My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 682 - 428: Levels of Thought

Chapter 682: Chapter 428: Levels of Thought

Meng Lang granted Gao Yuan access to intelligence privileges that were not inferior to those of the large institutional intelligence organizations.

This provided great support to Gao Yuan in terms of commercial dynamic intelligence.

Especially concerning the locking and searching of specific intelligence.

As long as there was the slightest stir on the internet, Zero City could provide timely feedback.

In the past, this would have required hundreds of intelligence personnel to sift through massive amounts of internet data.

The previous 10 billion Euros wasn’t an outrageous demand from Gao Yuan.

Changqing Biological might not be worth that price now, but if one included the shares of Baiyeji, it would be worth even more!

After all, it is easier to inflate the potential of the internet compared to biotechnology.

Just a "Star Array" sold for 1.8 billion, which shows the heat of internet investments.

Even the performance-diminished smart voice product "Bajie" surpasses the current search engines in its ability to search and organize information.

For instance, a seemingly insignificant piece of news like the one in front of her could give Gao Yuan a head start, seizing the initiative...

"What’s bound to come, will come..."

Meng Lang was also looking at the same message.

The Z Virus in Africa was first mentioned in "Revelations," depicting an apocalyptic disaster encountered by Second Senior Brother...

Considering the serious tone with which it was mentioned by many brothers, it was clear that this ecological disaster was no small matter.

However... in the end, it was merely an ecological catastrophe for the animal husbandry industry.

To Meng Lang, who had "reincarnated" numerous times, the main contradiction of survival was no longer such trivial "trifles."

The X Virus, Night Demon Clan, triple wars, which one was not N times more serious than this?

The experts were right, if we don’t eat pork, we can still eat beef, mutton!

However, if Second Senior Brother suffered disaster this year, it would be humankind’s turn next year, and, in some ways, the situations were eerily similar...

Indeed, fortune turns like a wheel, no one is spared by heaven...

Seeing the stack of related proposal documents sent by Gao Yuan, he didn’t even look at them.

Instead, he casually picked up a book on the right-hand side of his desk, "Zhuangzi: Inner Chapters: The Preservation of Life."

"My life is finite, while knowledge is infinite. To use the finite to chase the infinite is perilous... Hmm! Well said!"

Why exhaust one’s spirit and wear out one’s body in pursuit of infinite knowledge with a limited life?

If one cannot learn it all, why bother learning at all?

Truly the way of happiness!

If this were promoted among middle school students in Country Hua, it would surely have a big market!

"Di Di~"

At this moment, the communication page suddenly popped up, displaying a new message from Gao Yuan.

[Regarding the inflow of the African Z Virus, don’t you have any further instructions?

Say, what effect are we trying to achieve?

Do we allow the technology to spread to minimize losses, or are we aiming for maximum profitability?]

Gao Yuan was very direct in her inquiry, probably because Meng Lang had not yet commented on her proposal.

Meng Lang naturally understood the meaning of her words.

The so-called dissemination of technology could reduce Second Senior Brother’s losses to the lowest, and maximizing benefits could mean many things.

For instance, creating scarcity through hunger marketing, inflating prices, holding back sales...

If operated well, profits could multiple several times over.

In terms of technological monopoly and urgency of use, Changqing Biological could make a huge fortune with this technology!

Just like the Northern Country, deeply troubled by the African Z Virus, which had offered 500 million US Dollars to buy this technology after seeing the results of the second trial.

Of course, Gao Yuan rejected it directly.

Changqing Biological, which is frantically investing everywhere, certainly needs cash flow, but she wouldn’t sell a vaccine, a proverbial gold and silver mine that could last for decades.

Not to mention that the profits from selling vaccines are many times higher than from selling technology.

She wouldn’t do something as short-sighted as killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

[What instructions are you talking about? Don’t force things; just let them take their natural course.]Meng Lang replied.

[???]

Three question marks came from the other side.

[According to you, if we don’t handle this correctly, it could be a disaster, right?

I feel a heavy responsibility for such an important matter, and you’re telling me to just let it be?

Besides, didn’t you give me this technology so I can save the world... or at least, save a certain species of creatures?]

Seeing this text, Meng Lang couldn’t help but sigh.

[Once, I thought like you, believing I was a savior, but later I realized that every coming and going in the world has its destiny.

What you gain might not be a blessing, what you lose might not be a disaster.

"The calamities you think you’re facing... might actually be salvation?"

"Uh..."

Gao Yuan was clearly confused by the conversation.

"Have you ever considered that, essentially, there is no difference between humans and pigs?"

"..."

"We are all members of the great Blue Star family, and the genetic similarity between humans and pigs is as high as about 98%.

That is to say, when it comes to dealing with crises in our own biological chain, there isn’t much difference in our biological status.

The difference is that we have wisdom, understanding which methods can minimize the losses of our species."

So, in a sense, pigs and humans share common experiences in responding to certain crisis situations."

"...Crisis response in certain situations... Are you saying humans might also face similar situations?"

"I didn’t say that, these are your own guesses."

"So you mean to say that allowing humans to accumulate more experiences in this area... isn’t necessarily a bad thing?"

"What I mean is, you don’t need to carry unnecessary burdens or responsibilities.

Humans may not be strong enough, but they are not as fragile as you think."

"The Way of Heaven is to take from what has in excess to make good what is deficient."

If you take a long view, isn’t every crisis and loss a precious asset to humanity?"

Meng Lang was definitely speaking from his heart.

After so many reincarnations, he had come to understand a truth.

Sometimes the more you do, the less favorable the outcome may be.

You think you’re helping humanity avert a disaster, but you may well be pushing them into an even greater abyss...

Living too comfortably, people can lose their sense of crisis.

Natural disasters, diseases, wars... aren’t those who have survived crises time and again the humans of today?

At the end of the day, I’m just a supporter. If we want to save humanity, in the end, it must rely on its own strength.

Experience in dealing with crises is also a form of soft power.

Too much medication, and the body’s immune system will weaken.

This African Z virus is at most a mild cold for the Earth..."

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been reading a lot lately, but Meng Lang seemed to have gained some new insights into the world.

"Sounds a bit like ’governing by doing nothing’? So you’ve given up being a hermit to play the role of a saint?" Gao Yuan asked.

Meng Lang smiled.

"I have no intention of being any sort of saint. Zhuangzi said: When the saint is dead, then the great thieves rise, and the world is at peace, without cause.

If the saint does not die, the great thieves will not cease.

What I want is a world without saints..."

"So... you’re not studying history anymore and have started studying philosophy?"

"The end of the world is philosophy...

I don’t mean to brag, but I’ve just finished reading the Buddhist Scripture and the Tao Te Ching, and I’m trying to harmonize Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism to assist in studying the ultimate mystery of harmonious coexistence between man and nature!"

"Heh..."

Seeing the "heh" that could kill the conversation, Meng Lang sighed.

You see, what’s the point of lying? After all, nobody believes the truth...

Even Gao Yuan, the legendary figure in the business world, probably can’t understand my "level of thought," right?

The tune is high and lonely, finding a kindred spirit is difficult...

Meng Xiaolang couldn’t help but recall the remarkable figure Ding from "Distant Saviors."

Alas, among all the heroes in the world, only Meng and Yuan are remarkable...

"Ding~" While indulging in self-admiration, Gao Yuan sent another message across, revealing a photo upon opening.

Meng Lang clicked on it with a bit of confusion.

Emm... It actually looks somewhat familiar...

Huh? Isn’t this my bedroom at home?!

No mistake! That desk, that bookshelf, all those novels and detective classics...

Meng Lang’s eyes widened in an instant.

"So... you’re not studying history anymore and have started studying philosophy?"

Uh...

He suddenly realized...

His "level of thought"... seemed to have been exposed...