The Wallfacer: Everyone wants to break through my wall.

Stoke has already resigned himself to his fate; what's the big deal if he dies?

What is there to be afraid of if it means dying for your family?

His wife gently hugged Stock from behind, softly comforting him.

“Darling, didn’t you just say that technologically advanced countries won’t allow Feng Taylor to do this? And these technologically advanced countries are now in power at the United Nations. They won’t allow Feng Taylor to act recklessly.”

……

At this moment, in the underground shelter where Lin Feng lived, the maid Edith looked at Lin Feng with some surprise.

"Are you in a good mood today?"

Lin Feng said, "At today's press conference, I met someone who I never expected to find such a kind-hearted person among that pack of vicious wolves in the media."

"I remember his name was Camon Stock. In this day and age, there are so few people like him who can truly smile for children from other countries and races to receive a better education."

Lin Feng had no intention of harming Stock; he genuinely believed that Stock was truly happy for his idea of ​​helping children in third-world countries improve their education.

If you're not happy, why are you laughing?

To mock?

Isn't that just courting death?

Lin Feng didn't think that after making an example of someone several times before, there would be any fool who would dare to be so presumptuous in front of him. That reporter was obviously a smart person and could not possibly be the kind of fool he had encountered before.

Moreover, he himself admitted that he was happy that those poor children in the Third World could receive a better education.

“I heard that you arranged for him to lobby various countries to solve the problem of children’s education.”

The maid felt a pang of pity for the reporter, Stock, whom she had never met before. She was well aware of just how outrageous Lin Feng's idea was.

"What's the problem?"

The maid shook her head. "No, I just received a message that the PDC requires you to attend an emergency meeting."

Lin Feng, who had just been in a good mood, suddenly looked dejected.

He bypassed the PDC for this press conference because he didn't want to listen to those representatives nagging him.

Now, when the PDC wants to see him, saying it's for a meeting, it's most likely to be to interrogate him.

Even so, Lin Feng still decided to attend the meeting.

It was still a video conference. After Lin Feng connected to the PDC frequency band, the rotating chairman gave a brief announcement, and the meeting began.

“I always thought you were crazy, and now my opinion has been proven true.”

As soon as the meeting began, a representative directly criticized Lin Feng, calling him a madman.

Before Lin Feng could refute, a representative spoke up for him.

"Isn't this a personal attack?" the Gambian representative asked the rotating chair.

Before the rotating chair could even speak, the Australian representative asked a question with a sneer.

"Is stating the facts considered a personal attack?"

The North Korean representative asked coldly, "Australian representative, are you implying that we are unworthy of development?"

The "we" here does not refer to North Korea, but to all the Third World countries. No country representative does not wish for their country to become strong and technologically advanced.

Throughout the entire conference, Lin Feng was merely a target in the open; the essence of the conference was the dissatisfaction of Third World countries with the attitudes of Second and First World countries.

Countries with technological advantages naturally don't want other countries to catch up with them, and the five permanent members of the UN Security Council are no exception.

The Japanese representative said, "I hope everyone can calm down. I don't mind the development of Third World countries, but we need to understand, who will absorb this excess capacity? You or us?"

"If no one digests this, I'm sure you all know what the consequences will be. Do we really want to repeat the mistakes of history?"

A host of Second World countries echoed this sentiment, while Third World countries fell silent. Overcapacity would inevitably lead to a financial crisis, and their actions could mean the collapse of the global economy.

The rotating chairman picked up the small wooden mallet and struck it, saying to Lin Feng, "We still have to face the Trisolarans. Humanity doesn't have time to fight a third world war. Wallfacer Feng Taylor, we can't agree to your willful and unreasonable demands."

As if it were a judge's final ruling, the entire meeting fell silent.

The representatives of the five permanent members of the Security Council remained silent, as if to avoid any appearance of impropriety, and did not utter a single word throughout the entire meeting.

Lin Feng said, "I don't know where you got the nerve to bring up the Trisolaran threat with me. You know the Trisolaran threat exists, yet you still refuse to let go of the little bit of interest you have? I used to think that you were not only politicians but also the most elite of human civilization, wise helmsmen. Now I realize I was wrong, terribly wrong."

Lin Feng coldly surveyed the group of representatives, whether they were from countries that had just supported him or those that had opposed him, drawing their attention.

The US representative spoke out at this time to criticize Lin Feng.

“Wallfacer Feng Taylor, watch your words. Such remarks are inappropriate for the meeting.”

"Could you be any more hypocritical? U.S. representative, why can you call me a madman, but I can't call you a bunch of greedy politicians? I'm asking you, what gives you the right?"

Lin Feng launched a retaliatory attack without any mercy, showing no restraint despite being American himself.

“Pointless arguments are a waste of time, Wallfacer Feng Taylor. If you can’t offer a solution to the conflict, the PDC will not approve.”

The Chinese representative reminded Lin Feng, but this was also a warning.

Lin Feng said, "First of all, I want to make one thing clear: I have never said that I want the countries of the Third World to suddenly, quickly, and immediately become technologically advanced countries."

"Because I know that's impossible. Even if countries airlift production lines to third-world countries, does that mean they'll master the technology? No, a production line also needs to include skilled workers and R&D teams to form a complete technology system."

"Therefore, the development of Third World countries takes time. It is a gradual process. Even if all countries share their knowledge and expertise, Third World countries cannot complete it in less than ten years because their foundation is too poor."

"What you're worried about is simply the lack of a market and enough people to absorb this excess production capacity. The solution is actually quite simple: the space cities that will be built in the future can absorb it."

Chapter 68: Everyone was having a frank exchange.

"Very well, we have a genius at making empty promises, hiding underground and drawing a super pie that covers the entire solar system," the Japanese representative said sarcastically.

"Wallfacer Feng Taylor, how do you plan to ensure that your envisioned space city can absorb the world's excess production capacity?"

Space city?

That is something that has not yet been finalized.

Moreover, if we expect space cities to consume global production capacity, where will such a huge market come from?

"Japanese representative, you don't naively think that my planned space city will only have one small city per planet, do you?" Lin Feng retorted, while also responding to the Japanese representative's earlier sarcasm.

"Can I interpret this as Japan being about to be swept away by the tide of the times? Like the Black Ships in the mid-19th century?"

"you……!"

The Japanese representative immediately stood up in a rage. If Lin Feng hadn't been absent from the meeting and was participating via video conference, he probably would have already pointed at Lin Feng's nose and started cursing.

The American representative frowned. The Black Ships incident that Lin Feng brought up clearly included the United States in his criticism.

After exchanging a glance with the US representative, the rotating chairperson issued a warning to Lin Feng.

“Wallfacer Feng Taylor, if you continue to insult the participants, we will terminate this meeting.”

Terminating the meeting was not just ending the meeting, but also stripping Lin Feng of his right to interpretation, implicitly accepting that he had given up.

Lin Feng said, "A planet is very large, such as Jupiter and Saturn. Compared to them, Earth is like a shelled peanut. These planets have more resources than Earth, and the amount of material is so vast that even with all of humanity's efforts, it would be impossible to mine it all in a short time."

"The purpose of space cities is to mine planetary resources. Can a single space city fully mine all the planet's resources? Obviously not. Therefore, many space cities can be deployed in orbit around each planet."

"In order to process the surplus raw materials collected by future space cities, Earth needs to become a factory planet."

Good heavens! This madman wants to turn the entire Earth into a planetary factory!

The United Nations had no idea that Lin Feng had such a plan; they were all terrified by Lin Feng's crazy idea.

Being scared doesn't mean agreeing. To think that the Earth could be transformed into a planetary factory over centuries is simply a pipe dream given humanity's industrial capabilities!

"It's like listening to a fairy tale," the Japanese representative remarked sarcastically.

The Tuvalu representative said: "Wallfacer Feng Taylor, I admit your ambition is beyond my imagination, but do you know what it means to turn the entire earth into a factory?"

"How are you going to solve the greenhouse effect? ​​Does your factory not need to emit heat to operate? Melting glaciers in the North and South will cause rising sea levels to destroy many countries."

"We can make sacrifices for humanity and abandon our countries, but what about the people of those countries? Which country can take in so many refugees who have lost their countries?"

Tuvalu is an island nation with an area of ​​only 26 square kilometers. The entire country is situated on an island, and its terrain is very low, with the highest elevation being only 4 meters. Now, global warming has caused sea level rise, forcing Tuvalu to relocate the entire nation to New Zealand.

Tuvalu is simply a representative who stands up to represent the interests of those island nations.

Although these island nations also fall under the category of Third World countries, they stand against Lin Feng because their people are threatened.

Lin Feng directly suggested, "These people can immigrate to space. Space cities need people to operate them anyway. You don't need to give up your own country. Why don't you just become a space nation?"

"Anyway, once virtual technology advances further, we can still experience the beauty of nature even in space, and we won't have to helplessly watch the sea level rise every day."

The South Korean representative sarcastically reminded them, "If something goes wrong in space, there's only one way out: death. A single screw can destroy the space station."

"It's the same on Earth, South Korean representative. Who knows, one day the leader of North Korea might suddenly slip up and send your entire country to its doom."

As Lin Feng said this, he was met with angry glares from the representatives of South Korea and North Korea.

North Korea sided with Lin Feng because it was also a third-world country, but Lin Feng's irresponsible and nonsensical remarks really displeased the North Korean representative.

"Space facilities are unsafe because they are still too small in scale and space technology is not yet mature in many aspects. In any case, space technology will inevitably develop, and the safety of space cities will improve exponentially over time."

After a moment of silence, Tuvalu gave Lin Feng a reply.

"If everything is as you say, we will support you wholeheartedly."

Lin Feng nodded. He knew that this sentence should be interpreted in reverse—if it doesn't match what you said, we will do everything in our power to send you to your death.

At this moment, the Swedish representative spoke up, criticizing Lin Feng.

"Wallfacer Feng Taylor, have you considered how many plants and animals would go extinct if Earth were planned as a factory? Earth would eventually become a heavily polluted planet, and even then, it wouldn't matter?"

"Factor can be moved to a space city. We should not leave a heavily polluted Earth to our descendants. That would be not being a good elder."

Lin Feng shook his head and replied, "Representative of Sweden, I'm sorry, my plan is based on strategic needs. Even if a space city has mobility, it can never compare to a space warship."

"As we all know, during wartime, the highest priority for attack is often the enemy's military facilities. If the factory is in a space city, it means that the space city will become a key target for the Trisolaran fleet. Even so, is that okay?"

"In comparison, Earth is a physical planet, and its crust acts as a natural defense layer, with layers hundreds of meters thick, which can effectively defend against both lasers and bombing."

Lin Feng knew the original plot: even without his 'factory planet' concept, the Earth's surface would still be ruined by humans and become uninhabitable, forcing humans to migrate to underground cities.

That's why he dares to talk such nonsense so freely.

The key is to convince the United Nations of his story and get the PDC to allow him to provide virtual education for children in third-world countries.

To regulate the trends of thought in human civilization, no one can escape the net!