Extracting All Surplus Value

"So this is the Three-Body Game..."

Lin Feng muttered to himself as he left the game.

Lin Feng admitted he was shocked. He fully understood the Trisolarans' determination to invade the Solar System. If he were making the decision, he would have made the same choice.

The scorching sun burned the earth, worse than any nightmare. One moment someone was alive, the next they were charcoal, and it was even worse than that.

And the Trisolaran homeworld was actually hundreds or even thousands of times more dire than this, with their civilization being destroyed time and time again.

"No wonder Cheng Xin made that choice later. Could it be that she got that idea from playing this game?"

Thinking of Cheng Xin, who was called a "saint" by readers in the original work's third part, Lin Feng felt he could somewhat understand her.

Of course, understanding was one thing, but Lin Feng wouldn't release their fleet into the Solar System just because he sympathized with the Trisolarans.

It was like giving away your own property to a robber for no reason. The key thing was that they weren't even well-off, and the robber harbored intense malice towards them.

To still hold goodwill in such a situation was truly foolish.

Suddenly, his phone rang. It was John Smith from his former Wallfacer team.

"What is it?" Lin Feng asked, picking up his phone.

"The matter you mentioned last time has been arranged," John Smith said.

Lin Feng paused, trying to recall what the other party had mentioned, but couldn't.

"Last time? What matter?"

"You mentioned wanting to inspect the Macro-Electron Storage Plan."

"Oh, you mean that. Is the UN allowing it now?"

Prompted by John Smith, Lin Feng remembered that he had indeed brought it up in a meeting.

However, at that time, the Macro-Electron Storage Plan was still in the planning stages. Not a single building had been constructed, so an inspection was impossible.

Later, public opinion manufactured by the ETO forced Lin Feng to transfer the leadership of the Macro-Electron Storage Plan to the UN, and he stopped inquiring about it thereafter.

Lin Feng had forgotten about it. After all, even if he wanted to, the UN might not have agreed.

"The UN has allowed it. They also want to know if the Macro-Electron Storage Plan meets your original expectations."

As the proposer of the Macro-Electron Storage Plan, only Lin Feng truly knew what the blueprint he had envisioned looked like. The UN needed Lin Feng as the final arbiter.

"Understood."

Boarding his presidential car, the motorcade drove towards the nearest Macro-Electron Storage Project.

Sitting in the car, through the window, Lin Feng saw a thin line standing on the earth in the distance.

It didn't take long to reach the destination. Surrounded by bodyguards, Lin Feng met the person in charge of the project in this area.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, the project manager led Lin Feng to tour a completed tower.

"This is the first high-voltage tower completed. It's 250 meters tall, with carbon nanomaterials and steel bars as the main frame, reinforced with concrete. In the center is a hydrogen-based superconductor, which can..."

Lin Feng looked up. When he saw it from a distance in the car, it was just a thin line. Now, looking up from up close, he felt like he was looking at a tower reaching the heavens from a myth.

This high-voltage tower was very basic. It looked like an unfinished building, without walls, like a tower built from building blocks with neatly arranged square holes.

This wasn't due to cutting corners, but to save materials and shorten the construction period. The high-voltage tower only needed height and strength; this structure wasn't designed for habitation, so comfort was irrelevant.

"No need to introduce this. There's no technical difficulty with this. As long as there are no shortcuts taken, it'll be fine."

Lin Feng waved his hand and asked the project manager about something else he cared about.

"I want to see the workers' conditions. That's what I care about most. 007 has its methods. If you mess around with 007, people could die. I need to know if you're following instructions."

"Of course, please follow me."

Led by the project manager, Lin Feng and his bodyguards arrived at a large tent constructed from steel bars and plastic sheeting, inside which were neatly arranged seats.

This was a simple canteen, which could be set up in just a day or two.

Entering the tent canteen, the project manager introduced their daily schedule to Lin Feng.

"Construction workers work 12 hours a day, with 8 hours allocated for sleep, half an hour for lunch, half an hour for dinner, half an hour for showering, and one hour for using the restroom. The remaining hour and a half is for workers to walk, relax, exercise, and so on."

"Huh? Isn't it 007?" Lin Feng asked.

"It is 007. All 24 hours are for work. Eating and sleeping don't interfere with work. Please look here."

Following the project manager's guidance, Lin Feng noticed the special design of the canteen tables.

"This is..."

"That's right. These are the pedals from old Chinese mechanical sewing machines. When the workers are eating, their feet are free. They can pedal while eating, which turns gears to generate electricity by cutting magnetic field lines. The human's chemical energy is converted into electrical energy and stored in batteries. This electricity is then stored in ball lightning."

In addition to their work, the construction workers could use their remaining time in their daily routines to generate electricity.

Batteries were a good thing. They could store the electrical energy converted from the workers' bio-energy and then channel it into the ball lightning.

Besides eating, sleeping and walking were the same.

When sleeping, they still had to breathe, right? Exhaled air could turn a very light windmill, generating electricity.

This electricity was indeed not much, but it was sustainable. After all, the windmill would turn for eight hours. This electricity could be directly stored in lithium batteries and finally transferred to the macro-electrons.

And shoes, design a mechanism inside the shoes, you have to lift your feet when walking, and you have to step down again. This process generates mechanical work, allowing the magnets inside the shoes to cut magnetic field lines, naturally generating electricity.

And bathing, bathing isn't just simple bathing. If you want bathing water, you need to ride a stationary bicycle, the kind you find in a gym. The person rides it, and no matter how much they pedal, it won't move, only the wheels will turn.

Those who want to bathe must pedal the wheels to get bathing water, and when the wheels turn, electricity is naturally generated.

"Won't anyone be lazy?"

Lin Feng asked somewhat strangely. Although he was involved, seeing it in reality still made him feel strange.

"No, we just need to tell them that we will test the internal electricity content of every storage battery. The person with the lowest electricity content in their storage battery will have their salary halved at the end. Their enthusiasm for work won't decrease."

"How much is the monthly salary?" Lin Feng asked.

"Generally, it accumulates for a year and is paid out all at once. Workers sign a contract and must work for a year. Calculated by monthly salary, it's about twenty thousand US dollars a month."

Lin Feng nodded. This salary was very high. This was work that required no technical skill, anyone could do it.

The salary being paid out annually was also intentional. When workers suddenly receive such a large sum of money, their first thought is to spend it. This is much more reliable than giving one or two thousand dollars to help the American market.

Twelve months a year, a worker would receive a total of two hundred and forty thousand US dollars at the end of the year!

Converted to RMB, at an exchange rate of 1:7, that's 1.68 million RMB!

"Have you communicated with Wall Street? I don't want them to cause trouble, and I especially don't want all this money to end up flowing into the stock market."

Lin Feng lowered his voice and asked the CIA agent beside him.

"Rest assured, they don't have the courage to go against various countries."