Looking at Zhang Tianyuan, who was excessively young and didn't even give him a smile when he saw him.
Thomas knew that, in the near future, their days were probably not going to be easy.
Looking further ahead, Western civilization may not have an easy time in most future timelines.
But that's all for the future.
Now Thomas can only sincerely state his request: w.
"Mr. President, we've come here for two reasons: first, to learn more about your organization and the evacuation plan you're currently developing; and second, to seek opportunities for cooperation between us."
"Also, if you have any news related to the apocalypse, I would appreciate it if you could share it with me."
After listening to the translation, Elder Zhou beckoned for someone to bring him a copy of the plan, and then handed it over himself.
"This is a summary of our Great Migration Plan, along with related doomsday information. Mr. Thomas, you may take a look."
Thomas was overjoyed, solemnly accepting the gift with both hands. After sincerely thanking everyone, he began to look through it with a serious expression.
Upon turning to the first page, he saw the goal of the plan—
They saved the lives of people across the country and even the world during the apocalypse.
With concerted efforts and mutual assistance, we can overcome any obstacle.
Regardless of wealth, age, health, or poverty, we will not abandon or give up on anyone.
Even a death row inmate can travel to another parallel universe for refuge by signing the same authorization form as Otis and his companions.
Thomas immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
With such goals and objectives, it seems that joining the Mutual Aid Society and using the Spacetime Tunnel shouldn't be too difficult for them.
Surely they can't be treated worse than death row inmates?
As Thomas continued turning the pages, he was increasingly surprised, even though he had expected what was inside.
He knew that Zhou Jianhai and his group planned to relocate using the railway.
But he never expected it to be this big!
For this relocation plan, these people actually intend to use a whole thousand railways, just to transport their citizens to another parallel universe as quickly as possible.
Moreover, Thomas discovered at the very end that the project was already more than halfway complete; the section in this timeline was nearing completion, and construction had begun in another timeline.
In just one year, that's incredible efficiency...
Despite the initial rush for their Ark Project, the actual start date is set for six months to a year later.
They opened
In the time it would take for one person to complete a project, others have already completed phased completion here.
This comparison makes it seem like they're just playing around.
Thomas put down the instruction manual and sighed.
He suddenly realized how shameful he had been in secretly when he had forced Elder Zhou and the others to build the ark.
Those people must have thought I was a clown back then, right?
Thinking of this, even with his politician's thick skin, Thomas wished he could cover his face.
I'm so ashamed to face anyone.
After struggling to put aside the awkwardness, Thomas got down to business and sincerely exclaimed to Elder Zhou, "I admire your courage and execution."
Elder Zhou chuckled and simply said that the other party was being too polite.
Then Elder Zhou told Thomas about the basic situation of No. 2 Spacetime.
When Thomas heard that the place had already experienced an apocalypse and that he would need to be vaccinated before entering, he had other thoughts but also looked hesitant.
His gaze quietly fell on Zhang Tianyuan, who had remained silent, and he cautiously asked:
"Mr. Chairman, I think your plan is excellent. I'd like to know if we can also carry out a nationwide evacuation according to this plan?"
He decided to follow Elder Zhou's plan.
"That's up to you." Zhang Tianyuan sat in the main seat, expressionless. "Our Mutual Aid Society adheres to a non-interference policy and will not actively interfere with your internal decisions."
Thomas nodded, further confirming the similarities between the parallel universes, even down to their shared strategic principles.
Zhang Tianyuan tapped the table, drawing Thomas's attention back. "However, I have to remind you of something."
"Due to the energy consumption involved in opening Spacetime Tunnel, I can only provide a maximum of six Spacetime Tunnel outside of China."
Before making this decision, Zhang Tianyuan did a quick calculation.
Operating a Spacetime Tunnel costs 864 million energy points per day. Even if only one tunnel were opened for each major power, it would bankrupt them.
The kind of situation that even seven billion residents couldn't be saved.
Therefore, the number of Spacetime Tunnel must be strictly limited.
Assuming that everyone in the world is converted into a resident and receives 7 billion energy points daily, he could open 8 Spacetime Tunnel around the clock.
Because this consumes a little over 6.9 billion units of energy per day, there's still over 80 million units of interest left over for future use.
Moreover, there are eight Spacetime Tunnel, one each on land and sea within China, and one each abroad.
On average, there is one per continent.
Antarctica is not included.
Penguins aren't people.
Of course, when the migration actually takes place, these six tunnels will definitely be dynamically allocated. It's impossible to open a fixed tunnel for each continent and then have everyone crowd into it.
That's far too inefficient.
Zhang Tianyuan continued, "From now on, you will all need to establish your own Mutual Aid Society, so how to allocate and use these six Spacetime Tunnel is up to you to discuss and decide."
Thomas listened with nodding, but his mind had already wandered again, and he began to calculate the allocation of the Spacetime Tunnel.
His initial idea was that two of the six Spacetime Tunnel should be permanently stationed within his own country, one for transporting people and the other for transporting supplies.
However, Zhang Tianyuan could guess what this black elite was thinking at a glance.
He snorted coldly, and his aura suddenly became fierce:
"You might not fully understand the Mutual Aid Society's mission, so let me remind you: our mission is to unite as one and help each other." (Xxs-2)
"Also, let me remind you that although the Mutual Aid Society does not interfere with your decisions, all plans involving the Mutual Aid Society's facilities and property must be submitted to me for approval."
The evacuation strategy Thomas and his men chose was none of his business, whether by rail or sea.
However, this doesn't mean he'll just stand by and watch Thomas turn the Spacetime Tunnel into his "private property."
He's not these people's puppet!
Noticing the cold glint in Zhang Tianyuan's eyes, Thomas felt a sudden chill run down his spine, as if he had been transported back to the time before his rise to power when he was being pointed at and scolded by powerful figures.
He hadn't felt this fear of losing everything, of being completely controlled by others, for a long time.
The sense of authority often stems from the degree of control one has. The more resources one has at their disposal, the stronger the natural sense of oppression one feels when facing someone with less control.
Zhang Tianyuan is undoubtedly the person with the greatest actual power in both timelines, because what he can control is Spacetime Tunnel that no one else can possess, yet everyone else must use.
Thomas quickly lowered his head, and the shrewd black man repeatedly said that he would properly discuss the allocation of the Spacetime Tunnel with other countries in the future.
He also secretly glanced at Elder Zhou, hoping the other could say something polite to ease the tension.
However, Elder Zhou didn't even look him in the eye, acting as if he hadn't seen anything, with a spectator's expression, and didn't get involved in this little conflict at all.