Eagle Country's Stratagem

A few days later, the three walls of the underground Incubation Room were lined with desks and chairs. Only enough space for one person to walk was left between the tables and the shelves, and on the tables, computers were packed tightly side by side. There was no other way; in these extraordinary times, they had to make do.

At this moment, Tang Yi, Tang Er, and the others were staring intently at the computer screens in front of them.

They had already breached the Citizen Archives Center and were currently adding Tang Yi's fabricated identity into the host system.

Long periods of study and practice had brought the hacking skills of these Splitters to near-mastery levels, making the infiltration of such databases an effortless task.

Although the Xia Kingdom backed up this data on hosts disconnected from the physical network, they only needed the window of time between data refreshes.

"Done! Your identity has been added to the archives. There is one month until the next data refresh, so you have one month to conduct your activities outside." Tang Er said in a low voice to Tang Yi, emphasizing the word "month."

"Besides that, the Net System that covers the entire country also needs to be bypassed. With our current decryption capabilities, we can only guarantee that one person can go out without being identified by the Net System at a time." Tang San added from the side.

In an era where cameras were everywhere, the moment you stepped into their view, your identity information would be identified; this was the world-leading Net System of the Xia Kingdom.

If Tang Yi wanted to reach the airport without leaving a trace, he needed Tang Er and the others up to Tang Sixteen (four new ones had been split)—fifteen people in total—to work together to control every camera that could potentially scan Tang Yi.

"These are your fake documents, specially made by a forgery ring. As long as your information remains in the customs database, these documents are real!" Tang Shizhe handed several documents to Tang Yi, including forged visas and other materials.

"I will definitely not fail the mission!" Tang Yi took the documents, tucked them into his jacket pocket, and turned to leave the basement.

On the floor of the living room, his luggage was already prepared: three thousand dollars in cash, a globally accepted credit card, and a change of clothes.

Tang Yi hailed a taxi via an app, left the factory district, and headed toward the international airport in the neighboring city.

Meanwhile, Tang Er and the others were constantly swapping the feeds captured by the Net System cameras via computer, looping a few minutes of footage.

Every camera within a five-hundred-meter radius that could potentially scan the taxi Tang Yi was riding in was hacked.

Even though some systems were not connected to the outside world, no one could guarantee that the mobile phones in those offices weren't using data networks.

As long as those phones were within range of the internal Wi-Fi signal, the Splitters could easily use them as a springboard to breach those isolated internal networks.

The journey was smooth and uneventful, and Tang Yi successfully entered the airport.

After checking his luggage, Tang Yi arrived at the customs security checkpoint. Fortunately, the tampering done by Tang Er and the others was highly effective; no one discovered his false information.

"First stop, Wa Country, here I come." Tang Yi took a deep breath and stepped onto the boarding bridge.

A few days later, the Wa Country secondary shell company, Dao Investment Corporation, was established.

Immediately after, a few days later, the Andri Investment Company appeared on the land of the Eagle Country, shrouded by the Stars and Stripes.

The remaining three companies—Suwei Investment in the Bear Country, Woshi Investment in the Ao Country, and Shashi Group in the Sun Never Sets—were established one after another.

Twenty days later, Yoniu City, Eagle Country.

In a high-end roadside cafe, Tang Yi, dressed in a sharp suit, sat by the window, idly fiddling with the Omega De Ville watch on his wrist. A diamond-encrusted fountain pen was tucked into his breast pocket; every detail screamed "nouveau riche."

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man with blonde hair walked into the cafe. He scanned the room and walked straight toward Tang Yi.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lin?" the blonde man asked politely as he reached Tang Yi.

"Yes, and you must be Jiro." Tang Yi confirmed. He was waiting for this Mr. Jiro in the cafe.

"I am Jiro. I am very sorry, I was late due to traffic." Jiro bowed apologetically to Tang Yi.

Tang Yi didn't know where Jiro had learned to bow in apology, but his first impression of the man improved slightly.

"Sit." Tang Yi gestured for Jiro to sit opposite him and waved at the waiter. "Another coffee, please."

"I heard from the headhunter that you started five companies yourself, but they all went bankrupt in the end?" Tang Yi took the fountain pen out of his pocket and toyed with it while observing the middle-aged man carefully.

His slightly graying blonde hair, a medium-length beard, and gold-rimmed glasses gave him a mature and refined air, but none of it could hide the despair in his eyes.

This middle-aged man was someone Tang Yi had found through big data; his fifth company had just gone bankrupt recently.

It was as if he were cursed; whenever Jiro managed a company to a valuation of over ten million, it would soon collapse. Now, Jiro no longer harbored dreams of starting his own business and intended to find a company where he could work steadily.

However, the companies he applied to all deemed his abilities limited. After all, if he could run a ten-million-dollar company into the ground, how could they dare to hire him for their multi-billion-dollar corporations?

"Yes, but the bankruptcies of my companies were all due to some accidents!" the middle-aged man explained hurriedly.

"I know that; it's written in your file." Tang Yi nodded. Suddenly, he sat up straight, leaned forward, and stared intently into the middle-aged man's eyes.

"What we at Sman Group need is not a general to conquer new territories for the company; we need an obedient puppet. You need to know this." Tang Yi said with a touch of severity.

"I... I understand." The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but seeing Tang Yi's disappointed expression, he quickly spoke up.

His mortgage and car payments were already crushing him, not to mention he had a daughter in college and a stay-at-home wife to support.

"Very good. If you are willing to be this puppet and be used by us, you can have this job with an annual salary of five hundred thousand dollars." Tang Yi narrowed his eyes, his tone becoming seductive.

He didn't have to rack his brains to develop the company; he just had to listen to them obediently and he would receive a five-hundred-thousand-dollar salary. Tang Yi didn't believe this man wouldn't compromise.

"Okay, I agree!" The middle-aged man nodded heavily. He had nowhere left to retreat!

"Come, sign this contract, and we will be family." Tang Yi placed a contract in front of the middle-aged man.

"Employment term: thirty years. Annual salary increase of no less than five percent..." The middle-aged man lowered his head and read the contents of the contract carefully. A moment later, he signed his name at the bottom and initialed the key terms on the side of the pages.

"Welcome, Mr. Jiro. We are family from now on." A smile appeared on the corner of Tang Yi's mouth as he handed the company development plan to Jiro.

"Wait for orders from our board of directors, and we will tell you what to do next."