Big Life

‘Let's check one by one. ’

Now that I knew the laptop and Lika's unique abilities, I thought I should check them all. The various talents or qualities of Seo Gun Woo may be included in other items.

‘Firstly the fountain pen. ’

Reconstruction took the fountain pen and opened the notepad. After a moment of deliberation, he wrote down three letters of his name.

‘What.’

Nothing happened.

I think I should write a sentence. This time, I wrote down the first verse of the Patriot Country. But nothing happened until I wrote it down and took the dot.

I don't know, we'll figure this out later. ’

The reconstruction pushed the fountain pen and lifted the horn-rimmed glasses the next time.

The size was right and the glasses were impossible. Reconstruction that I had never worn glasses in my life was a little awkward because my eyesight was good.

‘I don't think this is much either. ’

The reconstruction goes to the window, opens the door and looks out.

The world through horn-rimmed glasses remained the same. There were no mysterious things that looked different or that appeared invisible.

‘Let's read the article. ’

Thoughtful reconstruction sat in front of the laptop and opened the file of the modern manuscript. And as I scrolled down, I started to read what I wrote.

“Huh? What is it? ”

Beyond the glasses, the two eyes of reconstruction tremble in awe.

Less than a minute after I read it, there was already more than a third of a book.

“I wrote it, so you read it so fast? ”

Reconstruction goes to the bookshelf and pulls out the book in his hand.

It was a "Korean Literature Course" that was used as a textbook in college.

The writing was small and there were many pages, so I spent a lot of time reading and studying.

Reconstruction opened the first chapter of the book in a standing position.

After the headline, chapter 1 appeared. A myriad of words and sentences came to mind and dug with my eyes. Finger was relentless in turning over the page.

“What, this! ”

You put the last chapter of the book in front of your eyes and mutter as you rebuild it blue.

If I hit it on time, it would only take me five minutes. In this short period of time, I read all the books so thick.

Reconstruction took out another novel and tested it. The result was the same. Rather, this time, it took me a little longer than three minutes to read all the books.

In addition, another unique phenomenon was discovered.

There were bold letters throughout the paragraphs while reading the book. I looked carefully and found that the typos and inscriptions were wrong.

‘Do you see the inscription...? By wearing glasses? ’

The heart of reconstruction thumped.

These horn-rimmed glasses were the eyes of an editor. It had a tremendous speed reading function and the ability to capture all typos and inscriptions. Wearing these glasses at retirement would increase work efficiency by several tens or hundreds of times.

‘What's left now... is a mug? ’

The moment I went to the sink and held the gray mug in my hand, I had a vague memory.

It was a refreshing memory of the body, not the head. When I pulled out the instant coffee, the reconstruction felt like I had already figured it out.

I drank the reconstruction quickly and coldly poured the coffee. Then I swallowed a cup of coffee with my throat throttled.

‘Fatigue is gone...! ’

Energy was spilling from the whole body, which was limping with fatigue.

It was as if I had slept for more than 10 hours.

Reconstruction is now assured. Drinking something with this mug will revive you in an instant.

Did the floor turn white? It used to be gray, right? ’

It was a part I had not seen before because I was not very interested. The bottom surface of the grey mug was white. It was definitely gray until I had coffee.

The reconstruction put down the cup and looked at the floor quietly.

After a while, a gray dot slowly bloomed from the center of the floor. The gray dots were growing at a very slow rate as I tried to look at them with patience. Originally, the whole floor would take longer to turn grey.

‘I wonder if the color will work again if I drink it again. ’

There was no way to guess right now. Soo-hee, Soo-hee, or So-mi were going to visit soon, and I thought I'd have to take the test.

Reconstruction puts the mug on the sink and sits back at the work desk. The two hands that were on the keyboard were recording the items in Seogun Woo.

1. Laptop - The ability to write more than 10,000 characters per hour.

2. Fountain pen - still checking.

3. Horn-rimmed Glasses - Quick reading ability, typos and aphasia detection ability to read a book in 3-5 minutes.

4. Mug Cup - Drinking something takes away fatigue and restores health as if you were asleep.

5. Lika - Lika becomes a mediator and conveys other people's emotions to me. Somi seems to have a different standard than Su-hee. Still unclear.

I knocked on Rica's item and the reconstruction paused for a moment. Then I thought about one more thing and wrote another line of sentences.

6. Reconstruction - Received talent from a great writer.

Reconstruction smiled as he read his own sentence.

Outside the window, the landscape of Yasan is reflected by the tomb of Seo Gun-woo. The reconstruction that came to mind stood up and spoke to Lika.

“I'm going to clean up your house. Do you want to come?”

“Meow.”

Lika rolls her tail as if she understood. Reconstruction carried her to her arms and put her shoes on the porch.

“Let's go to the market first. I need to buy some Grave Weed Scissors. While I'm at it, I'm going to pour you a glass of herbal wine. You'd love it if I made you 50 weeks, right? ”

Reconstruction moves vigorously, speaking to Lika.

I was no longer afraid of anything in the world. No matter what hardship was coming, I was overcome with confidence.

......

“Son of a bitch! I'm not driving straight! ”

The driver's harsh shout did not even come to his ears.

Myeonghun was driving his sports car through the city streets.

The average speed since you left home is always more than 100 km. The destination was Su Hee's Game Company Connection.

- The writer's name is Harebuild. Maybe he's a writer who's done a lot of unsettling and fantasy novels. I heard you're teammate with LEE Soo-hee. Isn't Myeong-hoon also teammate with you?

I heard it from the chief, who was both a senior in high school and a member of the Connection Marketing team.

As soon as I heard this over the phone, Myung-hoon burst to the end of his depression and was on his way to Su-hee.

"This shit...! How dare you push this myung-hoon away and use that worthless son of a bitch as a screenwriter?! This is it, barking! ’

I thought I was losing my mind just by using another writer instead of you. But I can't believe we're rebuilding again. Myeong-hoon was getting so angry that he was smashing it all the way up and down. I wanted to destroy everything I saw.

Yuck!

As soon as he stopped in the building parking lot, he ran toward the elevator.

Rough breaths filled my throat. As he breathes his breath into both shoulders, he presses the button on the elevator.

“What brings you here? ”

The concierge received a warning.

Myeong-hoon approached her without even trying to fix the tie that fell behind his shoulder and said,

“I'm calling Lee Soo Hee. ”

“Yes?”

“Lee Soo Hee! I want Lee Soo Hee from the Planning Team! ”

Myung Hun slammed the desk with his fist and shot it down.

The female employee took a step back with a frightened, pale complexion.

Right then.

“What kind of behavior is this? ”

Myung Hun's eyes were wide open. He looks back at the sound of his voice, calling only sheep clowns from a stiff face. I saw Su-hee holding the file in her heart.