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Getting a Technology System in Modern Day Meeting III
"The next topic for discussion," the AI referee announced, her voice calm and deliberate, "is the establishment of a communication framework to seamlessly connect both sides. This will ensure the smooth execution of official duties, facilitate business transactions, and promote the exchange and integration of cultures."Her holographic form rotated slightly as if surveying both sides of the room, pausing momentarily to invite engagement. Then, she fell silent, allowing the attendees to take the lead in the discussion.Although she was formally guiding the meeting, her role resembled that of a highly advanced assistant. Her primary responsibility was to ensure that all key agenda points were addressed thoroughly and accurately recorded in the meeting minutes.“Can your side explain how you maintain communication between different civilizations and keep it active?” Aron asked, his tone steady but curious. He saw this as a valuable chance to clarify what he already knew—most of which cam
Getting a Technology System in Modern Day Felix and Sarah
“What’s on your mind?” Sarah asked as she emerged from the bedroom and noticed Felix sitting on the living room sofa, staring into space. Finally catching his attention, she settled next to him, her tone gentle but curious.They had followed in Aron's footsteps, marrying just a few years into their relationship, deciding not to delay any longer.“Nothing much,” Felix replied after a moment, organizing his thoughts before answering. “I was just thinking about the fight that took place—and everything that led to it in the first place.”“What do you mean?” Sarah prompted, intrigued, leaning in slightly to show she was listening.Felix exhaled, gathering his words. “Seeing Aron on the verge of death… it wasn’t just unsettling; it was terrifying. For a moment, I genuinely thought we were going to lose him. That fear made me think back on all the time we’ve spent with him—every memory, every milestone. And even though he regenerated and came back, that fear stayed with me, just in a differe
Getting a Technology System in Modern Day Technically.
“They really are cunning individuals,” Aron said, a laugh escaping him as he observed the data in front of him. Amusement danced in his eyes, though it was tinged with a hint of disbelief. “I wouldn’t have thought to take it this far, but they’re really pushing the boundaries of what they can get away with under the mana oaths.”{I would’ve done something similar too,} Nova standing beside Aron as always remarked, her usual calm tone laced with dry humor. {But I wouldn’t have been so blatant about it.}Aron, who had just returned from a highly productive meeting with the Conclave representatives, had wasted no time. Instead of resting, he’d immediately logged into VR, eager to sift through the trove of knowledge he’d secured—a prize that had come at the cost of risking his own life.But what greeted him was not the seamless integration of knowledge he’d hoped for. Instead, he was faced with a chaotic mess: a collection of data encoded in wildly different methods, each unique to the ci
Getting a Technology System in Modern Day Aftermath
If someone were to enter the simulation, they might assume a battle between two warships had occurred, judging by the extensive damage visible across the landscape. The ground was riddled with craters, some filled with water and others with lava. The vegetation that once thrived there was now entirely gone—either obliterated during the attacks or wiped out by their aftermath.Aron stood with his hands on his knees, his chest rising and falling heavily as if he had just finished an intense workout. His entire body was drenched in sweat, but beyond that, there was no visible evidence of the chaos that had unfolded—no scratches, no injuries. It seemed almost unbelievable that he had been a key player in the destruction surrounding him.Seraphina, on the other hand, was nowhere to be seen. If one could see through the terrain, they would find her massive dragon form submerged in one of the lava-filled craters. Her body was riddled with holes, yet she endured the molten pit as if it were n
Getting a Technology System in Modern Day “I greet my lord, the Emperor”
With Nova’s assistance in guiding Seraphina toward the “right” path and by setting the simulation she was in to maximum time acceleration, it only took a few hours in real time for her to come to terms with everything. In the accelerated VR, however, those hours felt like months, giving her ample time to process and reflect.Once she had fully digested the situation and logged out, Seraphina immediately asked Nova where Aron was, expressing her desire to meet him face-to-face for a conversation. Nova quickly informed Aron, and after receiving his approval, she relayed the information to Seraphina.Without delay, Seraphina boarded her ship—the same one that had transported her to the stadium for her fight with Aron, the one that had ended with her surrendering under her leader’s orders.The journey to the third line of defense took only a few hours, though it could have been faster if FTL travel were permitted. However, due to the current circumstances, FTL travel was prohibited within
Getting a Technology System in Modern Day ".....there is no such thing as changing factions."
Upon hearing the question, she looked at Aron as though wondering why he would even ask something so obvious. However, the expression lasted only a moment before she remembered that Aron was not from her civilization and likely lacked enough understanding of the Xor’Vaks to know there was no need to pose such a question."In our civilization, there is no such thing as changing factions. Once you join one, you are bound to it for life. That’s why factions only form around individuals deemed talented enough—those who, with sufficient resources, are believed to have the potential to grow strong enough to challenge the Grand Xor’Vak and win.Anyone who even considers switching sides would not be accepted by the opposing faction and would be branded a traitor, losing all trust. Such individuals would be cast out and might even face exile.So, although my situation is unique, those in my faction will remain loyal to me as long as I don’t explicitly tell them to leave. On the other hand, if
Getting a Technology System in Modern Day "Do you want to get me killed in my sleep
Seraphina remained in that stunned position for a brief moment before a realization dawned upon her. Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees and said, “I thank the Lord for his generosity and promise not to let you down.” Her voice was filled with gratitude, fully aware of the immense expense tied to the resources she had requested—resources that were considered extravagant even by the standards of her previously affluent empire.Though she understood that Aron’s empire was on the path to becoming one of the wealthiest in the Conclave, with wealth likely surpassing what they could practically use, she recognized the significance of his decision. He could have chosen a more self-serving path, hoarding all the benefits for himself and his empire. Instead, he had chosen to invest in her, and that thought humbled her deeply. She resolved to make sure that his generosity was not misplaced.“Arise, we still have more things to discuss,” Aron said, a small smile crossing his face moment
Getting a Technology System in Modern Day Cultural Gap
Seraphina gave Aron a puzzled look after hearing his firm declaration about remaining with one wife. After a moment of hesitation, she asked, “Do you have many offspring, my lord?”Aron, caught off guard by the sudden shift in the conversation, replied, “No, I don’t have any. Why?” His curiosity was piqued, and he couldn’t help but wonder what prompted the question. At the same time, a part of him questioned whether this entire conversation was somehow tied to Nova’s earlier efforts to help Seraphina come to terms with her defeat—or if it was something else entirely.Instead of answering directly, Seraphina posed another question. “Is it because your soul partner is incapable of bearing strong offspring from your seed?”“No,” Aron replied curtly, though his expression betrayed his growing confusion. His thoughts screamed, What the heck are these questions for?Seraphina pressed on, her tone carrying both sincerity and a hint of frustration. “Then shouldn’t you take as many strong soul
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After gathering every last body from the wreckage and laying them in the hangar, Dreznor finally broke the silence.“Do you have any way we can cover them for burial?”{I can print them for you if you want,} Little Protagonist replied gently.“Please do so,” he said, his voice subdued as he turned back to kneel before the body of his son, small, still, and cold, with a gaping hole in his chest where the energy round had ended his young life. Dreznor lowered his head and placed a cloth over his son's face with shaking hands.“Rest in peace. I’ll join you after I’m done with all of them,” he whispered.He moved to his wife next, then to his mother, repeating the same words, the same gesture, each time slower than the last. Each time it felt harder to let go.Half an hour later, the 3D printer beeped softly, indicating that the burial cloths were ready. One by one, he wrapped the bodies in the printed covers, each fold done with reverence and care. The process was slow, painful, six hour
Watering the Seed
“I understand your reluctance, but my proposal doesn’t violate the restrictions placed on you,” Minister Youssef replied calmly, the confidence in his tone making it clear they had already considered such limitations. “Our side won’t receive any wormhole technology, we’ll simply provide mana stones for their operation. Your side would handle all technical aspects. We’d share the profits as business partners.”He leaned slightly forward. “Think of it as us being shareholders. You manage the operations; we invest and receive dividends. That way, we maintain full compliance, we never come into direct contact with the technology.”“If that’s the case,” the representative said after a pause, “and the wormhole use is restricted within our own territories, then yes, it might be possible. But I’ll still need to report this back home before anything can move forward.”His tone remained neutral, but the subtle shift in his expression was enough; he was already hopeful and leaning toward agreeme
Lacing it With Temptations
The fleets of the Astral Conclave civilizations, carrying the exchanged mana stones, departed a day after the trade was completed. This time, the process was far smoother than before, as the exchange had taken place inside the Trade Hub itself. Their representatives, along with their close entourages, remained behind, unsure when their negotiations with the Empire would conclude, but aware that the importance of the talks warranted their continued presence.While discussions around the VR network had stalled, pending approval from their respective governments. During this period, the empire requested individual meetings with each representative to discuss separate matters.Now that VR access was granted, those who accepted the invitation found themselves summoned to private virtual meeting rooms, far from the watchful eyes of other representatives. This allowed each nation to negotiate without the risk of backlash from the top ten civilizations, who might otherwise view one-on-one mee
Our Conditions
“Should we accept your requests, what are the conditions?” the Elara representative asked, breaking the heavy silence that had settled over the room. The air was thick with contemplation as each delegate weighed the enormous implications of the offer before them.They all knew this wasn’t the meeting where a decision would be made. The stakes were far too high. Instead, they were here to gather the full list of demands, terms, and potential benefits, enough to return to their respective governments and present a comprehensive proposal for final judgment.Masimbi gave a slight nod, then replied steadily, “There are only a few conditions, but each exists for good reason. They’re not just to protect our interests, but to ensure that the system cannot be corrupted or weaponized to the detriment of the entire network.”He raised one finger.“First, we require that the VR network be protected from hostile interference. This protection must be formally enshrined within Conclave law. Any indi
Resumption
The meeting that had initially been postponed for just one day ended up being delayed by an additional four days at the request of the representatives. They needed more time to inform their governments, allow them to fully digest the implications of the technology, and formulate a new approach before presenting their decisions.Though five days might have seemed excessive at first, the time passed in what felt like the blink of an eye. When they reconvened in the same meeting room, the atmosphere had shifted. Gone were the strategies and agendas of the original meeting, replaced now by entirely new plans shaped by the earth-shattering potential of what they had witnessed."Our government is inquiring about the possibility of purchasing the technology," Carvath said as soon as the floor was opened. "They’re ready to hear your terms in exchange for it."Over the course of nearly five days of rigorous analysis, the top fifteen civilizations formed a covert pact to collaborate in investig
Nyx's First Action
“Looks like this is what he was talking about,” the Trinarian prince murmured as he removed the VR device from his head. The thin, metallic trusses, designed to automatically and comfortably adjust to any head size or shape, felt strangely underwhelming in his hands, considering the sheer magnitude of what they were capable of.He stared at it, already dreading the thought of going back to a life without this technology. Now that he knew it existed, how could he? More importantly, he knew the government would feel the same once they learned the full extent of its capabilities.“Any updates on our request for a meeting with the emperor, or are they still delaying?” the prince asked, not bothering to look up.“We haven’t checked yet, sir,” his assistant replied. “We were awaiting your directive. With this new information, you may want to reconsider your approach, perhaps adjust what we’re willing to offer after consulting with the king and hearing his input.”The prince smirked slightly
I Need a Moment of Peace
One Hour Later“Then we will take an hour-long break for him to update you on his findings,” Masimbi announced, pausing the meeting just as Cravath logged out. Without hesitation, he and the other human representatives stood up and left the room, granting the others privacy to discuss without fear of prying eyes.The moment the doors closed behind them, Cravath wasted no time.Without a word, he pulled every representative into his mental network, no warning, no request for permission.Yet, not a single one resisted.They all understood the urgency. Whatever he had discovered was significant enough that he deemed it necessary to share immediately and without interference.Curiosity and unease filled the air as they waited for his findings.………….“The two hours I spent there told me everything I needed to know about it. And if anything, they’re underrepresenting what this technology can do,” Cravath said the moment everyone took a seat at the rudimentary round table he had constructed.
The Zelvora Scapegoat
“Would you like to test it?” Masimbia asked, his tone calm and measured. There was no point in further explanations, he knew their minds were already racing with doubt. Instead of arguing over the validity of the technology, he would let the results speak for themselves.Silence.None of them answered immediately. Their hesitation was obvious, their expressions guarded. Trust between them and the Empire was at its lowest, this was nothing more than a transactional relationship, devoid of any real goodwill.And with what they knew of the Zelvora’s capabilities, both in offense and defense, some from firsthand experience, how could they be sure this wasn’t a trap?What if, the moment they put on the devices, the Empire activated them?Trapping them in an illusion. Brainwashing them. Shattering their minds. Or, worst of all, extracting their memories, laying bare their governments’ secrets, their personal vulnerabilities, handing the Empire an undeniable edge.The risk was too great.
Dreznor II
For hours, Dreznor spoke, recounting every memory that surfaced. His voice wavered at times, thick with emotion, but he pressed on. He told Little Protagonist about his past, the life he once had, and the chains that had bound him ever since he was fifteen.His civilization had lost a brutal war against a neighboring power, and the terms of surrender had been merciless. Anyone who had played a role in the war—whether as a soldier, a medic, a logistics officer, or even a mere clerk in the government—was stripped of their freedom. Families of these individuals were not spared either. Some were forced into indentured servitude, while others, like Dreznor and his mother, were outright sold as slaves. His father, being a valiant General who had fought to the very end and perished on the battlefield, sealed their fate. Yet fortune intervened, as Dreznor and his mother found themselves purchased together by a single owner.For thirty years, Dreznor had known nothing but servitude. He had gro
