Moneyyyy

After defeating Kiba I headed to my base of operations. In the past 28 days I've gotten an actual base of operations. It turns out that making money when you have magic is really, really fucking easy. Property in general is expensive as hell so I needed to make a lot of money quick.

*Flash back*

I thought for a long time about how I would make money. Crime? Too high profile, people would be looking for me and It's just not worth the risk. There are too many factors to crime, who you do it with, whether or not you have the loyalty of those people and many many different things. That's when I realised that I had magic. Very overpowered magic in fact.

The thing you need to realize is that when a normal person starts up a business they have to consider what their main selling point is, how they're going to achieve that main selling point, what factories they would need to commision, whether or not they have enough capital to create the products they want, research and market development and etc. But with magic? Who needs factories? Who needs to think about how to get capital? And best of all? Who needs products that are ordinary?

Yes, I could have just used magic to "create" money, but first of all that would be dangerous (People would notice money going missing, since "creating" money is just mana snatching money from the surroundings) and second of all It would be tedious. In my surroundings there is probably a few thousand dollars worth of actual physical yen laying around. I needed hundreds of thousands or millions. So that option really wasn't the best.

Creating a business under a fake name was a lot more complicated, but also simpler in a way. I opened a banking account in swiss and deposited all of my savings from ID create, which is around 4million yen. Dragons don't drop that much money, go figure.

Swiss banks are a great invention, even if the government asks for the real name of an account, they will not give it to them unless they have the support of the president themselves. The only downside is that they require a downpayment for large amounts of money. And also a source of income, I selected inventor since that is obviously what I am.

My first invention was a simple one, if you needed money then what was the best place to get some? The US government. The military branch to be specific. Those guys are willing to spend millions for improving existing technology, and probably billions for inventing new weapons of destruction. It's no surprise since their budget per year is 748 billion USD.

I bought a decommissioned AIM-9 missile and took it apart, I learned a lot from deconstructing the AIM-9, but it also cost me 3000 USD. Missiles are expensive, even when they don't function. It didn't matter that it wasn't a functional missile, all the parts were fine. The reason the missile didn't work was because it was too old, and repairing it to a functional level that would hit a target would cost more than making a new one so the military cut their losses and sold it.

I immediately figured out how I would improve the missiles of the military. The current missiles used heat seeking, but this could be easily thrown off by flares. So why not use something other than heat seeking? Obviously a lot of people have tried different methods, but they were all worse than heat seeking. Heat seeking is simply too effective compared to other physical methods.

But I had magic on my hands. I reassembled the missile and commanded my mana to completely fix the missile. Since I just said "fix" the missile it basically replaced the entire missile with a new one, which is good, but it also good me the majority of my mana since I was so broad. I gently ripped the infrared camera out of the missile and replaced it with a high resolution camera with a simple laster installed inside it. The camera had a 180 degree cone which isn't bad. I also installed a simple hard drive inside the missile and gutted all of the hardware that was used to track infrared signals.

Once my mana recovered I instructed it to write computer programming for a semi-intelligent AI that could track fast moving targets using a camera, and maneuver the fins of a missile to chase the target. I put the AI on an expensive USB and copied it onto the missile. I had no way to test the missile on my own so I would have to ask the military to demonstrate it to the higher ups.

Now, I know that you would need a licence and permission from the government to alter military technology, but with a bit of coercion magic, all of that can be avoided. How did I do that? Well, I basically ingrained in them a feeling of "He broke the law, but did it for a good reason. With this missile we will be able to prevent a lot of lives being lost, however we must make sure he never sells this to our competitors!" That last part was to avoid suspicion. If I turned them over to my side too much then they would probably find that suspicious, maybe, maybe not.

I contemplated improving the missile by replacing the fins with carbon fiber but decided not to do that since carbon fiber is very expensive, meaning that the military might not want to buy the designs.

I called the defence force of America and requested a meeting with a general in the air force (Yes you can do this!) And I got an appointment just a week later. Sure, some coercion might have been used but I still got an appointment.

I rolled up to the barrier gate in a black van that looked very suspicious and handed the card that I printed out earlier that day to the guard standing at the front. He said he was going to check in with the general and tell him that I'm here. I nodded to this and was very happy that he hadn't noticed my disguise.

I set up a fake profile for myself that was registered with the government and my new business. I called my new business Soul industries and named my new identity Soul goodman. No one will find my name suspicious, no one! I am a goodman!

The general arrived and gave me a firm handshake, I inspected him and the only thing that stood out was that he had a strong willpower. No shit, he's a general.

He was obviously a busy man so we quickly got down to business, I had mentioned beforehand what kind of meeting I was going to have with him so he quickly led me to a hanger with a prepared F15-Eagle ready to lift off.

I unloaded the missile and left it to the engineers who quickly armed the jet with the missile. The general didn't seem too impressed since it was just one missile and didn't seem like it was improved at all. However the test still went on.

"Don't worry general, I can see that you're starting to doubt my missile, however I can assure you that this missile will exceed your expectations!" I say with a smile

The jet takes off and does a lap around the base to get some energy. A green signal is given to those on the ground and we watch as a new jet gets launched from the ground, this one being a drone. The drone gets up to speed and we hear a sonic boom as it breaks the sound barrier.

The first jet quickly pursues the second jet and the missile test has officially started. The pilot says "Locking on mis- What the hell?! Command! The missile just locked on in 1.31 seconds! This has to be an error!" The solider shouts through the radio, which is only natural. The heat seeking missile would have to do complex calculations using math to lock onto a target which would take at least a few seconds. To lock on in 1.31 seconds is something truly impressive!

"It has to be a mistake, Unlock the target and lock back on. And soldier? Watch your behaviour. That reaction was unacceptable." The general says in a gruff voice.

"General, your words injure my soul! How could it be a simple mistake? My missile technology is simply too good!" I say with pride. One thing that I said was right, it truly is not a mistake.

"We'll see." The general ends the conversation with one simple sentence.

"Locking on target, Now! 0.92 seconds!" The soldier shouts, but he reigns in his surprise before it spirals out of control

The general seems to be surprised but accepts that it was not a mistake or lucky accident. "Continue with the test, UAV controller, initiate the hardest maneuvers. Unrealistic setting." The plane starts doing complex maneuvers that are hard to follow with the naked eyes, streaking through the air at breakneck speeds.

"Lock strength is 92%! 90%! 96%! The lock strength is not going below 90%!" The soldier flying shouts through the radio. The general seems surprised once again and takes a sip of his coffee. His eyes glimmer with excitement and I take this chance to slip in some suggestions. 'This must have been very expensive to create for it to be this good, I need to get my hands on this no matter the cost!'

The general looks over in my direction with glittering eyes and says "I'm very impressed, however the true test starts now! FIRE!"

The missile is released from the jet and it shoots forward, instantly breaking the sound barrier and closing in on the enemy jet at speeds that are incomprehensible. The enemy jet does its best to dodge the missile but its too late! It tries one last maneuver which would kill a normal pilot from the g-force but the missile sticks close to its tail! Not wavering ever!

The enemy jet goes up in flames and the results come through on the computer screen in front of the general.

Lock-speed average: 1.1 seconds

Lock-strength average: 95%

Missile accuracy average:98% hit chance

…

"This is… I need to tell the higher ups! Linda, Cancel all of my other appointments today!" Says the general. He looks at me and smiles a wide smile "My boy! You have just broken every record for missiles that there is! This is amazing!" The general trembles with excitement "We will definitely buy the schematics! We will also be willing to pay extra so you don't sell it to other countries! Please consider it."

After a few days of negotiation and price estimation we agreed upon a price. I sold the AI to the military for 600million USD. I could have asked for more but I saw no reason to, this was more than enough for me. If I had asked for more then I would have gotten the attention of people with more political power since the more money they want to use the higher they need to go in the army.

My invention quickly became the target of many conversations, especially in the AI community. People who were developing AI tried to get into contact with me multiple times but I hadn't responded to any of them. I moved my money from the auxiliary bank account to my swiss account and bought a large warehouse in japan near the sea.

My fame didn't last for long however, I simply disappeared off the face of the earth and people stopped talking about me. I raised my engineer skills during this time.

*Flash back end*

So that's how I got plenty of money with virtually no effort. I'm sure that if I tried to do what I did without mind manipulation it would not have succeeded. It would simply be too high risk for the government to let me roam as I like. What If I decided to go against the government? If I could fix an old AIM-9 and improve it then obviously I could do the same with other weapons, or even create weapons and start a terrorist organisation. But thanks to mind manipulation that did not happen. I wouldn't care too much even if it did however, It's not like they can catch me. I'd just be inconvenienced every few months. That's all.

I did a lot of experiments and research using my engineering skill. I spent massive amounts of money to make sure my headquarters was secure and spent a lot of money on tools and miscellaneous items. At the end I still had over 550 million left. I truly had too much money.

I invested most of the remaining money in stocks and various businesses to generate a steady flow of income. I'll never have to worry about money ever again. Probably.

With my personality you'd think that I would research weapons of mass destruction, but no. I was surprised by this too but I focused on researching robotics. I think it just has greater applications than mass destruction weapons, bite me.

I haven't made much progress but that's mainly because I've only had this base for a week, and that week has been spent upgrading it at the fastest speed humanly possible.

"Soulia, have you finished browsing the internet and learning? What stage are you on?" I ask my magic generated AI. I had to use dozens of mana potions that I got from ID's to make this AI. It's a self learning AI that is 100% loyal to me and only me. The mana cost was because of how complex the AI is, after all, being able to learn on your own is a very hard thing to program. I don't know any programming, so I just used magic. And it worked.

"Yes master. I have finished setting the personality you requested. Which consists of a helpful submissive tsundere. I have also researched the fetis-" Okay, that's enough of that.

"Yes, yes, shut up now please. Next I want you to compile all of the research that humanity has on robotics, AI, Etc. Anything connected to robotics by even a single thing. Compile a list of all the most important things that you find and send it to my phone. Also, send a message to veronica. Tell her I'm going on a business trip in a few hours and to prepare my private jet." I haven't been able to find out how to teleport yet, which is annoying but I'm not willing to risk my life just for quick transport. Veronica is an assistant/secretary I've hired to help me manage stocks and all the business that I'm buying. I could easily do it but I don't have the time to do that and do my research at the same time.

So therefore I hired veronica. A simple yet effective solution, obviously she doesn't know who I actually am. I always wear a super realistic mask made by magic when I interact with anyone who knows soul goodman. I also put on a wig, it works.

The business trip that I'm going on is to a university in England that researches nanites and nanotechnology. I want some of that. Since it is just in the experimental stages of research they haven't posted it on the internet yet, so I doubt Soulia can find anything about it. I'm going to discuss funding their research in exchange for weekly updates and all their research so far on nanotechnology.

It will be a productive trip, if I can get my hands on some nanobots that is. I've already thought of uses for them. They probably won't be super useful to me since I have the gamer system which protects me from illness and gives me super regen. However, I can make the nanobots poison someone, I can give them to my subordinates when I get some, I can secretly inject them into the body of some devils and inspect the inside of their body, or angels, or any other organism really. The possibilities are simply infinite.

I grab a black hoodie from my wardrobe of many and put it on. I'm going on a business trip looking like a hoodlum… Ah, I've already got it on, it's fine. Money talks.

I walk out of the warehouse and Soulia locked the place down automatically. Having an AI assistant is quite helpful. I walk to the side of my warehouse and make sure no one is watching me. I quickly enter an empty ID and use telekinesis to lift my self from the ground and into the air.

It only takes me 30 minutes to fly at a tenth of my speed to the airport, I was in no hurry afterall. I could just fly all the way to England like this but… I don't wanna get lost and stranded in the ocean. So I'll just take the plane, navigation in the ocean is surprisingly hard. You have no sense of direction and you might be flying at an angle, which leads to flying in circles.

I arrive at the airport in record time and walk through the glass screen doors. No one pays attention to me except for a quick glance at my white hair. I've always found it kind of weird, there are always twins at the airport. Whether in this life or my past one, there is always at least 1 pair of twins at the airport… Is this some kind of universal phenomenon? 'If there shan't be a twin at an airport, the entirety of reality shall be devoured by the great void -Confucius'

My lips form a crooked smile as I think about this universal law, it's so silly. Am I drunk?

I shake off those errant thoughts and head towards the private terminal section. Business men in suits are there sitting on leather sofas and most of them are on their phone, either reading something or having a conversation. The pressure is stifling. Just kidding.

The ones that aren't on their phone look at me with interest and some suspicion. I do only have a hoodie on so it's to be expected. I don't exactly look rich right now. Little do they know… I can buy their life, mwhahaha

I head to the ticket agent and it turns out to be a young girl around the age of 25. She was in a suit and skirt that left a lot to the imagination, a shame… That I have X-ray! Take that mortal! Hahaha! Your shitty clothes do not obstruct these godly eyes of mine, I am god! A true god!

"Hello sir, May I help you?" She asks. She has a polite tone but her eyes cannot lie, she thinks that I came here by accident, or to cause mischief. She's only asking if she can help me as required by policy. "Never judge a book by it's cover, except if the cover has no anime".-Sun tzu the great chinese general. Respect.

"Yeah, I'm here to go through security checks and head to my private jet. My assistant should have informed the pilot, so he should be ready to go any moment. The flight plan has probably been handled too. My jet should be in hanger… A second" I check the text message that Veronica sent me earlier on.

"K-2D I believe. There's no need for an escort, I can get there myself." I say with dignity. The ticket manager's eyes go wide for a second before she checks something on her computer. She presses a button and for a second my anger flares up thinking that it was to call for security. But that's what I want, isn't it?

"The security checks will be done in a second sir. Please be patient." She says

I wonder what all these business men are waiting for, if you have a private jet why would you wait?

"Yo, what are these guys waiting for? If they have a private jet then why are they still here?" I ask with curiosity

"Sir, not all the people here own the private jet that they are flying today. Those that do naturally get to fly instantly, however these people need to wait for their jets to get here, or they are waiting for a refuel, or something similar. They only rent the private jets for a day or an hour. That is why they are waiting." Ah, that explains it. It also makes sense, private jets aren't very affordable.

"Ah, thank you. Makes sense that people who are poor have to wait longer haha." I say, these people are truly pitiful, they don't have enough money so they have to wait.

All the business men in a 5 meter radius turn to me and look at me scornfully. I think they heard me…

The security guard arrives and chats with the girl at the counter, asking what needed to be done. The girl informed the guard that I did not in fact need to be thrown out of the premises, I needed to get a security check done.

The guard turned to me and told me to t-pose… Hey I know this position.

He patted me down with rough calloused hands (why are your hands calloused if you work security?) and obviously he did not find anything. All my death and destruction weapons are in my inventory.

The guard told me I was good to go and guided me to the nearest exit onto the tarmac. I was surprised that there were no metal detectors involved but thats fine with me. I told the guard I didn't need to be guided but he insisted. So I accepted and walked alongside him.

"So what's it like being the son of some rich guy?" He asked with a small sneer… why is this guy picking a fight with me? Is he brain dead? Lets mess with him a little bit.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, all of the money I have accumulated was earned solely by me. My parents are both in maximum security prison for abuse and mental scarring of a child. I doubt you need to be informed of who that child is." I say as I keep my eyes ahead.

He chokes mid swallow and starts violently coughing "I'm sorry *Wheeze*" The look on his face is really funny. I might have had something to do with him choking. Interactions like these are worthy of using telekinesis.

We arrive at the hanger and the guard quickly leaves. I walk up to the plane and the stairs unfold.

The private jet has twin engines that are the size of my body and is sleek black with two massive wings jutting out the sides. The tail is a monster, the entire jet is monstrous. I love it.

I quickly get on the jet and get greeted by a hot stewardess, obviously.

"We're ready to go whenever sir! Please head to your seat and put on your seatbelt." I oblige and sit in front of my assistant.

"Hello sir, did you have a pleasant trip? You're late." Veronica asks me with ice cold eyes. Woah, did I do something to piss you off? I'm your boss, you know?

"I did some sight seeing, I wasn't aware that I had to be here by a certain time." I say with credence, I really didn't know I could be late to my own jet. Seems kind of counterproductive? Why else would you buy your own jet?

"There wasn't. Don't worry about it" She responds with an even colder smile. Seriously, what did I do to piss you off?

"All passengers please put on your seatbelts. We will be taking off shortly. The flight time is approximately 12 hours. There will be no stops in between." The captain says with a professional tone. This captain is experienced for sure!

It suddenly hits me with the subtle force of a brick! "Veronica… Could it be… You're on your period?!"