It was late July 2022. On a hot summer morning, the ancient capital of Nanjing was still enveloped in a misty haze. The bright sunlight, obscured by the clouds, lazily emitted its glow, just like a person who couldn't wake up.
The sun stretched and shook off its lethargy, gradually dispelling the dampness in the air and beginning to shine its brilliant light.
As a healthy, newly matured star, it had the right to show off to its nine smaller siblings.
Under the bright sunlight, a new day had already begun.
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And our story begins in a Western-style three-story villa at the far end of Jinghu Yuan, a residential area in Nanjing's Yuhuatai District. Although the buildings in this area, which had been under construction for over twenty years, were no longer young, if someone were to investigate the soil fifty meters underground, they would find that one of the villas in this neighborhood had an illegally constructed, oversized basement...
Of course, no one would be that bored.
Now, in this basement, a masked and fully armed person was welding the final structural points of a steel framework in front of him with a gun in his hand. Because of his concentration, he didn't notice a small display screen, about the size of two palms, that had risen behind him. On the screen, a girl with a pale yellow dress and two long pigtails, who looked like a 3D character from a computer, watched the swaying buttocks in front of her with a blank expression. A few lines of data flashed in her eyes, and she abandoned the idea of experimenting with a skill she had learned from a Japanese anime with over a thousand episodes a few days ago.
It seemed to be called "Ultimate Thousand-Year Kill" or something like that?
Finally, the girl cut off the power to the masked man's welding gun. Without power, the welding gun instantly went limp. The masked man paused, looked at the gun's nozzle in confusion, and then turned to check if the welding gun's wire had been stepped on.
"Brother, there's a voice message from Qin Yue for you." Another display screen rose from the floor in front of him, and the girl with the pigtails put her hands on her hips and said with authority.
Then, a voice different from the girl's came from the speaker on the side of the screen.
"Brother, come up for breakfast! I've coated the bread slices with two layers of egg. If you don't come, I'll eat them all." The soft and gentle tone was tinged with a bit of mischief, making one feel warm inside.
"Um, is it time for breakfast already..." The masked man took off his mask, revealing a clear but slightly thin face.
He had faint dark circles under his eyes.
"To be precise, it's 7:47 now, and Qin Yue finished making breakfast a minute ago." The girl on the screen stated in a flat tone.
"Alright, two hours, and no progress." He patted the oddly shaped circular metal frame in front of him, smiled bitterly, and walked towards the elevator.
Not listening to his sister would mean being nagged.
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The protagonist's name is Chu Feiyue. After twelve years of "battles" at Shihuang Island Guangming Primary School, Daihe New Hope Primary School, Beijing No. 81 Middle School, and Beijing No. 4 Middle School, he is now a prospective college student at Panstone University's School of Information Engineering.
As an orphan who had always lived with his sister, Chu Feiyue didn't feel the pressure was too great. Although his days in the orphanage were certainly not pleasant, he and his sister were fortunate to be adopted by their grandparents at a very young age, which allowed them to escape the hardships early.
His grandfather was a retired engineer, and his grandmother was a retired actress. Their warmth and kindness melted the hearts of the two children who had been treated unfairly in the orphanage. Reflecting on those days now, they were truly...
A faint sadness, like water that once flowed but never returns.
His grandfather was a retired engineer, and his grandmother was a retired actress. Now, thinking back, his grandfather was likely a researcher in a military institute. He often had young and middle-aged men in various handsome military uniforms visit, but they were all sent away with a cup of tea and a big feather duster.
Chu Feiyue's manual skills were learned from his grandfather during that time. In contrast, his sister, who had exceptional talent in music, was taught by his grandmother, who had always regretted not becoming a musician.
Chu Feiyue, with no musical talent and no cooking skills, could only follow his grandfather to learn his master-level engineering...
Well, in fact, his grandfather was definitely a high-ranking military researcher. Otherwise, who could have a wall full of various firearms in their basement? Unfortunately, his grandfather's enthusiasm for military research had waned, so Chu Feiyue could only drool over the various steel pipes on the wall every day without understanding how to use those deadly weapons.
Oh, Grandfather in heaven, why didn't you switch from goblin engineering to gnome engineering a few years later? Precision instruments are nothing compared to the passion of an artistic explosion.
Cough, such thoughts could only be fleeting in his mind. If his sister found out, she wouldn't let him off.
During those years with his grandfather, Chu Feiyue became self-taught, starting from a simple crystal radio and gradually becoming his grandfather's assistant. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, and his grandparents passed away when he and his sister were in junior high school, leaving behind only a partially damaged household registration book.
Fortunately, the clichรฉ of relatives fighting over the inheritance didn't happen to them, as his grandparents had no other living relatives.
However, after rejecting the kind offers of adoption from some aunts and uncles, the burden of life fell on Chu Feiyue's shoulders.
Or rather, on the shoulders of Chu Feiyue and his sister, Chu Qin Yue, who were both still minors.
Chu Feiyue and Chu Qin Yue seemed to have returned to the days when they relied on each other in the orphanage. Without a source of income, how long could they survive on the inheritance left by their grandparents? This was a serious question.
But this serious question was resolved in a rather unserious manner by Chu Feiyue. Or rather, it was resolved in a rather unserious manner by the fat boss of Jialong International. Just a patent for a detachable stapler earned him a position as an external researcher in the "Jialong Group Living Tool Transformation Laboratory" and a research fund of 100,000 yuan. The fat boss and his nephew were the cutest people of the century.
Even after completely breaking ties with his friends in Beijing and moving far away, Jialong International never terminated his contract. This loyalty was far more genuine than any of his friends.
Faced with Jialong International's generous treatment, Chu Feiyue's research seemed somewhat inadequate. The fuel-free kinetic machine he was developing to solve his sister's motion sickness had made no progress in over three years.
As a brother with an outstanding sister, Chu Feiyue felt a heavy responsibility. This girl earned more money from her part-time job as a pianist in a cafรฉ than he did! How embarrassing! How could he, the pillar of the family, face this?
Despite similar appearances, they had completely different potentials. Chu Feiyue, who had no musical talent and poor cooking skills, always lagged behind his sister in studies by a few points. Every time he saw his sister's magical skills in the kitchen, he felt like a failure.
A perfect sister made him feel immense pressure...
Looking back, wasn't his effort driven by a desire not to be surpassed by his sister? As the pillar of the family, how could he accept the reality of being inferior to the girl he protected? He worked hard to stand tall, smile, and spread his wings to support a warm space just for her.
674, 677. Although Chu Feiyue lost by three points in the raw scores of the college entrance exam, after deducting the national awards they both received, he still had a 10-point special bonus, winning over his sister for the first and last time in the same exam.
Taking off his protective suit on the elevator and changing into regular clothes, Chu Feiyue returned to the ground floor of the villa, which once belonged to his grandfather and was now registered under his name.
A sweet and fragrant aroma filled the house, whetting one's appetite. Following this scent of happiness, even if he only used his nose to think, Chu Feiyue knew where he should go.
Washing hands before meals, or his sister wouldn't let him sit at the table.
Shaking off the water droplets from his hands, with an eager heart, Chu Feiyue entered the dining room.
Bathed in the morning sunlight, his sister's cheeks had a faint jade-like hue. She pouted and poked the golden bread slices on the plate with her chopsticks, one by one.
She was just eighteen, the most beautiful age. At 1.66 meters tall, she wasn't particularly tall, but her delicate features were as if designed by a world-class designer, elegant yet charming. Her black hair, with a hint of blue-purple, fell slightly disheveled on her white, round shoulders. Her beautiful oval face, with a light blush on her cheeks, and her long, fluttering eyelashes, made her large, lively eyes sparkle. Her small nose and slightly pursed lips clearly showed her dissatisfaction with her brother for going into the basement early in the morning.
"Good morning, brother." His sister squinted and decided to give him a bright smile.
An instant feeling of being healed...
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