Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Chapter 757 757: Plans speeding up

Afterward, no matter how Ling Qingyu called out, Miss System was gone. She knew Miss System was silently watching her in case she got herself off the 'good path.'

It seemed she had transformed into a masochist, desiring more lectures from a higher existence.

Ling Qingyu hustled toward the bathroom for a warm shower to clear her thoughts and ordered Athena to compile a reasonable multifaceted plan for the Elephant Continent and the Middle Kingdom.

Where chaos fell, opportunity thrived, proportional to the risks. Ordinary people couldn't prepare for such dangers, but such dangers meant nothing to Ling Qingyu, as well as to other state actors.

The plan to participate in the mercenary unions had to be stepped up very soon. Otherwise, unofficial armed privateers could be designated as bounty hunters at best and bandits at worst.

After all, according to the regulations here by the World Government, the hunting of these groups was supported in terms of credits, extremely useful for the companies in the mercenary unions.

It was like having a channel to buy the latest allowed weapons and equipment. For instance, most mercenaries without solid support couldn't secure technologically advance equipment and these credits allowed them to purchase at a discount price even. Anti-tank and anti-air portable versions with tracking and report system to ensure every use was recorded.

No one desired a private state actor to destroy public aircrafts or see them utilized in assassination. Of course, such regulations barely minimized the above possibilities and applied solely to the mercenaries under its control, not others.

Although mercenary unions were comprised of various groups, they shared the same interests under the organization of the World Government.

However, as always, leaks were to be expected. Some strong groups were sponsored by regional powers such as Country A and R as spies. There were many others. Nonetheless, all parties were aware and chose to turn a blind eye to these existence.

In addition, another category leaned between mercenaries and privateers—PMCs, private military companies.

They swore allegiance to their homeland incognito while remaining a tool for plausible deniability.

All in all, because of the additional existence of World Government checks and balances among the multipolar superpowers, the intricate private armed industry became ever more confusing for most people.

Both in the light and the dark, there was no doubt the World Government's moves strangled unlawful activities by a large margin.

Anyway, Ling Qingyu herself was perplexed by the outrageous checks and balances and didn't understand how they worked.

It wasn't that the system wasn't feasible, but that the establishment seemed prepared for a total collapse of the current economic order and a world of chaos in her eyes.

Comprehending PMCs was sufficient to consume brain cells, and the World Government's private arm treaties totally muddied the waters.

The narratives from her homeland, Country A and R, declared their suspicions toward such treaties, as if portraying the World Government leadership's actions as blatant attempts to sow discord.

Ling Qingyu took their accusations with a grain of salt. Although the actions appeared, at a glance, to grant too much freedom for evil people to take advantage of, she sensed deeper meanings.

At least, to her, the World Government's policy only brought benefits, and she would definitely support their side, right?

Perhaps the next economic collapse, which was now on the tip of the mountain, would be terrible enough to erupt into another clash between the powers, and the World Government intended to stabilize and control most regions through these preparatory actions.

She didn't know for sure, but from Athena's calculations, the economic bubble was still a decade away, and if mitigated, the impact could be reduced.

Maybe someone in power had learned the lessons of history and recognized the pattern of an ever-infinite cycle, then aspired to ascend together under the new system, just like her.

While she fancied remaining incognito and influencing events from behind the scenes, others might not agree

These thoughts were flushed away into the drainage as the warm shower dribbled down her body, hair strands sticking to her luminescent, lustrous skin.

Her eyes fluttered under the delicious weight of the water as she groaned with satisfaction when the warmth seeped in.

Forget everything—just enjoy the moment. Regardless, Ling Qingyu knew she could protect her loved one in all scenarios. That was enough.

Thirty-five minutes later, Ling Qingyu came out, wiggling the towel over her hair to dry it. Approaching the mirror, she reached for the air dryer and blew her hair dry.

Of course, only after making sure her hands and feet weren't wet did she use the dryer. Thick hair, for girls, demanded the utmost care; a towel wasn't enough.

Glancing around, Ling Qingyu sighed at the lonely sight of her King Suite, with no one else accompanying her. All those decorations and luxury meant nothing without someone.

After some consideration, she called Tang Ziyi. The line rang a few times before Tang Ziyi answered.

"Hey, dear? What's up? Aren't you going to sleep, if my estimation is correct?"

"Yeah, about to sleep, but someone made me feel lonely enough that I had to disturb you, Sister Ziyi."

"Ah— of course. As a perv, you must have some self-awareness about why others avoid you," Tang Ziyi teased. "I'm relieved to see Xiao Yue staying away from you."

"Shut up," Ling Qingyu snarled. "I'm not calling to receive salt from you to lick my wounds."

"Well, well, well. Acting strong, huh?"

"All right, let's cut to the chase." A pause. "We're going to advance our plans."

"What plan?" Tang Ziyi's tone automatically turned serious.

"I just had a sudden awakening—and an idea we envisioned in the past."

"You don't discuss this with Xiao Yue and instead talk about it with me. Are you serious?"

"You aren't stupid, Sister Ziyi. You're a genius."

"Thank you very much, but when have I ever said I was stupid?" Tang Ziyi laughed coldly.

"Ahem—I need you to start acting overseas."

"Oh, now our CEO plans to suck us dry and squeeze every last use out of her subordinates. My poor life ahead."

"Quit the drama, Sister Ziyi. I've already secured a platform to launch and connect all the dots. I just need manpower and talent."

"Okay." Tang Ziyi's voice pitched up in surprise. "What do I do then?"

"Pick twenty or thirty of our girls to register for our mercenary dream. Call it whatever you want. You have full support from Athena and Elena."

"My hands are itching from your words, but don't I always have my nieces' support, darling?"

Ling Qingyu ignored her last words and continued: "We don't need too much flash—just a history and a record that can be proven to humans, showing we exist officially."

"I think I can guess what you're up to."

"Good. Then ask which girls are interested in participating. I'm sure many will jump at the task."

"You don't say—especially now that our province has turned 'very very quiet'. Besides, we might not be needed too publicly anymore, at least since your lover has trained her own SWAT teams across cities and plans to establish a dedicated spec-ops unit solely for Province N to combat drug and human trafficking across borders, plus counter-terrorism."

"Poor darling, you're about to be discarded very soon. Sure enough, women's hearts are poisonous."

Ling Qingyu's eyelids twitched at Tang Ziyi's tone. Please match your tone to your meaning when you express sympathy.

Besides, why are you cursing yourself?

"We can't help it. If we don't withdraw ourselves soon and get replaced by real official teams, we're handing others an easy attack route. My lovely Qingyue might not say anything, but the pressure on her will only mount."

"It's not like we can't transform our military presence into civilian policing outfits."