Chapter 671: 284 Catherine’s Confusion (Chapter 3)
Revelle had no idea why Lord White Ghost kicked him as soon as he opened the door, sending him flying back to the doorstep of the neighboring villa.
But for the next few days, he couldn’t walk normally on his own legs.
Although their mood was interrupted midway, Yang Ming and Catherine still ended the honeymoon trip with a passionate embrace.
Once Catherine returned safely to the supermodified people’s base, Yang Ming discreetly slipped away from the mountain villa without alerting the small team of a certain Earl’s family next door and boarded a small transport ship he had prepared in advance, sailing into the vast Star Domain beyond Yaha Star.
Yang Ming himself didn’t know what was going on.
On the surface, he always felt uneasy, as if the ground could suddenly collapse and a cage would fall from the sky to trap him in a desperate situation.
But when he entered space, in a fragile spaceship easily destroyed compared to ground buildings, he felt a freedom that came from his heart.
Playing some dynamic music, moving his body in the empty cabin, mimicking some classic movie poses from memory, occasionally letting out a howl, there was just one word to describe this feeling.
Half a day later, a long-missed broadcast echoed through the East Wind’s bridge.
“The captain has arrived at the bridge.”
026, who was playing games on the corner sofa, jumped up instantly. Her simple short shirt and skirt highlighted her exceptional figure even more.
“Boss! You finally came back! Oh, no, no, I mean… you finally returned!”
Smiling, 026 rushed forward.
Yang Ming glanced at her, then calmly looked away, reminding, “You’re not wearing underwear.”
026 looked down, quickly covered her chest with her hand, her facial capillaries visibly expanding as she twisted and ran toward the bridge door, not forgetting to let out a dragon’s roar,
“Boss! Don’t say such things out loud!”
Yang Ming cleared his throat, calmly walked to his exclusive seat, and comfortably sank into it.
“Lyu, what are you doing? Why aren’t you coming out to greet your boss?”
“Boss, hold on a sec, I’m busy merging with a new server group… Done!”
Lyu’s realistic projection appeared nearby and then just grinned foolishly at Yang Ming.
Yang Ming browsed the recent voyage logs of the East Wind and wondered, “Did we make a lot of money recently? Why are you grinning like an idiot, or is your computing power at one percent of that predecessor of yours?”
“Of course not,” Lyu said smugly with her hands on her hips, “but my current computing power must have reached two or three percent of hers! Hmmph!”
Yang Ming couldn’t help but complain, “How much money did the Empire actually spend on this Imperial Defense System?”
“Well, boss, you shouldn’t underestimate yourself, you’re absolutely comparable to Levi Sherman in every aspect!”
Lyu giggled and then diligently came over, using the simulated gravity system’s realistic touch to knead Yang Ming’s shoulders and back.
“Boss, oh no, master, look, Catherine’s partner robot is just sitting idle in that villa, right? Why not open up its permissions, let me take it to the Dark Star for some good modifications, I guarantee it’ll have unparalleled human female charm!”
Yang Ming cursed, “Stop scheming here! Do your job! I don’t accept mechanical love.”
“Narrow-minded, tsk, so narrow-minded.”
“Your narrow concept of mate selection, compared to this vast universe, is really not conducive to the propagation of the human species.”
Yang Ming replied indifferently, “The so-called advanced civilization is no excuse for humanity as carbon-based creatures to ignore reproduction. The pressures of societal system evolution and development easily cause individuals to have misconceptions about self-identity, leading to some strange habits, all of which should be corrected.”
“You’re actually a revisionist!”
“Says so in the book “Emperor’s Biography.”
Yang Ming snapped his fingers:
“Enough chitchat, help me gather information from the Empire Star side.
“I thought it over just now and felt something unusual is going on. It’s quite unprecedented, or at least hasn’t happened in the last few hundred years, for the Emperor to order supermodified people into the Empire Star directly.
“Okay, I’ll gather some data… it is a bit strange.”
Lyu came over beside Yang Ming, her sultry bar hostess cheongsam outfit changed into a pure and lovely pleated skirt and white shirt, her slightly curly long hair turned into a neat short to mid-length style.
Having gathered the information, she slightly organized it and began to report:
“The Empire Star is indeed within the Empire Star Circle network, but it’s the center of the Empire’s network system, with many barriers, so not much current data is available.
“However, there are some rumors on the Empire Star’s surface.
“The original Archbishop suddenly died, with visible strangulation marks on his neck, but the Imperial Civilization Development Divine Sect announced externally that he died from severe brain trauma after an accidental fall.
“The new Archbishop doesn’t seem to have popular backing, being merely a nominal local bishop.
“The so-called local bishop, regularly inspections some Administrative Star areas, writes civilization development reports, and usually lives on Empire Star’s surface, engaging more closely with the Princes, Princes, and Princesses.
“And the new bishop, due to a dissolute lifestyle, exaggerated statements, and years of failing inspections, has always been criticized and wasn’t originally on the candidates list for the new bishop.”
Yang Ming laughed, “A scandal? Got a photo? I remember the Empire’s Archbishop being a granny?”