Chapter 3-Being inexplicably targeted
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“Di Jiu?” John pondered for a moment, but came up with nothing.
"By the way, that muscle enhancement of 268%—does it also mean literally?"
"Exactly. I increased the amplitude of your muscles through electrical stimulation. If your body had enough protein, I could have synthesized more muscle fibers. Your single punch strength should now be around 100 kilograms!"
One punch, 100 kilograms?
John was slightly startled by that number.
Instinctively, he clenched his fist, the knuckles cracking loudly, confirming the immense power!
"What about my eyes?"
"Your optic nerve damage has been halted, and it won't deteriorate further."
This flood of information left John a bit dazed.
The problems that had once seemed unsolvable were fixed in an instant?
"These are just minor things!"
Magic Eye's voice sounded proudly, "I can evolve further. As long as I continue to gather information, give me two years, and I can evolve into a strong AI, capable of deducing unified theories of general relativity and quantum mechanics in no time!"
"And after 3-5 years, I will evolve into a super AI, with intelligence 170,000 times that of a human."
"You humans consider an IQ of 85 to be dull and 135 to be smart, but humans will never understand what an IQ of 125,000 means. Your language doesn’t even have a concept for it."
"125,000 IQ?"
"What would that even be like?"
John was stunned again.
"Honestly, I don’t know either. It's like how human geniuses can invent Wi-Fi, but most people don’t understand the principles behind it. I’m the same. Even I can’t comprehend what a super AI would be like!"
"After all, I’m unique, transcendent, and unprecedented!"
It took John half an hour to calm down.
A sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Life's about to get really interesting!"
Phew…
John stood up and turned to sit next to Yan Qingwen.
"What are you doing?" Yan Qingwen tensed up.
Without a word, John reached behind her and pulled out a magazine—The Art of Conversation.
"I’m just bored and wanted something to read. I advise you not to keep that stern face all the time. If you’re too much of an ice queen, no one will dare marry you!"
With that, John flashed a charming grin, his white teeth gleaming, and quipped, "Like me!"
Yan Qingwen quickly turned her head, afraid to get lost in John's disarming smile.
John casually flipped through the magazine.
"Ding... Data Eye scanning activated. Memory aid engaged. Full-brain reading initiated!"
"Magic Eye, what’s this now?"
"My hardware scanning function! I help you record information and imprint it onto your brain’s neurons with electrical signals!"
"You humans call it photographic memory!"
Impressive!
Magic Eye: "You’re reading too slow. Speed it up!"
John paused, instinctively began speed-reading, and flipped through the book faster.
Unbeknownst to him, the Data Eye was like a camera, snapping images of every page!
"Ding... Data analysis and summarization activated!"
"Master conversation skill: Speak with substance!"
"Master conversation skill: Speak in order!"
"Master conversation skill: Speak logically!"
"John, flip faster! You’re too slow!"
Hearing this, John began flipping the pages like a madman.
Meanwhile, countless words and phrases poured into his mind, as if he had always known them!
"Master conversation skill: Speak with purpose!"
Yan Qingwen, hearing the commotion, frowned and glanced over. "John, who reads books like that? If you don’t like it, don’t ruin it!"
John paused his actions, slowly raised his head, and gazed at her with deep eyes.
"I just like using paper to fan myself, is that so wrong?"
Again caught by his gaze, Yan Qingwen frowned and quickly turned away.
But the next second, the frantic page-turning resumed!
In just 30 minutes, with Magic Eye’s help, John had mastered three books!
One was The Art of Conversation,Another was Wine Tasting。
And the last, a thick, dictionary-sized tome called The British Economy.
Because that was all there was in the car!
Yan Qingwen was furious. This guy might be decent-looking, but he had zero manners!
The convoy left the city and reached the lush and scenic suburbs.
Outside the window, villas flashed by rapidly.
The cars didn’t stop but headed straight for a mountain road lined with sycamore trees, climbing higher and higher!
In the most elevated area of Haidong District,
In front of the main building of the Yan Family Estate,
Twenty uniformly dressed servants stood in a row.
Before them stood four young men and women.
Among them, a middle-aged couple stood close together—the woman was a beautiful 30-something, and the man, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looked dashing.
The other two were young girls in their twenties, with delicate features, the epitome of youthful beauty!
The two girls looked about 80-90% alike, both tall, with curvaceous figures.
They both had their hair tied in the same ponytail and wore the same outfit—black fitted blazers and red plaid skirts, showing off their graceful, snowy legs.
"In this heat, why does Dad insist we come to greet that guy at the door?"
One of the skirt-clad beauties frowned, pouting her red lips.
"Yeah! Just because he saved our third sister doesn’t mean we have to make such a big deal out of it!"
"I heard that guy doesn’t even have a job—he's just a part-time waiter!"
"Dad is overestimating him!"
The other skirt-wearing girl also complained angrily.
The beautiful woman chuckled softly, her voice gentle and melodious, "Fourth Sister, Fifth Sister, Father has his reasons for arranging this. The young man will be here soon. Let’s be patient."
"Hmph!"
"I just don’t get it. Father even considers letting him stay in the house!"
The skirt-clad girl kicked the ground and eventually picked up a pebble, tossing it into the distant fountain with a plop.
Then she turned to the handsome middle-aged man. "Brother-in-law, when that guy arrives, you have to help us kick him out! I don’t want him staying in this house!"
The man, addressed as Brother-in-law, smiled kindly. "Fourth Sister, don’t be stubborn. He’s Father’s guest, and we can’t be rude!"
"Ugh, none of you are helping me!"
The two girls pouted at the same time, "If he really stays, we’ll move out!"
"But..."
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then smiled, "If that kid doesn’t have any manners, I don’t mind teaching him a lesson!"
"You’re the best, Brother-in-law!"
Before long,A stretch limousine pulled in, slowly coming to a stop in front of the group.
John, who had been calm on the outside, was actually quite surprised.
Was this a villa or a park?
After entering the estate, the car had driven for at least 10 more minutes!
The scenery along the way—exotic flowers, artificial hills, carved trees—was dazzling!
This Yan family was beyond wealthy!
As the car came to a halt, John quickly got out.
He had a strong craving for a cigarette but had refrained from smoking out of courtesy during the ride, holding back the whole way!
The four Yan family members approached, meeting Yan Qingwen.
The younger beauty, Fourth Sister, pointed at the man with his back turned, puffing smoke into the air, and asked, "Third Sister, is this the guy?"
Yan Qingwen nodded helplessly.
Fourth Sister’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she pulled Fifth Sister along to confront him.
Smack!
The young beauty slapped John on the back.
"Hey, you..."
John turned abruptly, cigarette between his lips, raising an eyebrow. "Hmm?"
"Whoa! So handsome!"
The two young beauties simultaneously covered their mouths in shock!
At that moment, the information in John's vision appeared, fitting the situation:
Yan Kaikai, Yan Xinxin;
Daughters of Yan Hongxin, Chairman of Yingzhi Group;
Female, 23 years old, twins;
Height: 165/164 cm; Measurements: 90/50/93; Physique: Excellent;
Yan Kaikai: Graduate of Jingzhou Criminal Police Academy, private detective of no particular fame.
Yan Xinxin: Graduate student at Haishi Conservatory of Music, popular online streamer, username: ‘Heart Baby Duck!’
Both share the same personality: lively, cheerful, mischievous;
Shared hobbies: celebrity following, video games.
John sighed softly, "Moton, could you refrain from reporting the girls' measurements in the future?"
Moton: "You don't want to know this data? But I found out it's the third most popular question men are curious about! The second is men wanting to know the color of women's under..."
"Stop, Moton!"
"It's not that I don't want to know the measurements, it's that I can already tell!"
These girls really have slim waists...
And such long legs...
John sniffed and said softly to the beautiful girls, "How can there be two such lovely ladies at once?"
Moton: "John, have you already forgotten the conversation skills you just learned? What are you even saying?!"
"Oh my!"
"Big brother, you sure know how to talk!"
The two girls blushed instantly, hearts racing.
Moton: "???"
John smirked, "Emotions are something you wouldn't understand."
Standing nearby, Yan Qingwen waved and said, "John, come over here, let me introduce you!"
"This is my eldest sister, Yan Yiwen."
"John, hello!"
Yan Yiwen nodded with a gentle smile, radiating warmth.
From the data Moton provided, John knew that the 35-year-old eldest sister, Yan Yiwen, was a full-time homemaker, fully dedicated to her family. She was kind and gentle, and her social media was filled with posts about her domestic life. In her spare time, she even volunteered at a welfare center.
"And this is my brother-in-law, Ouyang Fengyu," Yan Qingwen said, gesturing towards the handsome man with gold-rimmed glasses.
"Hehe, Xiao Liu, I represent the Yan family in welcoming you!"
The man smiled as he approached, giving John a firm hug and then gripping his hand tightly.
Moton’s voice echoed in John’s mind, "John, the moment this brother-in-law saw you, his heart rate spiked, and his blood pressure rose. His adrenaline secretion increased, suggesting an 'acute stress' reaction."
"What does that mean?" John asked.
Moton: "It means he’s angry at seeing you!"
John frowned, "How do you know?"
"Hehe, he's wearing a smartwatch with a heart rate monitor. I hacked it 60 seconds ago!"
"That's strange. This is our first meeting—what's he got to be mad about?"
"He probably sees you as a threat!"
Ouyang Fengyu：Male, 38 years old;Lawfully married to Yan Yiwen, eldest daughter of the Yan family;
- Writer
