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The king crab legs on the grill sizzled with oil, their caramelized aroma masking the salty smell of the sea breeze.

Xiao Yuqing held a grilled Wagyu beef skewer in one hand and half a lobster tail in the other, her cheeks bulging like a hamster hoarding food.

Liu Xiaoyu was gnawing on a crab leg, the juice dripping down her wrist, but she didn't bother to wipe it away, just kept stuffing it into her mouth.

Ji Yanran ate more politely, but there were already three empty plates stacked on top of each other.

Li Yichen flipped a piece of steak onto the cutting board, glanced at how the women were eating, and smiled as he spoke.

"Take it easy, everyone."

He took a knife and cut the steak into pieces, dividing them into several plates.

"Just have a taste of the barbecue, don't actually eat your fill."

With something stuffed in her mouth, Xiao Yuqing asked indistinctly, "Why?"

"The highlight of today's event is the 900-pound bluefin tuna feast."

Li Yichen turned off the fire on one of the grills.

"Uncle Zhou has been busy down there for almost two hours. If you stuff your stomachs and can't eat anything later, that would be a real waste."

The beef in Xiao Yuqing's mouth suddenly lost its flavor.

No, it still smells good.

But a whole tuna feast is even more delicious.

She quickly put the remaining half skewer of grilled meat back onto the plate.

Miao Miao, sitting on a high stool, immediately spat the sausage in her mouth back onto the plate upon hearing this, and covered her tummy with both hands.

"Smalllings need to save room for the big fish!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Li Niannian took a tissue and wiped Miaomiao's hands.

"Don't eat what you spit back into your plate."

"Okay, sister!"

After finishing the barbecue, Chu Feng cleaned up the mess.

Li Yichen led everyone up to the fifth-floor top deck.

The sun has already begun to sink below the horizon.

A vast expanse of orange-red blaze appeared on the horizon.

The sea surface was covered with shimmering gold, the ripples shimmering with the surging waves.

Several women walked to the railing.

Xiao Yuqing's white gauze cover-up billowed in the sea breeze, and her long hair swung behind her.

Liu Xiaoyu took off her baseball cap, her short hair was messed up by the wind, but she simply ignored it.

Ji Yanran leaned against the railing, the hem of her linen dress fluttering in the wind.

Liu Xue stood a little further away. The cuffs of her navy blue shirt were rolled up, and her chin was slightly raised as she looked at the horizon where the sea met the sky.

Li Yichen lay down in a beach chair on the deck.

Place your hands behind your head.

The wind blows by, carrying the slightly salty-sweet taste of the seawater after it has evaporated.

He squinted and stared for a while at the figures outlined by the setting sun.

Good.

A rare moment of leisure.

Second-floor operating area.

Zhou Dahai tightened his apron twice.

The most prized parts of the tuna were laid out on the cutting board.

The belly fat has even marbling, like the cut surface of a marble, and you can feel the fat flowing between the layers of meat when you press it with your fingertips.

The middle part is red and white, and very resilient.

Naked meat – deep red lean flesh with firm texture.

Brain tissue – the rarest part of the whole fish; only a palm-sized piece can be extracted from a 900-pound fish.

Zhou Dahai took enough ingredients for ten people.

Then open the knife box.

Twelve knives of different models were neatly stacked. They included a willow blade, a knife, a deba blade, and a pufferfish blade.

He drew the willow blade and rubbed it twice on the sharpening rod. The blade reflected the light.

Press the edge of the large abdomen with your left hand, and bring down the knife with your right hand.

One slash.

Thin slices of fish, as thin as cicada wings, slipped off the knife.

The texture is complete and the edges are neat.

Chu Feng stood beside him, handing him a plate.

He looked at Zhou Dahai's hand.

Those hands were rough, with large knuckles, and charcoal ash from the barbecue still lingered under their fingernails.

But the moment he picked up the knife, he was frighteningly steady.

The blade follows the fibers of the fish meat with an angle accurate to the millimeter.

Each piece is almost exactly the same thickness.

Chu Feng was a special forces soldier, and he has wielded daggers and bayonets.

But he admitted that he couldn't match Zhou Dahai's knife skills.

"Uncle Zhou, who did you learn your skills from?"

Zhou Dahai didn't even look up, and switched to a thinner blade.

"I worked in the kitchen of the State Guesthouse for eight years, thirty years ago."

He arranged the sliced ​​pork belly on the ice sculpture tray.

"Back then, we hosted heads of state from more than thirty countries."

Chu Feng remained silent.

He quietly moved the plate aside.

4:20 PM.

Li Yichen raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

"Ling'er".

The phone screen lit up in my pocket.

"elder brother."

"Where are you now?"

"132 nautical miles from Shanghai Donggang Port. Current speed: 12 knots."

"Full speed back to base."

"receive."

The deck beneath my feet trembled slightly.

The five thrusters simultaneously increase power.

The bow of the ship was precisely deflected by seventeen degrees.

The fifty-meter-long Xinghai began to accelerate.

The ship cleaved the sea, and white waves surged out from both sides.

No one was operating any of the instruments in the driver's cab.

The steering wheel turns by itself. Power parameters change automatically. The course is updated in real time on the chart.

Under Ling'er's command, the entire steel behemoth sailed forward at a top cruising speed of twenty-six knots.

The women on deck felt the acceleration.

"Going home?" Liu Xiaoyu leaned on the railing and looked down.

"Yes, I'm back." Li Yichen sat up from the recliner.

5:40 PM.

Dusk rolled up from the sea level.

The last glimmer of orange-red on the horizon was swallowed up by gray-blue.

Chu Feng walked up from the stairwell.

"Boss, Uncle Zhou says we can start eating now."

Li Yichen stood up.

"Walk."

The group followed him down from the top floor.

We had just arrived at the entrance of the third-floor restaurant.

A rich, fresh aroma wafted out from under the door.

It's not that kind of greasy fragrance.

It is clear and fresh, with the scent of the ocean.

The layers are distinct.

The top notes are the aroma of roasted fish, the middle notes are the sweetness of melted fish fat, and the base notes are the richness of bone broth simmered for hours.

Liu Xue walked at the very back.

She sniffed.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

She quickly covered her mouth with the back of her hand.

Push open the restaurant door.

The long dining table was already full.

On the ice-sculpted tray, slices of pork belly sashimi were neatly arranged, the marbling of fat shimmering slightly pink under the light.

On the stone slab, the roasted pork belly was bubbling with fine oil, its skin golden brown and crispy.

In the casserole, the tuna bone broth, simmered for over two hours, had a thick, milky-white color.

Salt-baked fish face is placed on a rough earthenware plate, the fish skin slightly curled up from the baking.

There's also pickled pork belly, sesame-coated pork rolls, and braised fish belly with scallions...

Twelve dishes.

Each dish was presented so exquisitely that it didn't seem like it was made on a ship.

Li Yichen led the way by clapping three times.

"Uncle Zhou, you've definitely retained the skills of a master chef specializing in state banquets."

Zhou Dahai stood at the kitchen door, his apron stained with soup and fish oil.

He rubbed his hands together, his old face flushed red.

"Hey, it's mainly because the ingredients are good. Nine hundred pounds of wild bluefin tuna, you only come across this once in your life. Even if my cooking skills are terrible, I can't afford to waste it."

"Stop being modest." Ji Yanran glanced at the dishes on the table. "With this plating and knife skills, you couldn't find a Michelin three-star restaurant that could produce this level of service."

Zhou Dahai became even more embarrassed by the praise and retreated back to the kitchen.

Li Yichen got up and walked towards the constant-temperature wine cellar at the end of the corridor.

Open the oak door.

Inside were neatly stacked bottles of red wine.

He glanced around the wine rack and casually pulled out two bottles.

The label reads "Romanée-Conti".

A complimentary gift from the yacht manufacturer.

With a yacht worth 560 million yuan as cargo, the complimentary gifts would naturally be of a high standard.

These two bottles each retail for hundreds of thousands of yuan.

He carried the wine back to the dining table.

Use a serving knife to cut open the tin seal, then twist the screwdriver to remove the cork.

Bang.

The cork popped out.

A rich aroma of wine filled the restaurant.

"Come on, pour it all in."

Chu Feng took the wine and poured it into each person's glass in turn.

"Fengzi, if you're not going to drink, you'll be driving later."

"Understood." Chu Feng poured himself a glass of mineral water without saying another word.

Everyone took their seats.

In front of Miao Miao was a bowl of fish soup rice that Zhou Dahai had specially made for her, topped with two pieces of boneless fish belly. The little girl held the spoon, her legs swinging back and forth under the chair.

"Let's eat." Li Yichen picked up his wine glass.

Xiao Yuqing was the first to pick up her chopsticks.

She picked up a slice of fatty sashimi, dipped it in freshly ground wasabi, and put it in her mouth.

The moment the fish slice touches the tongue—

Her eyes widened.

"Oh my god."

The chopsticks are suspended in mid-air.

"This is too much..."

It melts at the entrance.

The oils exploded in my mouth, sliding from the tip of my tongue down my throat, carrying the unique sweetness of the ocean. There wasn't a trace of fishiness. Only pure, ultimate freshness.

"How is it?" Li Yichen asked, looking at her.

"I'm at a loss for words." Xiao Yuqing put down her chopsticks and covered her face. "I just want to say one swear word, but I can't bring myself to say it."

Liu Xiaoyu picked up the casserole and scooped out a spoonful of thick soup.

The broth went down my throat.

She was completely stunned.

Then he stomped his feet on the deck twice.

"So fresh! So incredibly fresh! It's making my head spin!"

Ji Yanran took a sip of wine from her wine glass and then picked up a piece of grilled pork brain.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Biting through the crispy outer layer, the fish oil inside, with its slightly charred aroma, bursts out.

She chewed several times with her eyes closed. She didn't say anything.

But after putting down his chopsticks, he immediately picked up a second piece.

Liu Xue sat in the corner.

She ate slowly, but the food on her plate steadily decreased.

The mask of reserve on her face was shattered by each dish of food served.

Chu Feng didn't drink alcohol; he was focused solely on eating.

Salt-baked fish face, vinegar-pickled fish belly, and scallion-flavored fish belly stew—he devoured nearly half the table of hearty dishes by himself.

Zhou Dahai poked his head out of the kitchen and glanced at the battle situation.

Satisfied, it shrank back.

7:10 PM.

The searchlights of the Starship swept across the water.

The lights of Donggang Wharf are already on ahead.

Ling'er precisely controlled the thruster power to decrease step by step.

The fifty-meter-long steel behemoth silently slid into the berth.

The ship was steadily close to the shore.

Not even a single sway.

The group descended the gangway.

Step onto the solid concrete dock.

Several women turned to look at the brightly lit Starsea.

"Can we come again next time?" Liu Xiaoyu asked softly.

Li Yichen twirled the car key between his fingers.

"Today was just a test voyage. I'll bring you out again next time I have time."

"Really?" Xiao Yuqing leaned closer.

"real."

The three women cheered simultaneously. Even Liu Xue couldn't help but laugh.

"Fengzi." Li Yichen tossed the Cullinan key over.

Chu Feng caught it with one hand.

"You're in charge of taking Xiaoyu, President Liu, and Yuqing home tonight."

"Received, Brother Li."

The three women boarded the Cullinan.

Liu Xiaoyu leaned against the back window of the car and waved frantically outside.

"Goodbye, Brother Li! Goodbye, Miao Miao!"

The car started and drove into the night.

Li Yichen, Ji Yanran, Li Niannian, Miao Miao, and Zhou Dahai remained on the dock.

Li Yichen walked over to the side of Yangwang U8.

He took out his car keys.

took a look.

He had been drinking.

Ji Yanran also drank it.

Zhou Dahai also drank some.

Miaomiao is a child, she definitely can't drive.

He tossed the keys to Li Niannian.

"You drive."

Li Niannian caught the key and froze.

"Brother Li, I...I can't do it."

She waved her hands repeatedly and took two steps back.

"I haven't touched a steering wheel since I got my driver's license in college."

She glanced at the massive black vehicle.

"This car is so big, if I drive it on the road, I'm 100% guaranteed to crash."

"It's okay." Li Yichen opened the passenger door and got in.

"You can just sit there and be a mascot."

He took out his phone.

"Ling'er".

"Here I am, brother."

"Take control of the vehicle and take us home."

"receive."

Li Niannian cautiously climbed into the driver's seat.

Both hands are suspended above the steering wheel.

I dare not touch it.

next second.

The steering wheel turned by itself.

The backlight of the dial is fully lit.

The gear shifts automatically from P to D.

The car smoothly pulled out of the parking space.

The steering wheel was turned precisely one and a half turns.

The front of the train is aligned with the exit.

It slowly sailed out of the dock.

Li Niannian held her hands in mid-air, her face pale.

"This...this car is being driven by itself?"

"Hmm." Li Yichen leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

"Just think of it as riding a bus, don't be nervous."

Looking up, you can see the U8 merging into the coastal highway.

The car is traveling at a speed of 50.

cruise at a constant speed.

It was so stable that even the mineral water bottles on the cup holder didn't move an inch.

Miao Miao in the back row had already fallen asleep leaning against Zhou Dahai.

Ji Yanran sat on the other side of the back seat, her arms crossed in front of her chest, looking at the steering wheel in the front that she was turning herself.

"You'll get used to it," she casually remarked.

Li Niannian fell silent.

She watched the steering wheel rotate, straighten, and make minor adjustments.

Every movement was ridiculously smooth.

He was more stable than any experienced driver she had ever met.

Twelve minutes later.

A fluorescent green modified supercar roared out from the left rear.

The exhaust pipe exploded, sending out a series of backfires.

Bang bang bang.

The sports car suddenly cut into the lane to the right of the U8.

Then--

A sudden stop.

The brake lights flashed briefly.

Another one.

Three times in a row.

Li Niannian instinctively shrank her neck.

The sports car lowered its right-side window.

A young man with dyed blond hair rested one hand on the window frame and looked up in the rearview mirror at a young girl sitting in the driver's seat of the U8, looking flustered.

He whistled.

Then turn the steering wheel to the right.

The sports car moved sideways towards them.

There was less than half a meter of space left.

Li Niannian screamed, "He's going to crash into us!"

Ji Yanran frowned.

Li Yichen opened his eyes.

He glanced at the fluorescent green sports car on his right, which was swaying provocatively from side to side.

He glanced again at Li Niannian, who was trembling with fear in the driver's seat.

Then lean back in your seat.

"Ling'er".

"exist."

"Teach him a lesson."

He paused for half a second.

"As long as no one dies, that's fine."

Ling'er's electronic voice rang out from the car stereo.

It was completely different from her usual sweet and lively tone.

It was cold and icy.

It has no warmth whatsoever.

"Received, brother. Taking over the chassis and four-motor independent control system."

All the data on the instrument panel jumped simultaneously.

The steering wheel suddenly veered off course.

Li Niannian's hand was so frightened that she pulled it back to her chest.

Looking up, the U8's nearly three-ton body instantly completed an impossible lateral displacement.

Four independent motors distribute torque with millisecond-level precision.

The car body darted out of the space occupied by the sports car.

Clean and efficient.

The blond guy in the fluorescent green sports car paused for a moment.

How could such a big car react so quickly?

He stepped on the gas and tried to give chase.

late.

Looking up, the U8's four wheels were working together, and the acceleration pushed everyone further into their seats.

Three tons of steel accelerate to 120 km/h in two seconds.

Then turn the steering wheel sharply.

The car body traced an incredible arc.

Cut in at the extreme angle from the right front of the sports car.

The blast wave hit the left side of the sports car directly.

The rear wheels of the fluorescent green sports car lost traction.

The car body began to rotate.

a circle.

The tires screeched as they tore through the asphalt.

The sports car was parked just at the edge of the green belt.

The front of the car bumped into the stone pillar of the flower bed. It almost overturned.

In the driver's seat.

The blond-haired man gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his whole body convulsing.

The crotch area of ​​the pants was a large darker color.

Looking up, the U8 didn't even slow down.

The red light from the taillights flashed across the rearview mirror.

Go ahead and go.