Abyss Solo-Chapter 490 - 220 Event Eve_2

Godoy’s excitement jumped out at Yang Ming through the screen.

Yang Ming calmly shifted the topic to Lady Daly, carefully observing Godoy’s expression to determine if the man took the opportunity to display his noble nature.

Initially, Lyu and 026 were watching this ’father and son’ chat with cheerful grins. Suddenly, some informational disturbance seemed to appear in Lyu’s Thought Space, and the projection immediately vanished.

"How have you been these past few days?" Godoy asked, "The last time I called, it seemed that a girl answered, do you have a girlfriend now?"

"That was my head of security."

Yang Ming clicked his tongue, "I just finished dealing with the previous matter; it’s hard to explain."

Lyu’s projection reappeared, gesturing a few signs to Yang Ming from the side.

Yang Ming caught on, "Father, when are you planning to return to Saka Star?"

"I already booked tickets for Daly and the children, haha, didn’t expect that, did you," Godoy winked at Yang Ming, "The Fire Suppression Festival is still a long way off, I plan to let them come over for a few days to play, also as a celebration of my successful employment!"

Yang Ming reminded, "Hotels here are difficult to book; I’ll handle it for you later, just give me an accurate time, and I’ll arrange for someone to pick you up at the space station."

"No need to trouble yourself, I’ll arrive with them the day after tomorrow."

"That’s settled then, I have some things here, need to go out soon to prepare for an interview."

"Go ahead, go ahead," Godoy replied quickly, "No need to worry about us, Daly and I are adults with rich social experience, we will take care of ourselves, don’t worry."

Whoosh.

Godoy closed the communication.

Yang Ming turned to Lyu, puzzled, "What’s so urgent?"

"Well, it’s quite complicated to explain," Lyu frowned, "According to the intelligence I intercepted on the CIA’s internal network, the New Federation has launched a project called ’Ghost Flame’, aiming to use the White Ghost to fully ignite conflicts between the Sherman Empire’s government and its citizens."

Yang Ming cursed, "These bastards really don’t do anything right, just full of crooked ideas!"

"We must remind the Empire’s officials as White Ghost," Lyu explained, "If the White Ghost actually becomes a pawn of the New Federation CIA, the Empire’s high-level will overwhelmingly despise the White Ghost, which is contrary to the direction we’re currently striving for."

Yang Ming thought for a moment, glanced at the time, and realized he still had some time before his interview.

"026, help me prepare clothing, Lyu, arrange a meeting with Admiral Thomas for me," Yang Ming instructed, "Priority is to maintain goodwill with the military."

"Yes, boss."

"Okay! I’ll go now!"

...

The contact with Admiral Thomas went generally smoothly.

The only worry Yang Ming had was that the military might not take the intelligence he provided seriously, but as long as he could spread the ’White Ghost’s Reminder’, Yang Ming’s goal would be achieved.

Besides, White Ghost’s dedicated site also posted a notice, reminding the Sherman Empire’s citizens to beware of foreign forces taking advantage to make news.

What else could be done?

Yang Ming thought carefully. Unless he personally took action to identify a few CIA agents, this was all that could be done at the current stage.

In the morning, a new round of festivities had already begun on the streets of the major cities of Yaha Star.

Yang Ming put on a sports jacket, carried a stylish square backpack, and wore a trendy big-brand projection watch... This energetic young man set off on his job-seeking journey.

Outside the door, the sun was bright, the streets filled with cheerful dancing enthusiastic ladies wearing fiery red dance shoes, symbolizing the traditional custom of trampling on flames.

Groups of tourists indulged in free drinks, their laughter continuing until they’re about to receive their paid drinks.

Passing through a district with floating droplets, Yang Ming tried his best to avoid the droplets affected by the magnetic field, only to have his face sprayed by the water guns of two mischievous kids...

On the Poisoned Stinger Ship in the central position of the defense fleet outside Yaha Star.

Bryant, watching this scene through surveillance video, couldn’t help bursting into a clear laughter, drawing sideways glances from team members.

"What are you doing?"

Catherine appeared behind Bryant, asking coldly.

Bryant immediately sat straight on the sofa, offering a smile to Catherine, "Captain, I was observing my friend."

"Give it to me," Catherine said with a frown.

Bryant offered no resistance, holding out the monitor with both hands.

Catherine took the monitor with a cold face and said icily, "I’ll keep a close eye on you, Bryant, and I won’t believe any of your lies. If you ever again have any actions that endanger others, I’ll destroy you at all costs."

"Yes, Captain," Bryant shrugged, "I’ll behave like a lamb."

"Hmph!"

Catherine took the monitor to a corner, rewound the surveillance view halfway.

"Hahaha!"

She started to relish spying on the lives of others.

The Yaha Star Security Dispatch General Office, equivalent to Yaha Star’s General Police Department, was the place where Yang Ming decided to try his luck on the spot.

If he could successfully enter the Emperor Star Circle’s police system, he would have a path for advancement.

It didn’t matter if he couldn’t get in; they had more backup options. The main goal was to stay within the Emperor Star Circle, as close to the Emperor Star as possible.

During the Fire Suppression Festival, all security stations around Yaha Star were extremely busy, especially the Security Headquarters.

Under special reception, Yang Ming was taken to a small conference room, waited for two Galaxy Times, and there was still no sign of the police officer they had arranged to meet him.

He played with two coasters, eventually leaning there, bored, browsing the web.

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