The Genius System-Chapter 100: The Blind Man and the Oracle

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"System"

[Yes, Host]

The familiar voice echoed in his head, always calm, always neutral. Too neutral, even. As if it no longer expected anything from him, or maybe... it was finally waiting for something.

[You've made your decision, I assume?]

Lassen nodded slowly. He was alone in the control room, the screens still off, the holographic globe still blurry. Everything was silent.

"Yes. Tell me what I need to do."

[...…]

He raised an eyebrow "Hello?"

The silence lasted a bit longer than necessary "Did you crash?"

[No]

"So?"

[I'm thinking]

Lassen crossed his arms.

"Great. So am I"

[Very well. Here's what you need to do...]

A theatrical pause.

[… absolutely nothing. Because I have absolutly no idea]

Lassen blinked "Excuse me?"

[I don't know]

"You mean... you, the omniscient system, the higher consciousness of a long-dead king, you don't know?"

[Exactly]

"You've been pressuring me for ten days to 'choose,' and now you just drop 'I don't know'? That's your plan? Is this a joke?"

[You really are an idiot. If I'd known what to do, I would've saved my own world. Why do you think I did all this? Besides… it's an experiment]

"You mean all this is an exercise? Like a middle school math test?"

[Not exactly. Let's say... it's a mock exam with global consequences]

Lassen pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I'm surrounded by incompetents. Even the voices in my head don't know what to do"

[Hey. Let me remind you, you accepted this all on your own, Mr. 'I'm ready for anything']

Lassen exhaled, a little louder this time.

"And if I'd told you I wasn't ready, would you have had a magic plan?"

[Nope. But I would've at least enjoyed morally judging you]

He rolled his eyes "Great. So now what?"

[Now, you do what every leader does in this kind of situation]

"Sit down and pretend I know what I'm doing?"

[Exactly]

A brief silence followed. Then Lassen laughed. A short, dry, but sincere laugh. That was it, deep down. It was always that.

"Alright. Then let's begin"

He walked over to the control chair, sat down, and slowly leaned back. The room remained dim, the silence complete, but something was different now. He was no longer hesitating. No longer looking for the perfect answer. He had none,and that was fine. freēnovelkiss.com

The world wouldn't wait for a flawless hero.

It would follow the one who moved first.

Lassen approached the central table. He activated the interface, soft lights glowing around him, casting a bluish hue across his tired features.

"We'll improvise. Like everyone else, I guess"

[See? You're already acting like a leader.]

"Great. I'm well on my way to becoming a weekend dictator"

The holographic interface projected the Earth. He scrolled through the data slowly, pausing on each continent, each hotspot flagged by SpectraSys. Smoldering war here. Energy crisis there. Experimental weapons proliferation elsewhere.

He stayed silent for a moment, then said "Remind me of the list of zones I asked Alex about."

[Here it is]

A series of red dots appeared on the map. He looked at them one by one. Some countries were on the brink of collapse. Others held together only by fear, money, or the illusion of stability.

He murmured "The world is standing like a wobbly chair no one dares to touch."

[And do you want to learn something from that?]

"No. I want to turn it into an opportunity."

[Planning to help them? Crush them?]

"I don't know yet. But I need to know more."

He launched a new command. A stream of data opened up: resources, communications, systemic weaknesses.

Then he turned around.

"System. You say you have no idea what I should do. Fine. But you still have your strategic memory, right?"

[Yes. Though it's fragmented.]

"Then help me identify the nerve point. Not the most visible. The most fragile. The one that brings the others down"

[Very well. Give me an hour.]

Lassen nodded.

He stepped away from the interface and sank into a chair.

One hour.

He had learned not to rush anymore. Not to dive into action without reading the room. But he could feel that he wouldn't be able to stay in the shadows for long. Not this time.

The world wouldn't wait forever for Mister X to emerge from his cave.

[Want me to keep you busy with a riddle? Or would you rather sit in existential dread?]

"You've got riddles?"

[I'm a transdimensional system born from a dying king. Of course I have terrible jokes stored in my memory.]

"Go on. Let's hear it."

[What's the difference between an empire and a sandcastle?]

Lassen closed his eyes "Go ahead"

[One is built to impress others. The other is built by children. But both collapse with the first wave]

A silence.

Then a resigned sigh "That's really bad"

[Thank you. I'm optimized for cold, existential humor]

"Perfect for end-of-the-world dinner parties"

He closed his eyes. The interface blinked softly. He could feel, somewhere deep inside, that the moment of calm wouldn't last. He didn't yet know what would come next.

The very next moment, he opened his eyes "We'll start with Macro."

[What do you mean?]

"If I want to avoid this disaster, then everyone has to put in the effort, and for that, we need centralized power. And since I suck at diplomacy, I'm going to make Macro the center of the new world system."

[So you want to unify the world under Macro's banner?]

"Something like that. But it's not going to be a walk in the park."

[You've already started with the nuclear weapons project.]

"Yes, but that's not enough. Pakistan has nukes too, but it's not one of the world's five great powers"

[You're not wrong. It's all about economics. So the first step is replacing the dollar as the world currency.]

Lassen nodded "Yes. And remind me,how did America become the global leader?"

[After 1945, it was the only major economy left untouched by war. And it seized the opportunity to tie the dollar first to gold, then later to oil]

Lassen gave a mysterious smile

[You have an idea?]

"HAHAHA, oh yes. Call Alex. We're about to do something insane"