What was the result?

The new head of the Foreign Affairs Bureau, upon taking office, disregarded all consequences and resumed all previous plans, including the strangulation of Wind and the agent project targeting Wind.

Economically, the Empire continues to exert pressure on Wind.

Militarily, the agent cultivation plan has been slightly shelved, but there have been more than a dozen contacts between the Military Intelligence Bureau people and Gudun Mah and Leon (Dabitch).

In terms of propaganda, the Empire began to repeatedly emphasize that Wind is a part of the Empire's history that has been carved out, hinting that the Empire intends to reclaim this land full of potential, causing unrest among the citizens of Wind.

The entire Wind has fallen into multiple predicaments.

Fortunately, with Edwan, no significant capital flight has occurred yet. The financial industry remains stable, and various industries, driven by technological advances, are also booming.

But how long can Wind hold out like this?

Once the Empire decides to withdraw troops from the New Federation and turn a little attention to Wind, Wind won't be able to struggle for a few months.

Boss Yang is very angry, but there is nothing he can do.

He can only prepare for the worst and have Dark Star ready to abandon Wind.

Give him five years, no, three years, and Dark Star, armed with the latest technological heritage of the Intelligent Mechanic Dusk, will give the Sherman Empire a small surprise.

Unfortunately, what Dark Star lacks now is time...

He has a deeper concern:

If the weakening of the Empire by the Faya Civilization to achieve a balance of power among the Four Great Rogues of the Milky Way means the game is about to start?

Right now, he is not confident in protecting his home planet.

Who knows if the time flow on the home planet during the game is consistent with that of the Milky Way? If so, that would be great, as Yang Ming would have enough time to develop Dark Star.

If not, the problem will become more troublesome.

As for whether his home planet can pass the assessment... that is not within Yang Ming's consideration.

He only needs to do what he should do.

In Yang Ming's private lounge, he stared blankly at the large screen in front of him.

The screen displayed the latest news briefings, mainly about the overt and covert struggles among the Four Great Rogues.

Everyone is watching the time node twenty Galaxy Days later because, by then, the Empire's battle cluster will be regrouped. Whether it will be a battle against battle or a battle to promote peace has become the Galaxy's biggest 'pending case'.

"Hanton."

Admiral Thomas's voice came from Yang Ming's epaulet: "There's a small gathering at the Generals' restaurant. Care to join us for some food?"

"Sure, I'll be there."

Boss Yang rubbed his face, switched off the projection screen on the desk, and stretched lazily as he got up.

Having been trapped in the Empire's army for nearly six months, he hasn't made a single jump and feels rusty all over.

...

Lyu's thought space.

'Should I inform the boss?'

A Mechanical Thought Body, dressed as a young girl, pondered as she pinched her chin.

On the projection screen before her, the image of Yang Ming walking through the ship's corridor, where passing officers and soldiers saluted energetically.

The boss looked so imposing.

Yes, using the boss as a transfer station, she had managed to invade the Empire's command ship.

That place belonged to Lyu, and Lyu dared not be too presumptuous, only accessing some surveillance devices to practically watch the boss every day.

Life in the army, in Lyu's view, is extremely boring.

Yang Ming's daily activity revolves around the tactical meeting room, the simulated gravity gym, and the lounge. No major events occur, and logistics tasks do not 'require' the honorary commander's personal attention.

Given Lyu's understanding of her boss,

"The boss must be terribly stifled, in various ways, hehe."

Subsequently, Lyu switched through a few screens, quickly scanning the boss's territory.

The Wind Palace was quiet, Edwan was still working late into the night, protected by Guina;

Miss Mimili's pirate group was active within the Nonar United Kingdom, taking on the 'dirty work' the regular forces of the Wind Alliance could not.

The interstellar situation is as it is, with at least half a month until the war resumes. In Lyu's view, the three major powers of the Galaxy are three idiots. Not one dares to seize a perfect strategic opportunity to launch an offensive against the Imperial Expeditionary Army. Even if wary of the Empire's hidden 'Levi Fleet', at least they should try.

Hoping that the Empire would voluntarily retreat is simply the biggest political joke.

The frontline is overstretched, the Empire's internal economic index has already fallen below the red line. Having initially relied on war to export contradictions, now the stalemate in war has directly intensified domestic contradictions.

There have already been incidents of small nobles and corrupt officials being hung from street lamps and burned to death by the populace.

On Captain Catherine's side, preparations have even been made with two million units of various models of Intelligent Machines, ready to launch an uprising at any moment.

And Captain Catherine is not the only rebel; Lyu has already detected dozens of resistance organizations, many of which are long-established underground revolutionary armies with histories spanning thousands of years, all stirring to action.

The Empire must fight this battle next, and it must win, win beautifully, or the Empire's interior will surely catch fire.

It is estimated that some hidden means of the Empire will be unleashed later.

How can the Empire be made to lose this battle?

This is a question Lyu has pondered for a long time, because only if the Empire loses will her boss have the space and time to rise.

After meticulous calculations by Lyu, there is only one possibility to make the Empire lose—Li's betrayal.

And to make Li betray, her young 'sister' of tens of thousands of years should be able to play a role.

The projection switched back to the restaurant where Yang Ming was, with several generals chatting happily with Yang Ming.

Lyu hesitated for a moment, took a light breath, and a bright light flashed in her eyes, then... she sent a text message to the boss.

In the scene, after a few seconds, Yang Ming raised his watch to glance, gently pressed it twice, and then continued chatting with the generals.

[Do it.]

The boss agreed!

Lyu rubbed her hands eagerly; a virtual button appeared in front of her, and she immediately pressed it vigorously.

The entire Thought Space quickly switched to a 'Steel Cyber' style, Lyu's dress transformed into a light blue close combat suit, and she coolly donned tactical sunglasses.

"Eh?"

A soft voice came from the side, and a little girl approximately thirty centimeters tall floated on the projection platform.

Molly.

"Number two? Why did you bring me into your Thought Space again?"

"I am Lyu! Lyu Lyu Lyu!"

"Alright, number two, but what did you bring me here for? I was just helping my little master with her hair!"

"Business first," Lyu snorted, crossed her arms, and generated a button in front of Molly.

Lyu said: "I am going to access the information source left by Li. If I exhibit any abnormality, such as being eroded by her, controlled by her, attacked by her, and I cannot stop it myself, you should press this button to cut off my connection with the servers on Yaha Star, understand?"

Molly blinked her big eyes: "Understood, but who is Li?"

"Levi Sherman's companion Mechanical Thought Body, with a core of the same level as mine, but she has evolved independently for a short period, and the computing power she possesses now is roughly twenty-three times mine."

Lyu revealed a confident smile:

"She relies on the entire Empire, while I rely on the Dark Star!"

"Well, but you obviously can't beat her."

Lyu pondered slightly and said calmly: "I must obtain enough information to help my boss overcome the current difficult situation."

"Do we have a difficult situation?" Molly asked softly, "We seem to be doing pretty well."

"You don't understand, so many questions! Be prepared!"

"Alright!" Molly held the button, looking at Lyu longingly.

Lyu turned coolly, raised her hand across, and a deep blue vortex appeared before her, she closed her eyes, and slowly extended her right hand forward.

"Wow," Molly couldn't help but admire, "This transition animation is so cool."

"Don't make noise!"

"Oh."

Lyu rolled her eyes, her right hand probing into the vortex.

Come, Li.

She has waited for this day for a long time, and the preparations have been impeccably completed; if you left a message for help, I, Lyu, swear on the boss's chastity archway, will definitely rescue you from the Empire's clutches.

Hm?

Wait, this seems to be some kind of black box technology...

Lyu gave a light eh, and in front of Molly, her figure was suddenly pulled into the vortex.

Molly hurriedly pressed the button, but just before she pressed it, the button suddenly exploded into particle light effects...

The vortex started to slowly expand.

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