An alien power wishes to advance humanity’s evolution with a little nudge. A young college student is selected to receive the upgrade gift that needs to be passed on to his children. He is charged with having as many children as possible. And to pay for the plan he is given the knowledge of how to build a matter replicator. Riches, women, and power follow. And the gift is immortality, well, almost.

I was home for summer break from college. I was outside Dad’s house, just observing the meteor shower and contemplating my senior year in college coming up. I planned to become an engineer with a minor in space structural integrity. Oh, I plan on getting my master’s and a PhD. However, it was still one step at a time. So as I sat in the lounge chair looking up at the sky, I saw it. Just above the northern horizon, the small light was approaching. It was fast. Way too fast, mind you. And before I could even think, it stopped dead over my head. A light shined down, and I found myself inside the craft. I say craft because it looked like a brick, however the inside was metallic. Just as I was thinking cool, a transporter, I started to wonder why I was not freaking out.

Then a voice came into my head. “We gave you a calming agent as we transported you onto our ship. Now we will explain why you were selected.”

All I could think was Okay.

“We have studied your race for a few centuries and decided on a course of action to guide you in your evolution as a species. To that end, we have selected you and your descendants to receive our gifts. The gifts are suspension of the aging process and improved intellect. You will pass those gifts on to your children, and they turn on to theirs. To speed up the process we are going to implant knowledge into your mind so that you may create devices that will help your planet as a whole. One of those devices will be an infinite power supply, and another will be a matter replicator. These devices will allow you the ability to earn the funds to speed up your production of progeny. As well as making travel to the stars possible for your race. You may now ask questions of us.”

Now I had to think. I mean, I had many questions but couldn’t figure out what to ask.

“We are reading your mind and will elaborate a bit for you. First, at the age of 21, your current age you and your progeny will find you stop aging. This, as it is functionally equivalent to immortality, is not, in fact, immortality as you and they will still be able to die. Just not of the aging process. Second, the power source transfers power from another dimension. That dimension has matter and antimatter in equal amounts. As such, there is a constant state of annihilation, and tapping into that dimension provides an unlimited power supply. Third, A matter replicator converts energy into atoms. As it can produce any structure of atoms, it can make anything out of pure energy.”

Okay, that did answer the most important questions.

“As for your descendants. We recommend you pay partners to have them for you. You will find many females willing to do so for financial gain. We also recommend that you provide each child with a trust fund to ensure their future.”

Ok, I could imagine how that could work.

“So, if you agree, you need only remove your garments and step into the modification chamber where your DNA will be adjusted and made dominant for all your progeny.” A light lit up, showing the chamber in front of me.

I figured out why not. And soon found myself stepping into it completely nude.

I didn’t feel a thing, and the next thing I knew, I was lying in the lounge chair I was in before. I was also completely naked. A fact I noticed because a breeze blew up between my legs, and I got a monster erection because of it. At first, I marveled at the 8 inches between my legs. Then I moaned at how I was going to get to my room and change into something without being noticed. I sat up and swung my feet to the ground, where I stepped on a pile of clothing. Darn it, you could have put them back on me before leaving. I sighed and started to dress. Then I realized the clothing didn’t fit me anymore. I managed to get my legs in my pants, but there was no way was I going to get them to fasten. As for my shirt, the sleeves split as soon as I put my arms in them. Also, no way to button it up. Well, at least I had something on. And my shoes still fit a small blessing.

And the solution to escaping attention was simple. Everyone was in bed by the time I went back in. Of course, the next morning was a different story. Fortunately, sweatpants and a hoodie worked to get me through breakfast and out the door. I was going to have to go shopping. It was a good thing I got that credit card. I had an allowance and my parents paid for my college as well as room and board. However, I was tired of being poor. So, I drove to the local Wally Mart to get some new outfits. Not many, just three pairs of jeans and three button-up shirts. I managed to get out of there for under $150. Then had to explain to mom it was another growth spirt.

I decided I needed a shower before changing into my new clothes. This was the first time I had seen my nude body in a mirror. Good god, I looked like a sculpture. Worse, like a sculpture of a Greek god. At least I still had blonde hair, I thought as I finally climbed into the shower. And that’s when I thought about it. The energy tap was actually a simple device. In fact, I thought I could build one for under a grand. I was sure my parents would appreciate free electricity on the farm.

Well, I was right about the cost. However, finding the correct shaped crystal was proving to be an issue. Once I made a matter replicator, it wouldn’t be an issue; however, I needed the power first. And the replicator was going to cost a lot more in parts. More than my credit card had room for anyway. Then it hit me. The Nobel prize was a million. I could get that for the math alone on the power supply. Well, one step at a time, I thought.

That’s when I thought the crystal just needed to be the correct shape. It could actually be made of glass to get a working unit. And the glass was much easier to grind into the shape and size I needed. In fact, Uncle John had a gem shop set up in one of the barns. You know it took me three days to grind a piece of glass into the right shape. Now there is a very important thing you need to know. Once the process started, it was not a good idea to stop it. The big thing is that the crystal would shatter if you even took a unit apart. And by shatter, I mean into micro pieces. It had to do with the safety of preventing antimatter through the dimensional barrier. That’s when I realized no one would be able to copy this process. Oh, Shure, maybe in a hundred years or so, someone will figure it out from the math. However, to be on the safe side I did not put the new power supply in the house.

You know, explaining how it worked to my parents turned out not to be necessary. As soon as Dad realized he could run his irrigation pumps for free, he just accepted he would never understand the math, much less the energy tap. Now Uncle John and yes, the same one with the gem hobby. He was a lawyer by trade. And as it turned out, a dam good one. By the time I got the basics across to him, he told me, and I quoted. “To hell with patent, it just starts producing the units and selling them.” No one can take one apart and copy it. In fact, once I could make crystals out of a harder substance, I could tap even more power from a unit. Of course, there was no way anyone was going to be able to reproduce that material without a replicator. And the replicators I would sell in the future would not allow that.

Well, Dad was set up with power on the farm. And it was time for me to return to school. You know I found it so easy to take my classes. If it weren’t for the reports I had to do, it would have been boring. However, I had a mission and that was to publish a paper on the math to tap into a dimensional power supply. Then I needed to convince a physics professor to check my work and sponsor it. In other words, put his name on the paper with mine to get credit. Have you any idea how hard it is to get an appointment with a professor if you’re not one of his students?

Well, the first one gave me 5 minutes and told me I was speaking gibberish.

So, for the second one, I had to lie to them and tell him it was going to be published and ask him if he wanted his name on the paper. It took him a week of going over the math before he penned his name on it. It was too bad for the college that I was not a physics student, as they could not claim rights to it despite the professor’s name on the paper. However, his name did get the math published for peer review. And the world of physics was sent spinning. I was sure it would get a Nobel prize. And it did two years later as I was finishing my master’s degree in engineering. This also got me a free-ride scholarship at Cal State. The place where I would introduce the first working prototype to the world. This time, however, my PhD was in physics. Somehow, I was sure a working power supply would get me my doctoral degree. And yes, it did do that. Also, I have set up a small manufactory for the power supply units. It’s also where I built the first matter replicator. Did you know you can use a matter replicator to create another matter replicator? Well, a smaller one, anyway. The first one was 8-foot cubed. It lasted for three uses before giving up the ghost. However, the three 4-foot cubed units were of much better quality. They would also allow me to build components for ever-larger replicators. Now creating denser matter takes some time. However, producing organic matter is very quick. To give you an idea, a 5-course meal could be ready in under 5 minutes. As a power supply unit took an hour each. Well, I needed the replicators to make the power supplies. Since I could only make a limited number in a day, I decided to auction them off. My notoriety as a Nobel Prize winner took care of most of the skeptics. I had sold around 1500 before the military showed up trying to classify them. They were sure they could be turned into a weapon, you see. Well, sure, they could; however, it would take out a few light years of area. I was not about to allow that. I was lucky I was doing a live interview over the net when they showed up and tried. The interview went viral in short order, and the outrage from the public was overwhelming. The politicians were coming out of the woodwork due to the complaints the public voiced.

There was an emergency court hearing to determine if it was worth classifying it. When I pointed out that the math for the process was published already and anyone with half a brain could make their own unit. Well, it was obvious that classifying it was ridiculous. Also, I stated that I would not create a weapon out of it. However, if the military wanted to order a power supply for the laser weapons, I would be more than glad to make them to their specification. Anyways congress started to negotiate before the lawsuit was even ruled on. It took a bit of time to get all my replicators back from being seized. However, I am sure they never figured out what they were. I know they could not get them to work due to the built-in GPS safeguards. Maybe if they had a clue what they were and a few years to play with them. Still, I was out of production for 6 months.

Well, the whole incident increased the demand for the units. Car manufacturers wanted them for their electric vehicles. Homeowners wanted them so they could get rid of the electric bills. And power company wanted them to profit from the near-zero cost to supply the grid. Of course, Uncle John was kept busy negotiating. Now it would have been easier for me to let manufacturers make the units on a license arrangement. However, I have not released the replicators as yet. I had just sent off the math paper on energy to material creation. I was sure it would result in another Nobel prize.

Now what I hadn’t mentioned at this point was the power supply was relatively small. Think cigar box small. The real problem was not the power output but rather the distribution problem. You see, copper wires can only handle so much current. Now this was not a problem when powering a house or a car. It was, however, kind of limiting larger applications. It was a good thing there were no problems with powering the matter replicators.

However, the demand for power supply forced me to relocate to Texas. There I was able to hire trusted individuals to operate the replicators and make a much larger quantity of units. Needless to say, the money was rolling in. I figured out that I could clear a trillion a year from the power supply alone.

The day finally came to announce the replicator. I decided only to produce and sell organic replication units. Okay, I wanted to feed the world. Call me idealistic if you want. However, I was going to take advantage of the financial gain first. Talk about being the talk of the world when they went on sale for the first time.

Also, my mansion was finely ready for me to move into. Think Playboy Mansion on steroids. Or maybe a moderately sized hotel would describe it better.

And so, I placed my first ad online for mothers wanted. It read: