Earth With Dungeon: Saving the World With an Economic Boom

d giant station building, with barricades as a reminder of past chaos.

Until recently, it was an extremely dangerous place with vicious monsters lurking in many hiding spots and deep corridors.

Currently, armed subordinates and shadow tigers are patrolling the area, rooting them out and sweeping them away, trying to ensure their safety.
The station building is a large site, just right for a market.

“Now, are the goods ready?”

As I walked, observing the cleaned shops, still in my usual black attire.

“Good morning, President-san.”

“Good morning.”

“Today, we have suimono soup.”

People around me greeted me as I casually waved my hand while walking.
When I arrived at the area designated as a warehouse, there were stacked cardboard boxes, and people were checking their contents.

They were thin vegetables: withered Chinese cabbage and cabbage, carrots that could be mistaken for burdock, and daikon radishes.
I hope they remove the mysterious smoked meat from the lineup.

There was a considerable amount of food for an abandoned town.
Standing beside them, wagging her tail, was Nekomusume.

“Oh, you came, Sakimori-nya! Did you see my skills? I bought so many groceries-nya!”

Flaunting her cat ears and waving her hands, Karin said proudly, and I just shrugged my shoulders in response.
I had asked Karin to do that, converting all the potatoes into groceries.

“That’s quite a lot.
How did you collect so many? Were they the ones that were supposed to get sent to the outer town?”

It was a significant quantity for 240,000 yen.
There were almost twice as many cardboard boxes stacked as I had expected.
They were all filled with vegetables and salt, I assume.

The quality is poor.
In the past, they’d have been considered trash, but now precious goods.

“This one should be thrown vegetables-nya.
It’s not a problem to be a little flexible-nyanko.”

“Your choice of words is delicate.
Weren’t they originally meant to be sent to the outer town’s bosses?”

There are powerful factions in the outer town.
They used to be violent groups with the prefix “ya,” but simple violent groups quickly emerged like mushrooms after rain and replaced them, becoming new factions.

They gather followers like in the Warring States period and establish territories.

They control some of the items flowing out of the inner town.
If they don’t get the provisions they were supposed to receive, they will surely react unfavorably.

“There’s a tremendous amount of stuff flowing to the abandoned town, and the planned quantities are all messed up-nya.
But I don’t think you should worry too much about it-nyayo.”

I chuckle at the catgirl who says it so simply with her hands folded behind her head.

“I hope that’s the case.
It would be troublesome if the market gets disrupted.”

While Karin speaks with ease, I wonder.
Those who control the territory of the outer town closest to us might see it as a blow to their reputation or an intrusion on their turf and could cause trouble.

“If it’s just a bunch of punks, we can show them how things work in the abandoned town, but there’s no point in dwelling on it.
We can think about it later, right?”

Shingen also speaks casually, peering into the cardboard boxes.
Is he of the same opinion as Karin?

“…Yeah, you’re right.
Let’s teach them the way of the abandoned town is different from the outer town.”

It shouldn’t be a big deal for those in the outer town, so it should be fine.
Am I overthinking it? However, it’s dangerous to be too confident that the abandoned town and the outer town share the same battleground.

“Alright, let’s open the market.
Spread the word.”

“Understood.”

“Nyahaha.
I’m looking forward to it-nya.”

The people working around us are also watching us, so I shrug my shoulders and look around.
It’s the first market in the Ruins District.
I hope people will gather.
Maybe I should increase the number of surveillance black cats, as a precaution.
It’s always good to have extra insurance.