Seeing this application requirement, Lin Miao's forehead was sweating.

Currently, it's not just Europe; apart from Tokyo University, no country has a communications network system covering the entire territory. Due to natural disasters and human destruction, the information network infrastructure is severely damaged. The signal tower you just repaired might be dismantled by the Chaotic Blade Association or Adcardo to sell as scrap metal.

Adding in city centralization, the communication between people is confined within each city, and people from different cities cannot connect. Only large companies with satellites can use satellite communication to transmit data, but it's all used for critical core data.

For Lin Miao to achieve this, he either has to build communication towers covering the entire United States or launch or lease a satellite.

Or... use the Black Wall gateway.

Black Wall protocol exists in every connectable network device. In theory, Lin Miao can not only steal data traffic from big companies' satellites but also snatch those satellites currently controlled by roaming AI, and human society wouldn't even know.

But the issue is not whether it can be done but how to explain to other companies why it can be done.

Lin Miao indeed has ways to pull the wool over people's eyes, but whether this application is worth doing so becomes a new problem.

Adhering to a character setup of being "persuasive," Lin Miao patiently continued to read the Truth Department's program development plan,

"Hmm... Douyu? Or TikTok?"

"Live-stream the Cuban War to all America and even the world, use this publicity platform to promote weapons, and become a commercial spokesperson for major defense enterprises... Damn, this guy is simply a genius."

Lin Miao was amazed by this commercial plan. If it succeeds, companies like Military Science, Huang Ban, Kangtao would definitely offer their flagship products for free on the Cuban battlefield for players to use and then livestream sales, but there's a little issue that needs solving.

Morality

This is recommending more efficient killing weapons to everyone, even going so far as to livestream killings.

This issue is barely cared about in the cyber world or even in 2025 when faced with enormous interests, but Lin Miao must care.

Because doing this directly would be no different than those companies that neglect human life for money.

However, Lin Miao needs money right now; the financial consumption of warfare is faster than any scientific research. Just the previous round of anti-air missile salvos cost at least tens of millions of Orokin.

Although it was freeloaded, it was still painfully expensive.

At the moment, Lin Miao's brain was undergoing a brainstorming session.

On the left, a Lin Miao holding a harpoon with sharp teeth said,

"Why care about those drug trafficking Cubans? This is all white money. If you don't earn it, it's a sin; kill and let kill. Haven't you killed enough?"

"Do big things without sticking to trifles, do big things! Do big things!"

On the right, a white-robed Lin Miao with wings and a halo said,

"It's an honor for these drug dealers to contribute to the liberation cause. Let them use their sinful lives to make great contributions to this society. You are cleansing their sins with your actions, noble and elevated beyond petty interests."

"Even if they die, they will thank you. If you genuinely feel heartache for this, consider setting up a Thanksgiving on TikTok, burn some cyber paper money for these drug dealers on this day every year to console their spirits."

"Your virtue is immeasurable! Even the Buddha would open his eyes for you!"

Sharp-toothed Lin Miao was astonished, pointing the harpoon at white-robed Lin Miao and angrily chastised,

"You heartless being! Do you have any humanity left?"

"Audacious!"

White-robed Lin Miao glared angrily, reaching out a giant hand to grab sharp-toothed Lin Miao,

"How dare you blaspheme my presence! Watch me cast you down to the eighteenth level of Chengdu Hell, butt facing outside!"

Instant refinement!

Lin Miao laughed.

He wasn't a saint of purity; there's no need to fall into a moral dilemma in such matters.

Let it be wrong; future generations will decide the right and wrong.

Every era needs someone to bear the blame; why can't it be him?

Yet, though he said so, the issue of live-streaming must be handled carefully to avoid overly promoting in Cuba, accidentally harming civilians, and persuading Cuban troops to surrender, avoiding unnecessary killings under the guise of testing weapons.

Proceed with live-streaming through unavoidable wars to derive some benefit.

Lin Miao swiped his hand.

[Application approved]

Next item

[David Martinez, application to enlist in the military]

"....."

This application written by Gloria showed her deep helplessness, even though Lin Miao hadn't directly communicated with her.

The experiences in Cuba made David decisively determined to fight on the front lines, even refusing the rear, showing admirable resolve.

[Lin Miao: System]

[System: At your service]

[Lin Miao: How many of our basic officers completing training in Dragon Field do we have now?]

[System: 173 have completed basic military training, 14 are undergoing intermediate military training]

[Lin Miao: So many? Seems like they're quite motivated.]

[System: After detoxing with neural modulators, the series [GC International] written by Arturo under player assistance greatly influenced them, not only correcting moral inferiority but also instilling a substantial level of political consciousness, working hard in their studies]

Lin Miao was tongue-tied.

To think that a year ago, these people were vicious road bandits in the Chaotic Blade Association; within half a year they were remodeled like this. If such methods fell into the hands of crooks, it might become the content of underground publications and adult works.

With the grassroots officers established, it's now time to form an army composed of people in the cyber world.

This is their world; it's impossible to perpetually have players bear the brunt.

Some things, in the end, have to be done by oneself.