Abyss Solo-Chapter 123 - : 074 On the Throne_2

Chapter 123: 074 On the Throne_2

‘But these have nothing to do with me.’

Yang Ming reminded himself in secret.

Countdown, three minutes.

Yang Ming roughly estimated the time, resisting the urge to check his watch, meticulously performing the duty of guarding the palace gate while pondering the lines he needed to use next.

‘Your Majesty, are you injured? I am Yang Ming from the Fourth Squad of the Fourth Corps!’

Uh, is it too simplistic to say it like that?

No need, just the first half of the sentence is sufficient, adding a bit more concern and a few more inquiries in the tone would suffice.

An emperor of a nation, even if a good-for-nothing decades ago, would have become an old fox by now, surely able to discern people’s intentions.

Yes, I mustn’t overdo it; leaving a decent first impression on the emperor is enough. The rest should be realized through the Second Prince.

Advancing in rank within the Royal Guard Army, then shifting to the military to become the emperor’s tool for reclaiming command over the military is Yang Ming’s currently ideal development path.

Although it’s quite difficult to execute.

Countdown…

Beep, beep, beep!

A hidden earpiece in Yang Ming’s ear emitted a buzzing sound.

Woo—

A red light flashed at the top left corner of the palace gate, and the sirens resounded through the Imperial Palace, spanning over thirty halls!

The plan commenced!

Yang Ming did not run outright; instead, he took out a ring-shaped walkie-talkie from his jacket pocket, placed it on his little finger, and heard the chaotic messages coming through:

“Assassination! Someone’s attempting an assassination!”

“Our network has crashed! Protect His Majesty!”

“The firewall in the direction of the private chambers has been breached! All instruments are malfunctioning! Damn it, the palace gate has opened!”

“Get His Majesty out of the private chambers quickly!”

“No way! The private chambers have the highest defenses, all gates have been opened in every direction! You don’t even know where the enemy is coming from!”

“Damn it!”

General Fremont’s steady voice rang out, “Everyone unrelated stays silent on the spot, maids and guards remain grounded, anyone daring to move an inch gets shot. Have all guards receiving my orders shout out this message immediately!”

Predictable response.

Yang Ming immediately lifted his head and shouted:

“All personnel stand still! Nobody move recklessly! Anyone who does gets shot instantly! Repeat!”

The guards inside and out of Gate Fifteen shouted in turns, unlocking the safeties on their laser guns, targeting a few maids with pale faces not far away.

Yang Ming continued to shout, “Relax! No need to panic! Stand there and don’t move! Don’t shoot recklessly!”

The on-duty guards of the Fourth Squad shouted nervously:

“Yes, sir!”

As soon as Yang Ming finished speaking, a loud shout rang from the ring walkie-talkie:

“Direction of Gate Seven! Radar indicates a rapidly moving object heading towards His Majesty’s private chambers!”

“What, are the soldiers there good for nothing!”

“No contact, we’ve lost communication with them, have someone run to deliver the message! Use the loudspeakers for broadcast! Think quickly! Do you want to be tried by the Royal Court, you idiot!”

“Too late!”

“No, there’s still time.”

General Fremont’s voice sounded again, “All guards who can hear my orders, lift the static state! The target has appeared in the passage of Gate Seven! Coordinate with nearby guards to intercept! All commissioned officers and third-level non-commissioned officers, move outside His Majesty’s private chambers immediately and be sure to stop the enemy! Awaiting replies.”

The old general’s voice was also a bit tense.

In front of the command station filled with display screens, Fremont frowned at the ‘blue screen sea,’ a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart.

Most of the surveillance had been hacked.

No response to the issued orders.

Is it the New Federation?

Perhaps only they have such technical capabilities.

Do they intend to assassinate the Emperor directly and thus accomplish the overthrowing of this nation?

The old general looked at his confidant and whispered, “Notify the Second Prince immediately.”

Suddenly!

“Fourth Squad, Fourth Corps reporting.”

Yang Ming’s voice appeared in the transceiver.

A blue screen lightly quivered, revealing the scene at Gate Fifteen.

The young captain, lately in the limelight, the only confidant of the Second Prince in the Guard Corps, had already drawn his pistol, rushing with six third-level non-commissioned officers from Gate Fifteen toward the direction of the private chambers with haste.

General Fremont’s spirits lifted.

“Fourth Squad, Third Corps reporting!”

“Second Squad, Sixth Corps reporting!”

“First Squad, Twelfth Corps reporting!”

…

One constant reply after another made General Fremont clench his fist, “Move swiftly! Protecting His Majesty is your sole mission!”

In the remaining surveillance footage, squads of guards charged through the successive gates.

But before General Fremont got a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, bad news arrived from various locations.

“The door ahead of us is locked; we can’t pass.”

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“Command station, door number 2343 won’t open!”

“Calling the command station, our actions are impeded.”

In several surveillance videos, the guards were blocked outside the security doors set within the palace.

A technician shouted, “The target moving at high speed has already approached the private chambers!”

General Fremont only felt a big hand fiercely gripping his heart!

He held his breath, continuously searching through the various video screens, the central surveillance screen slightly quivered, seemingly showing signs of restoration.

“The surveillance outside the private chambers has recovered!”

General Fremont raised his head to look, a team comprised of seven figures rushed to the doorway, encountering two squads of high-rank Mechanical Guards holding guns at the gate.

Yang Ming’s voice resonated across the command station, “Fourth Squad, Fourth Corps has arrived at the target point, no suspicious targets identified temporarily. The door to the private chambers is open, the situation inside cannot be determined.”

General Fremont hesitated for a moment and immediately said, “Captain Yang Ming, hand over your weapon to someone by your side, confirm His Majesty’s safety!”

The old general turned his head and shouted, “Transmit the instruction to the Mechanical Guards, authorize Captain Yang Ming temporary entry to His Majesty’s private chambers.”

“Yes, sir.”

Yang Ming handed his pistol to the guard beside him, removed his weapon belt, adjusted his military cap, and walked through the gap between the two mechanical soldiers.

The five-meter-high door maintained a gap the size of a fist; Yang Ming gently pushed it open, allowing himself to pass through, and darted inside.

A massive ‘bedroom’ filled with various exotic ornaments appeared before Yang Ming.

In front were five steps, and Yang Ming quickly ascended them, with small fountains on either side emitting a gurgling sound. The floor, like a mirror, reflected the ceiling designed to resemble a brilliant starry sky.

A dozen or so beautiful maids, forming a human wall in nervousness, blocked Yang Ming’s path.

Yang Ming no longer needed to advance.

The Emperor of the Luofeng Empire sat on the throne ahead.

At this moment, he could already see the Emperor’s elderly face speckled with age spots and those somewhat murky eyes.

Yang Ming immediately saluted, then bowed his head, impeccably performing the palace etiquette:

“Guard Corps Officer! By the General’s order! Confirming His Majesty’s safety!”

“Hmm,” the Old Emperor showed no sign of tension.

His appearance bore a strong resemblance to Edwan, with a tall stature and a broad forehead; sitting barefoot, reclined on the throne adorned with many precious element stones, his right hand supported his cheek as if contemplating something.

“At ease, officer.”

The Old Emperor asked, “How are things outside?”

“Yes!”

Yang Ming answered powerfully, slowly raising his head, making eye contact with the Old Emperor.

Yang Ming’s pupils contracted immediately, averting his gaze quickly, and said rapidly,

“Your Majesty, there’s an alert of an attack at Gate Seven. All palace gates appear to have been attacked and lost control. We determined someone is attempting to assassinate Your Majesty. Now all units are responding swiftly to support outside the gates; please rest assured!”

“Hmm,” the Old Emperor replied calmly, “Stand down, my brave officer.”

“Yes!”

Yang Ming saluted, keeping a rigid face to prevent any flaw from showing.

As he turned around, Yang Ming immediately closed his eyes for two seconds, then opened them and stepped forward, as if escaping, descended the five steps, and dashed out the palace gate.

He…

What did he see…

The scenario from before kept flashing in his mind.

In a daze, Yang Ming had vaguely seen a faint color enveloping the maids, yet around the Emperor, it was a gray lot.

Advanced bionic robot?

Of course, it wasn’t surprising; it’s normal for an emperor to have a double.

But Yang Ming did not sense any hidden biological entity within the private chambers, and the entire palace, except for the private chambers without a network, the conference hall, the main governing hall, all other areas had long been under Lyu’s surveillance!

Yang Ming’s fingers tapped on his watch, tapping intermittently for half a minute, and sent a message.

‘Lyu, did you notice anything?’

“Boss, there’s no detection of any external signal associated with the Emperor… It is currently determined to be an independently operating bionic robot or, a Mechanical Thought Body.”

Yang Ming’s Adam’s apple moved up and down.

He turned to look at the palace gate, as if he could see the magnificent hall through the thick metal.

A silver, skeletal frame sat on the throne, its eye sockets, resembling black holes, flickering with faint red light.