93: Chapter 93 Urgent Construction Plan, First Batch of Permanent Residents

Lin Wan felt as if she had fallen into a whirlwind called "Elite Crash Course."

The day before, she was still worrying about how to talk to her homeroom teacher.

Two days later, her living room had been converted into a professional dance studio, and the study had become a recording booth.

Her life was packed with a schedule precise to the minute.

Waking up at six in the morning, there was an hour of body stretching. Her instructor was a former principal dancer from the National Ballet, a woman whose elegance was etched into her very bones.

The morning was for acting classes. The teacher was a seasoned actor who had won awards at the three major international film festivals. He made Lin Wan practice the simplest expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure in front of a mirror; if one expression wasn't quite right, she had to repeat it hundreds of times.

The afternoon was for vocal lessons. Her teacher was a national treasure-level singer who polished her voice over and over, starting from the most basic vocalization and breathing techniques.

In the evening, there were film appreciation, script analysis, history of Chinese and foreign drama...

Academic subjects were not neglected either. The famous teachers in various subjects hired by Lin Zhou from Beijing took turns, breaking down the knowledge points of the three years of high school and instilling them into her in the most efficient way.

After just one week, Lin Wan had lost five pounds.

She was so tired that every day when she lay on the bed, she didn't want to move a finger.

But her eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

This feeling of being filled with knowledge and skills made her feel unprecedentedly fulfilled and satisfied. For the first time, she clearly felt that she was moving closer to her dream step by step.

That evening, Lin Zhou finished his day's work and had a rare video call with his sister.

On the screen, Lin Wan was wearing practice clothes, with sweat beads on her forehead, but her spirits were high.

"Brother, I was praised by my acting teacher today!" She shared her progress excitedly. "He said my portrayal of a little glutton caught sneaking snacks was very realistic!"

"That's because you were just playing yourself," Lin Zhou teased mercilessly.

"Hate you!" Lin Wan made a face, then sighed a little. "Brother, thank you. I used to feel that I couldn't help you with anything, that I was useless. Now I understand, what I need to do is to try my best to make myself better and stronger. In the future, I will use my films to tell the world the stories of our country!"

Looking at the light shining in his sister's eyes, Lin Zhou also felt a warmth in his heart.

Wasn't everything he did just to protect such a light?

"Keep it up," he said simply, but Lin Wan understood the power contained within those words.

After ending the call with his sister, Lin Zhou's thoughts returned to the track of national construction.

On the desktop, a progress report from the overseas project department of the China Construction General Corporation lay quietly.

The report was sent via encrypted email, with a large number of photos and videos attached.

Clicking on the video, the roar of bulldozers, excavators, and heavy trucks seemed to pierce through the screen.

On that desert of Bir Tawil that had been silent for thousands of years, a huge construction site was rising at an astonishing speed.

The China Construction General Corporation truly lived up to its name as the "Infrastructure Madman."

After receiving the additional $50 million from Lin Zhou, they immediately launched the highest-level emergency plan.

A team composed of top architects and engineers produced a highly futuristic design proposal for the General Post Office building within three days.

The main body of the building used a modular steel structure, while the outer walls were covered with a layer of flexible solar film capable of generating electricity; the overall shape resembled an interstellar spaceship about to set sail, full of cyberpunk aesthetics.

While the design plan was being finalized, the global procurement network had already begun to operate.

Various construction machinery were loaded onto ships from ports in Germany and Japan and transported to Egypt via the fastest sea routes.

Container-style prefab houses and communication modules were air-shipped in batches from factories in China directly to the Sudan border via large transport aircraft.

Li Weiguo wrote in the report: "Mr. Lin, we are building this project as if we are fighting a war. Currently, all equipment and personnel are in place, and the foundation work has been completed. We are confident that within fifty days, this 'Desert Spaceship' will be officially completed."

Lin Zhou watched the workers sweating in the scorching sun in the video, watching the steel forest growing little by little on the yellow sand, and a surge of ambition rose in his heart.

This is the power of Huaxia, this is the speed of infrastructure.

As long as the money is sufficient, they can turn the desert into an oasis.

Just then, Wang Dong knocked on the door and walked in, with uncontrollable excitement on his face.

"Leader! The one hundred pioneers have finished gathering in Beijing! Ready to depart at any time!"

Lin Zhou stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and overlooked the night view of the city below.

"Notify them, in three days, hold a small departure ceremony for them."

"Also," he turned around and looked at Wang Dong, "Rent the best private jet, and use the top-tier security. Let this first batch of employees willing to go to the future with us know that their choice is worth the highest level of respect."

Wang Dong nodded heavily: "Understood!"

Three days later.

At Beijing Capital International Airport, a temporarily chartered Boeing 777 passenger plane sat quietly on the VIP tarmac.

One hundred pioneers about to go to Africa, dressed in uniform dark blue work clothes, stood in neat rows in front of the plane.

Their faces were a mix of excitement, anxiety, and longing for the future.

Lin Zhou personally arrived to see them off.

There was no long speech; he just said a few simple words.

"Everyone, welcome to participate in this groundbreaking project for the Cyber Freedom Republic. From today on, you are not just engineers; you are the founders of this country. The land you are about to step on, although it is still barren now, in the future, it will be a home that the whole world yearns for."

"Thank you for your dedication; our country's history will firmly remember this moment. Now! Depart!"

Following his order, the one hundred pioneers boarded the stairs in turn.

The huge engines began to roar, the plane taxied slowly, and finally whistled as it pierced the sky, flying towards the distant African continent.

On the plane, a mechanical engineer from Germany, looking at the city below getting smaller and smaller through the porthole, couldn't help but write a sentence on his social media account:

"I am going to a no-man's land to build a new country. It sounds crazy, but for some reason, my blood is boiling."