Another year of bickering passes, and the Spring Festival arrives once again.
The sales of gaming helmets have reached tens of millions.
The gaming companies and equipment manufacturers have grown into behemoths. Making money alone isn't enough—they've spawned hundreds, if not thousands, of upstream, downstream, and peripheral industries.
To put it bluntly, the cutting-edge technology required just for these helmets isn't a matter of a few or even a dozen innovations.
And each technological breakthrough branches out into a dozen different directions...
And that's just the beginning.
Not to mention the ready-to-use technologies, which require even more companies and industrial chains to support them.
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Enough about that.
Let’s talk about what’s been happening abroad over the past six months or so.
Gaming helmets remain in short supply, with demand far outstripping availability.
More and more people are coming to China for medical treatment, tourism, and gaming, making it harder to suppress the positive word-of-mouth like before.
Especially since the current leader of Old Len Country has been constantly hindered during his term, achieving little of note.
However,
Cao Cheng has never been one to meddle in politics, so he doesn’t pay much attention to it.
He’s aware of the situation, and that’s enough.
He also knows full well that this guy will soon be ousted by Sleepy Joe’s cheating, only to return four years later with even more madness.
Doing the math...
It’s truly a perfect storm of timing, geography, and human advantage.
As long as the Eastern Bloc is well-prepared, they can sit back and watch the chaos unfold, remaining unshaken.
Of course,
Cao Cheng doesn’t plan to lecture his father-in-law too much.
After all, the tide of history isn’t something you can steer with a few words—a gentle reminder is enough. There’s no need to overdo it.
Because even without interference, his family will thrive.
No need to force growth prematurely.
Rather than meddling in politics, it’s better to focus on developing new technologies and nurturing top-tier talent.
And that’s exactly what Cao Cheng has been doing.
Over the past six months, using the emotional energy harvested from gaming helmets, he’s acquired numerous advanced technologies.
Some are too cutting-edge to reveal.
Others are unusable even if disclosed.
But,
they’re more than enough to push his current goals forward by years...
So, with Cao Cheng’s help, his father-in-law has also issued directives.
From these directives, it’s clear that their family is one with foresight and long-term vision.
A far cry from those families that rose through plunder and violence.
The difference in perspective is stark.
...
Once the New Year passes,
their family officially declares complete victory in poverty alleviation.
But this doesn’t attract much attention.
Foreign media deliberately underreport it, mentioning it only in passing if at all.
And their family has always been low-key, so most ordinary people aren’t even aware of it—unless they closely follow political news.
After announcing this victory, tucked away in an obscure report, they also release a development plan.
The full title of this plan is...
"Our Family’s Medium- to Long-Term Development Plan for Space Science (2020–2050)."
Just from the name, you can tell it’s a meticulously structured, phased project.
But...
Coverage is sparse. Only those deeply invested in the field—or certain foreign observers—are aware of it.
Hidden within this plan and report are many details.
For example, the plan, jointly released by the Academy of Sciences, the Aerospace Institute, the Manned Spaceflight Office, and other departments, outlines five major scientific themes.
First: Extreme Cosmos...
In simple terms, this involves studying dark matter, cosmic origins, and the detection of baryonic matter.
Second: Ripples in Spacetime.
Basically, researching quantum entanglement in spacetime, detecting mid-to-low-frequency gravitational waves, primordial gravitational waves, and so on.
Third: A Full-Spectrum View of the Sun-Earth System.
This focuses on the interconnected cycles of Earth and the Moon, among other things.
Fourth: Habitable Exoplanets.
In short, solar system archaeology, sustainable planetary development, the search for extraterrestrial life, and exoplanet exploration...
Fifth: Space Exploration.
This one’s self-explanatory, right?
In any case...
These development goals are divided into three major phases.
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No wonder Cao Cheng looks down on other families.
It’s not just blind pride.
Their family operates systematically, progressing as a cohesive whole—take this plan, for example.
Every aspect is interconnected, with a strong thematic focus.
One phase seamlessly leads to the next.
And this was only launched after ensuring the people’s livelihoods were secure—and only after incorporating many of Cao Cheng’s advanced technologies to meticulously chart a path for humanity’s future.
Notably, they didn’t adopt the "metaverse" concept.
What does that tell you?
It means their family already has unique discoveries and believes reality is the foundation of everything—not some virtual universe replacing the real one.
This alone makes Cao Cheng admire the wisdom of their higher-ups.
...
Especially when there’s a comparison.
And the contrast comes quickly.
Shortly after their family releases this medium- to long-term development plan,
other families seem provoked into action.
Soon, they cobble together their own versions of development plans.
Take Old Len, for example.
They hastily announce "The Next Decade in Solar and Space Physics Exploration!"
How impressive is that?
Whether it’s plagiarized or not, whether they had prior research goals—
just the title alone feels cheap.
Seriously.
Only ten years?
What can you possibly achieve in ten years?
Their family’s plan spans thirty years, with three major phases and countless sub-phases for tackling challenges step by step.
And Old Len claims they’ll solve everything in a single decade?
Why not just shoot for the moon?
...
But let’s not dwell on that.
The Euro Bros aren’t about to be left behind either.
They invite multiple families to collaborate on galactic archaeology, gravitational wave research, and something called "heavy gravity science"...
Meanwhile, other families, including the International Space Exploration Association, band together—27 in total—to propose a Moon-to-Mars mission, aiming to land humans on the Red Planet.
Seriously?
You’re gonna "jump" there?
How?
By installing a trampoline on the Moon?
Then—whoosh!—bounce straight to Mars?
Is this all about slogans?
Where’s the substance?
How many years will it take?
What are the phases?
The report doesn’t mention any of that.
...
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Just from these examples, you can see the difference between a stable, deeply rooted civilization and the rest.
All these other families, even when united, can only produce a PowerPoint presentation!
And their so-called plans are often disjointed, each playing in their own sandbox.
Again, it’s the same story.
Everyone’s stuck in their own little world, hoping that friendship and cooperation will magically pull off a grand project.
Sounds great in theory—collaboration, win-win partnerships, and all that.
But there’s a catch: when you’re not even part of the same family, teamwork lacks that crucial synergy.

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