Abyss Solo

Tonight is bound to be a sleepless night.

After meeting with Allison, Yang Ming returned to his room, had a passionate moment with Mimili, and then went to sleep peacefully.

Whatever waves were stirring outside had nothing to do with him.

In fact, he announced that he wanted to spar with the warriors of the New Federation without even preparing a ring, just posting a provocative video to see if the New Federation would respond.

If the New Federation dared to agree, he would teach their transformed people a lesson;

If the New Federation didn't even make a peep, he could just release a second video to mess with the Federation's mentality and laugh at the New Federation for lacking 'real men.'

As for the effect of such actions.

As long as it disgusted the New Federation, Yang Ming would be quite pleased.

He was simple like that, ever since the New Federation directly attacked Wind Yilando Star and the poison gas incident on Saka Star, he never intended to seek mutual understanding with the New Federation, nor did he have the decency to forgive the enemy on behalf of the victims of the disaster.

Before falling asleep, Mimili lay on Yang Ming's chest, although already quite tired, she softly asked:

"What are you going to do?"

"Go live and fight tomorrow," Yang Ming replied calmly, "They want to drive a wedge between me and the Empire, so I'll return the favor; if they strike first, I'll strike harder later."

"Uncle, your vocabulary is so rich."

Mimili lightly bit her lip and whispered softly into Yang Ming's ear: "Then you should rest well tonight, conserve your strength... hmm?"

"Resting is impossible, who told you to be so tempting."

Yang Ming sighed lightly and leaned down to kiss her.

Although Mimili wanted to remind him a few more times, she quickly fell into that passionate heat of life, letting go of everything and starting to enjoy this brief madness.

The next morning.

Mimili, hugging her pillow, didn't want to get out of bed, her whole body feeling drowsy.

Yang Ming planted a kiss on her forehead, made a hand gesture at Mimili's ring to remind Lyu to take care of Mimili, and quickly changed into the Imperial uniform prepared in the wardrobe.

After all, this was the territory of the New Federation, and Yang Ming was giving them some face by not wearing the several medals he earned from attacking the New Federation's political system.

Before leaving, Yang Ming gazed at himself in the mirror and gave a wry smile.

There was a hint of self-mockery in his smile.

You've lost some innocence, Little Yang.

...

Due to the missile attack incident, the meeting between the Imperial Investigation Team and the New Federation was postponed for two days.

The New Federation began a publicity campaign, portraying the Imperial hero White Ghost as a 'hero who protects civilians,' attempting to take the Imperial-exclusive label off White Ghost.

Subsequently, White Ghost publicly issued a challenge, planning to spar with the warriors of the New Federation, using language full of provocation in the challenge video, and at a time of rapidly rising interest, it immediately sparked widespread discussion.

Allison and the others almost didn't sleep all night.

They continuously discussed what White Ghost intended to do and whether this sparring would escalate into violent clashes between the warriors on both sides.

If armed conflict broke out on the surface of Minter City, with one side representing the Empire, and if the side representing the New Federation lost again, it would be like stomping all over the ruling parties' faces.

This discussion, or rather debate, spread from the internet to the Parliament, from the 'underside of buildings' in the red-light district to high-end restaurants in space stations, igniting the whole of Minter City like wildfire.

As a result, the New Federation Ministry of Defense spokesperson had to urgently hold a press conference, utilizing reporters' questions to casually 'pre-position' the nature of the event.

"This is simply a private challenge initiated by Mr. Ghost, a friendly exchange within the civil scope, unrelated to the diplomatic stances of the two nations.

"Mr. Ghost wishes to inspire our New Federation's warriors to continuously improve their professional skills, which should also be seen as a gesture by the Imperial Investigation Team to bring the two nations back to peaceful relations.

"Furthermore, as we have learned, several teams from the Ministry of Defense's super soldiers projects are particularly interested in this matter. They also want to understand the formidable energy contained in the transformed body of Ancient Gods Life that swept across the Empire, which would inevitably accumulate invaluable experience for our super soldiers projects.

"Of course, our super soldiers projects are based on the genes of human rights and democracy, so the progress is considerably behind compared to the Empire. This is also a limitation of our free and democratic system on such sensitive experiments.

"No matter what, let's all look forward to this exchange."

This press conference nearly infuriated Griss and the others into a fury.

They kept speaking in both compliments and criticisms, blocking off all routes.

This round of games between the two sides was filled with a sense of absurdity, as originally serious, rigorous political issues were beginning to trend towards entertainment.

Griss quickly received three messages from the New Federal side.

The venue for tomorrow's exchange had been set at a stadium near the hotel.

Because the New Federation needed some time to mobilize their strongest super soldiers, the exchange was scheduled for the afternoon.

The New Federation owned the exclusive live broadcasting rights of the exchange, not allowing any other means of external broadcasting.

Griss did not let this go and engaged in an intense debate over the third message, meeting face-to-face with the New Federation at dawn to negotiate, finally securing the Imperial Investigation Team's right to also broadcast the exchange live.