CHAPTER 1694: CHAPTER 803: SELF-RELIANCE_2

Take the simplest example: the production of engine components, including car and airplane engines, cannot do without machine tools.

This shows the importance of machine tools in modern industry.

So, Anderson was being pretty awesome with his bragging!

He could get his hands on Preston’s core data, but there’s a catch—it has to be three or five years old. If it’s the latest core data, that stuff would be directly tied to national defense. If he could actually get it, he wouldn’t be stuck in a second-tier city in America.

After Yan Fei understood, he felt like a little cat was scratching all over his heart... Wow, with such great stuff, if he didn’t take a little home, it would betray all the patriotic education he’d received over the years!

"Besides Preston, introduce me to similar companies, as many as possible," Yan Fei pressed down the playful cat inside and said kindly to Abe. "The better you share, the better your future will be."

Abe, realizing he couldn’t return home, had no way back and thus acted decisively. Without any hesitation, he shared everything he knew.

After all, Anderson had entrusted him with important tasks, and he had solid knowledge to share. While he didn’t know much about heavy industry, he certainly knew the names of the big, well-known enterprises in his country.

Yan Fei’s requirements weren’t high. All Abe had to do was provide company names and locations. That would be enough. Yan Fei didn’t demand additional details—after all, self-reliance was key!

That very night, Yan Fei flew straight to the nearest industrial base, although it was quite far away. The nearest place was still two states away from his current hotel.

Still, Boss Yan upheld Old Yan’s glorious spirit: the common people should take their work seriously, aiming for excellence and never settling. Since he knew about better options, he wouldn’t compromise for something subpar. Even if nearby locations were decent, he wouldn’t consider them.

Sacks State was an old industrial hub. When Boss Yan arrived, he felt lost; the map he’d heard about wasn’t so reliable. However, Yan wasn’t planning to succeed on his first try. He was there to scout...

Leobert was a diligent lone thief. Although he seldom committed murder or arson, he had done plenty of sneaky work. Rumor had it that he even went to Chinatown to learn some "Kung Fu" just to advance his "career."

The nighttime was Leobert’s active hours. Following his plan, he arrived at a location he had previously scouted—this time taking on a major job. An old client had hired him to steal some commercial documents, supposedly a business bidding proposal. The fee offered was very tempting, so Leobert accepted without hesitation.

If it’s stealing anyway, why not steal goods that already have buyers lined up? It’s absolutely the best kind.

Leobert bypassed the outer security line, carefully avoided several cameras, and sneaked past a few guards. Things were going smoothly for him. He thought his offering to the Chinese theft deity Shi Qian (as learned from his Kung Fu teacher) had worked wonders.

Speaking of this Chinese teacher, he was quite extraordinary. Reportedly, he was a sixth-generation successor of Gui Jiaoqi, a legendary assistant of Master Huang. His Kung Fu was incredible—breaking stones on his chest and punching through walls were routine feats.

Normally, Chinese Kung Fu wasn’t passed to outsiders. However, Leobert’s relentless pleas and generous sincerity payment finally won the teacher over, allowing him to become the seventh-generation successor of Gui Jiaoqi...

Now, this seventh-generation successor of Gui Jiaoqi had successfully entered the enterprise’s premises. He curled up and climbed into a ventilation duct, crawling quickly along its path.

Based on the inside information he had acquired in advance, he was basically safe now. He just needed to crawl a little farther, and then he... He was still calculating when suddenly the ground beneath him gave way. Before he could react, he found himself falling onto a patch of... grass.

Under him was soft soil, accompanied by the familiar scent of clover grass, mixed faintly with the smell of cow dung...

The seventh-generation successor of Gui Jiaoqi felt puzzled. Even if he fell, shouldn’t there be floorboards? Why did it feel like he’d arrived at a farm?

Before he could think further, a voice rang in his ears: "Get up. The big boss wants to question you..."

Clearly, the Chinese theft deity Shi Qian had not blessed this foreign thief. This night turned into a nightmare for Leobert—a nightmare where he would never wake up.

But as the famous King of Pop Michael Jackson’s song "You Are Not Alone" suggests, Leobert wasn’t the only one caught.

After a shocking revelation, Leobert discovered several companions here. Not only that, but he also encountered a few local gang leaders—the "locals" being those from the area before he reached Dinosaur World. This didn’t matter, though, as they’d soon become the gang leaders of Dinosaur Base.

These folks, who were equally confused and shocked, silently proved to Leobert through their circumstances: you are not alone...

The best way to extract intel? Make sure the people providing information have nowhere to retreat. Once inside Dinosaur Base, nothing else mattered. Yan Fei trusted they’d provide him with plenty of details.

The problem with heavy industry enterprises was their massive scale. Yan Fei didn’t plan to relocate an entire industrial base. Taking too much would be useless; keeping a low profile and growing rich silently was better. After all, even if he moved multiple industrial bases, without a proper foundation to support them, it wouldn’t mean much.

Instead, why not just adopt a strategy like ants moving homes—bringing small bits back at regular intervals while following the path of sustainable development.

Yan Fei didn’t personally interrogate Leobert and the others. With laborers on hand, he simply gave instructions. By the next night, he was confident the results wouldn’t disappoint him.

Outside, the group was still in shock, disbelief, reluctant acceptance, and despair... Meanwhile, Yan Fei had already entered the lab, continuing to type away at his keyboard.

These past two days, he’d typed more than in the past few years altogether. While typing, he kept thinking: he must now be an elite typist. His superhuman hand speed had reached the point where ordinary people could only catch its afterimage.

Working late until near dawn, he returned to the hotel for some sleep before heading to Carter’s lab with Yang Xing.

That day, after wrapping up research, Yang Xing had a brief conversation with Torres, mainly to discuss bringing things directly back to China. He worried that if too much time passed, unforeseen events might occur.

But the Torres couple didn’t agree.

Not agreeing was fine. Yan Fei wasn’t as anxious as Yang Xing.

After returning to the hotel, he entered Dinosaur World, where Number One had already been waiting.

Number One respectfully presented a piece of paper: "Boss, here’s the compiled map based on the information they provided. It’s a bit rough due to time constraints, but I’ll explain it to you."

Listening to Number One’s explanation, Yan Fei grew curious: "This map is pretty detailed! Who made it?"

Number One grinned broadly: "This time we got four frequent thieves, all skilled in petty theft. One of them specializes in stealing business secrets and knows several detailed locations. Another used to be a security guard at a major company but got fired for misconduct..."

Yan Fei burst into laughter. Who would’ve thought his random catch would scoop up such "talented individuals"!

"Alright, I understand. Wait two hours, then gather everyone to stand by. If I have more questions, I’ll ask them later..." Yan Fei examined the map thoroughly once more before disappearing with a wave of his hand.

Above the hotel, the little black bird soared into the sky—self-reliance in action!