Barty was the representative of the LCRF in this conference. He was the largest of the specters in the current environment.
It was quite miraculous that he was able to maintain an extremely low profile. He didn't speak or make an appearance. It was as if he was hidden outside the range of everyone's attention.
But when he truly entered the spotlight, he displayed an extremely high level of ability to express himself. He spoke with fervor and assurance, "The current situation is that the influence of Luo Nan's show has already been created. If the situation continues to develop, he will soon become an authority in the relevant field..."
Bald Jeff reminded politely, "He already is, Mr. Barty. We can't deliberately underestimate him."
There was a sting in these words.
In certain circles, there were no secrets.
The other participants began to wake up one after another. The fat and strong faction before them had a subtle and bizarre stance.
He was once a world-renowned trader.
He was a high-ranking representative of the LCRF.
However, his most solid identity right now was that of an investment manager under Her Majesty Empress Wu. He had signed a contract and received a salary.
Originally, this didn't count for much. Aside from capital, what sort of stance was there to speak of?
But right now, that damned peerless stream on the beach was still going on. An enormous dark cloud of deficit was quickly forming and enveloping the top of their heads.
At this very moment, Barty's appearance made a lot of sense.
Barty completely ignored the peculiar gazes of the others. He continued to speak.
"But he's far from being a tycoon. He has no foundation in the academic world. He doesn't have any effective economic support... Oh, I know you're talking about the Bloodflame Order and the Castle Financial Group. But the Castle Financial Group is far from entering the core circle of the world. Otherwise, we would probably be shaking hands with Lady Halder right now and discussing grand plans together. "
"Even if there's no Lady, there's still the Queen. She's lacked love since she was young. She might have a taste for this. "Some people were purely venting their emotions. Their comments were harsh and unoriginal.
There were also people who pinched their noses as they discussed. They ridiculed.
"You want to play the same old trick and create another Luo Yuandao Scientific Ethics Case? A showdown between Formatting Theory and the Archetype Format? Come on. Can a crazy old man who only knows how to toss and turn in the wilderness compare to this Extraordinary who is an authority in configuration and soul science? He can't be here to make a fool of himself, right? "
Whether it was a strange tone or a look of disdain or rejection, none of the poisonous spikes could pierce through Barty's skin. He pretended not to hear anything.
He only stared at the bald Jeff. "Try, just try. What have we sacrificed? We're not going to recreate the Deep Blue project and carry out that hopeless reverse engineering. It's just for show … Furthermore, did I say that we're going to engage in that kind of internal strife? In our circle, why should we care about the dirty things in academia? We clearly have our own advantages. "
"Advantage?" More and more people joined in.
At the very least, listening to it wouldn't cause any harm.
Facing such a terrible situation, they really needed more comprehensive insights to help them make decisions.
His doubts about his position could be put aside for the time being.
Barty's bright smile could not be hidden by his thick beard. His body language was also very exaggerated. He rotated his elbows forcefully, moving his forearms and wrists, as if he wanted to stir everyone's brains.
"That's right, that's our advantage. We're businessmen. We're powerful businessmen. We only need a barely passable product for show.
It was a barely passable product. We could launch a similar product in the academic world, in the inner world, and even in the market. We didn't even need to be particularly brilliant. With our influence, we could set off a raging storm …. We could completely suppress the influence Luo Nan caused today! What do you think, Dr. Jeff? "
What was this?
The group of ghosts looked at each other in dismay. They thought they were watching a clumsy, low-IQ stage play.
Baldy Jeff didn't want to answer, but Barty kept staring at him. He could only grin: "Mr. Barty, I think it's just for show. Let alone Luo Nan, even the military and government's purchasing agents wouldn't pay any attention to it."
"You really aren't professional enough in the non-professional field, Jeff. You can't use the eyes of a technician to view the world! " Barty's eloquence was torrential. With a wave of his hand, he seized back control. Or perhaps his voice was the loudest? Body language was the most exaggerated?
"What's our advantage? Is it our strength? No. It's our influence. It's our reputation. It's our system! The high-tech companies and cutting-edge laboratories under our banner represent the correct direction of Earth's scientific research system. The military and government don't just look at a single technology when purchasing or cooperating. In the end, they need a complete system that covers research, development, marketing, after-sales, upgrades, and so on.
"Because they are a system as well. They have countless hands and mouths in the open and in the dark. All of these must be satisfied and in place! What does Luo Nan have when compared to the system we've launched and endorsed? Is he a technology that might come from an advanced alien civilization? Even if he is, can he digest all of this technology and turn it into cash?
"It's impossible, sirs! He definitely doesn't have the resources and system we have. The example Jeff gave just now was excellent. A single sand demon is equivalent to an entire supercomputer and a nuclear power plant. Then how many resources and benefits are needed to carry the technology system of this sand demon before it can be turned into cash? "
Herman watched as Barty easily doubled the volume of an "example" that he had been using in turn. He wanted to laugh a little, but the two keywords at the end of Barty's words immediately pierced his heart.
"Turn into cash? Benefits? "
Barty was extremely sharp. He turned his body in an instant and tightly grasped this crucial thread of thought: "That's right, Mr. Herman. Everyone, please note that I'm using the extended meaning of 'turn into cash'. For a new technology to be turned into cash, it has to go from the brain to the laboratory to the factory to enter the market to enter thousands of households. Finally, it can be popularized throughout the world. The most crucial element has been completely locked down since the Industrial Age.
"That's right. It's benefits! This world has always revolved around benefits, not technology. Or perhaps it could be said that the greatest technology is how to realize benefits. It has always been like this! "
Those who were good at emphasizing would always gain the upper hand in public. This wasn't determined by the tightness of logic.
It was to the extent that some people's rebuttals lacked confidence: "But if the technology itself can bring enormous benefits … …"
"Where is it? Where are the benefits? The military and political systems of the world's eighty-eight mega cities. The public expenditures of over a hundred million people. Where are their benefits reflected? Is it in the brain of a young genius that doesn't belong to the dimension of reality? Or is it in the capital alliance that covers eighty percent of the world's economic volume? "
"Gentlemen, the truth is that it is impossible for Luo Nan to satisfy the astronomical demand of benefits for an enormous system. And if this process is accompanied by a zero-sum game, it will form a sharp, rippling, and extremely wide-ranging conflict.
Uncontrollable conflicts. What would the current rulers choose?
"They … … Oh, I nearly forgot. Many of you seated here are equivalent to rulers. Is everyone's ultimate goal to take a step further in arming our already victorious armies into superhumans that can fly through the sky and burrow through the earth? Is it to sweep across the continents and oceans, and then trample the solar system? Or is it to have a global reshuffle, to let the new technology drive a new revolution, to let new rulers step onto the stage of history?
"Don't joke around! The ruling rulers have always thought about a booming market, a high employment rate, an increase in votes, an extension of tenure, asset appreciation, and the expansion of power and stability … … This is the mainstream of society. This is the beautiful dream weaved together by billions of ordinary people. In the face of this great trend, a mere one or two new technologies have no foundation, no support, no industry, and no employees. It is as if it fell from the sky. How long would it take to digest it? How long would it take to cultivate it? Who would care about it?
"Don't be anxious, gentlemen. This world is always changing, but the most essential things are still the ones that govern the operation of society. And we are the manipulators that are adept at using them. This is our advantage, and it is also our essence. "
"For us, this is the best era. We can stand in front of the stage, we can hide behind the scenes, we can be on the left, we can be on the right. As long as we grasp this essential advantage and let it flow, let it flow into everyone's blood vessels and thoughts, we are the gods of the secular world. What in the world can stump us? "
The atmosphere in the virtual reality became particularly subtle.
It was a bit restless, a bit absent-minded, a bit deep, and a bit awkward.
Even though everyone present was a billion-dollar tycoon or a promising future candidate, they were still a bit embarrassed when they were suddenly praised in the face.
By the end of Barty's passionate speech, the original theme had long since flown to who knows where, but there was a touch of returning to the natural state.
It was exaggerated to the extreme, and it would most likely cause people to reflect.
At the very least, Herman was touched and came to a realization.
No wonder. He felt that something was wrong just now. It turned out that the two people who spoke the most were:
Jeff was imperceptibly selling anxiety.
Barty was exaggeratedly pouring chicken soup.
The two of them were opposites and in the end, all they were selling was their butts!
Speaking of which, how did Her Majesty Empress Wu manage to stuff this fat-headed, big-eared fellow into this extremely important video conference?
"Splendid beyond compare!"
Herman didn't even have time to share this realization with others before someone on the beach of virtual reality loudly exclaimed in admiration. Perhaps it was because of the lingering charm of the previous speech, but the person's description was quite high-profile.
However, the person who spoke was none other than the true big shot of today's conference:
Director Mou.
This independent director of Quantum Corporation could be said to have the most right to speak. He could gather everyone's attention the moment he opened his mouth. Next, he raised his glass and indicated to a certain person in the crowd:
"Today, the most interesting thought I've heard came from Luo Nan. And the most wonderful explanation belongs to none other than you."
Herman's eyelids twitched. The person Director Mou raised his glass to was Barty.
Inclination. The most crucial inclination!
Barty didn't say anything. He didn't explain anything. He just bowed slightly.
However, in the eyes of others, at least in Herman's eyes, this sudden diplomatic encounter had clearly drawn swords against each other. Blood was flowing like a river.
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