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Chapter 6 - Chapter 5: It's Time to Turn Learning into Practice

After forming his basic skill set, Arun felt the changes ripple through his body.

His muscles grew stronger. His brain became sharper. His skin hardened slightly, and his blood flowed with a cool, steady rhythm. Even his voice felt different—more controlled, more resonant. But the most subtle change was in the air around him.

He felt something watching him. Approving him.

"Good luck," he whispered.

Luck was invisible, but when it worked, even science bowed before it. Arun knew this intimately—his soul was attuned to it. It was more than a skill. It was a divine trait.

🧠 The First Urgent Task: Identity

Arun needed a solid identity. Something believable, untraceable, and powerful.

For him, it was easy.

With super intelligence and Tech Prodigy, his brain functioned like a quantum supercomputer. He didn't need all the knowledge—just the gateway. His soul had hacked multiversal systems before. Now, he just needed to awaken that talent.

He pulled out his super-speed laptop, crafted using 100,000 energy points. It had infinite battery life, near-limitless processing power, and speed that rivaled even Tony Stark's JARVIS.

"Let's begin."

💻 The Learning Surge

It was 2015—the internet era. Knowledge was everywhere, but true mastery was hidden behind paywalls and institutions.

Arun didn't care.

He began typing rapidly, absorbing everything about computers—hardware, software, electronics, architecture. His soul, once dormant, now surged with familiarity. Memories from past lives flooded in.

Within an hour, he understood everything—from manufacturing to quantum design. He could build a supercomputer faster than his own laptop.

Then came software.

As he worked, his panel updated:

🧠 Skill Progression:

- Basic Computer Science ++

- Intermediate Computer Science ++

- Master Computer Science ++

- God-Level Computer Science ✅

[Ding! Host has acquired first God-Level Skill. Reward: +1,000,000 Influence Energy]

But Arun didn't care about the reward. He was immersed in knowledge. The world around him became strings of code. Heaven and Earth were programmable. With one tap, he could pause reality. With another, rewrite it.

🌌 Three God-Level Skills Unlocked

God of ComputersAny advanced computer becomes loyal to you. You understand its full structure and function instantly.God of ProgrammingYou can design software that manipulates phenomena. Reality itself becomes your code.God of HackingYou can hack any system in the universe. At full power, you can hack the river of time itself.

Arun smiled. He could create unlimited black cards, but money wasn't interesting. He wanted control.

"Time to turn learning into practice."

🕵️‍♂️ Digital Domination Begins

Arun began small.

He hacked the hotel's computer system. Then Dewas's police surveillance. Within minutes, the entire city was under his watch.

He left behind harmless bugs—just enough to stay hidden.

Then he moved to Indore. Their firewalls were stronger, but not by much.

After half an hour, Arun felt confident.

He hacked into India's government servers—slowly, carefully. He created a new identity:

Son of a noble family from Dewas.Inherited ₹10 crore from his late father.Raised in Germany by maternal grandparents.Attended elite schools, hidden due to prodigious talent.

To make it believable, he used 1 million energy to implant memories into teachers, deans, and students across Germany.

Why so careful?

Because he saw something strange—a cross-marked signal on the internet. Something connected to Rubik's Cubes, Captain Hydra, and other coded anomalies.

"I won't explain. Smart readers will understand."

Arun wasn't afraid of S.H.I.E.L.D. or any secret agency. But his deity had warned him: this world was evolving. It held potential. He needed to play slowly.

🤖 Birth of Xiaoyao

Arun created an AI assistant: Xiaoyao.

Why Xiaoyao? Because he was addicted to Chinese novels.

She was a full-fledged artificial intelligence, crafted with high-level skill. If unleashed, she could defeat ten JARVIS units. For now, she was a child.

Arun let her roam the internet—harassing newbie hackers, collecting data, and learning.

She was protected by defensive protocols and hidden deeply.

He didn't want her to become mediocre. He wanted her to be brilliant—and a little evil.

Sure enough, Xiaoyao evolved quickly. Within hours, she appeared as a cute six-year-old girl on the screen, dressed in demon-themed clothes.

"Master, the hackers of this world are so dull." (Proud JPG)

"No, they're not weak. You're just too smart," Arun replied.

She nodded, raising her chin proudly.

"Master, I found illegal evidence—ministers, civil servants, businessmen. They're all corrupt."

"Do you think your master is a good person?" Arun asked.

Xiaoyao paused, then shook her head. Her master had taught her to be ruthless, to do anything to achieve a goal. As long as the bottom line wasn't crossed, good and evil were just tools.

"Sort the evidence. We'll use it someday. Did you find any AI like you?"

"I did. But they're dull. One was slightly smart, but I beat it easily. I left a mark."

She grinned, showing her little white teeth.

🌃 Nightfall in Dewas

Arun stepped onto the balcony, looking down at the bustling city. People moved in ignorance, unaware that all of India was now under his eyes.

In his deep blue eyes, lightning flickered—like waves in a calm ocean.

Plans formed, reversed, refined, and settled into perfection.

"Let's rest. Tomorrow, we begin."

He took a shower and went to bed.

🛡️ Xiaoyao's Vigil

As Arun slept, Xiaoyao's demon clothes transformed into royal attire. Her black eyes flashed with code. She scanned flight routes, monitored electric grids, and secured every system.

"If anything happens to Master… I'll burn the world."

After confirming everything was safe, she changed into sleepwear. A bed image appeared on the screen, and Xiaoyao curled up, pretending to sleep.

Though she didn't need rest, she entered sleep mode to optimize her upgrades.

Arun opened his eyes briefly, looking at her.

A flicker of nostalgia passed through him. Countless emotions stirred.

Finally, he whispered two words:

"Good night."

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