Marvin turned to Kenny, his voice was low but firm. “Would you shut up, so we can begin what we came for?” he said. Kenny’s face turned red, and he swallowed hard, trying to calm his nerves. He knew Marvin was right. Now was not the time to panic.Kenny nodded, though his hands were still trembling, and he began to help Marvin unpack the equipment from the bag.He carefully lifted out the first item—what looked like a sleek, compact machine. It was the CNC machine, used to shape materials with extreme precision.In the crowd, a few people whispered among themselves, smirking. “This exhibition is going to be nothing,” one of them said. “It’s too immature to be worth anything important.”Marvin didn’t seem to notice or care. He was focused, pulling out the next piece of equipment—an industrial 3D printer. It was small compared to the grand machines others had brought, but Marvin knew its power. This printer could create intricate parts that traditional tools couldn’t. Parts for energy
"And now, let me show you something more," he said, reaching for the high-powered laser cutter. "Solar energy can also be used in advanced defense systems."The laser cutter was activated, and its beam cut through a tough material with perfect accuracy. It was clear that Marvin's system was more powerful than anyone had expected. The equipment worked together seamlessly, as if controlled by something far more advanced than any ordinary person could manage.The room was silent, the spectators looked in disbelief. It was as if Marvin himself were an AI, manipulating the machines with inhuman skill.But then Marvin did something that no one could predict. Using the halogen bulb and the robotic arms, he produced an energy so pure and concentrated, it looked like sunlight itself was captured in his hands.People gasped. Someone in the back whispered, "Who is this guy?"All eyes were on Marvin. His movements were flawless, and his machines performed perfectly.As the light from his energy
The host grinned and paused for dramatic effect. “And the winner of the Neovalle tech innovation conference is… Dr. Archer Klein!”A few gasps were heard from the crowd. Many had expected Marvin to win, and the announcement took them by surprise.Marvin stood still, his face showed disbelief. His heart raced. How could this happen?"Let's give Dr. Klein a round of applause!" the host said with enthusiasm.The crowd began to clap, but the energy wasn’t as strong as before. Dr. Klein walked toward the stage, smiling proudly, though not everyone shared his excitement.In the audience, a few people whispered to each other, they were clearly unhappy with the decision."Really? They picked Klein?" one man muttered. "Marvin's project was way more impressive.""I don’t get it," said another person, shaking their head. "Marvin's solar energy system was revolutionary. Klein just gave people free Wi-Fi. That’s it.""Yeah, and most of them are probably just excited because they got $200," someone
After the Uber arrived, Marvin and Kenney got inside quickly. They had stayed quiet during the ride.Once they reached the hotel, Marvin paid the driver, and they both hurried toward the entrance.Inside the lobby, they walked up to the front desk. The receptionist smiled at them."Good evening, sir. How can I help you?" she asked politely."We’re here to check in. I’ve booked the VVIP lounge," Marvin said.The receptionist nodded and typed something on her computer. "Ah, yes. Mr. Marvin. Everything is ready and okay. You need the keys, I suppose?""No, my mom is in the suite.""Okay, sir, that's fine," she said with a nicer tone.Marvin got checked in, thanked her, and they made their way to the VVIP lounge.As they entered the lounge’s sitting room, Marvin’s mother stood up and greeted him with a big smile, her arms open wide."How was the tech exhibition, son?""It was fine, Mom. We did great," Marvin replied, hugging her.But his mother noticed they were in a hurry. "Why are you g
"Jesus Christ!" Kenney exclaimed, his voice was shaking. He stared at his phone, unable to believe what he was seeing.Debit Alert: $15,000 withdrawn from your account.Marvin froze, his mind started racing. This virus wasn’t just for spying or stealing data. It was targeting Kenney’s bank account.But why? And how deep did Dr. Klein's project intercom go?Kenney’s face turned pale, and his hands began to shake. He stared at his phone, his breath was coming in fast, shallow bursts. His heart raced as panic set in."Fifteen thousand dollars… gone," he stammered, as his voice was barely a whisper. "How could this happen? What… what do we do now?" His hands were trembling, and sweat dotted his forehead. His chest heaved as he struggled to catch his breath, feeling dizzy from the shock.Marvin saw the fear in Kenney’s eyes. He knew they had to act fast. Without wasting any time, he turned back to his special laptop. His fingers moved quickly across the holographic keyboard, pulling up t
Dr. Archer Klein sat comfortably in the backseat of a black, luxury sedan. The car was taking him to the Neovalle government complex, where Governor Yohan Webster was waiting to present him with a ten-million-dollar check. This money would fund his project, Intercom, which promised free internet for the whole city. The governor’s support meant everything; with it, Dr. Klein’s plans would move forward without any trouble.Mr. V, who was one of the judges who had backed Dr. Klein, thought it was a good idea for the government to recognize the project. That way, Dr. Klein would have even more supporters, and people would trust him more.When the car pulled up to the government complex, a large group of journalists rushed toward it, cameras were flashing and microphones were held out, eager to get a word from the tech genius. The moment Dr. Klein stepped out, a team of government security officers surrounded him. They were there to keep him safe and to push back the crowd of reporter
Marvin, standing tall and composed in his sleek black suit, looked unfamiliar to almost everyone in the room. Though his demeanor exuded confidence, his presence sparked quiet curiosity among the officials who were gathered at the governor's office.They exchanged puzzled glances, and whispers spread quickly as they tried to figure out who this mysterious man was.Only two men in the room remained unfazed—Dr. Klein and Mr. V. They recognized Marvin immediately, though neither showed any outward reaction.They however wondered why he was here at the governor's office.The tension in the air thickened as the Commissioner of Information and Technology, Mr. Roland, entered the room with Marvin by his side. They walked with purpose, with their arrival interrupting what had been a smooth and celebratory occasion. The governor, Senator Yohan Webster, turned toward Mr. Roland with a raised eyebrow, with surprise flickering across his face."Welcome, Mr. Roland," the governor said, his voic
Governor Webster remained standing, arms folded, his eyes locking on Marvin with a sharp, skeptical glint. He then turned his gaze toward Dr. Klein, with his voice dropping to a cool, measured tone that carried weight."Mr. Marvin," the governor began slowly, as his words were deliberate, "this accusation... it sounds rather outrageous. With the project intercom exhibition, Dr. Klein has been shown that he could instrumental in shaping Neovalle’s tech landscape. Could this... claim of yours stem from resentment? Perhaps losing the Tech Innovation Contest left a bitter taste on you?"Dr. Klein, having gathered himself, nodded quickly, his earlier nervousness started fading into a smug grin. "Precisely, Your Excellency. This is a personal vendetta. Nothing more."Marvin didn’t flinch. His voice, which remained steady and unyielding, sliced through the tension. "No, Your Excellency. This has nothing to do with a contest." His words hung in the air, charged with a quiet power. "I’m here