Chapter 75
Blue Star Light TV Station, the tallest building in Blue Continent, was completed three years ago. At this moment, An Jing was eating cold seaweed knots with a plate in hand, watching the hosts coming in one after another with scrutinizing eyes.
"Brother An, what are you looking at?" An Jing was patted on the shoulder. He turned around and saw Shen Qiang, whom he met through Song Yashu. He was a reporter from a journalism and media major who joined Blue Star Light.
"I'm thinking, how can we make people realize that the Blue Continent Base is not a place to stay for long?" An Jing looked calm. He raised his head slightly, but it didn't seem like he was looking at the tower of Blue Star Light.
"You...this is your father's territory." Shen Qiang lowered his voice, almost covering his mouth, and said, "If you want to take over his job, just listen to his orders."
"Who said I'm going to take over his job?" An Jing frowned. Then, he took out a fruit cigarette from his pocket and gestured to Chen Qiang.
Of course Chen Qiang knew what this was. Fruit cigarettes were from Xia Country and were one of the sources of fluorescent disease. They were also contraband extracted from the alien plant Fluorescent Ganoderma.
"Brother An, you—" Chen Qiang suddenly stuffed the fruit cigarette into An Jing's pocket, his expression serious, and said urgently: "Are you crazy?! This thing is classified as a drug in Lanzhou!"
"But in Xia Country, it's just a type of cigarette." An Jing pushed him away and smiled. "I have a hunch, or even a foresight, that the Blue Continent Base is not a place to stay for long. I'm just trying to find a way out for myself."
"You want to go back to Xia Country?" Shen Qiang's expression became creepy, as if he was completely puzzled. He whispered, "You want to give up everything you have now and return to the mainland?"
"Yes, my father went to sea, but I want to go ashore." An Jing glanced at him and continued to take a puff of the cigarette in his hand.
As of now, the situation at the Blue Continent base is very good, but the miasma is still spreading on land. Xia, An and Jiang are all living in dire straits. How can you, An Jing, a rich second generation or even an official second generation, have such vision and courage to say such things?
"Why? Give me a reason." Shen Qiang looked horrified.
An Jing coughed twice and said, "First, humans need oxygen to survive. Humans have evolved for hundreds of billions of years just to be able to walk upright. And just because of some alien plant that came from nowhere, we're forced to migrate to the sea. Do we have to spend hundreds of millions of years evolving gills just to survive in the sea?"
The alien plant he was referring to was, of course, the fluorescent mushroom. Like a viral biological bomb, it was like a rock dropped into the sea, sending ripples across the globe. It was also because of the fluorescent disease that the shortcomings of the Xia government's various systems were exposed, leading to its decline.
Shen Qiang nodded, thinking it made sense.
"Secondly, the last time I went private diving, I discovered a volcano near the Blue Continent underwater base. I don't know if it's dead or alive. If the crustal movement becomes active and triggers an earthquake, like the last time the light-hardened wall broke, we'll all be drowned, just like Atlantis." After An Jing said this, his expression was serious. He smashed the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and stomped his heels hard.
"No country's people want to live in fear. Stability and peace are what everyone desires." An Jing sighed and replied, "I just want to prove my concern. If I really only cared about myself, I would have died long ago."
Shen Qiang: "Are you trying to plant a seed of thought, using this subtle influence so that the people in the Blue Continent base can return to land in the future?"
"Yes...Brother Qiang." An Jing grew suspicious again. He looked around and whispered to Shen Qiang, "Let me put it bluntly. There are far more people on land than on Blue Continent. Why are they tormented by the miasma in hell all day long, while the rest of us can live a life of drunkenness and dreams in heaven?"
"A paradise on earth is indeed a place that everyone longs for." An Jing covered his mouth and whispered, "It also means that outsiders are eyeing this place covetously."
Shen Qiang was stunned, surprised at his well-reasoned insights and also amazed at his foresight.
"You, you are going against your father." Shen Qiang's voice trembled.
"I didn't." An Jing was shorter than him, so he took two steps back, as if to be at eye level with him, and replied, "I just made a different choice from my father. Each generation has its own soul. He also told me this."
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With this belief, An Jing developed a habit of always keeping an eye on the latest news. History has passed, and the future is at his feet. He is both a poor student who imitates An Xingmin and an independent individual with his own judgment.
As An Jing expected, those distant events had no direct bearing on him. After An Xingmin came to power, he divided the base into several districts, designated as A, B, C, and D. Over the years, District D became the political and cultural center.
On the contrary, remote areas like Zone F, due to its geographical location backed by an underwater mountain range, have become a major disaster area for smuggling, and riots by illegal elements occur from time to time.
Over time, factions gradually formed within the Blue Continent. Due to their survival on the seabed, the available resources were becoming increasingly depleted, resulting in a gradual decline in the quality of life of the residents. Everyone went from eating a lot of meat and fish to seafood, and even vegetables, fruits, and melons became rare.
As a result, Haiju Company grew bigger and more prosperous because of the lack of resources at the base.
Finally, people's hearts were in turmoil, and the Ocean Party and the Land Party came into being. As the names suggest, the Ocean Party supports humanity's continued survival on the seabed, while the Land Party advocates that humans return to land to transform the world. Even if there are miasma, they will devote themselves to research to overcome difficulties and strive to continue human civilization.
Time has proven that continuing to hide in the underwater base has become a cowardly and shameful idea.
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At this time, An Jing, who had been separated from his father for many years, had become a college lecturer at Blue Continent University.
"Hello?" When Teacher An, who was in the office, received Cheng Jiacheng's call, her previous disdain had faded, and she acted like her childhood friend. She said, "Are you from our school? What's your score? Oh... your grades are good. You don't want to be transferred, so you must guarantee that you'll be admitted to that major."
"I'm really impressed. I'm not from the admissions office, so why did you have to come to me?" An Jing rubbed his brow, crossed his legs, and said sarcastically, "I thought people like you were the kind of people who would ask for the stars or the moon and your dad would give it to you, hahahaha... You actually know how to use connections."
"Well, our school has a targeted training program." An Jing flipped through the information he had pulled out of the file and said, "I'll send it to you. You'll have to work in Area F for a few years and endure some hardship first."
"What kind of hardship?" An Jing laughed. "I don't know. What's your background? How much hardship can you endure?"
After a few more pleasantries, An Jing snapped his phone, his mouth twisted in impatience, and he muttered, "What kind of hardship have people like you ever endured? Why don't you just eat meat? You're crazy."
Even so, when An Jing went to class and came back, he saw a message from his father, which tried to persuade him with both emotion and reason.
Dad: (Document) Take a look at this and send it to Chengcheng. It’s more suitable for her.
An Jing clicked on it and took a look, then snorted coldly. It really was a perfect job that was tailor-made for her and perfectly avoided risks - the kind that sounded good and looked decent, and sounded like it had a background and was the right identity for a woman.
It is similar to how rich men always like to marry English teachers, because highly educated English teachers usually go abroad to gain experience, which indirectly proves that her family background is strong and she is a good match for the rich man.
Dad: She is a girl after all. You should give priority to ladies. After all, you have known each other for so many years. Don’t you have any kindness at all?
An Jing was amused and laughed. He typed the following sentence: "Why didn't you say ladies first when you asked her to give birth to my child? You really are..." (thumbs-up)
An Jing: Dad, you know Cheng Jiacheng has always disliked me and said I have a double door. Hahaha, do you know what a double door means? If I marry her, don't be ridiculous. She still thinks I'm not good enough for her.
An Jing plopped down on the swivel chair, clicked on the voice chat, and mocked him utmost: "I think parental orders are no longer effective when it comes to marriage. These days, people choose the right saddle for the right horse. Why are you so concerned? Cheng Jiacheng said she wants to find a doctor. Why? So she can serve her family and be there whenever she needs her."
"I don't mean to be sarcastic. She is who she is, and it's none of my business. We've been like brothers since we were little. I just think that since our two families are bound together by interests, why not just go about our own business? Haha, having fun is the most important thing, right?"
An Xingmin didn't reply to him, but An Jing guessed that he must be very angry, so he also showed an evil smile on the other side of the screen.
"Awesome!" said An Jing after putting down the bracelet.
The father and son never communicated again. Meanwhile, An Jing, with nothing better to do, clicked on the document his father had sent him and then searched the district's official website. As luck would have it, he saw a stranger's name on the waiting list.
Bian Law.
The main thing is that the ID photo is so handsome.
An Jing narrowed his eyes and clicked on the resume. It looked unfamiliar and had no political background. He had studied law at Blue Continent University and then entered the military academy through conscription. He was about the same age as An Jing, but his resume was surprisingly rich.
In particular, he made military achievements in the sudden border riots.
"That spot was originally someone else's..." An Jing looked at the substitute, then at the damned relative Cheng Jiacheng, feeling sorry for him, and finally followed his father's wishes.
I'm sorry, Mr. Bian Lu, whom I have never met.
An Jing muttered to himself, then entered Cheng Jiacheng's information into the system.
"I feel a little guilty about this..." An Jing rubbed his brows tiredly and sighed, "In a society where favors are important, even I can't get to where I am today without relying on my father's influence. Sorry, my friend, I hope we never meet again in this life."
Bian Lu, who was writing a report in the military district, suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason.
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