Rapid progress

Christopher grumbles, dismantling everything aside from the taps and pipes. He mumbles, everything moving smoothly. Compared to the typical hell he goes through in prepping this stuff.

The lack of problems concerning "isn't this an aggressive world." He sighs. Strolling home, he reaches the apartment complex, entering the structure, looking around, confused.

'๐‘พ๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’†'๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’“๐’๐’”?' he thinks, moving towards the livingroom Aria Laying across Akame watching house. M.D of all things.

He shrugs. "What did you girls do for the day? Just sit there and watch TV." the 2 look towards him before they nod. He sighs.

Walking to the washroom. After getting a new pair of clothing he walks out 15 minutes later, moving to the livingroom and picking Aria up and sitting down. She groans before laying over them both.

and turning her attention back to watching the show before dozing off in Akame's Soft pillow like thighs, Akame leans her head onto Christopher.

A low snore escapes her mouth, the soft padding against him straining. '๐’˜๐’‰๐’š ๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’”๐’ ๐’”๐’๐’‡๐’•?' he groans before making a clone to lock the doors and close any windows.

He narrows his eyes, he thinks carefully '๐‘พ๐’† ๐’”๐’†๐’†๐’Ž ๐’•๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’‰๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’‘๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’•๐’š ๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’ˆ๐’†๐’•๐’” ๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’“๐’†๐’† ๐’๐’‡ ๐’–๐’” ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’“.'

Christopher nods '๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’๐’๐’„๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’Š๐’”๐’'๐’• ๐’†๐’™๐’‚๐’„๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐‘จ๐’…๐’‚๐’๐’‚.' he thinks being on the other side of the world "since she in japan and we're in Canada we need to expand into Europe as fast as possible. He whispers."

Lifting the 2 of them up, he seats them in their rooms before resting back on the couch. After forming paper and a Clipboard he brainstorms his ideas.

Drawing out entire system codes and schematics for the central hexagram A.I. system specifically dealing with the first line of defense the keeps.

The central A.I core requires much larger computers for coding processes of the true branching network, styling the keeps in an infinite firewall. He programs in additional Defense The Measure including a virtual firewall for mass swarm viruses.

he thinks of making an internal dimension of purely Code defense, "that would throw off the primers Considerable the arrival still years away though."

He mutters, continuing to write out systems and how they work together. He eventually decides on making an internal dimension "to convert code into virtual entities."

He plans out the styles of guards and other things using 10% of Thurlein's processing and 25% of his own. A cube is formed beside him. "I also need to find a spot nobody would look for this cube that houses the virtual world."

he shrugs it off, planning another conversion factor "maybe turning it into a game that shoes 3% of the total world allowing factions to form inside it."

he nods and draws going through several pages he forms from thin air, his head perks up the handle on the door clattering and shaking,

He gets up, setting the board down before using the other locks on the door. Christopher looks through the peak hole. He looks at what the agent wearing.

'๐‘ณ๐’๐’๐’Œ๐’” ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’‹๐’–๐’Ž๐’‘ ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’๐’š' the plain shirt and jeans, "looks like a completely normal individuals." He turns away, resting back on the couch. Before continuing to write out ideas, the man outside nods to another person.

And leaves the area, standing at the corner. "We know somebody in there since the door wasn't locked when the GHQ-USS branch was done with it," 1 says to the other

They whispered to each other. Christopher finishes his idea and hides the clipboard. He waits till the morning, attempting to get up from the couch. Feeling weight on him, he opens his eyes, Akame stirs, having woken up in the middle of the night and move to snuggle with him.

"huh didn't I put you in the bedroom," Christopher asks lowly, Akame pouting. "How do I sleep without you?" She whispers, her lip dry.

He sighs "alright I'll make breakfast." He says Groaning, as he sits up letting blood flow before moving to the kitchen, cooking it up Aria Stumbles into the dining room before sitting down wanting to eat.

Christopher Sets out the plates, before he looks at the girls. "If you're not going out, lock the doors." he said, the girls confused. "I don't need you eradicating an entire government organization." He states.

They finally get it. "Ah, you saw some last night, didn't you?" Akame asks, Christopher nodding in response "ya they tried to get in but the doors were locked,"

He moves all the locks away, exiting the structure before shutting the door behind him, tilting his head as a bullet flying past him, hammering through the door. "In broad daylight, too."

He ignores the shot fixing the door before walking towards the stairs, practically toying with the shots taken by the sniper. "Silences to, huh? They really want to kill us."

He saunters away from the apartment complex and continues walking, well avoiding shots. Once he reaches the main road, the shots stop.

Speed walking to the building, he arrives, seeing both the Gas engineers and Plumbers pulling out a different clipboard. He brings over the gas engineers,

"Theres 6 gasket lines here. I need them cut and capped, he pass the clipboard to them, before looking at the plumber, "the water system needs to be rerouted out of the place. I'm planning an internet company."

The Plumbers nod. "were you want the water rerouted too?" he shows the schematic showing it in a smaller corner with the eraser of the pen. "If possible, I'd like a few to be routed to here,"

he hands it off to the plumber acknowledging it they move to get to work the equipment brought in "going to cost me a fortune to pay for this stuff," he mumbles looking at the 30K in his savings account "surprised it hasn't been frozen yet."

He leaves for a bank to get a new account made. Christopher gets everything ready. He moves all the money to the account. The clerk notes it down.

Ready to trigger the alarm system "Ah great, I got enough to pay the plumbers and gas engineers." He says out loud, covering his mouth. "Ah sorry about that little giddy,"

The clerk nods, smiling, her caution going down '๐‘ฏ๐’†'๐’” ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’‚ ๐’“๐’๐’ƒ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“ ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’….' her eyes broaden "Why, I immediately assume he was one." She mutters out loud,

Christopher snickers after leaving '๐‘ฎ๐’๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’‘๐’–๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’.'