The Tycoon's Odyssey

Evan looked at the middle-aged man who had traits of Japanese Sakura people and seemed to be of mixed origin.

And when the system explained the analysis he was more shocked.

According to the system, most black belt fighters would be almost intermediate and the maximum were beginners. Even if they had skills all their fights were controlled under rules so didn\'t have much combat sense and intuition.

Those fighting in UFC can be graded at peak intermediate or almost the beginning of advanced. Only the soldiers, commandos of special forces, and specialised agents would have the skills of advanced and professional warriors.

Fighting was one of the most difficult skills to advance. To fit the criteria, one needs a good body with overall good stats, and good fighting skills that can be applied practically which can only be honed in a death fight.

Still, this man might be quite good.

Yesterday he was sparring with some students when Hiro Tastuke noticed that he was too advanced for others and he asked Evan to spar with him.

And that resulted in Evan being utterly defeated and that surprised the hell out of Evan. It\'s important to remember that Evan already could move his body without any discomfort and also he had fought some petty thieves previously which brought him acknowledgement from cops.

But Hiro Tastuke won, overwhelmingly.

In terms of pure skills, Evan was fucked up however if he gave hesitation and threw kicks and punches while taking blows, he could bind the man a bit..yeah only for a bit.

"Let\'s go sensei," Evan said with enthusiasm

Evan found out these days that he loved the thrill of fighting. He loved the thrill of mastering his styles and putting them into practice.

Evan fought Hiro Tastuke for one hour of his 2-hour class in the dojo. In the last spar, Evan threw a beautiful air kick in capoeira style that caught Hiro off guard as he was pinned down the next moment.

"Evan, you seem to be rusty huh? Your body is loosening up, however, you need to increase your flexibility " Hiro Tastuke said, noticing that the more Evan fought, the more he seemed better.

"Also you are growing at an exponential rate."

Evan chuckled and joked.

"Yes, sensei. I might be gen..." Evan\'s words paused for a few moments.

A certain flashback appeared in his eyes.

A man a few months older than him, with a gloomy eye standing against the wall, spoke to him with a smirk.

[You have good eyes and a natural talent to fight coupled with your exceptional perception.]

[You are blessed with good genetics required to become a fighter.]

It was one of old memories when he was caught in a gang war while returning in the middle of the night.

If not for certain someone, that day he was bound to die.

Hiro Tastuke didn\'t notice any oddity and just thought that this guy was just embarrassed.

"Well, from tomorrow onwards we will be sparring during the entire class," he said excitedly too because after all these years of fighting, he was already a black belt and it was difficult to find someone to spar with that could make him feel thrilled.

The boy had the potential to become a good UfC fighter.

He was tall, slim, agile, and fit.

"Yes, sensei" Evan shouted with a smile

"Stop calling me sensei. Does it feel weird? I am just sparring with you" he said with a chuckle

"Please take care of me from now on," Evan said while bowing his head.

He was pleased to have some new acquaintances.

...…..

21st January...

The app was almost ready.

For now, it didn\'t store any data so he didn\'t need a server.

He planned to release a free version first and then release a pro model based on feedback that could exert more compression.

But at that moment, a sudden idea came into my mind.

"The programming language is already of the future so it\'s almost impossible to hack. I mean there may be some way still….. It\'s still very difficult until someone knows the source code and runs it. Moreover, if I make an option for security with a password, it could also be used as a safety tool."

Evan rubbed his chin pondering about the potential. He felt that this thing surpassed what he had initially envisioned.

Compression can be used in file storage, image processing, video streaming, AI models, and network data transmission to reduce size and improve efficiency.

Everywhere…

It just didn\'t click in his mind before.

"The military or agents who stole data or something like this, can zip it with a password or store it so no one can crack it. People pay a lot for security and with this, I can provide a tool to store important things in the zipped password and can earn a huge sum.."

"HOLYSHIT!"

Evan crossed his arms over his head and screamed, "Didn\'t I make it too big..."

Suppressing his excitation, Evan told himself to calm down. He needs to do things thoroughly and he also needs more computational power.

At that time, his phone rang.

[Maria]

Evan smiled and picked up the call with a pleasant smile.

Nowadays, all there has been is good news.

Maybe they made it big or the new store might be ready to be opened.

"Yo, Maria...How is it going? What good news do you have now?"

[EVAN]

Hearing a scream, Evan\'s brows furrowed.

A bad premonition jolted his heart.

[Evan, that bitch, and her bastard are here making a scene...Those fuckers have found out about this. So you need to come here right now as fast as possible?]