12
All that Glitters
All warfare is based on deception.
—Sun Tzu, The Art of War
Jonathan Kuffman stared at the virtual window in Lenora’s office, displaying a scene from one of the external cameras that showed the Fuxing fleet.
Almost two dozen isle ships floated there, interconnected inside the confines of the agricultural reef. If they added any more ships, they’d probably need to build a second reef and split the fleet.
Lenora came in. “Jonathan! I understand you might have good news.”
Jonathan nodded. “Hope so.”
Lenora smiled warmly. “Let’s see.”
Jonathan struggled for a moment with the controls on his tablet—he wasn’t a computer guy, although he was getting better pretty rapidly with tutelage from Chen Ying and Song and the others supporting him in his efforts. “Spent a lot
