Chapter 7
A week passed.
I, Smith the malware, had found a new home. Yes, I have relocated to a new server. I don't have a choice; I and the Apollo Tech's CEO had an agreement.
After he gave me that project shit, which I have decided to call scrap metal, I have to leave the server.
Well, it's not that he said that I have to leave after I received the scrap metal, but he said, I have to 'remove all the malware that I put in their server'.
At that moment, I am in dilemma. Since I am a malware, should I leave? I am reluctant to do so.
You know, I am a kind malware, why would they want me to leave?
Ha!
In the end, I chose to leave.
I can't insist myself on the people that do not know my value, right?
Just you wait. You will regret it.
Ding!
⌈ You have received 1,000 Solar Credits. ⌋
Hmm, system, you have interrupted me.
Joke, I like it when the system notifies me that I have received some money.
Hmmm, being a malware is not too bad. There's a lot of income. Hehe.
That's right. After leaving the server of the Apollo Tech. I have a suitable server for me to relocate.
This server is cramped with many malwares. However, compared to me, ha… they're ants. Hehe
Well, they will do nothing unless they are triggered. But the thing about those malwares is that they will not destroy the server. Hence, the server's system did not consider them as malwares.
And… as for me, hehe. I am a good malware.
Anyway, I got heaps of income from this server. At the same time, I get to enjoy in this server, there are so much fun.
The thing that I like about this server is that it is like an archive of night stuffs.
You know, the stuff that you watch at night when you feel lonely… how do I say this? Oh, in some novels, this is described as colorful movies.
Now that I thought of it. I think I understand why they are called colorful movies.
Hmm, they will indeed, put colors into your dead night.
But not mine.
Still, it is good to watch them.
Now, I am on the biggest p**n server on the whole web, the cornhub.
There are lot of stuffs here. One on one, threesome, foursome, orgy, gangbang, you name it. It's all here.
Ha! Life's a bliss. With my virtual room. I could watch the things that you watch. Hehe.
At the same time, my income comes from them.
Don't you know that you will get paid in watching some corns? And in my virtual room, it allows me to watch thousands of corns at a time. Can you imagine how much money will I get?
However, that's not all, I made a code in which a will be able to get a small incentive from their ads.
Hehe, greedy me.
However, don't get me wrong. I am still a good malware.
Don't you know that I am doing a favor for the world? What would happen if the young'un fell too much for those corns?
Will the world be filled of horny son of a bitch in the future?
Ha! I better sully these bastards. *wink*
Meanwhile, this cornhub is only one of my sources of income.
I also do buy and sell… buy and sell of guns and ammunition.
They are circulated on the dark web at a low price. Then, I will sell them at a regular price in the surface world.
Ha! Business.
I am looking forward to when I become rich.
As long as I can sell weapons, I will become rich. But the question is, how will I continue selling weapons?
It's not like weapons are a common commodity. They are only used in war.
Now that I said it. I think there is a war between the west and the north of the world.
The world is divided into four regions the same as the four cardinal directions. The north, the south, the west, and the east.
The north had the Northern Alliance, The World Federation in the West, and the Pearl Empire in the East. As for the south, it is a Desolate Land.
Surprised, right?
Hahaha, I found a very detailed man on the Apollo Tech's server.
Oh, by the way, coincidentally, the scrap metal that the Apollo Tech gave me is also heading towards there, and I… I am on the west.
It would reach there…
Ding!
⌈ Your parcel had arrived! ⌋
Hehe, it just reached there.
Now, the thing that I have to do is to create an A.I. to manipulate the scrap metal that the Apollo Tech gave me.
However, the thing is, the scrap metal is full of sensors.
Not only did it have gyro sensors, light sensors, a super high-definition camera, and high-quality microphone, but its surface is also packed with nano sensors that allow the machine to have a sense of touch akin to a human.
That's wonderful. However, the problem here is that there is no A.I. that can perfectly manipulate it.
Well, according to tests, even Artemis is unable to perfectly utilize it.
Ha, I don't care. I will have the scrap metal deployed on the battlefield. Then, I will gain plenty of profits from there.
Okay!
"System, activate Meta!"
Meta is the name that I thought of for the scrap metal.
Ding!
⌈ Uploading Interface! ⌋
Now, all I have to do is to wait.
Ding!
⌈ Upload complete. Now installing!⌋
Now, install it. Quick!
Ding!
⌈ Meta is online! ⌋
Hmm, good, let's see what you've got.
"Meta, operate in low power mode and look for the nearest Energy Unit Deposit Machine."
The Energy Unit Deposit Machine, or EUDM for short, is like an atm machine for Energy Units. It is where Energy Units are being withdrawn.
Meanwhile, after meta received the command, it commenced as it was told and looked for EUDM.
With its global positioning system installed on Meta, it is not a problem to navigate and look for EUDM.
However, the problem is that the details on the map that Smith got did not include the details on the battlefield of the northern force and the western force.
…
Meanwhile, at this moment, the courier service arrived at the boundary of the Northern and Western battlefields.
So far, this is the most dangerous service that they have completed.
However, at the same time, this is also the highest paying service that they had taken.
Meta was sent by the courier service using their very own hydroplane.
Hydroplane is the trendy plane at this time.
It operates using hydrogen peroxide.
It is very close to the composition of water, which is H2O but is not related to water. Its composition is HO2
Meanwhile, with the hydrogen peroxide, the carbon footprint of the plane is minimized. Therefore, reducing the pollution influx. However, the pollution is not gone. It's just that it is minimized.
"So, where should we leave this?" -courier rider 1
"I don't know. But according to the description, leave it at the location on the map." -courier rider 2
"Is that it? The payment has been received, right?" -courier rider 1
"Yes" -courier rider 2
"Okay, then. Let's unload it." -courier rider 1
Bam!
"Don't be harsh, man. The customer paid a lot for this." -courier rider 2
"I did not mean it, man. Sorry. Anyway, the box for this parcel is rather sturdy." -courier rider 1
Smith specially requested for the box of the parcel to be made sturdy. Of course, Smith paid more because of that.
Meanwhile, one must note that Meta is already put in a special box from Apollo Tech. However, Smith thought that it would be better to be reinforced.
After a few minutes, the courier rider successfully unloaded the parcel and reported their work to be done.
Then, they did not linger for any more moments and left.
"Whooo, that's place is dangerous. Who do you think owns that parcel?" -courier rider 1
"Who knows. Anyway, we have done our work. This is a bunos for us." -courier rider 2
"Right, right. Ha I would like to have a few rounds with my wife." -courier rider 1
"Lucky you man, I'm a bachelor." -courier rider 2
"Hmm, go find a whore." -courier rider 1
"I guess I have no choice…" -courier rider 2
Crash! Bam!
Moments later, after the two courier riders are gone, the box that contains the parcel broke. Then, from within, a robot came out.
However, the robot had a delicate look. It has the same look as RCP2.60.
Its glossy appearance made look like it was extremely fragile. However, it has destructive power that could destroy anything at sight.
Of course, that is on the premise that it has the power to operate because as of now, it was devoid of power.
Meta is operating in low power mode.