Chapter 517: Only I Have the Law Chapter 517: Chen Clan Gathering

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

After exiting the Magic Subway, the tour group returned to their departure point.

The sound of chatter and laughter stopped abruptly.

Today's events were nothing short of miraculous; some shook their heads, worried it might be a dream.

Chen Yi smiled without speaking, crooking his index finger, and an Oga Ku woman brought tea and snacks.

Though a royal family that rose through assassination, Chen Yi could ensure their lives were free of worry, and their clansmen voluntarily served as attendants at his side.

In terms of light footsteps and an English housekeeper's subtle elegance, these royal family members who trained from childhood were unmatched.

"I've broadened my horizons today," Zheng Lao spoke first, then cupped his hands and said, "Having seen the West Continent, it is indeed stunning. Congratulations, Brother Chen."

Chen Zhongguo returned the greeting with a chuckle.

The remaining members of the Chen Clan all offered compliments. Within the compliments, each had their own meaning.

The seven who could come today were the core strength of the Chen Clan; there was no need to say "look to the horse's head," a vague reiteration was enough.

Zhang Pei stood behind his family members, watching Chen Yi leisurely sipping tea with his head down, thinking: The Chen family's good fortune is endless; if I could master such a channel...

He clutched the drill bit in his backpack tightly, feeling increasingly uneasy, really wanting to leave quickly and show off back at the family. But everyone gathered together talking, and no one said goodbye to leave...

Before he could complain, Zhang Pei suddenly had a flash of insight and instantly understood: Chen Yi neither checked everyone's luggage nor asked about their conduct in the West Continent; could it also be a test?

Those present were the Chen Clan's closest forces; if questioned like airport customs, it would be too much. But Chen Yi didn't know how long he had mastered this channel or how much money and manpower he spent to gain the power of the West River Water Fortress; if he didn't even have the right to manage, why would he bother arranging for others to join in?

The more Zhang Pei thought about it, the more right he felt, and his heart burned with excitement.

If he stood up to make a call, first producing the drill bit he had obtained, then revealing one or two small secrets Chen Yi might already know, he would not only compensate for his previous rudeness and ignorance but might even gain importance.

He just feared guessing wrong; that would be more than just embarrassing.

While hesitating, Ms. Tong, who had just sprayed perfume, stepped forward, took out a small notebook from her handbag, and smiled: "This time, thanks to Mr. Chen, we were able to obtain important first-hand data. I found that local residents understand natural rubber quite well, but the initial processing scale is still small..."

Only to see her speak eloquently, talking for nearly half an hour, not only presenting what she saw and heard but also offering thoughts and suggestions for improvement; a small natural rubber suddenly showed the value of a gold mine.

Thinking about it carefully, the West River Water Fortress's own natural rubber forest accounted for nearly one-third of China's natural rubber production; even if it couldn't compare to the rubber powers of Southeast Asia, it was not to be underestimated, and forming a complete industrial chain was no problem. Adding the extremely low labor costs, no matter how you calculated it, it was only profitable.

Chen Yi was now simply selling primary processed products; presumably, he was too busy to handle it. The tens of thousands of slaves required at least several thousand troops to guard, and dozens of full-time managers were indispensable. If further processing were needed, transportation, electricity, and water would all be troubles. Modern China's newly built development zones across various places emphasized "three connections and one leveling" to attract clients, but the gentlemen of the West Continent had no such concept.

Just as Zhang Pei was almost grasping a bit of Chen Yi's train of thought, Ms. Tong finished speaking.

After sparse applause, she smiled at Chen Yi: "If the West Continent is developed, we are willing to be the pioneers."

Chen Yi nodded and smiled: "I cannot promise you now, but if you have a mature plan, we can discuss it."

How could everyone not understand what was going on!

One by one, they actively raised their hands to apply to speak, their actions and expressions as serious as if they were in a meeting.

This was truly not a joking matter.

It was much more serious than holding a class meeting at school.

When it came to the young people of the Xu Family, he said cheerfully: "Let me say a few words. Being able to go to the West Continent is truly a great fortune in our lives. I have always been interested in Su Ning's silk. After arriving in the West Continent, I discovered several types of silk of good quality, so I specially brought back the golden silk worms commonly used by the locals for research. If feasible, I hope to build a research station in the West Continent, like that bacteria liquid crystal research institute."

This was the first person to propose a research institution. Out of guilt for stealing four worms, Chen Yi expressed himself kindly: "Research must be conducted. If the plan is indeed feasible, I will provide half of the funds."

Once he made a promise, it became an oath. To avoid losing Shenjia, his logic in speech and action was extremely strong, giving people a sense of steadiness. Those who spoke afterward became much more serious, for fear that the project proposals they produced later would not match, causing unnecessary embarrassment.

After more than thirty people had finished speaking, Chen Yi smiled and took out a notebook, saying: "According to your statements, I have had the people below make a record. If everyone feels it is appropriate, please sign. In the future, it will be the same pattern: everyone who uses the channel will be recorded, which also facilitates management."

Opening the channel for the first time was very important; rules had to be established, but people could not be given a feeling of being oppressed by power, because these were all members of the Chen Clan, the core of the Chen family's power. Since Chen Zhongguo had invited them, it was a sign of absolute trust, because offending with words was absolutely unacceptable.

Tactfulness is the Chinese way of survival. Before the survival environment changes, Chinese people must survive this way. Chen Yi was familiar with and respected such a way of survival, so he also used it seriously.

The tour group also bought into it. After comfortably looking at their own records, they signed. Starting with Ms. Tong, under the column of materials, they wrote down materials such as "tree seeds" they carried. Those behind followed suit, without coercion or inducement, naturally completing the "customs declaration" process.

Even a junior like Zhang Pei did not dare to hide anything, let alone those older. Chen Yi scanned it briefly, found the information matched the materials carried, nodded in satisfaction, and said: "That's all for today. I will see you all out."

If there were discrepancies, he also had corresponding handling methods, just like those four Golden Silk Worms. But the belief in not stealing could be forgotten.

Individuals modestly made their way out of the warehouse.

The night was deep like a modern poet, the haze was pollution, the sparkle belonged to others, and the damnable dark road was his own.

Ms. Tong got into the car, and before she could sit steady, she stood up again with a "whoosh," exclaiming: "Why is it three in the morning?"

"The time in the West Continent is three times that of Earth. It's probably on the other side of the universe, I guess."

"Ah?" Ms. Tong found it unbelievable.

"The speed of time differs in different regions of the universe." The physicist brought by the Zheng Family finally found his area of expertise, and said with a profound gaze: "Time is a relative concept, affected by various factors. Gravity can cause time to contract, bend, wrinkle, flow backward. Destroy. If there were an observer independent of time, he would find that people in different time zones of the universe would all think the time they experience is absolute time... Oh, this is my greatest discovery today. Where should I record it?"

Chen Yi, under the car, still heard the discussion above. Feeling it made sense, he asked: "So, is the West Continent in a very distant universe?"

"Another universe time zone, that is very, very far away, perhaps billions of trillions of light-years away, our unknown field." The physicist spoke in abstruse terms, which instead made the people in the car brighten up.

Chen Yi was not a physicist, and had only sent any theoretical physicist to the West Continent, but had not anticipated the importance of the time difference.

"Professor Tang, we can contact anytime." He waved his hand and handed over his business card.

"Being able to play a small role is our honor." The physicist humbly nodded and took the business card with both hands.

The members of the Chen Clan returned to Xijing in high spirits.

If the political circle were a card game, the Chen Clan had drawn the King!

Just the disclosure of information about the West Continent could cause a huge sensation among the upper class, let alone its true value.

If landing on the moon were compared to Kennedy's stepping stone, a brand new extraterrestrial colony was like a leader's resurrection stone.

The atmosphere in Xijing became "strange."

It was exactly the strange atmosphere in the impression of the commanders of the East Sea Fleet.

The Chen Clan suddenly became so united, not only far surpassing the unity when Chen Zhongguo was in power, but more like a fearless, rushing unity. They completely turned a blind eye to attacks and interference from the outside world.

They joined forces and in one breath dismissed seven or eight officials, promoting dozens of elite members who had been shelved. And just a few months ago, everyone thought they would never again be able to launch such a fierce offensive.

Xijing fell into a stunned silence.

Silence!

For what?

What happened?

Countless people were guessing.

Even the Chen Clan officials who were dismissed in the counterattack fell silently quiet.

The Cao Faction, accustomed to starting campaigns from within the "enemy," discovered they could not persuade the Chen Clan's key members on a single matter.

This is truly terrible.

Any organization and faction is like that — internal contradictions exist forever. Even a single person may be self-contradictory, changing orders morning and evening, let alone a faction kneaded together from countless force representatives. To wage internal struggle while attacking externally, and handle both well, one must be a peerless powerhouse.

The Chen Clan, through the West Continent's beautiful prospect, dissipated internal strife to the maximum extent; the result of all forces united against the outside was Xijing's repeated failures.

Such a political group is extremely hard to defeat, unless violent action is adopted.

After a rare weekend, the Southeast Fleet's self-requested budget reduction document finally landed on the superiors' desks.

A group of generals wearing Senior Colonel rank and shining gold stars passed around this extraordinary document in turn.

Every day there are requests for increased funding, all sorts of bizarre reasons that occasionally make one laugh uproariously or weep with emotion. Documents requesting reduced funding, however, are only heard of, never seen.

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