Sky-cracking Rider

"A...ball?"

The General Manager of International Aviation Company, Zhong Yue, repeated in confusion and then realized, laughed, and said, "Ah, it's an intelligent unit, this thing is not shaped like a sphere."

He solemnly took out a tightly sealed box from his pocket.

This is the Li Residence, moreover, at the foot of the emperor, foreign powers find it difficult to intervene, very safe.

After all, the Sovereignty's wrath resulting in bloodshed is no joke, so for a mere old-era artificial intelligence AI, it's not worth it.

The box was only the size of a palm, inside it vertically stood rows of transparent circuit boards, each sealed individually in anti-static bags.

In the transparent circuit boards made of high thermal conductivity electromagnetic shielding material, a layer upon layer of fine gold wires was laid out, with the outermost layer embedded with silver-colored light conducting fibers, and the prominent main control chip and storage chip were tightly surrounded by associated electronic components.

Each circuit board was a high-performance, high-capacity single-chip microcomputer.

Chen Fei opened a package of anti-static sealed bags, a terminal extended from the wristband on his wrist, touching each circuit board's pins, electrical paths, and optical paths.

System: Ding, IS-T001_Ver1.1 integrated unit found, format, yes/no?

Format!

System: Ding, formatting complete! Drive "B."

Skill "File Management Plugin," select "Adam-AI_2.0," copy to send to Drive B

System: Sending begins... takes 15 seconds (1 second/15 seconds)... Sending ends, verification complete!

The Dog System's copy function does not touch the copy count rule of "Adam-AI_2.0," filling a box of 24 integrated units quickly.

"Uh! This thing of yours is..."

Director Zhong of International Aviation pointed at Chen Fei's left wrist, wondering why this device could read and write integrated units, it seemed specialized.

Chen Fei stated earnestly, "Black technology! A multi-functional data terminal specifically for reading and writing data."

Thinking again, he pulled out four more anti-static bags from the box and stuffed them into his own pocket, leaving only 20 pieces for the other party.

"Adam-AI_2.0" is useless left in the Dog System, it must be employed in reality, for a chance to play with it.

Director Zhong eyed Chen Fei's coat pocket anxiously and said, "That, that!"

How come he also kept some back secretly!

"This is part of the compensation."

Chen Fei didn't dare say it was all the compensation, as he was still waiting to get paid!

Besides, 20 copies of "Adam" were already sufficient to fulfill his agreement.

"Alright!"

Director Zhong sighed, although he had prepared 24 integrated units, obtaining even one was enough.

As long as the source code and compiler were in hand, although copying a few more would be restricted, it was merely a bit of trouble, would International Aviation lack experts in programming?

"Little Chen has really been a big help this time, besides the original compensation, are there any other requests? Director Zhong is a leader of a big company, such opportunities are rare."

Li Zhenxing emphasized the last words "very rare" heavily, this favor done for International Aviation was more valuable than simply giving money.

Compared with the colossal ocean liner that was International Aviation, Tianjiu Finance was merely a little rowboat.

Where was Director Zhong unaware that Old Li was wholeheartedly trying to promote his junior, blatantly forcing opportunities? Riding aboard the giant ship of International Aviation could make this young man a winner in life, drastically better than that small military contractor.

He helplessly said, "Old Li is right, as long as I can help, just ask!"

This favor asked was truly worth a fortune.

Had it been anyone else, General Manager Zhong Yue wouldn't even bother. Once he got what he wanted, what else was there to discuss? Who the hell do you think you are?

State-owned enterprises don't have to please anyone!

"Uh! There is one thing, I'm not sure if Director Zhong could help with it?"

Chen Fei thought about it, indeed there was such a difficult request.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Director Zhong calmly said, "Please tell."

In the homeland, with the connections and influence of International Aviation, within the realms of legality and reason, there's hardly anything they can't do, whether it's finding a good job, introducing a well-connected girlfriend, or even as straightforward as securing a school district house in Capital City or millions in cash.

"There's an F-22 at Eagle-Nest Airport in the Federated States of America's Snow Mountain State that belongs to me, currently it's restricted, and leaving the country is prohibited. I wonder if Director Zhong could help me get it out."

Thinking that with International Aviation's vast assets, they might have the channels to get ahold of the "Raptor" from Old David's place, which would truly be a great help to Chen Fei.

Li Zhenxing: "…"

General Manager Zhong Yue: "…"

Good heavens!

Looks can be deceiving, the waters unconveyed, the descendants of the Chen Family Gate truly should not be underestimated; having wandered around America, somehow he acquired a jet, an F-22, even though it's a very old model.

It's just unknown what got into the American Federation, even restricting such an antique from leaving the country.

After all, in those days, they used to sell them off frequently, profiting hugely.

To date, many sovereigns still retain double-digit numbers of F-22s in preservation. Even if they really can't fly anymore, and parts and tools are discontinued, they haven't been scrapped or dismantled yet.

"This... I can't guarantee, but I can first help you ask around."

As it involved other sovereignties, Director Zhong dared not make rash promises; he immediately took out his phone, stepped outside the living room, and made a call.

"Little Chen, heads up, if Director Zhong can't manage it, others, including your uncle, I'm afraid, couldn't either." Continue your journey on empire

To avoid Chen Fei being too disappointed, Li Zhenxing gave him a heads up in advance.

This was an unavoidable situation. The First Sovereign was not the world's top hegemon and naturally would not meddle in the affairs of other sovereigns, especially when it involved a former main combat aircraft. Such a matter should not escalate into a diplomatic incident—better not to sweat the small stuff and lose sight of the bigger picture.

Being swayed by personal interests to the detriment of Sovereignty would be a great sin.

Mrs. Li called out from the kitchen, "Dinner's ready!"

She had just heard the Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet complaining of hunger, so she sped up the process and served dinner half an hour early.

"Is there something to eat?"

The Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet, who had been lying on the sofa, suddenly jumped up, zipped to the dining table, and unabashedly took a spot, yowling incessantly.

"Time to eat, time to eat!"

As a pet carried in cargo, there were obviously no meal services in the live animal compartment, so it starved!

From embarking to disembarking the plane, it had been hungry for a good ten hours—its cries of hunger were totally justified.

"Yes, yes, yes, Er Lang, this is specially prepared ostrich and braised beef for you."

Mrs. Li specifically brought over a large bowl for the Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet, piled up like a small mountain of meat almost overflowing.

"Aowwoo… delicious… tasty!"

The Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet bit into the mountain of meat and started chomping away, soon burying its head into the bowl.

The soul of a rice-eating cat resides in a bowl when eating.

"Come, let's have a few drinks!"

Li Zhenxing brought over a bottle of custom-made liquor, shaking it at Chen Fei and said, "Little Chen, whether you like white, red, beer, or a soft drink, I've got it all here."

The custom-made liquor was brewed on special request in a dedicated workshop, not available for retail sale. It used the best ingredients, water, brewing equipment, and master distillers and tasters, fermented under specific temperatures and humidity conditions.

After being deemed ready for consumption, it was bottled and cellared for at least two years to ensure all harshness in the liquor had mellowed before being delivered to the client.

The whole process took a minimum of three years, and such custom-made liquor was almost never seen on the market. Plus, each batch was limited; every bottle drunk was one less available.

The Li Family had jointly funded several batches of this custom-made liquor, so their cellar was fully stocked.

"Anything is fine!"

Chen Fei was not particular, eying the labels and planning to negotiate a few bottles for Boss Hana to try when he returned.

A few bottles of custom-made liquor were trivial compared to the mission he was on.

Noticing the sparse cutlery on the table, Director Zhong asked in confusion, "Old Li, where are your guys?"

He hadn't seen any of the Li Family's three sons.

Li Zhenxing shook his head and replied, "The eldest is at the company, the second went for a SPA, and the third got whisked away by his useless friends again. Come on, let's mind our own drinks and food, no need to stand on ceremony."

Except for the eldest, who was busy with important matters, the second and third sons were useless, only caring for themselves, hardly the ones to inherit the family business.

That's why the family business had to be entrusted to the eldest, Li Gaogao; only then could he be at ease.

The 1.2-liter bottle of custom-made liquor made its rounds on the dining table and was directly reduced by a quarter.

With a small two-ounce drink per person, everyone was naturally enjoying themselves.

The driver who had come with Director Zhong to the Li Residence shared a separate dining area with the Li family's bodyguards, not mingling in this family-style dinner.

The Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet, not yet satisfied, licked the bowl and pulled its face from the bowl to shout, "None left! Is there more?"

"Yes, yes, plenty!"

Mrs. Li took away the empty bowl and brought over another full one.

Clang, the Big Cat plunged its head straight into the pile of meat, continuing its vigorous feasting.

A bowl full of meat—what a blissful flavor!

Who knows how many magical beasts have been retained by human society's food, drink, and entertainment, becoming members of civilized society.

Some drank and enjoyed their meals, while others devoured meat. Amid easy chatter and hearty laughter, although they shared the same table, they did not interfere with each other.

After the Golden-Eyed Azure-Hearted Civet vigorously worked its way through ten large bowls of meat and another of milk, it was finally content, licking its lips with growing elegance, as if it wasn't the same creature that had been gobbling like a starving ghost just moments ago.

"Oh! There's a call, one moment."

As Director Zhong was enjoying a lively chat with old friend Li Zhenxing and young friend Chen Fei, he noticed his phone, set on silent mode, suddenly vibrating.

He immediately stood up and left the dining room to answer the call.

A moment later, Director Zhong returned to the table, looked at Chen Fei, and sighed, "Little Chen, your issue is a tough one!"

Li Zhenxing, seeing Director Zhong's troubled expression, asked, "What happened? Is it that F-22? Is Eagle-Nest Airport refusing to hand it over?"

"No, it's not the airport. It's Boeing Aerospace blocking us!"

The news that Director Zhong had just received was completely unexpected: behind the simple matter of a decommissioned main fighter jet, there was such a huge entity interfering from the shadows.

What exactly had this young member of the Chen Family done to provoke Boeing Aerospace to such an extent?

Then again, with this spare time, wouldn't it be better to simply beat someone up?

If International Airlines Company were to stick their neck out for Chen Fei, the situation would change drastically.

In the civil aviation domain, International Airlines Company was one of Boeing Aerospace's main competitors. If the two sides came to blows over a single F-22, it wouldn't simply be a matter of knocking some sense into someone anymore.

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