Building A Business Empire From Scratch In Another World

On the top floor of the sleek Morningstar Office Building, Felix, Claire, and Quill were deep in discussion about an exciting new venture.

"Claire, what marketing strategy should we use to sell the bicycles?" Felix asked, his eyes fixed on her with anticipation.

Claire frowned thoughtfully, her mind racing with possibilities.

After a moment of contemplation, she suggested, "What if we put up flyers all around the Capital?"

Felix smiled but shook his head gently. "While spreading flyers is a good idea in theory, it won't showcase how our product works. If people only see drawings on paper, they might not believe it's real."

Claire met his gaze with a serious expression. "So how should we approach this?"

Felix remained calm as he outlined his plan. "First, let's send some of our team to ride the bicycles around the Capital. People are naturally curious; seeing someone effortlessly glide on two wheels will pique their interest. As they witness its advantages firsthand, they'll start asking where to buy one, and just like that, we'll have customers lining up!"

Claire's eyes lit up with understanding as she nodded enthusiastically.

"Plus," Felix added with a grin, "the bicycle is easy to learn how to ride! It will be well-received by everyone."

"I get it now," Claire replied confidently.

Turning to Quill, Felix said firmly, "Quill, make sure you're prepared for when bicycles arrive at your stores. Tell your team that everything needs to go smoothly during this crucial time."

"Understood, big bro," Quill responded seriously.

"Great!" Felix concluded with a smile. "Alright everyone, let's gear up, we're going to take the whole Kingdom by storm!"

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ONE MONTH LATER

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The bustling streets of Wulleamp District were alive with activity, pedestrians hurried about their daily routines while carriages laden with goods rumbled past.

The air was filled with shouts from sellers beckoning customers into their shops amidst the vibrant chaos.

Suddenly, a loud ringing pierced through the noise!

"Make way! Make way!" came urgent shouts as people turned in surprise.

Their eyes widened in disbelief at what they saw, a man riding a two-wheeled contraption that seemed almost magical!

"What… what is that thing?" one person gasped.

"It looks bizarre!" another exclaimed.

"I've never seen anything like it before!"

As whispers of astonishment spread through the crowd like wildfire, many stood frozen in place,captivated by this remarkable sight: a man pedaling swiftly on a bicycle while ringing its bell joyfully!

"This thing can actually move on two wheels!" someone shouted incredulously.

The pedestrians on the bustling street were utterly astonished, rendered speechless by an extraordinary sight.

Even those perched in their carriages couldn't resist the urge to hop down and witness this marvel, a sleek bicycle gliding effortlessly on two wheels, defying gravity with its remarkable stability.

"Wow, this is something else!" one passerby exclaimed.

"I wonder which noble family commissioned such a creation," another mused, eyes wide with wonder.

"This must be one of a kind; it's definitely a luxury item only the aristocrats can afford," someone speculated.

"I'm betting this will become the next big craze!" chimed in yet another curious observer.

As they watched, the cyclist skillfully applied the brakes and came to a smooth stop right in front of a lively tavern.

A crowd had gathered at the entrance, some peering out from inside as if they were witnessing an extinct creature reappear before them.

With a swift motion, the cyclist dismounted and parked his bicycle beside the tavern.

He produced a small chain with a padlock and secured it to the back wheel before entering with an infectious smile.

Unable to contain their curiosity any longer, several people approached the bicycle for a closer look.

They marveled at its intricate design, touching it gently while animatedly discussing its features.

Soon enough, the entrance of the tavern was overflowing with intrigued onlookers eager for a glimpse of this fascinating invention.

Inside, Oberon, settled into a cozy corner table and ordered a hearty mug of wine.

The once-quiet tavern buzzed with excitement as patrons turned their attention toward him, whispering among themselves and pointing in curiosity.

Thanks to Oberon's arrival, what had been an empty establishment was now packed to capacity, much to the delight of the tavern owner who couldn't help but beam from ear to ear as orders for wine and food poured in.

Just then, amidst all the chatter and intrigue surrounding Oberon, a man in his thirties dressed smartly with well-groomed attire and sporting a neat mustache, stood up from his seat and approached him.

"Brother, may I join you?" he asked politely.

"Of course! Please have a seat," Oberon replied warmly with an inviting smile.

"I'm Cyrus," said the newcomer as he settled into his chair.

"Oberon," came the cheerful response from across the table.

"Pleasure to meet you, Brother Oberon!" Cyrus said enthusiastically.

"Likewise!" Oberon replied with genuine warmth.

"So, Brother Oberon, I'm really curious, what's that thing you were riding?" Cyrus asked, his curiosity piqued.

Oberon flashed a smile and replied, "Oh! You mean the bicycle? It's just a means of transportation."

Cyrus raised an eyebrow in surprise. "That thing is called a bicycle?"

"Yep!" Oberon confirmed with a nod.

Intrigued, Cyrus leaned in closer. "So how does this bicycle work? I mean, how can you ride something with only two wheels and not fall over?"

Oberon's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as he explained. "The bicycle is an incredible invention that revolutionizes the way people travel. It stays upright thanks to the gyroscopic effect of the spinning wheels and because the front wheel trails behind the steering axis, though it could be either or both!"

Cyrus looked utterly perplexed; Oberon's explanation had left him more confused than before.

The other patrons in the tavern were also straining to catch every word of their conversation, intrigued by this mysterious contraption called a bicycle.

Noticing Cyrus's bewilderment, Oberon chuckled and reassured him, "Don't worry! All you really need to know is that the bicycle is a fantastic tool for getting around without tiring yourself out too much. It can go five to six times faster than walking!"

He paused for effect before continuing, "In fact, I've traveled all over Wulleamp District on my bicycle, places I wouldn't have reached even after hours of walking! With this bike, I zipped through so many locations in just a few hours."

As Oberon spoke, Cyrus and the others listened intently, their eyes wide with astonishment at what they were hearing.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

After a moment of contemplation, Cyrus took a deep breath and asked hesitantly, "Brother Oberon, I'm guessing this bicycle must be pretty expensive then? Who came up with such an idea anyway?"

Oberon shook his head confidently. "Not at all! The bicycle was created by Origin Technology."

"Origin Technology? What's that?" Cyrus pressed further.

"It's the company that manufactures bicycles," Oberon explained. "And believe it or not, it only costs 15 Silver Coins for one!"

"What?!" Cyrus exclaimed incredulously.

His face lit up with shock as he processed this information. "You mean this amazing bicycle costs only 15 Silver Coins? That's practically cheap!"

The tavern buzzed with excitement as others chimed in:

"Did I hear you right? Just 15 Silver Coins?"

"This is unbelievable! I thought it would cost at least 100 Gold Coins!"

Everyone was stunned into silence as they turned to Oberon in disbelief; they had expected such an innovative invention to come with a hefty price tag.

"Brother Oberon," Cyrus said slowly while calming his racing heart. "Are you absolutely sure about that?"

"Of course, I'm sure! Would I ever lie to you?" Oberon replied with a confident grin.

"Why? Did you think it would be ridiculously expensive?" he added, still smiling.

Cyrus scratched his head thoughtfully. "But don't you think the Origin Technology that made these bicycles is operating at a loss? I mean, this bicycle is an incredibly useful tool! I'm sure it won't be long before everyone in the Kingdom goes crazy for them, yet they're only selling for 15 Silver Coins."

"I see your point," Oberon said. "But the materials they used to make these bicycles are actually quite cheap. They sell them at just a bit above their cost so they can make a small profit. Origin Technology is a conscientious company; they're humane. That's why they set prices that ordinary people can afford. Unlike those greedy merchants who love to exploit the common folk!"

"Wow, Origin Technology sounds really thoughtful and impressive!" Cyrus exclaimed, nodding in agreement.

"Absolutely!" Oberon replied enthusiastically.

"So, brother Oberon, can I buy one of these bicycles?" Cyrus asked eagerly.

"Oh! There are plenty of their stores all over the Capital! There's one on Windflow Street, you should definitely check it out! Even if you don't know how to ride yet, there are experts there who can teach you!" Oberon encouraged.

Cyrus's eyes lit up with excitement as he jumped from his seat. "Thank you so much, brother Oberon!"

With that, Cyrus hurried out of the tavern with an eager smile on his face.