Building a Business Empire with my Technological System

"Mr. Reyes…" Bailey let out a short chuckle. "You see, there isn't enough time for you to decide. The United States wants to know your answer if you are in or out."

"Why are you pressuring me? Is the United States attacking China now?" Michael asked, clearly taken aback by the sudden passive aggressiveness of the CIA agent.

Bailey's expression turned serious. "Not yet, but tensions are at an all-time high. We need to be prepared for any possibility, and that includes leveraging every possible advantage. Your technology could be that advantage, Mr. Reyes."

"Did you even inform the President of the Philippines about this? The Philippines is going to be your ally in case of an all-out war right?"

"We haven't informed your President, and the President of the United States doesn't see any benefits of telling your President right now," Bailey replied, his tone dismissive. "This is a matter of national security for us, and we need to act quickly."

Michael's frown deepened. "So you're asking me to betray my own country's interests for yours?"

Bailey sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "Mr. Reyes, this isn't about betrayal. It's about survival. If China strikes first, the entire region, including your country, will be in grave danger. We're trying to prevent that.

Do you have any idea how many Chinese missiles are pointed at the Philippines to destabilize your country's military infrastructures? There are over 100 targets, Mr. Reyes."

Michael's expression hardened. "I understand the gravity of the situation, Mr. Phillips. But you're asking me to make a decision that could have far-reaching consequences without consulting my government. That puts me in an incredibly difficult position."

Bailey leaned forward, his voice softer but no less urgent. "I get that, Mr. Reyes. Believe me, I do. But sometimes, we have to act fast to prevent a catastrophe."

So persistent, Michael thought to himself. Now he knew the situation of those German scientists after World War II where they were pressured to choose sides quickly. He didn't envy their position and certainly didn't relish his own.

"Well think Mr. Reyes. If you were to side now, then in the event of war the Philippines collapsed. Your family and those who are close to you will be safe as we can guarantee safe passage to the United States."

"Wait…I thought you were going to protect the Philippines?"

"In the event of a preemptive strike from China, we might not be able to react," Bailey responded.

"But I thought you were going to be the one to preemptively strike China? This is getting confusing," Michael said, frustration seeping into his voice.

Bailey sighed, clearly trying to maintain his composure. "It's not that simple, Mr. Reyes. The situation is fluid, and while preemptive action is one of our strategies, it comes with significant risks. We need every advantage we can get, and your technology could be a game-changer."

"I need more clarity, Mr. Phillips. What exactly are you asking from me? What do you need my technology for?"

"For starters, what technology might you have in your closet?"

"Uhm…so far I only have in the navy," Michael answered.

"A naval warship? No, that is going to take a lot of time to deploy," Bailey interrupted, shaking his head. "We need something more immediate, more tactical."

Michael paused, and he opened his technological system and browsed through something that would interest the United States and have the facility to build it. After scrolling down bit by bit, he found something.

[Weather Manipulation Satellite]

[Cost: 350,000 System Points.]

[Description: An advanced satellite capable of manipulating weather patterns within a specified radius. Useful for creating storms, clear skies, or other weather conditions to aid in various strategic operations.]

Michael's eyes widened as he read the description. "This could be it," he muttered to himself.

"Oh nothing," Michael said, waving his hand dismissively. "Well, I do have the right technology that might be of interest to your nation."

"Ohh…what might that be?" Bailey asked.

"I think it's best if I were to discuss this with your President," Michael replied. "Now, yes, okay, I'm in. I'll be part of whatever operations you might have against China," Michael finished, his tone resolute. "But I need to discuss the specifics directly with your President. This isn't something that can be handled through intermediaries."

Bailey's eyes narrowed slightly, but he nodded. "Understood, Mr. Reyes. I'll arrange a secure call with President Greene immediately. This is a significant step forward."

Bailey stepped aside to make the necessary arrangements while Michael took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his decision settle on him. Who knew World War 3 would be so close, Michael thought.

Then Bailey returned with a secure satellite phone in hand. "The President is ready to speak with you," he said, handing the phone to Michael.

Michael took the phone, his grip firm. "Thank you, Bailey."

He brought the phone to his ear. "Hello, Mr. President. This is Michael Reyes."

"Mr. Reyes," President Greene's voice came through, clear and authoritative. "I understand you have a technology that could be pivotal for our strategic operations."

"Yup, and I will reveal it to you in time. I just want to make sure you'll keep your word in case a war breaks out," Michael said firmly.

"Of course," President Greene replied. "We will ensure the safety of the Philippines and provide any necessary support. Your cooperation is invaluable, Mr. Reyes. We will make sure to coordinate closely with you on this future project."

"Thank you, Mr. President," Michael said, feeling a slight sense of relief. "I'll get it ready then."

"Excellent. I look forward to seeing the results of your work. We'll be in touch," President Greene concluded before ending the call.

Michael handed the phone back to Bailey, who looked both impressed and relieved. "You've made the right choice, Mr. Reyes. We'll provide all the resources you need to get what you need on a project you have specifically on your mind."

"Don't get excited, it's just all experimental first," Michael said, trying to temper Bailey's enthusiasm. "We need to ensure everything works perfectly before deployment."

Bailey nodded, understanding the caution. "Absolutely, Mr. Reyes. We'll support you every step of the way. So, I'll get going now. I don't want to interrupt your vacation any longer."

"That would be much appreciated," Michael replied.

"And also, Mr. Reyes. Please do not tell a soul about what you have agreed to. This information is highly classified and must remain confidential," Bailey added, his tone serious.

"You got it."