Chapter 47: 034 Yang Ming’s Plan
The second deployment of spores was carried out by Yang Ming himself.
Of course, Kolev had no intention of looking down on “Boss Guka”, it was purely… Yang Ming did not take the other party seriously and volunteered to work alone.
Yang Ming did not want to develop a dependence on Kolev, after all, his own plans had to be carried out alone.
The deployment went smoothly, Guka’s two ships had been successfully infected by the electronic spores.
Incidentally, this second-hand Stealth Boat, worth over a million Federation Credit Coins, had also completed its main mission in the first half of the plan and was now fixed in the tail hangar of the Feinan.
Tsk tsk, this thing would be his from now on!
Captain Yang Ming, who had “captured” a second-hand Stealth Boat without even starting a battle, felt very pleased and was full of confidence for the upcoming plans.
“Captain has arrived at the bridge!”
The voice of Molly No. 2 was still full of energy today.
“How’s it going, Kolev?”
“Very smooth!” “Very smooth.”
Two voices sounded simultaneously, and two Kolevs turned their heads at the same time, synchronously raising their left hands.
At a glance, it was hard to tell which one was the real Kolev.
The difference was that the Kolev on the left wore a silver-white helmet and held a champagne flute, while the one on the right still had a vacant gaze and empty hands.
Yang Ming exclaimed, “It’s almost deceivingly real! Apart from being expensive, it’s almost flawless.”
It was indeed expensive.
This bionic robot was priced at two million Federation Coins because of its “master-synchronization” capability; in some politically unstable countries, politicians regarded it as a second life.
Accompanying this robot was a metal cabinet displayed in the corner of the bridge.
This was a device that could quickly generate a new identity for the bionic robot, containing expensive bionic materials that allowed the robot to change its ‘skin’ within half an hour.
Kolev removed his helmet.
The stand-in robot slowly bowed its head, and a faint glow appeared on its chest, entering standby mode.
“Hanton! Ha ha! We can pop the champagne now!”
Kolev said excitably, “Those two million were well spent! I even want to get one for my daughter!”
“Are we celebrating before even half the preparations are done? My dear First Mate Kolev, don’t be more impatient than me; I’m just a young lad, and you’re already ancient!”
Yang Ming joked as he laughed.
He took off his combat suit jacket, quickly reached the control panel, and skillfully opened the Star Map to locate the next target point.
Previously a black market location.
Due to the intimidation of the Guel Alliance Battleships, the black market traders in Olhaif had long since fled.
Olhaif itself was a marginal administrative star of a poor country, with a poor political environment, weak industrial system, and virtually non-existent space defenses.
Feinan steered towards the nearby “Gravitational Blur Equilibrium Zone,” with Yang Ming setting the pre-jump mode.
Kolev came over with a plate of steak: “Hanton, don’t you need to rest a bit? We’re well prepared, there’s no need to be so tense.”
“Isn’t this already resting?”
Yang Ming leaned back, and the chair automatically adjusted to a reclined position.
Kolev handed over the plate of steak, and Yang Ming grabbed two strips and stuffed them in his mouth, chewing vigorously.
The taste of rich sauce filled his mouth.
Yang Ming said, “Molly No. 2, give me the detailed information on Olhaif.”
Kolev remarked, “You really are a workaholic.”
The projection screen in front of Yang Ming now displayed several pages of graphic information.
The planet had a permanent population of about eight hundred thousand, all residing in two cities.
Because of the departure of the black market merchants, Kimo, Guka, and Lina had all completely loosened their surveillance of this place.
Yang Ming and Kolev had chosen this location because, behind the two cities, there was a city ruined from war—an excellent ambush point.
Kolev laughed, “The robots we installed have been working on the backside of the planet for half a month now, and these people haven’t noticed a thing.”
Yang Ming recalled the two distinctly different cities of Olhaif.
One looked like a part of a wealthy provincial block of the Sherman Empire;
The other resembled the rubbish dumps on the outskirts of the city.
“Is there any fun in the residential areas of Olhaif?” Yang Ming asked.
“There’s plenty of entertainment. Pirates often go there to spend money, high markups, rich service industry,” Kolev said slowly, “Once this matter is resolved, we can also go there to relax.”
“Foot massages and shaving?”
“No no no, as long as we don’t bring Mimili, we can enjoy whatever entertainment you can think of.”
Kolev winked, and Yang Ming squinted with a smile.
“Alright, now let’s talk about the third step of the plan,” Kolev said, “I really don’t know how you came up with it, such an incredible trick.”
Yang Ming said calmly, “Just a simple case of ‘killing three warriors with two peaches’.”
“Never mind, I made that up,” Yang Ming’s eyes narrowed slightly, “You should get ready to fake your death.”
Kolev advised, “You’ll still need this bionic robot later, be careful when you shoot; don’t hit its True Son’s Brain, that thing can’t be repaired if broken. Aim for the heart, it’s empty and there’s a blood pack there.”
“Don’t worry, I care about this thing more than you do; it’s my hope for shaking off the Guel Alliance,” Yang Ming yawned, “I’ll take a nap, wake me up before we reach Olhaif.”