Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan

Become Overpowered CEO of Hero Clan – 131

A rectangular space measuring 60 meters in length and 40 meters in width.
In one corner of the holographic training room, which had no environmental settings applied, a blue-eyed young man sat in front of a table filled with various magic engineering equipment.
Buzz.
He began to move his hands busily, as if he understood the contents of the recipe notes just by touching them.
He placed a blue leaf, a purple plant, a cup of water with a blue hue, and a well-purified magic stone on the floor, quietly muttering in a strange alien language.
Buzz.
A magic circle with various geometric shapes and patterns appeared on the floor, soon emitting a majestic resonance.
Swish.
Following the young man’s hand movements, the blue leaf and the water in the cup rose and began to merge into one.
The blue leaf oozed a thick liquid, as if pressed by a juicer, and soon it was completely crushed, leaving only the blue liquid floating in the air.
Whoosh.
Next, the purple plant floated up and was similarly crushed and distorted. After a few seconds, the purple plant also left only purple liquid, which mixed with the blue water.
Buzz―!
Swoosh.
Suddenly, the magic circle, resembling a night sky, emitted powerful magical energy. The dark blue liquid, born from the mixed ingredients, formed a small vortex and completely blended.
Buzz!
Crack. Crackle.
As the young man waved his hand again, the purified magic stone floated up. A crack appeared on the stone, and small blue magic particles floated out from a tiny hole.
The magic particles merged with the dense dark blue liquid. At that moment, the patterns of the magic circle emitted a bright white light.
Buzz―.
Flash!
A mysterious liquid, imbued with blue starlight, floated in the air.
The liquid was bottled in a glass container according to the young man’s will. The cork of the glass bottle moved as if by telekinesis, sealing the bottle tightly to prevent the blue starlight liquid from leaking.
The entire process flowed smoothly and took less than five minutes.
“Success.”
The young man nodded expressionlessly. The blue-eyed young man was none other than Hero Isaac.
He had purchased all the recipes for elixirs that help heroes break through their limits from Farmer Man and had successfully created an elixir on his first attempt as practice.
“Is this the right way to do it?”
Whoosh!
A small bird engulfed in blue flames, Ifrit, appeared in front of Isaac.
“Indeed, that is the correct method. The alchemy of Terraria greatly depends on the skill of the creator. Creating a low-grade elixir with the power of a 5-star hero is as easy as pie. Do not stop and continue to refine your skills.”
“I intend to.”
Buzz!
Isaac took out more ingredients and fused and refined them in the same manner as before. After working continuously for two hours, he had completed twenty bottles of shimmering elixirs.
Swish― Boom.
This time, monster hides and bones were spread out on the floor. As Isaac waved his hand, they too floated into the air.
Whoosh!
This time, the hide and bones were engulfed in blue flames. Within ten minutes, they were refined into a soft, light gray material.
The bones and hide fused into a single, solid material.
Whoosh!
The blue flames clung to the light gray material again. The material stretched and had holes pierced into it, seemingly reflecting Isaac’s will.
After an hour, the once thick, rectangular light gray material had transformed into a distinct armor shape.
Ifrit emerged from the blue flames.
“By placing slots here, a complete base set will be formed. The refined hide and bones are byproducts from sub-champion level creatures, so you cannot craft beyond six slots.”
“What happens if I ignore that and craft beyond six slots?”
“The circuits embedded in the base will either burn out or explode due to overload.”
“I see.”
From that day onward, material refinement became part of Isaac’s daily routine.
His inventory was filled with various grades of materials, and with the memories passed on by Ifrit, he easily crafted elixirs and various armaments.
Time flew by like an arrow, and a month had passed since his return.
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The aftermath of the war was devastating.
South Korea had emerged victorious after three months of fierce struggle against DRR, the world’s largest villain alliance, but the scars ran deep.
The massive loss of nearly 6,000 lives left a profound wound and sorrow across the nation.
A somber atmosphere pervaded the country. Memorial services and funerals were held everywhere, with citizens shedding tears as they mourned the lost.
Heroes, soldiers, and civilians alike had lost their lives, leading to a strong sense of grief and anger towards the state and government among the citizens.
Post-war recovery efforts showed little progress. Many buildings lay in ruins, and collapsed bridges and roads awaited restoration, presenting a desolate sight.
Additionally, people faced the crisis of rising prices for essential goods and food.
With domestic production and trade activities halted for several months, a temporary spike in prices was inevitable.
―My friend’s father passed away. Just finished a joint funeral. Another gloomy day…
―I survived, but the apartment I bought last year with all my savings has completely collapsed. Sigh, I genuinely want to die.
―To those kids who joked about wanting a war! This is the reality of war. Are you satisfied now?
The hearts of citizens, who had prayed for the nation’s survival, now longed to return to their previous daily lives.
It was a human instinct to yearn for a better situation.
Ironically, despite such hardships, the sense of solidarity and camaraderie among citizens grew stronger.
―Let’s get through this by helping each other.
―Our people are good at overcoming challenges.
―We survived, and that’s what matters. Let’s rebuild our country into a better place.
South Korea, which had experienced past wars and achieved the Miracle on the Han River, was a nation resilient in the face of crisis.
People smiled brightly as they helped their neighbors and joined hands to restore the damage. Various volunteer organizations and local communities actively led efforts to rebuild and restore society.
Although distrust and conflict between the government and the people remained high, many citizens participated in national reconstruction efforts, gathering strength to lift the country back up.
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In such a tumultuous time, the reopening of a national event lifted the spirits of the people.
Heroes were not only the spear and shield that protected the nation but also celebrities who brought joy and happiness to the masses.
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Ms. A, who managed to keep her job thanks to government corporate subsidies, raised her hands in triumph.
“Nice!”
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Ms_A, your ticket purchase is complete.
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Date: 20XX-04-12 (Sat) 20:00
Her favorite ticketing macro had done its job once again. Smiling broadly, she quickly grabbed her smartphone.
A message from a friend celebrating their ticketing success had just arrived.
Ms. A chuckled and typed quickly.
―You too? Me too, haha.
Ms. A and her friend, listing their favorite heroes in order of preference, ended their chat with a vow to stick together on the day of the event.
Their seats were in the B area, where the first to arrive would claim the best spots.
After donating a hefty sum of 5 million won to a fund for those who had lost their homes, she spent the week in high spirits. The night before the big day, she stayed up late watching gifs of Seo Eun-ha, her team members, and the beloved team leader.
Before she knew it, she and her friend were entering Jamsil Stadium.
“This is amazing!”
“Really.”
After being tormented by villains, they could finally relax and sleep peacefully. And soon, they would see the heroes who had brought peace to the nation.
Ms. A’s heart pounded with excitement.
“Oh, oh! There, there. Over there!”
“I know, I know. I saw it. I saw it with my own eyes!”
Screams erupted from all directions as famous heroes entered the hero seats close to the stage.
When well-known B-rank heroes entered, and when recognizable A-rank heroes appeared, the audience turned into a competition to see who could shout the loudest.
“Wow! Look at Eli’s outfit today. Who’s her stylist?”
“Look at Baek So-hye. Isn’t she the most stunning white-haired beauty ever? And Baek Nam-gi, too. How can siblings look that good?”
Ms. A clutched her chest at the sight of the heroes’ divine appearances, nodding repeatedly at her friend’s excited shoulder nudges.
Her vocal cords, warmed up by the handsome and beautiful heroes, went into maximum overdrive when her favorite hero team appeared.
“Seo Eun-ha, you’re so beautiful!”
“Ahh. Wow. Oh my. Wow.”
Next to Ms. A, her friend, who adored Yeo Jin-soo, let out a groan of admiration.
Seo Eun-ha was a goddess incarnate, and the still-growing Yeo Jin-soo exuded an overwhelming cuteness and freshness.
Seo Eun-ha waved gracefully, while the adorable Yeo Jin-soo fidgeted beside her. It was a perfect combination.
‘This is what a country should be!’
Wow!
Even the relatively less popular Hwang Man-deuk and Gil-seong had seen a significant rise in recognition. The enthusiastic cheers were a testament to that.
Hwang Man-deuk, who advanced to the finals and was challenging for the title of B-rank Hero of the Year, looked visibly nervous but still handsome. Gil-seong, who surprisingly opted for a feminine outfit, showcased an unexpected volume.
“Wow, when they really dress up, they all look amazing.”
“I told you, our heroes can hold their own anywhere!”
“Who said they couldn’t? Who said that! Who!”
But the audience’s voices, which seemed to have reached their peak, broke through the limiter and threatened to bring down the stadium when the S-rank heroes appeared.
Waaaaaa─────!
Flame Emperor. Electric Guy. Yoho. Machine Commander. Poker Boy. And God Hand.
It was because of them that South Korea could exist. The S-rank heroes, who each fought desperate battles against DRR’s executives, were the light and salt, the alpha and omega, to the people.
“Thank you! We love you! Really, truly, truly, truly, thank you so much!”
Their beauty and handsomeness were secondary.
They were great war heroes. They deserved to be called heroes not because of their profession but because of who they were.
Click. Click.
And then, always appearing last, was the pillar of South Korea. One of only four awakened beings in the world, the white-haired Sword God, the Great Sword of Korea, Hero Sword Emperor made his appearance.
“Eh?”
“Huh?”
But today, he was with someone else.
The hero who had nonchalantly defeated two demonic monsters that had pushed the Sword Emperor to the brink, who had shared tearful hugs with his team members, and who had not shown himself to the public even once since that day—Isaac, the absolutely invincible hero.
Waaaaaaah!
Our beloved team leader had finally graced the world with his presence.