Chapter 92: More Future PlansYes! Rufung was right—Go Big, or Go Home!

    "Boss, I propose we send out 50 teams instead of the 5 we have now. For now, these 50 teams will head out to get those on the list not brought in yet." Linty advised. Of course, once they hire more people, the numbers will keep increasing till they get what they want!

    "Okay," Gort agreed thoughtfully. "Instead of 50, let’s do 80.... Some seeds can only be found in the Amazon, others in the deserts.... We need them all, so sending 30 teams out will be best."

    They will be divided by Continent, each team heading off in a jiffy. Well, now that he thought about it more, there was still so much to do before the final Hour comes.

    "I want the teams organized with protection from our forces. I’ll give each of you 1 week to come up with these teams and dispatch them out."

    Gort paused. "The same goes for you, Tenten. Pick out teams and head out to get all sets of animals missing on the list. Now that we’ve acquired rights to have a ZOO, we must make good use of it, no?"

    Grains, food, animals... All these play a big part in ensuring the Planet’s revival.

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    Just like that, time trickled down swiftly, especially when everyone was focused on important matters. With all missions assigned, they took their leave. Gort was now alone, but not relaxed.

    He furrowed his brow, thinking of the future. There was so much to think of.

    Security, Infrastructure, Survival... you name it. Of course, some vital key matters can only be tackled towards the end of their safe period before the Floods come.

    Gort rose to his feet, making his way to his well secured Office space in an entirely line corner on its one. There were doors, layers and layers of security, including hives of giant spider nests disguised as peculiar ceiling art.

    The high ceilings along the way, created a sense of kindness, amplifying the beauty of simplicity.

    Artificial light streamed in from the rectangular linings on the walls. And as Gort moved, 3 normal sized spiders slithered down their webs to scan his appearance, movements, and other attributes.

    In such a vast space, if an ordinary spider swings near one, or even climbs on to their shoulders or the back of their clothes, they would hardly notice. However, after watching and assessing Gort for a while, their eyes lit up green in confirmation.

    Then, they vanished back into their nests to slumber.

    [ Identity Confirmed, Access Permitted. ]

    Reaching the final door that was incredibly thick and heavy like that of a vault’s, Gort placed his hand on the nearby scanner, completing it with facial recognition, voice, and retina scans.

    Who cares how many times your face was scanned?

    The spiders did their own facial scans, which were far different from the facial scan here. For the sake of security, so many things have been considered and modified by Gort.

    The good thing was that Gort wasn’t alone—In his private lab, the one called MOTHER, the mother of all AI he has created, was assisting him in modifying. It was like Iron Man asking Jarvis to do this and that.

    Stepping into his office, Gort slowly made his way to his chair. With a simple voice command in his part, the shutters opened and sunlight streamed through the windows. Sёarch* The N?vel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Gort sat and spun his seat, facing the floor to ceiling glass windows that overlooked the company and part of Geldhan village.

    ’So far, we can now regenerate our own food at alarming rates, and will be able to communicate despite the flood....’

    What should he start on next? While Gort was deep in thought, he saw the site of company trucks storming in.

    That’s it! Gort’s eyes lit up like stars.

    —Transportation.

    The future world has to have its own unique transportation. Don’t think Gort has forgotten the Anti gravitational knowledge the system had awarded him with.

    It’s just that he kept putting it aside, wanting to deal with VR matters first.

    ’For now, it’s best to start little.’ he analyzed. ’How about reinventing the Hoverboard?’

    Gort felt he should do just that. There’s no doubt that before the Flood comes, he would have invented a TRUE Flying Car.

    Understand that when the Flood comes, how do you expect them to keep drilling and refining oil for fuel and petrol?

    Don’t forget that the waters will also become contaminated by the strange alien meteor that is threatening to burst out.

    ’According to the system, the toxicity level will be incredibly high, lasting for hundreds and hundreds of years.’ Gort thought.

    Sure, they might be able to build special suits and even special machines that will pump oil out. But truthfully, they don’t have resources to waste. The cost of setting up such a thing and then pumping and feeding all of humanity’s vehicles fuel during that time.

    Resources will be scarce, and all metal is precious. Let’s be frank. He was sure he would be able to build an underwater refinery. But what’s the point in doing so?

    "The age of Exploration is coming..." Gort murmured.

    After the toxic substance merged with the waters, there’s no doubt that mutation will occur.

    Mutation is normal in history. From Cavemen to now, humans have also mutated. Prehistoric animals who survived the meteor hit, also mutated to what they are now.

    Sure, they became less cooler and smaller in size, but mutation is MUTATION. Plants, irrespective of the Floods and toxins, will definitely survive, as will some amphibian animals.

    Who knows what a crocodile will look like years from now? What about snakes?

    Those bastards might actually mutated to giant water beasts in the end. Well, the age of Exploration and retrieval will come.

    Don’t think they, humans, won’t try retrieving all metal scraps under the waters. They have to, because they need metal, minerals and other things for technological advancement!