chapter 140 information about rainbow solutions

Frost Eye leaned against a wooden post, watching Brainless Girl with that ever-present smirk of his. His golden eyes gleamed with interest as he casually flipped a gold coin between his fingers.

"So… tell me," he drawled, "who are the biggest fools in Rainbow Solutions?"

Brainless Girl exhaled, already knowing where this was going. Frost Eye wasn't just asking out of curiosity—he was gathering information, weighing potential weaknesses.

She tapped her fingers against her arm. "All seven elders are short-sighted in their own way, but if you're looking for the biggest fools?" Her lips curled slightly. "There are three."

Frost Eye grinned. "Do tell.

Elder Mirsha – The Short-Sighted Treasurer

Brainless Girl leaned against the wooden railing of a dimly lit inn, arms crossed, as she stared into the flickering candlelight. Five days. That was how long Mortal Online had been running, and already, Rainbow Solutions was showing cracks.

Frost Eye, leaning casually against the wall beside her, smirked. "So, tell me about the fools running that circus."

Brainless Girl let out a soft chuckle. "You'll love this one. Mirsha—she's the guild's treasurer. But calling her short-sighted would be an understatement. She only cares about immediate profits. If something doesn't generate gold right now, she tosses it aside as useless."

Frost Eye raised an eyebrow. "Five days in, and she's already making dumb financial decisions?"

Brainless Girl smirked. "Oh, it started on day one."

The moment Mortal Online launched, the world was chaos. Thousands of players flooded into the starting towns, scrambling to complete quests, level up, and secure any advantage they could. The smart guilds—those with experience from closed beta—had a plan from the start. They knew exactly what assets to grab, what markets to manipulate, and how to ensure their long-term success.

But Mirsha, the treasurer of Rainbow Solutions, had a different approach.

The Short-Sighted Investment

Brainless Girl sat in the crowded guild hall, watching as Mirsha stood at the front, addressing a group of core members. The treasurer's voice was confident, full of authority.

"Listen up! The first few days of the game are the most chaotic. That means one thing—prices will be unstable, and players will need weapons and armor. We'll invest everything into buying and reselling low-level equipment. Easy profit, fast turnaround."

Brainless Girl raised an eyebrow. Even then, she had a bad feeling about it. "Are you sure? The market is unpredictable right now."

Mirsha scoffed. "It's basic economics. New players need gear. If we buy up the supply first, we control the prices."

At first, it sounded logical. Rainbow Solutions poured millions of credits into hoarding starter weapons, beginner armor, and crafting materials. The idea was simple—once players leveled up and realized they needed better equipment, the guild would sell everything at a markup and make an easy fortune.

The Market Crash

For a few hours, everything seemed to be going according to plan. New players were desperate for gear, and the guild managed to sell some of their stock for a decent profit.

But by the end of the first day, the entire plan collapsed.

The problem? They weren't the only ones hoarding gear.

Dozens of other guilds had the exact same idea, flooding the market with identical weapons and armor. Worse, players quickly realized they didn't need to buy gear at all—basic enemies were dropping weapons left and right. Within hours, the auction house was overflowing with cheap loot, and prices plummeted.

A sword that Rainbow Solutions had bought for 30 gold in the morning was now worth 5 gold in the evening.

The guild started panicking. Mirsha tried to recover, ordering the immediate sale of their inventory before prices dropped further. But it was too late—buyers were holding off, waiting for prices to fall even more. By the end of the night, the guild was forced to sell everything at a massive loss just to recoup a fraction of their investment.

The Aftermath

Brainless Girl stood off to the side, watching as Mirsha slammed her fist on the table in frustration.

"This shouldn't have happened! Those idiots undercut the market!" she hissed.

Brainless Girl smirked. "Or maybe you underestimated how fast prices would drop?"

Mirsha shot her a glare. "Shut up. This was just bad luck. Next time, we'll be smarter."

But Brainless Girl already knew—this wasn't about luck. Mirsha's thinking was too short-term. She didn't understand how Mortal Online worked, and that meant she was going to keep making the same mistakes.

Frost Eye, hidden in the shadows, would have loved to see this.

Frost Eye leaned against a broken stone pillar, arms crossed, his ever-present smirk tugging at his lips. But beneath that cocky exterior, his mind was racing.

He had been in Mortal Online long enough to witness plenty of stupidity. He had seen guilds collapse under poor leadership, alliances crumble due to greed, and entire war campaigns fail because of one arrogant commander.

But this?

This was something else entirely.

He stared at Brainless Girl, his golden eyes narrowing slightly. "Say that again."

She met his gaze without hesitation. "Rainbow Solutions kicked me out because I couldn't dodge a fireball."

Silence.

Frost Eye didn't respond right away. His mind refused to process the sheer idiocy of what he'd just heard. He blinked once. Then twice.

"How the fuck is the treasurer of Rainbow Solutions a short-sighted fool who voted to kick out a super manipulator just because she couldn't dodge a fireball?"

His voice was flat, but there was an undercurrent of disbelief.

Brainless Girl remained composed, her expression neutral. She tilted her head slightly, as if he was the one who didn't understand.

"You're worthless."

Frost Eye's eyebrows rose. "Oh?"

Her tone was even, detached. "That's what they told me. That's why they threw me out."

Frost Eye let out a sharp exhale, running a hand through his silver hair.

"So let me get this straight." His smirk widened, but there was something sharper behind it now. "Their treasurer—some self-important moron, I assume—decided, 'Oh no, she's bad at dodging, better throw away our best manipulator'? That's what happened?"

Brainless Girl gave a small nod. "Pretty much."

Frost Eye let out a low whistle. He had to give them credit. It took a special kind of stupidity to discard someone like her over something that trivial.

"Damn," he muttered. "And here I thought I was reckless."

He could almost feel the sheer incompetence radiating from Rainbow Solutions.

These idiots had thrown away a player who could twist negotiations so well that people walked away thinking they had won, only to realize later that they had been completely gutted.

All because she couldn't dodge one fucking fireball?

Frost Eye almost wanted to thank Rainbow Solutions personally.

They had just gifted him the most dangerous weapon in Mortal Online—and they didn't even realize it.