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The latter was undoubtedly faster than the former. The large amount of money he exchanged from the God Space became the foundation for Giorno's path. With this money, he easily gained the recognition of 'Passion' throughout Naples.

Even thugs as far away as Rome have established connections with him.

Of course, money is a disaster. Giorno also fought off and dealt with many thugs who came to cause trouble, proving with his strength that he was worthy of having this amount of money.

Then, he gained Polpo's trust and became a member of the organization.

This made it easier for him to extend his reach to more distant places, and at the same time, he also completed his self-recommendation in front of Polpo.

How can I gain the favor of my superiors in a gang?

Are they good fighters? Perhaps such "double-flower red sticks" were very necessary in the early stages of an organization, but as the organization stabilizes, it becomes even more difficult for those who are good fighters to stand out.

What you need to provide is **profit**. Regardless of the organization, whether it's a gang or a country, what they ultimately value is **profit**.

Money alone is no longer useful at this point; what matters most is how to provide the organization with a stable source of income!

Thus, Giorno demonstrated his value.

Gold Experience's abilities 'evolved' after he exchanged for the bloodlines of angels and demons, perhaps due to the manipulation of life force, or perhaps due to the significant increase in mental strength and intelligence brought about by the enhancement of the bloodline.

He can now mass-produce 'life', and even if it leaves his own body, it can be preserved permanently!

Giorno almost immediately realized the immense value of this ability.

Organ trafficking—undoubtedly a horrific business, it is also part of the mafia's business, and in Italy and throughout Europe, its market is far larger than that of organ trafficking!

It's not just about trading the most chilling organs like hearts, lungs, or kidneys; Giorno can even mass-produce blood. And the profit from just this one thing is far beyond imagination!

Once this trading network is established, the organization's revenue will truly be abundant. And most importantly, it's a 'clean' business.

Not only is it clean, it could even be described as 'charitable'. If the organization could facilitate organ trafficking throughout Europe, it would be welcomed and favored by politicians in any European country!

Undoubtedly, Giorno's offer of such a deal quickly garnered attention throughout the organization. Even the elusive boss contacted Polpo to confirm the matter.

Now, the trading network has been established, and Giorno, who provided such benefits, has received praise and reward from the BOSS. A special 'organ group' department will be set up for him, and he will become a 'cadre' in it!

For a newcomer who has been enthusiastic for a month, this is definitely a rocket-like improvement.

However, Giorno's goal was certainly not just to make money for his passion and to enhance his status.

His purpose was singular—

"Mr. Polpo, I wonder what the BOSS's attitude is towards my proposal?" Giorno said softly.

"If we have organ trafficking, should we stop this exclusive trade, which is highly profitable but also fraught with risks and requires us to confront government agencies?"

Polpo stopped smiling and looked at Giorno as if he were looking at a naive young man.

Oh no, he's a young man—Polpo thought to himself, not even fifteen years old, not even a high school student!

It's understandable that young people of that age would have such thoughts, but...

"Gioruno, you know this is impossible." Polpo opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of red wine, poured it for him, and said calmly.

"The organization currently relies on the exclusive product team for 60% of its cash flow. If this line is cut off, the organization will collapse."

"However, my deal can completely replace..."

"Unique items can be sold more widely than organs and blood!" Polpo interrupted Giorno, patting his chest as he spoke.

"We just need to develop more customers! Let's make illegal places legal, let non-smokers start using, and let prohibited promotion and transactions become advocacy!"

"Besides—we can do both together, why must we abandon one?"

Looking at the smug Polpo, Giorno lowered his eyes and said softly.

"......I see."

Chapter 44: 44. Eliminating the Solo Group, Pleasant Cooperation

"How is it, Giorno?"

Upon leaving the Naples prison, Bucciarati, sporting a bob haircut and dressed in a stylish black and white outfit, almost immediately greeted him.

"No, Bucciarati, just as we expected."

Giorno shook his head, and the last hope in Bucciarati's eyes was extinguished; he silently clenched his fists.

The organization, the one he initially fantasized about maintaining order and justice, has indeed fallen.

"So, are we going to deal with Polpo now?" Bucciarati said coldly.

"No—there's no need for that right now, Bucciarati. Are you willing to believe me?"

Giorno paused for a moment, then said softly

"If you truly trust me, then what I am about to say will point to the destruction and rebirth of passion!"

“Giorono, you should know that I trust you completely.”

Bucciarati looked at Giorno seriously and said in a deep voice...

"I, Bruno Bucciarati, will never again be a sleeping slave!"

“Bucciarati, since that’s the case, I’ll tell you.” Giorno took a breath and said in a low voice.

"The BOSS is seriously injured."

"What—" Bucciarati stared at Giorno in disbelief, and then he told him everything.

"The BOSS recently set off to deal with someone who knew his abilities and appearance, but he was outmaneuvered and lost an arm. As expected, he will soon come to me for 'treatment'."

Giorno said softly

"Do you remember when I went to Europe three days ago to open up 'sales channels'? That's when it happened. While I was there, I made contact with the person who injured the BOSS. I not only learned about the BOSS's abilities and appearance, but I also found someone who can fight the BOSS!"

Giorno naturally learned the truth through communication with Polnareff in the God Realm.

So he deliberately stayed in Europe for an extra day, and that's where he made contact with Jotaro Kujo.

He predicted that the BOSS would definitely come to him for treatment of his injuries!

The logic is simple, requiring no reasoning: the BOSS maintains his position through terror and power. Losing an arm would undoubtedly have a huge impact on him, and—

It's too conspicuous. Once the news spreads that 'the BOSS is a person without a left hand,' everyone who wants to challenge the BOSS will definitely be tempted.

There are very few people in all of Italy who are left-handed. Such a conspicuous feature is an absolutely unacceptable defect for someone who has spent their whole life hiding it!

He will come looking for him, he definitely will, so what Giorno needs to do is to get Jotaro Kujo to go to Naples instead of Rome and take down the BOSS there!

The passion did indeed solidify Italy's position, but the boss would inevitably assume that this Mr. Kujo, whom even he feared, would go directly to Rome to confront Polnareff. Therefore, all the heavy troops would be stationed in Rome to block traffic into the city!

And with the port of Naples, Italy's main maritime hub, backed by it, even if the BOSS wanted to be wary, he couldn't possibly defend against it.

Since the purpose is treatment, the BOSS will definitely not bring anyone with him. When he is alone, that is when he is at his weakest!

Bucciarati stared at Giorno in shock, taking a long time to process the information. He took several deep breaths and said in a low voice...

"In that case... Giorno, is there anything I can do for you?"

“Bucciarati—I need you to go and deal with the Singles Group,” Giorno said softly.

“I’ve found out their whereabouts—money and intelligence, Bucciarati. Your departure will minimize the Boss’s vigilance, and now, no one can protect the scum of the Unique Group!”

Interestingly, just like Giorno's organ trading network, Passion's exclusive business also grew by relying on Stand abilities.

All of the unique ingredients in the entire Passion were neither grown by themselves nor transported from places like the Golden Triangle or Mexico, but were created by a Stand user named Massimo Porpe.

This stand-in, named Bipolar Disorder, can process rock salt and seawater into fresh "unique products" and can induce a large release of dopamine in the brain of the target through intravenous injection, with effects similar to existing illegal drugs, and even greater effects on the body.

This made the exclusive, high-profit business virtually cost-free, a 100% guaranteed profit industry. Naturally, it squeezed out competitors across Europe, achieving an absolute monopoly through price wars.

Salt that has been transformed into a unique product can only be stored for half a month, after which it will revert to ordinary salt. However, this is actually an advantage for unique product trading.

After all, it's rare for sold exclusive items to be stockpiled for more than half a month, and even if they are, the losses have nothing to do with them.

Moreover, enthusiasm also takes advantage of this to prevent people from hoarding or diluting the supply—you can't even find the source of the goods, so even if you defeat the BOSS, you can forget about making this deal.

However, this is also a reason why the passionate pursuit of exclusive trade cannot be eradicated. After all, it's hard to give up the business of trading without any initial investment.

So if you want to change Italy, you not only need to get rid of the BOSS, but also take down the exclusive product group!

“The members of the exclusive product team are very well hidden, and they are usually protected by the boss’s personal guards,” Giorno said calmly.

"This is the only time they're not protected during this operation. Bucciarati, can you and Mista take care of these scum?"

"Leave it to me, Giorno!"

Bucciarati took a deep breath and solemnly said

"If Mista and Abbacchio don't go, I'll take care of them by myself!"

The organization, and the future of all of Italy, are in their hands!

......

Morio Town, 80 kilometers northwest, deep in the mountains

In this almost isolated place, there is a rather luxurious villa area, and even a helipad is available.

Akimi, holding Doro's hand, arrived at the gate of this wealthy village. As if anticipating their arrival, the gate was pushed open, and a blond young man in a well-tailored suit bowed respectfully to them.

"Distinguished guests have been waiting for a long time. I am Jiu, and I am in charge of receiving you all here. Fortunately, the weather is fine and clear today. Please come in."

He greeted Akimi and Doro with impeccable politeness. Akimi raised an eyebrow and led Doro inside.

There was no speech, no response, and even the gestures were far from polite.

Such an attitude naturally caused the boy named Yijiu to frown slightly, but he still politely led them to a secluded Japanese garden.

"Inside please."

He knelt in front of the entrance and said softly. Qiu Hai looked at him, a half-smile on his face.

"Do I need to take off my shoes and straighten them? After all, I have to be polite."

Yi Jiu remained silent, only bowing his head respectfully. As a servant, this was also a manifestation of politeness.

Qiu Hai, however, ignored him completely, entered the room without even taking off her shoes, and sat down on the edge of the tatami mat without any sense of 'politeness'.

Yi Jiu's expression naturally became even more strange and sad, but he still didn't say anything. He simply brought over two steaming cups of black tea and oranges, and said softly...

"Please wait here for a moment. The owner of this mansion will come to meet you both soon."

After closing the folding door, Akihime looked at Doro, whose short legs were dangling beside him, and laughed.

"Doro, do you understand what 'etiquette' is?"

"It should be... words and actions that make people feel comfortable!" Little Doro gave an answer that wasn't really an answer.

"Yes and no." Qiu Hai smiled and wagged his finger.

"For ordinary people, etiquette is just this. But for those who create etiquette, it is an educational behavior that internalizes rules into behavioral norms."

"Hmm, I don't understand." Doro peeled a sweet orange and popped it into his mouth, speaking in a muffled voice.

"Well, all you need to know is that etiquette, at any time, is a set of rules that superiors demand subordinates follow. But for people of equal status..."

His gaze, peering through the room's window, locked onto a distorted figure outside the door, and he chuckled softly.

"We stand here; this is the greatest courtesy we can show!"

In an instant, Yi Jiu's body trembled and he staggered backward. He seemed to have seen something unbelievable. He screamed and shouted, and then disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Qiu Hai's gaze followed him until he completely disappeared, and at the same time, he finally awaited the arrival of the 'master' of this place.

This is the Village of the Rich, a small place located 80 kilometers away from Morioh. There is a legend that anyone who moves here, regardless of their status, will quickly become rich and powerful.

Because the master of this place is the 'Mountain God', and in the JOJO worldview, the existence of a god is undoubtedly the greatest. No matter what kind of Stand user you are, even if you are DIO who was created by Heaven or even went to Heaven, you cannot affect the 'god'.

But in Qiu Hai's view, there is no such thing as a pantheon in this world. Those high-dimensional beings or those who possess immortal power and call themselves gods do not exist here.

The so-called gods, all gods, possess countless forms due to the fantasies and stories of mortals. But fundamentally, in the eyes of Qiu Hai, the supreme god, they all have only one form and only one name.

The Collective Unconsciousness of the World - The Light of Dimensions

The punishment he received was merely for violating the rule that the 'Mountain God' projected by the light of the plane was being punished—rudeness deserves death, and to disrespect a guest as a servant, regardless of the reason, is the greatest breach of etiquette!

As Qiu Hai said, the friendship and standing together as equals is the greatest courtesy.

At this moment, through the Mountain God, Qiu Hai finally established a connection with the Light of the Dimension.

In an instant, they exchanged countless messages. Qiu Hai understood the meaning of the dimensional light and also understood the conditions offered by each other.

Yes, the Main God Space can be entered here, and Qiu Hai and the Light of the Planes can reach a cooperation agreement.

But in return, Qiu Hai also needs to help the Light of the Plane to resolve some of the symphonies he has composed for his predetermined destiny.