Chương 39: The Big Company People Get Jealous
The world went Isekai-bonkers. News of my invention, the Isekaivisor, buzzed across continents like a hyperactive beehive. Governments scrambled, corporations drooled, and every self-proclaimed tech guru wanted a piece of my mind-bending pie. But this mad scientist, Jzk-sensei, wasn't about to hand over his brainchild.
"No way, Jose!" I thundered, fists clenched like vibrating capacitors. "The Isekaivisor stays in my lab, under my watch!"
So, I did the unthinkable. I birthed the International Isekaivisor Company, a ramshackle conglomerate of science geeks, anime fanatics, and surprisingly, a pack of ethical lawyers (gotta keep the bigwigs at bay, you know?). From my Tokyo lair, we unleashed the Isekaivisor onto the world, a digital Trojan Horse disguised as a fantastical escape pod.
Doctors in Brazil beamed with joy as comatose patients battled pixelated jaguars. Russian techies live-streamed Isekai adventures, earning a fortune from cheering Twitch audiences. Even skeptical Australians, known for their love of sunburnt beaches and ironic humor, found themselves hooked on virtual dragon slaying.
It wasn't all smooth sailing, of course. The Isekaivisor was my baby, a tangled mess of wires and code held together by sheer mad science and duct tape. Misunderstandings were inevitable.
"So, you're telling me," Dr. Ivanovich, a burly Russian with eyebrows that could rival Stalin's mustache, scowled, "that the patient needs to confess their love to a digital waifu before they wake up?"
I grinned, my teeth glinting like lab-grade beakers. "Precisely, comrade! Anime clichés are the key! Trust me, it works!"
Despite the occasional cultural clash and pixelated glitch, I saw a change. Smiles replaced frowns on comatose faces, even if they were just echoes in the virtual world. I became their cheerleader, their hype man, urging them on through pixelated landscapes and digital dragon fire.
"Keep going, brave adventurers!" I'd shout, my voice echoing through the Isekaivisor network. "Slay those virtual slimes, confess to those pixelated princesses, and come back to the real world stronger than ever!"
The Isekaivisor wasn't just a machine; it was a bridge. It connected minds across continents, realities, and even comas. It taught me that even the wackiest ideas, fueled by a dash of science and a heaping spoonful of anime, could spread joy and connection. And that, my friends, was the true victory, the vindication of a mad scientist with a heart full of rainbows and digital dragons.
But the cheers and laughter were laced with a gnawing unease. The Isekaivisor was powerful, perhaps too powerful. Whispers of shadowy organizations and rogue experiments began to creep into my lab's ventilation ducts. Was my creation a beacon of hope, or a Pandora's Box waiting to unleash digital nightmares?
The answer, I knew, was lurking in the depths of the Isekaivisor's code, waiting to be unraveled. And I, Jzk-sensei, mad scientist and reluctant hero, was about to dive headfirst into the digital rabbit hole.
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