After the arrival of the three goddesses, they cut off Zhou Qingfeng's business ties with Abyss and Purgatory, and required him to trade with the seven agreed upon goddesses in the future, whether it was soul crystals or the power of faith.
The power of faith possessed by Zhou Qingfeng is as deep as the sea, but it is large and complex, and most of it is full of selfish thoughts, greed, jealousy and hatred. To put it bluntly, it is impure in quality.
Three items, the Magic Computer, the Gate of True Knowledge, and the Tears of the Emperor, were merged into the Altar of Faith. The seven goddesses reached an agreement to take what they needed from Zhou Qingfeng, purify their faith, and then give back.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't know before that the chaotic power of faith in him was like a great tonic for the evil deity. Medeisi was a chaotic demon after all, and she had tricked him hard this time.
After the goddesses left, the war between Zhou Qingfeng and the Banshee Castle also came to an end.
The appearance of the six-tube 'Gatling' scared Bishop's nobles to death. Without the intervention of higher-end combat forces, they would never come back again.
Adrian stayed near Dense Fog Town and continued to train "freedom fighters". Zhou Qingfeng was unable to go south, so he could only pick up the pieces and return to Cold Wind City. He planned to set up collective farms and increase productivity.
The war in the North came to an end for the time being, and Zhou Qingfeng turned his attention back to reality. He was fighting in another world and would also return to the real world every day.
The time of 1991 has passed from September to December. On the 25th of that month, Mao Xiong officially disbanded.
Although the disintegration of the Alliance has long been doomed, when the red flag with the sickle and the hammer is lowered from the Red Square in the night, the whole world should observe a moment of silence.
No matter how future generations comment, this ended country is indeed great.
From the point of view of the furry bear, it has created many miracles in the world.
In the history of human civilization, it is different from the past bureaucratic structure composed of aristocrats, plutocrats, and a small number of hereditary elites. It used cruel means to cleanse the old ruling class and established a system that allowed ordinary workers to take control of state power.
It's a pity that the furry bear corrupted itself and it couldn't survive.
"Whoever does not regret the disintegration of the Alliance has no conscience; whoever wants to resurrect the Alliance has no brains."
In the Nikolskaya Hotel in Moscow, Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of the TV, looking at the red flag floating down during the live broadcast, and muttered.
The TV set was placed in the hotel's Malevich conference hall, and the conference hall that could seat more than a dozen people was booked to serve as the Holy Light's office in Moscow.
In front of the TV, whether it was Lin Wan, Gong Wei, Ma Keshi, or the former director of the ministry Ma Qianshan, all the 'Holy Light' staff were quietly looking at the red flag fluttering in the cold wind.
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If it falls, it will never rise again.
The atmosphere in the conference hall was very solemn. No matter who it was, it felt uncomfortable.
For example, Director Ma Qianshan, who was previously responsible for industrial layout and planning in the ministry, proposed to Zhou Qingfeng to establish a party branch within the ‘Holy Light’ to strengthen belief and management.
This sophisticated, mature and adaptable man has been busy poaching everywhere since he arrived in Moscow. He was sitting at the table in the conference room, dumbfounded.
The eldest brother died so miserably that the second brother was afraid!
Domestic reforms are in the most difficult period. Everyone is inexperienced and there are many chaos. Faced with difficulties, many people radically want to copy the Western system, and many want to go back to the past and be a coward.
Eagle Sauce is now incredibly powerful. It is the first global empire in human history. Compared with it, any country has an order of magnitude strength gap. It can conquer the world by itself.
When the red flag fell, even a veteran like Ma Qianshan was dumbfounded, let alone others. The historical event was right in front of us, and the Red Square was less than one kilometer away from the hotel where we were staying.
Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and turned off the TV, clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay, don't be so depressed. Don't worry, the sun will continue to rise tomorrow."
You will soon find that the earth still rotates, and humans still have to survive. When dawn comes, everyone still has to get up and worry about food and clothing. This is an opportunity for us, an opportunity.
If the bear is dead, what does it have to do with us? We have to continue to develop and make money.
Moscow has a population of nearly 10 million, and just meeting the needs of these people is enough for us. The Davaris lack staple food, tobacco and alcohol, clothing, and everything else they should have.
Now the temperature outside has dropped to minus ten degrees, and it's freezing and snowing. The city is in chaos, shouldn't we think of a way?
Ma Qianshan, I remember you said yesterday that some faculty and staff at Moscow State University cut off the heating supply and their dormitories were as cold as ice cellars?
I know it’s not easy to find bad scientists. After all, we are now even poorer than Mao Zi. People only see Europe and the United States, and they don’t look down on us even when they go to Nan Bang’s house.
It's okay to contact Mao Zi and ask them to accept our international students. There are so many universities in Mao Zi's family and dozens of special training courses. It shouldn't be difficult.
Mathematics, physics, chemistry, these basic subjects are unified all over the world.
There are less than 3 million applicants for our domestic colleges and universities this year, and the enrollment is only 620,000. How can a country with a population of one billion only recruit so few people?
Domestic universities are not capable enough, so we can let Maozi help us train students. We provide food, accommodation, tuition and employment. Isn’t it a big deal to send thousands here every year?
Shouldn't Mao Zi happily accept the materials and tickets we give, educate the students we send here, and introduce a few classmates to each of them to supervise their studies and promote friendship?"
Zhou Qingfeng banged the table. He couldn't tell the people in front of him about the future. He could only talk about the present, about food, clothing, housing and transportation.
As long as a person lives for a day, he will consume. The Mao market is empty. How can it be possible to meet the needs of nearly 10 million people in the city with only two or three international trains a week? How can it be possible to allow domestic factories to operate at full capacity?
"We have to find a way to open sea transportation. From Guangzhou or Shanghai to Leningrad, a ship can carry thousands of containers, and its transport capacity is hundreds of times that of a train.
This not only facilitates the transportation of light industrial goods, but also facilitates the transportation of heavy industrial goods. Otherwise, if the tens of thousands of trucks we have contacted so far are transported by rail, how long will it take to transport them?"
Ocean shipping is slow, but the shipping volume is large and the freight is cheap.
"Hire more local people in Moscow, spend more money to solve local employment, and chat more with those new powerful people." Zhou Qingfeng turned to Gong Wei, "You have to travel more to make friends. The more friends you have, the better.
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Da Mao's house is very chaotic now, and it will become more and more chaotic.
When the 'Holy Light' does business in a foreign country, things like "eating and taking cards" are bound to happen. Zhou Qingfeng would rather give openly and feed all the worms that need to be fed, so as to prevent them from causing trouble behind the scenes and causing greater losses.
After being spurred in this way, everyone in the conference hall regained some energy and morale, and began to be busy again.
Zhou Qingfeng wanted to go back to his room to rest, but Marco Shi answered the phone, stopped him and said: "Boss, General Chechevatov has sent someone here."