I Will Eventually Become a Capitalist? Chapter 1

Will I eventually become a Capitalist Tycoon?

Author: Hong Ge

Synopsis:

"Look, look what I've found—a starving Huihui. We can hire her with a bit of food and use her as a disposable nuclear warhead."

"Oh, heavens, there's a Naruto ahead. He can use Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu; his efficiency in moving concrete is a thousand times that of any civil engineering dog."

"My God, there's even a Mobius! Why don't we use a small investment to trade for her future patents?"

"Great Lord! There's even a Talulah from the Reunion Movement here. She's the crown princess of Victoria; it's time to emulate Lü Buwei."

Russell, who joined a chat group, obtained a prompt device—a golden finger that points out where opportunities lie.

It's just that, are the opportunities his prompt device is pointing out... not quite right?

After a moment of contemplation, Russell put on his monocle.

Now, let's see the surplus value.

Volume One

Chapter 1: The Chat Group and the Surplus Value Prompt Device

St. John's Fort.

The imperial capital of Ursus.

It is a place that produces fanatical soldiers, conservative nobles, and foolish bureaucrats.

Russell sat in a restaurant eating beef stew, gazing at the high-end black cars driving down the street with a hint of longing in his expression.

Russell, a mere transmigrator.

Guided by the philosophy of "skipping electives and skipping required courses," he chose to skip class.

The price of skipping class was being sent into the sky by a punch from an Optimus Prime that appeared out of nowhere, shoulder-to-shoulder with the sun.

Waking up in another world, his appearance remained unchanged, but his identity and the world he inhabited had undergone tremendous changes.

Russell is now a mine owner.

He holds a noble title, belongs to a superior race, and possesses quite powerful Originium Arts.

Without a doubt, this is a fairly perfect start.

The only problem is—

The mine under Russell's name seems to have undergone a slight change.

For instance, it exploded.

It also brought about a few minor troubles.

For example, it caused a certain degree of urban paralysis.

The prototype for Ursus is Tsarist Russia.

In the wretched society of Tsarist Russia, casualties and urban paralysis are not major issues.

However, the butler of Russell's superior—the Grand Duke of Baikal—sent a letter.

"Respected Baron, you need to pay some cleanup fees."

The fee is not small.

Only if Russell gathers a large number of miners who don't want wages or food to dig all the mines under his name until even the rats weep, could he barely manage to start from scratch.

He cut the beef with a knife and fork in an incredibly gentlemanly manner, elegantly bringing it to his lips.

The last meal of one's life requires a sense of ritual.

After finishing his meal, Russell, looking more elegant than the Grand Duke himself, walked out of the restaurant to observe where might be cool and suitable for slowly rotting away.

"Dimensional Meetup Group, successfully established."

Russell was slightly stunned, and before he could react, a series of sounds followed.

If I'm going to be reincarnated in the next life, I should join a chat group.

Holy crap, a chat group?

Russell, who was in the middle of looking for a good Feng Shui spot, was instantly stunned.

While he was preparing to "re-roll," he had been longing for a golden finger to come online and save his miserable life.

Now, it had truly arrived!

Explosion Magic is Number One: "Welcome, another person has joined our ranks."

I'm Going to Be the Hokage: "Am I a senior now too? Yay!"

I Will Definitely Kill Jackie Chan: "Oh, another new guy?"

Daughter of the Raiden Family Never Loses: "...Welcome."

Tide Surge Halved and Blocked by One: "Welcome."

The recognition level is quite high, after all, their profile pictures are basically their own photos.

Judging by their names and remarks, the order should be Huihui, Naruto, Valmont, Megumin, and Skadi.

Russell looked at the messages appearing in the group one by one, quickly deducing the identities of the group members.

But how should he introduce himself?

Should he play the mystic and call himself the omnipotent Great Immortal Luo?

Should he lay his cards on the table and be a nice guy in the group?

Or should he kneel down and beg the group members to show mercy, grant him travel permissions, and let him go hide from his debts?

The last option feels particularly attractive.

But upon careful consideration, that idea doesn't seem very feasible.

Konosuba, Otsutsuki Legend, Jackie Chan Musou Legend, Honkai Impact 3rd, and his own home world.

The worlds where everyone in the group resides are divided only into "very unsafe" and "unsafe."

Especially Skadi; the travel permission she provides is just Terra to Terra.

Thinking of this, Russell felt a bit annoyed.

Why isn't there an Ant Senpai or Yukinoshita Yukino?

Boarding at a beautiful girl's house is a kind of romance.

If that fails, Big Teacher or the Flirty Pig Head Boy wouldn't be bad either; they are at least quite handsome.

No, that's not right.

This line of thinking is problematic.

Russell let his thoughts wander, then coughed lightly to bring his focus back.

It is time to start his self-introduction.

"I am Russell, an unemployed drifter from Ursus—"

[Look, look what I've found, it's a starving Huihui. We can hire her with a small amount of food and use her as a disposable nuclear warhead or high-energy explosive.]

A line of text appeared abruptly in his field of vision, vividly interrupting Russell's self-introduction.

?!!

What the hell!

Russell was so startled he jumped backward.

Whether it was the sudden appearance of a box in his vision or the content within that box, it was quite shocking to him.

Before Russell could react, the box jumped again abruptly.

[Oh, my god, ahead lies a Naruto. He can use the Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu; he alone is worth two thousand miners, and there's no need to worry about him getting infected by Originium!]

[And hiring him only requires telling him some news about Sasuke and twenty bowls of ramen a day.]

Huh?!!

Russell's heart was shocked as never before.

Naruto Uzumaki is definitely a world-famous character.

His best-known ninjutsu are the Rasengan and the Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu; in the Boruto era, it was mentioned that he could create up to a thousand shadow clones at once.

Hundreds of shadow clones, plus an excellent demolition expert.

If he acted according to the hints from this suddenly appearing box, wouldn't he be able to assemble an engineering team in no time?!

It seems this might just resolve the predicament he is currently facing.

Is this his golden finger?

Russell speculated on the nature of the prompt bar.

Is its ability to suggest ways to use external forces to solve his current plight?

A PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds Prompt Device?

The next instant, this thought was dismissed.

In Russell's field of vision, the prompt device suddenly doubled in size!

[Lord! Look, look, there's a poor soul working for the Demon Sorcerer. Quickly use him to contact the Demon Sorcerer, and in exchange for liberating that evil dragon, trade for the method to summon the Shadowkhan Army without wearing a mask!]

[Once you reach his world, you can obtain a total of eight Shadow Legion units that can work twenty-four hours a day.]

[Tricking this untrustworthy old demon is very difficult, but it is absolutely worth it.]

Emmm... scamming an ancient demon?!

Russell's brain went into a momentary system crash.

During the time Russell was stunned, the prompt device continued to run, scrutinizing the members in the group.

[Skadi? She looks so poor, ignore her.]

The text box was at least half the size of the one that appeared for Valmont. The stench of snobbery practically overflowed from it, making one wonder if the slighted Skadi might one day shout, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west, do not bully a young girl for being poor!" before triggering a power-up.

[My God! It's actually the heir to the Raikou family. This little sugar mama is currently lonely and guarded. Try to break down her mental barriers and become her friend. Then, you can acquire large quantities of modern goods or even Anti-Entropy industry at a low price, delivering a heavy blow to Terra's manufacturing sector!]

Upon encountering a sugar mama, the simulator's text box instantly ballooned to three times its size, as if desperate for Russell to become a PUA master right now and conquer the little rich girl.

Looking at the prompt device that had arranged all his group members, Russell finally understood.

This thing wasn't some "overcoming adversity" system...

It was a goddamn Surplus Value Detector!!

Chapter 2 Valmont, I Am the Boss!

Master Luo had his mind completely taken over by the Surplus Value Detector, leaving him with not a shred of joy.

So much so that after entering the group chat, he didn't type a single word.

"...Why isn't the newcomer saying anything?"

Huihui looked at the newcomer in the group chat who seemed completely unresponsive, her expression filled with confusion.

"That's obviously because he's been floored by my charm."