"You can invest. If you're in Backlund, you can buy stocks and securities and earn several times your investment in a short period."
Sifa spoke with considerable experience. "Of course, you need a good eye for investments. If you don't have one yourself, you should at least find a qualified investment manager."
Unfortunately, I was worried about revealing my identity. Otherwise, I could have introduced "Lynn" to you.
Fors was quite tempted by what she heard and couldn't help asking, "If it's investment, how much startup capital would I need?"
"That depends on how much profit you want to make. In my case, two months ago, I invested 8,000 pounds and nearly doubled it."
After answering the question, Sifa noticed that everyone had fallen silent.
Only Justice's mood remained relatively lively.
8,000 pounds? If I had that much capital, would I still be worrying about the money for the Solar High Priest formula?
"Mr. Chariot, you're even better at showing off than Mr. Hanged Man." Fors suddenly realized that she was not only weak, but also extremely poor.
Behind the Gray Fog, Klein restrained the urge to cover his face with his hand. After doing the math, he realized that he had only 589 pounds left. Even if he sold either the Werewolf characteristic or the biological poison bottle he had just obtained, he would still be nowhere near the astronomical figure of 8,000 pounds.
If only I could become as rich as Mr. Chariot.
Fors forced out an awkward laugh. "I'm afraid I don't have enough capital on hand. Aside from that, Mr. Chariot, do you have any other suggestions?"
Without hesitation, Sifa said, "Pirates!"
"Hunting pirates and collecting bounties is also a path to wealth."
He coughed dryly. "I have a friend who's been active at sea recently.