The Genius System-Chapter 51: Alliance

Lassen sat in his office, a steaming cup of tea in hand, watching the holographic projections flashing across the walls. Military reports, televised debates, and analysts’ reactions merged into an organized chaos he controlled effortlessly. Yet, despite the frantic speculations about the identity of the man behind the destruction of Geria’s base, Lassen remained calm—almost detached.

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. Adrian entered, followed closely by the police chief. The latter seemed slightly nervous, holding a thick folder under his arm.

"Mr. X."

Lassen looked up, a faint but calculated smile playing at the corner of his lips.

"Director. It’s rare to see you in person. Bad news?"

The director approached, placing the folder on the table before responding.

"The king has requested to see you. Immediately."

Lassen calmly set his cup down on the table.

"The king? I suppose it’s not to give me a medal."

The director crossed his arms, visibly tense.

"The kingdom is under international pressure. Several governments are demanding explanations for your actions. Some are already talking about sanctions if we don’t distance ourselves from you."

Lassen smirked.

"It’s amusing. They really think they can abandon me when I’m their only way out."

He leaned back in his chair, his expression as serene as ever.

"And what does the king think?"

"He’s… undecided."

The director hesitated before continuing.

"Some ministers want to sacrifice you to calm the situation. Others believe you’re an invaluable asset. But they all want to hear from you before making a final decision."

"And you?" Lassen asked, locking eyes with the director.

The director hesitated before answering.

"I think you’re the best thing that’s happened to this country. But you’re also the most dangerous."

Lassen slowly stood, adjusting his jacket.

"Then let’s show them why they can’t afford to lose me."

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Lassen’s convoy made its way through the city under heavy surveillance. The presence of guards and armored vehicles drew the attention of bystanders. Some whispered, others took photos, but no one dared to approach.

When they arrived at the palace, Lassen stepped out of the car, taking in the imposing architecture. The columns and gilded decorations symbolized ancient, stable power—a stark contrast to the technological revolution he was about to introduce.

Adrian opened the massive door leading to the throne room. The king was already seated, surrounded by his advisors and several generals. His gaze was calm yet piercing.

"Mr. X."

Lassen approached and gave a slight bow before shaking the king’s hand.

"Your Majesty."

The king gestured toward a chair facing him.

"Take a seat. We have serious matters to discuss."

Lassen sat down, his eyes scanning the curious expressions of the advisors. Some appeared wary, others intrigued.

The king broke the silence.

"You’ve placed us in a difficult situation. Your actions have drawn global attention, and now we face threats of sanctions and isolation. Why did you act without consulting us?"

Lassen crossed his arms.

"Because I don’t need permission to survive. They attacked me. I responded."

Murmurs spread through the room. One advisor stood abruptly.

"This reckless behavior puts us all in danger! How can we justify—"

The king raised his hand, instantly restoring silence.

"Sit down."

The advisor reluctantly obeyed. The king then turned back to Lassen.

"You claimed you could guarantee our security and our future. Prove it."

A faint smile appeared on Lassen’s lips.

"I expected that."

He signaled Adrian, who placed a tablet on the table. An hologram immediately rose above them, displaying complex schematics and advanced calculations.

The silence that followed was almost palpable.

"What is this…" murmured one advisor, eyes wide.

"This is impossible…" whispered another.

The king slowly stood, examining the intricate details of the holographic circuits.

"Is this real?"

"Entirely," Lassen replied. "I present to you NOVA-1, a processor designed and developed by my team. It bypasses all existing patents, outperforms everything currently on the market, and guarantees total independence from technological monopolies."

One of the scientists present stood, his face pale.

"What you’re showing doesn’t exist. Even our best labs have never produced anything this advanced."

"That’s because you’re still behind," Lassen said.

Another advisor slammed his fist on the table.

"Prove it! A hologram isn’t enough!"

Lassen nodded toward Adrian, who opened a briefcase and pulled out a sleek casing containing the prototype.

"This is NOVA-1."

The king and his advisors leaned in to inspect the device. One of the scientists moved closer, his voice trembling.

"This can’t be… The materials… The density of circuits… The design…"

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Lassen crossed his arms.

"It’s very real. My chief engineer, Elias, completed it even before those fools tried to eliminate me."

The holographic schematics continued to float above the table, casting a bluish light on the tense faces of the advisors. The intricate details of the circuits seemed almost surreal, defying everything they knew about current technologies.

The king broke the silence, placing a hand on the table.

"I want a clear and concise explanation. How is this possible?"

Lassen crossed his arms, a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

"I already told you, Your Majesty. This processor isn’t based on conventional architectures. It’s designed using a new approach to material physics and an unprecedented level of algorithmic optimization. What you’re seeing here is the result of years of advancement over what your laboratories consider ’state of the art.’"

An older advisor, visibly skeptical, leaned toward the hologram.

"Years ahead? Do you realize what you’re claiming? Even the world’s leading research centers have never produced a model this compact and this powerful."

"Because they’re bound by patents, compromises, and public funding. I’m bound by nothing."

The palace’s official scientist, a man with thick glasses, stepped in.

"This design can’t function with the materials currently available on the market. What exactly are you using? Graphene? Room-temperature superconductors? Explain your process."

Lassen smirked.

"My materials aren’t from the market. They were developed in-house by my team. And yes, we found a way to produce and stabilize room-temperature superconductors. What you call ’impossible’ is already outdated."

The scientist’s eyes widened in shock.

"Do you realize the implications? This kind of innovation could revolutionize entire industries! And you expect us to accept it without verification?"

Lassen signaled Adrian, who opened the briefcase and carefully placed the prototype on the table.

"You want verification? Go ahead."

The scientist rushed to the device, pulling a small portable scanner from his pocket and began analyzing the chip from every angle. The results appeared immediately on his personal screen.

"This is… this is impossible…"

The king leaned forward.

"What do you see?"

"The circuit network is several times denser than anything we’ve ever seen. And this structure…" He pointed to a specific detail on the screen. "This transmission pattern hasn’t even been theorized in our research! It’s using an entirely new method for optical and thermal data transfer."

A skeptical advisor slammed his fist on the table.

"This could be a fake! He might be deceiving us with an advanced illusion or a rigged device."

Lassen slowly stood and approached the table.

"If you think it’s fake, test it. Connect it to your systems. See for yourself."

The king gave a stern look to his advisor.

"Do it."

Adrian handed over a specialized cable. Within moments, the processor was connected to the palace’s main terminal.

The scientist watched the screen, typing commands. After a few seconds, his expression shifted from disbelief to controlled panic.

"It connected instantly! The execution speed is… It’s at least fifty times faster than our best current models!"

Another advisor stepped closer, his brows furrowed.

"This kind of technology could dominate the global market. But it could also destroy entire economies. If this processor goes public, it will render all existing industries obsolete!"

Lassen locked eyes with the advisor.

"Exactly. And that’s why you need me to control its deployment. Otherwise, others will try to use it against you."

The king raised his hand to silence the room.

"You’re saying we must accept your help. But what guarantees do we have that you won’t turn this technology against us?"

Lassen replied in a calm but sharp tone.

"Because I’m not interested in political power. I create. I build. But if you abandon me, I can just as easily destroy. This processor is either a blessing or a curse. That depends on you."

A nervous advisor whispered to the king.

"Sire, we’re playing with fire."

The king stood and locked eyes with Lassen.

He took a deep breath before speaking.

"And you’re offering us this?"

"If you support me publicly and grant me protection, yes. With or without you, I’ll keep moving forward. But with you, Macro will become an undeniable technological powerhouse."

A heavy silence fell over the room. The advisors exchanged nervous glances.

Finally, the king stood and approached Lassen.

"You’ll have my support."

He turned to his advisors.

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"You’ve seen what he can accomplish. From today, Mr. X is our ally, and we will work with him to ensure the prosperity and security of our kingdom."

A murmur spread through the room, but no one dared to object.

Lassen smiled inwardly. He had just secured his position.

"Your Majesty, you’ve made the choice that will secure your country’s future."

The king placed a hand on Lassen’s shoulder.

"But remember this—if you betray this kingdom, I’ll be the first to stop you."

Lassen responded with a cold smile.

"Then make sure I never need to."