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"A humpback whale?"

The restaurant was completely silent.

Su Man, Zhang Xin, and Pete were all stunned, completely failing to understand what the boss meant.

This is a dead end.

The opponent is a Middle Eastern royal family, who hold life-saving medical resources in their hands; it's clearly an open conspiracy that they can't refuse.

At this critical juncture, why would the boss suddenly ask about a whale that's far away in Iceland?

This has absolutely nothing to do with what's happening right now.

James was the first to react.

Although he was equally shocked, he maintained his professional demeanor as a butler and quickly replied:

"Sir, according to the tracker, it is currently leading its pod in the waters south of Iceland, which is their traditional summer feeding ground."

"very good."

Shen Fei nodded, put down his teacup, and issued the second command:

"James, send an email to Bellini's granddaughter, Elena Bellini, using an anonymous, encrypted email address."

James was taken aback:

"Sir, what is the content of the email?"

Shen Fei's tone was calm:

"A gift from the sovereign of the Atlantic. Tonight at midnight, look out your window to the ocean."

"..."

James was completely stunned.

Atlantic monarch?

This sounds like a prank by a high school student.

He even doubted whether he had misheard.

Shen Fei ignored his reaction and turned to Pete:

"Pete, get the boat ready, we're heading out to sea."

"Going to sea?"

Pete finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Boss, what are we going out to sea for? Just to... send that email?"

Shen Fei glanced at him, offered no explanation, and simply said:

"Execute the command."

He made it impossible for Pete to ask any more questions.

The team sprang into action immediately, but everyone's hearts sank.

Half an hour later, the speedboat left the dock.

When the speedboat came to a stop in the deep sea, Shen Fei took off his shoes, sat down barefoot, and immersed his feet in the cold seawater.

Then he closed his eyes.

The instant he closed his eyes, an invisible spiritual force pierced the seawater like a probe, connecting to the entire Atlantic's neural network in an almost savage manner.

This was the first time he had made such a long and precise mental connection since absorbing the dragon bone.

His consciousness was instantly thrown into the raging deep ocean currents, like a tiny diver, completely losing the feeling of looking down on everything he used to have.

Countless chaotic pieces of information flooded his mind.

He felt the pressure of millions of tons of seawater, heard the dying cries of fish and the low roar of underwater volcanoes, and felt the primal greed and malice of the abyssal beasts.

This is the true nature of the ocean.

On the speedboat, Pete and Su Man looked at Shen Fei in horror.

Su Man's heart clenched instantly.

She had never seen Shen Fei in such pain.

"Boss!"

Pete instinctively wanted to step forward, but Su Man stopped him with her hand.

She could tell that Shen Fei was in a state where he couldn't be disturbed.

Under immense mental pressure, Shen Fei painstakingly located the humpback whale's frequency amidst the chaotic information and then imprinted the complex dance instructions into its mind.

It was a spiritual score containing emotions, rhythm, and beauty.

This almost exhausted all his energy.

Ten minutes later, Shen Fei suddenly opened his eyes and coughed violently, coughing up a little blood.

"Boss!"

Pete and Su Man rushed forward at the same time.

Su Man supported him, her voice trembling as she touched his cold skin and back soaked in cold sweat:

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Shen Fei leaned against Su Man, panting heavily, and weakly waved his hand to indicate that he was alright.

He paused for a moment before speaking to Pete:

"Let's go back."

The speedboat turned around, and on the way back, no one spoke; the atmosphere was heavy.

Back at the manor, Shen Fei locked himself in his room and didn't come out all night.

Inside the restaurant, the core team members gathered together, but no one spoke.

In the end, it was the usually composed Zhang Xin who broke the silence.

He looked at James and asked in a hoarse voice:

"James, that email...was it sent?"

James nodded with difficulty.

Zhang Xin let out a long sigh:

"Boss, if I may be so bold, this is utter nonsense. The Saharan royal family is using national-level medical resources and diplomatic pressure, and we're sending a prank email?"

"This will not only be useless, but it will also completely enrage Bellini and cut off all our escape routes!"

Pete also grabbed his hair in frustration:

"Yeah! Are we crazy? The boss is making himself look like he's going to die just to send this email? I really don't understand!"

They had always trusted Shen Fei, but this time, his behavior was truly incomprehensible and seemed like self-destruction.

Su Man didn't speak. She didn't know what Shen Fei was doing, but she could sense that he must have his reasons.

No one slept that night.

Everyone tacitly agreed.

The next morning, everyone had bloodshot eyes and looked exhausted.

They didn't even dare to think about how they would face their boss, who had paid a huge price but gained nothing, when the news came that Bellini had accepted the prince's terms.

Just then, James walked in hurriedly, carrying a tablet computer.

His expression was strange, filled with shock, confusion, and even fear, as if his worldview had been completely shattered.

He walked to the dining table, and all eyes were on him.

James swallowed hard, trying to keep his voice steady, but his voice still trembled uncontrollably when he spoke.

"Gentlemen...Ladies."

He paused, then held up the tablet.

"Just now... Mr. Bellini's studio replied to us."

You could hear a pin drop in the restaurant.

Everyone held their breath.

James took a deep breath and, in an almost dreamlike tone, read out the contents of the email on the screen, word by word:

"Prince Sahar returned empty-handed."

"I want to see you, monarch of the Atlantic."

What--!

These words struck everyone like a thunderclap.

Pete dropped the bread from his hand to the ground, but he didn't even notice.

Zhang Xin suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes wide like saucers, staring intently at the tablet.

Won?

Based on that cringeworthy email?

How is this possible?!

"In addition..." James's voice was still trembling. He swiped the screen and brought up another intelligence report. "According to intercepted intelligence, large-scale abnormal marine life activity occurred in the Ligurian waters off Italy last night at midnight, which has attracted the urgent attention of the local observatory and the military... Some blurry videos of glowing whales circulated online, but they were all deleted in less than five minutes."

A glowing... whale?

Everyone's mind went blank. They all simultaneously recalled the boss's inexplicable question and his suffering after going to sea... An absurd yet uniquely reasonable answer emerged in their minds.

Just then, the door to Shen Fei's room opened.

"It seems Mr. Bellini made the right choice."

As evening fell, the setting sun painted the sky red.

Shen Fei stood alone on the terrace, looking at the distant sea.

Su Man walked gently to his side and watched with him.

She remained silent for a long time before finally asking the question that had been lingering in her heart.

"What exactly are you?"

Shen Fei did not turn around; his gaze remained fixed on the ocean beneath the sunset.

He smiled, his voice as soft as a sea breeze.

"I am nothing."

"I am just someone who can understand what it is saying."