Thursday, December 19, 2024

The Richest Man in the World

 The Richest Man in the World 

       "Do you trust the wizard?"

       "He's not a wizard. Rather, the man is a sci-en-tist, whatever that means?"

       Surman stood upon the side of King Nebuchadnezzar. The advisor had a very precarious job. On the one hand, he was responsible for giving sound advice to the grand monarch. On the other, he could not be presumptuous or condescending in the slightest manner. One slip of his tongue and he might follow his predecessor into jail or worse.

       "Then do you trust this scientist?" Surman not only repeated himself but also, in a roundabout way, challenged the king of kings. After all, his actions made it clear that King Nebuchadnezzar had faith in this stranger.

       "He does have the most convincing proof of wonderful things, does he not?" The monarch had a grand smile. "You saw his flashlight, haven't you?"

       "Indeed, I have," Surman spoke in awe. "As I have also seen his pistol."

       "Truly, they are great magic, are they not?"

       "No, they are from science," corrected Surman. Afraid he had ruffled the hair of the monarch, he quickly added, "As you have so distinctly pointed out already."

       "And this time machine," Nebuchadnezzar's eyes flashed open wide in wonder. "Oh, the marvel of it all."

       "But you are not certain that this man can travel in time, are you?" Surman knew that the direct approach was sometimes necessary. Nebuchadnezzar could get talking on a subject and spend hours babbling.

       "Sometimes in life, we must take chances," the grand monarch replied.

       "And what are you paying for this trip in time?" The chief advisor knew the answer already. He just wanted Nebuchadnezzar to think very hard on the matter.

       "Oh, half of my kingdom," replied the King with a casual wave of his hand as if offering a fellow half of his lunch.

       "You are the richest man in the world!" Surman retorted.

       "And what of it?" hissed the King. "Yes, I have grand palaces filled with harems of delightful ladies for my pleasure. I have more gold and silver than any man could dream of or desire. I have horses for a hundred thousand riders; doesn't that make it all clear?"

       "In what way, oh great one?"

       "I have everything a man could desire," Nebuchadnezzar said with a sigh. There are no more worlds for me to conquer," the King paused, his eyes staring vacantly at nothing. What this man offers me is more than I could dream of, " the King paused again. “No, it is more than any man could dream of."

       Surman held his tongue, contemplating the words of his sovereign. He thought the mission was foolhardy and perilous. Still, it was his job only to advise. He was to support the King in all matters, regardless of his own personal opinion.

       "Think of it, man," King Nebuchadnezzar spoke with the excitement of a boy on his birthday. "To see all those wonders. Flying ships that travel through the air. Tall buildings that reach up into the sky. Chariots without horses. Why did you hear the sci-en-tist talk as well as I did? Doesn't it fill you with a sense of wonder about all those marvelous things that he describes? Wouldn't you give half your kingdom but half your life to spend one day there? Why society must be grand beyond belief!"

       "It is your decision, oh wise king Nebuchadnezzar," Surman acquiesced with a reluctant sigh. He knew he could not sway his sovereign from traveling to the future.

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       "So, he walks into the box, you set the instruments, and you pull the switch?" Surman wanted to make sure he knew all the details.

       "That's right," Doctor Goodman replied with a grand smile. Nebuchadnezzar will arrive in the future in the greatest city that ever existed on the face of the Earth. He will arrive at the pinnacle of civilization."

       "Yes," said King Nebuchadnezzar, "I will be going to New Yawk City." The monarch smiled grandly. "There, buildings stand a third of a mile tall, and huge horseless carriages travel underneath the streets."

       Surman gritted his teeth. His liege was acting like the perfect fool. This Doctor Goodman reeked like a total fraud. However, his wonders from the future baffled not only the advisor but all the experts of Babylonia. "And he can bring nothing with him?" asked the advisor.

       "No," Doctor Goodman said softly. "Only with transference with the time machine itself can physical objects be transported."

       "So, he will arrive in this New Yawk City naked?" Surman asked bitterly.

       "Come now," objected King Nebuchadnezzar, "what I need surely I will attain. Why I'll be in the lap of luxury, will I not?"

       "Yes, indeed, you shall!" eagerly agreed Doctor Goodman with a smile.

       "Then it is all settled," the king of kings said as he entered the chamber. Doctor Goodman shut the door behind him. He examined the controls and dials, making sure they were exactly set. Then he pulled the lever. The machine started vibrating and then suddenly stopped. The door then opened, revealing a vacant chamber. All the Babylonians were overwhelmed with awe.

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       "Okay, mister, I'm sure you got some good reason why you're wearing your birthday suit in Times Square?"

       "Yes," replied King Nebuchadnezzar, "I have just traveled through time to witness the greatest city on Earth." The monarch looked upwards at the tremendous towers seemingly touching the sky. In the air, he saw an immense bird. He contemplated that the awe-inspiring sight was a machine carrying people. The King let out a long, delightful laugh.

       "Okay, okay, and just who might you be then?" asked the cop.

       "Why, I am King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon, the king of kings!"

       "O' Malley, this is Lewis; send the transport to Times Square; we got ourselves a real winner here."

       King Nebuchadnezzar continued to take in the sights, overcome with awe.

       "You'll be coming with me, Your Majesty," the police officer said gruffly.

       "And where shall you be taking me?"

       "Oh, we have a great place for all visiting royalty who show up naked. It's called Bellevue Psychiatric Hospital."

       "Splendid," cried out King Nebuchadnezzar, "will there be a harem of wenches awaiting me there?"  


If you enjoyed this story, you definitely want to read In The Mind Of Maggoo!



 

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