The God Virus

"Hahaha..." Unable to control himself, Virus fell into a peal of laughter while confessing, "That’s how it’s supposed to be. It’s a visual and auditory internal device that directly makes a connection with your brain and nervous system. Like I said... a state-of-the-art piece of technology."

Finally realizing exactly how advanced of a technology she was dealing with, Amara could only speechlessly gaze upon the man before her. She was thunderstruck.

"How... how can your company make something that can only exist in a science-fiction movie?" Snapping out of her dazed state that felt like an eternity, she questioned.

When Virus had called the Communication Device a state-of-the-art mobile phone, she was expecting a tool that was somewhat more advanced than the phones currently on the market. Something auditory perhaps that functioned with sound alone. But seeing it for herself, she had a hard time believing the extent of the advancement Virus was talking about.

Simply grinning after seeing her eyes full of disbelief, Virus answered, "No comment."

"No matter, now you have it too. You can contact me by using it. Command the device to call me internally."

"Eh, lemme try." With glimmering eyes of anticipation, she pondered, "Call Aizen Vee."

[Communication Device: Calling the administrator, Aizen Vee, aka A* V****...]

’What’s A* V****? Why is it censored? Maybe Ai Veeee or something similar? But why would the device censor that?’ She was briefly confused by this question before passing on.

Simultaneously, a screen followed by a voice was received by Amara. The fascinating thing about all of this to her, however, was the fact that although she wasn’t actually seeing with her own eyes nor hearing with her ears, something still popped in her line of sight while at the same time she heard the words displayed within the text box just as if a notion was being poured into her head.

Soon, just as she was feeling lost about what to do next, a familiar voice rang within her brain, ’Hello? You hear me right?’

"Ah... your mouth isn’t moving but I hear you!!!" She screamed in shock.

’No need to yell! Just think of your response and it’ll be delivered to me.’ Shouted Virus inwardly while touching his ears. His eardrums were buzzing slightly due to her abrupt shriek.

Much to his amusement, soon afterward, Virus caught the same notion being whispered at him, ’Ah... your mouth isn’t moving but I hear you!’

"Right." Nodding in satisfaction, he added, "I’m sure you’re beginning to understand what kind of tech you’re dealing with."

Indeed, after the momentary communication, Amara was finally feeling enlightened.

"Ah, yeah... I get it now. But what was that about hidden features being locked?" Recalling a particular chain of words she had faced a while ago, she queried doubtfully.

And to that, he told a half-lie, "Those are just some security measures and features for protecting the device, don’t bother yourself with it."

Being done with his explanation and transmitting the necessary information to the golden beauty, he delivered his deadpan request next, "Now, both of you... if you have nothing else to say, please leave. I want to meditate and get freshened up."

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After watching them both leave his Presidential Suite, sitting cross-legged on the couch, Virus sank into a seemingly meditative state of mind.

Afterward, gaining control of the internal energy within his unlocked Energy Pathways in a few seconds, he gradually moved and concentrated all of them on the thirteenth entanglement.

A couple of hours elapsed quickly while Virus proceeded to sit cross-legged in that position.

Sometime later, suddenly opening his extremely frustrated eyes, a notion struck him, ’There’s no change whatsoever to the condition of the knot...’

’Could it be that... Origin made my knots different from the rest of the people? Just like my Energy Pathways? Are they harder to untangle? Or...’

Grrr~

Snapping out of his deliberation by the strange noise made by his stomach, he wondered while touching his belly, ’It seems concentrating the internal energy on the knot consumes a lot of my energy. I’m really hungry now.’

Next, picking up the phone placed beside the couch, he ordered some food.

...

Soon, the room service lady opened the door before entering it. She was, of course, Hu Yuexin, the Chinese beauty.

"Good evening, dear customer, here’s your dinner." Greeted the Chinese beauty expressionlessly while placing the served food on the table in front of him one by one.

Meanwhile, watching her moving-hands, Virus questioned, "So... have you made a decision regarding my offer? If you say yes, I promise it’ll be a naughty little secret just between the two of us for the rest of our lives. Of course, I understand if you say ’no’ too."

Due to this, raising her head while frowning deeply, Hu Yuexin was just about to scold him, when the exhibition of the object within his grasp instantly shut her up in astonishment. "You... ah-"

There it was, the item she fantasized about possessing even in her dreams!

The item that could possibly save his son... the Red-Crystal!

Red-Crystal, the price that Abnormal had asked for.

Promptly, she felt like a tiny spark of hope was finally brightening her darkest moment in life as it was soon followed by a brilliance of greed that covered both her eyes in return.

This was no ordinary greed for riches or money. This was a rather pure form of greed that had manifested due to the strong desire of a woman, a mother, to protect her child. No matter the cost.

"This can be yours..." Added Virus wickedly. An evil grin had already formed on the corners of his mouth. He was truly interested in what kind of choice this woman would make exactly.

If she said ’no’, some would probably assume that she’s a brutal mother for not sacrificing for her child while some others would think she’s a virtuous mother who values her purity, even if it’s at the cost of her child’s life.

On the other hand, in case she chose to say ’yes’, many would take it for granted that she’s not a good woman for choosing this option. Of course, many might say she’s making the right decision and no one has the right to judge her for it since she was forced in this type of situation by the cruel reality in the first place seeing no one was there to provide her with an alternative that would aid the child.

Some will definitely call her a hero. An inseparable quality of a mother.