not enough.

Deterrence is not enough.

But it doesn't matter, the plan formulated by Ritsu includes steps for him to fully unleash his strength.

Yang Ming also wanted to see what kind of power he had now after defeating the Queen's body.

Ding ding!

The information given by Lu appeared in front of Yang Ming's eyes.

[Boss, there is a big fish here. Through their artificial transmission of information, they have just identified the leader of the Free Chauvinists. The retired senior agent of the New Federation, the old man with an inexplicable code name, is at the bottom of the base. ]

[This man has direct evidence that the New Federation cultivated a liberal chauvinist terrorist organization, and he himself is a member of the New Federation.]

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

New Federation?

This is a good opportunity to deflect conflicts.

…

Inexplicable.

This is the name Greenbrough gave himself on a whim one afternoon sixty-three standard galactic years ago, and he continues to use it today.

He doesn't want people to know who he is.

He didn't even want his former family and friends to know that at the age of thirty-five, he gave up the high-paying job he had found in the New Federation, gave up his dream, and embarked on the path he is on now.

'What on earth made me decide to become one of them?'

Inexplicably, he was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at the pond in the "courtyard", and began to think about this question that he had asked himself countless times.

He is on the thin side, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is skinny. Due to too many injuries in his early years and too many treatments using cell activation therapy, he is now less than a hundred years old and has already entered the twilight years of his body.

In the past two years, inexplicably, he has often told his cronies, followers, and believers that he has only a few years left to live, in order to encourage the ambitions of these young people.

But in reality, who is willing to give up this hard-won life easily?

Rumble——

The ceiling was shaking slightly.

The courtyard and pond were shaking slightly, and then the whole room returned to its original appearance, with the silver-white walls emitting a faint light.

The inexplicable old man turned his head and looked aside, and several of his close men immediately moved forward, waiting for a response.

"Is the ship ready?"

"Please rest assured that nothing will happen to you."

"We only need to wait for the support fleet of the New Federation to arrive, and we can eject from the inside and quickly escape the encirclement of the imperial fleet."

The old man nodded. He was about to say something to encourage them, but his expression was a little dull.

He heard a familiar singing voice.

Not only this old man, but also the leaders of the organizations on the side all showed the same expression, and their eyes became empty.

The old man tried to stand up, and the wheelchair under his butt levitated on its own, carrying him to the corridor...

I will read the next chapter very late tomorrow.

Happy holidays everyone~
Chapter completed!