"Now, the Supreme Spiral Abyss Mining Company is hereby established!"

Lette crafted a set of executive desk and chair from the rocks near the Rat man Clan, comfortably sat on it, and placed a stack of papers beside him.

"I am the president of the Supreme Spiral Abyss Mining Company, and from now on, you shall call me—Boss."

"Boss?"

The old priest widened his eyes. Even after serving so many Demon Gods and using titles like Demon Lord, God, Divine Lord, Benefactor, the title Boss was undoubtedly the most peculiar.

"Now, you all need to report your work! One by one! Every single one of you rats!"

The old priest was even more bewildered. With trembling hands, he walked up to Lette: "Great God..."

"Call me Boss!"

"Yes...Boss. Our tribe has seven to eight thousand adult Rat men. If each one has to give a so-called work report, who knows how much time it will take."

Lette slapped the table: "As the Boss, if I'm not willing to spend time on my employees, how can I call myself a good boss?

What do you think I am, some kind of limited edition streetlight ornament?

Since there are so many people, it's even more important to not waste everyone's precious time.

Let's start with you!

What's your name, what are your skills, what work experience do you have previously?"

The old priest wobbled, but under Lette's extremely oppressive gaze, he immediately tried to stand up straight.

"I, I, I...I'm called Eribo, the only priest of the Rat man Clan. I've served thirteen Lord Demon Gods..."

After the old priest finished speaking, Lette nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, your work experience is very rich. Our company needs talents like you.

How about this, I'll make you the general manager of our company, responsible for conveying my orders and implementing my work instructions."

"Gen...General Manager?"

Old Priest Eribo didn't quite know what this position entailed, but it sounded pretty high up.

And for some reason, after this one-on-one work report inquiry, the old priest felt an unprecedented emotion spreading in his heart, nourishing his empty soul.

Looking at the serious and earnest Boss in front of him, General Manager Eribo felt valued, appreciated, and trusted.

This feeling, how wonderful, surpassing all food and clean water! It's intoxicating!

"Come, bring a stool over, let's review reports together."

"This, this, this, how do I deserve it? How can I...with you..."

"You're my general manager! Of course, you can!"

The old priest wasn't sure if a general manager could, but if the Boss said so, then he could!

So, the old priest managed to drag over a rock, uneasily sat beside Lette, and listened as the other rats reported one by one.

After going through the reports one by one, Old Priest Eribo was surprised to find that he seemed to not really know his people.

Or rather, he didn't know enough about them.

Some rats, he might remember their names, but what they were skilled at, what they liked, what jobs they could perform, he had no clue.

From the bottom of his heart, he felt that, like him, they were all cannon fodder, all expendables.

Just something that could be discarded without hesitation, one out of ten thousand others.

One among the total number of casualties, not needing so many annotations.

But now, as he truly began to face these people, listen to them speak, and explore their abilities, he gradually realized.

They were not born into this world just to be expendables.

Eribo looked at the Rat man Clan children frolicking in the distance and realized.

They were not brought into this world just to become a sacrificed number either.

At what point did we become so numb, ignoring everything, including our own lives?

Eribo secretly glanced at Lette, their Boss, beside him.

Live upright and true.

This phrase, he only now began to savor just a tiny bit of its taste.

"My name is Meatball, everyone calls me Meatball!"

The self-introduction of a robust Rat man snapped the old priest back to attention.

He took a look at the Rat man in front of him and quickly explained to Lette.

"Boss, this guy's real name is Baris. He's naturally strong and quite robust. Everyone likes to make fun of him and call him Meatball.

Boss, don't be fooled by his goofy demeanor; he's a great fighter. In the whole clan, almost no one is his match!"

Lette's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "Oh? Natural Divine Power?! That's perfect. The position of our company's security team leader is still vacant.

Meat Block Barry, are you interested?"

Baris scratched his head in confusion: "Security team leader. What's that? Is it tasty?"

"Fool, quickly agree!"

The old priest was extremely excited. After hearing the work reports of over a hundred Rat men, this was the only candidate besides him to receive a special position.

Even though he didn't know what a security team was, having a position was clearly better.

This also symbolized that the Boss recognized his talent!

Oh, my God, what a wonderful feeling.

Since when did the Rat man Clan get to use such high-class words like talent.

"Security, security, ensuring safety. After becoming the security team leader, you can establish your own security team.

Day-to-day work includes training your team members, ensuring the company's property safety, and the personal safety of all company employees."

Baris didn't quite understand, but the old priest did. Isn't this the Divine Guard?

To become the captain of the Divine Guard! It's practically a godsend blessing!

He almost jumped up, pressing Meatball's head: "Quickly agree, you big fool!"

"General Manager!"

Lette was not happy: "Respect our employees! If you insult the employees again, I could deduct your salary!

As a company leader, you must pay attention to civilized language!

And our company is quite humane; if Baris doesn't want to join the Security Department, he can opt for a regular department."

"Yes...yes, Boss."

The General Manager glared at Meatball and reluctantly returned behind the desk.

Although Baris was not bright, he trusted the old priest more. Seeing him like this, he promptly nodded and accepted.

"Boss, I'm willing to be the security team leader!"

"Very good, bring a small stool and sit next to the General Manager. In the upcoming interviews, you can select suitable members to join your security team.

The employees who have already completed their work reports can be further discussed with after the report meeting.

I have only one requirement: you must adhere to the basic job responsibilities of the Security Department, selecting the best for the company's interest!

If there is bias or incompetence, I will hold you accountable."

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand."

Lette clapped his hands: "Alright, let's continue to unearth talent!"

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