11 Surprise before the Poseidon (2/2)
He had given a lot of thought as to what business he would operate, and he wanted a product the consumer needed. The problem with this was there were so many businesses in the Andromeda Federation, let alone the Milky Way or other human inhabited galaxies, that every product possible had already been invented. All that was left were imitation products or trying to improve a product that had already been improved twenty or thirty times before.
”What are you talking about?” Mazur asked him in confusion, ”We have the designs for every device ever made my humanity.”
Ivan was dumfounded. ”Eh? Really?”
”Of course. Every single three-dimensional construct can be considered a blueprint for the four-dimensional equivalent. Also, these are only the most basic of four-dimensional construct. The addition of the fourth dimension allows for so much more than you could possibly imagine.”
”So we can just rebuild them in the fourth dimension and that's that?”
”Not exactly. They have to be tweaked to allow for a different energy source, and there may be a few small differences in material properties, but the fundamental principles behind these devices remain basically the same. Well, except for things relying on gravity or temperature will no longer work the same.”
”I still can't believe it's that simple,” Ivan said incredulously.
”As a human, how easy is it to create a two-dimensional painting? It's technically three-dimensional, because both the ink and canvas are made of three-dimensional materials. Yet how easy is it to create a two-dimensional object with three-dimensional matter? We need to do the same, only creating a three-dimensional object with four-dimensional matter instead.”
Ivan gradually understood the method of Mazur to recreate these objects. It truly was like painting, as a three-dimensional object was the equivalent of a flat image in subspace, but by creating it out of four-dimensional materials, it would be able to exist within subspace without collapsing into pure energy and dispersing.
The concept of these recreated devices sparked an inspiration in Ivan. They could create pseudo three-dimensional products which he could sell to consumers. They would be untraceable, untamperable, and nobody could ever create an imitation product.
”We now have the means to find food. Shall we return to where our ship is?” Ivan asked with a sly grin. ”We need to collect some employees to start up my company.”
Mazur's face also extended into a smirk. ”Yes. I'm interested if your abilities to manipulate people are as good as you make them out to be. Speaking of which, I had promised to help you, so of course I will be sticking around for a while. What is my position in this new company of yours?”
”Please, that promise was rubbish, you only plan to stick around because you need protection. You're my head researcher for new products, equipment, and anything else I decide I want.”
Mazur button nose quivered as he chuckled lightly, completely ignoring Ivan's accusation on his credibility. The two of them grabbed several spears and carried them with them as they rapidly ascended in subspace. They adjusted their rising angle to intercept the planet at it's new position according to Mazur's calculations, but they still need to build up enough speed to catch up to it.
Distance in the third dimension was different in the forth dimension, so Ivan and Mazur somehow managed to catch up to the planet. Their bodies stayed in subspace, only appearing like two illusory shadows in the three-dimensional space as they descended on the planet through the atmosphere. They kept some distance with the surface of the universe and even though only one side of their bodies could emerge in the third dimension, that one side falling through the atmosphere would leave their true bodies burnt and scarred.
Mazur recalled the location of the Poseidon on the planet with uncanny accuracy, so they found their way back extremely quickly. When they arrived at the ship however, they were both greatly surprised by the scene presented in front of them.
A group of twenty humans, if they could be called that, were on their knees prostrated before the Poseidon and were calling out in a strange language that seemed indecipherable.
”We've only been gone for a couple days, right? These are humans, right?” Ivan asked curiously.
Mazur considered this before answering, ”By my calculations, only a few days should have gone by, so something must have happened during that time to cause this scene. They appear to be humans, but to be precise, they would be recognized as their own human specie.”
Ivan stared at these twenty people at a loss. They wore robes which consisted of several overlapping layers of cloth. What skin was visible, was a creamy tan almost exactly the same as the humans Ivan knew. Their hair was long for both males and particularly females, ranging in colors centered on red, orange, or a tawny brown. Their eyes were almost universally amber, but apart from that appeared completely human.
What baffled Ivan the most though was two aspects. The first was that every single person had a pair of short fox ears on their head, each the size of a fist. Even more baffling, were the fox tails that extended from a small fold in their clothes around the base of the spine.
”They're fake, right?” Ivan glance at Mazur in desperation. ”This would have to be a complete joke of natural selection and evolution. Tell me their fake.”