Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan

Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan – 082

[Harmonious Food Truck]
As we raised the right wing of the truck, a prominently displayed signboard caught our attention. Inside were various unfamiliar cooking facilities, refrigerators filled with vegetables and meat, and plastic containers overflowing.
‘I’m getting nervous for no reason.’
Even though the staff had prepared meticulously, my mind kept running simulations on its own. As a result, vivid scenes of members making mistakes and burning things replayed in my mind.
Even though everything goes through editing before being uploaded, business isn’t something to be taken lightly.
No matter how rigorously one is trained, life isn’t just about theory. I wonder if those who have only heard of knives in the context of slaying monsters can truly appreciate the true taste of ingredients.
‘Man-deuk and Jin-soo will be in charge of cooking. Cashier and serving are Eun-ha and Gil-seong’s responsibility.’
There was only one item on the menu, the authentic American sandwich ‘Cubanos’. I tried it a few days ago, and the taste was mind-blowing.
‘Let’s not worry about it’
Brushing aside distractions, I climbed into the driver’s seat. They’re smart kids, they’ll adapt quickly. There’s no point in worrying, nothing will change. I just need to do what I’m good at.
I unfolded a research paper from the Magic Engineering Society journal on my smartphone. The paper I’ve been reading since yesterday is titled ‘A Study on Drawing Design and Circuit Application Using AI Technology’, and the more I read, the more I feel like I’m discovering a new world.
‘AI technology is a hit.’
Just the day before yesterday, I received schematics from a Chinese arms dealer. The technique for making the base was so unique and complex that converting it into a ‘Layered Battle Suit’ seemed almost impossible on my own.
But with the power of AI, anything is possible.
Despite the expensive subscription fees, there are several AI programs known for their excellent performance. If I create the drawings myself and upload the files, they automatically detect and correct errors, drastically reducing the time needed for the task.
Of course, with the current level of AI technology, it can only handle ‘error correction’ to some extent, and it may not be able to solve compatibility issues with techniques with just a few clicks. Still, I’m willing to try everything I can.
“Director, the members have arrived.”
I heard PD-nim’s voice coming from the Hama Studio. Looking out the window, I could see the members walking briskly in the distance.
“Wow!”
“It’s huge, isn’t it?”
The sight of them being excited about the truck made me unnecessarily anxious. Did they only receive training in the kitchen? Just because they practiced a few times inside the building doesn’t mean they’ll do well on a food truck.
“Let’s begin.”
With the director’s prompt cue, the filming started. They boarded the truck cheerfully, attracting attention.
“Wow, it’s all new.”
“Hiya~ Hieek! Look at this, Pakyo!”
The sounds of them filming diligently echoed vividly through the audio. I tried to make it audible from the driver’s seat too, in case there was a major accident, although I should probably mind my own business.
“Sigh… Phew.”
I regulated my breathing and focused on reading again. I had already mastered the basic techniques of making the base through several practices. I purchased six sets of schematics from the Chinese craftsman, three were for hero suits, and the remaining three were for swords, spears, and fans.
There was a subtle oriental essence imbued in the designs of the weapons, perhaps because they weren’t Chinese-made. While the suits were relatively easy to modify in design, many of the weapons were tailored to fit the unique shapes of the circuit techniques.
‘I wonder if enhancing the weapons would be beneficial.’
Unfortunately, there were no weapon techniques for Harvesting Fist. There were only two effective options related to acquiring and restoring special resources, so it might be best to stick with those.
In theory, injecting magic should unleash the weapon’s capabilities. Then, perhaps I could wield the smallest fan in one hand while unfolding the Harvesting Fist with the other. It might be futile, but it’s worth a try.
I’ve already commissioned a master-level arms dealer to produce one base according to the schematics. I need to confirm whether the special resource options will affect the ‘combat gauge’. If there’s no effect at all, there’s no need to produce the remaining weapons.
“Say hello to the driver for me.”
“Hmm?”
Right at that moment, a sound tightened the knot of tension in my ears. The members had just been admiring the capital invested in the food truck and were now fiddling with the cooking equipment or card reader, and suddenly, this development.
‘So, ‘just drive’ meant this…’
It seemed like I should follow the script planned by the director and act naturally. Honestly, it’s somewhat unreasonable for the truck driver, who is also the leader, not to even greet the members. Now would be the perfect time for a surprise twist.
‘It’s a unique point. Surely, this scene will make it into the final cut.’
Oh dear.
I could hear the sound of the members getting off the truck and walking towards the driver’s seat. I just needed to act as naturally, as Isaac-like, as possible.
‘Do I just nod my head?’
The members had already crowded together outside the door. Afraid that it might disrupt the flow, I decided to roll down the window.
“Geez…”
“Huh?!”
A reaction that would satisfy the director’s expectations burst out. Naturally, they could only be astonished. But I ended up becoming extremely awkward.
‘I should say something.’
If I get annoyed and awkward here and close the window again, it’ll kill the mood. How can I salvage that for the edited version? Even if Isaac lacks social skills, shouldn’t I at least perform some kind of social nicety?
“Why don’t you want me to come out?”
“Oh, no!”
“That’s not it!”
…I hoped they’d just laugh it off. But Eun-ha and Man-deuk stopped clapping their hands and their expressions stiffened.
Did it sound like I was taking it too seriously? Come to think of it, my presence itself might be uncomfortable. They must have been excited to do business among themselves.
“Hehe…”
“Wow! It’s the leader!”
The atmosphere was about to cool down, but the two young heroes enlivened it. Their reactions seemed genuine. Soon, Man-deuk and Eun-ha’s faces brightened up.
‘Managing expressions, huh? At least there’s no change in stress.’
If I focus on every little detail of the kids’ condition, there’s no end to it. Anyway, it’s not like my appearance is confirmed until later.
“I’ll just drive, so you guys focus on business.”
“When did you get your heavy vehicle license? Or is it AI driving?”
Gil-seong, who had been smiling innocently, suddenly became suspicious as she tilted her head. Her additional question was unexpected.
“…I got it a while ago.”
It wasn’t a lie.
Isaac had all sorts of licenses. Naturally, he had also obtained a heavy vehicle license, which is why he was behind the wheel. After about 20 minutes of training, his hands and feet moved on their own.
– Sparkle, sparkle. –
‘It seems like he’s recovered quickly.’
Meanwhile, Jin-soo’s pupils were gleaming with happiness. Perhaps he felt like this filming was a family trip. When I was in elementary school, I used to ride around in my dad’s truck, constantly going on trips. It would be nice if this filming could also create some good memories, doubling as entertainment and building fond memories. I’m glad the kid seems to be enjoying it.
“Start taking your seats. Surely, no one wants to sit next to me.”
I tried to come up with a comment after some thought. Maybe I’m getting the hang of entertainment. It seemed like a pretty witty quip.
“I do! I want to sit next to you and enjoy the scenery!”
“…..”
It was an emergency. I had forgotten how friendly Gil-seong was, almost like a capybara. It seemed like she genuinely felt comfortable with me rather than just trying to get closer. How am I supposed to handle this situation?
“I, I also…”
I was at a loss for words. And to make matters worse, Jin-soo also raised his hand. I had no choice but to reluctantly let them go.
“Enough. Let’s all just sit at the back fairly.”
Even though there were no windows, you could see the surrounding scenery through holographic screens. The ventilation system was also working well.
“Yes, sir! We’ll follow your orders.”
The crisis was resolved with Gil-seong saluting and then climbing into the cargo compartment. The members nodded politely and followed Gil-seong, and I quickly closed the window.
“Phew.”
This entertainment filming business was no walk in the park.
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Ultimately, the lunch business was successful. Starting at 11 a.m., there were few customers initially, so the members smoothly adjusted while experiencing some trial and error.
However, by around 11:30 a.m., office workers who recognized the heroes started flocking in, and the sandwiches, priced at 4,000 won each, sold like hotcakes.
Despite raising a little over 600,000 won in sales, there was nothing left after deducting the cost. This was because I had purchased thick pork belly, which was used as a substitute for Cuban ham, at a hefty price.
Nevertheless, since all profits were going to be donated, the members wore bright smiles, proud of their first-ever sandwich business.
The on-site production team from Hama Studio also wore satisfied smiles.
Although there were occasional mistakes in orders and undercooking meat, Eun-ha’s quick-thinking nature helped the bewildered members remain calm.
The filming went smoothly, and the Cuban sandwiches, filled with plenty of meat, satisfied the office workers’ hunger.
After lunch business ended, the members busily prepared for dinner service, and after finishing their self-feedback and ingredient preparation, they chatted happily. Before they knew it, it was past 4 p.m.
It was time to start dinner service again.
“Is this the right place?”
“Yes, Leader. Please park and rest comfortably.”
“Understood.”
Dinner service was in front of a middle school. As it was past 4:30 p.m., students who had finished their college entrance exams began to trickle out and cast glances at the food truck.
“Uh… Eek!”
“Ahhh!”
The students who recognized the members screamed, but it was fine. The soundproof barriers were spread wide enough to prevent the sound from entering the school.
“You’ll do well on your exams.”
“Thank you!”
The event, practically a free distribution level, where exam takers received Cuban sandwiches upon submitting their exam tickets, would have warmed the hearts of the examinees, who had likely endured years of hardship, with instant encounters with good-looking and famous hero figures.
A buzz filled the air as the food truck briefly became a warm sanctuary. As 6 p.m. approached, examinees flocked out in droves. The entrance quickly turned into a bustling hub of liberation from the shackles of the college entrance exam, filled with the cheers of those freed from the confines.
“Unnie, you’re beautiful!”
“Wow!”
Exam takers were likely eager for a change of mood, regardless of how well they had performed on the test. It seemed like even a hint of madness was mixed in with the cheers.
With a slight smile on the corner of his lips, the driver, Isaac, who had been lost in his reading obsession, detached from the world, nodded in agreement.
“The artwork is good.”
Meanwhile, Director Hwang In-wook from Hama Studio nodded as he pondered over the editing angles. Concluding the scene with subtitles like ‘To all the exam takers, well done’ after capturing the fervor of the sandwich distribution frenzy and transitioning to long shots would provide a neat ending.
Overall, it seemed like they had captured ample footage for the evening business shoot of the harmonious food truck.
‘It’s almost over.’
Finishing his reading and scanning the surroundings, Isaac changed his appearance to that of a middle-aged man with wrinkled features using a holographic disguise. With the darkening sky, it seemed impossible for anyone to recognize his true identity.