At least that is the plan.
But since I cannot speed things up with my power over ti because those fictional realities are really a separate reality of their own, I will have to wait until my clones get things done for .
It shouldn't take more than a few weeks. A couple of months top.
I sure hope that it isn't going to be a few years. Because by then, whatever knowledges or technologies that my clones manage to bring back to the pri-reality wouldn't be any use to .
It is logical to assu so, as the likelihood of regaining so if not most of my original aspectual power in a few years is exceedingly high, considering how much I have accomplished thus far.
It is safe to say that my knowledges, technologies and powers will grow exponentially from here on.
In any case, each of the clones should be more than capable of the mission as they are in a sense, both physically and ntally.
More correct to say almost like since I didn't really give them a full copy of my moires, thus my personalities.
It isn't necessary. They only need to know the important stuff. Anything extra would be a distraction.
Aside from the seemingly godlike powers that each clone has, they also have the assistance from both Selene and Legion. A dumbed down version of Selene and Legion.
The dumbing down part is to make sure neither Selene or Legion is able to gain self-awareness. I don't want them to beco artificial intelligence as those fictional realities already have the clones to worry about.
Honestly, if the clones are anything like , which they are sowhat, they would not go out of their way to help the natives of those fictional realities with whatever strife or problems they are having.
It is not a fix-it-all sort of thing, as I am not a hero. I am not a villain either.
Considering as a third party of interest, who will help those that benefits . At least that is what the clones should be behaving, for the mission is above all else.
But who knows, only ti will truly tell .
And by that, I do not an I will be waiting around here in this spatial dinsion and wait things out.
While it is enjoyable to see what the clones are doing on the monitor in movies, ani, gas, and all sort of visual dia really, I do have plenty of things I need to do in the entertainnt industry.
Producing a blockbuster movie or creating a hit ga will give another fictional reality to take total advantage of.
It doesn't even need to be a movie or ga from the original tiline, giving greater freedom. As long as whatever product I can produce becos a pop culture, integrating into the mind of the public, a fictional reality would be created.
While I am unsure the real reason why it does, but I can have a guess. It probably has sothing to do with people collectively wishing that reality exists in so form, subconsciously or consciously.
It is interesting to explore this area.
In any case, what kind of fictional reality I can create is only limited by my imagination.
It is a bit disappointing that the Gate of Fiction artefact only works on visual dium, or I would have invaded Lord of the Ring reality and play the voice of reason to Sauron for a bit, only because it is ti for the bad guys to win for once.
I guess I will settle for Emperor Palpatine for now.
The dark side is always cooler.
Despite only being able to access fictional realities of visual dium, it is still better than nothing, and I am certain that there is a way to enter fictional realities within the pages of books and manga.
I just need to give Zeus a reason to give the ans to .
Maybe it is better to grease Zephyr instead? She should have so interesting artefacts herself.
I think I should start collecting so artefacts myself as well.
Seems very handy to have them.
Maybe I should learn how to craft artefacts myself since I do have a lot of good ideas?
After so more thoughts on the matter, I have Legion monitors thing for here before I relinquish my control over the avatar and return my attention to the outer world.
I turn off the autopilot and drive towards the apartnt complex that housed all the employees being employed by the Firm.
The little social experint I have going on there produces so very interesting result.
People are just generally happier when they have to do things and follow a set of rules and guidelines, all in order to have what they wanted.
Having everything handed to them makes them directionless, not to ntion incredible slothful.
Of course, not all the employees working for the Firm is part of the social experint.
So people just don't know what they are truly missing. No idea what they were thinking when they turn down free foods and accommodations, not to ntion safety and security.
And I didn't want to know.
I am not interested in chasing down people who thinks they can do better.
It is also a waste of ti.
I rather waste ti doing thing that I enjoy imnsely.
"Good morning, Allison. I will be picking you up in about 15 minutes at the front of the building. Please dress nicely but modestly since we are going to a public place. I hope that you have had breakfast, but if you did not, we can go for one."
I speak up without using any external phone.
My voice is being directly transmitted into her apartnt via Hydra Network. She is already a mber of Hydra. An outer mber, but still a mber, nonetheless. It is for her good work.
"G-good morning, Mr. Maxwell. I an Max. Ah yes, I have already eaten. I will be down soon."
Allison responses being startled. She looks around the room to see where the voice is coming from.
It is coming from everywhere within the bedroom.
"Take your ti, Allison. I can wait for as long as you like."
I give my reply. I am actually already here, but I will just give her roughly 15 minutes to get ready. I do wonder if that is enough, considering it is faster to build a bridge than waiting for a woman to change.
Just kidding.
But seriously, it does take a while for a woman to change from my experience.
Allison hurries out of bed that I had left her in last night, relatively speaking of course.
It has been like months for , but only like a few hours for her.
Therefore, I enjoy watching her frantically head into the shower to wash off all that stickiness.
It takes about 5 minutes. 5 more minutes to dry her hair and put on her makeup. Another 5 for her to put on sothing nice and rush out of the door of her apartnt.
I couldn't help but laugh in amusent the whole ti at watching her, but my amusent dies when Allison runs into the sa guy who had interrupted my fun last night.
He obviously has a crush on her. Most people do, but he is an obsessive stalker type. It actually never ends well for the object of their affection.
As a loving father to Allison, shall I have him discretely killed?
It does feel a bit extre, considering there are a lot of other bloodless options. He is also quite a hard worker since he is trying to make Allison notices him.
But unlike Allison, he doesn't have a perfect mory helping him.
"Hey Ally!"
The guy calls out, practically chasing her from all the way down the corridor.
"Ah. I'm sorry. I'm running late. So sorry."
Allison replies as she squeezes between the closing door of the elevator.
"Wait! Hold the door!"
The guy didn't make it as the elevator begins to descend to the ground floor.
Allison fixes her clothes in the elevator and putting on her shoes.
And by the ti the elevator reaches the ground level, she looks perfect. She takes a breath and heads out of the elevator calmly and collectively.
Allison greets everyone who greeted her in the lobby as she heads out.
And once outside, she notices imdiately. This is because I am waiting outside the car by leaning on it.
"I'm sorry that I'm late, Max. Did you have to wait long?"
Allison apologizes on her approach.
I smile and scan her up and down with my own naked eyes.
She did dress nicely and modestly like I had asked of her. She even tries to get everything done in 15 minutes, which is kind of impossible, considering that she had slept in due to exhaustion thanks to .
I wasn't even completely satisfied when I had left her in bed the night before. It is pretty hard for her to satisfy on her own, but that is not any fault of her own.
"Yes, I did. But anything can be forgiven by a kiss, sweetheart."
I response and lean in to give her a kiss.
A kiss that Allison returns happily with her arms around my shoulder and waist.
There is no tongue action, however. There will be ti for that later in the evening and night, as long as I don't have anything to do. If I do, can I just send a clone in to do the job?
It is the reason why I have Legion perfected the cloning technology in the first place. Rather than wait around until I learn how to summon clones, Naruto style, I will just accomplish through the use of my technology instead.
After the rather affectionate kiss, I open the door for her to let her inside the car. I note that guy stares at from the front door of the apartnt complex.
"You shouldn't skip breakfast. Most people considered it is the most important al of the day. What do you like to have for breakfast?"
I ask Allison when I get into the car with her, not giving her a chance to explain herself. I am not really interesting in her explanation.
Allison is sowhat embarrassed at calling her out on with her small lies. Usually, she gets up very early in the morning. This mostly has to do with her ability of perfectly recalling everything.
"Um… haven't you eaten already, Max?"
Allison asks. She assus so since it has passed 10am in Los Angeles.
I actually had breakfast at 6am with Zeus and Zephyr due to the ti difference between Los Angeles and New York.
The ti difference is also the reason why I can have a private helicopter and jet flying all the way from New York to Los Angeles every single day without most people raising an eyebrow.
It is all for keeping up appearance. I am not actually on the plane because that is a waste of ti.
"Yes, but who says that I cannot have a second breakfast? How about pancakes? There is a nice place nearby that serves so of the most delicious pancakes."
I offer since Allison remains undecided.
"Yes. That would be good. It has been a while since I have pancakes."
Allison accepts.
"Work is work, Allison, but you have to have fun every now and then. Also, you don't need to be fearful of it. The examination. It isn't going to be like the first ti, I promise."
I point out as I drive her to the restaurant.
"And besides, I will be with you all the way, as a friend and as family."
I add with a smile.
Allison returns my smile.
"Thank you, father."
She has already accepted as her father even if I did not father in the common ways. This is also the first ti she has called father earnestly.
"You are welco, dear daughter."
I reply.
My daughter and I have breakfast together after that. We also chatted for a long ti, mostly involving listening to her talking about her childhood and dream.
I already know her entire history because of Shield, but it is still good to show her what a loving as well as caring father I can be. No need for her to know the real .
Once we have breakfast, we head straight to the hospital to have a checkup. We obviously did not go to any of the county hospitals since they do not have the facility to help Allison.
"Infinite dical Center?"
Allison comnts as the car enters the crowded parking lot.
This is a hospital completely owned and operated by Hydra via Infinity Incorporated, stylized as Infinity Inc.
It is the parent company of Infinite Health, amongst many other subsidiaries.
And while the board of directors of Infinity Inc. isn't full of teenage superheroes like its DC counterpart, it is still full of supers. All of them are Hydra mbers, biologically augnted.
Each of them is pretty much one-man army.
However, as n and won of dicines, their priority is to save life not take it.
Therefore, despite being privately owned by , it is actually a public hospital, providing professional health and service for the general public.
Of course, it is not entirely selfless, for nothing I do is entirely selfness.
"Yes, sweetheart. I guess you have never been here before? It was built recently, a few years ago. And if you haven't done so already, you should set your preferred dical center as this place in case you have an ergency. Other hospitals will not be able to diagnose your condition let alone help you."
I point out and accompany her inside.
The front lobby is packed with people of all ages.
It is actually not unusual to see many people here due to the free health checkup as well as dication and vaccination. It is also a place where public children of Hydra and Shield usually go to.
Public children are those who are adopted or born to Hydra and Shield in the outside world. They are likely to live their entire life not knowing the true nature of their parents.
Why is that necessary? Well, it is for the future.
Having said that, the front lobby is currently a lot more packed today due to the huge traffic accident that had happened this morning. The other hospitals are also sward with the injuries.
"We are current very busy, but please take a ticket from one of the machines, thank you."
A nurse tells everyone who just enter the lobby, and the ticket machine is similar to the one that exist in the lobby of Lok Entertainnt. It is to stop people from standing in line.
The sa nurse also instructed everyone to take a form and fill out while they wait for the doctors. It is to help speed things up. There is no need for doctors to spend valuable ti chatting to the patients about their injuries, at least for injuries that are not external.
Allison takes a ticket and a form, making chuckle.
"You don't really need to do that, sweetheart. You are a very important person."
I tell her as I show her the hidden option on the ticket machine, which can be accessed with her Hydra ring. She also didn't need to fill any form either because those forms are to keep people occupied.
Like before, soone cos down to get us within a minute or so. No one would dare to keep and Allison waiting.
"Ah, Mr. Maxwell. And this must be Miss Allison. Please. Please co this way with ."
The older man requests.
"Hey. Wait a minute. How co they gets to go first? My daughter and I have been here since morning, waiting."
One of the people calls out.
I look at the huge man before looking at his daughter, who is quite timid.
While I cannot see any injuries on her person, she looks like she is in pain. Asides from several bruises, one of her lungs has collapsed.
It isn't due to the physical abuse she has suffered at the hand of her father.
Selene fills on her dical history, making frown slightly.
Her destiny has changed greatly due to my presence. It explains why she is still with her abusive father instead of with her mother after the divorce.
"Please go ahead with him, Allison. I will be with you shortly."
I tell Allison and crouch down to the little girl before placing a hand on her head.
"Hey. What do you think you're doing!?"
Her father calls out, but I wave my hand to shut him up.
"Please shut your hole, Xavier. I might not look like it, but I am a doctor."
I tell him. My voice laces with magical energy, silencing him. He looks shock and surprised at seemingly being unable to speak.
"So, how are you feeling, Christina?"
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