Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint 161

After walking along the flow, a large factory appeared on the outskirts of District 15. It was a clothing packet factory that had a couple of them in each city.

A large factory constantly devoured people. already can't resist We, who were in the flow of people, headed into the factory as if being sucked in.

A clothing factory that processes alchemy fabric into clothing packets.

It is a very labor intensive facility. Numerous people had to hang on to process the alchemy fabric, and even a brief delay in one stage could cause a setback in the next stage, so no matter how many workers there were, there was not enough.

In other words, it is a place that welcomes even one-day labor.

“… therefore. Do you mean that you want to work for just one day?”

The work supervisor overseeing the laborer frowned and took turns looking at me and the captain. I replied with a smile.

“Right.”

“what the. What you say when you come with a woman by your side in peace… .”

The overseer, who was dissatisfied and grunted at the thought of smashing the gang somehow, showed great interest in the captain who was at least dressed up.

“I'm not the Superintendent,” he said, glancing at Captain.

“You wouldn’t expect a normal pay while doing day-trip work. The daily rate is 70% of the normal rate. Hey, you go to rail 7 and follow the directions. And girl, you'd be perfect if you were a model. Go to the try-on room to try on a sample clothing packet.”

It doesn't really matter who you use. No, it's better to use an Aki avatar than a person. He had a private desire to point out Captain Gu Tae-yeo.

So, how do you respond? While I was thinking for a moment. The captain shook his head without a second thought.

“I refuse.”

“denial? Did you say no, now?”

“Positive. The main building is responsible for managing that man, or equivalent supervision. Therefore, he cannot be away from him for a long time.”

The captain spoke as if it were the truth to be followed.

The outright refusal made the supervisor, who is in power in this district, unhappy.

'A low-class person who came to do day-trip labor just lifted his head in front of me, who was given the role of a supervisor in recognition of his abilities among second-level citizens? It seems that there is nothing scary in the world… for a moment. Don't you have anything to be afraid of?'

And the person responsible for placing this man in the position of supervisor proved his ability with this.

'This stiff attitude. unique way of speaking. Perhaps? officer?'

The supervisor's head, who sensed the crisis, turned taut.

Even though it's a factory, a technician dispatched from the military is also responsible for it. Since it is a large-scale factory near the city, the positions of the dispatched technicians are quite high, but… That's right, a technologist, at the very least, an officer-level.

Compared to the officer-level technical officer, the military-level officer who is directly involved in war is literally his or her strength.

How much less is he a supervisor appointed by an engineer. A mere existence with entrusted authority.

Not even a technical officer, only a level 2 citizen could not dare to fight against it.

'Ah, maybe… Don't think! You idiot, there's no way an ordinary person would suddenly come at a time like this and make an outrageous request! Always assume the worst and move!'

The supervisor, who was awakened, suddenly took a more solemn expression and said:

“Then there is nothing you can do. I'll put you two together. Go to rail number seven.”

The military is also a place where people live, so there may be fools who do not know the subject and use their power in vain.

But such a person is usually the first to be taken to the labor camp.

“If you have the magical power to manipulate Aki’s avatar, I’ll assign it to you. Workers with magical powers are precious. Is it possible?”

“I've never done it before, but I can use magic.”

“Then it will be possible. Here, let this Aki Avatar use your magic.”

The supervisor asked politely, pointing to Aki Avatar, a human figure that looked like a mannequin.

A captain is a captain in his own right, and he is a wizard who can use not only ceremonial magic, but also unique magic. There was no way he couldn't get Aki Avatar to work.

As soon as the captain touched his hand, a blue line sprang up according to the mannequin's Aki avatar. The alchemy fabric that covered the mannequin along the center line loosened and collapsed.

Soon, the alchemy fabric that covered the whole body was woven and compressed into one small packet.

A quick and swift transformation that only those with sufficient magical powers can show.

The supervisor swallowed.

'f*ck. This magic is at the level of a certain wizard.'

The supervisor lifted the paperwork to his face and pretended to write something down. I don't want to show my face to the captain even now.

“If this is enough, I can leave you with one rail. Let's go to rail 11 together. If you ask me to take over the avatar, you will understand.”

'It was going to be f*cked up. There's no way people who use magic like this are ordinary people. No, even a normal person can be at a higher level than me if he has this kind of talent. I'm glad I put the cause of being a model, but in case… .'

A supervisor in a cold sweat on his back.

very smart friend I wish my friend Anton had only half of him.

Desperately avoiding his gaze, I approached him, leaned back slightly and whispered into his ear.

“You are lucky, Director. That’s right.”

He wasn't happy at all when he found out that he had the right answer. He just longed for them to pass quickly.

As I left the room and closed the door, the supervisor's thoughts came through the gap.

'… Let's be careful in the future.'

The work was simply hard.

Thousands of people stood on either side of an ordinary conveyor belt. An alchemy fabric was placed in front of them, and the workers cut or folded the fabric according to their role and sent it to the next person.

When the alchemy fabric, which gradually formed into clothes through people like this, was placed in front of me and the captain, I put it on my avatar and sent a signal.

Then the Captain uses his magical powers to turn the clothes into packets and put them in a box.

One hundred clothes packets.

I closed the lid of the box full of packets and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

who am i why are you here

I certainly wouldn't have been born to do this. It's said that doll play was a long time ago. But why do you still have to dress the doll?

But the conveyor belt kept spinning and the work never seemed to end. New fabrics keep pouring in front of us.

Finally, unable to bear it, I secretly called the captain.

“Whoa. It's a little hard, isn't it? How about doing it in moderation and jumping?”

“No, it’s bearable enough.”

But the captain didn't look tired at all.

No, even though he was tired, his eyes twinkled and he was more focused on his mission.

'It's enjoyable. Much better than sitting still in a windowless room and accessing the golem. Every time the main building completes a mission and fills a chest, it seems to be revisiting its meaning step by step.'

Oh, I didn't think of this.

The captain was a signalman who alone endured the harshest labor of any factory.

He never even expressed it, but he has the amount of mana that he can continuously synchronize with the Synchro Type Golem for about a full day. The military treated him strangely, but he was quite an elite.

'It's a hundred! The main building stacked a hundred, but what more than canned beans! The main building is someone who can make a hundred things!'

Military, I don't know if you were protecting the captain or trying to use it, but I know one thing.

you are bad

I sighed and went back to work.

After such a tedious time, something seemed to hang on to the clock.

“Avatar Joe, work done. Let's go to work now!”

When the supervisor shouted, the workers who were touching the avatar questioned the supervisor, wondering.

“Isn’t it an hour earlier than usual? You can still squeeze a little more… .”

'If you say you'll send it out early, you'll be right or wrong. Here's an officer, officer! You don't have to send the officer in first!'

Although his intentions were completely different, the supervisor answered calmly and weakly.

“Today is a day of sparse magic. Thanks to the new guy, I've met my quota, and it's difficult if you guys who deal with magic fall down. Let’s shift a little earlier today.”

“When did you think of that?”

“Noisy!”

“Yeah, even if that’s the case, if you go now, the crew… .”

“I’ll hit you all!”

“thank you! Goodbye!”

The laborers, who had an hour of precious leisure, went out as if they were running out of the low tide.

Supervisor, you have a good look.

Contrary to his guess, we were just here to play, but we don't need to tell you.

I called the captain, who was still busy compressing into packets. The captain glanced at the unfilled box as if regretfully.

“I’m sorry. It was a chance to fill five hundred. The achievements of a lifetime that will never come again… .”

Again, the military is bad for you.

The time when the sun rising in the middle of the sky is about to pass over there. Having gained some free time, we received a daily wage and left the factory.

Considering that day labor is usually beaten, the supervisor gave the crew quite generously. It was double the amount of an ordinary laborer, but it was not an excessive amount because he actually exceeded his quota thanks to the captain.

The captain, feeling proud of the money he earned on his own, walked with a brisk pace, holding the pension coin in his arms. She may not be aware of it, but her golden hair and skirt fluttered lightly with every step she took.

“Are you making money for the first time? Why do you like me so much?”

“It's the first time I've ever been paid here. That's the weight of money… .”

“Ah, yes. Soldiers are paid a lump sum by the Ministry of Veterans Affairs, right?”

“Positive. Because I don't have to spend a separate salary while serving in the military… .”

Because of the existence of alchemy, no money other than alchemy can exist in the world.

This is because banknotes and bills have no value in the face of alchemy that mimics even gold.

At least, it is a military state that has the administration of the whole country in its hands, so the Ministry of Veterans Affairs pays salaries in the form of bills or pensions. torn to pieces

“By the way, Pi was quite a captain.”

“denial. He’s definitely a captain, not his own.”

“If I didn’t spend money and saved up, there would be quite a lot of money left.”

“Positive.”

“What do you want to do with that money? Is there anything you want to achieve?”

Was it because I realized it was money I earned through sweat?

The captain, who cherished the crew he earned today, thought seriously about my question.

'The main building is a level 3 citizen. You have the right to inherit, but you have no property to receive, and you cannot leave any property to future generations. In the first place, there is no one to leave any fortune. When the main building dies, all of its property will be incinerated.'

Oh oh. I finally got my mind there.

show me now

Life is resistance. It is a fight to protect and maintain my small and fragile microcosm against the fierce and menacing outside.

When one truly loses something, the living have no choice but to resist.

'Even if the money paid by the military authorities to the main building is incinerated and returned to the military, there will be no regrets. If that money could do something better, if it goes back to others who rejoice in trivial fortunes.'

But the communicators didn't seem to know that.

Really, you were bad.

It's said that the chance is three or three times, but if it's this bad, wouldn't it be okay to perish?

'By the way, I'm glad I have an enemy in the facility where the main building grew up. If the main building dies during the mission, compensation will be paid. It's nothing like a legacy, but the main building gives to the younger brothers… It will be my last gift.'

Soldiers are encouraged to marry.

The reason, simply put, is property.

If you don't use it, you accumulate wealth. Then what if you die? burned as it is.

However, you cannot go to the Ministry of Veterans Affairs and ask for a lump sum payment and keep it somewhere. If you get caught, it's labor.

A family is essential even for the immediate consumption of the salary earned. The Ministry of Veterans Affairs doesn't stop families from getting salaries for them.

Therefore, many of the soldiers started a family at a young age.

What if I easily created a family and then I die and I can't take responsibility? No need to worry though.

There will be no inheritance, but death compensation is paid.

More money than any legacy.

The soldier, who has no choice but to think about after death, puts all of his energy into leaving a family.

'It's a little sad that this has happened. If the main building had been married, would it have been possible to leave behind a little more?'

Still, at least it brought about positive changes.

leaving behind.

The least aspiration of the one who accepted the death that will come someday.

The captain, unwittingly tasting the desperate desire that had blossomed in his heart, embraced the penny in the envelope carefully and answered.

“… It is confidential.”

I didn't ask any more. Today was enough.

So, it was a way to walk back down the slowly dying street.

Every corner of the market was noisy. The corner of the market, where various voices should be mixed, was filled with only chaotic murmurs today.

The gathered people looked around as if asking for help, then suddenly found me and immediately shouted.

“hey! Hughes! It’s a big deal!”

Reading the thoughts, I quickly realized what had happened in half a beat, but for now, mind-reading didn't help much.

“Anna was beaten hard… !”

Because it was quickly revealed without even having to read the thoughts.

As we approached through the crowd, we found Anna collapsed with bruises all over her face and arms.

Anna, who stood out with her reluctance, was now lying with a pale face like a critically ill person.

As I let the captain run away with a change of complexion, I scratched my head as I looked at Anna who had fainted.

Wow.

You've really become a bitch while I'm away.

Anyway, who cooks the rice?

I was looking forward to dinner.