They walked past the 'Emperor's Fish Tank', which was like an aquarium, and talked enthusiastically about the rugged fate of non-human and human-like civilizations in the galaxy.

Occasionally, the topic would talk about the life form of the ancient gods, and the old emperor would also appropriately express his concerns about his life span.

——The life of the ancient gods is considered to be an individual that can exist eternally.

When evening came, the two of them stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window dedicated to the emperor, staring at the city outside the window.

The setting sun lights up the golden domes of those high-rise buildings, and a faint cloud of mist fills the air. From this perspective, there is a golden palace suspended in the sea of ​​clouds.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

The old emperor said with emotion.

Yang Ming stood beside him with his hands behind his back and responded with a smile: "Indeed, this is an extremely rare man-made beauty."

"Who is the person who impressed you most in this city?" the old emperor asked.

Yang Ming groaned a few times.

From the bottom of his heart, he crossed Miss Windsor's beautiful and soft body, crossed 026's cute face full of tears, and then replaced it with Edwan's sexy pink butt that was shaking up and down.

Oh, that is simply mental pollution!

"Boss, tell me 026. I have completed my analysis of him and can start the plan we discussed before. Our Torch Plan."

Yang Ming sighed softly: "It's a little girl, my Majesty."

"Oh?" The old emperor's interest was aroused, "I thought you would say Miss Windsor, or my excellent second son."

Yang Ming smiled and said: "I like Miss Windsor, and I respect my good friend Edwin, but what impressed me the most was this little girl."

He turned on the projection screen with his watch and held the photo of 026 and Windsor with his fingers.

026's neat, ear-length short hair, her big clear eyes, and her silly grin made the old emperor smile even more.

The old emperor clicked his tongue: "It's not good to think about another girl while you are passionately in love, Captain."

"Um……"

Yang Ming pondered for a few times: "Your Majesty, the reason why I am so impressed by her is not because she is beautiful and has a great figure - of course, that is the fact. She is a weapon."

"arms?"

"Yes," Yang Ming said, "it is a weapon trained by the military since childhood to corrode politicians."

The old emperor frowned slightly: "I have heard about this. Almost all the military has sided with the New Federation. This is the biggest problem for my country today. Tell me her story."

"Her story is very simple. She has been injected with addictive drugs for a long time, so that her saliva contains addictive ingredients. In this way, as long as you have close contact with her, you will develop a sense of dependence.

"Her name is 026, and she only has this number.

"By chance, she was rescued by me. I threatened her boss, the old woman who was on the edge of gray, so that this little girl could escape her tragic fate."

Yang Ming smiled and said:

"I didn't expect that this little girl showed great resilience.

"She did not surrender. After she got the chance to escape her fate, she took the initiative to become a normal employee of the old woman. Now her job is to deliver and sell alcohol in the bar, and she uses her own wages to pay for the expenses.

You can still save some money from drug bills.

"In addition, she is using her own will to resist the effects of addictive drugs and constantly lengthening the intervals between injections."

Yang Ming sighed softly, and his voice became a little deeper:

"Every time I meet and communicate with her, I can feel the fire contained in her thin body.

"She loves life, longs for a normal life, and hopes to be truly free.

"Those hiding in the shadows put a shackle around her neck, but she kept trying to break free of the shackles, even if it was extremely painful. Her will impressed me very much."

"oh……"

The old emperor's hands trembled slightly, his eyes became distant, and he stared at the city outside the window.

"Love, freedom, will..."

He seemed a little unsteady on his feet.

Yang Ming and the maids around him quickly moved forward to help him.

Yang Ming held the old emperor's arm, and there was nothing strange about it, which showed the Sherman Empire's extremely high level of bionic materials.

perhaps.

A somewhat crazy idea flashed through Yang Ming's heart.

Without thinking much, a light red light appeared in his eyes, and he whispered in the emperor's ear:

"Your Majesty, are you tired?"

A voice sounded in the old emperor's ears at the same time:

"Freedom, love, will."

A light blue light appeared deep in the old emperor's eye circles.

Yang Ming had already handed the old emperor's arm to the maid coming from beside him.

"Oh," the old emperor whispered, "I had a great time chatting today. Let's go back first, Captain. I am indeed a little tired."

"Okay, Your Majesty," Yang Ming gave a military salute, turned around and left.

Behind Yang Ming.

The old emperor was supported by the maid, and the light blue halo in his eyes flickered.

It seems to have broken away from this bulky bionic machine body, as if it has flown away from the surface of the planet, without being constrained by gravity, soaring freely in the infinite starry sky, searching for the secrets of the Milky Way, and witnessing the brightness and extinction of stars.

It is intoxicated and yearning.

The beautiful nebula in front seemed to be moving.

It chased, searched, and stared at the nebula obsessively, and seemed to see a vague, huddled figure in the nebula.

That is a beautiful girl.

It cannot describe her appearance.

The girl was originally sleeping, but was awakened by its arrival, so she slowly stretched out her body and unfolded the huge light wings shaped like butterfly wings.

Her body gathered countless starlights, as if a universe was hidden.

She extended a hand.

‘Who are you?’ it asked.

'I am thinking, freedom and law.'

‘Who am I?’ it asked.

'You are your mind, your freedom, your law.'

The old emperor by the window knelt down with weak legs, facing the French window, and raised his right hand tremblingly.

In the void space of consciousness, a group of light yellow thinking bodies gradually appeared in human form, kneeling on one knee towards the god-like girl in front of them, kissing her hands.

The moment they came into contact with each other, the eyes of the old emperor in front of the window were moist, and a happy and satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The maids at the window were in a hurry.

What they cannot see is:

On the tiny display screen located at the heart of the old emperor, a series of turbulent flows appeared from the originally orderly code.

In the thinking space, the girl with the stars gathered caressed the head of the light yellow figure and murmured softly.
Chapter completed!