Reborn in 1950: Shorting the Federal Reserve at the Start

Billions of eyes around the world are glued to their television screens at this moment.

The image shows a light snowfall, but the desolate, lifeless, gray land covered with ring-shaped mountains is still clearly visible.

"Click".

The hatch of the lunar module slowly opened.

Shen Guoqiang appeared at the hatch wearing a lightweight, futuristic-looking extravehicular spacesuit.

Unlike American astronauts decades ago, he didn't awkwardly shuffle down in a bulky spacesuit that looked like a Michelin tire.

He simply leaped lightly.

Under the moon's weak gravity, he landed like a feather, light and graceful, on that alien soil that had been dormant for billions of years.

"puff."

A soft, muffled sound was transmitted back to Earth through the spacesuit's microphone.

Those were the footprints of the Chinese people, the first sound imprinted on the moon.

"Reporting to command center!"

Shen Guoqiang's voice resounded simultaneously in living rooms, squares, and bars around the world, carrying an irrepressible arrogance and pride:

"This is the far side of the moon, the Aitken Basin."

"I've exited the capsule and I feel great!"

He turned around and pulled a metal rod from the bag on his back.

"Whoosh!"

A bright five-star red flag unfolds instantly in a vacuum environment, relying on a specially made memory metal frame!

That vibrant splash of Chinese red stood out so brightly and powerfully in this gray and desolate world.

"The Moon Palace base is now under construction!"

With a command from Shen Guoqiang.

The lower cargo hold of the lunar module opened with a loud bang.

"Buzz—"

Several menacing, steel spider-like heavy mechanical dogs were the first to rush out.

They moved with terrifying agility, quickly spreading out across the surrounding flat ground to begin scanning the terrain and leveling the foundation.

Immediately afterwards, several tracked automated robots, pulling huge, folded, block-shaped modular cabins, slowly drove out.

"Snap! Snap!"

With the precise coordination of the mechanical dogs and robots, the folding compartments unfolded, spliced, and snapped together like Transformers.

There was no manual labor involved in carrying bricks or sweating profusely.

This is a space infrastructure show that is completely dominated by AI and automated machinery, a dimensional-reducing spectacle!

In just a few hours.

A lunar base covering hundreds of square meters, with a silver-white dome and full of futuristic science fiction feel, just like that, rose up from the ground!

The solar panels spread out like wings, and a pale blue indicator light flashed on the outer wall of the base.

"This...this is building a house?!"

Houston, USA, NASA Control Center.

As the chief scientist looked at the lunar base, which was already taking shape on the big screen, the coffee cup in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and shattered.

He clutched his head in his hands, tearing at his hair in anguish, on the verge of a breakdown.

"They not only went up there, they even built houses on it!"

"We're still struggling to develop a heavy-lift launch vehicle for returning to the moon, yet the Chinese have already taken their infrastructure-building prowess to outer space!"

"What's the point of comparing?! What do we have to compare ourselves to them with? Our crappy rockets that are still leaking oil in the lab?!"

The entire NASA control center was deathly silent.

Those American experts who were once high and mighty and considered themselves pioneers of human spaceflight now looked ashen-faced and grief-stricken.

Their proud Apollo program seems utterly ridiculous in the face of this futuristic "Moon Palace," like a game of make-believe played by cavemen.

Dimensionality reduction strike.

This is a complete and utter defeat!

Beijing, Shenzhou Bureau Command Center.

The cheers nearly lifted the roof off.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Chen Weiguo grabbed the staff officer beside him, jumping and hopping about, tears streaming down his face.

"Chief! It's a success! We really did build a house on the moon!"

Shen Jinghong stood in front of the huge screen, looking at the five-star red flag fluttering on the moon, a cold smile of extreme satisfaction curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Building a house is just the first step."

He picked up his teacup and took a sip, his eyes so deep they seemed to see through the entire universe.

"We went through all this trouble and spent so much money, not to build a villa on the moon for a vacation."

Shen Jinghong turned his head and looked at Lin Qinghan beside him, his eyes flashing with a fanatical light that could overturn the entire energy landscape of mankind.

"Qinghan, inform Guoqiang."

"The house is finished, it's time to get down to business."

"Have him take the equipment and go dig some soil for me!"

On the far side of the moon, outside the Guanghan Palace base.

Upon receiving the order, Shen Guoqiang immediately took a small geological exploration robot and drove towards a ring-shaped mountain deep in the basin.

The terrain here is complex, with deep craters left by meteorite impacts everywhere.

"Beep beep beep—"

The detector on the exploration robot suddenly emitted a rapid alarm.

Shen Guoqiang's eyes lit up, and he immediately manipulated the robotic arm to plunge deeply into the gray lunar soil.

A few minutes later.

A fist-sized sample of gray rock with a porous surface was fed into a portable spectrometer.

Shen Guoqiang stared intently at the data flashing on the analyzer screen.

When that particular element peak occurs.

An uncontrollable ecstasy suddenly erupted in his usually unruly eyes.

"Found it!"

Shen Guoqiang was trembling with excitement. He grabbed the communicator, his voice distorted with extreme elation:

"Reporting to the Director! Reporting to the Command Center!"

"Sample analysis complete!"

"Extremely high abundance! Astonishing reserves!"

"We...found it!"