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Intergalactic conquest with an AI

Rex was an ordinary salaryman, resigned to a dull life of monotony in a towering megacity. But his world shatters when he's conscripted by Nexum Dynamics, a ruthless megacorporation, and thrust into a brutal war for a barren, alien world. The planet holds unimaginable riches, but it’s also swarming with the Krhyssari, an insectoid race that dominates the surface with their hive-mind precision and relentless aggression. Amid the carnage, Rex had an extraordinary encounter with Cleo, an ancient AI, a survivor of a long-extinct civilization. Cleo isn't just an artificial intelligence; she’s a consciousness imbued with memories of her people's interstellar empire and equipped with advanced bio-nanotechnology. Offering Rex a new purpose and unmatched power, she transforms his fragile human body into a hybrid of living metal and flesh, making him the ultimate weapon. But Cleo is more than a tool of war. As she journeys alongside Rex, her cold, logical algorithms evolve, shaped by his humanity. Together, they form a bond that transcends the boundaries of man and machine, discovering love in the midst of chaos. As Rex and Cleo fight for survival, they uncover a shared ambition, to rise as intergalactic overlords, uniting or conquering the galaxy. New chapters everyday at 13 p.m. [GMT+8 time]

Shazorwy · Sci-fi
Not enough ratings
171 Chs

Casino night. (2)

Darius grinned, clearly pleased that Rex was taking the bait. He made an exaggerated gesture, as if revealing some great treasure.

"This is a casino, my friend! Naturally, the prize is credits. But not just any credits; the champion takes 50% of all the bets placed on their match. Depending on the crowd and the stakes, that can add up to a lot of money."

Rex's interest was piqued, though he wasn't entirely convinced. "And what are the rules?"

Darius clasped his hands together, leaning in slightly. "Simple! You fight in a series of matches against the arena's most dangerous opponents. Each match gets progressively harder, of course, and you must win to advance. Lose, and, well, that's the end of the road."

He chuckled, though the humor in his voice felt forced. "But someone as capable-looking as you shouldn't have a problem. So, what do you say? Interested?"