Chapter 292 Wealth Code
Nuclear waste refers to the nuclear ash left over after nuclear material is burned in a nuclear reactor (atomic furnace). After processing to recover usable nuclear materials such as plutonium 239, the remaining uranium-238 and other waste has no recycling value and is radioactive.
The radioactivity of nuclear waste cannot be eliminated by general physical, chemical and biological methods, but can only be reduced by the decay of the radioactive nuclides themselves.
How long is this decay period?
Thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years...
The disposal of nuclear waste is a global problem for all countries on Earth that rely on the nuclear industry. Whether it is buried deep on land or packaged in metal cans and thrown into the seabed below 4,000 meters in selected sea areas, there is a risk of leakage.
The United States has spent tens of billions of dollars on nuclear waste disposal, while China is much more economical. The cost of a high-level nuclear waste disposal repository is also tens of billions of RMB...
Even with such a huge investment, there is still no complete permanent waste storage facility on Earth.
For Yang Qiu, this is a business that can earn him millions of dollars, and not doing it would mean a huge loss!
While browsing the dazzling product catalog on the official website of the Huaxia Machinery Factory, he was thinking about this deal!
The problem is that throwing garbage into the dimensional demon world casually is risky.
If you throw garbage into the demon world in the dimension where the demon king lives, you never know when the demon king might lead his army to attack your home.
Throwing garbage into a dimension where there is no demon king for the time being, you never know when a demon king might show up and lead the entire demon world's army to attack your home...
After thinking about it, Yang Qiu remembered the old man once complained to him about the accidentally opened gate to the Demon Realm.
The Collapse Demon Realm, which will sooner or later become a part of the endless void, will never give birth to any monsters again. It is undoubtedly a special garbage dump.
The key lies only in...how to find this Collapse Demon World.
A black magician with an affinity for dark energy can vaguely sense the dimensional demonic world after breaking through to a high level, and can tear open the door to the demonic world from the material plane.
But even so, high-level black magicians cannot run to the unknown demon world at will. Usually, they will obtain the coordinates of a relatively safe dimensional demon world from their teachers or other high-level black magicians, and then travel through the dimensions.
After all... there are too many dimensional demon realms! There are ten ancient and stable demon realms alone, collectively known as the Ten Layers Demon Realm; there are countless large and small stable or unstable demon realms, more than the stars in the sky that can be seen in the material plane.
What's worse is that the dimensional demon world, whose plane barriers are far less stable than the material plane, is more easily invaded by the endless void...
If you run to a fallen demon world, cross the dimensional barrier and run into the arms of an ancient god, the scene will be too beautiful...
After borrowing the Lord of Fear plane, which had some connections with the black magicians of the material plane , to open a monster battlefield for the players, Yang Qiu tried to find dozens of dimensional demon realms, but still couldn't find a suitable place, so he had to give up the idea of opening a demon realm garbage dump.
Who would have thought that - just by going to the royal city to buy supplies, I would find the old man back!
After returning to Innadeli, Yang Qiu settled the old man in the City Lord's Mansion and ran to the City Hall to find Zhao Zhenzhen.
Zhao Zhenzhen, who had just returned from the battlefield of Odysseus's family, was a little depressed. Obviously, she was also shocked .
In the small room on the top floor of the City Hall, when Yang Qiu explained the situation like this, Zhao Zhenzhen's jaw dropped to the ground.
"——Is it safe?" This was the first question Zhao Zhenzhen asked after picking up the mandible.
The political commissar opposite was a tool man and also a financial sponsor who could pay. Yang Qiu was always very patient with the sponsor and explained in detail: "You can think of the dimensional demon world as a planet that is relatively close to the material plane. However, the environment on the demon world planet is extremely harsh and not suitable for human survival. Only monsters and the dead can stay there."
"Compared to the material plane where intelligent creatures live, the barriers of the dimensional demon world are not so complete. It is easy to be invaded by the void, and there is even a chance that it will be swallowed by the void black hole - well, you can also understand this void black hole as a cosmic black hole. Anyway, it is a symbol."
"Of course, no matter how incomplete the world barrier is, it is still a barrier after all, so it takes a long time for the void black hole to devour a dimensional demon world—"
"Wait." Zhao Zhenzhen tried to keep up with the train of thought, "What is the world barrier?"
"The power of rules." Yang Qiu thought for a moment and said, "There are no magic rules on Earth. The power of rules that absolutely prohibits magic and super-physical phenomena is the world barrier of Earth."
"You have investigated me and even deployed a troop not far from my residence, just to prevent me from causing trouble on Earth one day, right? This can actually save some trouble. My magic power cannot be restored on Earth, and my magic will be greatly restricted."
Zhao Zhenzhen is indeed a political worker. She was exposed in front of him without any embarrassment. Instead, she nodded slightly and said normally and naturally: "Please understand this. The country and the government are definitely not targeting you. Domestic security is the top priority. The expert group is just trying to eliminate all signs as much as possible. This is not something that can be avoided for personal reasons or face. It has nothing to do with trust or distrust. It is a necessary work step."
"I can understand." Yang Qiu waved his hand. The country is keeping a close watch on him because it is responsible to the people. His mother and sister are both Chinese citizens and beneficiaries. Of course he doesn't mind.
"Speaking of world barriers, in Chinese online novels, there are divisions of low-martial arts, high-martial arts, low-magic, and high-magic worlds. Using this logic, it can be understood that the more extraordinary and difficult it is for a low-martial arts or low-magic world to appear, the thicker the world barriers are, and the less likely it is to be invaded by unknown dangers."
"On Earth, even someone with strong perception like Ji Tang cannot see spirits. But in this world, even ordinary people can see ghosts."
Zhao Zhenzhen opened her mouth wide.
She came to this strange world named after the game and saw ghosts more than once.
She had seen many things scarier than ghosts.
"I see..." Zhao Zhenzhen wiped the non-existent cold sweat, "No wonder there are so many inexplicable dangers in this world."
She was also a witness when the players solved the incident of "Redwall Farm"!
Just discovering the existence of an object can lead to death. This is a huge shock to a staunch materialist!
"If the end of the extraordinary is compared to the abyss, then... the person who is closest to the power beyond the mundane is closer to the abyss. Compared to the earth, this world is very close to the abyss, and the dimensional demon world is even closer." Yang Qiu said with some emotion, "The people in this world have the opportunity to become extraordinary. I don't know whether to say it is lucky or unfortunate."
Zhao Zhenzhen thought for a while and said cautiously: "What will happen to this collapsed demon world after it is swallowed by the void black hole?"
"It will become part of the endless void." Yang Qiu answered readily.
Zhao Zhenzhen was silent for a while, and then said: "The half-life of nuclear waste is hundreds of thousands of years. If these abandoned nuclear wastes flow out..."
Yang Qiu couldn't help but smile: "'The end of all nothingness, the place of all horror, the end of all extinction' - this is how people in this world describe the void. Do you know why?"
Without waiting for Zhao Zhenzhen to speak, Yang Qiu answered his own question: "Because, that is a place where even the fallen ancient gods cannot escape."
Yang Qiu only used the power of the evil god to move a small amount of void air, and he was able to construct a "place" in the material plane that could materialize the shadows hidden deep in the souls of the indigenous people whose memories were borrowed.
Even the slightest breath of void could make Lee Gene, the diocesan bishop of the Gold Coin Church, feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
How terrifying is the void?
Even Yang Qiu himself couldn't describe it in detail.
It was difficult for Zhao Zhenzhen to understand these bizarre phenomena beyond her common sense from Yang Qiu's explanation, but she knew one thing - Lord Yang, a compatriot who could freely travel between different worlds and had unfathomable strength, was very confident about the safety of using the Collapsed Demon Realm as a permanent nuclear waste disposal site.
Safe enough, that's enough.
After all... nuclear industrial countries on Earth are trying every means to find safe ways to deal with nuclear waste. In addition to environmental issues, there is a more realistic problem - the worry that private institutions or certain international organizations will steal nuclear waste for terrorist attacks or political blackmail.
It is obviously unlikely that Lord Yang would use nuclear waste to threaten the Earthlings. The reason is very simple. If he wants to be a villain who blackmails the global government, judging from the means he has shown so far, he can do it without nuclear waste...
Zhao Zhenzhen did not give an immediate reply, but went offline to ask for instructions from her superiors.
Yang Qiu was not in a hurry. First, the old man still needed time to find the collapsed demon world. Second, the expert group certainly could not make the decision on such a big business. They had to wait for instructions from the upper level. They might have to hold many meetings and make many risk plans, no matter whether they were useful or not...
It's a bit troublesome, but it's all worth it.
Yang Qiu has great confidence in his motherland. China has always been a responsible country. Once the country recognizes the value of the Collapsed Demon Realm as a permanent waste storage, it will definitely not keep it to itself. It may even invite friends in the Global Village who have played well together...
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After completing an important task, Yang Qiu returned to the City Lord's Mansion feeling refreshed.
"Hey, you're back."
The old man, with his feet propped up on the coffee table and his upper body curled up in the sofa, greeted Yang Qiu happily. This guy really didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. He held the magazine subscribed by Yang Qiu in his arms, had an opened bag of potato chips and canned cashews on his stomach, and a cup of hot brewed milk tea at his feet.
Next to the milk tea was a glass of plum wine, a half-drunk bottle of happy water, and only the chocolate and beef jerky in the packaging bags, and only the empty bottles of syrupy bayberry and syrupy yellow peach...
"You're living a good life, are those undead really able to help you make money?" Kingsley Jean swallowed several cashews in one gulp, and threw potato chips into his mouth without chewing them. "It's really strange, I've summoned many undead, but how come those stupid things can't even clean the table?"
Yang Qiu: "...don't fall on the sofa, scum."
Then he took out a small notebook and wrote down all the snacks Kingsley had ruined in front of Kingsley...
"You have to keep an account for even this?!" Kingsley was shocked.
"There is no free lunch in the world. Didn't you even keep a record of how many slices of bread I ate per meal when I was an apprentice?" Yang Qiu ignored him and quickly took notes.
The cashews in Kingsley's mouth suddenly lost their fragrance...
"Don't worry, as long as you find the collapsed demon world again, paying the bill will be a small problem." Yang Qiu closed the account book and said generously, "There are two boxes of fresh grapes in the storage room upstairs, don't be polite to me."
"You want me to be polite when I have to pay for something!" Kingsley was almost vomiting.
Yang Qiu ignored him as usual and brought a clean tablecloth over: "If you want me to help you clean the coffee table you made dirty, you have to pay for the labor fee."
Kingsley put his feet down without saying a word, grabbed the tablecloth, and wiped the sugar water spilled on the coffee table himself, cursing.
Without waiting for Yang Qiu to speak, Kingsley cleaned up the potato chip crumbs on the sofa and the floor... He was afraid of this stingy disciple who was even more stingy than his teacher.
"How on earth did I teach you to be like this?!" Kingsley couldn't help but scold while mopping the floor.
"You have to ask yourself that." Yang Qiu watched the teacher work calmly.
While the master and disciple were engaged in their daily verbal battles, Yang Qiu suddenly sensed something, waved his hand and released his projection clone, asking the clone to open the door and walk out.
Kingsley looked at Yang Qiu in confusion, then walked to the window and looked out.
The projected clone stood in the courtyard for a while, and then a few undead walked into the city lord's mansion in a swagger.
Kingsley: “???”
"Old Yang, change your reputation!"
These undead walked up to the projection clone with familiarity, took off their backpacks, took out a bunch of magic residues, spider venom sacs, magic cores, magic crystals and other materials and handed them over.
The projection clone took the materials and sent the undead away without giving them anything.
Kingsley: “???”
The projected clone returned to the living room, handed the materials to Yang Qiu's real body who was sitting motionless on the sofa, and then went back to stand in the yard.
Kingsley just stared in amazement as his disciple casually and naturally put the pile of materials into the space prop...
Kingsley: “……???”
The old monster black magician who maintains the appearance has a big question mark in his little head.
"My undead is different from other people's undead." Yang Qiu said with a smile.
Before Kingsley could ask any more questions, another group of undead came to the door.
This time, what this larger group of undead "handed over" to the projected clone were not materials, but... gold coins, silver coins, and gold and silver jewelry commonly seen on men, including necklaces, rings, brooches, belt buckles, etc.
When Kingsley saw through the window the undead handing a small, heavy bag of gold and silver to his clone, his eyes and jaw almost dropped to the ground.
What was even more difficult for Kingsley to understand was that... the clone who accepted a pile of gold and silver coins only gave the undead a bag of copper coins!
It is still the kind of copper coin that is made entirely of alloy with a pitifully low copper content. Only the workmanship can be said to be fine, but it definitely cannot be circulated on the market!
"It's just the spoils my undead captured when they were fighting for the Odysseus family." Yang Qiu explained calmly.
Kingsley: “…”
"Is there any special technique to summon the undead spirits that can make money?" Kingsley asked his disciple sincerely.
Yang Qiu was also very sincere: "This question is very expensive, are you sure you want to consult?"
"——How did you grow up like this?!" Kingsley was furious.
Yang Qiu still didn't care about his reaction... Anyway, if Kingsley really dared to ask, he would really dare to quote a price that Kingsley could not afford until his death.
Ignoring the old man who was still destroying the snacks in anger, Yang Qiu immersed his mind into the imprint matrix and, through the azalea badge worn by Phoenix's secretary, Miss Linda, openly spied on the progress of the peace talks between the Odysseus family and Lionel's negotiation team.
The important crown prince is in the hands of others, and Lionel's side has almost no ability to resist. As long as the conditions proposed by Odysseus and his daughter are not too excessive, they will not be able to refuse. Of course, Odysseus and his daughter are also self-aware people, and did not put forward demands that exceed the other party's bottom line, which made the peace talks go quite smoothly.
The Odysseus family demanded the return of their territory and people, and demanded compensation for the losses caused by the thirteen years of occupation of their territory, including the ransom for the prince and officers. The total amount of compensation offered was... 30,000 gold coins.
It is equivalent to the annual tax revenue of a slightly decent city (excluding the two parts paid to the king and the church).
This sum of money was undoubtedly a large sum, but it was considered very generous as compensation for defeat; what really made Lionel's negotiation team uncomfortable was that the Odysseus family required the two spellcasters who followed the prince to the war to serve the Odysseus family for three years.
High-level spellcasters are not cabbages, you can't just borrow them casually!
However, Odysseus and his daughter insisted on the peace terms and repeatedly stated that they would treat the two spellcasters with respect and would never let the two high-level elemental mages suffer any unhappiness during their stay in Odysseus territory...
"They are desperate to try any possible means. It seems that the Odysseus family is in big trouble." Yang Qiu stroked his chin and pondered, "Hmm...how much trouble could it be?"
To the west of Innadri is the Tarantan Wasteland, and to the south is the Sorenson Mountains. It has only two real neighbors; and of the two neighbors, the largest one is undoubtedly the Odysseus family.
Yang Qiu didn't really want anything to happen to Odysseus's family. Who knows if the new neighbors can still tolerate Innadeli, a bad neighbor with skeletons running all over the ground, and if he goes crazy and causes trouble?
"Well, since the young lady has provided Innadri with a risk-free opportunity to flex his muscles, let's first see what their family has provoked."
The scale of war in this world is quite different from the scale of war on Earth (before modern warfare).
Since professional soldiers need at least quasi-professional level strength, ordinary people can't play any role on the battlefield. No matter how many there are, they can only be coolies or cannon fodder.
A local war involving tens of thousands of people is already eye-catching enough.
In a formal battle between two great noble families in the eastern region, less than three thousand undead captured the prince who was heavily protected by an army of more than ten thousand by themselves. Once this matter spreads, the reputation of the Tarantan undead will surely spread throughout the eastern part of the continent.
Innadri, which owns the Tarantan Undead, must also increase its popularity... Apart from anything else, things like a group of foreign businessmen leading a mercenary group daring to kidnap in Innadri can be stopped in the future.
