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Meanwhile.
In the four directions leading to the four seas, several merchant ships were quietly setting sail.
They moved swiftly, without drawing any attention.
These ships belonged to the Revolutionary Army, specifically used to transport smartphones. Each ship had its own captain leading the crew.
"Captain Lindbergh, our follower count just passed a thousand!" someone in the back shouted excitedly while checking their phone, clearly surprised by how quickly their numbers were climbing.
"We really have that bastard Wapol to thank for this. Riding the wave of traffic off his drama gave us a massive boost," Lindbergh said, pushing up his glasses with a smirk in his tone.
"Exactly! But seriously, that guy deserves a beating. He actually tried to drive out doctors who save lives from his country," one crew member said angrily.
"He's definitely got a screw loose, but ever since we taught him a lesson, he's been way more well-behaved."
"Captain, the comments are blowing up. People are saying we fought well and are asking when we'll beat him up again!" another crew member said, pumped up.
Lindbergh chuckled and pushed up his glasses again. "No rush. Keep the videos coming. Wapol's going to lay low for now. We'll deal with him later."
They'd just given Wapol a serious beatdown. Even an idiot would know not to stir the pot again so soon. As long as they kept updating with steady content, their follower count would only go up.
And Lindbergh was right. That's exactly what was happening.
He turned his eyes toward the open sea ahead and said calmly, "More importantly, we've completed the mission Dragon gave us ahead of schedule. Reaching a thousand followers wasn't easy. Now it's time to deliver these phones to the North Blue and set up our stronghold there."
Some of the crew got visibly excited. "Is the Chief planning to target the powers in the North Blue? That's gonna be wild!"
Lindbergh nodded, a cunning glint in his eyes.
"No need to rush it. Our job is to sell these phones. Ideally, in three or four days.
Plus, thanks to how addictive smartphones are, they can break the system down for us from the inside. They'll be our vanguard.
After that, we might not even have to lift a finger. Those oppressive regimes will crumble and free themselves!"
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On Amazon Lily Island,
Since Ron's last live stream, the Boa sisters and many women on the island now had a clearer idea of what streaming was.
But they still didn't fully understand its purpose. Compared to that, the "shopping cart" function seemed a lot more practical.
"Ron-sama, can we set up a shopping cart too? But we don't really know what to sell," said the second sister, Marigold. She had returned to her human form, leaning on her hand with a worried expression.
The third sister, Sandersonia, had also been staying in her human form ever since they started filming. While not as pretty as Hancock or Marigold, she was decent-looking in her own right.
"Ron-sama, the island's funds are running low. If we don't figure out a way to make money soon, we'll be starving before the month's over," Sandersonia said anxiously.
Hancock waved her hand, then snuck a glance at Ron. Her face flushed red. "Don't pressure Ron-sama. He already gave us money for every video, didn't he? He'll definitely come through again."
Sandersonia pouted, shaking her head and muttering, "Big Sis, that money barely lasted half a month. The island's expenses are insane. Some of our filming outfits we have to make ourselves, and there's just too many costs..."
Listening to the sisters go back and forth, Ron-sama quickly understood what they were trying to say.
"You three, why are you acting like strangers? If you're short on money, just tell me. I've got plenty of ways to earn!" Ron grinned.
The three of them instantly lit up. They'd been too embarrassed to ask before. After all, Ron had saved them—it didn't feel right to keep taking money from him.
"How many followers do you all have now?" Ron asked.
Hancock immediately raised her hand with a sweet smile. "I have over five million followers!"
Marigold shook her head. "Not as many as Big Sis, just over two hundred thousand."
"I only have a little over one hundred thousand..." Sandersonia added shyly.
Ron wasn't the least bit surprised.
Anyone who watched Hancock's videos would fall head over heels. It was practically impossible not to follow her.
"With a follower base like that, making money gets way easier," Ron said with a grin. "The shopping cart function is there so you can sell stuff and make cash."
Marigold's eyes lit up as she thought of something. "Ron-sama, can we sell the island's specialty fruits? They taste amazing."
"Of course you can," Ron nodded. "Anything you think of, try it. Your followers will want to support you."
The three sisters got excited immediately and started brainstorming what to sell. Besides fruits, the meat of some local beasts was also a good idea.
"But that's not the most important thing," Ron added with a smile. He turned to Hancock. "Hancock, with your follower count, you can start live streaming now. You'll definitely rake in tons of gifts. After the platform takes its cut, the rest is yours."
As long as users recharge money, Ron-sama would also earn rebates from the platform. So Hancock going live meant money for him too.
"Really, Ron-sama? People will give me gifts?" Hancock's eyes turned into hearts. She looked at him like she wanted to dive into his arms.
"Yes. Never underestimate the spending power of men. When they fall for a woman, money becomes just a number," Ron said, full of confidence.
With Ron's reassurance, Hancock's eyes became firm and determined. "Mhm mhm, I believe in Ron-sama ♡~"
Ron then looked at the other two sisters. They were both gazing at him with anticipation, clearly hoping for some business advice too.
"Marigold, you're really talented with filming and camera angles. You can become a content creator who teaches others. Once your following grows, you can live stream tutorials."
"Sandersonia, you can focus on teaching beauty filter techniques. Also, the outfits you wear in the videos can totally be mass-produced and sold.
The JK uniforms, thigh-highs, leopard print, bikinis—all those I designed before? Toss them all into the shopping cart. Sales will explode. You'll be swimming in Berries."
Sandersonia nodded like crazy.
(To be continued.)
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