Reborn in 1950: Shorting the Federal Reserve at the Start

Beijing, the newly built headquarters building of the "Earth Federation".

This super building, erected by the engineering corps of the Shenzhou Bureau in just three months, resembles an interstellar warship about to set sail, quietly lying dormant at the end of Chang'an Avenue.

Beneath the magnificent dome, in the circular conference hall that could hold tens of thousands of people, all was silent.

More than two hundred heads of state and representatives, dressed in various formal attire, sat upright like a group of prisoners awaiting trial. Among them were presidents of once-arrogant Western powers and Middle Eastern tycoons who made their fortunes in oil.

But now, they don't even dare to breathe loudly.

Because they know that the old world they once dominated, full of deceit and the law of the jungle, had been completely wiped out in the global biohazard crisis a few days ago.

"Da, da, da."

The crisp sound of leather shoes echoed in the empty hall.

Shen Jinghong, dressed in a crisp black Zhongshan suit, without any medals or entourage, calmly walked onto the podium that symbolized the highest power on Earth, his hands in his pockets.

He did not bring a prepared speech.

He simply stood quietly in front of the microphone, his deep, unfathomable eyes slowly sweeping over the faces below the stage, faces filled with awe and submission.

"Everyone."

Shen Jinghong's deep and magnetic voice was clearly heard by everyone through the hall's state-of-the-art simultaneous interpretation system.

"The world has been too noisy for the past hundred years."

"You've fought tooth and nail over a few oil wells, a few pieces of ore, or even your so-called ideology, turning this beautiful blue planet into a chaotic mess."

He sneered, his eyes gleaming with an arrogant disdain for the world:

"And the result? The technology you're so proud of almost sent all of humanity to hell."

The US president and several Western leaders in the audience lowered their heads in shame, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

"However, that's all in the past."

Shen Jinghong placed his hands on the podium, leaned forward slightly, and a terrifying aura that could make the entire planet Blue Star tremble suddenly erupted.

"From this day forward, the internal strife on Earth comes to a complete end!"

"I hereby declare the 'Blue Star Federation' officially established!"

boom!

This statement was like a nuclear bomb with a capacity of tens of millions of tons, exploding directly in the conference hall.

Although everyone was mentally prepared, when the announcement actually came from Shen Jinghong's mouth, the shock of the rolling wheels of history still made everyone's scalp tingle.

"Within the framework of the Blue Star Federation, national boundaries will gradually become blurred, and Earth will become an indivisible whole."

Shen Jinghong ignored the commotion below the stage and continued to impose his extremely domineering rules:

"As the advocate and absolute core of the Federation, the Chinese nation will possess veto power in the Federal Supreme Council and supreme command of its global armed forces!"

"At the same time, in order to eliminate communication barriers and improve the efficiency of the federal government's operations."

Shen Jinghong's lips curled into a dangerously cold smile as he delivered the final, deliberate blow:

"From this day forward, Chinese will become the sole official language of the Blue Star Federation!"

"Want to coast along in the Federation? Fine. Go back and memorize the Xinhua Dictionary first!"

The entire room fell silent.

There were no protests, no objections.

Faced with absolute overwhelming strength and a savior-like aura, any struggle seems so laughable.

Those Western politicians who were once high and mighty can now only silently accept this new set of rules set by the Eastern dragon, just like the most humble subjects.

"The director's move was too ruthless; he uprooted them from the very foundation of their culture."

Standing below the stage, Chen Weiguo rubbed his hands together excitedly, his dark red face beaming with ecstasy. "From now on, these foreign devils will have to obediently call us 'Hello, Commander!' whenever they see us!"

Lin Qinghan pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, her cool eyes flashing with undisguised pride.

Looking at the radiant man on the stage, her heart was filled with endless tenderness.

This is her husband.

A peerless hero who single-handedly propelled China to the pinnacle of the planet.

"Everyone."

Shen Jinghong straightened up, her gaze passing over the dome as if piercing through the atmosphere to look at the vast and boundless universe.

"The Earth is too small, and its resources are too limited."

"We can't be like a bunch of frogs in a well, forever trapped in this newbie village, tearing each other apart."

He suddenly raised his hand, pointing to the vast expanse of stars, his voice revealing a fanatical ambition to sweep across the galaxy:

"From today onward, we have only one goal!"

"That is—to conquer the universe!"

"I want our Blue Star Federation's fleet to fill every corner of this universe! I want our civilization to become the most dazzling light in this sea of ​​stars!"

Thunderous applause instantly lifted the roof off the Great Hall of the People.

Whether Eastern or Western, at this moment, everyone was completely ignited by the grand vision described by Shen Jinghong.

The stars and the sea!

That is humanity's true destiny!

Amidst thunderous applause, Shen Jinghong calmly stepped down from the podium.

He ignored the heads of state from various countries who swarmed around him trying to get close to him, and walked straight up to Lin Qinghan.

"Wife."

Shen Jinghong naturally took her soft hands in his, his eyes losing their previous domineering air and leaving only the purest tenderness.

"Things on Earth are finally done."

He squeezed her palm, a mysterious smile playing on his lips:

"Come on, follow me somewhere."

"Where to?" Lin Qinghan looked at him with some confusion.

"Let's light our last lamp."

Shen Jinghong pulled her along, striding outside, his voice filled with an exciting anticipation:

"A lamp... that can illuminate our entire interstellar journey, an ever-burning light!"