Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2357 - 2197: Awesome!

Reflecting on history.

Over a century.

The mark left by Europe on Africa remains unforgettable. The United States, meanwhile, pretends not to notice. For starters, America stands as the strongest military force globally right now.

Conflicts breaking out all over.

Sigh!

Best to steer clear of trouble with them.

Europe, with its dulled fangs these days, looks somewhat less intimidating to challenge. Plus, even the Americans trace their roots back to Europe.

Hence.

This responsibility lands squarely on Europe's shoulders.

The fiercer their rage.

The bolder their resistance.

"Reparations now!"

"They owe us an apology, no question!"

"Shell out the cash."

"..."

As for the grievances voiced by certain nations, European leaders simply turn a blind eye, dismissing those calls for payback like annoying insects humming around.

Pfft!

What nonsense.

Payback?

Pure fantasy.

We handle our affairs cleanly; forget about forcing us to cough up what we've taken. A group of peasants begging for bikes—hey, feet work just fine for walking.

Besides.

They lack the bandwidth anyway; Europe’s tangled up in the Greek financial mess, flames licking at their own doorstep, leaving no room to bother with outsiders.

Greece.

Nearly turned into everyone’s foe.

As a result.

A bizarre spectacle unfolded: African online users clashing with Europe, Europeans online users turning on Greece, while Greece plays the role of a defiant young lass.

...

The globe.

Brimming with turmoil.

On January 23rd, at the medical facility, the Huaxia team wrapped up their month-long review, and Shi Ze along with the others geared up to head back.

"Thanks so much, Dr. Shi, for looking after us all this time."

"Just doing my duty."

"Drop by my farm anytime you're in the States."

"Sure thing."

"..."

Prior to departure.

Numerous patients showed up to bid farewell, a few even carrying presents. Shi Ze felt too modest to accept yet couldn't turn them down, given the tough conditions of the illnesses treated here.

Thus.

Their appreciation ran deeper than for ordinary cases. In the initial and middle phases, patients retained some awareness and could get about. But late-stage ones usually stayed bedridden.

Minds in disarray.

Unable to manage daily needs.

Themselves.

Their loved ones.

Enduring the pain side by side.

Today.

With clear minds restored, memories intact, thoughts sharp, and mobility back, it's only after losing these that folks truly cherish simple joys like rising to prepare their own meal.

Deep thanks.

Right then.

Shi Ze couldn't help but feel a surge of feeling.

Thirty days.

Handled more than a hundred critical instances, every single one where self-care was impossible saw huge progress, the initial group now up and moving.

Healing splendidly.

Furthermore.

Data compiled from the facility and various clinics indicated outstanding results for early and mid-phase therapies too. Shi Ze was confident they could roll it out come year's start.

By then.

Countless grave sufferers unable to travel will rise once more. Word from Health Department contacts revealed a proposal's already in the works to cover Alzheimer’s under insurance.

Post-New Year.

Up for approval.

Contemplating this.

Thrilling.

He was certain the proposal would sail through—no hitches expected—with average costs at just fifty grand per treatment, even healing the whole country's cases, how steep could the bill get?

Sigh!

Still adds up hefty.

Yet.

Against the old endless drain, it's a vast improvement. A bit of budget juggling, and the treasury can handle it; key point is, this spending stays in local currency, no foreign bucks required.

So.

Far lower risk of mishaps.

...

After farewells.

They pivoted.

Climbed aboard the shuttle bound for the airfield, gazing at the passing views, Shi Ze wore a grin; over the past month, he'd explored during downtime.

Quite nice.

Truly wonderful.

Folks are warm-hearted.

Landscapes stunning.

Secure.

It sneaks up on you, drawing affection, mostly thanks to breakthroughs in medicine, aiding tens of millions of households.

Fruit-based drinks.

Cleansed toxins.

Cancer.

Leukemia.

Rescued millions, and now tackled Alzheimer’s, benefiting at least a billion worldwide, directly or otherwise.

In the eyes of the world.

Myanmar.

Tops the list, rightfully so. For it grants endless folks and kin a fresh shot at living.

Boundless good deeds.

Wish.

This land grows ever brighter!

...

Before long.

Reached the airfield.

Yangon's fresh terminal, built across three years, kicked off service just two weeks back, triple the size of Xin’an City's hub, Myanmar's premier one.

Despite that.

Crowded to the brim.

Still.

Shi Ze learned Myanmar skips plans for extra mega-airports; from this year on, focus shifts to upgrades since the initial blueprint was overly ambitious.

Not piecemeal.

But wholesale.

Blasted out almost sixty airports of all sizes at once, spanning every key city in Myanmar, audaciously grand, echoing Huaxia's build-big approach.

Enormous.

Up-to-date.

For the terminal before him, Shi Ze rates the layout a perfect ten, though it's a trek out; even in Huaxia, it holds among the elite in magnitude.

But.

Shi Ze figures.

In a decade.

Airports of this caliber won't crack Huaxia's top ten. Naturally, no brag intended; scale matters for demand, not rivalry.

...

Afternoon.

Two in the clock.

The flight touched down in Beijing.

"Whoa!"

Shi Ze yanked at his shirt neck; Myanmar's eternally mild climate meant T-shirts sufficed, but hitting Beijing plunged into sub-zero chills, breaths puffing visible vapor.

The shift hits hard.

"Ahh~"

Sliding into the agency's vehicle, Shi Ze warmed up, while outside flurries of snow danced, leaping from balmy vistas to frosty ones, a real jolt.

That said.

Versus before.

Beijing's cold season boasts way better air now, thanks to purifiers slashing haze from coal heaters, plus tight controls on outflows.

These days.

Air's reliable enough, Shi Ze ruefully noted Myanmar goods' reach everywhere, popping up in every corner.

Take vehicles.

Four years prior.

Myanmar Bank Group poured fortunes into Huaxia, autos among them; through the span, it's carved a solid spot here.

Hot.

Red-hot demand.

Looks.

Handling.

Build.

...

Beyond reproach, topping most local makes, with one model's sales blasting to Huaxia's yearly lead—Xinyue.

At first.

It was pure electric.

A smash sensation.

Then Tang Kai's firm licensed a fuel variant for production, now launched, flying off shelves, largely for its style.

Car shopping.

Lots chase that curb appeal.

Thus.

Style counts huge, paired with perks like body-wide sensor paint, at night the ride gleams fully lit as it zips by.

Hordes rush in.

Snap it up!

Rumor has it grabbing one demands a month's waitlist now, stock wiped clean, no hype—just reality.

Since.

This ride exports big back to Myanmar too, even listed in Commodity Loan picks, going bonkers across borders.

Mulling over.

Shi Ze marvels.

Looks like.

Folks puzzle if Myanmar Bank Group ever takes a loss, each venture rakes in fortunes, much like 4G's surprise rollout.

All one can say.

Awesome!