Timothy headed back to his personal bedroom while Angela and his mother watched television from the living room.
He closed the door behind him as he entered and then jumped to the bed. He grabbed his bag, opened the zipper, and rummaged through his belongings until he found a pill bottle. He opened the lid and popped one pill and seconds later, he could feel his brain being upgraded again.
A cool rush spread through his head, like invisible gears turning faster than ever before. His thoughts sharpened, his focus narrowed. He would need his one hundred percent brain capacity to plan his future business.
After that, he pulled out his iPhone and began scrolling through articles and industry reports. Semiconductor manufacturing, GPU markets, fabrication plants—the screen was filled with charts, projections, and endless streams of technical jargon.
