Chapter 575: Only My Method Chapter 575: Siberian Expansion (5)

·

·

·

Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Heavy metal prices on the market rose quietly, appearing lukewarm only because they were hidden within the wave of global currency depreciation.

Most people's focus was concentrated on gold bonds.

On the day the "discounting" policy was announced, gold bonds on the London market rose in price; Wall Street likewise did not forget them, except people treated them more as another kind of financial derivative rather than a form of currency.

Precisely because of this, gold bonds at one point showed a redemption value exceeding face value.

When this redemption value rose to 10%, the West River Association began quoting prices in two ways.

One saw goods with two price tags everywhere, either in renminbi prices or gold voucher prices. Shuangtong Bank also opportunely opened gold voucher listed prices, beside which were US dollar and euro listed prices, then Japanese yen and Korean won.

A 110% exchange rate meant holders of gold vouchers all gained asset appreciation. On the other hand, although the cost of materials from the West Continent relatively increased, profits were so high they could not be reflected in prices at all.

The exchange counters of Jiangning Bank and Shuangtong Bank suddenly became deserted. Who would exchange gold bonds at this time? On the contrary, purchasers gathered at the outlets of both banks, competing to buy gold bonds.

As long as one bought them, reselling could earn 10% profit.

Who would be unwilling to do such a good thing?

After a few days of relative quiet, gold bond sales exploded.

14,000 tons of gold and platinum reserves could theoretically issue at least 3.5 trillion yuan in bonds; in fact, the amount of precious metals Chen Yi obtained from the West Continent always exceeded the amount of bonds issued.

Until now.

When people rushed to buy gold bonds, issuance broke through 1 trillion units in one week, and in the following three weeks, 3 trillion yuan was also entirely sold off.

This figure, if converted to investment terms, would inevitably trigger a new round of currency inflation. However, many purchased with a speculative mindset, just like oil futures — huge amounts, but the actual flow into the market was not as much as imagined.

For the time being, perhaps not even 10%.

Many merely earned the price difference through constant buying and selling. Of course, to Chen Yi there was no difference; in capital market terms, speculators are also part of price discovery.

Aside from a handful of people, others only knew gold bonds sold extremely well, but did not know the specific sales volume.

Although this caused great unease in the banking industry, there was precedent, so it did not cause excessive shock. The gentlemen of Xijing also focused their energy on the West Continent and the giant dragon, unwilling to create extra complications.

Whatever is said, gold bonds are a quite stable form of currency, at least worth far more than national credit. Although some refuse to admit it due to vested interests, facts are facts.

Aside from speculators, those who gained the most benefits were still the Martial Arts Hall people.

Their salaries were calculated in gold vouchers, but daily consumption was mostly in renminbi; the former's higher exchange rate equaled an automatic raise. Not only that, many Martial Arts Hall students in the West Continent often could not spend their high salaries; previously saved wages and allowances, if not exchanged, naturally also rose with the tide.

News reached the West Continent and indeed caused an uproar.

After work, Lu Xiong was pulled and dragged by people asking: "Did gold vouchers really rise domestically?"

"They rose."

After a while, early veteran workers came running over excitedly asking: "Did gold vouchers rise?"

Lu Xiong answered again: "Truly rose."

Entering the dormitory area, people still asked: "That gold voucher..."

"Rose, indeed rose." Lu Xiong repeated over and over, eyes staring straight ahead to avoid eye contact with those around him.

Even entering the residential area, his mouth did not stop answering: "Rose, rose."

Walking up to a lactating woman, still "Rose, rose."

The other party immediately shoved the child aside, eyes glaring fiercely at him twice.

Lu Xiong looked back in incomprehension, mouth still muttering to himself.

It was practically becoming a verbal tic.

The Martial Arts Hall's expansion in scale was expected; adhering to Chinese tradition, Liu Xinyu launched a Mensa Club-style exam — as a member of the Human Development Research Society, she fundamentally still believed in that gene and IQ stuff.

When recruiting students, IQ was also a priority choice far above experience.

Using one month, they recruited nearly 3,000 people. Chen Yi found Su Yuanchun at the Archive Research Room and said: "Starting tomorrow, you will conduct a selection to recruit 5,000 people, voluntarily going to the Western Frontier or Siberia, mainly Martial Arts Hall members, including staff and employees."

The Tibet mine's output was not small, already entering a bumper harvest period, quite short on manpower; Su Yuanchun understood this well, but Siberia?

He couldn't help asking: "What are we going to Siberia for? Do we need weapons?"

Chen Yi smiled, raised his head, and said: "Definitely need weapons."

Su Yuanchun dared not meet Chen Yi's gaze, silently calculated, and said in a low voice: "Russians probably won't let it rest; if we send 1,000 people over, we can form a large village, just survival will be hard, material transport difficult."

"Materials can be transported via the Magic Subway, limited to a certain place in Siberia."

Su Yuanchun's eyes widened in shock and delight; this was already a highly core secret. Without Chen Yi explaining further, he could guess the Magic Subway could directly reach a location in Siberia.

This is simply...

"Understood, I'll report to you first thing tomorrow morning." He said no more, watching Chen Yi with an excited expression.

Being at the innermost core layer within the Martial Arts Hall, Su Yuanchun had long leaped past the level of ordinary Martial Arts Hall students' material needs; he yearned for "meritorious service" — a phrase that had almost lost meaning since World War II.

Until the West Continent appeared, until Chen Yi appeared.

"Opening up territory, a man's true nature!" When Su Yuanchun walked out of the office, his whole body was trembling.

The next day, he organized a settlement plan.

For expansion on the West Continent, the Wushu Hall Archives Research Room had long prepared various population and material deployment plans. The main difference between Siberia and the West Continent lay in the environment; with slight modifications, organizational forms needed no change.

Chen Yi browsed through it carefully and agreed.

Holding the signed plan, Su Yuanchun still felt a bit unreal and couldn't help asking: "Are we really opening a settlement in Siberia?"

Chen Yi asked with a smile-not-smile: "What's wrong?"

"The Russian military is still quite formidable."

"In freezing ice and snow, if they transfer people over, it'll be another Winter War." Chen Yi pursed his lips, speaking dismissively. In his eyes, Siberia was still an acupoint; as long as he lightly poked it, he could mobilize the nerves of tens of millions of people.

Su Yuanchun nodded as if understanding yet not, always feeling that today the Hall Master's chin had become sharper.

The plan passed; implementation would take only a week's Kung Fu.

Mobilizing over a thousand people for a Martial Arts Hall with a population exceeding 50,000 was simply a piece of cake; the supplies originally prepared for the West Continent, after slight replenishment, were immediately loaded onto the Subway.

Both the First Carriage and the Second Carriage had areas dedicated to the Martial Arts Hall; merchants from other regions either stayed within the Container fences or stayed on the passenger ships, their vision considerably restricted.

Chen Yi drove a snow RV and was the first to pass through the Light Gate representing Siberia.

The vehicles behind him were more varied: there were dedicated snowmobiles speeding along doing reconnaissance, modified Pickup Trucks and Trucks hauling cargo; off-road vehicles were relatively few in number, and the only 8 large sedans slipped the moment they set out, rapidly sinking into the rotten mud.

Two Squirrels poked their heads out from the Tree, chittering away, as if laughing at these fellows fatter than bears.

The naked bear jumped out from the front vehicle, lowered his head to look at the bus's rear wheels, rubbed his hands, then bent down and hugged the vehicle's buttocks.

He gave a loud shout of "Rise," and the large sedan blocking the Central area had its rear wheels lift up lightly.

Several other students who had reached combat skill level followed suit, and soon rescued the vehicles unsuited for snow.

"Construction team, start work. First get the picnic vehicle going." Retired Lieutenant Du Yilong ordered, patting his thick cotton-padded Palms.

He was the person in charge of the Gathering Place; his former military officer Identity carried considerable Symbolic Meaning.

The Team composed of Martial Arts Hall Students had considerable Combat Power, especially students above Level 6 Body Technique; in the extreme cold weather, work Efficiency once surpassed the Mechanical.

Chen Yi pulled down his hat brim, watched for a while, then felt Relieved, called Du Yilong over and said: "Have the transmission devices left for you ready, minimize losses as much as possible. Also, if surrender becomes necessary, it's best to follow the Policy Research Office's design; can you do that?"

"Rest assured, if surrender is absolutely necessary, I definitely won't Leak secrets." This was the time Du Yilong was most Heavily valued; if he failed, from now on he could only live and die in mediocrity.

The camp was built in just Two Days, right in a Deep Bay bordering Baikal Lake, accessible to large ships; water conditions were even better than the Ocean near Xijing, and the distance to the nearest tourist spot was only a hundred-odd Kilometers.

However, like most tourist spots far from the world, a hundred-odd Kilometers was already as distant as another corner of the human world.

After short-term training, the students erected camouflage nets, hiding all the large Machinery.

This was their First Place settlement in Siberia; besides exploring ways to survive, they wanted to find Methods to obtain Resources by any means.

Whatever Resources, be it fishery, timber, fur, or Minerals...

The students rubbed their fists and wiped their palms, preparing to do a big job Fearlessly and Unrestrainedly.

No need for Highways and Railways here; as long as there are Light Gates, supplies can be continuously transported in.

Besides different skin colors, they were not too different from the poor Slavic poachers.

... (Unfinished. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian. com) to vote Recommendation Tickets, Monthly Tickets; your support is my greatest Motivation.)