Samsara Space: They're all begging me to heal them one more time.

Top floor of Arasaka Tower, CEO's office of Heaven's Armed Forces.

Outside the window, the neon lights of the city at night are still dazzling and frenzied.

Inside the well-soundproofed office, a unique "internal training course" was underway.

Zhang Yuan leaned back comfortably in the leather boss's chair, holding an expensive glass of bourbon whiskey in his hand.

On the sofa opposite him, the team's mascot, Tao Tao, was sitting cross-legged, holding a large bag of synthetic potato chips specially supplied by "Whole Foods Factory," chewing with bulging cheeks.

"President brother..."

Tao Tao swallowed the potato chip, tilted her head, and her eyes, which seemed to contain starlight, were filled with great confusion.

As a native mage from a traditional Western fantasy world who had only ever known gold coins and magic crystals, she looked at the mountain of physical crystal chips piled up in the room and the precious metals that A-Qiang had just brought back, and felt that her brain was a little overwhelmed:

"I have a few questions I don't understand. Although Brother Li Mo and Brother A Qiang both say you're very capable, I still feel like something's off."

Zhang Yuan smiled and put down his wine glass, like a patient mentor:

"Ask away. As a member of the team, it's important to understand the company's 'core strategy'."

"Perfect timing, I'll also give you a crash course in Earth's 'finance' while I'm at it."

"First of all," Tao Tao held up a finger covered in potato chip crumbs, "we're reincarnators! Shouldn't our common currency be 'reward points' and 'side quests' within the train space?"

She pointed to the black gold card on the table, whose balance had reached nine figures:

"No matter how much Europa you earn in this world, isn't it just a pile of worthless paper when you bring it back to the All-Heavens Train? The train doesn't even recycle these virtual currencies."

"Then why does the president make Li Mo work day and night making medicine to earn money? With that time, he might as well kill a few more cyber psychopaths to rack up points."

"Waste paper?"

"A very good question."

Zhang Yuan smiled and put down his wine glass, showing no anger at being questioned.

Instead, when he looked at this simple little mage from another world, his eyes held a hint of "mentor's" loving care (the kind of care one would give to someone with intellectual disabilities).

Zhang Yuan stood up and picked up a palm-sized battery from the table, which emitted a faint blue light.

"In your hometown, how would I sell an ordinary stone for the price of gold?"

"Hmm...can I turn it into gold using alchemy?" Tao Tao tentatively replied.

"That's a clumsy method, and it's also wasteful." Zhang Yuan tossed the battery aside. "A smart businessman would take it to a place where there are no stones."

"Tao Tao, this battery is in the 'Future Technology - Energy' category of the train shop's redemption list, and the redemption price is 100 reward points."

"If we want to recharge Ah-Qiang's power armor, we'll have to kill 100 zombies to make it back."

Zhang Yuan abruptly changed the subject, his tone taking on a hint of businessman's cunning:

"But in the world of Cyberpunk 2077, although this thing is high-end, it is still mass-produced industrially. As long as you have money, you can buy it from Comtau, on the black market, or even rummage through the junkyard."

"Li Mo just used the euros we earned to buy up goods on the black market. These batteries are now priced at 5 euros each."

Zhang Yuan walked up to Tao Tao and shook the battery in his hand:

"5 euros is just the income from selling 5 bottles of 'holy water' for us right now."

"This amount of money might just be a string of numbers in the instance, but when we put this battery into our storage space and bring it back to the Train of the Heavens..."

"It then becomes a real 100 bonus points."

Tao Tao dropped the potato chips in her hand to the ground, her little mouth opening into an "O" shape, as if she had opened the door to a new world:

"This...this is just...buying and selling for profit?"

"This is called interdimensional arbitrage."

Zhang Yuan adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting light. "Although the All-Heavens Train doesn't accept Eurocurrency from this world, it does recognize 'high-value materials'."

"Every penny we earn here, once converted into rare materials, top-tier blueprints, or enhanced prosthetics, will yield ten or even a hundred times the profit when we take it back."

"So, we're not making money off waste paper, Peach."

Zhang Yuan pointed to the warehouse full of supply boxes behind him:

"We're getting supplies. Once we get back to the train, the resources converted from these Eurokin will be enough to arm our entire team to the teeth, and we can even open a shop to sell the extra equipment to other penniless Reincarnators."

"This is the power of capital."

Tao Tao nodded, seemingly understanding, picked up the potato chip, took another bite, and then held up her second finger:

"Then... if you want to make money, why not adopt a low-profit, high-volume strategy?"

A hint of reluctance appeared on the little girl's face:

"The president's 'holy water' only costs 5 points to produce, but he sells it for 1 euros and has this membership subscription system."

"I saw on the news that many people are selling their kidneys to buy medicine... Aren't we being too cruel?"

"Since the goal is to save lives, wouldn't distributing it for free make more people grateful to you? In the church in my hometown, the pastor distributes holy water for free."

"Innocent."

Zhang Yuan shook his head, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the frenzied city below:

"Tao Tao, you need to understand human nature..."

"Especially the humanity in this rotten world."

"If I stood on the street handing out free medicine and told them, 'This is a gift from God that can save your lives,' what do you think they would think?"

Peach blinked: "Would...you be very happy? And then praise the Goddess?"

"Wrong. They'll think it's fake medicine, a conspiracy, or even that I'm sick."

Zhang Yuan's voice is cold and realistic:

"In this cyber world, people have long lost faith in 'goodwill.' They only believe in two things: violence and money."

"Free things are cheap and can be thrown away at will. But what if it's a bottle of medicine that cost them half a lifetime's savings, or even selling a kidney, to get..."

Zhang Yuan turned around, spread his arms, and the platinum cloak behind him unfurled like divine wings:

"They would hold it in their hands, treasuring every drop as a precious gem."

"The moment they drink it, they'll frantically tell themselves: 'This stuff is so expensive, it must work!' or 'This is something I earned with my life! I must cherish it!'"

"This is what we call 'sunk cost'."

Zhang Yuan pointed to his heart:

"The greater the price a person pays, the stronger their psychological dependence becomes. In mysticism, this dependence is the purest form of 'faith'."

[System notification: Due to the high pricing strategy, users have developed an extreme psychological dependence on "Holy Spirit Inhibitor," increasing the efficiency of acquiring Divine Authority by 300%.]

Zhang Yuan pointed to the data on the system panel:

"Look, this is the evidence. I'm not cheating them; I'm helping them build faith."

"In this godless world, paying is the most devout prayer, and the bill is their indulgence."

Tao Tao was stunned, and even the potato chips in her hand lost their appeal: "President Brother... you're so dark. Darker than a succubus from the abyss."

"Thank you for the compliment. This is called a 'win-win' situation."