"Alright, don't suffocate little Fang with all your straws." Lady Tunada was the one who spoke. She was Larkh's wife.
The women had now grabbed their mugs, sitting closer to the men. They too wished to know why Gort had made such a decision.
Despite Gort's age, he was quite mature in mind and wouldn't make such decisions without a plausible cause.
Could it be that someone in his home is critically ill on the cusp of death?... Or is it something else they are missing?
Money can never be the issue for a genius like Gort, so they didn't even think about it.
"Well, what is it? Speak up, brat!" Old man Zane was also growing anxious from all the silence.
In times like this, he wished he could jump up and smack Gort to death.
He was definitely doing it on purpose!
Doesn't he know that at their age, their old bones couldn't take so much excitement?
??????
If Gort knew their thoughts, he would definitely give them a second look of disbelief.
Who is it who went skydiving not too long ago?
Who is it that retired far earlier with his friends so they can tour the world and enjoy the thrills of life all day long?
Frail and fragile, my ass!
Each and everyone in this room retired way earlier than they were used to. Their goal was that when the oldest among them richest 65, they'll all retire, regardless of if some of the ladies were 55 or even 60.
Over the years, they've animated a lot of wealth for themselves. And despite retiring, they still make guest appearances in some universes here and there.
They also volunteer for worldly matters, and assist the government in some secret projects too. They typically get hired as consultants, get the cheque and leave. What they liked now was their freedom, their freedom to go anyway and decide to stay there for a month or even a year if they deemed fit.
Of course, if they retired with absolutely nothing to keep them busy, they would be bored out of their sockets. That's why they take on projects once or twice a month or 2.
—And now, he, Gort, was coming to them with the biggest Project of all. – Saving Humanity.
Gort needed not just their intelligence, but their connections too.
Raising his head Gort faced the group of Intellectuals with an unfathomable gaze. "Masters… Aunties… I need your help."
Hm? Need their help? Was Gort in some sort of trouble?
At this moment, the silence was knee-deep.
Everyone's heart sank into their bellies, not even knowing when they had leaned in so closely. They've never seen Gort so serious.
Staring at the intellects who seemed worried for his sake, Gort felt warm. He knew that saying things without showing 'a hand', wasn't enough to convince these Researchers and top Intellectuals.
It's not that they won't believe him, but that they might accurately understand the severity of the matter if he didn't go all out with them. What he didn't want was for anyone to think he was exaggerating.
"Masters… Aunties… I need your help to save humanity!" Gort didn't even wait for them to digest the news. "There's a flood, a big flood coming. That's why I need your help."
"_"
(Silence)
The old men and women helplessly massaged their furrowed foreheads.
A flood? Of course floods and hurricanes happen all over the world almost every year.
Sure, once in a while, there might be a right one that destroys cities and homes. But where have you ever heard of any Flood affecting the entire world as a whole?
It's true that humanity was an asshole that didn't treat mother nature right. Still, Mother Nature has always been forgiving, closing one foot and opening another to ensure their survival. So how can there be any flood that raises flags on a wholly global scale?
Gort sighed, already expecting their results. He reached for his pocket, shrugging innocently. "I know it's hard for me to explain it all without any results… So how about I show you?"
At the touch of a button, the circular mechanical disc the size of a compact mirror, began to spin. And then, a scene they would never forget in their lives, slowly unfolded before their very eyes.
~Ahhhh!!!!!
Several people shot up from their seats, pointing their quivering fingers while opening and closing their mouths, no words able to escape their lips.
This .. this… this…
"Masters, aunts," the corners of Gort's lips raised slyly the more he spoke. "Allow me to explain..."