A Single Person's Infinite Wonderful Life

The mobilization capability of the extreme organization is quite strong. Before long, more than 30 people entered the conference room. In Li Wei's perception, apart from the two guards at the door who did not come up, everyone else had already arrived.

Of the more than 30 people, seven were clerical staff, and the rest were all strong and young combat personnel.

After entering the "assessment room," everyone sat down quietly, waiting for Li Wei, who was seated in the main seat, to speak.

Li Wei clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention, and said, "This is the first time you've met me, so it's normal that you don't know I exist. But I'm very familiar with you all. As your leader, it's time for me to meet you. You are all outstanding young people, and it's an honor for the Translation Group to have you join. As an officially registered yakuza organization, the Translation Group's rules differ from many ordinary yakuza organizations. I know you must have some doubts, so today I will answer any questions you may have. Of course, my answers will not involve certain highly classified information."

The crowd below was somewhat surprised, after all, Li Wei's face was far too young. Although Li Wei had a strange charm that made them want to follow him, he was ultimately too young. This made many of them doubt their own future. Could they really make a name for themselves in this strange yakuza organization?

A tall, strong young man, who exuded an imposing presence even when sitting upright, raised his hand.

The young man said, "Sir, I have a question for you."

Li Wei smiled and said, "Mishima Tenpyō, right? You can speak freely if you have any questions."

"Eh? The leader knows me?" Mishima Tenpei looked surprised.

Li Wei smiled and said, "Of course, to me, you are all like family. So, I know each of your names and your past, including why you joined the translation group. Like you, Tenpei, you chose to come to Tokyo to work hard so that your mother back home could have a better life and your younger sister could go to an expensive private high school. You joined the translation group without really understanding what was going on. Am I right?"

With a slightly naive expression, Mishima Tenpei scratched the back of his head somewhat embarrassedly and said, "So you know me, sir. That's impressive. I almost forgot to mention my question, sir. Why is our organization called the Translation Group? Although it sounds very imposing, I'd like to know the origin of the name."

Not only Mishima Tenpei, but everyone else also showed curious expressions.

Li Wei said, "This all starts with myself. First, I must clarify that I, Li Wei, am a Chinese from the Okinawa region. Therefore, every aspect of this organization has been influenced by me. You can see this from the internal rules. The Han Translation Group is different from ordinary yakuza organizations. Han, as you all know, was a powerful dynasty in Okinawa before the Three Kingdoms period. It was one of the world's top powers at the time. The reason we named it that is because I hope our organization can rule the entire Tokyo metropolitan area like the powerful Han Empire. I want the whole of Japan to sing our legend. Han is a synonym for nobility. Being able to Sinicize is an opportunity and an honor for everyone in the organization."

Li Wei spoke slowly and calmly, yet his words possessed an indescribable power. The imagery he painted with his words alone was enough to shock everyone present.

Ultimately, yakuza organizations are nothing but filthy dregs, but judging from Li Wei's words, the existence of translation groups suggests that they are not simply yakuza organizations.

Tenpei Mishima was stunned. He hadn't expected that the name of the yakuza organization he had joined in such a muddled way would have such a meaning.

Another young man raised his hand and said, "Chief, I have a question. Why doesn't our organization do things like other organizations, such as cutting off the little finger upon joining or prohibiting tattoos?"

This is a concern for many members, since in Japan, tattoos are, to some extent, a symbol of identity for yakuza members, and the fact that the organization does not allow tattoos is something many of them cannot understand.

Li Weimo stroked his chin and chuckled, "I think many of you are concerned about this issue. Actually, it's for your own good. After all, while tattoos may look cool, they bring a lot of negative effects. If you get tattoos, can you still go to public bathhouses? If you cut off your little finger, people will immediately know you're from a yakuza organization. But right now, if you don't say anything, who will know you're from the yakuza?"

Li Wei looked around at everyone in the room and said, "Yakuza members are actually very discriminated against. People around them use passive-aggressive tactics to exclude them. People with tattoos are not only unable to enter various public places, but even after leaving the yakuza, no one will hire them. You don't want to face this kind of discrimination, do you? Without tattoos and without cutting off your little finger, you can still enjoy a normal life. But once you get tattoos and cut off your little finger, you have absolutely no way out. It's equivalent to social death in the world of ordinary people. You don't want to be seen as a disgrace by your families, do you?"

Chapter 1. Yakuza

Li Wei's words calmed down the hot-headed members of the organization. Tattoos are indeed cool and can make one more intimidating and masculine, but they can also bring countless troubles. Now that the leader has said that this is to allow them to live normal lives, the reason for prohibiting them from getting tattoos has been abandoned by those who were still thinking about getting them.

After all, those who joined the translation group were not thugs before; they were just ordinary people who came to Tokyo to make a living. They had a longing for the tattoo culture of the yakuza, but also a fear of it.

Moreover, they all know that Heaven is the Ultimate Path, and one's entire life is on the Ultimate Path. This path is different from other industries; there is no such thing as leaving it. The tragic old age of the Ultimate Path has been broadcast on television.

Therefore, by not getting tattoos or cutting off his little finger, he can at least conceal his yakuza identity from ordinary people and avoid being subjected to emotional abuse as much as possible.

Li Wei said, "I hope that everyone here can enjoy their retirement in peace, instead of being like other yakuza organizations where they can't find peace until death. This is my guarantee to you, and it is one of the few things I, as your leader, can do for you."

The way the crowd looked at Li Wei changed from doubt to respect. They hadn't expected that they, who had ended up joining an extreme organization, would encounter such a leader who cared about them. This was their good fortune.

Li Wei continued, "And without tattoos and a missing little finger, when you return to your hometown, you can proudly tell your parents, 'I found a good job in Tokyo, and I will send money back to you every month on time.' If you have tattoos and are missing your little finger, would you still have the courage to face your parents?"

Everyone wore a sullen smile. Li Wei was telling the truth. Don't be fooled by the glamorous appearance of the yakuza; it's a profession that relies on youth. Not every boss is like Li Wei, who would consider the retirement of his subordinates. Yakuza organizations are not places of warmth and affection.

Li Wei knew that a tough exterior wouldn't breed loyalty. Relationships are relative; simply demanding effort from subordinates without providing them with the lifestyle they desired would breed resentment. He wasn't short of money; he just wanted to build up a force he could utilize. Other yakuza organizations, in their early stages, would never have enjoyed the same favorable conditions as the translation group.

Many people still see yakuza organizations as rotten garbage, but they also have their own significance. After all, the Japanese government is a typical "minor government" that often doesn't really get involved. In Tokyo, the Metropolitan Police Department is in charge of things on the surface, but the Metropolitan Police Department isn't omnipotent. In many dark and gray areas, those who walk in the light are not as powerful as yakuza who walk in the shadows.

Whether in Tokyo or elsewhere, public order in any region consists of two parts: ostensibly managed by the local government's violent forces, and behind the scenes, by various yakuza organizations. Japan allows these yakuza organizations to exist with legal status precisely because the country has many problems that cannot be discussed openly, and can only be solved through these "dirty tricks."

Li Wei asked, "Does anyone have any other questions?"

A young man cautiously raised his hand and said, "Boss, you've been so kind to us, we don't know how to repay you. After all, the treatment here is just too good. Not only is the food and drink excellent, but we also have dedicated instructors for training. Moreover, we're very popular in the shopping district. The people there don't discriminate against us just because we're from the Yakuza; on the contrary, they respect us a lot. To be honest, this feeling of being respected is really comfortable. However, this kind of life is too wonderful; it almost feels unreal."

This was a question that no one else dared to ask, but this headstrong young man mustered up his courage and asked the question that no one else dared to ask.

Li Wei smiled and said, "Sato Kozuru, that's a good question. The reason I treat you so well is because you can bring me more benefits. Your existence is a deterrent in itself, allowing me to subdue the enemy without fighting in many situations. Even if we really have to fight, you, who receive elite training every day, are much stronger than ordinary yakuza. Your existence is of great value to me."

Li Wei's words were quite blunt, but this actually made everyone feel at ease, because they knew that they were meaningful and valuable to Li Wei, which stopped them from overthinking.

In this matter, Li Wei did not deceive the young people below him. After all, he was not a Japanese. As a Chinese person, he would naturally face various restrictions and difficulties when he was developing in Japan. With a group of yakuza people under his command, he could leave many problems that he himself could not handle to his subordinates, which would save him a lot of energy.

Li Wei is not a Zhuge Liang-style figure who does everything personally. He considers trivial matters a waste of time and energy to handle himself. In such situations, his underlings from the yakuza can come in handy.

Moreover, these lackeys can also greatly enhance his pomp and prestige; sometimes he needs to use them to make a grand display, which is one of their functions.

Li Wei clapped his hands and said, "I'm very happy to have you all see me today, and I'm in a good mood, so I've prepared 100,000 yuan in cash for each of you, as well as a box of high-end seafood and two bottles of fine red wine for each of you."

Li Wei patted Sagara Kaze on the shoulder and said, "I'm entrusting these rascals to you. Make sure they grow into upright men, instead of becoming the despicable wretches that gods and demons hate, like other ordinary yakuza."

Li Wei stood up and left the meeting room.

With Li Wei gone, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Li Wei's aura was simply too powerful. Facing Li Wei, there was an indescribable sense of oppression, which made them not even dare to adjust their posture after sitting down.

Sagara Kaze said, "Boys, you all heard what the leader said. We are not ordinary yakuza organizations, but rather we aim to become respected chivalrous individuals. So, if you dare to act recklessly outside like other yakuza, I will break your legs first."

Seeing Sagara Kaze's serious expression, everyone involuntarily shrank back.

Chapter 1. Earning Some Money Through Hobbies

Levi was in high spirits after leaving the translation group headquarters. One of the greatest pleasures of mankind is to show off in front of others, and every time he successfully showed off, he felt unparalleled joy.

As the younger brother said before, being respected is a very comfortable feeling. In fact, the emotional feedback from being respected is no less than the happiness brought by possessing wealth.

Just like those doctors and lawyers, who are clearly the clients but can act like bosses when dealing with clients, this kind of happiness is not something everyone can experience.

Compared to using violence to subdue the other party and gain their respect, this is a much more comfortable psychological massage. The reason why the translation group has such a good reputation in the shopping street is because of the various rules set by Li Wei, which effectively restrained the people below and allowed everyone in the shopping street to see the best side of the translation group. Naturally, the people in the shopping street did not reject the translation group in the same way they rejected other yakuza groups.

The vast majority of lower-level yakuza members live off protection money. For example, the yakuza organization that originally controlled this street would collect a fixed amount of protection money from every business here every year to support the organization's operations.

However, with the powerful Li Wei behind the translation group, the organization was never short of money, so the protection fee was waived entirely. Although no protection fee was charged, the shopping street was tacitly considered the translation group's territory. Therefore, the translation group would do its best to maintain order on the shopping street, and anyone who wanted to cause trouble would be stopped by the translation group. This free security was the core reason why the translation group was respected by the merchants on the shopping street.

Ordinary people spend their lives pursuing fame and fortune, either seeking fame or fortune. Strictly speaking, Li Wei currently has neither. However, creating an extreme organization is, in his view, quite an interesting thing.

During his high school years, Levi watched the movie "The Godfather" and was immediately captivated by the protagonist, Corleone. At the time, Levi even felt that a man should live with the same style, dignity, and respect as the Godfather.

Li Wei still remembers the famous lines from the movie very clearly.

"What did I do to deserve such disrespect? You won't even call me Godfather."

This line is the one that left the deepest impression on Li Wei throughout the entire movie. It is precisely because of this that Li Wei is quite concerned about his outward appearance, because at that time he wanted to be as elegant and dashing as the Godfather.

And now, he has done it. Although he is only the leader of a small organization with only a few dozen people, he feels that he can be more elegant and more respected than the Godfather.

Just as the shopping street's respect for the translation group is a form of respect for them.

Li Wei drove back to his apartment. With the puppet clone Xiang Liangfeng keeping an eye on things at the translation group, there wouldn't be any problems. The Yakuza organization was only a part of his life; he had other important things to do.

For the next few days, Li Wei lived a simple life, going between home and university, attending classes diligently. No one knew that this academically excellent art student was, in fact, the leader of a yakuza organization behind the scenes.

That day, Li Wei was in his apartment, engrossed in drawing, and had some video recordings of his drawing process on an app. His work email rang. Whenever Li Wei used his computer, he habitually kept both his Antarctic and Japanese email accounts logged in so he wouldn't miss any important messages.

Generally speaking, for work-related accounts, people in China use the "Antarctic Cheap Beast" app, while in Japan they use email addresses.

Li Wei opened his live email and saw a familiar QR code asking if he was free.

(Hey hardcore gamer, interested in taking on a US marketing order?)

The message came from a mobile game development company we had worked with before.

(Hey Kiyono, got any orders?)

(I won't keep you in suspense any longer. We're preparing to develop a mobile game based on "High School DxD". We know you're one of the best artists in the industry, and we'd like you to create some top-quality promotional artwork for us. The price is negotiable.)

(As long as the work is done, everything is negotiable. How should the contract be signed? Physical or online? How much is the contract? What are the requirements?)

A barrage of text came from the other end. Li Wei glanced at the terms and thought they were pretty good. On average, he could earn 300,000 yuan per illustration. 300,000 yuan per illustration was already considered top-tier in the industry. Li Wei had been in this circle for several years, and his reputation and strength were already well-known. In particular, the female characters he drew were quite sexy, so his business volume was always higher than that of his peers.

··· ·Requesting flowers···· ·

The other party sent several reference images, which were in the art style of the TV version of "High School DxD". The other party's request was very simple: to let Li Wei present these reference images in the most erotic way according to his usual art style.

High School DxD is quite well-known in Japan. However, Li Wei didn't expect that the other party would want to make a mobile game based on this IP. Compared with a completely original world view, this kind of mobile game adapted from the original work has a higher starting point and is less likely to fail miserably at the beginning. However, how long this game can last depends on how the developer and the operator handle it. The other party is a mobile game company with considerable strength in Japan, so the possibility of it failing is not high.

Li Wei spent two years in Tokyo and saw countless mobile games. There are a lot of pay-to-win mobile games in Japan, but only a few survive. Pay-to-win mobile games in Japan are highly homogenized; many are just reskinned games, like FGO and The Rise of the Shield Hero.

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For Li Wei, painting is a hobby; making money is secondary, and satisfying his desire to paint is the most important thing.

After the chat ended, the other party prepared to sign a physical contract, and the signing time was set for tomorrow. Li Wei has half a month to complete the outsourcing business.

In reality, for a "tentacle monster" like Li Wei, it was just a few propaganda posters, and for him, it would only take two days.

The wealth gap in the art world is actually quite large. Top artists like Li Wei can get big orders every now and then. Even if they do simple art outsourcing, their annual income is no worse than that of ordinary salaried workers, and they don't need to work overtime every day like salaried workers.

However, those unknown artists who rely solely on freelance work cannot even support themselves. They usually do it as a hobby or join game development companies to do manual labor in drawing.

Li Wei's previous income was considered quite good compared to the average salaried worker in Japan, given the significant advantage of longer working hours compared to other jobs. However, now, painting is simply a hobby for Li Wei; earning some money from it is a way of affirming his passion.

Chapter 1. BD Collection

The next day, Li Wei met the other party at the agreed-upon coffee shop. As instructed, the other party also brought along the head of the art department. All the finished products he sent would be reviewed by the other party's art department. The two parties were old friends who had cooperated many times before and were quite familiar with each other.

Inside the café, two middle-aged men sat in a booth by the window. Not long after they sat down, Li Wei entered the café with a backpack on his back.

Li Wei sat down and put his backpack aside. A female waitress wearing a fitted black vest and trousers came over, asked Li Wei what he needed, and then left with a small notebook in which she had already made a note.

"Long time no see, Li Weijun. Your painting speed is getting more and more terrifying. You finished the task in just one night," the middle-aged man with glasses said with a smile.

Li Wei pulled his laptop out of his backpack, turned on the screen, and placed it in front of the other person, saying, "Brother Qingye, please check this and see if there's anything that needs to be changed. If so, I'll make the changes right here."

The other man was also an old acquaintance of Li Wei's. Li Wei had participated in the production of several games for this company, all of which involved outsourcing the art. Li Wei's skills were absolutely top-notch, but he was unwilling to join any production company, so the way these companies cooperated with Li Wei was through outsourcing.

"Oh? The quality of the painting seems to have improved even further than before. It's truly remarkable how it has progressed to such an advanced level." The middle-aged man looked at the completed rendering with an expression of admiration.