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ng Lang granted Gao Yuan access to intelligence privileges that were not inferior to those of the large institutional intelligence organizations.

This provided great support to Gao Yuan in terms of comrcial dynamic intelligence.

Especially concerning the locking and searching of specific intelligence.

As long as there was the slightest stir on the internet, Zero City could provide tily feedback.

In the past, this would have required hundreds of intelligence personnel to sift through massive amounts of internet data.

The previous 10 billion Euros wasn’t an outrageous demand from Gao Yuan.

Changqing Biological might not be worth that price now, but if one included the shares of Baiyeji, it would be worth even more!

After all, it is easier to inflate the potential of the internet compared to biotechnology.

Just a "Star Array" sold for 1.8 billion, which shows the heat of internet investnts.

Even the performance-diminished smart voice product "Bajie" surpasses the current search engines in its ability to search and organize information.

For instance, a seemingly insignificant piece of news like the one in front of her could give Gao Yuan a head start, seizing the initiative...

"What’s bound to co, will co..."

ng Lang was also looking at the sa ssage.

The Z Virus in Africa was first ntioned in "Revelations," depicting an apocalyptic disaster encountered by Second Senior Brother...

Considering the serious tone with which it was ntioned by many brothers, it was clear that this ecological disaster was no small matter.

However... in the end, it was rely an ecological catastrophe for the animal husbandry industry.

To ng Lang, who had "reincarnated" nurous tis, the main contradiction of survival was no longer such trivial "trifles."

The X Virus, Night Demon Clan, triple wars, which one was not N tis more serious than this?

The experts were right, if we don’t eat pork, we can still eat beef, mutton!

However, if Second Senior Brother suffered disaster this year, it would be humankind’s turn next year, and, in so ways, the situations were eerily similar...

Indeed, fortune turns like a wheel, no one is spared by heaven...

Seeing the stack of related proposal docunts sent by Gao Yuan, he didn’t even look at them.

Instead, he casually picked up a book on the right-hand side of his desk, "Zhuangzi: Inner Chapters: The Preservation of Life."

"My life is finite, while knowledge is infinite. To use the finite to chase the infinite is perilous... Hmm! Well said!"

Why exhaust one’s spirit and wear out one’s body in pursuit of infinite knowledge with a limited life?

If one cannot learn it all, why bother learning at all?

Truly the way of happiness!

If this were promoted among middle school students in Country Hua, it would surely have a big market!

"Di Di~"

At this mont, the communication page suddenly popped up, displaying a new ssage from Gao Yuan.

[Regarding the inflow of the African Z Virus, don’t you have any further instructions?

Say, what effect are we trying to achieve?

Do we allow the technology to spread to minimize losses, or are we aiming for maximum profitability?]

Gao Yuan was very direct in her inquiry, probably because ng Lang had not yet comnted on her proposal.

ng Lang naturally understood the aning of her words.

The so-called dissemination of technology could reduce Second Senior Brother’s losses to the lowest, and maximizing benefits could an many things.

For instance, creating scarcity through hunger marketing, inflating prices, holding back sales...

If operated well, profits could multiple several tis over.

In terms of technological monopoly and urgency of use, Changqing Biological could make a huge fortune with this technology!

Just like the Northern Country, deeply troubled by the African Z Virus, which had offered 500 million US Dollars to buy this technology after seeing the results of the second trial.

Of course, Gao Yuan rejected it directly.

Changqing Biological, which is frantically investing everywhere, certainly needs cash flow, but she wouldn’t sell a vaccine, a proverbial gold and silver mine that could last for decades.

Not to ntion that the profits from selling vaccines are many tis higher than from selling technology.

She wouldn’t do sothing as short-sighted as killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

[What instructions are you talking about? Don’t force things; just let them take their natural course.]ng Lang replied.

[???]

Three question marks ca from the other side.

[According to you, if we don’t handle this correctly, it could be a disaster, right?

I feel a heavy responsibility for such an important matter, and you’re telling to just let it be?

Besides, didn’t you give this technology so I can save the world... or at least, save a certain species of creatures?]

Seeing this text, ng Lang couldn’t help but sigh.

[Once, I thought like you, believing I was a savior, but later I realized that every coming and going in the world has its destiny.

What you gain might not be a blessing, what you lose might not be a disaster.

"The calamities you think you’re facing... might actually be salvation?"

"Uh..."

Gao Yuan was clearly confused by the conversation.

"Have you ever considered that, essentially, there is no difference between humans and pigs?"

"..."

"We are all mbers of the great Blue Star family, and the genetic similarity between humans and pigs is as high as about 98%.

That is to say, when it cos to dealing with crises in our own biological chain, there isn’t much difference in our biological status.

The difference is that we have wisdom, understanding which thods can minimize the losses of our species."

So, in a sense, pigs and humans share common experiences in responding to certain crisis situations."

"...Crisis response in certain situations... Are you saying humans might also face similar situations?"

"I didn’t say that, these are your own guesses."

"So you an to say that allowing humans to accumulate more experiences in this area... isn’t necessarily a bad thing?"

"What I an is, you don’t need to carry unnecessary burdens or responsibilities.

Humans may not be strong enough, but they are not as fragile as you think."

"The Way of Heaven is to take from what has in excess to make good what is deficient."

If you take a long view, isn’t every crisis and loss a precious asset to humanity?"

ng Lang was definitely speaking from his heart.

After so many reincarnations, he had co to understand a truth.

Sotis the more you do, the less favorable the outco may be.

You think you’re helping humanity avert a disaster, but you may well be pushing them into an even greater abyss...

Living too comfortably, people can lose their sense of crisis.

Natural disasters, diseases, wars... aren’t those who have survived crises ti and again the humans of today?

At the end of the day, I’m just a supporter. If we want to save humanity, in the end, it must rely on its own strength.

Experience in dealing with crises is also a form of soft power.

Too much dication, and the body’s immune system will weaken.

This African Z virus is at most a mild cold for the Earth..."

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been reading a lot lately, but ng Lang seed to have gained so new insights into the world.

"Sounds a bit like ’governing by doing nothing’? So you’ve given up being a hermit to play the role of a saint?" Gao Yuan asked.

ng Lang smiled.

"I have no intention of being any sort of saint. Zhuangzi said: When the saint is dead, then the great thieves rise, and the world is at peace, without cause.

If the saint does not die, the great thieves will not cease.

What I want is a world without saints..."

"So... you’re not studying history anymore and have started studying philosophy?"

"The end of the world is philosophy...

I don’t an to brag, but I’ve just finished reading the Buddhist Scripture and the Tao Te Ching, and I’m trying to harmonize Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism to assist in studying the ultimate mystery of harmonious coexistence between man and nature!"

"Heh..."

Seeing the "heh" that could kill the conversation, ng Lang sighed.

You see, what’s the point of lying? After all, nobody believes the truth...

Even Gao Yuan, the legendary figure in the business world, probably can’t understand my "level of thought," right?

The tune is high and lonely, finding a kindred spirit is difficult...

ng Xiaolang couldn’t help but recall the remarkable figure Ding from "Distant Saviors."

Alas, among all the heroes in the world, only ng and Yuan are remarkable...

"Ding~" While indulging in self-admiration, Gao Yuan sent another ssage across, revealing a photo upon opening.

ng Lang clicked on it with a bit of confusion.

Emm... It actually looks sowhat familiar...

Huh? Isn’t this my bedroom at ho?!

No mistake! That desk, that bookshelf, all those novels and detective classics...

ng Lang’s eyes widened in an instant.

"So... you’re not studying history anymore and have started studying philosophy?"

Uh...

He suddenly realized...

His "level of thought"... seed to have been exposed...

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