs to control the core countries and some of the council members to stably control the Fallen Wind Alliance.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Lu, Emilia, 026, and Mimili all stayed in Luofeng Country to do something big.

The military integration of the Fallen Alliance.

The Fallen Empire is still a tributary of the Sherman Empire, but it is also the prime minister of the Fallen Alliance.

As Luofeng's political status in the region continues to rise, the people of Luofeng have become increasingly dissatisfied with the words "Sherman Subject State". Luofeng's calls for independence from the Sherman Empire's subject state system have become more and more

high.

But who knew that it would not be easy to break free from the chains given by the Sherman Empire.

Emilia is also under great pressure right now.

But fortunately, Yang Ming and Lu had already paved the way.

Whether Luofeng can successfully become independent is closely related to the national conditions of the Sherman Empire. Only when the Sherman Empire has no time to worry about other things and the Luofeng Alliance grows to a large enough size can it truly take this step.

Although the road is long, the dawn is already very bright.

This insect wave is a disaster for mankind and an opportunity for some political systems.

These things are taken care of according to law, and Boss Yang doesn't need to worry too much; the issues that really need him to worry about are Li, Levi Sherman, and the fifth Forerunner who will be seen soon.

It's quite strange to say.

The Forerunners chosen by the Faya people themselves have now become an obstacle to the launch of the game server.

I don't know what's wrong with this pioneer. He seems to be decadent, decadent, decadent... Boss Yang can't understand it anyway.

The Faya even gave such radical advice as 'If it doesn't work, kill him twice'.

The Faya people say that the forerunners are randomly selected. Could it be true randomness without an algorithm?

All right.

Yang Ming also had to admit that he was essentially just an ordinary young man from Earth, without much specialness.

In the corner of this cabin, two major generals from the military department, a director of the Interstellar Relations Section of the Imperial Foreign Affairs Bureau, and two elders from the presbytery ended their leisurely afternoon tea.

The director of the Foreign Affairs Bureau, who had orange skin, a plump figure, and was actually over sixty years old, walked up to Yang Ming with a cat-like step and walked up to Yang Ming with a smile, caressing his chest and bowing to Yang Ming.

"Grand Duke."

Yang Ming withdrew his eyes from the dancers and turned to look at the powerful director: "Well, what's wrong, Rosa Zhu?"

If he calls others "director" or "director" now, it will seem unkind.

"Grand Duke," Zhu Rosa said warmly, "with three more galactic hours of sailing, we will reach the first star of the Yada Democratic Republic. Do you think we need to make any preparations? For example, prepare some speeches for you,

Or, let me show you the information of the Prime Minister of the Yada Democratic Republic and the ministers of real power?"

Yang Ming laughed: "No, you can be responsible for this. I will say hello to them with a smile, that's it."

"Excuse me," Zhu Rosa asked, "What is the main purpose of our trip to Yada Democratic Republic this time, or what is the goal we want to achieve?"

"The main purpose...wasn't it discussed before? To enhance private investment from both sides and increase economic and cultural exchanges."

Yang Ming smiled and said:

"I learned before that although the Yada Democratic Republic is in the semi-new federal camp, it has not made any remarks against us. From an interstellar standpoint, it has always adhered to a diplomatic line of complete independence.

"A powerful country of this size cannot be controlled secretly by the New Federation.

"We don't have to win over them, as long as we strengthen trade between the two sides and enhance people's understanding of each other, that is enough.

"This must also be good for the empire."

Director Zhu Rosa pondered for a few times: "Sorry, Sir, I just want to know what you are doing here."

"I?"

"Well," Zhu Rosa said hurriedly, "I don't mean to delve into the secrets of the empire. I just think that our sudden visit to the Yada Democratic Republic, which we have little contact with, is actually somewhat inconsistent with the policies we have insisted on before. I heard

They said that it seemed that you proposed to come here first, and then the Military Department, the Foreign Affairs Bureau, and the Presbyterian Council cooperated throughout the process."

Yang Ming pondered for a moment or two.

"I said I came here to meet netizens, can you accept that?"

"Of course, of course this is acceptable...is it true?"

The old aunt asked seriously.

Yang Ming nodded solemnly: "That's the reason I can tell you. Don't ask any other questions. You have been in the empire for so many years. You should know that there are some things that cannot be said directly. Everyone understands."

"yes!"

Director Zhu Rosa replied firmly, and left with even more doubts.

Yang Ming narrowed his eyes and smiled, focusing on the singing and dancing in front of him.

Imperial missions generally have to bring some art teams with them, and I don’t know which generation of emperor set the rules.

Buzz, buzz!

Yang Ming's watch vibrated slightly, and two text messages popped up on it.

[Boss, the news that the White Ghost is about to arrive on their first star has been exaggerated in the Democratic Republic of Yada.]

[There is nothing unusual about the target person and he still maintains his own rhythm of life.]

Yang Ming thought for a while and sent three words back to Lu.

【Watch closely.】

[Don’t worry, this matter is my highest priority.]

Boss Yang smiled reassuringly.

He thought about the psychological shadow of being called "baby" by Little Whisper during the previous remote communication.

To say that the strongest helper in the galaxy is Ritsu.

…

Feeling of numbness.

Councilor Allison, the second forerunner, was sitting in his office, feeling a long-lost numbness in his heart.

He saw the video that just came out and learned about the trajectory of the white ghost.

What is the purpose of this No. 1 Forerunner going to the fifth largest political body in the galaxy with great fanfare?

Allison could think of it with his toes. There was a high probability that he was going to find the Forerunner No. 5 who had never been discovered or showed up on his own initiative.

But Allison knew nothing about other news.

Even though the CIA conducted a detailed investigation, the imperial officials who had close dealings with the CIA had no idea why the White Ghost went to the Democratic Republic of Yada.

What can I do?

Allison frowned and thought.

During this insect plague, he was reused by those old men again because of his 'accurate predictions', which finally gave him some real power to cultivate his own faction.

——This big insect wave also gave Allison some opportunities.

But now, he intuitively felt that he was far behind No. 1.

This gave Allison a sense of powerlessness.

How can he chase after him?

How did a pioneer get so many titles and auras?

Allison now even suspects that his home planet and the home planet of Forerunner No. 1 are not playing the same version of "Abyss" at all!

Two messages popped up in the corners of the projection screen.

[Boss, are we going to do something? If the White Ghost finds Forerunner No. 5 and controls Forerunner No. 5, then it may really be a battle between four and two. 】
To be continued...