Billionaire in Kingsman with a Marvel System

William was still pondering what modifications were needed when Sunday's voice interrupted his thoughts: "Sir, you have a visitor. I've retrieved previous video footage from the castle and identified the guest as Mr. Luther Daly from Daly Equestrian."

"Sunday, did you connect yourself to all the cameras in the castle?" William asked in surprise.

"Yes, sir. My program includes a function to recognize visitors and decide whether to open the door. So once I was activated, I took over all the cameras in the castle. I can basically handle any aspect of daily life."

Although Sunday no longer had the ability to learn autonomously, its intelligence was still very high. William was quite satisfied with the results of some tests earlier. Seeing on the monitor that Daly's car was nearing the castle gates, William whistled and walked lightly to the first floor. As he reached the castle entrance, Daly's car pulled up.

As soon as Daly got out of the car, he quickly approached William, who was standing at the castle door, and warmly shook his hand. "Mr. Devonshire, I've fulfilled your request. We've brought 47 Akhal-Teke horses. In two hours, three planes carrying the horses will land at London Airport. Do you have enough stables for them? If not, we'll have to temporarily house them at our company's stables."

William smiled inwardly at Daly's obvious hint. This guy was seeking credit, reminding William that once the horses were selected, the management of the castle's stables would be handed over to them.

Squinting at Daly's eager face, William said, "The stables have been expanded recently, so we can manage for now. But the task of managing the stables shouldn't be a problem for your company, right?"

Hearing what he most wanted to hear, Daly excitedly replied, "Of course, Mr. Devonshire. Our company can handle anything related to horses."

"Good. My people will inspect the 47 Akhal-Tekes, and as long as they meet my standards, I'll honor my promise and entrust the stables to you," William said with a smile. "By the way, why didn't attorney Anthony come with you?"

"Mr. Devonshire, the accountants who went with us to purchase the horses have returned to report to the accounting firm. Attorney Anthony is currently reviewing the expenses, and the professional horse appraisers you hired are waiting at London Airport for the horses' arrival."

"Hmm, please come in, Mr. Daly." William led Daly into the castle. After some polite conversation, the two sat down with coffee served by the servants and chatted about the horse-buying experience. When William learned that another 20-plus Akhal-Tekes would be arriving in London in the coming days, he did a quick calculation and was secretly pleased. "So, basically, I've bought up all the good horses on the market this year?"

Daly nodded proudly, smiling. "That's right, Mr. Devonshire. You won't find any high-quality mares on the market this year. We've acquired a total of 70 top-quality Akhal-Tekes, of which 60 are mares. Anyone else wanting to buy Akhal-Tekes will have to wait until next year's foals are available."

"It seems handing the task over to professionals was the right decision. Cheers." William raised his coffee cup, clinking it with Daly's. "I'm very pleased with your work. As long as the appraisers' inspections pass, I'll pay the full amount in one go."

"Thank you," Daly said, putting down his coffee cup. He was thrilled by William's straightforward payment approach. In the past, most horse transactions involved installment payments, and it was rare for someone like William to pay the full amount upfront. Daly enthusiastically added, "Mr. Devonshire, you're the most trustworthy wealthy man I've ever met. It's an honor for the Daly family to serve you, and we sincerely wish your family continued prosperity."

After discussing some additional details and scheduling a meeting in London to discuss the design of the stables, Daly took his leave.

After seeing Daly off, William put on a Bluetooth headset and asked, "Sunday, where's my mother right now?"

As expected, Sunday's voice came through the Bluetooth headset, "Sir, Mrs. Devonshire is currently at the stables."

William was elated. Having Sunday was indeed convenient. From now on, he could directly ask it for anything he needed. In a good mood, he drove a golf cart towards the stables to find his mother.

As he drove the golf cart, listening to the hum of the electric motor, he suddenly thought that having an electric scooter would make getting around even more convenient. Thinking about the future potential of electric scooters, William realized that this technology was still in its early stages. Once invented, the market potential would be enormous. Airports, factories, farms, and even for police patrols—electric scooters could serve as an excellent mode of transportation.

Moreover, with his current access to an intelligent system, why not use Sunday's intelligence to create a shared electric scooter service? With Sunday's control, after a customer finishes using a shared scooter, it could automatically return to the nearest station.

Considering how bike-sharing attracted so much venture capital in just a few years, William figured that a higher-tech electric scooter might be even more appealing to investors.

The only challenges would be payment systems and road safety. Perhaps he could experiment in the Aston Martin factory after taking it over. Once the technology was mature, it could be piloted at universities like Oxford. College students would likely be very receptive to this new mode of transportation.

The strategy would be to first dominate college campuses, then expand to factories, airports, logistics centers, and various outdoor venues. Eventually, users could download an app to summon a scooter at the touch of a button. The scooter would automatically come to the user from the nearest station. Even in the rain, the customer could end their ride and find shelter without wasting any money.

It could also be promoted to the police for patrol use. Riding an electric scooter would not only give officers a better vantage point to observe suspicious individuals but also save physical effort and reduce manpower costs—especially in England, where labor costs are higher than machine costs.

The more William thought about it, the more he believed in the potential of electric scooters. If they evolved into intelligent robots, they could even serve as smart logistics vehicles, replacing manual labor for parcel delivery in airports and logistics companies.

However, achieving these goals would require William to proceed step by step. But since building an electric scooter wouldn't be too costly, William spoke into the Bluetooth headset:

"Sunday, help me search for patents related to electric scooters and send them to my personal attorney, Anthony. Tell him to discreetly contact the patent holders, except for those related to batteries, and compile a report for me. After reviewing it, I'll let him know which patents to acquire."

"Understood, sir. The task has been accepted and is in progress. The information should be sent to attorney Anthony in about half an hour," Sunday's voice responded through the headset.

After giving his instructions, William cheerfully got out of the golf cart and entered the stables. As he stepped inside, he saw his mother, Lena, dressed in riding gear, training on a black horse in the central area of the stables.

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