Level 1 Superhuman -4-
“······oh my god.”
Bam.
The employee dropped the water bottle.
The water is gushing across the floor, but there is no sign of cleaning it up.
It was such a shocking scene.
I clenched my fists still.
All magic power generated by magic absorption, deep breathing, magic recovery, and magic heart is being absorbed by the magic defense barrier.
An exquisite balance of magical and divine power.
My head was spinning from the aftershocks of the clashing heterogeneous forces, but I no longer felt any pain.
“Hoooo.”
As he took a deep breath, the employee suddenly came to his senses.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, it’s okay.”
“Oh my god, oh my god······”
An employee who keeps making sounds that are either exclamations or groans.
I staggered for a moment, then straightened up.
Exclamations of surprise erupted here and there.
“What! What happened?”
“Surely you overcame the fever?”
“It’s impossible!”
“No. I just pushed it away with the barrier. Can’t you see that the Holy Spirit is still there?”
“Tsk tsk. You’re asking for trouble. You can’t maintain the barrier 24 hours a day.”
“Still, that’s great. I don’t think the shield was originally used.”
“Well······”
“Oh, wait a minute. You awakened your magic barrier because of the fever? In this place?”
One by one, their gazes change.
A tailor took out a hand mirror, straightened his clothes, and put on a new tie.
The superman seen from afar was making a call to someone on his smartphone.
I looked around at them once and then fixed my gaze straight ahead.
Horsepower circuit measuring device.
The pillar of light that the saint entered first as if she was trying to steal something.
I walked towards the pillar of light, staggering.
Once I took a step, it was easy. Even the remnants of pain that had remained were blown away and my staggering body moved completely according to my will.
Finally contact.
Papa Pot!
Sparks flew as the magic circle and my magical power reacted.
It was on a different level from when the saint was certified. Back then, the entire tower was vibrating and magical cannons were firing, but now, all that was happening was a few sparks flying around me.
The sparks were breaking into pieces and changing into letters. The letters were carved into the air, creating a small letter board.
As soon as I reached the center, the keyboard was completed.
[Kim Jeon Sa]
[man]
[22 years old]
[Warrior Series]
[Level 1]
[6-circuit]
Oh, what a disaster.
What I originally wanted to get certified for was a moderately strong level 1 warrior.
But a 6-way circuit?
Like a saint.
Perhaps this circuit number represents the number of characteristics.
It’s too strong and too noticeable. There’s a saying that goes, “A square peg in a square hole”. My plan was to just get superhuman certification, grind, and earn money with grinding to collect traits······
‘I can’t help it.’
I buttoned the first button wrong.
Everything was ruined when the saint recognized me and baptized me.
What can I do?
We need to correct and adjust what is wrong and move forward anew.
“Wow, Superman!”
The staff member who guided me approached me with a big smile.
“Congratulations! This is the first time I’ve seen a 6-circuit start since I joined the company! They say you usually have to be at least level 3 to get into the 6-circuit, but you’re really, really amazing. I was wondering why you refused baptism, but I guess you’re from a long-standing, no-fault family. By any chance, have you already settled down in the Western or Eastern Armies?”
“Haha, well.”
“Six-fold circuit… I wonder if I should get your autograph in advance since you’ll be famous later. Congratulations again, Superhuman. I need to issue you a Superhuman certificate and Supercertification, so could you wait in the lounge for a moment?”
“Yeah.”
“Yes. Please wait a moment.”
The employee took out a small tablet PC and started fiddling with it.
Gooooooo.
A portion of the magical energy that supported the tower splits off and comes toward me.
Blue particles gathered in the air, creating a semicircular ramp.
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A magical path that leads somewhere on the second floor of the tower.
The employee glanced at the second floor with admiration before greeting me politely.
“Superhuman. If you take the magic path to the second floor, the second floor staff will be waiting. Please follow the guidance of the second floor staff.”
“Please don’t do that and continue to take charge.”
“Yes? Me?”
“Isn’t that okay? Isn’t that against the rules?”
The staff smiled brightly.
It’s just that he was speechless at first, but it was as if he was just waiting for me to say it.
After exchanging radio contact with someone, he stands in front of them with his magical power and gently stretches out his arms.
“If you wish, it is possible. Would you like to go up?”
“Let’s go.”
Step onto the path of blue, sparkling light.
It was a novel experience.
A soft yet tough texture, as if made from woven nylon thread, greeted me.
The magic wheel gently carries me in that state.
What if we could magically implement an escalator?
Although it is said to be the second floor, it is not low at all.
It soars tens of meters in one breath and arrives.
The speed was fast, but the ride was smooth and there was no shaking.
Just before I reached the second floor railing, the staff member whispered to me in a lowered voice.
“This is my first time on the second floor.”
“How long has it been since you joined the company?”
“Two years······ Ah, Superman. Now, please speak comfortably. I shouldn’t be treated with formality when I speak to Superman.”
“It’s okay. I’m just uncomfortable.”
“Please. If the manager or supervisor sees this, I’ll be in big trouble.”
A crying employee.
I couldn’t bring myself to say that I would do whatever I wanted.
As far as I know, the work culture in Arcane Seoul is incomparably more vertical and authoritarian than in the rest of the world.
The well-known culture of bullying in the nursing community has reached a point where it needs to be folded several times, or even dozens of times.
“Okay. No, I get it.”
“thank you!”
An employee who smiles brightly, revealing his white teeth.
When I first saw it, I felt it was familiar.
‘Did you appear as an Arcane Seoul character?’
It’s strange that someone like that isn’t a superhuman.
While we were talking, we reached the second floor railing.
A metal walkway was installed just in front of the railing.
Employees in gray suits were waiting in front of the passage, and when they saw me, they all bowed.
“Superhuman! Congratulations on your certification!”
A greeting shouted out in a choir.
This is the first time in my life that I have received such treatment.
It was extremely uncomfortable, like wearing clothes that didn’t fit.
“Oh, nice to meet you.”
As I awkwardly bowed, the woman standing in front glanced at me and gave a sharp look to the employee following me.
“Superhuman. You look uncomfortable. Would you like me to replace the staff member in charge? I don’t think I can assist you properly due to my lack of experience. If you wish, I, as the person in charge of the second floor, can assist you personally.”
“Yes, sir······”
The employee calls the woman, the assistant manager, in a pitiful voice.
What the heck, are you trying to steal customers?
It reminded me of something that had happened several times in the original world.
Before the two could say anything, I shook my head vigorously.
“No need.”
A voice that is firm even to my ears.
The agent nodded and lowered his head.
“Yes, Superman. Then I will keep it that way. If you need anything, please call me anytime.”
A polite attitude, a polite bow.
But I could read a disparate color at the corner of the agent’s eyes.
The eyes of a lynx hunting for prey.
I clearly saw that gaze grazing the black flames surrounding me.
‘Anyway.’
He wanted to receive it himself, bypassing the lower-level officials, because he thought it would help his career.
Am I crazy?
Let’s throw the credit to that hyena-like person instead of the good employee who helped us when we were in danger.
“Superman, is there anything you would like to drink?”
“Iced Americano, please.”
“Please wait a moment.”
The staff handled the work quickly.
Coffee is served at the bar in the center of the lounge, and a variety of desserts are brought out beautifully.
Other employees, even the second floor manager, were hovering around me, but they were so quick that the coffee was ready before they could even speak to me.
“You make good coffee.”
“Thank you, Superhuman. Please wait a moment and I will bring you the Superhuman Certificate and Super Authentication.”
When did you prepare?
I thought it would take time this time, but it didn’t.
It looks like he finished his paperwork remotely while riding the magic train.
He went into a corner of the lounge for a moment, brought out the completed superhuman certificate and super authentication, and placed them in front of me.
The agent and other employees looked puzzled.
They just kept grinning among themselves and criticizing each other, but with their senses heightened by their fully awakened magical powers, they pretended not to know, to the point where their mouths were ticklish.
The employee sitting in front of me seemed to have noticed too.
I managed to keep a serious expression on my face, desperately holding back laughter.
“Superhuman. I sincerely congratulate you on officially receiving Superhuman certification. As you know, Superhumans are granted five privileges and numerous benefits. Of these, only two privileges apply to you, a Level 1 Superhuman.”
“Tax breaks and armed privileges, right?”
“Yes, that’s right. Although it’s not a big deal, you can benefit from a certain percentage of all direct taxes, including income tax, property tax, real estate tax, gift tax, and inheritance tax. Later, when you level up, you can benefit even more.”
A level 1 tax cut isn’t much.
The scary thing is that the percentage continues to increase.
At around level 7, it becomes almost like a nominal tax.
Level 8?
Completely tax-free. It applies not only to individuals but also to groups to which they belong.
“Also, once you become a superhuman, there are no restrictions on carrying firearms or weapons. However, for security reasons, we recommend that you refrain from exposing your weapons. From level 3, you will be free to do so, but up to level 2, you will be fined for violating the Seoul Metropolitan Government’s ordinance.”
This is the key.
This means you can carry whatever you want, whether it’s a rifle or a rocket launcher.
Since you have to pay a fine, it’s better to carry it around in your bag.
“For your information, when you reach level 3, you will be granted sanctions privileges, and when you reach level 5, you will be granted immunity and non-arrest privileges.”
Sanction privilege.
Another word for private sanctions.
From level 3 superhumans onwards, they have the right to punish criminals as long as it does not conflict with social norms or the laws of the Republic of Korea.
And the privilege of immunity and non-arrest.
Have you heard it a lot?
Originally, in the Republic of Korea, this was a privilege granted only to members of the National Assembly.
In other words, this world’s level 5 superhumans are a privileged class comparable to the members of the world’s parliament.
‘He’s openly noble.’
If you think about it, it’s only natural.
Power comes from the barrel of a gun. A level 5 superhuman has the fighting power of a single fighter jet. No matter how many ordinary riflemen gather together, they are no match for him.
What can I do?
I should treat you like royalty.
“Also, if you use super authentication, you can use public transportation for free, use KTX economy class seats for free, guarantee and support for airplane economy class seats, free toll fees, free use of super facilities nationwide, free hospital expenses, and······”
The many benefits of being a superhuman.
There was a slight difference between each level. Level 1 is now free KTX economy class, but from level 3 onwards, you get guaranteed special class seats and free use, and level 5 gets guaranteed business class seats and free use on airplanes.
I took my superhuman certificate and super authentication with me.
Then the surrounding staff quietly left their seats.
He secretly taps on his smartphone screen and writes in the air, making a fuss.
‘Oh, shit.’
I understand why you do that.
It’s good prey.
For journalists, headhunters, and even bored superhumans.
If I leave like this, I’ll probably be held in the first floor plaza for hours.
As I frown, the employee asks in a small voice as if he has read my mind.
“Can I help you?”
“how?”
“There is a way to do everything.”
“Okay, please.”
The employee winked at me slightly.
Then he moved next to me, linked arms with me, and helped me up.
“Agent! Agent Kim Mi-hyeon!”
“Huh? Uh, why?”
“I’m leaving work early today!”
A cheerful employee shouts.
The agent was about to reflexively say no, but instead froze.
His pupils were shaking as if there was an earthquake, and he looked back and forth between me, who was standing up awkwardly, and the employee who was leaning against me as if covering me with his body.
“Uh······ Yeah, okay. Okay. I’ll make sure to take care of you since you can come to work late tomorrow.”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone’s gaze turned towards him.
A look full of jealousy and envy.
And gossip.
“They say the quiet cat gets on the roof first.”
“That was just pretense.”
“She’s a scary girl.”
“I knew that girl would do that.”
wait for a sec.
What is this?
The atmosphere is strange?
Before I could react, the employee grabbed my arm and pulled me away.
“Sir! I’ll stop by the supplies room!”
“Do whatever you want.”
The agent looks as if he has completely given up.
Leaving my face empty, I followed the staff into a small room in the corner of the lounge.
The employee who had been clinging to me until then quickly searched the room.
“Superman, please wear this.”
What the employee handed me was a staff suit and a flowing cape.
I glanced at the cloak.
It was something I often saw on my smartphone screen.
Cloak of Hiding.
It’s not an item that completely hides you like an invisibility cloak, but it’s an item that really kills your presence. It’s enough that you won’t be detected even if you enter the detection range of a monster.
What if I write that now?
The black flames swirling around my body will be greatly reduced. If there were no detection type characteristics, you wouldn’t notice anything strange about me.
I changed my clothes and put on a cloak.
The black flames disappeared as the cloak melted and stuck to me.
Of course, it hasn’t disappeared.
It was still burning my shield. It was just that it was no longer visible from the outside.
He just left the supply room.
Along the hidden staff passage in the supply room, along the wall, avoiding the hyenas waiting outside.
After passing through a long underground passage, we arrived at Chointop Station on Subway Line 2.
In terms of the world, it would be Jamsil Station.
“thank you.”
He gave back the cloak and clothes.
But there were no black sparks flying.
This is because of the newly acquired trait.
[Hide]
Satisfy the acquisition conditions by utilizing secret passages and using the Cloak of Hiding.
The staff member looks at me with a strange expression.
“You are different from other people, Superman.”
“what?”
“Just. What should I say······ It seems like you’re not from this world. I’ve never seen a superhuman being this kind.”
Are you saying that you said thank you?
It seems like he suffered a lot of bullying while working at Superintap.
Instead of answering, he just smiled.
The employee also laughed out loud and took a business card out of his pocket and handed it to me.
A square business card without any fancy features.
I almost screamed the moment I received the business card.
[Baek So-rin]
Because of these three letters.
Baek So-rin, Baek So-rin!
One of the three leading characters in the warrior series.
Although he is not as good as Cheonma, he is someone who can easily crush other SSR characters.
“Superman! See you next time!”
Baek So-rin speaks cheerfully and walks away.
Thin glasses, long hair, bright expression.
That’s why I couldn’t recognize it.
Because in the game, Baek So-rin always had a twisted smile and ominous eyes.
“Baek So-rin······”
A card that I have never held in my hand in a game.
But in this world?
The saliva gurgled down my throat.
