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It’s been a week since the disaster was averted.
Reconstruction work was in full swing throughout the city. Many people were working under the blazing sun, sweating profusely.
“Put it all over the place!”
“Move quickly! Get here today!”
Not only construction workers, but also most citizens volunteered for urban reconstruction projects. The military and police forces were also mobilized to provide public support.
Some of the superhuman guilds were helping with the reconstruction work in a volunteer manner, and in particular, the popularity of Team 7 of the White House Guild was explosive.
“Where···is···this···.”
Kwah! Kwah!
Wang Gu-ho, who can complete tasks that require construction equipment on his own with his enlarged body,
[···I’ll do it.]
Jang Young-shin’s popularity, who rides an iron golem and even does welding and cutting, is beyond words.
There was also a man with a rather rough appearance who commanded the entire 7 teams and seemed to have worked at construction sites for several years.
“Chief Cheon! I told you not to do it like that!”
“Chief Cheon, are you going to smoke a cigarette?”
“Hehe. Seol-ah. Leave the hard work to me and get some rest.”
Under the leadership of a man with the unique nickname ‘Shiru-tteok’, White House Team 7 helped with urban reconstruction.
The work sites where Team 7 went were at least five times faster, so they were welcomed wherever they went.
After a while it’s lunch time.
Construction site workers, citizens, and Whitehouse Team 7 gathered together for lunch.
The foreman offered makgeolli to Sirutteok and said.
“Usually, people from the Superhuman Guild don’t want to do something this dangerous···.”
There were often cases where other superhuman guilds would come out to help with construction, but most of them would only help in a formal manner and then return.
Moreover, they tended to secretly ignore the workers at construction sites.
But Whitehouse Team 7 was different. They didn’t show off because they were part of the Superhuman Guild, nor did they look down on the workers. Instead, they all worked hard.
Among the people working at this construction site, there was hardly anyone who did not have a favorable impression of the White House 7 team.
Sirutteok smiled and received makgeolli in a bowl.
“What’s the point of playing in the guild? If there’s a place that needs help, you have to run and help.”
The people from Team 7 – most of whom were on-site support team members – looked dumbfounded at the sight of Sirutteok speaking as if he were the team leader.
“Oh my···.”
“under···.”
But no one found fault.
Because even the superhuman Wang Gu-ho and Jang Yeong-sin remained still.
Besides, a real team leader is… Let’s stop talking.
The foreman and Sirutteok continued their conversation while sharing makgeolli.
“Come on! Have another drink.”
“Oh my. Thank you.”
“We are more grateful. Those of you from the guild! There is plenty of food, so please eat plenty!”
Everyone was already eating a lot after working hard. Wang Guho was already on his fifth bowl.
At that moment, the foreman’s gaze turned to one side.
His brow furrowed, as if he was displeased with something.
“But that person···”
Under the parasol, a pale-skinned young man who looked to be no older than twenty was lying on a sunbed reading a comic book.
And next to him, a red-haired girl in the same pose as the young man was lying on a children’s sunbed, slurping down a cola.
Bit by bit.
On the table between them was a large bowl of popcorn, and most of the time it was a young girl who reached for it.
“No, everyone works while sweating···.”
The foreman, whose face was slightly flushed from drinking a few glasses of makgeolli, spoke with a displeased expression.
“What’s so great about that person that he’s acting like that?”
Even if she was a young girl, it seems that she was quite uncomfortable with the sight of a young man with all his limbs intact lying there like that.
Sirutteok said with an embarrassed expression.
“That person is my older brother… no, he’s our team leader.”
“Team leader? Ha. He must have been a very talented person.”
The foreman wasn’t the only one who was dissatisfied.
Most of the people on site were looking at Daein and Lily with displeasure as they rested as if they were on vacation.
Sirutteok waved his hand and defended them.
“That’s because your injury hasn’t healed yet.”
“What about injuries? Look at that pale skin. It’s a face that looks like it hasn’t suffered a single day.”
“No, that’s···.”
Sirutteok just smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.
At that time, Cheon Seol-ah, who had been quietly eating her meal, joined their conversation.
“The person who suggested that we go to the guild to provide public support was the team leader. The problem is that he didn’t do any work when he came here…”
Cheon Il-nam, who was standing next to him, also added a word while fiddling with his glasses.
“Don’t misunderstand. Our team leader is not a bad person. But if you ask if he is a good person….”
My younger brother, Cheon Inam, took the words.
“I can’t guarantee, but maybe?”
All of the field support team members nodded, as if they deeply sympathized with what they said.
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After a short lunch break, the afternoon work began.
Sirutteok clapped his hands and encouraged the 7 teams.
“Okay, then let’s work hard again!”
Whitehouse Team 7 got back to work, while Daein and Lily were still relaxing on the sunbeds.
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The pure white limousine arrived at the scene just as Daein was opening the 12th volume of the manga.
Baek Young-hee got out of the car and approached him, her shoes clicking.
She’s been so busy lately that it’s only been a few days since she last met someone.
“Team leader, you’re still playing hard.”
The man stretched, placing the comic book on the table next to him.
“Ah, well, I don’t have anything to do for the time being.”
-After the disaster passes, the dimensional gate will not open for 31 days-
A prophecy left behind by the great sage Aximus.
As he predicted, the gate has not opened yet, allowing the city to focus on rebuilding with the help of the military, police, and civilians.
The superhuman guilds also had busy times.
Monster corpses were still piled up all over the city. Each guild was busy just collecting them, analyzing them, studying them, and developing them.
However, the superhumans, who had no one to fight, were in a relatively leisurely situation.
So, superhumans respond to the government’s request to go out and provide public support,
Go hunting outside the restricted area,
Or, each person can train,
Or, like the person here, there were people who just let others do the work and played around.
Baek Young-hee said with a sigh.
“Don’t you get tired of playing like that?”
The man answered with an expression that said, “What nonsense is that?”
“I can’t get tired of it. It’s my dream to play all my life.”
Lily, lying on the sunbed next to him, also nodded with a rather serious expression.
“That guy is a rich bum!”
Where on earth did you learn such words… Well, it’s obvious.
Baek Young-hee’s sigh deepened.
“Oh my.”
These siblings, who were living the life of a freeloader, were superhumans who found and destroyed the hidden Core Gate and hunted the Flame Giant.
It was undeniably the guild’s greatest achievement.
furthermore···.
At that moment, Baek Young-hee opened her eyes wide.
“···Huh? Team leader?”
When I pushed the comic book aside and saw the man’s face, I could clearly see that it was different from a few days ago.
The man asked with a puzzled look on his face.
“why?”
It was that very face that was the problem.
“Why did my skin suddenly get so good?”
Since Baek Young-hee was usually interested in skin and landlords, she was able to notice the change right away.
It wasn’t bad to begin with, but now it was as fluffy as a baby.
It’s not just an improved level, it’s a completely new level.
“Oh, this is it?”
The man smiled, revealing his white teeth. His teeth were also as white as if they had been laminated.
“I had some surgery a few days ago.”
The name of the procedure is ‘Hwan-gol-tal-tae’
The man took out the soul stone from the heart of the flame giant and finally succeeded in realizing his dream of becoming a handsome man.
The man pointed to the parasol above his head and said.
“I’m currently recovering for a few days because I heard there may be side effects after the procedure.”
After the transformation, my body needed rest for a few days.
That’s why the person has been lounging around half voluntarily and half involuntarily for the past few days.
That’s almost over now, though.
Baek Young-hee opened her eyes wide and said.
“What kind of treatment is that… Could you please introduce it to me too?”
If the treatment was that effective, I didn’t think it would be a waste of money.
But the man shook his head.
“They closed down there.”
The soul stone had about half its mana left, but there was another use for it.
“Don’t keep this fatality to yourself···.”
“Did you come here to ask that?”
“···no.”
Baek Young-hee sighed deeply and handed over a document to the landlord.
“Even though we increased the number of potion factories to three, supply is not keeping up with demand. We are still receiving inquiries about partnerships… Please check.”
[WH Potion]
A treatment exclusively supplied by White House.
The potion’s effects were experienced by many during the disaster. People who should have died survived, and those who were destined to be disabled for life were restored to health.
On-site evaluations estimated that WH potion reduced the number of deaths by a factor of 10.
Because of this, the demand for potions was still increasing explosively.
“Where should I look···”
The man glanced over the documents and returned them to Baek Yeong-hee.
And he said, resting his arms behind his neck.
“Thank you for your hard work. Please take care of the partnership.”
At his indifferent expression, Baek Young-hee asked with a bewildered face.
“Are you not feeling well? Team leader, you’re lying down and making a lot of money right now?”
“Well···.”
The man reached out to the side and tried to eat the popcorn.
But the popcorn bucket, which was as big as a water purifier, was already empty.
The man glared at Lily for a moment and then continued speaking.
“Of course it is good. Is there anything else you would like to report?”
Baek Young-hee, her shoulders slightly slumped, handed over the second document.
“This is a report on the corpse of the Fire Giant. There are some interesting results…”
The man waved his hand.
“Pass on the report. Leave me 20kg each of leather, bones, and blood. Dispose of the rest as you see fit.”
The skin of a fire giant was the second most fireproof material after dragon scales, and its bones and blood could be used to make top-grade magic potions.
Although none of them were needed immediately, Daein decided to pack 20kg each just in case.
“What next?”
Baek Yeong-hee’s report continued. The man nodded, shook his head, or gave simple instructions.
Before I knew it, it was the last report.
“Today is the joint funeral for fallen soldiers. Are you going?”
No matter how much advance warning and thorough preparation were made for the disaster, it was impossible for there to be no deaths in a fight like that.
A total of 427 casualties.
Compared to the disaster before the Great Man’s return, the damage was only 1/100th, but to the bereaved families of the fallen soldiers, it would be a meaningless number.
A joint funeral for 427 people was held this evening.
The president and most of the government’s key figures were expected to participate, and a letter of cooperation was sent to the guild’s team leaders and above asking them to participate as much as possible.
But the man shook his head firmly.
“Why am I going there?”
“Aren’t you going?”
The man said with a frown.
“If I go there, I’ll just see the bereaved families crying, screaming, and wailing. I don’t want to go because it’s suffocating.”
Baek Young-hee asked with a look of incomprehension.
“Then why did you ask me to find out information about the families of the fallen soldiers?”
Among the documents that Baek Yeong-hee handed over to Dae-in today, there was one that contained information on the families of the fallen soldiers and the locations of their temporary accommodations.
“······.”
Instead of answering, the man looked up at the sky.
Before we knew it, summer was coming to an end. It was a season where warm sunlight and cool breezes coexisted.
But Dae-in knew better than anyone that even this good season was nothing but hell for those who had lost their families.
Because he too lost his family to the First Gate.
After a while, the man slowly opened his mouth.
“There’s a strange phenomenon on Earth, and Santa Claus is scheduled to come in the summer this year.”
“···Huh? Santa Claus?”
The man smiled at Baek Yeong-hee and looked at the red-haired Rudolph next to him.
“Little one.”
“yes?”
“Let’s go buy a headband. The one with horns.”
If I was going to do it, I wanted to set the right mood.
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