ORION'S MANSION - STUDY - 3:15 AM
Orion saved the computer design files. Sent the final transmission to the lab. Leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes.
The God's Core was done. Revolutionary computing architecture that would change everything. But his stomach was growling loud enough to be distracting.
He checked his phone. 3:17 AM.
When had he last eaten? Lunch yesterday. That was... fourteen hours ago.
"That explains the hunger," he muttered.
Orion stood up. His back was stiff from hours of sitting. He stretched, feeling his spine pop in several places. The cultivation kept him energized mentally, but his body still had basic needs.
He walked downstairs toward the kitchen. Found René already there.
The robot was preparing food on the counter. Grilled chicken. Steamed vegetables. Brown rice. A perfectly balanced meal.
"Good evening, Orion," René said without turning around. "You've been working for nine hours straight. I prepared a nutritious meal."
