We interrupt this broadcast to announce the live opening of the great interplanetary games on the planet Artemis.

Artemis, inaccessible dream, the planet of heaven and hell!

All the stars are based on Artemis.

Artemis is everywhere again and again but this year is exceptional.

Who in the financial battle will emerge as the winner?

World or Artemis. These two financial mastodons have always been at war with each other but a love marriage of a prince and a princess ended tragically with the death of our late lamented Artemis who gave her name to the planet.

This name was also that of the goddess of the hunt.

And this planet is dedicated to the hunt and its goddess Artemis.

Casinos, revalidation centres, fishing, walking and ecological tourism.

Artemis engineers are working to give this planet a splendour never before achieved on earth. The earth is disfigured by human mismanagement and overpopulation, but World and Artemis are working hand in hand to create new worlds and relieve our overpopulated world.

It is therefore with pleasure that we announce the HUNTER GAMES

10 teams compete to bring back the most lions and big beasts.

Only basic cars and weapons are allowed. No automatic weapons

Then the last 15 of the remaining teams will go into the deep jungle to hunt the black panther.

Here the rules get tough. Anything goes except murder.

And the two remaining teams will be allowed to participate in the very first

JURASSIC GAMES

The coveted hunt, the ultimate goal of any hunter or sportsman, to meet real Saurians.

65 million years separate us and this primal violence is finally within our reach.

The bioengineers of ARTEMIS and SUPERGENETICS have succeeded in reconstructing the genome and resurrecting the dinosaurs.

Unfortunately, only some of them could be brought back, but the real predators, the hunters, were out of our reach. But thanks to World's scientific exploration, in search of new worlds and terraformable planets, they got their hands on a world full of living creatures that were connected to our old earth and they succeeded in bringing back Raptors! The pinnacle of the hunt.

Surprises and twists and turns are in store.

Artemis has succeeded in recreating the climate of our primal land and recreating the original jungle that produced our precious oil.

Jurassic hunting has no rules. All blows are allowed

You can participate in the hunt by intervening on the course of events. Please participate in a list of sponsors and you will be able to bring ammunition, cars, helicopters, satellite aids, medical care and prevent the progress of the opposing teams by causing landslides, bridge breaks, cyborg decoy releases, forest fires, mines and death traps against your opponents.

There will be 1000 spots available for online participants. The first 10 will have a VIP place with a visit to the workshops, participate in android hunts, virtual manhunts, and the first prize will be able to participate in the upcoming hunter games. The registration fee offered for a value of 1 million credits, interstellar currency.

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Curtis turned off his HOLO TV and called Donovan.

He was sitting by a pool, his men preparing for the next expedition in 24 hours.

"Donovan, go ahead! Are you sure you know what you're talking about? You think she's World's right-hand man?

Yeah, she's on vacation. A murderer? Ah, too frail! But, hey, an accident happened here pretty quick.

Trevis? No, no, 100 people are staring at his place. He should be paying to work here instead of being paid. No one's irreplaceable. Yes, I agree with you, there are too many circumstances, these financial attacks, his sudden finds and Arcadia yes and then the spaceport and the death of Artemis who was also his wife. Yes, I know the inheritance but I bought back a good part of his shares before his death, I'm not afraid, nothing will happen to me.

No, I will catch her and make her talk and then a wife hunt will be a welcome extra, right?

HAHAHA, you're right."

And he cut off his assistant's com. Social networks no longer exist, they've been replaced by comms assistants. A kind of artificial intelligence that manages your profile and reputation and your place and rank as a citizen of the four Earth colonies.

I was sipping a high alcohol juice from another terrace overlooking the pool and Donovan waved his glass at me to mock me and test if I had a keen eye. I returned the courtesy.

Trevis was massaging my shoulders and coating me with nano sun cream with natural extracts.

He unbuttoned my top and put some cream on the top and viciously went down to the bottom, but I made him understand that it stopped there and that I had other fish to fry.

I pretended to be basking but I was in serious conversations with my dragon family and the fact that Darkia was Zmei's lost mom.

I was arguing with Falkor about whether or not to release the eggs.

I forbid him to do it. Aqua was furious with me because I told her the eggs were from Ignar and Falkor and Metanovae.

And that Metanovae was alive and that she would come looking for them one day.

Ignar wanted to get involved and I told him that if he opened his beak and pulled out one more piece of crap, Auberone would pull out all his teeth and ruin his awful tattoo, that they would draw the French flag of 1918 on his wings. He got scared and shut up. I reminded him if he'd tied a knot where I think it was, this trouble wouldn't have happened.

I shouted in Falkor's head: the children will be born free and in school. NOT ON A CATTLE FARM. I reminded him of the lava in the labyrinth and that my anger would be multiplied tenfold!

He squealed back: Yes, Madam, and they went whining in the wings of Aqua. Naughty Vermi! "

HMph

Trevis was talking to me but I didn't pay attention and I turned around angry: "WHAT!!!??? what do you want????"

Trevis: "Oh hooo, calm down, tiger! It's Donovan who just called me on my comm and he asked if you wanted to come and eat with them tonight to prepare for tomorrow's hunt. We have to bring back the group constitution tonight for the big beast event.

The most powerful opposing team will be Mr. Kim's team, the big shot of high finance if you know a little bit about the oddball. Beware of him, he's got henchmen everywhere and he doesn't hesitate to use big money to get what he wants from whom he wants and HOW he wants it."

I came back from the hotel park, greeted a few tourists and was hit on by some drunken men at the front desk next to the bar.

One of them wanted to grab my shoulder and I twisted his hand and heard CRACK, without doing it on purpose. He twisted himself in pain and told me he would have my skin. Bad luck, Mr. Kim came by and said, "You're already making my men bundle up? We are not yet panther-proof, you know? I see myself demanding compensation.

"Your man's drunk and can't behave. He's got nothing in his hand. Look, it's an act."

Spell: Minor care! And his hand goes back in place and he can't feel anything.

Spell: Terror!

"A monster, this girl's a monster! Her teeth, she's got a lot of teeth! She's going to eat us all!! aRRRGHHHH!

A medic came in and scanned his hand to say his hand was fine.

Kim turned around: you are lucky but one day it will turn around and I will be in front of you. as friend or foe. Only time will tell. He left as he arrived, as a drafty figure.

I came to my room and bought a new outfit, but in the evening I threw away my current dress, ruined by a drunkard.

I wanted to explode, I wanted to get back to my original shape and I felt the pressure and fatigue but the estrogen pills were working miracles and I could finally relax afterwards.

After a reviving shower and an automatic dresser, I was ready for the evening.

I went outside and Trevis quickly joined me in the corridors lit up in the old-fashioned way with LED bulbs with real insects crawling and attracted by the light. Geckos and all kinds of reptiles came out at night and started their sound melody and the typical cries of nature and the jungle in particular.

I could see Mr. Kim at one table and Donovan and his gang at the next table.