Real Wasteland, The Covered Darkness!

"Treasure Fish Standard?"

The term had not appeared anywhere in the proposal, and the moment it was spoken, it aroused the curiosity of all three people.

Standards, systems, regulations, and policies.

These four terms were not unfamiliar to anyone with even a basic understanding of management.

In terms of importance and scope, standards were indeed the broadest. In particular, a standard bearing a place name would involve every industry and every aspect under that place.

But for a local administrator, the possibility of successfully formulating a standard was practically zero.

It had to begin with small-scale research, proceed to a designated pilot area, and finally be rolled out gradually on a large scale.

The Tian Yuan Territory had developed for eight years, yet by now it had only one specialized scientific research standard, and it was exclusively for the Academy of Sciences.

If Bao Yu County wanted to implement a second standard, putting aside the difficulty of the review, no one knew how long it would take just to get through the review process.

"Yes. Over the past few days, I've also come up with some new ideas. By tonight, I'll—"

Su Mo nodded slightly and was just about to explain his thoughts on the current situation.

Before he could finish, however, Sun Quan suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Screech! The harsh sound of brake discs rang out one after another. The entire convoy was forced to stop because the vehicle in front had braked so suddenly.

Two distinct collisions could even be heard from behind. Clearly, someone had failed to brake in time and rear-ended another vehicle.

"What happened?"

Traveling in the middle of the convoy, Sun Quan could not see what had happened ahead. Still shaken, he hurriedly unfastened his seat belt, pushed open the door, and got