October 17, 2005
10:47 AM
Blue Bird Orphanage Library
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The donor visit unfolded with practiced choreography.
Je-hoon watched from the second-floor window as the black Mercedes disgorged its occupants: a woman in a tailored wool coat, a man with the polished sheen of inherited wealth, and between them, a girl in a navy dress with white collar.
๐ผ๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐จ๐๐จ:
ยท ๐๐ค๐ฉ๐๐๐ง: ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ค๐ค๐ฃ-๐๐ช๐ฃ๐, 38, ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ช๐ฅ ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐จ๐จ
ยท ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ง: ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ค๐ค๐ฃ-๐๐ค, 42, ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ช๐ฅ
ยท ๐ฟ๐๐ช๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ง: ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ค๐ค-๐๐๐, 9
ยท ๐๐๐๐ช๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ก: 2 (๐๐ก๐ค๐จ๐ ๐ง๐๐ฃ๐๐, ๐๐๐จ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ)
ยท ๐๐๐๐๐: 2 ๐ฅ๐๐ค๐ฉ๐ค๐๐ง๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ง๐จ, ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐ช๐ก๐๐ 15 ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ช๐ฉ๐๐จ
Director Kim greeted them with the bowing enthusiasm of a man whose funding depended on this moment. Cameras flashed. The girlโSoo-jaeโstood perfectly still, a polite smile fixed in place. But Je-hoon saw what the cameras missed:
๐๐๐๐ง๐ค-๐๐ญ๐ฅ๐ง๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐จ๐๐จ:
ยท ๐๐ฎ๐๐จ ๐จ๐๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ค๐ฃ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฉ (๐๐ช๐ง๐๐ค๐จ๐๐ฉ๐ฎ)
ยท ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ง๐จ ๐ข๐๐๐ง๐ค-๐ฉ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ (๐ง๐๐จ๐ฉ๐ก๐๐จ๐จ๐ฃ๐๐จ๐จ)
ยท ๐ฝ๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ฃ ๐๐ง๐ง๐๐๐ช๐ก๐๐ง (๐๐ค๐ง๐๐๐ค๐ข)
She was performing. Like him.
Interesting.
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๐๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ข๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ: ๐๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ง๐ค๐๐๐ก๐. ๐๐ค ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐. ๐๐๐จ๐ -๐ง๐๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ ๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐ค ๐ช๐ฃ๐๐๐ซ๐ค๐ง๐๐๐ก๐.
Je-hoon turned from the window. The library was his scheduled locationโMonday mornings he reshelved books while other children did group activities. A small privilege earned through perfect behavior.
The library was a single room with sagging shelves, donated books in various states of decay, and one corner with decent natural light. That corner contained the science and mathematics section. His territory.
He began reshelving, hands moving with new precision. ZEO cataloged each book as he touched it:
ยท Advanced Calculus, 1978 edition: Pages 112-114 missing
ยท Introduction to Organic Chemistry: Marginal notes useful (former medical student)
ยท The Feynman Lectures: Volume 1 only, spine cracked
He was aligning volume 2 of a physics set when the door opened.
Not Director Kim. Not a staff member.
Park Soo-jae slipped inside alone.
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๐ผ๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐จ๐๐จ: ๐๐จ๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ข ๐จ๐๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ. ๐๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐จ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ช๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐๐จ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฎ: ๐ก๐ค๐ฌ. ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ช๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ก ๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐๐ก: 8-12 ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ช๐ฉ๐๐จ.
She stood just inside the door, taking in the room. Her eyes passed over himโjust another orphan boy doing choresโthen settled on the shelves. She moved toward the literature section, fingers trailing over spines.
Je-hoon continued working. No sudden movements. No eye contact. Standard orphan behavior: be invisible.
But he observed. ZEO recorded:
ยท Gait: Balanced, ballet training (3+ years)
ยท Posture: Corrected (reminders from etiquette coach)
ยท Breathing pattern: Relaxed now (away from performance context)
ยท Focal points: French literature section (interest genuine)
She pulled out a volume of Victor Hugo in the original French. Opened it. A small smile touched her lipsโdifferent from the camera smile. Softer.
She read for exactly two minutes, then sighed. Returned the book. Looked around again. This time her eyes lingered on his corner. On the physics texts.
She approached.
"These are advanced," she said, her voice clear, educated. Not condescending. Observational.
Je-hoon kept his eyes on the shelf. "Some are."
"You read them?"
"When there's time."
A pause. He could feel her studying him. The orphan uniform versus the physics textbooks. The contradiction intrigued her.
"Which is your favorite?" she asked.
Je-hoon considered. ๐ผ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ง ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐จ: 1) ๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ก๐ ๐๐ค๐ค๐ (๐ช๐ฃ๐๐๐ง๐จ๐๐ก๐ก), 2) ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐ฃ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ง (๐ง๐๐จ๐ ), 3) ๐๐๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ.
He chose honesty. "The Feynman Lectures. Even with only volume one."
Her eyebrows lifted slightly. "You understand them?"
"Parts."
She reached past himโnot too close, respecting spaceโand pulled out the battered volume. Flipped to a random page: diagrams of quantum probability amplitudes.
"This?" she pointed.
Je-hoon glanced. "The path integral formulation. All possible paths a particle can take contribute to its quantum behavior."
He said it matter-of-factly. Like commenting on weather.
Soo-jae stared at him. Then at the page. Then back at him.
"You're ten," she said.
"Approximately."
"Orphans don'tโ" She stopped herself. Recalibrated. "How?"
Je-hoon finally met her eyes. They were brown, intelligent, curious. Not pitying. "Books don't care who reads them."
A voice called from the hallway: "Soo-jae-ah? Where did you go?"
She didn't move. Kept looking at him. Something in her expression shiftedโthe performance mask fell away completely, replaced by genuine curiosity.
"Come back next month," she said quietly, quickly. "Same time. I'll bring better coffee than the instant they serve here."
Then she was gone, slipping out like she'd entered.
The library door clicked shut.
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๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐จ๐๐จ:
ยท ๐๐ฃ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐: ๐๐๐ง๐จ
ยท ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ฉ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐ก: ๐๐๐ฃ๐ช๐๐ฃ๐ (87% ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐)
ยท ๐๐๐จ๐ ๐๐จ๐จ๐๐จ๐จ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฉ: ๐๐ค๐ฌ (๐ฃ๐ค ๐ข๐๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐)
ยท ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐-๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ข ๐ฅ๐ค๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐๐ก: ๐๐ค๐จ๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐
Je-hoon returned to shelving. His hands didn't shake. His breathing remained even.
But something had changed.
A connection point established.
She wants better coffee, he thought. Interesting priority.
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๐๐ค๐ง๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐. ๐๐๐ญ๐ฉ ๐ฅ๐๐๐จ๐: ๐๐๐๐ค๐ค๐ก.
The walk to public elementary took 24 minutes along the route ZEO optimized. Je-hoon moved at a consistent 1.4 meters per second, minimizing energy expenditure while maintaining schedule.
School was an exercise in patience. Fourth-grade curriculum moved at glacial pace compared to his current processing speed. While the teacher explained single-digit multiplication, Je-hoon used ZEO to:
1. Memorize the classroom's 38 textbooks (front to back)
2. Analyze the structural weaknesses in the building (post-1980s construction, seismic rating suboptimal)
3. Calculate the exact nutritional deficit in his lunch (protein -12g, calcium -300mg)
4. Plan his evening study sequence (chemistry โ programming basics โ medical terminology)
The teacher, Mrs. Lee, noticed his distraction.
"Kim Je-hoon," she called. "Problem seven on the board."
The class turned. Orphan Boy being tested. Some snickers.
Je-hoon stood. Walked to the board. The problem was: "If a train leaves Seoul at 9:00 AM traveling 80 km/h, and another leaves Busan at 10:00 AM traveling 100 km/h toward Seoul, the distance being 400 km, when do they meet?"
He picked up the chalk.
๐ผ๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐จ๐๐จ: ๐๐๐ข๐ช๐ก๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐๐ค๐ช๐จ ๐๐ฆ๐ช๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐จ. ๐๐ค๐ก๐ช๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐๐ฉ๐: 3. ๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐๐ก: ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ ๐จ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐.
He wrote:
Relative speed = 80 + 100 = 180 km/h
Distance traveled by first train in 1 hour = 80 km
Remaining distance = 400 - 80 = 320 km
Time to meet = 320 / 180 = 1.777... hours = 1 hour 46 minutes 40 seconds
Meeting time = 11:46:40 AM
He added the unit conversions for completeness. The work took 11 seconds.
Mrs. Lee stared. The class was silent.
"That's... correct," she said slowly. "But we haven't taught relative speed yet."
Je-hoon placed the chalk neatly in the tray. "I read ahead."
He returned to his seat. The whispers began.
๐ผ๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐จ๐๐จ: ๐๐ค๐๐๐๐ก ๐ง๐๐จ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ง๐๐๐จ๐๐. '๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ช๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐ฅ๐๐๐ฃ' ๐ฃ๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ค๐ข๐ข๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ: ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ก ๐ข๐๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฃ๐๐ญ๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ง๐๐๐ช๐๐ ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ.
He nodded imperceptibly. Noted.
The school day ended at 2:30. Most children rushed to play. Je-hoon walked to the public library instead.
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15:17, Seoul Public Library Branch #3
The library was his true classroom. While ZEO could absorb information from any text instantly, the physical act of reading provided cover. A ten-year-old staring into space for hours drew attention. A ten-year-old reading books did not.
Today's targets:
1. Basic Programming (C Language) - for understanding system logic
2. Human Anatomy (Illustrated) - foundation for medical knowledge
3. Economics Principles - to understand capital flows
He selected a carrel in the back corner. Opened the programming book.
๐ผ๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ ๐ข๐๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ฎ...
The knowledge flowed in. Syntax, logic structures, memory management, algorithms. Within minutes, he understood C at university sophomore level. He closed the book, moved to anatomy.
A hand touched his shoulder.
Je-hoon didn't startle. ZEO had detected the approach 8.3 seconds earlier.
"Reading grown-up books again?"
It was Choi Min-soo, 12, from the orphanage. Bigger, stronger, with the particular cruelty of those who feel powerless seeking weaker targets.
๐ผ๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐จ๐๐จ: ๐๐๐ฃ-๐จ๐ค๐ค ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ - ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ (94%), ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐ค๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ง๐๐ง๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ข๐๐ฉ (6%). ๐๐ช๐จ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐จ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐๐ฉ๐๐จ ๐ฅ๐๐ฎ๐จ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ง๐ค๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐ก๐๐ ๐๐ก๐ฎ.
Je-hoon turned slowly. Made eye contact. Said nothing.
"Give me your permit," Min-soo demanded. "I want to use the computer room."
The library permitted two hours of computer time weekly per child. Je-hoon's time was tomorrow.
๐พ๐๐ก๐๐ช๐ก๐๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ง๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ค๐ฃ๐จ๐ ๐จ๐๐ฆ๐ช๐๐ฃ๐๐...
๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ 1: ๐พ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ก๐ฎ (๐ง๐๐จ๐ : ๐ง๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ค๐ง๐๐๐จ ๐ฅ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ฃ)
๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ 2: ๐๐๐๐ช๐จ๐ (๐ง๐๐จ๐ : ๐ฅ๐๐ฎ๐จ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐จ๐๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ)
๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ 3: ๐๐๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ (๐ค๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐๐ก)
Je-hoon's expression remained calm. "The librarian is watching," he said quietly. "Section 3, camera angle covers this carrel. Your record already has one strike for fighting."
Min-soo blinked. Glanced toward the front desk. The librarian was indeed looking their way.
"You're lying," he muttered, but uncertainty crept in.
"Check for yourself," Je-hoon said. "But if you get banned, Director Kim will assign you toilet cleaning for a month. Again."
A memory surfaced in Min-soo's faceโlast month's punishment, the smell, the humiliation. He backed off.
"This isn't over," he mumbled, retreating.
Je-hoon returned to his book. The confrontation lasted 23 seconds. Energy expenditure minimal.
๐ฟ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐ก๐ค๐๐๐๐: ๐พ๐๐ค๐ ๐๐๐ฃ-๐จ๐ค๐ค - ๐ฅ๐ง๐๐๐๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ช๐ก๐ก๐ฎ. ๐๐๐ญ๐ฉ ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ง๐ค๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐๐ฉ๐๐: 5-7 ๐๐๐ฎ๐จ. ๐๐ง๐๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ค๐ช๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ข๐๐๐จ๐ช๐ง๐๐จ.
He read anatomy for another hour. Memorized the muscular system, circulatory pathways, neural layouts. ZEO integrated the knowledge, cross-referencing with chemistry data from this morning. The human body became another system to understand, optimize.
At 5:30 PM, he began the walk back to the orphanage. The evening streets of Seoul were shifting from day to night, office workers heading home, shopkeepers preparing for dinner crowds.
Je-hoon walked at his optimized pace, but today, he observed differently. ZEO's passive scan processed the environment:
ยท Street vendor (tteokbokki): Profit margin 32%, daily revenue approx. โฉ180,000
ยท Office worker (late 30s): Stress indicators elevated, pre-hypertensive
ยท Real estate office window: Listing prices per pyeong, neighborhood trends
ยท Coffee shop: 14 customers, average spend โฉ4,200, machine efficiency 78%
Capitalism in motion. A system with rules. Rules could be learned, then utilized.
He paused at a crosswalk. Next to him, a businessman spoke on his phone:
"...futures dipped but recovered before closing. The 200-day moving average held..."
Futures. Moving averages. Financial terminology. Je-hoon filed it away. Another domain to master.
The orphanage gates appeared ahead. Dinner in 18 minutes. Then study hours. Then lights out.
Then tomorrow. And the next day. And the next.
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๐๐ซ๐๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐จ:
๐๐ฃ๐๐ง๐๐ฎ ๐๐ค๐ง๐: 100%
๐๐๐ฎ๐จ๐๐๐๐ก ๐ง๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฉ: 0.002% ๐๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐
๐๐ ๐๐ก๐ก๐จ ๐๐๐ฆ๐ช๐๐ง๐๐:
ยท ๐พ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฉ๐๐ง ๐ฅ๐ง๐ค๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ (๐พ): ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ข๐๐๐๐๐ฉ๐
ยท ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ฃ๐๐ฉ๐ค๐ฎ๐ข: ๐ฝ๐๐จ๐๐
ยท ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ก ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ค๐ก๐ค๐๐ฎ: ๐๐ค๐ช๐ฃ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐๐ก
๐๐ค๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ก๐ค๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐จ:
ยท ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ค๐ค-๐๐๐: ๐พ๐ค๐ฃ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐๐๐ก๐๐จ๐๐๐
ยท ๐๐๐๐ค๐ค๐ก ๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ช๐ฉ๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ: '๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ช๐จ' ๐ฃ๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐
ยท ๐๐ง๐ฅ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ง๐๐๐ฎ: ๐ฝ๐ช๐ก๐ก๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐ญ๐ฉ ๐ค๐๐๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐จ:
1. ๐๐จ๐ฉ๐๐๐ก๐๐จ๐ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ค๐ข๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ง๐๐๐ข (๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ฉ-๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐จ ๐๐ฃ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐ฏ๐๐)
2. ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฎ๐จ๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐๐๐จ (๐๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐๐จ๐ ๐ง๐๐๐๐ข๐๐ฃ)
3. ๐ผ๐๐ฆ๐ช๐๐ง๐ ๐ข๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐ฉ๐๐ญ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ค๐ ๐จ (๐ก๐๐๐ง๐๐ง๐ฎ ๐ง๐๐จ๐ค๐ช๐ง๐๐๐จ ๐๐ฃ๐จ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ฉ)
Dinner was kimchi stew with sparse pork slices. Je-hoon ate slowly, calculating protein intake versus growth requirements. He noted Min-soo glaring from another table. Noted which staff members were distracted. Noted the kitchen's inventory levels (meat stocks low).
After dinner, during study hours, he didn't open a school textbook. Instead, he used scrap paper to sketch:
1. A basic algorithm flowchart (sorting mechanism)
2. Human muscular system (highlighting fast-twitch versus slow-twitch fibers)
3. A budget projection (if he could earn โฉ5,000/week, compounded...)
At 8:55 PM, lights-out warning sounded. Children shuffled to dormitories.
Je-hoon lay in his bed. The orphanage settled into night rhythms. Tae-woo snored softly in the next bed. Distant traffic hummed.
He closed his eyes. Didn't sleep immediately. Instead, he reviewed the day's data.
The most significant variable: Park Soo-jae.
A wealthy girl. A potential connection. But more interestingly: someone who recognized intelligence without pity. Who offered coffee instead of condescension.
She'll be back in approximately 30 days, he calculated. Probability: 72%.
He needed to be ready. Not just with physics knowledge. With something... reciprocal.
An idea formed. ZEO processed it:
๐พ๐ค๐๐๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ค๐ง๐ฎ - ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ง๐๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ซ๐จ. ๐๐๐ง๐ค๐ฅ๐ง๐๐จ๐จ. ๐ฝ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐๐จ. ๐๐ค๐๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฅ๐ง๐ค๐๐๐ก๐๐จ. ๐๐๐ก๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ง๐ ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ข๐๐ฏ๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ.
He would learn coffee.
Not just how to drink it. How to understand it. Another system to master.
Outside, a light rain began, tapping against the window.
Je-hoon breathed evenly. The orphanage around him slept.
But he was awake.
Awake and calculating.
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๐๐ฃ๐๐ฉ๐๐๐ก 24-๐๐ค๐ช๐ง ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ: ๐พ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ฉ๐
๐๐ฎ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ข ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ฎ: 99.98%
๐๐ง๐๐๐๐๐ฉ๐ค๐ง๐ฎ: ๐๐ฃ ๐๐ค๐ช๐ง๐จ๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐จ๐๐๐ฃ๐จ๐๐ค๐ฃ ๐๐๐จ ๐๐๐๐ช๐ฃ.
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