The soft glow from Aritra's laptop screen painted the dim walls of his small room with shades of blue and white, flickering like a heartbeat synced with his own. The number stared back at him—$203 million—a figure that had grown from nothing but ambition, relentless strategy, and sleepless nights filled with calculated risks. It was more than just wealth. It was proof that reality could be bent, that rules could be rewritten if you had the courage to defy them.
The cool winter air seeped in through the slightly ajar window, but Aritra didn't feel the chill. His mind was on fire, burning with the endless possibilities this fortune now afforded him. He leaned back in his creaky wooden chair, the rhythmic creak a small reminder of how far he'd come. This room, with its peeling paint and faint scent of old textbooks, had been the birthplace of an empire in the making.
But money sitting idle was just that—idle. It needed to move, to grow, to evolve into something tangible. Aritra clicked into the Legendary System, the sleek interface pulsing softly as if it recognized his triumph. The System Inventory tab opened with a smooth animation, revealing a digital vault, vast and empty, waiting to be filled.
Without hesitation, he began transferring his wealth. The process was almost too simple—just a few clicks, and millions disappeared from conventional accounts, hidden securely within the system's untraceable vault. There were no banks, no middlemen, no fragile institutions that could collapse. Just pure, unadulterated control. As the last dollar was secured, Aritra exhaled, not out of relief, but anticipation. The foundation was set. Now, it was time to build.
He navigated to the System Marketplace, his heart racing not with fear, but excitement. The screen transformed, revealing categories that spanned the breadth of human imagination—Advanced Electronics, Medical Innovations, Defense Technologies, Energy Solutions, and more. But his eyes were drawn to one section: Mobile Communication Technology.
"If I'm going to create an empire," he thought, "I need to start with something that connects people. Something… indispensable."
The screen displayed a simple prompt: "Design Your Future."
With a deep breath, Aritra clicked Start.
The faint winter sunlight crept lazily through the dusty windows, casting long streaks of orange across Aritra's cluttered desk. His WBJEE prep books sat forgotten under layers of scribbled notes and an aging Casio calculator. But today wasn't about solving physics problems. Today was about creating the future.
Aritra sat cross-legged, the familiar hum of his laptop filling the silence. The Legendary System flickered to life, its interface crisp and futuristic against the dull backdrop of his room. His heart raced as he navigated through the menus, each click pulling him deeper into a world only he could see.
"It's time to design the future," he whispered, his fingers steady despite the excitement coursing through him.
The dashboard unfolded like a digital blueprint, revealing categories that felt more like gateways to dominance than mere product lists: Mobile Hardware Components, Assembly Line Technology, Mobile Operating Systems, Production Machinery.
He hovered over Mobile Hardware Components and clicked. The screen transformed into a holographic display of a deconstructed smartphone, each part shimmering like pieces of a puzzle waiting to be assembled.
Aritra's gaze locked onto the first component—Display Panels. The options varied from basic TFT LCDs to mind-bending, locked technologies like Holographic Projection Displays. His heart skipped a beat as he scrolled past the futuristic tech, but he knew better. "Too advanced for 2008," he muttered.
After careful consideration, he selected AMOLED displays—vibrant, efficient, and advanced enough to dominate the market without raising suspicion.
Next, he moved to Processors. The list was staggering: from basic single-core chips to locked, futuristic Quantum Processors. Aritra's eyes lingered on the Quad-Core Snapdragon Prototype, but it was locked. Frustrated but undeterred, he chose the Dual-Core ARM Cortex A9, a powerhouse for its time.
Then came the Battery Technology. He smirked at options like Self-Charging Kinetic Batteries and Nano-Charge Systems, but practicality guided his hand. He selected the Lithium-Polymer Battery, sleek, efficient, and perfect for an ultra-thin design.
Satisfied with the core components, Aritra shifted to Assembly Line Technology. The system displayed a range of options from Manual Assembly Lines to Quantum Fabrication Facilities—the latter carrying a price tag so astronomical he chuckled softly.
"No point in buying these yet," he thought. "The factory isn't even ready."
Instead, he saved the blueprint, ensuring every detail was locked in place for when the time was right.
But he wasn't done.
On December 6th, the morning air was crisp, yet Aritra felt nothing but the warmth of ambition burning within. Today wasn't about vision. It was about execution. He navigated to Component Production Lines, starting with the heart of any mobile device—Semiconductor Fabrication.
The process flow unfolded: Wafer Preparation, Photolithography, Etching, Doping, Metallization, Packaging. Each step a testament to human ingenuity, now at his fingertips.
The DUV Lithography Machine caught his attention first. Affordable, efficient, capable of 28nm resolution—perfect for cutting-edge chips by 2008 standards. He added it to his blueprint without hesitation.
For Etching, he chose the ICP Etcher, balancing precision with cost. The High-Energy Ion Implanter followed, ensuring top-tier doping quality. For Metallization, he opted for a CVD Machine, complemented by a Wire Bonder for packaging.
As the virtual shopping spree continued, he selected machinery for Display Fabrication, choosing Aluminosilicate Glass Production Units and LTPS Deposition Systems, ensuring durability and clarity. High-Precision OLED Deposition Units promised vibrant displays, while Thin-Film Encapsulation Systems guaranteed longevity.
The budget tightened, but Aritra pressed on, knowing every dollar spent was an investment in dominance.
By the time the sun dipped below the horizon, his blueprint was complete. Processors, displays, batteries, manufacturing lines—all meticulously chosen, all secured within the system.
Leaning back, Aritra stared at the screen, his reflection faint against the glow of the Legendary System. A satisfied smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"This isn't just a phone," he whispered. "It's a revolution waiting to happen."
And with that, he saved the session, the screen dimming softly as if bowing to the birth of a new empire.