I Became an Officer in Another World in Just 5 Minutes - Chapter 208

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Episode 208

“Nice to meet you. But it looks like you were sleeping, I hope I didn’t wake you up because of me.”

“Haha, how could I be sleeping during work hours? I was just closing my eyes for a moment to organize my work-related thoughts.”

He’s lying without changing his expression at all, which is quite bewildering.

‘You were even snoring.’

And even now, there’s an eye mask hanging around his neck.

If this isn’t someone who was sleeping, then what would it be?

“Walden, this guy may not look like it, but he’s created many hit products. He’s especially the industry’s top expert in children’s products.”

Listening to Marco’s explanation, something didn’t quite match up.

‘This guy who can’t even shave his beard properly targets young children?’

Maybe he misspoke about a shut-in, it’s enough to make me doubt my ears for a moment.

“Haha, this is quite embarrassing.”

“Didn’t the war play set you released this time also become a huge hit? I heard it’s sold out and impossible to get.”

“Yes, that’s why we’re currently expanding our production factory.”

From what I’m hearing, he really does seem to be a very capable person.

‘Well, that’s why he can be a team leader and sleep in the office without anyone saying anything.’

The Product Development Team is somewhat similar to a securities company.

Even if you work hard all day, if your profit margin is negative, you’re useless.

If you can wander around here and there and then work for 10 minutes to generate profit, you’re an excellent employee.

“It must be hectic. Anyway, we need some people to help the Young Master and work together.”

Marco’s gaze naturally turned toward me.

“Could you perhaps explain what kind of item it is? That way, confident people can step forward.”

“Yes, what we’re trying to develop this time is an ambulance carriage aimed at supplying to the military.”

Since this wasn’t my first time explaining, I smoothly told them the big picture.

A speech of about 5 minutes.

It felt quite short, but the reaction was.

“I’ll give it a try.”

“I have experience designing carriages. If you give me the opportunity, I’ll do my best to help.”

“I can handle the medical equipment side.”

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Most of the dozens of team members rushed forward saying they’d do it.

This is quite bewildering.

‘What is it, why are they so interested?’

And this wasn’t just the Product Development Team.

“If I didn’t have my current work, I’d participate, what a shame.”

Seeing Marco speak as if he truly regretted it.

This seems to have some appeal.

‘What’s the attractive point here?’

It probably isn’t sales.

‘Then what’s left is reputation.’

Certainly a carriage that saves lives in war.

There is something appealing about it.

‘Or maybe it’s more attractive precisely because sales aren’t important?’

The Product Development Team has to stress about sales when they don’t come in.

But this isn’t that kind of thing, is it?

Plus the opportunity to work together with me, the successor.

Looking at it again, it doesn’t seem bad.

‘Then I need to choose from here.’

I’d like to have everyone design one and bring it to me, but they’re too high-level personnel for that.

“Is there anyone here who has a medical license by any chance?”

Obviously there wouldn’t be, but I asked just in case.

Surprisingly, exactly one person raised their hand.

“I do have a medical license.”

Our sleeping team leader Walden.

He who absolutely shouldn’t enter an operating room was raising his hand.

“You have a medical license…?”

“Yes, I got it when I was at the Academy because I was bored and kept auditing classes.”

“Oh…”

He says it as if it’s really nothing special.

It’s just absurd.

‘I know becoming a doctor here is tough too.’

Of course it’s not like South Korea where top students do it, but you still need to be somewhat smart.

Especially the licensing exam is known to be quite difficult.

“Then could you perhaps participate in developing the ambulance carriage?”

Since we need at least one person with medical knowledge for ambulance carriage design, license holders are definitely first priority.

Since everyone said they wanted to do it, I naturally expected him to nod.

But his reaction was the complete opposite of my expectation.

“I’d like to help, but I have too much work lately…”

Walden showing reluctance.

What could be so busy for someone who sleeps soundly during work hours?

“Couldn’t you somehow make time even by splitting it up? This is really important work.”

Since it depends on how late I go to the Western Front.

By my standards, this could be considered more important than anything else in this world.

“Hmm, but even if this is made well, the sales won’t be great, right?”

It seems being busy was an excuse, and from his expression he looked completely uninterested.

“It’s a project beyond sales.”

“If there’s no money in it, my blood doesn’t boil… And I prefer working alone, so it probably won’t suit you.”

Continued rejection.

I turned my head to look at Marco.

‘Bro, isn’t there some way to handle this?’

Marco, who understood my request for support, thought for a moment and then spoke.

“If the Young Master says to do it, you’ll do it.”

“Of course I also…”

“If the ambulance carriage succeeds in being supplied to the military, it’ll be evaluated as something beyond sales and performance bonuses will be paid. Got it?”

Only then did Walden’s expression brighten a bit.

As expected, the problem was money.

“But I have a lot of work right now, so if I do this too, I’ll have to work overtime…”

“Double overtime pay during the project period.”

Marco’s short and weighty words.

Only then did Walden nod his head.

“Sigh, if you put it that way, I understand. I’ll give it a try even if I have to grind my bones. Please take care of me, Young Master.”

Walden bowing his head toward me.

I couldn’t get a feel for how to deal with this man who was both rude and polite.

‘He’s… completely crazy about money. Is this why he’s the Product Development Team leader?’

I don’t usually lose to anyone in terms of materialism, but this person was on a different level.

“Then for the other team members…”

Since I couldn’t take too many people.

I completed the team by additionally bringing four people with abilities I thought necessary along with Walden’s advice.

“I don’t know how long it will take, but let’s work well together from now on.”

“Yes, please take care of us.”

“We’ll work hard!”

We entered the empty project office and exchanged greetings first.

‘Come to think of it, is this my first guild work?’

It’s disappointing that it’s not a garage, but what can I do.

I was born with a diamond spoon that surpasses even a gold spoon.

“Rather than that, please speak comfortably. You’re the Young Master of the Oclo Family and our team leader, aren’t you?”

Walden brought up the part I was internally worrying about first.

“Should I? Is everyone okay with that?”

“Yes! I’m fine with it.”

“I think that would be more comfortable too.”

Everyone had a positive atmosphere.

Well, even if they disliked it, how could they refuse here.

I’m the chairman’s son.

“Then let’s do that. Getting back to work, even if our ambulance design takes some time to complete, the first prototype needs to come out as quickly as possible.”

“May I ask why…?”

Since it wasn’t something I had mentioned earlier, one team member asked the reason with anxious eyes.

“It’s nothing major, but we need to show it to His Highness the Crown Prince before he goes to the Western Front.”

To get approval for this kind of thing quickly, naturally a person in power needs to see it.

‘What good would it do if the underlings see it.’

Given soldiers’ characteristics, there’s a very high probability they’d refuse even if you tell them ways to improve, saying it’s bothersome.

‘If the Crown Prince leaves for the Western Front, all that’s left is the Emperor. But I can’t reach that far.’

Although I don’t particularly like the Crown Prince, that gentleman likes me.

I need to make maximum use of this relationship.

“You mean His Highness the Crown Prince…?”

Walden showed a quite surprised reaction.

Well, of course he’d be surprised.

To anyone, the nobility are distant figures.

“Yeah, so we need to move a bit hastily. First, let me tell you the important points of the design.”

I went to the front of the blackboard and picked up chalk.

“The first is naturally putting in equipment needed for emergency treatment. And making it as lightweight as possible.”

It’s not like we’re going to perform surgery in the ambulance.

Basic treatment like hemostasis, suturing, and fragment extraction.

Even just that would definitely greatly increase survival rates.

“Besides this, is there anything essential for emergency treatment?”

I asked Walden, who supposedly has a license.

He pondered for a moment and then spoke.

“Um, wouldn’t that be enough? If we put in one fixed drawer, users will fill it with what they need themselves.”

An answer that didn’t seem much different from my knowledge.

I didn’t feel even a bit of expertise.

“Didn’t you say you had a license…?”

“I do have a license. But I really got it as a hobby… And it’s already been over 10 years.”

So he was saying it was a kind of unused license.

‘That’s scary.’

Since he hadn’t actively promoted his license to get in, it was awkward to say anything.

“I’ll go out this afternoon to buy and examine books related to emergency treatment.”

“Alright, I’ll ask you to do that.”

Still, seeing him say he’d do research, he definitely had a sense of responsibility.

‘If it really doesn’t work, I’ll have no choice but to bring in a few doctors with money.’

Actually, even bringing them wouldn’t help much.

Doctors in the capital are busy making money sitting down, they haven’t experienced the harsh situation of war.

‘Lieutenant Colonel Hannah would be perfect, but I lied saying it was almost complete.’

Anyway, this mouth of mine is the problem.

“The second is space utilization. One ambulance should be able to accommodate at least 4 people lying down.”

Looking at South Korean ambulances, it’s one person per vehicle.

But do you think we can provide that kind of VIP service during wartime?

Reality is cold and chaotic.

“We’ll need to put two bunk beds.”

“Right, that’s my thinking for now.”

“Two bunk beds plus medical equipment in drawers. Hmm.”

Walden seemed quite troubled, picking up a pencil and writing something on paper.

‘What’s he writing… Oh, just doodling.’

I remember reading something before about how that increases concentration.

“Lastly, it’s mobility. Even though it’s a carriage, we need to extract maximum speed.”

Actually, what I was saying felt somewhat strange even to me.

‘With two bunk beds and medical equipment, it also needs good mobility.’

Isn’t that almost like telling a singer they also need to study well?

“But since it has to be used in war, doesn’t it also need to be sturdy?”

“That… that’s right.”

I couldn’t deny Walden’s words.

And naturally, a new condition was added.

‘Put in all sorts of things, but it needs good mobility while being sturdy. Hmm, my conscience is shot.’

But what can I do.

Originally, inventions come from somehow patching up a shot conscience.

“This means we’ll probably need to use expensive wood. Are we free regarding unit cost?”

“We can set it somewhat high.”

State-led projects originally involve big spending.

‘And if the Crown Prince gives the okay, we just do it. Would budget review be strict?’

Only people in ambiguous positions are sensitive about every penny.

From above, they just pass it saying ‘It’s pocket change compared to magical devices, isn’t it?’

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