13 Protective Nature (2/2)
Selene has already prepared all the necessary digital books in my repository, indexed them according to popularity and year published.
These digital books, also known as ebooks, are exact copies from the original work, word for word.
All I need to do is to print and distribute them for the masses.
It seems simple enough.
I guess I will get started – right after Antigone wakes up.
No one interrupts her sleep, including me. It will be an earful if I do.
There is no need to hurry.
Jurassic Park isn't going to be published for more than 10 months.
I just need to publish the novel before Michael Crichton does. He will probably sue me for it since he should have most of it written down already.
I welcome him to try. The publicity will propel my company into established circle.
And once I win the court case against Michael Crichton, I will publish Harry Potter next and then Game of Thrones.
J. K. Rowling and George R. R. Martin should be working their respective book right about now. It will be more than a year until they can publish their work, so I have plenty of time.
I can't wait to see the look on their face when they learn about my plagiarism.
Fun time ahead.
Antigone sleeps until late evening. She wakes up when she gets hungry again.
I feed her once more and then ready to head home.
The house I had brought when I first arrived in 1990 is situated next to my mother's place. I move into once Hydra did a few necessary upgrades.
My mother is so friendly with me because I am her neighbor. She often sees me taking Antigone for a stroll. It was only today that she comes and talks to me personally.
I am planning to have her babysit Antigone while I go deal with business matter.
Is it wrong to have 8 years old grandmother watching her grandchild?
Well, that sounds wrong.
Anyway, it should be fine since the entire house is full of bugs and cameras, recording everything.
Selene is constantly monitoring the feeds, so I will know exactly if anything happens to my daughter.
In addition to that, Hydra Intelligence is also babysitting my daughter.
Shield Intelligence as well.
If someone is dumb enough to break into my home for whatever reason, I expect a couple of heavily armed assault teams to storm the place within a minute.
A dozen of Hydra sleeper agents is also scattered throughout the neighborhood, behaving like normal citizen.
I didn't notice any of my neighbors acting out of ordinary, so I guess these sleeper agents are good at blending in.
Shield tells me that there are some Russian and Chinese spies mingled in my neighborhood. They also ask whether I want them to have an unfortunate accident.
I decide to leave those spies alone as killing them will only have them replaces with more.
Shield Intelligence doesn't use sleeper agents as it is not within their doctrine, but they have hidden cameras everywhere, watching everyone like Big Brother.
Some may say all of that is an overkill and I am being overprotective.
I say it is not enough. I probably need to install a shield generator – one powerful enough to withstand a nuclear strike.
I will get to it once I releases more technical information into the Hydra Network. Shield Generator is 24th century technology.
I put Antigone to sleep when I return home. She seems to love my crappy singings.
Or maybe it is because my singing sucks that she falls asleep.
Eh…?
In any case, I did my job as a father. This is more than what my dad did when he had to look after me by himself.
I kiss Antigone on the forehead and make sure the blankets cover her completely before leaving the room.
Once outside the room, I activate the perimeter security by locking the door with a biometric sensor.
Laser grid buzzes inside the wall due to power surge before becoming silence.
The fusion reactor in the basement provide the laser grid with enough power that it will dice anything that try to breech into the room.
Maybe it is a bit overkill.
Oh well.
I teleport away to Hollywood after that.
It is time to see what Hollywood of 1990 is really like.