Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan

Chapter 187



Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan – 187

 

Company Outing (3)

 

 

 

In reality, this was both a trip and a ‘surveillance’ operation.

 

Isaac glanced around as he arrived at the inn.

 

The squad members were marveling at the luxurious bedrooms and bathrooms.

 

The PR team had booked an ultra-luxury inn costing several hundred per night, without regard for expenses.

 

‘Seems they’re not conscious of it themselves.’

 

It was their first official vacation after working themselves to the bone. Even though it was under the pretext of filming, that alone seemed good enough.

 

Gil-seong, who had been diligently looking around, brightened up.

 

“There’s even a movie theater in the basement!”

 

“Really?! Let’s go check it out.”

 

“It doubles as a karaoke room too!”

 

“Oh my.”

 

Hwang Man-deuk added an exaggerated reaction. It was clearly an action intended for product placement.

 

As expected of a professional.

 

Gil-seong and Hwang Man-deuk focused on the entertainment facilities, Seo Eun-ha on the kitchen and bedrooms, and Yeo Jin-soo paid attention to the scenery around the inn.

 

They had created just the right scene to use as an ‘intro to the ultra-luxury inn’.

 

Isaac momentarily felt he should do something too, but soon realized it wasn’t the right situation.

 

Because…

 

[The presence of Hero Yoho has been detected.]

 

[The presence of Hero Poker Boy has been detected.]

 

[Hero Electric Guy’s…]

 

Several S-class heroes from Korea were on duty in the vicinity.

 

There were even some heroes from Japan and the United States mixed in. It was a deployment comparable to a major disaster response.

 

[S-class heroes are keeping an eye on you.]

 

‘I’d do the same if I were them.’

 

They must be quite anxious. The hope of humanity being an unpredictable nuclear bomb. It’s understandable to hesitate even to attempt a conversation.

 

Monitoring the movements and emotional state of an SS-class hero who could transform into an apocalyptic disaster at any moment.

 

That must be the content of the secret mission assigned to the S-class heroes by the World Association.

 

Surprisingly, Isaac felt relieved. It was the first time since his possession that his unstable nature had been detected. The World Association couldn’t rely solely on Isaac either.

 

Thud.

 

Isaac lay down on the king-size bed on the third floor of the inn. The soft sensation enveloped his entire body.

 

He was still confused, nonetheless.

 

He had met with the agent of Tetragrammaton and was informed that the final battle with Satanael, the final boss of this world, would begin soon. The scale had jumped thousandfold right after defeating the demon army.

 

Defeat one villain, and a stronger enemy appears; defeat that stronger enemy, and a terrifying mastermind emerges… It was the inescapable cycle of a hero.

 

Having heard this directly from a transcendent being, he wondered if it was okay to be resting like this.

 

‘A strategy meeting is urgent.’

 

It was time he needed the help of intelligent individuals.

 

Isaac briefly considered how to demonstrate that his mental state was normal, then decided to use the simple method of sending a message to the new association president, the Machine Commander.

 

[Isaac: Have you secured the two bodies?]

 

Ding.

 

As if he had been waiting, the reply came within 3 seconds.

 

[Machine Commander: We are in the process of creating 5-star level magic knights using the materials and technology you provided. They should be completed within a week.]

 

Subsequently, the Machine Commander requested the sharing of the magical technique for using the primal thought bodies of Flame Emperor and God Hand instead of the ‘magic atom’ for the magic knights.

 

It was a problem that could be easily solved using the facilities of the ‘Ark of Trials’, an ancient legacy of the celestial race.

 

The Machine Commander, judging this to be an opportunity, went ahead and asked the question Isaac had been wanting.

 

[Machine Commander: Is there anything causing you discomfort?]

 

It meant whether his mental barriers had been fully restored. Thanks to the squad members, he had regained his senses, but in the meantime, he had met ‘Heaven’ and heard all sorts of things.

 

While he couldn’t be considered emotionally stable, it was more unsettling to sit idle when the worst Demiurge in history was about to invade.

 

[Isaac: Keep an eye on me for about a day. I need to spend time with the kids too. While we’re gathered, I have something important to discuss.]

 

The hero who had single-handedly swallowed an apocalyptic disaster used the expression ‘something important to discuss’.

 

The Machine Commander replied that he would designate the entire wing of the inn as a temporary assembly point and bring along executives from the World Government and World Association, as well as S-class heroes from various countries who could attend.

 

[Machine Commander: If it’s uncomfortable for you, I’ll dismiss the personnel.]

 

It seemed he had judged that making Isaac comfortable was better than continuing close surveillance.

 

This simple communication likely alleviated much of the hero faction’s anxiety.

 

[Isaac: Use your judgment.]

 

With that final reply, he turned off the hologram screen.

 

It was called a trip, but this was more like a show to demonstrate that Isaac was normal.

 

Murmur, murmur.

 

The sound of the kids chattering excitedly could be heard. They seemed to be genuinely enjoying the trip itself, beyond just the filming.

 

‘Well, they’ve probably been training non-stop since they were students.’

 

In other words, the squad members had significantly fewer experiences of carefree travel compared to ordinary people.

 

While they had filmed several variety shows with travel or job experience concepts, this was the first time for outright healing. Literally, all they had to do was eat, play, and sleep.

 

The sight of Isaac spending leisurely time with the kids would provide a vague sense of reassurance to viewers worldwide.

 

The kind of reassurance that comes from knowing such a human-like SS-class hero is protecting us.

 

Swish.

 

Isaac got up with his heavy body and went down to the first floor. He was starting to feel hungry.

 

Considering the stress on the cast, there was no ‘random challenge’ for this shoot. They could buy groceries as they wished and cook for themselves.

 

‘Bringing along a chef would look a bit off.’

 

For a famous hero, anything becomes content. Whether it’s grocery shopping, picking peppers in a field, cooking, or doing a mukbang. He decided to choose the least troublesome option among these.

 

Isaac took out ingredients from the plastic bags and volunteered to be in charge of the meal.

 

“Lunch will be curry.”

 

“Wow! Curry made by the squad leader himself!”

 

The squad’s reaction specialist stomped his feet in excitement.

 

With Seo Eun-ha as his cooking assistant, the cooking proceeded smoothly.

 

He sautéed the chopped onions until they were almost mushy, then added an appropriate amount of water to boil before putting in the spicy solid curry roux.

 

The yellowish porridge-like mixture, blended with the ingredients, soon took on the appearance of curry with a thick texture.

 

Sizzle.

 

He thought the kitchen assistant was smoothly frying the toppings, but the fire seemed a bit strong, and the garlic was turning into flakes, spattering oil droplets.

 

“Aaah. Ouch.”

 

“No need for that. We can’t let the food go bad.”

 

He quickly stopped her as she was about to envelop the frying pan with a black radiance.

 

After reducing the heat appropriately, the pork cutlet and fried shrimp that followed the garlic in the pan were completed with an excellent visual appeal.

 

“Did you see that? This usually turns out well when I do it alone. I’m actually quite good at cooking, you know.”

 

Having finished her self-promotion in the meantime, the assistant chef Seo Eun-ha completed her task by placing well-cooked rice on a pretty plate.

 

The finale was Isaac’s role.

 

He generously ladled the thick curry over the rice on the plate and added the toppings, creating a dish that exuded the aura of a curry specialty restaurant.

 

‘Looks like it turned out well.’

 

Hunger is the best sauce.

 

“It’s delicious!”

 

“Thank you for the meal!”

 

Munch munch.

 

Isaac and the squad members devoured the steaming curry in the blink of an eye.

 

After finishing the meal… there wasn’t much to do. It seemed like the right timing for something.

 

The reaction specialist, who had been watching for an opportunity, suddenly raised his hand.

 

“Let’s play a truth game!”

 

At Gil-seong’s bold suggestion, the members’ faces turn pale for a moment. Considering her usual character, it’s well within the range of impulsive behavior.

 

What’s rather strange is the reaction of the other kids.

 

‘It must have been ordered from above.’

 

Obtaining accurate information about Isaac, the mysterious absolute being. The number of personnel who could carry out this extremely dangerous mission is limited to very few.

 

Only the members or employees who had been through thick and thin with him could casually ask about such a topic.

 

As such, the members’ hearts were pounding, thinking that Captain Isaac might show signs of displeasure, but.

 

“Sure.”

 

The person in question, who seemed likely to refuse indifferently, readily accepted.

 

“…Huh? Oh. Yes!”

 

“Wow, wow! A truth game. This’ll be fun. Ha. Haha.”

 

Unexpectedly, a head-on approach was the answer.

 

The members were dumbfounded to see Gil-seong’s boldness succeed and responded enthusiastically.

 

Yeo Jin-soo, who had been looking out through the glass window for a moment, took over the baton.

 

“Shall we do it outside?!”

 

The boy’s arms were already holding three or four 30g packets of sentimental camping fire powder.

 

The boy’s eyes showed a resolute determination to have a campfire no matter what, but the tactless Gil-seong just had to add her two cents.

 

“Huh? Jin-soo, are you really going to do that? But it’s daytime now.”

 

“…Ah.”

 

The boy drops his head miserably. He looked like a country puppy whose dreams had been shattered.

 

Isaac, feeling a twinge of guilt, placed his palm on the boy’s shoulder.

 

“We can make it look like night.”

 

“Night?”

 

Whoosh―

 

A mist of shadows rose from his palm. The members immediately understood his intention.

 

“Is that possible?”

 

“Haha! Then I think we can do it right away.”

 

Isaac nodded weakly, and Yeo Jin-soo nodded vigorously. When holding a sword, he seemed so reliable, but at times like this, he was truly just a child.

 

Grin.

 

A very faint smile appeared on Isaac’s lips and quickly disappeared.

 

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The world was on the brink of destruction but was saved by a single person.

 

Now we can live longer and gamble. How wonderful is that?

 

“Ah, I got it wrong again. When will I ever… Sigh, such is life.”

 

Poker Boy, who had once again tasted the bitter cup of defeat in legal sports betting, expressed his frustration.

 

The blonde tanned pretty boy’s expression crumpled at the boy’s lament.

 

“Tsk, how long are you going to live like that?”

 

“What do you mean? You could at least lend me some money while saying that.”

 

“What’s with this kid?”

 

Hero Electric Guy. It wasn’t advice he should be giving.

 

He had secretly committed illegal acts to expand the size of the Dawn Clan, but with the appearance of the irregular Isaac, he had to lay low for a while.

 

Even God Hand, who was the association president, turned a blind eye to his misdeeds.

 

What cut the wings of the fearless tiger was a single dragon roaming the sky.

 

Just as powerful military might deter war, Isaac’s overwhelming force, which seemed capable of anything at a moment’s notice, had knowingly or unknowingly prevented his illegal activities.

 

Poker Boy was well aware of this aspect too.

 

“You’ve done worse things yourself, and yet…”

 

“I listened because you’re a cute kid. Have you forgotten my personality?”

 

Patztzut―

 

Swish.

 

Electricity sparks and cards are spread out.

 

Whether young or old, S-class heroes all had some twisted part. Yoho, who had come to the bitter self-realization that for herself it was probably the ‘romance’ part, ignited goblin flames.

 

Whoosh!

 

“Both of you, stop it, okay? This sister might just end up hugging you tightly, you know?”

 

“That’s a bit…”

 

“If you’re going to hug someone, hug that military otaku. Didn’t you meet him a few times recently? Why? Already tired…”

 

Whoosh!

 

The goblin fires increased to eight.

 

If he dared to talk back even one more word, those would really fly at him. Electric Guy wisely subdued his temper.

 

“Never mind. Ahem.”

 

“Let’s focus, shall we? We’re on a mission here. We can’t forget that, right? Hmm?”

 

“Well, it seems there’s nothing unusual so far.”

 

24-hour close surveillance of an SS-class hero or an apocalypse-level disaster.

 

The world government even went as far as to spout nonsense about having to carry out ‘elimination’ depending on Isaac’s condition. Would there even be personnel capable of carrying out such an elimination mission in the hidden world?

 

“I told you before. That guy is dangerous.”

 

“Why don’t you say that to his face?”

 

“…Anyway, it’s probably a backlash of talent. Even if he’s an absolute being from outer space, does it make sense to wield such diverse powers?”

 

Talent that spans physical, summoning, and manipulation systems.

 

He purifies Emperor-class monsters with a single flick, simultaneously controls two powerful summons, and even handles the ominous shadow domain.

 

He was truly a one-man army.

 

“As far as I know, the world is fair.”

 

A reaction to powerful abilities. When operating abilities beyond their limit, the mind becomes corrupted and turns into a monster.

 

That was the root cause of Isaac’s rampage incident that Electric Guy had deduced.

 

“That makes sense. But more than that, he’s probably been exhausted for far too long.”

 

On the other hand, Yoho’s hypothesis was different.

 

Isaac was always and everywhere bored. He looked tired somewhere, and his listless gait had become his signature.

 

He who gazes long into the abyss, the abyss will gaze back into him and turn him into a monster.

 

Isaac probably… Over a long period of time, his emotions had worn away, and his mental barriers had slowly crumbled.

 

“That’s the same as the Emperor’s opinion.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

“But when will the Emperor and the old man get better? You must have heard something. Since you’re close to the new association president.”

 

“I heard it’ll be resolved soon. Putting the original mental body into a new physical body is supposedly…”

 

Kugugoong―

 

Shudder!

 

It was while they were engaged in heated discussion.

 

Yoho’s intuition detected a familiar magical wave. It seemed the same for the other heroes, as everyone’s faces turned pale.

 

“No way?”

 

“Sir Isaac…!”

 

Swooosh―

 

inn Building A is being engulfed by shadows. It was a state of extreme emergency.


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