I am the God of Technology

Aisha only looked at Dante for a few more seconds and reluctantly tore her eyes away before going to call the others. This gave Dante time to breathe and wonder just what he did that made this woman feel this way.

He only spent a little time thinking about it before shrugging and taking his mind off it. What Aisha felt was not on his list of top ten concerns right now and once he actually did go through his list, he could then deal with this.

Soon, the group gathered before him, their hair messed up and their eyes full of unease and wariness. Aisha simply stood a short distance away from them, a confident smile on her face.

“I have come back after about a month as promised. It’s nice to see you guys have survived, but I no longer need you here as this island shall be my base from now on,” Dante stated plainly.

The faces of the people here changed greatly as fear surged into their hearts. They shared quick looks and realized that they all thought the same thing.

At the end of the day, here it was. Their decision to enjoy life was actually wise and they had honestly doubted their choices many times. But hearing what Dante said just now, it seemed that this was the end of the road for them.

Thinking of this, the fellow couldn’t help but sneak a glance at the smiling Aisha and wonder how she felt. She refused to partake in their debauchery as if she was holier than them, but now look. She was going to die with pent-up sexual tension!

Still, they were puzzled by her smile, but most took it as her being defiant and not wanting to be wrong even at the cusp of death. Before they could think further, Dante spoke.

“Now, what is going to happen is that all of you except Aisha will make a choice. Either I plant a method to prevent you from spilling the beans or you die.”

When they heard his words, they all froze. They stared at Dante stupidly, their brains failing to match their expectations with reality. Then, all the men rejoiced greatly as they finally had a chance to live and return to society, while the women became placid-faced.

The curvy infiltration girl was not too bothered, but the assassin girl had a terribly ugly expression. As for Luo Yue, her eyes became red and her entire body trembled as if she had contracted a disease.

Dante took in this sight and then glanced at the amused Aisha, realizing that in the end, life was truly the best teacher. Nothing short of a miracle could beat experience when it came to predicting the outcome of certain actions that follow a fixed trend.

“Right, I don’t have all day, make your choices,” Dante prompted them, not caring about their mental upheavals.

Killian stood forward immediately. “Send me back! You can even delete my memories if you want!”

Dante nodded and then checked the rest, who all agreed to the same thing. Only Aisha remained quiet while Luo Yue was completely pale and unmoving, as if she had fallen into a trance.

Dante took out a tiny spider-like bot from his quantum depository that he had bought a long time from Planet Etonia to deal with these fellows. He flicked a finger, sending those spiders into the ears of the fellows faster than they could react.

They panicked and grabbed their ears, but they soon shuddered like someone had electrocuted them before standing in place, their eyes dazed and lifeless. Aisha watched this happen with a hint of alarm on her face, taking a step away.

Dante casually controlled the spider-bots within their skulls using his AI chip, making them forget his face, his voice, and generally turning their memories of what he looked like into a messy blur. He then deleted the knowledge of this island, making them only remember that they had been on a deserted island somewhere, but not exactly where.

After doing so, he had them knocked out and laid out on the ground. He then turned to Aisha, who had been watching all of this occur with a strange expression, and then walked over to her.

Dante stretched his hand out, and a small test tube full of nanites appeared in his palm. He plugged it into Aisha’s neck and injected, the woman grimacing slightly in pain before gazing at him intensely.

Dante took the tube away and clapped his hands. “That is a subordinate AI chip. It can give you a fraction of my capability with technology, but everything you do has to be run through my own AI chip first.”

Aisha’s eyes became dazed as she noticed a screen appearing right in front of her. 𝒃𝒆𝙣𝒐𝒗𝙚𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝒎

[Greetings, user Aisha. You have been implanted with a black market AI chip of the lowest grade, meant for controlling subordinates. As such, you will not be registered in the user database, nor will you be granted a citizen ID.]

[As an introduction, your current model of AI chip is only as good as its user. The storage and computing power are based on your own brain power. However, this chip’s computing abilities have been greatly reduced and can only perform the most basic quantum tasks, even despite your brainpower.]

[Along with that, you will not have a connection to the Etranet without the permission of the main chip.]

[In times of emergency, your chip will take over your physical functions to ensure your survival at all costs.]

[There are some other functions that are being uploaded to your mind; you can ratify them at your own pace.]

Aisha marveled at the ability to receive information directly in her mind without having to read to understand like this, and she marveled even further at the capabilities of this chip, even with it being heavily limited like this.

However, she was also amused. Despite making her feelings obvious, Dante was sufficiently ruthless by implanting her with what was essentially a slave chip that could either terminate her or take over her body at any time, without even hesitating!

Heh, now that was cold. However, Aisha was not angry or miffed in the least, not due to her growing obsession, but because she would have damn well doubted if having feelings for such a foolish man was wise for her long-term survival.

Dante had to be at least this bit ruthless in order to reach the top. As an ex-mafiadonna, Aisha was qualified to say and think this. Dante’s action made her sigh with relief deep down, and she resolved to make herself attractive to him by offering her expertise in ‘administration’ and ‘human resources’.

First things first…

“Before you say it, I know what you want me to do. Implanting me like this right after controlling them means that you want to keep me on your side and don’t want them to know, right? I’m guessing that you’re going to give me some means to take them off this island and send them back to society, right?” Aisha asked with a smile.

Dante paused and nodded. “That is correct.”

Aisha shook her head. “That old bastard Ulysses would sniff out your base in seconds. I don’t know how much you’ve deleted from their minds, but he will use any and every clue to rationalize your location, down to the smallest bit.”

Aisha forked a finger over to the five. “He will cut them up and dissect them, having analysts check their urine, digestive tract, and even the pores of their skin to identify where they spent their time for almost one month.”

“All that weird shit on those detective shows about super level forensics may not be possible in reality, but The Pantheon can definitely achieve it.” Aisha lamented.

Dante listened silently and nodded. “What do you suggest then?”

“Kill them.” Aisha stated simply.

Dante blinked. “Kill them?”

“Kill them.” Aisha nodded.

Dante glanced at the seven of them and thought about it before glancing at Aisha. “Why?”

“It’s the easiest method and leaves no future troubles. They have no value to you dead or alive either way. However, them dead yields no future troubles while them alive has a slight possibility of future troubles.” Aisha explained calmly.

Dante looked her up and down. Truly a ruthless mafiadonna, she had probably killed more people than these seven people combined. As such, Dante smiled and gestured to the seven.

“I’ve granted your subordinate chip the right to connect to the spider-bots in their heads and detonate them. End their lives.”

PEW!

SPLOSH!

Their heads exploded the next second, sending blood and brain matter flying. Dante was speechless as Aisha hadn’t even spent some time to think about it before pulling the trigger the moment she was given the metaphorical gun.

Thinking about it, Beatrice was also kind of like this. Dante couldn’t help but wonder if Valeria was secretly some assassin or something while he wasn’t looking, but that was impossible, wasn’t it?