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Chapter 1629: Chapter 1461: Giving So Much Face (Please Subscribe!)

That evening.

The name of ’Oasis’.

Resounded across the world.

This made many Westerners unable to accept it.

Again and again.

Over and over.

This kind of era-defining technology emerged in the East. If it were Huaxia, they could still accept it; after all, Huaxia has a large population and a complete industrial system, so a technological breakthrough would be tolerable.

But.

This time, it’s once again owned by that Myanmar-affiliated company.

It’s truly infuriating.

Although the core is still the transcription fluid with no new technology, the application breakthrough is a breakthrough nonetheless.

"Incompetent."

"Trash. So much research funding every year—has it all been spent on holidays?"

"You can’t even crack the technology of a country that was an agricultural nation just three years ago. What use are you?"

"Becoming increasingly disappointing."

"There should be a thorough investigation into the use of research funding."

"Investigate."

"..."

Western netizens vented their frustrations harshly on their own people.

Heartbroken yet angry.

They always claimed that the West represented the pinnacle of advanced technology, but then—prove it! Crack the technology of others! Where can they place their pride now? The scientific community paid no heed, though.

These people only know how to rant.

When it comes to technology.

It’s impossible to be ahead in all aspects; everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. As for investigations, please, most of our funding isn’t even provided by the state, and it certainly hasn’t been squandered on vacations.

Unafraid.

In fact.

They were somewhat grateful to the Myanmar-affiliated company.

Science.

The road isn’t easy to tread. They had almost no competitors before, always leading in their respective fields, being the first to cross the river by feeling the stones—it truly was exhausting.

A thousand paths.

Perhaps only a few lead through.

If someone can pave the way first, leaving them to analyze completed outcomes, it’s actually a joyous matter for the scientific community, saving them significant trial-and-error efforts.

Right or wrong.

In this field, unless there’s deep hatred involved.

The lines aren’t always so clear.

...

Next day.

Xin’an City.

Sun Jiang arrived at Shen Yu’s office.

"President Shen, Huaxia is very interested in your company’s ’Oasis’ and plans to conduct an initial experiment with an area of ten thousand square kilometers. Would this pose any issues?"

"Thank you for your support," Shen Yu smiled.

That’s a no—no issues at all.

Sun Jiang added, "There’s another matter. We want to pay in RMB. If we’re permitted to pay entirely in RMB, we can increase the transformation area to twenty thousand square kilometers."

Upon receiving orders from Beijing.

Sun Jiang was stunned.

Twenty thousand square kilometers.

The transformation cost would amount to three hundred billion RMB. He had never handled a project of such magnitude before. From the sheer size of the figure, he could discern the gravity of the matter to the higher-ups. If done well, bigger orders would surely follow.

Shen Yu didn’t answer immediately.

After pondering for a moment.

"Alright."

Payment in RMB.

No problem.

Only a fool would refuse business when available, and this conveniently supplements Myanmar Bank’s RMB reserves, which have been significantly drained recently due to contracting Huaxia companies for construction and infrastructure projects.

Both domestically and in Africa.

After earning money.

The funds also need to be converted into RMB before returning to China.

Thus.

With large inflows of international capital, Myanmar Bank’s dollar reserves had already surged beyond the hundred-billion level, while RMB reserves continued to deplete—not entirely exhausted but not abundant either.

"Thank you," Sun Jiang said, pleased.

His minimum threshold was for seventy percent of payment to be in RMB.

But unexpectedly, it was directly agreed upon.

Too considerate.

"Don’t mention it. Our technical personnel can always visit, but you need to prearrange the transformation areas and ensure convenient transportation and adequate water resources."

"Of course."

Before leaving.

Sun Jiang took a contract template with him.

Upon learning how smoothly negotiations went.

Relevant departments immediately formed an exploratory group to determine the first batch of desert areas for transformation. For experimental purposes, these deserts weren’t all adjacent to each other but were divided into ten regions.

Spread throughout various provinces.

With distinct geological and climatic conditions.

If these ten representative areas meet expectations, then the nation’s soil would universally adapt to the technology.

Two days later.

Huaxia’s delegation arrived in Xin’an City.

Under the witness of media from both nations.

The two parties signed this three-hundred-billion RMB mega-contract. After discounts, Huaxia, like Saudi, also added an "accelerated" comparison group. Anyway, since they could pay in RMB, the margin didn’t matter much.

In an instant.

It stirred envy among countless companies.

"Such boldness."

"Three hundred billion RMB—over forty billion USD. My goodness."

"This pace shatters my worldview."

"Who dares say Huaxia lacks efficiency? In just three days, a project larger than the Three Gorges is approved. Which other nation could achieve this?"

"Come on, did the editor add an extra zero?"

"It was broadcast on News Broadcast—could it possibly be fake?"

"The economy in the western regions is saved. I feel this is a great opportunity."

"Same here."

"We can start reclaiming land in Xin Province—walnuts and red dates, quick return on investment."

"They wouldn’t accept small orders."

"Then buy the land first."

"..."

Upon hearing the news.

Many regions with deserts hoped to be among the first beneficiaries. While determining the province wasn’t a question, which city within the province remained uncertain. Without local government expenditure, enthusiasm naturally soared.

Right after the signing.

Myanmar Environmental Technology Company’s official website published data on the "remaining quota."

Upon closer inspection.

This year’s total stands at seventy-one thousand three hundred square kilometers.

"That’s quite a lot."

"Huaxia’s twenty thousand square kilometers dominate the leaderboard."

"Just ask—who else can compete?"

"Saudi is so stingy, only one thousand square kilometers, meh." The difference of twenty-fold made it hard for netizens to resist ridiculing. Saudi ignored it entirely. If they could pay with their currency, they’d dare to add another zero.

Unfortunately.

Only highly liquid currencies were accepted.

In the following two days.

"Sixty-eight thousand two hundred..."

"Sixty-seven thousand three hundred..."

"..."

The numbers kept decreasing, though not drastically.

By March 31st afternoon.

The figure had dropped to just over fifty thousand, leaving netizens baffled—so fast? It’s only been five days, and you’re trying to sell out already. This represents orders surpassing one hundred billion USD.

Who’s this extravagant?

Scanning the rankings.

Huaxia remained first.

Twenty thousand.

Unchanged.

The second place wasn’t Saudi anymore; it was Algeria, with five thousand square kilometers. The third wasn’t Saudi either—it was another wealthy nation: UAE. Saudi ranked fifth.

That afternoon.

The remainder dropped to fifty-one thousand.

Thankfully.

Three perspectives weren’t shattered.

But the next day.

April 1st.

Western Fool’s Day, as people refreshed the page again.

"Forty-two thousand?"

Surprised exclamations echoed around the world.

With a few more refreshes.

Indeed, it was reduced by nearly ten thousand overnight. People looked again—countries in central and eastern regions entered the arena. This puzzled them; with such chaos, how could they possibly have money for ’Oasis’?

Though hard to fathom.

It didn’t interfere with what appeared to be reality.

"Guess there won’t be any more buyers."

"Major desert and Gobi regions with some money and a willingness for transformation—there aren’t many such countries left."

"Virtually none."

"What about Australia?"

"They don’t lack green zones; vast lands, low population density. If they spend money to govern deserts, I... won’t eat dinner tonight."

"...That’s such a ’vicious’ curse."

"These forty thousand will likely last until the year-end."

However.

A slap came so swiftly.

Near noon.

Another blockbuster announcement arrived.

The Ou Wei Foundation declared.

The foundation donated sixty billion euros to the Myanmar Environmental Foundation for transforming deserts in impoverished countries and regions worldwide. Simultaneously, it offered trustee services for those interested in donating.