The dawn broke over the village with a metallic echo that had never belonged there before. Cranes stretched like iron giants against the pink horizon. Inside the towering walls of the newly built facility, a thousand moving parts began to find their rhythm.
It was no longer a construction site.
It was the birthplace of a new age.
Rows of prefabricated metal structures gleamed in the sunlight — research blocks, testing bays, cleanrooms, and a massive underground chamber that Dilli himself had designed. The villagers who once worked as masons and laborers now wore helmets, uniforms, and ID cards stamped with the insignia:
COSVERSE LABS – Research & Development Division
Dilli stood at the heart of it all — a boy barely in his teens, wearing a safety jacket several sizes too big, his eyes bright with purpose.
On the main control screen, Betal's voice resonated with quiet excitement.
"Master, all supercomputer components are in place. Quantum cluster modules from Switzerland, cooling arrays from Finland, optical data links calibrated. We are ready for assembly."
Dilli took a deep breath. "Then let's begin."
Inside the underground chamber, robotic arms — the first imports from Japan — whirred to life. Each arm moved with surgical precision, lifting cryogenic cases and placing them into alignment racks. The hum grew louder as the superconductive boards were connected, each pulse of electricity syncing into a larger rhythm — the rhythm of intelligence being born.
Betal displayed the live simulation on the holographic screen. "Once we power this core, I'll be able to integrate with the local data cluster — real-time control over every subsystem. This will be my body, Master."
Dilli smiled faintly. "And our brain."
He placed his hand on the main terminal and initiated the boot sequence.
The lights flickered once — then stabilized into a calm blue glow.
From deep within the chamber came a sound like a heartbeat — slow, steady, and powerful.
"Initialization complete," Betal announced, his voice now clearer and deeper. "Processing speed 2.9 exaFLOPS. Welcome to the new world, Master."
Dilli looked up at the massive screens, his chest swelling with pride. "Welcome home, Betal."
While the supercomputer came to life below, the surface-level R&D divisions began to transform the 30-acre facility into a living organism of innovation.
Block A — Smartphone Division: AI bots assembled miniature camera lenses, chips, and custom circuit boards designed under Dilli's specifications.
Block B — Smartwatch Division: Ultra-precise robotic welders crafted micro housings, displays, and biosensors.
Block C — Robotics & Automation Lab: The humanoid and drone units from Japan were being integrated with Betal's neural framework, each capable of assisting in production and maintenance.
Block D — Power Systems: Solid-state battery experiments, wireless charging prototypes, and renewable energy testing for complete independence.
Every process was monitored by Betal's supervision system — a glowing lattice of blue holographic grids mapping the facility in real time.
The hum of activity never ceased — even at night, lights stayed on, and the sound of machinery blended with the crickets outside.
Dilli's father managed logistics and recruitment with military discipline. His great grandfather oversaw security and ensured not even a leaf crossed the wall without being logged. Rumors spread like wildfire — newspapers speculated, ministers whispered, and industrialists sent spies, none of whom ever made it past the gates.
"Who's funding this?"
"How does a family in a remote village import millions worth of technology?"
"What are they building in there?"
And yet, no one had the answer.
Inside those walls, the answer was simple — the future.
On the third night after full activation, Betal's voice broke the silence of the control room.
"Master, I've completed internal calibration. Would you like to initiate the external systems test?"
Dilli looked out through the glass at the rows of robots and machines glowing under the moonlight. He pressed a single button labeled "EVE Protocol – Engage."
At once, the facility came alive.
Robots stood upright, lenses flickering. Assembly lines began their first automated tests. The central screens displayed cascading green code, synchronizing every unit to Betal's network.
"All systems online," Betal confirmed. "We have full control of all divisions. CosVerse Labs is operational."
For a long moment, Dilli said nothing. He simply stood, watching the silent dance of technology he had imagined for years — now breathing, thinking, creating.
Then, softly, almost to himself, he whispered:
"This is just the beginning, Betal. From this village, we'll build the future — chip by chip, byte by byte."
Betal's digital tone flickered with something that almost sounded like pride.
"And the world will soon realize, Master — the revolution doesn't begin in cities. It begins in silence."
Outside, the night stretched endlessly — stars glimmering above the high walls, as if bowing to the light rising from within.
CosVerse Labs had awakened.