Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Discussions about the construction plan and the construction of the city of Penglai took place not only in the cafes of Jinling University, but also in various corners of the world. Immediately after the Pan-Asian News released the news, there was a huge international response.

Even distant Mars colonies can hear words like "city of Penglai” or “building trees” in their discourse.

New London.

In a trendy, cyberpunk-inspired bar, a man with a metallic arm closed the holographic screen in his hand, released his right hand and grabbed the glass, filling it with an ominous green cocktail and hiccupping.

“Pan-Asian cooperation intends to build cities in the Pacific? What the hell are those Asians thinking? ”

Sitting next to him, a man dressed equally badly, slowly inserted a sentence.

“Think about what? Isn't it obvious? They were going to fix the space elevator in the Pacific Ocean and build a city underneath the space elevator, and God unwittingly turned the Pacific into their backyard. ”

“Without this city of Penglai, wouldn't it? Now the entire Earth Moon system is their backyard, not the Pacific Ocean? ”

“That's true...”

“In any case, it is a violation of international conventions!” At this point, suddenly a deafening roar came from the side, a drunk drunk man holding his red wine nose and rudely saying, "The territorial waters of the Pacific belong to all mankind, how dare they do this! ”

At this point, the bartender standing behind the bar punched a rocking cocktail over the bar and gently pushed it in front of a Guest.

Looking at several of the controversial guests, he whispered in a careless tone.

“Let them go, the Pacific Ocean and London are 18,000 miles apart, and New London is tens of millions of kilometers apart, and even if they drain the waters of the Pacific Ocean, it's none of our business. ”

It's the most real idea in his heart, and it's the idea of the vast majority of people in this bar.

Anyway, it's too far from Earth.

Besides, what if they don't like it?

The Pan-Asian First Fleet is a constellation of starships called extraterrestrial civilizations as imaginary enemies, and even the starships of other regional alliances have so far been no match for the total tonnage and combat power of this "Invincible Fleet”.

Not to mention the North Sea Alliance, the backdrop to the era of space navigation. They also have to turn a blind eye to the air thieves and the smuggling trade to separate their share of the space trade in the hands of Pan-Asian cooperation, even without the ability to compare at the same heavyweight level, and even their own space port, Atlantis, was built by East Asian Heavy Industries.

How can they resist such hegemony?

Whether they are really for the community of human destiny or for their own lust, this is not something they can dictate by their own will...

Not just the idle people in a small bar between the wells of New London City, far away from the headquarters of the North American Alliance on Earth, are also worried about "the problems that are beyond their control”.

At the same time that Pan-Asian cooperation took the initiative in public opinion to create momentum for the space elevator programme, its senior officials, through diplomatic channels, extended invitations to diplomatic meetings to other regional alliances and regimes on the planet.

As for the contents of the meeting--

Naturally, it has to do with the space elevator and the city on the Pacific Ocean.

Truth be told, President Dolan Camille's face was full of surprise when he heard such a decision by Pan-Asian cooperation. After about six years on the board of directors of the North American Alliance, he is familiar with working with Trans-Asian cooperation.

Normally, the attitude of the pan-Asians towards diplomacy is fairly moderate, and anything is communicated with a consultative attitude and other regional alliances.

But this time, it was different.

It wasn't until the president announced plans to build a space elevator at the Ignition Sunday celebration that they realised afterwards that the Asians were going to plug a tube into the atmosphere, and that the tube was called "Building Wood."

Reflecting carefully on what had happened during his tenure, President Dolan Camille was caught in contemplation.

When did this all start?

And...

What the hell does that mean?

“Wood building plan…” Put down the invitation letter in hand for the diplomatic meeting, President Camille looked at his own chief of staff and frowned and asked, “What is that wood building? ”

The chief of staff hesitated for a moment and said.

“It is said to be a stepping stone in ancient Chinese mythology connecting the heavens and the earth. ”

“Similar to Babeta? ”

“Almost… but that thing is not a tower, but a holy tree worshipped by the ancients --"

“It doesn't matter at all,” said the Secretary-General standing next to him, coughing heavily, interrupting the irrelevant conversation between the two, looking at the chairman sitting behind the desk and saying earnestly, "Mr. President, what we need to discuss now is exactly how to deal with the invitation to this diplomatic meeting. ”

Under existing international law, the intention of trans-Asian cooperation to boost civil society in the Pacific was legally untenable, and there was no reasonable need for them to accept such diplomatic meetings to negotiate something that they could not accept at all.

Conversely, if they accepted such an invitation, it would be tantamount to sending a signal.

That is, there is room for negotiation on this matter.

“What do we do? My attitude is, of course, against whether the Pacific Ocean is the high seas, whether countries or regional alliances, and if they are allowed to thrive there today, tomorrow they will dare to include that area in the exclusive economic zone, the day after tomorrow they will dare to declare sovereignty there... but the question is, is there a better option? ”

The index finger tapped gently on the desk, looking at the silent Secretary-General, President Camille sighed and continued.

“Actually, we had no choice from the start. ”

The Secretary-General looked at him with great care and continued.

“Not necessarily, if we can unite the South American Union, the North Sea Alliance, the Ibero-French Union-"

“And then our starships add up, I'm afraid, to a small part of the Pan-Asian First Fleet," interrupted the Secretary-General, President Camille laughed bitterly, continuing, "Do you really think they'd give up the plan if we made our position clear? ”

There was silence in the office.

President Camille sighed softly, scribbling the invitation to the diplomatic meeting on the holographic screen into the aide-memoire, then gently tapped on the closing button and leaned back against the office chair.

To be honest, his biggest concern was not the impact of space elevators on the international landscape, strategic balance, or ecological environment, as opposed to pan-Asian cooperation in the Pacific.

After all, the hegemony of pan-Asian cooperation was established as far back as the 1950s and has been in place for more than half a century, and one more space elevator will not fundamentally change anything.

What really worries him is another thing.

While the likelihood of military conflict erupting in the 22nd century is minimal, it is all based on the diplomatic norm of “pacifism and non-interference” in trans-Asian cooperation today. Even with the largest group of starship fighters, they have never considered putting them into aggressive combat against other regional alliances.

However, since Li Guangya assumed the presidency of the Council, something frightening seemed to be releasing the acquiescence of submersion.

Camille couldn't clearly describe what it was, but he knew one thing.

Once those people have chosen to cross the border, the world will tremble at it.

There is no doubt about this…