My Income Multiplier System Novels & Stories

Seeing that we'd grasped the results, Mark smiled and said, "Alright, I'll get back to work." "Sure," Julian responded, watching Mark leave. He then patted my shoulder. "Time to snap out of it." "I already found it unbelievable when I earned half a million, but my income actually multiplied sixfold!" "That's because this market is much bigger than we imagined." I fully agreed with him. "I hope the income can stay at this level in the future. That way, in just a few months, I'll have earned enough to take care of my mom and me for the rest of our lives.

“MPC is 0.75. Tax is 0.2. So total leakages from the system are 0.25 + 0.2 = 0.45.” Luke caught on. “So the multiplier is 1 divided by 0.45. That’s around 2.22.” Richard leaned forward. “Now, multiply that with the new government spending. 2.22 times $100 million is…” Adrian jumped in, “That’s $222 million extra.” “So,” Luke added, “Add that to the old GDP of $800 million. That gives…” “$1.022 billion!” the three of them shouted together. The screen paused.

I stared blankly at the three dollars on the table, then looked at the helping of pasta in my mother, Natasha Murray's hands. The room suddenly fell silent, with only the tick-tock of the wall clock echoing in the room. "Mom, what did you say?" I asked, my voice trembling. Mom placed my plate in front of her and elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin. "I said, if you want a second helping of pasta, you need to pay three dollars. If you don't pay, I'll pour this helping away. This family has implemented a new rule starting this year—the income-based rationing system."

"Eight thousand. My father's net worth is in the millions of dollars. You don't know how much I am prepared to drop today just to see you walk out empty-handed" There was a small pause where one of his followers whispered something to him. The man smiled, but there was no humor in it. "You can say whatever you like. That doesn't mean you can afford it." Adam met his gaze. "That's not your concern. Ten thousand." [Perception Increased: 25%] The number hung in the air. A few nearby customers had started paying attention. Not openly, but enough for the system to increase the multiplier from nine to fifteen.

Aaron had attempted to explain to her where the funding actually came from, but she didn’t really understand it, and eventually he had just said, “Governments, private citizens who want protection, and investments are our main sources of income.” Initially, she found out that Aaron handled payroll for everyone—in the world—by himself. That didn’t work for her. She took on the Hunters, found someone to create an automated program that would pay everyone the same unless a raise was manually entered, and also found someone to add the new recruits in each month in every area. Meagan handled the Kansas City office for her. So, once a month, she ran the program and looked for changes, checked them