Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

After using earth carts to reinforce the entire dike several times and making sure there was no risk of breach, Zhang Zhiwei stopped, put away the Qimen pattern, and ended the triple reverse state.

Since the disaster began, Zhang Zhiwei has been running around non-stop.

The continuous disaster relief efforts along the way, coupled with the series of operations just now such as dumping waves into the river, blocking the breach at the dike, and reinforcing the dike, made even someone as strong as Zhang Zhiwei feel deeply exhausted.

"Whoosh..."

He let out a long breath, sat on the embankment, faced the river, and watched the raging flood waves rolling towards downstream.

"Zhang...Brother Zhang, are you okay?"

A few younger brothers came over and asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and looked at the baby in the arms of the fat boy in Yanwutang. "How is the little guy?"

The little fat boy said, "This child looks like he's less than a year old and hasn't been weaned yet. He kept crying earlier, probably because he was hungry. We couldn't find any milk, so we used steamed buns dipped in water to make some porridge for him to drink, and he fell asleep after drinking it."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded. When he took the baby, he checked it with his red hands. The baby was healthy, without any injuries or diseases. He must have been well protected by his parents. What a pity...

"Brother Zhang, would you like some?" The little fat man handed Zhang Zhiwei a large piece of jerky: "This meat is very tasty!"

Zhang Zhiwei could absorb the Qi of the three elements of heaven and earth, so he didn't need such mundane things to replenish his physical strength, but he still reached out to take it and started to chew it.

A group of people sat on the dike, eating and drinking. They all did not discuss the disaster, but talked about happy things.

Most of them are interesting things from childhood, or jokes that happened during practice. They don’t discuss the present or look into the future.

Because the present is cruel, with natural disasters, man-made calamities, war and chaos, there is really nothing to discuss. As for the future, it is even more so.

However, Zhang Zhiwei was hopeful about the future. He encouraged everyone and, as usual, painted a rosy picture for them, saying that now it was just the darkness before dawn and they just had to get through it.

Of course, darkness is cruel. In order to survive it, in addition to luck, what is more important is one's own means.

Zhang Zhiwei's team of people were not very interested in practicing. In the past, their senior teachers had given them earnest advice, but they never listened.

But perhaps it was the power of idols. When the master said the same words, they went in one ear and out the other, but when Zhang Zhiwei said them, they were truly deafening.

They all promised Zhang Zhiwei that after returning, they would practice hard and live up to Senior Brother Zhang's expectations.

"Then I'll wait and see!" Zhang Zhiwei laughed.

The other people also laughed, but while laughing they secretly swore in their hearts that they must make a name for themselves.

The disaster was urgent and could not afford any delay, so they soon arrived at the nearest relief site for the victims.

There are many such relief points, most of which are led by the Tiantong Church, which calls on people from all walks of life to donate money, and then cooperates with the official establishment to provide some help to the fleeing victims.

However, although it is cooperation with the authorities, the authorities have not contributed much. But for this kind of activity, they still have to express their stance.

Even in the early stages, there were some short-sighted people who wanted to get a piece of the disaster relief funds.

If Zhang Zhiwei were to take action against this blind and dirty thing, what would be the difference between that and Erlang Shen fighting the old corpse in the mountain village?
They can't even make trouble for Zhang Zhiwei. Wang Ai can just give a word and make these filthy guys spend all their wealth to support disaster relief.

After a group of people traveled back and forth in the disaster areas across the country for a while, as the rainy season ended, the disaster situation gradually eased, the floods receded in large quantities, and the catastrophe was basically over.

In this disaster rescue operation, Zhang Zhiwei and his team were more focused on helping the victims. It was disaster relief rather than rescue.

As for the rescue work, it would be difficult to carry out without tens of thousands of manpower. Although Zhang Zhiwei possessed invincible divine power and relied on the Saint Thief to quickly restore his own Qi.

But his mind is not unlimited, and he cannot perform the same operation as before many times in a short period of time. Otherwise, even if the Qi in his body allows it, his life may collapse.

Zhang Zhiwei could try his best to provide disaster relief, but he was not noble enough to risk his life for it.

It is worth mentioning that the government has also carried out some emergency rescue projects, such as mobilizing the army and civilians to reinforce key embankments, such as the Jingjiang Dam, but due to insufficient funds and simple tools, it mainly relied on manpower to move earth and rocks, and the effect was limited.

In addition, due to the limited technology and resources at the time and the lack of a modern hydrological monitoring system, the scale of the flood could not be predicted in advance. Some emergency rescue projects organized by the government not only failed to curb the flood, but made the flood worse.

For example, they once sent people to temporarily open some secondary dikes to divert floodwaters in order to protect core areas such as cities. However, the flood diversion decision was delayed and lacked scientific planning. Not only did it fail to produce any results, it actually expanded the disaster.

In short, this disaster directly resulted in millions of square kilometers of land being flooded, tens of millions of people being affected, countless deaths, and economic losses exceeding 10%.

Moreover, the impact of the disaster is still there. After the flood recedes, the exposed wetlands will become breeding grounds for mosquitoes, causing large-scale plagues.

In addition, the farmland is covered with mud and sand, and no crops are harvested, which will lead to famine.

For something like this involving millions of people, even the Tiantong Church, in addition to appealing for donations from all parties, can only accept some refugees to work in the factories under the Tiantong Church. But after all, the number of jobs is limited, and compared to the terrible refugee influx, it is somewhat insignificant.

After the disaster, Zhang Zhiwei gathered all the aliens who participated in the incident and held a celebration party to thank them for their contributions.

The location for this celebration was chosen to be Yucheng, where the Tiantong Steel Plant is located.

Yucheng is located in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, and many buildings are built on the mountains. It was little affected by the catastrophe and no casualties were caused, so the Tiantong Steel Plant continued to operate normally.

Zhang Zhiwei was a fast runner and was the first to arrive. The others had to come from all over the place, so it would take some time.

While waiting for them, Zhang Zhiwei and Wang Ai held a meeting to discuss what the Tiantong Church should do in the face of the upcoming refugee crisis and plague.

After all, the Tiantong Church has grown into a giant and naturally has to shoulder its due social responsibilities.

"By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, the Jinling side just suffered a defeat and said they wanted to get back at the enemy. They are now raising military funds. We have been reminded many times in various ways, both overtly and covertly. I have always kept in mind your reminders and not to get involved in these things, but they are urging us. Should we make some statement? Otherwise, the various factories under our control may be targeted." Wang Ai said.

Zhang Zhiwei knocked on the table and said, "If they want to deal with the Japanese pirates, then I will naturally help them with all my strength, but if they deal with their own people, isn't that aiding and abetting the evil?!"

"You can't open this door. Go tell them that our religion only does good things and doesn't like war. Giving them money for military expenses is against the teachings."

Wang Ai said, "I'm afraid they won't agree with this statement."

Zhang Zhiwei said, "Don't worry. We can't donate money to help them fight the war, but we can donate money to charity, such as collecting refugees, treating plague, etc. We can donate double the money to charity as others donate to fight the war. As long as they are not fools, they will agree. After all, people's livelihood is the basic foundation. If the basic foundation cannot be stabilized, everything will be in vain."

Wang Ai was silent for a moment. If this were possible, the loss would be a bit too great. However... he changed his mind and thought that the more charity he did, the better his reputation would be, and the more faith he would have. In the long run, it would not be a big loss.

"I understand, Brother Zhang. I will contribute as much money and effort as possible while keeping the church running smoothly," said Wang Ai.

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, and then gave Wang Ai some ideas.

Tiantong Church can spare no effort to rescue the victims, but there are some conditions, that is, Tiantong Church is allowed to bid to participate in post-disaster reconstruction work.

This series of projects will require huge manpower to provide some disaster victims with jobs to make a living.

Of course, other people can do this too. After all, the flooded city has to be rebuilt.

But the people who make it are different, and the cakes distributed are also different.

The Tiantong Church does not regard profit as its main goal from top to bottom, including Wang Ai. This guy wants to expand his influence so that he can absorb the power of faith and wealth. The Wang family is a thousand-year-old family and has no shortage of them.

These livelihood projects, if handed over to the Tiantong Church, can create more jobs and at the same time maximize the circulation of the economy.

Of course, this is also a big cake. There are too many people who want to eat meat from it. It is not easy to take it down. This will test Wang Ai's ability.

Wang Ai listened to Zhang Zhiwei's idea and clapped his hands and said:
"Brother Zhang, this is a good idea. I originally disdained to build a house or something like that, but now it seems necessary. When I return to the Magic City, I will start to communicate with people from all walks of life to see how much we can eat."

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Take as many as possible. If reason doesn't make sense, we will also use some extraordinary methods."

"Sometimes, in order to achieve the goal, some low-level operations that are not worthy of being put on the table are used, and that is understandable."

Wang Ai chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Zhang. I have learned a lot from you in this area."

"What true teaching? I'm just talking nonsense, there's no true teaching," Zhang Zhiwei said, then changed the subject: "If there's anything you can't handle, call me to help."

He could brainwash them with just one blue hand.

"I feel relieved with Brother Zhang's words." Wang Ai said with a smile.

"By the way, how is the efficiency of the steel plant? I remember that the plant's maximum production capacity is about 50,000 tons." Zhang Zhiwei asked again.

Wang Ai said: "It's outdated. That was the production capacity from two years ago. There has been great progress in the past few years!"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zhiwei suddenly became interested.

Wang Ai explained: "Hasn't the global economy been bad in recent years? Many companies have closed down."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded: "The Great Depression, have we been greatly affected?"

Wang Ai said, “That’s not the case, because the overseas industries we took over are all high-quality industries of the Shasun family, so the impact is not that big, but some factories are very large, such as many steel mills.”

"I have researched the market in Shenzhou. We need at least 800,000 tons of steel every year, but our own production capacity is far from enough. Most of it has to be imported. So, even if there is a great economic depression, I am ready to expand the factory."

Zhang Zhiwei gave a thumbs up: "It's a wise move. Although we only use 800,000 tons, it's because there are only 800,000 tons. The market is still very large."

Wang Ai nodded: "I thought so too, so I prepared to find a factory to buy equipment. After searching around, I found the Krupp Steel Company in Germany, but they were very arrogant and refused to sell it."

"In desperation, I contacted Walter, the steward of Britain Helsing, and bought some equipment from John Brown's Clydebank plant. After some upgrades, the production capacity doubled and is now close to 100,000 tons."

"Well done!" Zhang Zhiwei clapped his hands.

"This is only last year's output, there are more exciting things to come!"

Wang Ai continued, "Just last year, someone in the United States suddenly had a brainwave and started a tariff war, raising tariffs on more than 50 commodities to over %. This made the economic environment even worse, and many businesses were affected."

"The German Krupp company was also greatly affected, so I sent people to their door again. This time, those arrogant guys finally bowed their heads and were willing to sell."

"I spent a lot of money to buy some equipment to continue upgrading. I originally expected to reach more than 200,000 tons this year, but because of this disaster, I'm afraid 200,000 tons will be enough."

He explained: "Although this disaster did not have a direct impact on the site, many raw materials were cut off, which had a huge indirect impact!"

"More than 200,000 tons? Not bad, not bad, well done!" Zhang Zhiwei laughed. He was very satisfied with Wang Ai's achievements.

At present, domestic steel production is extremely low and mainly relies on imports. If the Tiantong Steel Plant is not included, the national output is only about 350,000 tons.

Among them, the output within the country is about 80,000 tons.

The production capacity of Anshan Iron and Steel Works outside the Great Wall is about 270,000 tons, more than three times the steel output inside the Great Wall.

However, although the Anshan Iron and Steel Works was located in the Northeast, it was not an industry created by Marshal Zhang. Marshal Zhang only had a nominal share, and the actual ownership of the work belonged to the Japanese pirates' railway company.

Back then, Zhang Zhiwei killed all the people in the railway company with a flying thunder sword. Marshal Zhang looked at the steel plant with envy and wanted to take the steel plant for himself with great courage, but he failed. Both sides compromised, but Zhang also got some more shares.

After his death, the steel mill was completely owned by the Japanese pirates. So, although the country's steel production capacity was 350,000 tons on paper, the latter belonged to the Japanese pirates. Strictly speaking, the country's steel production capacity was only 80,000 tons.

Therefore, the production capacity of Tiantong Iron and Steel Plant alone is nearly three times the national average, almost equal to that of the Japanese pirates in the Northeast, which is already very rare.

However, compared with major international manufacturers, the gap is still quite large.

Now, the United States' production should be able to reach 50 million tons, more than 600 times that of China.

A steel plant in the United States has an annual output of more than 8 million tons, which is 100 times the country's total output.

As for Krupp, the company that Wang Ai bought equipment for upgrading, even though its production has been greatly reduced due to tariffs, its annual steel output should still be more than two million tons, which is among the highest in the world.

"Fatty, you are really good at this," Zhang Zhiwei praised.

Wang Ai chuckled and said, "This is all thanks to Senior Brother Zhang's advice. By the way, Senior Brother Zhang, isn't the economy in a depression right now? How about I use the money from foreign companies to buy at the bottom? What do you think?"

"I think it's okay, but don't copy from other countries, just copy from the United States." (End of this chapter)