บท 137: Creator's Realms is a useful ability
(Arthur POV)
I surveyed the police officers before me, then turned to Klein. "You can go. I'll handle this."
Klein nodded, concern etched on his face as he exited the office.
Turning back to the officers, I offered a calm smile. "What can I do for our esteemed law enforcement today?"
"May we sit?" The apparent leader of the group asked.
"By all means," I gestured to the chairs.
Only a few took seats while the others remained standing, a subtle show of force.
The lead officer cleared his throat. "Mr. Morningstar, we understand you have an ongoing case against Caleb Diamond?"
I nodded, maintaining my composure. "That's correct. As you're likely aware, my talents were assaulted by Caleb and his associates."
The officers exchanged meaningful glances before the leader continued, "We're here about that, Mr. Morningstar."
"Oh?" I feigned curiosity.
"We'd like to persuade you to drop the case against Caleb."
I couldn't help but chuckle. "Is there any particular reason I should abandon my pursuit of justice?"
"It's a futile endeavor, Mr. Morningstar," the leader said, his tone patronizing. "Our investigation shows your talents lack concrete evidence against Caleb. He's innocent."
"Well, that should be good news for Caleb," I smiled, my voice laced with barely concealed sarcasm. "But I won't be dropping the case. After all, if Caleb truly is innocent, he has nothing to fear."
The leader's eyes hardened. "Is that your final word?"
"Indeed it is," I replied, my respectful facade firmly in place. "If there's nothing else to discuss, I'll see you gentlemen out."
"No need," the leader waved dismissively, signaling his group to exit.
As they filed out, I allowed myself a soft chuckle. "A bunch of fools. Puppets of the commissioner," I muttered under my breath.
There was no way I'd drop the case against Caleb. This visit only confirmed my suspicions about the corruption running through the city's veins. It was clear that my pursuit of justice would ruffle more than a few feathers, but I was prepared for the challenge. The game was on, and I intended to play it to win.
***
(3rd Person POV)
The following day, Arthur returned to the {Creator's Realms}, eager to test his mettle against Goku.
Their exchange of blows was fierce, but the tide turned dramatically when Goku transformed into the Great Ape. Despite his best efforts, Arthur found himself overwhelmed, unceremoniously blasted away by the colossal simian.
Sighing in resignation, Arthur loaded his previous save file, returning to the day of Bulma's invitation to her house. This time, he had a different agenda.
"Bulma, could you show me the basic operating system for your early computers?" Arthur asked, his tone casual but his eyes sharp.
Intrigued, Bulma obliged, leading him to her personal computer. To her astonishment, Arthur began meticulously copying the code onto paper.
Days passed, and stacks of papers filled with assembly code grew steadily. Arthur's dexterous hands, honed by years of artistry, allowed him to transcribe the entire system with remarkable speed and accuracy.
Bulma returned to the guest room, eyeing the mountain of coded papers with a mix of curiosity and confusion. "What do you need all this for?" she asked.
Arthur smiled enigmatically. "Oh, this? Just something I'm working on."
"Something?" Bulma echoed, her brow furrowed.
Unbeknownst to Bulma, Arthur had recognized a crucial divergence: the computer technologies in the Dragon Ball world were markedly different from both his previous life's experiences and the knowledge bestowed upon him by the system.
This disparity presented a unique opportunity - a chance to acquire a copy of a basic operating system unlike anything in his world.
Typically, creating an operating system from scratch would be a Herculean task, even with Arthur's inherited computer knowledge. It wasn't just about knowing the principles; it required meticulous planning and coding of every minute detail.
While Arthur could conceptualize a basic operating system similar to Windows 1, drawing from his previous life's memories and system-granted knowledge, he lacked the specific code implementations. His team back home had been working on following his plans to code a Windows 1-like OS, but progress was slow.
This serendipitous discovery in the Dragon Ball world could potentially accelerate his technological ambitions back home, bridging the gap between concept and implementation in ways he hadn't anticipated.
With the basic operating system in hand, Arthur had effectively eliminated the need for his team to spend countless hours developing a Windows 1 equivalent from scratch. The operating system he'd copied from the Dragon Ball world, with its striking similarities to Windows 1, provided an invaluable shortcut.
Arthur had already begun modifying the code to align with the specifications he and his computer team had planned. While there was still work to be done - testing and bug-fixing the modifications - the bulk of the groundwork was laid.
Later, Bulma returned, her eyes alight with curiosity. "Are you finally done?"
Arthur nodded, then asked, "Is the package I requested ready?"
Bulma produced a small capsule. "Everything's in here."
With a nod of thanks, Arthur exited the world, returning to the {Creator's Realms} interface. To his satisfaction, the capsule remained in his hand.
While the {Creator's Realms} didn't allow for the transportation of people from fictional worlds, it did permit the transfer of certain objects and items.
While bringing people from fictional worlds was beyond {Creator's Realms} current capabilities, this limitation did little to dampen Arthur's spirits.
Back in his office, Arthur activated the capsule. With a soft 'poof', an array of items and materials materialized before him.
The haul included crucial materials for his next computer project, along with a treasure trove of technology: speakers, a color TV, a VHS player, and blank VHS tapes. These items, while considered antiques in the Dragon Ball world, represented cutting-edge technology in Arthur's reality.
Arthur's mind raced with possibilities. He could reverse engineer these devices, substituting materials that didn't exist in his world with suitable alternatives.
The color TV, while an antique in Dragon Ball's world, represented cutting-edge technology in Arthur's reality. Its presence promised to revolutionize the entertainment landscape.
***
Later, as Arthur exited the company building, his instincts prickled. A quick glance confirmed his suspicions - a group of thugs were tailing him.
Deciding to confront the situation head-on, Arthur led them into a secluded alley, ensuring no innocent bystanders would be caught in the crossfire.
Without turning, Arthur addressed his pursuers. "What do you want from me?"
A fiendish demon, clearly the leader, cracked his knuckles with an ominous pop. "Hehe, you don't need to know," he sneered. "Someone just wanted us to teach you a lesson."
"Is that so?" Arthur's lips curved into a smile, a glint of anticipation in his eyes.
His fighting experience from the Dragon Ball world was about to face its first real-world test. While he knew reality operated on different logic - he couldn't replicate Nam's superhuman leaps with minimal effort here - the skills and instincts he'd honed remained razor-sharp.
Before the thugs could react, Arthur vanished from their line of sight. In a blink, he reappeared beside them, his fist glowing with energy as he unleashed the "Infernal Fist" technique on the leader.
The demon crashed into the wall with a sickening thud. As realization dawned on the other thugs, they lunged at Arthur. But he was already in motion, effortlessly evading their clumsy attacks and systematically dismantling their offense.
What should have been a group assault quickly devolved into a one-sided beatdown, with Arthur as the unlikely victor. He methodically incapacitated each thug, saving the leader for last.
"Please! No more!" the leader whimpered, cowering before Arthur's raised fist.
Arthur's eyes narrowed. "Who ordered you to attack me?"
The leader hesitated, but as Arthur's fist inched closer, he broke. "It was a police officer! I- I don't know his name!"
Another thug, sprawled on the ground, chimed in through tears, "Yes! He paid us to beat you. And..."
"And leave you this letter..." the leader finished, fumbling to produce an envelope.
Arthur snatched the letter, his eyes scanning its contents. The message was clear: drop the case against Caleb Diamond.
A dark chuckle escaped Arthur's lips as he tore the letter to shreds. This crude attempt at intimidation had only strengthened his resolve. Whoever was behind this - be it Caleb or corrupt officers - had severely underestimated their opponent.
A few days ago, Arthur might have needed to fully transform into his {Primal Morningstar} form. Now, he didn't even need to tap into the ability to defeat the thugs who lay battered and crying on the ground.
บท 138: Hellfire OS 1 and expansion
(Arthur POV)
After dealing with the thugs, I made my way to our secret warehouse. The team's eyes widened as I presented the stack of papers containing the operating system code I'd acquired from the Dragon Ball world.
Drake's excitement was palpable. "This is incredible! We can start test-running this program immediately - identify any issues in the code!"
I smiled, confident in my computer knowledge yet aware of the complexities involved. "Go ahead and check for any bugs," I advised. "This isn't just a simple calculation or movie editing program based on binary like our first computer. It's far more intricate."
"Got it, boss," the computer team chorused, their enthusiasm evident.
Josh grinned, "It's fortunate that the computer can read these papers without much trouble. We should see results in a few days."
Our young wizard on the team quickly duplicated the papers I'd brought. The duplicates dissolved, their contents instantly readable by our computer systems.
Within minutes, the team had input the necessary commands, and "Hellfire OS 1" flickered to life on the screen.
As the interface appeared, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. It was clearly superior to the Windows 1 I remembered from my previous life.
"This is amazing, boss! Did you really manage to do this all by yourself?" Drake's voice was filled with awe.
I simply nodded, keeping to myself the thought that with more advanced hardware, I could have copied an even more sophisticated OS from the Dragon Ball world.
"There are still a few issues," Josh observed, "but nothing we can't fix. We should have most of them sorted out in a few days."
"Excellent work," I commended them. "Once we've ironed out these kinks, we'll focus on developing better CPUs, RAM, and other components for our next computer project."
The team nodded, their smiles a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction. Their earlier work on the OS hadn't been in vain - it had provided them invaluable programming experience that would serve us well moving forward.
Smiling, I left the warehouse, my mind racing with possibilities. If only I could have brought advanced computer components from the Dragon Ball world for my team to research, our progress would have been exponential. Unfortunately, the {Creator's Realms} had its limitations. I could only bring certain items or materials.
Even so, the colored TV and other advanced gadgets like the capsule were pushing the boundaries of what the {Creator's Realms} could handle. It was a start, and a promising one at that.
***
(3rd Person POV)
In the Morningstar Kingdom, while "The Demonfather Part 2" continued to dominate many conversations, a new and alarming development had captured the public's attention.
Newspapers across the kingdom bore startling headlines:
"We are in a grave magical mana crisis!"
"Gloomstone Forest and nearby settlements drained of magical mana!"
"Unexpected mass slumber reported in Gloomstone Town!"
The news sent ripples of anxiety through the citizenry, quickly spreading to neighboring nations.
In a local tavern, patrons huddled around tables, their voices hushed with concern as they discussed the latest developments.
An old scale demon spoke, his voice quavering, "Didn't a mana drought just occur in that district in Horn Kingdom? Now it's happening in our kingdom too?"
"Yeah, and from what I've heard, the situation in Gloomstone is even worse," another demon nodded, worry etched on his face.
A fiend demon sighed, shaking his head. "What's happening to our world?"
"This is why we need to safeguard the magical mana in our surroundings," another fiend demon chimed in. "The news says scientists are recommending we plant trees that produce magical mana."
"True," someone exclaimed. "If the mana suddenly vanishes, our very existence could be at risk!"
An elderly demon leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I've heard that if mana disappears completely, we'll fall into an eternal slumber, never to wake again."
His words sent a chill through the tavern, the patrons exchanging uneasy glances. The mana crisis was no longer a distant concern but a palpable threat to their way of life.
***
Meanwhile, certain cults propagated the belief that the "Mana Crisis" heralded the return of the Old Gods, who would soon overthrow New Gods like Solarus from their celestial thrones.
These cultish rumors put other faiths on high alert. However, a few discerning figures speculated that the true cause of the "Mana Crisis" was not divine intervention, but something far more tangible: "The Ring of Greed," one of the legendary rings of power.
One individual particularly convinced of this theory was the mysterious leader of a secret organization. He had convened a meeting with his highest-ranking members to discuss the crisis.
"Boss, are you certain it's the Ring of Greed?" A man leaned forward, addressing the figure seated at the head of the table.
The leader, his face obscured by an eagle mask, nodded solemnly. "There's a high probability," he said, his voice resonating with authority. "Ancient records speak of the Ring of Greed's ability to absorb magical mana from vast distances. Recent reports align perfectly with these accounts. I'm convinced this 'Mana Crisis' is the work of the Ring of Greed."
Murmurs of agreement rippled through the assembly. A woman in a fox mask, her voice melodious yet sharp, spoke up. "If that's the case, the Ring first manifested in Horn Kingdom, and then in Gloomstone Forest?"
"Precisely," the leader confirmed. He paused, his next words heavy with implication. "And it's crucial to note that the ring cannot consume mana autonomously. Someone must be wearing it."
This revelation sent a wave of alarm through the members. The individual in the devil mask, his voice a deep rumble, voiced their collective concern. "If so, locating the ring will prove exceptionally challenging."
The leader's response was swift and decisive. "Deploy our operatives to investigate Gloomstone Forest. That's where the ring's presence was last detected."
"What about that district in Horn Kingdom?" a masked member inquired.
The leader's response was measured. "We'll focus our primary investigation on Gloomstone, but dispatch our most capable and competent operatives to Horn Kingdom as well. We can't afford to overlook any potential leads."
"Understood," the members chorused in unison, their voices blending into a solemn affirmation.
***
Meanwhile, Arthur remained blissfully unaware of the consequences his actions had set in motion. Even if he had known, he likely wouldn't have cared much. Experience had taught him that the more he concerned himself with such matters, the more trouble seemed to find him.
Currently, Arthur was preoccupied with expanding Hellfire Studio. He was in the process of hiring directors to work on martial arts movies, with Lee Jun-fan at the forefront. Arthur had even convinced Lee to adopt the screen name "Bruce Lee," a nod to his previous life's knowledge.
But hiring directors was just the tip of the iceberg. Arthur's true focus lay in reverse-engineering the color television and preparing an "Anime Studio." He had grand plans to produce anime series like "Dragon Ball," "Naruto," "Cowboy Bebop," and many others.
Arthur's strategy was intrinsically linked to the {Creator's Realms} ability.
The more successful a fiction became in his reality, the greater his influence within that fictional world. This extended to bringing back more objects and materials, and even retaining a greater portion of the powers he gained in those realms.
Due to the differing logic between fictional worlds and his reality, Arthur couldn't fully transplant the immense power he gained in fiction to his real life. From the Dragon Ball world, for instance, he only retained about 10% of the power he'd acquired there.
This percentage could increase with the fiction's success in reality, potentially reaching 20% or higher.
Despite this limitation, the 10% he did retain was far from insignificant. He could use techniques like the Kamehameha by substituting "Ki" with "Magic." However, Arthur had made an even more crucial discovery: his reality was brimming with untapped "Ki" energy.
This revelation made mastering "Ki" manipulation in Dragon Ball even more vital. In his own reality, Arthur could potentially harness all this ambient "Ki" for himself. The challenge now lay in training within Dragon Ball to increase his capacity to contain and control larger amounts of "Ki."
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