Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer
chapter-763

Raunak couldn't understand the meaning behind Sam's smile, but he was freed of a lot of burden on his heart and he felt tons lighter.

He went back and decided on starting his paperwork slowly. He didn't give the task to any of the subordinates. He worked on it himself even if he had to file a lot of documents explaining all the businesses that he was involved in their revenue and the tax he collected from them.

Meanwhile, Sam got busy, he knew that the grenade sale was gone he started drafting the contract, preparing the workers who are going to go with Military Unit.

He didn't want to send his original crew directly, if there is really someone who can do the soul-search, then there would be trouble for him. So he decided to send one of the new crews.

He made the old crew in charge of training them around the clock so that they would be proficient enough to work on the assembly of the grenades using the machines he is going to sell.

Anyway, the military unit will take some time to prepare a factory and they would surely try to create a new one with a similar to layout to the smaller assembly line at Sam's base. So, Sam has enough time for them to train.

And the crew are also excited. They have new jobs that are paying good money, without them having to put their lives on the line and from the special training they are going through and the reason they heard why they are going through, they are even more excited.

If things go right, the One star military unit will hire them and from the way these grenades worked, there is a high possibility that the factory wouldn't be established in this Planet, it will established in the control region of the military unit.

Which implies that they have a chance to get out of this place and reach Planet 1 which is a dream come true for all of them.

While they are lost in their fantasies and working like mules without taking any rest, the person who can finalize the deal came back.

Sam is sure that the deal would be done. Even though this is almost eight to ten times the price of the grenade design in Sam's mind, he never sold it along with the assembly lines, the trained workers, and such, so he decided to increase the price a little bit and then when thought about the cheap evaluation of spirit stone here, he decided to just increase the price even more and it was sold.

If by any chance these elves knew that everything Sam sold to them could have been bought for less than a billion and he would have even profited from that greatly, one must wonder what their expressions would be like.

But Sam didn't care much, currently, he is the only pathway to the places that have any access to the grenades and their value, so there is no need for him to worry too much. Anyway, from what he observed the value of spirit stone is declining as he went to the higher realms, so from his guess if he really sold the same design in an, even more, higher place, he would be able to sell it for a higher price than this.

Rogan quickly signed the deal and gave the spatial ring with money while Sam gave the spatial ring with the machinery and the called the crew that is going through the assembly training.

"They are the crew, they are good enough to work on the assembly of the grenades for now and in a few days, they would be more efficient. It would take some time for you to finish your factory, they will be trained here until then and you can take them away after that.

I just called them so that you could take a look."

Rogan took a brief glance at them and said.

"Sure. But the factory will be set on Planet 1 at the main base of the One-star military unit. Since you guys don't have a civilian identity, your only way is to go through military recruitment. I will send someone who will finish the procedures for you. Be prepared. You will be taken away in two weeks."

With that he left.

There is still two weeks' time, so Sam let them train for that.

He sent the documents of the deal to Raunak so that he can finish the procedures.

With this one deal, the tax target was reached.

For three Billion, Sam has to pay a tax of four hundred and fifty million spirit stones, which is more than the amount they needed to clear the target, so the situation is quite simple, in fact, the threat Ramana gave is completely invalid from the start.

Faction 1 must have thought that Sam is currently cooking up new ideas and he would take some time and even then they thought that he would need multiple ideas to reach the target since he did the same for the first half of the targets.

But Sam just dropped the huge bomb that would thrash all their plans. He is really looking forward to how Raunak will react to the look on Ramana's face while he is, even more, looking forward to what Rajan's face would be like.

Both father and son are really manipulative and scheming.

After dealing with that, Sam started planning for the next step in this trip.

They are going to Planet 1. They don't know where exactly Raunak would be posted but it is not going to be much different.

He thought of what he would do after going there as Raunak would need some time to adjust to the area.

He created a step-by-step plan on what he has to do and what his friends should do.

Meanwhile, Raunak is having a very interesting meeting with Ramana.

Ramana is currently relaxing as he enjoyed a feast in the private room of a restaurant and Raunak walked in with a gloomy face.

Ramana gave a smile and spoke.

"Come on Join me. The food is great. Damn the Planet 2 residents really know how to enjoy their pathetic lives. Eating all this food. Maybe we should place a luxury tax on all the commoners."

"Why wouldn't you do that? You are your father's son after all. If you get the chance you will even tax the air they are breathing."

"hahaha, Maybe I would do that in the future. Anyway, did you bring what I asked for? I don't really mind waiting a few more days, but the more this thing is delayed, the more chances that my sister is going to be shipped away.

You might not even get a chance to get near her."

Raunak took out a bunch of documents from his spatial ring and dropped them on the table.

Ramana picked the documents and looked at them, it is like a large binder, so when he opened the first document his excitement died down.

Because it doesn't have any designs or blueprints. All it has are the details of Raunak and his official position.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Just look through them and you will understand."

Raunak said with a relaxed tone, the gloomy look is gone. Ramana felt a bit conflicted and started looking through the documents, the first few are the tax documents of Sam which cleared the first half of the target which are not exactly surprising or unnerving to Ramana, but as he went through, he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his gut and soon that feeling almost turned into churning as he looked at the last document.

The grenade sale document which cleared all the target.

His hands shook visibly and his face was drained of all the color. He looked at Raunak with shaking hands and then looked at the last document it is Raunak's promotion document. Since Raunak has been already doing the paperwork which is the most time taking of all, he managed to get the promotion letter easily.

"You have been playing me from the start?" Ramana asked Raunak with a shaking tone. He didn't expect that he was beaten at his own game.

He didn't really think that Raunak will be able to pull one over him. But the documents are the direct proof of that.

Raunak has a smug smirk on his face as he looked at the embarrassed and helpless expression on Ramana's face.

"You can keep them, they are just a copy anyway. Take it as a gift. Even though it is not what you asked for, I am pretty sure it is memorable enough. And if possible show them to your father too and ask him to get ready for the betrothal.

My dear Brother in law."

With that Raunak left the room and heaved a large sigh before revealing a faint smile as he looked at the sunny sky and let the warm light bath him.

This is one of the best days of his life.