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The resounding victory in the chip breakthrough battle plunged the entire Kyushu Kingdom into a state of triumphant celebration.

But Liu Ming was not intoxicated by the illusory flowers and applause. He knew better than anyone that technology was just the blade, and the hand wielding that sword, namely capital, was still firmly in the hands of others.

As long as the international trade settlement system remains under Western control, and as long as the SWIFT system (Society for Worldwide Interbank Financial Telecommunication) can still press the pause button on Kyushu companies at any time, then no matter how sharp the sword is, it will feel frustrating to wield it.

"I've had enough of being ripped off and exploited."

This is what Liu Ming said to Nangong Yao late one night when she looked at the "Emergency Report on the Obstruction of Nangong Group's Overseas Business" that Nangong Yao had submitted.

Nangong Yao sat across from him at his desk, wearing a well-tailored black silk nightgown, her long legs casually crossed. What should have been an extremely alluring scene was instead marred by an unusually solemn expression on her face.

"Liu Ming, the situation is not optimistic."

Nangong Yao pushed an encrypted financial briefing in front of him, her tone revealing exhaustion and anxiety.

"Since the release of the 'Dragon Abyss' chip, those old foxes on Wall Street have become extremely anxious. They dare not touch us openly, but secretly they have used the hegemony of the SWIFT system to cut off our settlement channels for seventeen commodities in South America, the Middle East, and Africa."

"We can't get paid for the chips we sold, and the rare minerals we bought overseas are frozen due to settlement issues, and we even face default penalties."

She rubbed her temples and gave a wry smile.

"We have mountains of gold and silver, but we can't even afford to buy a steamed bun."

Looking at the data on the report, Liu Ming saw that these were overseas projects that had been halted because the settlement channels had been cut off, and tens of billions of yuan that had become dead money because they could not be circulated.

This is hegemony; it can not only block you technologically, but also precisely "physically slit your throat" in the financial sphere.

Liu Ming lit a cigarette, not in a hurry to speak, but quietly looked out the window at the capital city, which was shrouded in the night.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes gradually becoming sharp as knives.

"Since they won't let us through their gate," then we'll uproot their house.

Liu Ming turned her head and looked at Nangong Yao, a wild and ambitious smile curving her lips.

"Yaoyao, dare to play another big game with me?"

"How old?" Nangong Yao looked into his familiar eyes, and her heart skipped a beat for no reason.

"So big... that it could dig up the ancestral graves of those people on Wall Street."

Liu Ming walked to the giant holographic globe and gently traced a line on it with her slender fingers.

"We want to build... a global digital banking system."

"A completely independent financial hegemony network, using China's digital currency as its core settlement currency and employing the most advanced decentralized blockchain technology!"

……

This idea is insane.

So crazy that even Nangong Yao, a ruthless and decisive female tycoon in the business world, couldn't help but gasp after hearing it.

Challenging the dollar's hegemony? Establishing a new international settlement system? This is no longer a business transaction; it's a declaration of war against the most fundamental rules of the world today!

"That's impossible!" Nangong Yao retorted instinctively.

"Leaving aside the high technological barriers, even if we build this system, who will use it? Those Western countries will definitely join forces to strangle us; they will force all countries to choose sides!"

"Of course the West won't use it."

Liu Ming smiled. He walked to the globe and traced his fingertips across the deserts of the Middle East, the savannahs of Africa, and the rainforests of South America.

"But they will use it."

"These developing countries have long suffered from the dominance of the US dollar."

"Their abundant mineral resources and cheap labor have been exploited by Wall Street every year with its financial sickle. They crave a fair, transparent settlement system that is free from the threat of unilateral sanctions even more than we do."

Liu Ming's eyes gleamed with a gambler's fanaticism.

"We don't need to seek the West's consent."

"We only need to win over these dozen or so core countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America."

"We'll use our 'Longyuan' chip technology as an exchange, and Nangong Group's massive infrastructure construction capabilities as collateral."

"As long as this 'Eastern trade circle' is established."

"We will cut down this blood-sucking giant tree of the US dollar, bit by bit, right from the roots!"

……

This is destined to be an extremely difficult and clandestine battle.

For the next three months, Liu Ming and Nangong Yao virtually disappeared from the public eye.

The Nangong Group poured all of its available liquid funds, and even secretly sold some of its non-core assets in Europe and America, into a top-secret project codenamed "Dragon Soaring".

Ghost Hand and his team of top global geeks recruited from the dark web moved into a remote mountain laboratory in Northwest China. They worked day and night writing code, building a super underlying architecture that would revolutionize the history of world finance.

Liu Ming, on the other hand, led a negotiation team composed of top experts from the National Development and Reform Commission, the Ministry of Commerce, and the People's Bank of China.

Like a ghost, it travels between countries in the Middle East, Africa, and South America.

They don't talk about politics, only business. They don't talk about ideology, only about tangible financial interests.

……

"Your Highness Salman."

In a secluded chamber of a magnificent royal palace in Saudi Arabia, Liu Ming, holding a cup of Arabic tea, faced the Crown Prince, who held the reins of the world's oil industry, speaking in a calm tone as if they were having a casual conversation.

"The agreement in front of you is more than just a memorandum of understanding regarding the priority supply of 'Longyuan' chips."

"More than anything, it's a talisman to free your country from the dollar's relentless harvesting."

Liu Ming pushed a black USB drive in front of the Crown Prince.

"If you agree, 30 percent of the settlements in oil trade over the next three years will be settled using our 'Dragon Coin' digital system."

"I guarantee that Kyushu's high-speed rail, 5G network, and state-of-the-art desalination technology will flourish across your desert."

"Moreover, this transaction completely bypassed the SWIFT system, so those people on Wall Street didn't even get a penny in commission."

The crown prince looked at the agreement, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes.

This is an extremely dangerous decision. Once signed, it would be tantamount to challenging that superpower across the ocean.

But he knew even better that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to break free from its shackles, and that the technological strength and sincerity shown by Kyushu were far more reliable than those Westerners who only knew how to wield the big stick of sanctions.

After a long silence, the crown prince took a deep breath and picked up the pure gold pen on the table.

"Director Liu."

He spoke in broken Chinese.

"Hopefully this is more than just a transaction, but... the beginning of our friendship."

"certainly."

Liu Ming smiled and raised her teacup. "May our friendship last forever."

……

Similar secretive and thrilling negotiations have been staged in more than a dozen countries.

With Liu Ming's superb negotiation skills and the irresistible allure of the technological dividends of the Nine Provinces Kingdom.

A vast and resilient new trade network, centered on the East, is quietly taking shape.

Six months later, a day that will be recorded in the annals of human financial history.

There was no grand press conference, nor any overwhelming media publicity.

Only a brief, inconspicuous announcement appeared on the official website of the Central Bank of Kyushu.

[Starting today, the "Star Swirl" cross-border digital currency settlement system, primarily developed by my country, has officially launched. The first batch of participating countries includes fifteen nations such as Saudi Arabia, Russia, and Brazil. This system aims to provide safer, more efficient, and decentralized settlement services for global commodity trade.]

This announcement is less than a hundred words long.

To the average person, it was just a somewhat dry financial news story.

However, when this news reached the other side of the ocean, and into the ears of the presidents of those investment banks on Wall Street that controlled the global financial lifeline, it caused quite a stir.

"Snapped!"

The president of Goldman Sachs, looking at the announcement on the screen, smashed the floor-to-ceiling window worth tens of thousands of dollars with his golf club.

"They're insane! They've gone mad!"

He roared hysterically in the spacious office like a wild beast whose tail had been stepped on.

"Fifteen countries! Covering 40% of the world's oil and mineral resources! They all bypassed our SWIFT system!"

"What the hell does this mean?"

He roared at the several Wall Street financial tycoons in front of him who were now trembling with fear.

"This means the days of us effortlessly collecting transaction fees are over!"

"This means that the sickle we used to reap the world's wealth by printing money has been forcibly snapped!"

"What is this? This isn't a cryptocurrency system at all!"

The president slumped into his chair in despair, his eyes filled with unprecedented fear.

"This is fucking ripping off our dollar hegemony... our ancestral graves!"

……

The news reached the capital.

Inside the courtyard, Liu Ming was leisurely watering the old jujube tree.

Nangong Yao excitedly ran out with her tablet computer.

"Liu Ming! Did you see that? Wall Street stocks plummeted at the opening! The dollar index suffered its biggest single-day drop in ten years!"

"Those Western media outlets are going crazy, all exclaiming that we're subverting the world's financial order!"

She was so excited that she hugged Liu Ming tightly, completely disregarding her image as the president.

Liu Ming smiled, put down the kettle in his hand, and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

"subversion?"

"No."

Liu Ming's eyes were deep and calm. "I'm just taking back what rightfully belongs to us."

He patted Nangong Yao on the back, his voice soft but carrying an air of domineering authority.

"This is just the beginning."