In the western suburbs of Jingzhou, there was a government guesthouse closed to the public.
The furnishings inside were simple, even somewhat dated.
Lin Yuan sat on an old wooden sofa.
Across from him sat Elder Qian.
This was the same Elder Qian—one of the founding figures of Xia Country's aerospace industry—who had personally named the alliance "Sky Path."
Elder Qian poured Lin Yuan a cup of tea.
The tea was ordinary, the kind of coarse-leaf tea commonly served in guesthouses.
"Little Lin, nervous?" Elder Wu asked with a smile.
"A little," Lin Yuan answered honestly.
He was still wearing his work uniform from Expedition Technology, dust still clinging to him.
He hadn’t even had time to go home after returning from the launch site.
"No need to be nervous," Elder Wu said.
"Standing behind you is Lu Chenyuan. That young man never misjudges people."
"We old-timers used to think commercial companies were only in it for profit."
"But Lu Chenyuan showed us another possibility."
Elder Qian pulled a document from a kraft paper envelope.
"This is a strategic cooperation memorandum."
"The specific terms will be negotiated later by a dedicated team."
"Today, we’re just settling the 'official status.'"
"From this day forward, the Sky Path Alliance will be the official supplier and deep partner of our nation’s aerospace program."
Elder Qian slid the document toward Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan looked at the paper. He recognized every word on it.
Yet each one felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
He picked up a pen and solemnly signed his name.
Then, Elder Qian did the same.
No reporters. No flashing cameras.
Just a simple, firm handshake between two men representing different paths for Xia Country’s aerospace future.
Elder Qian looked at Lin Yuan.
"Go back and tell Lu Chenyuan."
"The nation has built the stage. It’s your turn to perform."
"Make sure this performance is flawless."
That night, at the penthouse of Cloud Peak One.
The main lights in the living room were off.
Only the glow of the city spilled in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
A late-night financial program played on the TV.
In the scrolling ticker at the bottom of the screen, a brief message flashed by:
"Reports indicate that multiple member companies of the 'Sky Path Alliance' have officially entered the supply chain system of the 'Moon Goddess' program..."
The news was short, drowned in the endless stream of information.
Like a pebble dropped into the ocean.
Mo Qingli leaned back on the sofa, watching the message.
A pair of strong arms gently wrapped around her from behind.
Lu Chenyuan rested his chin on her shoulder.
"It’s over," Mo Qingli murmured.
"No," Lu Chenyuan replied, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"It’s only just begun."
Mo Qingli turned her head to look at him.
His eyes held no triumphant pride, only a quiet relief.
"What’s next for you?" she asked.
"Retirement," Lu Chenyuan answered.
Mo Qingli blinked.
"Retirement? Really?"
"Mm." He held her as they walked to the window.
Below them, the city lights glittered.
"The road is built."
"Time to let professional drivers take the wheel."
Mo Qingli studied him in silence.
"Alright," she said softly.
"I’ll be with you."
A week later.
Expedition Technology’s executive meeting.
Lin Yuan was presenting the next phase of the launch plan and technical optimizations.
Everyone listened intently.
Lu Chenyuan sat at the head of the table.
But he didn’t say a word the entire time.
He simply watched—Lin Yuan, Zhou Mingyuan, Li Mo, the team he had built, now running like a well-oiled machine.
As the meeting ended and everyone prepared to leave, Lu Chenyuan finally spoke.
"Wait."
All movement ceased. Eyes turned to him, expecting some crucial strategic directive.
Lu Chenyuan smiled.
He looked at Lin Yuan.
"Lin Yuan."
"Boss Lu." Lin Yuan immediately straightened.
"Starting today, the daily operations of Expedition Technology—and the entire Sky Path Alliance—are yours."
Lu Chenyuan said it as casually as discussing the weather.
The room fell dead silent.
Everyone froze.
Lin Yuan’s mind went blank.
"Old Lu, I—"
"I trust you." Lu Chenyuan stood and clapped Lin Yuan’s shoulder.
Then, he scanned the room, his expression relaxed.
"This roadbuilder’s job is done."
"Time to clock out and go home to my wife and kid."
Without waiting for reactions, he walked straight out of the meeting room.
Leaving behind a room full of stunned faces.
Lin Yuan stood there for a long moment before finally exhaling slowly.
4:30 PM.
Outside Jingzhou First Kindergarten.
A black "Boundless" sedan sat quietly by the curb, no different from the other parents’ cars.
Lu Chenyuan leaned against the door.
He’d swapped his formal attire for simple chinos and a white shirt.
The setting sun stretched his shadow long across the pavement.
His gaze lingered on the kindergarten gates, a gentle smile on his face.
Many parents stole curious glances at the strikingly handsome man.
Ding-ding-ding!
The bell rang.
The gates swung open.
A flood of tiny uniformed figures came rushing out, chattering like excited sparrows.
Lu Chenyuan spotted his son instantly.
Lu Shi'an, with his little dinosaur backpack, was the fastest.
"Dad!"
He barreled into Lu Chenyuan’s arms like a cannonball.
Lu Chenyuan lifted him high.
"Were you good at school today?"
"Very good!" Lu Shi'an declared.
"Teacher even praised me!"
"Oh? What reward does An’an want?"
"Mom’s strawberry cake!"
"Deal." Lu Chenyuan chuckled, setting him down and taking his small hand.
"Let’s go home to Mom."
Two figures—one tall, one small—walked toward the black car.
Their shadows stretched long in the sunset.
In this moment, he wasn’t Lu Chenyuan, the man who reshaped an era.
He was just an ordinary father, picking up his son from school.
Back at Cloud Peak One.
Mo Qingli had indeed prepared strawberry cake.
Lu Shi'an cheered and dove for it.
Lu Chenyuan wrapped his arms around Mo Qingli from behind as she watched their son eat.
"Really letting go of everything?" she asked.
"Mm."
"What’s next?"
"Something more important." Lu Chenyuan’s gaze drifted into the distance.
"Like starting a foundation."
"Funding purely theoretical research—the kind that might take ten, twenty, even a hundred years to bear fruit."
"Ruo Xi’s mathematics."
"Chen Xiao’s life sciences."
"Commerce solves efficiency problems, but not fundamental ones."
"I want to plant seeds for a much farther future."
Mo Qingli turned to face him.
"Good." She rose on her toes and kissed him.
"This time, I'll be your first investor."
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
