165 Fate versus Destiny (1/2)

At least that is the plan.

But since I cannot speed things up with my power over time because those fictional realities are really a separate reality of their own, I will have to wait until my clones get things done for me.

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 prime-reality wouldn't be any use to me.

It is logical to assume so, as the likelihood of regaining some 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 me in a sense, both physically and mentally.

More correct to say almost like me since I didn't really give them a full copy of my memoires, 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 become artificial intelligence as those fictional realities already have the clones to worry about.

Honestly, if the clones are anything like me, which they are somewhat, 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 me as a third party of interest, who will help those that benefits me. At least that is what the clones should be behaving, for the mission is above all else.

But who knows, only time will truly tell me.

And by that, I do not mean I will be waiting around here in this spatial dimension and wait things out.

While it is enjoyable to see what the clones are doing on the monitor in movies, anime, games, and all sort of visual media really, I do have plenty of things I need to do in the entertainment industry.

Producing a blockbuster movie or creating a hit game will give me another fictional reality to take total advantage of.

It doesn't even need to be a movie or game from the original timeline, giving me greater freedom. As long as whatever product I can produce becomes 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 something to do with people collectively wishing that reality exists in some 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 medium, 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 time 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 medium, 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 means to me.

Maybe it is better to grease Zephyr instead? She should have some interesting artefacts herself.

I think I should start collecting some 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?Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

After some more thoughts on the matter, I have Legion monitors thing for me 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 apartment complex that housed all the employees being employed by the Firm.

The little social experiment I have going on there produces some 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 mention incredible slothful.

Of course, not all the employees working for the Firm is part of the social experiment.

Some 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 mention 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 time.

I rather waste time doing thing that I enjoy immensely.

”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 apartment via Hydra Network. She is already a member of Hydra. An outer member, but still a member, nonetheless. It is for her good work.

”G-good morning, Mr. Maxwell. I mean 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 time, 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 me, 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 something nice and rush out of the door of her apartment.

I couldn't help but laugh in amusement the whole time at watching her, but my amusement dies when Allison runs into the same 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 extreme, 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 memory 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 time 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 me immediately. 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.