A live stream of someone hand-making a giant white robot attracted the attention of the government,

Li Jianguo.

These three words, transmitted through the current, seemed to carry the weight of the entire Dragon Kingdom as they entered Su Wanqing's ears.

Her brain was working at lightning speed.

A military representative? Why would he call at this time? Is it to demand accountability?

"Mr. Su, can you hear me?" The voice on the other end of the phone remained calm and steady.

"Yes, Minister Li, I'm here." Su Wanqing snapped back to reality, instinctively straightening her back as if she were facing not a phone call, but a general in person.

"Yes." Li Jianguo cut straight to the point without any pleasantries, "The country has received Comrade Bai Che's request."

Su Wanqing froze.

Bai Che's... request?

When did he send the request? What did he request? He didn't mention a single word to me!

She thought she was gambling with Bai Che, betting everything on a vague and unreal miracle.

So, the clown was actually herself? She didn't even have the right to see the real trump card!

"The state has decided," Li Jianguo's voice was calm and measured, yet decisive, striking her heart like a hammer blow through the receiver, "to immediately activate the 'National Strategic Material Emergency Allocation Plan' and open a 'Level One Green Channel' for Zero Boundary Technology."

Su Wanqing's lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.

National strategic materials... emergency allocation plan?

Isn't that the highest-level directive that is only used in times of war or in the face of major natural disasters?

"From now on, all raw materials, electronic components, and precision instruments required by Zero Boundary Technology's supply chain will be uniformly coordinated by the Theater Command Logistics Department. Whatever is lacking, the state will provide. If there are gaps in the production line, military enterprises will step in."

"We've taken over your logistics. Starting at 10 p.m. tonight, the Air Force will deploy 20 sorties to ensure your products reach all key global logistics nodes within 12 hours."

"President Su, there's only one thing you need to do now."

Li Jianguo paused for a moment, then issued the top order in an unquestionable tone.

"Stabilize production and deliver goods on time."

"The rest is up to the state."

The phone hangs up.

The busy signal kept ringing in the deathly silent office, sounding particularly jarring.

Su Wanqing remained in the position of answering the phone, but as if all her strength had been drained, she slowly slumped into the expensive CEO chair.

She looked up, her gaze sweeping over the menacing candlestick charts on the screen and the malicious headlines from foreign media outlets.

Just minutes ago, these things were sharp blades that could have shredded her and Zero Boundary Technology.

Looking at it now...

How ridiculous they are!

Wall Street giants used billions of dollars to leverage global financial leverage and create a vast and inescapable trap.

They thought they were hunters, rule-makers.

But they will never understand that in the face of absolute national power, their financial games are as fragile as a piece of paper!

They play the finance game.

But Bai Che is playing with... the fate of the nation!

He had no intention of playing by the rules of Wall Street.

He flipped the table.

Su Wanqing finally understood the terrifying confidence behind Bai Che's words, "Trust your technical advisor."

She, Su Wanqing, is participating in a historic clash between technology and finance.

And she was the closest person to the man who overturned the table.

~

At the same time, within the Dragon Kingdom.

From south to north, several military airfields broke the tranquility of the night.

Huge searchlights tore through the night, illuminating the tarmac as bright as day.

One after another, Y-20 large transport aircraft painted with the August 1st Army emblem slowly glided into their designated positions.

Ground crew ran through the cold wind, guiding the heavy military trucks as they roared in.

The canvas was lifted, revealing boxes of metal crates sealed with airtight strips.

"Hurry! Shanghai Huahong Factory! Special Hastelloy C-276, handle with care!"

"This way! Foxconn Industrial Park, Shenzhen! Yttrium barium copper oxide superconducting ceramic powder, maintain constant temperature!"

"Third batch! Allocated from the national rare metals reserve: high-purity palladium ingots! Keep a close eye on them!"

A colonel in charge of the handover held the newly declassified list, his hands trembling slightly.

Any one of these materials would be enough to drive a country's top laboratories crazy.

And now, they're being loaded onto airplanes by the ton, as if they were free, just to... produce a "power bank".

Meanwhile, outside of Zero Boundary Technology's several core contract manufacturers.

A line of military vehicles drove directly to the warehouse gate, and instead of workers, groups of heavily armed soldiers jumped out.

They quickly took over security and set up a cordon.

The "Zero Boundary Technology T1" boxes were loaded onto military trucks in an assembly line fashion and driven away.

The whole process was efficient and efficient.

~

New York, at the top of Manhattan.

Jonathan Klein was sipping champagne and chatting with several fund giants.

On the huge screen, more than a dozen stocks were a sea of ​​red, with tens of millions of dollars evaporating every second.

"Gentlemen, those fools in the East have offered a salute to our victory with a suicidal announcement," Jonathan said, elegantly swirling his wine glass. "Tomorrow, their company will become a laughingstock of history."

"A toast to 'Broken Flow'!" The bearded fund manager raised his glass excitedly.

Just then, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and an analyst rushed in, his face pale.

"Mr. Jonathan...there's a problem!"

Jonathan frowned, annoyed, and said, "What's wrong? Why are you in such a panic?"

The analyst didn't speak, but with trembling hands, he projected the tablet onto the home screen.

The next second, a high-precision satellite thermal imaging image updated in real time replaced the plummeting stock curve.

On the map of the Dragon Kingdom, dozens of red heat sources, representing large aircraft, took off simultaneously from various military airfields, leaving crisscrossing flight paths in the night sky!

The laughter in the room abruptly stopped.

"Military exercises?" someone asked with surprise and uncertainty.

"No!" The analyst's voice trembled. "The exercise's flight path isn't like that! Look, their destinations... partly major industrial zones, and partly... major international airports around the world!"

Everyone's eyes were fixed on that picture.

They saw those red dots of light, representing absolute power, land precisely in Shanghai, Shenzhen, Suzhou...

The landing sites were all highlighted in red – they were the factories of companies like Huaxin High-Tech Materials and Jingwei Microelectronics!

Meanwhile, another group of lights flew unabashedly towards Frankfurt, Los Angeles, Dubai...

The smiles on the faces of the financial giants gradually froze.

Jonathan Klein stared intently at the screen. Suddenly, something occurred to him. He grabbed his assistant and roared in a hoarse voice:

"Investigate! Investigate! Are those factories... contract manufacturers for Zero Boundary Technology?!"

A few seconds later, the assistant, with a look of utter disbelief, gave an affirmative answer.

"Clang!"

Jonathan's champagne glass fell to the ground and shattered.

His brain went blank with a "buzz" and completely shut down.

Why?

Why would the production and delivery of a private technology company require the involvement of a nation's military force?

This doesn't make sense! This doesn't follow business principles! This fucking... doesn't conform to anything he knows!

He stared at the extremely busy red flight paths on the screen, feeling as if they formed a giant, merciless mouth, mocking his ignorance and insignificance.