Meanwhile, in theputer room,

Dax was sitting between twoputer experts, Max and Stefan.

After briefly talking with them, Dax decided to y games to test Gael’s gaming skills. He couldn’t trust what his mother said right away; he needed to check.

"What game are you going to y, Dax? Don’t tell me you’ll y a game for kids your age?" Stefan said casually, but the little man gave him a stern gaze.

Stefan pretended not to notice his re. He needed to test Dax’s programming skills, but it would be too obvious if he tested him too straightforwardly. So, he just went with the flow, watching how Dax yed the game.

"Of course not, Uncle Gael..." Dax smiled at Stefan before he continued. "We will y Survival in the Apocalypse. This is a new game from Soft Techpany. Have you heard about it?"

Stefan was surprised to hear that. "You y Survival in the Apocalypse?" he asked.

"Yes, Uncle. But my mother doesn’t let me y alone without adults around me. So, every time I y, Uncle Max bes my game partner. Because that game isn’t in my age category yet, but I can y it well."

Dax’s eyes beamed, talking about the game he had yed recently.

"Wow! I became curious and wanted to see your gamey, Little Man," Stefan smiled.

"I think I’m quite skilled; my level and skill are way better than Uncle Max’s because I defeated him every single time. Right, Uncle Max?"

Max almost fell from his seat.

’Damn this little boss, how could he expose my poor gaming skills in front of Grim Reaper?’ Max vented his frustration in his heart. He lost his words to answer him and just smiled bitterly at his little boss.

Stefan failed to notice Max’s miserable expression. He was too busy with his thoughts, thinking that Dax could y a tough game at the hardest or most brutal mode avable very well and even beat an adult like Max.

Survival in the Apocalypse is an online game where five people must work together toplete missions in a city full of zombies and monsters. This is a teamwork game, and knowing this toddler could y the game well surprised him.

’Did Be suggest he y this game? There’s an age limit on this game!’ Stefan wondered while ncing at the curious Dax beside him.

"Uncle Gael, do you know that game, right!?" Dax asked again.

"Of course, I know," Stefan answered while smiling.

He knew about Survival in the Apocalypse; he and his team created the game for Soft Tech, a subsidiary of the RDF Group. Theirpany, Soft Tech, is one of the biggest gamepanies in the world.

"Yay! Let’s y, Uncle Gael..." Dax shouted in happiness. He immediately turned on theputer before him and urged Max to log into the game. He asked him to contact two of their gaming friends to y with them.

"Max, you don’t have to contact them. We can y the game with just the three of us." Stefan’s words shocked Max and Dax.

Stefan ignored their frowns and continued, "I will add two of my regr bots to y with us..." he said casually while turning on theputer.

"What? Do you want to add bots? Do you mean NPC? Hero?" Max was confused to hear that.

"Yes. But I made these bots myself," Stefan casually answers while turning on theputer.

"Gael, sorry to ask you again. Do you really know the game we are going to y?"

"Yeah, I know," Stefan answered. "Survival in the Apocalypse?"

"Yupe. But why do I feel we didn’t talk about the same game? Because in Survival in the Apocalypse, we can’t y using heroes or bots. We need real yers to y as a team toplete the mission."

Max patiently exined, worried that Gael wouldn’t understand or that the game he talked about differed from theirs.

Stefan ignored Max and continued typing quickly on the keyboard. Suddenly, theputer screen went dark, and green and red code lines rapidly appeared.

Dax and Max watched Gael, not asking anything but wondering what exactly he was doing.

Max turned his gaze away and focused on hisputer; somehow, he felt exhausted dealing with Gael.

However, Dax, who had been watching Gael’s hand movements and the screen, was shocked when he saw the weing page of the game they usually yed appear.

’So Uncle Gael is ying the same game as us...’ Dax thought, his eyes on the yer list. He was even more shocked when he saw three yers there, and the yer ID amazed him.

"Uncle, did you really add those yers? How could you do that?" Dax asked, confused. He remembered clearly that this game couldn’t be yed by bots, heroes, or anything other than humans.

Before Stefan could answer, Dax suddenly jumped from his seat and moved closer to Stefan’sputer screen. He wanted to confirm the yer ID name. It took him only a few seconds to verify it.

Dax silently swallowed after confirming the name ID and that the three of them were the top yers in the global ranking.

"What happened, Dax?" Max stood from his seat to look at Stefan’s monitor closely. "Wow! Did you invite the top global yers? You know them?"

Just like Dax, Max was shocked beyond words by what he saw. They looked at Stefan, waiting for him to answer, but he just smiled at them.

"Uncle Gael, do you know them? How did you get their IDs?" Dax’s voice trailed off as he realized something. "No way... Uncle, don’t tell me you own one of these IDs. You are...the top global yer? Really?

For real? OMG—"

Max was even more shocked when he heard Dax’s words. He couldn’t help but ask, "Gael, is it true?"

Stefan scratched his head before he answered, "Seriously, you guys don’t know about Soft Tech?"

Dax and Max exchanged nces before looking back at Stefan, confused.

"What do you mean?" Max asked.

"Soft Tech is a subsidiary of the RDF Group. You know about it, right? Fear...?"

’Hell! He knows about me?’ Max was shocked to hear Gael calling him by his hacker ID.