{Author-chan: Welcome to another chapter, my dear readers. I hope y'all liked the previous chapter and that y'all are doing well.
Today is the tenth day of the challenge. I have my assignments and exams coming up. So, I might be writing less in each chapter. Let's see.
Anyway, the goal for the extra chapter is still 50 shiny stones; do drop some, as it helps my story get more exposure, or so I have been told, as my story has fewer readers than last week.
Okay, let's begin this chapter. You fuckers!
Toodaloo!!}
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8 weeks later — 20 weeks after arriving — April of the Year 2169
It has been 5 months since we arrived in the INTIME universe. After that night, a lot has happened. The next car was launched — a car that was, coincidentally, and this is God's honest truth...
A coincidentally identical 2002 Koenigsegg CC8S — {Pic. in the comments}
Its elegant and minimalist styling took people's breath away. We got orders from zones like Zone 2 and 1 as well as bids from other districts for the car.
We only made 69 cars in total, even though we had the capacity to make more. The bids rose to 1000 years and more…{Author-chan: I only made the car numbers limited, as only 6 cars were made irl. It is disgraceful to make more — for me.}
The second car we launched was an identical Rolls Royce Phantom. While this car had less legroom than mine, this one was modified according to the guest's needs—bulletproof tires and glass. We sold this as it is better to commute in rather than a Phantom. {Pic. in the comments}
All the sharks were kept at bay thanks to Michelle.
She'd succeeded in persuading Philippe to back this venture of mine.
Since that day in the bathroom, Michelle has become completely mine. I have explored every nook and cranny.
At first, she resisted — pushed back by her habit and pride. But when I showed her my plan, something shifted. Some people might've thought it was risky telling her the truth. That she might tell Philippe.
But no, she wouldn't.
After all, I had molded her pussy shape to my penis. She wouldn't be able to experience an orgasm anywhere.
What living would she be able if she couldn't even experience pleasure?
Now whatever she thought she owed to Philippe was dead.
I also told her about us having to leave and my ability. She was consistent in bringing her daughter Sylvia along. Knowing she would cause more chaos and might get hurt. Thus, Sylvia was brought into the plan.
Next was Will.
I had a private meeting with him. Just him and me.
{Flashback Starts}
I ask him, "You want one?" pouring a glass of Lagavulin 16.
"What is it?" He asks embarrassingly.
"Scotch" I say.
"Sure." He says, confidently, though that confidence probably came from his ego to not ask what Scotch is.
I pour him one on ice.
I say, passing him his glass, "Will, I called you to New Greenwich because I wanted to talk to you about something. You know, alone."
He makes the mistake of taking a large gulp. "Cough... cough… W- What? Oh... What is this?"
Chuckling I say, "You should try Evergreen."
I continue, "Anyway, the thing is I want you to travel around and see the grotesque difference between how people in this zone and Zone 12 live. I am sure you might have already noticed it when you arrived, but travel some more."
He asks, curious, not rejecting it, perhaps enticed, "And why should I do that, Alexia?"
I say, taking a sip, "Because you will see what your father was fighting for, then... He was fighting to give his people the same life."
He says in a tone filled with anger, "Yes, but when he died, nobody cared."
I tell him calmly, "He didn't do it in hope that they would care. He did it in the hope that you, along with them, can grow up comfortably without worrying about watching your clock."
Now calm a bit, he asks, looking down at his drink. "What can I do alone?"
"Be a Robin Hood."
Confused, he asks, "What?"
I explain, "Steal from the rich, Give it to the poor."
"What will that change?" he asks.
"A lot."
I go on to explain to him how this system works and how it can be broken. By the end of our talk, his eyes were shining, as though he had found his purpose.
Convinced, he asks, "But why not you? Why not do it yourself?"
I tell him, "Because I'm the one who will get the information on the vaults. If I become the face, the robbery will not be enough to completely destroy the system."
{Flashback Ends}
And steal — he did.
His first heist was at 1213 E. 7th Street — Weis Timelenders.
He drove a truck straight through the doors and onto the door of the vault. Entered the password that Sylvia gave, very happy to annoy her father more.
By the end of the robbery, he walked out with as much time as he could.
Looking towards them, he says, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am happy to announce that Weis Time-lenders is now offering interest-free loans with no payments."
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{Author-chan: That is all for this chapter, my dear readers. I know it might be short. I had a cognitive psychology practical today. So, I was too tired when I got home to finish this chapter.
I hope y'all like this chapter If y'all did. Do drop some shiny stones, as when I get them, I feel like a squirrel getting an acorn.
And as usual, don't forget to read today's weird author's thought.}