277 The Emperor's Party
"Hero of the Empire, Hanton the White Ghost, begs to see His Majesty the Great Emperor."
Elder Pitson bowed his head, leaned over, and shouted forward.
Yang Luo followed behind Elder Pisen, his face stiffened, his back straightened.
He tried to look straight ahead, but was dazzled by the crystal elemental decorations everywhere and the coolly dressed maids everywhere.
The emperor of the Sherman Empire really knows how to enjoy.
This should be a living room, Yang Luo estimated that the area could be thousands of square meters, several rows of supporting columns were wrapped in fountains, flowers, handicrafts, and the decoration was perfectly integrated with the cabin structure itself.
The carpet on the ground seemed to be a whole, covering the area as far as Yang Luo could see.
There are one or two hundred female human beings in the hall, and they are divided into two categories according to the type of work.
One is the maid who can move at will, and is still responsible for the routine task of serving tea, water, and fruits.
On the other hand, there are 'space' models, who are part of the dΓ©cor of the living room, wearing a variety of artistic clothes with a fabric coverage of no more than 30% of the body surface, remaining static in different areas, and changing their looks every half to five minutes.
But no matter what type of work it is, they are all big beauties, tall and slender, or slightly plump, or slender and moving, and their appearance is Chunlan, autumn chrysanthemum, summer peony, and a hundred fragrances compete for beauty.
No wonder, when Yang Luo was interstellar surfing, he could often see stalks ridiculing the Sherman Emperor.
Where is this immorality?
This should be systematic, thoughtful self-indulgence.
Yang Luo only glanced at it a few times, then lowered his head slightly and stepped forward behind Elder Pisen.
The style of clothes on these girls also gave him a lot of hints about the emperor's preferences.
The futuristic style, based on silver and white, is the mainstream of the art style here.
Walking forward for about fifty meters, Yang Luo saw the steps in front of him, and Elder Pisen also stopped, and inadvertently gestured to Yang Luo, signaling Yang Luo to salute together.
Swish!
The military uniform on Yang Luo's body made a clear sound due to the vibration.
He clenched his hands into fists, swung his right hand forward and his left hand back, gave a standard imperial military salute, and looked up straight ahead.
The emperor sat on a throne twenty meters away.
At a distance of twenty meters, Yang Luo found at least twelve energy shields, found at least six handmaidens who were actually genetically modified warriors, and saw seven or eight imperial ministers and elders wearing antique robes with intricate patterns, as well as three familiar old imperial generals.
This is, the power core of the Empire!
And the old emperor, Yang Luo denied his previous inference at first glance.
It's a living being, not a sapient machine.
At this moment, with an elegant smile, the emperor was also carefully looking at the young man below, and then turned his head slightly, faced the camera ball next to him with a straight face, and shouted in an exaggerated voice like that of a drama actor:
"Oh, who is this? Hanton, the great hero of our empire! White Ghost!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Yang Luo's voice was sonorous and powerful, and his eyes deliberately showed undisguised heat.
"Being summoned by you is the highest reward I have received so far!"
The old emperor's smile was obviously much more real.
He sighed softly and continued to speak in a slow voice according to the script he had designed himself:
"The empire has existed for tens of thousands of years, and in every era, there will be heroes in every era, and it is the luck of my Sherman Empire to have you in this era."
"I've been keeping an eye on you, Hanton, and although I can't directly interfere in these non-important government affairs due to the laws of the Empire, I've been telling them to be kind to our heroes and be more tolerant and understanding."
"I already knew what happened to you, a long time ago."
"Because of your loyalty to the Empire, you applied for genetic fusion experimental modification without hesitation, saved hundreds of scientific research team workers in a dangerous environment, and under the persecution of the New Federation through international political influence, you are still in a cage and continue to fight against these evil forces, and you have never said half a line to discredit the Empire."
"When the empire fell into the crisis of insect plague, you went deep into the territory of the new federation to investigate and collect evidence, and with some ancient technology obtained by chance, you contributed the most critical insect detection technology patents to the empire."
"When the infestation broke out, when my dear people were in despair and helplessness, you stood up again."
"So far, you have directly saved 400 million people of the empire, and encouraged countless people of the empire who harbor patriotic ideas but are persecuted by foreign forces."
"When I saw that number, I was in a state of great shock."
"Hanton, I'm proud of you."
The old emperor slowly stood up, as if he was excited to say that he was going to move forward to Yang Luo.
"Your Majesty..."
There was a maid in charge of security on the side who frowned and reminded.
Standing below are not just the heroes of the Empire.
According to the data, this is a low-level officer who was forcibly carried out genetic experiments by the Kigrove experimental team, betrayed by the surviving scientific research team, abandoned by the Imperial Military Intelligence Agency, and almost killed by the Imperial Dreadnought.
This is unstable and is an individual with the potential for extreme behavior.
But the emperor ignored the reminder.
He walked with a firm step, what should have been a somewhat ordinary figure, and under the cover of a loose robe, he was slightly taller.
The emperor walked to the two steps, no more than a meter away from Yang Luo.
The two maids on the side followed closely, and another maid came over and brought two trays, and by the way, Yang Luo was faintly restrained.
Yang Luo smiled secretly in his heart.
He really wants to sneak attack the old emperor, and these creatures can't react as well as Catherine's sister, but they really can't stop it.
The emperor picked up a medal in the tray and beckoned to Yang Luo:
"Come here, Hanton, don't be inhibited."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Yang Luo lowered his head, stepped up the steps, and raised his head slightly.
From this angle, he really felt the kindness of the old emperor, the warmth and kindness in the old emperor's smile.
The emperor pinned the medal to Yang Luo's chest.
The elders, ministers, and generals began to applaud softly.
"What I can give you is honor rather than praise, and praise is earned by you with strength and action," the emperor said softly, "You are my pride to deserve this highest medal of the Emperor Star, son." β
Before Yang Luo could react, the emperor had already opened his hands and hugged him hard.
It felt as if Dong Zhuo had hugged Lu Bu.
Yang Luo said with a little excitement: "Thank you, Your Majesty." β
The dome beeps when it turns off.
The emperor let go of Yang Luo, squinted and smiled, and patted Yang Luo on the shoulder: "Very good young man." β
Then the emperor turned around and walked back to his throne, several ministers cast a kind look at Yang Luo, and Elder Pisen on the side motioned for Yang Luo to follow him and walked a few steps to the side, standing at the bottom of the steps together.
That's it, it's over?
The emperor sat down in the throne slumped and frowned, "How was my acting just now?" β
A snow-white elder immediately laughed, "It's perfect!" My Great Majesty!"
"Well, the people like this, then we will show this to the people and have fun with the people."
The emperor beckoned, his gaze swept over Yang Luo, and two maids on the side walked over, knelt beside the emperor's lap, and helped the emperor take off his elegant boots.
Yang Luo:
Made!
He was really touched just now!
The emperor asked, "How are the negotiations?" β
"Your Majesty, the new federation has been defeated by our invincible fleet of ships, and the negotiations are going well," the military boss quickly introduced, "However, the president of the other side has refused to come to you to present the instrument of surrender, and we are putting pressure on them. β
The emperor said indifferently: "Aren't they grateful for my pardon? β
"This..."
The Great Elder on the side said with a smile: "Their people are naturally grateful, Your Majesty, but in this matter, those hypocritical politicians always put their personal interests before the interests of the country, and they are unwilling to bow their heads for their own political destiny, which is also their normal psychology." β
"We've hit their first star," the Emperor laughed, "and it's the sense of ritual that counts, and that sense of ritual ensures that we are the real winners, and not that they will later make a big splash on the Internet." β
The military boss said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, we may be able to eliminate some of the new Federation's combat power. β
"I've ordered them to be spared."
The emperor looked at the old general: "Do you want the emperor of the empire to rebel?" β
"No, Great Your Majesty, I just think...... We can expand some of the gains, and the new federation will inevitably hate us."
The old general kept explaining the necessity of destroying more of the new Federation's living forces at this moment.
Yang Luo listened carefully and admired those 'plastic artists' by the way
These girls look really good.
Soon, Yang noticed a little abnormality, and he saw a lot of similarities in seven or eight girls.
He was already very sensitive to living things, and these seven or eight girls gave him the feeling that it was like ...... The same person.
Cloning technology?
Good guys, isn't it an interstellar rumor that the Emperor used the absolutely forbidden human cloning technology for his own pleasure?
"That young man Hanton! Yes, Hanton!"
The emperor suddenly opened his mouth to summon, and Yang Luo immediately turned around and looked up at the old emperor.
"There will be a celebratory banquet later, on this ship, there will not be too many people involved," the old emperor said with a smile, 66 You can stay, I think you are quite interesting. β
Yang Luo smiled and nodded.
He actually couldn't refuse, after all, this old man held the power of life and death for everyone in the empire.
But Yang Luo didn't expect that one day, he would really be able to witness the depravity of the empire's most powerful aristocratic group.
But what does he have to complain about?
People took him with them when they opened a 'hard party'.
The softly lit hall is filled with beautiful men and women.
The ministers and generals were not here, and several elders had reached the age of not being able to grow old, and at the moment they were just eating, drinking, and chatting about some government affairs in the corner beside the emperor.
Several princes who were loved by the old emperor were surrounded by beautiful women, and there would be some fragrant scenes from time to time.
When creatures interact deeply, the translucent shielding device that appears on its own becomes the last fig leaf.
The old emperor squinted and smiled at the scene below, he liked this kind of scene very much.
Pursuit of desire, biological instinct, self-indulgence.
Melodious tunes streak through everywhere like flowing water, and pleasure bombards the numb spirit.
Yang Luo sat in the back position with some restraint.
Where had he seen this meeting.
A projection screen appeared next to Yang Luo's side, and inside was the old emperor's seemingly slightly drunk face.
"What do you think, Hanton?"
"Your Majesty," Yang Luo frowned, "I'm not used to the environment here. β
"Haha, I see," the Emperor said with a smile, "I can't show too much concern for you when those old things are here just now...... Will you sneak up on me? Hanton? β
"How could I be, Your Majesty, I am loyal to the Empire."
The emperor raised his eyebrows slightly: "All the people standing in front of me have said similar things to me, come here, I have something to talk to you about." β
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Yang Luo stood up, walked past the stacks of overlapping flesh, and walked to the emperor's seat without squinting.
The Emperor pushed away the maids in his arms, and only two maids stood behind him.
Several maids pushed the somewhat heavy sofa, Yang Luo saw this, took the initiative to stretch out his right hand, his mental power opened slightly, and the sofa slid over on its own.
"Wow!" The old emperor's eyes lit up, "This is telekinesis?" Mental power? β
"Yes, Your Majesty," Yang Luo said, "after the brain is developed to a certain extent, it can produce similar powers, and there are many wonderful uses. β
The old emperor smiled: "I've read almost all the superalterant materials, and you are the one that surprised me the most...... Can I touch it? Your skin. β
Yang Luo:
Damn, shouldn't this old man have had enough of ordinary people and women?
Although his mental control is not as good as Bligh's, he also has this ability to watch the house, isn't the emperor afraid......
Oh yes, this is the Emperor of the Empire, and there's a good chance he's really not afraid of any means imaginable.
Yang Luo stretched out his right hand, and the emperor leaned sideways, grabbed Yang Luo's right hand, and gently rubbed it a few times.
"Your body, after completing the genetic modification of the ancient gods, has grown and developed very slowly, right?"
The old emperor asked softly:
"Hanton, you're in exactly the same state as you were when the Kigrove test ship exploded, right?"
"They avoided talking about this topic to me, the laws of the empire and the admonitions of the emperors of the past are also prohibiting this kind of thing, the emperor must not reform himself, listen, what a ridiculous decision."
"I have everything, but I can't continue my youth and life, oh no, even if it's just youth, I understand that life should be given a full meaning by natural death."
The old emperor sighed slightly and let go of Yang Luo's right hand.
He looked up at Yang: "One of the characteristics of the ancient gods is immortality, can you do it too?" Dear Hanton. β
Yang Luo suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
At this moment, it was as if he saw a nutrient tank full of his own excrement.
"Your Majesty," Yang Luo sighed in a low voice, "the world is balanced. β
"Balance?"
"If you get something, you will lose something," Yang Luo quickly organized the language in his heart, "I am the same, I have lost a lot of precious things." β
The old emperor looked down at Yang Luo's people.
Yang Luo hurriedly said: "This is still normal. β
"And what did you lose?"
"A lot," Yang Luo sighed, "The simplest price is that I have to be accompanied by the genetic stabilizing liquid for the rest of my life, without this thing, I would have collapsed myself within half a month and become an unconscious cosmic creature, occupied by the instinct of the cell." β
"Oh, then you stay away from me first," the old emperor shifted his body in disgust, "don't splash me when you collapse." β
Yang Luo opened his mouth.
The old emperor had already laughed.
The emperor patted Yang Luo's arm and said softly:
"You don't have to be nervous, the emperor is actually locked in a cage, and I won't hurt you anything, I'm just curious."
"Who doesn't want to live forever, to be vibrant, to live a few hundred years longer?"
"The emperor can do it, I have various ways to do it, but I can't, I must let my heir sit in this position steadily after the end of my natural lifespan, maintain the vitality of the throne, and provide a steady stream of development impetus for the country."
"Every emperor will face these, so if you look at the following princes, they are unambitious and addicted to carnal desires, and they are the most suitable candidates for the next emperor."
"As long as the emperor doesn't toss, it's the best option for the empire."
Yang Luo smiled: "Your Majesty, I don't understand this. β
"You don't have to understand," the Emperor pointed to the screen behind him, "and there are a few women there." β
Yang Luo:
"Young man, Hanton, my knight."
The Emperor whispered:
"I can give Xu Xu everything she wants, but you have to give me what I want first."
"Those women have a blood drawing device ready, I need a little blood from you for research, not too much, a hundred milliliters is enough."
"In this way, you have my handle, the Emperor's handle."