“Current use of allocated resources 40%. An additional 40% is available for use while 20% is for reserve. The overall performance of the hardware is good.” Zeus’s young emotionless voice echoed in the glass room.

It’s been a week since Emma launched his own personalized Ais. Emma combined every Ais resource on the internet with Lily’s knowledge to create outstanding Ais. Yesterday, Emma add additional Utilities Ai to the Orbit. There are now four utilities AIs supporting Zeus. The new Ai is called Hades.

[Why did you add another Ai to the orbit? You haven’t use the one you’ve created. Too much Ai would use a lot of resources and maintenance.]

“I need all the AIs that are orbiting around Zeus currently. In the nearest future, I may need more. I realized that I need to hack some sites. But I can’t bother doing it. Also, I can’t let Zeus do it. Because it was not designed for it. Though Zeus can do efficiently. I don’t want to expose Zeus’s footprint on the internet. Zeus must be in the shadow. So I create another shadow for hacking only. Hades. Mars and Hades are like twins.” Emma paused and continued his explanation.

“Mars would continue to create a dummy defense for Hades to infiltrate. Also, Mars would research strengthening the security also creating a new security system. So any reliable defense would be submitted to me. While Hades would never leave the net. He would be shadow marking the net security. Hades would monitor and learn to hack and to crack.”

“With this in place, I won’t need to fear of been hack or discovered. Also in terms of resources. That’s why I created the new algorithm.

[That’s clever of you. The algorithm of sharing resources among your AIs is quite resourceful.]

Emma only smiled but did not reply to Lily’s comment. His hand continued to speed on the keyboard while it displayed a bunch of code on the screen. Emma was concentrated on the code forgetting about the passage of time. After six hours of continuous coding.

“Emma, it’s time to rest.” Zeus reminded Emma.

Hearing this, Emma lifted his head from the computer screen and stretched his body. “What’s the time,” Emma asked tiredly.

“6 o’clock.” Zeus’s monotone voiced echoed.

‘Time surely flies when someone is busy.’

[What are you doing next?]

“I’ll like to take fresh air and visit a friend. But before that…” Emma stopped and looked at the giant screen. “Zeus, give me the demographic of people with living a poor life. Give me everything. Homeless, unpaid debt and more..”

Instantly, there was a reply from Zeus and the demographic appeared on the giant screen “According to Cupid. 70% of people leaving vulture are extremely poor while 20% are average while the 10% are the top of the food chain.”

Seeing the demographic and hearing Zeus analysis. Emma’s jaw dropped. He stared blankly at the screen not believing what he sees nor heard.

[Your people are having it nice. Isn’t it?]

Hearing Lily’s voice in his head, Emma recovered from his shock. He took a deep breath. From his world, things were not as difficult as this. Quickly, he shook his head. ‘The law of the jungle stills rules everywhere.’

“Narrow it down. How many of them are desperate, clean, or shady.”

Zeus: “According to Cupid and Hera; Out of the 70%; 30% are both desperate and shady. 15% are desperate and another 15% are clean. While 10% are shady.”

‘This is still ok.’

“Ok, note everything down and monitor every one of them. If something uncaught happens notify me.”

After a few minutes, Emma was out of the underground facility. The sky was already getting dark. Emma whistle and leave the dilapidated buildings like his family courtyard with his hood over his head. Emma walked casually avoiding all the eye-catching areas. Shortly, Emma leaves the environment of the junkyard.

In the midst of a street with many broken homes with tattered curtains by their window. Young and old people could be seen at the hook and cranny of the street. Truly, this hell of a shit hole. The air was thick with a disgusting smell. Muddy water on the road. It was difficult to find dry land. However, those living in the surroundings knew how to make their way through the ghettos.

Emma’s dressing was not different from the people living in the ghettos. His old hood with worn-out jeans made him nothing special. Emma walked quietly, looking out at everything, fascinatingly. Though he received the memory of the previous Emma. But to experience himself gave him another feeling entirely.

Shortly, Emma saw a group of people shouting and murmuring. He walked closer to them, to have a look.

“What’s going on here?” Emma asked no one in particular.

“Are you new here?” A young man with a snake tattoo on his neck replied Emma, puzzling.

“Not new. But I don’t come out too often.” Emma shrugged his shoulder.

“Oh!” The young man was shocked with his eye widened a bit. Shortly, he recovered from his daze. “I’m Tim. They are Happy Group. They are a sort of gambling group. But they differ from others. They are legit and truthful. Whatever you win would be yours. They won’t come and backstab you like the others.”

“Oh! I see. I thought they have a building for their business. Why are they out in the open”

“They’re doing some kind of contest. They want to bring people closer to their business. That’s what I heard though.” Tim shrugged.

“Hmm, Thank you….”

Emma began to makes his way through the crowd. Seeing this, Tim was flabbergasted. He hadn’t explained the rules to Emma but Emma seem to be impatient. ‘What an impatient young man. It’s good, he will learn when he loses all money.’ Tim thought.

“Sorry!”

“Sorry!”

“Who the fuck is this!”

“Sorry”

Emma continued to push people aside while muttering sorry every time. He didn’t bother to look at the people cursing him. He set his gaze on his target. After arriving at the forefront. He smiled. While other people are cursing him their minds also some people gave him a deathly glare. But Emma ignored everything.

Emma looked at the reward set on the rows of glass shelves. There are; Bracelet, Elementor phone, tickets, V.R headset, and more.

“Anyone who wants to try their again,” A Fatty asked with a fake smile on his face.

Hearing this, the crowd murmured. “No one has won something good today.”

“Yeah, it’s just a waste of time.”

“They gulped our hard earn morning like wormholes.”

“Why would we waste our money on something that we won’t win upon?”

Emma listened to all these murmurs in surprise. ‘What did they expect?. Is the Happy group doing charity here?’ Emma rolled his eyes. ‘Of course, they are here to draw you dry’

[Are you going or not?]

Emma steps forward with a smile.

‘Of course, I will..’ He answered in his head.