Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!

Chapter 210 The Simulation Room



Natasha couldn't hold back her excitement any longer. She stepped forward, grabbing Noah by the hand without thinking. "Captain, you have to see the simulation room next! You'll love it."

Nathan crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "She's been waiting for this, hasn't she?"

Theo chuckled under his breath. "Oh, absolutely."

Natasha ignored them both, her grip firm as she led Noah toward another part of the base. "Come on, Captain! Trust me, it's worth it."

Noah allowed himself to be pulled along, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Alright, let's see what's got you so excited."

As they walked, Nathan grinned. "Just so you know, Captain, this is her playground."

Natasha shot him a glare over her shoulder. "Quiet, Nathan. You'll ruin the moment."

Theo added with a smirk, "I hope you're ready, Captain. She's practically a tour guide for this place."

Reaching the large steel doors of the simulation room, Natasha punched in a code, and the doors slid open with a mechanical hiss.

"This," Natasha announced dramatically, "is the simulation room. The pinnacle of training technology."

Noah stepped further inside, his eyes scanning the sleek, futuristic setup. Along one wall, a line of white, advanced-looking rifles gleamed under the fluorescent lighting.

A table nearby held neatly arranged VR headsets that appeared far more sophisticated than anything Noah had encountered before.

His thoughts flickered momentarily to his Advanced AI Development blueprint.

'Not bad,' he mused, running a hand over one of the rifles. 'Still, this is a far cry from what I could create with the right resources. I need to figure out how to deploy that system soon. A place like this would be leagues ahead with it.'

Natasha caught the slight smirk on his face and raised an eyebrow. "Something on your mind, Captain?"

Noah shook his head lightly. "Just appreciating the setup. Go on."

She grinned, clearly enjoying her role as a tour guide. "Alright. The simulation room uses cutting-edge VR and AR technology, paired with a fully adaptive AI, to create hyper-realistic combat scenarios. We can simulate environments, enemies, and even mission objectives with pinpoint accuracy."

Natasha gestured toward the rifles. "These bad boys are linked to the system. They mimic real-world firearms in terms of weight, recoil, and handling. The system also tracks your shots and adjusts enemy responses accordingly. So if you think you can brute-force your way through, think again."

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She pointed to the ceiling, where a network of projectors and motion sensors lined the metal panels. "The room itself reacts to your movements. If you crouch, dive, or even slide, the system maps it in real time. It's not just a video game—it's full-body immersion. The better you adapt, the harder it pushes back."

Nathan leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. "Natasha forgot to mention it'll make you sweat bullets. The AI doesn't hold back."

Theo nodded, his expression serious. "It's designed to be relentless. If you're not paying attention, it'll chew you up and spit you out."

Natasha waved them off, rolling her eyes. "Don't scare him. It's not that bad... once you get used to it."

Noah chuckled softly. "You're really selling it."

Natasha's grin widened. "Oh, I'm not done. Let me show you the scenarios."

She walked to a control panel near the wall and tapped on the touchscreen. A holographic interface projected into the air, showing various mission types and terrains—jungle infiltration, urban warfare, desert survival, and even underwater combat.

"We can load anything from stealth missions to full-on battle simulations," she said, scrolling through the options. "And the enemies? They're not just dumb bots. The AI learns from you. If you rely on the same tactics, it'll counter them next time."

Nathan chimed in, smirking. "Don't let her fool you, Captain. She's been itching to get you in here so she can show off."

Natasha shot him a glare. "Quiet, Nathan. Don't ruin the moment."

Noah nodded thoughtfully, already calculating how this setup could challenge him. "Alright. What's the most difficult scenario you've got?"

Natasha's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Oh, you're one of those people, huh? The toughest one is an urban assault scenario. Hostile forces everywhere, tight spaces, limited resources. Most recruits can't even last five minutes."

Nathan let out a low whistle. "Jumping straight into the deep end, huh?"

Noah smiled faintly. "Why not? Let's see what this place can do."

Natasha clapped her hands together, clearly thrilled. "Alright! Get suited up. Let's see if you can survive."

Before placing the headgear on his head, Noah leaned back slightly, flashing a confident smile. "So, since you guys are praising this so much, what do I get if I break the record?"

The team exchanged glances, intrigued by the challenge. Before anyone could answer, Natasha stepped forward, her arms crossed and her gaze unwavering. "I'll follow you without question. No arguments, no back talk—as long as your orders are… reasonable."

Nathan's eyebrows shot up, and Theo gave a low whistle. "You're putting a lot on the line there, Natasha."

Natasha shrugged, her smirk sharp. "I don't need to worry. He's not breaking that record."

Noah chuckled, clearly enjoying the stakes. "Deal," he said, sliding the headgear over his head.

As the gear settled in place, a brief static hum surrounded him before the interface lit up. At first, the screen was blank, except for a welcome message glowing faintly in front of his eyes.

[Welcome to the Simulation.]

[Select: Start Simulation?]

With a calm voice, Noah said, "Yes."

The blank screen dissolved, and the urban assault scenario materialized around him. The environment was breathtakingly realistic—gritty streets littered with debris, crumbling buildings, and the distant sound of gunfire echoing through the air.

He could feel the simulated weight of the rifle in his hands, its grip solid.

Outside the simulation, Natasha, Nathan, and Theo stood in front of a massive screen displaying Noah's point of view.

Natasha crossed her arms, her eyes glued to the feed. "Let's see what you've got, Captain."

Nathan leaned closer, a look of interest on his face.

Inside the simulation, a robotic voice crackled to life in Noah's headset.

[Mission Objective: Eliminate all hostiles and secure the area. Time begins… now.]

A digital timer appeared in the corner of his vision, counting down from twenty minutes. Noah immediately scanned his surroundings, his movements silent and quick.

The first wave of enemies appeared—a squad of hostile soldiers spilling out from a building ahead. Noah didn't hesitate. He dropped to one knee, steadying his rifle as he took aim.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Three shots. Three enemies down.

The crowd watching outside stiffened. Theo muttered under his breath, "Damn, that was fast."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Noah advanced, his footsteps silent as he weaved through the narrow alleys. He kept his breathing steady, listening for any sound that might give away the enemy's position.

Suddenly, simulated grenades rolled into view, hissing ominously.

Instead of panicking, Noah calmly kicked one grenade back toward the enemies, then sprinted out of range. A muffled explosion followed, and the screen outside lit up with a fiery burst.

"Holy crap," Nathan said, his jaw slightly slack. "Did he just—?"

"He did," Natasha confirmed, her tone flat with disbelief.

Noah's point of view showed him scaling a wall effortlessly, his grip firm as he hoisted himself onto the rooftop. From this vantage point, he could see more hostiles converging below. He pulled out a digital map of the area, memorized key points, and plotted his next moves with swift efficiency.

Down below, an ambush waited for him, but Noah was already two steps ahead. He dropped down silently, slipping behind cover and eliminating the group with deadly precision. His shots were rapid but calculated, each bullet finding its mark.

As he moved deeper into the scenario, the challenges intensified. Enemies became smarter, anticipating his moves, but Noah adapted just as quickly. He switched tactics seamlessly, using a combination of stealth, strategy, and sheer skill to dismantle their formations.

"Is he even human?" Natasha muttered, her tone caught between amazement and disbelief.

"Definitely not," Theo said, his eyes glued to the screen.

Finally, the simulation's final boss emerged—a heavily armored soldier equipped with advanced weaponry. The crowd outside held their breath as Noah faced off against the towering enemy.

In the simulation, Noah crouched behind cover, assessing his options. With a smirk, he pulled out a simulated grenade launcher he had picked up earlier.

He waited until the enemy was distracted, then popped out and fired a perfectly timed shot. The boss staggered, its armour cracking.

Noah didn't let up. He rushed forward, closing the gap and finishing the fight with a clean headshot.

[Mission Complete. Time: 5 minutes, 42 seconds.]

The screen froze, displaying his time in bold letters. Outside, the room fell into stunned silence.

Natasha's jaw dropped. "No way."

Nathan let out a low whistle, his disbelief turning into admiration. "Isn't the record like one hour and 45 minutes? He destroyed it."

Theo crossed his arms, nodding slowly. "Well, guess you're following orders now, Natasha."

Natasha groaned, running a hand through her hair. "Alright, alright. I admit it—he's the real deal."

As Noah removed the headgear, he looked at Natasha with a small smile. "I believe we had a deal?"

Natasha sighed, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment but a grin tugging at her lips. "Yeah, yeah. Orders it is, Captain."

Nathan couldn't help but chuckle, nudging Theo with his elbow. "Mark the calendar, boys. The day Natasha finally admitted defeat. It's a historic moment."

Natasha shot him a glare, though the playful spark in her eyes betrayed her. "Watch it, Nathan, or I'll make sure your next simulation has twice as many hostiles and half the ammo."

Nathan raised his hands in surrender, laughing. "Alright, alright, I'll behave."

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