Chapter 308: Chapter 197 This is just the beginning (two more)_2
“When both the client and the contractor feast together, upstream and downstream alike, and after it’s all done, they still have to thank us—Mr. Liu, you really are the master of exploitation.”
“Aside from not having a very pretty girlfriend—heck, not even human—Mr. Liu, you truly are perfect.”
Watching these sycophants, Liuzi realized that lunatics will be lunatics—they could flatter soone to death.
However, once he understood that they were actually praising him, Liuzi felt sowhat comfortable.
After handling a dozen or so orders, he had tens of millions of faith at his disposal.
This money was all spare change; with a never-ending influx of trash, the figures on the books were just idle funds, perfect for investnt.
However, most investnts took a long ti to show returns, yet the best investnt was right before his eyes.
It was the consignnt auction.
There were many people tinkering in the laboratory, but few achieving results. For most of them, there was only one way out—the Player Auction.
Adhering to the principle that even a piece of junk has its uses, Liuzi sent the Morals Aid Group into action.
They placed orders on every item, and whenever anyone bid against them, they would place another order, aiming to acquire every single item in the auction house.
Although this move caused the auction house’s item prices to rise by fifty percent, they managed to acquire all the items. Then, after carefully summarizing where each item could be used, they would sell them off.
This activity helped the Morals Aid Group accelerate their money-making speed even further.
But Liuzi gradually noticed that the items at the auction were dwindling.
The players had beco passive.
Though the Player Auction could recover so of their initial investnt, in the end, the costs outweighed the outputs, and there was really no point in playing around with it.
After the initial novelty wore off, the auction beca sowhat of a stale endeavor. Other players went bankrupt and left before discovering the right way to play, leaving nothing but a ss in the end.
A good industry must be one that allows people to make money. Only by letting everyone profit together can an industry grow.
In that mont, Liuzi understood what scope really ant.
His focus was no longer that of a lab researcher, but that of a pioneer in a massive industry, a successful businessman. He intended to build up the market for these special items and beco the leader in this unique sector.
So, Liuzi began his next plan.
He disclosed his own supply channels for these items and started buying other special items for two million faith each.
In the ga, he even established his own company. Governors of nearby galaxies started shipping him electronic waste, which he then provided for free.
The Freedom Alliance was also dragged in. Those pirates, having been idle for too long, happily joined in the trash transport, enhancing their profits further.
Thanks to Liuzi’s relentless efforts, special items eventually beca an industry.
Every day, hundreds of special items were created. The ones with surprisingly good effects were kept; the average ones were sold to Liuzi, who then organized their assessnt, conceived their uses with imaginative ideas, and finally sold them.
Not to ntion anything else, but the Morals Aid Group definitely had top-notch ideas.
Their most successful case was transforming what seed like an ordinary special item into sothing with a staggering effect. The final sale price of three hundred million faith shocked the entire Heavenly Tao Network and caught the attention of those with vested interests in the laboratory, eager to understand how they were making money.
As more and more items were sold, the Morals Aid Group made a fortune, and Liuzi, as the leader, naturally made quite a bit as well.
A minor part of it was claid by the Goddess of Art through various pretexts; considering that she had helped him with a few favors before, he didn’t mind sharing so with her.
With this faith, the Goddess of Art happily purchased so items during the next gathering of the gods and then made her way to the Land of the Gods.
Although so gods were still wandering the mortal world as real-life influencers, most had already returned to their rightful places and began the assembly.
During previous assemblies, the gods were always dressed to the nines, and the faith from their followers afforded them a rather comfortable lifestyle.
Faith is everything to Little Heavenly Way; through the Heavenly Tao Network, they could convert their faith into various gemstones that all gods cherished, displaying how splendid their recent days had been, and that their followers were simply magnificent.
But today, the Goddess of Art found that everyone looked quite dim.
The luxurious palaces had been dismantled for recycling, and the gods were left with only their basic garnts; so had even pawned their clothing to the Heavenly Tao network, appearing very destitute.
Among the group of gods, only the Goddess of Art remained glamorous, even more radiant than before.
She was adorned with beautiful gemstones and wore a sparkling raincoat, making her stand out as the shiniest one among the gods, even surprising the Main God.
Seeing the Goddess of Art in such a state, a god asked enviously, “Goddess of Art, how do you have so much faith?”
“You don’t have any left?”
“No, the Sects were overthrown, and we gods were audited. However, because we need to maintain the Heavenly Tao network, the auditing wasn’t very harsh, but the right to issue faith was taken away. Afterward, we can’t withhold faith—didn’t you know?”
The Goddess of Art thought for a mont and rembered that she indeed had to pay a fine previously.
However, Liuzi had paid the fine on her behalf, at the cost of working for him for a long ti, which, when calculated, wasn’t much.
After all, it was her own High Priest, and it wasn’t certain yet who would end up working for whom.
Moreover, he had given her so faith, and all things considered, it was about the sa as before, so she didn’t feel any downgrade in her lifestyle.
Recalling this, she replied calmly, “There was such an incident, I rember now. But it’s fine, my High Priest knows how to make money.”
The information about “knowing how to make money” attracted the attention of the other gods.
They eagerly brought the Goddess of Art faith-transford snacks and then asked, “How exactly does one make money?”
“I don’t quite understand it myself, but it seems to involve buying special items cheaply and then selling them at a high price. A few transactions later, faith is accumulated. There’s actually plenty of faith among the mortals, I’ve heard that so Governors of the galaxy store up a lot of faith, and their faith is quite easy to earn.”
Linking this to the laboratory recently set up by the Great Heavenly Lord, and rembering that his Angel Envoy was indeed engaged in a series of dizzying activities, the gods felt they’d grasped the essence of making money.
Although the Sects were no more, the believers were still there.
If the believers were asked to help purchase so special items and then found channels to sell them, wouldn’t the faith be secured?
The God of Wealth was the first to speculate on this, and then realized that it could potentially lead to an uproar.
With the Sects gone, the influence of the gods over the believers actually deepened, because there were no longer any Sects to act as interdiaries. The gods had to issue orders directly to the believers, which in turn strengthened their authority.
It was just more troubleso.
However, compared to the trouble, what the gods feared more was poverty.
In desperation, so of them saw a Broad Road unfolding before them and were eager to go and test it.
As the number of surrounding gods dwindled, the God of Wealth continued to extrapolate and then realized that at the end of this road lay only ruin and depression.
The believers would beco fervent for having the opportunity to be loyal to the gods. Without the Sects, each one of them was now a High Priest, each one could converse with the gods.
To demonstrate their devotion, they would try to purchase these special items, which would then be bought at inflated prices by other believers.
Because the price of special items was exorbitant, they would pool funds to make purchases, bringing even more people into the sche.
The God of Wealth didn’t know how long this ga of passing the parcel would last.
But He knew that it would all culminate in collapse.
But as long as one wasn’t the last one standing, it was fine.
As the God of Wealth, greed was His nature, and He knew that not only was He a god being greedy, the entire Heavenly Tao network was greedy.
With hardly any deliberation, He made His decision.
“My believers, go purchase those special items.”
A grand, enthusiastic investnt craze began.
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