"The support for the New Federation comes from upholding the civilizational ideals of freedom and democracy. In this Empire's military action, we see the Empire's determination to destroy the New Federation's system.

"We can't help but ask, if the New Federation falls, will the next one be me, will it be us.

"We haven't made any agreements with the New Federation and the Free Federation. This aid purely stems from morality and justice, and also to safeguard the interests and safety of our own nationals..."

Morality?

Yang Ming watched the Prime Minister of the Guel Alliance—this kindly looking old lady—who had given a speech half a day earlier.

He always felt that this lady had told a joke that had never existed in the Milky Way.

What is their true reason for deploying troops?

Yang Ming stood before the large screen with his hands behind his back, lost in thought.

"Commander Hanton!"

An anxious voice called from the rear.

The call for commander suddenly made Yang Ming alert. —After all, the generals at the Military Department always called him Mr. Ghost and Mr. Hanton, showing he was merely a nominal commander.

"Another meeting?"

"No, it's not," the mid-level officer calmed his breath, hurriedly added, "Princess Daphne is about to arrive at the rear army, she brings a commendation letter from the Emperor, it's for you personally."

Yang Ming was stunned for a moment.

Commendation letter?

Having lost the battle, lost occupied territory, with so many dead, the Emperor wants to give him a commendation letter?

Is this going to make him the enemy of the soldiers?

Also not right.

Yang Ming asked: "Was there a mistake? Did we win the battle? Is that why I'm getting a commendation letter?"

"This, maybe you can ask Princess Daphne directly."

"Alright, I'll head over, report this matter to Admiral Thomas, but do not publicize it."

"Yes, Commander!"

Yang Ming slightly pursed his lips, said nothing more, and directly headed towards the aft cabin of the command ship.

...

Indeed, Daphne brought the commendation letter from the Emperor, but after a brief glance, Yang Ming judged that this was not written by the Emperor himself, it merely had the Emperor's 'advanced watermark'.

Nothing else, the Old Emperor probably lacked this depth of culture.

Daphne looked at the detailed war report Yang Ming had brought, gently sighed: "Such a war with so many soldiers dead and wounded."

Her delicate face showed genuine sadness instead of pretended.

"Are you acting?" Yang Ming asked.

"I also have basic personal feelings and a sense of belonging," Daphne retorted unhesitantly, "But you, facing so many soldiers dead, can be so calm."

"That's war."

Yang Ming stuffed his hands into pockets, calmly asked: "I've received the commendation letter, don't publicize this matter."

"Yes, at this time it's also not suitable for publicity," Daphne said, "Besides, I also brought what you've always most wanted."

Yang Ming turned and looked: "Cell cluster?"

Daphne seemed to like Yang Ming's expression, looked at him closely for a few seconds, then nodded slightly: "It's on my flagship, can be delivered to you later."

Yang Ming laughed: "Why so generous this time? Is there a catch?"

"This is what uncle promised you, this time you help the Empire take the blame and bear the war public opinion, uncle should also make some gesture."

Daphne sipped the warm drink, her slender hands grasping the teacup, gently said:

"Hanton, do you want to get it now?"

"No hurry," Yang Ming said calmly, "After getting it, I have to figure out how to absorb it, their intention is for me to perform genetic fusion, enhance my genetic purity, this may require some equipment."

"Really?"

Yang Ming chuckled: "I don't know, maybe upon contact with this cell cluster, I can directly absorb the strange energy inside."

"Then I'll have someone send it to you right away."

"Why didn't you bring it directly?"

"Mainly hesitating earlier whether to directly give it to you," Daphne lowered her head, sent a message out, "I also thought of getting some benefit from you."

Yang Ming sat down beside her, sank into the soft sofa, gently exhaled:

"The Empire actually lost the battle..."

"Yes, I was shocked too when I heard the news," Daphne replied, "The three major powers acting simultaneously, looks like our days ahead are going to be difficult."

Yang Ming asked: "Do you know the inside story?"

"Heard a bit, before coming here, uncle and others held an emergency meeting, I eavesdropped nearby."

Daphne hummed a few times, her eyes showed traces of remembrance and thoughtfulness.

"They suspect this is interference from high-dimensional civilizations, said it might be for millennial cyclical balance, a kind of skills manipulation over camps."

Yang Ming raised an eyebrow.

Daphne asked: "Do you know what this means? Can you tell me? As an exchange of information between us."

"Of course, actually, you could also obtain this information from your uncle."

Yang Ming said:

"A trial of lower civilizations known as the Faya Game, lower civilizations scattered across the Milky Way in space-time bubbles.

"The trial proceeds in a five-out-of-three format, each lower civilization accesses a game named 'Abyss', the backdrop of the game is the data moment of some instance in the Milky Way.

"Of course, this data processing is a rough description, they simplify many things, and then independently extend afterward.

"I come from one of these civilizations, known as Pioneer, the mission of the Pioneer is to meet our home planet... Well, that's my biggest secret, you are now the third one in the Empire to know."

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