He was not just straightening out and reinforcing the memories in his mind, but also preparing for the organization he was planning to establish. For the organization to grow, it undeniably needs a foundation, and these things [referring to the memories] were just that - a foundation that didn't rely on Casio's core secret martial arts.
A part of this [knowledge] could be used as rewards for the organization's members.
Perhaps this was a not so bad idea.
After all, an organization needs a core attraction to gradually grow, and Casio cannot always win people over with force.
They must persuade people with both strength and profit, establishing trust in the process.
On the paper was densely packed characters written in unsteady strokes. In this world, there was no one else but Casio who could decipher what was written. Even in the world before Casio's transmigration, only a few could.
Because, his handwriting was really ugly.
