Indeed, Gu Yi handled everything and understood the feud wasn't over. Both sides could resolve their grudge later, but reactions still existed.
Sure enough, Gu Yi had to fight harder to brace for the repercussions. There were no missing personnel or dramatic accidents like in the movies to punish or threaten the protagonists.
General Tang's subordinates and confidantes imdiately ca under scrutiny. Nurous threats erged, causing the forr to enter a nopause-like state throughout the confrontation.
If not for the favorable prices offered by Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue, she would have almost written the word regret on her face.
Fortunately, with Athena's foresight and warnings, Gu Yi and General Tang easily neutralized these hidden threats.
The cooperation between the parties deepened, drawing them closer than ever before. No matter the enemies' conspiracies, their plans were exposed as clearly as daylight before Gu Yi and General Tang.
For veterans in officialdom, even a small clue—one that might be difficult for Athena to discern—could reveal deeper anings.
Athena's analytical skills, combined with Gu Yi's sharp eyes and strategic ideas, beca a nightmare for their enemies.
For about a month or more, Gu Yi and General Tang were busy wiping Tang Ziyi's and Xiao Yue's asses.
Thankfully, their actions dismantled many similar sex clubs or forced them to lie low for a while, eliminating several corruption factors within the governnt.
Listening to Gu Yi's complaints and Athena's additional narration, Ling Qingyu smiled helplessly, lanting her sisters' thoughtfulness in attracting valuable talents to Fan Xi's new projects.
As for their identities, Ling Qingyu didn't care. She had long beco immune after realizing the filth behind corruption and rampant tyranny.
Besides, Zhou Rong's case had already desensitized her expectations of this world. She even suspected that what Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue encountered might be another scripted plotline influenced by Miss System's playfulness.
Whether she had disrupted the plot of a passionate genre or not, Ling Qingyu didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt. She wasn't afraid of the world's causality trying to force destiny back on track.
She speculated that as long as she contributed enough to the world, it wouldn't even raise an eyebrow. Only key characters—protagonists with great luck, who had a significant impact on society—warranted caution.
Ling Qingyu concluded that once she fully attached her interests to this world, the world itself would no longer restrict her actions, even if she eliminated its favored children.
Since she had identified the key factors, her burden of worry for the future lightened, especially regarding her inevitable clash with Qin Group.
And possibly, Lin Fan could stand opposite her if their interests and ideals didn't align. Even though Miss System didn't urge or remind her, Ling Qingyu still rembered the original goal—to rob away harem mbers… ahem… to prevent scumbags from planting seeds irresponsibly.
Bullshit about a responsible man providing a husband role for those in suffering. If not for most of the won's identities allowing them to fund and support themselves, his protagonist aura would remain a mystery.
His so-called wealth was barely sufficient for a handful to squander. How could he survive without ruining relationships, without the won's financial input?
Anyway, Ling Qingyu didn't understand why won fell for him, apart from the aura effect that subtly brainwashed them into lovesickness. Up to five won were acceptable; anything more offended her.
Of course, that number didn't apply to her, hehe… Those connected to her were genuine, unaffected by the so-called will of the world.
"You'd better guarantee the level of technology sharing promised earlier," Gu Yi's words interrupted Ling Qingyu's contemplation.
"Mom, that wasn't speaking, right?" Ling Qingyu teased, then quickly corrected herself when she noticed the darkening expression. "Ahem… I'll make sure to satisfy your request. You should have already noticed our secret helicopter."
Gu Yi nodded and gestured for Ling Qingyu to continue. She understood where Ling Qingyu was going with this.
Given the technology displayed and Assistant Su's explanation, Gu Yi realized that her daughter-in-law's technological advancents far exceeded Country C's in certain areas.
Country C lacked proper jet propulsion technologies, particularly high-quality ones. Most of the airworthy models in mass production had issues with lifespan and reliability. Ling Qingyu could easily fill that gap.
If not for their close relationship, Gu Yi couldn't help but consider the possibility of confiscation and brutal suppression.
After all, no state institution liked things spiraling out of control. That applied to capitalist nations as well.
Unless their influence and wealth reached dangerous heights, such figures still had to curry favor within political circles.
However, understanding Ling Qingyu's strength and hidden ans, Gu Yi dared not even entertain such thoughts, despite her position.
Moreover, her daughter-in-law had declared her commitnt to her cause. How could she reject it or entertain other thoughts, both morally and rationally?
In fact, the technologies owned by Athena surpassed the world's by a large margin. Ling Qingyu was reluctant to share them unless necessary—these were treasures that could propel her up the ladder quickly once the right opportunity arose.
However, it seed fine to divert a few foreign nations' technologies, right? Athena had stolen… ahem… studied them zealously to broaden its horizons and solidify its foundations.
It was thanks to these nations' contributions that Athena had reached its current level.
"Not enough, my dear Little Yu." Gu Yi shook her head. She was determined to squeeze Ling Qingyu dry tonight. How unfilial of her to let her mother-in-law drive around for weeks!
Apart from aerospace propulsion tech, Ling Qingyu also sold other data. "Will the secret data and information on the F-22 work?"
"You have them?" Gu Yi's voice carried urgency despite her stoic expression.
"Of course. There are other important weapon systems as well." Ling Qingyu shrugged. "But you can only get one. Forget it—consider less important areas. I don't like seeing foreign agencies sniffing around my backyard."
Given the power of certain nations—such as Country A, which possessed the F-22's secret files—Ling Qingyu felt so apprehension after making her offer.
She had no doubt about their espionage capabilities. If their classified files were leaked in Country C, they could track the source with terrifying accuracy.
Plus, she was about to visit Country A soon to accompany Mo Yunxi and Yin Jingfei. How could she foolishly set a trap for herself?
"Alas, how could you not have the slightest patriotism?" Gu Yi complained, rolling her eyes.
"Only a win-win-win interest always wins and lasts longer. Ideologies don't apply as easily to soone at my current level," Ling Qingyu replied. "I'd rather send you more files later when you're sitting in the chair. I don't want to hand over credit to your diocre colleagues who did nothing."
"Alright, it's your decision. I won't morally blackmail you. Don't worry." Gu Yi patted her forehead reassuringly. "By the way, General Tang suggested the possibility of equipping your girls with Z-8 or Z-18 transport helicopters. She's willing to compensate more if you provide additional intel."
"You want my girls to fly those pieces of junk?" Ling Qingyu scowled in disbelief. "You should have seen the futuristic version. What makes you think we'd want those?"
"Give so face when you complain." Gu Yi clicked her tongue. "At the very least, they can appear in public and serve as a valuable cover. Besides, I suspect General Tang wants your research team to refine and upgrade them after evaluating their design."
"I'll think about it since it's not much of a loss from my perspective," Ling Qingyu said, not outright rejecting the idea. "I need Tang Ziyi's and Xiao Yue's opinions first."
"Regardless, stay low and keep quiet for a few years. Once I've secured my plans, you can ss around as much as you like."
anwhile, Gu Yi's inner thoughts were in turmoil. Ling Qingyu had far more hidden assets than she had assud.
From her tone, it was clear there were even more files waiting to be unveiled—each one powerful enough to shake the entire world.
Did she save an entire galaxy in her past life to have Ling Qingyu as her junior? Gu Yi thought narcissistically.
"Yes. By then, you'll have the initiative and be able to utilize every resource efficiently," Ling Qingyu reassured her, perhaps noticing Gu Yi's inexplicable silence.
It didn't hurt to make promises to ease her mother-in-law's concerns. Unless she was backed into a corner, Ling Qingyu would never betray the country.
Maybe she wasn't the most patriotic or generous person, but she wasn't ungrateful for the environnt and opportunities she had here.
Pop! Pop!
Beautiful fireworks lit up the dark night, painting the sky with vibrant arrays of floral patterns.
Everyone gazed upward, sighing happily. According to tradition, the new year had arrived.
In the distance, tiny sparks of fireworks crackled in the sky as people celebrated the festival with joy. Though the event was far away, the murky echoes and festive atmosphere still reached Ling Qingyu's residence.
A new beginning. A new battle. A new opponent. Ling Qingyu exclaid cheers inwardly and exchanged a knowing smile with Gu Yi.
Thankfully, Gu Yi's existence shortened her revenge plan dramatically. Otherwise, she might be pissed to death, watching Qin, male lead, dancing around in front of her like now for so long.
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