My Dad Is Too Strong

Xi Wang, who oversees Guchon, regularly holds meetings to decide on major events.

Taesang Yeomra, who holds the highest position among the kings of the city, was often absent from meetings unless it was a trivial task because he was busy managing the seventh floor of the center.

...but this one was a 'dark thing'.

Give me a room! Room!

"Taesan the Great." Let's lower our voices. Just shouting won't solve the problem.

No, do I look like I'm not going to do the sauna? Yeah. Speaking of which, Songje, isn't this about you? What a sloppy seal you've made him!

The kings of Guchon were busy raising their voices and blaming others for who did well and who did poorly. Yeomra, watching the meeting, somehow closed her eyes, feeling tired. They weren't looking for a fundamental solution, they were just passing the buck to someone.

'How do you do this?’

Thousands of years ago, the sealed 'solomon' awoke.

Solomon, who ruled the battlefield with overwhelming force in Simgye at that time.

Fortunately, thanks to Dragon Lord's participation in the war and marking Solomon's name, the war was able to regain its victory. In the past, King Xi gathered to seal Solomon.

No, is that because of me?

...why does it all start with no when we're having a meeting?

Yeomra breathed a deep sigh and held her chin. Sometimes I wondered if they were the kings of Guchon who were in charge of death.

I understand, but...….'

the first evil, Solomon

His power was beyond imagination.

Even Overrod, the king of the whole center, was a formidable figure.

Moreover, the biggest problem is that Solomon's power has become stronger than it used to be.

Solomon in the past was an imperfect being. a man without substance However, his soul was gradually being embodied. Now the kings of Xi were guessing that no one could stop Solomon.

Come on, you're too excited. Let's call it a day to cool off. Oh, do you have any ideas? Yeomra shook her head at the question of King Equity presiding over the meeting.

"No."

Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap!

Then, in seven days, let's find our own ways and get back together at this time, and let's wrap it up. Oh, and don't forget to take care of the people on your list this time. All right, let's go!

Whispering.

Lim Young-sik, a security guard at Changshin Villa, was 70 years old this year.

Once working at a construction site, he began working as a security guard because of his poor health, when he could not get enough work to do at the human resources office. Five years have already passed in that period.

Throbbing.

the morning rush hour

People who leave the complex and rush to work, or go somewhere for the fall.

Faced with Lim Young-sik, who was combing, the villagers greeted him gently, not to mention who was first. The scenery is quite different from five years ago when he first became a security guard. It wasn't this atmosphere at the time. Living as a busy modern person, there was a time when they, too, sympathized with the overall social atmosphere of growing individualistic tendencies, did not even know who was doing what.

"Hello. It's a good morning today, isn't it?"

A person comes to say hello.

Lim looked up and checked the face of the person who greeted him.

Actually, I noticed it just by hearing your voice.

"Yes. You go to work early today.”

"I have a meeting."

The man was Dojun.

Actually, I've known him for a long time.

It's been almost two years since the sudden change of people.

Come to think of it, it was the first time I had greeted him on my way to work, starting with Dojun.

Maybe since then.

It seems that the villagers have been following Dojun in the morning.

As with other residents, he is a "rare young man" these days.

Swoosh.

Dojun gave Lim the entire black plastic bag he had in his hand.

"...this?"

"It's toast. I was going to make kids' stuff, but I made a little bit more.”

"Oh, no, thank you. How can I...…."

Lim Young-sik, who starts work at 5 a.m., actually often skipped breakfast.

Knowing that, Dojun would sometimes pack snacks that could be so simple.

"I'll be going now, then."

"Yes. Have a safe trip."

Do-jun slightly lowered his head with a smile and set out on his way.

Lim Young-sik looked at Do-joon's distant back and took out a piece of silver-bound toast in a plastic bag.

Swoosh.

Put down the broom for a moment and sit on the pavilion.

A piece of ham, cheese, and eggs in between the toast.

I'm stuffed enough to soothe my morning hunger.

"......."

I don't know if it's just me.

After eating the food that Dojun sometimes gives me in the morning.

I felt refreshed from fatigue.

"It's strange."

"How are you going?"

"Uh, Aah! Surprised!"

While looking at Lim Young-sik, the little conductor suddenly fell down in surprise at the voice he heard next to him.

Looking to the side, there was a baby looking down at him. The baby, wearing a yellow sportswear and wearing a bag, seemed to be able to see himself.

"You, me, see me?"

"Woong."

"That can't be true. I can only be seen by the dead. You're dead?"

"What don't you give? Are you breathing?"

The star breathed heavily and exhaled as if to look at this.

The little conductor scratched his head and looked at [the list]. However, there was no 'baby' in [the list]. However, the only person listed on the list was Lim Young-sik, who was collecting garbage there.

"Are you a bat? Rice Lee is good at breathing."

"......yes?"

The star crouched beside the squatting little chauffeur.

Then he turned his eyes to where the little conductor was looking.

There was an old guard there. The little conductor dusted off his butt and squatted down, just like the stars. Then, check [list] again.

"That's really weird. That old man should have died a long time ago."

The horse opened its eyes wide.

"It's just me."

"No, it's real. The name here can only be written on dead people. Look here."

The star gazed at the list presented by the little conductor.

[Lim Young-sik]

The stars blinked their eyes and looked again.

As the little car driver said, the three letters of grandfather's name were written in a dainty way. When Byul saw the old guard's grandfather, who stepped on a bottle of pett and drained the air out, and put it in a harness marked [Petbottles], she was about to cry.

"Hah, hah, hah...You want me to make a installment plan?”

"...that's what I'm saying. He should have died already.”

"I'm going to live in....”

"You're a ghost. Well, I'm a ghost, but...Oh, but I can't take a living person to Guchon. What should I do?”

The star felt his heart pounding.

Something, I feel like I'm going to lose my grandfather if I keep this up.

At that time. The star fastened his bag forward, opened the zipper, and took something out.

"Come on. You old dog."

"Huh?"

a blue wrapper with the words "Wang Ggum Ggum" written on it

The little conductor, who took it, tilted his head.

"What is this?"

"Gee Long, you can't measure this. What's the bat?"

"...no?"

The little conductor got the jelly once.

I don't know what it is, but...….

"Great God, you're not going to get married."

The little conductor looked at the stars.

There was sadness in his pure eyes.

"Battle Lee.... Cow One....”

"......yes."

"Jing Jah?"

The little conductor panicked.

Why did I say yes?

Only then did the star smile and rise from his seat.

"I've got all the eggs. That Rom-an-n-n-n-n-n-nyang!"

***

Lim Young-sik turned his head and looked at the flower bed.

I see a little boy wearing a black coat and a hat. Lim Young-sik stopped what he was doing for a while, and approached the boy.

And

"What are you doing here, kiddo?”

"......Uh, uh, um."

The boy rolled his eyes as if he were quite embarrassed.

There was a jelly in the child's hand called a king's pawl, which he fiddled with and soon ran away. Lim Young-sik tried to catch the child, but stopped.

Instead of

"......."

The boy picked up a notebook he dropped.

a notebook which reads "Leader's Register of the dead

[Lim Young-sik]

There was his name on it.

Meanwhile, Yeomra visited Simgye.

To be exact, it was a restaurant in the critical period (?) in the mental system.

A restaurant that everyone already knows in the center knows (?

"Um..."

King Yeomra's biggest worry in his life.

'Ramen or kimbap.'

I came here because it was a special sale period, but it was still expensive.

Nevertheless, the residents of Simgye were eating in a row, calling them "hyeja."

Ramen and kimbap were each sold for 500 purple skilled stones.

"......can we make up our minds now?"

A crane standing with an order sheet sighed.

If you raise your hand and go, 'Ah! Now, wait a minute! I've been thinking about it for 10 minutes.

The critical period is now slowly reaching its limit of patience.

"Just eat ramen. You tried gimbap last time."

"...make it delicious.”

"Yes."

After a while, the ramen came out, and Yeomra began to eat the ramen deliciously.

The spicy and salty MSG was really the best. Yeomra soon emptied a bowl of ramen into the soup and looked at the empty bowl with regret. Then, look around.

A peaceful world, even though Solomon unsealed and awoke.

The residents were chatting, eating food without any worries or worries.

"...are these crazy?"

Already news of Solomon's resurrection spread throughout Simgye.

Given that most of them had been through the past, they seemed quite alert.

Yeomra seized a passing transcendental seat. It was Impelheim. He was serving the residents, but he seems to be working part-time.

"Why."

"No.... That's what I want to ask."

"What."

"You know the solomon resurrected, right?”

"Uh."

"How can you be so easy-going, though.

Imfelheim examined the complexion of the Yeomra.

"Didn't Baal tell you?”

"Can't you hear anything?"

"The king of the earth...He used a skill called the Simgum to destroy half of Solomon's soul. I heard the blow was so big that he's losing his mind and recovering. The other day Baal had a lot of fun talking here."

King Yeomra opened his mouth blankly.

"...so you were one-on-one in the world of Simgye?"

"No, it's not like that......... The king seems to be able to fly skills to the heart system even on Earth. Anyway, I got a shot of the skill, and now I hear Solomon is in a moribund state."

"......."