Chapter 84
There are currently three giants in the Blue Continent submarine base.
Under An Xingmin's suggestion, Haiju Company has successfully cultivated crops on land, and can even successfully grow salty oranges in saline-alkali land.
Not only that, Kodak, a company representing cutting-edge technology, has also joined Blue Continent to vigorously promote the implementation and application of cyber data pet dogs.
In order to solve the shortage of supplies in the underwater base, the Blue Island Council even gave Dr. Bai Tiao the first authority, allowing her to study hydroponic green plants in order to meet the demand for vegetables among the people in the Blue Island base.
This was the day when Lin Mosheng invited leaders at all levels to inspect his farmland. There were people in front and behind him on the land, and the photography lights were on, making it a very beautiful scene.
An Jing arrived late and had not eaten breakfast. He was munching on the bread in his hand.
Not far away, An Xingmin and his group were wearing masks and chatting about the growth of sea oranges, talking about how it has driven local economic development, provided employment opportunities for many people, and most importantly, improved land quality.
"Having achieved this is already very good." An Xingmin said, "Although the Xia Kingdom is in decline, it is still alive even after its death. They looked down on this saline land, but unexpectedly, our cutting-edge technology can turn decay into something miraculous."
As he spoke, An Xingmin glanced at the sharp eyebrows next to Lin Mosheng and said with a smile: "Boss Lin, it's all thanks to you."
"No, no, I don't know much about agriculture. The technology was all contributed by Dr. Bai." Mr. Lin smiled ingratiatingly and looked at Bai Tiao who also looked frightened.
She uttered an "oh" and replied, "Xiao Lin is really ambitious. He comes to my lab every few days. Although I do study plants, this is my first time to improve orange varieties."
Lin Mosheng laughed twice to please him.
"There's nothing we can do. After all, it's grown in saline soil." Bai Tiao picked an orange and said, "It still doesn't taste sweet. Even adding special saccharin didn't have much effect. It's the soil problem. It can only taste salty."
As time passed, supplies in the Blue Continent submarine base became increasingly scarce, with food, clothing, housing and transportation all in short supply. The people inside also began to panic due to these changes.
Oranges, such a common fruit. But we can no longer eat sweet oranges. Isn't this a tragedy of our times?
An Xingmin, who had been the leader for almost six or seven years, had also become gray-haired and worried in the ever-increasing changes. He began to doubt whether his life choices were correct. Being trapped in the Blue Continent underwater base was like a cage.
"What's the miasma index on land today?" An Xingmin asked casually, and the secretary beside him told him, "0.75."
Only when the miasma index drops to 0.4 does it mean that humans can live healthily on land.
"I heard that some rural areas on land aren't affected by miasma?" An Xingmin chuckled, then said, "Those places have high mountains and deep waters, large areas of vegetation, and plenty of oxygen. They're just a little poorer, and transportation is inconvenient, so they're actually quite suitable for retirement."
An Jing also raised his head sharply when he said this.
As soon as these words came out, Old Lin's eyes flashed as if he had received a signal, and he said, "Chief, are you... homesick?"
In fact, anyone can guess that he wants to quit.
What this means is that you have to finalize the successor before talking about retirement care - who will be the next successor and whether he will do business with us are what Haiju Company should consider.
"Blue Island Base is my home, what else can I think about?" An Xingmin glanced at him and blocked him.
"An Jing!" He changed the subject and, in full view of everyone, motioned his son over and said, "It takes an hour to eat a piece of bread. What are you doing here?"
An Jing was stunned and noticed everyone's subtle looks at him. He suddenly realized that An Xingmin wanted to establish a hereditary system so that he could succeed him, while others were unhappy and indignant.
"I'm just a university teacher." An Jing revealed his embarrassment and replied, "I usually just attend classes and read from the textbooks. What does this have to do with me? Hahaha."
"..." An Xingmin was very dissatisfied with his reaction, but for the sake of face, he just pouted and didn't expose him in person.
An Jing understood, he saw it clearly. An Xingmin was old and had lost his prestige. In the ever-changing world, he gradually became suspicious because of the imbalance of power. He even wanted to urgently train himself to continue the Blue Continent Base.
Unfortunately, An Jing had seen this early on. He was unwilling to take over An Xingmin's job, nor did he want to offend the ambitious people among the younger generation. Most importantly, he realized early on that the Blue Continent Base was just an island in Xia Country.
"It's time, please come in, Chief." Old Lin, with sharp eyebrows, replied.
An Xingmin nodded, and the group went to a nearby agricultural cooperative for dinner.
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On this side, Bian Lu, who was having lunch in the cafeteria, received another message from An Jing.
An Jing: I'm on land, and the border of Xia State is just a few hundred meters away.
Bian Lu was furious. He snorted coldly and sent a voice message: "What does it have to do with me?"
"Didn't I tell you? I'm planning to make a game. I've already started writing the background outline. When the time comes, I'll release it to Xia Nation first. I'll subtly make them realize that the existence of the Blue Continent Undersea Base is itself a form of human colonization and invasion of the ocean."
"No, are you serious?" Bian Lu was amused and disgusted, thinking that if this matter got out of hand, he would be sentenced as an accomplice and shot.
When An Jing heard his playful ridicule, he knew that Bian Lu was eager to try.
"As for me, it's rare to open up to someone." An Jing lowered his voice, crouching in a corner of the agricultural cooperative. "My dad insists I take over his business and play up the hereditary system. How is that even possible? There are so many smart people in this world, and they're not stupid. How could they willingly let power be passed down from generation to generation?"
"Hello, Qianfeng." Bian Lu chatted with him while digging into his rice. As for why he didn't reject An Jing, it was obviously because An Jing was An Xingmin's son.
Although An Jing is aware of the situation, other people are not stupid either. As long as An Xingmin is in power, there will be many people who will use An Jing as an opportunity to curry favor with An Xingmin.
Bian Lu is no exception.
He said, "Sure, Mr. An, please continue. I'll consider whether this pirate ship of yours is worth getting on board."
An Jing felt like he was being suffocated, having been in an environment where he dared not tell the truth for too long, so he found a stranger to talk to. Of course, even if Bian Lu reported him, he could easily use his father's name to get away with it.
The result was that Bian Lu was confused and stunned, but also felt a sense of relief that he had met someone too late and that the clouds had cleared and the moon had been revealed.
This person gave himself an identity when he went out, and An Jing had a deep understanding of this.
Turning back, An Jing went to the cafeteria to get his plate. As soon as he sat down, Lin Mosheng came over with his meal and said, "Hey, there's a new business you want to start? Build a welfare home for patients with fluorescent diseases in Xia Guo, with food, housing, and medical care. I heard about this idea from others. What do you think of it?"
"Food, accommodation and medical care are all provided, so how can you still make money?" An Jing didn't believe that Lin Mosheng had a conscience at all.
"Listen to me, it was Dr. Bai who brought it up," Lin Mosheng replied. "Establishing an orphanage would be like integrating medical records. We could conduct random surveys of patients every few days to observe the progression of their fluorescence disease. Wouldn't that make it easier to develop a cure?"
An Jing said sarcastically, "Boss Xiaolin, Boss Xiaolin, if you have such a mentality, why would you inherit the family business? You should just give up Haiju Company and take the civil service exam as soon as possible."
Bai Tiao again? An Jing really thought this woman was amazing. She had skills, ideas, and foresight. No wonder she had someone to take the blame for treason and was being hunted down. Now, she was still living a carefree life in Lanzhou.
"Go talk to my dad. I don't have a say in front of him." An Jing replied, "If you want to do it, then go and talk to him yourself."
"Don't you want to cure your fluorescent disease?" Lin Mo suddenly asked in a low voice. An Jing looked up suddenly and saw his solemn expression. A great chill rose from the soles of his feet.
Am I being spied on?!
An Jing's pupils trembled, and he said in a hoarse voice: "How could you..."
"How could you have forgotten?" Lin Mosheng leaned close to him and whispered, "As the leader's son, you're also a semi-public figure. You smoke Xiaguo brand fruit cigarettes all day long, and sometimes your breathing becomes rapid. These are obvious early symptoms of fluorescent disease."
"I got this disease because..." An Jing tried to stand up, but Lin Mosheng grabbed his arm and pulled him down. He smiled sinisterly and said, "I know, I understand. You just want to distance yourself from your father, so that you won't suffer if Lanzhou weakens in the future. You are a righteous person, and you want to use the fluorescent disease as bait to surrender to the top leaders of Xia Kingdom, right?"
"That's what we thought," Lin Mosheng whispered. "Blue Continent looks strong on the outside, but it's weak on the inside. Things like the light-hardened walls and the constant breakdowns are causing panic among the people. It means this place is almost worthless. Those with foresight are starting to sell it off. Your father is unlucky to have to bear the blame for the Blue Continent leader."
An Jing said bitterly, "Honestly, even though I'm also a mixed-blood, what I hate most is you guys who are fence-sitters."
"Look, that one." Lin Mosheng raised his chin and said, "Liu Zhongshi, the second-in-command of the Xia Kingdom Central Committee, was the one who allowed our Haiju Company to grow salty oranges in that saline-alkali land. People's hearts are unpredictable, Teacher An. If you don't know how to go with the flow, you'll end up guarding the Blue Island Base like your father for the rest of your life."
"Welfare home..." An Jing blinked and replied, "You mean, using the cutting-edge medical technology from the Blue Continent Base to benefit the people of Xia Country who are suffering from fluorescent disease? Is this considered our Blue Continent government's surrender to the Xia Country government?"
"Yes." Lin Mosheng replied: "Who knows, maybe you will become the next leader again. It's hard to say."
"I don't have that ambition at all." An Jing rubbed his eyebrows.
However, Lin Mosheng walked away with a mysterious smile, as if to say, "Many things are beyond your control."
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