Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan

Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan – 087

– Rumble, rumble. –
– Buzzing, bustling. –
While momentarily delighted by the excitement of their first sale, the heroes, surrounded by a crowd, busily moved their hands and feet.
Almost everyone recognized the four, Gil-seong and Seo Eun-ha, who were in charge of customer service, bowed and displayed a fan service spirit by stooping to take photos. Moreover, as people who received sandwiches reacted overwhelmingly, saying they were all delicious, orders rushed in like a storm.
– Meanwhile… –
– (Peaceful music box sound) –
“Hmm? Huh.”
While the heroes were busily moving, the daily driver leisurely enjoyed reading. Ms. B felt regretful for missing the editor’s intention to enhance the visual beauty with this unexpected atmosphere.
Just by the leader, an S-class hero, taking the wheel was a remarkable move, but if he kept doing this, ignorant viewers might interpret it as, ‘While the members are working hard, why is the CEO just goofing off?’ So there was a concern about inviting unnecessary criticism.
“Is this right?”
Flipping through the e-book pages, the leader was monitoring the outside situation with a small hologram screen. The problem was that even considering that, it seemed like leaving room for unwarranted criticism.
– (Intense rock BGM) –
– The heroes getting busier… –
The screen transitions to the kitchen.
Man-deuk and Jin-soo churn out sandwiches with machine-like speed, while Seo Eun-ha and Gil-seong hastily take orders and continue to check the guests’ queue.
Comparing the peaceful and hectic scenes of the two paintings was interesting, but it wasn’t something one could simply enjoy.
Because just this part alone could circulate as a short with a nuance of ‘Isaac’s True Face’.
– (Emergency) –
– The chef suddenly panics?! –
[Why?]
[Where’s the sauce?]
[What? Mustard?]
[No, it’s the ambiguous sauce. Ah, where is it?]
“What is it, what is it.”
Ms. B’s also feeling anxious in her mind. This tense direction wasn’t her taste.
Did they really need to insert a ‘crisis’ that wasn’t necessary just to raise the excitement? It would have been enough to include scenes of the heroes doing brisk business. The editing direction had been needlessly complicated since earlier.
– Right at that moment…! –
– A calm voice ringing in her ear. –
[It’s in the black container on the top right of the vegetable compartment in the fridge.]
[Ah! Thank you.]
“Oh, that’s what it was.”
Just when she was about to reluctantly eat the frustrating sweet potato, the leader helped through communication. It seemed he meticulously observed the members’ actions even while reading. It felt like watching a top floor view, but it seemed that S-class heroes inherently excelled at multitasking.
The screen still showed the leader engrossed in reading, not letting go of his professional spirit.
– This is the spirit of professional that can’t be let go. –
– Look, this is the god of orders…! –
Ms. B nodded satisfactorily at the satisfying development. The editor didn’t just show a laid-back leader like a sloth but wanted to highlight the virtue of a sensitive leader who pays attention to the members even while reading.
Afterwards, the members were about to make two more mistakes, but the leader smoothly navigated the awkward situation by giving orders casually yet elegantly at the right moments.
– They probably ran simulations and created a response manual before starting the business. –
– What’s with the order? They’re controlling it like it’s a disaster site lol. –
There was still concern about the malicious content who would upload shorts for the purpose of criticism by picking out specific parts but smiles naturally followed the leader’s actions of taking care of the heroes while appearing indifferent.
– Lunch business is over. –
– The food truck, like a passing typhoon… –
[Phew, that was tough.]
[We sold 200!]
– The challenging life of self-employment. –
– Still, the harmonious food truck moves forward! –
– Ding dong! –
– (Preview) –
“Ah! Already?”
The video had already reached the preview after 15 minutes. In front of the school, test takers gathered in front of the truck, and police officers and production staff exchanged serious conversations about some issue. Then the preview ended with the heroes’ faces stiffening.
“Oh, it’s the day of the college entrance exam.”
Ms. B felt a mix of excitement and worry that her face might appear briefly in the next episode of ‘High School Girl’. She didn’t want her bare face to be remembered as a dark history.
– Cookies available. –
The screen went dark and then illuminated the leader sitting in the office.
– Q. You must be busy. How did you end up driving the truck? –
[Wouldn’t more people watch if I appear? Hwang Man-deuk, Seo Eun-ha, Gil-seong, Yeo Jin-soo. Please show a lot of interest and love to our heroes.]
一End一
“Oh my, how sweet.”
Feeling a renewed sense of responsibility for promoting the heroes’ popularity vote due to the leader’s rare appeal, Ms. B actively recommended the popularity vote of the four not only to friends who weren’t interested in the hero section but also to relatives she met during holidays.
“Ah, it was nice.”
From going to a cafe to a coin karaoke, and then enjoying YouTube at home, she could fully indulge. It was the life of a true free spirit.
Feeling her waist a bit stiff, Ms. B stretched her arms and legs, then moved to the desk to change her posture and turned on her desktop to connect to the ‘Harmony Square’.
After watching the main entertainment part, post-show chatter was essential.
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Headquarters of the Hero Association of the Republic of Korea, Champion Citadel.
The 80-story building that pierced the blue sky was not only a landmark of Seoul but also an artificial fortress containing the turbulent history of the city.
The outer walls of the building were covered with translucent protective film, allowing sunlight and wind to pass through while blocking the intrusion of organisms such as birds and insects, protecting the building from frequent terrorist attacks and monster assaults over the past decade or so.
At the top of the Champion Citadel, the heart protecting the Republic of Korea, four people sat around a round table in a place often called the ‘Skyline’, overlooking the world.
Among them was God Hand, the leader of the Hero Association, who had noticeably aged, and beside him, a man with deep-set berets was the commander of the Hero Machine Commander.
On the opposite side, a pair of men and women, by the way they subtly smiled even with two S-class heroes of the Republic of Korea in front of them, seemed to hold considerable status and skill.
God Hand, who had been savoring the tea, set it down and spoke up.
“I didn’t expect you to come here. I thought you had strong feelings for someone.”
“Haha! That’s just a political position. Are you saying you’re rejecting our neighboring country at a time like this?”
“You’re more flexible than I thought. Maybe when you visit Murim Alliance, Master Cheongun might welcome you.”
“I’m pleased to have earned the recognition of Sir God Hand, who is respected by everyone.”
The two conversed in Korean and Chinese respectively, and the Magic Engineering Translator worked seamlessly, so there were no communication issues.
Master Cheongun was an S-class hero from China and a rising power figure who was being eyed as the next leader. As they chatted, God Hand’s gaze turned to the woman beside him.
“It’s seems Master Damwol has also decided to join us.”
“It’s a matter of national luck. I trust you will consider it.”
“Haha. It seems like you two have a lot of expectations for this old man. I’m looking forward to what you bring, but perhaps you should bring out the cards.”
Despite God Hand’s subtle pressure, the two men and women didn’t show any signs of unease. The Machine Commander stood with his arms crossed, as if he weren’t present at all.
“In fact, the spy I planted in DRR has obtained very important information this time. They are about to attack Korean territory soon, so with this information, we can set up traps that can annihilate them.”
God Hand’s eyes sharpened for a moment. The Machine Commander continued to silently observe the two men and women. Master Cheongun reassured him not to worry.
“If you agree to the deal, we will naturally sign the Simma oath. And we will share updated information with you in the future.”
“Please state your conditions.”
Knowing DRR’s internal information could not only save thousands or millions of citizens but also cause fatal power losses to prevent them from ever setting foot on Korean soil again.
Above all, the condition of continuously providing the information obtained by the spy captivated God Hand’s mind.
“It’s simple. You’re aware that a large ancient relic site has been discovered under the Okhotsk Ice, right? Japan is trying to preempt it. However, that place is a relic site we first discovered. It was discovered by a joint operation with the Russian marine exploration team, but the information seems to have leaked to Japan.”
“What does that mean?”
“Yes, support us in our future rights claims.”
“Is that all?”
“That’s right.”
God Hand carefully scrutinized Master Cheongun’s intentions. This deal was a structure where Korea unilaterally benefited. Even if Japan strongly objected, the complex diplomatic relations in the international community would improve relations in the future.
“If those are the conditions, I accept.”
“Hahaha! You’ve thought well. Take this. Let me give you a rough idea of what to expect…”
Handed a square electronic chip-like device, Master Cheongun outlined the terrorist operations of DRR in general terms. They were determined to carry out mass killings in the solemn Hero Battle and would deploy a level of force equivalent to a full-scale battle, not just simple terrorism. As the story progressed, God Hand’s face gradually darkened.
Afterwards, God Hand took out a rectangular plastic-like object imbued with a blue light from the magic space and waved his hand towards it. As he did, his name appeared in red, vividly engraved, and when Master Cheongun on the opposite side extended her finger and infused mana, her name also appeared beneath it in red characters.
Then, the thin rectangle of blue light floated into the air, spinning fiercely before disappearing without a trace as if melting into thin air.
Master Cheongun and Master Damwol from China then bid farewell to God Hand after enjoying a lively conversation with him for a couple of hours, during which they discussed international affairs and the current situations of their respective countries. They left the top floor of Champion Citadel, where the Skyline, surrounded by glass on all sides, was located.
The smile on God Hand’s face disappeared as they left with smiling faces.
“What do you think?”
“He’s a cunning one. He’ll likely leverage this deal by portraying that Korea has submitted to China in the future. It’s hard to believe they were the first to discover it.”
“But we can prepare for a large-scale disaster.”
The Machine Commander nodded. The information brought by Master Cheongun was the kind that could not be refused.
“If the Korean Peninsula falls to DRR, it’s a loss for both China and Japan. Master Cheongun managed the future risks with a single deal and even took advantage of the ancient relics. He’ll soon rise to the position of leader. If we remain silent.”
“I agree. Even though the current leader is popular, if such a cunning strategist becomes the leader, peace in East Asia will be jeopardized.”
God Hand’s deep eyes gleamed distinctly.
Though his body may have aged, God Hand was still God Hand. He was determined to defend Korea’s peace until his last breath. The Machine Commander, silently observing him, remarked.
“The existing elixirs no longer extend lifespan, do they?”
“…So it seems. Unless we explore the dangerous areas of the otherworld, it won’t be longer than 3 or 4 years.”
“Huh, sounds like a threat to save you until then.”
“You even know how to joke? Hehe, I’ll gladly accept the sentiment for this old man. But first, we must resolve the imminent crisis before us.”
After nodding, the Machine Commander also left the Skyline.
Left alone at the summit of the tower, God Hand couldn’t hold back the cough that had been building up.
– Cough, cough! –
Dark, coagulated blood trickled from his lips as he wiped it with his palm. Wrinkles creased his face as he looked down at his bloodied God hand with a melancholic expression.
“Hold on… it’s not… time yet…”