Translator: Dreamscribe
The sun was already beginning to set.
Seo-ha finished the assignnt he had been working on and closed his laptop.
One of the things he liked most about this school was that no one cared where he studied.
In the hallways, on the lawns, even in the bleachers of the gym, everyone naturally pulled out their books or laptops.
Seo-ha, too, had discovered his own space not long ago.
Between buildings 2 and 4,
It was under an old stone staircase that people rarely used.
During the day, the shadow of a tree created shade, and when the sun set, the sunset light reflected on the windows quietly colored the spot.
-I’ll pick up my sister and head to the clubhouse.
Leaving a short ssage for Root, Seo-ha put his phone in his pocket and headed to the bicycle storage area.
The afternoon sunlight hit the glass wall and stretched long.
Seo-ha searched among the parked bicycles and found the familiar old gray fra.
“Ugyagya!”
He stretched his arms upward and climbed onto the saddle.
As he passed the path leading to the dormitory, he spotted a school bus slowly approaching from afar.
Seo-ha increased his bicycle speed.
“Got you.”
He rode alongside the bus and waved his hand toward the window.
Seo-eun, surprised, opened her eyes wide and then responded with a bright smile.
“Oppa!”
Perhaps amused by the foreign-sounding word, laughter from the children inside the bus rang out.
When he arrived at the stop and waited for a mont, the bus carrying Seo-eun pulled in. The vehicle gradually slowed, and soon, with a hiss... shhk, the doors opened.
Seo-eun descended the bus steps, and a voice called out from behind her.
“Bye, Sunny!”
“Bye, bye!”
Children stuck their hands out the window, waving repeatedly.
Seo-ha was quite impressed by his sister’s deanor.
He himself hadn’t even properly exchanged greetings with classmates yet...
“Oppa!”
Seo-eun ca running.
In her arms was the beaver doll he had given her a few days ago.
“See you!”
“See you tomorrow!”
Was it thanks to Seo-eun’s cheerful personality?
She naturally exchanged farewells with the children who had gotten off the bus with her.
“I got a perfect score on the spelling test today! I also got all the math questions right! And during P.E. I did twenty jumps with the jump rope.”
Seo-eun recounted everything she had learned at school today without missing a single thing.
At first, he had worried that she might struggle with English, but Seo-eun, trained from a young age, was adapting to her new environnt at an astonishing speed.
“You said it was tough, but you’ve already made friends?”
“Yeah! Everyone’s nice. A lot of them ask to teach them Korean too.”
At lunchti, the girls would gather around Seo-eun and eagerly say words like “Annyeong” and “Saranghae” that they’d learned from songs or dramas.
Seo-eun had just started to get a bit tired of it all.
'Oh! As expected from the land of K-pop.'
Lately, even at MIT, Korean songs often played. The cultural influence of one’s ho country was definitely an advantage when living abroad.
Seo-eun hugged the beaver doll tightly.
“They all know its na. The kids say hi to it during break ti!”
Seo-ha had recoded the beaver and installed so playful features.
When he say “Hi, Beaver!” the doll would respond with a greeting. If he praised it with “Good job!” it would wag its tail. There were several other features as well...
From the day he gave it to her, the beaver had beco Seo-eun’s best friend.
Seo-eun was blending into Arican society even faster than expected.
‘At this rate, maybe she’ll forget about Korea entirely?’
Seo-ha shook his head.
It would be fine.
All he had to do was make sure she didn’t forget.
“Get on the back!”
Seo-ha placed a cute duck helt on Seo-eun’s head.
When she climbed onto the back seat, Seo-ha began to pedal.
Kyaha!
The autumn wind brushed against their faces.
Fallen leaves on the ground rustled and tickled their ears.
The road had a gentle downhill slope.
Even without hard pedaling, the wheels rolled smoothly.
Seo-eun stretched out both arms and shouted loudly.
“The weather is so nice!”
Seo-ha smiled and picked up the speed a little more.
The maple trees lining the slope had begun to change color.
Sunlight filtered between them, brushing against their faces at intervals.
“Hold on tight, or you’ll fall!”
“I won’t fall!”
Seo-eun laughed brightly and reached her hand out into the air.
The wind blowing from the river lifted her hair into the air. The scent of sunlight, trees, and the distant sea mixed together, it was the unique atmosphere of early autumn in this city.
***
The co-working space at the Martin Trust Center,
It was the building where Spectra Works had been assigned a workspace.
As the door opened, Root waved his hand.
“You're finally here. I've been waiting a while.”
Entropy was already running two PCs at the sa ti.
“Your little sister likes the beaver?”
She asked without taking her eyes off the monitor.
“Yes, I tweaked the coding a bit and gave it to her. Now she goes to school every day without fail.”
“Good thing we put effort into making it.”
When Seo-ha turned on his laptop, the server screen connected automatically and the ‘Spectra Works’ logo appeared.
Root pushed a few docunts across the desk.
“The school’s legal team confird everything. Your parents’ signatures have also been notarized.
From now on, the contract is valid. The TLO (Technology Licensing Office) said there’s no problem either.”
Seo-ha gave a short nod.
Because he was a minor, the procedure had been complicated, but at MIT, where such cases were common, everything had been wrapped up swiftly.
“Then I’ll start now.”
Tap, tap.
Seo-ha began inputting code into his laptop.
“I’ll change the core first. The number of nodes... hmm, at least 18,000.
If we include lecture halls, labs, libraries, dormitories, cafeterias, gym, and hallway sections, it’s best to divide the spatial cells into blocks of around 40,000.”
Tadadadada-tatatadak-.
“The grid is inefficient in MIT's layout with so many curves.
For the corridors between buildings, we should use polygon sh. Nodes should have weighted edges based on access portals and target events...”
Entropy took her hands off the keyboard and brought her face close to Seo-ha’s laptop screen.
“Wait! You're doing sh reduction first? Wouldn't it be better to attach the agent first?”
“We need to cleanly lay out the path for the agent to move through first. Think of this as the piping that carries our intentions.”
Phew-.
Cypher whistled in admiration from the side.
“I thought he was just good at math, but his programming’s insane too.”
Whiiiirrr-
Seo-ha's laptop had already started screaming.
Seeing that, Root gave Cypher a nod.
“Hey, this won’t do. Let’s build a computer just for our mathematician.”
“Huh?”
While Seo-ha looked confused, Cypher cleared a space on the table.
When he opened the storage, boxes of parts were stacked like a mountain.
mory, motherboards, coolers, case fans, power supplies, even thermal pads were scattered around individually.
“Let’s go high-spec so there’s no lag.”
The most expensive parts in the storage began to gather.
“Use the graphics card we got as a prize last ti.”
“We don’t have a suitable CPU...”
“Right. I think we used them all when building the servers.”
Root scratched his head, then suddenly stood up from his seat.
“Wasn’t there a rumor the robotics team next door was getting a sample?”
“You think they’ll give it to us?”
“I’ll just borrow it. Trust !”
Five minutes later, Root returned proudly holding a CPU.
“It’s an ES (Engineering Sample). I’ll repay them with sothing better later.”
As expected from experts, the assembly was done in an instant.
The flashy components were installed one by one inside the case, and even the final cable managent was perfectly completed.
“What OS do you want to use?”
"Ubuntu, please." (* A type of Linux)
From kernel to drivers to programs, everything was set up.
“Give it a try!”
Seo-ha sat in front of the computer.
It was the first high-performance desktop he had ever had.
Seo-ha imdiately launched the program.
He moved his own synapse engine over and loaded the MIT dataset.
The loading bar filled quickly, and tens of thousands of nodes and connection lines appeared on the screen.
“Wow...”
A gasp escaped him before he realized it.
“Nice, right?”
Root smiled with his arms crossed.
"This is on par with most research institute servers. You should be able to run computations and rendering simultaneously."
Seo-ha’s hands moved busily.
"I'll try reflecting events in real-ti."
As he input the code, an imdiate response followed.
Inside the virtual MIT, a ‘rain’ icon appeared, and several students opened their umbrellas or went indoors. When soone slipped, a nearby student ran over to help them up.
“Wow, this is insane.”
“Even the behavioral variables are all linked.”
The three couldn’t help but be amazed by the delicate algorithms.
Seo-ha’s hands danced across the keyboard.
“There were so features I couldn’t use before because I was worried about overload, but I’ll try applying them all now.”
Seo-ha accessed GitHub and copied the conscience index code he had used when making ‘Ducky’.
“Huh? Wait a sec!”
Cypher looked at Seo-ha’s GitHub account and his eyes widened.
“You were Ducky?”
Nod.
Seo-ha had been stopping by GitHub from ti to ti to build up his programming knowledge.
"That Ducky?"
“Seriously?”
Entropy and Root were also surprised and quickly ca over to his side.
“Rember how our school’s server admin had a ltdown because of that open-source automation patch Ducky made?”
Seo-ha waved his hands awkwardly and smiled.
“That just happened while I was helping fix people’s buggy code. I couldn’t just scroll past questions on the board.”
“Helping? You demolished the ss the server admin made with just three lines of code.”
Seo-ha’s face turned red.
“That was just a coincidence. I noticed the recursive functions were tangled…”
“There was even a rumor on the forum that Ducky was an AI.”
“Showed up like a cot and just started fixing every bit of code in sight, right?”
“I got help from him once too.”
Seo-ha gave a shy smile and turned his attention back to the screen.
Tadadadadak.
His fingers moved like they were playing the piano, and new lines of code rolled out across the screen.
The complex algorithms that Spectra Works had built were being neatly organized.
As they watched Seo-ha fix bugs in real-ti, the three of them were speechless.
“I feel worthless now.”
“Let’s not go down that road. A brilliant mathematician is bound to be a top programr too.”
“Let’s just hope he doesn’t touch systems engineering. Our jobs will be gone.”
During short breaks, Seo-ha relaxed by visiting MIT’s internal developer forum.
Next to his userna, ‘Ducky’, was now a blue verification badge, marking him as an insider.
[Ducky is here too]
-Is he really human? There are no bugs where he passes.
└He was from our schoolㅋㅋㅋㅋ
└No way a programr that good belongs to another schoolㅎㅎ
└Can’t we recruit him into our club?
└We’d need to know who he is first. Ducky never replies to ssages unless it’s a code question.
└Right. I heard even Silicon Valley programrs ssaged him trying to connect, but he ghosted them all.
Gulp.
The sound of swallowing was strangely loud.
With a serious face, Root asked Seo-ha,
“Do you need more equity by any chance?”
Seo-ha was startled.
“No! It’s already more than enough. I’ll work hard and earn my share, so don’t worry.”
“If there’s ever sothing we’ve done to upset you, you have to let us know. Don’t bottle it up, okay?”
“Yes!”
Seo-ha was happy that he could be of help to these fun and kind people.
*****
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