Although Yang Zhiwen's status was completely different from before, secretly informing the country of everything he knew remained a rather difficult matter.
For Yang Zhiwen, he could not approach officials of too high a rank; his options were either the Police or the military.
If he approached the Police, it would likely be very troublesome. After all, even if the Police believed him, they would only be able to report it up the chain of command step by step.
District, county, city, province, and then the Police Headquarters, and only then could they reach the Core level.
There were too many levels and too much time required in between, creating a risk of leaks.
Yang Zhiwen was well aware that a Space Gate connecting to an unknown world would bring about extremely huge changes for any nation.
Not to mention the various resources possessed by the Otherworld, the mere fact that the Otherworld was suitable for human survival was enough to drive all nations into a frenzy.
Once other countries learned of this matter, Yang Zhiwen's own life would likely be forfeit.
A better option, in fact, was to approach the military.
However, approaching the military was much more difficult than approaching the Police.
But before that, Yang Zhiwen decided to go out for a meal and fill his stomach.
The food from the Otherworld could not be described as difficult to swallow for Yang Zhiwen; it could only be described as something dogs wouldn't even eat.
Grain that had not been fully shelled, pigs that had not been castrated, salt that was pale yellow and contained Sand and Soil, and pitifully few seasonings.
In a way, the meals in the Otherworld were even worse than the food eaten by white people.
So, over the past two years, unless absolutely necessary, Yang Zhiwen basically never ate in the Otherworld.
After putting on clothes and leaving the Basement, by the time he walked out the door, it was already dusk. Time on the Otherworld and Blue Star was not synchronized.
In the Otherworld, it was currently around eight or nine in the morning, but on Blue Star, it was already around 5 PM.
However, this time was perfect for going out to eat.
Yang Zhiwen mounted his beloved electric tricycle and drove towards the town several kilometers away.
Then he casually found a Malatang place, ordered a can of 'Happy Water for Otakus' [soda], and after spending over half an hour solving his hunger problem, Yang Zhiwen arrived at the small town's package pickup station.
"I'm picking up packages. 4-3-4426, 4-3-4428, 29, 30, and also 35 and 36 are mine."
"Got it!"
"So heavy!"
Seeing the station attendant's face flushed red, yet unable to lift the parcels, Yang Zhiwen had to step forward.
Yang Zhiwen grabbed the bundle of packages and lifted them up in one go.
"Wow, you're so strong!"
"It's nothing!"
Yang Zhiwen placed the packages into the bed of the tricycle, when he suddenly felt a strange sensation behind him, as if someone was spying on him.
Yang Zhiwen spun around sharply but found no one on the street behind him, nor anything unusual in the nearby buildings.
Finding nothing unusual, Yang Zhiwen paid it no mind. After loading his multiple packages onto the tricycle, he drove back home with the goods.
What Yang Zhiwen did not notice after leaving the station was that behind a window on the third floor of the building directly opposite the station, a Camera was focusing on him as he left.
After returning home, Yang Zhiwen opened the packages he had collected and began inspecting them.
After tearing off the outer paper packaging, what was revealed before Yang Zhiwen were long Steel Pipes, each over 1 meter in length.
These Steel Pipes had a diameter of about 25 millimeters; all were hollow and contained internal threads, with a uniform inner diameter of 20 millimeters.
One end of each Steel Pipe was open, while the other end was completely sealed, and above the sealed end, there was also a drilled hole.
The weight of each entire Steel Pipe was about two kilograms.
Seeing that the Steel Pipes sent by the courier perfectly matched his request, Yang Zhiwen nodded in satisfaction.
These Steel Pipes, each over 1 meter long, would be an important guarantee for arming his Territory.
As a Lord, Yang Zhiwen commanded an armed force numbering up to 50 people, but the weaponry equipped by this armed force could only be described as shabby.
Out of the 50 armed personnel, only four wore Armor, and it was only leather armor of poor quality. The total weaponry for all 50 people combined consisted of 19 Short Spears, 33 Spears, 17 Short Swords, four Long Swords, 36 Axes, and 11 wooden shields.
And compared to the weapons they possessed, these 50 armed personnel were all sallow and thin, truly lacking the appearance of soldiers.
Yang Zhiwen clearly remembered that when he first saw this armed force, he almost thought they were a group of Mountain Bandits.
If it weren't for the fact that Yang Zhiwen's Fief was in a peaceful area, free from Mountain Bandits or Local Bandits, Yang Zhiwen estimated he would have been robbed ten times over by now.
Although afterwards, Yang Zhiwen used Blue Star resources to arm these soldiers, equipping everyone with Rebar and Armor.
However, Yang Zhiwen knew that Cold Weapons had no future.
But the problem was that Huaguo was not America; Huaguo prohibited guns. Not to mention firearms like guns, even Cold Weapons like machetes were strictly controlled.
Therefore, it was impossible for Yang Zhiwen to obtain firearms and take them to the Otherworld to arm his army.
But, adhering to the principle that one's thinking should not regress and there are always more solutions than difficulties, Yang Zhiwen quickly found a way.
Modern weapons were indeed unobtainable, but he could acquire some ancient versions of firearms.
Thus, Yang Zhiwen determined his next method of armament by searching for information.
He planned to arm the soldiers in his Fief with Matchlock Guns.
And these Steel Pipes were the crucial Gun Barrels.
For the Otherworld, even a Matchlock Gun was considered beyond the current scope.
Because up to this point, Yang Zhiwen had only seen Cold Weapons clashing in the Otherworld; he had not seen any sign of firearms.
Therefore, Matchlock Guns would be sufficient to handle the existing situation.
Yang Zhiwen procured Steel Pipes from Blue Star to serve as Gun Barrels, while the wooden stocks and firing mechanisms would be handled in the Otherworld.
As for why he didn't acquire more advanced firearms, the firing mechanism for a flintlock was too difficult to produce, and such items weren't available for online purchase. Moreover, Yang Zhiwen worried that acquiring overly advanced items would attract unwanted attention.
The reason for choosing the Matchlock Gun was that its firing method was relatively simple.
Even with the existing technology in the Fief, it could be manufactured.
After moving the six bundles containing 180 Steel Pipes into the Basement, he finally had time to check his phone.
Connecting to the charger, Yang Zhiwen began browsing to see if any major events had occurred during the three days he was away.
The most eye-catching item upon opening his phone was a piece of international news.
《Terrorist Attacks in White Elephant Country's Northern Province Continue to Escalate, Causing Multiple Casualties!》
Seeing news from a certain Eastern great power, Yang Zhiwen immediately clicked on it. After all, White Elephant Country was unique on Blue Star, always capable of bringing much amusement.
After a few minutes, Yang Zhiwen finally understood what had happened in White Elephant Country.
It turned out that two days ago, a terrorist attack suddenly occurred in a city in White Elephant Country's Northern Province.
Terrorists were killing and setting fires throughout the Slum in the city, causing a large number of casualties.
This terrorist attack had already lasted for two days, and more importantly, White Elephant Country still had not figured out the number of terrorists or their weapon loadout.
Not only had they failed to eliminate the terrorists, but several Police officers had also died during the attack.
After reading the news, Yang Zhiwen felt little emotional stir, as White Elephant Country's incompetence wasn't a recent development. Years ago, a terrorist attack in one of White Elephant Country's top three cities resulted in hundreds of deaths caused by just ten terrorists.
The response from White Elephant Country made people's scalps tingle just watching it.