Chapter 105: Episode 21 _ Do You Know Who I Am, Punk_(1)
1.
With the 30,000 gold he received and an additional 10,000 gold he purchased.
Once again, the gold on the Fantastic World brokerage site dried up.
"What the hell? Why did the gold price jump again?"
"Crazy. It’s heading towards $130."
"Is so bastard hoarding it?"
"Are you nuts? With how many users are playing the ga, who would hoard gold?"
"Ah. Shit. I should have bought it when it was $100."
Goggle Inc.’s stocks were naturally untouchable, so instead, the stock price of Fantastic World continued to rise to the point where people said to buy Fantastic World gold instead of stocks, and the number of users increased endlessly.
Added to that was Simin’s gold purchasing.
With the synergy of users still in low-level ranges and gold being spent as soon as it was earned, the cash market price of gold rose steeply like a stock.
Considering it was a change over just a few months, it was trendous!
"Co to think of it, hasn’t it already gone up 30%?"
"Wow. I didn’t think much of it, but this seems crazy."
"Why didn’t I think of hoarding it?"
"If I had invested just $100,000 back then, wouldn’t I have made $30,000 in just a few months?"
Regretting it wouldn’t turn back ti.
For the "ants" who were busy playing the ga right now and bought gold because they lacked it rather than selling it when they got it, such lantations were just deploring the past.
Hesitating on whether to buy even now was the dilemma most users were having.
"But what if it drops again?"
"I don’t think it’ll go up to $130..."
"Since there are more users. And gold is gradually being released too."
Anyway, only those who make quick and accurate decisions can see a profit.
For Simin, who earned money in a way unrelated to that, it was a story of a completely different world.
"Phew. I bought it a bit more easily this ti."
A whopping $1.2 million.
He thought of $1 million and bought it, but since he decided to round it up to 10,000 gold while he was at it, it cost an additional amount.
Since so ti ago, the fact that the money going out was vastly more than the money coming in was probably just a feeling, right?
He tried to hypnotize himself while ignoring Squeaker, who was letting out a happy cry.
’It will co back soday. Simin. Let’s stay strong.’
’They say if a person does good deeds, they receive blessings.’
’Squeaker is a Gold Dragon, after all.’
’If I feed it until it’s full, a day will co when it repays .’
’Please.’
Hypnotizing himself like that, he fell into deep thought over the 40,000 gold.
It was a dilemma he faced every ti, but this ti he was more cautious because a whopping $4 million was in front of him.
’Should I just withdraw it and buy a building?’
Among several options, this would probably be the wisest choice.
What was the point of stressing out and comparing things he might not even be able to recover?
There was a way to buy a building and enjoy the ga while spending real money with the moderate inco it generated.
Simin was silent.
But if he could make such a rational judgnt, he would have started investing as soon as he sold the Great Archmage’s skill book.
Simin was infinitely cold and realistic about money, but at the sa ti, he was an idealist who pursued his ideals!
The heart that valued Fantastic World, which was both a ga and his job, created the result of kicking away the best thod.
’Since I bought it based on 10,000 gold instead of $1 million, that says it all.’
He had to admit what needed to be admitted.
Admitting he was a Fantastic World addict, he lifted Squeaker.
"Let’s feed it first."
If he invested in the territory, the Rich Territory could show growth faster than desired and rise as an erging territory on the continent.
But he didn’t want to invest in the territory to that extent by purchasing gold with cash.
A piece of land that would disappear if it burned down while he was away for a mont!
Squeaker was the sa, but the more Squeaker grew, the probability of it dying decreased rapidly.
Squeaker, having fallen into the leather bag full of gold, let out a cry overwheld with happiness.
’Oh my god! Is this all money?’
It was about to devour it but paused and looked at Simin.
A desperate gaze asking if it could eat this.
For so reason, a devilish mind that wanted to make it suffer by only letting it look and saying no crept up, but he suppressed it and nodded.
"Yeah, eat it all. Until you’re very full."
SCREEE!
One might expect it to refuse at least once, but resembling its owner, Squeaker buried its head in the gold without hesitation.
The gold was disappearing at a rapid speed.
"Phew. Good thing I didn’t tell him."
Watching that sight, he recalled the Emperor who had left the territory with a deep frown, ultimately not hearing the answer he wanted.
Actually, it wasn’t really sothing worth hiding.
He could just say that he hatched an egg he took from the Emperor’s warehouse by chance, a Gold Dragon ca out, and this damn dragon was a special case that only grew by eating gold.
However, the reason he couldn’t do so was that no matter how close they were, the Emperor was the master of the continent.
He was a tyrant and a man who did not tolerate challenges to his position.
Would he really be able to look at Simin, who was becoming increasingly stronger and possessing overwhelming power, as cutely as he did now?
Besides, no matter how insignificant it was now, it was a dragon.
If even Simin heard that, he would be tense and wary from that mont on.
It was a fact that would be known soday, but hiding one’s power at any ti was a matter of course!
SCREEE!
Simin watched in silence.
Above all, he didn’t have the courage to say he was a Dragon Tar while showing such a shaful sight.
Simin left his seat watching the shrinking gold.
What was the point of earning money to death?
A freeloader was eating it all.
Even for Simin, he didn’t have the confidence to watch that sight until the end.
’...So this was how my parents felt watching
waste food at ho.’
He felt a deep realization while spending $4 million.
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The Emperor returned to the Imperial Palace.
"Father, I heard you went to the Viscount’s territory."
"Yes, I bought so gifts for your coming-of-age ceremony."
Patting the back of the princess who hugged him, the Emperor spoke.
Originally, he planned a surprise gift, but there were too many clues given to the smart Princess.
Starting tomorrow, rumors about a Mythic-grade armor set costing 30,000 gold would spread across the continent, and to prevent them from reaching the princess’s ears, he would have to imprison her in the palace.
"What is it? Did the Viscount make it by chance?"
"He didn’t make it; it was sothing he enhanced and wore."
He glanced slyly at the princess, the only person in the world for whom the Emperor walked on eggshells!
He worried she might be disappointed because it was used.
"Wow! Are you talking about that Mythic-grade armor he ntioned at the Knight Tournant?"
Fortunately, the princess’s reaction was positive.
The Emperor nodded in relief.
His shoulders shrugged automatically.
This was the joy of buying gifts with expensive money!
"I want to see it, but since you said it’s a coming-of-age gift, I’ll wait until then."
"I hope you like it."
The Princess, who was becoming more beautiful by the day, nodded excitedly.
Then suddenly, a shadow fell over a corner of her face.
"...What is the matter?"
The Emperor was not one to miss that.
She hurriedly fixed her expression, but the Emperor was persistent.
"Actually, since I don’t have much ti with the Viscount, I’ve been a little upset lately, wondering if he’s not interested in ."
The Emperor remained silent.
But from the Emperor’s perspective, it was a worry better left unknown!
He had nothing to say.
True love?
There was no way the Emperor had done such a thing.
Wasn’t it just his youth spent conquering the continent while embracing won he fancied?
Even if he was drawn by lust, there was no woman he liked.
So there was no way he could give advice.
He couldn’t even understand it.
"...I will arrange a eting. He said he would co to the coming-of-age ceremony anyway."
"Yes, Father."
The Princess withdrew, swallowing her disappointnt.
What she wanted was to stick with Simin, her savior and the object of her political marriage!
’I have to find a way.’
The Princess, with the Emperor’s blood flowing in her, was a modern woman pioneering her own path.
Although Simin didn’t have any particular aspects to like, to her, who had fallen for the fact that he was her savior and his appearance of looking at a person’s inner self due to only liking money, what else was there to see!
Preparations were more or less finished.
The coming-of-age ceremony, where she could move around freely, was also approaching soon.
At the optimal ti, the princess began to move busily, seizing what could be the last opportunity.
2.
Ti passed quickly.
The Specialists still hadn’t caught the nad tiger, and after surviving another near-death crisis, they made a decision.
"Simin, help us."
"How much?"
"Is this how it’s going to be between us?"
"This is how it’s always been between us."
"...True."
Once decided, the official conversation flowed quickly!
"$5,000!"
"And who would benefit from that pittance?"
"$10,000!"
"Even if I told Kenji, he’d give $20,000."
"Ugh. Don’t even bring up his story."
"Sorry. I’ll do it for $10,000."
He compromised while playing hard to get appropriately.
Although everything went into Squeaker’s stomach as soon as he earned it, his sense of money was slightly paralyzed after earning a large sum of $3 million at once. Furthermore, the thought that he should expand services for regular custors these days also played a part, and the fact that $10,000 wasn’t money needed to catch the final boss monster of Act 2, but a mid-tier nad monster raid with nurous processes ahead to get there, also played a big role.
"Instead, it’s $10,000 per head."
"I know. I’m used to it now."
Kang Yeseul nodded as if it were obvious.
She, too, never imagined a day would co when she would take $10,000 so naturally.
In the early days of the ga, buying weapons and getting gold was a "choice" made possible by the thought that she could get it back later, but the transaction she was doing now was just a consuming, unconscious "adaptation."
The difference between the two words is imnse.
And what that ant was one thing.
"As expected. Whether it’s spending real money or whatever, the first ti is hard, but once you adapt, it’s quick."
There is a reason they say he who steals a pin will eventually steal an ox.
The transaction between the two, who had already crossed a river of no return, ended.
Even though it was a whopping $30,000 deal, there wasn’t a single contract.
"Instead, you have to do it properly. We don’t have much ti. The atmosphere is like other places are about to succeed in the raid soon, so we have to catch it quickly or join them."
"Don’t worry."
The confident declaration that persuaded the Emperor hit master level and was being abused here and there.
A smooth talk that achieved a legend of a whopping $3 million!
"You trust , right?"
Kang Yeseul was speechless.
"You don’t trust ? Then shall I make you trust ? I have an interesting video."
"AAAAAAH! No! I trust you. I trust you, Simin! I totally trust you."
srized by that, Kang Yeseul nodded frantically.
She didn’t regret what happened back then.
She was caught in a penalty and had to do it.
She was just embarrassed!
"Let’s go."
Simin, placing his hand on her drooping shoulder, walked out boldly.
Just in ti, he needed a subject to test the growth of Squeaker, who had eaten a whopping 40,000 gold, so he thought it worked out well.
"Squeaker! Where are you?! We got work!"
As he shouted leaving the Lord’s Castle, a resonant cry was heard from high up in the sky.
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