Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2467 - 2305: The Floating Platform

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

It was the Lantern Festival.

The family had reunited within the manor.

Gathered around the table.

Tang Kai wore a wry smile as he addressed everyone: "Daughter, wouldn't it be better to just head back to school? Even though exercising is healthy, following this intense daily regimen is becoming a bit much."

Throughout this entire week.

Every single day.

The three girls had significantly ramped up their physical training, constantly pressuring him and his wife to join in. While he initially cherished having his daughter home, the routine was becoming exhausting!

Upon hearing his complaint.

Tang Nian’er pouted slightly.

"Absolutely not."

"College is far too inconvenient, and Dad, a little fatigue is natural. Just keep pushing through. Once you discover the true nature of the grand prize, you will certainly feel exactly like I do right now."

"Don't ever think about quitting."

"Mom, you need to stick with it as well, there is no way you will regret it."

Hearing these words.

The couple traded a look of helplessness.

Very well!

They would give it another go.

Intrigued by what this mysterious, grand reward could possibly be—the one that fueled such boundless vitality in the three girls—Tang Kai shot a resentful glance toward Tang Qing.

He remained silent, though his curiosity was piqued.

...

The following morning.

"Brother, we are coming to visit you over the summer break."

"Very well."

Tang Qing offered an amused nod. These three girls were incredibly competitive, harboring delusions that they might surpass him by the time summer arrived. Though such a feat was impossible, their unyielding spirit was certainly worthy of praise.

At this stage.

The breakthrough had only served to refine the girls' physicality; they had yet to awaken the so-called Nerve Telekinesis. According to the system's logic, his own head start was essentially a cheat code.

Others attempting to awaken that potential must first reach Level Ten, and even then, the odds remained slim. It would take them at least another ten years to hit the Level Ten threshold.

Bottom line.

He was granted the system early on, allowing him to grow stronger through various tasks. The three girls, however, had to progress increment by increment, unless the system eventually unveiled some sort of pay-to-win mechanic.

Unless he could simply gift attribute points to others.

Otherwise.

They were entirely on their own.

Of course.

As his own strength grew, he could provide subtle assistance, perhaps by infusing Origin Energy to boost the efficacy of their Cultivation, though he currently had no such plans.

In these early stages.

It was vital for them to grasp that the journey of realization is rarely a smooth one.

...

That afternoon.

Tang Qing arrived at the research park.

At present.

Throngs of staff were returning to their posts after the holiday, carrying oversized bags and wearing cheerful expressions. Years ago, it would have been inconceivable for them to actually celebrate the Lantern Festival at home.

Usually, most corporations.

Mandate a return to work by the seventh.

Employees living far away would have to depart by the fifth or sixth, battling for scarce tickets and enduring stressful, grueling transit. Here, they were granted leave until the fifteenth.

For the long journey back.

The company provided the tickets.

In cases.

Where the routes were logistically slammed and seats were unavailable, the company would simply charter planes or buses—an atmosphere of extreme luxury that made most workers envy their situation.

Working here.

Truly provided a sense of belonging, as if the office were a second home.

Everything.

Was down to the fact that they worked for an exceptional boss.

...

Walking into the main facility.

"Greetings, Boss Tang."

Every person he passed seemed to gain a burst of energy, as he was their absolute pillar of support. Over the past two years, everyone under Tang Qing’s leadership.

Had evolved into his most loyal following.

Respect.

True reverence.

Unwavering admiration.

In the realm of scientific research, competence is the ultimate currency. They had witnessed Tang Qing's brilliance firsthand; he was a master of every discipline, a genuine scientific prodigy.

No.

The word 'prodigy' didn't even suffice; he was a divine intellect. Their own skills had advanced exponentially under him, and many external research institutions were now actively poaching them.

Some organizations were even government-backed.

Yet despite this.

They felt no temptation to leave.

What would they do there, exactly?

Become a head researcher?

Ha!

Not a chance. They would much rather remain as minor cogs in his machine, learning directly from Tang Qing, preferring to look up to him rather than being the ones others looked toward.

The reality was.

Compared to Tang Qing, they still felt woefully inadequate. Only by staying under his wing could they master genuine techniques and observe a far more expansive horizon.

Furthermore.

The compensation here was incredibly generous.

As contributors to the projects led by Tang Qing, their team had achieved massive breakthroughs over the last two years, notably in the Tianpeng Flying Device, submersibles, and advanced sea-drilling technology.

Their yearly performance bonuses were staggering.

Those at the low end.

Saw two or three hundred thousand.

For those performing better.

Eight hundred thousand or more.

Some even received millions; where else could a researcher find such treatment?

Therefore.

They were not leaving unless forced. Everyone working under Tang Qing was driven, bolstered by the presence of so many elite minds, making them constantly feel as though they had much more to prove.

Here.

They were often handed tasks that were absurdly difficult, or even seemingly impossible.

To complain?

That was not an option.

They only focused on finding solutions, because history had shown that if a task couldn't be completed by them, someone else would certainly find a way. No one dared to challenge those superiors by saying, 'If you're so smart, do it yourself.'

Because.

Those people might actually demonstrate exactly how vast the gap was between them. That phrase had become a forbidden taboo; to say it was to effectively confess one's own failure.

...

Inside the conference hall.

"Boss Tang, in one week, the 'Floating Node' mining platform will initiate its official acceptance testing. Our on-site engineering team is currently finishing the final calibrations."

As he spoke.

The main screen flickered on, broadcasting live feed images from the site.

The viewers could see.

The massive 'Floating Node' anchored just offshore. To the untrained eye, it looked less like a vessel and more like a colossal, man-made island.

On its surface.

Lush lawns.

Well-maintained gardens.

Small wooded patches.

Intricate transit paths.

These features claimed a significant portion of its total area. With so many structures built atop it, the metallic hull was barely visible from above; it looked exactly like a tranquil island.

The primary drilling machinery was built to retract entirely into the inner hull, both for the sake of aesthetics and because the actual drilling operations took place far below the waterline.

Consequently.

The exterior maintained a serene, recreational appearance—an intentional design choice to mitigate potential scrutiny from environmental advocacy groups.

However.

Achieving this level of refinement came at a astronomical cost.

Fortunately.

Tang Qing possessed massive capital, and by utilizing his own proprietary steel, the total cost was kept slightly above ten billion. After more than a year of segmented construction, it was finally at the point of delivery.

At this moment.

The lead engineer was overcome with excitement.

His eyes glimmered.

Incredible!

It was truly a masterpiece, a project one could brag about for a lifetime. No other institution in the world would ever contemplate investing such an exorbitant sum into an offshore platform.

There was little reason to.

The utility was questionable at best.

After all.

Is land-based mining not vastly superior? In terms of both overhead and operational difficulty, the sea was much tougher. Only if one were extracting incredibly rare, precious minerals could one hope to see a return.

Otherwise.

Extracting common iron or copper from the ocean floor would lead to catastrophic financial deficits. Since it wasn't nuclear-powered, the fuel expenditure for the Floating Node would be monumental.

Once made public, it would likely be met with ridicule and harsh criticism.

Of course.

It wasn't entirely bereft of value.

For complex deep-sea salvage missions, the Floating Node might actually be quite effective. Frankly, he still hadn't figured out how Tang Qing expected to recoup such a monumental investment.

If it failed to be profitable.

Perhaps they could pivot to tourism.

He suspected.

They could at least claw back a small portion of the costs. As he looked at Tang Qing, he felt a sense of reverence, concluding that this project was never about financial gain—it was about the pure, romantic pursuit of scientific potential.

This.

Could be dubbed the 'manifesto' of scientific passion!

However.

He failed to realize that Tang Qing would never allow such an asset to become a mere decoration. It was destined to be a massive, record-breaking engine of profit.

No valuable minerals?

Then he would simply create them.