Ronan put himself in Li Wei's shoes. If he wanted to bring down Earth's side, all he had to do was completely seal off the passage to the Deep Blue World, cut off the supply of "Ghost Ore," and wait for fusion reactors around the globe to collapse one after another due to inadequate containment.
Though He Yueyin could certainly deduce those consequences herself, Ronan did not mind emphasizing them again.
"Once the supply is cut off, the fusion reactors are gone, and so are the Planting Towers. All energy and survival-material supplies regress to pre-Third War technological levels. How can today's large Metropolitan Areas be maintained? Where will the survival materials for ten billion people come from? And what happens afterward?"
Even if it did not cause much direct harm, the ensuing energy crisis and supply crisis would be enough to destroy all order.
"Before those fatal situations arise, under downgraded technological conditions, sufficient living space and survival-material output are what truly matter. Even pre-Third War technology could theoretically support the survival of ten billion people, provided there is time and space for the transition."
As he spoke, Ronan jabbed his thumb twice over his shoulder.
"To ensure an efficient transition, the existing organizational framework is indispensable. Take that uncle just now. If you told him to quit his current job and develop and build the Anxia Line, that would be a recipe for his family's ruin.
"But if Xia City and An City governments announced cooperation, set policy guidance, and capital from all sides actively invested and bid for projects, then even if his company was not among the first wave of railway contractors, once the Anxia Line and Pingjin Line were completed, the Great Golden Triangle shattered apart, and East Asia's largest plain region had the chance