"Miss Yin, it's really not easy for you!" Ling Ping'an sighed.
"My daughter is still considered lucky..." Yin Mingxiu lowered her head and said. She recalled the classmates that she had met along the way.
She remembered last year, when she went home to visit her relatives, she saw a high-spirited senior sister who was in the same school as her. She was carrying a child and transplanting rice seedlings in the field.
Time had erased the glory of her old years, leaving behind only a little bit of traces.
When the senior sister saw her, she was very panicked.
She turned her head almost immediately.
She also remembered the latest girl group launched by the Seoul Entertainment Company in Xinluo this year: Beautiful Girls' Generation.
In this girl group, there was her class monitor when she was at school in Pyongyang.
It was just because she didn't meet the standards in one exam.
The once all-powerful class monitor had become an idol singing and dancing on stage.
Yin Mingxiu had seen her stage.
Although it was breathtaking, although it was dazzling.
But...
There was no light in the class monitor's eyes.
She had lost the treasure called hope and became a tool.
A tool to make money!
Thus, Yin Mingxiu couldn't help but say emotionally, "Especially being able to serve young master... This will be unforgettable for me for the rest of my life!"
To be able to serve such a big shot and tell the story of her and Xinluo in front of him...
To be able to let him remember such a young girl from Xinluo called Yin Mingxiu.
To be able to let him know the suffering of Xinluo.
How lucky was this!
What a glorious thing it was!
To Xinluo, just telling the suffering of Xinluo to the heavens was already a success!
Because, this meant that the policy was tilted. Even if the balance was only slightly tilted in favor of Xinluo, countless people would benefit.
Ling Ping'an listened, but he thought that Yin Mingxiu was just complimenting him, so he didn't take it to heart.
The people of Xinluo were like this.
He thought about what he knew from Yin Mingxiu's story.
From Yin Mingxiu's mouth, he knew her story.
A girl from a poor mountain village in the south of Xinluo, with the ideal of the world being united. Along the way, through her own hard work and diligence, she went against the current and finally got into the best university in Xinluo: Xinluo Royal University.
Then, she successfully obtained her graduation certificate and was hired by the Xinluo Ministry of Foreign Affairs. In the end, she was sent to the imperial capital to work as a waiter. It seemed simple, but it was actually equivalent to an internship for diplomatic staff.
She changed her fate.
And changed the fate of her family.
From Yin Mingxiu's narration, he also learned about the hardships of the people of Xinluo.
Compared to the simple descriptions in the textbooks when he was still in school, this was much more three-dimensional and profound.
At the same time, Ling Ping'an also knew about Yin Mingxiu's troubles.
She was worried about the future of Xinluo.
She was worried about the future of her country and her hometown.
This made Ling Ping'an look at her in a new light.
Family and country can always make people empathize!
Therefore, it was rare for Ling Ping'an to use his brain.
"Miss Yin, after listening to your introduction..." he said to Yin Mingxiu, "I roughly know what the problem with Xinluo is!"
The problem with Xinluo was that there was a lack of resources, but the population was increasing.
At the same time, the entire economy of Xinluo was heavily dependent on subsidies and aid from the Federal Empire.
However, Xin Luo's ability to produce blood was seriously insufficient.
This was something that could not be helped!
Firstly, this was determined by the natural environment.
The Silla Kingdom was mountainous and did not have many resources.
Secondly, Xinluo was too far away from Heaven and Great Xia was too close.
For a giant like the Federal Empire of Xia, just its existence itself was a nightmare for all the surrounding countries.
There was no other way!
Federal Empire!
This was a monster country called 'Leviathan' in the Land of Qin.
In the past 2,840 years, Great Xia had always been a self-sufficient country.
What did it mean to be self-sufficient?
It meant that it could produce any goods it needed.
At the same time, it could find any resources it needed in its own country.
The economy was completely in its own internal cycle.
The degree of external dependence...
Not to say that it didn't exist.
At least, the people of the Great Xia Empire liked all kinds of local products from various countries.
Fusang beef, Siamese and Ceylon rice, bananas, durians.
But these things were just decorations.
They liked it a lot, but it didn't matter if they didn't.
Moreover, it had a large number of areas that could produce these goods.
Imports from foreign countries only accounted for a fraction of the local trade volume.
However...
Great Xia's cheap industrial products were able to easily enter the various countries.
No one was a match for the industrial products of Great Xia!
Even if the wages of workers in Great Xia were more than ten times or even dozens of times higher than those of neighboring countries.
However, the price of its products was still far lower than the products produced by foreign countries.
Not to mention those high-end technical products.
In this aspect, the Great Xia Empire swept the world.
Even if a small country used the strength of the entire country to develop a certain industry, it would be impossible to compete.
This was not a crime of war.
The ability to spend money was too powerful!
With money, one could do whatever they wanted!
The same technology could be studied by hundreds of topics at the same time in Great Xia.
Even if 99.9% of the people failed, there would still be one person who succeeded.
As for the others, they could only set up a few research projects of the same scale at most.
There was no way to play around!
What was even worse was that the industries of Great Xia had always been transferred internally.
Just like the new industrial upgrades in recent years.
It was to move those old factories to Beizhou, Nanzhou, and Xisong.
A full set of supporting facilities had long been built there, just waiting for the local masters to move the factories there.
At the same time as the old factories were moved, new intelligent and fine machines had been fully spread out.
Within ten years, Jiangcheng City had completed the transformation from intensive heavy industry to high-tech precision manufacturing.
What was Leviathan?
This was Leviathan!
No one would be able to play around with such a monster.
Only the Land of Qin could barely block the industrial dumping of the Federal Empire by relying on closed doors.
And the Federal Empire had no intention of shouting about free trade to break open their country\'s doors.
After all, foreign trade was a trifling matter, and no one really cared about it.
In the national economy of the Federal Empire, imports and exports only accounted for less than 5% of the share.
On the whole, it still maintained the tradition of thousands of years.
Internal circulation and self-sufficiency.
Therefore, whether it was the Datong Party or the Gonghe Party, it was impossible for them to stain their image with blood for such a small profit.
A gentleman was righteous.
They pursued ideals and beliefs.
Therefore, the Federal Empire had the\ 'Foreign Trade Balance Act\'.
According to this act, the Federal Empire would provide compensatory assistance to all countries that had a trade deficit to help them stabilize their economies and maintain their financial health.
There was also the\ 'Good-Neighborly Friendship and Economic Cooperation Act\' that was specifically targeted at neighboring countries. Every year, a special budget would be allocated to aid and subsidize the relevant industries of various countries.
There was also the\ 'Emergency Disaster Relief Act\' that specifically provided assistance to the natural disasters of various countries.
During this year\'s Nanyang hurricane, the Federal Empire had transported tens of millions of tons of grain from Nanzhou and Beizhou to the various countries in Nanyang to establish\ 'food banks\' to prevent the affected people from starving.
However, these measures were actually blood transfusions.
It was better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish!
However, how could the industries of various countries defeat the various giants that grew up in the Federal Empire\'s market?
Therefore, this was an endless cycle.
Ling Ping\ 'an rubbed his temples. He suddenly remembered something.
He remembered that he seemed to have a guest who was a foreigner.
A member of a foreign gold farming studio.
Xinluo naturally couldn\'t engage in a formal industry.
Under fair competition, who could beat the Federal Empire\'s consortium with money?
But...
What about the service industry?
Xinluo\'s promotion of the entertainment industry was a good choice.
Besides...
They could vigorously develop the online gaming industry!
They could set up a gold farming studio!
They could set up e-sports!
As long as an industry was formed, there would be employment.
With employment, there would be an economy. With an economy, problems could be solved!
Just as Taizu said, the root of all problems in the world was the economy. Solving the economic problem could solve all problems!
Therefore, the Federal Empire attached great importance to employment.
The Datong Party and the Gonghe Party both had their own re-employment committees. They set up huge departments to help unemployed workers find jobs.
It was mainly for skill training.
If local celebrities wanted to run, they had to enter these committees and make achievements. Only then would they be known and qualified to be recommended as candidates.
As long as e-sports and gold farming studios could earn money, it was also employment!
Black and white cats, as long as they could catch mice, were good cats!
It just so happened that the open beta of Legend of Nightmare was imminent.
Ling Ping\ 'an deeply felt that the market prospects of this virtual reality online game were incomparably huge.
As long as the Xinluo people made arrangements in advance, they could exchange for foreign exchange through gold farming.
And there were so many local tycoons in the Federal Empire.
Any little bit that leaked out from their fingers would be enough to satisfy the source of funds for Xinluo\'s economic development!
Although it might not solve too much of the problem, it could at least improve a little, right?
Thinking of this, Ling Ping\ 'an said, "Miss Yin, let me tell you an immature suggestion..."
Yin Mingxiu immediately raised her head and looked at the young master in front of her, "Please speak... Mingxiu is listening respectfully!"
"Have you heard of the\ 'Legend of Nightmare\' that is about to be open beta in our country?" He asked.
When Yin Mingxiu heard this, she immediately swallowed her saliva subconsciously.
"As expected of a powerful person in the country!" She thought.
She didn\'t mention a single word about the Realm of Nightmare, but this young master directly saw through her thoughts and said her purpose in one go.
"I heard about it!" Yin Mingxiu suppressed her excitement, "I heard that... it\'s an unimaginable... miracle!"
Ling Ping\ 'an thought about what he had seen and heard in the game.
It was lifelike, as if he was in a real game dungeon.
It was really a miracle!
He nodded and said, "That\'s true!"
"The potential of the Legend of Nightmare is very great!" He said, "If Miss Yin has the heart, you can go back and report to the relevant departments in your country... set up a special countermeasure studio and transfer some of your energy here!"
"I believe that with the hard work and kindness of your country\'s people, you will definitely succeed!"
As for gold farming, it was fine to repeat it mechanically.
There was no technical content.
After staring at a dungeon dozens of times, they would always be able to farm money.
Yin Mingxiu listened and swallowed her saliva, "You mean... we can apply to the royal family to join the open beta?"
"Is that... really okay?" She wasn\'t sure.
That was the Realm of Nightmare.
From the situation described by Ambassador Wen, it was a land of miracles where almighties crawled all over the ground and transcendent beings were inferior to dogs!
The small country of Xinluo...
Probably not many people who met the qualifications could join it.
And Ambassador Wen described a terrifying scene to her.
Decades later...
As a large number of Fusang people grew up in the Realm of Nightmare.
They would cross the strait.
They would wreak havoc in Xinluo.
Just like hundreds of years ago, the butcher knife would be placed on the necks of the Xinluo people.
The villages would turn into ruins, the cities would turn into ashes, and the people would bleed for thousands of miles.
Even if Great Xia stopped them.
But...
If Fusang was stronger than Xinluo.
Then...
The future of Xinluo would definitely be bleak.
Our children and grandchildren would have to live in the shadow of the Fusang people.
This was a nightmare!
As a young girl who had been instilled with the idea of\ 'never losing to Fusang\' since she was young.
Yin Mingxiu was naturally afraid of that future.
Ling Ping\ 'an laughed, "You can just apply!"
"It\'s just a game!"
"I don\'t think the royal family will interfere!"
"After all, Xinluo and our country have at least two to three thousand years of incense burning!"
In Ling Ping\ 'an\'s opinion, it was impossible for the royal family of Great Xia to reject Xinluo\'s reasonable request.
After all, Xinluo was a country that claimed to be the Queen of Shang, the Minister of Han, and the Concubine of Tang.
A guy who claimed to be the Legitimate Son of the Central Plains.
He had a great influence on public opinion.
In the Council of Ministers and Doctors, there had been a representative organization of ministers and doctors who were close to Xinluo for a long time.
Xinluo\'s lobbying group in the imperial capital was also quite powerful.
Otherwise, how could the Xinluo people get so much aid?
It was also because of this aid that Xinluo had already achieved self-sufficiency in food. Every year, the Federal Empire would provide Xinluo with millions of tons of heavy oil and tens of millions of tons of diesel at internal prices.
The price was basically a friendship price.
Relying on these cheap energy sources, Xinluo had achieved agricultural mechanization and modernization.
Even energy sources could be almost free.
A mere public beta slot in the game could be obtained no matter what.
But...
Ling Ping\ 'an didn\'t know that his words fell into Yin Mingxiu\'s ears.
But it was equivalent to tacit approval and support.
You guys can just apply.
Apply. With my face, it will be approved.
Would the royal family obstruct us?
The royal family wouldn\'t obstruct us!
I said it!
"Thank you so much!" Yin Mingxiu thanked him gratefully.
"You\'re welcome!" Ling Ping\ 'an laughed, "Besides, I only made a trivial suggestion!"
In his opinion, his words carried little weight, and this Xinluo girl was the same.
This was just a private chat between two young people.
How could it really affect the upper echelons?
Even if it did, it definitely had nothing to do with them.
It was just that the upper echelons also had the same thoughts.
Thinking of this, Ling Ping\ 'an said, "Oh right, in a few days, I\'ve already been invited to the public beta conference of Legend of Nightmare!"
He looked at Yin Mingxiu and asked, "If Miss Yin is interested, I can bring you over to take a look!"
When Yin Mingxiu heard this, she thanked him profusely, "Thank you, young master! Thank you, young master! "
At this moment, she felt that it would be difficult for her to repay this young master\'s great kindness in this lifetime!
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