Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2010: Chapter 1833: The Great Silver Mine

Evening.

Finished seeing off the guests.

Tang Qing also got into a car. As planned, he was going to Davos, Switzerland, to attend the 2009 World Economic Forum, coinciding with the Chinese New Year, so he had to leave now.

The schedule is quite tight.

That’s why the banquet was held today.

This trip.

He won’t be back until after the sixth day of the lunar month.

It lasts five days, and including the round trip, a week will be spent on it. There’s also a big shot going this time, but he isn’t just going to attend the forum.

Switzerland.

Germany.

Spain.

United Kingdom.

European Union.

The big shot is invited for an official visit to four countries and the EU headquarters, the forum is just one part of the trip. Tang Qing, serving as the ’mascot’, plans to expedite the Hummingbird project.

“Be careful on the road!”

“Alright.”

In no time.

The vehicle vanished at the entrance.

“Let’s go back.”

Tang Kai said to several families.

During the grand New Year.

He didn’t feel much about going out to hustle. The higher you stand, the more ties you have, making it harder to escape mundane matters. Since escape is impossible, strive to be a dazzling presence.

Tang Qing clearly accomplished that.

Davos.

How many people want to sneak in, but can only dream of it, yet Tang Qing is a guest warmly invited by the organizers. He should feel gratified. Just like last year, over forty heads of state attended.

It needs to be done.

The Tang Family aims to become a world-class major family.

Besides money.

It also needs friends.

…

Half an hour later.

“Taking off!”

Tang Qing was on a video call with his family. This time, he’s going alone. Lin Jiaxue didn’t accompany him; it’s the New Year, and stirring up just one person is enough. Qin Shiqi initially wanted to go, but was held back by her aunt.

The reason was solid: Don’t disturb your brother’s work.

“Rest early!”

“Alright.”

Ending the communication.

Tang Qing’s gaze turned to the window, where the view above the clouds was nice: stars twinkling, moonlight cool. The Gulfstream G550 was flying at a speed exceeding a thousand kilometers per hour, with a total journey time of ten hours.

After watching for a while.

He withdrew his gaze.

The next moment.

His figure vanished from the cabin.

…

Africa.

Sudan.

Southern plains.

An off-road vehicle sped across the grassland, kicking up billows of dust. If anyone saw it, they wouldn’t recognize the car’s brand or model, because it’s not for sale. In the car, Tang Qing stepped on the gas pedal.

Ten hours.

Letting Tang Qing sit idle, how is that possible? Scanning around, he noticed fighters executing a task nearby, so he decided to tag along for a stroll. Consequently, several miles behind him, were over a dozen big and small vehicles.

This mission.

First.

Transport the teleportation node to a precious metal mine.

Second.

Clear out a group of bandits.

Now.

It’s early 2009, Sudan hasn’t been split into two parts yet, there’s no mention of South Sudan, just established autonomous government. It will be recognized as an independent country by the United Nations in 2011.

Therefore.

It’s quite chaotic.

Many fighters do business here.

Naturally.

They’ll always encounter some who lack insight. The deterrence of the Black Prison mainly affects businesses related to it, but not all fighters are protected by the Black Prison, as that would be too conspicuous.

Thus.

Special operation teams are often needed.

To clean up the trash.

This group of bandits, active in southern forests, mainly targets the circulation of cargo along the way, demanding fees. Initially, it wasn’t much, the fighters didn’t care about that loss, they gave it when asked.

But.

Later.

These guys became aggressive.

They wanted to directly seize business. If that happened, the fighters wouldn’t be afraid, worse come to worst, they could compete. However, the bandits, relying on their numbers, yesterday kidnapped a fighter, trying to create another missing person.

Such actions.

Triggered the cleaning rule line.

Don’t cause trouble.

Don’t fear trouble.

If you dare to go hard, I won’t be courteous.

“The scenery is nice.”

In the car.

Feeling the wind.

Tang Qing gazed out the window. This region is in central Africa, tropical grassland climate. Just one hundred kilometers south is Congo Gold, spring-like all year round. Occasionally, one can see wild animals.

Elephants.

Antelopes.

After driving nearly a hundred kilometers, he encountered quite a few.

Besides that.

There were also many carnivorous animals. Upon seeing the off-road vehicle from afar, they became vigilant, not daring to approach. Although beasts are ferocious, they still possess a basic ability to judge strength based on size.

Big.

Definitely strong.

Thus.

They dared not approach. Though the grassland is said to be dangerous, indeed… it truly is.

“Little guy, your bite is pretty good.”

Tang Qing held the head of a cobra, its body coiling tighter around his wrist. Smiling, he said, “Release,” and immediately, the cobra obediently loosened its grip.

Didn’t kill it.

Just scared it.

To the snake, Tang Qing’s nerve telekinesis simulated a terrifying aura that it couldn’t withstand. With a command, it obediently executed, then Tang Qing tossed the cobra out.

Where it landed safely.

In the blink of an eye.

The cobra disappeared into the grass.

“Whoosh!”

A gust of wind blew through, bringing a sliver of coolness to the hot afternoon. In the distance, the sky was gathering dark clouds. Compared to the water shortage in the north, southern Sudan had abundant rainfall, though it was stifling.

“Go!”

Getting back in the car.

Heading south.

After driving nearly thirty more kilometers, he stopped. Southern Sudan, as a whole, has a population of less than ten million, but an area larger than Myanmar, with low density. Along the way, Tang Qing avoided the grassland tribes.

Even in the tropics.

There are barren areas.

At this moment.

Tang Qing was in a valley of brown rocks. Long-term exposure to the sun and rain erosion had caused large-scale weathering, with a few blades of grass struggling to grow in this hellish land.

Everything in sight.

Not natural.

But an abandoned silver mine. In those days, Europe and America were quite reckless in Africa, mining gold, silver, and gemstones almost destructively, leaving countless ’relics’ of various sizes.

Here.

Is one such site.

Under the perspective.

In an area of three kilometers.

There were no fewer than a thousand buried bones, dying of exhaustion, fighting over the mines, and other accidents leading to entombment. In short, behind every ’relic’ lies a history inscribed with blood.

Global mineral exploration.

These ’exhausted’ pits weren’t spared by the fighters.

After exploration.

New ore layers were discovered, though since it was a silver mine, it wasn’t prioritized and only marked. Until last autumn, when the concealed drilling technology matured, a plan to mine this area was launched.

Queued up.

Beginning in early December.

One month.

The ’basic construction’ of the first mining area was completed. Another month saw the completion of preparations for the second mining area. The teleportation node stayed here for a long time, only recently sent over due to usage elsewhere.

Because.

All of Sudan shares a single teleportation node, with plans cycling its usage.

“Caw! Caw!”

In the sky.

A vulture flew by.

No one knew it was a bionic machine. Although satellites monitored the skies, if faced with an unforeseen situation, a bionic machine had clear advantages over UAVs with propellers.

At least.

It’s covert.

Hand outstretched.

A glass ball appeared, which he casually threw into a pipeline a few dozen meters away. The pipeline went underground twenty meters, having stopped excavation due to accumulated minerals at the surface.

Upon landing.

Light flashed.

Every time.

Thousands of tons of ore vanished.