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Chapter 1639 - 1471: The Olympic Organizing Committee (Subscribe please!)

Chapter 1639: Chapter 1471: The Olympic Organizing Committee (Subscribe please!)

The next day.

Noon.

During lunch.

An unfamiliar number called, though unfamiliar, the label wasn’t. For every call, even unfamiliar numbers, satellites above would instantly lock onto the signal.

Identify the person.

Director Zhang.

"Hello, I’m Tang Qing." Tang Qing responded with a smile.

"Chairman Tang, sorry to bother you, I’m Zhang Yimou."

"What’s the matter?"

"Indeed, here’s the situation: I wanted to ask about the limit projection capabilities of your holographic imaging equipment. You know, I’m currently directing the Olympic Games..."

The other side explained the reason.

Turns out.

Liu Tianwang’s concert tour concluded last night in Beijing.

Earlier, Director Zhang had seen the Shanghai performance.

He personally went to experience it and immediately considered incorporating it into the Olympics. Not just for the opening ceremony but potentially for all the venues. Now, he simply wanted to know the equipment’s limits.

As for the cost.

He didn’t ask.

This is the Olympics; money wouldn’t be an issue for the nation.

Upon hearing this.

Tang Qing was, of course, very interested. The Olympics—it’s a fantastic opportunity for advertising. For others, participating means spending on ads; for him, he could even collect fees. But, truthfully, he couldn’t very well charge this Olympics.

If it were another country...

Hah.

Pay up, not a penny less.

"No problem, we’ll send our largest holographic imaging equipment to Beijing as soon as possible. If all goes well, it’ll arrive in three days." As the world’s factory, ’Time’ primarily assembles its products in Huaxia.

The second manufacturing center is Headquarters in Seattle.

"Was the concert equipment not the largest?" Hearing about the three-day wait, Director Zhang asked curiously. He had seen the concert setup—the main projector for ’Time’ weighed over two tons, resembling a small car.

"Correct. We have larger modular models. Our team will discuss specific matters with you then. I can’t pinpoint exactly what effect you’re looking for at the moment, so you’ll have to test it yourself."

"Alright, thank you."

"Don’t mention it. After all, it’s for the Olympics, and I get to earn a free advertisement, ha-ha." Tang Qing laughed heartily.

"Ha-ha, indeed."

Director Zhang didn’t elaborate further.

The conversation ended.

With four months left until the Olympics, years of preparation were culminating as the date approached. Problems kept cropping up, and it had everyone’s heads buzzing. This grand event allowed no room for error.

Every day’s calls.

Were filled with issues.

Sigh.

Hopefully, Tang Qing’s equipment would deliver.

However, based on its concert performance...

That standard should suffice. It’s just a pity; if the Olympics were the first to use it, the impact might’ve been even better. The scene of raindrops falling and blooming in the air—it was unforgettable.

"Tang Qing, what’s this about the Olympics?" asked Zeng Rou, who was mooching a meal.

Tang Qing replied, "Director Zhang wants to test our holographic imaging to see if it can be used at the Olympics."

"That’s a huge advertisement."

"You could say that."

Thinking about the Olympics.

Tang Qing suddenly had an idea. Should he have Ling over there apply to host an edition of the Olympics? The next one in London, UK, was already set, but the 2016 venue hadn’t been decided yet.

He remembered it was Brazil.

Unfortunately.

They’d botched it.

The chaos everywhere had deeply angered the Olympic Committee. They had even considered letting Huaxia host again, but Huaxia showed little interest in hosting the Games a second time. Many other countries also lacked enthusiasm.

Ultimately.

The 2020 Olympics was awarded to Tokyo.

If possible.

Hosting wouldn’t be a bad idea.

It would benefit the nation’s international image. Now, there wasn’t much time left. Hmm, better let Ling try to secure the 2016 hosting rights. 2016 would also mark Ling’s tenth anniversary.

It was a good year.

At once.

A message was sent.

Even if it was a bit late.

Submission from candidate cities for 2016 had already concluded, and the Olympic Committee clearly considered the continent rotation principle—2008 Asia, 2012 Europe, 2016 should belong to the Americas.

Logically.

The choice would be down to Rio de Janeiro in Brazil or Chicago, United States.

However.

Many things aren’t set in stone.

As long as there’s enough ’sincerity,’ anything can be negotiated.

...

The next day.

a.m.

Tang Qing’s airplane took off from the Shanghai Stock Market, destination—Saudi. This trip would last approximately nine hours, much faster than a commercial flight. By the time they landed in Saudi, it should be 2 p.m. local time.

Inside the cabin.

Lin Jiaxue was reading a textbook.

Tang Qing, however, wandered over to the cockpit. The view from the airport window and the perspective from the airplane cockpit are entirely different. That feeling is somewhat comparable to sitting in a car’s backseat versus the front passenger seat.

The airplane had its course already set.

In autonomous driving mode.

With folded arms.

Tang Qing stood quietly, his nerve telekinesis extending throughout the entire airplane. The operational status of every single component flashed through his mind one by one, as did the air currents outside the airplane.

Everything was normal.

At this point.

Tang Qing had already unlocked Level Ten Gene Lock, and the system had reached Level Nine last fall, not far from Level Ten. At the current growth rate, it’d likely happen by July this year.

July.

He was looking forward to it.

Who knew what surprises awaited.

He’d already received the surprise at Level Nine, and it truly was a surprise. It just so happened it would be useful next month. Two years ago, Tang Qing had brainstormed various methods to prevent next month’s casualties.

Unfortunately.

They all felt foolish.

Earthquake prediction.

Clearly wasn’t something achievable with present technology. Current mainstream methods calculate the future likelihood based on the interval between major quakes in that area in the past.

That’s it.

The most accurate timeframe is the year.

For instance, estimating there’s a 30% chance of a major quake occurring in the next three years in a specific place, strictly speaking, the precise unit of measure is three years. Some predictions overshot by 20 years before the quake hit.

It’s not that scientists aren’t capable—it’s just extremely difficult.

Earthquakes.

Originate from geological fractures.

It’s like placing a ten-ton block on the ground.

With friction present.

One person can’t push it, unless a sensor is added to the pushing surface. Otherwise, figuring out how much force was exerted or the block’s shear resistance is impossible.

To predict earthquakes.

First, you need to know the maximum shear resistance of the entire plate.

Second, you must monitor the movement of subterranean magma in real-time.

But with current technologies, neither is possible. The plate comprises countless stones and soil. It’d require opening it up completely. As for accurately measuring the dynamic force of subterranean magma on geology—that’s another unsolved problem.

Two years.

Hundreds of scientists tackled the difficulties, yet no substantial progress was made.

Calculating the plate’s maximum shear resistance was impossible—hundreds of kilometers long and over ten kilometers deep, made up of various rock structures. Who knew what its maximum shear resistance was?

A heavy truck rolling over the surface.

Could potentially increase its resistance to fracturing.

Never mind the subterranean magma force.

No solutions were found.

While Tang Qing was racking his brain over it.

The Level Nine product.

Helped solve this major issue. The item had already been shipped over there and was being installed and tested. The main concern was avoiding butterfly effects—being too early or late would be problematic.

What a shame.

There’s only one of these.

Its size is massive, covering over ten thousand square meters. Without the visual cloaking device purchased at Level Eight, it couldn’t be hidden. Plus, unless the location of potential quakes was known beforehand, this was more of a defensive apparatus.

It was also quite pricey.

A whopping three trillion.

Thank goodness he wasn’t short on cash.