733: Chapter 728 Lost Glory

He looked at Shen Yan, his eyes no longer holding any trace of arrogance, only pure admiration and curiosity.

How on earth did this young man from the East know this secret?

Did he possess the ability to foresee the future?

Shen Yan ignored Pierre’s shock.

He looked at Alan.

"Mr. Delaroche, please confirm."

Alan nodded heavily.

He put on the gloves Pierre handed him, trembling, and turned open one page of the manuscript.

His gaze swept over the familiar text and diagrams, and his tears finally burst forth.

"Yes... Yes! This is 'Flowing Light,' the core craftsmanship manuscript for the 'Flowing Light Brocade'! My father showed me a copy when I was little; these diagrams, these notes, they are exactly the same!"

He pointed to one diagram and said excitedly to Shen Yan,

"Sir, look here! This is the 'Multi-dimensional Jacquard' technique. It allows the silk threads to weave in three dimensions, forming a grating structure barely perceptible to the naked eye. This is the secret behind why the 'Flowing Light Brocade' can change colors at different angles!"

Shen Yan listened quietly.

However, his gaze fell upon the latter half of the manuscript.

The paper there had obvious signs of damage and scorching, and many key process diagrams and data were missing.

"This manuscript is incomplete."

Shen Yan's single sentence brought Alan and Pierre, who had just been immersed in excitement, back to sobriety.

The joy on Alan’s face instantly faded, replaced by deep dejection.

"Yes, sir... A portion of the manuscript was lost during the family's turbulent journey. The remainder, although core, lacks many crucial parameters, such as... such as the silk thread processing techniques, the dye formulas, and the specific specifications for the loom... Relying only on this, I'm afraid it will be very difficult to restore it one hundred percent."

This was the real reason why he had been willing to wander with this secret all these years, never daring to reveal it easily.

It was an incomplete treasure.

A dream that could be seen but not grasped.

"Parameters can be calculated."

"Techniques can be reverse-engineered."

"Materials can be redeveloped."

Shen Yan’s voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable power.

He turned to Irene.

"Immediately rent or acquire a top-specification materials laboratory in Lyon. I need a full set of spectral analyzers, molecular structure microscopes, and material pressure testing equipment."

"Additionally, issue recruitment notices under the name of the Future Technology France Branch Company. I want the best material scientists, ancient French linguists, and textile Engineers."

"Offer three times the market rate for salary."

Irene immediately nodded.

"Understood, Mr. Shen!"

She looked at Shen Yan, and beyond reverence, her eyes held a trace of fanaticism.

This was the boss she wanted to follow.

Decisive, efficient, solving all problems in the most direct way.

Next, Shen Yan looked at Alan.

"Mr. Delaroche, from this moment on, you are no longer alone."

He picked up his laptop and, in front of everyone, initiated an international video conference.

The screen lit up, revealing the familiar faces of Chen Guangke and Wu Ya.

Behind them was the massive, futuristic server array in the heavenly craft underground laboratory.

"Boss? It’s so late, what are your instructions?"

Chen Guangke looked somewhat surprised.

"Guang Ke, Wu Ya, let me introduce you to a new colleague."

Shen Yan turned the camera towards Alan.

"This is Mr. Alan de La Roche, the sole heir to the 'Flowing Light Brocade' technique. Starting today, he will serve as the Chief Technical Consultant for our France laboratory."

Chen Guangke and Wu Ya exchanged glances, both looking somewhat bewildered.

Flowing Light Brocade? The France laboratory?

The boss had only been in France for less than a day, how could he have stirred up so much?

Shen Yan didn't give them much time to react.

"Wu Ya, I need you to immediately organize an AI algorithm team."

"The objective is to digitally scan and model a 17th-century ancient French manuscript."

"I want you to use the computing power of tiangong no. 1, combined with the incomplete information on the manuscript, to perform reverse-engineering derivations on the lost process parameters. I want every possibility."

"Can you do it?"

Wu Ya’s eyes instantly lit up.

Using a super AI to crack ancient craftsmanship?

A project like this was a hundred times cooler than developing some embroidery machine!

She adjusted her glasses, the lenses reflecting the screen light.

"Boss, rest assured! As long as there is enough data, the neural network of tiangong no. 1 can simulate the Big Bang. Deriving an ancient craft is a piece of cake!"

Her tone was filled with the unique confidence and excitement of a technical professional.

Shen Yan nodded in satisfaction.

"Guang Ke, you handle logistics. Coordinate the teams in Lingnan and Lyon to ensure there are absolutely no delays in data transmission and hardware support."

"Also, notify An Ran and Ning Ke; our new project has launched."

"The project codename is—"

Shen Yan glanced at the ancient manuscript on the table and spoke slowly.

"'Iris'."

"Received!"

Chen Guangke and Wu Ya responded in unison.

The video call ended.

In the entire presidential suite, you could hear a pin drop.

Pierre was completely speechless.

His mouth hung open as he stared at Shen Yan like he was looking at a monster.

Cross-ocean video calls, supercomputers, AI algorithms, reverse engineering derivations...

These terms seemed to come from two completely different dimensions compared to the ancient restoration industry he was engaged in.

And now, this young man was going to use this mythical technology to resurrect a centuries-old manuscript.

This was no longer restoration.

It was creation.

Irene, meanwhile, was rapidly recording every instruction from Shen Yan on her phone, her fingers trembling slightly with excitement.

She knew she was witnessing a historic moment.

A brand new, super-brand combining classical luxury and Future Technology was about to be born before her eyes.

And Alan de La Roche, the last descendant just pulled out of the mire, was already in tears.

He looked at Shen Yan, his lips moving, and finally, he bowed deeply, profoundly, to Shen Yan.

He finally understood that what Shen Yan gave him was never as simple as a salary or a position.

It was a chance for the Delaroche surname to return to the pinnacle of the world in a more brilliant, more dazzling manner, hundreds of years later.

A chance for a lost glory to be reforged.

The moment Alan bowed, the cold mechanical prompt sounded again in Shen Yan's mind.

[Ding!]

[Random Quest 'Lost Glory' Completion Rate: 5%.]

[Detected that the Host has constructed a complete implementation path for the quest objective and invested core resources. Phase reward issued in advance.]

[Intermediate Wealth Intelligence bulletin.]

[Remaining rewards will be issued upon quest completion.]