Chapter 35: CH-33 Mom...
… The organization stands trained and resolute, its ranks made by Harriet's clarion call to arms, her summons for loyal souls to join our Eclipse shadows' contingent and shoulder the ever-increasing workload.
"Aha, there it is!" Zeno yelled, having doped out something, as she muttered audibly. "We are prepared to venture into the automotive market as we have constructed a manufacturing facility for it."
"However, at the present juncture, we lack the capability to construct flying auto cars for having not present requisite materials and good technology. So, Only road vehicles are possible to create."
She displayed a table detailing a car's design, "This is a blueprint our skilled professionals have crafted. Although it is not entirely complete yet, 70% of the work is finished."
"Thanks to all our commercial establishments like clothes shops, malls, pubs etc, including applications like online payment systems, role-playing and action games are generating a profit of 119.7 million gold coins monthly."
"It is money, That's extra in our budget, evading out all the expenses of every person we heirs for jobs, their payment and fund of everything."
I took hold of her tablet and looked at the details while she proceeded. "... The employment is executed at an unprecedented rate. We also have a special meeting scheduled to concoct some applications for authors to launch their novels."
"... Splendid! Marvelous!" I channeled my inner charismatic leader, but inside, there was nothing more shook than a paint mixer at a rave party.
'I MEAN, THEY'RE EXPANDING ENLARGING THAN A HIPPO IN A HOT TUB... Ahem…'
These whippersnappers had only established their business that wangled a few fortnights ago.
Granted, they launched everything simultaneously, but… you know what… Haaaa! Forget I mentioned it…
It was just… the Eclipse shadows' crew that wooed skilled laborers into their black hands' clutch, catapulting their enterprise at a pace that defies humanity's limits.
As for those shady schemers, who are jobless, Got them into entrepreneurs with the help of my company while lining their pockets with a fetching fortune.
Heh... My associates have an unparalleled knack for psychological warfare… But enough idle chatter, let's redirect our discussion…
"Was this the reason for you to call me hither? There is more!" I stared at Zeno with a lackadaisical air, "You're smart… I cannot simply play truant from my scholarly pursuits to inspect this conundrum!"
There are many insights she had yet had to conversation, so I get to the main point.
She favored me with a gratified smile, "Always predicted our gambits, eh? So we are just still kids in your presence, huh!"
'Nay, you are not! All of you, are almost a few shorter in age, nothing more and less' I longed to say, but was tactful silence as a leader always praises their subordinates at the right time.
Zeno basked in the satisfaction of having acquired a capable mentor. She purveyed a rectangular plastic object towards me, it dawned upon me that it was a credit card.
Great heavens! Could this be a magnanimous gift?
"This is our token of gratitude. Thanks to you, We are safe from MIS for forever. Our loyalty shall forever be tagged to you!" Zeno headed down, As she handed it over to me.
… Shamelessly, I bagged the credit card into my palms like it was nothing… let's not talk about it…
Anyways, Every individual in the chamber nodded and genuflected, their craniums bowed.
Am I a sovereign ruler?
Nay! There are more waiting for these days to come.
"Rise, you stalwart souls, and stand with pride!" With a wave of my hands, I procured the cipher.
This card bore no constraints for money, hmm… doesn't it make me a rich woman… Nah, my avarice lust for an even vaster fortune, as the current sum proved inadequate.
"Furthermore... acquire a news channel with global reach. It shall operate under our auspices, but heed well… Never exalt our organization. Maintain neutrality, just as you have vision events from a third-person perspective."
There is rationale behind your actions. The governing administration exercises control over the operations of news outlets.
I hardly encounter accurate reports detailing the existence of the shitnova protocol organization within our world.
My objective was to lob a news channel untainted by external influences.
Deep down, I have little Trepidation that contemporary news channels are bound by governmental regulations… behind the scenes.
The reason being— I never watched coverage of the inhuman activities undertaken by the Deadnova organization beneath the surface, much less their talk.
The calamity that befell on the Petite Kingdom, wherein we assaulted and decimated their base, was unjustly attributed to my organization, mistaking us for on-going subterranean operations.
… It is also really funny how the anchors are shedding light on the protests and uprisings undertaken by cultivators and the populace against the government, pressing their voices.
An era shall soon dawn when the government, through dictatorial measures, subjugates everyone into servitude. While the government's job is to keep order and tranquility worldwide, I didn't see it in the first place.
"Why is that?" Zeno's eyes were fixed upon me, drinking in every word as I told my perspective.
Time ticked by, and as the evening kissed the ground, I spoke the concluding thought, "... In the days of future, harnessing these channels shall aid us in sharing the world's opinion far and wide."
A cautionary tone crept into my voice, "Yet, let us not hastily condemn the government's actions. Patience, my friends… until I ascend to the empowerment realm and our society's foundations are fortified."
Zeno's eyes gleamed with realization, "I understand now!... the public! This blade is sharper than any forged steel, if wielded with precision and care!"
"You know what we should buy..." Her gaze locked on our subordinates, who responded with nods and taper eyes, their silent agreement as they left the room.
"I should head home." After a little more conversation, Looking outside of the window, I muttered since it was night time.
Arle was still sleeping in my lap after getting bored. Cute!
Suddenly, a few words spilled from her lips that caught me off guard, a phrase I'd never heard from her or anyone before.
"Mom, are you leaving?"
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A_Jhonny Guys, I think you all have to wait until my mind or the plans I can choose... that if I should make Iris pregnant or first let her adopt a kid.
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