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[ Santa Claus ]
It’s been a week since disaster was prevented It has passed.
Reconstruction work was in full swing throughout the city. Many people were working sweating under the scorching sun.
“Put that all away!”
“Move quickly! “Do it here today!”
Most citizens, as well as construction workers, volunteered for urban reconstruction work. Military and police forces were also mobilized as a form of public support.
Among the superhuman guilds, some were helping with the reconstruction work in the form of volunteers, and the popularity of Team 7 of the Whitehouse Guild was especially explosive.
“This…is…uh…d….”
Cooung! Coo!
It goes without saying that the popularity of
Wang Gu-ho, who single-handedly performs work requiring construction machinery with his enlarged body, and
Jang Young-shin, who rides an iron golem and even performs welding and cutting
, has worked at a construction site for several years. There was also a man with a rather harsh appearance who commanded the entire Team 7 like a human.
“Commander Cheon 1! “That’s not how you do it!”
“2nd Team Commander Cheon! Are you going to smoke?”
“lol. Seol-ah. “Leave the hard work to me and get some rest.”
Under the leadership of a man with the unique nickname ‘Siruddeok’, White House Team 7 helped with urban reconstruction.
The work speed at the site Team 7 went to was at least five times faster, so they were welcomed wherever they went.
Lunch time later.
Construction site workers, citizens, and the 7 White House teams gathered and had lunch together.
The work leader offered Sirutteok some makgeolli and said.
“Usually people from superhuman guilds don’t try to do such difficult work…”
Other superhuman guilds sometimes came out to help with construction, but most of them only helped perfunctorily before leaving.
Moreover, they even had a tendency to secretly ignore workers at construction sites.
But the Whitehouse 7 team was different. They didn’t show off because they belonged to the Superhuman Guild, nor did they ignore the workers. Rather, everyone worked hard.
Among the people working at this construction site, there was hardly a person who did not have a favorable opinion of the White House Team 7.
Sirutdeok smiled and took the makgeolli in the bowl.
“What do I do if I hang out in the guild? “If there is a place that needs help, we should run and help.”
The people of Team 7 – mostly the field support team – looked astonished at the sight of Sirutteok talking as if he were the team leader.
“Truly…”
“Ha…”
But there was no one to object.
Because the superhumans Wang Gu-ho and Jang Young-shin stayed still.
Besides, the person who is the real team leader… let’s not talk about it.
The work crew leader and Shirutdeok continued their conversation while exchanging makgeolli.
“now! “Please take another drink.”
“Oh my. Thank you.”
“We are more grateful. People from the guild! “There’s a lot of food, so eat a lot!”
Everyone was already eating a lot due to hard work. It was already my 5th bowl of Wangguho.
At that time, the foreman’s gaze turned to one side.
His eyebrows furrowed as if he was displeased with something.
“But that person…”
Under the parasol, a fair-skinned young man who must have been only twenty years old was lying on a sunbed, reading a comic book.
And next to him, a red-haired girl in the same posture as the young man was lying on a children’s sunbed, sipping a coke.
Jororolok.
There was a large piece of popcorn on the table between them, and most of the people reaching for it were young girls.
“No, everyone is sweating while working…”
The foreman, whose face was slightly heated after a few glasses of makgeolli, said with a disapproving look.
“Why is that person doing this just because he’s so good?”
Even though it was a young girl, it must have been quite unpleasant to see a young person with intact limbs lying down like that.
Sirutteok said with an embarrassed expression.
“That’s my older brother… no, he’s our team leader.”
“Team Leader? under. “I guess he was a very wealthy person.”
The work foreman was not the only one dissatisfied.
Most of the people on site were looking at Daein and Lily resting as if they were on vacation.
Sirutdeok waved his hand and defended them.
“That’s because the injury hasn’t healed yet.”
“What about injuries? Look at that fair skin. “You look like you lived without going through any hardships.”
“No, that’s it…”
Sirutdeok just smiled awkwardly and scratched his head.
At that time, Cheon Seol-ah, who was quietly eating, joined their conversation.
“The person who suggested that we go to the guild to provide public support was the team leader. Actually, the problem is that I didn’t work when I came here…”
Cheon Il-nam, who was next to him, added a word while fiddling with his glasses.
“Don’t misunderstand. Our team leader is not a bad person. But if you ask me if I’m a good person…”
My younger brother, Cheon Yi-nam, answered.
“I can’t be sure, but maybe?”
All field support team members nodded as if they deeply sympathized with their words.
After a while, the short lunch break ended and the afternoon work began.
Sirutdeok clapped and encouraged the 7 teams.
“Now then, let’s work hard again!”
White House Team 7 started working again, and Daein and Lily were still lying on the sunbed, enjoying their rest.
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When the pure white limousine arrived at the scene, Daein had just opened the 12th volume of the comic book.
Baek Young-hee got out of the car and approached him, making the sound of her shoes.
She had been so busy lately that it had been a few days since she had met a great person.
“The team leader is still playing hard.”
Daein put the comic book on the table next to him and stretched.
“Hmm. “There is nothing to do for the time being.”
-The portal will not open for 31 days after the disaster has passed-
A prophecy left behind by the Great Sage Aximus.
As he predicted, no gates have occurred so far, and thanks to this, the city has been able to do its best in the reconstruction project with the military, police, and civilians working together.
Superhuman guilds also had a busy time.
Monster corpses were still piled up all over the city. Each guild was very busy just taking them, analyzing them, researching them, and developing them.
However, the superhumans, who had no one to fight with, were relatively free.
So, in response to the government’s request, the superhumans responded to the government’s request and went out to assist the public,
went hunting outside the restricted area,
or did their own training,
or, like someone here, there were people who only let others do the work and played around themselves.
Baek Young-hee sighed and said.
“Don’t you get tired of just playing like that?”
The great man answered with an expression that made no sense.
“There’s no way you’ll get sick of it. “My dream is to play for the rest of my life, right?”
Lily, who was lying on the sunbed next to her, also shook her head with a quite serious expression.
“That’s a rich unemployed man!”
Where on earth did you learn such words… It’s obvious.
Baek Young-hee’s sigh became deeper.
“Ugh.”
This brother and sister, who are unemployed, were superhumans who found and destroyed the hidden core gate and hunted the fire giant.
That was undeniably the guild’s greatest achievement.
Moreover….
At that moment, Baek Young-hee opened her eyes.
“…uh? manager?”
The man’s face, which was revealed by putting the comic book aside, was clearly different from a few days ago.
The great man asked with a puzzled look.
“why?”
That face was the problem.
“Why has my skin suddenly improved so much?”
Since Baek Young-hee was always interested in her skin and her landlord, she was able to notice the change right away.
It wasn’t bad originally, but now it was as soft as a baby.
Not just an improved level, but a completely new level.
“Oh, this?”
The great man smiled, showing his white teeth. The teeth were as white as if they had been laminated.
“I had some surgery a few days ago.”
The name of the procedure is ‘Hwanbone Transformation’
Daein took out the soul stone from the heart of the fire giant and finally succeeded in achieving his dream of becoming a handsome man.
The great man said, pointing to the parasol above his head.
“I heard there may be side effects after the procedure, so I’m recovering for a few days.”
My body needed rest for a few days after my bone transformation.
That’s why Daein had been lounging around half willingly for the past few days.
That too is almost over now.
Baek Young-hee said with wide eyes.
“What kind of procedure… can you please introduce me to it too?”
If the treatment was that effective, it seemed like it wouldn’t be a waste of money no matter how much it cost.
But the great man shook his head.
“The business there went out of business.”
There was about half of the soulstone’s mana left, but there was another place to use it.
“Don’t be so shameful and keep it to yourself…”
“Did you come to ask that?”
“…no.”
Baek Young-hee took a deep breath and handed a document to the landlord.
“Even though we increased the number of potion factories to three, supply is not keeping up with demand. Inquiries about partnership continue to come in… Please check.”
[WH Potion]
A treatment exclusively supplied by White House.
The effects of the potion were experienced by numerous people during the disaster. People who should have died survived and people who were destined to be crippled for life recovered to good health.
At the scene, it was assessed that the WH potion reduced the number of deaths by one-tenth.
Therefore, the demand for potions was still growing explosively.
“Let’s see…”
Daein took a quick look at the document and returned it to Baek Younghee.
Then he said, putting his arms behind his neck as a pillow.
“great job. Please take care of the partnership matter.”
Baek Young-hee asked with a puzzled look on his face.
“Are you not feeling well? “Team leader, are you making a lot of money lying down right now?”
“That’s right…”
Daein reached to the side and tried to grab some popcorn.
However, the popcorn container, the size of a water purifier can, was already empty.
The great man glared at Lily for a moment and continued speaking.
“Of course it’s good. Is there anything else to report?”
Baek Young-hee, whose shoulders slumped slightly, handed over the second document.
“This is a report on the corpse of a fire giant. There were some interesting results…”
The great man waved his hand.
“The report passed. “Please leave only 20kg of skin, bones, and blood for me, and dispose of the rest as you please.”
The fire giant’s skin was a fireproof material second only to the dragon’s scales, and its bones and blood could be used to make top-class magic reagents.
There wasn’t anything I needed right away, but I decided to pack 20kg each just in case.
“What next?”
Baek Young-hee’s report continued. The person nodded, shook his or her head, or gave simple instructions.
It was the last report.
“Today is a joint funeral ceremony for the fallen. Are you going?”
No matter how much the disaster was announced in advance and thorough preparations were made, it was impossible for there to be no deaths in such a fight.
A total of 427 dead.
Compared to the disaster before the Great People returned, the damage was only 1/100th, but it was probably a meaningless number to the families of the fallen.
A joint funeral ceremony for 427 people was held this evening.
The president and most key government officials were scheduled to participate, and a letter of cooperation was also received from guild team leaders and above, asking them to participate as much as possible.
But the great man shook his head. Firmly.
“Why am I going there?”
“Aren’t you going?”
The great man frowned and said.
“If I go, I’m sure I’ll just see the bereaved families crying and screaming. “I don’t want to go because I’m out of breath.”
Baek Young-hee asked with an expression of incomprehension.
“Then why did you ask me to find out information about the families of those killed in action?”
Among the documents that Baek Young-hee handed over to Daein today were information on the families of those killed in action and the location of the temporary lodgings where they were staying.
“…….”
Instead of answering, the great man looked at the sky.
It’s already the end of summer. It was a season where warm sunlight and cool winds coexisted.
But Daein knew better than anyone else that even this good season was nothing but hell for those who lost their families.
Because he also lost his family to the First Gate.
After a while, the great man slowly opened his mouth.
“I heard that an abnormal phenomenon has occurred on Earth and that Santa Claus is scheduled to come in the summer this year.”
“…yes? “Santa Claus?”
Daein grinned at Baek Young-hee and looked at the red-haired Rudolph next to him.
“kid.”
“yes?”
“Let’s go buy a headband. One with horns.”
If I was going to do it, I planned to create the right atmosphere.
[Santa Claus] End
ⓒ Ganjjajang
