Abyss Solo

The officials of the New Federation went to have a meeting to discuss, while the Empire's batch of officials gathered to deliberate on how to insult properly next.

Ahem, how to use words to demonstrate the majesty of the Empire.

Yang Ming had been watching this parliament member named Allison intently, and upon reflection, he sensed something unreliable about her.

Did Allison expose herself that easily?

The handful of people at the helm of the New Federation should be aware of the existence of the Pioneer, considering that the White Ghost being a Pioneer was almost an open secret, why would they push Allison forward?

Yang Ming thought about it and realized the problem itself was the answer.

Pioneer against Pioneer.

This might be what the New Federation's power holders have in mind.

"Leader," Griss wandered over with his hands clasped behind his back and reported softly, "Major media and websites within the Empire are paying attention here. The part of the videos we released has had a very good effect."

Yang Ming smiled and shook his head.

"Guess whether they will agree to let us into the patent bureau's archive?"

"Probably," Griss said, "I suspect they have already transferred the confidential patents. It's tough for investigation teams like ours to actually find anything. Haven't we prepared our press already? The important thing is to pressure the New Federation to show a submissive posture."

"Let's wait and see, the New Federation should still pull some tricks," Yang Ming whispered, "This battle, the Empire doesn't want to fight nor directly withdraw the troops, the New Federation doesn't want to fight but wants the Empire to immediately withdraw the troops, definitely some maneuvering will happen."

Griss mumbled, "According to your words, wouldn't it be difficult for us to gain any advantage?"

"Not necessarily," Yang Ming rubbed his nose and whispered, "Let's see how they make their move, if worse comes to worst, we'll flip their table."

"This is on their territory, take it easy."

"What to fear, if necessary, we'll directly attack Parliament."

Griss stared at Yang Ming intently, confirming Yang Ming didn't seem to be joking, feeling a bit unsettled.

...

In the conference room on the other side of the hotel, the New Federation delegation was holding an emergency meeting.

"These arrogant Empire officials! Aren't they a bit too cocky!"

"White Ghost is right, what we can't achieve on the battlefield, we can't get here either."

"What kind of monsters has the Empire cultivated, is he really just a bug-killing transformed person? Why do I feel he's even harder to deal with than those old guys!?"

"Allison... Allison?"

Parliament member Allison immediately opened her eyes and looked up, "Oh, what's wrong?"

"Your counterattack just now was excellent, what strategy do you think we should use next? Don't mind that guy's final applause, he's trying to alienate us from you because you're too outstanding, such tactics are only used by kindergarten-level children."

"Well," Allison pondered aloud, "White Ghost is indeed difficult to handle, especially when we face him, there's always a biological instinct to fear him; he's like a beast, a humanoid Ancient God. If he's the one to make moves next, the situation will certainly be terrible."

"Allison, talk about the solution."

"I don't have a very good solution," Allison said, "Their demand is to enter our National Patent Bureau's archive, we can't just let them have their way easily, but if the situation continues to develop, the other side might pressure us externally to force us to back down, it'd be even more embarrassing then."

"Do you mean we should really let them investigate?"

Allison immediately said, "In that case, we'll lose face, and our approval rating would drop to zero."

"Then what should we do?"

Someone beside asked, "Why not create a fake database?"

"Fake database?"

Allison looked a bit helplessly at the person speaking, slightly wanting to question why his retired minister father felt the need to push his son into the political circle.

Allison whispered, "What they want is for us to give in; allowing them to enter the National Patent Bureau's archive is essentially admitting defeat and seeking peace! Can they really analyze from the patents whether we can produce liquid assassination robots? Impossible! Come on!"

The person shrugged and then crossed his arms and posed as if pondering deeply.

"Sorry, I'm a bit emotional," Allison raised his hand to his forehead, then slowly exhaled, "Has there been a reply from above?"

"Not yet, they probably are also hesitating."

Unconsciously, everyone's gaze had been fixed on Allison.

The human proclivity for dependency when faced with difficulties nudged them to instinctively believe this young parliament member, who had already created a few 'small miracles', could also help them pull through this time.

Allison's gaze gradually became resolute:

"Alright, let's think quickly."

"Our goal should be to make the Empire withdraw troops without compromising our national image."

"If we sum up all the ideas, there are currently only two paths: first, directly prove the assassination robot comes from other forces; second, exchange for Empire withdrawal with other conditions, without publicly announcing specific terms."

"The first path is hard for us now, even if achieved, the Empire can just refuse to acknowledge it, as they require time to exploit and extract resources from the occupied area."

"The second path has some operability, but the Empire will surely make exorbitant demands... that's the reason the investigation team came."

"Therefore, we need a third path."

An elder asked, "Allison, how about contacting them privately? The Empire's officials themselves might be conquered."