The next afternoon.
Entrepreneurship College, Yan University.
He Chendong arrived early.
To be precise, he arrived ten minutes earlier than usual.
He didn't know why, but ever since receiving Lu Xingye's message last night, he had felt an inexplicable sense of unease—like someone had casually dropped a stone into still water, creating ripples that refused to fade.
"This kid…"
"Still insists on showing me an operating system."
He shook his head, unlocked his office, and sat down.
To be honest, he had already prepared a polite script in his mind:
Encourage the student.
Point out unrealistic expectations.
Guide him back to practical entrepreneurship.
That was his job.
Ten minutes later.
A knock sounded.
"Come in."
The door opened.
Lu Xingye walked in calmly, carrying a plain black backpack. He was dressed simply—no suit today, just a clean shirt and jeans—but his posture was straight, his eyes clear.
There was no trace of nervousness.
That alone made He Chendong pause for half a second.
"Teacher He," Lu Xingye greeted.
"Sit," He Chendong said, gesturing to the chair opposite his desk. "So—where's this 'mobile operating system' you mentioned?"
Lu Xingye did not argue.
He simply placed a phone on the desk.
It was an unremarkable device—black, minimalist, no brand logo.
He Chendong frowned slightly.
"This is…?"
"A prototype device," Lu Xingye said. "No network. No SIM. Completely offline."
"Teacher He, you may operate it yourself."
He Chendong hesitated.
Then he picked it up.
The screen was dark.
"No power?" he asked.
Lu Xingye shook his head.
"Please press the power button."
He Chendong did.
The screen lit up instantly.
No boot animation.
No logo.
No loading wheel.
Just a single line of text on a black background:
SuiOS — Initializing
Then—
The screen transitioned smoothly.
A clean interface appeared.
Minimalist.
Flat.
Fluid.
No app icons cluttering the screen.
Only one symbol at the center:
🔥
Fire.
He Chendong's hand froze.
This… was fast.
Too fast.
Even flagship phones required several seconds to boot.
This had taken less than one second.
"What launcher is this?" he asked subconsciously.
"There is no launcher," Lu Xingye replied.
"This is the system layer."
He Chendong looked up sharply.
"What do you mean?"
Lu Xingye leaned back slightly.
"SuiOS does not distinguish between system UI and application UI."
"Everything is native."
He Chendong swallowed.
"Then… apps?"
Lu Xingye tapped the screen lightly.
The fire symbol dissolved.
A translucent interface unfolded, responding instantly to touch.
A keyboard appeared.
No lag.
No delay.
"Teacher He," Lu Xingye said calmly,
"Try opening system settings."
He Chendong searched instinctively—
But there was no settings icon.
Instead, a small prompt appeared:
What would you like to adjust?
He hesitated.
Then typed:
"Screen brightness."
The brightness slider appeared immediately.
No menu.
No hierarchy.
Direct intent response.
He Chendong's breathing subtly quickened.
"This is… voice assistant logic?"
"No," Lu Xingye corrected.
"This is intent-layer execution."
"AI parses user intent directly at the system level."
He Chendong's fingers tightened around the phone.
"Who… who wrote this?"
"I did," Lu Xingye answered.
Silence filled the office.
He Chendong looked at the phone again.
Then at Lu Xingye.
Then back at the phone.
"This system…" he said slowly,
"is not based on Android."
"No," Lu Xingye replied.
"Is it Linux?"
"Only partially."
"Then the kernel—"
"Custom," Lu Xingye interrupted gently.
At that moment, He Chendong finally realized something terrifying.
This was not a demo.
This was not a concept.
This was a working system.
A system that had already crossed the most difficult threshold—
It booted.
He stood up abruptly.
"Student Lu," he said, his voice noticeably different now,
"Do you realize what you've made?"
Lu Xingye nodded.
"Yes."
"That's why I came."
He Chendong stared at him for several seconds.
Then, without another word, he reached for his phone.
He dialed a number.
"Director Wang?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Clear my afternoon schedule."
"No—clear tonight as well."
He looked at Lu Xingye again, eyes blazing.
"And prepare the university's confidential evaluation room."
"This… cannot be seen by too many people."
He ended the call.
Slowly.
Deliberately.
Then he exhaled.
"Student Lu," he said seriously,
"From this moment on—"
"Your Suihuo Technology is no longer a student startup."
"It has stepped onto the national strategic stage."
Outside the window.
The campus was peaceful.
Students walked, laughed, lived ordinary lives.
No one noticed—
That in a quiet office at Yan University,
a new technological era had just completed its first boot.