Business Empire: Start with a Helping System

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On a night with a sparse moon and stars, the silver glow falls on the land of Dr. Niuer, like a veil covering the entire country.

Wang Hua is wearing a white robe, like a messenger sent by God in a fairy tale.

He walked carefully in the dark night, his eyes focused and bright, as if chasing the invisible light.

Every step Wang Hua takes will land on a different eaves.

His figure seemed to be integrated with the water waves. Every time he took a step, the place far in front of him would be distorted, and his surroundings would also be distorted.

Then Wang Hua turned around like a flower in the mirror or the moon in the water and came to a very far away place.

Complete a light leap in space.

Finally, Wang Hua stopped on the roof of a large shopping mall building.

His gaze swept across the metropolis where laser lights were shining and noises were constantly coming.

Wang Hua's eyes gradually became sharper, like a sword lingering in the dawn, like a investigator, constantly retrieving the information in front of him.

——Open the physics engine.

——Retrieve light pollution data for the entire country.

[Monitoring information, please wait...]

In the invisible space, golden lines emerged out of thin air. They intertwined and penetrated in the sky, like the most sophisticated instruments, recording precious data based on the distribution of Dr. Niuer's sky refractive index.

After about five minutes.

[The test has been completed, please check the results. 】

In Wang Hua's sight, a magnificent picture appeared, which had been reduced countless times.

It was a light pollution distribution map of Dr. Niuer's country that was finally collected through continuous observation and collection by the physics engine.

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The map reveals the extent of light pollution in the country, combining science and art to present a grand yet detailed picture.

Looking up at the sky, Wang Hua's eyes shone with the light of wisdom.

He found that the light pollution in the heart of the country was so serious that it was like a scorching flame. Under the lights of high-rise buildings, the stars are eclipsed, making it difficult for people to appreciate the vastness of the universe.

However, in most of the outermost areas, there is almost no light pollution.

The night sky there is clear and quiet, and the stars are bright, like endless gems scattered in the night. That area has become a pure land in the darkness, allowing people to marvel at the greatness of nature and the mystery of the universe.

Wang Hua is immersed in this scientific world, with clear logic and thoughtful thinking.

It's not that he is opposed to light pollution. Probably in the near future, the Starry Sky Project will also spread here. Viaducts will still be vigorously constructed here, and curtains that intercept the sky will be vigorously constructed to reduce light pollution.

Moreover, he is very clear that the impact of light pollution on humans and nature is profound. It not only disrupts the biological rhythms of living things, but also blocks the wonderful moment of admiring the stars.

The results of his previous research, the Starry Sky Project, will help draw attention to the problem of light pollution and take appropriate measures to protect the purity of the starry sky.

However, these are not the key to Wang Hua's doubts.

——Open the physics engine.

——Construct a new coordinate.

Following the outline of Wang Hua's fingers, he finally determined the direction, then stepped forward and stepped directly into the insect gate.

The figure gradually blurred and twisted, disappearing under the night sky.

When he reappeared, Wang Hua was already standing at the edge of the area without light pollution.

He felt the grandeur and tranquility of nature. In this quiet night, his thoughts were wandering, exploring the unknown areas of science.

On a night with a sparse moon and stars, Wang Hua used a physics engine to draw a light pollution distribution map in Dr. Niuer's country. Although it did not pave the way for a bright and clean night sky, it was of great significance.

The night wind blew his hair gently, and the stars were dotted like the hope and pursuit in his heart.

Wang Hua takes firm steps and continues to move forward. He will work hard for a bright and clean future, for an area without light pollution, and for the prosperity and harmony of Dr. Niuer's country.

Wang Hua knows that realizing this great vision requires the participation and support of more people.

On a night with a thin moon and stars, Wang Hua and Dr. Niu Er's country's fate are closely linked.

He knows that only through the joint efforts of science, culture and humanities can we create a better future, where everyone can look up at the stars under the clear night sky and feel the magnificence of the universe and the infinite possibilities of life.

The moonlight shone on him, and he felt the magic of nature.

In this night of intertwined light and shadow, Wang Hua's eyes are firm and bright. He will continue to fight for the bright future of Dr. Niuer's country, for the area without light pollution, and for the beauty of the night sky to exist forever.

A balance must be found between development and light pollution.

He knows that only unremitting efforts and wisdom can pave a beautiful road in this star-studded world.

As Wang Hua continued to walk, his figure moved in different places.

Wang Hua's original enthusiasm and sense of mission were constantly extinguished as if being baptized by heavy rain.

In the past, Dr. Niuer was still a country like a small villa, with an ancient history and a poor life.

But now, it seems like a city that never sleeps, with tall buildings standing there.

It can be said that this is an inevitable rule.

The prosperity of a city can actually be seen from the degree of light pollution.

However, this is not what Wang Hua imagined.

The plan he made originally started from improving the lives of civilians and rural areas, so it stands to reason that the distribution of light pollution should be similar.

But current observational data points to one result: Dr. Niuer's country is still very polarized in terms of wealth.

Wang Hua's footsteps seemed to be able to penetrate through the eaves and buildings at will. With every step he took, Wang Hua's figure would appear beyond the original distance, spanning hundreds or even thousands of meters.

"Why is there still so much poverty here..."

Wang Hua frowned tightly.

There was no light anywhere as far as the eye could see, and the entire area was shrouded in endless darkness, like a dark realm traveling in the dark night.

Wang Hua couldn't bear this result, and he planned to find a way out on his own.

——Open the physics engine.

——Change its own gravity.

Following some special opportunity, the surrounding air was turbulent, as if a switch somewhere was turned on.

The direction of the wind changed, and the birds that were taking off suddenly jumped into the air, unable to control their balance. The leaves that were about to fall slowly floated up.

This scene is strange and full of beauty.

Wang Hua's footsteps gradually left the ground, his figure gradually became suspended in the air, and then floated towards the sky above the city.

The higher you go up, the stronger the wind becomes, and at the same time, the temperature drops seriously.

There was no trace of panic or pain in Wang Hua's eyes.

With physical fitness and willpower that surpass ordinary people, Wang Hua is not afraid of such bad weather at all.

After breaking through three thousand meters, Wang Hua's body was already covered with a thick layer of frost.

But Wang Hua didn't seem to care at all. Through his pair of god-like eyes that could penetrate heaven and earth, Wang Hua kept scanning the scene below.

The next scene is something Wang Hua will never forget.

Completely shocked.

What comes into view is a magnificent city wall, towering and majestic, dividing the city like a natural chasm.

Above the city wall is a bustling city with bright lights and brilliant lights. Celebrities in the city enjoy the nightlife of the busy city under the cover of darkness, showing off their luxury and prosperity, driving their luxury cars in a constant hustle and bustle.

However, the scene outside the city walls is completely different. Peasants who are clothed in civilian clothes are constantly operating food production machines in hard work. Their eyes are tired and vicissitudes of life, and the endless labor and hardship have left obvious traces on their bodies. They braved the cold moonlight and worked hard to provide a steady stream of food and materials for the prosperity of the city.

The huge city wall became the boundary of the city, completely separating the luxury inside the city from the hard work outside the city. The wealth and prosperity within the city seem to be in sharp contrast to the poverty and toil outside the city.

The city wall became the intersection of two worlds, with the bustle of laughter and laughter, the silence of farmland and the bitterness of work.

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Wang Hua was wearing a white robe, like a noble immortal, and his figure slowly stepped into this area.

In front of a huge door in the wide area, there were men armed with guns and wearing special uniforms, with ferocious expressions on their faces.

Wang Hua's heart had sunk to the bottom, but he did not take action immediately, but took steps forward.

The empty space in front of him suddenly became distorted, like a huge whirlpool that could suck people's eyes into it.

In an instant, Wang Hua's figure was inexplicably swallowed up.

Then he flashed directly into the huge factory without alerting the soldiers outside.

Came to this factory.

Wang Hua looked around at the scene in front of him. The ground was made of cement, and on the ceiling, there were bright lights of different shapes, lighting up the surrounding space.

Moving forward, there are large areas of farmland and various modern machines, and those machines were made by him.

This is his aid to the country of New Zealand.

In the shadow of high-tech grain production machines, old farmers seem to have become silent puppets, being manipulated to tirelessly operate the instruments. Their tired figures wandered among the farmland, but there was no light in their eyes, only exhaustion.

These old farmers were deprived of the right to choose and became oppressed slaves. They could only exchange for food and clothing by completing designated tasks.

The roar of machines echoed in the farmland. Those high-tech equipment were like roaring beasts, but the old farmers were like helpless lambs, having to obey their rhythm.

Their fingers danced on the cold control panel, their bodies bent, drained of the last bit of strength. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, but they could not get the slightest breath because the task was not completed yet.

The fate of these old farmers seems to be closely linked to those high-tech grain production machines.

They have become appendages of the machine. Only by obeying and executing mechanically can they maintain a meager livelihood. Every day, they are forced to run around the farmland like aimless ants with no time to think and pursue a better life.

It can be called a modern slave.

Wang Hua's heart has become cold. He really didn't expect that in the bustling, noisy and prosperous area outside Doctor Niu'er, there would be such a dark place.

"Why are you still working at this point?" Wang Hua asked an old farmer, but the old farmer was working conscientiously and seemed to have not heard of it.

Wang Hua fell silent and did not interrupt further.

He didn't think it was like working three shifts.

Because on the face of this old farmer, he could not see the slightest relief when he first went to work, only the tiredness of his body after a day's work.

Wang Hua was wandering around casually. No one paid attention to his arrival. They were all like mechanized parts, doing the work at hand. If he couldn't finish it, he might face the risk of running out of food. He would go without food several times in a row. Food can only lead to its own destruction.

We came to a marginal area, where there was only one old farmer working.

He was wearing a peasant hat, his skin was wrinkled as if on cracked cement floor, and he was wearing tattered cloth clothes that exuded a sour smell.

Obviously, working all day long, he had no time to take care of himself, rest, or even take a shower.

"Take a step to speak."

Wang Hua gently patted the shoulder of one of the old farmers.

The old farmer was completely unaware that someone was filming him.

Wang Hua frowned and felt a little overwhelmed for a moment. These old farmers had obviously hypnotized themselves and fell into their own little world.

His rash action at this time would definitely not affect these old farmers.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Hua's eyes became sharp.

——Open the physics engine.

——Construct a piece of text on the retina of this old farmer.

Wang Hua used a physics engine to display a text directly on the old farmer's retina.

"Please look at me, I am here to save you."

The old farmer didn't notice it at first, but when Wang Hua turned the text into blood and started to flash, the old farmer finally realized what happened.

He looked at the man next to him in a white coat with some horror. He looked pretty and out of place, like an immortal.

"You, who are you..."

The old farmer couldn't help but trembled.

"My name is Wang Hua, the richest man in the world, and the man who once helped Dr. Niuer transform the country."

"God, he's finally here!"

The old farmer's knees trembled and he was about to kneel on the ground. Wang Hua used both hands to forcefully hold the old farmer back.

"I'm not God, I'm just a person who wants to help you. Can you tell me what happened..."

Wang Hua said.

The old farmer hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to believe in the man in front of him because of Wang Hua's wonderful ability that he couldn't understand.

In particular, the man in front of him had clear eyes, without any trace of turbidity.

There is no impatience and greed in front of those managers.

"We were originally a village in the small country of Doctor Niu'er. Our village has realized modern production. Our machines are all over the farmland and can produce food as quickly as possible. I don't know how many times faster than before... "

“We had a great harvest and had wealth that we had only dreamed of before…but.”

When the old farmer said this, his eyes couldn't help but become silent, with a hint of fear in them.

"There were some men in black uniforms and armed with guns. They drove tanks and armored vehicles and broke into our farmland. Then they used force to coerce us and detained us... We farmers did not Afraid, we only compromise temporarily.”

"Because we believe that those thugs will be punished by law, and the officials of this country will protect us and rescue us."

Wang Hua couldn't help but nodded, and then said: "Then what? What happened next?"

"And... no one came to save us."

The old farmer said quietly, his tone gradually becoming full of anger.

"It wasn't until later that we heard some gossip that it turned out that the thugs who brought us here were actually arranged by the government... This country is completely corrupt!"

When Wang Hua heard this, he gradually felt a little discouraged.

I really didn’t expect that something like this would happen in Dr. Niuer’s land.

Such a large-scale suppression, coupled with such suddenness and meticulousness, one can imagine that it must have been planned for a long time.

What the old farmer said gradually came into line with Wang Hua's thoughts about Dr. Niuer's sudden change of senior management.

"After that, an official came here and told us how we could survive in this factory."

"All food produced by cultivation must pay taxes, and the proportion of taxes accounts for 99.9%."

"If we want to feed ourselves, we have to produce a hundred times more food."

A wry smile appeared on the old farmer's face.

When Wang Hua heard this, his eyes were already spitting fire.

No reason! !

"Will you trust me?"

Mulsa nodded continuously like a chicken pecking at rice, expressing his trust in Wang Hua.

"Follow me, please."

Mulsa followed Wang Hua to the center of this area.

Then, Wang Hua shouted loudly: "My name is Wang Hua, and I am Dr. Niu'er's original sponsor. I already know about your enslavement. Please don't worry, I will deal with you."

Wang Hua said calmly, like a real savior.

The farmers who were working around them all raised their heads when they heard this.

"Savior, the savior is here!!"

"Oh my god, God is really eye-opening!"

"We've finally waited for this day!"

Many farmers had tears in their eyes, some with tears in their eyes, but some farmers did not move at all. They were still carrying out their work. They did not think that the strange man in front of them could save them from here.

"Whoever believes in me, please follow me."

Wang Hua said, and immediately, the farmers came to Wang Hua one after another and stood up in line.