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The next morning at seven o'clock.

Chu Feng appeared at the villa entrance right on time. The paint on his black Rolls-Royce Cullinan was so polished that it reflected a person's image.

Zhou Dahai came out of the kitchen carrying two oversized insulated containers. Inside were freshly cooked seafood porridge and steamed soup dumplings. In his other hand, he was carrying a plastic bag filled with seasickness medication.

Li Nian led Miao Miao downstairs. The little girl was wearing a floral dress, her hair was styled in two buns, and she wore pink sandals. She was so excited that she kept kicking her feet on the floor.

"Set off."

Li Yichen drove out of the garage and looked up at the U8. Ji Yanran sat in the passenger seat, while Miao Miao was secured in a child safety seat in the back.

Chu Feng's Cullinan followed behind, carrying Zhou Dahai and Li Niannian.

The two cars drove onto the coastal highway one after the other.

Five minutes to eight. Exclusive berth at Donggang International Yacht Club.

Looking up, Li Yichen saw the U8 come to a complete stop. He opened the car door and got out.

The first person to catch the eye was Xiao Yuqing.

She wore a white sheer cover-up, the outline of a light blue bikini faintly visible underneath. Her long hair was tied in a high ponytail, revealing her slender neck. She wore woven sandals and carried a straw beach bag.

Standing next to her was Liu Xiaoyu. She wore a white short-sleeved T-shirt tucked into high-waisted denim shorts, sneakers, and a baseball cap that covered her short, ear-length hair. She looked clean and neat.

But what made Li Yichen pause was the person standing half a step behind Liu Xiaoyu.

Liu Xue.

A navy blue silk shirt, sleeves rolled up to the forearms. White wide-leg trousers. Sunglasses perched on his head, used as a headband. A composed smile played on his lips. He exuded an aura of "I'm here, what can you do about it?"

Li Yichen walked over.

"I don't think I invited you."

Liu Xue took off her sunglasses and hung them on her shirt collar. She was incredibly poised.

"Xiaoyu said she wanted to go out to sea, and as her older sister, I'm worried about her." She tilted her head, her smile deepening. "And you can mooch a seafood meal from the boss, you don't mind, do you?"

Liu Xiaoyu tugged at Liu Xue's sleeve and muttered softly, "Sister Liu, you insisted on coming last night..."

Li Yichen looked at her.

"Welcome. It's just one more pair of chopsticks."

Xiao Yuqing walked over and took Li Yichen's arm. She looked up and smiled.

Good morning.

Li Yichen patted the back of her hand.

Just then, Ji Yanran got out of the passenger seat.

She wore seven-centimeter stiletto sandals, a light-colored linen long skirt, and her hair was loose over her shoulders. It was ten times softer than her usual armor-like business attire, but her aura of "don't mess with me" remained undiminished.

Four women stood on the dock.

Xiao Yuqing is gentle and bright. Liu Xiaoyu is youthful and capable. Liu Xue is aloof and dignified. Ji Yanran is sharp and composed.

A subtle tension permeated the air.

Chu Feng got off the Cullinan and stood two meters away, holding a thermos. He glanced at the group out of the corner of his eye. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

He served as a special forces soldier and carried out many high-risk missions.

But the sense of oppression at this moment is even more thrilling than infiltrating behind enemy lines.

Miao Miao wriggled out of the car seat, ran over, and hugged Xiao Yuqing's leg.

"Pretty lady!"

The atmosphere was largely disrupted by that shout.

"Let's go." Li Yichen pointed towards the depths of the berth. "The ship is over there."

The group followed him along the dock walkway.

There were more than a dozen medium-sized yachts moored along the way. Some were white, some were silver, and the largest was only about thirty meters long.

Reach the end of the plank road.

The field of vision suddenly opened up.

A colossal, pure white vessel lay across the water. Five decks cascaded down the sides. The silver characters for "Xinghai" gleamed coldly in the sunlight. The helipad on the top deck was clearly visible.

Everyone stopped in their tracks at the same time.

Xiao Yuqing covered her mouth.

Liu Xiaoyu took half a step back and bumped into Liu Xue.

Ji Yanran stood still, slowly crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Even Zhou Dahai's hand, which was holding the thermos, loosened. The bottom of the thermos hit the wooden boardwalk with a dull thud.

Miao Miao tilted her little head back and opened her mouth into an "O" shape.

After a long pause, a sentence suddenly came out:

Wow—it's bigger than the pirate ship in the cartoon!

Ji Yanran was the first to come to her senses. She turned to look at Li Yichen.

"How much does your boat cost?"

Li Yichen had already started walking towards the boarding stairs.

"Five or six hundred million, I think. I don't remember exactly."

That's a very casual remark.

Ji Yanran's lips twitched, thinking to herself, "The boss is showing off again."

Liu Xue stood still.

Her family's Liu's Pharmaceuticals is currently valued at tens of billions due to the success of their effective drugs. She is considered a well-known figure in Shanghai's business world.

But a private yacht worth five or six hundred million yuan—this level of consumption is completely beyond her comprehension.

She lowered her eyes and took the sunglasses off her collar and put them back on.

It concealed the fleeting tremor in his pupils.

Everyone boarded the ship.

The living room is on the first floor. It features a double-height domed ceiling, a crystal chandelier, genuine leather sofas, and a five-meter-wide floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the azure sea.

Miao Miao was the first to rush up to the fourth deck. The moment she saw the infinity pool, she screamed and tried to jump in.

Li Nian grabbed her waist from behind.

"You haven't changed into your swimsuit yet!"

Zhou Dahai turned into the ship's galley. Stainless steel countertops, a French oven, and a commercial steamer. It was even more complete than the one he had in Tomson Riviera. He put down the thermos, rubbed his hands on his apron, and instantly forgot about seasickness.

Xiao Yuqing and Liu Xiaoyu linked arms, like two children who had wandered into a candy store, darting from room to room. Each time a door opened, a gasp of surprise rang out.

Li Yichen walked into the driver's seat.

Ji Yanran followed behind.

Liu Xue was a beat late. She circled around the bar area on the second deck and eventually arrived at the wheelhouse door.

The moment I pushed the door open and went in—

Liu Xue's footsteps froze on the threshold.

The driver's cab is fully equipped with a control panel, radar screen, and communication equipment.

But apart from Li Yichen—

There were no crew members.

There was no captain. There was no first mate. There were no sailors.

There wasn't a single person there.

Liu Xue turned to look at Ji Yanran. Ji Yanran leaned against the door frame, her arms crossed, her expression calm.

"Mr. Li," Liu Xue said, taking off her sunglasses. "Are we the only ones on this ship?"

"right."

"Where is the captain?"

"unnecessary."

Liu Xue's brows furrowed slightly. A fifty-meter yacht without a professional driving team? Are you kidding me?

Xiao Yuqing and Liu Xiaoyu ran over at this moment. Having overheard the end of the conversation, the two stood at the doorway, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Brother Chen, you...you can drive a boat?" Liu Xiaoyu asked cautiously.

Li Yichen did not answer.

He walked to the center console and extended his right index finger.

I tapped twice on the home screen.

"Ling'er, come out and greet the guests."

There was a moment of silence in the driver's cab.

The next moment—

The large screen directly above the center console lights up.

The next moment, a tiny, chibi-style girl image materialized on the large screen. She had a round face, big eyes, a ponytail, and wore a sailor uniform. Her feet dangled in the air, floating on the screen.

She tilted her head. Her large eyes swept over everyone in the room.

Hi everyone.

Her voice is clear and sweet, with an electronic-like finish.

"Sister Xiao Yuqing, your dress looks beautiful today."

"Sister Liu Xiaoyu, the baseball cap suits you very well."

"Sister Liu Xue, it's a pleasure to meet you. I've heard so much about you."

"Sister Yanran, we're old acquaintances, I don't need to say more, right?"

She spun around.

"My name is Ling'er, and I'm a super artificial intelligence created by my brother. I'll be in charge of today's voyage, so you can all just relax and have fun."

Inside the driver's cab.

A deathly silence.

Xiao Yuqing's fingers dug into her arm. She winced in pain, but couldn't utter a single word.

Liu Xue took a step back, leaning against the tempered glass door of the driver's cab. She had lived for over thirty years, managing a pharmaceutical company worth tens of billions, and considered herself to have seen it all.

But at this moment.

Her cognitive framework was completely shattered.

Artificial intelligence. It can speak. It can recognize faces. It can control physical machinery. It can accurately call out everyone's name.

This is not one of those voice assistants on the market that can only chat.

This is……

Liu Xue's mind raced. If this technology were applied to the medical field—automatic diagnosis, precision surgery assistance, accelerated drug development—the market size would be immeasurable.

Xiao Yuqing came to her senses.

"Is she...is she real or fake?"

Ji Yanran finally spoke.

"Really. And it's ten thousand times more powerful than you can imagine."

Li Yichen leaned against the edge of the control panel, watching the women's reactions. A slight twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, stop spacing out."

He raised his chin.

"Ling'er, set sail."

"Understood, brother."

Ling'er's little figure made a salute gesture.

All the screens in the cockpit lit up simultaneously. Data streams began to scroll. Power system parameters, wind speed, ocean currents, and navigation information. A dense array of numbers jumped across the screens.

The side thrusters on both sides of the hull hummed and started. The cables automatically unhooked and fell off.

The entire fifty-meter-long steel behemoth moved slowly.

The bow of the boat turned precisely. Speed ​​increased smoothly without any jerking.

The small and medium-sized yachts moored in the harbor were gently pushed aside by the wakes and swayed from side to side on the water.

Liu Xiaoyu rushed to the side window of the cockpit and peered out. The harbor embankment was slowly receding. The sea was growing wider and wider.

No one was steering the wheel.

No one stepped on the gas.

There was no one watching.

Only a tiny virtual figure, no bigger than a palm, floats on the large screen, occasionally tilting its head and humming a tuneless melody.

The fifty-meter-long Xinghai, in an unmanned state, glided through the narrow harbor channel with textbook-perfect smoothness and headed towards the open sea.

Liu Xue stared at the holographic projection of the little figure.

His fist slowly clenched in his pocket.

This man held far more in his hands than she had previously known.