Myanmar.
Everywhere.
Encouraged by this news, many people feel a tinge of sweetness in the air they breathe, looking around, and all the changes make people sigh.
Cars.
Houses.
Tickets.
Compared to before, it’s like heaven and earth. Especially in the Myanmar Economic Zone, these three regions were once seen as lands of chaos.
Poverty.
Backwardness.
Barbarism.
Geographically awkward.
At that ti.
Compared to the areas under regular administration to the west, there was more than just a small gap; they couldn’t starve, but neither could they thrive. Yet Zero changed it all.
After unification.
The three regions rged into the new Myanmar Economic Zone.
Afterward.
All public properties were centralized, except for the original fields and inherent assets; everything else changed hands to the Myanmar Bank Group.
Initially.
Everyone felt quite uneasy.
However.
Later.
Shocked by the Group’s grand gestures, nurous projects are transforming the local area, with funding tilted to enable dramatic changes in two new districts.
Villages.
All razed and replaced with small villas.
Roads.
All refurbished to higher specifications.
Cities.
New cities are rising from the ground, and old cities are all razed. It can be said that overnight, they have turned around, leading by far in every aspect than beyond the Myanmar Economic Zone.
Making outsiders envious.
At this mont.
Further creating a strong presence on the international stage, resulting in near extre reverence toward the Myanmar Bank Group on this land.
Dsvid.
Pan Cong.
The two forr leaders are already things of the past on this piece of land. Commands from others in Myanmar’s authorities here don’t work; they only revere one person - Zero.
And his governnt.
Regarding Zero.
They are in absolute support, for this is a President who walked out from their midst; they earnestly hope that Zero’s power can be consolidated.
Dictator?
Ha!
No one cares.
Previously.
This land followed one principle - survival of the fittest, as it always has been; moreover, such a dictator gave them a brand new life.
What’s bad about it?
Being well-fed.
Ample to drink.
What?
Feeling idle and itching for rebellion? Only those who’ve suffered know how hard-won happiness is, and such thoughts will only have a market after so stable years.
Because.
At that ti.
People might have already forgotten, what bitterness tasted like!
...
Xin’an City.
Su Yu.
Sitting in a wide chair, watching TV, he never doubted the reports inside, nor could he help but feel fortunate about the collective surrender decision back then.
How wise.
Zero.
Indeed is regarded as a wise master, leading this land to a brand-new height, and he, Su Yu, has transford from a local leader to now.
Deputy Chief.
One under one person, above ten thousand others.
Identity.
Status.
Wealth.
Power.
All unmatched, enough to be honorable without worrying about being suddenly assassinated by subordinates, usurping power, fighting and killing are things of the past.
Supre power.
Granted by Zero.
As long as you hold tight to Zero’s thigh, no one can take it away.
...
That day.
Influenced by this, shops everywhere once again offered discounts to foreigners in celebration, sothing unimaginable before as making money was hard for rchants.
But.
That was before.
Nowadays.
The high number of tourists coming to Myanmar makes it not short of business here, and regarding money, in this nation deeply influenced by Buddhism, it’s not held in high regard.
Cars.
Houses.
Tickets.
There’s everything.
dical.
Education.
Two major expenses have also beco less necessary, with subsidies for children’s schooling and dical covered by the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group, it doesn’t cost much.
Thus.
No need to fuss over pennies and dis, off a discount, at most not earning money for a day or two, rent and utilities aren’t expensive, it’s trivial, just like having a festival.
And this.
Indeed stimulated a wave of consumption.
...
Regarding this.
Neighboring Thailand, is even more sour.
Trillions.
Is already nearly triple of Thailand’s. Reality is just so helpless, with a threefold gap, even if Thailand’s growth rate explodes to twenty percent every year.
Ugh!
It’d still take ten years to catch up.
Ten years.
God!
So cruel, so distressing, if you remained always so strong, fine, but before you were just a salted fish, when excluding poverty, you could hardly find another term.
Hmm!
Could add a pleasant environnt, simple folk customs, but... what’s that good for? Now it’s about GDP, total economy.
This point.
Lost.
Is just losing.
Helpless.
If it wasn’t for so unique cultures attracting, this diminishing while the other grows, Thailand’s tourism industry might have encountered an annihilating blow, thanks to Zero.
For forbidding so ’features’ in Myanmar.
Alright!
Thinking like this.
Really makes one... infuriated! Always feeling like being given handouts, but seeing more foreign tourists from Delin Province on the streets.
Hmm!
So enticing!
Seems like.
Except for the exasperating pace of developnt, it’s quite decent!
...
Yangon.
dical Center.
Special ward.
"How are you feeling today?"
"Pretty good!"
"The doctor said, next week you can get up and start walking." The elderly one said to his father, after being here for more than half a month, communications with his father beca mostly possible.
This efficacy.
Amazing!
It’s almost overpoweringly strong.
Of course.
The long-term bedridden body is still unfit, needing care, and at an advanced age, the recovery of atrophied muscles is truly slow.
And this is.
The reason why serious patients require more than a month of treatnt, consciousness recovery can be quick, able to return to normal within a month.
But the body.
Due to old age, can’t be that quick.
However.
There’s a complete recovery regin here, no need to worry, even though it can’t make an old man lively, self-care in life is no problem.
"Hmm."
On the bed.
The over 90-year-old elder couldn’t help but sigh.
Six years.
He’s been bedridden for over six years, and symptoms like mory decline made his clearest mories linger back to the year 2001.
Now.
Nine years have passed.
The world.
Seems so different now!
New consortia.
New tycoons.
New situations.
New technologies.
Each novel and transformative, the most shocking to him is still the ergence of Myanmar, those technologies, just thinking about them is unbelievable.
Cancer.
Leukemia.
Poison addiction.
All these world puzzles have been conquered, and even his Alzheir’s can be reversed to regain consciousness from dentia.
Filter.
Oasis.
Modulation solution.
Water purifier.
...
One epoch-making technology after another making the whole world completely different from before his consciousness break, if it weren’t for pinching himself leaving pain.
He would almost think he’s dreaming.
ERV.
The coback consortium.
With a market value of one trillion dollars, commanding the world.
Tang Qing.
With a net worth five to six tis above Bill Gates, ranking second, the world’s rich list, adding up from the third to the last, none matches either of the top two.
No.
There’s also Zero.
Ugh!
Gitti?
Anyway, an entity controlling the Myanmar Bank Group, yet another world-class wealth holder, this Group, boldly and directly, is a super conglorate.
So much information.
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