At the penthouse of Cloud Peak No.1, the space that once felt cold and fortress-like was now filled with the warmth of everyday life.
Soft carpets were scattered with Lu Shi'an’s building blocks.
By the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the sunlight was just right.
This place had gradually become the gathering spot for the Lu siblings.
Although everyone was busy.
Today just happened to be one of those family reunion days for the Lu family.
Lu Chenyuan, apron tied around his waist, was in the open kitchen, carefully preparing a fresh sea bass.
He was always so focused, as if the fish in his hands wasn’t just a fish, but a strategic project demanding precise planning.
Mo Qingli sat on the sofa, cradling Lu Shi'an, reading him a pop-up picture book.
The little one listened intently, his small hands occasionally reaching out to touch the giraffe that popped out from the pages.
The scene was warm and gentle, like a watercolor painting.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Mo Qingli stood, holding the child, and went to answer the door.
Standing there were the three brothers.
Lu Chenxiao was still dressed in a sharply tailored suit, exuding a cool and refined aura.
Lu Chenyan wore a trendy streetwear hoodie, his face lit up with a sunny smile.
Lu Chenjin was in simple black sportswear, his physique lean and eyes sharp.
Three men, three completely different temperaments.
But in their brows and eyes, the distinctive, profound contours of the Lu family were unmistakable.
“Sister-in-law,” they greeted in unison.
“Come in, please,” Mo Qingli smiled, inviting them inside.
“Well, little Shi'an has grown taller,”
Lu Chenyan leaned in, reaching out to hug his nephew.
But Lu Shi'an turned his head, burying it shyly in his mother’s arms.
“Uncle not handsome enough?”
Lu Chenyan pretended to be hurt.
“The scent of your cologne is too strong,”
Lu Chenxiao shot back coolly, sharp and to the point.
Lu Chenyan was left speechless, rubbing his nose in embarrassment.
Lu Chenyuan emerged from the kitchen carrying a plate of freshly sliced fruit.
“Everyone, have a seat,” he called to his brothers.
“Big brother.”
The three brothers settled onto the sofa, naturally treating this place like their own home.
There was a time when the relationship between the brothers was full of distance.
But now, the ice had long since melted.
“Second brother, I heard your lab has made some big breakthroughs recently?”
Lu Chenyan was the first to speak, always the one to liven up the atmosphere.
Lu Chenxiao didn’t answer immediately.
He pulled a sleek matte black cube from his briefcase.
It was palm-sized, with no extra buttons or ports, exuding a high-tech vibe.
He placed the cube in the center of the coffee table.
“What’s this? A new kind of Rubik’s Cube?”
Lu Chenjin asked, curious.
With a light swipe of his finger across the top of the cube,
a soft blue light projected from it, instantly forming an incredibly detailed 3D holographic image in midair before them.
It was a uniquely designed metal glove, connected to a transparent, intricate map of the human arm’s nervous system.
Every nerve bundle, every synapse, was clearly visible.
“Wow…”
Lu Chenyan couldn’t help but exclaim.
“This isn’t remote control or VR technology.”
Lu Chenxiao’s voice remained calm as he gestured in the air, causing the hologram to rotate and zoom in.
“This is a reconstruction of ‘feeling.’”
He brought up another video.
A pair of virtual mechanical hands were playing on a virtual piano.
As the keys rose and fell, the neural signals on the arm’s diagram lit up in a complex rhythm.
“Last week, we installed this system for a pianist who lost his right arm in an accident.”
“Wearing it, he can not only play the piano again through the prosthetic.”
“But more importantly, through the neural feedback system we built, he can ‘feel’ the coldness and warmth of the keys once more.”
“Of course, what I’m showing today is just an offline demo model with desensitized encryption.”
Lu Chenxiao added.
The living room fell instantly silent.
The relaxed expressions on Lu Chenyan and Lu Chenjin’s faces vanished, replaced by a mixture of shock and awe.
They knew their second brother’s project was impressive, but never imagined it had reached this near-“creator” level.
“The ultimate goal of brain-machine interfaces isn’t to control machines,”
Lu Chenxiao’s voice carried an undeniable authority.
“It’s to repair, to extend. To let human perception break free from the confines of the flesh.”
“It’s to weave a complete, sensory web of the world for every broken soul.”
Lu Chenyuan listened quietly from the side.
Lu Chenxiao was now single-mindedly climbing the highest peak of medical science.
“Speaking of making things, I happen to have a little gadget here.”
Suddenly, Lu Chenjin spoke up. He took a beautifully wrapped gift box from nearby and handed it to Lu Shi’an, who was playing in Mo Qingli’s arms.
“Little An’an, a gift from your Fourth Uncle.”
Lu Shi’an curiously tore open the box to find a meticulously crafted scale model of the ‘Wuju’ new energy vehicle.
The model was an exact miniature, every detail perfectly replicated—even the paint’s gloss was indistinguishable from the real car.
“Fourth Uncle, you’ve learned to bring gifts now,” Lu Chenyan teased.
Lu Chenjin smiled but said nothing.
He took out his phone and tapped the screen a few times.
The model car’s headlights lit up, followed by a simulated engine start sound, and it began to drive smoothly across the carpet.
Lu Shi’an was instantly captivated, giggling as he stretched out his little hands to chase it.
“This is not just a toy.”
Lu Chenjin cast his phone screen onto the huge display wall in the living room.
Immediately, a complex dynamic dashboard appeared on the wall.
Battery level, real-time power consumption, energy recovery efficiency, cell temperature…
All the data was displayed clearly for everyone to see.
“This model car houses the latest generation miniature version of our lab’s BMS—the battery management system.”
“It can extend a new energy vehicle’s battery life by 30% and improve charging efficiency by 20%.”
He wasn’t bragging—just stating a fact.
The rebellious racer from before had now become one of the top experts in foundational technology in the new energy vehicle field of Xia’s country.
“Fourth Uncle, if you take this tech out, you could build a company worth hundreds of billions,” Lu Chenyan remarked with admiration.
“I’m not going to start a company,” Lu Chenjin shook his head.
“It’s too much trouble.”
“I just want to build the fastest, most powerful power core in the world.”
He paused for a moment, then looked at Lu Chenyuan.
“Big brother, I have an idea.”
“Go ahead.”
“I want to selectively open some of the core patents of this BMS system, along with the chassis technology we’ve already standardized, to all domestic car manufacturers.”
This proposal left everyone momentarily stunned.
Only Lu Chenyuan seemed to have anticipated it.
Still, he asked, “Why?”
“Stella is just too strong.”
Lu Chenjin’s gaze was serious.
“We can’t beat them relying on just one ‘Wu Ju’.”
“For the automotive industry in Summerland to truly stand tall, it can’t be just one big tree. It needs a whole forest.”
“What I want to do is provide the richest soil for that forest to grow.”
Lu Chenyuan looked at his fourth younger brother.
The one who used to be his biggest headache, the most rebellious.
Now, he had grown into someone with such broad vision and generosity.
He was no longer just a racer chasing personal speed.
He wanted to build a powerful ‘heart’ for the entire nation’s industry.
“Alright.” Lu Chenyuan nodded, uttering just one word.
“I support you.”
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] This is a dark fantasy-themed dating simulation game. The main gameplay involves containing various monster girls and investigating the truth of a world shrouded in mist alongside your companions. However, due to his love for the dark and bizarre atmosphere, Luo Wei ended up turning a dating game into a detective mystery game. Women? Women only slow down his quickdraw! To Luo Wei, the female leads in the game are more like tools to perfectly clear levels and squeeze out rewards. For Luo Wei, flirting with every girl he meets and then discarding them is standard procedure. Worried about characters losing affection points? No need. With his maxed-out charm stat, Luo Wei is practically a "human incubus." A little psychological manipulation and those points come right back. It's a bit scummy, but the paper cutout heroines in the game won't actually come at him with real cleavers. However... Luo Wei has transmigrated. He's accidentally entered the second playthrough of this game. His past actions have caused all the girls to transform into terrifying yanderes. Due to the game's setting, most of the heroines he once contained are "troubled girls." Obsessive, twisted, mentally unstable, all aggressive yanderes... The type who will kill you if they can't have you... Luo Wei wants to cry but has no tears left. "I really just want to survive..." In short, this is a story of battling wits and engaging in a love-hate relationship with yanderes.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
