He closed the notification in frustration, only to hear the British representative's holographic projection roaring, "The Chinese have mastered quantum economic weapons!"
The French president's projection flickered. "Gentlemen, it's time to activate the second phase of Project Deepsea." He waved his hand, bringing up a holographic sandbox. "We've laid down..."
The dome's quantum encryption system suddenly emitted a shrill sound, and the invasion of nanoprobes distorted the images of the representatives of the twelve countries into abstract paintings.
No one noticed that Xiao Duo's bionic spider robot was implanting eavesdropping programs into NATO's military satellites along the communication optical cables.
Xiao Zhen looked at the crumbling red tide on the financial sandbox and connected to the Moon's dedicated line: "Zhennan, prepare to receive the first batch of mass-produced crystals from the Starlink Furnace."
"Dad, the problem with the railgun has been solved." Xiao Zhennan's voice echoed with metal. "Someone has implanted a quantum virus based on a biochip into the navigation system."
The holographic screen suddenly popped up an alarm from a deep space probe - three "shale mines" disguised as meteorites had arrived in low-Earth orbit.
Xiao Zhen smiled like a hunter: "It's time to let Wall Street experience true quantum shock."
He pressed the scarlet button on the encrypted terminal, and the crude oil futures curve on the New York Mercantile Exchange suddenly showed a supernova-like fluctuation.
The Deepsea Project's optical cable array at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean simultaneously lit up with a deathly blue light at this moment.
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Zhenbei had just gotten off the plane and was driving back to his home in Zhenyuan, Wujiaochang, Shanghai, when he saw two soft and tender little kids hanging behind the big iron gate. They were waving their hands and saying, "Dad, Dad, Dad..."
"Brother Li, stop the car!" Zhenbei took the bag from his side and got out of the car
"Shengze, Shengxun, daddy is back!" Zhenbei squatted down and held the children in his arms and said
It is now March 2025. In half a month, Xiao Shengze and Xiao Shengxun will be one year old. The children's grandfather and grandparents have prepared generous birthday gifts for the two babies.
After the BRICS Financial Conference in November last year, there was the China-ASEAN package of financial direct access agreements, the China-Arab League financial direct access agreement, the sudden turn of the China-Japan Trade and Financial Understanding Agreement, the China-Africa package of financial direct access agreements of the Forum on China-Africa Cooperation, and the financial direct access agreements quickly signed with a large number of South American, Oceanian, Eastern European, Nordic countries, as well as our northern neighbors.
The new underlying financial value markers are now standard helium-3 and finished interstellar minerals.
China invites the countries and regions that have signed the agreement to participate in the joint management of this behemoth by subscribing to the "World Interstellar Reserve Bank".
This amount, converted into standard gold by the World Bank, is equivalent to the value of 150,000 tons of spot gold.
It has been stored in the central vault of the World Interstellar Reserve Bank in the Hainan Island Free Trade Zone.
Moreover, member countries can view the vault in real time through the cloud 22 hours a day, and there are 2 hours every 2.5 months for vault expansion activities and self-inspection ring shift changes, which are inconvenient to display.
China has opened up its own Earth-Moon round-trip system and some lunar mineral areas.
Use companies and satellite companies to open up round-trip travel between the Moon and the Earth and mining operations in the lunar mining area.
Relatively fair to all members of this world's interstellar reserve bank, for every ton of interstellar minerals shipped back to Earth, the reserve bank charges 150 kilograms of reserves.
As for the other few countries and regions that are not members of the Reserve Bank, their life and death are managed by others. They are not saints.
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