Abyss Solo
Chapter 489: On the Eve of Event 220

Chapter 489: On the Eve of Event 220

"White Ghost’s whistleblower report once again arrived on time. The first official within the Emperor Star Circle caught in the report fell from power this morning, with a massive unexplained fortune."

"The official wanted notice still showed no signs of withdrawal. Public sentiment continued to brew, with protests erupting on over ten Administrative Stars, demanding that the government respect citizens’ right to whistleblow."

"White Ghost is challenging the Empire’s surveillance system!"

"Instead of a challenge, it’s more of supervision and supplement. The problems weren’t created by White Ghost; he just exposed them."

"What is the real background and whose mouthpiece speaks against White Ghost’s whistleblowing of corrupt officials?"

"We don’t care who White Ghost really is. We only care if he can gain the respect of officials. He is us, he is one of us with more power."

...

In the morning, Yang Ming woke up in a penthouse suite in a hotel on Yaha Star, casually scrolling through the morning news and politics to review last night’s work.

The results were not bad.

A group of commentators were debating and arguing about the matter, but essentially just leeching off the buzz.

Lyu was fanning the flames behind the scenes, guiding the public opinion in favor of White Ghost.

Yang Ming smiled contentedly, turned off the projection TV, walked to the mirror, stretched, and began his leisurely day.

The little bedroom door in the suite opened. 026 peeked out, cautiously tiptoeing to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the boss.

She had spent the entire night pondering—if the boss ever unleashed his animalistic side and tried to impose office rules on her, how would she tactfully decline, keeping the purity of their relationship?

But the door to the little bedroom hadn’t opened once.

This led 026 to gradually fall into self-doubt, scrutinizing herself intently whenever she encountered a reflective surface.

Was the cute style outdated?

Why had she spent so much time with the boss, during his emotional vacuum period, and he still hadn’t shown any interest in her?

"It’s burned."

Yang Ming casually reminded her as he passed by.

looked down at the frying pan, panicking once more.

Yang Ming shook his head and sat at the end of the long dining chair.

Lyu’s projection appeared nearby, wearing a mature secretarial suit, and began delivering the daily brief.

Currently, in the name of the Molly Miss Mining Group, Lyu had already rented several mainframe computers, establishing a foothold in the network world of Yaha Star.

Bryant’s mentally controlled portion of the gray market had been firmly grasped by Lyu, making it the first benefit they gained in the Emperor Star Circle of the Sherman Empire.

"Report on Bryant’s whereabouts."

"He’s on the outskirts of Yaha Star," Lyu softly said. "He should still be on duty for the Yaha Star Fire Suppression Festival, and there is indeed a terrorist group active on Yaha Star. They planned over a dozen operations, all timely discovered by the Empire, thanks to the supermodified people."

Yang Ming raised an eyebrow.

Lyu continued, "According to the latest monitoring by Lyu, it can be confirmed that the New Federation CIA has fully intervened in the White Ghost wanted notice event."

"What the hell?"

Yang Ming tossed the electronic newspaper aside, puzzled, "What is the CIA doing intervening in this matter?"

"They are using their information resources to help White Ghost plead injustice," Lyu laughed, "They are trying to use the wanted notice event of White Ghost to divide the Empire’s officials from the citizens."

Yang Ming cursed, "They really are a bunch of flies."

Lyu explained, "This is good news, from any angle. It can help us expand our influence or provide us with a scapegoat, categorizing the unrest as a CIA conspiracy."

Yang Ming pondered carefully.

Clad in an apron, 026 arrived at the table with freshly made breakfast, showcasing her outstanding talent in the maid career.

Yang Ming thanked her and signaled for 026 to sit down and eat together, implying longtime employees shouldn’t be overly formal.

"We still haven’t figured out the composition of the Empire’s upper echelons," Yang Ming said. "Although Bryant provided us with key information, at this stage, we still can’t confirm if White Ghost will be accepted by the high-ranking officials."

Lyu asked, "Should we continue to advance the whistleblowing plan next?"

"After two more reports, pause the matter. We can’t push these Empire bureaucrats too hard."

Yang Ming drummed his fingers on the table and couldn’t help but click his tongue,

"At this stage, can we find some Insects? It’s best to have White Ghost make an appearance and fight the Insect Race again to boost his influence.

"The internet has a short memory; we can’t let the continuous whistleblowing of corrupt officials dilute White Ghost’s image as a pesticide. That would be counterproductive."

Lyu laughed, "There are definitely burrowed insect points within the Empire, but the Insect Race is too cunning. The continuous purging of them earlier triggered their protection mechanism, making it quite challenging to locate them directly."

"Have the Mining Group keep trying their luck."

"Yes, boss... You have a job interview today too," Lyu cheerfully reminded, "Whether you can become an excellent grassroots public security officer in the Emperor Star Circle will depend on today’s interview!"

Yang Ming’s expression suddenly tightened.

He really hated any form of interview.

The terminal he used publicly continued to vibrate. Yang Ming took a glance, signaling Lyu to step aside, and accepted a call from Viscount Godoy Saka.

Due to the distance within the Constant Star System, the call had about a two-second delay.

"Oh, Hui! I passed my interview!"

"Congratulations," Yang Ming gave a thumbs up. "I’m just heading to the police station for my interview today."

"Haha! Don’t worry. It’s a very simple thing. I’m over fifty and still received an offer from the shipbuilding giant..."