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Chapter 249 Orange Throne Cyber ​​Theory! A Familiar Three-Pronged Approach?! (Bonus Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)

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There's a saying that goes something like this: when you're doing something big but need to keep it extremely secret, it's best to have several backup plans for both secrecy and distraction.

The portal connecting to another world allows Tokyo University to plan its layout more easily.

With the support of a new world, the University of Tokyo is even more confident.

Even though many clues have been discovered about the existence of ancient, advanced technological civilizations in other worlds, it does not hinder humanity from continuing to steadily advance its affairs.

Well...

At most, the production speed of various industrial products and materials used to respond to various operations has increased significantly.

Many of the industrial products produced by the University of Tokyo are only maintained at a basic production rate of one percent, and are not operating at full capacity.

Now that another world has been discovered, the production of many industrial consumables has increased rapidly. However, in that other world, maintaining a pioneering team of 10 people and increasing production by one percent would be quite a feat.

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In the information age, some output data will always fluctuate slightly.

The military production line built in this other world prioritizes the supply of basic ammunition and artillery for the pioneering teams. Some advanced equipment cannot be produced temporarily due to the lack of supply chains.

This requires coordination.

Since the think tank has determined that the sudden and mysterious increase in orders will attract some attention, it is natural to shift the focus to a new topic.

Therefore, the online frenzy was just a series of elaborate schemes.

Now, seeing so much, netizens feel bewildered, moved, expectant, and proud.

While countless ordinary people are still moved to tears by the realization of "standing up" and "seeing," some astute military forums and communities frequented by military enthusiasts have shifted their discussions to a completely different dimension due to the presence of familiar faces.

The person who brought this undercurrent to the forefront was a retired old man with a special identity.

He appeared in previous chapters!

He had been retired for many years and was in poor health, but he always managed to appear on some unofficial interview programs at crucial moments, casually chatting over tea, and then dropping a few earth-shattering bombshells.

Yes, because of his online name and his witty and humorous word choice, netizens jokingly call him "Orange Seat".

At this moment, some other friends who are fluent in Chinese are watching this tea party!

Orange was sitting in an antique-style tea room, slowly sipping tea in front of the camera, looking completely at ease.

At this point, the conversation had been going on for a while. Because there were so many cutting-edge technologies making headlines in the news, the host asked about their application prospects in civilian and specialized fields.

Orange smiled and said, "Oh, young man, your idea is good, but sometimes you have to be bold in your assumptions and guesses."

He put down his teacup with a crisp, light sound, and the respectful smile on the host's face instantly froze.

"Technology for healing and saving lives is certainly a good thing, it's fundamental! But since you've mentioned some specialized areas, let me answer a few questions, addressing another aspect of this wonderful thing!"

Orange extended a finger and tapped his temple.

"Take that—the cybernetic prosthetic eye the lads were talking about? Right? Everyone thinks it's just for restoring sight to the blind? Naive, so naive! Think about it, what would it mean if our soldiers were equipped with it?"

He didn't wait for the host to answer and continued talking to himself.

"Information is synchronized and linked, and the squad's field of vision is shared. The footage seen by the scouts can be projected onto the retinas of the assault soldiers and snipers in real time. The commander, sitting in the rear, can simultaneously have more than a dozen front-line perspectives, and due to the enhanced technology and information transmission speed, the commander can see more information. Moreover, after everyone shares the target, the data is quickly locked in the field of vision, and the hit is instantaneous."

"You think it was just one soldier who spotted you? No, it was an entire unit that discovered you, this high-value target!"

"Of course, this is just an idea; now all sorts of miscellaneous and dazzling unmanned devices are appearing!"

"But this cybernetic eye alone will greatly enhance a soldier's combat capabilities! In the future, we won't have to go through so much trouble aiming our guns in battle! Your mechanical eye can actually be part of a top-of-the-line fire control radar!"

The host's mouth was slightly open, clearly shocked by the scene.

Orange smiled, looking particularly kind and harmless. Seeing the host's astonished expression, she didn't seem to care at all. She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and continued, "However, this is just an appetizer."

The host was dumbfounded!

She remembered that when her supervisor assigned her to meet this retired old man, the supervisor told her to guide the conversation and then interrupt appropriately at certain times, playing along in a double act.

But----

Isn't this a bit too explosive?

"Orange, um, I've seen many netizens have questions and inquiries about ————"

"Hey, I haven't finished yet, let me finish! That neural connection device, you think it's a blessing for paralyzed patients? You need to broaden your perspective! Do you all know our pilots? The current fifth-generation fighters, sixth-generation fighters, drones and wingmen! How complex are they to operate? And what about further ahead? Relying on human reaction will always have its limits."

"But what if, through neural connections, the pilot could integrate brain signals with the fighter jet's systems?"

Orange's gaze suddenly sharpened.

The host's hands clenched tightly, out of sight of the camera.

She felt that she was probably going to lose her job.

Orange continued speaking eloquently: "—Whether it's a manned or unmanned fighter jet, it can become the pilot's own body. If he wants to turn left, the fighter jet will turn left! If he wants to evade, various wingmen can easily perform maneuvers that exceed the limits of the human body."

"Technology really is changing the way we fight! At that point, the time it takes to decide victory or defeat will be reduced to a fraction of a second. That's when the will of the pilots from other units will be put to the test!"

The tea room was deathly silent; even the photographer's breath seemed to stop.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there's more~"

"Um, Orange, these are all too sci-fi ideas. It's probably difficult to realize these things, right? Hmm, it would take at least several decades, wouldn't it?"

Orange looked at the host, seemingly quite satisfied with the topic she had chosen.

Then, some viewers noticed that Orange seemed to be getting carried away with his talk, leaning slightly forward as he continued, "Science fiction, after all, is about bold imagination and careful exploration! Doesn't that perfectly describe a line of poetry?"

"The west wind is fierce, wild geese cry in the frosty morning moon. Frosty morning moon, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, the sound of bugles is choked. The majestic pass is as iron as a mountain, but now we stride forward anew. Anew we stride forward, the green mountains are like the sea, the setting sun is like blood."

Orange casually uttered this phrase, which originally described composure when encountering difficulties and setbacks during particularly challenging times, but Orange said it aloud here.

"Science fiction is always close to reality! We've already taken a small step, and soon we'll take a giant leap! In the future, when visual signals are synchronized, we might truly achieve the Internet of Things!"

"And another thing, what you're thinking about is synchronizing with our own drones and robotic dogs. The idea is good, but it's still not sci-fi enough!"

"Our scientists could easily equip tiny creatures with miniature devices. A pigeon, a mouse, even a fish—when they silently transmit everything they see back to you from unexpected places with their own eyes—"

"What kind of scene would that be?"

The host revealed a simple and genuine smile!

I feel like I'm starting to get a brain!

But she couldn't understand it, and could only express her shock.

Orange leaned back in his chair, smiling broadly at the camera, like a mischievous child sharing a toy. "When technology truly develops to that point, it won't be an information war or a total war! It will be an ecological war against nature!"

Every bird, every reptile, could be the eyes of the troops.

"At that point, hah, what can those guys still clinging to old dreams do?"

"Orange, what do you think some dreamers want to do?" the host asked on a whim.

He paused, then uttered a few words in an extremely smug and nonchalant tone: "Can't do anything, huh?"

"Hahaha----"

"Orange, is it really possible for us to achieve these things?"

"Well—it's the same old saying: boldly hypothesize, carefully verify. If we can pull it off, we'll hit the jackpot! Then one person will truly be an entire army! One person will be a whole fighting force!"

"Well—this is called the new era's 'intelligent integrated signal and fire system'!"

Once the program aired, Orange's boldly conceived interview instantly went viral online.

"Holy crap! Orange is awesome! How come I never thought of that!"

"Ecological warfare? Just hearing about it sends chills down my spine, it's too ruthless!"

"Don't be afraid upstairs, this trick isn't being used on us. It's others who should be terrified!"

"Given the current state of technological development, it's estimated that we won't see such advanced technological progress for the next few decades!"

"I've got a brand new science fiction idea! This time, I'm going to make a name for myself with this book, win the Galaxy Science Fiction Award, and have Liu Cixin present it to me, saying he loves my book and calls me his idol!"

"So, are you planning to be hundreds of years old when you receive this award?"

"What Orange said is pretty outrageous. Mysteriously controlling animals to be a detective, and being in sync with animals—isn't that just like the beast taming in some fantasy novels?"

"Science fiction is bold imagination built on a foundation of physics and theory, while fantasy is romantic imagination built on physical assumptions! They are both artistic expressions of human philosophy and understanding of things!"

"I hereby declare that from now on, I'll be more polite to pigeons and stray cats; they might just be one of us!"

The interview aired the morning after the news report.

This is because Orange is an elderly person, and her physical strength and health are not as good as before, so we can't arrange for her to stay up late or stay up at night. Otherwise, we would definitely arrange several hours of warm-up.

But that's enough.

Even in retirement, he was already a super-high-profile figure with military power.

Sometimes, such people use a mix of truth and falsehood in their statements, making it difficult to distinguish between them.

But no one can deny that they had a significant impact.

In an office, Li Weiguo, who had stayed up all night yesterday and rested for seven hours today, was eating lunch while watching the humorous conversation of the orange-clad group.

"Logically, this should attract the attention of some people with ulterior motives!"

Thinking this through, Li Weiguo finished his meal before organizing his documents and reviewing the work he needed to handle.

Before long, he started to feel tired.

He's getting old and very tired.

Seeing the heated discussions online, he wasn't as excited as the netizens. He simply leaned back quietly in his chair and rubbed his throbbing temples.

On television, there are many news reports about those steel behemoths and cutting-edge technologies that inspire the Chinese people. They are impressive, but they require the efforts of countless people.

In his eyes, if these things were to be transported to another world and used as farming equipment, he wondered how much gold it would cost!

He recalled Professor Ma Chuntian's simple yet sly smile, the production plan for thousands of sets of equipment, and the astronomical cost of building the production line.

These are just the tip of the iceberg.

Ring ring ring————

His phone vibrated; it was a new message from the logistics department.

"Mr. Li, the application report for the new batch of funds has been sent to your email. Please review it and approve it as soon as possible."

Li Weiguo picked up his phone, glanced at it, and let out a long sigh.

Well, you're getting ahead of yourself.

This housewife's days are far from over.

As we all know, if we want to carry out some operations, the amount of materials, manpower, road resources, energy resources and information resources that need to be mobilized is enormous.

This series of actions, which were suddenly launched, are all part of a multi-pronged approach!

In an office of a department responsible for business.

A young man in his thirties, considered young by the rest of the office, was excitedly reporting the news!

"Mr. Sun, the internet is buzzing! This marketing campaign's combined efforts were absolutely phenomenal!"

The young man in his thirties blushed and was so excited that he became somewhat incoherent.

The man called General Manager Sun was leaning back in his chair, tapping his fingers absently on the table. His face was expressionless, and he simply gave a faint "hmm".

Seeing his leader's calm and composed demeanor, the young man's initial excitement cooled somewhat. He cautiously asked, "Mr. Sun—are you unhappy?"

"I'm so happy!" General Manager Sun finally lifted his eyelids and glanced at him. "I'm so happy my head hurts. Little Sun, get some rest today and make sure everything you asked me to prepare is done. The other delegation has already boarded the plane; we can't let them lose face!"

Upon hearing this, the young man immediately nodded.

He was so happy that he forgot the delegation thousands of miles away had already boarded the plane.

He subconsciously looked at President Sun.

This online message may seem like a promotion of technological achievements, but industry insiders need to consider it in conjunction with other recent news.

Just as they were about to engage in a new round of business exchanges with their rivals thousands of miles away, they directly attacked their dog.

What are toughness and strategy?

This is!

These units, whose security levels were not high enough, did not know why their superiors would suddenly launch a deceptive attack at this time. They simply thought it was a multi-pronged attack, a chain reaction of blows.

Thousands of kilometers away!

A portal to another world has been established, and large quantities of rare materials from other worlds, extracted from raw ores, are being transported to the modern world.

Industrial Cthulhu's mobility is terrifying!

In the beginning, in order to extract these rare metal elements unique to this other world, a large number of vehicles had to travel back and forth to transport them.

Hundreds of vehicles are involved every day.

This significantly increases the risk of the secret being exposed.

Currently, some rare metal elements are undergoing preliminary refining in this other world. Now, only a few dozen vehicles are needed each day to transport the special rare metal elements that previously required hundreds of vehicles.

It offers greater confidentiality and security, and can produce more.

If the University of Tokyo were given more time, even more things that could change the world would be continuously transported over.

The numerous discoveries and technological advancements in this other world are rapidly transforming the global industrial chain.

New materials from another world are rewriting the already rapidly changing Earth!