Deposed? I couldn't be happier! I wouldn't even be a dog to the crown prince.

"Want to see enough?"

Inugami Odenkuchi felt like his brain was a little stuck.

His Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, a demon king who has just established the economic rules of the entire world using extremely domineering methods.

Not only did they not kill this treacherous spy, but they also generously invited him to visit the most core military restricted area of ​​the Tang Dynasty.

He wouldn't believe there wasn't a conspiracy involved!

But at this moment, he was at the mercy of the enemy, with Shen Lian's blade still pressed against his neck. How could he dare to utter a single word of dissent? He could only be escorted by the Imperial Guards to the underground secret chamber of the Eastern Palace in utter despair.

In that extremely hot and dark secret room.

Inugami Oden finally got to see the prototype of the "Datang No. 1" steam train, which had just successfully completed its trial run, as well as an extremely thick stack of manufacturing blueprints placed on the stone table.

"See? Watch as long as you want, and ideally memorize it all perfectly in your dog brain."

Li Chengqian leaned back lazily in a grand chair, holding a glass of chilled grape wine in his hand, looking at the Japanese envoy who was stunned and dumbfounded with a very playful look.

Those blueprints are definitely real.

However, it's a version that has undergone extremely thoughtful "special processing" by the system.

Several critical cylinder sealing data points and extremely important boiler pressure resistance formulas were all modified in a very subtle way.

If we build it according to these blueprints.

The initial phase went extremely smoothly, but once the boiler was ignited and pressurized, it became like a terrifying bomb, instantly blasting everything around it into the sky!

"You...you really want us to learn?" Inuue Oden swallowed hard, asking in utter disbelief.

"Why not?" Li Chengqian shrugged indifferently.

"The Tang Dynasty is extremely vast and profound. The fact that you barbarians are willing to learn from it shows your great ambition. Not only will I let you see it, but when you leave, you can also take a copy of this blueprint with you perfectly legitimately."

Li Chengqian smiled with extreme cunning.

Go learn it! Go and use all the resources of the nation to build it!

When you exhaust all of your already pitiful iron ore and manpower on this piece of scrap metal that is destined to explode, the Yamato Kingdom will be completely dragged down.

Several months later.

The once bustling city of Chang'an had been completely transformed into an enormous money-devouring behemoth.

With the extremely strict implementation of the Treaty of Comprehensive Trade and Friendly Relations of the Great Tang Dynasty.

The "financial scissors" and "monetary hegemony" system that Dai Zhou highly praised finally revealed its invisible yet extremely deadly power in a terrifying way.

In the Western Regions, in Tibet, and even in Baekje and Silla to the east.

An extremely tragic scene is unfolding all the time.

This was due to the extremely cheap and exquisite industrialized goods (such as machine-made cotton cloth and mass-produced iron pots) that were dumped by the Tang Dynasty in an extremely frenzied manner.

The previously extremely backward handicraft textile and blacksmithing industries in these countries were instantly and completely bankrupted.

Tens of thousands of artisans lost their livelihoods in utter despair.

In order to survive, and to obtain the necessities that could only be purchased with Tang Dynasty coins.

The kings and nobles of these countries were forced to humiliatingly exchange their extremely precious gold, silver, minerals, and cattle and sheep for copper coins from the Tang Dynasty at an extremely harsh exchange rate set by the Tang.

Then, they humbly begged the Tang Dynasty caravan to sell them those extremely cheap survival supplies.

"Hurry! Everyone, be extremely quick! If this batch of wool isn't sheared before dark, no one will be eating Tang Dynasty canned meat tonight!"

On the former land of the once extremely proud Gaochang Kingdom.

A Tang Dynasty overseer arrogantly brandished a leather whip, loudly rebuking a group of former nobles from Gaochang who were working extremely hard.

These people were once extremely arrogant, but now they are extremely saddened to find that the Tang Dynasty coins they earn after a day of hard work are only enough to buy a small, extremely rough tea brick.

In contrast, the Tang Dynasty...

The ordinary people of Chang'an were living an extremely luxurious and idyllic life.

An extremely ordinary peddler, wearing an extremely soft wool sweater from the Western Regions and extremely warm cotton boots on his feet.

Even in the most inconspicuous little restaurants on the street, you can easily order a plate of authentic Tibetan roasted beef!

What is economic colonialism?

This is extremely thorough economic colonization without firing a single shot!

The Tang Dynasty was like an extremely large and extremely greedy vampire, lying quietly on the map of Asia, frantically sucking up the wealth and resources of all countries!

And those countries that are being exploited even have to shout "Long live the Heavenly Khan" with extreme gratitude.

Just as Dai Zhou was excitedly directing the Ministry of Revenue officials to painstakingly stuff yet another enormous batch of gold bricks into the already overcrowded national treasury.

An extremely inconspicuous prison van slowly drove into Zhuque Avenue in Chang'an City.

Inside the prison cart sat an extremely haggard and dejected old Tibetan man.

Former Grand Minister of Tibet, Gar Tongtsen Yulsung.

After being roughly tied to a flagpole and exposed to the cold wind for several days in the Western Regions, he was casually thrown into the logistics camp to work as a laborer.

Now, he was finally escorted to Chang'an as a prisoner of war with great difficulty.

When he looked up in utter despair and saw the magnificent and bustling metropolis before him through the wooden bars of the prison van, he was filled with immense hope.

Lu Dongzan's once extremely deep eyes instantly and completely lost all their luster.

He stared in utter shock at the incredibly flat and hard cement road surface.

He stared in utter terror at the enormous steam-powered weapons factory not far away, which spewed thick black smoke day and night.

He finally understood in utter despair.

Tibet's defeat was not unjust.

This was by no means an ordinary national war.

This is an extremely terrifying high-dimensional divine kingdom, which launched a thorough dimensional reduction attack on a group of extremely backward primitive tribes!

"Oh my god..."

Lu Dongzan knelt in the prison cart in utter misery, tears streaming down his face.

"Is this...is this the human realm, or the terrifying realm of gods?"