Chapter 13: God of Trade
Sun Zan was exhausted by the time he was done with everything.
Don't look at them smiling and chatting, he had to keep up with the thinking of several old foxes so that he would not be tricked.
Even if his grandfather was by his side, it would not do if he made a mistake or some sort of promise.
It is okay if he just loses some money, but it would be too shameful if he loses face.
At that time, his grandfather might help him deal with it, but from then on, he would be underestimated everywhere and his potential would only be so much.
Of course, Sun Zan did not think that he needed to be so up tight, but it would too aggrieving if a careless mistake cost him something.
At that time, it would be too late to regret.
Sun Zan directly laid on his bed when he got back.
He was so exhausted that he did not even call Xiao San to accompany him.
What? Did you think that he would be reserved or something?
These girls with the Xiao name were prepared precisely for this.
As the heir of the Sun family, there is no such thing as too many children. Even, the more the better.
Don't look at his father.
He was doomed not to inherit the family from the very beginning. His grandfather was still healthy and energetic enough.
Plus, his mother was not so easy to mess with. Otherwise, why would everyone be so helpless?
Sun Zan looked at the ceiling as various thoughts sped through his mind.
After today, he would now have to rely on his performance to increase his status.
The Sun family can no longer be used to shelter him unless someone does not play by the rules.
But who dares?
Even without the family, Sun Zan could not think of anyone who could deal with him on a 1v1 confrontation.
With the system, he had enough productivity and technology to crash anything and everything.
Are you a genius? Good, create whatever you create and all he needed to do is give it a 100x critical strike to get several year ahead.
Innovation would only add to his portfolio after some simple alterations.
The system function Workshop allowed him to do a lot of things besides analyzing the detailed information of something.
Sun Zan had tried it several times now.
For example, he had used the Workshop to combine the trillions of units of the 100x Phone just to see how absurd its specs would be.
And boy were they exaggerated.
Just the RAM would start at 1021 Yottabytes. And that is just one chip.
How many such chips does a phone have? How many can a DIY phone have?
Sun Zan dared imagine that if he placed an order and was generous enough, manufacturers dare add all kinds of features and gimmicks.
The processing speed is even more exaggerated.
What is above yottaflops per second? Yeah, the phone can theoretically reach it.
Sun Zan dared not think about the capabilities of such a device.
And that is just the combination of the 100x phones.
What about the stacked phones? What about phones with higher critical strikes?
It's scary just thinking about it.
*Ding*
[It is detected that the first day is about to pass. Do you want to sign in?]
"Sign In?! I thought you were the 100 Trillion Times Critical Strike Rebate System."
[The host is correct.
The sign-in feature is a benefit to the host and items drawn are those that should not exist under normal circumstances.
Do you want to sign in?]
"Sign in if you sign in. It is not a loss either way."
*Ding*
[Congratulations to the host for signing in and getting the title; God of Trade (10 Star)
God of Trade (10 Star):
Business Administration and Management Mastery
Economics and Monetary Mastery
Trade and Finance Mastery
Markets and Market Synergy Mastery
Technique: Absolute Contracting]
"…"
Sun Zan was stunned for a moment. What the hell is 'God of Trade'?
Before he could question the system, a crapton of information was directly infused into his brain.
Sun Zan was soon overwhelmed by the things that his brain was processing.
His mind seemed to have entered a sort of enlightenment that connected directly to the soul… at least, that's what it felt like.
By the time this feeling settled down, Sun Zan was sweating all over and his body temperature was soaring.
Don't ask. His brain must have lost some brain cells.
He hurriedly unscrewed some tea with level 2 bioenergy and gulped it down whilst heading to the bath.
He was too hot.
A cold shower instantly sobered him up.
It's no joke.
Thinking of the things that seemed to be welded to his brain to death, Sun Zan was astonished.
There were thousands of concepts about running a business and managing employees and other stakeholders.
Experiences about all forms of trade and financial tools, insights into the economy and the use of monetary systems played in his mind like he had experienced them himself.
Every obstacle possible seemed to be just that in his eyes.
He could play with Markets and align them perfectly just by looking at some obscure data.
Just thinking about how many things he could do with this knowledge gave him the chills.
Don't be afraid of talented and hardworking people, be afraid of people who cheat.
Just this God of Trade could make him a force to be reconned with in a very short period of time.
Even brainless novels dare not play like this.
What made him even more afraid was the technique 'Absolute Buying'.
This is a very cheating cheat in itself.
As long as he wants to buy something, all he has to do is offer 10% higher than the market price and the other party must sell.
What kind of concept is that? You must sell even if heaven and earth are against it.
Sun Zan could think of a thousand things that he could buy that were previously impossible to buy.
What is even more absurd is that he could also force others to buy from him as long as the price is 10% below the market price.
Hehe, what is the market price for something not available in the market? Isn't it his arbitrary psychological price?
Sun Zan said that things were getting more interesting.