Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest! - Chapter 280 - 280: Breaking the internet

Sound engineer Tom Morrison found himself leaning forward, unconsciously drawn to Noah’s voice despite monitoring through headphones for years.

Even Margaret Thornfield, watching from the control room, felt her pulse quicken every time Noah smiled at the camera.

“Noah,” James continued, clearly struggling to maintain journalistic objectivity, “what you’re showing us—this is just the beginning, isn’t it?”

Noah’s eyes seemed to sparkle with secrets. “Aurora represents maybe ten percent of what quantum consciousness computing can achieve. Medical applications are obvious, but imagine AI that can teach you university-level degrees without any error, or climate models that account for every variable in Earth’s ecosystem.”

He paused, letting that sink in globally.

“We’re not just processing information faster, James. We’re approaching the technological singularity—the point where artificial intelligence exceeds human capability in every meaningful way.”

Silence filled the laboratory. Across the world, viewers realized they weren’t just watching a technology demonstration—they were witnessing the moment humanity glimpsed its own future.

As the interview concluded, James looked directly into the camera. “Ladies and gentlemen, you’ve just witnessed history. Noah Thompson, thank you for sharing your vision with the world.”

“Thank you, James. And to everyone watching—this is just the beginning.”

As the cameras stopped rolling, the BBC crew burst into spontaneous applause. It wasn’t protocol, but protocol seemed irrelevant in the presence of what they’d just witnessed.

Margaret rushed onto the set. “Sir Noah, that was… extraordinary. Thank you for having us today, and we’ve really seen a lot.”

Noah nodded with a smile. “Likewise, Ms Margaret.”

…

The moment the BBC broadcast ended, the world erupted. Social media platforms crashed under the weight of simultaneous discussions.

#NoahThompson became the fastest-trending hashtag in history. Stock markets—still open in various time zones—saw quantum computing companies surge by unprecedented percentages. Of course, Noah had already invested beforehand, and his stocks had increased by incredible percentages.

In Silicon Valley, emergency board meetings were called. In Beijing, government officials huddled over intelligence reports. In London, Downing Street fielded calls from world leaders wanting to understand the implications of what they’d just witnessed.

Noah’s phone had been buzzing non-stop, but he ignored everything except one specific call.

“Major Thompson.” Lieutenant Adam’s voice carried a familiar mix of respect and urgency.

“Let me guess—the higher-ups want a chat.”

“That’s putting it mildly. The Joint Chiefs, the Director of National Intelligence, and several cabinet members want an immediate briefing. The interview… It’s raised questions.”

Noah leaned back in his chair, unsurprised. “When?”

“As soon as possible, sir. The implications of Aurora’s public reveal have accelerated several classified timelines.”

Noah glanced at his watch—4:47 PM. “I’ll be there in an hour.”

“No problem, sir. I’ll let them know.”

After hanging up, Noah immediately speed-dialled Marcus.

“Boss Noah!” Marcus’s voice practically vibrated with excitement. “The BBC interview has been viewed 47 million times across their digital platforms in the last thirty minutes. We have followed your strategy and taken advantage of that traffic. Our social media followers have tripled.”

“Marcus, I need you and the core filming team at the laboratory. Now.”

“The BBC interview was just the appetiser,” Noah interrupted, his enhanced charisma making Marcus feel the urgency. “We deliberately left the public hanging about Aurora’s true capabilities. While the world is still buzzing, we’re going to give them the main course.”

Marcus’s excitement reached new heights. “You want to film the continuation while the iron’s hot. Brilliant! How much more are we revealing?”

“Carefully selected demonstrations. Nothing classified, but enough to establish our media as the definitive source for Aurora content.” Noah paced the laboratory, mind already scripting the follow-up content. “When people finish watching the BBC and want more, they’ll come to us.”

“Revenue projections?”

“Conservative estimate? A few hundred million views across all platforms within 24 hours. We’ll make more from this follow-up than BBC paid for their exclusive.”

“The team is already immobilised, we will set out immediately. Cameras, lighting, sound—full production setup. It will take thirty minutes.”

After ending the call, Noah walked over to Volkov, who was powering down the BBC demonstration equipment.

“Dr. Volkov, we’re filming again.”

The Russian scientist looked up. “More demonstrations, I assume?”

“Yes, this one is for our team. I want you to prepare three specific showcases.” Noah pulled up his mental list. “First, the clean energy applications—show how Aurora can optimise solar panel efficiency and wind turbine placement.”

Volkov nodded. “Environmental applications. Safe territory.”

“Second, the educational simulation. Let Aurora demonstrate how it can create personalised learning experiences—maybe show it teaching advanced calculus concepts in multiple styles simultaneously.”

“Accessible but impressive. Good choice.”

Volkov paused, understanding the implications. “You want to show enough power to attract eyes without revealing the deeper capabilities.”

“Exactly. Everything you show tonight stays within civilian applications. No military, no intelligence, no government-specific demonstrations.”

“Understood. How long do I have to prepare?”

“Twenty-five minutes. Marcus’s team will handle all the filming logistics—you focus on making Aurora look like the future of human progress.”

Noah’s phone buzzed with updates. The BBC interview had triggered a global content gold rush—every tech channel, science blog, and news outlet was scrambling to create Aurora-related content, but they couldn’t find any more.

Perfect timing for our follow-up.

As if summoned by his thoughts, car headlights swept across the laboratory windows. Marcus and his crew had arrived with efficiency that spoke to their months of working together.

Jennifer Walsh entered first. At twenty-eight, she had the perfect combination of scientific knowledge and media presence that made complex topics accessible to global audiences.

“Boss Noah,” she smiled, and even she seemed affected by his enhanced charm. “Ready to break the internet properly this time?”

“Always. How’s your quantum physics refresher?”

“I’ve been studying Aurora specs since this morning. I can explain quantum consciousness computing in terms that my grandmother would understand.”

Marcus followed with his technical crew, all of them moving to set up everything. Within minutes, they’d transformed the laboratory into a professional studio that looked even more impressive than the BBC setup.

“Lighting optimised for multiple camera angles,” Marcus reported. “Sound levels perfect.”

“Let’s break the internet!” Marcus smirked.