706: Chapter 71 You're the Generous One

Wu Ya rushed into Shen Yan's office; Chen Guangke was already there.

On Shen Yan's computer screen, three newly received emails were displayed.

He pointed to the first email.

"The sender is Emma Richter. She contacted me through the foundation's lawyer."

The content of the email was long, filled with gratitude between the lines.

The most crucial part was the last sentence.

"To thank you for your generosity, I don't know how to repay you. My only wealth is what my grandfather left behind. If you are interested in old German mechanical designs, perhaps my grandfather Klaus Richter's manuscripts will interest you."

Wu Ya's pupils contracted sharply.

Klaus Richter!

The founder of the Lindenburg Company! The designer of the ASML-3!

The clue to that lost firmware source code had appeared in this way!

Shen Yan didn't give her time to be shocked; he clicked on the second email.

This was an encrypted email from Japan.

"Mr. Shen, your profound insight into Soviet aerospace industry deeply impresses Chairman Kenji Tanaka. He is very satisfied with your exchange proposal. The spare control unit for the ASML-3 has been packaged and will be sent to T City via a dedicated plane."

Wu Ya felt her breath catch.

The space shuttle engine blueprints... were actually exchanged for a spare part with a Japanese collector!

This path was also open!

Shen Yan's mouse moved to the third email.

The format of this email was the strangest; the entire text was code.

Only one line of English was understandable.

Translated, it read:

"The Magic Square is a very elegant toy. We have solved it. As for your one hundred million US dollars, we are more interested in the mind that posted this bounty. 'Cyber Blacksmith Lab' welcomes a new challenge. Tell us, what do you wish to resurrect?"

The signature was a symbol of a burning anvil.

Wu Ya stared at the three emails, her mind blank.

Three paths.

Seeking out the Creator.

A legacy spanning time and space.

Phoenix Nirvana.

Three paths that seemed completely unrelated, perhaps even the stuff of fantasy.

Shen Yan had cleared all of them within three days!

This wasn't solving a problem.

This was simply divine!

She looked at the man before her, who she had once seen as merely a resolute and intelligent entrepreneur.

At this moment, his image soared infinitely in Wu Ya's heart, becoming unfathomable, like a god in control of everything.

Shen Yan closed the emails and stood up from his chair, looking at the dumbfounded Wu Ya.

"Now, we have three sets of solutions."

"One set of original source code that allows our Engineers to replicate the firmware."

"One brand new spare control unit that can be directly replaced."

"And one of the world's most cutting-edge technical teams that can transplant a brand new, more powerful soul into that old machine."

He paused, a slight, almost imperceptible curve on his lips.

"Wu Ya, tell me, which one should we choose?"

Wu Ya instinctively wanted to say, "Of course, we choose the fastest and most reliable one."

But looking into Shen Yan's eyes, she suddenly understood something.

What Shen Yan wanted was never a multiple-choice question.

"I... we..." Wu Ya's voice trembled slightly, "We want them all."

Shen Yan smiled.

"Exactly."

He walked to the window, overlooking the city he was about to conquer.

"Fixing a printer is just the beginning."

"What I want is the creator behind this printer, the industrial heritage behind that R-country collector, and even those blacksmiths of the cyber world—the technology capable of overturning the future."

"If a crisis cannot expand your territory several times over, it can only be called a hassle."

"And I never court trouble."

Wu Ya stood rooted to the spot, feeling as if her heart was gripped by an invisible hand, making it difficult even to breathe.

She looked at Shen Yan's back; his figure wasn't particularly robust, yet it cast an oppressive weight like a mountain.

So that was it.

From the very beginning, that lithography machine worth tens of millions was just a stepping stone in his eyes.

A brick used to knock open the doors to three vastly different worlds, each containing immense value.

She thought he was putting out a fire.

No, he was using the firelight to ignite a new forest.

This game of chess had surpassed her comprehension from the start.

Shen Yan turned around, looking at the still-shocked Wu Ya and Chen Guangke.

"Guang Ke, make arrangements."

"I want to meet with all three parties separately."

Chen Guangke nodded, asked no questions, and turned to execute the order.

Shen Yan's gaze fell upon Wu Ya.

"Wu Ya, you come with me."

Wu Ya was startled and nodded subconsciously.

"CEO Shen, I..."

"You don't need to do anything, just watch," Shen Yan's tone was calm.

"Sometimes, the most reliable solution often means the smallest return. I want you to remember, we are never satisfied with just solving problems."

"What we need to do is devour the problem, digest the problem, and then incorporate it as part of our own body."

The meetings were scheduled for half an hour later via encrypted video.

The location was Shen Yan's office.

Wu Ya sat on the sofa next to Shen Yan, her palms slightly sweaty.

She knew that the person about to appear on screen was Emma Richter, the granddaughter of that legendary Engineer.

A cellist who was deeply grateful to them for the three million Euro repair fund.

In Wu Ya's estimation, this should be a relaxed conversation filled with gratitude.

Shen Yan would politely accept her thanks and then smoothly obtain Klaus Richter's manuscripts.

It was a perfect, win-win exchange.

However, she soon realized she had misjudged again.

The video connected.

A fair-haired woman with a gentle temperament appeared on screen. The background was a classically elegant European study.

This was Emma Richter.

"Esteemed Sir, thank you again for your generosity. 'Die Kaina' has been delivered to Master Giuseppe. He said this instrument will usher in a new life."

Emma's face was radiant with sincere joy.

"I don't know how to express my gratitude. According to your lawyer, you are interested in old mechanical designs. Everything behind me is the manuscripts and notes left by my grandfather. If you need them, I can mail them all to you."

As she spoke, she turned sideways to display the rows of bookshelves behind her, crammed with blueprints and documents.

Wu Ya's heart skipped a beat.

All of them!

That was the life's work of an industrial giant!

She almost blurted out, "Yes, thank you so much."

However, Shen Yan merely smiled faintly.

"Miss Richter, it is you who is generous."

Emma froze.

"Me?"

"Yes," Shen Yan leaned slightly forward, his gaze gentle and sincere, "You are willing to share your grandfather's legacy. This is a respect for knowledge and inheritance, which is far more precious than money."