Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!

After sorting out the filming logistics and ensuring Marcus understood the content direction, Noah checked his watch. Time to face the military hierarchy.

"Marcus, you have everything you need. I want the first video uploaded within two hours, the second by midnight, and the educational demonstration ready for tomorrow morning."

"Got it."

The drive to the secure facility took forty minutes through London's late-evening traffic. Noah's Lykan drew the usual stares, but tonight felt different. The Aurora broadcast had made his face recognizable to millions. Even in the underground parking garage, security personnel looked at him with recognition.

Lieutenant Adam waited at the elevator bank, looking more tense than usual.

"Major Noah," Adam greeted him with a slight smile that didn't reach his eyes. "They're... eager to hear from you."

"Worried?"

"Let's say tonight's broadcast raised some eyebrows at the highest levels." Adam's tone carried warning as they descended twelve floors. "Aurora's public capabilities are impressive enough. They're concerned about what you didn't show."

The briefing room held more stars and suits than Noah had ever seen in one place. General Hayes sat at the head of the table, flanked by the Director of National Intelligence, two cabinet ministers, and several faces Noah didn't recognize but whose bearing screamed "classified operations."

"Major Thompson." General Hayes stood, extending his hand. "Quite a performance tonight."

"Thank you, sir. I trust the demonstration met expectations?"

"It exceeded them. Perhaps by too much." The Director of Intelligence leaned forward. "Mr. Thompson, your BBC interview has triggered responses from seventeen foreign intelligence agencies. Aurora's apparent capabilities have shifted global power calculations overnight."

One of the cabinet ministers spoke up. "The Chinese Ministry of State Security issued a formal statement calling Aurora 'a destabilising technology requiring international oversight.' The Russians are also demanding UN intervention."

Noah remained calm. "Anticipated reactions, sir. Aurora's public face was designed to project strength while concealing true capabilities."

"Which brings us to our primary concern," Hayes continued. "What you showed tonight represents what percentage of Aurora's actual functionality?"

"Approximately eight percent, sir."

Silence fell over the room. Eight percent had revolutionized global understanding of quantum computing possibilities.

"The remaining ninety-two percent?" the Director asked.

Noah reached into his portfolio, withdrawing a sealed document case. "Complete technical specifications, implementation protocols, and strategic applications for Aurora's classified capabilities."

He placed it on the table like a chess master revealing checkmate.

General Hayes opened the case, his expression shifting as he scanned the contents. After several minutes, he looked up with something approaching awe.

"Gentlemen...." Hayes passed documents to his colleagues. "Real-time decryption of any existing encryption standard. Predictive modeling for human behavior at individual and population levels. Surveillance capabilities that make current systems look like toys from the stone age."

The cabinet minister who'd seemed skeptical earlier now stared at Noah with new respect. "Mr. Thompson, these capabilities... they ensure British technological supremacy for the next century."

"That was the goal, sir."

"And the security protocols?"

"Quantum-encrypted using Aurora itself. Even if the technology were stolen, activation requires biometric authentication that cannot be duplicated or bypassed."

The Director of Intelligence smiled for the first time all evening. "So Aurora protects itself from Aurora."

"Exactly, sir."

Hayes stood, and the entire room followed suit. "Major Thompson, on behalf of Her Majesty's Government, thank you. Your contribution to national security cannot be overstated."

"Especially with current tensions regarding the russians," another official added. "Aurora gives us significant advantages in intelligence gathering and strategic planning."

One by one, the officials shook Noah's hand, their gratitude genuine. What had started as a concerned interrogation had become a celebration of British technological superiority.

As the meeting concluded, Adam walked Noah back to the elevator.

"That went better than expected," Adam observed.

"They needed reassurance that I hadn't compromised national security. Now they understand Aurora makes us untouchable."

"The Russians won't give up easily."

Noah's smile was sharp. "Let them try. Aurora sees them coming before they know they're moving."

Back in the Lykan, driving through London's midnight streets, Noah felt the satisfaction of another perfect calculation.

Noah allowed himself a small smirk.

Although he was definitely aligned with his country's military and wanted them to grow stronger, that was only to prepare himself for the throne. Naturally, he didn't give them the true and powerful technology of Aurora. He had just given them the tip of the iceberg.

The public thought what they'd seen was the full technology. The military believed they'd received the complete specifications. But in reality, only he possessed Aurora's true capabilities.

What he'd shown the BBC was perhaps twenty percent of Aurora's civilian applications. What he'd given the military represented maybe fifteen percent of its total functionality. The remaining percentage, the world-altering capabilities that could reshape human civilisation, remained locked in systems only Noah could access.

His phone buzzed with notifications from Marcus. The follow-up video was being edited and would be uploaded shortly, pending his approval.

For such a massive release, Noah couldn't afford any mistakes. Every frame, every revelation, every carefully chosen demonstration had to be perfect. He was the final arbiter of what the world would see.

The traffic lights painted the Lykan's interior in shifting colors as Noah navigated through Birmingham. His reflection in the side mirror showed the same young face that had grabbed the global attention hours earlier, but behind those eyes lay calculations spanning decades.

His secure phone buzzed. Marcus, right on schedule.

"Video ready for your review, boss. Ten minutes of pure gold that's going to melt the internet."

Noah pulled into his mansion and opened the encrypted file Marcus had sent. The video was masterfully edited—Jennifer's presentation was flawless, Volkov's demonstrations were compelling, and the production quality exceeded anything traditional media could produce.

The content progression was perfect: environmental optimisation that would appeal to climate activists, educational applications that would excite parents and teachers, and economic modelling that would have investors salivating. Each segment built on the last, creating a narrative of Aurora as humanity's salvation.

Exactly what the world needs to see.

Noah typed his response: "Good to go."