Wilderness.
The ground was quickly coated with a layer of blue solution.
Sticky and tacky.
The sandy soil beneath was faintly visible.
Dong Shi couldn’t help but worry that a few gusts of wind might dry it out, not to ntion the blazing sunlight of the desert. But then he rembered He Benshan’s explanation: this solution has an extrely low evaporation rate under high temperatures.
"Has it always been this solution for the past three years?" Dong Shi asked.
"No. It changes every month. We adjust the concentration, minerals, and microorganism types to suit the soil’s needs, changes in texture, and its capability to sustain growth,"
He Benshan explained.
"So complex."
"It is, sowhat. Even in deserts, the formula varies. Depending on the soil texture, climate, and whether the area consists of compacted sand, adjustnts need to be made accordingly."
Truth be told.
When he first saw a three-hundred-page operation manual.
He Benshan felt overwheld.
It seed harder than the filtering solution technology, but gradually, as he learned, he realized it wasn’t as daunting as it seed. Once you collect the soil data and cross-reference the charts, a precise plan is practically guaranteed.
There are also hundreds of technical personnel providing remote assistance.
It was almost impossible to make mistakes.
Fieldwork had been made infinitely easier.
Thanks to the long spray arms, within just an hour, Dong Shi saw the ground painted blue. Through the unmanned aerial vehicle’s transmitted footage, a blue line over ten kiloters long had appeared on the ground.
Ten kiloters in an hour.
This was the sprinkler truck’s limit.
With a spray radius of sixty ters.
It covered only 0.6 square kiloters per hour. Given the logistical constraints of solution preparation and transportation, this figure was even lower. Thus, for two trucks, breaks during a month were indeed rare.
"I really wish this entire land could beco an oasis." Looking at the boundless wilderness on the other side, Dong Shi remarked.
"It’s expensive."
He Benshan casually replied.
Dong Shi nodded.
He agreed.
Transforming one square kiloter cost 15 million RMB, amounting to 7.5 billion RMB for this project alone. Just this project was already beyond the province’s fiscal capability—so much so that even the national budget might struggle to bear it.
Tens of trillions.
Even if the money were printed.
Whether others would accept it was another matter entirely.
"Actually, just as our chairman said, it’s not necessary to transform all of the desert. Water is the real issue here. Solving this problem alone could breathe new life into the region."
He Benshan added.
The southern region is humid.
This area’s air is dry, but it scarcely suffers from ailnts like rheumatism. Despite the drastic shifts between day and night temperatures, indoor conditions can still remain stable. No matter how hot the day gets, evenings bring a cool breeze.
It’s truly not bad at all.
...
anwhile.
Beijing.
The workstation project was a topic of heated discussion. After watching how various provinces assembled their workstations, many were deep in thought. This company was advancing rapidly in applied technology.
"They have genuine innovative spirit."
"And remarkable execution ability. Rember the installation of industrial-grade filters last ti? Their containerized assembly designs were quite impressive. Now they’ve extended them into civilian temporary structures!"
"I think this is a promising direction. Makes recycling more convenient."
"Not cheap, though."
"True, the cost is at least several million."
"Moreover, their unmanned aerial vehicle technology is already ahead of ours. Using small UAVs, they can perform three-dinsional terrain mapping—sothing our current micro aerial systems can’t achieve."
"Seriously impressive."
Regarding the Myanmar Environntal Technology Company’s UAVs.
They were genuinely curious. Everyone knew this was the direction of the future—unmanned technology had already beco an important military field. Judging by its developnt, their UAV technology was anything but weak.
It may seem like re detection.
But its stellar performance—endurance, stability, load capacity—has fully reached advanced military standards. If equipped with weapons, it could easily turn into an offensive UAV.
This Ling.
What exactly was it hiding?
According to intelligence reports.
Ling had already completed the entire military re-equipnt of Myanmar: head to toe, top to bottom, entirely brand-new gear. Although the visible equipnt didn’t seem to involve highly sophisticated technologies, it implied sothing else entirely.
Indigenous weapon research.
Globally.
Few countries have the capability to independently develop weapons—most can’t even produce standard-grade materials. Yet Ling’s advancents, particularly in tal slting, even surpassed Huaxia’s.
They genuinely couldn’t comprehend.
While others progressed increntally, Ling seed to leap forward. In unnoticeable strides, many aspects had already exceeded their line of sight—such as transcription fluid, fruit wine, and more.
"At this point, it’s impossible to determine their true level of industrial manufacturing."
"I think we should test Ling—see if they’re open to buying our equipnt, like high-precision radars. Previously, they rejected Annesley’s weapon sales, citing the lack of external threats."
"But Annesley’s offer mainly involved offensive weapons. If they’re rejecting surveillance equipnt too, I suspect they’re heavily investing in or already possess related technologies."
"Alright, worth a shot."
...
Later that evening.
Huaxia’s major dia outlets reported news of the ’Oasis’ project launching. Ten provinces, forty experintal zones, and sixteen began construction today—an efficiency that amazed many.
Shanghai.
As Tang Qing skimd through the news.
He couldn’t help but smile upon seeing the camps. This was one of his creations: containerized everything. He had always found modularizing complex and inefficient processes fascinating.
It resulted in a massive array of products.
Initially.
It started with container platforms for operating industrial-grade filters and helicopter lifting equipnt. Later, the range of products expanded significantly, with the current workstation just one of the many.
And it was rather small.
There were also dium, large, and even super-large workstation combinations.
Though not in use yet.
Super-large workstations were primarily designed for command centers in major projects. They boasted comprehensive functionality, were dismantled after use without generating construction waste, and were reusable.
Highly functional and scalable.
Beyond land.
Floating workstations for oceans also existed.
With formidable technological support.
Tang Qing’s path of innovation.
Was extending further and further. Due to the high costs—just the small workstation exceeded three million Asia Dollar—Tang Qing hadn’t yet marketed them externally, choosing to keep them as reserves for now.
"Tang, when will you arrive?"
While reviewing company docunts.
Ayman called.
"The morning after tomorrow."
"Great! I’ll pick you up then." Ayman said excitedly, worried Tang Qing might say he couldn’t make it.
"I think you’d better not. You’re the groom, and surely busy. Just give an address, and I’ll head over myself." With three days left until Ayman’s wedding, Tang Qing hadn’t yet departed.
"It’s fine. They’re busy; I have nothing to do. I just need to show up at the wedding banquet on the day itself." Ayman chuckled. Both families had many guests, leaving little for him to prepare aside from attending.
"Alright." Tang Qing replied.
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