A palpable wave of unease rippled across the three CEOs' faces.The Seer had just confirmed it: his next broadcast would reveal the precise locations of the impending cataclysms.
The thought of millions—perhaps billions—seeing their cities or regions marked for destruction, hearing their fate delivered by this enigmatic entity, was a chilling prospect that transcended their corporate responsibilities.
Kim Joon-ho felt a cold knot tighten in his stomach.His company, AudioCraft, was built on precision and sound.
But the sound he imagined now was the wail of humanity facing inevitable doom.The sheer audacity of the Seer—not just to know such events, but to broadcast their exact coordinates to the world—was a level of control that left him breathless.
He pictured screens across Korea, Japan, and Europe showing maps of America and China, highlighting regions of impending devastation.The panic... it would be apocalyptic.
Evelyn Reed, though maintaining her composure, felt a shiver trace down her spine.The volcanic eruption was personal; it concerned her own country.
Her mind, usually agile in problem-solving, was momentarily overwhelmed by the humanitarian nightmare her nation was about to face—openly revealed to the world by the Seer.
The burden of this knowledge, before it was even publicly released, weighed heavily.She could already hear the cries for immediate, impossible evacuations.
Chen Guang's jaw tightened imperceptibly.His national pride, though shaken by the Silent Hunter incident, was now facing an even greater indignity.
For a foreign entity to pinpoint a disaster within China's borders—and then reveal it to the entire world—was an unprecedented humiliation.
The complexities of managing domestic unrest, forced migrations, and international scrutiny would be immense.The Seer was indeed playing God—not just with nature, but with nations.
The Seer's masked gaze remained fixed on them, as if observing the internal tremors his revelation had caused.His voice, however, remained utterly calm, moving swiftly from global implications to the immediate task at hand.
"The specifics of these events will be delivered with clarity and precision during the upcoming global address," the Seer stated, his tone brooking no further discussion on that topic.
He then pivoted back to their mandate, his focus unwavering."Now, considering the comprehensive support I have outlined—financial compensation for all additional costs, the full integration of the HOPE AI into your systems for unparalleled efficiency, and my direct coordination with governments for material sourcing and global transportation facilitation—is there anything else you require?"
"Any further concerns I can address that would impede your immediate and total commitment to this production?"
He paused, allowing the gravity of his words to settle.His request was no longer a question but a confirmation of their readiness.
"HOPE is already active within your secured networks, ready to streamline your material procurement and production pipelines.I will communicate with the identified governments for your raw material needs within the hour."
"Global logistical cooperation will be compelled during my next broadcast."
His gaze seemed to sharpen, landing on each CEO in turn, demanding a response."Therefore, considering all variables now accounted for, when can you commence full-scale manufacturing of the Babel Protocol devices?"
The silence that descended was absolute.The question hung in the air—a direct challenge.
It was the ultimate test of their submission, their capability, and their acceptance of the Seer's new reality.
Their shared glance now was one of shared predicament—a wordless acknowledgment that defiance was no longer an option.
The time for deliberation was over.The time for action, under the Seer's absolute command, had arrived.
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The silence in the virtual meeting room stretched for a moment.It was punctuated only by the faint hum of their devices.
The Seer's question—"When can you commence full-scale manufacturing of the Babel Protocol devices?"—hung in the air, demanding a unified, actionable response.
The three CEOs exchanged a quick, silent glance.A rapid, unspoken negotiation of their shared predicament and strategy.
It was Evelyn Reed, ever the clear communicator, who took the lead.Her voice was professional, but still carried a hint of the surreal.
"Mr. Seer, if I may speak for the collective on this initial assessment..."
The Seer's masked head gave a subtle, almost imperceptible nod.
"Thank you. Regarding the integration of the Babel Protocol software itself," Evelyn continued, "as you have graciously provided the complete package, the software integration into our existing earbud hardware platforms should not pose a significant time challenge."
"Our teams are capable of rapid deployment on that front."
Kim Joon-ho, from AudioCraft, interjected—his technical expertise coming to the fore."However, Mr. Seer, while the software integration is swift, the mandate for universal accessibility and seamless translation across all devices implies the need for certain additional hardware components."
"Enhancements for universal compatibility—perhaps advanced audio processing units or specific micro-transceiver arrays—would be required beyond our standard high-end earphone designs."
"These additions will inherently increase the per-unit manufacturing cost of our current premium models."
Chen Guang of NexTronic, the pragmatist of the group, then weighed in.His voice was firm.
"Our primary challenge, therefore, becomes the drastic price reduction to meet your requirement for global affordability."
"While your generous offer to cover additional costs alleviates our financial burden, the underlying manufacturing cost must be driven down to the lowest possible point for true universal market entry."
"We understand you've integrated HOPE AI to assist with this process."
Evelyn picked up the thread once more."As we have not yet had the opportunity to fully assess the capabilities of the HOPE AI within our proprietary systems for such extreme cost optimization, we cannot provide an exact timeline for achieving the desired manufacturing cost per unit."
"This process of re-engineering for maximum affordability will be critical and may require iterative adjustments."
She then delivered their collective, cautious estimate."However, regarding the commencement of initial manufacturing—meaning, getting the lines ready to produce the first units with the integrated software and necessary hardware additions—we believe we can realistically be ready to begin full-scale production within seven days."
Evelyn elaborated, "The price reduction optimization, leveraging HOPE AI, will be an ongoing, parallel effort that we will continuously update you on."
"Our focus in these initial seven days will be on production readiness and setting up the initial run of compliant devices."
They finished their statement, looking to the Seer, who listened impassively.The estimate was firm, yet acknowledged the crucial, uncharted territory of extreme cost reduction through AI optimization.
The Seer's masked face remained impassive as the three CEOs concluded their assessment.They had offered their cautious yet firm seven-day timeline for production readiness.
He processed their insights—the collective expertise of humanity's foremost electronics manufacturers—with an almost imperceptible internal shift.
"Good," the Seer finally stated.His voice resonated with quiet finality.
"Your timelines are noted and accepted. You may commence your work immediately."
His masked gaze seemed to deepen—a silent command passing between the screen and the CEOs.
"My end of this compact begins now.I will initiate communications with the identified governments to ensure the provision of all necessary raw materials, as fast as humanly and logistically possible."
"Anticipate direct coordination from HOPE AI regarding specific material streams and logistical conduits."
The Seer offered no further words.His image remained on screen for only a few more seconds—a silent, absolute presence.
Then, with a flicker, the four-way connection severed.The three CEOs were once again staring at their own stunned reflections, and the now-blank screen where the Seer had been.
The meeting was over.The mandate was clear.
Their companies—and indeed their lives—had irrevocably shifted onto the Seer's formidable timeline.