“Karl Marx once said that if there is a profit of 20%, capital will begin to move; if there is a profit of 50%, capital will dare to take risks; if there is a profit of 100%, capital will dare to risk the gallows; and if there is a profit of 300%, capital will dare to trample upon every law on Earth.”
“You sell drugs.
How much profit do you make?
Is it more than 300%?”
With a magnetic voice and a gentle smile, Amakusa asked the two Black police officers tied up on the floor, causing the two young men to wear bewildered expressions.
Firearms were indeed frightening, but to a Heroic Spirit, firearms were nothing at all.
After the two young men broke into the church, Mash immediately picked up her shield from the floor and swung it straight at them.
The two young men were knocked unconscious by the shield, and when they woke up, they were already tied up tightly.
Being a police officer was a high-risk profession in America.
Because of America’s social environment, there were many police officers involved in the criminal underworld, such as these two Black youths who dealt drugs.
That was why, among the weekly missions refreshed by Mash, there was a mission to guide police officers toward the path of light.
“I’m certain that when the two of you sell drugs, your profits aren’t merely less than 300%; they probably don’t even reach 100%.
Am I right?
Perhaps the amount of money you make from each drug sale is very large, making the profit seem relatively high.
But have you ever thought about the fact that your business isn’t actually the most profitable one?
There are businesses that can make much more money.”
Amakusa crossed his hands in front of his stomach, his face filled with a gentle smile that made him look every bit like a priest.
However, the two Black youths had absolutely no idea what Amakusa was getting at by saying all this.
“Have you ever heard of Amway?”
The two men were momentarily dumbfounded before shaking their heads.
“Then, do you know about health supplements?”
“In America, there are many families that take daily supplements.
Especially in a place like New York, you could say that practically every middle-class family takes daily supplements.
Every morning, they swallow all kinds of chewable tablets.
Annual sales of daily supplements across America reach more than 30 billion dollars, with an 80% coverage rate.”
“Yet the cost of producing these daily supplements is only 10–15% of their market price.
Do you know what that means?
It means that after deducting the various intermediary costs, the profit reaches 400%.”
“Most importantly, selling goods like these is legal, whereas the drugs you sell are illegal.”
“I know your salaries are low and your income isn’t enough to support your families.
But dealing drugs won’t necessarily allow you to reach the income you want, because the risks are too high, while the returns aren’t even the highest.
Understand?”
The two Black youths were completely bewildered.
They stared at Amakusa before them with utterly confused expressions.
What was wrong with this priest?
At first, they had thought the priest would call the police, but instead, he was talking about selling medicine and even discussing profit margins.
What the hell was all this?
“It seems you don’t understand what I’m saying?”
Amakusa shook his head helplessly, but he did not give up.
His face was still filled with a gentle smile as he decided to explain it in a more straightforward way.
“Can you tell me how much money the goods you bought today cost?”
“Fifty thousand dollars.”
The two Black youths answered very honestly.
“And how much are you going to sell them for?”
“More than one hundred thousand.”
“If you used that money to buy daily supplements instead, then sold those supplements at a slight discount below market price, you could sell them for at least two hundred thousand dollars.
If I put it that way, you understand, right?”
“Understand, understand!”
They had not understood anything he said before, but the moment money came into the conversation, they immediately understood and nodded repeatedly.
“Most importantly, it’s legal!
You only need to become agents for those pharmaceutical manufacturers, and the entire business is completely legal.
That’s a profit of 300%.”
“So, with this option, would you still sell drugs?”
This time, they immediately shook their heads.
“And even more importantly, you don’t have to worry about not being able to find customers.”
“You only need to work hard at the beginning.
After that, you’ll have regular orders every month.”
“And those orders will only keep increasing.
Just imagine it.
At first, you might be able to turn fifty thousand dollars into two hundred thousand dollars in a month, but gradually, it could become turning fifty thousand dollars into two hundred thousand dollars in a week!
In a single month, the one hundred thousand dollars you used to make would become eight hundred thousand dollars!”
There was no need to say anything else.
Amakusa simply used dollars and numbers to leave them utterly stunned.
The two Black youths no longer had any other thoughts in their heads.
All they could think about was money.
Every time Amakusa said a sentence, they nodded once, looking as though they had been completely hypnotized.
“So, stop selling drugs and start selling medicine instead.
Wouldn’t you make more money that way?”
Nod, nod.
“Since the two of you agree, then there’s no problem anymore.”
Amakusa nodded toward Mash, who had been holding her shield the entire time.
Mash stepped forward and untied the ropes binding the two Black youths.
The minds of the two young men were completely filled with dollars, particularly the thought of eight hundred thousand dollars a month.
Although something like that could only be achieved through large-scale sales, that did not stop Amakusa from fooling them with this approach.
After all, it sounded incredibly convincing, didn’t it?
Stan Lee himself had already gone home some time ago.
After escorting the two Black youths out the door, Mash closed the church’s large door.
Standing outside the church, the two Black youths looked at each other.
“Hey, bro, do you think what that priest said is actually true?”
“No idea.”
“Then why were you nodding earlier?”
“I nodded because I saw you nodding.
Why were you nodding?”
“I nodded because I saw the girl next to him holding that terrifying thing.
I was afraid that if I didn’t nod, she’d beat me to death.”
“…..”
“How about…
we try it first?”
“Try it first?”
The two Black youths looked at the drugs in their hands, then thought about the pharmaceutical business Amakusa had just described.
They could not resist the urge to give it a try.
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“Looks like the mission is complete.”
Inside the church, Amakusa looked at the screen before him.
It was already displaying one completed weekly mission, specifically the police mission.
At first, when he captured the two police officers who were dealing drugs, he was still wondering what he should do.
Then he remembered a certain phrase: Have you ever heard of Amway?
That led him to think of selling medicine or health supplement products.
Initially, he had only intended to give it a try, but he had never expected the effect to be this good.
“Congratulations on completing the mission, Senpai!
And this mission also triggered a new one!”
As Amakusa’s assistant, Mash also knew that the mission had been completed.
While congratulating him, she also told him about the newly triggered mission.
“A new mission?
Is there another mission besides the weekly missions?”
“Not a weekly mission, but an event mission!
The FGO system and the FGO game aren’t exactly the same, after all.”
A light screen appeared beside Mash.
She raised her hand and moved the light screen in front of Amakusa.
“Because Senpai chose Amakusa Shirou as your Favorite, you yourself obtained the Spirit Origin of Amakusa Shirou Tokisada.
And because of Amakusa, the system gave Senpai the identity of a priest and provided you with this church.
And because of what happened with the mission just now, this new mission was triggered as well.”
Amakusa stared at the light screen.
Displayed prominently across the screen was a single line of large text: The Knight Who Helps the Weak, Lancelot of the Knights of the Round Table Has Arrived.