The helicopters were all civilian helicopters. It seemed that these helicopters were ordered here for inspection as well. The sight enraged Fleur, and she snapped, "Damn it! With so many helicopters being inspected, when will it be our turn?!" "I-I have no idea," the pilot lamented. Fleur was so indignant at this point that she wanted to jump down from the helicopter and kill everyone below. On second thought, she might be able to get away with it, but such actions would drag her into an irreversible abyss. Furthermore, she had spotted four helicopters at the four corners of the apron with the letters NYPD painted on them. Next to the helicopters, there were about twenty heavily armed SWAT officers. To her bewilderment, there were two Apache armed helicopters from the New York State National Guard parked on either side of the area equipped with Sea Serpent 70mm rockets and Hellfire missiles which were much more deadly than the Soviet-made close-in defense guns. Next to t
At that point, Fleur wanted to cut off the soldier's head with a slash in the air and then rush to Burlington. However, she came to her senses and calmed down. In this situation, there was no way she could avoid the inspection. It was possible to fight her way out of there, but in the next second, the armed helicopters would pursue her at all costs, and she might be a fugitive for the rest of her life. In this case, she would miss the chance of finding and getting the Four-Sided Treasure Tower. At this moment, a loud rumble echoed in the sky. A large Bell helicopter slowly descended from above and landed at the helipad behind the helicopter Fleur was riding in. The soldiers outside Fleur's helicopter immediately split into two teams. One team stayed and guarded Fleur's helicopter while the rest went to the next helipad, executing the same procedure to secure that helicopter as well. The soldier outside Fleur's helicopter spoke into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, "We
Fleur leaned closer to the window and asked the soldier outside, "Do you know how to get me out of here?" The soldier shook his head. "Our supervisor has given clear instructions that helicopters and individuals arriving here must undergo a very thorough inspection. At least three soldiers in charge of the inspection must confirm everything is in order before the helicopter and its passengers can leave." Gritting her teeth in annoyance, Fleur asked, "If I ask the soldier responsible for the inspection to let me go, can I go?" "No," declared the soldier. "It's not just us who are in charge here. The NYPD and the Rothschild family's operatives are also involved. They insist that inspections must be conducted in order. When it's a helicopter's turn, they'll send representatives along with a dozen of our soldiers, all equipped with specialized gear, to surround the helicopter and thoroughly inspect both the helicopter and its passengers." Fleur didn't expect the situation to be mor
With this in her mind, Fleur asked, "What if I just let them open the window and reach out to interfere with the AI judgment? Can this cover my escape?" The soldier shook his head. "AI has priorities. If alarms are triggered for a dozen targets all at once, it will automatically analyze the changes for all of them. If, among those dozen targets, only one has someone coming out, it will determine that this target has the highest priority and will direct everyone to attack that target first." "What the fuck?!" Fleur wailed in great frustration. "What's wrong with the Rothschilds?! Is it necessary for them to come up with so much advanced technology for just one item?!" The soldier shrugged. "We don't know either. Yesterday at midnight, they urgently transferred people from Silicon Valley. They are said to be from the most advanced AI company, and all the top engineering teams are here. After their arrival, they immediately started training their self-developed AI model based on the
Just like a smartphone, even if we had ten thousand apps installed, it was useless if it had no power. Thinking about this, she asked, "What if I cut the power? Will the equipment shut down?" "No," the soldier replied. "Just like what I said, it was possible yesterday, but there is no chance today." "Why not?!" Fleur snapped. The soldier answered, "I don't know what the Rothschilds were thinking last night, but they installed a large backup power supply overnight at every monitoring station. If the power goes out, the backup power can be seamlessly switched to ensure that the equipment is not disconnected, and the battery capacity is high enough to provide at least twelve hours of normal operation for all the equipment at the monitoring point." Then, he added, "Oh, by the way, they moved at least a dozen diesel generators this morning, and it is said that there are also generator trucks. When the power goes out, they can use batteries to provide power while they start the die
Since her enlightenment, Fleur had never doubted herself as much as she did today. Everything that had happened around her felt like chains binding her tightly with no way to break free. At this moment, she felt immensely frustrated and depressed, but there was nothing much she could do. And time was continuously ticking away. The plane Zekeiah had chartered was flying toward the US-Canada border, getting closer and closer to the designated airport. Half an hour had passed, and there were still nine helicopters waiting for inspection ahead of Fleur. At this rate, it would be at least an hour before her turn. Counting the time it took for the inspection, by the time the inspection was completed and they got the clearance to take off, she estimated that the plane would have landed by then. Therefore, Fleur had to choose between two options. She could either have the members of the Qing Eliminating Society rush in to attack the airport and see if they could get the Four-Side
Ottawa, the capital of Canada. It was already morning. While chatting with Helena, Charlie kept checking his phone, anticipating the news of the Four-Sided Treasure Tower's return to Oskia. However, Vera's phone call arrived before the news. Charlie said to Helena, "I need to take this." "Alright." Helena nodded gently. "I'll make you a pot of tea." Upon saying that, she stood up and left the room. Charlie answered the call and asked curiously with a smile, "Miss Lavor, it's still so early in the morning. What's the occasion?" Vera chuckled and said with a delicate voice, "But sir, it's already evening here." "Oh." Charlie chuckled as well. "I forgot about the time difference." Vera smiled and asked, "I need to update you with some news. I wonder if it's convenient for you?" "Yes, of course!" Charlie replied. "Go ahead." Vera began, "I heard that the NSA is using a special force to order a plane to turn around and return to America, and the plane was the one Zekei
Charlie had never understood AI models before, but after listening to Vera's statements, he felt a growing interest in his heart. The power of AI was that it not only had some basic intelligence and logical reasoning ability, but more importantly, it relied on powerful computers and supercomputing power and memory, and it had a huge knowledge base. Before AI, if one wanted a computer to calculate the flight trajectory of a comet, one first needed to know how to calculate the flight trajectory and then use the computer language that the computer could understand to write a set of software that could teach the computer how to calculate the flight trajectory of the comet, and after that, they would have to rely on a supercomputer to run this software before inputting all the relevant data of the comet into it so that the supercomputer could complete the calculation. However, the AI model had long since learned how to calculate the trajectory of a comet through continuous learning an
In his utter despair, Julien could only say respectfully like a submissive servant, "Please rest assured, I will make the most of this opportunity. I will do everything I can to maintain the businesses your grandfather has left in the U.S., and I guarantee the return will not fall short of your expectations." Upon hearing his pledge, Charlie's tone softened slightly, and he replied indifferently, "Then, I'll be watching your performance." With that, Charlie ended the call. After listening to Charlie's conversation with Julien, Keith, Christian, and Kaeden were left somewhat stunned, unable to fully comprehend what had just transpired. Keith eventually came to his senses a while later and said, "Charlie, I don't mind losing those assets. If it doesn't work out, we can sell them at a discount. It's a one-time solution. Julien is arrogant and overbearing. If you piss him off, he might cause you trouble one day." "Don't worry, he won't." Charlie shook his head. "Julien has no lev
In just a few seconds, Julien, on the other end of the line, had cursed Charlie under his breath with all the vulgar words he knew. "Fuck you, Charlie! He's so mean! Does he really think that I'm a greenhorn?!" "'Give me a chance, I'm useless'?! Why are you so arrogant?! Do you see me as your lap dog?!" "So what if you bet on Dad?! Do you think I'll be freaked out?!" At this point, he suddenly felt his heart skipping a beat and muttered, "Damn... Yeah, I really am freaked out! Dad may preside over my funeral! What has my life even been worth, then?!" At this moment, deep inside, Julien felt a sense of despair like never before. With his identity and background, he had not been emotionally rich since the moment he was born. Unlike the vast majority of people, in his more than fifty years of life, he had almost never experienced hardship, suffering, sorrow, or despair. As the saying went, 'A full man doesn't know the hunger of the starving'. It was like the lords in med
Charlie hummed lightly, and then, no longer joking, said seriously, "Since you've said that, I actually do have something I need your help with." "Please go ahead!" Julien immediately responded. "As long as it's within my ability, I'll give it my all! Please give me a chance to help relieve your worries." Charlie said, "My grandfather is planning to move all of his businesses in the U.S. that can be relocated back to Oskia, but those real estate properties and industries that cannot be moved out will need someone to take over for the time being. As you know, real estate requires proper management and operation to ensure its value steadily increases. The physical industries that can't be moved out need strict oversight to ensure they remain stable and grow. He and my uncles no longer have anyone capable of managing things independently in the U.S., so I hope you can help by taking over these businesses and managing them for us." "Oh, I see." Julien sighed in relief and quickly sai
Julien cursed under his breath, "Damn you, Charlie! How dare you rub salt in my wound! How is Dad? Don't you know best?!" Despite his rage, he didn't dare to truly rant it out. Hence, he calmed himself down and answered respectfully, "Thank you for your concern. You asked Queen Helena to visit him, and he's completely cured now." "Good to know." Charlie asked with a smile, "Julien, do you hold any grudge against me because I cured your father?" Julien—like a cat that had its tail stepped on—quickly blurted out, "No! No. I'm very grateful. I don't hold a grudge against you." Charlie asked curiously, "By the way, now that your father has recovered, has he handed over the position of family head to you as agreed?" Feeling utterly frustrated, Julien grumbled in a muffled voice, "No, he didn't, but he did clarify my position as the first heir." At this point, he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "Mr. Wade... you really just rained on my parade!" Charlie no longer beat a
"The Rothschilds?!" Charlie's words made Keith, Christian, and Kaeden blurt out in utter bewilderment. Keith coughed and said, "The Rothschilds have always been arrogant and cocky. In their eyes, there is no company or family in the world that stands on equal footing with them. Even though our family is the second-largest in the U.S., so what? Harrison still acts arrogantly when he sees me, high and mighty, despising me." He continued, "I've known Harrison for so many years, and he's only ever been polite, even respectful, to me once—and that was after Zekeiah's death, when he called me to discuss things. With his unappreciative and high-handed attitude, after Zekeiah's issue was resolved, he wouldn't have felt he owed me any favor." "We don't have to go through Harrison." Charlie smiled and said, "I'll have Julien do it." "Julien?!" Kaeden asked involuntarily, "Do you mean Harrison's eldest son, Julien?" "Yes." Charlie nodded. "Him." Kaeden sneered, "Julien is even more
Charlie asked, "What are you going to tell Aunt Lulu?" Keith replied, "Zekeiah is famous in New York. It won't take long for the news of his disappearance to spread. When Lulu hears about it, she should be able to guess that he is dead. As for other details, it's better not to tell her. Everyone should keep it a secret, and no one should mention him again." He then took a deep breath and lamented, "Zekeiah posed a great threat to us when he was alive, and his death is the best outcome for us. Now that he's dead, this matter should be completely closed off, and no further consequences should be allowed to arise. Lulu should be able to understand this." Charlie nodded gently. As Keith had said, an unspoken approach to handling the matter was actually the best solution. Keith changed the subject and began, "I've discussed it with Christian and Kaeden. We will gradually withdraw from the U.S. market. Apart from the equity in other companies we've invested in there, we want to move
Christian then added, "Dad has been indulging in spending recently. The various collaborations he's been discussing have already totaled over a hundred billion dollars. They're all promising domestic industries with a very wide coverage. In a few days, Kaeden and I are heading to the south. We've invested in a lithium battery company and are planning to build a top-tier R&D base for power lithium batteries in the south, specifically for the high-density batteries needed for new energy vehicles." "Next, Kaeden plans to launch a new energy vehicle brand, leveraging the country's top-tier supply chain in the field of new energy to directly engage in vehicle manufacturing." Charlie asked curiously, "Grandpa doesn't seem to have been involved much in manufacturing before. Why jump straight into vehicle manufacturing this time? This industry has a long investment cycle, requires a lot of attention, and the profit margins aren't exactly promising." Christian smiled and explained, "New e
It was already ten in the evening when Charlie finally arrived at Aurous Hill. After passing through customs and completing the entry procedures, Charlie went through the VIP walkway inside the airport. He would then take the private jet prepared by the Acker family and fly to Eastcliff. Because of his concern that Fleur's underlings would monitor his entry information since Keith was publicly conducting in-depth investment cooperation with the Oskian government in Eastcliff at the moment, Charlie decided to fly to Aurous Hill from the States. By entering the country through Aurous Hill and going to Eastcliff from there, he could bypass Eastcliff's international terminal and customs. There were hundreds and thousands of domestic flights coming in and taking off in Eastcliff every day, and these passengers would not be the target of the Qing Eliminating Society's surveillance. Charlie's only purpose for going to Eastcliff this time was to meet with Keith, update him on the situa
Since Fleur was in the United States, when Charlie returned from Canada, he decided to take an inconspicuous business jet back to Oskia rather than the flashier Concorde, thus, his return journey was much longer. The plane's speed was slow, and it stopped in the middle of the journey to refuel, so he had yet to reach his destination despite being in the air for ten hours. Just then, his phone rang. It was a call from Helena. Charlie guessed that she was calling to deliver the good news, so he answered the call with a smile and asked, "Helena, have you left New York?" "Yes," Helena answered respectfully. "I've returned to Canada, and I'm calling to tell you what happened when I met Harrison." "Go ahead, I'm all ears." Charlie chuckled. Helena began to illustrate her meeting with Harrison in detail. When it came to the payment, she lied, "The price we finally reached was that he would pay 110 billion dollars in cash plus a complete AI model to be built in Northern Europe incl