Author: Back to business

When facing the No. 5 Forerunner Papaloka, Yang Ming did have the urge to "kill this guy and settle the matter" several times in a row.

But he restrained himself.

There is no way, Forerunner No. 5 is like a countdown timer. When his growth reaches the standard line set by Faaya civilization - gaining enough political influence in a strong political system, "Faya's Game" will be officially launched.

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Having Forerunner No. 5 in his hands can greatly increase Yang Ming's initiative.

This is also the main reason why Yang Ming chose to find Forerunner No. 5 in an open and honest manner and talk to him under the supervision of the top leaders of the Yada Democratic Republic.

There are several other secondary reasons, mainly considering Yang Ming's current situation in the empire.

Yang Ming also needs to use this incident to officially confirm his identity as the tentacles of the Fayan people extending to the lower-dimensional world.

After the first conversation, I gained basically nothing.

When Yang Ming left the interrogation room, he found senior officials from the Yada Democratic Republic who were responsible for interfacing with him, and asked them to put Papaloka under house arrest in the hotel where the imperial mission was staying. Be careful not to let this guy commit suicide.

Propensity.

Yang Ming didn't say much else.

He bet that the Yada Democratic Republic would not dare to do anything to this Forerunner No. 5.

Even if this political system is interested in establishing a preliminary connection with the Faya civilization by cultivating Forerunner No. 5, it still needs to consider whether they have the ability to protect Forerunner No. 5.

That night, Yang Ming took a shower and lay on the hotel bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Papalocka is already under Ritsu's full surveillance.

With the technological reserves of the Yada Democratic Republic, it is difficult to defend against Lu, a little goddess who can come and go freely in the online world.

"When this guy says they don't deserve it, does he mean that the Faya people don't deserve it, or that her hometown doesn't deserve it?"

Yang Ming murmured in a low voice.

A little bit of fluorescence appeared on the surface of the watch he placed on the bedside table, and a miniature little law appeared in a circle and floated carefully to the pillow next to Yang Ming.

She whispered softly: "According to my analysis of her brain waves at that time, she should be saying that her hometown is not worthy."

"Um?"

Yang Ming wondered: "Some people really hate their homeland?"

"It's hard to say."

Lu sat down next to the pillow, holding his chin and analyzing carefully:

"Boss, you see, some wealthy businessmen who left Luofeng, especially those who left Luofeng and entered the New Federation when the New Federation tried to strangle Luofeng, were in a very bad situation in the New Federation and their lives were not good. Now

Luofeng suddenly became a regional power with the Luofeng Alliance, and its economy has experienced explosive growth year after year. Some of these pests have become the ones who are most enthusiastic about insulting Luofeng.

"The complex emotions of human beings are really elusive."

"What you said is that you hope that your brother will live well, and you don't want him to live better than me. In the final analysis, it is just vanity and jealousy that cause trouble."

Yang Ming yawned and continued:

"But the feeling Papalocka gave me... was that she was disappointed...

"Tell me, Lu, where should we start to make this guy ours?"

"Pretty boy trap?"

"Pooh!"

Yang Ming almost drowned Lu by spitting out Xingzi. He cursed: "Now one Daphne is enough to give me a headache. How about another one like this guy?"

"Look, look," Lu muttered aggrievedly, "you don't even want to mention Captain Catherine's name."

"Don't let me lie to you!"

Yang Ming snorted, and then sighed quietly:

"Catherine has her own ideals and ambitions. If I didn't have this mission on my shoulders, it wouldn't be impossible for me to join her in the revolution.

"The words Papaloka scolded today actually make sense if you think about it carefully.

"But there is always a gap between reality and ideals. We cannot avoid this gap. Finding ways to survive and then finding ways to rush forward is the way to solve the problem."

Lu smiled and said: "Come on, boss! I will always support you! But your debating skills need to be strengthened. You were inadvertently led by the other party today. Let him enter our logic instead of us.

Starting from his logic and then extending and justifying it, the simplest way is that he says his and we say ours."

"Okay," Yang Ming said with a smile, "I have become accustomed to using my fists recently, and my tongue has become stupid."

"Boss, do you want to see her again tomorrow?"

"I'll leave her alone for two days," Yang Ming said. "The imperial mission will return after a week. If that doesn't work, I will apply to the empire to stay here for a few more days. I will definitely take this person away. If I can get her to take the initiative,

It would be great if you cooperate and follow us away."

"Boss, do you want me to find a chance to scan her memory?"

"Try not to use this method first. She is also an opponent. Give her some respect first."

Yang Ming changed the subject:

"If she would rather die than surrender in the end, then use some extreme measures.

"I also want to try to see if the Fayans will directly chop me if the mind control is released on the Forerunners."

Lu whispered: "This is still too dangerous, boss."

Yang Ming smiled without saying a word, yawned again, turned over and gave Lu a beautiful blow to the back of his head.

"Good night, I'm going to rest first."

"What a dream, boss!"

Lu shouted sweetly, then curled her lips, tilted her neck, and rolled her eyes.

The boss really doesn't care about anything, and the frequency of reading briefings has decreased recently.

Hum hum, no matter what, just spend all your money, buy hundreds of millions of its servers, directly use the network technology-related subsidiaries of the Molly Miss Group, and unify the galaxy network!

Lu made a face and disappeared quietly.

Her idea was just a joke.

However, outside the empire, using capital expansion to build more server networks to enhance its overall strength is indeed what Lu is doing.

What she wants is not a stable, semi-permanent computing resource;

What she wants now is computing resources that can withstand the problem of haircuts head-on.

It is the fastest and most effective way to surround the empire's unified network with distributed server groups in the galaxy that are all synchronized.

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For three days in a row, Yang Ming ignored Papaloka.

He is also very busy, busy walking around every day, visiting local high-tech companies, playing basketball with local celebrities and gentry, watching dramas, and having afternoon tea with those beautiful official wives.

He even participated in two local variety shows, performed a show of using mental power to affect the spatial location of matter, and rapidly expanded his fan club in the Democratic Republic of Yada.

The Yada Democratic Republic also tried its best to make good friends with Yang Ming. It not only awarded Yang Ming the medal of "Insect-killing Hero", but also gave Yang Ming a bunch of unofficial honorary titles.

The imperial envoy also received several large orders, and the elders and generals who accompanied Yang Ming earned enough camera shots and stole the show.

Hello everyone, we are taking care of ourselves here. Forerunner No. 5 seems to be unable to sit still.

On the first day he was hung up, Papaloka acted very calmly. Under the surveillance of several female agents, he only slept and was in a daze.

Her Internet access terminal was confiscated and her movements were restricted. She could only move around in this hotel suite.

After being left to dry for two days, Papaloka seemed a little anxious. He couldn't sleep with his eyes closed and had no appetite for food. He paced back and forth in the room, and then went to the window to open his e-cigarette and get smoke-free.

Three days later, Papalocka's mood became even worse.

She spends most of her time in a daze, and while she is in a daze, she will also make some dangerous moves.

However, the female agents on duty successfully prevented Papaloka's self-mutilation behavior and bound Papaloka's hands and feet with magnetic shackles at the same time, making it impossible for Papaloka to complete actions such as clasping his hands together.

In the early morning of the fourth day.

"I want to see the white ghost."

When Papalocka spoke for the first time, the agents quickly went to the next room to report to their superiors.

This news passed through countless levels before it reached Yang Ming's ears.

Yang Ming, who was sleeping, immediately dressed up, turned around after going out, and arrived at the room where Papaloka lived.

After a symbolic knock on the door, two young, beautiful, fair-skinned and beautiful female agents opened the door. When they bowed their heads and saluted Yang Ming, they deliberately revealed their profound career lines.

Thank you very much.

Yang Ming nodded with a smile, passed by the two of them, and locked his eyes on Papaloka in the living room.

The female agent received the order from her superiors and went outside to wait for news.
To be continued...