He is Already a Tycoon at a Young Age! - Chapter 40



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Episode 40

Episode 40 – He who controls comics controls the universe!

“Isn’t this what you wanted? Hitler, the righteous warrior who triumphed over the evil swindler!”

Hurst’s laughter could be heard over the phone.

“Thanks to the news you broke, our sales have increased significantly. Thank you.”

“I have nothing to say.”

I found myself laughing without realizing it.

Hearst did as I asked.

More than I wanted, actually.

“But when this thing blew up, it blew up too big.”

The Ponzi scheme rocked America.

On an absurdly large scale.

Attacks by other immigrant entrepreneurs, a fierce battle for the truth, and Ponzi’s escape.

It has all the elements of a fun story.

‘Did we underestimate Hearst’s ability to publicize?’

The amount of damage was inflated by more than three times.

“Our staff calculated that if the accounts had not been frozen in time, there would have been enormous social damage. And that’s included.”

Hurst said in a calm tone.

“All the companies that invested money there must have gone bankrupt. Shouldn’t that be included as well?”

“As expected, I can’t match Mr. Hurst’s skills.”

Hearst burst into laughter after hearing what I said.

“If it weren’t for you, most of the funds would have been lost in the first place. This is a fact that even the experts agree on.”

Well, that’s not wrong.

The essence of a Ponzi scheme is to run away with the investment funds once they have been raised to their maximum.

Ponzi never received a single penny as his accounts were frozen due to my accusation.

“Hey, Hitler. Keep in touch with me often. If you leave the work to me, it will benefit you too…”

Hurst added.

“Wouldn’t it be beneficial for me too? In America, people are supposed to help each other. While we’re on the subject, why don’t you stop by my house?”

“I’ll stop by later when I have time. Right now, I have a lot of issues to deal with.”

I’m having a hard time dealing with all the attention being poured on me right now.

I have to stop by the White House again.

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“Yeah, enjoy it while it’s popular. Americans are so fickle.”

Hurst said.

“The god you worship changes every week. When you are at the top, extract as much profit as possible.”

“You don’t have to worry about that part. I plan on staying at the top for a while.”

“Confidence is good. Well, if you need my help at any time, just contact me. It’s my job to create even if there are no issues.”

“I will continue to contact you frequently in the future.”

There are still so many issues I want to bring up.

I think the first episode got too much attention.

Well, it wouldn’t be bad to continue the mood like this.

I put the phone down.

‘The more famous you become, the more humble you need to appear.’

Who would you call a 20th century American hero?

That’s Charles Lindbergh.

A pilot succeeds in flying solo from New York to Paris without landing.

Lindbergh enjoyed greater popularity than any other American.

‘Humility played a part.’

Lindbergh never wrote and sold an autobiography, nor did he make money by appearing in movies.

Even after becoming famous, he continued to do charity work.

‘Of course he was handsome too.’

Hitler wasn’t that ugly.

I also need to show myself as humble and fresh as possible.

‘By the way, wasn’t Charles Lindbergh pro-German?’

You must be in school by now. I’ll have to look into it later.

Lindbergh, if only I could sponsor him…

Couldn’t the transatlantic event also succeed faster than its original history?

At that time, I was lost in thought.

Richter came into the office.

“Alp. Aren’t you ready yet? The tea is ready.”

“I’m going out now.”

He muttered while picking up his fedora.

The White House again.

‘It looks like we’re going to the house next door to play.’

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White House

“The Treasury Department is on the east side of the White House. Just follow me.”

“Mr. Hitler, please come this way. The Finance Minister will be here shortly…”

“You can just wait a little longer over here. There’s someone in this office right now…”

“You have done a great job. The wealth of the American people…”

Handshake, greeting.

Handshake, greeting.

Shake hands again and say hello.

As I passed through the passage, officials and ministers approached me and asked to shake my hand.

In some offices, there was even applause.

This is so burdensome I could die.

I’d rather be hanging out with the sheep outside the White House.

It wasn’t like this last time I came.

“T-T-T I’m going to collapse before I even get to the Treasury. I guess I’ll just have to get over it now.”

“I agree.”

“Sir, is there a doctor in the White House? I don’t want to be recorded as someone walking and dying here.”

Richter sighed and muttered.

I exchanged greetings and became familiar with their faces. New faces kept coming up to me.

‘Is the power of the media this great?’

In this era, there was no such thing as the Internet.

The media determines public perception.

Depending on how it is reported, the same person can be either a traitor who sold out his country or a patriot who saved his country.

“Mr. Adolf Hitler. I have heard much from Governor Coolidge.”

A man with a stern expression extended his hand. Treasury Secretary David Houston.

He is the Minister of Finance.

I never thought I would receive a letter of appreciation from the Minister after the First Lady.

“If Mr. Hitler had not stepped forward this time, there would have been hundreds of thousands of victims. There is no need to even mention the amount of damage.”

“Thank you, Minister.”

“It is only natural that we present a certificate of appreciation to Herr Hitler today…”

“Isn’t there one more person besides me?”

“Ha, there’s one more? Who?”

Richter whispered next to me.

This guy also has an innocent side.

“Who else is next to me right now besides you?”

“me?”

Richter’s eyes widened.

“I’ll go too, get a certificate of appreciation?”

“I asked the White House. They said they wouldn’t come unless they gave it to you. You were the one who worked the hardest this time.”

I just walked around with Coolidge and took pictures.

Didn’t he ever think that he would receive it too?

“I can’t be the only one who becomes famous. You should also try being harassed by reporters.”

“Bird, come to think of it, it might be better not to accept it…”

The finance minister interrupted, clearing his throat.

“I misspoke. Mr. Hitler. Mr. Richter. It is only natural that I should award you two with a certificate of appreciation. Please wait a moment. The President will be here in person.”

He’s the president.

I think you said that last time but didn’t come.

“Is the First Lady coming again?”

“Oh, I guess so. He’ll probably pretend to be busy again.”

Just then, muscular men in suits entered the room.

After that…

“Mr. Adolf Hitler. Mr. Ernst Richter. Welcome to the White House.”

Woodrow Wilson staggered toward the scene, supported by his wife.

“I invited you last time, but I didn’t show my face. I’ll take this opportunity to apologize.”

For a moment, my breath was taken away.

I thought you were definitely lying in bed.

A dignified yet friendly impression, like the principal.

Has your condition improved in the meantime?

Wilson stood before me with a gentle smile.

“I read the book written by Mr. Hitler. He was a very good man. And above all… he fought in the German army, but he supported the League of Nations?”

“Yes, I support it.”

I answered with a smile.

I guess I can’t just say no now.

Is this enough lip service?

“The League of Nations is arguably the greatest invention of the United States.”

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New York

West and Eve Street

“You said that sales increased more than fivefold this time?”

The woman asked, placing a coffee cup in front of her husband.

“Yesterday, my neighbor Becks came by and asked if I had any spare stock. I heard that among the kids, even used ones are sold at a high price.”

“Yesterday, I caught someone stealing inventory from the warehouse.”

Gunsback said with a sly grin.

He picked up the coffee cup in front of him.

The magazine he runs,

Radio news.

As Tesla’s radio gained popularity, his magazines also began selling like hotcakes.

But the latest issue, published last week, is on a different level.

A whopping five times more.

As word of mouth spread, stock sold out in no time.

Even other newspapers mentioned Gunsback’s magazine.

It was the biggest success I’ve had in the past few years running the magazine.

“It’s really amazing. I enjoyed reading it, but I didn’t expect it to be this much…”

“Dad! Is there anything else to this cartoon?!”

A little girl ran into the living room holding a magazine.

“I haven’t received the next episode yet. Is it that fun?”

“Yes! Can’t you ask me to draw it quickly?”

“Dad, let me tell you something.”

“I want a lightsaber and a spaceship like Rocket Man! And a talking cat!”

The girl moved her hands as if she was driving a car.

“I thought only boys would like things like lightsabers.”

“There’s also a female character who fights alongside the main character. Doesn’t it feel very different from other comics?”

Mrs. Gunsback said.

She sat next to her husband, holding the child in her arms.

“A talking cat born in a lab. How could kids not like that?”

As she said that, she opened the magazine.

A cartoon drawn in black and white.

The protagonist, carrying a rocket on his back, escapes from an exploding planet in a spaceship.

Beneath it was a signature in a unique handwriting.

“Sicklgruber? That’s a unique name. Are you a German painter?”

“It’s a pen name. It was drawn by a pretty famous person… I think you might know it, right?”

“I know you too? Who are you?”

“It’s a secret.”

Gunsback stroked his chin, lost in thought.

When Hitler first proposed the investment, he didn’t think much of it.

Hitler was Tesla Radio’s largest shareholder.

‘I thought you were taking over the magazine to promote your own business.’

When he refused, Hitler suddenly sent him the manuscript for a cartoon.

A unique title: Rocketman.

‘He said that Cyclegruber was his pen name.’

Not only was the story itself interesting, it was also full of all kinds of innovative ideas.

Satellites the size of planets, AI controlling spaceships, biotechnology, alien empires, and more.

‘It looks like a picture of Hitler himself… There are some awkward parts to the character, but it’s not that strange.’

It was unlikely that someone so famous would tell a lie that would be exposed so quickly.

“I mean, the Earth Republic from the comics. Doesn’t it look like the Weimar Republic?”

“The Weimar Republic?”

“It was established after the collapse of the empire. It also emphasized freedom and equality the most. Of course, it was much more stable than the Weimar Republic.”

In Hitler’s cartoons, Earth was a democratic world government.

A utopia where there is no discrimination based on race or gender, and even intelligent animals.

The protagonist fights against tyrannical alien dictators.

“A mysterious group of warriors who protect the peace of the universe. No matter how you look at it, it’s a unique setting. It feels like ancient Rome. No, maybe it’s Germanic culture?”

“Then how about serializing it officially? You’ll probably get more subscribers.”

“It’s a comic set in the future… I’ve definitely never seen anything of this quality.”

Adolf Hitler.

An unidentified German who founded the Advanced Institute of Inventions and supported Tesla.

‘A person like that even draws cartoons like this?’

I couldn’t even guess what kind of person he was.

Gunsback sat up with a faint smile.

“I think it would be okay to meet up and talk about it.”