My Ultimate Sign-in System Made Me Invincible - Chapter 435 Liam's Friends' Shock At Lucy

Chapter 435  Liam’s Friends’ Shock At Lucy

The docking platform that the spacecraft landed on, descended into the Lunar Base Sanctuary’s massive bay area.

The bay was enormous. High ceilings stretched overhead, and the walls were lined with equipment bays, maintenance rigs, and storage units. The air inside was breathable, as there’s atmosphere.

“Mag boots on before we descend,” Liam said, reaching for a pair, and wore it.

His friends followed his lead without question, strapping the boots on with varying degrees of speed. Matt had his on in seconds.

The boarding platform lowered them into the bay, and the moment their boots made contact with the floor, they felt the subtle magnetic pull engaging. Walking felt slightly heavier than normal, each step requiring a deliberate lift, but it was manageable.

What wasn’t manageable was the scale of everything around them.

The bay alone was larger than most sports stadiums. Equipment they couldn’t name lined the walls. The spacecraft they’d just exited looked almost modest sitting in the middle of it all.

“The ceiling,” Harper said, looking up. “How tall is that?”

“Tall enough,” Liam replied simply.

They were still processing the environment when Stacy touched Liam’s arm. “Liam. Who is that?”

He followed her gaze.

Standing about twenty meters away, hands clasped in front of her, was a young woman. She looked no older than any of them. Her attire was professional, a fitted office blazer over a simple blouse, tailored trousers, and shoes that somehow looked completely appropriate despite the lunar surface existing just beyond the bay walls. Her posture was straight without being rigid, and she watched their approach with calm, dark eyes.

She was, without question, one of the most beautiful people any of them had ever seen.

The group slowed instinctively.

Liam’s friends’ brains kicked into overdrive. The questions came rapid-fire in their heads. Who was she? How old was she? What was she doing here, on the moon, alone, dressed like she was walking into a board meeting?

Matt opened his mouth, already forming what was certainly going to be an embarrassingly enthusiastic greeting, but he didn’t get the chance.

The young woman’s gaze shifted to Liam, and she gave a small, graceful bow.

“Welcome back, Master.”

The words were warm and genuine.

Liam smiled and he spread his arms.

Lucy didn’t hesitate. She crossed the remaining distance and hugged him, her arms wrapping around him tightly. Liam returned the embrace without ceremony, one hand resting briefly on her hair.

His friends stood frozen.

Liam turned to them, one arm still loosely around Lucy’s shoulders as she stepped back to his side.

“Everyone,” he said, “this is Lucy.”

He paused, looking at each of their faces.

“She’s my first creation. An AGI. The actual mind behind everything Nova Technologies has ever built or announced.”

The silence that followed was different from the silence of space. That silence had been peaceful. This one had weight.

Matt’s half-formed greeting died somewhere in his throat.

Alex stared. He was usually quick to process new information, but his expression had gone completely still.

Kristopher, the most composed of the group, blinked multiple, as his brain tried to process what he just heard.

Lana’s eyes moved slowly from Liam to Lucy and back again.

Elise said nothing. Her mouth pressed into a thin line as she worked through the implications in real time.

Stacy was the first to find her voice. “She’s… an AI?”

“An AGI,” Liam clarified. “Artificial General Intelligence. Not a program running on preset responses. She thinks, reasons, learns, and creates independently.”

“She built everything?” Harper asked. “The spacecraft. The exosuit. This base.”

“Designed and engineered all of it, yes.”

“And the Lucid system?” Kristopher asked, his voice measured.

“She came before Lucid,” Liam said. “I built Lucy first. Lucid came after.”

That landed harder than anything else he’d said.

They had spent months, like the rest of the world, trying to figure out the source of Nova Technologies’ impossible capabilities. The working theory among all of them, discussed across late nights and group chats and long phone calls, was that Liam had access to something through his family. Some hidden network of extraordinarily gifted individuals. A secret research division. Something human and explicable, however extraordinary.

But not this. An AGI. A genuine one. Built by their friend. Who was their age. Standing in front of them on the moon.

Matt finally spoke. His voice had lost its usual volume entirely.

“Liam,” he said. “How.”

It wasn’t really a question. It was the only word that covered everything he was trying to ask at once.

“That’s a longer conversation,” Liam replied. “One I’ll have with all of you. But not today.”

Several of them nodded. They understood instinctively that the answer existed somewhere beyond what they were currently equipped to absorb.

Their attention drifted back to Lucy.

They studied her the way people look at something they’re trying to categorize, careful and systematic. They were searching for the tell, for the thing that would confirm what their minds were struggling to accept.

Lucy stood under their scrutiny with complete calm, her expression patient and unbothered.

There was nothing. There was no seam and no mechanical component visible anywhere. Her skin had texture. Her hair moved when she turned her head. Her eyes shifted with the kind of natural variation that human eyes have, slight, constant, alive.

If they had passed her on the street, not one of them would have looked twice. She would have registered as a remarkably beautiful young woman and nothing more.

That realization settled over the group slowly, and when it landed fully, it produced something close to unease.

Liam watched his friends’ faces cycle through the full range of responses. Shock into confusion into the kind of deep, unsettled curiosity.

He let them sit with it. Rushing them through it would only produce surface-level understanding.

After a moment, Lucy’s attention moved across the group with the same unhurried calm she’d maintained since they landed. Her gaze touched each face briefly before settling into a general, open expression.

She gave a small, warm smile.

“Welcome to the Lunar Base Sanctuary,” she said. “I’m glad you’re here.”

Liam’s friends looked at each other. Then back at Lucy.

Matt exhaled slowly through his nose. He ran a hand through his hair. He opened his mouth, closed it, and then tried again.

“Okay,” he said finally. “I have about a thousand questions.”

Lucy tilted her head slightly. “I know,” she said. “I’ll answer all of them.”

Matt stared at her for a second. Then, despite everything, the corner of his mouth pulled into a grin. “Yeah,” he said. “I think I like you already.”

“I can see that, already. But please don’t fall for me,” Lucy smiled.

The group laughed. It broke the tension cleanly, and the bay filled briefly with the sound of the laugh.

Liam smiled, watching them.

“Come on,” he said, stepping forward. “Let’s show you the rest.”