The reaction to GAIA Tech's launch was enthusiastic, and online orders started pouring like there was no tomorrow. Since Aron could produce as many as he wanted, he didn't set an amount of them to be sold in the first batch and allowed anyone to order as many as they wanted. Scalpers, who thought there would be a limited number of them, were initially especially thrilled... but would soon learn their mistake as it became apparent that there was no limit to the orders that would be accepted.
Aron and Rina entered the presidential suite of the hotel and logged in to VR to hold a meeting with Ryan and Sarah, the latter of whom was still in Eden, to discuss their tasks.
Rina immediately went and hugged Nova, then turned to Aron and said, "The patent application was approved an hour ago, but as you asked, they'll only make it public a week from now."
Aron smiled.
"But why'd you want me to delay the patent being made public for a week?" she asked.
Aron couldn't help but look at the dinner table with surprise, since the table was filled with enough to feed more than fifteen people and there were only four of them. Although he was rich, he hadn't reached a ridiculous level of extravagance, since his parents hadn't changed at all and only cooked enough for the people in the family. There was no excess at all, so he wasn't used to the scene in front of him.Still, he acted like he was used to it and took a seat. Rina took the seat next to him, facing her mother, who was on the other side of the table. Her father sat at the head on their right."When did you two first meet?" Virginia asked, her tone carrying curiosity and excitement, something Rothschilds normally didn't show much of."About two years ago," Aron answered, trying not to be too specific since that will make her feel weirded out. But for him, ever since the day he woke up after the system assimilation he'd had an eidetic memory. He might forget t
Vladimir was inside an office in the Kremlin with a few documents on his desk and one on his hand. He had become a team leader and was responsible for leading a team that reports directly to the president of Russia, a team that was a result of the president not trusting everything from the FSB, since no powerful leader that's afraid of being overthrown would. Thus, he had separated the powers of the different agencies and was the only one maintaining overall control over everything in the country.After looking at the file for a few seconds, he closed the folder and moved to the next one. That process repeated until all the folders on his table had been read through, even if only for a few seconds.He adjusted his glasses, then leaned back in his chair and settled into a comfortable position before closing his eyes."Here to report and ask for support, ma'am," he said the moment he opened his eyes in a less decorated, but still dignified room where a stunning wo
"What?" all three people at the table asked in unison, but in different decibels befitting of their personalities."Yes, just flip the board since you can't win," Aron said without missing a beat."I understand you think that Clinton can't win, but why ask us to support their candidate?" Rina asked."We all know that they have a plan, and will do nothing but cause you troubles in the future. So by secretly supporting their candidate by the time they realize what's happening, they'll have no choice but to continue supporting him. After all, he'll be the only candidate they have that still has a chance of winning. But at the same time, they'll be hesitant and their trust in him will wane since they'll be sure that you aren't doing it out of charity, but for a deeper plan."With the trust between them already hanging by a thread, it'll provoke internal conflict," Aron explained. He truly thought it would be the best move to avoid unexpected upsets in the fut
Aron had now officially removed himself from American politics after handing the responsibility to his girlfriend's father. Or in other words, he had passed it on to Rina. And after spending more than a week in the US, he finally left the Rothschild compound and headed back to Eden, this time by himself since Rina had to stay back and deal with overseeing some things before she could come to Eden once again.During that time, changes had been taking place in Eden. The US, which had sent a low level member of the government when they were invited to the celebration parade, had sent their deputy secretary of state, William Burns, to Eden in order to foster diplomatic ties. He had promised a swift approval process in the FDA, as well as beginning negotiations for a trade agreement that would bring oil from Eden to America, bringing the countries closer than they'd been before. If it weren't for the fact that the current US Secretary of State was, at that very moment, on a campai
"We're in the final steps of sealing a deal with South African Airways, Air India, and Alitalia airlines. And as you expected, they didn't make it too difficult for us since they're in very difficult financial situations, making the negotiation process smoother," the aircraft acquisition manager of Icarus Airlines reported."And when are our first orders of new planes going to start arriving?" Robert asked after nodding his head to show that he had heard the report."Since we bought the planes that were about to have their orders cancelled due to lack of demand, we'll start receiving them in six months, but the A380s should start arriving by the end of the year. However, those will be coming in one large batch," the acquisition manager answered."The ones we buy from those airlines should be enough for domestic use and a few intercontinental flights, since the domestic market is being dominated by Hermes' rail network. So our only use for them will be flights fr
Aron could be seen sitting with his eyes closed, the veins of his forehead were pulsing as they bulged, indicating that he didn't want to lose even a single second of his focus.His surroundings were serene, with a vast, flat, heavenly ground stretching for kilometres, which was surrounded by mountains of varying heights.If someone was gazing at this scene for the first time, they would think Aron was practising the runic knowledge his clones had been training which he was assimilated with while he was receiving the treatment in the pod. Although this was partly true, it didn't hold the same meaning as they might think. Shortly after, Aron immediately opened his eyes but what followed it in the sight of the observer was the sudden vanishing of Aron's figure.With his disappearance, the flat, tranquil grassland returned to its serenity which had once been there. However, the calmness didn't last for long as moments later, a flash of light, capable of blind
"Wow, it's so huge," Henry exclaimed as his eyes remained fixed on the massive square warehouse-like buildings in front of him. Aron quietly followed behind him, allowing his brother to do whatever he wanted to while they were in the observation room.From the room, they had a clear view of nearly a quarter of the massive port in front of them."Brother, what is inside those?" Henry, who was very enthusiastic, thanks to having rightfully earned the opportunity to attend the event after acing in his test, asked excitedly."Those are dry docks that are used to construct ships before they are launched into the waters and put into service," Aron answered without moving his gaze from the view in front of him. Although he had already seen what was going to be unveiled today with the help of the VR, he couldn't help but still feel excited to see it getting realized in the real world."So, there are ships inside them?" Henry asked."Yes, and today, you wil
Inside the compound of the Morgans' mansion.The air within the compound carried a hint of happiness, a feeling that was felt by most of the inhabitants, causing the atmosphere to be permeated with the same feeling."We finally once again have someone in the position of leadership after eight years of not having one. This calls for a celebration," remarked George, his eyes fixed on his father, who was sporting a smile on his face, something that would rarely happen, only when he was greatly satisfied with something, a sight which at the moment, had been rare throughout the year."Good job," Aubrey complimented his son's contribution."We should prepare a celebration befitting the occasion," he added, agreeing with his son, but also added, "It would serve as the day we have the first meeting with him, during which we will finally be presenting him the complete plan of what we expect from him in return for our support for him," indicating that h