Two years ago, in the office room of the CEO of CHURA INDUSTRIES
Asif Chura, the CEO of one of the tech giants, sat in his spacious office. His assistant interrupted his thoughts, announcing an incoming call of importance.
"Sir, you have a phone call. He says he has a very important matter to discuss with you," she informed him.
Asif waved his hand dismissively. "Ayla, I'm the CEO of one of the biggest tech companies right now. Everyone has important matters to discuss with me-"
Beep.
"Ayla?"
"Mr. Asif Chura, I presume," a voice on the other end of the line spoke.
"Who is this?" Asif inquired cautiously.
"Oh, we go by many names. But, we are most prominently known as DEATH HACKERS."
Asif's heart raced. "What do you want? We've already paid our tribute this year-"
"Oh, we don't care about the tribute right now," the voice interrupted. "We have something else to discuss. A little birdie told us about your little project. A project that can do great things for all of us."
Cold sweat trickled down Asif's spine as he responded, "Um, Mr. Death Hacker, sir, I'm pretty sure it's not that big a deal. I mean, how useful can it be? After all, that idiot Rick came up with it."
"That's Dr. Rick to you," the voice retorted. "You are the idiot. He was publicly shamed and dealt with, not because he wasn't a genius, but because he stepped on too many influential toes. He's undoubtedly a genius of his generation."
Asif realized the gravity of the situation. "I understand. What do you want me to do?"
"Don't worry. We have a perfect plan. Both of us are going to be rolling in profits. But we won't lose anything. It's a perfect gamble. Listen closely..."
Next Day
"Ayla, listen to everything I say. From now on, you will be joining Dr. Rick's team, but you will listen only to my orders. Clear?"
"Yes, sir. Crystal."
One Year Later...
"Ayla, how has it been going?" Asif inquired.
"Perfectly, sir. The project is going smoothly. We are already in the testing phase."
"Very good. You know what to do, right?"
"Yes, sir. We need to make him think that he came up with that idea. Otherwise, he won't do it. And he needs to think it's possible. With his ego, he won't let others do it; he'll definitely do it himself."
"I don't care how you make him do it. He is under strict surveillance. This is the best way to get rid of him. Also, there are special plans for him."
"I understand, sir."
......................
"Ayla, give me the report."
"Yes, sir. The infiltration was successful. I am now his personal secretary. I handle all aspects of his project."
"Good. How about that part?"
"Yes, sir. I have been successful there as well. By telling him about the time dilation in our dreams once and then the chip's theoretical prospect of affecting dreams. And that did it. He thinks he is the only genius enough to put two and two together."
"Let him think what he wants. Tell me when the chip is ready. Afterward, we can proceed with the rest of the plans."
"Yes, sir. I will."
............
"Sir, the chip is ready and functioning."
"Alright. Time to proceed. Tell Warren to arrange a party. Stroke Rick's ego a little bit, and then make him come to the party. I will take it from there; I practically own him right now after his big incident. But sadly, due to his status as an eccentric genius, we can't hurt him. Just thinking of that guy is increasing my blood pressure."
"All of this will come to an end soon, sir. We just have to be patient. You will be the biggest winner here, sir."
"Yes, you are absolutely right. Almost there."
..............
"Sir, how did it go?"
"Perfect, if I say so myself. I put him down on his proverbial knees. Oh! That was so satisfying! Anyway, I managed to put him under enough pressure. He will eventually start that project. Put incompetent people, or as he puts it, 'sheep,' in his team."
"I understand, sir. He will slowly get frustrated, and then he will have no choice but to outsource it."
"That's where the next step of the plan begins. After the infiltration part is completed, we will set the plan in motion. Oh, Ayla, I could've never done this without you. After all this is over, you can have your retirement or whatever you want."
"Thanks, sir. But I like my work. I would rather love to continue my work."
"Well, you do you, I guess. Okay, see you soon."
"See you soon, sir."
.........
"Hello, Ayla, how have you been?"
"Very well, sir. How about you?"
"Oh, you know, the usual stuff. Planning for this stupid chip and other stuff. So how have you been doing?"
"The usual. Taking care of a man-child that has too much IQ."
"Yeah, how has the mission been going? The deadline is nearing. He must be cranky all the time."
"Oh God, don't remind me. He is working everyone to the bone. He is also doing an unholy amount of work himself. We are close. He theorized and did the framework, but he isn't starting the project yet. But it should be soon. He is nearing his limits. The temptation of nearly unlimited time is slowly eroding his willpower. It should be soon."
"I see. Very well then. Good job, by the way. See you soon."
"See you soon, sir."
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"Sir, he agreed. He is beginning the project."
"About time. I was starting to get worried. He has so little time left."
"Do not worry, sir. He can easily do it."
"I hope so. Has he given you the specifications on the device he will be in?"
"Yes. He has. The specs have already been sent to your partner. They should complete their editing soon. They should be sending it to me soon."
"Good, Ayla. You know what to do. After they send it back, scatter the specs to different teams in the tech development. No one should know the full specs. I know that's excessive, but secrecy is necessary. After the plan commences, no one will have enough time to look into this matter. They will be super busy."
"That is true, sir."
"Don't call me sir, Ayla. Just call me Asif. We have gone through enough stuff together already."
"Sir, I mean Asif, I understand. Thank you, sir. I mean Asif."
"Ha ha ha. It's alright. It should take some time to get used to."
"I see. Anyway, see you soon, sir.. Asif!"
"Ha Ha, yes Ayla. See you soon."
..........
"So, how was it, Ayla? Did the experiment commence properly?"
"Yes, Asif. The experiment was successful. Dr. Rick is under ice so to
say."
"Perfect time to start the next part of the plan. Unless there is a
problem, It should be a very long time before we see our dear Dr. Rick."
"Yes indeed. Your partner has already contacted me. The software is ready as well."
"Good Ayla. Very good. I am feeling very good right now. Want to come
over? Now that the sicko is gone you can spend some quality time
here."
"Sorry Asif. I really want to. But there are too many things to do. Maybe
after all this over."
"Right, forgot about that for a sec, I guess it's time for the final part.
We will start selling as soon as the software is sent. Start getting public.
First start with rumors and then fake ads and then announcement and
Then real ads and then start selling. Even though we will get far more
money from the other aspects of this particular chip. We need to show
that we are only doing this just for the sales and that the chip is just another generic brain chip that are already in the market."
"Yes, that is necessary. It will be handled this way."
"Alright, we both have too much to do. See you later."
"See you later Asif."
..........
(In the headquarters of Chura Industries)
A party celebrating the successful launch of the new generation of
Brain chips BAMI.
The launch was successful to say the least. It practically swept the
market. New and new applications that only this chip can do are being found everyday. Not only communication but also brain therapy, training troops and so many things.
"Congratulations Mr. Chura. You must be very proud of your team. If
only Dr. Rick was here to represent the product. Such a shame he
couldn't be a part of history. You must be devastated in his unforeseen
illness." Said a guest.
"Well he was the father of this product. He made it. We only provided
The platform for him to do his magic. That's why it pains me so much to see that he couldn't be here. That his condition can't allow him to be here." Asif replied.
"Well anyway. Congratulations again. Please enjoy your party. It
Is for you and your company anyways."
"Thank you."
..........
"Ayla, how have you been? Have you enjoyed the party at least."
Ayla scoffs at that, "Heh! yeah right! Like that was enjoyable. Your jokes
are worsening by the day."
Asif laughs out loud and says," True, a bunch of old fogies licking each
others balls. Hard to enjoy such shit."
Ayla says next, "Well, time to distribute a sample in the dark web.
And after that the world will belong to the highest bidder. But it will still
belong to us."
Ayla smiles maliciously.
Asif replies," Oh yeah. The last step of the plan. After that all will belong
to us...…..
Wait a minute, how did you know that. I didn't tell you that
plan. Only me and the DEATH HACKERS know about it. Unless.."
"Well, hello. I am Ayla Houser a field executive of the DEATH HACKERS.
Nice to formally meet you Mr. Chura." Replied Ayla with an almost
malicious smirk.