Chapter 12 - Hero is born (1)
Under the orange light.
As the Purple Devil suit revealed itself, a sentence popped into my head.
Hero is born(In English).
So a hero has finally been born in this container box.
The sense of awe was brief.
I brushed aside the cobwebs tickling my face and moved forward.
The closer I got to the suit, the more a wave of disappointnt washed over .
"This is..."
A childish design made from a crudely modified Hunter helt.
On top of that, it was sloppily spray-painted purple.
The full-body suit looked like a pile of rags, with leftover alloy plates patched all over it.
To top it all off, a massive letter 'P' was written on the chest.
'You've got to be kidding .'
I felt all over the costu.
The cold, hard texture of steel felt vivid in my hands.
"It's shoddier than I expected."
As I voiced my honest thoughts, Kkalkki made a sound like Ugh! as if he were having a heart attack.
"Cap'n. That's a brutal truth bomb you just dropped!"
Kkalkki picked up the purple helt.
"Don'tcha worry too much. There's a sayin', 'Fai-lyure is the mama of success!'"
He probably ans mother.
"You can't get your belly full from the first soju bomb, y'know!"
You can't be full from the first spoonful... Never mind.
"I just threw it together in a hurry for now, so let's find the points for improve-nt as we go!"
Then again, he was right.
To think he made a suit of this quality in such a short period of ti was an achievent in itself.
Let's not forget.
This is a prototype.
Its quality will improve after a few upgrades.
"For the next model, please take off this 'P' on the chest. Please."
"Got it, Cap'n!"
Kkalkki, answering vigorously, picked up the helt.
"Then I'll begin my report! This 'un is made of Burnite material. By rai-sin' the car-bon content in the wyvern's lallar tissue layer..."
Why did I ask Kkalkki, of all people, to make a hero suit?
Because he's a close acquaintance?
Because he's a trustworthy person who will keep my secret?
Not a chance.
There was a legitimate reason.
Originally, Kkalkki was a recognized elite back in Nepal.
He had never missed the top spot as a student, and he apparently scored a 151 on an IQ test.
"I worked my fuckin' balls off skimmin' the Burnite without that bastard boss findin' out!"
"......"
Of course, looking at him from the outside...
No. They say there's a thin line between a genius and a fool.
Kkalkki had been offered a full scholarship to Nepal's national university, but he refused it and ca to Korea.
It was because, due to his poor background, he needed money right away.
What would have happened if Kkalkki had been born into a wealthy family and gone to a prestigious university?
At the very least, he would be living a better life than he is now.
"Here, here, for the fixed liner part, micro-Burnite goes in..."
"Kkalkki."
I stood up straight and faced him directly.
"You worked hard. Thank you."
Kkalkki revealed his pearly white teeth and grinned.
"Just try it on, Cap'n."
I took the helt he handed and put it on.
Unlike its appearance, it was comfortable to wear, cupping my face with a soft cushion.
For reference, Burnite is the sa material as the product Seo Gwang-pal had worn.
"Not bad."
"It's pretty good, right? I originally wanted to use Silvernite or Goldnite, but we didn't have any at our factory."
If it starts with 'Burn', it's infused with wyvern scales.
'Silver' and 'Gold' are infused with dragon scales.
Naturally, the dragon-type overwhelmingly surpasses the wyvern-type in terms of performance.
'It's a cheat-level item, except for the fact that it's ridiculously expensive.'
After the helt, I put on the suit.
Since the exterior was made of steel, a loud clattering sound rang out whenever I moved.
My whole body slumped, pulled down by the effect of gravity.
'This is closer to armor than a suit.'
I rotated my arm in a full circle and muttered.
"It's pretty heavy."
"That's ri-ight. I couldn't use Burnite for the suit. Couldn't be helped."
Kkalkki had made the suit using leftover materials in the factory without the president's knowledge.
Using Burnite for the helt was fine since it was a small amount, but covering the entire suit with it would have been impossible.
You can only get away with skimming if you do it in moderation.
Kkalkki muttered, crestfallen.
"If only we had at lea-ast so Bronze Knight..."
My thoughts drifted to things I had experienced while working at the factory.
'Co to think of it, won't a new material called Dark Knight be developed in a few years?'
A legendary monster corresponding to the
: 5 million won per day.
The condition for moving from Super Kid's skill 1) to 2) was simple.
Just use costs 1 million won per use.
If I use it a thousand tis.
"1 billion won."
That was my entire fortune saved from my past life.
'You're telling to spend all of that in one go?'
My brow furrowed as I continued to think deeply.
There's no way.
To force to burn 1 billion won just to get the second hero skill.
Isn't that too unreasonable?
'Don't tell . Is that what it ans?'
I lowered my stance, gathered mana in my fist, and punched with all my might.
A sandy wind rose in the empty lot as , but because there was no valid hit, no money was withdrawn.
Instead, the condition was fulfilled.
999 more tis.
If I do that, I can obtain the Speeder.
The sudden jump from 5 to 1,000 is bewildering, but.
It must an that the Speeder's abilities are worth that much effort.
"Alright. I'm finishing this tonight."
I took a boxing stance and threw a relentless series of one-twos.
Ding. Ding.
How much ti had passed?
"Gasp. Haah."
In no ti, I was completely winded.
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