By the time the sun dipped below the horizon, Parker had made his choice. Real estate wasn't flashy, but it was practical. It didn't tie him down, it didn't require constant innovation, and it played to his strengths.
He closed his laptop and leaned back, staring at the ceiling. "Alright, Parker," he said aloud. "It's time to buy some buildings and start printing money."
[Ding! Option Selected: Real Estate.
Objective: Build a $100 Billion Real Estate Portfolio.
Reward: Throne of Dominion, ??,??!]
Parker read the system notification, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied smirk. "A hundred billion, huh? No biggie." He shrugged, cracking his knuckles. Then, his eyes narrowed. "But... wise man says fools rush in."
He stretched, thinking it over. "Build that shit in a month, and I'll probably have the Feds knocking on my door. Nah, we're playing it subtle. Subtle but not slow."