My Ultimate Sign-in System Made Me Invincible Chapter 508 Specialised AGIs Idea

Both of them stepped into the command center of the Base.

The area was expansive and quiet, constructed from pristine white panels that flowed seamlessly from floor to ceiling. Gentle lighting permeated the space from no obvious origin, ensuring perfect clarity without any glare.

In the room's heart stood the primary control dais, elevated a bit, with the central chair oriented toward a vast holographic screen that materialized only on demand.

Liam ascended the brief stairs and claimed the main chair without pause. Lucy trailed him and took a seat in the auxiliary position to his right, positioned for seamless collaboration.

He gazed at her briefly before saying, "You're overworked. I want to fix that."

"I don't mind it," Lucy replied. "The workload is heavy, but I can handle it."

"I know you can handle it. That's not the issue." He leaned in a touch. "I designed you as my personal assistant. The goal was for you to remain by my side, assist with my needs, and be there for the important moments. Then I tasked you with developing the Lucid games. Next came additional Lucid units. The industrial base assembled, and tasks began multiplying rapidly. Now you're managing construction of the Emperor Class-II, upgrading the Voyager's FTL drive, assembling Matt's shuttle, handling Lucid's backend, supervising the base's expanding sections. And we just discussed a command base on Ganymede that would overshadow all your prior projects." He stopped. "I have no doubts about your abilities. None at all. But I won't allow this burden to keep mounting."

Lucy stayed silent briefly. She recognized his truth. Complaints had never crossed her mind, nor had she desired them. The thrill of constructing realities, witnessing Liam's awe when outcomes surpassed his visions, always justified the intensity.

Yet she faced facts squarely, and truth demanded admitting the path wasn't viable long-term. She managed the current demands. She could likely double them. But expansion would persist, and even flawless systems must safeguard efficiency to avoid its erosion.

"What's your plan?" she inquired.

"Specialized AGIs. Each dedicated to a specific domain, with you supervising them all. Responsibilities spread out, standards maintained, and you return to your core role — by my side, not overwhelmed by the rest."

Lucy inclined her head. "It's the smart move. How should we split the domains?"

"Medical takes priority. The trial launches in under two months, and I need a focused AGI on that before staff shuttles in. Coordinating personnel, logistics for volunteers, trial data oversight, follow-up care — that's excessive atop your existing duties."

"Agreed," Lucy responded. "And synths will be essential too. Beyond just the AGI."

"Synths?" Liam queried, surprised.

"Precisely. For security. Soon the base will host a hundred volunteers, seventy-nine observer groups, and thirty-six staff members all at once. Curiosity will stir, and some will test forbidden boundaries despite agreements. Human guards falter there, but synths never do." She hesitated. "Security and Defense merits its own AGI. Synth operations belong there."

Liam nodded. He'd focused on the trial's medical setup and neglected security longer than wise.

"With construction off my plate," Lucy went on, "Infrastructure and Construction requires its own AGI. The Emperor Class-II demands nonstop attention for weeks. Ganymede's base will take months. I can't retain that."

"Logistics and Operations needs one too," Liam contributed. "Distinct from construction. Managing schedules, resources, transports, supply chains for the base."

"Research and Development calls for another," Lucy stated.

Her tone remained steady. Liam detected the subtle change regardless. R&D was her favorite domain, not for the stellar outcomes — though they always shone — but because it sprang from nothingness under her influence. Production and builds were mere execution. R&D was pure invention.

"As I mentioned, you'll direct it," he assured. "You set the course; the AGI executes the tasks."

Lucy met his eyes briefly. Then she nodded.

"That's five AGIs, but we require two more," she noted. "A public-facing one for civilians. Versatile, but vital for space tourism launch — handling bookings, comms, passenger services, everything. Civilian needs differ from infrastructure demands."

"Lucid demands a dedicated system altogether. Its ecosystem has grown too vast and dynamic for a mere subroutine. Games, hardware, creator suites, Studio, upcoming products — that's a massive, expanding enterprise."

With the blueprint set, seven AGIs emerged: Medical. Security and Defense. Infrastructure and Construction. Logistics and Operations. Research and Development. Civilian Operations. Lucid Ecosystem. Precise boundaries, defined roles, unified under Lucy's command.

It marked a foundation, far from a limit, as future needs would demand more.

Liam turned to Lucy. "Display your core system. I'll craft them immediately. As I build, assemble and organize the training data and knowledge for each AGI."

"Already compiling it," Lucy confirmed.

The command center activated instantly. A towering holographic display expanded before him, broad and tall, presenting a sleek black canvas ready for commands. Flanking panels materialized. Lighting adjusted as the interfaces fully engaged.

Liam donned his Lucid. The display refined through it, enabling direct manipulation via thoughts and motions. He extended his hand and scripted the initial code lines, the Medical AGI's framework emerging in organized tiers across the surface.

Unlike Lucy's creation — painstaking from near-scratch — this accelerated. He now grasped the craft. Lucy's blueprint and operational data provided the base, speeding the specialized AGIs' assembly.

"Assist with applications while I code," he instructed, eyes fixed downward. "Volunteers and staff recruitment. Scan submissions, construct shortlist criteria for both. Track airport replies — record all, highlight deviations."

The command center hummed into productive flow. Liam's gestures danced over the hologram, code stacking in precise formations as the inaugural AGI coalesced.

Lucy processed applications concurrently at his side.

Beyond, drones shuttled through the assembly zone. The Emperor Class-II frame rotated languidly against the void, glinting under solar rays along its girders.

Guys, I would love ideas for names for the seven coming AGIs.