The sprawling executive penthouse at the absolute pinnacle of Green City was fundamentally shifting in its purpose. For years, the luxurious, highly fortified sanctuary had operated as the ultimate war room of the terrestrial globe. It was the exact location where Consort Noir had brutally dismantled hyper-advanced quantum cartels, weaponised the global copyright office against invisible espionage guilds, and completely rewritten the fundamental laws of the universe.
But the wars were officially over. The terrestrial board was flawlessly pacified, and the omnipotent quantum artificial intelligence known as the Infinite Ledger hummed with perfect, uninterrupted green light.
