The hugely successful global launch of the Extremis medical serum had come to a perfect close.
There had been no mistakes or controversy throughout. It had official approval and glowing reviews from the public.
Oscorp and Stark Industries' stock prices had shot toward the ceiling like rockets.
Financial media outlets everywhere had flooded their feeds with overnight analyses, declaring that this move toward accessible healthcare had revitalized the entire high-end biotechnology market. For the next few years, it would be a golden opportunity guaranteed to turn a profit.
After the launch and seeing off all the partners, Rimuru strolled back to his private estate.
The enormous villa was quiet and comfortable. There was no need for hollow pleasantries with cunning old investors or theatrical maneuvering at meetings. He could finally slack off and relax completely.
Black Dragon stood quietly to one side, updating the financial calculations from the backend in real time.
The screen refreshed, bringing densely packed records of profits, stock gains, and projected year-end dividends to the top.
Ridiculously long figures covered the screen, each trailed by a dense string of zeros. Just looking at them made his scalp tingle.
Rimuru sprawled on the soft leather sofa, feet propped up, and leaned over to stare at them, his eyes going wide.
Whoa, that's a lot of zeros!
In all his life, the only place he had ever seen so many zeros was on Chengdu license plates!
For a moment, the simple satisfaction of getting filthy rich filled Rimuru's little heart to bursting.
He rested his chin in his hand and grinned foolishly, all sorts of pointless ideas for spending money racing through his head.
Holy crap, doing serious research and charity work makes this much more money than messing around?
Now I'm completely financially free!
*From now on,