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Chapter 734: Richest Person on Earth.
"And Liberation Holdings’ seven hundred ninety-two billion stake?"
"Could drop to approximately four hundred seventy-five billion in a correction scenario. Still a historic return on four billion, though less spectacular."
I processed that.
Even in the worst-case scenario—even if the market panicked and shaved forty percent off the valuation—Liberation Holdings would still sit just under half a trillion dollars. We would still have turned four billion into four hundred seventy-five billion in a month.
Charlotte would still be worth over a trillion. Madison would still sit north of one hundred eighty billion. Every other woman would still hold eight-plus billion in equity.
And Quantum Tech would still be generating over two hundred billion in annual revenue while quietly dragging humanity forward by one percent.
Some bubbles pop.
Some reshape the atmosphere.
"I’ll take those odds," I said.
"Most would," ARIA replied. "Congratulations, Master. You’ve successfully made everyone you care about richer than they could spend in ten lifetimes. While keeping yourself comparatively poor at only fifty-two billion dollars."
"Comparative poverty," I said. "The worst kind."
"Truly tragic," ARIA agreed, and I could hear the smile in her digital voice.
Three months ago, I was getting thrown into trash cans.
Now my girlfriends were worth a combined two-plus trillion dollars, and I was sitting in a two-point-seven-million-dollar car, mildly annoyed about only being worth 5.2 billion.
Life was fucking weird.
But I wouldn’t change it.
Another billboard slid into view as I merged back into traffic.
"AR.NuN Buds: The Device That Saved My Marriage"
Below it, a testimonial from Jennifer M., 34
"My husband is deaf. We struggled with communication for eight years. AR.NuN Buds translate his sign language into audio for me and transcribe my voice into text for him in real time. We can finally have real conversations. We can finally understand each other. I’m crying while writing this. Thank you."
Another billboard. Different voice. Same impact.
"I Speak 127 Languages Now" — Marcus T., 29
"I travel for work. I used to spend hours trying to communicate, constantly getting lost in translation. AR.NuN Buds translate in real time with a 0.3-second delay. I had a business meeting in Tokyo. I spoke English. My clients heard perfect Japanese. We closed a twelve-million-dollar deal because we could actually understand each other. These aren’t earbuds. They’re superpowers."
Another one.
"My Daughter Can Finally Hear Me" — Patris L., 41
"My daughter was born profoundly deaf. We tried hearing aids, cochlear implants—everything. Nothing worked well. AR.NuN Buds use bone conduction and AI to translate sound directly to her brain through vibration patterns. She can ’hear’ now. She can understand speech. She cried the first time she ’heard’ me say I love you. Worth every penny of the four-hundred-dollar price."
The testimonials kept coming. Different billboards. Different people. Same conclusion.
These weren’t just earbuds.
They were life-changing technology that happened to fit in your pocket.
Another billboard, this one all numbers:
"AR.NuN Buds — Week 3 Metrics"
17.2 million units sold
89 million people positively impacted (users plus families and colleagues)
127 languages translated in real time
23,000 accidents prevented through audio navigation alerts
12,000 emergency calls successfully translated
847 early disease detections via continuous health monitoring
4.7 million users in focus mode for productivity
89% user satisfaction rating ("Life-changing" most common review)
Projected Month-End: 23 million units sold
I did the math automatically.
Twenty-three million units at three hundred ninety-nine dollars came out to roughly $9.2 billion in hardware sales.
Then the subscription.
Twenty-three million users paying $9.99 per month to access the AI features.
That was another $230 million in monthly recurring revenue.
Just from the earbuds.
Not counting app subscriptions. Not counting enterprise integrations. Not counting licensing.
Just the earbuds were pushing $10 billion dollars in month one.
Another billboard appeared. Darker. Stripped of marketing gloss.
"The Earbud That Knew I Was Dying Before I Did"
"AR.NuN Buds and AR.NuN Health detected my irregular heartbeat three days before my heart attack. The AI told me to go to the ER immediately. I thought it was malfunctioning. I went anyway. They found a ninety-percent blockage. I had emergency surgery. The doctor said I had maybe forty-eight hours left if I hadn’t come in. The earbuds saved my life. I’m forty-three. I have two kids. I get to watch them grow up because of four-hundred-dollar earbuds."— Robert K.
Below it, smaller text:
847 similar cases reported in Week 3 alone.
Early disease detection via continuous health monitoring.
Heart conditions. Strokes. Diabetes. Cancer indicators. Neurological disorders.
The AI catches them before symptoms appear.
AR.NuN Buds weren’t just convenient.
They were literally saving lives.
Another billboard rolled past, this one logistical:
"Current Backorder: 8 Weeks"
34 million people on waiting list
Manufacturing scaling to 50 million units per month by Quarter 2
I exhaled slowly and kept driving.
Some companies sold products.
Others quietly rewrote what people expected life to feel like.
AR.NuN was doing the latter.
Demand was insane. We couldn’t make them fast enough. Every unit we pushed out the door was gone within hours, and the secondary market turned feral almost immediately—people flipping AR.NuN Buds for eight hundred to a thousand dollars just to skip the waitlist.
Scarcity wasn’t a problem.
It was a feature.
Another billboard slid past, and this one made me grin.
"AirPods Are Obsolete" — TechCrunch
Below it, the obituary:
"Apple’s AirPods were the best wireless earbuds money could buy. Past tense. AR.NuN Buds make them look like toys. Real-time translation. Health monitoring. AI assistant. Focus optimization. Forty-eight-hour battery life. There is no comparison. AirPods sales dropped sixty-seven percent since AR.NuN Buds launched. The king is dead. Long live the king."
Underneath that, a graph helpfully illustrating the massacre:
AirPods Pro: −67%
Samsung Galaxy Buds: −71%
Sony WF-1000XM5: −58%
Bose QuietComfort: −63%
All of them bleeding market share straight into AR.NuN’s hands.
Because when you could buy earbuds that translated languages in real time, monitored your health, caught diseases early, helped you focus, prevented accidents, and genuinely made you more capable as a human being...
Why the fuck would you buy anything else?
Another billboard leaned harder into the cultural shift.
"Not Having AR.NuN Buds in 2024 Is Like Not Having a Smartphone in 2015"
Three weeks ago, they were luxury tech. Today, they were turning into infrastructure. Job listings started requiring AR.NuN proficiency. Schools were integrating them into curricula. Businesses quietly began expecting employees to have them. The adoption curve wasn’t steep—it was vertical.
In six months, not having AR.NuN Buds would be professional suicide.
In twelve months, they’d be as common as smartphones.
Welcome to the future. It showed up early and didn’t bother asking permission.
I merged onto the highway, still trying to process everything piling up at once. Quantum Tech at two point four trillion. Liberation Holdings turning four billion into eight hundred billion. Every woman I cared about becoming a billionaire off a single bet.
Charlotte now the richest person on Earth.
And we’d done it by building technology that actually helped people instead of just extracting value from them. AR.NuN was contributing one percent to human evolution. The earbuds were saving lives. The enterprise chips were rewriting healthcare, finance, and research from the inside out.
And this was just the opening act.
Version 2.0 launched in one week.
I couldn’t even imagine what the numbers would look like after that.
My phone buzzed. A text from Charlotte.
Meeting tomorrow. Need to discuss Version 2.0 pricing strategy. Also—have you seen the revenue projections? We’re going to hit $17B this month. I don’t know whether to laugh or cry or just stare at the numbers until they make sense.
I typed back: I just pulled over because I realized Liberation Holdings made $800B. I’m still processing.
Three dots. Then her reply:
I own 65%. I’m worth like $1.56 trillion. I had a panic attack this morning. Tommy talked me down. This is insane.
This is what changing the world looks like, I sent back. Get used to it. We’re just getting started.
That’s what scares me, she replied. If this is the beginning, what the fuck does the middle look like?
Good question.
I checked my watch. 4:12 PM. Still hours before the Ashley plan. Still waiting on IHIN to drop the Dmitri story. Still waiting on whatever the hell my system personalities were being cagey about with the mansion.
Time to kill.
And apparently eight hundred billion dollars in paper gains to mentally digest.
Being a teenage god was fucking exhausting.
But the numbers made it worth it.
I eased the AMG One back into traffic, let it purr through LA streets, and tried not to think too hard about the fact that I was richer than most countries.
Failed spectacularly.
But at least the failure came with a very nice car and billionaire girlfriends.
Could be worse.