My five ghostly husbands
Chapter 99 Connections

Chapter 99: Chapter 99 Connections

No matter how great your products or ideas are, you won’t get noticed until you start marketing. And even if you do get noticed, it will take time. Ruby knew this well—marketing was the key to everything.

Here, though, the situation was even trickier. Many people in this world didn’t have phones or easy ways to discover new businesses. She needed to do something unique, something memorable that would imprint her brand in people’s minds.

Brand. The word lingered in her thoughts. Yes, she needed to create a brand. Something people could recognize and trust.

But for that, she needed her PIC card first. Without it, she couldn’t register her business name or even think about official branding. Her lips pressed into a thin line as she remembered the "generous" gift from the government witches. Hmph. If I didn’t need that PIC card so badly, I wouldn’t have even bothered to help them recover their data.

Still, they had mentioned privileges for her assistance. She smirked at the thought. Fine. I’ll use that privilege to ensure my business name is registered as soon as possible.

It didn’t matter if she didn’t get a material reward from the government witches. She was going to gain something far more valuable—connections. Connections that she would make sure to use to their fullest potential.

The more she thought about it, the more her confidence grew. Ruby smirked to herself, her red eyes gleaming with determination. They might think they’ve given me nothing, but I’ll turn it into everything.

Ruby had seen it before—so many people with brilliant ideas and great products who had fallen, unable to climb back up and she didn’t want to end up like this.

They suffered not because their ideas weren’t good enough, but because they lacked the resources, strategy, or the ability to market themselves effectively.

She didn’t want to end up like that.

The thought sent a shiver through her as she stared at her fabric, her hands still for a moment. I can’t let that happen to me, she thought firmly. Her past life had taught her one crucial lesson: having talent or ideas wasn’t enough. Execution and visibility were just as important.

Here, in this new world, she couldn’t rely on advanced technology, flashy campaigns, or a large team to back her up. Everything rested on her shoulders, and she had to figure it out herself.

But I’ll do it, she thought, her grip tightening on the fabric. Even if it’s slow at first, even if people don’t notice me right away, I’ll make them see. I’ll make sure my work speaks for itself.

"However, wife, the Diamond Moon Festival is coming, and you can sell at the fair on that day," Julian added, his voice calm but filled with a hint of encouragement.

Ruby’s eyes widened slightly as images from the original owner’s memories flashed vividly in her mind.

The Diamond Moon Festival—a day unlike any other. At exactly midnight, the moon would transform, becoming brighter and more radiant than Ruby could ever remember from Earth. The light wasn’t just bright; it was sparkling, as though the moon had turned into a massive, celestial diamond, showering the world below with its dazzling glow.

In villages, towns, and cities, people celebrated this festival with great excitement.

It wasn’t just an event; it was a deeply spiritual and joyous occasion. Many villagers believed the gods themselves blessed the land on this day. Families would gather to wear new clothes, pray for prosperity, and indulge in the festivities. The highlight of the celebration was the grand fair, where vendors sold everything from food and trinkets to handmade crafts. It was a vibrant display of community and culture.

The fair wasn’t just about shopping—it was full of life. Bright lanterns lit up the stalls, laughter echoed everywhere, and the smell of fresh sweets filled the air. For one day, the village turned into a magical place, full of excitement and happiness.

Ruby’s eyes lit up at the thought. This festival was within a month, giving her just enough time to prepare.

The original owner of this body had loved this festival. Memories came to Ruby’s mind—standing on the old arched bridge with her parents, watching the moonlight sparkle on the surface of the clear red river below. The river, glowing under the bright moon, looked like flowing light, its red color shining softly beneath the silver glow. It was a beautiful sight that left everyone in awe.

Ruby could feel the joy of the original owner—the laughter as her parents shared sweets with her, the warm squeeze of her father’s hand as they admired the glowing river together, and her mother’s gentle smile as she handed her a sugar-dusted treat.

On this special day, everyone in the village shared sweets with their neighbors, spreading kindness and joy. Children ran around with sparkling toys, their laughter filling the air, while couples strolled hand in hand, enjoying the magical moonlit night.

Ruby snapped back to the present, but a heavy weight settled on her heart. She felt a deep wave of emotion from the original owner—so much sadness and despair. The feelings were overwhelming, and soon, blurry memories flashed through her mind.

Shouts. Blood. So much blood. Loud cries and foggy, unclear scenes filled her head.

Her heart began to race, pounding hard in her chest, and a sharp pain shot through her head. She clutched at her temples, trying to steady herself, but the pain didn’t stop.

Suddenly, she felt cool water splashing on her face.

"Wife... wife, are you okay?" a voice called out urgently.

She opened her eyes and saw three faces close to hers—Julian, Milo, and Karl, all looking at her with concern written across their faces. She took a deep, shaky breath, her chest rising and falling heavily as she tried to calm herself. The worry in their eyes didn’t go unnoticed, but for now, she could only focus on catching her breath.

"What happened to me?" she asked, her voice shaky, her face damp with sweat.

—To be continued...🪄

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