Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2434 - 2274: Open Conspiracy

For some time now.

City construction turned into the buzzing conversation starter for folks in Libya.

"I'm in awe of this building style."

"Absolutely stunning!"

"Residing in a place like this would leave no regrets in a lifetime."

"You bet!"

"We ought to go ahead with it—12 billion dollars—I once figured it was just some fancy modern setup, to be honest, wasn't thrilled, but who knew it would turn out like this."

"Our leader has truly pulled off a fantastic move!"

"..."

Undeniably, these structures rank as the most gorgeous ones they've laid eyes on.

Stunning.

Opulent.

Blending in their traditional building vibes, it nearly maxes out their sense of beauty—like upgrading from a simple tiled roof home to something extraordinary.

Shortly after.

A grand palace decked out in gold and jewels materialized.

With a single look.

The contrast jumps out. These creations shatter their previous tastes, yet they resonate deeply within.

...

Presidential Residence.

"Haha!"

"Excellent."

"Outstanding."

"..."

On the public's feedback.

The leader chuckled endlessly, reviewing the compiled reports which filled him with contentment—the new spotlight easing his burdens considerably.

At present.

The entire country buzzes with debates on it.

Typically.

Personal spending might spark massive backlash, yet this urban project serves as communal development, funded publicly, leaving no room for criticism.

12 billion dollars.

To achieve this impact.

Totally worthwhile!

Naturally.

He can't drop his guard—the factions plotting his downfall haven't vanished, merely held back for now—and knowing their tactics, they'll bounce back swiftly.

That said.

Unlike earlier, his worries have lightened a bit.

Hmph!

Bring it on.

I've poured out all the funds, leaving zilch for you lot.

...

Truth be told.

He feels pretty down about it too—pouring effort into his role, yet plenty still plot against him. Over the years, he believes he's handled Libya's affairs fairly across the board.

Sure.

Plenty of cash has lined his pockets, but he's been lavish with perks for the people, steering clear of any outright abuse.

In today's Libya.

Welfare perks nearly top the global charts.

Take these examples.

Firstly.

Healthcare comes free.

For locals, hospitals demand just a sign-up—no charges at all.

Secondly.

Schooling is gratis.

If you're keen, keep learning; heading overseas for studies covers not only fees but tosses in over 2,000 bucks monthly.

Plenty to keep living standards solid abroad.

Thirdly.

Water and power for homes are on the house.

Fourth.

Buying a vehicle.

Government foots half the bill, regardless of the price tag.

Fifth.

Homes.

Yours to occupy for free.

Plus.

Freshly married pairs snag 50,000 US dollars from the state, and each newborn kid brings a 5,000-dollar payout, with an additional 5,000 if they share his birthday.

Starting a business.

Loans at near-zero rates.

Fuel costs.

Thanks to oil output, it's under 0.2 dollars a liter; in Asian Dollars, it dips below one yuan—cheaper than tap water.

Still.

Despite these top-tier benefits, domestic troubles linger.

Excess funds.

Aren't always a boon—their clan grabs the biggest slice, but unity fails, with many eyeing his throne.

The demonstrators.

Swayed by mixed motives, nudged by those with agendas.

It's tough.

Frankly.

Should the schemes from Europe and America pan out, his ousters would rue the day—but too late by then, a scenario he dreads.

Bottom line.

Give it his all.

Block any openings for Europe and the US.

12 billion dollars.

Power.

Could mark the start—he must ponder deeply.

...

Before long.

The concept video hit global news outlets.

Following its broadcast on Algerian state television, reactions poured in like a flood—North Africa linking to the Middle East forms the core Arab realm.

Hence.

Tastes in design align closely.

Obviously.

Amazement swept them too—this top-notch blueprint captivates instantly, drawing gazes that stick, with eyes sparkling in delight.

Loads of people in Algeria push hard for matching builds there.

Back then.

Myanmar's city ventures skipped Arab lands, the why is straightforward—these spots hold too much centralized control.

Plus.

They sit on wealth.

So.

No rush to erect fresh urban hubs, and their economies lack the spark of livelier nations, mixed with heritage factors, keeping them quiet.

Now.

This trailer detonates across those lands.

...

Saudi Arabia.

UAE.

Egypt.

Qatar.

Oman.

...

Arab nations one after another get swamped by the clip, replaying it endlessly, hooked tight—some even print stills to pin up at home.

Deeply smitten.

Earlier.

On urban projects.

Plenty of outlets sneered at it as a broke country's whim.

Naturally including theirs.

Today.

Witnessing this, Arab folks spot the prejudice—these visuals strike a chord, fueling strong yearnings.

As such.

Demands for similar projects surge.

"I yearn to dwell in a place like that, it's flawless."

"Why not construct your own?"

One person floats the idea.

But another shoots it down fast.

"Better skip it—that's copying, pretty embarrassing."

"Spot on."

"We're not short on cash anyway."

"..."

Thanks to its unique flair, this polishes a whole design tradition, totally fresh—if duplicated, it'd get called out quick.

At that point.

Accusations of stealing would fly.

Such a thing.

Proud as they are, they'd never tolerate it—and the trailer notes it's from the Myanmar Bank Group Design Institute, with legal action for copies.

Right away.

Talk of solo builds fades out.

...

Saudi Arabia.

Capital city.

Riyadh.

"Impressive."

"Impressive."

The reigning king marveled aloud, viewing the promo with a swirl of emotions. To think, Myanmar Bank Group holds such stellar blueprints.

Why skip approaching us initially?

These days.

Libya snagged the first shot, acting all high and mighty? Maybe—aside from India's Roy City, Myanmar's other works only kick off after nations reach out.

Scraps.

Each place starts on its own, then seeks Myanmar's help.

Fair to say.

It's a bold approach altogether.

Before.

Saudi showed scant enthusiasm for these gigs—modern towns are fine, but Saudis haven't exactly suffered bad homes, so no big hurry.

What's more.

Cultural ties make them shy from modern looks, but now a polished Arab-inspired system emerges.

It stirs them up.

Annoying.

Had they pitched to us upfront, the prestige would be ours—not this trailing position; even starting one feels like playing catch-up.

Huh?

Out of nowhere.

A spark hit the king's mind.

Could it be.

Myanmar Bank Group's ploy? Deliberately holding back to spark rivalry, then swoop in with massive orders for grander cities?

Yeah... that tracks.

Sneaky move.

Still.

The pull is huge—awareness doesn't dim its appeal; it's a tactic laid bare.