"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

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

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

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

Marvin stepped forward, and his eyes were locked on Dr. Klein. “About that, you lie, Dr. Klein,” he said, his voice was calm but it was laced with a cutting edge.Dr. Klein’s head snapped up in shock, with his face paling further.“You see, while I made my research about your project, I dug deeper into your private life,” Marvin continued. “And I discovered something rather interesting and very different from what you claim—you don’t have a daughter named Hannah suffering from terminal cancer. In fact, you're divorced, and you have two sons, both of whom are healthy and hearty. They’re not struggling at all, Dr. Klein. They’re both in the military.”The room fell silent, and Dr. Klein's mouth opened as if to protest, but Marvin didn’t give him a chance. He tapped a few clicks on his phone and then raised it for the dignitaries to see.“Here’s a photo album of Dr. Klein and his sons,” Marvin said, showing them the screen. “After scanning it with AI, it confirmed that this picture was