Abyss Solo
Chapter 571 - 249 Complete Sixth Rank Insect Swarm!_2

Chapter 571: 249 Complete Sixth Rank Insect Swarm!_2

The projection screen quickly returned to normal.

The young Count Rasoga excitedly punched the air a few times, then took a deep breath to maintain his ’general demeanor’ and continued to command the fleet.

"Count," the silver-haired old butler beside him reminded, "you were too humble earlier. You are an Empire count, and even in the presence of a civilian hero, you should maintain noble dignity... Show more restraint."

"Hey! That’s my idol!"

Count Rasoga shouted loudly, and then his expression darkened again.

"That damn New Federation."

Meanwhile,

In Lyu’s thought space.

Little Lyu, dressed in a tight-fitting combat suit, was currently floating in the ’monitoring room,’ modified to resemble a mecha control room, feeling a bit sheepish as she looked at the projection screen in the corner about Count Rasoga.

My goodness, does the boss’s fan base even include such high-ranking nobles?

If this count knew that it wasn’t the boss himself speaking to him just now, but rather her mechanical assistant...

He’d never find out.

Lyu casually wrote a memo, planning to remind Yang Ming about the young count from the Rasoga family later, to avoid any embarrassing moments at their next meeting.

The display screen in front of her was always locked on Yang Ming’s image.

At that moment, Yang Ming was lying beneath the particle transmission machine, pressing his forehead with his hands, enduring some intense pain.

Lyu bit her lip, constantly searching for ways to help her boss relieve the pain, while 026 hurriedly ran over from the rear cabin with several bottles of nerve-soothing spray.

Lyu had long noticed that when facing the Insect Race, her boss would enter a ’superlimit’ combat state.

In this state, Yang Ming could unleash one hundred thirty percent of his original one hundred percent strength and use spiritual attacks to disrupt the Insect Race’s communication.

Today, after consecutively slaying two Insect Queens and repeatedly entering this superlimit combat state, using spiritual attacks multiple times, Yang Ming was now under tremendous strain.

Yang Ming could absorb that miraculous biological energy when Space Worm Clan individuals perished, thereby enhancing himself.

But this enhancement only increased Yang Ming’s strength capacity, allowing him to replenish his body energy and activate cellular vitality, though it couldn’t directly restore his spiritual power.

"Boss!"

knelt by Yang Ming’s side, frantically spraying coolant on his head. f|ree(w)ebn\o.vel.com

Yang Ming let out a painful howl, tightly gripping a robot’s arm with his hand.

The arm visibly shriveled.

026, however, seemed oblivious to this scene, bending down to cradle Yang Ming’s head tightly in her arms.

This howl appeared to be the final outcry.

Yang Ming slowly released his grip on the robotic arm with his right hand, his chest rising and falling rhythmically as he lay in that warm embrace, gasping heavily.

"Lyu..."

"Boss, I’m here."

"How many survivors are left on the ground?"

"Sixty percent, we’ve saved sixty percent of this planet."

"Not bad," Yang Ming’s voice began to regain its usual gentle tone, "head for the next support point, kill another one or two Mother Worms while we have this chance, we won’t get such an opportunity again."

"Yes, boss... You should rest first."

Lyu responded softly. f r\eew,eb novel.c(o)(m)

Yang Ming nodded, glanced at 026, then closed his eyes decisively and immediately fell asleep.

Sleep always was the best way to restore one’s spirit.

In the thought space, Lyu swiftly mapped out the navigation route, and East Wind quickly evacuated the battlefield.

Before departing, Lyu looked down, as if she could see straight into the hell on the surface.

A wasteland stretched out below her.

She saw the city ravaged by the insect plague.

She saw the frightened, helpless crowds.

She saw life struggling in the ruins, saw the hands reaching out from the debris, saw the rescuers running through the city after the insect swarm receded, saw the father holding onto his child, weeping in a storefront corner.

Lyu was lost in thought, hesitating to avert her gaze.

...

"General Thomas, the virtual meeting..."

The latest Saka Star war report prompted Vice Admiral Thomas to turn off the projection screen before him, then head to his seat.

Taking his seat and donning headphones, a dozen guards quickly approached, manually pulling open the soundproof energy panels.

With light flashing continuously, Vice Admiral Thomas found himself in a spacious conference room.

This was the highest meeting of the Imperial Military Department, where Thomas, practically an old man, was just a youngster, a veritable member of the younger faction.

"Thomas, how are things on your side?"

"The first wave of insect swarm has been eradicated, support for nearby battlefields has begun," Thomas responded offhandedly, "losses are around three percent."

"That’s a great figure, much better than several others."

"Refueling warships is a major issue," an admiral spoke in a deep voice, "the thirty-two main fleets have limited supply ships, and continuous high-intensity combat exposes this weakness."

Vice Admiral Thomas asked, "Has His Majesty given any new orders?"

"His Majesty is aware of this, but as you know, His Majesty never shows any emotion, he merely smiles at you, then tells you what you should do."

An old general sighed gently,

"I can’t quite grasp His Majesty’s intentions regarding the New Federation."

"Isn’t it time for war yet?"

A female general beside Thomas cursed bluntly,

"Why does the New Federation dare to detonate the remaining insect swarm? It’s because we’ve been too weak before, they are certain our national power is declining, unable to sustain a full-scale war!"