Chapter 560: Flying Higher by Stepping on Corpses

“It doesn’t need to last long.” Antonie waved her hand.
“Haven’t you figured it out yet? Look at Fang Huan’s current attitude; he doesn’t seem to want to support anyone in power.
If he really wanted the ‘autonomous faction’ to be in power, resources would have been concentrated there long ago.
But now? He’s indiscriminately throwing money, food, and fuel! Do you understand?
What he wants isn’t a new president, but… the collapse of the Blue House, the disintegration of the chaebols, and chaos throughout the world!”
“This… plunges the entire country into division? What good will that do for Fang Huan?
Once the semiconductor factories there shut down, many industries will experience a chain reaction, and the whole world will…”
Hearing his subordinate’s doubts, Anthony’s smile became even more meaningful.
“That’s right. What he wants is for the whole world to descend into chaos!”
The global trade crisis a few years ago had already given everyone a preview of that horror.
But that was just a small-scale event.
This time, it’s war! A complete collapse from the inside out, with blood flowing everywhere!
Its destructive power will be ten times, a hundred times, greater than that crisis!
“In every crisis, while others fall in agony, ‘Fang Huan’ always manages to rise higher, stepping over corpses.
This time, it will be the same!”
Even so, to destroy a developed country for this goal…
This is simply too grand, too far beyond comprehension.
This means that “Fang Huan’s” gaze is fixed on an even grander, more terrifying ultimate goal.
What exactly is that ultimate goal?
Even Anthony Watson himself cannot fathom it.
***
Three days later.
Fang Huan Strategic Department.
“What did you say?! What happened to the grain we delivered?!”
“Reporting to Director Zhou! Just now, an army suddenly attacked the port and seized all the grain we unloaded… completely!”
“Damn it, which bastard did this?”
Zhou Yi, Director of the Strategic Department of Fang Huan Group, slammed his hand on the table, almost knocking his coffee away.
“Where are our ships and crew? Are they alright?!”
“Thankfully, Director Zhou. It happened right after our people finished unloading the cargo and the fleet had just left the port!”
Hearing this, Zhou Yi let out a long sigh of relief, feeling cold sweat break out on his back.
"Who on earth did this? Have they got some nerve?
They even dared to touch the nation's relief supplies? Was it the remnants of those 'independence' factions?"
"No. According to intelligence, it was the 52nd Division under the Capital Defense Command!
Led by a general named Park Sung-hwan, he directly led his troops to capture Busan Port!"
The Capital Defense Command! That's an elite force directly under the President's command!
"Not an opposition force…it's someone from the ruling party itself, betraying the organization?!"
"Yes. Based on the current situation, that's it.
Moreover, since the 52nd Division acted, it couldn't have been Park Sung-hwan's decision alone; there must be a much larger force behind him!"
This is a serious mess.
The worst fears of the South Korean leadership have come true in the most dramatic and devastating way!
During this period, they maintained a strict watch, purging countless generals considered "autonomous," and uprooting all their related factions—their methods were ruthless.
But despite all their calculations, they hadn't anticipated that their most trusted elite troops would stab them in the back and steal the life-saving grain!
"General Zhou, what do we do now?" a subordinate asked anxiously.
"Chairman Su's intention was to distribute the grain to the people as quickly as possible to alleviate their hunger, but now…"
"You," Zhou Yi suddenly interrupted his subordinate, turning to look at him with an expression of utter disbelief, "Do you really believe that statement?"
"Huh?"
"I'm asking you, do you really believe that our Chairman Su ordered all the grain to be sent away at once out of pity for those starving people?"
"…" The subordinate fell silent.
Initially, Zhou Yi himself had been misled.
When Su Hao rejected his "phased aid" plan, a ridiculous thought even flashed through his mind:
Could it be that Chairman Su is actually a foolish saint at heart?
After all, wasn't forcibly pushing into the exchange just a way to use Bitcoin to fund the military?
It was an open conspiracy everyone knew.
But Su Hao issued an order that no one could understand—
Send all the food over there, all at once!
The reason given was: The people can't suffer anymore.
But now, he understood everything.
Damn it, think about it carefully!
Multiple port explosions, wildfires in Africa and the Americas causing rivers of blood, financial markets in many countries being ripped apart…
One after another, which of these events wasn't orchestrated by that man?
Which one didn't plunge hundreds of millions into misery?
Would a man who could single-handedly create such a massive wave really care about the lives of a few ants?
If he truly harbored compassion, why would he have orchestrated this series of hellish traps?!
Whenever he uttered any saintly pronouncements, there was invariably a deeper, more terrifying scheme behind them!
"So...that's how it is."
Zhou Yi murmured to himself, his eyes first filled with confusion, then horror, and finally a chilling awe.
"Mr. Zhou, what did you say?"
"Sending all the grain over at once...it wasn't for saving lives at all."
His voice trembled slightly with excitement, "Damn it, that's exactly what he was aiming for!"
Concentrating such a massive amount of grain in one port—that in itself was a colossal, open conspiracy!
It was like displaying a gigantic, dripping piece of meat under countless spotlights in a famine-stricken, economically collapsed country!
Everyone's attention would be drawn to this piece of meat!
And naturally, it would attract the hungriest, most frenzied wolves!
As expected, this massive amount of supplies, enough to make any army envious, successfully ignited the first military conflict!
If the strategic department's suggestion had been followed, dividing the grain into countless portions and distributing it little by little, it simply wouldn't have created such a huge temptation!
Those lurking ambitious individuals would never have dared to take such a tremendous risk and launch such a daring mutiny!
"You mean... all the grain that Chairman Su sent wasn't disaster relief grain at all... but rather..."
"Is it to ignite the fuse of internal strife, to give them a 'legitimacy' for rebellion?!"
"Exactly!" Zhou Yi slapped his thigh, as if struck by a sudden realization.
"Right now, it's not just ordinary people who are starving!
The soldiers in the army have long been driven to desperation by meager wages and exorbitant prices!
For them, is there a better reason to rebel than 'seizing food to survive'?"