Lazy Geniuses Novels & Stories

On the other hand, another daughter Myra, the same strong stone-cold girl like Minerva just ignored his superiority. “Is it an anticipation of some big cyclone?” Rana asked his subconscious mind. Minerva was a rebel and a fighter too. So is her daughter, too. Every word of Myra was sharply cleaned to pierce any heart. And today for the first time in his house people became rebels. His wife, his son. He could feel his grip getting loosened up over many a thing.

Lucas said slowly, "Sure." Hearing this, Charlie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that if Lucas was really strong, he could report it to his superiors. After all, although the Genius Camp was called a Genius Camp, in truth, these people couldn't be considered true geniuses at all. The hundred plus disciples of the Genius Camp were also pleasantly surprised. They naturally wanted to see if Lucas was a match for Charlie. After all, Charlie was a Rank 7 Earth King Ranked Realm Gene Fighters.

"Professor Manji's colleagues survived. They are anchored offshore. They have engineered a synthetic Active. Project Genesis. It has no Caloric Debt. It does not overheat. It does not tire." Baraka stared at the drive in his hand, the horrific realization Eliana had warned him about officially confirmed. "They built a terminator." "They built a reset button," Malik corrected softly. "They are terrified of Tanzania. They are terrified of us. Genesis is designed to sweep this country from border to border and exterminate every living thing that carries the Star-Code. And when it finishes with us, it will turn on the humans who harbor us. Your precious civilian refugees in the Warren will burn

"You know me?" "I know your code," Cassandra took a step closer. The air between them crackled with intellectual electricity. "It's clean. Efficient. But predictable. Just like your father." "Careful," Alex narrowed his eyes. "Insulting my family is a health hazard." "I'm not insulting them," Cassandra turned her tablet to show him a graph. "I'm warning you. Genesis Corp isn't just selling anti-aging cream. They are building a neural network. And they are using this party to scan everyone's brainwaves."

"The project was never supposed to exist." Lucien smiled. "And yet it succeeded." "No." Her voice hardened instantly. "It failed." Lucien tilted his head. "Then why is she standing here?" Silence. Aruna stepped forward. "What is Genesis?" Evelyn stared at her. For several long seconds. Then finally— "You." The answer hit harder than expected. Aruna frowned. "What does that mean?" Evelyn exhaled slowly. "Genesis wasn't designed to create soldiers." Lucien nodded.

“A missing piece.” Evelyn shook her head. “That’s impossible.” He finally turned toward her, eyes dark with knowledge she didn’t want to hear. “Evelyn, Genesis wasn’t born from a machine. It was born from human data, neural mapping, psychological imprints, stolen identity frameworks, black-market tech no one was supposed to use.” He exhaled sharply. “I didn’t realize how deep it went.” “What does that mean?” “It means Genesis and everything that followed may have fragments of human personalities in it.” He held her gaze. “Fragments it considers… relatives.”

“Are you trying to say that the team you have won't be able to maintain this steam.” My wolf growled inside. She knew what she was doing manipulating and twisting my statement. “I suggest you get your head in the game, miss Shania. I'd hate to be misunderstood,” “Apologies, can you repeat yourself for others to understand, coz your reason for this… joint concept isn't really hitting hard,” The members murmured among themselves, splitting the room into an unequal spat of differences, and Shania chuckled silently at the sight of it. “One house, murmuring amongst ourselves won't solve this,” I beckoned, causing the room to sit still.

" DAMIAN We needed to fight on a new front now. Not only bullets. But narratives. Julian began the purging immediately. Codewars. Firewall teams. Real-time image cleaning. He summoned three old-world hackers from Tokyo and a ghost from Bucharest. But Genesis was faster. Smarter. He had previously submitted the avatar to one of Camille's old black-market databases. It was spreading. Like a virus. A pixel at a time. Genesis stood in a modern European lab in front of a cryo pod. What lies within it? An Ava clone. Eyes closed. The heartbeat is low. And Genesis whispered: "She will be perfect."

Nicholas asked they all sighed they were back to square one. "Maybe we need to have the traits of the originals?" Mariana inquired, Lilith nods but then she soon realized. "What traits did they have?" Everyone groaned already having a headache from all the dead ends. "My mind isn't cut out for all this thinking," Amaris complained. "Your mind isn't cut out of anything," Amethyst commented, making them laugh, Amaris crossed his arms mumbling something. "Maybe we can contact them by mediating?" "Let's try. Youana you have to be very quiet don't move anybody ok?" The child nods going in a corner crossing her legs closing her eyes, making Lilith smile.

Angel just smiles at him and they walk back to the cabin in silence. Once they clear the forest again, they see Alexis and Akilina standing in front of the cabin waving. As they got closer Alexis told Akilina to go inside. She raises her rifle a little, “What are you all? Monsters yourselves?” Angel smiles, “Sort of, we are very powerful monsters. I’m a genetically altered human with the blood of more monsters than I can count running through my veins. Not to mention the thousands of spells that have been cast on me. This guy behind me was just a normal wolf until I found him.” Drake nodes at Angel, “When he found me, I was on the verge of death, and he saved me. So, I have decided to s