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"The deep space blueprints have been completed." Ling'er's voice echoed in his mind.

Li Yichen tightened his grip on the water glass, dispelling the chill of the river breeze on his face. He drank the warm water in one gulp, then placed the glass on the solid wood round table on the balcony with a crisp sound.

"Pack the data and send it to the mainframe in the precision testing building." Li Yichen turned around and glanced at the living room through the floor-to-ceiling window. On the sofa, Xue Shanshan was showing Liu Xiaoyu a ragdoll cat, and the women were laughing together. He didn't go in to disturb them and went straight down the spiral staircase to the garage.

The garage door opened, the engine roared, and the white Tank 700 crushed the night as it drove toward the future space base.

Inside the precision testing building, the metal walls gleamed with a cold, hard luster. Three heavy alloy explosion-proof doors slid open one after another as Li Yichen approached. He walked through a long, dust-free corridor, passed through two iris and genetic verification processes, and stepped into the core control room.

A deep blue holographic projection intertwined in mid-air to form a vast three-dimensional star map of the solar system. The eight planets slowly revolved along their respective orbits, while the sun's rays shimmered at the center.

Li Yichen changed into a white lab coat and stood in front of the control panel, his eyes fixed on the dense red dots along the edge of the star map. He raised his hand and swiped in the air, dragging several red dots to specific orbital coordinates.

"Once the first batch of escort-class spaceships roll off the production line, we'll move all these monitoring nodes into deep space." Li Yichen pointed to the Kuiper Belt on the outer edge of the star map, his finger striking heavily in the air.

"Make sure we have a tight encirclement around the edge of the solar system. I want every single mosquito flying around the solar system to be within our sight. If an alien fleet tries to launch a warp-in attack, I'll expose them to our sights the moment they show their faces."

Ling'er's holographic figure sat on the edge of the control panel, its two little feet swinging back and forth.

Today, she was wearing a silver-white mecha pilot suit, resting her chin on her hands, and pouting: "Brother, you're such a boring workaholic. You have five beautiful, delicate women waiting for you at home, and you come here to work as a blacksmith? If those rich kids outside knew this, they'd probably line up to jump into the Huangpu River."

Li Yichen held a specially made laser welding torch in his hand, his head bowed as he welded a palm-sized core quantum module. Fine blue arcs of electricity shot from the tip of the torch, illuminating his focused profile. The high temperature caused the surrounding air to distort slightly.

"What do you know, you AI?" Li Yichen didn't even raise his head. He flipped his wrist, and the welding torch traced a complex loop on the surface of the quantum module, welding a micron-sized junction and connecting two superconducting fibers that were thinner than a human hair.

"This is called working hard to protect your 'gentle haven.' Without this protective barrier, if aliens attacked, all those villas and beauties would be reduced to ashes. Besides, blacksmithing makes me happy."

"Tch, excuse." Ling'er rolled her eyes, jumped off the control panel, walked to the holographic star map, and drew several data panels in the air with her finger.

"However, brother, although the deep space blueprints have been derived, there is a major flaw. The signal attenuation rate of the quantum communication module will increase exponentially after crossing thirty astronomical units."

"If we were to actually deploy nodes in the Kuiper Belt, it would be too far from Earth. The transmitted images would likely be nothing but static, with a delay of several seconds. In interstellar warfare, several seconds is enough to kill ten thousand times over."

Li Yichen put down the welding torch, grabbed a lint-free cloth, and wiped his hands. He walked to the main control panel, pulled over a swivel chair, sat down, and accessed the underlying code of the quantum communication module.

On the screen, a waterfall of data scrolled rapidly, and green characters were reflected in his pupils.

"The reason why the decay rate is soaring is that traditional quantum entanglement algorithms cannot maintain the stability of the superposition state over ultra-long distances." Li Yichen placed his ten fingers on the virtual keyboard, and the terrifying computing power brought by the brain-developing gene drug was fully unleashed.

His brain is like a supercomputer, breaking down and reassembling hundreds of millions of algorithmic logics. Vast streams of information converge in his mind into clear pathways.

"Pat-pat..."

The sound of keyboard clicks was continuous, like a downpour hitting banana leaves. Li Yichen's hands moved like a blur on the control panel.

Lines of new code covered the old logic, and the underlying entanglement algorithm was completely reconstructed in an extremely crude yet effective way.

He abandoned the conventional linear transmission model and directly introduced the mathematical framework of spatial folding, forcibly bringing the two quantum nodes closer together at the logical level.

ten minutes.

Li Yichen pressed the Enter key heavily, stopping his typing.

"Run a simulation test." He picked up the cold coffee next to him, took a sip, and fixed his gaze on the main screen.

Ling'er immediately connected to the supercomputing center and allocated 80% of the computing power for simulation.

In mid-air, the green progress bar representing signal strength rose all the way up, directly breaking through the original threshold limit.

The attenuation rate on the data panel dropped sharply from 30 percent to eventually stabilize at 0.01 percent.

"The signal transmission distance has increased by hundreds of times..." Ling'er stared at the data on the screen, which had soared to perfection, her mouth agape. She turned to Li Yichen and gave him a thumbs up.

"You're still the best at being a monster, bro. Now, not only will the edge of the solar system be covered, but even outside the Oort cloud, the signal will be full strength. Zero latency, full HD."

"Make the arrangements. Have Factory Zero set up a dedicated line and build 10,000 nodes first." Li Yichen rubbed his sore neck and took off his white coat, throwing it on the back of his chair.

"The outer shell is made of superconducting tungsten-gold fusion alloy, and the energy source is a miniature cold fusion reactor. The rest is up to you to keep an eye on; I should head back. Otherwise, those kids at home might really rebel."

As evening fell, the afterglow of the setting sun gilded Shanghai with a golden edge.

Li Yichen pushed open the door of Tomson Riviera.

As soon as you step inside, a warm, homey atmosphere greets you. In the living room, a soft wool carpet is covered with various snack wrappers.

On the extra-large LCD TV, a melodramatic urban romance drama was playing at a very high volume.

On the screen, the male protagonist is being drenched in the rain, shouting something at the female protagonist with all his might.

Ji Yanran, Xiao Yuqing, Liu Xiaoyu, Xue Shanshan, and Liu Xue stood in a neat row, leaning against the large leather sofa.

Each person's face was covered with a thick layer of black mud mask, with only their eyes and mouths showing, making them look like five statues that had just crawled out of a mud pit.

Even the usually shy Li Niannian was pulled to sit on the very edge by them, her face also covered in grime, holding a bag of sunflower seeds and watching with great interest.

"Is this male lead blind? Can't he see how manipulative the second female lead is? He even took off his coat for her to wear!" Liu Xiaoyu grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into her mouth, mumbling her complaints without caring that the chip crumbs in her hand fell onto her pajamas.

"It's necessary for the script. But the male lead's acting is really greasy. That winking and grimacing expression made me cringe." Ji Yanran held a cup of flower tea, took a small sip, and her tone was full of disdain.

"Exactly, he's nowhere near as good as our Yichen. When Yichen wears a suit, he's miles ahead of him." Xue Shanshan hugged the ragdoll cat, stroking its fur, and chimed in.

"Shanshan, you're being too biased. He's always in the lab, he doesn't have time to wear a suit." Liu Xue chuckled and adjusted to a more comfortable sitting position.

Li Yichen changed into slippers and took off his coat, hanging it on the coat rack. He looked at this indestructible "Women's Alliance," and the cold, hard technological feeling and oppressive sense of dealing with alien crises that he had felt in the precision experimental building were completely washed away by the laughter and joy filling the room.

He walked over, trying to squeeze into the edge of the sofa to join the group chat: "What are you chatting about that's so fun? Let me hear too. Who's acting greasy?"

Ji Yanran glanced at him sideways, her gaze falling on the crystal fruit plate swaying on the coffee table. She pointed at the fruit plate with her finger, her tone as natural as if she were ordering a subordinate around in a company.

"Stop asking about women's business. Go wash the cherries in the fridge, and while you're at it, cut up a watermelon and bring it over. I've been watching TV all afternoon, my mouth's gotten bland."

Li Yichen stood there, stunned.

As a trillionaire, a major general of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the swordsman who commands an interstellar fleet, his mere presence can shake the entire world.

Even the acting president of the United States has to obediently pay protection money. When he got home, he didn't even have a place to sit and was ordered to wash fruit.

"Sister Yanran is right, I want to eat the sweetest one in the middle!" Liu Xiaoyu chimed in, raising the bag of potato chips in her hand and shaking it.

"Please cut it into smaller pieces, Mr. Li. Too big a bite will ruin the face mask," Xiao Yuqing winked and added playfully.

Even Liu Xue jokingly added, "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Li. Could you also pour me a glass of warm water? This mud mask is drying too quickly."

Li Yichen looked at the women, their faces covered in mud and radiating an air of self-righteousness, and shook his head helplessly. He rolled up his shirt sleeves, picked up an empty fruit plate, and headed to the kitchen.

"Alright, you guys wait." Li Yichen thought to himself as he walked. These women had now formed a united front, taking advantage of their numbers.

When it's time for them to go to bed tonight, I'll make sure they know who the real superhuman with such fighting prowess is. That blacksmithing stamina wasn't built for nothing.

In the kitchen, the water was running loudly.

Li Yichen quickly washed the cherries, picking out the largest and reddest ones and placing them on one side of the plate. He then took a chilled Kirin watermelon from the refrigerator, and with a swift motion, the blade made a crisp sound as it sliced ​​through the rind.

He cut the watermelon into evenly sized small cubes, arranged them neatly on a crystal glass plate, and thoughtfully inserted a few small silver forks.

He carried a fruit platter full of fruit out of the kitchen, and had just reached the center of the living room, placed the platter on the coffee table, before he could even speak.

The military-grade encrypted phone in his pocket began to vibrate violently.

Li Yichen wiped the water off his hands and took out his phone.

On the screen, the caller ID flashed a few words: "Old Zhou." He was familiar with this person; he was a leading figure in physics at the Chinese Academy of Sciences.