I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 1439: He Belongs To The World

In the waiting room below the elevator.

“How is your recovery coming?” At the entrance of the elevator, Hong Zewei nonchalantly asked.

“I have almost recovered,” Dr. Amos smiled, in a relaxed state, he said, “and I prefer to call it ‘instinct resuscitation’ rather than illness, which can be eliminated after a certain amount of adaptive training. It’s not a particularly serious illness.”

“Instinct resuscitation.”

“Yes, when Gaia gave us their memory, they also accidentally gave us their own behaviors and habits,” Dr. Amos continued. “The Flower of Memory interferes not only with our cerebral cortex and hippocampus, but at the same time, it also has a radiative effect on other parts of the brain. Such results are excusable. After all, they cannot predict the species that will take over their heritage in the future, and their brain structure. Moreover, when I was leading the researchers to collect the data in our memory, I noticed a special phenomenon.”

“What phenomenon?” Hong Zewei was surprised by the finding.

“In all the materials from billions of years ago, there is no detailed record of the ‘Flower of Memory’, but rather, they wasted a lot of time on irrelevant details. I have a bold suspicion that perhaps they didn’t invent the ‘Flower of Memory’, therefore they couldn’t even determine its impact.”

“They didn’t create the ‘Flower of Memory’?” Hong Zewei smiled, “Who else could have created it? Could it be another higher civilization?”

“Perhaps,” Amos smiled, “Of course, everything is just my inference. After all, everything we see is always just the tip of the iceberg relative to the entire universe.”

Just as the two chatted, the announcement of boarding the elevator sounded in the waiting room.

“It’s almost time, have a safe journey,” Hong Zewei said, “I’ll say my farewells here.”

“You also take care.” Dr. Amos smiled.

As the announcement sounded, the people waiting in the waiting room went to the boarding escalator one after another, then they walked into their respective cabins according to their numbers. Soon more than two hundred people entered the elevator cabins shaped like a train in the space elevator track.

Guided by a series of lights that turned on sequentially, the elevator cabins slowly accelerated towards the egg-yolk-colored sky.

Dr. Amos gazed down at the desert slowly disappearing from his vision and the Mars colony that shrunk into a dot. He felt emotional and excited at the same time.

He would return to Earth soon, with over two hundred researchers who accepted the heritage of the Gaia civilization.

He believed that the knowledge stored in his brain was destined to bring earth-shaking changes to the world.

...

Sunday, early morning.

In the office of the mansion, Jiang Chen met the Harvard Professor – Frank Dobbin.

The old man over sixty years old looked much younger than his actual age. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that he still traveled around the world for research and seminars. Unlike most scholars in the same field that focused on a large number of journals and add to the conclusions of their predecessors, he advocated for in-person research and the use of scientific means for his research topics.

It was precisely because of this trait that Frank Dobbin had generated countless ground-breaking views in the field of social economics, backed with factual arguments. It was also the reason why his works were regarded as classics by academia.

“Hello, Mr. Jiang.”

After they met, Frank Dobbin extended his right hand first.

After Jiang Chen shook his hand, he smiled and nodded.

“Hello.”

“You are now a renowned man around the world. It’s my honor to be able to interview you.” After Frank Dobbin let go of his hand, he smiled, then said, “Since last year, I have been studying how Celestial Trade can stand out among the hundreds of millions of companies around the world.”

“Have you found anything in your research?” Jiang Chen laughed.

“I regret not,” Frank Dobbin shook his head, and said in a relaxed tone, “That’s why I am visiting you today. Thank you again for taking time out of your busy schedule.”

“No worries, I may not be able to help you much with academics,” Jiang Chen smiled, “I may only say one thing about the rise of Celestial Trade and that is we are just standing on the shoulders of giants.”

“The shoulders of giants? Is there any company in the world that is strong enough to provide you with shoulders?” Frank Dobbin laughed.

“One hundred and seventy large and medium-sized research institutes covering the nine islands of Xin, as well as 4,371 scientific researchers in different fields. They are all giants we rely on,” Jiang Chen said, “There can be many giants.”

The true giant was a huge technological heritage from another world, but obviously, he could not share this.

“So, do you attribute the achievements of Celestial Trade to the progress made in natural science and applied science?” Frank Dobbin asked.

After he thought for a moment, Jiang Chen nodded.

“Yes.”

“What do you think of the future of Xin?” With the same smile, Frank Dobbin said as he took out a cut piece of newspaper from the bag he carried with him, “Wall Street Journal from December 21st, 2020. Did you read this article?”

“Of course,” Jiang Chen said with a smile, “I can only say that it is well written, although this will never happen.”

“Oh?” Frank Dobbin asked seriously, “What makes you so confident that this day will never come?”

“Because the future has a large enough space, I am convinced of this,” Jiang Chen smiled, “Rather than squeezing surplus value from poor people, we are more inclined to expand outward, such as asteroid mining and outer space colonization. In the future, there will be enough land to absorb the surplus population and enough jobs to absorb the surplus labor. We only need to use the leading position in the industries to control the pace of expansion. The dystopia world described in Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451 will never happen in Xin.”

Jiang Chen used an inciting tone to vividly describe to Frank Dobbin about the future of Xin and Celestial Trade in his perspective. He had given similar speeches many times at internal meetings and at press conferences, and even if he did not prepare a script, he could easily deliver the speech.

Frank Dobbin was dumbfounded as he listened to the speech that he even forgot to move the pen on his notebook.

Although the topic had digressed, Jiang Chen’s answer solved all the confusion he had after he read that article.

Perhaps Jiang Chen, who gave this speech, didn’t realize it himself, but from the perspective of a researcher, Frank Dobbin gained a deeper understanding of Celestial Trade, and the “Xin Model” familiar to every social science scholar.

Although he was only halfway through the questions he had prepared, he already felt the trip was worthwhile

Many years later, Frank Dobbin wrote in his memoir.

“I have visited many great people in my life, from the first black president of the UA to the warlord of a dictatorship in Africa. If you were to ask me who had the deepest impression on me, it would undoubtedly be the President of Celestial Trade, Jiang Chen, the richest man in the world. I have spent ten pages in ‘Introduction to Society and Economy in the New Era – Xin’ on everything about him, and my personal evaluation. Just to ensure that there is no misunderstanding by the future generations, my memoir is also sponsored by Celestial Trade.”

“...Since then, I have made bold predictions in my new book. This great man not only belongs to Xin, but he belongs to the entire world.”