The President is Going to America! - Chapter 111



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Episode 111 – Rulebook

“My son… Aiki has scarlet fever. The doctors say it can be treated with Compound H. They say he won’t last more than two months without it.”

Eisenhower said, squeezing.

“I applied for the lottery several times, but I failed every time.”

“…okay.”

Compound H is currently undergoing clinical trials only through lottery.

“I heard that some research institutes charge a high price for the treatment, but I, a soldier, don’t have that kind of money.”

Eisenhower looked up and looked at me.

warble.

“I’m sure there are many people who have asked for the same favor as I have. But if it could save Aiki… I’m sorry. I didn’t know Mr. Hitler would be here.”

“Actually, I came here to meet Mr. Eisenhower.”

“You came to see me?”

“I’m preparing a small business. It’s a truck transportation business. Truck repair and maintenance, scheduling and route adjustments, and even training and education…”

I shrugged.

“I heard about Mr. Eisenhower and I thought he was the right man for the job. Everyone said he was the best trainer and tank commander.”

“I remember how much I was buried in paperwork when I worked in the tank unit. It still haunts me sometimes. It was during the last World War that trucks were first used in battle. It certainly seems like the transportation industry will grow, but…”

Eisenhower asked in a muttered tone.

“If I join Hitler Company, will you give Compound H to my son?”

“Mr. Eisenhower, I have no intention of bargaining with my son’s life.”

That’s not the kind of forced loyalty I want.

It would be better to build friendship.

A gift should always be a gift. Forcing someone to repay you will only have the opposite effect.

“I’ve been struggling with conspiracy theories for a while now, so this is a good solution.”

“If it’s a conspiracy theory…”

“I was looking for a solution to the outrageous claims spread by the KKK, such as Compound H controlling people’s minds.”

“Mr. Eisenhower, didn’t you come to serve in the military even though your son was sick? It would be too much to ask someone with such high patriotism to serve in the military. Instead…”

I added.

“If my son recovers through Compound H, I would like to have that story widely reported in the newspapers. Then I can bury the conspiracy theories and gain public trust. It would also be an opportunity for the U.S. Army to improve its public image.”

“I can do anything. If I can just save Aiki’s life… I can do anything.”

Eisenhower said with a sigh of relief.

“Then will you really help my son?”

“Yes, I can help you. I’ll contact the lab as soon as I get to the next town. We should be able to start treatment by tomorrow.”

“…Thank you, Mr. Hitler. I don’t know what to say… Thank you very much.”

Eisenhower muttered.

“My mother always said, ‘Nothing in life comes easy.’ I never thought she would give me that kind of approval. Right now, my intention is to join the military. I will do anything I can to help.”

“You don’t have to worry about it, because I’m getting something out of it too. You don’t have to leave the military either.”

I took out a business card from my pocket. It was a Mickey Mouse version drawn by Disney.

“I respect Mr. Eisenhower’s decision. Few people are more patriotic than money. But the military is not a place that easily accepts new ideas.”

Eisenhower recognized the potential of tanks during World War I.

It was predicted that tanks would soon become the main force in future warfare.

But the US Army ignored these predictions.

If Eisenhower is feeling frustrated, he might be able to recruit him for a little while.

“Please contact us at any time if you change your mind.”

“…In fact, there are many experts in the Army Supply Corps and Training Corps who are better than me.”

Eisenhower hesitated for a moment and then said.

“After the war ended and the army was reduced, many talented people left the military. If Mr. Hitler wants, I can recommend a few.”

“Then I guess I would be grateful too.”

If Eisenhower can recommend any of these people, it would be very helpful.

“Can you give me a rough idea of ​​how many people there are?”

“There are about fifty people that come to mind right now. I’ll make a list and send it to you before this training ends.”

“Fifty people?”

I found myself coughing without realizing it.

It seems like a lot compared to what I can think of right now.

Eisenhower, of course.

Do you have a wide network of connections?

“They are all experts in transportation and supply. They will certainly be of help to Hitler. Many of the drivers are also looking for civilian jobs.”

As Eisenhower was speaking, there was a thud and the truck pulled out of the ditch.

“Mr. Hitler! I got him out! He was chained in a strange place!”

Dr. Porsche, covered in mud, waved his hand with a bright expression.

The soldiers cheered beside him.

“Well done, Doctor! Just two more to fix!”

“Okay, but can I have a beer first? I’m dying of thirst!”

“United States soldiers do not drink alcohol, Doctor. If you want, I can give you root beer!”

Dr. Porsche took a sip from the bottle the soldier handed him, then spat it out on the ground.

“Root beer?! Root beer! Is this what you call beer? Why did you lose the war to these barbarians…”

Eisenhower and I burst out laughing as we watched the Porsche grumble in German.

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New Jersey Standard Oil

Headquarters building

“What did old Rockefeller say this time?”

“It was clear that Hitler wanted to get into the oil business. That was the only reason to save tankers.”

“It’s a tanker… This tax investigation also seemed a bit forced. I hope that old man isn’t up to something weird again.”

Walter Teagle muttered as he lit a cigarette. He had a huge frame and commanding features.

He was the leader of Standard Oil of New Jersey.

[Standard Oil’s eldest son]

Since Standard Oil was struck down by the antitrust hammer, numerous successor companies have sprung up.

Even after the split, they respected each other’s territories and maintained a cooperative relationship.

New Jersey, where the headquarters were located, played the role of the eldest among them.

“Purchasing a tanker doesn’t necessarily mean entering the oil industry. It could also mean increasing the profitability of the shipping industry.”

“There is something strange about it. The tankers are already full, and converting them into cargo ships costs too much money.”

The secretary spoke in a cautious tone.

“What if Hitler had discovered oil fields? Or if Hitler had leased oil fields that were recently embroiled in corruption scandals?”

“I guess that can’t be ignored.”

Tigle said, stubbing out his cigarette.

As the days passed, the demand for oil increased, while the supply continued to decrease.

Some experts even say that oil will run out within 10 years.

France and Britain had entered the Middle East, but the United States was late.

“Hitler just got his tax audit done without a hitch. The KKK has become a laughing stock.”

Tigle added.

A situation that no one in the industry expected.

“At this point, no one would criticize Hitler if he went into the oil business.”

Weren’t Rockefeller’s successor companies, including New Jersey Standard, branded as evil by the public?

What if Hitler got into the oil business?

He will be a powerful enemy who is popular with the public and has solid financial resources.

“There is a rumor that this driving trip was also to find oil potential. Chairman Rockefeller seems to be seriously suspicious of it as well.”

“Oil isn’t that easy to find.”

Tigle laughed as he said that.

No matter how much technology has advanced, finding oil underground is still a gamble.

“There’s no need to entertain the old man’s delusions…”

The Rockefeller family is a major shareholder in Standard Oil companies.

You can’t ignore that breath.

“It wouldn’t be a bad thing to be careful.”

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uk

University of Leeds

“Good morning, professor!”

“Good morning everyone.”

Tolkien got out of the car as usual and greeted the students.

“I’m really enjoying this game!”

“We also just started, so would it be okay if you could take on the role of master yourself?”

“I’m sorry, I’m just so busy these days.”

Dungeon & Warrior, created by German businessman and Hitler.

Since the rulebook was first revealed at the Detroit Convention, Dungeons & Warriors has spread by word of mouth among young people.

‘You said Hitler didn’t live up to expectations… but you said he was overshadowed by the Rocketman and Sicklegruber events?’

But Tolkien was not accustomed to receiving this much public attention.

[A British literature professor personally visited by Hitler!]

[What type of game is Dungeon & Warrior?]

[The religious community is paying close attention to the fantasy literature that has recently become popular among young people…]

The British establishment press and public viewed Dungeons & Warriors with mixed feelings.

Dr. Alexander Fleming had already achieved great fame through his research on Compound H.

The fact that Hitler created a game with a British literature professor was interesting news in itself.

However, there were quite a few middle-aged and older people who felt aversion to fantasy itself.

On the contrary, most young people gave favorable reviews.

“Professor, isn’t there Article 41 in Chapter 3 of the Rulebook? There, the exact rules for making a decision are…”

“I’m still thinking about that part. The second edition will be released soon, so it will be revised there.”

Tolkien headed to the university building, answering each student’s questions one by one.

“Did your school have such an expensive car?”

A Bentley that looked familiar was parked in the parking lot.

‘It looks like a rich guest has arrived.’

He shook his head and entered the school. The professor’s office had a different atmosphere than usual.

A heavy, sinking feeling.

As Tolkien entered, the entire faculty looked at him.

“Ah, Tolkien. You’re finally here. I’ve been waiting for you.”

“The Dean was waiting for me. Did something happen?”

“I don’t know how to tell you…”

The dean opened his mouth in a heavy tone.

“There is someone from Buckingham Palace who wants to see you. He is in the waiting room right now.”

“You came to see me at Buckingham Palace… from the royal family?”

“Then is there another palace? You’ve been waiting for it since this morning, so let’s go quickly.”

Tolkien entered the inner room without even coming to his senses.

As we passed the bodyguards, a young man appeared.

He stood up and greeted Tolkien.

“You’ve finally arrived. I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, Professor Tolkien.”

“…Ah, it’s an honor to meet you like this.”

Tolkien looked at the man standing across from him. He was tall and statuesque.

It was a face I had seen dozens of times in the newspaper.

Tolkien immediately lowered his head.

“His Royal Highness The Duke of Cornwall.”

“There’s no need to be so stiff, Professor Tolkien. I’m just here to talk about games today.”

“If you’re talking about games… what are you talking about?”

“What else is there besides Dungeons & Warriors? I need to hear the answer directly from the professor.”

The man looked at Tolkien and smiled.

“I had an argument with an acquaintance because of Article 41 of Chapter 3 of the Rulebook…”

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Author’s Note

Q: Was there really a lot of concern at the time that oil would run out?

A: Yes, between 1919 and 1920, the price of crude oil in the United States rose by 50%, from $2 to $3 a barrel. There was a real shortage of fuel oil in the winter, and Britain, France, and the United States were competing fiercely for the world’s oil reserves.

American experts predicted that “production from domestic oil fields will reach its peak within the next 2 to 5 years, and after that, oil production will show a continuous downward trend.”

George Smith, president of the American Geological Survey, claimed that the U.S. would run out of oil fields in nine years and three months and that overseas oil production would have to be secured before then.

However, as several oil fields were discovered within the United States, oil became oversupplied and prices plummeted in the 1930s.

These oil depletion fears continued steadily for 10 to 20 years, until the shale gas was extracted in the 21st century.

(Source – The Fountain of Gold, Daniel Yergin)