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    In the vast underground meeting room, the atmosphere had become electric. The echo of Mr. X''s last words still resonated in the room, like a shock wave whose scope no one could yet measure.

    Mr. X had spoken with his usual nonchalance, as if he had just announced a banal project. However, his announcement was anything but banal.

    He wanted to build a nuclear power plant.

    The silence lasted a fraction of a second before chaos set in.

    Exclamations rang out, some scientists sitting up abruptly from their seats, others exchanging stunned glances, seeking a rational explanation for what they had just heard.

    "This is a joke, right?" said a scientist with a salt-and-pepper beard, still frozen in shock.

    "Wait, wait..." Another raised his hand, as if trying to calm the wave of indignation. "You mean a power plant... here? At Macro? Run by you? You''re proficient in computers and mathematics, right? Since when have you been interested in physics and chemistry?"

    Mr. X stretched nonchalantly in his seat, a slight smile on his face, observing the storm raging around him.

    "You''re fast, I like that. Being proficient in one doesn''t preclude the other, right?"

    This answer only made things worse.

    "But... but that''s insane!" exclaimed Valeski, who had remained silent until then. "A nuclear power plant is not built on a whim! It''s a project that takes decades of research and infrastructure!"

    "And above all..." another intervened, "Macro has never had a nuclear program! How do you plan to obtain the necessary materials? Not to mention the technical expertise, the security protocols..."

    The uproar grew, and Lassen let it happen.

    He watched them, every reaction, every look of panic or excitement. He knew that a project of this magnitude could only be received like this: with a mixture of fascination and disbelief.

    Then, when he judged that they had debated enough among themselves, he simply raised his hand.

    Immediately, as if an invisible signal had just been given, silence fell again.

    All eyes turned to him.

    Because deep down, even if they still refused to admit it...

    They wanted to see how far this would go.

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    After Everyone Left

    After everyone had left to tour the facility, Lassen remained alone in the meeting room. He grabbed a random chair and dropped into it nonchalantly, crossing his arms behind his head.

    "System, remind me again why I have to bring them here?"

    In his mind, the response arrived quickly, accompanied by the usual sarcastic tone.

    [I''ll say it one more time,Macro needs nuclear experience. Otherwise, they''ll come running to you with every little issue. And you know what that means? Endless meetings. Administrative reports. Actual work.]

    Lassen sighed, closing his eyes for a moment.

    "Ugh... I can already hear it. ''Monsieur X, we have a problem.'' ''Monsieur X, the machine is making a weird noise...''" He straightened slightly, drumming his fingers on the table. "Alright. Fine. So what''s next?"

    [Next, your scientists need to start somewhere. And for that, they need solid foundations. They have to understand what they''re building, not just follow blueprints like mindless drones.]

    Lassen nodded, thoughtful. The system was right. Simply handing them the answers wouldn''t be enough. They needed to understand the principles, learn to manage reactors, anticipate complications. Macro had no expertise in nuclear technology, and he couldn''t just spoon-feed them everything.

    [Not to mention, the more independent they become, the less you''ll have to lift a finger in the future. And you know how important that is, huh, Mister-King-of-Laziness?]

    Lassen burst out laughing.

    "You know me too well. So, where do we start? A crash course in nuclear physics? You want me to be a professor now?"

    [No, that would be a disaster. I''ll provide educational materials,ultra-detailed documents, simulations, interactive models. And you''ll oversee the first trials. Think of it like a game. You just have to make sure they don''t die before they learn something.]

    Lassen raised an eyebrow.

    "Oh, great. So my job is just to stop them from blowing up. Love it."

    The system was silent for a moment before adding in a mockingly innocent tone:

    [...At least, not too quickly]

    Lassen shook his head with a smirk.