Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

Chapter 65: Luxurious Storage Box [1]

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"Block the entrance quickly! The building will collapse if this continues!"

The two craftsmen shouted at their disciples. This was a factory that had been renovated from a warehouse belonging to the Government-General.

How many intact buildings are there in Deliat, which is almost in ruins?

Of course, this place wasn't very sturdy either. With hundreds of people crowding in, it was enough to create an unsettling scene.

'If this continues, something big will happen. This won't work,'

I thought, watching the shaking factory. I picked up the gavel. It felt like if I didn't mediate directly, a major accident would occur.

Swoosh—!

I leaped into the air, crossed the crowd, and landed at the entrance of the factory.

Despite someone falling out of nowhere, the applicants paid no attention. They were too busy pushing in and trying to snatch bread from the disciples.

?The Beast's Heart Activates?

"Stop!"

I shouted, releasing a powerful shockwave along with a loud roar. Only then did the people stop moving.

"What is this? My body isn't listening to me."

"Ugh! It feels like I'm frozen."

"… … Huh! Huh!"

Most were simply shocked, but some went into a state of severe panic. I walked among them, twirling the gavel.

"Okay, follow along. Keep order."

"… … ."

I recited it in a solemn voice, but no one responded.

Of course, why would anyone follow the orders of someone they don't even know?

Instead, a strange antipathy began to creep up. Just as fierce expressions were starting to appear, the trembling voices of Quaitun and Raglas were heard. Soon, the crowd had to rethink their actions.

"Your Excellency, Governor!"

"What brings you to such a shabby place?"

Raglas' words felt a bit excessive, considering there was no area I did not touch, including the facilities and personnel arrangements of the Danhwan factory.

It seemed like he said that to flatter me. But it worked. The mood of the interviewees changed.

"The governor? He's so young."

"He just got a new job."

"It was so quiet that I thought he weren't here."

"But is it okay for us to talk like this in front of everyone?"

"Uh, ahem!"

Despite their hunger, they still had some sense of reason left.

In the Deliat Autonomous Territory, disobeying the Governor's orders would not just end in a guillotine.

"Maintain order," I said, staring at them with bleak eyes.

Finally, the expected reaction came.

"Keep order."

"Everyone, let's line up."

The people who had been arguing until just now moved in unison. Quaitun and Raglas looked at me with blank expressions.

"I thought dignity was just a rumor, but it really exists."

"It is truly an honor to work with you, Your Excellency the Governor."

It wasn't just because they had received some benefits. The loyalty of the two craftsmen already exceeded 60. That must mean the vision I showed was bright. I laughed off their gilding and went to the office.

"Let them in one by one."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The first interviewer was no different from the others. A shabby, skinny body. But the look in his eyes seemed quite useful.

'Ohh?'

I immediately brought up the information window.

**<Person Information>**

- Name: Donson

- Status: Commoner

- Relationship: No acquaintance.

- Status: Feeling guilty about having to beg for food every day, feeling no guilt about stealing, and being quite the money grabber.

- Overall Ability: D

'Wait a minute, what? A one-hit wonder?'

Just by looking at him, he was clearly on the verge of becoming a thief. If I hired someone like this, I could end up with a single ring.

The core process would be handled by craftsmen, but the packaging would ultimately be done by handymen.

The employees selected this time were only going to be mobilized for simple labor.

Rather than someone with outstanding abilities, a person with good spirit and kindness was best.

"Here, take the bread over there."

"Huh? You haven't asked any questions yet."

"That's enough for the interview. We don't have much time, so hurry up."

"Ah yes."

The interviewee, named Donson, walked out with a bewildered look on his face.

As expected, the information window was the best for filtering out the long-tail.

I could tell something was off-putting just by seeing his face.

Just look at that.

If I had chosen him only by looking at those sparkling eyes, I would have lost all the single rings.

Of course, I planned to thoroughly prepare myself, so I wouldn't be easily shaken off.

Although there were nearly a thousand participants, the interviews were completed in just one day. I selected 50 workers. Half of them had at least some experience with wood and were good with their hands.

Quaitun tilted his head after checking the people who had been chosen.

"If you have experience working with wood, may I ask why you chose that tree?"

It was a very cute gesture for a short man. I smiled and answered willingly.

"It's to make a storage box."

"Huh? Is there really a need for that?"

Until now, Cordyceps sinensis pills have been delivered wrapped in oiled paper.

This way, they will spoil less and be easier to transport. But now it was okay not to do that.

Anyway, i can leave them at room temperature for a long time. But there had to be a locker. Suddenly, I remembered the resonance box.

'It would be good to put several rings in a rectangular solid shell.'

"There is no one who does not know that Cordyceps sinensis Danhwan is a good health supplement for men."

"That's right."

"But what about the eastern part of the empire?"

"It's probably not well known. The single ring spoils quickly, and the raw materials even worse."

"You should be able to tell right away that this is a valuable item. Plus, it makes a great gift."

Once long-distance transportation became possible, marketing became essential.

Even if I say it's effective in words, they only hear the words of a herbalist.

It's only when something catches your eye that you become interested. In the first place, anyone who would buy Cordyceps Sinensis Danhwan would be vain.