Abyss Solo

Chapter 156: 092 Omen_2

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“No,” Yang Ming laughed, “I’m sure you won’t refuse my invitation. You’re not a beast that will willingly walk into its own grave.”

Kolev remained silent.

The old man looked at Mimili, also torn and pondering.

Yang Ming’s daring Mechanical Thinking Civilization Plan;

The current chaotic state of the Luofeng Empire;

Mimili’s dreams and persistence…

“Hanton,” Kolev said softly, “can you have a good talk with my daughter?”

Yang Ming laughed, “Of course.”

“If she causes trouble with you, just lock her up for a few days until I come back to handle it. I’ll find a way to ensure she keeps this secret.”

“Alright, understood. Safe travels.”

Yang Ming closed the dialogue box in front of him, feeling inexplicably relieved.

Buzz, buzz!

A message from Kolev suddenly popped up.

‘You won’t take advantage of others’ misfortune, right?’

Yang Ming was immediately filled with disdain, not wanting to bother with the filthy-minded old man.

Lyu’s Thought Space.

“Lucky you.”

Lyu snapped his fingers, and Molly’s vacant eyes regained their light.

“Huh? I think I just took a nap… such a strange feeling…”

Lyu snorted, “I only turned you off.”

“But Number Two.”

“Don’t call me Number Two!” Lyu was already on the verge of going mad, “I’m called Lyu! Lyu! The law’s Lyu! The supreme law’s Lyu!”

“Wow,” Molly clapped admiringly, “you’re great at naming yourself, Number Two.”

Lyu opened his mouth, a tiny ghost emerging from his lips.

In the back, the flow of information suddenly showed disturbance. Lyu casually drew a circle, confining Molly in place, and immediately analyzed the source of the disturbance.

Soon, Lyu’s expression gradually turned serious.

“Something’s happened, boss.”

“What?” Yang Ming immediately became alert.

“At the Luofeng Imperial Palace, Princess Dana just fell. But what’s more troubling than that is the scene that startled her.”

Lyu quickly said,

“Can I use the backdoor left at the Old Emperor’s place? The Emperor’s bedchamber has no surveillance or cameras.”

Yang Ming sat on the sofa opposite Mimili, speaking slowly, “Permission granted.”

With a swoosh, a scene appeared in front of Yang Ming.

This was the Old Emperor’s first-person perspective.

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“Take off your clothes.”

The Old Emperor commanded in a low voice.

In front of the throne.

The young maid was pale, her fingers trembling as she reached for the buttons of her collar.

She couldn’t quite understand why His Majesty suddenly dismissed everyone else but left her alone.

If His Majesty fancied her appearance, it might be a good thing for her. Even if she couldn’t gain nobility from it, according to the palace’s unwritten rules, she might at least gain some fortune.

But this His Majesty… had not had such needs for seven years…

The maid undid two buttons of her long skirt, letting her smooth, long hair fall in front of her. As her fingers slid toward her chest, she couldn’t help but look up at the throne.

The Old Emperor rested his head on one hand, his finger pressed against his temple. His age-spotted face was calm, but his eyes were full of aggression.

The maid’s long skirt gradually fell.

“Take off your underwear.”

The Old Emperor continued to command.

“Your, Your Majesty…”

“Hmm?” The Old Emperor laughed, “Do you want to defy my order?”

The maid hurriedly knelt.

The Luofeng Empire’s imperial system imitated the old system of the Sherman Empire, with the Emperor having ultimate decision-making power. The high-level Mechanical Guards outside only obeyed the Old Emperor and could shoot anyone here at any time.

“Take off your underwear.”

“Yes, yes, Your Majesty.”

The maid pulled up the strap of her underwear, letting it slide off her shoulder.

Her hands still clutched her chest, holding onto her last piece of clothing.

But under the Old Emperor’s gaze, she could only slowly let go, baring herself as she walked to the throne, to be forcefully embraced by the Old Emperor, her body slightly twisted.

The Old Emperor’s hand brushed through her hair, seemingly murmuring something softly.

The maid’s mind was blank; she didn’t know what she was facing, or if it was just being held like this…

“Princess Dana requests an audience!”

“Princess Dana!”

“You can’t just storm into His Majesty’s bedchamber!”

There was some commotion at the bedroom door.

The Mechanical Guards stood motionless.

Princess Dana, regardless of the obstruction by two guards, pushed open the palace door and forcibly entered, lifting her skirt to quickly ascend the five steps.

The beautiful princess slightly raised her head, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

The Old Emperor embraced that snow-white body.

His old eyes gazed at Princess Dana, and his wrinkled hand gently stroked the spine of the young human female, causing her body to tremble continuously.

Dana instinctively stepped back half a step, losing her footing and falling backward, landing hard on the ground. The shock on her face was replaced by a look of pain.

The guards outside instinctively wanted to come in and help, only to look up and see a scene they should not have seen.

The Old Emperor chuckled, indifferent.

He ignored the chaos at the hall door, focusing on the humanoid toy in his arms.

‘Imperial power.’

It murmured continuously in the dim light.

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Damn.

Did he and Lyu really trigger the Intelligent Mechanical Crisis?

Yang Ming’s expression was suddenly colorful.

“Lyu, what does this count as?”

Lyu’s projection appeared on the dial, whispering, “It can be counted as a small victory for the Intelligent Machines. We turned a nation’s Emperor.”

“Be serious.”

“Alright,” Lyu’s expression became much more obedient, “This is the Old Emperor’s self-awareness awakening, twisted by imperial power’s self-recognition. He should now feel he’s above all bipeds, with Princess Dana being his controller and overseer.”

Yang Ming inquired, puzzled, “Are you saying this is the Old Emperor showing defiance to Princess Dana?”

“That’s right,” Lyu reminded, “This isn’t necessarily bad for us, boss. If the Old Emperor and Princess Dana have a falling out, it will be easier to stir up the waters in the Luofeng Empire. You are about to enter the military and will be temporarily away from the palace, so it won’t pose a direct threat to you.”

Yang Ming sat there, analyzing carefully.

The situation in the Luofeng Empire was now too complex, and the position of the Old Emperor was too sensitive, almost affecting everything.

However, there was one thing that Yang Ming found quite satisfying.

The possibility of the Intelligent Mechanical Old Emperor losing control meant that the trash Sherman behind him wouldn’t gain much in Luofeng.

“Lyu, keep watching, see how things develop.”

Yang Ming grinned,

“Things are getting more and more interesting… Remember to send Miss Windsor a message for me, make up a reasonable excuse, tell her I have an urgent order to leave. If necessary, have Edwan cover for me.”

“Understood, boss. According to the analysis of Mimili’s brainwave fluctuations, she should be waking up soon.”

Yang Ming suddenly asked, “You didn’t bully Molly, did you?”

“Of course,” Lyu’s voice had a faint tremor, “We got along very well.”

Just as Lyu finished speaking, Mimili’s long eyelashes gently fluttered.

Mimili slowly opened her eyes, greeted by a dim environment and a stranger’s presence sitting nearby.

Then, she caught that familiar, deeply ingrained voice.

“You’ve improved quickly, Mimili.”

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