Trouble...
The last thing Lin Miao actually wanted was industrial design blueprints.
Because apart from selling them, they're pretty useless for now.
Every piece of industrial creation, even something as common as a TV, usually relies on a few mines, several steel and chemical plants, dozens of lathe assembly lines, and a chain of thousands of workers. Missing any link is not feasible. Even if you have a ready-made industrial machine tool, it's useless.
This is also why it's impossible for small countries to complete industrialization on their own. They don't have enough skilled workers, lack the resources, and don't have an internal market. How can they compete with established large countries in the market?
By relying on luck?
It's safe to say that a single super populous country that has completed full-scale industrialization and military autonomy can block the path of all latecomers. It can even siphon off countries that have already industrialized, causing their industries to decline.
Small countries? Still causing trouble?
For them, snuffing you out is simpler than killing a chicken. Are you kidding, brother?
The situation Lin Miao faced was similar. It was nearly impossible for him to develop through industry under the watchful eyes of many enterprises. The mines were in someone else's hands, the metal smelting industry was in someone else's hands, and the processing industry was in others' hands. He needed to be careful about stepping in.
Relying solely on finance and agriculture is impossible for development. The four corporate wars have already proven one thing — if you don't have a strong enough fist, you don't even have the right to do business here. Moreover, you must have a fight with the giants. Only then can you qualify to sit at the table, at least you can't lose.
In this world, you must rely on military power to have hope for developing future projects.
So....
Deploy Sky Transport! Move out!
The speed of replacing the cybernetic eye was fast, completed in minutes.
It once made Lin Miao wonder if his eyes had turned into plug-and-play parts. Maybe one day he could even get a kaleidoscope, and then laugh loudly during excessive pupil consumption causing bleeding.
And when he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but exclaim
Damn!
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His eyes seemed as if they had been washed, making the whole world a lot clearer. It also included infrared, ultraviolet, low-light vision, and night vision functions, calculating ammunition count, marking special targets, highlighting threat detection, defense mechanisms, and line of sight sensors. You can mark whoever is looking at you, with dynamic vision and auxiliary aim, though there was nowhere to test them out.
Lin Miao didn't know how this eye compared to high-end models, but he thought it was probably not bad.
When he walked out of the office, he realized this eye seemed even better than he imagined, not even feeling uncomfortable staring at the sun directly.
And the four players, seeing Lin Miao come out of the office in a new outfit, exclaimed
"These clothes... I must get a custom set exactly like this when I get out."
"Give it up, with your belly, you can't even fasten the buttons."
"Damn it, I'll go on a diet when I get back, no more seafood from tomorrow."
Lin Miao didn't mind the players' chatter, just glanced at their panels, noticing they all had a new [Basic Firearms Mastery LV1].
Skills, the lower the level, the easier they are to master. Leveling up is the most difficult part, requiring a lot of practice and real combat to gain experience.
Looking at the time again, it was 3 PM, with two hours left before the players log off, just about enough time.
Lin Miao's chosen target was not in Stone Ridge Mountain. Based on what the bartender told him, he found a secluded canyon near the garbage landfill south of the highway. Night Wanderer's car was parked there. Being too close to the town might cause trouble. If Night Wanderer discovered it, he'd suffer a big loss.
Potato lay on the car window, looking at the Desert of Evil Land speeding past and the garbage mountain getting closer, remarking
"New map, wow, just 0.1 beta version and they've already got such a big map?"
His line of work had a little connection with games, so he understood that beta version = a massive number of bugs + limited content, so he fully understood starting at a barren town with little content.
Hearing his comment, the other three, still engrossed in their new guns, quickly looked into the distance.
But the scene in front of them had nothing to do with words like beautiful or exquisite. Piles of garbage stretched endlessly like real mountains, not a metaphor.
Abandoned vehicles, rubber, plastic products, electronic equipment, rusty deformed containers, and countless household waste, amounting to millions of tons. Several places were even burning fiercely, the burning plastic turning into black particles in the air, tainting the sky. Just from afar, the four could smell the suffocating stench.
In addition, fully loaded trucks occasionally dumped more waste here as if it were endless.
Few people would consider how much trash their city produces in a day, and even fewer would choose to recycle or specifically dispose of such waste, as recycling consumes more resources than their intrinsic value. Without external pressure, profit-driven capitalists are unlikely to do such unprofitable tasks.
They're even reluctant to dig a hole for burial.
"Take this."
Brother Ni stealthily pulled out three daggers from behind and handed them to the three.
The big guy widened his eyes, grabbing a dagger in surprise, asking, "Damn, where did you get this thing?"