Aron wasted no time at all as he immediately opened the systems shop and searched for the said knowledge.[ (Knowledge assimilation)Involves transferring information directly into an individual's brain, enabling them to fully comprehend and understand a subject without the need for study or practice...................(Price: 100 million sp)]When he saw the price he became happy, as he realized that he could buy the technology if he just collected a few million more sp."Good, now if I finish collecting the sp, I will have nothing to worry about. My clones will be learning the runes in my place and all I have to do is assimilate what they learned. HAHAHAHA" Aron started laughing like a maniac and Nova didn't see it as anything weird, as she became used to Aron's weird antics a very long time ago.{Congratulations Sir but you need to start practicing your runes, you still have 4 days in accelerated simulation universe time(ASUT) until your meeting time with Rina Rothchild} Said N
"It seems like the system is really putting way too much importance in runes" Aron said as he zoomed out a little trying to see the complete runic sentences written in his heart by the system.He was having a hard time seeing the complete runes as the letters were the size of an atom.{From just the functions that we know they can do, it seems like it puts way more importance that you imagined Sir} Nova replied to Aron's statement."What do you mean by that?" Aron asked.Although he knew why she said that, he wanted to hear her reasoning for saying that.{From the runic knowledge that I got from your brain, Runic practitioners usually need to wait some time for their magic energy to replenish in order for them to use runes again.But for you it is different, you can use runes for as long as your brain can handle the activation process, this is because the runes in your heart replenishes any magical energy that you used immediately, helping you solve the problem of replenishing your ma
Two hours later.Aron had finally completed his preparations for the meeting and was heading to the garage in order to head to the meeting when he was reminded by Nova that he forgot his watch."Thanks" Aron thanked Nova while he was heading to the basement to pick his own made watch."I nearly forgot you," Aron said, looking at his digital watch.{As I said, I will always be there to remind you} Nova's voice came from the watch replying to him.Yes the watch had one of the four remaining quantum chips.He made it because he wanted to always have Nova in her full capabilities with him at any time at any place.Although he could have had her be with him using his phone, he currently didn't have the time to create one and also it being a watch allows it to blend and not attract too much attention like how a custom phone would.With that Aron left the basement heading to the garage.Then he left the house while being driven by Donald, one of his bodyguards going with him to his meeting
"Okay then, what do you have that can help me this time? I'm assuming that you know my current situation within the family" She said indicating that she had agreed to the deal."First I will tell you something that will help you not fall in the same situation you are currently in for the 3rd time again." Aron said and stopped for a short period to create suspense.When he was sure that Rina was concentrating he said "Your security team's head is working for your brother." Aron went directly with an uppercut. But he wanted to elaborate a little more so he added "Not work for him perse, but he reports everything you do to him"Despite being deeply upset by the news, Rina concealed her emotions and patiently waited for Aron to explain his reasoning for believing what he said was truly happening.She was not quick to believe everything Aron said without significant evidence to support his claims.Instead of continuing with his explanation, Aron retrieved his phone from his pocket and hand
Rina was taken aback by the information. The fact that the Morgans were preparing for a rematch was not that surprising but them being nearly or almost ready was enough to send shivers down her spine.Both families expected each other to be preparing themselves for a rematch, but her family's planning team had speculated that the morgans would need more time to recover in order for them to be ready for another round.Despite that assumption, they had tried to plant spies in the morgans family and despite succeeding in infiltration they never received the news of morgan's preparing for the war.This meant that they had put that much importance to the plan's secrecy to the point of assuring that it remains a secret even if there are spies among them.This lack of knowledge made Rina feel vulnerable and exposed. If the Morgans were indeed preparing for a rematch and her family was not prepared for it and were caught off guard, the consequences would be catastrophic.They would be massacr
The moment the AI received permission from Rina it transferred itself to the computer and immediately took control of the computer.After it completed its migration, it immediately started the move of infecting the devices that were within the network.It did this by acting as a data packet being sent from one device to another, the moment the receiving device tries to reconstruct the data packets the AI will immediately take control of the device without raising any suspicion.After infiltrating a few devices in the network, the AI finally identified one of the servers that housed and managed the private network. Realizing the criticality of this discovery, the AI ceased all its other infiltration attempts and switched to a targeted attack on the server.The AI immediately started port scanning and network enumeration, the AI probed the server's defenses to identify the weaknesses and vulnerabilities.After finding a few of them, It followed by launching a series of highly coordinate
Meanwhile in Aron's house.Henry who had returned from school started getting bored from playing with his toys.So, he started thinking about things that he could do to alleviate his boredom. That's when he remembered that his brother had a virtual reality headgear."Let's go and see what it does" With enthusiasm he stood and started heading to the basement with fast steps as he couldn't wait to try it.From what his brother told him It was the same as those in movies so he should be able to play games that are similar to the ones in movies.After he finally entered the room he found the headgear on the table where his brother usually keeps it when he is not using it.Without wasting even a second he put it on and remembering what the people from the movies said to start using it, he said "login".After waiting for a few seconds nothing happened. So, he just removed the headgear and put it back on the same place he found it while being extremely disappointed.'It is either I don't kno
"SHIELD"The runic word with the meaning shield appeared in front of his hands glowing in golden before a thin transparent wall like appeared in front of the runic word.With the appearance of the transparent shield in front of him, the glowing runic word started losing its luster as the shield kept sucking magical energy from it to sustain the shield in front of it.When Aron saw this he started pumping magical energy into the glowing runic word to allow the shield to continue existing."Continue sustaining" He said to Nova who immediately took over the magical fueling of the rune.Aron then left the vicinity of the runes and went near Nova "Now let's start testing it" He said while rubbing his hands in excitement.{Yes sir} Nova affirmed and immediately materialized a Pistol: Glock 19 out of nowhere."Put a human being behind the shield so that we can see if the shield mitigates all the damages." Aron said as he loaded a bullet to the chamber.Nova said nothing but immediately mater
“Seraphina,” Aron began, his voice steady but carrying an undercurrent of authority, “I’m not your enemy—unless you choose to make me one. I understand your anger, your frustration. You’ve lost control of a situation you believed was firmly under your command. But this predicament wasn’t my doing—you’re here because your leader chose to sacrifice you. What I’m offering you isn’t a chain—it’s an opportunity.”Her sharp eyes narrowed, the intensity of her gaze unwavering, but she held her silence. Aron leaned forward, his own gaze unrelenting as it met hers.“You can continue resisting, pushing the boundaries of the mana oath, and enduring needless pain. Or…” He paused, letting the words linger like a challenge. “You can choose to turn this situation into one that serves us both. Your strength, your insight—these are not things I wish to suppress. Quite the opposite. I want them refined, amplified, and put to meaningful use.”He motioned toward the table, where Nova was still doing fina
[Colosseum]Aron and Seraphina stood motionless, maintaining the same distance as at the start of their faceoff. Neither had moved, even during the spectacular fireworks show that followed Aron’s acceptance of her surrender. The only exception was Aron briefly waving to the citizens of his empire watching the broadcast, many of whom were overcome with emotion, crying in celebration of their historic victory. This event marked the first-ever interstellar combat they had participated in, and despite their lack of experience, they emerged as the sole victors.As cheers of triumph reverberated among his people and the disbelief of others lingered, the broadcast concluded. The moment Aron secured his final victory, the Arena itself was officially handed over to him as part of his reward, along with control of the AI referee. Without hesitation, the AI complied with her new owner’s first command: to end the broadcast. Aron had more pressing matters to attend to—a private conversation with a
[Meeting Room]Inside the Zelvora mental network, an oppressive silence hung over the gathered representatives around the meeting table. The events of the day had left them all stunned, their minds racing with the implications of what had transpired. These were not just any representatives—they were the ones who had signed off on the agreements, the architects of their civilizations’ participation in this contest.Now, they were confronted with the brutal outcome of their decisions.Many representatives sat deep in thought, their faces betraying various degrees of fear, frustration, and resignation. Those who hailed from civilizations steeped in selfish political traditions knew all too well the grim truth: scapegoats would be needed. Someone would have to bear the brunt of the blame for the humiliation, anger, and setbacks their civilizations had suffered.For many of them, the path forward seemed bleak. In the best-case scenario, they might lose their positions, exiled from the corr
To say Aron was surprised would be the understatement of the gigaannum. The announcement had obliterated every scenario he had meticulously crafted in his mind. In all his time spent in simulations, preparing for countless contingencies, not once had he considered the possibility of the Xor’Vaks surrendering—least of all without a fight.Their pride in their strength was legendary, surpassing even the vaunted arrogance of the Valthorins. For a race that reveled in their dominance, surrendering, especially on such a grand stage, was unthinkable. This sudden reversal of expectations hit him with such force that he could practically feel the metaphorical veins in his temple throbbing from the sheer shock of it all.The audience’s collective astonishment mirrored his own, but none felt it as acutely as Aron, whose carefully laid strategies now seemed almost laughably over-prepared in the face of this unanticipated twist.The largest part of Aron's shock wasn’t just the surrender itself bu
The minutes passed quickly for the viewers, their eyes glued to Aron as he sat unmoving in the same meditative position for over fifteen minutes. Speculation ran rampant on both sides, fueled by curiosity and tension.For those in the Empire, the consensus was that Aron was in VR, likely meeting with family or key figures. Many debated who he might be speaking with, guessing that he was either calming worried loved ones or strategizing for the next fight.On the other hand, viewers from the Astral Conclave harbored a mix of anxiety and intrigue. They questioned whether Aron was recuperating in preparation for the upcoming battle, enhancing his focus and mental clarity, or if his recovery from the previous fight was incomplete and he was still in the process of healing.But their speculations ceased to matter as Aron opened his eyes with five minutes remaining in the waiting period. Calm and deliberate, he removed the glasses from his head, placing them back into their container. His n
The moment the fight was officially declared over, Nova acted without hesitation. She immediately dispatched the collector ship, equipped with a medipod, to retrieve the Trinarian fighter's body. Simultaneously, she ensured Aron could rearm himself with a fresh set of nanomachines. For the first time, this process was being done openly, marking a significant shift.Previously, nanomachines had been classified technology, their existence kept strictly under wraps. However, that secrecy had been unintentionally broken when Nova used them to cover Aron’s exposed body during a critical moment, prioritizing his dignity over confidentiality. As a result, while the technology remained shrouded in mystery, its existence was now officially acknowledged, albeit without disclosing any further details.Aron retrieved a small canister from the ship and opened it, revealing a liquid-like substance inside. Pouring it onto his hand, the substance behaved unnaturally, defying gravity as it began to sp
"Him alive is better than dead, right? I can use his live brain data to study how they use their spatial abilities—it might even help accelerate my plans if things go as intended," Aron said as he stood over the fainting Trinarian fighter.{True, having him alive presents opportunities. But dead men cause no problems, while the living carry infinite potential for chaos—especially one like him. If our spatial lockdown isn’t enough to fully contain his abilities, he could use them long enough to cause catastrophic damage, even if it means enduring the backlash,} Nova replied, her tone laced with caution. She wanted to ensure Aron was fully aware of the risks he was inviting by sparing the fighter's life.Usually, Nova would have been in favor of keeping him alive—it meant more data for her to process, analyze, and extrapolate from. But spatial ability users were in a league of their own when it came to danger. Even a dead one would yield enough data to at least satisfy her curiosity for
“Nova,” Aron called out in his mind the moment his eyes snapped open, rapidly collecting information and orienting himself, realizing he had finally left the enigmatic place the system had sent him.“Nova,” he called again, this time aloud, his voice carrying a commanding weight as it echoed faintly in the arena. Receiving no response to his first call, his sharp gaze shifted to his surroundings. It didn’t take long for him to notice his current state—nearly naked, save for the swarm of nanomachines that had begun assembling around him.{The system had ejected me, sir,} Nova’s voice finally came through, calm but slightly delayed as the nanomachines completed their task. They prioritized covering his lower body, forming a sleek pair of trousers, as there weren’t enough surviving nanomachines to reconstruct full armor. His chiseled upper body remained exposed, glistening under the lights of the Colosseum, much to the awe and unease of the spectators.Nova’s pragmatic choice left Aron l
Following Nova's orders and the AI referee's approval, the mana stone carriers swiftly began moving toward the Colosseum. As the first ship arrived and entered, it wasted no time, promptly unloading its entire cargo of mana stones before departing to make way for the next carrier to do the same. The process was conducted with remarkable efficiency, ensuring a steady flow of mana stones into the Colosseum without any unnecessary delays.The process continued as over fifty ships unloaded their cargo of mana stones, an act many from the Conclave viewed as both excessive and wasteful. With each successive ship, the pain of the Conclave's viewers grew, particularly when the fifth ship alone had already matched the quantity of mana stones used during the Colosseum's initial construction. Yet, they didn’t stop there; instead, they went on to unload ten times that amount, as if mana stones were an endless resource, leaving the Conclave citizens bewildered and horrified by such apparent extra