Chapter 631

Chapter 631: The Driver

Lin Jiang’s mansion in Haigang City was very big, with over three thousand acres of land. It had around ten buildings, including swimming pools, golf courses, and gardens.

However, Lin Jiang seldom visited these places. His desire for material enjoyment was decreasing, to the point where he had no need for it. For example, when it came to eating, he was satisfied with simple meals to fill his stomach. He didn’t care about fancy ingredients. It was his bodyguards, secretary, and some maids who enjoyed these luxuries.

In the year 6049 of the Xia calendar, Lin Jiang built an exhibition hall in the estate to display some high-tech products, especially replicated fighter jets, spaceship cockpits, all replicated one-to-one. Lin Jiang hired people to teach him how to fly various types of aircraft and spaceships.

Currently, he was just learning, but in the future, Lin Jiang planned to pilot them himself. Perhaps he had a dream of piloting a spaceship and traveling through space.

Chen Yuanhua was also learning alongside Lin Jiang. He had a middle-aged man named Wu Jiang by his side, who was preparing to take over Chen Yuanhua’s position. Wu Jiang was Chen Yuanhua’s apprentice and adopted son.

Chen Yuanhua’s own son was not capable of being Lin Jiang’s chief bodyguard, so he had to look for someone else. Wu Jiang stood out among many candidates for being intelligent, competent, and composed.

After a few more years of learning with Chen Yuanhua, Wu Jiang would be ready to fully replace him. Chen Yuanhua could then retire.

"How is Old Chen doing?"

"You know my dad, he’s doing well at Dawn Sanatorium, looking like he could live another twenty years. I went to see him, boasting to a group of wealthy people."

"Well, that’s great!"

"Well, those wealthy people resting inside, some of them used to be his enemies, they even fought each other."

"Hmm, old men over a hundred years old fighting, the caregivers and doctors must be troubled."

"Almost, anyway my dad won’t lose."

Chen Yuanhua grimaced, his dad was a Martial Saint, although his strength had declined to one-tenth of what it used to be, he could still handle three to five strong men without a problem. He was more concerned about the old men fighting with his dad, if someone got hurt, he didn’t know if his dad’s retirement pension would be enough for compensation.

"I’ve learned enough today, you guys play by yourselves, be careful not to damage anything, especially this test machine with two small targets."

Lin Jiang waved his hand. This control room was designed like a real spaceship cockpit. Two small targets were spent on it, very fragile and easily breakable.

Lin Jiang studied for almost a year, learning everything once. Later, he went for hands-on practice, flying all kinds of helicopters, airplanes, and fighter jets for a full hundred hours.

This process kept Chen Yuanhua and Wu Jiang very busy. They did a lot of work to ensure the safety of the whole process.

The practical operation and piloting of the spacecraft is not possible, this skill is very rare. If Lin Jiang were to go there, he wouldn’t be able to hide his identity, which could easily lead to some risky situations.

So, Lin Jiang studied various special vehicles again, including different types of tanks, armored vehicles, and even submarines. After all this busy work, the time has come to the year six thousand and fifty-two on the Xia calendar.

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Zhou Liao, Aerospace Base

Zhou Bang stationed here as a training instructor, responsible for the training of astronauts. Everyone knows that space is very dangerous, and astronauts need to have strong physical and mental qualities.

Therefore, martial arts is a necessary subject for astronauts, as warriors have obvious advantages over ordinary people in terms of strength, reaction time, and speed.

However, for astronauts, martial arts is a very difficult thing. They have too much to learn, and human energy is limited. Even if they are rare geniuses, it’s hard to excel in everything.

So, previous astronauts found it difficult to break through in martial arts, often stuck between hidden power and transforming power.

But now Zhou Liao appears, and has made a great breakthrough in refining body-strengthening medicines, so the martial arts level of these astronauts has also greatly improved. Without reaching a certain level of martial arts, they cannot reach the sky.

"Teacher Zhou, I want to inject medicine type three."

One day, Zhou Bang finished work and was about to leave when suddenly a space student approached him, saying he wanted to inject medicine type three.

Astronauts inject a body-strengthening medicine every two weeks to improve their physical fitness, which is the research of Zhou Liao.

The medicine is divided into three types. The first type is a normal refining medicine, safe and gentle, with no side effects, but slow in enhancement speed. The second type is an enhanced version of the first type, faster, with slight side effects. The third type is similar to the medication over at Qingyun, with great effects and great side effects.

Generally, space bases don’t allow the use of the third type of medicine because training astronauts comes at a great cost, and the training cost is extremely high.

However, these genetic medicines are not universal. The effect depends on individual physical fitness. Some people can improve by ten percent with one injection, while others may need three or five injections, or even risk their lives without much improvement.

Therefore, the space base also allows individuals to take risks to complete urgent tasks by sacrificing themselves.

"Your words don’t count. Let your supervisor come to see me tomorrow, but I advise you not to do this. You still have a chance."

"Instructor Zhou, I don’t have the same opportunities as those in the team who come from wealthy families and had special training and medication since they were young. I come from a poor neighborhood."

"See you tomorrow."

Zhou Bang didn’t let him finish and left right away.

When he got back home, his family was waiting. The Zhou family was not just three of them anymore. They had over thirty people now. Zhou Bang and his wife Li He had five children – three sons and two daughters. The rest of the people were born to other women that Zhou Bang had relationships with.

In modern society, there is a law allowing only one spouse. Though some wealthy people can find ways around it, Zhou Bang respected Li He and didn’t bring anyone else home. He used other ways to have children without involving other women.

To uphold their family’s honor, they had a weekly family dinner that had been going on for many years.

After dinner, Zhou Bang called Li He and their eldest son Zhou Sheng to the study.

"Zhou Sheng, how is the business at your company?"

Zhou Bang asked. Zhou Sheng had recently graduated from university, and Zhou Bang had given him a lot of businesses. Thanks to the strict upbringing, Zhou Sheng was much more composed than others his age.

"Now I have completely taken charge, relying on my father’s connections to barely get by with some help from influential families."

"Don’t worry, for now we benefit from their help, but eventually they will depend on us."

"Father, I understand, I know what to do."

"Good to hear, the prosperity of our family doesn’t come overnight, but through generations. You are not young anymore, you must get married this year, the other party doesn’t need to offer much support, just have children."

"Father, I am not just a tool for reproduction, why don’t you make an effort yourself?"

"Zhou Sheng, watch how you speak."

Li He scolded, Zhou Sheng shrunk back, afraid to say another word.

"Li He, let it go, Zhou Sheng didn’t experience our era, he doesn’t understand the essence of it."

Zhou Bang waved his hand, saying, one key to the family’s strength is to have many children. With more children, there is a greater chance of producing a genius. It’s better to be selective, if only one child is born and turns out to be useless, are we really destined to be wealthy for only three generations?

"Be careful, son."

Li He glared at her eldest son, who looked a bit hesitant and didn’t dare to speak after not being scolded for a long time.

"This time I intervened with the space agency and successfully infiltrated Zhou Liao’s military system. There is room for us to operate here. The military has many retired soldiers who are still very capable. Zhou Sheng, you should establish a company specifically to recruit some retired soldiers and officers."

"Dad, why should we recruit them?"

"Even if we keep them around for nothing, it won’t be a loss. I will need them in the future. We need to set up early, move towards the conglomerate. What is a conglomerate? It’s similar to what you think of as a clan. We need loyal followers."

"I understand, Dad. It’s about having their descendants work in our company, creating psychological dependence and inertia, it’s like the ancient way of raising loyal soldiers."

"That’s close to what it means. Conglomerates are also built up step by step like this."

Zhou Bang nodded, he understood. This time he intervened with the space agency, which is under the Military Department. He had dealt with many military personnel and knew that in this peaceful era, talents in the military were seriously wasted. Many talented individuals without connections were not being valued or promoted.

So he wanted to take this opportunity to gather a group of talented individuals. This was much faster than personally developing them. Once these talents were in his hands, he would naturally have ways to make them loyal to him, laying the foundation for the conglomerate.

"Dad, I understand."

Zhou Sheng nodded, feeling excited. He was used to hanging out with rich and powerful friends since he was young, even interacting with the top second-generation wealthy kids like Zhou Liao. However, in that circle, he was at the bottom, so he couldn’t help but feel ambitious.

Now, the things his dad was doing were paving the way for him. Just the thought of one day having the chance to be on equal footing with those top-tier circle members, perhaps even surpassing them, made him ecstatic.