Chapter 20 (1/2)

Paul stared at the vision floating in his text. He was a bit surprised at how easy it was to complete his first mission. Usually, he spent months at a time to complete an objective, but the newer system required much less effort. Eula, the girl who wanted to hire him, was a princess, and due to her connections, he was able to register his bodyguard business without a hitch; in fact, the proposition was expedited and cleared in less than five minutes—roughly the amount of time it took him to finish his bowl of egg fried rice. It was an impressive bowl of rice, on par with the meals the chefs made in the cooking dimension he had visited once as a mission. It was an odd mission, deviating from what he was used to, and Paul swore he was only sent there because the god he served was having cravings, but that couldn’t be possible: why would a god need to eat?

[Congratulations, middle-aged entrepreneur. You have begun your journey as an immortal CEO. Work hard to bring honor to the techniques you’ve been given.]

[Mission: Start Your Business Completed.]

[Reward: Vremya’s Business Techniques, one heaven-grade spirit stone]

Paul thought about Vremya’s Business Techniques, and the relevant information flooded into his mind. He was used to receiving rewards and knew how to fully accommodate them in one go. Once he confirmed there was nothing left, Paul reviewed the technique. If his last mission was anything to go by, he was now serving the god of time. As for whether or not the god of time’s business techniques were any good, Paul had nothing to reference them to, but he had a sneaking suspicion the god of time had bought the techniques from a questionable merchant. There were five parts to Vremya’s Business Techniques, each one explained in detail: the first part was a submission chokehold; the second was an armlock; the third was a leglock; the fourth was a wristlock; and the last was an anklelock.

[Isn’t that the god of grappling’s beginner moveset?]

[I modified it a little.]

[Huh? Do you even know anything about grappling? Which parts did you modify?]

[Can’t you tell? I changed the name.]

[Heh.]

[What’s that look supposed to mean? And why does your tail always gravitate to the broadcasting button? Move it off!]

Paul once again used his better judgment and pretended as if he couldn’t see the bickering in his vision. To him, it seemed like gods were just like people, but if he were to say that out loud, he’d probably be judged as a blasphemer. Even if this world wasn’t particularly religious, the gods had literally marked him, so he always had to watch what he said. The text disappeared and was replaced by another block of text in an instant.

[New Mission: Becoming a Tycoon]

[Middle-aged entrepreneur, your perception of an entrepreneur seems to be incorrect. An entrepreneur is someone who uses money to make money. A popular method of generating money is by hiring employees, exploiting them, and turning their labor into more money than you put into them. Using your newfound techniques and heaven-grade spirit stone, hire ten employees to be part of your business.]

[Reward: Vremya’s Business Headquarters]

Paul raised an eyebrow at the new mission. It seems like his perception of entrepreneurs was incorrect, but it wasn’t too far off. Logically, the business techniques had to be employed to hire employees. They weren’t used to rob people; they were meant to subdue strong people without hurting them. If he used his usual fighting techniques, the employees he forced to work under him at a low wage would be missing limbs. However, this wasn’t a way to build loyal employees. “If only I had a mind-control technique….” As soon as he finished speaking, the text shifted in his vision.

[Reward: Vremya’s Business Headquarters or Vremya’s Hypnotism Method]