"The Witch's Convent" by DaoistaHADNk
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The three witches exchanged glances. Although they had heard some financial terms emerging in human society over the past few years, they did not fully understand them. Thus, what Hawthorne said sounded quite foreign to their ears.
"Doing it this way would indeed make money faster..." Cuivis swallowed hard. "But... doesn't this kind of money come with high interest rates? We..."
Seeing their confused faces, Hawthorne's excitement diminished significantly, and he sighed inwardly. "Investment is not the same as a loan; the former doesn't require interest."
"Uh, never mind, I can't explain it clearly in a few words. In any case, I already have a plan."
With that, he stopped explaining these complex concepts to the three witches and began directly assigning the upcoming tasks: "Heidi, go collect information on the income of mid-level managers at Amazon Fisheries Company. I designed a questionnaire last night; you and Ectar should find those Amazon women and have them fill it out."
"Yuta, you are responsible for procuring some drawing tools. I need you to do the illustrations. Also, find a Draconic textbook; I need to master Draconic quickly in seven days, so the sooner the better!"
"Cuivis, find out what procedures are necessary to establish a real estate company to acquire land in the slum under the company's name. And most importantly, we need to know which officials we should bribe to ensure they overlook us..."
"Everyone, let's get moving! The future of the convent is at stake!"
...
Three days later.
"Excuse me, ma'am, may I take two minutes of your time to help me fill out this questionnaire? Thank you very much!"
In the evening, on the central street of the South Harbor District, Ectar, donned in Nun Garb, wore a bright smile as she stopped a passing Amazon woman and inquired enthusiastically.
The Amazon woman glanced at her and immediately recognized her as a member of the only convent under the Church of the Goddess of Life in the South Harbor District. Seeing her eagerness, this female warrior soon understood that these overly compassionate nuns must have incurred excessive expenses when distributing porridge recently, forcing them to take on some part-time work to make up for the convent's deficit.
What a group of kind yet somewhat foolish women; no wonder their church had fallen into this state.
The Amazon woman sighed inwardly but still held a sense of respect for those who truly practiced their kind-hearted doctrine. After all, if one day she were seriously injured, these nuns might selflessly come to her aid, right?
Therefore, she did not refuse but politely nodded to Ectar, then took the questionnaire and began filling it out seriously:
Are you a mid-level employee at Amazon Fisheries Company? Yes.
Do you think the company's development in Liberl Port has been good in recent years? Yes.
Do you agree that establishing a presence in Liberl Port would help strengthen the company? Yes.
Would settling in Liberl Port facilitate your career development? Yes.
Do you believe that housing prices in other districts are too high compared to the South Harbor District? Yes.
Would you be willing to purchase a commercial property in the core area of South Harbor District? Yes.
The questionnaire was completed.
The Amazon woman looked a bit confused; in fact, she had never considered buying a house in Liberl Port, especially in the South Harbor District, until today. But for some reason, as she filled it out, she felt that in response to the last question, she could not answer anything other than "yes."
"Thank you!" Ectar said with a sweet smile as she expressed her gratitude and then took the questionnaire to find the next person. The surveyed Amazon woman was left somewhat bewildered, ending with a scoff.
Forget it, what does it matter? No matter their tricks, I won't be deceived as long as I don't spend any money!
With this confidence, she turned and went back to her own business.
Similar scenes continued to unfold throughout the South Harbor District. A highly coercive result from the questionnaire was slowly taking shape.
Meanwhile, in the convent's study, Hawthorne was struggling to read aloud from a book titled "Introduction to Draconic," attempting to master Draconic within seven days.
Under normal circumstances, this would be nearly impossible. However, possessing the Eyes of the Rune Keeper along with the study's auxiliary functions, he could easily understand the pronunciation of every phonetic symbol and grasp the meanings and readings of all the words at a glance. Thus, his learning efficiency was astounding; in less than a week, he had gotten the hang of common phrases in Draconic!
His motivation for doing this was also quite strong.
In Liberl Port, or rather across the entire world, the two banks with the most abundant capital were both related to dragons—one was owned by the Gold Dragon, and the other was by the Blue Dragon.
Hawthorne intended to go to the bank run by the Princes of the Blue Dragon, who always ended up eating camels, playing in the sand, and shooting lightning, but had become incredibly wealthy due to the widespread use of electric energy.
Naturally, the staff at the service counters in their bank were also their dragon kin or half-dragons.
Although these tellers were required to be proficient in the common language to do business in Liberl Port, if you communicated with them in Draconic, you would significantly increase your favor with them.
Because by doing so, they would regard you as "one of their own."
Hawthorne was diligently studying Draconic, while behind him, at a small table, Yuta was isolated from the world, her pen flying across the paper. Next to her lay a stack of over a hundred completed questionnaires as she carefully compiled the statistics.
This was a highly coercive questionnaire that Hawthorne had designed specifically for the upcoming investment campaign, aiming to convince investors that the project had great potential!
Each question was meticulously crafted. In fact, if he wanted to reach a completely opposite conclusion, he could create an alternate questionnaire, such as: Do you follow the traditions of the Amazons?
Do you believe the ocean is the true domain of the Amazon Female Warriors?
Has the decadence of Liberl Port eroded the courage of the Warriors?
Do the islands of your homeland hold an irreplaceable noble position in your heart?
Do you oppose settling in Liberl Port?
In essence, as long as there is sufficient coercion, the questionnaire can yield any conclusion the investigator desires.
However, this world was not in an era of information explosion, so often, these tricks would not be known to those who were not seasoned professionals.
Hawthorne planned to use this set of highly questionable survey results to pull in a large investment from the Blue Dragon's bank!
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