Abyss Solo-Chapter 507 - 226 Little Lyu Eating Melon_2

Catherine picked up her water glass and took a couple of sips, then continued, "Next, my team will depart for the front lines. Captain Griss will take charge of matters here."

"Mm?" Captain Griss wondered, "Have we confirmed where the terrorists are from?"

"The Suri Federation," Catherine quickly replied, "A small country with three administrative stars, it was a vassal state of the Empire over three hundred years ago. It stopped paying tribute and switched to the New Federation Camp. The Empire has launched two wars against the Suri Federation, and this terrorist attack is their retaliation."

A team member said, "Isn’t the New Federation still behind this?"

"Why don’t we just attack the New Federation directly?"

"Those damn Federation folks can’t face us head-on, so they prefer underhanded tactics!"

"Quiet," Bryant raised a finger; the meeting room aboard the Poisoned Stinger Ship fell utterly silent.

Catherine said, "We just need to follow orders without questioning the higher-ups’ decisions. Our team is going because of Bryant, as they need an acknowledgment of this atrocity."

"Understood," Bryant laughed, "I’m quite adept at this sort of thing; there won’t be any mistakes."

Captain Griss sighed, "Let’s hope fewer people die."

"Looking at the current situation, that’s unlikely," Bryant said slowly, "Although the past two days’ headlines have been dominated by the White Ghost, we can’t ignore the surging public sentiment ignited by the terrorist attacks. They say our Empire is a dictatorship, but under such a regime, the higher-ups are more concerned with the so-called public opinion. A real war will definitely break out this time."

Everyone fell silent.

Bryant squinted with a smile, speaking warmly, "I’ll be the executioner; you just need to protect me."

"Meeting adjourned. Rest up," Catherine said, "Orders could come at any time; no one is to leave the ship."

"Yes!"

"I’ll move my office to the surface immediately," Captain Griss fiddled with the appointment document he had just received, "If we can’t find the White Ghost this time, I’ll be in deep trouble."

"Good luck."

Bryant warmly wished him well and decided to send Griss’s action plan to the master immediately.

A qualified informant.

...

Yang Ming received the encrypted message from Bryant and only chuckled softly.

There was a kind of futility, where you put effort into the wrong direction from the start.

Captain Griss had eliminated the correct answer from the beginning, and no matter how hard he tried afterward, it would all be futile.

In the office of the hotel penthouse suite, Yang Ming lay in a chair, snacking, listening to music, watching classic videos from famous political pundits in the Emperor Star Circle, and learning their style of gaining traffic.

His plan was straightforward: create stars.

These pundits had plenty of opportunities to interact with high-ranking officials. He just needed to grasp the business card of the famous detective, then use the media to build influence, and manage Yaha Star’s political circle to establish a foothold there in the shortest time possible.

Combining online public opinion with information media, he could fully defend the image of the White Ghost, preventing it from being trivialized or vilified.

It was practically a win-win situation.

Beside the desk, 026 lay among a pile of documents, dozing off.

Lyu’s realistic projection sat on the desk, hiding behind a snack bag, in front of an array of tiny projection screens.

"Boss, this gossip is getting bigger! Things are lively over in the Free Federation!"

Yang Ming wondered, "Haven’t those old men finished their cause of panic yet?"

"No, it’s not only unfinished, but it’s also brought out a group of local representatives. The Free Federation is a federal system based on state capitals, mixing business and politics, with clear interest groups. Several interest groups are slaying the largest interest group.

"It now involves more than sixty senators and over thirty government officials.

"The Head Star of the Free Federation is in chaos, with over a hundred traffic accidents and more than thirty assassination attempts in just a few hours. The online public is in an uproar."

Lyu chuckled and said:

"Such a political event is truly a once-in-a-century phenomenon."

"Uh," 026 asked in a low voice, "Is it the news I just saw? A bunch of politicians and wealthy folk bought an island on a poor planet to have fun?"

"That’s the one!"

Lyu commented, "These corrupt and decadent humans in power really have no bottom line."

"I’ve seen plenty of this kind of thing," Yang Ming shook his head, "Our little 26 came out from that environment."

"I was saved by the boss," 026 sighed, "The idea that the weak would be respected only happens in fairy tales, I’m living in a fairy tale now."

Yang Ming tossed a fried piece of meat, hitting 026 squarely on the forehead.

shrugged and lowered his head to focus on his work.

Yang Ming pondered how he would comment if such an event happened in the Empire, considering himself a media pundit, how to express his opinion to resonate with netizens.

To ridicule these old politicians’ physical fitness with a mocking tone or use a "stamina enhancement drug advertisement" for satire?

Then, Yang Ming realized that such a thing couldn’t happen in the Sherman Empire.

Those ministers and officials could legally own slaves.

This terrible imperial system.

"Hey, boss!"

Lyu suddenly looked up, "The gossip has gotten to us!"

"What?" Yang Ming was puzzled.

Lyu immediately said, "A video is circulating in the Free Federation; there should be a technical team spreading it. Do you want to take a look?"

"Open it up," Yang Ming was intrigued.

"026 step aside for a moment," Lyu said with a chuckle, "Your clearance isn’t enough yet."

left the meeting room dejectedly.

Lyu manipulated some controls, soon presenting the unaltered, pure video file on a large screen, which she then recorded on the large screen and synced it in front of Yang Ming.

The video content was quite plain: a suit-clad figure with a black hood perched cross-legged on a single armchair.

He spoke perfect Free Federation official language, and if it weren’t for the subtitles in Galaxy Universal Language below, Yang Ming wouldn’t have known what he was saying.

The gist was:

"Hello, White Ghost of the Empire Camp.

"I know who you are; you and I are kindred spirits.

"You’ve already been in touch with the other kindred, haven’t you? I saw the entries on the Empire’s internet, but at that time, I was at a critical moment of integrating forces and couldn’t participate in your interactions. This is unfortunate.

"We share the same mission; I might have more information than you all. We can completely mind our own business, each managing our own camp well is enough.

"But that’s quite boring.

"I’m an adventurer, my doctor has always told me that my mental condition might be problematic, unfortunately, I’ve become the representative of my homeland.

"I believe that those chosen alongside me, the finest warriors from other homelands, will certainly not be content with solitude either.

"How about a competition? Before the game officially begins, let’s decide the winner and loser first, haha, this is interesting.

"You can hide under the strong protection of the Empire, wait for me to complete my upgrade of forces, and I will use the best intelligence and assassination organization to challenge you and the other kindred you’ve contacted.

"Or you can come to the Free Federation and stop me.

"Looking forward to meeting you, the strong and mysterious White Ghost."

Kindred, homeland, before the game officially begins...

Lyu clicked her tongue, "Boss, you guessed right; it really is the Pioneer stirring up trouble. Should we respond? This seems like a declaration of war."

"The best intelligence and assassination organization?"

Yang Ming’s expression turned a bit peculiar.

He was already conquering legion bosses; this guy was still building forces with intelligence organizations, thinking he was advancing rapidly and nearly invincible.

"He’s just a madman."

"Shouldn’t we care about him?" Lyu looked eager to make a move.

"Check if that one in Minter City has responded," Yang Ming laughed, "This guy underestimates the civilizations of the Milky Way, using a bit of information advantage to be fearless, but he’ll hit a dead end eventually. Control the network, don’t let this news ferment within the Empire."

"Yes, boss, anything else?"

"No need, strategically scorn the enemy, tactically take them seriously. Collect information related to the Free Federation and look for opportunities to give him a hard time."

Yang Ming put his headphones back on to hear the pundits’ spiels, leisurely saying:

"He declared war on the White Ghost, what’s that got to do with me, Hui Saka."

"Got it! I’ll rent servers over in the United States!"

Lyu was surprisingly enthusiastic.

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