Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Lin Mo tossed the signed documents aside, stretched out a big yawn, and his bones cracked.

These documents gave Lin Mo a profound understanding of what a "state apparatus" truly meant.

Once it's in motion, it's precise, efficient, and possesses an awe-inspiring, terrifying power.

He only now realized just how powerful the authority of the "New Hope" team he was in charge of was.

"If Lao Zhao doesn't come back soon, I'm really going to quit." Lin Mo shook his aching wrist and complained to himself.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

"Enter."

The door opened, and there was Zhao Gang.

"Brother Zhao, you're finally back!" Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief. "If you hadn't come back, I would have been buried alive by these documents!"

Zhao Gang smiled, opened the door a little, and turned to the side.

"Commander Lin, let me introduce you to a leader."

As he spoke, a figure emerged from behind him.

Lin Mo's smile froze instantly.

He had only seen that face on television, in the most important national news and military parades.

Calm and dignified.

It's the High Commander!

Lin Mo's mind went blank.

He stood up instinctively, his movements stiff, his mouth opened but no sound came out.

The high-ranking official walked in with a smile, as amiable as a respected elder neighbor coming to drop by the office.

Lin Mo's breathing stopped.

His muscles tensed, and his mind went blank.

This is not nervousness.

This is the instinctive awe that ordinary people feel when facing towering mountains.

"Young comrade, don't be nervous, sit down."

The chief's voice was gentle and had a calming effect.

He looked around Lin Mo's office with great interest.

Finally, his gaze fell on the open document on Lin Mo's desk, which was Academician Liu Chengen's "Proposal on Optimizing the Internal Personnel Structure of the 'New Hope' Project".

And Lin Mo's flamboyant annotation—"Big breasts are required!"

The air seemed to freeze.

Zhao Gang, who was accompanying him, twitched violently at the corner of his eye, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into on the spot.

The chief paused for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He pulled out the chair opposite Lin Mo and sat down first, a gesture that eased most of the tension.

"It's a good thing that young people are energetic."

Lin Mo's mind finally started working again. He gave a dry laugh, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.

"Reporting to the commander... I, I was just joking with Academician Liu..."

"I know." The chief waved his hand.

"I have read all your reports and all the video materials you sent back."

"Comrade Lin Mo, on behalf of Great Xia and all the people who are still fighting for survival, thank you."

There were no grand speeches, just a simple expression of gratitude.

It was heavier than any military order.

Lin Mo straightened his back instinctively.

"Commander, I..."

He wanted to say something, but found that any words seemed inadequate.

Finally, he blurted out a crucial truth.

"I was actually... just lucky, I woke up to a new world after a good night's sleep..."

Upon hearing this, the chief laughed loudly, his laughter deep and resonant.

"Hahaha!"

"Luck is also part of a nation's destiny!"

"We need your good luck right now!"

The laughter subsided, and the chief's expression turned serious.

"We have already made the necessary arrangements."

"Just before our conversation, the First Expeditionary Force in the Arctic theater had completed its assembly. Twenty thousand of our elite soldiers are ready to depart at any time."

"Polaris Military Industry's production line has reached 200% capacity, and the first batch of equipment to aid Terra is being loaded onto trucks."

"The nation's largest pharmaceutical companies are working around the clock to produce the broad-spectrum antibiotics and high-energy nutrients you mentioned on your list."

"Comrade Lin Mo, our Great Xia is ready for you!"

Every word was like a bombshell, exploding in Lin Mo's heart.

He could picture that scene.

A torrent of steel gathers on the icy plains, machines roar in factories, and countless people stay up all night for a vague and elusive goal.

And the source of all this is him.

An unprecedented pressure, mixed with indescribable burning emotions, instantly filled his chest.

"Isn't this...isn't this a bit too fast?" Lin Mo felt his throat was a little dry. "I'm afraid...I'm afraid my little shoulders can't handle such a big undertaking."

"It's okay, we're here for you!"

The chief stood up, walked to Lin Mo's side, and patted his shoulder heavily with the hand that had signed countless documents and issued orders that determined the fate of the nation.

"In the past, we were barely surviving on a leaky boat, desperately bailing water out."

"And you, Lin Mo, you gave us a way to survive."

"Now, I'm handing this job over to you."

"I authorize you to be fully responsible for all contact and cooperation with the continent of Terra! You have supreme decision-making authority over military, diplomatic, and trade matters!"

"Behind you is not just a small group, not just a base, but the entire Great Xia!"

Just as Lin Mo's mind went blank with excitement from these words, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside.

Qian Zhenhua and Liu Chengen practically burst in.

Several core project team members followed behind them, all panting.

These normally calm and composed national treasures were now filled with barely suppressed excitement and disbelief.

Their disheveled white hair and open collars silently testified to their hurried arrival.

When their gaze finally fell upon the calm figure standing in the office, everyone froze in place.

The only sound in the entire space was the forced, suppressed breathing.

The leader turned around, gently scanning everyone before finally settling on the two leading academicians.

He was all smiles.

"Old Qian, Old Liu, comrades, you've all arrived."

"Chief, Chief..." Qian Zhenhua adjusted his reading glasses, his usually composed voice trembling uncontrollably.

Liu Chengen was so excited that his face turned red. He stepped forward, his lips trembling, with a thousand words stuck in his throat.

"I've seen all your work."

The chief raised his hand to stop them from speaking and patted them on the shoulder.

"You are all heroes of our nation!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Those few simple words instantly brought tears to Liu Chengen's eyes.

He slapped his chest hard and shouted with all his might:

"Sir! It's all part of our job!"

Instead of continuing to discuss the heavy work, the leader smiled and asked about Old Qian's granddaughter.

They also inquired about Mr. Liu's chronic cervical spondylosis, and the atmosphere became warm and friendly.

The Great Xia does not belong to him alone.

It belongs to everyone.