Yang Ming laughed, "I am actually safe now."
"The bad news is, you are currently the only one, appearing on their agent assassination list as an enemy of the New Federation in two capacities simultaneously."
Yang Ming's smile froze on his face, and he cursed viciously,
"Damn, those damn Federation bastards!"
Lyu laughed aloud in the thought space.
"I'm really going to have to consider plastic surgery and a name change... Lyu, how is 026 doing now?"
"Not very well," Lyu sighed softly, "I'm preparing a spinal correction surgery for her. Her nervous system has suffered irreparable damage, and she might be left with permanent disability."
"Ask her if she would like to work for us in the future," Yang Ming said slowly, "The New Federation's transformed soldier technology is distinctive; you could learn it. Conveniently, use those prisoners as samples."
Lyu asked softly, "Boss, are you suggesting we recruit her as a subordinate?"
