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Chapter 1022 - 895: Good News (Subscribe Please!)

    <h4>Chapter 1022: Chapter 895: Good News (Subscribe Please!)</h4><h4></h4>


    Myanmar.


    In their minds,


    it had always been synonymous with backwardness,


    an agricultural country whose industrial foundation had yet to be established, with manufacturing technology at least a decade behind Huaxia, and even more so in high-end manufacturing,gging behind Huaxia by fifteen to twenty years.


    Everything before their eyes,


    many were willing to believe, was the result of Myanmar’s "all-out national effort" to produce a "showcase project."


    ...


    In the crowd,


    the buzz of discussion filled the air.


    "Wow, it looks so advanced,"


    the person said, and like the others, he clicked away with his camera, nning to study itter.


    "Tsk tsk, it makes me want to own one, no, one of these containers, it’s really amazing," they primarily thought the container was impressive, while the vehicle was just an ordinary truck.


    They failed to see any technical substance.


    However,


    would they understand how wrong they were if they could take a look inside?


    "That helicopter looks a bit strange, I’ve never seen anything like it, Old Liu, have you seen one?" After closely examining the appearance of the helicopter’s structure, an expert from the Chinese Academy of Sciences asked his colleague.


    The two were not academicians, merely experts on an academic project, both having started at the Ph.D. level.


    Upon hearing this, his colleague shook his head, "I haven’t either, it must be some converted civilian helicopter."


    "The conversion technology is impressive, but could it be possible that they produced it themselves?" the expert muttered, hand on his chin.


    "Do you think they can produce helicopters?"


    His colleague looked amazed, as if the idea were preposterous.


    The expert shook his head and clicked his tongue a few times, frowning, "I didn’t believe it before, but now that I’m seeing it... it’s not impossible, especially since the technology for manufacturing civilian helicopters isn’t too difficult."


    "Now that you mention it, it really could be possible,"


    his colleague nced at the fully deployed tform, his steadfast belief suddenly wavering...


    ...


    In the distance,


    over three hundred people were pointing and discussing the container.


    Mostly in admiration,


    many thought highly of it and were nning to study it thoroughly to see if it was possible to purchase a few, or even make their own, as it was just some simple mechanical design which wasn’t too difficult to figure out.


    At that moment,


    another container revealed its true contents.


    It was a huge rectangr mechanical "block."


    Embedded in it was their test subject,


    ---------- Industrial-grade gas filter.


    The huge filter had not been transported as a whole.


    A filter with a diameter of seven and a half meters was inconvenient to transport, whether ced horizontally or vertically.


    They could only utilize a split transportation and onsite assembly approach, only seeing six semicircr filters lined up and "embedded" in the iron "block" on both sides of the interior of the container.


    The Fighter made a few adjustments above,


    and the iron "block" began to transform.


    "Hiss..."


    "Hiss..."


    After two long hissing sounds of releasing air,


    the tworge filter segments, initially mped together, slowly unfolded like an eagle spreading its wings.


    When both sections were horizontally aligned,


    the Fighter input amand,


    and the automatic filterponents began to move closer.


    Next, they witnessed engineers from the other side start to use some odd tools to tweak a few knobs on the joint sections of the filter, assembling the two semicircr filters into a finished product.


    At this time,


    the person in charge of the entire testing, also an academician from the Chinese Academy of Sciences named Changming, approached the technical head of the Myanmar Environmental Technology Company and asked, "Mr. Qi, is it ready?"


    The Fighter shook his head, "Five more minutes, we’ve just finished the ground assembly, now we need to test the operational data." After saying this, the Fighter pressed a few buttons on something the domestic experts couldn’t understand.


    The next moment,


    "Buzz..."


    the entire filter activated.


    Very quietly,


    touching it, one could hardly feel any vibration.


    This was because chimneys are generally constructed with rotating heads, and prolonged vibration could likely damage the chimney’s structure; thus, the first-generation filter had to consider and solve this issue.


    Meanwhile,


    the indicator lights started to glow.


    The red lights shed in circles, just like the lights on the roof, providing a signal to targets above, an indispensable sound of the fans spinning.


    This wasn’t hard to understand; the device must actively suck in air, and quickly at that, otherwise, it might lead to gas backflow into the chimney, which would be a significant ident.


    A few minutester.


    Theputer in front of them disyed a long string ofmand prompts, eventually showing Chinese characters.


    -----Passed.


    Immediately, the Fighter turned to Changming and said, "Academician Chang, the testing isplete, there are no issues, we can begin the hoisting. Please immediately evacuate the workers below; the aviation authority has already issued the flight permit."


    "That’s great, you can start," Changming said happily, then turned around to give orders.


    At that moment.


    A pilot had already settled into the airne.


    "Buzzing..."


    The helicopter’s propellers began spinning furiously.


    But the ground below was a tform, so it didn’t kick up much dust.


    A minuteter, the helicopter took off, flew above the filter, and quickly hooked the fourtches onto the fixed buckles, and the onlooking crowd noticed an issue—that the helicopter was extremely stable while hovering.


    There was hardly any shaking to be seen.


    But that was expected; for a high-altitude, precision instation, stability was the primary requirement.


    The helicopter was hoisting the filter.


    It quickly flew up into the sky, and while the leaders looked up, the experts ran to the monitors at the ground observation tform to observe the positions of the chimney and the filter.


    This was a top-down aerial view, and as the two circles slowly approached each other, the experts watched intently, unblinking.


    Three minutester.


    With a beep, a green light stayed on at the control tform.


    The Fighter reported the good news, "The filter has been sessfully ced, the device has been activated; you can start the slow testing now. We’ll continue with the other two." In total, three chimneys were to be fitted.


    Next.


    In less than fifteen minutes.


    The Fighter had installed the remaining two filters.


    Apanied by announcements from the factory’s loudspeakers that the instation wasplete, the entire power nt sprang into operation; inside the thermal power nt, the boilers fired up, and a burst of ck smoke rushed into the chimney through the pipes.


    The experts, too, were focused on their instruments.


    Although they were prepared,


    the sight of what should have been ck smoke from the chimney now being harmless white smoke, while all monitoring readings showed the gases were non-toxic to humans, made everyone apud this great invention.


    The factory leaders pped the hardest,


    as this meant the power nt didn’t need to be dismantled, and they could keep their positions.


    Next.


    The Fighter would follow the experts to Beijing for a seminar and a technical appraisal meeting.


    There was also half a month of monitoring testing; only when the effects of the filter were fully confirmed would Huaxia strongly support and even mandatorily require all rted enterprises to meet the new emissions standards.


    ...


    Soon.


    The news spread across the inte.


    Learning that Huaxia had begun to test the use of filters, the people of Huaxia cheered. If the emission issue could be resolved, they wouldn’t detest thermal power nts and steel factories so much.


    The overall air quality in Huaxia would improve.


    And so,


    Lang Cai was upset again.


    Once again ying the role of ’customer service’.


    India.


    Japan.


    Egypt.


    Iran.


    Italy.


    ...


    Over twenty countries sent invitations.


    They invited the Myanmar Environmental Technology Company toe and carry out testing in their countries; most were European countries because, after so many days of events fermenting, their six major sses of pollution enterprises were surrounded daily by citizens.


    Not expressing a stance soon,


    might mean they couldn’t maintain their approval rates.


    The day after a filter was installed in a steel factory in New Delhi,


    the Indian Government officially announced: industrial-level filters were approved for sale in India, and by the end of 2006, all heavy gas-polluting enterprises around the capital, New Delhi, must meet the new exhaust gas emission standards.


    inly speaking,


    it meant installing these industrial-level filters, and the reason only the areas around New Delhi were announced was known worldwide—India is a nation with strong regional powers.


    The President of India had difficulty in enforcing control over the various states within the country;mands issued in New Delhi didn’t work elsewhere, thus, to save face, they had to start with a ’demonstration temte’ here.


    This piece of good news


    once again put the Myanmar Environmental Technology Company in the headlines.


    And this


    was just the beginning.
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