Master of Time

After this, I don't think I need to attend the court case in the future.

It is unnecessary. It is also because I already have my fun.

I have seen what I needed to see.

Any more would be pointless and a waste of time.

Allison will take care of the rest for me.

That is her job after all, and she is quiet good at it from what I can understand.

Mr. Simmons has given her all the compliments in the world.

And he isn't a one to brag needlessly. None of the seniors at the firm are. They will give compliments as well as critics when it is due.

I like people like that. Direct and straight forwards when working, no bullshits and right to the point.

I will have dinner with Allison tonight to show how much I have appreciated her work.

Maybe it will lead to more – probably.

As for Henry Oxford, his sudden appearance in the courtroom takes away the spotlight from me.

Due to his status, he is rarely seen in public.

And whenever he is in public, the media and paparazzi follows him everywhere.

Even the people in the jury are not paying attention to me or the other party any more. Our case has become secondary in the presence of Henry Oxford.

People in the courtroom and outside in the hallway questions why Henry is here.

The case against me and my company is still fairly low profile despite all the publicity it has generated over the last few days.

Furthermore, this particular case shouldn't concern someone as powerful as Henry Oxford.

In front of so many cameras and people, Henry reveals that Chrono Holdings is the parent company of Terra Entertainment.

It is about time I let the general public know.

Riding the current publicity of the case, it will push Terra Entertainment into the starlight. The media will talk about this for a whole week, possibly more.

That is a good thing. And it is exactly what I am hoping for.

And contrary to what people are currently saying, this court case does concern Henry himself since he still is the chairman of Chrono Holdings.

That is another nail or two in the coffin for Mr. Cricton.

Anyone who have ever tried to sue Chrono Holdings is in a world of pain, financially and emotionally.

Chrono Holdings is so well connected and funded so many multi-billions dollars corporations through its banking subsidiary, Chrono Reserves, in United States that even the Government thinks twice about suing it.

I am sure that Chrono Holdings vs the United States legal battle will happen sooner or later, if not for all the illegal dealings the company has done in the past then it is for the obvious monopoly.

If someone takes the time to go through every transaction by the company and its subsidiaries, it will become very clear that the company directly controls about 80% of the financial and economic sector in the United States.

That is a ground for a lawsuit.

I am very looking forwards to that particular legal battle, as it will demonstrate why Chrono Holdings is untouchable, not even by the United States Government.

Furthermore, Oxford Enterprise also has stake in my company.

It is one of the major shareholders, as I don't mind Henry making money from my plans.

Money to me is growing more and more meaningless. When I can create literally money from nothing with my power, it really lost all meaning.

Aside from simply exchanging courteous greeting with Henry Oxford, I did not speak to him on my way out of the courthouse. Talking to him too long so will likely create another situation like Rebecca.

One beautiful girl dying in a fiery explosion after forcibly driving off a cliff at my hands is enough.

Also, it is boring to repeat the same thing. The next time some dumbass reporters try to exploit things that everyone has told them not, I will just send a death squad to take care of it quickly.

I have a look at Mr. Crichton outside the courthouse.

The man looks ghastly, all alone.

His laywer has bolted on the account of Henry Oxford.

No law firm in the United States would dare to go against Henry. Even if they manage to win and it is a very, very big if, Henry will buy out the firm and crush the ones who dare to challenge him.

Although I am the in wrong for stealing his work, I did warn Michael about refusing my offer.

It isn't a bad offer per se.

If Michael had accepted the offer, he would get to become the original author of the book as well as having the chance to direct the movie.

I have already planned it from the start with the initial M.C. – it obviously stands for Michael Crichton.

There is no need to hide that. He might thought I am too lazy to change the initial.

I didn't really need to hold onto the copyright of his intellectual property. I just need the unrestricted right to distribute and reproduction. That alone will give me the mean to achieve my goals.

Sadly, Mr. Crichton has to let his ego wins over him.

True, there are many ways to reach the same goal, but those other ways are not fun at all.

Plus, doing something like this accomplishes several things simultaneously.

I like to kill a lot of birds with one bullet, so I like to line them all up before I take a shot.

In addition, I just love to see people falling for traps I have laid out blatantly for them in plain sight.

If they just let go of their prides and egos, they would have notice my trap and avoid it skilfully.

It is not that hard, honestly.

"How are you, Miss Bullock? Care to join for lunch? I am starving after getting yelled at and almost get thrashed around in court."

I ask after I have paid enough attention to Michael Crichton.

What happened to the man from now on is no longer my concern. He has made his choice, and I am not a nice enough person to constantly giving him chances.

Sandra accepts my offer. We have a wonderful lunch together with Antigone.

I pick my daughter up at the company on my way to my favourite restaurant. They did not use a food synthesizer to make my meal. I don't need to check. I know from the unique taste alone.

The Synthesizer is great at duplicating a meal, but it can never create a unique taste each time.

Due to Antigone being with us, Sandra and I didn't get to enjoy ourselves after lunch, so another time perhaps. She also has to return to work after lunch. It isn't really her day off.

Sandra tells me that she is looking for a place to live.

I remind her that the company will provide her one at her request.

Even so, Sandra wants to look for one herself. And she wants me to accompany her, so I suppose I will have to make time for her.

Woman is so needy.

After lunch, I return to the company and check the progress on all my plans.

Most of my plans are on track. Some are on hold because of the emergence of the temporal rifts at an unexpected time.

I cannot do anything about that, but I can do something about the current state of the electronic and computing sector. My company needs a lot more computing power for postproductions of my movies and films.

Steve Jobs and Bill Gates and their respective companies are needed to be added into the loop.

They are currently trying to figure out ways to salvage their situations brought on by the unveiling of the LCD screen. Apple and Microsoft have long-term contracts with companies who are using obsolete display technology, and if they break the contract, they will have to pay millions.

In fact, a lot of computer and software companies.

It creates a nice situation where I can swoop in and save many of them, earning their graces. Well, not me personally since no one knows I am secretly controlling the entire market.

"Please request a meeting with Mr. Jobs and Mr. Gates as soon as possible, Cassandra."

I tell the receptionist once I have make a timeslot for them. I will invite others to join them as well to give my word some weights. My appearance probably won't earn them any confidence.

"Yes sir, Mr. Maxwell. Will that be all?"

Cassandra answers.

"That will be all, for now. Thank you, Cassandra."

I response and then hang up. I spend the rest of the day drafting up more screenplays with Sandra and Jennifer in mind.

They will need to star in their own movies.

I also feed Antigone and sing her to sleep.

When that is all done, I request Hydra to prepare an assault team for me as well as a black site. I have a bunch of kids to kidnap along with my mother.

It will be fun, but I will need to wait until early evening, when they are finally heading home from their school.

With a couple of hours still left on the clock, I decide to continue experimenting with my newest ability, summoning. I gain it after gaining a summon.

I have tried the summoning a few times when I first return to the prime universe. It to make sure that Terra didn't lie to me. For someone like her, I didn't think she would, but I still needed to make sure.

Summoning is as simple as calling a name and think about the summoned.

"Elune Whisperwind."

I call out with her image in mind.

Summoning needs both a command and a mental thought.

A magical portal appears at my request, allowing Elune to pass through, leaving her world and entering mine.

She is wearing a very revealing attire akin to a bikini, covering her crotch and her breast only. A dagger holstered around her hips and bow around her shoulder and back as usual.

"Greeting, Master. How may I serve you?"

Elune greets me, kneeling. She calls me Master.

There is a certain charm to that.

Elune is a Hunter in her society.

She has been for the last thousand years, as soon as she reaches adulthood. She is not immortal, but she has extremely long lifespan. An elf of her world can live for tens if not hundred thousands of years, which is far longer than any human could possibly live.

I will dissect her to find out how she ticks eventually.

There are human on her world along with many other fantasy races. And like in so many fantasy books, the human is stuck in a medieval society.

I guess magic does supress science. When you can create fire with a word or a thought, do you really want to waste valuable time to investigate how fire exactly works?

I have learned quite a bit about her world, its geography and its inhabitants. It is not an alternate Earth unless Earth will have 2 moons in the distance past or far in the future.

"Tell me more about the magic of your world, Elune. And remember to think of me as someone who has never seen any form of magic before."

Elune did as I have requested. As my servant in body, mind and soul, she is unable to refuse any of my request, even sexual one.

But I think I will leave that request for latter. I am more interested in gaining more knowledge. It feels like I am just opening my eyes to the wider world.

Everything I know barely scratches the surface of what is possible.

From what Elune tells me, there seems to be all kind of different magic system.

Humans uses different magic than the elf, who are more in line to nature.

And the magic that Terra has employed is completely different than the one that Elune is using.

That really makes me think.

What kind of magic system should I learn?

I can only learn one since they seems to be in direct conflict with each other. If I learn one that is not right for me, I have to discard it later on to learn a new one.

Since that is the case, I rather learn a proper one from the start.

However, I should learn one that come from the body or the soul. Aside from the fact I do not have a magic core or a magic pathways, I think soul is a better choice for if my body is destroyed.

The magic of the elf is useless to me since Elune is unable to use her magic as her form of magic drawls magical energy from the surroundings. This is similar to drawling magical energy from manastones.

It is more powerful since magical energy of the surrounding is literally unlimited, but if I am unable use it outside her reality, it is pointless.

Time flies when you are a very good attentive student.

"Would you like to see my world for yourself, Master? It also give you a chance to study the our magic in person. The elders will welcome you, who is favoured by the Goddess of the Moon."

Elune asks once I have to stop the lesson.

She will continue her lectures when I have more free time.

"I can?"

I am surprised. What else is she hiding from me?

Not hiding purposely, but probably thinking to herself that it is unimportant or I already know.

I wish there is a way to simply download her brain and then I will have a look myself.

Oh wait! There is. It will be extremely painful though.

"Yes. I can reverse summon you, Master. You do not need to worry about unable to return back here to your world. I can send you back like you can dismiss me."

Visiting a fantasy world?

Now that is interesting.