Cosmic Editor

Chapter 32  New Edit

He had seen his fair share of naked and half naked women on the internet and in real life, even if he had yet to do it but he had never been as aroused as he was at the moment.

For some reason, his heart beat faster than it normally did. His bulge naturally grew bigger in response to her dressing, but unlike with all he had seen before this, his eyes didn't reflect lust; rather, she could still see the love she saw in his eyes yesterday.

"You can't keep it to yourself, can you?" Fadila asked

"Not while you're here, no."

"Fine, but we aren't doing the main thing until I get proper protection... We're still too young to become parents," Fadila said with a smile as she took the lead this time.

Soon the two were on the couch and interlocked like two warring snakes. Their lips never leaving sight of each other, but their hands went places, they should never be in the first place.

[It's about time; you readers pick your bibles and read.]

While the two fought, Nous began to compile a list of industries David could look into that would benefit him during and after the event.

***

Standing outside his home, David could be seen in a white shirt and trouser as he stood and watched a group of men offload box after box from a large truck.

Standing beside him was a man in regular clothes but he had a reflective jacket on as though to notify that he was in-charge

"Do you need any help setting them up, it's only about six thousand naira more," the man asked

"Don't worry, but still take the extra for your efforts," David said as he signed the document handed to him and handed over his debit card.

"Ah Oga, thank you oo" the man said as he quickly took the debit card and swiped n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Several seconds later, a total sum of twenty-six thousand naira exited his account. Normally this would be a reason for him to fight someone since he wouldn't normally have such an amount just lying around.

However now he had so much money that he wasn't even thinking about it. To purchase what was in the boxes, he had spent a total of six million Naira. To be wealthy was a blessing.

"Okay then, sir we're going" the man said as he and his boys got into their vehicle

"Okay take care" David replied as he stood and watched.

He would normally be running to both open and close the gates, but it was automated, so he didn't bother. A few minutes later, they drove off his property as David turned to the most important part of this whole event.

"How do we take them down to where they are needed?" David asked

He definitely couldn't lift the massive boxes alone talk more of taking them into the underground mountain space, Nous had created for them.

[Don't worry yourself with that; it's about time you start your training.] Nous said as the now familiar shadow appeared

"Well, Fadila isn't here so suit yourself," David said as he immediately followed after the Shadow

As soon as he left, several spider-like robots began pouring out of the house as they gathered around the boxes. Drilling their way into the ground underneath the boxes, they attached themselves to the boxes and slowly but surely lifted them up.

With that, all twelve boxes were lifted off the ground and soon taken their end destination. Meanwhile, David could be seen running around the compound while following every action made by the shadow.

Two laps in, and David realized just how big his new home actually was. Knowing that this was just a warmup, he did his best to conserve his strength.

Just like he predicted, after a few more minutes, the shadow stopped as it began the usual weird movements that were the main workout.

Seeing it begin, David steeled his heart and immediately followed. The new environment allowed for more room to use while training, and the shadow utilized them.

As for Fadila, he wasn't too worried about her; she had left after their deed in the morning. Unlike him, whose work was entirely online, she still had a job that required her physical presence.

Several minutes later, David was lying on the ground, completely tired. It was as though Nous had increased the intensity of the entire training routine. There were new positions to mimic.

Each movement was made quickly and in quick succession of the other, not giving him much time to think, so all he could do was follow along like a robot on shadow mode.

"Nous, will the training keep getting harder?" David asked as he tried to recover his strength

[The purpose of such a routine is simply to always ensure that you get stronger, no matter how much progress you have made.] Nous replied

"But isn't this too much? I could barely finish the regular one without collapsing, and you already increased it," David complained, despite knowing that it was all falling on deaf ears.

A few minutes passed, and David finally summoned enough strength to wobble his way into the house. His entire body was aching; his legs felt as though they weren't a part of him and could fall off easily.

[Sir, the Servers have all been setup and connected to my systems.] Nous announced

"That's good, I'll be there soon... let me just get some food" David replied as he wobbled into the kitchen

As usual, there was already food waiting for him, so David immediately took it off the counter and sat on the kitchen floor to eat.

[Sir, that is unhygienic.] Nous said

"Unhygienic wetin... Abeg leave me" David replied as he began stuffing his face

Only God knew how Nous had created the workout routine. He could swear that he had eaten before stepping out to receive the package and begin his training.

However, after the training, it was as though he was sharing his stomach with a black hole. He couldn't complain much though; Nous always prepares all he would need after each training.

A few minutes later, David could be seen leaning on the kitchen cabinet, breathing heavily, as several sighs of relief were heard.

He felt as though he finally managed to satisfy the black hole inside him, and now his stomach was too full for him to even move.

"Nous, I think you need to cut back on the extreme training a little," David requested

[For your own sake, sir, that would be impossible... Editors are known to be powerful, elegant and majestic in all, but you are neither of the above.] Nous replied without skipping a beat

"Okay, you don't need to insult me to tell me that I am weak... That's what I get for asking," David complained as he stood up

If he had known that Nous would be such a slave driver, he wouldn't have created her. Truthfully, he wasn't seeing much difference between his past self and the current him

Well, apart the removal of all the excess fat, there wasn't much. Even the appearance change could be achieved if he involved himself in some sort of intense labor for more than a week.

He would say that the training was useless, but it was developed by an omniscient being. There was no way that it could be useless; he knew it wasn't, but there had been no evidence of change lately.

Standing up from his spot, David immediately sorted out the plates. No matter how much he complained about the training routine, he knew clearly that it was still beneficial to him.

"By the way, when is this girl returning?" David asked

[Four in the evening, you simply have to be done with all you are doing before that time] Nous answered

"Okay then, let's go" David replied as he walked straight to the elevator in the house.

It was the only quick access to the floors below, the other being the stairs but that would take forever to get to his destination.

As soon as he entered the elevator, it quickly activated taking him down to his intended location. As soon as the elevator door opened, David was introduced into a large room.

As soon as he entered, the first thing he saw were giant box like devices. They were exactly twelve of them as he had purchased, and all were placed and completely set up. All of them were the servers he intended to edit.

…

Editable Object: IBM power S1024

Description:

A high-performance rack server which delivers 2.5 times more performers per core than x86-based server. Possessing 64 cores, 8 terabytes of memory and 32 PCle Gen4 slots….

….

"I don't understand all the jargons on this thing, but I am assuming, that means that it is on the higher end of things, right?" David asked as he inspected the servers in the room.

[Yes, it is… Still wondering why needed to buy the best on the market when you will still need to edit it] Nous said.