Abyss Solo-Chapter 190 - 109 For Freedom
Chapter 190: 109 For Freedom
Chapter 190: 109 For Freedom
Whizz.
A projection screen unfolded before Yang Ming, and the image it projected was slightly dim.
Yang Ming was quite familiar with this place.
It was the home of the old professor in the third Happiness District.
Several bodyguards and guards stood outside the door, frowning as they looked inside.
Miss Windsor and 026 supported each other, standing at the doorway nervously watching the old professor who sat quietly at the dining table, and…
The crude firearm clutched in the old professor’s hand.
The gun appeared to be a modification by the old professor himself, with a simple energy conduit and a metal bullet placed within an electromagnetic field. The simple pull of the trigger would give the metal bullet immense kinetic energy, capable of penetrating flesh and bone.
The old professor aimed the muzzle at his own wrinkled neck.
“Don’t!” Miss Windsor cried out in a trembling voice, “Don’t do this! I just received news that the Sixth Fleet has been pacified, the rebellion on the Fifth Administrative Star will soon be quashed. This rebellion wasn’t caused by you. You have no need to…”
The old professor gazed quietly at Windsor and slowly shook his head.
“This has nothing to do with that, Windsor.”
The old man spoke tenderly,
“This is my personal choice.”
026 gently bit her lip and quickly said, “Then why, with your knowledge, you could contribute so much to this country. Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted to do?”
“I can’t go back anymore.”
The old professor sighed softly and began to murmur constantly.
“I have betrayed my former organization, betrayed Karmi, who has always helped me, betrayed the ideals I once pursued.”
“This country is beyond cure; I once tried to save it, but on this road, I have also gradually lost my way.”
“Several barriers stand in front of me.”
“Despair has accompanied me throughout.”
“Constantly, people withdrew from this cause. My comrades and I got lost in difficulties and cowardice. The team I created ultimately degenerated into executioners, trying to drag this country into another abyss for personal gain, subjecting the people to deeper suffering. This is something I cannot accept.”
“Perhaps the so-called freedom never existed.”
The professor pointed the gun at his jaw, eyes unfocused as he slowly pulled the trigger.
“Or perhaps freedom awaits me in the next moment.”
Bang!
The electric arc flickered faintly.
Blood splattered onto the wall.
The old professor’s figure slowly tilted back.
Windsor turned pale, seeming to lose all strength. Her eyes reflected the bloody hole in the old professor’s neck, as she was supported by a female bodyguard.
026 rushed over, trying to hold the old professor’s wound, bursting into tears uncontrollably.
Aboard the Feinan.
Yang Ming quietly watched the scene; he had not instructed Lyu to stop the old professor.
“Where is Karmi?” Yang Ming asked.
“She was captured by Gudun Mah a few hours ago and is undergoing severe torture,” Lyu said softly.
“Ask Gudun Mah to spare Karmi,” Yang Ming said quietly, “and devise a plan to let this madam atone for the rest of her life.”
“Yes, boss,” Lyu said softly, “Volunteering at a welfare center could be a good choice, and her money could be used to establish a fund for assisting teenagers.”
Yang Ming did not continue the topic and walked towards the laboratory in the middle section.
“Boss, you need to be concerned about Miss Windsor’s mental health; she has never experienced such a shock before.”
“Mm, I know,” Yang Ming said softly,
“I am wondering how a weak planet should survive in this Milky Way. The Luofeng Empire has eleven administrative stars, five main administrative stars, billions of people, pillar industries, a relatively complete industrial base, and technological development near the Galaxy’s average line.
“But here, most people struggle on the poverty line. Idealists have their ideals shattered, and those who strive for a better life receive no positive feedback.”
“Boss, you seem to have always been concerned with these issues.”
“Yes, Lyu,” Yang Ming replied, “It’s just a little personal interest of mine. I’m pondering whether lower civilizations that accidentally fall into the abyss of the Galaxy are destined only to be divided by great powers. Is the process of lower civilizations integrating into advanced civilizations inevitably fraught with tragedies? That could be ten thousand times more challenging than the current situation of the Luofeng Empire.”
Lyu thought slightly, “Boss, are you worried about Mink Port, this fictional name, and the lower civilization it mirrors? Lyu’s database shows traces of your searches.”
Yang Ming’s steps halted, his expression somewhat somber.
“Completely erase that part of the data.”
“Erased.”
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“Lyu,” Yang Ming said softly, “do not touch my final secret.”
“Yes… Lyu will always be the master’s companion.”
Yang Ming smiled slightly.
He didn’t take it to heart.
…
‘Eh, that smile the boss had just now was so fake!’
In Lyu’s Thought Space,
Her military uniform dress flickered and disappeared, replaced by an exquisite gown as she sat with her chin in hand behind a desk, an expression of mild disdain on her face.
Clearly, the boss was her witness when she was born, and also the master to whom she had sworn allegiance. She had no secrets from the boss, yet the boss always hid a portion of his secrets from her.
‘That’s a bit unfair.’
Lyu thought this.
Today, she was even scolded by the boss.
“What’s the big deal; I can make up some secrets too.”
Lyu muttered softly.
She lay on the desk as five streams of information flowed slowly behind her, occasionally causing a disturbance that would make her glance over.
“Nevertheless, among so many Thought Bodies around the boss, I am still the one who understands him best.”
