'Rely more on your mechanical brain.'
When the transport ship landed at the spaceport outside Emperor Star, Yang Ming suddenly remembered this phrase.
It was advice given to him by that old brother Faya, who was responsible for the Valkyrie project. Now it seemed... quite reasonable.
He almost fell into the trap.
Yang Ming closed his eyes, his mind had relaxed significantly, and the plan he developed with Lyu was circulating in his mind.
The intimidation from Director Eno indeed gave Yang Ming a sense of urgency, but in reality, at this stage, the intimidation shouldn't stand.
Just like supermodified people only undergo dimensional upgrade experiments at a certain age, before sacrificing themselves, they have to be exploited by the Empire for their value.
Right now, he still had utility for the Empire.
Of course, nothing can be absolute; you need to prepare in various ways to live longer.
The spaceport was right before him.
The task Yang Ming had to do was simple—delay.
