Otherworld Girl Development Guide

Chapter 38 is just the right flavor!

"this..."

I wonder if this reporter, or anyone else, will work through the night to write a book; Zhou Mingrui has already thought of a title for them:

"My Year in Shangqiu", "The Problems of the Republic of Kalva", "What Does the Rebonian Empire Lack Compared to Shangqiu?", "Investigating the Republic of Kalva"...

Zhou Mingrui couldn't help but sigh. History always repeats itself in surprising ways, constantly going around in circles, except this time the people have changed from yellow-skinned bananas to white-skinned egg people.

In a few years, the parliament of the Republic of Calva will start throwing shoes at each other and bickering, and then the young and promising members of the Rebonian Empire will punish the traitors... In the future, a large number of outstanding talents from all over the continent will come to Shangqiu, this "land of dreams".

Tatata!

The sound of slippers on the stairs made Zhou Mingrui put down his newspaper and look into the stairwell. There he saw two little girls dressed in beautiful modern casual Hanfu walking down the stairs.

I must say, modern casual Hanfu is really beautiful (honestly, modern Hanfu is really great!).

Clothing from Shangqiu has become a flagship product, highly sought after by women, especially the beautiful clothes, which have consistently commanded high prices. Women, after all... have absolutely no resistance to things that make them look beautiful.

Good morning. X2

After the two kittens came down the stairs, they greeted Zhou Mingrui in standard Mandarin.

Good morning, let's eat.

"Yeah!" X2

The two kittens sat on the chair in a good mood. Their amber eyes first looked at the food on the table, then at Zhou Mingrui. Every time Zhou Mingrui had breakfast with them, they were in a good mood.

"Aren't you busy today?" Lingdang looked up at Zhou Mingrui and asked. Usually, he would leave as soon as he finished cooking, as he was always extremely busy.

"I'll rest for a few days, and the day after tomorrow I plan to head to the large civilian airport within the Kingdom of Bel to transport some goods. I also plan to enter Belobel from Shangqiu by land for a formal business trip..."

Contact with Krobel was necessary; with so many CPUs growing there, it would be a waste not to harvest them. Also, we could use this international trading city as a springboard to purchase some valuable minerals from other countries.

While we're at it, let's also establish a Chinese international bank to align with international standards.

Organic crystals have already been discovered; who knows if there are other undiscovered rare treasures.

Previously, the attitudes of the Rebonian Empire and the Republic of Calva were unclear, and some concerns existed.

Shangqiu has now made contact with these two forces, and the demands of all parties have a clear framework. The biggest external factor affecting Klopp's diplomacy is no longer an issue.

!!!

Theo, who was standing to the side, stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhou Mingrui.

stare!

(=OωO=)！ ?(=OωO=)！

"Tio, Krobel!"

"Bell, I know!"

The two kittens' eyes widened almost instantly, their amber pupils fixed on Zhou Mingrui; they sensed danger!

Zhou Mingrui looked at the two kittens with some confusion. Why were their eyes so wide? Were they worried that he wasn't there? He couldn't help but smile and explain:

"...Don't worry, if the situation allows, we can probably go to Krobel. There's a Mishi-themed amusement park there. We can experience the local amusement park and other entertainment options. Our whole family can go together."

Upon hearing "Miss," Tio's eyes immediately lit up! But the light faded in less than a second before turning to worry...

Krobel exchanged a glance with the bell, and realized that this was the place where the "bad guy" who frequently communicated with Zhou Mingrui was!

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"Ellie..."

Mary leaned her head in front of Ellie, carefully examining her fair and pretty face. She narrowed her eyes slightly, making Ellie feel a little guilty, her gray eyes darting around nervously.

"Mary, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I get it!"

"What do you know?" Ellie looked at Mary with annoyance.

After teasing Ellie a few times, Mary leaned back in her chair, stirred her coffee, and glanced at the newspaper beside her... Her lips twitched slightly.

The things these reporters have been writing lately are very strange; almost all of them are about how great Shangqiu is.

The air smelled sweet, the sunshine was warm, every hotel toilet had been scrubbed seven times, and there was no litter on the streets... Almost all the hope of the continent rested here.

I must say, with the filter added, it becomes particularly convincing, and there's nothing wrong with how it reads, but something just feels off, though I can't quite put my finger on it.

If Mary hadn't been well-educated, she might have actually believed what was in the newspaper.

Then others couldn't stand it anymore and started to fight back against these remarks, and the two sides started a war of words in the newspaper... The originally good newspaper suddenly became a mess, making some people who wanted to get information from the newspaper furious.

To the people of Shangqiu, this phenomenon is like children arguing; their words are so pale and powerless, utterly devoid of any fighting spirit... In short, they have no energy for arguing!

If you replace it with a seasoned and experienced rabbit, trolls, keyboard warriors, sarcastic commentators, and political commentators will take turns attacking... and they'll be driven to question their existence in an instant.

"Ellie, I have good news for you," Mary said in a sigh.

"Ok?"

“Speaker Hart’s plan is probably going to fall through? He hasn’t been interested in targeting Mayor Doyle lately…” Mary said mysteriously.

Ellie looked up at Mary, blinked, and waited for her to continue.

"It has to be said that those people from Shangqiu bypassed Councilor Hart and made direct contact with the Rebonian Empire and the Republic of Calva, which completely threw him off balance."

What a brilliant move! If I can't deal with you, I'll take care of your superiors... To put it bluntly, Speaker Hart is ultimately just a puppet.

“Now, we at IBC will have to reconsider our future relationship with Shangqiu…” Mary shrugged helplessly. “…It’s only a matter of time before the Shangqiu people come here. Tsk! Those guys are tough to deal with.”

Mary could almost picture a large group of Shangqiu people carrying small leather bags, sitting at the negotiating table, engaging in heated debates with the IBC, or even competing with the IBC in business.

Putting aside everything else, the mere establishment of another large bank would give IBC a real headache, forcing IBC to take targeted measures to cope with the competition, and the days of making money hand over fist would be over.

His father is already meeting with shareholders to discuss how to deal with the upcoming challenges.

Chapter 39 Hope of the Hope Country

It's a new day in the solar system, and the hopeful sunlight shines on the hopeful nation.

A number of black cars were parked on the road in front of a citizen's villa in Georgia.

The car door opened, and an FBI agent dressed in a black suit and wearing a bulletproof vest cautiously walked towards the villa's entrance. The anticipated sneak attack did not occur.

Knock, knock, knock! An agent pounded on the door urgently, shouting, "FBI, open the door!"

Bang! A gunshot rang out, and a bullet hole appeared in the door, a testament to the homeowner's will.

Seeing that the people inside not only refused to open the door but also dared to fire, the FBI leader immediately waved to his teammates.

Bang! The battering ram slammed into the door, smashing it open, and then a grenade was thrown inside... As for survivors, in this land of hope, being blown up by a grenade is practically suicide!

boom!

The sound of a grenade exploding rang out, followed by screams from inside the house. Several FBI agents rushed into the house, saw Ni lying on the ground, and fired eight shots into his back, killing him instantly.

The next day, a highly publicized message appeared on Twitter: After using a prosthetic limb provided by a rabbit, Brother Ni suffered a mental breakdown and shot himself in the back eight times before detonating a grenade and committing suicide!

The most outrageous thing is that the wise citizens of the Hopeful Nation actually believed... and claimed that the rabbit-made masks they bought had wires in the bridge of their noses that could be used to eavesdrop on their privacy.

Around the same time, Reuters, BBC, CNN, and other foreign media outlets reported multiple cases of mental instability among individuals who had received prosthetic limbs, and even cases of entire families being wiped out.

At the same time, various "medical malpractice" incidents occurred in Western countries, immediately triggering a massive outcry against China, calling for international scrutiny and the public disclosure of its prosthetic limb technology...

In response, the rabbit lodged a strong protest, stating that it was not targeting any particular country (I'm talking about you, you idiot; regarding Brother Ni's question, I suggest you learn about the history of the Land of Hope!), and under the terrified gazes of the monkeys, it built a few more artificial islands to calm their nerves.

District 52 of the Land of Hope.

Accompanied by the Secretary of Defense, Trump is visiting this mysterious area that is rumored to be researching extraterrestrial technology.

Soon, on a laboratory test bench, they saw an artificial mechanical prosthesis that had been removed from a certain Brother Ni, with the artificial silicone skin peeled off, but still covered in blood.

As for why these prosthetics, which are removed from living people, are used, scientists simply say that mechanical prosthetics that have been connected to the human body are more conducive to research.

In response, Ni Ge, who had received a mechanical prosthetic limb, came to the attention of the Ministry of National Defense. They ate Ni Ge's blood bun, their teeth stained with Ni Ge's blood, yet their mouths were full of a smug smile.

All Brother Ni could do was seek out someone to confide in. That was all he could do, and that was all he could do... The lie written in ink, manipulated by public opinion, ultimately concealed the truth written in blood.

The King clapped his hands to attract the attention of the researchers and then asked, "Gentlemen, how are our research results coming along? I think you should know that your research will make the Hope Country great again!"

"My dear King, the research isn't going well. The rabbits used a technological black box; after violently disassembling it, the critical hardware immediately self-destructed, which has undoubtedly brought our research progress to a standstill..."

The head of District 52 wiped the sweat from his brow and said earnestly, "...Your Excellency, we need funding, more funding!"

"So, sir, tell me, besides the funding, what other benefits do you want?" Trump straightened his red tie and asked.

"Of course, my dear King of Knowledge! We've discovered this! Please follow me..."

The head of Area 52 led Trump toward the next room, where they discovered some silver metal on the research table.

What is this?

"We extracted a conductive material from the prosthetic limb... its resistance is very low, almost approaching that of a superconductor..." the head of Area 52 said earnestly.

"...I suspect it's a new type of conductor material developed by the rabbits. Given the rabbits' characteristics, this material is likely to be a prototype and can be mass-produced!"

If it can be used in mass-produced products like mechanical prostheses, it is clear that it can already be industrialized.

"Most importantly, we found a special organic element at the connection between the prosthesis and the bone. The previous sampling method for the prosthesis was incorrect. In order to analyze what this organic element is as soon as possible, I suggest that we bring more limb tissue next time."

The person in charge of District 52 meant very well: just remove the prosthetic leg along with the entire leg. The method was even simpler: just have someone with mental illness drive a car and they could legally solve the material problem.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Minister. If you can crack the technology for mechanical prosthetics as soon as possible, I think Pfizer and Johnson & Johnson would be very willing to invest in your project!"

Watching the rabbits sell mechanical prosthetics all over the world and make a fortune, Pfizer and Johnson & Johnson are green with envy every day, and their board meetings are filled with criticism of their researchers.

However, this kind of thing can't be researched and developed just like that. If you don't have the technology, you can't even copy it!

The problem is that the import of mechanical prosthetics cannot be restricted. After all, it is the right of disabled people to resume a normal life. This directly hits the media's Achilles' heel. Currently, the excuse of unknown dangers and harm to public health can be used to restrict the import of mechanical prosthetics, and the deceased Brother Ni can be used as a reference. However, this is not a long-term solution.

The disabled protesters who come every day, if lined up, could almost circle Washington... Trump has repeatedly thought of setting up an M2 and mopping up all these worthless people.

"Of course, my esteemed King, I will do my best."

The head of District 52 revealed a capitalist smile. As long as they could develop a mechanical prosthetic for the Hope Country, even if its performance was inferior to that of the rabbit, they could use public opinion channels, through overwhelming propaganda and some universal values, to drive out the rabbit's mechanical prosthetic.

Or, to be even more straightforward, simply buy prosthetic limbs from rabbits, label them as boiled in seed oil, and then resell them. As for the price...

Cheap prices? Included in health insurance? Only a rabbit would do that!