734: Chapter 729 A plot straight out of a science fiction movie

Shen Yan's expression did not change at all.

All of this had only just begun.

He walked to the window and once again looked out at the dazzling night view.

This time, his gaze swept past the lights of Lyon, as if he could already see a future where an unprecedentedly magnificent fabric, flowing like light and shadow, would once again stun the entire world.

And upon it would be stamped the mark of 'Heavenly Works Creation'.

[Ding!]

A completely new notification sound arrived unexpectedly.

[Congratulations to the Host for completing the hidden condition: 'Interpreting Classical Heritage with Modern Technology'.]

[Mission 'Lost Glory' has been upgraded.]

[Mission Name: Above Glory]

[Mission Description: Based on 'Flowing Light Brocade', integrate 'heavenly craft' AI technology to create a brand-new intelligent fabric that surpasses the era, and use this as the core to build a completely new top-tier global luxury brand.]

[Mission Reward: One piece of advanced wealth intelligence, one random technology blueprint.]

A barely perceptible smile finally curved the corner of Shen Yan's mouth.

The system truly understood him.

Mere restoration, how could that be enough?

What he wanted was creation.

It was about standing on the shoulders of giants for a complete subversion.

The night in Lyon remained gentle.

But the top-floor suite of the Sofitel Hotel had transformed into a high-speed war command center.

Irene’s efficiency was astonishing.

In less than twelve hours, an acquisition contract for a laboratory located in the Ninth Arrondissement of Lyon, previously belonging to a near-bankrupt biotechnology company, was placed on Shen Yan's desk.

Along with the nearly new German Zeiss microscopes and spectroscopic analysis equipment in the lab, everything was bundled together.

The price was eighty million Euros.

Shen Yan signed it without even blinking.

At the same time, recruitment notices offering triple the salary were cast out like a net through headhunting firms, accurately targeting the entire European academic circle.

Doctorates in Materials Science, experts in Old French, Engineers with experience in luxury textile manufacturing... Resumes poured into Irene's inbox like snowflakes.

Money was the most efficient catalyst.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Earth, in Lingnan, at the 'heavenly craft' laboratory.

Wu Ya and her AI team had entered a 72-hour non-stop sprint.

The server array of tiangong no. 1 flashed blue light, resembling the breath of a giant beast in the deep sea.

The high-definition manuscript photos personally taken by Pierre were converted into billions of data points and fed into the AI's neural network.

Alan de La Roche became the bridge between the two teams.

He spent his days in the newly acquired Lyon lab, staring at the screen, deciphering the ancient French terminology for the Engineers in Lingnan, and explaining the possible meanings of every technical drawing.

His life, in just a few short days, had transitioned from hell to heaven.

He was no longer the homeless Alan.

He was Mr. Delaroche, the chief technical consultant for the 'Iris' project, the only person who could decipher that sacred manuscript.

Everyone treated him with immense respect.

The project was advancing at an extraordinary speed.

In the first week, the digital modeling of the manuscript was completed.

tiangong no. 1 constructed a complete 17th-century 'Flowing Light Brocade' loom in the virtual space; every mortise and tenon, the direction of every thread, was reproduced without error.

In the second week, the AI began reverse deduction.

Based on the scant clues remaining in the manuscript, it simulated the missing dye formulas and silk thread treatment processes.

Trillions of calculations were completed within a few hours.

tiangong no. 1 provided over three hundred of the most probable combination solutions.

In the third week, the Lyon lab began small-batch physical verification based on the AI's proposed solutions.

Chen Guangke mobilized resources, airlifting the finest silkworm silk and the rarest natural dyes from around the world.

In the lab, they successfully restored a palm-sized piece of 'Flowing Light Brocade' for the first time.

When that piece of fabric was removed from the testing machine, everyone present held their breath.

It exhibited a texture akin to liquid metal under the light.

As the viewing angle changed, the fabric's color slowly flowed from a deep sapphire blue to a mysterious violet.

It was breathtakingly beautiful.

Alan held the fabric, tears streaming down his face.

He felt as if he could see the scene from hundreds of years ago, when his ancestors first created this miracle in their workshop.

The glory of the Delaroche family had truly returned.

However, Shen Yan gently shook his head during the video conference.

'Not enough,'

His voice was calm, yet it cooled everyone's excitement.

'It is beautiful, but it is too fragile.'

Shen Yan pointed to the test data transmitted on the screen.

'Its physical toughness is even less than ordinary silk. It can only be a work of art lying in a museum, not clothing that can be worn.'

Alan's face turned somewhat pale.

He knew Shen Yan was speaking the truth; the restored sample was beautiful yet fragile, like a butterfly's wing.

Wu Ya spoke from the other end: 'Boss, this is the optimal solution the AI can deduce so far. The material limitations of ancient craftsmanship determine its physical ceiling.'

Silence descended upon the conference room.

Was the mission going to stall here?

Everyone looked to Shen Yan, awaiting his decision.

Shen Yan tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

Restoration was only 'Lost Glory'.

His mission was 'Above Glory'.

He suddenly spoke, asking a question that caught everyone off guard.

'Wu Ya, what if we stop focusing on 'restoration' and focus on 'creation' instead?'

Wu Ya paused, 'Boss, what do you mean?'

'I mean, why should we use the mindset from hundreds of years ago to solve problems?'

Shen Yan's gaze swept over everyone.

'We have tiangong no. 1, and the world's top materials laboratory.'

'Why can't we make 'Flowing Light Brocade' stronger, or even... smarter?'

He paused, throwing out a groundbreaking idea.

'What if we incorporate nano-treated carbon fibers into the silk protein?'

'What if we mix micron-sized flexible conductive polymers into the dye?'

'What if we use AI to redesign the weaving structure of the threads, so that it not only reflects light but can actively emit light, or even... display information?'

The entire conference room fell silent.

Everyone's minds went blank, stunned by Shen Yan's words.

Using nanomaterials to modify ancient silk?

Turning a piece of clothing into a flexible display screen?

This was a plot only seen in science fiction movies!

Alan's mouth fell open; he couldn't understand what Shen Yan was saying at all.

But Wu Ya on the screen, whose eyes always carried a hint of laziness, erupted with unprecedented brilliance.

'Boss... I understand!'