Money Can Buy Everything

011: Level Up to LV3

Time passed day by day, and Momo temporarily settled in the Masayoshi household.

When Momo entered this world, it was August 31, 2022. The opening of SAO, Sword Art Online, was scheduled for September 6, 2022, at 1:00 PM on Friday. And now, the date has already reached September 4.

During these few days, Momo was far from idle. He created a legend within the Masayoshi household.

In just three days, the three wealthiest individuals from the United States, United Kingdom, and France, gathered at the Masayoshi residence. Everyone knew that when the world's four richest people came together, their decisions would have a tremendous impact on the world.

Even the Prime Minister of Japan personally called to console Mifune, hoping to obtain relevant information from him. However, Mifune could only evade the inquiries.

The reason was simple: he couldn't disclose the content of the meeting between the four individuals because, in reality, these three people had come to meet Momo and purchase life force from him. The moment the transaction was completed, they became the most capable secret-keepers in the world. Unless someone could surpass the power of Alaya, their secrets would remain safe.

On September 2, 3, and 4, Momo still had two opportunities for transactions each day. The first transaction involved carefully selected scum by Mifune, resulting in a total gain of 145 years of life force, costing 14.5 billion US dollars.

The second transaction each day was conducted with the world's top three billionaires. The three of them purchased a total of 65 years of life force, at a price of one billion US dollars per year, amounting to 650 billion US dollars.

In just three days, Momo's wealth surpassed 50 billion US dollars, propelling him into the top ten richest people in the world. However, only a few people knew about Momo's wealth, and they were the ones who had traded with him.

Momo's life force had now reached 165 years. It's worth noting that Momo's body was still at the age of fifteen or sixteen, even though his life force had increased. It would no longer decrease regardless of the amount stored.

Although the servants of the Masayoshi household didn't know the true identity of Mr. Momo, based on the people they had seen him interact with in the past few days, they understood that Momo wasn't the illegitimate child of their master. Instead, he seemed like the master whom their master pledged allegiance to.

Could anyone believe that the richest man in Japan, Mifune, would pledge loyalty to a teenager? Well, at least the servants seemed to believe it.

Reality was truly extraordinary.

"Well then, Mr. Momo, Mr. Jobs and I will take our leave. Mr. Jobs, that's enough. It's sufficient."

A rejuvenated Abraham Jobs, who looked twenty years younger than he originally was, knelt on the ground and kissed Momo's feet. His originally pale hair had turned jet black, and he had completely regained the aura of middle age.

"...Momo...sir, I will raise funds and trade with you again... Farewell!"

With hesitant Japanese, Abraham Jobs respectfully bid farewell to Momo, likely regarding him as an angel who had descended to the mortal realm.

"Mifune, select another sacrifice for the next transaction, but after that, do not arrange any more people for trading. I need to attend to some personal matters. Of course, as a gesture of gratitude, I will give you ten years worth of life force."

"Thank you, Mr. Momo. We will take our leave now and visit again later!"

Mifune struggled to push the enthusiastic French billionaire, Jobs, and finally left Momo's room. Reimu couldn't help but speak up, "There are only three days left until the game starts. Have you finally remembered to prepare?"

"We have been preparing all along, haven't we? As I said, in modern society, the US dollar is a powerful force, and now that we have this power, we can act as we please."

"Hmph, I'd like to see how you prepare. Alright, we've completed two transactions today, and I've accumulated enough experience points for Level 2. Hurry up and draw... Ah, are you going to make deals with the gods again?"

"Of course!"

"Oh, mighty deity! Let's make a deal. Ninety years of life force in exchange for the opportunity to choose a Level 3 skill. How about that?"

"Accepted."

As always, everything went smoothly. Reimu stared in amazement at everything, sighing, "A perfectly good person and their skills turned into a pay-to-win skillset. The face of a rich person is truly despicable!"

"Well then, Reimu, our contract is still valid! A kiss, I'll exchange it for a hundred years of life, and your love, I'll exchange it for infinite life. How about that?"

"Hmph!" Reimu had developed a resistance to Momo's verbal harassment over the past few days and, although her face turned crimson, she stood tall and said, "I won't be tempted by you. I, Reimu, have principles."

"Understood, principles worth 100,000 Yen... Ouch!"

Without hesitation, Reimu picked up a flower vase and smashed it on Momo's head, causing him to bleed. Ever since Momo told her the story of the 100,000 Yen "unprincipled red-white shrine maiden," she had become a hotheaded red-white witch, ready to make Momo pay with blood whenever she heard the words "100,000 Yen."

"Alright, Reimu, stop making a fuss. You're already grown up, yet you still throw tantrums like a child?"