Boss Caro's Fundamentals

"Go find me the laboratory and cardmaker assistant I need first."

"For cardmaker assistants below the fourth rank, the rate is three hundred Bronze Coins a day. Cardmaking studios are rented by the month, at four Magic Crystal Coins per month. When will you need them?" Krumen asked with a smile.

"Starting tomorrow morning." Caroso thought for a moment. He had to give those people plenty of time to prepare. "Also, I may need to purchase a lot of materials today. You need to be available whenever I call."

"Your will is the direction in which I advance." Krumen bowed, then took out her magic stone.

Neither its color nor its size could compare to Caroso's.

Caroso tapped his magic stone against Krumen's, and they both poured magic power into them.

The two magic stones flashed at the same time, and they had exchanged contact information.

[Fuck, why was she so snide when talking to me, but suddenly all respectful and deferential here?]

[Is this what rich people get?]

[Mom, I understand the joy of being a tycoon now.]

[Boss Caro, this woman is definitely skimming off the top. She has no bottom line!]

"Go on, then," Caroso said.

"Yes."

At that, Krumen left Caroso's room.

Watching the barrage, Caroso said to the Netizens, "It's normal for her to earn a price difference, as long as she doesn't affect me."

"She isn't a noble. To survive and support her own interests, she needs a great deal of money."

"Come to think of it, was she an inventor in your time?"

[An inventor? All she invented was a bunch of weird machines.]

[Like the Krumen Nagging Robot, Krumen Mechanical Dog, Krumen Battlefield Cleanup Robot... they were all... pretty useful.]

[Useful, sure, but the problem is they were expensive!]

[And sometimes there were side effects where all interpretation rights belonged to her.]

"Everyone who chases their dreams deserves respect," Caroso said solemnly. "Business is a voluntary agreement between two parties."

[Fine, we were just complaining.]

[Even without her, there are other poster girls.]

[MD, when you get down to it, the game company just doesn't treat people like people!]

[Why do I still feel unsatisfied unless I mess with her a little?]

[Baby Caro, this person is so infuriating. If we don't vent, I won't be able to settle my thoughts!]

[I have to let her know that money isn't so easy to earn. Society is a dangerous place!]

[Don't worry, we won't deliberately mess with her...]

As a result, while purchasing materials that day, Krumen practically ran her legs off. Every time she came back, Caroso had new instructions for her.

Caroso didn't want this either, but the Netizens seemed to have reached an unspoken understanding. Whenever Krumen returned, they would ask Caroso to buy a huge pile of materials.

Just as the Netizens had said, they really didn't seem to be doing it on purpose, because they never made Krumen run to the same place twice.

For example, the first trip was to Shop A for plant materials; the second trip was to Shop B for plant materials; the third trip was to Shop C for plant materials; the fourth trip was back to Shop A for ore materials...

The reason was simple: if the materials were brought back together, they might get damaged...

This explanation was perfectly reasonable. They were tormenting her in a completely reasonable way.

Caroso's wallet was shriveling at a frightening speed, but he didn't care.

The Netizens had tormented Krumen terribly, but Caroso didn't care about that either.

Caroso merely respected Krumen. He would not pity her because of it.

Osiris Kolia had said that everyone who desperately pursued a dream deserved respect, and pitying them was an insult to their dreams.

They kept at it until nightfall, when Krumen's proper high heels had been forcibly replaced with sneakers.

"You okay?" Caroso looked at the utterly exhausted Krumen.

She was panting in short breaths, her hair already soaked with sweat. It looked as though her stamina had reached its limit.

In Caroso's eyes, Krumen had always been a very proper person. For her to be exhausted to this extent, it was clear just how malicious the Netizens had been toward her.

Fortunately, the world the Netizens lived in was relatively harmonious, and most of them were still kind-hearted.

"I'm fine, Mr. Caroso. Since I accepted your annual salary, this is only right," Krumen said with a bow. "Do you have any further instructions?"

In her view, Caroso was testing her ability to handle tasks, her efficiency, and her response to demanding requests.

Such tests were normally part of the job.

Being a little tired today was nothing. As long as she could make money, as long as she could continue researching machinery, she was content.

[Wuwuwu, we finally got our revenge.]

[Come to think of it, I'm feeling a little sorry for her. Were we too harsh?]

[Classic case of someone making three thousand a month pitying someone making thirty thousand.]

[She only makes six thousand a month, right?]

[She has side income too!]

[That's about enough, that's enough. Let's leave it at that.]

[Hell, why are all the characters in this game so inspiring? Boss Caro works harder than anyone, and Krumen is more diligent than anyone, taking her work more seriously than anyone.]

[The uninspiring characters just haven't appeared yet.]

"There's only this much for now," Caroso said. "Be on standby at any time tomorrow."

"Yes!"

The next day, after Caroso and Nimel finished breakfast, they went together to Caroso's laboratory.

Looking at the dazzling array of materials, as well as the two cardmaker assistants already prepared, Caroso took a deep breath.

He did not know what kind of surprise the Netizens would bring him this time.

"Brother, can we begin?" Nimel asked Caroso.

"We can." Caroso walked over to the cardmaking table.

Nimel's expression was grave. A huge pile of magical materials had already been laid out before her.

As a genius mage, Nimel was already thoroughly familiar with handling magical materials.

"Moonseeing Grass, Phoenix Flower, grind them into powder. Void Seed, prepare it. Turbulence Magic Stone, grind it into powder, then add Pure White Still Water to make it into a liquid..."

Following Caroso's commands, the two cardmaker assistants and Nimel began working together.

The two cardmaker assistants were both youths and students. Like Krumen, they were working part-time at the school to support themselves.

They were both second-years and had already spent a year as cardmaking apprentices. Their techniques were highly professional.

Though Caroso's requirements were cumbersome, they still completed them with meticulous care.

When Caroso requested materials, he was not asking for the materials for a single card, but for several cards at once.

It was as though he were simultaneously reviewing practice problems from three different subjects.

If a master like Blank had been here, they would certainly have marveled at Caroso's foundations and mental capacity.

After receiving the processed materials, Caroso swiftly sorted them, then picked up card surfaces and a pen and began drawing.

As streaks of magical light appeared, card after card was created by Caroso.

Looking at the cards before him, Caroso's gaze gradually turned strange.

For example...

[Name: Hand of Greed]

[Category: Spell]

[Star Level: 3]

[Grade: Blue Rare]

[Class Restriction: None]

[Description: Randomly draw two cards from the reserve deck and add them to the current deck]

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