780: Chapter 775 You're being way too biased!

But for Shen Yan now, that little bit of money was just a day's interest from the sky city.

What he wanted was this pure happiness.

To hell with elegance, to hell with being low-key.

I'm rich, my son calls me Dad, so I'm going to hand out money to celebrate!

An Ran stood at the back of the crowd, holding a glass of red wine, watching the man who was smiling foolishly while hugging his child.

"What a lunatic."

She shook her head, but a playful curve lifted the corner of her mouth.

"However, only a lunatic like this can turn business into this."

Liang Yibai next to her had changed into a slightly cleaner suit, but he was clearly not used to this kind of occasion, hiding behind An Ran and frantically eating desserts.

"CEO Shen... is quite authentic."

Liang Yibai mumbled his evaluation with a mouthful of Tiramisu.

"Authentic?"

An Ran took a sip of wine.

"That's confidence."

"Only those standing at the summit have the right to display such unguarded authenticity."

The lively celebration lasted until deep into the night.

After sending off the last guest, the bustling estate finally returned to tranquility.

The servants were cleaning up the mess quietly, careful not to wake the little young master who had just fallen asleep.

In the living room on the second floor, warm yellow light spilled onto the carpet.

The family was gathered together, a rare sight.

Shen Ya sat on the carpet, holding a Lego brick, teaching Youyou next to her how to assemble it.

Since waking up, Shen Ya had recovered very well.

She was in charge of the Finance Department at Shen Yan's Branch Company, and her diligence was exactly like Shen Yan's used to be.

Now, her complexion was rosy, her eyes held a sparkle, and she was no longer the lifeless vegetative state patient lying on the hospital bed.

"Brother, how long can you stay this time?"

Shen Ya looked up and handed a red block to Youyou.

"I'm not leaving."

Shen Yan leaned back on the sofa, peeling an orange, and casually handed half of it to Liu Hui beside him.

"The main structure over there is done. Liang Yibai and Chen Guangke can oversee the remaining fine decoration and equipment debugging."

"My next battlefield is on that spire."

Shen Ya nodded, half-understanding. She didn't care about those grand business blueprints; she only cared if her brother would be too tired.

"Dad, you are too biased."

Youyou pouted, pushing away the Lego in her hand.

"When my little brother calls you Dad once, he gets a red envelope, but I've been calling you Dad for years and you've never been this generous."

This little girl was becoming more and more clever.

Shen Yan was amused and lightly flicked his daughter's nose.

"Who says I haven't?"

"Your share has long been saved for you by Dad."

"When you turn eighteen, Dad will give you a big surprise."

Youyou's eyes darted around, and she climbed onto Shen Yan's lap.

"Then I don't want to wait until I'm eighteen, I want it now."

"I want to go to Disneyland, and I want to buy the biggest Elsa castle!"

"Buy it!"

Shen Yan waved his hand grandly, displaying immense generosity.

"Tomorrow, I'll have people move all the newest Disney merchandise home and pile up your room!"

Liu Hui gave him an exasperated look from the side and stuffed the peeled orange into his mouth.

"Just keep spoiling her, she'll be ruined by you sooner or later."

The orange was very sweet, the juice bursting in his mouth.

Shen Yan chewed the orange and looked at the group of people around him.

His gentle and virtuous wife, his healthy and lively sister, his clever and mischievous daughter, and the son sleeping soundly in the cradle.

This was his everything.

This was the reason he fought with those jackals and tigers outside.

"Wife."

Shen Yan swallowed the orange and suddenly called out.

"Hmm?"

Liu Hui was covering the sleeping Shen An with a small quilt and didn't look back.

"Thank you."

The two words were light, yet heavy.

Liu Hui's movements paused for a moment.

She turned around and looked at Shen Yan.

The man who was once spirited but had his spine broken by life now stood up again.

And he stood higher and steadier than before.

But his eyes were still as clear as the poor boy who used to borrow books from neighbors back then.

"Thank me for what."

Liu Hui walked over and naturally leaned against Shen Yan's shoulder.

"We are family, no need for formalities."

"As long as you are safe and sound, it's better than earning any amount of money."

Shen Yan put his arm around his wife's shoulder, inhaling the faint scent of shampoo in her hair—that was the smell of home.

Outside, the moonlight was like water. In the distant Linhai New District, the aviation obstruction light atop the sky city blinked in the night, resembling a newborn star.

Shen Yan knew that the real challenge had only just begun.

Artificial Intelligence, that was God's forbidden zone.

But he was not afraid.

Because behind him, there was a light that was always shining for him.

A new task box popped up in the corner of his vision on the system panel:

[Main Quest Activated: Computing Power Hegemony.]

[Objective: Utilize the sky city node to build the world's largest Artificial Intelligence supercomputing center within one year.]

[Current Progress: %]

Shen Yan closed the panel.

He lowered his head and lightly kissed Liu Hui's forehead.

"Go to sleep."

"Tomorrow is a new day."

Liu Hui snuggled into his embrace, found a comfortable position, and soon began breathing evenly.

Shen Ya took the tired Youyou back to her room to sleep.

Shen Yan was the only one left in the living room.

He didn't feel sleepy.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out at the sleeping city.

Once, he was the outcast of this city, the mud trampled under everyone's feet.

Now, he stood at the pinnacle of this city.

But he knew that it was lonely at the top.

Although Mei Jinning had quieted down for now, a woman like her was like a venomous snake; as long as she wasn't completely dead, she could bite back at any time.

And those capital magnates lurking in the shadows, watching the sky city.

Eighty billion was just the entry ticket.

The next contest would be the real battlefield.

Shen Yan took a cigarette out of his pocket, about to light it, but remembered the children sleeping upstairs and put it back.

He had quit.

To spend a few more years with these people, he should quit smoking.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Chen Guangke.

"Core team meeting tomorrow at nine in the morning."

"Call that lunatic Liang Yibai too, tell him to stop sleeping on the tower crane."

"We are about to start building the 'Brain'."

After sending the message, Shen Yan turned and turned off the main lights in the living room.

The nine o'clock meeting room in the morning had no flowers, only the thick, undiluted smell of coffee.

Everyone's gaze was focused on Shen Yan at the end of the long table.

He threw a freshly printed document onto the table; the sound of the paper sliding in the quiet air was like a tearing silk.

"One year is too long, I only fight for every moment."

Shen Yan tapped the tabletop three times with his fingers; the rhythm was slow, but it felt like a heavy hammer striking Chen Guangke's heart.

"Nine months. I want the lights of the sky city to turn on, not as streetlights, but as a brain."