Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2441 - 2281: The World’s Fourth Largest International Payment Currency

Back in those days.

Regarding Ling's abilities, Kan Qin might have questioned them initially. Yet, after serving alongside him for so many years, he fully understands the immense prowess Ling possesses.

Temperament.

Expertise.

Tactics.

...

All of these exceed what ordinary folks can achieve. They ascend to an alarming degree, particularly his unflappable calm—even when the heavens collapse, he stays utterly composed.

No challenge whatsoever.

Can rattle him even a bit; he handles them with effortless grace. Take the notoriously volatile Myanmar military from that era, for instance—beneath Ling's command.

It got settled in mere moments.

Consequently.

A crisis that could have escalated massively was averted.

From that point onward.

The Myanmar military fell swiftly under Ling's dominion. Even now, throughout its hierarchy, nobody dares to contest Ling's command.

Those who try.

Have met their fitting ends.

Execute?

Not exactly.

Reassign.

Retire.

Even for minor errors, provided they didn't involve core principles, Ling granted special forgiveness to all. This left those individuals deeply thankful and deferential toward him.

Naturally.

For those utterly defiant ones.

Capture.

Trial.

Incarcerate.

A swift chain of actions.

Those denied pardon faced at least a decade behind bars, still crooning "Iron Window Tears" to this day. As they gaze at Ling on television, delivering assured words to world leaders.

Kan Qin's gaze gleamed with profound respect.

...

Right now.

Fifty kilometers beyond the urban sprawl, nestled in an isolated hilly region, a sprawling facility marks the terminus of a twisting path—clearly a correctional facility.

Perimeter fence.

Wire mesh.

Guard posts.

Uniformed officers.

...

Security is ironclad.

This place.

Serves as Myanmar's premier enforcement jail.

Confining.

Primarily elite offenders, along with those convicted via military courts, under stringent safeguards; the entire route bars unauthorized access.

Given the inmates' elite backgrounds.

Hence.

They skip grueling mine labor, and the facility offers comparatively decent conditions. On every guard tower, armed personnel maintain vigilant posts.

Crest of the towers.

Not exposed.

A ring of reinforced glass shields against distant threats.

...

Within the facility.

A solitary cell.

Kundun stares vacantly at the television. Ling commands the stage with such poise and assurance that envy surges through Kundun, his eyes burning with jealousy; the longer he watches, the fiercer his rage grows.

Without Ling's interference.

At present.

He'd hold the presidency, occupying that very podium. For a man convinced victory lay just a single stride away, such thoughts come naturally.

In his perspective.

Had he triumphed.

Those innovations.

Would rest in his grasp; he could replicate Ling's feats—and surpass them. As the screen displays those scenes.

His gaze.

Grows ever bloodshot.

"Ah!"

"Ling!"

"You scoundrel."

"..."

Yelling.

Howling.

Hurling objects.

Banging against the door.

Kundun unleashes his fury wildly. Mere inability to attain something stings, but falling short by a hair's breadth drives the deepest madness.

Nearby.

Inmates in adjacent cells hear Kundun's outbursts, their minds brimming with scorn. This idiot still hasn't grasped reality, hurling curses at the President from in here.

Seeking doom!

Still.

Recalling his life sentence.

Fine!

It scarcely differs from demise. No possibility of release, and notions like medical parole... do they view Myanmar Medical Group's expertise as mere pretense?

Whatever ailment.

Receives treatment on-site.

Without cost.

Therefore.

Since the jail's inception, medical bail has never occurred. Even grave conditions yield to the on-site clinic's care, leaving one utterly bemused.

Why not dial down the proficiency a notch?

Lifting their sights.

Spotting Ling persist with his address on the broadcast, they harbor deeper pity for Kundun.

...

Meanwhile.

In Seoul.

The assembly.

Amid resounding cheers, Ling wrapped up his address. If one called the material fiery and motivational, it wasn't quite that, yet each word brimmed with genuine intent.

Reflecting.

True enough.

Myanmar's accomplishments over recent years abound, particularly in aiding worldwide rebound from the financial slump, delivering substantial impact and notable success.

Now.

Numerous attendees turned eyes toward the American delegation.

Merely unleashing the deluge.

Refusing to aid recovery.

Indulging in monetary maneuvers daily, igniting inner fury across nations, yet all must grudgingly submit. After all, their might dominates, their resolve unyielding.

Untouchable!

Mentioning it.

Attendees couldn't help glancing back at Ling.

Truth be told.

Over these years, only he has boldly snubbed the United States without repercussions.

On this occasion.

Exchange rates featured prominently in the discussions, with America bluntly asserting that Myanmar's Asia Dollar warranted elevation accordingly.

Plus.

Lifting financial restrictions.

To this.

Ling countered outright in his recent remarks—our affairs are ours alone; the United States ought not meddle excessively.

Straightforward.

Unfiltered.

Bold.

America's representatives scowled deeper.

Frankly.

Plenty wondered why America tolerated Myanmar so mildly? Ling's audacity stems from ample resources, yet he lacks robust safeguards.

Repeated frictions with Western powers.

Resonate widely.

Most surmised the key lay in Myanmar's proximity to Huaxia; cornered utterly, it could lean entirely on them, leaving Europe and America powerless.

Leverage.

The leverage at Myanmar's disposal, they reckoned, peaked here—though pure conjecture, not confirmed truth.

Moreover.

Deeper secrets might lurk.

The globe.

Its currents.

Defy simple sight.

...

Confronted by myriad odd looks, America's team seethed inwardly, yet reaped little. No choice; targeting Myanmar proves arduous.

Tough.

Primarily.

The powerful alliances.

Remain undecided on assaulting Myanmar.

Next.

Advisors continue assessments, guarding against shifts to the foe.

Finally.

Even among their ranks, voices increasingly favor restraint, deeming an attack on Myanmar exorbitantly expensive, while its presence serves vital purposes.

Logical arguments proliferate.

All told.

Internally.

Externally.

Obstacles abound, hindering even a dominant force like America's executive and advisory bodies—despite vast independence—from aligning views and moving against Myanmar.

Frustrating.

Leading the pack proves truly taxing!

...

As the gathering advances.

Beyond its walls.

Fresh reports ignited global buzz.

Recently.

The Society for Worldwide Interbank Financial Telecommunication (SWIFT) unveiled fresh statistics, the sole entity equipped to tally worldwide currency usage in payments.

Since.

Inter-nation dealings in diverse currencies route exclusively through its system, and annually it discloses global commerce settlement figures—unchanged this year.

And those figures sparked widespread astonishment!

Leading.

US Dollar, at thirty-six point five percent, reigning supreme for ages.

Following.

Euro, thirty-two point seven percent.

Then.

British Pound, five point zero two percent.

Next.

Asia Dollar, four point three percent. The Asia Dollar's portion in worldwide trade settlements eclipsed the Yen, claiming the fourth spot among global payment currencies.

In an instant.

Myanmar.

Ling.

Asia Dollar.

Reclaimed the spotlight on the world stage.