Seeing this, Daniel knew that Kuroda had stopped being downhearted as it was replaced by anger. He let out a smile before leaning forward on the table and spoke.
"I have a proposition for you, Mr. Kuroda… Do you want to help me manage tourism on my island?
Think about it. You'd stay in a place with the most advanced technology in the world and enough resources to turn some backward country into the richest country in the world. From the information I've read, you are a skilled manager when it comes to tourism.
You could bring your family along to live on my island. I'll give you a seaside mansion along with automated servant bots and lucrative incentives for your hard work. You can even try to kill me since you should have plenty of time and resources to build your faction. But be warned, you only have one chance to claim my head," Daniel said with a confident smile, stunning people who are listening to such a conversation.
