Human Binary: The Unrivalled King of Technology

Hahaha!

Hearing the last statement, Emma laughed hysterically. At once, the pressure in the room dissolved into thin air. Watching how free Emma behaved. His heart relaxed, his tensed muscle free, his lungs let out the compressed turbid air it had incurred. A smile appeared on his face, chuckling with the young man. It was then that Vulture noticed that there wasn't any sound of battling around the mansion. Everything was totally silent. if not for the stench of blood ricking in the air. He would find it difficult to believe, there was a serious battle going on in his mansion a few minutes ago.

What the Heck!

This, he raised a brow but decided to ignore and enjoyed the rare peaceful moment. He joined Emma and laughed hysterically. Why did I say that word? He did not realize when he uttered that word. Maybe he already accepted his fate. 

After a couple of seconds of laughing. Both of them stopped laughing and looked at each other. There wasn't any pressure between them. In fact, they were closer like kindle brethren. Emma curled his lip and relaxed on the chair maintaining eye contact with Vulture. 

"Can I get a wine?"

Hmm?

The sudden request of wine stupefied Vulture. He squinted his brow for a few seconds before he stood up and with a large stride went to his wine cellar. It was barely a minute, Vulture returned with a bottle of wine in his hand. However, the way he held the bottle showed how precious the wine was to him. 

Taking a sip, Hmm! Emma nodded. "What a good wine. How old?"

Hearing Emma compliment, Vulture nodded and smiled. 'At least, I still have something that could get a compliment from you.' Clearing his throat. "40 years."

Hmm!

Emma raised his brow but remained quiet, enjoying the wine. One of the favorite things he enjoyed was good wine. Apart from developing groundbreaking technology and seeing people using it. He loves wine a lot. And something was oblivious to him. Battling. It gave him a thrill. 

 For gods knows when, the two enjoyed the wine in silence. The smell of sulfur and the thick stench of blood did not deter them from enjoying their wine. "Did you remember my face?" Emma took a sip and looked at Vulture through the wine cup.

Hmm.

Vulture tilts his head to the side, raising his brow. He thought for a couple of seconds and shook his head. "I don't remember."

"I see. Do you remember Mr. Thomason?"

Hmm. That name clicked in his brain. That name made them lose a lot of money and they are yet to recover from that loss. How could I not remember that name? He stared at Emma for a few seconds, comparing him to the Thomason in his head and his jaw dropped. Holy Moly.

 "You… You.."

Bang!

The door was kicked open and a young woman marched in with a large stride. Her hair was disheveled. Strands of hair are scattered over her face. Her black suit had dirt all over. However, she seems not to care. Her gaze was cold, flaring her nose, her vein pulses. She stopped in front of a person, glaring at him with a reddened face. At once, the room was in total silence. The wind failed to blow while everyone failed to let go of their breath, looking at what would happen.

"You…" She cleared her throat. "You said nothing will happen to me. But what about this." She picked the wine cup in front of her and threw it away, her breathing was erratic, her heart going up and down. She looked straight into his eyes, clenching her fist.

>>Let's see how you handle this. This will be fun.

Hearing this, Emma wondered what type of system did he have that found delight in his misery. But it was not the time to deal with Lily's shenanigans. 'What and learn how to deal with this. Stupid system.' He thought.

>>Are you cursing me?

Hmm! 

Emma rolled his eyes and ignored Lily. 'What the fuck. How did she know?'

Taking a deep breath, Emma stood up. "I…"

"Shut up!" She screamed, stomping her foot. "I don't want to hear your lame excuses." Tears hung at the edge of her eyes. "Do you know what I had to go through? Hmm?" She sniffed, her heart pounding. 

"I don't have any excuses. But to say I'm sorry." Emma looked into her eyes. 'I barely made it out alive where I went. En. Who am I going to cry…? That stupid system. No. Why is everything not fair with us men? He sighed.'

Lily wanted to slap some sense into someone. Ah. She sighed. Why didn't I have a hand?

Meanwhile, Vulture rolled his eyes when he heard Emma. Sighed. Boy, you still have a lot to learn. He shook his head, relaxing on the chair, taking quick with his eye brighten looking from Emma to Amanda. 'All I need is cheese.' Suddenly, his jaw dropped. Holy Moly. He choked, gasping for air while his wide eyes did leave Amanda's face.

'We screw up…. No…No. I screwed up.'

 The realization dawned on him when his brain processed what was happening. 'So, all this happens because we touch the reverse scale of the devil. Sighed. Who the fuck said that these kids did not have any powerful backing?' He rubbed his temple, sweating dripping from his forehead. 'I'm dead…. I should have treated her like a princess.'

Amanda gnashed her teeth when she heard this stupid boss of hers had no excuses for failing to protect her. She stumps her foot on the ground, glaring at Emma. "So…." Veins protruding from her forehead. She folded her hand across her chest, tapping her foot on the ground. "So you deliberately let me undergo such torment. Hmm." Her voice raised an octave from each word. "Everything was fun for you right?" She was screaming.

Seeing this, Emma's eyes widened, not understanding what the hell was going on in Amanda's head. 'You said I shouldn't tell you excuses. Then I follow your cue, no excuse. But this…' He was lost. Dealing with Amanda had been a pain in his ass. What should he do? 

"NO. NO. That's not what I mean." Emma tried to move closer to her. 

"If you dare, take another step. Then, forget."

Sighed. 'I need to take a crash course on women.' "Please, hear me out." Emma wanted to cry. He was the boss but why was he the one begging. He sighed inside.

"Hear what! I've heard enough." She was having a headache with this stupid boss.

Emma was at the end of his wit. He looked around and found Vulture. 'Humph. You dare sit there and enjoy the show. Hmm?' "What are you doing? Come here and explain yourself."

What!

Both Amanda and Vulture were flabbergasted. Amanda rolled her eyes and glared at Emma. 'What is he up to? Don't think you can escape without losing a piece of flesh.' Amanda had already forgiven Emma when she heard what he did from one of the Vulture's men that held her hostage. She couldn't believe it at first, but she heard the sound of bullets and the continuous explosions inside the mansion.

She realized what she meant to Emma. She was elated, a smile blossomed all over her face, her heart was beating rapidly, wanting to jump out of her chest. She did act under a lot of self-control. She wanted to hug him and tell him how happy she was. But she knew how conceited Emma was, so… But this...

Vulture blinked his eyes. He stared at Emma's cold eyes and his throat dried. 'What again. Don't include me in your love fight. I have enough on my plate.'

"Do you need me to call you again!?" Suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped to a considerable degree. The air stopped blowing, an unknown pressure came out of thin air. Amanda's eyes widened. She took a couple of steps back subconsciously, all the fake annoyance disappeared into thin air. Though she was not the one under the pressure, yet her back was drenched in cold sweats. 'What!'

Meanwhile, Vulture was trembling, he stood up with some difficulty. His leg had turned to jelly. 'Scary.' He wanted to escape from the devil's presence, but to where. 'if I did not say anything. Then, external rest…' He cleared his throat.

"Miss. It's not the young master's fault."

Hmm!

Amanda rolled her eyes. She looked at the most powerful person in Vulture trembling before her, loss for words. She gasped, her head became lightheaded. She quickly gave a nervous laugh. "I-I know what he did. You don't have to defend him."

Hearing this, Vulture really wanted to cry. Don't you get it? Your boyfriend is scary. If I don't talk, I'm as good as dead. No. no. I must not agree. "You don't understand. Young master is not available when we did all those things to you. But we regret doing it to you. As you may have known, two out of the three of us had died. So, you must understand, if he was around, how can he possibly allow that to happen. So, don't blame him, it us that you should pull the blame on. We're so, so, greedy to know that you're touch not." 

"I-"

"Please accept my sincere apology." Vulture gave a slight bow. 'I hope this saves my neck.'

Emma watches everything with a slight smile on his face. 'See… Everything was solved easily. Lily, learn from me.' The tense atmosphere disappeared into thin air. However, two people were yet to recover from their thoughts. Amanda couldn't wrap her head around what was happening. 'Is he that scary that a few words turn him to this?' She sighed and looked at the young man smiling lightly. What could she do? Originally, she was not annoyed. But she didn't expect things to turn out like this.

"I accept your apology," Amanda said in a low voice. She knew the fate of this man hung in Emma's hands.. She had nothing to do since the revenge was already in motion, but to play along.