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There was a storage container placed in a corner of the wasteland, seemingly intended as a resting place for laborers. Yeom Man-Gun and I sat down in the container and exchanged a conversation. It smelled slightly of earth, but it was a reasonably cozy space. Above all, I was comforted by the fact that no one was watching us.
"Well, Cult Leader, there ain't nothin' between you and me but open honesty. You see, this land here is..."
Yeom Man-Gun talked only about the land with an excited expression. He emphasized several times that the land he owned was of incredible quality, and it was truly a miracle that it still didn’t have an owner.
I nodded or chimed in appropriately, listening to his story.
"Well, now, the crucial question is, how do we make use of this land...?"
Yeom Man-Gun finally started talking about his business. He was currently running a soju factory and thought that engraving intoxication spells on mass-produced soju wouldn’t be profitable.
Instead, he wanted to build a new factory on this newly acquired land and use traditional distillation methods to produce premium soju. In other words, he wanted to upgrade and diversify his business, which didn’t sound like a bad idea.
However, there was one concern.
"Isn't there too high of a risk of failing? The profits won't outweigh the initial investment costs unless the liquor...
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