It was nighttime, and I was having a nice family dinner. The only missing part was my daughter… goddaughter.
I was playing with my spoon. Adopting someone could change a man's heart.
'So, this is the feeling of being responsible. But instead of providing for her, she's providing for me. Would it be considered child labor?' I smiled. 'She's physically older though.'
At any rate, I had thought about the issue of propriety, and I reached a solution, a solution that could make me a powerhouse in both markets, here and in the other world.
'With my parents' permission, I could start a biotech company. I could own properties under the company name rather than mine.'
Suddenly, I shivered, remembering that I'd have to deal with taxes.
Taxes were the biggest scam in history. The poor approved them to take money from the rich. But the latter used it better and drained the poor. Don't hate the players, hate the game.
"What are you thinking of?" asked my mom.
"Starting a company," I replied.
She lifted her eyebrows, saying, "You don't joke often. Are you serious?"
I nodded.
"What about the capital? It would take a lot of work."
"I just want to try starting a business. Don't worry. I have connections in UA with some geniuses. We could start a biotech company."
"For what purpose?"
"Mom, you talk like an investment shark. It's obviously having something to do with quirks. Are you going to sign the papers or not?" I said, my tone full of seriousness that implied if she didn't approve, I'd leave the house by the time I turned 18. As a minor, I couldn't start my own business. But in a couple of years, I would.
She sighed. "Well, I can. But make sure you don't get into legal troubles."
"Thanks," I replied with a gentle tone, smiling.
"But just to tell you, you are going broke," she said. "And I won't help you with any capital."
"I have nothing to lose anyway," I replied. I lifted my phone, entered the trading application, and found that the position I had made earlier had hit the target, doubling my money.
If I doubled this nine times, I could end up with 1000 times my starting capital. With this, I wouldn't have to explain where I got a huge capital in the future.
'Rin. I love you so much.' For a second, I kissed my phone. When I pocketed it back, I found my family staring at me.
Menita pointed at me. "He's totally fallen for his girl."
Mom laughed, and dad did the same. I rubbed the back of my head and sighed.
I excused myself and went to my room, popping the two shadow clones that had been waiting for me before taking another 30 minutes to cultivate and reprocess the energy.
Then I lay down, picked up my phone, and went to my social media.
("You have a new friend request from (Rin Daddy girl)")
The profile picture was of a golden-eyed girl smiling and making a peace sign with her fingers.
'She just learned how to open a social media account just after being born,' my eyes almost popped. I accepted the friend request.
Shortly after, I got a video call from her.
When I opened it, I found Rin looking at me from the warehouse.
"You're not asleep?" I asked.
"It's my first day in life. Why would I waste time by sleeping?" she asked back.
I didn't expect her to learn how to open a social media account this quickly and even write to me.
That level of intelligence even scared me.
"Okay," I replied.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm asleep."
"Do you want company?"
"Not for now. Not until I get you papers."
"So, when are you going for a visit?"
"Tomorrow."
"Do I need to do something now?" she asked as she held a bowl of grapes, eating.
"Be a good girl and watch TV. I'm pretty certain you'll learn a lot by watching drama."
"Okay, Ken," she replied.
"You're enjoying it?"
"The grape is sweet, yet a bit sour. Pleases my taste. The bed is comfortable. But I find the people on the internet quite crazy. I wondered what kind of rotten brains that had no shame to say something like that."
"Don't tell me, please."
"Also, I'm getting plenty of invitations and DMs from guys. What's wrong with them."
"Change your profile picture and gender in the social media profile. They won't bother you anymore. And don't share your pictures or the warehouse."
"I see how this works. So, by being male, you don't get any attention."
Closing my eyes and sighing, I said, "In short, yes." I decided not to go on a rant and tell her how I don't need anyone.
"By the way, be careful. A year from now on, you'll be targeted by a group of guys led by a strong black beast."
I had expected that would happen at some point. But at the next year, I'd get targeted by the villains. I admit, I had made some changes in the timeline; I expected many things to change. But to turn into a target instead of All Might…
I sighed, not liking the spoilers. But at least, I had a date.
"Thanks, Rin. Good night." With that, I concluded my call with her.
"Okay," she replied, hanging up.
I could understand why cloning was a hard process that Orochimaru had to work hard on. Teaching them language, making them obedient, and treating them like a tool was not an easy task.
"So, next year I'd be attacked. My little brother is going to pass the entrance exams this summer. I still have some time."
I didn't want to know if I was going to win or not. If the future told me that I'd win, then I'd get lazy and get weaker at that time, changing the future to the worse. If otherwise, then I'd lose hope.
With the fear of the unknown, my heart was beating uneasily. I may need to buy some power-boosting techniques that could increase my power in exchange for some of my life spans. As a cultivator, recovering that won't be a trouble. For now, I needed to get stronger.
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