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110: Stealing a house

Star Sea Building, top floor.

"[List all details of the Western power elites' internal meeting]"

As the text disappeared, the answer instantly appeared.

He Ming quickly scanned through it, reading ten lines at a glance.

"A bunch of old actors, they're putting on a show for me, aren't they?"

"[Give me the inner thoughts of everyone at this meeting]"

"[I shouldn't have made any mistakes, right?]"

"[What Lord of the Star Sea? He even dares to call himself the Human Emperor. He's just utterly childish. No matter how powerful he is, can he really guess what I'm thinking?]"

"[These fools are probably cursing that God of Wisdom in their hearts. If that adult truly knows everything, these guys are definitely doomed.]"

"[This is truly insane. How can such a shameless ability exist in this world?]"

"[To maintain my status, it seems I can only cooperate fully. Sigh, since the Hai Star Civilization has the ability for interstellar travel, their technological level must far surpass Blue Star's. I wonder if we can win.]"

...He Ming chuckled softly.

Some were acting, and some were genuinely afraid.

Half and half.

"If these people could control their inner thoughts, that would be quite impressive."

At this moment, jarvis spoke softly.

"Sir, Dragon Country is preparing to officially showcase its latest technological achievements to the public during the Evening News Broadcast tonight at 7 PM."

He Ming: "Are we finally speeding up?"

Due to He Ming's proactive disclosure, which garnered an extremely positive response, while a small portion of the public experienced panic, the vast majority remained optimistic.

The main reason was the incredibly rapid rise of Star Sea. In just over a year, it grew from nothing, directly enabling human civilization to complete a leap and formally enter the interstellar era.

This gave everyone the illusion that in just a few more years, even if aliens arrived, they would have to kneel and sing praises.

But only He Ming knew that if Blue Star continued to develop at its current pace, even if it could win, it would inevitably be a Pyrrhic victory.

Blue Star was He Ming's base for maintaining his cultivation speed. The boast had already been made, and if they were to suffer too great a defeat, their luck would surely dissipate significantly.

This was a result he was unwilling to see.

There were solutions, but they involved a certain degree of risk.

That was to wait until jarvis converted the materials for the geocore resonator into a Space-Time Bridge and a superluminal spaceship with a warp drive.

Before the Hai Star fleet arrived, they would go to a planet with abundant resources, set up the Space-Time Bridge on this planet to connect the two realms, thereby accelerating Blue Star's development and achieving a technological overtake.

In the Milky Way, there were many resource planets, most of which had already been occupied by other civilizations.

This was equivalent to snatching food from a tiger's mouth; once discovered, it could trigger a new interstellar war.

The notebook's best solution was to transport resources from planets colonized by Hai Star.

This mission had to be personally led by He Ming, and the success rate was only 90%.

At exactly 7 PM that evening.

The opening theme song of the Evening News Broadcast echoed punctually throughout thousands of households in Dragon Country.

The golden-medal anchor spoke with a solemn face and powerful voice.

"Currently, Blue Star is facing unprecedented common challenges."

"To counter the threat from the Hai Star Civilization and defend the continuation of human civilization, our country will fully launch the Nantianmen Project."

The live broadcast screen switched to outer space, to the official intelligent platform of the space elevator.

This place resembled an interstellar port, where an enormous space base was being rapidly assembled by countless large intelligent robotic arms.

The anchor's narration sounded again.

"This is our country's independently developed super-large space base, the 'Explorer' class."

"The main mission of the Explorer class is to collect as many rare resources as possible in the solar system before Hai Star arrives."

The screen switched again, showing the Star Sea Intelligent Platform area.

This was an even larger space base.

"This is the 'Pioneer' class, a super-large space fortress independently developed by Star Sea."

"The Pioneer class is a mobile war fortress, with internal space capable of simultaneously accommodating up to ten thousand mass-produced mechs."

The live broadcast showed a close-up of the Pioneer class; although not yet completed, its futuristic design and ubiquitous cannon ports were awe-inspiring.

The screen switched once more, arriving at the Moon Base.

Players watching the Evening News Broadcast who had played star sea knight: enlightenment couldn't help but stand up, and a small number even knelt on the spot.

Although not yet completed, it was still clear that it was at least 80-90% similar to the Moon Base in the game!

At the end of the broadcast, the screen switched to a large production base.

On the intelligent production line, steel giants over thirty meters tall were being rapidly assembled by large robotic arms.

Without the anchor's introduction, any player who had played star sea knight: enlightenment could recognize at a glance that these were guerrilla-type mechs, capable of transforming into fighter jet form, the 'Yinglong'!

At this moment, a set of prompt words appeared at the bottom of the Evening News Broadcast.

"[The Nantianmen Project officially launched! We are now recruiting mech reserve pilots nationwide. Players ranking in the top 10% of star sea knight: enlightenment's individual ranked matches and team battles with over ten thousand participants will be directly admitted.]"

Hangzhou.

Li Tianzheng, ninety years old, leaned back in his recliner. He wore reading glasses, and the living room TV was playing the Evening News Broadcast, a program he watched every night.

When the anchor passionately announced the Nantianmen Project, Li Tianzheng tremblingly stood up from his chair, his eyes wide with disbelief.

As the screen switched, the massive Explorer class space base appeared before his eyes.

Then came the Pioneer class war fortress.

When the Moon Base and the Yinglong production line appeared, Li Tianzheng's cloudy eyes turned red, and tears streamed down uncontrollably.

"Dad, take it easy!"

Li Tianzheng's two sons supported him on either side, their emotions also becoming agitated.

"Did we really do it?"

Li Tianzheng was one of Dragon Country's earliest researchers to dedicate himself to the aerospace industry. In that impoverished era, they relied on abacuses and hand-drawn blueprints, dreaming an unattainable dream of space.

He had researched the feasibility of manned moon landings, envisioned large space stations, and even fantasized about building research bases on the moon.

At that time, these were all considered unrealistic fantasies.

Now, in his twilight years, he was actually witnessing a reality far grander than his original fantasies on the Evening News Broadcast!

Li Tianzheng grasped his son's hand, his complexion becoming exceptionally rosy, and he looked invigorated, as if he had suddenly become ten years younger.

"To see Dragon Country reach this point, my life, Li Tianzheng, has been worth it!"

The eldest son, concerned about Li Tianzheng's health, quickly picked up a cup of warm water mixed with longevity water from the coffee table.

"Dad, don't get so excited, drink some water to calm down."

Li Tianzheng took two big gulps of warm water, then sat back in his recliner, pulled out his phone from his jacket pocket, and opened his contacts.

He looked at the names of his comrades with whom he had once fought side by side, again and again.

Although they were all gone, their long-cherished wishes had been realized.

Shencheng.

Outside the recruitment point was a five-row queue stretching as far as the eye could see.

Eighteen-year-old Cai Xuepei, with a backpack on his back, his face flushed, trembled with excitement at the thought of joining the army and piloting a mech soon.

A slightly chubby peer behind him patted his shoulder.

"Brother, what's your ladder rank?"

Cai Xuepei's lips curled slightly, and he pulled out the photocopy he had prepared long ago.

Cai Xuepei: "A genuine 99th place in this season's individual ranked match."

"Awesome!"

"I can't climb the ladder, but my points in the ten-thousand-person team battle are enough to qualify."

Cai Xuepei: "You're excellent too, brother. After all, we're going to fight aliens in the future, so team battles are definitely more important."

The two chatted more and more animatedly, exchanging compliments, and before they knew it, they were almost at the front of the line.

Just then, Cai Xuepei's phone chimed with a text message notification.

He took out his phone to look.

"[Dad: You little brat, you're not answering your phone. Did you secretly run off to sign up?]"

Cai Xuepei had already prepared his response and quickly typed it out.

"[Dad, you've been an old bookworm reading novels for over a decade, why don't you understand?]

"[When the nest is overturned, how can any egg remain intact?]"

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