Chapter 17 -- Wealthy Clients

 

Chapter 17

Wealthy Clients

The next day, Nathan and Salih, preparing for a new operation, were in the equipment room with their other team members. Each of them was putting on their specialized suits, checking their weapons, and preparing their gear.

In fact, Nathan and Salih were not here to fight—they were entirely recreational clients.

Nathan was a high-level stockbroker in his country.

Salih was a wealthy businessman in the oil industry.

Like every client who set foot on Tetria Island, they were here to experience adventure, excitement, and adrenaline.

But there was one rule for every client:

• They had to make a special agreement with Tetria.

The purpose of this agreement was clear:

• While clients were enjoying themselves,

• The suits they wore collected real-time psychological and biological data.

Nathan and Salih were aware of this system—and willingly participated.

The advanced combat suits they wore were not just armor.

They were equipped with sensors that measured:

• Psychological parameters

• Hormonal responses

• Adrenaline levels

• Stress tolerance

• Pain thresholds

all in real-time.

In short, Tetria monitored, recorded, and analyzed every physical and psychological change in their bodies during combat scenarios.

For Nathan and Salih, it was a game—a thrilling adventure.

For Tetria, it was advanced scientific data.

The five-person team, consisting of three robots and two humans, was fully ready.

Gideon stood before them, explaining what needed to be done before the operation began.

No orders had been given yet; everyone was on standby.

In these simulation games, opposing teams consisted of both humans and robots.

Each team acted within their scenario, engaged with the opposing team, and fought according to the game’s rules.

The goal was simple:

Create a fully entertainment-focused experience within the system.

Clients could experience, as if in a video game:

• Realistic combat sensations

• Tactical challenges

• Adrenaline

• Pain and stress

Robots, meanwhile, served as both allies and opponents to make the experience realistic.

Gideon’s voice echoed through the room:

“Everyone knows their role, everyone knows what to expect. Once the order comes, the operation starts.”

He walked to the front, placing his transparent tablet on the car’s hood.

The team formed a half-circle around the tablet, all focused on it.

Gideon opened the map.

A 3D layout of the area appeared on the screen.

Red and blue zones were clearly marked.

He pointed and began speaking:

“Yes friends, we are currently in the red zone.”

He swiped his finger across the map.

“The blue zone is approximately 300 meters ahead. There may be people from the opposing faction ready to take turns and confront us.”

After a brief pause, he continued:

“That’s why we need to be careful.”

He moved closer to the blue zone on the map.

“There are several elevators there. But we are not using them.”

The team listened attentively.

“We will move through the stairs underground.”

He indicated the stair entrance on the map.

“No splitting up. I will go first, and you will follow behind.”

He then showed the areas each team member needed to check.

“Each member monitors their zone. Move silently. Breaking sound discipline is strictly forbidden.”

Gideon glanced at his tablet one last time, then raised his head to address the team:

“Understood?”

His words seemed to motivate the team.

Nathan’s face showed an unusual excitement at the possibility of experiencing pain again.

But Salih…

His stillness, the tension on his face, and the slight trembling of his breath were noticeable.

Gideon noticed this.

He turned his gaze to Salih.

“Everything okay?” he asked.

Salih was silent for a few seconds.

Finally, he lowered his head slightly and voiced his fear:

“The pain from yesterday… I can’t forget it,” he said.

“It really felt like a bullet had pierced me.”

He cleared his throat and continued:

“And honestly… right now, I’m scared.”

At Salih’s confession, a few team members burst out laughing.

Even Nathan couldn’t help but chuckle.

Gideon placed a hand on Salih’s shoulder.

There was a faint understanding in his eyes.

“Alright, Salih,” he said in a calm but firm tone.

“Follow me.” He added,

“I’m reducing the pain effect of your suit. You’ll feel less of yesterday’s impact if you get hit. But still… try not to get shot.”


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