My Employees Come from All Worlds

He inherits an estate that can force people from the Myriad Worlds to work for it.

"Men? No thanks. My estate has no need for male employees."

Planting crops, raising livestock, building factories.

As the estate grows larger and larger, cries of blood and tears ring out one after another.

And so, the estate comes to be known as the "Sweatshop of the Myriad Worlds."

"Ahem. Want a promotion and a raise? Have you ever heard of the unspoken rules of the workplace?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.