Si Nuo accompanied Guan Xingchen back to his private apartment complex. The exact millisecond they crossed the threshold, his visual sensors audited an elite medical team waiting directly within the living sector.
“Your Excellency Si Nuo, based explicitly on your physical telemetry data, our division has custom-formulated a high-tier systemic recovery program for your profile…”
Auditing the therapeutic documentation the lead physician passed across to his palm, Si Nuo was fully aware that these elite medical assets had been deployed entirely via Guan Xingchen’s personal authority. While a massive wave of profound warmth bloomed within his core, a faint trace of localized apprehension simultaneously flickered through his system. “Thank you.”
Hearing his response, the physician flashed a warm smile. “You are entirely welcome, Your Excellency. This structures our baseline operational duty. I have explicitly mapped out the exact consumption instructions across every single medication array; your system will take these back to execute the protocol. This batch comprises a fixed one-week supply, after which our division will re-calibrate the chemical variables based on your updated vitals.”
Guan Xingchen silently absorbed the medical officer’s comprehensive brief from the flank before asking, “What is the projected timeline required for full systemic conditioning?”
“Our predictive models indicate an initial buffer window of one to two months to restore a baseline coefficient of physical stamina. However, if your goal is absolute, deep systemic recovery, it will mathematically demand one to two years of continuous maintenance.”
Ultimately, Si Nuo’s physical foundation had sustained critical deficits over an extensive number of years; it was a structural degradation that simply couldn’t be engineered out of the system overnight.
“Can I… truly achieve an absolute recovery state? To become entirely indistinguishable from a standard, healthy human?” Si Nuo’s vocal processors registered a trace of pure disbelief. He had long reconciled his internal database to the realization that his entire lifecycle would be restricted to this fragile, constantly failing baseline.
“Indubitably, Your Excellency. The core anomaly anchoring your profile stems from the physical deficits triggered by your genetic condition, paired with a severe historical failure to receive optimal nutritional supplementation during your growth milestones. The second these macro variables are systemically re-balanced, full recovery is completely within structural reach. However, it requires a measured, moderate progression loop.”
Si Nuo nodded with absolute diligence. “I comprehend the parameters. My deepest gratitude to your team.”
The Adjutant marched into the sector at that precise milestone. “The noon meal liquidation array has completed preparation routines. Your Highness, please proceed to the dining coordinates.”
The luncheon array maintained an exceptionally premium coefficient of abundance. Furthermore, as if deliberately custom-tailored to accommodate Si Nuo’s delicate digestive tract, every single culinary asset heavily defaulted to an ultra-high digestibility index.
Following the liquidation loop, Si Nuo consumed the pharmacological assets provided by the medical team. Almost instantly, his entire chassis began to radiate a cozy, comfortable warmth, throwing his processing core into an inescapable, heavy slumber cycle.
Guan Xingchen tracked the sudden drop in the youth’s cognitive alertness. Letting out an amused, low chuckle, he gently tapped Si Nuo’s fragile shoulder. “Migrate to the upper-level master bedroom to execute your rest cycle.”
Si Nuo’s database immediately flagged the layout parameters: the upper tier of the apartment retained a strict allocation of only two functional zones a central study and a singular master bedroom. Processing the data reality that the designated coordinate comprised Guan Xingchen’s highly private sleeping quarters, he rapidly shook his head. “No need… my system isn’t logging a fatigue spike.”
Guan Xingchen watched the youth’s eyelids actively fluttering shut even as his oral tract broadcasted a denial of drowsiness. He computed instantly that the boy was simply far too bashful to authorize entry into his personal sleeping domain. Yet, analyzing the youth’s localized stubbornness, he found it to be intensely endearing. “In that case, does your system require me to manually carry you up to the coordinate?”
Targeted by such a blatant, straight-faced threat, Si Nuo’s behavioral engine completely short-circuited. Left with zero defensive counters, he could only frantically shake his head to decline the lift protocol.
“Go log some sleep then. Be good.”
Guan Xingchen’s massive, warm palm gently patted the youth’s soft head, delivering an overwhelming sensation of being profoundly, unconditionally cherished.
With the absolute perimeter of his ears completely saturated in a deep crimson flush, Si Nuo rapidly vanished into Guan Xingchen’s master bedroom.
The exact moment Si Nuo cleared the sector to enter his rest cycle, the Adjutant approached Guan Xingchen to debrief him on the structural logistics of the impending royal wedding ceremony.
“The public announcement matrix and the elite invitation layout have successfully cleared final drafting protocols; they are primed for immediate interstellar broadcast at your whim. Your Highness, do we require an advance notification sweep to the various Ducal Estates?”
Guan Xingchen’s voice was like cracked ice: “Negative. There is zero logical requirement for those sectors to possess advance data.”
The Adjutant nodded cleanly to lock in the parameter before transitioning his data stream to an alternate file: “Furthermore, at the commencement of the upcoming month, the youngest scion of the Murphy Ducal Estate will achieve his 18th lifecycle milestone. They have transmitted a premium invitation array, fiercely hoping Your Highness will execute a personal presence protocol at the event.”
Guan Xingchen: “Declined.”
Two absolute, razor-sharp words delivered without a single millisecond of hesitation, entirely erasing any boundary for negotiation. The Adjutant sighed internally it appeared the Murphy Duke’s grand political calculation was doomed to completely disintegrate into ash.
“…Regarding Your Excellency Si Nuo’s artistic outputs, several elite entities have signaled a profound desire to commission private paintings. Is your sector authorizing entry to these requests?”
It was glare-white obvious that the Adjutant was acting as a proxy communication node for external parties on this specific query.
Guan Xingchen cast a piercing, cold glance at his subordinate, his lips hooking into a dry sneer. “I historically failed to compute that your unit had transitioned into a full-time charitable asset. Provided the financial compensation metrics align with premium standards, authorize the commissions.”
The Adjutant instantly broke into a massive, triumphant grin. “Rest absolutely assured, Your Highness. My sector will strictly ensure Your Excellency Si Nuo does not sustain a single micro-unit of financial deficit!”
Si Nuo remained completely oblivious to the reality that throughout the duration of his sleep cycle, a massive, multi-million commercial pipeline was actively being engineered right outside his door.
Waking from the deep slumber loop, Si Nuo processed a massive optimization milestone his entire physical frame felt incredibly light and unburdened. Stepping out of the residential chamber, his visual sensors captured the Adjutant actively deploying a hydration routine across the garden flora.
Auditing the acoustic signature of his entry, the Adjutant turned around, a bright smile breaking across his face. “Your Excellency Si Nuo! Your system has successfully cleared the sleep cycle. How are your internal parameters registering?”
“Excellently. Where is His Highness located?”
“His Highness is currently locked down within the upper-tier study executing military workflows. If you wish to locate his sector, you are fully authorized to march straight upstairs.”
Si Nuo shook his head softly. “Please transmit a verbal log to his sector on my behalf state that my profile has executed a transit routine back to the dorms to resume painting operations. I will materialize to locate him again when a clear window presents itself.”
Since the man was actively managing elite state workflows, he strongly calculated that invading his operational space to cause an interruption was highly inappropriate.
The Adjutant froze mid-motion, thoroughly caught off guard. “Your unit intends to execute an immediate departure? Are you declining to wait and liquidate the evening meal array alongside His Highness?”
“No, my current studio layout retains a sequence of unfinished artistic canvases that require immediate processing. Please ensure my status log is transmitted to him.” Si Nuo flashed a parting hand-wave toward the Adjutant, spinning his frame around to initialize his departure trajectory.
The Adjutant rapidly stepped forward. “Let my sector deploy a mechanical escort unit to safely transit your profile.”
“Zero requirement, my independent locomotive units are functioning optimally. Please focus on your active workflows.”
“In that case, please maintain maximum vigilance throughout your transit back to base.”
“Understood.”
The absolute second Si Nuo cleared the perimeter, the Adjutant migrated upstairs to input the departure logs into Guan Xingchen’s database. Hearing the brief, Guan Xingchen merely emitted a localized, low vocalization: “Acknowledged.”
The little kid was mathematically guaranteed to have experienced an intense wave of bashfulness, prompting his system to trigger an unauthorized, stealthy escape loop.
Si Nuo was indeed drowning in an acute wave of bashfulness. He was intensely aware that through an untraceable, subliminal progression loop, the intimacy coefficient linking his profile straight to Guan Xingchen was escalating at an exponential velocity.
His historical calculation had assumed that agreeing to “try things out” with Guan Xingchen was merely a passive, low-stakes verbal concession. Down the line, their relationship matrix would mathematically discover an unbridgeable status mismatch, culminating in a clean, logical separation. They simply belonged to two entirely incompatible tiers of existence.
Yet, the actual real-time execution was completely defying his initial predictive models. It looked as if Guan Xingchen had entirely erased the concept of “separation” from his database from the absolute absolute beginning of their timeline.
The moment Si Nuo completed his re-entry into the dormitory sector, he immediately gathered his precision artistic implements and migrated to the campus wall-painting site. Tracking his return, Zhang Yu automatically synchronized his trajectory to trail right behind him. “Why has your unit executed a return script this early? My database projected a high probability that your system would remain anchored at the premium sector until late evening.”
Si Nuo systematically deployed his brush arrays across the canvas line, speaking without breaking his rhythm: “My physical parameters stabilized, so I initiated a return loop. Remaining stationed at that coordinate indefinitely lacks long-term structural logic, and our local sector still retains an extensive backlog of unfinished workflows.”
Zhang Yu listened to the verbal formatting, processing a distinct trace of localized oddity. “What’s the status? Did your profile encounter a suboptimal psychological friction during your interaction loop with the Prince?”
Si Nuo shook his head. “Negative. However, the macro reality is heavily deviating from my initial system architecture.”
Zhang Yu immediately pulled a stool up to sit adjacent to his frame. “Unpack the data blocks for my sector. In what specific capacity is it deviating?”
Si Nuo hesitated for a brief buffer window before dropping his frame onto a parallel seat. “At the absolute starting coordinate, my behavioral engine was fully locked onto a rejection protocol when I went to interface with him. When he formulated the suggestion to execute a ‘trial phase,’ my internal processors allocated zero statistical hope to the outcome. After all, when analyzing our socioeconomic status, institutional power, and personal backgrounds, our profiles display an absolute mismatch. I calculated that a brief phase of integration would empirically expose the incompatibilities, authorizing a clean separation loop.
But throughout our live interactions, I discovered his system constantly broadcasts an elite coefficient of tenderness toward my profile. I constantly process an underlying sensation of being systemically protected and pampered, to the point where my account ledger feels as though it has accumulated an unquantifiable debt of personal favors to him.”
Zhang Yu instantly let out a massive, highly amused burst of laughter. “Hold on—an elite entity treating your profile with supreme kindness comprises a negative parameter?! Did your core honestly expect to match with an asset engineered to abuse your system? Granted, His Highness naturally projects an incredibly fierce, terrifying aura to the external grid, but based on the live data feeds, that lethal force is restricted exclusively to outsiders. He would never deploy a single unit of aggression against your profile.
If your system calculates a massive deficit in the personal favor ledger, the solution is beautifully simple—simply recalibrate your behavioral algorithms to treat his profile with reciprocal kindness. But cut straight through the macro data: does your internal emotional core actually like him or not?”
Si Nuo felt an intense, scorching wave of heat instantly lock down his facial features.
Catching the brilliant crimson flush on the youth’s face, Zhang Yu’s smile widened into absolute triumph. “Since your system has already processed that realization, why on earth is your core still generating useless data friction? Simply surrender your controls to the natural flow of the universe.”
In reality, Zhang Yu possessed an acute understanding of Si Nuo’s psychological architecture. Ultimately, because the youth had been completely starved of premium, unconditional care from his childhood milestones straight to adulthood, his internal core naturally lacked that baseline anchor of self-assertion and emotional security.
He suddenly computed that a supreme titan commanding absolute status and power choosing to unconditionally pamper Si Nuo was precisely the divine catalyst required to permanently heal those historical scars. It was an exceptionally beautiful alignment of variables.
Concluding the data exchange with Zhang Yu, Si Nuo processed a profound stabilization across his internal core. There was genuinely zero requirement to hyper-analyze the variables into an absolute labyrinth of complexity; he merely needed to follow his authentic emotional compass and flow naturally with the timeline.
The exact millisecond his cognition cleared, Si Nuo re-engaged his artistic implements, preparing to trace out the remaining structural line art of the mural.
Right at that precise timestamp, his personal communication array discharged a high-priority notification chime. Upon initializing the data display, he discovered a direct text transmission originating from the Adjutant:
[Adjutant]: Your Excellency Si Nuo, my system accidentally omitted a critical diagnostic inquiry during our live interface earlier is your profile currently accepting commercial painting commissions?
Si Nuo wasn’t particularly surprised by the sudden business query. After all, his local profile had already accumulated an exceptionally rich database regarding the execution of private art commissions. He quickly typed out his parameters:
[Si Nuo]: My profile is actively accepting commissions. However, the external timeline will require an extended buffer window; my local studio currently retains an active backlog of unfinished workflows. I can only initialize your canvas routines in approximately one sequential week.
[Adjutant]: That timeline is fully cleared for operations! Provided your system authorizes the commission request, those elite assets are fully prepared to sit through any duration of waiting protocols. Regarding the financial compensation ledger… does a baseline fee of 15 million per single canvas align with your parameters?
Si Nuo’s visual sensors were practically blinded by the raw, staggering radiation of that “15,000,000” numeric string.
Just as his fingers hovered over the input matrix to broadcast a frantic “The value massively exceeds standard market metrics,” Zhang Yu’s upper torso suddenly lunged into his visual field, his vocal tract vibrating with pure, unadulterated shock: “…Si Nuo!! Has your single-canvas market evaluation officially escalated straight to 15 million?!”
Si Nuo: “……”
Yeah… my own processing core is entirely failing to compute this reality as well.