Everything Will Be My Way!

A fat, meatball-like guy named XiaoBai chuckled scanning the reports.

«Saved a guy named Kyon from vindictive guards, fought off a mad servant ... This Mob is good guy. Deserves a promotion.»

…

The end of the working day had come.

In the living sector, there appeared a lot of tired workers.

Byron was very upset that his friend was so hurt in that ill-fated brawl. He went up on the stage, casting sad eyes over the slaves, and, waving his hand, gave the order:

«Today there happened a number of events, because of which six guards were injured, so now new ones will be elected. Let a group that does not have a supervisor choose a new member of its group. You have five minutes.»

The most outstanding activists were nominated for the position of supervisors. Even Kyon was tried to push forward, but he quickly turned away from the imposed position – because slaves of the 2nd rank were forbidden to partic.i.p.ate in the auction.

Soon, six guards stood on the stage.

Kyon was surprised to learn in one of them Bob, who smiled all over his face.

Byron with a gloomy look coming down from the stage, gave the guy a sign to approach him.

After a short conversation about today"s event, Kyon left his private room, went to the sleeping Mike. {If you do good, do good to the end.} - he repeated to himself the words of his master.

The procedure was repeated: the young man checked the condition of Mike"s body-the man with seven-mile steps was on the path was healing - and again poured a portion of Synergy into him. At the very moment when he took out the hand from the forehead of the man, Mike sharply opened his eyelashes and grabbed him by the wrist.

{I"m used to it, a sort of deja vu.} - thought Kyon feeling as if he was in a distance.

Mike, without weaKyoning his grip, stared at the guy with glowing eyes:

«I knew this was your doing! It were you who helped me to recover, didn"t you?»

«Yeah.» - simply and with a little tiredness nodded to the guy.

«Why did you do that?»

«You just reminded me of an old friend of mine.» - with shadow of hesitation, lied Kyon.

Mike released his hand.:

«Thanks, Kyon. But words I can"t help you there, sorry…»

«It"s okay.» - the young man shrugged and stomped into his bedroom.

The man watched him going, unable to stop wondering at his act. {There are good people…}

Kyon fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

*dream*

A bell sounded, announcing the beginning of the second working day.

Kyon, stretching and yawning, began to remember the dream, narrating about his past life.

Day after day, year after year. Now his memories were built up in the brain in order and also imprinted by the Synergy in the smallest details from his birth to 22 years. His last day in the world…

At the age of 16, Laurel, aka Kyon, moved to the field of the Synergy development of Candidate of Sciences(5). At that golden age, in addition to training, he had an extremely saturated life. Because he was a leading student of the generation, he was given a portal gun that allowed moving to any destination point of the populated galaxy. A journey through the worlds, the study of culture and traditions of different peoples, new acquaintances and a sea of impressions – thousands of opportunities opened before him.

This lasted up to 20 years. Social life, the study of science, the creation of something new, travel, testing and training games…

One day he was visited by his former tutor who offered him a test of a new generation, which aimed to steer the planet "Earth" in the right direction. Laurel agreed, and the masters entered him into the hypnotic phase, sealing the consciousness in the projection of his own Synergy.

Laurel found himself on a small planet called "Earth" in 2000 in the form of men 30 years.

Time in the real world was 500 times slower than in the projection, so 1 year in reality was 500 years spent in the simulation. Laurel couldn"t age, and if his «body» accidentally dies, he is reborn again, but in the beginning of the test.

He faced the task to populate the 30 planets with earthlings.

There were only two restrictions. 1) He could not use the Synergy. 2) He could not recreate the technology, only to wait until people will create them themselves. Anyway, it was not forbidden for the guy to «push» them to technological breakthroughs.

His first billion dollars Laurel earned on financial markets in the first year in this world, in 2001, thereby joining the board of major players.

By 2004, Laurel had bought out several major companies focused on innovative technologies, which had not yet been highly developed. This had already attracted the attention of some «significant» people, who immediately tried to take control of the newly appeared «tyc.o.o.n».

The game, where finance and influence rule the world, was very interesting for Laurel. Many attempts at him, schemes, tricks, traps and deceptions.... All such trials he had not just to face – quite a long time Laurel was forced to be engage in, to live, to breathe them. Aggressive capture of the market. Long fight lasting for a dozen years... Already in 2010th the influence of Laurel on the planet was very large. He possessed all the innovative corporations-giants that others could not cope with, he became the elite of the elite.

Thus, by 2012, he had rebooted the planet"s economy, erasing the ruling figures - higher families, oligarchs, billionaires and the ruling elite. These people were the cancer tumor of the planet, so as their interests often diverged, but greed and, sometimes, the absence of common sense, led to catastrophes, wars, genocides. The presidents were just p.a.w.ns in their hands. In one word – it was capitalism.

It would be a stupid idea to try to unite them – such people were able to cooperate only in the face of a common enemy, in other cases it was only a lie, profanity and manipulation aimed at personal benefit. Unfortunately, man is creature greedy for power and resources, which was the main problem. It could only be solved in cruel, radical and often inhumane ways. Laurel had to act in a tough and resolute manner, destroying cornered madmen who could do awful things. If a p.a.w.n had been killed, it was to come off the board, not bite stealthily.

By 2016, he became the sole ruler of the earth. However, he managed everything behind the scenes. The only thing that saddened him was that he couldn"t have children. What a defect. Well, to be interested in girls created by his own Synergy was as something a little hard to do because his own hand looked more real.

By 2020, a common financial network based on the "Blockchain" was created, in compare with which Forex was not worth mentioning. This made it possible to create a single electronic currency, from which monetary transaction could be removed from the system, and special computers would still find fans of bribes.

A little later he had to conduct a ma.s.sive campaign to bind the chips to the person. Even to the people who used to live in third world countries. The people discontented with such policy were grabbed for the most expensive, namely a threat to life. Ma.s.s riots lasted long, but the result was worth it. Chip could not be just pulled out – it was attached to vital blood vessels; in case it was forcibly removed, the carrier of the chip simply died. Thus, all kinds of currencies in metal or paper form successfully exhausted themselves, and the single currency had no compet.i.tors, and the power over it had possessed a single person. It was the ideal lever to control the world, financial flows, direction of development - Laurel was omnipotent.

Capitalism as the concept perfectly matched the information ruling over the ma.s.ses; it was completely destroyed, to be more precise, was replaced by its hybrid, where people were given s.p.a.ce to dominate, so they could fully show their animal desires, but were limited by a variety of restrictions.

It was possible to earn money, to use work of workers too, to receive some influence and the power, however there was a limit where there was a state-empire stands and further on no one would rise his own influence. In addition, the chips track everything... Fraud is detected at the planning stage, by a.n.a.lyzing the sound signals, the movement of fingers on the keyboard... And corruption in the sphere of transfer of money or property is impossible at all. State is everything, you are nothing before it. Everybody knew that. «It» privatized all the main niches, and people served as nuts, tiny, but integral to this well-established mechanism. And they were content with their role, because all their basic needs were met.

The big problem was the lack of brilliant people, but it was solved by cerebral sorting, where geniuses were identified in teen age, after which they could express themselves in areas to which they demonstrated their talents.

Global goal that previously was pursued by many elite - namely, a decrease in population or its control, exhausted itself yet in a short run.

People could not breed like rabbits, as there was a strict limit of chips. He blocked brain from getting pregnant if a person had more than two children.

The fight against drug addiction did not take much time, but smoking and alcoholism made Laurel suffer. Human body is extremely reluctant to abandon the usual and beloved poison. Overton"s window came to the rescue, but the whole process was excessively delayed.

Thus, by 2030, all the resources of the planet were used as economically as possible. Nature blossomed with new colors, the waters were cleared, the air itself became as if more transparent. The impact of human factors on the nature have been reduced to a minimum. Habits like everyday smoking or drinking, drug addiction were eliminated.

Science has long gone beyond reason. Quantum computers, artificial intelligence, biorobots, and more had become publicly available. Genius people and competent planning carried out by Laurel led the earth to the right direction.

However, things were not going so smoothly. Programmers in the real world had introduced special tests, in the liKyoness of natural disasters, intelligent opponents, dangerous meteorites, and so on. Laurel confronted all these cases, using all of humanity as their hands.

His goal for getting out the simulation was to occupy 30 planets, and that required great technology and a long, long time.

Only by 2978 all his plans were completed. The mission was accomplished.

He still looked 30 years old, never died, never got stuck in the projection - he coped with it.

When the simulation was over, all the information about these years flooded into his brain, which was the impetus for breakthrough of the Synergy into the rank of "Doctor of Sciences"(6). All the time pa.s.sed seemed like a realistic dream, a time that lasted either a moment, or eternity. The information received did not change his personality to a thousand-year-old sage, he remained the same teenager, but it had added wisdom to the solution of global world problems. And also to eliminate enemies with their games of mind, like it happened in chess.

The sixth area was the penultimate, as scientists estimated, because further a person became a creature going beyond the world. He had become a legend for everyone. But he didn"t think he had done anything special. Anyone with sufficient knowledge of economics, espionage, manipulation, and ma.s.s management would have been able to handle it. Some of the tests that provided by the masters required much more sophisticated methods of solving which wouldn"t stretch for almost 1000 years, which would make them trivial.

In the eyes of the masters the young man was very peculiar, emotional and with his own quirks. His psychotype was far from the concept of "cold-blooded genius», although, on the other hand, this did not prevent him from successfully coping with any task. And, as a result, he is a favourite of the Synergy.

{That lightning was the embodiment of the sealed Synergy of the Doctor of Sciences rank... I could rebuild my body, control the microinteractions of atoms, up to quarks, could change structures and matter, was able to give consciousness, transmit information to people, felt the universe entirely, but... Hadn"t I reached the Supreme mandate? Why are the last days of mine pa.s.s like in a fog? What was it? What happened during the 22 years period of my past life?} - his irritation mixed with bitterness. "To know a lot without knowing the main point."

Having finished with memories, Kyon finally snickered – once he was the Emperor of many planets, and now just a slave in the mine. How low he has fallen.

Leaving the stinging irony aside, he went to wash his face. He had to find my new supervisor. By some irony of fate, it was all the same lucky man, a constant witness of a strange rough and tumbles of the young man (by the way, his name was Va.s.sily – even after promotion him up to the rank of «boss» Kyon was honored to watch formation).

Coming to a shared living room, the guy quickly found his team and headed towards them. He joyfully winked Va.s.sily who nervously swallowed and got into the line. He spotted a scowling Bob and happy Mob with the taped hand at the checkpoint.

The supervisor was just physically unable to hold back a smile. Yesterday, after the incident, Martha, blus.h.i.+ng and embarra.s.sed, kissed him on his cheek. And then he was gone – love was flouris.h.i.+ng within his head and heart with riotous colors.

{As this is... Nice... Man of about forty, looks like a snotty teenager.} - Kyon smiled at his thoughts.

When the guy pa.s.sed Mob by, he even did not scruple to shake his hand and almost friendly pat on the back. The witnesses of this scene had their jaws dropped to the floor - was it the supervisor regularly despising and permanently hating ordinary slaves?…

Over the next 2 hours Kyon fulfilled the daily norm, which, again, drove to the shock of the other workers, and was about to leave.

The new supervisor, though, afraid of this strange boy to tremble in his knees, still decided to show firmness, so as not to lose any credibility from the very beginning:

«W-wait! The working day is not over yet!»

«I have fulfilled my norm, what else?» - quite rudely responded Kyon.

«N-no, it is not allowed to walk through the mine without a supervisor! It is punishable.» - the poor man stuttered, and then, having met narrowed glance of Kyon, he lost all his desire «to demonstrate who is the boss.» The man shuddered and involuntarily retreated a couple of steps, immediately shaking his hands in refusal of his words.

«I"ll be not far off.»

Kyon walked around a little on mine, then turned into a dead-end hallway and settled comfortably on more or less pure land, in order to practice the elements in peace and tranquillity. He began to mentally command his own soul, but nothing came of it. He stimulated all the motor neurons, and at some point, the keys spun. An ordinary person might need up to a month of practice to do this.

{Heh, like moving to a new part of the body, more precisely, nine parts of the body!}

Each turn of any of the 9 keys sucked a small flow of energy from the environment and sent it through channels to the soul itself. {Is that what it means to absorb neutral energy?}

The process itself was somewhat similar to the modeling of a s...o...b..ll to create a snowman. With each turn of the sphere-key, energy turned around it, which gradually moved through the channels into the soul.

Moreover, the rotation almost did not require concentration, absorption occurred almost automatically.

After experimenting for 40 minutes, Kyon found out that the keys had a strict boundary of the absorption rate, which could not be overcome, so, in order to quickly recover, it was necessary to have a large density of neutral energy in the s.p.a.ce around his area, and nothing else. It was written in the books that the currency of the external world - was the crystallized energy in the form of spheres. With its help, one could speed up the process of energy absorption to the maximum possible rate.

What concerns the 10th key, Kyon did not understand why, but it worked quite differently. It made no sense to rotate it, as the synergy was released only through willpower.

At some point, Kyon filled his soul with neutral energy to the top of his head. It felt like his whole soul was a ball filled with air. Now it turned out to be his own energy, working for him only.

Completely mastered the process of absorption of neutral energy, Kyon moved to its release. With a method of scientific search he found that if he rotated the key in the opposite direction, then the energy would be absorbed instead of being spent.

Turning the energy key energy back, Kyon felt as if the soul slowly flowing, something p.r.i.c.kly, slippery, but the consistency resembled steam.

As well as a fascinating feeling of slow devastation of the soul.