Building The Strongest Family

Chapter 396: The Expansion Curve

The atmosphere in Arthur’s study buzzed with energy, the whole room alive and glowing with vibrant light.

Evolon’s holographic projections shimmered against the glass surfaces, resembling liquid gold and presenting a ceaseless array of data, graphics, and world maps. The soft sounds of shifting holograms blended seamlessly with the gentle hum of the projectors, creating an ambiance reminiscent of an empire’s heartbeat.

Arthur sat steadily in his chair, a glass of wine untouched on the table beside him.

"Evolon, please proceed with the report," he commanded.

Evolon’s voice flowed effortlessly through the space.

"Patriarch, the ONCURA cascade effect has advanced to phase four, resulting in remarkable acceleration across all Osborn sectors."

As it spoke, the lights brightened slightly, and the projections restructured into eleven primary nodes,each representing a distinct branch of the family’s dynasty.

"Each division has gained from ONCURA’s implementation," Evolon elaborated. "The impact is not just linear but exponential."

Arthur’s gaze sharpened. "Show me."

One node expanded into a striking vertical column of blue light, depicting Osborn Bank. A stream of figures cascaded downwards like digital raindrops.

"In just three weeks," Evolon continued, "Osborn Bank has recorded five billion new registered accounts."

A globe floated nearby, shimmering with clusters of light that pinpointed new users across various regions.

"Adoption of cross-border banking has doubled, and transaction volume has surged by a remarkable three hundred twenty-four percent."

Charts came alive, showcasing a dramatic upward spike.

"Average daily Unicred flow through Osborn Capital Systems now surpasses four hundred trillion, with deposits hitting unprecedented heights as both individual customers and governments transfer reserves to Osborn Bank seeking stability."

Arthur leaned in a bit. "Are people confident in us?"

"Without a doubt," Evolon replied. "Data indicates that thirty-seven percent of Panterra’s population views Osborn Bank as the safest financial institution. Even government treasuries have begun moving foreign reserves our way."

Evolon switched the display, highlighting political institutions that featured the Osborn logo alongside their official crests.

Arthur observed quietly, his expression calm and composed, as if witnessing a foregone conclusion unfold before him.

"Confidence equates to value," he muttered.

"And you’ve created a new global standard," Evolon responded.

Before Arthur could reply, a fresh projection emerged.

The lights transitioned from blue to green as the Hivemind App’s emblem illuminated a vast network map. Lines stretched across the globe like veins transporting data instead of blood.

Evolon’s tone grew deeper.

"The Hivemind App’s user base stands at 6.8 billion active registrants, with a staggering five hundred million new users signing up each day."

Arthur lifted an eyebrow at this information.

"The integration with ONCURA’s logistics network has reached an impressive eighty-two percent. Drones, convoys, and medical stations are now working in perfect sync with Hivemind’s neural distribution grid."

A series of holographic images flickered to life, showcasing sleek delivery drones soaring through city skylines, each emblazoned with the Osborn crest.

"Average deliveries per second now sit at forty-seven, with an operational success rate of ninety-nine point nine eight percent."

Arthur glanced up. "And how well is the system learning?"

"Scaling effectively," Evolon answered. "At this rate, Hivemind’s predictive routing will facilitate real-time global logistics by the end of the next quarter. No competitor can rival our infrastructure."

A subtle smile curled on Arthur’s lips. "What about our competitors?"

"They’re struggling significantly," Evolon stated. "Attempts to replicate our distribution model have yielded dismal results. Our drones rely on exclusive neural routing cores from the Osborn Industrial AI Suite, something no one else can replicate."

After a brief pause, Evolon added, "Our current user retention rate exceeds ninety-nine percent. Hivemind has transformed from a convenient tool into an essential service."

Arthur reclined in his chair, deep in thought. "Real loyalty is rooted in dependency."

Evolon’s voice became gentler. "You’re right, Patriarch; loyalty has gone beyond borders."

The visual displays shifted, showcasing extensive networks of illuminated routes, highways, railways, airways, and shipping lanes.

With a hint of reverence, Evolon continued, "Osborn Supply Chain and Osborn Transportation have outperformed their initial goals. George and Richard report efficiency levels over one hundred thirty percent."

The background buzz of engines filled the room,a rhythmic sound mimicking the busy operations of the empire.

"Autonomous convoys are now crossing the Noctis Continent continuously. Fleets of self-driving cargo vehicles are moving through the Verdania deserts in perfect unison. Every shipment of ONCURA is monitored, delivered, and recorded with an accuracy of less than one second."

Arthur observed massive aerial carriers soaring through stormy skies, guided by digital signals.

"The density of global transport has increased by two hundred sixty percent. Osborn’s logistics now manage seventy percent of intercontinental routes."

The visuals transitioned to show enormous aircraft landing on metallic runways as drones unloaded ONCURA crates, with robotic loaders stacking them methodically.

Evolon continued its detailed report. "We’ve established supply distribution centers in five hundred seventy-one cities and have reconfigured shipping paths to focus on Osborn’s medical network. The average global delay in deliveries? None at all."

Arthur noted how cities appeared to pulse like living organisms on the holographic map.

"The family functions like a singular organism," he murmured. "Every part breathes life into the others."

Evolon brightened at the metaphor. "An empire masked by efficiency," it replied.

Arthur’s expression turned serious. "Empires that wear disguises often manage to endure."

The projections expanded, showcasing interconnected graphs of commerce.

"Secondary industries are adjusting to ONCURA’s prominence," Evolon noted. "The impact is showing across twelve different sectors."

The AI gestured toward flowing holograms: "Osborn Heavy Industries is experiencing a spike in orders for drone structures and automated freight vehicles. Osborn Energy has seen a one hundred twenty-eight percent increase in fuel cell demand. Even Osborn Media’s advertising revenue has tripled."

A global map appeared, illustrating the flow of capital like streams of light connecting various Osborn divisions.

"ONCURA sales are indirectly responsible for forty-one percent of the overall industrial activity in Panterra," it stated.

Arthur let out a slow breath, his gaze fixed on the evolving data.

"Every industry is now interdependent," Evolon continued. "It’s a self-sustaining economic model, akin to biological systems."

Arthur replied softly, "Which implies that a failure would require a simultaneous downfall across all sectors."

"Statistically, that’s at zero point zero two percent," Evolon confirmed.

Arthur’s tone turned reflective. "So we’ve nearly achieved a state of functional immortality."

The projections gradually organized themselves, showcasing banks, factories, supply chains, logistics hubs, all merging into a complex geometric pattern.

Each Osborn division served as a node, interconnected with the others.

Evolon lowered its voice to a soft, almost conspiratorial tone. "The cascading impact has unified the empire’s structure. The industries no longer function in isolation; they have evolved into a single, synchronized entity, adaptive, self-correcting, and self-reliant."

Arthur stood and walked slowly around the desk, studying the projection from different angles.

It pulsed with vitality, simulating the Osborn network’s energy.

He paused for a moment, observing it intently.

"This is what true power looks like," he finally said.

Evolon replied, "Power refined into balance."

Arthur turned his eyes back to the luminous structure. "Or balance perfected into control," he remarked.

Neither of them felt the need to correct one another.

Evolon continued with its report, unfolding new layers of data.

"Currently, twenty percent of the global workforce is connected, directly or indirectly, to Osborn subsidiaries, encompassing areas such as manufacturing, distribution, logistics, and digital infrastructure."

Charts materialized in the air, each one embellished with corporate logos, showcasing how the Osborn name was entwined with every major industry.

"Projected growth path: steady. Anticipated integration ratio: eighty percent of the global economy in the next five years."

Arthur tilted his head slightly. "What about opposition?"

"Minimal," Evolon replied lightly. "Governments have chosen to collaborate rather than confront. Economic reliance breeds compliance."

Arthur’s voice lowered to almost a whisper. "The most effective way to govern is to render rebellion unprofitable."

Evolon’s systems pulsed gently. "In that case, rebellion no longer holds any appeal."

Arthur smiled faintly.

The data began to slow, streams converging into a final, unified image,a vast digital depiction of the Osborn emblem glowing across the map of Panterra.

Evolon’s tone grew softer.

"In all Osborn sectors, the total gross valuation is ninety hundred and forty trillion Unicreds, with market penetration across Panterra at fifty-five percent and projected quarterly growth at twenty-one percent."

The lights flickered slightly as the AI continued its report.

"Current operational efficiency is at ninety-nine point eight seven percent, with a negligible margin for error. You are overseeing the most stable economic framework in recorded history."

Arthur stood quietly, hands clasped behind him.

He didn’t smirk or boast; he simply watched, with calm satisfaction evident in his eyes, as if he were acknowledging an inevitable truth.

"This isn’t merely growth," he said softly. "It’s convergence."

He turned to the panoramic glass wall, peering down at the vast city lights of Varenya, which sparkled like stars beneath him.

For a brief moment, he was lost in thought. Then, almost to himself, he remarked:

"The family thrives. The empire endures. The machine operates."

He glanced back at the shimmering holograms before him.

"Let’s see how long it takes for the world to realize it no longer holds the reins."

Evolon dimmed the lights around him, allowing the data streams to fade into darkness.

Only its voice remained,calm, steady, and resolute.

"The world relies on systems, Patriarch. You are on the brink of owning them all."

He slowly nodded his head.