Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan

Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan – 040

Outside the window, snow piled up in the blink of an eye. I spent the time reviewing a few reports while playing around.

‘Why does time fly so fast on days off?’

Now that it’s evening, I wonder if the effect of ‘Night Study’ will kick in around this time? I should test its performance while reading a disaster-related academic journal.

I remember putting a few in the study. I’ll have to read them as needed from now on.

I subscribed to a journal that contains useful information about meditation, which I found at the department store.

– Ping.

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Another message arrived, startling me. Since I don’t have anyone who would send me a personal message, it must be work-related again.

[Gil-seong: We’ve been discharged! :)]

… Is this a work message or a personal one? The boundary is ambiguous.

Gil-seong attached a group photo taken in the ward with the members, including herself.

‘Unexpected.’

While it might be expected for others, considering the damage to Gil-seong’s magic circuit, I thought it would take a while for her to be discharged. It seems she recovered even the broken circuit in an attempt to break through the limits within a day.

[You’ve worked hard.]

After pondering for about 5 minutes on what to reply, I sent a simple response. Unfortunately, Gil-seong’s reply came immediately after the message was sent.

[Gil-seong: Let’s have a dinner party! When should we do it(ⓐ••@)??]

“Hmm.”

Gil-seong is not the type to socialize for work. It might be considered a sign of pure liking.

From my perspective, being the Final Finisher, it might be normal, but she didn’t seem uncomfortable even after witnessing me slay a large monster yesterday.

‘Usually, that wouldn’t be the case.’

Regardless, it’s unusual for a hero under someone’s leadership to suggest a dinner party. Perhaps it’s because of this proactive character trait that she’s quite popular in Clan of Heroes, regardless of gender.

‘But if I accept too eagerly, it might be overwhelming.’

A mobile game that nurtures handsome and beautiful heroes, excluding daily content enjoyed with fellow members, is unthinkable. Dates, meals, trips, and various other activities were included.

Even though the Tomato Games team designed it to be similar to dating, it only reached the level of becoming friends with the heroes.

However, even this level seems burdensome to me in real life due to my personality. After contemplating, I replied briefly that I’m considering the dinner party for the next week.

– Ping.

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‘What now.’

This time it’s from someone else, not Gil-seong. The sender is the promotion team leader. Wondering if it’s urgent, I checked, and it was the draft of yesterday’s disaster broadcast on YouTube.

‘Impressive. Considering they have other tasks.’

Disaster broadcast edits were content that even other major clans uploaded to YouTube as a means of promoting our heroes and gaining fast views.

“…… Ordinary.”

I quickly reviewed the draft. Somehow, I read the text faster than usual. Confirming reports might fall under the category of ‘learning’. Moreover, it seemed slightly interesting.

‘It feels like hormones are acting strangely.’

How stimulating can a YouTube draft be? In addition, unconsciously, suggestions for improvements kept coming up.

“Um.”

This is definitely the feeling of two newly acquired daily skills working vigorously. It brought a sense of having a proactive attitude. It seemed like a synergy effect of the ‘Bookworm’ and ‘Night Study’ gained.

– Swoosh․ Thud, tap, tap. Tap․ –

Sitting in front of the desktop, I completed the feedback almost as if possessed and sent it to the promotion team leader. Typing the document was not only boring but also a bit troublesome. On the other hand, studying topics like ‘public needs’ and ‘elements of entertaining videos’ that I brainstormed made me feel fulfilled.

It felt like my hormone secretion system was redesigned.

‘But I can’t give up on this.’

I’ve taken care of everything; I comfortably opened the game. It’s the fresh new Soul-Like title that came out last week. Touching the connected pad on the computer incessantly, I thoroughly enjoyed the leisure of my own holiday.

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About 100 days until D-day.

Today, exhausted from the test, Ms. B lay on the soft bed, having successfully achieved all grades except for one subject in the self-mock test conducted under the supervision of a private tutor.

“Tiring… but… I did well. Good job, myself.”

The score cut-off was based on the problem from the year before last, which was a non-college entrance exam year. Considering the challenging mock exam, the results were quite satisfying.

On her desk, a few pieces of Red Mandarin, brought by her mother as a compliment, remained. From the perspective of someone fiercely dedicated to education, who said, ‘If she’s my daughter, she should naturally go to a prestigious university,’ it seemed she had crossed the cutoff line in her own way.

Despite the daily hardship of enduring until the blood almost stopped flowing in her legs in front of her desk, Ms. B felt good because her scores were good.

“I’m only seeing this now.”

As soon as she opened the YouTube app, the Harmony Clan’s video dominated the top. It was uploaded a few days ago, and she could only watch it now.

Satisfied with the algorithm’s recommendation, Ms. B turned on the video and immediately checked the comments.

[Hello, I’m a friend of Lee Duman. I want to share all the information I know about why he had no choice but to make this decision. I…]

The comment had over 20,000 likes, and there were as many as three hundred replies. Watching the video would likely reveal what this was all about.

Other comments, such as mourning a mother and daughter or wishing for everyone’s happiness, were also visible.

“Weird.”

Among the posts praising and cheering for the heroes, comments about Lee Duman and the girl being pitiful caught Ms. B’s attention, making her tilt her head.

Expectation and curiosity bloomed.

The video’s length was 24 minutes and 13 seconds. During that time, Ms. B forgot about the hard reality and immersed herself in the visually stunning composition resembling a combination of various movie genres.

When the girl sang, Ms. B waved hands along with her. The romanticism of a small cultural event in the midst of a disaster scene made Ms. B’s eyes sparkle.

“Whoa!”

When a car narrowly leaped over a beam and crashed into a cargo truck, she even let out a short scream due to the immersive effects.

The car that hit it was not just any concrete mixer; it was a transforming robot concrete mixer…!

– Zzing— Push! Clang clang. Whirr. Clang! –

“Decepticons!?”

How many genres are there in this wasteland!

At that moment, a subtitle appeared at the bottom.

[he angry leader’s S-class action……….]

As Isaac scattered his hands in the air, a large hole was punched into the Decepticon robot. It was the first time the leader had demonstrated his true abilities.

Isaac showed off his skills and apologized to the members.

“Haha, is this really right…?”

Ms. B, who was enjoying the video with excitement, soon had teary eyes. As the kindergarten door opened, a faint accompaniment began, and on the second floor, the girl’s song began.

It was the song the girl was singing on the second floor, holding hands with her mother, as they moved away towards the distant, pale shores.

As the view slowly expanded, subtitles were displayed.

[Three years ago, Lee Duman underwent a mental barrier strengthening practice.]

[Perhaps he hoped that his daughter, who couldn’t attend the cultural event, could stand on the stage even in the rift.]

[Not wanting to be alone, he sent his wife to her.]

“Hmm, sniff. Why? Why is this happening?”

Tears streamed down B’s face.

When the child’s song reached the chorus, the mother and daughter had already moved so far away that they were almost invisible in the world like a white canvas.

[Indeed. On the day of the traffic accident that became Lee Duman’s trauma, the mother and daughter died at the scene.]

[His life’s determination created a family that could no longer be seen within the rift.]

[As an assisting entity in the purification of the rift.]

“Ah, ugh.”

Bursting into tears, the tragic story was intertwined with the department store disaster. It felt pitiful not only for the innocent child and the lady but also for the man who had turned into a monster…

“Huh? Why? What’s happening?”

The heroes, arriving on the 5th floor in the elevator, crossed the long bridge, held their heads, and staggered. A puzzled subtitle appeared for a moment.

[The heroes got entangled in a strange phenomenon where Lee Duman’s memories were being shared.]

“Oh, that’s what’s happening.”

The heroes soon overcame the pain, ignoring the bizarre traps. Silently, they moved forward.

[At the end of the phenomenon, the heroes witnessed Lee Duman being mentally dominated by an unknown monster.]

On the opposite side of the door, there was a monstrous creature that unfolded the rift. Lee Duman was trapped inside a purple ball, curled up like a fetus.

[He was a victim.]

[Nevertheless, the heroes had to fight. It was their mission.]

– Roarrrrr――! –

A terrifying tree monster roared menacingly.

– Slash! –

The heroes dashed resiliently towards it.

Yeo Jin-soo’s sword skillfully cut through the living branches, and Hwang Man-deuk, transformed into a bear, swung his fists wildly.

Leaves fluttered, and a thunderous explosion echoed. However, the monster, which was exploiting a weakness, roared again and rose defiantly from the roots.

– Whirling! –

– Boom! –

Hwang Man-deuk’s bear paw was burned, and Gil-seong vomited black blood.

In the midst of the heroes’ desperate struggle, Ms. B covered her mouth.

“What do we do…?”

In the dire situation, isaac picked up a toy microphone. The sound of a song echoed from the smartphone, harmonizing with the music box’s accompaniment.

[I’ll do it!]

[Because I’m a hero!]

Excitement reached its peak. An energy wave emitted from Isaac’s raised right hand towards the heroic Gil-seong. The perspective circled around the heroes giving their all, following the laser beam shot by Gil-seong towards Lee Duman.

(My kind father told me.

Let’s eat together.

Let’s climb the mountain together.

Let’s look at the stars in the night sky.)

In the touching lyrics of the child, the laser beam shattered the violet sphere, piercing through Lee Duman with outstretched arms.

[Snowflakes were just piling up.

The heart froze in the cold.

In the tired, dreaming sleep,

I saw my dad.)

On the screen, Lee Duman, the man in the video, sadly smiled. B, who had been stealing tears, couldn’t hold back any longer and burst into tears.

“Huueeeeng, so pitiful! Wow!”

Tears and mucus were mixed on her face. After taking a moment to compose herself and wiping away the fluids, she sat down at her desk and replayed the video.

After the rooftop battle, isaac’s walking performance, which had amazed even Ms. B in shorts, unfolded. When menacing monsters appeared that looked like they could induce drowsiness upon physical encounter, isaac summoned a cute baby wildcat and transformed it into a fearsome, gigantic tiger.

Momentarily stunned by the drastic visual change, Ms. B felt an indescribable sense of regret. Isaac effortlessly annihilated the monsters as if strolling to a neighborhood store. The scene, which might have been the most powerful, was cleanly edited.

– Boom! –

– Paaaarrrrrrrrrrrt! –

A large monster vanished due to a shockwave. Then the screen paused and zoomed in on a distant building rooftop. A blurry black image was circled in red. Subtitles explained that the black image was the culprit who turned Lee Duman into a monster and presumably orchestrated the invasion of the monsters.

“It can’t be a ghost, right? Ugh.”

Staring at the zoomed-in residue, a chill ran down Ms. B’s spine. Once you see something like this, it keeps popping into your mind… After a long time, she felt a desire to sleep with her mom again.

[August 13th, 5:41 PM. Situation resolved.]

As Isaac calmly announced the end of the disaster, the screen gradually darkened. The piano music subtly spread, creating a calm atmosphere.

“Oh, isaac defeated it.”

The piano matched Isaac’s performance with the girl’s song. Memories of Lee Duman’s family story welled up, and tears almost escaped, but she managed to hold them back.

Soon, the screen brightened, revealing Seo Eun-ha standing in a somewhat empty room. She was in casual attire, a white T-shirt paired with jeans.

“Wow! So beautiful.”

Eun-ha had perfect facial symmetry, a combination of a cat and rabbit, and she even looked cute with her default expressionless face.

[Everyone, Mr. Lee Duman was a victim whose department store management rights were deprived by a specific company. Moreover, he lost his family in a traffic accident that we suspect was a crime commissioned by someone.]

Eun-ha, solemnly revealed the truth behind the department store calamity. When a slightly embarrassed Ms. B clearing her throat, the character switched to Hwang Man-deuk.

“….. Wow.”

His physique was insane. Along the dangerous triangular frame, veins bulged on his muscular arms… His body was that of a bear, but his face resembled a wolf.

“What’s with the everyday visuals!”

Gil-seong was inherently adorable. Even when delivering serious statements, her bright charm couldn’t be hidden. Personally, today’s best-cut for daily visuals was Yeo Jin-soo. He fought impressively on-site but transformed into an angel before the camera.

His eyes kept wavering, stumbling over words. His age-appropriate behavior brought a warm smile to B’s face.

“Oh, I see.”

The heroes individually explained that the department store calamity was a man-made disaster. They emphasized the importance of not causing harm to each other, referring to the previous incident at Maple High School.

The final scene featured the four heroes who had fought the tree monster together, concluding with a heartwarming slogan, ‘Harmonious, Peaceful, Like a Clan Motto’.

—End—

As the video concluded, a majestic classical piece played.

“Ah, it was good… but it’s not over yet.”

As a bonus video, isaac appeared. The leader was in the office, cynically working. When asked by an employee if he could say a few words, he adjusted his posture and casually mentioned:

[In the future, we will do our best for the safety of the citizens.]

—The real End—

“Puhat.”

It was a statement that lacked sincerity. Even with minimal effort…