Chapter 1217 - 1214: The Open Window and Roof-Lifting Theory

"When it comes down to it, the financial stock market is just a game of trust and a value weighing game."

"The Longevity Club plans to bind the Great Commander and the Chief of Staff, forcing them to sign executive orders, such as global trade wars, or imposing restrictions on cornerstone enterprises in the stock market..."

"That's a dumbass move..." Lin Qi laughed and said, "Once the executive orders are announced, the whole world will know that the Great Commander is hand-drawing K-line charts, unveiling a world-shocking scandal that scares the shit out of all the funds."

"But that's exactly what the Longevity Club wants, by having the Great Commander leverage a trust collapse point, ten trillion-level hot money will rush in and end the old order, forcibly making hostile forces bow their heads, thus achieving deification."

At the moment trust games collapse, there are only two paths to choose: either be buried with it or follow behind the leader to have a sip of soup.

"So, what we've been arguing about is not about whether we can achieve cooperation, but about biting those people."

Li Wenkang took over Lin Qi's words and continued, "The fifty-million-for-a-loaf-of-bread story, Master Fuli, you often boast online, so you must have heard of it, right?"

"Hmm, it talks about monetary debasement, where fifty million could only buy one loaf of bread," Ansheng nodded with furrowed brows.

"The story is actually fake." Li Wenkang seemed to recall something funny, "It was artistic beautification. Under real circumstances back then, a loaf of bread was sold for one billion in the morning, and by afternoon it went up to five billion."

"At its peak, the price of a loaf of bread reached a staggering 420 billion."

Li Wenkang sighed and said, "Once currency credibility collapses, this is inevitably what happens..."

"Their Landlord of Longevity has always been preparing for this; all the funds either go into buying land or into research and development, but our country has trillions in foreign currency reserves!"

"There's no way we can agree, even if we abandon the strike on the Immortal's funding pool; we absolutely won't agree."

In the script planned by the Landlord of Longevity, apart from the Conservative Faction's politicians and financial backers who will perish, all participants will be able to feast on the nutrients from the downfall.

But the biggest slice still belongs to the Landlord of Longevity, because they have been laying the groundwork for this all along.

Once the Conservative Faction and the Mayflower collapse, the resulting financial crisis will be painful for the whole world, and every participant will have to bleed before feasting.

And the Landlord of Longevity will suffer the least loss and will be the leader of the Revolutionary Technology in Life Science.

The things being argued about in the villa these two days involve the vital interests of ordinary people worldwide.

The Xia Country sent a commissioner to negotiate, refusing to agree to anything the Landlord of Longevity proposes.

Losing foreign currency can be endured, but what about the shrinking of national assets and currency devaluation?

The state can withstand it, but ordinary people would be hit hard.

"Why has the situation become so severe?" After listening to Li Wenkang and Lin Qi decode the entire incident from financial and political levels, Ansheng's brow furrowed tightly.

"Where do they get the courage from? Aren't they afraid that everyone will truly unite and hang it on a lamppost as a streetlight accessory?"

"Because... it's you!"

Li Wenkang casually pointed at Master Fuli's chest and said:

"Before you rose, everyone was quite unclear about the concept of Spiritual Particles, nobody knew the limits, only occasionally glimpses from ancient historical documents."

"The existence and nature of Master Fuli are the reason the Longevity Club dares to flip the table."

"The Landlord of Longevity suddenly discovered that the First Epoch Life is actually not afraid of nuclear bombs; they can fly and evade, and they can release [Erosion, Pollution, Transformation]."

"If they don't revolt to become Emperor under such circumstances, should they really still care about those commoners beneath them?"

In the public world, Master Fuli's name might not be prominent, but in the Spirit Particle Academic Community, he is considered a nuclear bomb.

His growth and development are the upper limit and ceiling of the Blue Star's Spirit Particle System.

As Master Fuli gradually grows, he provides ample confidence for ambitious people to flip the table and become the top, ruling the common people.

Even though Master Fuli still reigns supreme, for those with orderly familial heritage, he's not a threat; they have long lifespans and generations of descendants. As long as they outlive Master Fuli, their family's name will reign over Blue Star, illuminating the planet like a radiant sun.

"...Outlive me?"

Upon hearing this, Ansheng was taken aback and looked at Lin Qi and Li Wenkang with a strange expression, asking:

"Excuse me...do you know what my lifespan is?"

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Master Fuli's sudden question left both Li Wenkang and Lin Qi stumped.

"It should be... around two or three thousand years?" Lin Qi, after a moment of thought, suggested the club's predicted limit.

"Freely able to act should mean one thousand, but in a state of slumber, it might last one or two billion years?" Li Wenkang summarized the information obtained from Shasha and shared it.

First Epoch Life has lengthy lifespans, but the longer they live, the more life's long journey becomes a mental burden for them.

Their lifespan mainly depends on how long it takes before they grow weary of the world and seek an isolated place to leave.

Most would leave after ten or twenty thousand years.

"A billion or two is for the Blue Life Race, but for the Perfect Race, it's 'As long as Spiritual Particles persist, so does life.'"

"You didn't even hit the crucial point." Ansheng, with a bizarre expression, looked at Li Wenkang and said, "Are they still willing to wait it out?"

Master Fuli is not perfect, but the underlying new structure of his genes is the 'latest version of perfect.'

It's just that the conditions to accomplish 'uniting millions of Primordials into one' to manifest true deity form haven't been met yet.

"...Then what are we talking about superfluously, just leave." Lin Qi, upon hearing this, laughed heartily, gave a big thumbs-up to Master Fuli, and said, "Let's go enjoy the blessings!"

As long as Spiritual Particles persist, so does life.

In layman's terms, when Master Fuli reaches this level, their life's highs and lows ebb with the tides of Spiritual Particles.

When Spiritual Particles come, they live it up; when gone, they find a deep place in the earth's crust to hibernate.

Not only is Master Fuli long-lived, but even if the Landlord of Longevity's descendants go extinct, Master Fuli is still around.

"Whether they flip the table is their own business..." Ansheng looked towards the villa and said:

"But for me, if cola goes up by three dollars, rice by five cents, and pork to thirty dollars, I'll directly overturn their continent and hang their whole family nicely on lampposts to swing."

"If they can't even stabilize prices, why bother ruling, better go home and raise pigs to stabilize prices!"

Where there are people, there is comparison, and with comparison comes the concept of class.

It doesn't matter who's in charge. Ansheng in the past wouldn't care about those things at all. Businesspeople are concerned about whether the goods in the warehouse sell well and whether everyone can afford them.

If my goods don't sell, and I can't afford cola, with only two ounces of pork daily and insufficient protein intake, then my temper will get irritable.

At that time, someone must end up on the lamppost.

Could the Landlord of Longevity do it? If they can, let them implement their plan; Ansheng couldn't care less, enjoying the technological advances at home is very satisfying.

"Stop pretending to be dead in the house, I'm asking you a question!" Li Wenkang looked towards the door, where the smart door lock lights showed operating, and chuckled.

"Meow, meow, meow..." Little Angel was full of embarrassment, while the background noise was filled with shoving and the sounds of sneakers, high heels stomping the floor, sounding particularly frantic.

Once currency begins to depreciate, it's irreversible unless a trust system is reestablished.

They are not looking to restore anything but plan to launch a new currency based on the [Spirit Particle Science System], anchoring it to [life and health], and holding the minting rights and exchange rate control in their own hands.

The collapse of the old system happens in an instant, but building and connecting a new system would take at least four or five years.

During this period, half the countries wouldn't even have rice, fighting over feces with Doggy.

With its high sugar content, cola becomes a complete strategic resource, forget about buying and selling.

Master Fuli's requests are unrealistic.

Though the Landlord of Longevity may want to shout, "I fuck, you guys are deliberately making things difficult for me, the Landlord," at the thought of how much temper Master Fuli has, they immediately back down.

"Meow your butt! You're a fox!" Ansheng sneered at the smart lock, cursing the Little Angel for forgetting its roots, then turned back and said:

"See..."

"What's there to dispute, when they say to flip the table, I mention overturning the continental shelf, they come to persuade me to reform."

Ansheng chuckled, looking at Li Wenkang, "We're going to Alaska tonight, right? What's there to do?"

"6....."

Li Wenkang was speechless, thinking to himself, where do I get to overturn the continental shelf, forcing the mysterious person to open their intelligence power.

"Hmm... Alaska, is there even an Alaska?"

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