Tokyo: Simulation Begins with the Big Sister Next Door

Even if you take out a loan to eat, and even after you're buried, you still have to pour your heart and soul into repaying the loan...

It's too ridiculous.

No, let's keep reading and see how outrageous he gets.

After a period of time, you made a fortune.

However, because you made money so quickly, some people became jealous of you and collected evidence against you, which they then handed over to reporters.

As expected, you were expelled from school after it was exposed that you were using inferior ingredients, specifically rat meat instead of chicken, duck, beef, or mutton.

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The school also underwent its most serious overhaul in history.

Countless emaciated students were finally able to return home and, with tears in their eyes, eat the delicious meals prepared by their parents.

Because your heinous acts are so shocking, people in society have fiercely criticized you and jointly reported you, hoping that you will be sentenced to a heavy prison term.

You are extremely dissatisfied and have filed an appeal because you feel that you are a food merchant, so why are you in prison on charges of financial fraud and loan sharking? You are the one who has enabled those who couldn't afford to eat to have food.

Your appeal was ruled invalid, and you are now in prison.

[A year and a half later, due to good behavior and having spent enough money, you were released early with a reduced sentence.]

After a long period of reflection, you deeply realized that you had made a big mistake, and you vowed to mend your ways.

After reflecting for a few days, you realize that the food industry is really unprofitable and very dangerous, and you think that finance is the most profitable sector.

So, you decided to change careers.

You used your pre-existing overseas assets to buy out a consulting firm, which then advertised itself as a solution to all problems.

Soon, your first customer arrived at your company—it was none other than Tamamo Yuki, who had been expelled from school years ago.

Memory presentation.

Tamamo Yuki has been working in society for a long time now. Her face, which used to be pale, has become sallow, and she is as thin as a stick.

"Tamamo-san, what happened to you?"

An Zeliang looked surprised.

Tamamo Yuki lowered her head, looking at her hands, which had lost several nails due to malnutrition, and said in a low voice.

"After I was expelled from school, I could only find odd jobs... but it was very difficult to find work."

"I came here today to ask for advice on how to find a job, but..."

Tamamo Yuki hesitated for a moment, glancing at Yasuzawa Ryo with a clear sense of unease in her eyes.

"No buts! I received a year and a half of education in prison, and I've long since turned over a new leaf and become a new person! Tamamo, leave your job search to me!"

You retained Tamamo Yuki and hired her as an employee of your company.

You even used Tamamo Yuki as a success story in your company's promotion, and soon more and more people came to your company to inquire.

The more people consult you, the more employees you have, and the bigger and stronger your company becomes.

[Among them, many people didn't want to stay and work for the company, so you sincerely offered them advice.]

For example, your former classmate Saya Mina's mother is now critically ill, and she came to the company to ask how she can make a lot of money.

You feel deep sympathy, so you use all your strength to break Saya Mina's legs, making her extort a large sum of money from the street. Then you split the profits 20/80, with you taking 80%.

Six months later, you look at the company's steadily increasing revenue, but you're still not entirely satisfied.

[But you've always earned money through your own abilities. When the company's revenue is poor, you don't blame your employees. Instead, you feel that you haven't worked hard enough and haven't brought out their full potential to achieve the company's maximum revenue.]

So you decide to take all your company employees on a trip abroad.

You sent all your employees to a job fair.

After your consultation

The employees quickly settled down in the beautiful and kind-hearted Myanmar town...

After a period of time, you became a consulting guru in Japan.

Although you've lost your conscience, you've made even more money.

"It really is a newborn..." An Zeliang rubbed his sore temples and sighed.

This simulated personality has a lot of crazy ideas, but never uses them for good; all they think about is how to make quick money.

Despite having programming skills, he never even considered making money from programming.

He even possesses superhuman strength, enough to make a fortune even just by carrying bricks.

But given his shrewd and unscrupulous nature, he certainly wouldn't make money this way.

Hard-earned money may be clean, but it's too little.

However, if An Zeliang had a choice, he would definitely not follow the example of "no businessman is honest". He would rather develop his business slowly than break the law.

Slow down.

The simulation continues.

[Some time later, while you are eating lunch, you suddenly feel unwell, then foam at the mouth, convulse, and collapse to the ground.]

After being taken to the hospital and undergoing examinations, it was discovered that you were beyond saving.

[It turns out it was because you were greedy for cheap prices and chose the cheapest cafeteria. The cafeteria owner had been using Fukushima rat meat as a substitute, and your taste buds had been irradiated with the taste of Fukushima rat meat during the time you were running the school cafeteria, so you couldn't taste the difference at all. You even said it was delicious and ate two extra bowls of meat every day.]

At the hospital, you were pronounced dead at the scene despite attempts to resuscitate you.

[This simulation ends]

"...?"

An Zeliang didn't know where to begin his critique of the ending.

There are so many flaws.

However, does this tell us that unscrupulous merchants will eventually die at the hands of other unscrupulous merchants?

Feeling sentimental.

The simulated settlement has also been released.

Chapter 137, Section 135: Attention, Madam! Information about a female celebrity!

[This simulation has ended. Your simulation reward has been collected.]

[Management Experience (Advanced)]

[Overall evaluation for this simulation: D-]

[Achievement: The master of the cafeteria, the nightmare of the Fukushima rats]

[Comment: You understand perfectly well that the essence of making money is abandoning your conscience. As long as your bottom line is low enough, you can make a fortune. If you were placed in medieval Europe, perhaps you could survive.]

[Reward: 120 points]

As the rewards were distributed, various management experiences were instilled into An Zeliang's mind.

So-called management experience is about maximizing the benefits of all resources, then establishing a hierarchical management system to exploit each level and maintain a high position.

This applies not only to companies, but to all industries... It's no exaggeration to say that even ancient emperors could use it. Any industry that involves managing people will utilize management experience.

"Isn't this just the capitalist's tactic?" An Zeliang murmured.

After thinking about it, this experience was indeed useful, since An Zeliang had always been preparing to start his own business. And for a startup, management experience is naturally very important.

It's not about exploiting employees, but you definitely need to have the methods to manage them. Although An Zeliang felt that with his social experience, he was certainly capable of managing employees, having existing management experience was always a better thing.

Of course, he wouldn't exploit people like all merchants are cunning; he would simply manage them appropriately to ensure he didn't lose money.

After thinking for a while, An Zeliang turned over and prepared to go to sleep, but then he felt a little hungry.

I had dinner at Yuzao's house tonight. Although the congee and side dishes were good for the stomach, they weren't filling, so it's normal to be hungry now.

Going to sleep hungry is unpleasant, so An Zeliang decisively got up and went to the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator, took out the vegetables and meat he had bought earlier, and prepared to cook something.

With his intermediate-level reconnaissance skills, he was quite certain that the things he bought were fresh, but recalling what the Fukushima rat meat looked like in the simulation... Anze Liang silently put the meat back, not because he was worried about the quality of the meat he bought, but because he suddenly felt a little unappetized.

After all, the memories in the simulation were just too real.

Big pots and big pots of rats—just thinking about it makes me nauseous.

He shook his head, dispelling the memory, and began to cook.

Start a fire and boil water.

An Zeliang made himself a bowl of vegetable noodles. After eating it to fill his stomach, he rinsed the dishes and was about to go back to sleep when his eyes habitually swept over the kitchen window.

"Ok?"

Not only were the lights on at the lady's house, but several black cars with obscured license plates were parked in front of the door. Occasionally, a call would come from inside, and someone would bend down, get out of the car, and enter the house with a respectful expression.

"That bespectacled guy with the parted hair seems to be an important member of the gang... I remember he and his 200-pound wife had some really exciting fun, and once he almost lost his fertility from being whipped by a small leather whip... And that fat guy is also one of the gang's key members, but he's gay and he's keeping three young men as mistresses... These key members of the gang appearing here late at night must be something special."

Observed

An Zeliang roughly guessed what was going on at his wife's house, estimating that his wife was spying on the second-in-command's arrangements.

These matters were none of his concern, and he didn't want to get involved, so he simply ignored them.

After closing the window, An Zeliang turned around and went back to his bedroom to sleep.

After so many simulations, he had great faith in his wife's ability to handle these matters.

Even if the second-in-command has some power, he wouldn't dare to confront his wife directly. Moreover, now that his wife has leverage over him, he has even less reason to start a conflict.

We live in a society governed by the rule of law now, unlike before when you could just kill someone if you were unhappy with them.

Therefore, An Zeliang was not worried that his wife would get into trouble.

Of course, the lady's bodyguards are also very capable. Their strength is no less than that of ordinary soldiers, so even if they encounter any danger, the lady will be very safe.

And so, An Zeliang drifted off to a baby-like sleep without any pressure.

Meanwhile, the light in the neighbor's house was still on.

Inside the living room, the lady wore a simple white gauze dress. Her dignified and beautiful face carried a hint of mature languor, and her black hair was casually tied up with a wooden comb.