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Chapter 1637 - 1469: Workstation (Please Subscribe!)

Chapter 1637: Chapter 1469: Workstation (Please Subscribe!)

In the next two days.

Under Dong Shi’s leadership.

At an extremely fast speed, they completed the surveys of three other wilderness locations. They initially thought they could slow down, but the efficiency of their team was simply too high. After finishing one location, they immediately rushed to the next.

Fortunately.

At each location, they only needed to remain in place to work, without running around too much, which wasn’t tiring.

On the 14th.

After making their rounds.

They returned to the very first wilderness site. As He Gong had mentioned, the equipment convoy would arrive today. After finishing breakfast, they headed here and found a relatively flat spot.

At 10:15.

Dong Shi spotted a convoy.

A long trail of dust followed behind it as it approached—it was undoubtedly carrying heavy equipment. Soon, the convoy stretched out in front of them in a straight line. Dong Shi quickly counted: there were a total of fifteen vehicles.

After parking.

An individual in work attire stepped down from one of the vehicles.

Handing He Gong a document.

"H342 transport task, please sign for it."

"Alright."

He Gong took the document.

Carefully matching each container number, even though the step seemed redundant, the procedure was necessary. Dong Shi followed behind, puzzled as he examined the items hauled by this lineup of trucks.

Containers.

Containers.

Still containers.

The last two items weren’t containers—they were instead camouflaged by tarps, making them indistinct but clearly larger in size than the containers themselves.

After checking.

He Gong signed off.

"Unload according to the plan."

"Got it."

Next.

Dong Shi watched as the crew unloaded containers with apparent precision, arranging them in a pattern—was it... a square? At the center of this square, there were two containers as well, leaving Dong Shi utterly baffled.

What were they trying to do here?

As he observed.

Dong Shi opened his mouth, but ultimately decided to keep quiet.

You don’t ask.

Don’t ask.

Asking would make you seem uninformed.

However.

Ten minutes later.

Dong Shi inadvertently widened his mouth in astonishment.

He saw.

The exterior shells of the containers at the rectangular corners were stripped off, revealing their interiors: matte black, cube-shaped structures with smooth surfaces. Then he understood what this was.

It was a modular panel system.

With the assistance of winders.

The entire "panel system" unfolded vertically in two directions, quickly extending up to nearly twenty meters. The containers at the corners created an approximately one-acre square area.

The containers in the middle also unfurled panels.

Once expanded.

Mechanical connections came into play.

Hydraulic leveling completed the adjustment.

The setup formed a perfectly flat platform.

"...."

Just as Dong Shi thought the process had concluded.

An installer approached the edge of the "platform."

"Shu-ak."

With a pull of his hand.

A long, transparent panel measuring over two meters emerged from within. Then, with a quick lift, the panel was placed perpendicular to the ground, followed by a crisp snap sound. Even after the installer let go, it didn’t fall.

It stood firm.

Next.

"Shu-ak."

"Snap."

One after another, panels like these were pulled out.

Before long.

The entire platform was surrounded by transparent panels over two meters tall. Each panel featured the Myanmar Environmental Technology Company logo. Apart from the transparent "walls," there were four doors on all four sides.

Dong Shi stepped up to push one door and found it remarkably sturdy, only budging slightly with full force.

The ground on the platform felt solid and without any hollow sensation.

There was no creaking sound at all.

"He Gong, what is this?"

"The G3-4 model workstation, a custom-built product from our company." He Gong, fully named He Benshan, was a Huaxia engineer previously stationed at Myanmar Environmental Technology Company’s Huaxia branch, recently transferred to the "Oasis" project.

Honestly.

This was also the first time he’d seen it.

"Custom-built? Not manufactured by your company?" Dong Shi asked in surprise.

"No."

Then.

The other containers were opened.

Various reserved slots on the ground began assembly—one alloy support rod after another was fixed in place, panels locked into position overhead, forming walls and roofs, some with configurations spanning two layers.

Modular rooms with distinct functionality were rapidly assembled.

Dormitory.

Cafeteria.

Conference room.

Warehouse.

...

Tables and chairs.

Computers.

TVs.

Air conditioning.

Everything was fully furnished.

By noon.

A fully functional living zone had essentially taken shape.

It was clean.

Neat.

Before this, Dong Shi had assumed they’d construct something like ordinary prefab housing typically seen at construction sites. After all, this was the Gobi, and nobody had mentioned building proper facilities here. To his surprise, they had brought along their own mobile compound.

My goodness.

Half a day.

A fully functional living zone for around twenty people was already beginning to take shape.

By 4 PM.

Electricity.

Water.

Everything was connected.

Cables, lighting, surveillance systems, showers, and additional equipment were also installed.

By evening.

As the illuminated surroundings shone brightly.

Dong Shi was at a loss for words. In just one day, a complete camp had been established. The speed rivaled that of military-grade construction. He originally planned to return home in the city but suddenly decided to stay overnight to experience the results firsthand.

At night.

Lying in one of the group dormitories.

The desert that had been unbearably hot during the day now dropped to temperatures near zero. Watching a high-definition TV on the wall and enjoying the air conditioning, Dong Shi quickly drifted off to sleep.

On the next day.

Upon waking up.

Dong Shi heard the roar of machinery. Stepping outside, he saw through the transparent walls that two enormous pieces of equipment were now being operated by personnel. Long pipelines were channeling water into tanker trucks.

Near the entrance.

Two uniformed police officers stood on duty. Over the next three years, this desolate environment as a major project warranted the city to send four police officers to ensure their security.

Not continuously.

Rotating every three months.

"So early?"

"Dedication."

"Smells so good—I can smell scallion pancakes."

"Let’s go grab breakfast first."

After breakfast.

Dong Shi saw the sprinkler trucks start moving.

He walked closer.

"He Gong, has it begun?"

"Yes, we just finished filling the tank with a batch of the prepared ’Oasis’ solution. We’re ready to start spraying," He Benshan replied. At dawn, the team had been bustling, and within an hour they managed to prepare an entire reservoir.

Sufficient for five spraying sessions.

At first.

He Benshan had been puzzled—why didn’t the company use pipeline irrigation techniques, laying pipes and spray heads all across the land like a farmland irrigation system? This method could directly pressurize the spraying process, saving both time and labor.

Upon further thought.

Having vehicles handle the spraying seemed smarter.

They hadn’t gone far.

Only about 500 meters in distance from the mixing reservoir.

The sprinkler trucks began to unfold their spraying arms, which extended like wings from the sides. To everyone’s surprise, each arm stretched an impressive 30 meters—combined, they spanned a striking 60-meter width. The arms were lined with multiple nozzles.

It wasn’t particularly long.

A concrete pump truck’s single arm could extend 50–60 meters, making this setup only half of that length.

"Are two trucks enough?"

"Just right. Our spraying cycle is one month. With two trucks operating at this pace, we can complete one cycle every month. These vehicles boast high levels of automation and smart functionality, enabling non-stop operation for an entire month with just one day needed for maintenance afterward."

"Huh? Non-stop operation? Twenty-four hours a day?" Dong Shi was astonished.

"Otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible to complete the work."

"Do people get any rest?"

"Shift rotations. Only three technicians are required to monitor operations daily, primarily focusing on screens to map routes and oversee necessary equipment condition checks. We also have remote support from our technical team."

"Can the trucks handle that?"

"By design, they’re built to run continuously and steadily for three months."

"...."

Fine.

You’re incredible.

Dong Shi understood automation was the trend, but this? It was beyond belief. It suddenly reminded him of Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group’s big data system, where on-site doctors worked effortlessly, supported by extensive analytics and expert teams behind the scenes.

No wonder the company was said to be capable of breaking into the top three of the world’s Fortune 500.

Truly impressive.