Will I Eventually Become a Capitalist? Chapter 24

Of course, if there was also a clean, little kitten nearby, that would be even better.

That slender waist, hehe...

[Can't you degenerate any slower?!]

Seeing the guy who was clearly heading straight for the capitalist stronghold, rotting away in various parties, even though he already knew Russell degenerated quickly, the Prompt still felt shocked witnessing this scene.

This bird-brained fellow was clearly planning to exchange Raikou Ryoma's aid for gold, then use that gold to buy a big house and attend all sorts of parties until his funds ran out or his life ended.

"?"

Russell casually sent a question mark back.

"No, if you've struck it rich, why would you still be in Siberia freezing your butt off?"

This was a well-reasoned point.

The Prompt fell silent.

But while what he said made sense, it just looked too degenerate!

The opponent's innate skill was a will of steel, but his innate skill was apparently a will of tofu, or even tender tofu!!!

This wouldn't do.

He had to try and temper the host's state of mind.

The Prompt felt a sudden sense of mission.

[Beep, issuing miss—]

Before the mission interface could even refresh, Russell had already canceled it.

"You don't actually think a mission reward can change my mind about enjoying myself, do you?"

Russell waved his US dollars, a cold smile on his face.

He turned back and continued to answer Huihui's question.

"As for Naruto... because your magic conductor is taking too long to make, no one is there to take shifts and they're exhausted, so he's sleeping."

This was undoubtedly an unfounded accusation.

However, with a box of US dollars in hand, Huihui instantly accepted the mistake and bowed to Russell's avatar in the chat group.

The boss is never wrong.

Therefore, the fault must be mine!

"Yes, Boss, I'll urge Father and Father Youyou!"

"As for Mei..."

When Raikou Mei was mentioned, Russell's gaze drifted.

"My surname is Raikou."

ME Corp, the eldest daughter of the Raikou family, looked at the red envelope in the private message with a complex expression that even a pie chart couldn't accurately represent.

A deathly silence spread through the group.

Even Valmont and Huihui, who were in another world, let out dry laughs.

The group's revelry was being paid for by Mr. Raikou.

This was quite awkward.

"Uh... speaking of which, how have you been since you got back?"

Russell coughed lightly and began to inquire about her well-being.

At this moment, it was best not to discuss how to spend Mr. Raikou's money extravagantly.

"Yes, thanks to your help, Changkong City is safe now."

"Father also told me some things he hadn't told me before."

Raikou Mei's expression was a little melancholic.

Only now did she understand the world she was in.

"Father said he wants to talk to you."

Hmm.

Wants to consult me? That would be a separate price.

Russell thought, but in the chat window, he wrote, "Mm, I know."

Putting on an act of being agreeable on the surface.

Since Raikou Mei was present, it was inconvenient to discuss how to continue enjoying his decadent life with the group members, so Russell quickly logged off.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, the scenery outside the window seemed much better.

It was just killing time by basking in the sun.

Russell moved a lounge chair from the side and then, just like an old man, lay down.

He enjoyed the sunlight, his eyes half-closed as he admired the scenery.

Siberia was cold, but the views were truly something else.

Through the window, he could see the vast white snow, the silver-leafed pine forests, and the large flag of the Reunion Movement.

Wait.

The flag of the Reunion Movement?!!

Russell froze.

Seriously, you guys are back again?

Chapter 27: What if There's a Possibility That I'm Giving You the Middle Finger?

Are these guys really that hungry?

Russell's first thought went to food supplies.

Because he felt that his impression among the Reunion Movement might be that of an ambitious grain merchant.

But, he quickly realized.

The Reunion Movement wasn't a bunch of pigs; how could they have consumed all their stock in just a few days?

What was going on?

[This mess is on your head.]

The prompt provided the answer.

[Hmm, they got grain from you, and naturally, that would attract the attention of the Black Snakes.]

[They were surprised that there was such a powerful organization in the land they inhabited, so they naturally wanted to test you.]

[For example, turning some Death Warriors into Infected and then having them assault the Reunion Movement's encampment, followed by self-destruction—this would directly accelerate the infection process for the entire Reunion Movement.]

[Speaking of which, the Reunion Movement is quite miserable; even their few members who weren't infected—the Shield Guards—had a squad of them infected.]

"Forcing Talulah to seek a solution from me."

"And then, through the solution, determining which faction I belong to?"

[Yes, on this continent, powerful factions generally have means to curb Oripathy, and they all have their own styles.]

[If you are judged to be part of a powerful faction, it will try to negotiate with you. If you are judged to be a weak faction, then that old snake won't be so easy to deal with. That guy can indirectly control Ursus's Third Army—that's a war machine capable of turning a nation into ruins.]

"What a scheming old dog."

Russell concisely gave his evaluation.

But speaking of means to suppress Oripathy...

A card appeared in Russell's hand at some point. The card was similar to the previous Thousand Years of Death card, except it had no coating.

Originium Inhibitor Factory

Facility Type: Pharmaceutical

Originium, a blessing from prehistoric civilization, and also a curse from prehistoric civilization.

This land prospered because of Originium, and it also fell into suffering because of Originium.

To suppress this tide, or to watch coldly.

This power is in your hands.

Usage: Tear open the card in an open space with electricity and water connected.

Production Method: Dispatch two hundred employees to station there and provide sufficient Originium.

Note: You are responsible for the Originium used to manufacture the inhibitors. Don't expect to get anything from me.

"I really didn't expect I'd have to use this."

Russell sighed, his expression as if he had a toothache.

He had wanted to bring this card to a suitable place to live, then open a factory there and become a pharmaceutical tycoon.

But now, it had to be used here.

[Ah... what are you planning to do?]

The prompt seemed a bit astonished.

"The members of the Reunion Movement are suffering because of me, so I will naturally be responsible for providing them with medical resources."

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a man this responsible?"

Russell snorted coldly and said.

[...You actually have this sense of responsibility?]

The prompt was in shock.

Russell: "..."

"No, can't I just show some kindness?"

Russell let out a cold snort, then ascended to a moral high ground and began pointing fingers at the prompt.

"You must understand that at birth, man's nature is good; their natures are alike; by practice, they become different..."

[Speak plainly, if you were any decent sort, you wouldn't have matched with me.]

Russell: "..."

This guy seemed to have exposed something rather significant.

Then, he cleared his throat.

He began to restate his reasons.

"Actually, both Victoria and Ursus are quite suitable locations for building the Originium Inhibitor Factory, as both are rich in Originium."

"Ursus is more like my home turf. In a nation like this, similar to Tsardom of Russia, there are many things a noble can do. Everyone here is practically beyond the law, and I happen to be one of those nobles."

"The advantage of building the factory in Victoria is that they have a highly developed Originium industry, widely used across all social classes. This means Victoria has more susceptible individuals to infection than Ursus."

"Unlike the unfortunate souls in Ursus whose blood has been drained by the nobles, the common citizens of Victoria still have some savings. If we set the price for the Originium Inhibitor a bit lower, it will sell very well."

"Both sides have their pros and cons, and building the factory in either location won't stop me from visiting clubs in Victoria. My preference for Victoria is mainly because I owe the Grand Duke of Baikal a sum of money and want to default on the debt and run away."

Russell candidly revealed his plan.

He didn't particularly care about the mine, as its output wouldn't even be enough to repay his debt.

Even the ore Naruto had dug up could be packaged and transported to Victoria via red envelopes.

[Since you want to default, why did you suddenly think of building the factory here?]

The prompt was also confused by Russell's train of thought.