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Chapter 308 - 151 Emperor New Calendar 728 [Extra] _2

Chapter 308: 151 Emperor New Calendar 728 [Extra] _2

Nowadays, although the economic data of the Luofeng Empire had not returned to the level it was three years ago, the economic system had completed its preliminary reform.

Luofeng was no longer highly dependent on international trade of a single industry, and the industrial system had made great progress.

To give the simplest example, the original Luofeng shipbuilding industry could only support the assembly of hundred-meter-class vessels.

Nowadays, Luofeng could already assemble kilometer-class commercial vessels, provided key components were not hindered.

— In terms of military industry, catching up was not a task that could be completed in just one or two years. At this stage, they still mainly purchased warships.

"Your Majesty."

General Fremont, holding the message sent by the officer, said in a deep voice,

"The transport ship on which Major Yang Ming was traveling had already entered the atmosphere. He wanted you to proceed with the ceremony as usual."

"Let’s wait for him," Edwan said, "I hope he can stand behind me today."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Fremont said with a smile, "then I’ll go prepare a ceremonial suit for Major Yang Ming."

Edwan raised his eyebrows, stood up, made an expanding chest movement, and slowly walked to the window of the hall to look at the square below.

The square was teeming with people.

The gigantic floating stands were packed with Wind citizens.

This showed Edwan’s current ’popularity’ among the people, which was also the rewarding result of his tireless work for this country over the past three years.

Edwan stood silently.

His coronation was the first step he took. Next, he planned to spend ten years making the Wind economy more developed and raising the level of education among the population.

To awaken the people’s thoughts and empower them.

He intended to reform the imperial system, establish a cabinet, transfer the Emperor’s power, and explore a system where regional electoral voting and monarchy coexist.

This was the plan he and Yang Ming had made three years ago.

The sunlight shone on his crown, and his silhouette exuded a faint aura of majesty.

Suddenly.

"Your Majesty, you don’t have to wait for me."

A familiar voice appeared from the corner of the hall.

Edwan turned to look at the hallway in the corner, where Yang Ming, dressed in a military uniform, was approaching slowly. His upright figure had not changed since they first met.

The ministers immediately stood up, and the guards bowed their heads in salute.

General Fremont motioned for the maid to present the ceremonial suit, but Yang Ming politely refused with a smile and put on the stiff-brimmed military hat he held in his arms.

"Don’t make your citizens wait too long."

"Come, stand behind me to bolster my courage."

Edwan pursed his lips, stepped to the front door, and Yang Ming followed behind Edwan, one position behind, with his gloved hands clasped behind his back.

The grand doors were slowly pushed open by the guards.

Cheers surged like tidal waves, and the warm sunlight made Yang Ming squint his eyes.

...

When he received the news that Edwan was about to be crowned, Yang Ming was working on technology within the New Federation.

The Old Emperor had been shut down by Princess Dana herself. Before being shut down, he received orders from the Sherman Empire’s Imperial Foreign Affairs Bureau and did not communicate with Yang Ming.

At that time, Yang Ming had finally infiltrated the interior of a New Federation technology company. Lyu had made little progress in attacking the company’s database, so to avoid wasting the previous two months of preparation, he had no choice but to continue waiting.

Luckily, he made it to the coronation ceremony just in time.

Otherwise, Edwan would have nagged him hundreds of times!

In the past two years, Yang Ming had navigated the Feinan in and out of the New Federation’s territory multiple times.

Stealing technology and dealing with patents were only part of Yang Ming’s work, while the White Ghost Organization gained some insignificant achievements.

Relying on the secret intelligence gathered by Lyu, the White Ghost transformed into the New Federation’s ’Public Order Committee,’ continuously exposing dozens of scandals such as the ’Office Brawl between the Minister and Secretary,’ ’Manor Party of a President’s Campaign Team and Capitalists,’ and ’Recording of the New Federation’s Resource Theft Plan Against Allies.’

The White Ghost had already been listed as the top bounty target by the New Federation CIA.

To prevent the White Ghost from stealing secrets, the New Federation had deployed numerous cybersecurity teams, and Lyu was almost caught by the opposition several times.

For this reason, Boss Yang made a decisive move and upgraded Lyu’s hardware twice.

The Feinan allocated one-fifth of its space to install the latest main processor, boosting Lyu’s computing power by four hundred percent.

To be prudent, the Feinan never operated in the interior of the New Federation. Yang Ming specifically chose areas on the edge, where people were on edge, for Lyu to find vulnerabilities in the New Federation’s regional network defenses.

Conversely, the White Ghost gained a large fan base within the Sherman Empire.

This even led to a farcical incident.

A young Little Noble of the Sherman Empire continually hinted that he was the White Ghost, only to have his home blown up by a New Federation Agent, resulting in the tragic death of his entire family.

When Yang Ming heard this news, he was both amused and exasperated, to the point where he even had the thought of retiring the White Ghost.

However, the activity of the White Ghost actually had several other meanings.

Nowadays, the New Federation had shifted its focus away from Wind, declaring the White Ghost as a ’stubborn Sherman Empire monarchist force.’

Even without the main cannon, the Feinan, which had been transformed by those three high-rank Mechanical Thought Bodies, still displayed the strength that troubled the current Galactic superpowers.

This was the advantage of technological superiority.

As the night deepened, the banquet held within the Imperial Palace came to an end, and Yang Ming, exhausted, greeted Edwan with a yawn, boarding the small transport ship waiting on the outskirts of the Imperial Palace.

Yang Ming was truly tired.

He couldn’t understand why, despite Edwan’s coronation, he, a Viscount, Major, and acting captain of the Waglu Battleship, had to engage in endless chatter with a bunch of Wind nobles.