NIP #859 - Chapter 859: A loophole was discovered? In 2003, GDP accounted for 66% of the world's to
#859 - Chapter 859: A loophole was discovered? In 2003, GDP accounted for 66% of the world's to
Underground world.
Inside a twenty-meter diameter pit, countless dead rats were piled up, probably numbering tens of thousands.
Alien civilization scientists, clad in protective suits, were inspecting the scene.
They, too, were afraid of being infected with the plague.
But…
Where was the virus from Mao?
It had been four months since the Battle of Lake Winnipesaukee.
At that time, only two hundred or so rats were captured, most of them already dead.
Fortunately!
There were dozens of live rats.
After bringing them back, they used technology to accelerate their breeding: a litter per month, averaging nearly ten offspring, then emulating the Foolish Old Man Who Removed the Mountains—the son begat a grandson, the grandson begat a son.
Removing about half that were male, the population could increase more than fivefold each month!
In the first month, 60-plus rats turned into 400-plus.
In the second month, they increased to nearly 3,000.
In the third month, over 10,000…
And the result?
By the fourth month, a portion of the rats were killed and piled up in this large pit.
Time continued to pass, day by day.
They deteriorated.
They rotted.
But not even a trace of the plague virus was found!
"Nothing!"
"Nothing on my side either!"
"Shall we report it?"
The message was quickly reported.
A dozen or so minutes later, a group of high-ranking alien civilization officials gathered in the conference room.
The elder at the head of the table took out a research report that had just been transmitted, his brow furrowed: "Nearly twenty thousand rats have been piled together to rot, and no plague virus has been found to date—what do you all think?"
"Could it be that there hasn't been enough time?"
"What do you mean?" the elder at the head of the table asked.
"Perhaps all of this is a conspiracy."
"Are you so sure?"
"Not sure."
The man shook his head: "Haven't you noticed a problem? In the last war, the other side clearly possessed a weapon that could restrain our Divine Armaments, but initially…they didn't use it!"
He was referring to the second-generation particle cannon.
From beginning to end, that battle was Chen Hao's layout, a trap!
A large number of weapons had already been deployed in advance.
To deceive the enemy and prevent them from seeing that they were prepared, Chen Hao initially deployed very few particle cannons, gradually increasing them over time, giving the impression that…they were reinforcements arriving from other locations.
But!
Even Chen Hao wouldn't have expected such powerful mecha.
To the point that he had even considered not using the second-generation particle cannon, but had no choice but to use it.
And this.
Became a loophole!
Why didn't you use it before?
My powerful mecha just appeared, and your weapons immediately became stronger, which simply doesn't make sense!
The conference room immediately fell silent.
"Actually…I've also noticed a problem."
Another person stood up: "The surface civilization later used weapons capable of continuous attacks, posing a threat to our Divine Armaments, but just as the Divine Armament's shield was about to be breached, the weapons stopped."
At the time, most people believed that there was a time limit to the continuous attacks of that weapon.
The truth is…
Overload indeed had a time limit, but definitely not just a dozen seconds!
"If all of this is a conspiracy…"
The man's eyes flashed with horror: "Is there a possibility that they know the secret?"
What?!
Everyone's expression changed drastically.
Divine Armament.
Which is what Chen Hao called the super mecha.
Once it is destroyed, the alien civilization's ancestors' inheritance will be opened. To put it bluntly, the Divine Armament is a condition, a 'key' to unlock the inheritance.
Then…
If the surface civilization already knew, then the sudden cessation of attacks at that time would have a reasonable explanation.
"But…they have no reason to know!"
"These are all just guesses!"
Seeing the crowd arguing incessantly, the elder at the head of the table's face turned gloomy: "Wait a little longer. If the plague virus still hasn't been found, send the Divine Armaments to the surface again—use practical actions to verify the guesses!"
…
Ten o'clock in the morning.
At this time, Chen Hao was usually at the research center.
Today, however, he was sitting in front of the television with his wife, watching a program.
The young couple had been very busy these past few months.
Chen Hao worked overtime almost every day, returning late at night, often too tired to do anything but fall soundly asleep after a few words.
Xia Qingmo didn't blame him.
Only felt heartache!
She knew that her boyfriend bore a heavy responsibility for the country.
She also knew that his dedication meant there was something very urgent.
It was February 2004.
The New Year was in January.
Her boyfriend didn't leave the research center, so naturally he didn't go home for the New Year, which showed how busy he was.
Ten thirty.
The television screen changed.
'Hello, viewers!'
'Due to the increase in import and export trade, as well as the large amount of overseas commercial transactions, the announcement of this year's GDP has been postponed.'
That's right!
Chen Hao was waiting to see the 2003 economic data!
The previous year's announcement was deliberately delayed because the old man was waiting for him to 'emerge from seclusion', but this year the situation was different.
The old man knew that he was fully engaged in the research and development of force field confinement, and didn't know when it would be completed, so how could he keep waiting?
'China's 2003 GDP totaled 58.2 trillion Huaxia coins, a year-on-year increase of 144%!'
The previous year's increase was threefold.
Last year's increase was even higher, reaching 453%.
But it couldn't continue!
The previous year's threefold increase was because Huaxia used high technology to replace Western countries' products, ushering in a substantial GDP growth.
As for last year…
The brain-computer interface was completed in its first year, and the technology Chen Hao gave to the country took different amounts of time to develop.
Some, with slower development, would only be launched in the second year.
In addition.
Coupled with the World Cup gambling, massive amounts of funds were invested in infrastructure.
In these two years, Huaxia's civilian and military technology completely occupied the global high ground, realizing Chen Hao's long-cherished wish—to have the whole world work for Huaxia.
By 2003…
The working model of various countries was finalized.
Under Chen Hao's layout, Huaxia had completed the harvest.
To put it bluntly.
There were no more leeks abroad for him to harvest, so how could it continue to maintain ultra-high growth?
A 144% increase.
Was already defying the heavens!
Needless to say, next year's increase would continue to decline, even falling to double digits.
'This time, the United Nations Economic Council has made forecasts for the GDP of various countries.'
'It is estimated that our country accounts for about 66% of the total global economy!'
It couldn't be blamed that this year's increase was low.
How much was the total global economy?
Huaxia, with the power of one country, accounting for two-thirds of the global total, could only be described as shocking!
With 20% of the world's population.
Exclusively occupying 66% of the total global economy.
What a concept?
The whole world was supporting Huaxia!
The key was that Huaxia's technology, economy, military, energy, and even culture, had almost completely kidnapped the entire world—this model would continue forever, and no country could resist.
Hearing the 2003 economic data, Chen Hao's mouth almost split to the roots of his ears.
66%!
It would still increase a little next year, right?
As for the life or death of other countries…
It was none of his business!
As long as the Huaxia people lived well, the workers of other countries…just needed to stay alive!
Seeing her boyfriend smile, Xia Qingmo smiled along.
Smiling, her eyes turned sour.
She knew deeply that this was her boyfriend's long-cherished wish, the goal he had worked so hard for, and to achieve this goal, he had paid too much.