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Best Of Dreams I
🕑 Added 2022-06-26 15:20:50 +0000 UTC.................
Chapter 127: Best Of Dreams I
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"Huh? You mean me? No no, I wouldn't do something like that. That would be too much, no?"
Ian seemed confused as followed after a lady adorned in a suit, seeming to be leading the way.
"What? Why? Like, I was away on a vacation for a few months. Why are you suddenly blaming everything on me?"
Ian seemed even more confused, "Like... Aghh, I was behaving so well. You throwing the blame on me is triggering me you know? Like, I'm getting really triggered."
The gorgeous lady leading the way looked back at Ian, giving him a strange look. Her boss told her the guest today is quite special, and she can see that though not in the way he might've meant.
"Okay, that's not my fault. It's you guys' fault for doing what you usually do. I mean, it's okay normally, but my people are not normally, okay?"
Ian shook his head, having a bit of a headache, "Yeah, yeah, my logic makes no sense. I would've totally believed you if I didn't think about it a lot. It just works on different laws of physiques. You not understanding those laws isn't my fault."
"Sir, we're here." The lady reminded.
"Oh. Well, I guess this is it Mister B, see you at some point in time." Ian then hung up, rubbing his temple with a bit of annoyance, 'God Bats are annoying.'
The lady opened the door for him, leading to an office. Ian went in and she followed after him, closing the door behind her.
She remained standing close to her boss while eyeing Ian as he took a seat on the single-seat couch, "Hi, glad to finally meet you."
"Are you?" Her boss asked quite an odd question, seated on the main chair of the office.
"Oh yeah, I certainly am. I mean, how can I not? We're both businessmen, Mister Luthor, but you're above me in the hierarchy." Ian shrugged, not expecting strange questions from the man was illogical.
"Not necessarily, and even if so, that won't be for long." The bald man shook his head in disagreement.
"You see, I've heard of the new product coming to the market by your company, so I know for sure it's only a matter of time before you surpass me. Ivy's garden also has potential, especially with its new magical products."
"Hah, you know. I could've sworn our new product isn't public yet." Ian stroked his chin, eyeing Luthor strangely.
"Something that magical. How can words not slip out? It's only natural that I know." Luthor smiled, calmly responding.
"Nah..." Ian smiled in return, "Anyway, let's get to business. I want you to create something with these beautiful things."
He place his briefcase on top of the table and opened it, showing Lex Luthor a few different but also similar stones, green and red Kryptonites.
Lex narrowed his eyes before gazing at Ian, "They seem special and rare, so why do you want them destroyed?"
"Not destroyed. I just think their potential lie elsewhere. I still don't know exactly what one of them does, but... I'm sure they're very special, and I'd like to know how they work."
Ian didn't point out Lex's faked ignorance because he was sure he knows exactly what they are, instead, he added, "So the purpose here isn't exactly what you can make with them, but it's done."
"You can't do it yourself? I know that you have some good minds under you, else your newest product wouldn't exist." Luthor let out his doubts.
"Well, I think you're just better all around, and this is kind of a test. Perhaps we can have some kind of partnership in the future." Ian smiled, placing a few papers on the briefcase, "These are my requirements and the contract."
Lex picked up the papers, looking through them one by one before giving them to his secretary to double-check, Mervy Graves whose eyes never left Ian, staring at him strangely as if he was a book for her to read.
"Well, we have a deal. Also, is it possible for the payment type to be changed? I want a preserved vial of the new product."
"Hmm, sure. The release will be in a week, so..." Ian shrugged. He already has the patent for the product anyway, so Luthor was basically just getting pre-access.
"Deal... This meeting has been pleasant. I hope the next will be the same." Luthor shook hands with Ian as the latter responded, "I'm sure It will."
It was a brief meeting but a very productive one. Luthor is one of the brightest minds Ian knows, but that wasn't why he picked him specifically.
He chose him because he was sure Luthor is already studying what he wants, and possibly had results as well. That and other things.
"We shouldn't work with him. He's dangerous. He's like you." Luthor's secretary, Mercy instantly spoke the moment he left.
"He's dangerous but not dangerous enough... I know exactly who he is, so I know he lied. He knows exactly what these two stones do. I've seen him use them long ago against them. In fact, I was responsible for keeping that information sealed, so I know..."
Luthor stood up, walking up to the window, "Let's start the plan. If it doesn't succeed, then a partnership with him is to be considered."
"I still advice you against collaborating with him in any way." Mercy however was persistent, making Luthor a bit confused, "Why the persistence?"
"I don't know. Call it a woman's instinct, but I feel like he's extremely dangerous."
"Instinct?" Luthor let out a chuckle, "What do you think I should trust, my mind or your instinct? That was a rhetorical question by the way. I don't trust such a thing... Release the test product in the designated place."
"I... That will be done." Mercy sighed in defeat though she noticed a dangerous frown surfacing on Luthor's face as he asked.
"What about the investigation? Did you find out who took the alien ship?"
"No," Mercy shook her head, "There were no traces, none whatsoever, almost as if it just vanished."
Luthor's frown only became more apparent, his bad mood as clear as day on his face.
"But Wouldn't it be just Superman?" Mercy wondered.
"No... I know him by heart. This is not how he does things... It must be someone like him. Someone who knows about it and has certain control over it... I'll find him." He was kinda angry.
"As I thought..." Ian murmured. By this time, he was out of the building, seated in his car, "He was the one who stopped the Kryptonite weapons incident from being known."
All it took him was a bit of magic to listen to their conversation though he made sure to use his death force to sense if there is any magic sensor in the building. This was Lex Luthor he was dealing with after all.
'But about the Kryptonite ship... Did the government allow him to study it? I guess it makes sense considering who he is... Little stones, lead the way.'
Ian mused in his mind. He was planning to make someone angrier, a lot more. As for the test product they spoke about, he has a very good idea of what it may be, but it's not time yet.
He wants to see it in action first because there are only two possibilities of what it could be, one of which he wasn't interested in.
For now, he made his way toward Zatanna and Xanadu through a series of teleportations, appearing in New York soon after.
"Hmm? Constantine?" Ian let out a bright smile, seeing another person leaning on the wall on the far side of the room.
"Like where were you? I missed you so much!" Ian felt no shame in pulling the man into a hug, "Are you hurt? Are you okay?"
"Hah? Huh? No?" Constantine returned the hug, looking a bit confused, "I'm perfectly fine mate."
"Are you? You mean, you're fine now but you weren't before?" Ian questioned with apparent curiosity.
"I mean... I'm okay." Constantine slumped back on the wall, trying to ignore Ian while Zatanna on the side could only giggle in happiness.
"I see. At least you didn't die. That's great news." Ian nodded with a bright smile much to Xanadu's dismay. She really wasn't sure whether their friends or not.
"Anyway..."
"Let me take a seat first," Ian murmured, sitting comfortably before a large exquisite book appeared in his hand, the eternity book.
Ian's eyes became blurry as the Rose of speed was activated, reading through the book at a speed that would make anyone envious, "You can continue."
Xanadu, however, remained silent, just eyeing the book in his hand, speechless.
"..."
"..."
"Oh, good lord..."
