Daphne stared at Yang Ming: "You're not from the Empire?"
"I am from the Empire, it's complicated," Yang Ming pointed to his own head, "consciousness fusion."
"That's really shocking information," Daphne instinctively checked the surrounding shielding devices, and only relaxed when she found that they were functioning properly, "This must not be known to others, or your public support will be destroyed."
Yang Ming smiled: "Don't worry, Faya's game is kept secret, no one dares offend high-dimensional civilizations. Since we're exchanging information, you should also provide me with some valuable intel."
"Alright, allow me to think carefully."
Daphne leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes.
Yang Ming turned his head to look at her profile, her skin, smooth and translucent, and her long eyelashes, slightly trembling, like a ripe apple.
"As a partner, there's not much information I can tell you, because I have access to very little core intelligence."
Daphne said:
