Re-Birth of a Genius. Creator/Destroyer

After Sam was done with the demonstration, Grivon started asking other questions, the questions related to the financial side of things.

But when he heard the price of making this, he was stunned. He didn't expect that it would this easy to manufacture and this cheap.

"Why did no one thought of this before?"

Sam didn't have the answer to this question. In fact, he himself had this question hundreds of times, every time he made something new from the simplest of the techniques, he asked this question to himself, but there was no one who can give him that answer.

"So, what should I do now? How should I proceed with this?"

"Find an organization within that realm that has a good reputation and grip over a different market, of course, it would be better if it was in the weapons market and buy a portion of that organization. A large portion would be better.

If it is not possible, then make a partnership with them, but only for these artifacts, after they became popular enough, we will introduce the new products and by then they would ask you to be their partner and your value only increases by then."

"Do you want me to release this product from under the banner of others? Why shouldn't I just open my own organization?"

"I already told you, there are many ways to wreck a business and if you don't reveal your identity as the young master of the Gaja clan which you really didn't want to release, to begin with, they would devour you in whole within a week.

There are many means and methods, I don't have time to explain to you that. I don't even know how you can be so smart and stupid at the same time.

Why are you so dumb when it comes to the business?"

"I am not really interested in the process I guess. I am more of a military guy. Even now, all I could think of is how to utilize these artifacts to benefit my forces. I was never much of a business guy."

"At least, you are self-aware enough to admit that you don't understand this. The business is just like war. Good products are Strong soldiers, bad products are weak soldiers. The people who run the business are the commanders. If the commander is good enough, they can use the weak soldiers to defeat an army of strong soldiers, but if he is bad, even if he had strong soldiers, he wouldn't be able to defeat an army of weak soldiers.

Currently, these are strong soldiers, but they are your secret forces. You cannot go there directly and establish your strength, if you do that, your identity as the general would be revealed. You want to remain secret, so you need to appoint a commander there.

If you have a really strong commander, but none of the other parties know his strength, they would attack him, but he would be able to withstand it, but if the commander is directly related to you, they would have a chance to relate to him to you.

But if you hire a strong local force to act as a cover while your secret soldiers act as their force to attack your enemy, your cover wouldn't be blown as a general, no one would connect the excessive strength and relate it to you. They would relate it to the local force.

Your cover would be saved and you would gain the victory."

Grivon looked stunned and there is a look of enlightenment on his face.

"I never looked at it this way. I just felt burdened by all of the financials, the research burden, and all the other things that need to be handled, I couldn't even find a proper analogy to understand this.

But now, I do. This is actually quite a simple logic."

Sam just shrugged and said.

"It is better that you understand, so from now on if it is business-related, try to think this way and don't continuously ask me why I told you to do some certain things. Figure it out yourselves."

With that, he handed over the blueprints for the artifacts to him and he went back to his simulator research.

He has way too much to do. He just barely managed to scratch a surface.

Grivon immediately went back to the clan and contacted his secret business associate. His loyal subordinate handles all the secret businesses he is maintaining without the knowledge of his clan or his peers.

He told what Sam told him and the associate understood it immediately. He didn't need any analogies to business and war, like Grivon.

Grivon decided that he should make him meet Sam directly so that he would be less burdened by these details.

Along with that, he also contacted other subordinates who tried to find a place to establish the factory for the manufacturing of the artifacts. His associate decided that it is better to not place the factory in the same realm because there is a chance that his sister and the very organization they made a partnership with might target the factory.

So, they decided to go for one of the places where they have maximum influence in and decided to establish the factory there.

After finishing the initial arrangements, he came back to Sam.

"So, what is your price for this?"

Sam thought for a moment and asked.

"What would be the value of trumping all your peers and your senior successor candidates in businesses and profits?"

"That would make confirm my ascension to the successor seat fifty percent more plausible. The clan only sees, the benefits the successor brought to the clan financially and tactical. So, you can guess how important that is if I managed to increase my share of revenue to the clan while decreasing the revenue of my brothers."

"I will make you achieve that. I will triple your revenue while I reduce the rest of your peers' revenue by half, would you be able to get me the heirloom of Divine Palace of Healing?"

Grivon was stupefied.

"Divine Palace of healing? Do you mean Vardar's place? What do you need his heirloom for?"

"I have my reasons. I heard Vardar will sell his soul if he can obtain something of great value for it. I want his heirloom, The Blessed Umbrella. Will you be able to get it?"

"I guess I can try to buy it from him. But I need to check it first."

"Try it. If it is possible. I will give you a new lease on the business side of things. Your peers or seniors wouldn't be able to compete with you. I will give you the ideas and designs and I want some of the revenue from it. Are you down for that deal?"

"Let me see how it goes with the Divine Palace of healing first. If I can I would agree to it. I have no problem with that and as for the revenue, you don't have to worry about it. The researchers here have a rule, if I managed to obtain any revenue from any design or product they created, they would be entitled to twenty-five percent of the profits I made.

You are no exception."

It was Sam's turn to be surprised.

"You are really way too generous for someone from a clan like this."

Sam muttered, but Grivon just smiled and left the place.

Sam went back to the research.

While Grivon is working on the first deal between Sam and him, Butler Si is feeling a bit conflicted.

He is currently pacing around his yard as he kept on thinking for a solution to the current problem. He believed in the prediction of the elder from the Star eye sect.

There is no way he could be wrong, but if Sam is really in the Gaja clan, he knew how troublesome it would be for Sivan.

He needs to find a way to deal with Sam before something drastic happens and he had a feeling that the more he waited, the more powerful and disastrous the incoming attack would be.

After an hour of this continuous pacing, he finally had a determined expression. He looked through the spatial ring and took out a special token.

It looked like it was made of condensed and solidified blood.

Sam would have easily recognized this. This is a token made of blood iron.

"It seems like, it is time to involve those people."

He sighed and disappeared from the spot.

He traveled for three days and finally reached a small planet without many powerful beings.

The strongest person on this planet is barely Peak stage of Astral Plane Initiation.

At least that is what the rest of the world sees. He went to a corner of the planet deep in the woods where no one ever showed up.

There is an underground construction there which he accessed through a hole in the ground.

There a space gate formation was present and there is a groove on the pillars surrounding the formation.

He placed the token in that groove where it fit perfectly and entered the formation which made him and the token immediately disappear.