Return of the 10th Circle Archmage

“Get the fuck up, you fucking bastards!”

Nettle!

Pussack!

Whoops!

Flames erupted from the Molotov cocktail thrown by the protesters.

A fire, heated with oil, ignited the walls of the Matop Automobile Factory.

“Why are you here?”

Matop the factory manager shouted that out through a loudspeaker.

Nettle, pooseok!

“Hey!”

Han Su-jeong, who was originally a woman factory manager in Cheongyang, screamed in surprise when a Molotov cocktail flew to the factory window.

“Turn off the horse tower!”

“Stop the dictatorship and get out of Korea!”

“If we don’t close the factory right away, we will turn this into a sea of ​​fire… no, it will turn into a sea of ​​blood!”

They started to break down the main gate of the horse tower, carrying a huge rebar used at the construction site.

“Why is this?”

The security guards who came out of Matthew Cops could not help but be astonished to see the union members who came with atrocious weapons.

‘Are there any unions that work like that these days?’

A bloody landscape that could only be seen in the past 2000 years spread out in front of the horse tower factory.

"under······."

The two security guards fled into the building, looking at the horribly broken front door in front of a million troops.

But it was inside the building and outside, but it was dangerous.

It was not enough for them to confront the demonstrators who had become too emotional.

“Hey ah ah ah!”

In the end, the union president Park Ki-hwan, who entered the matop factory, exclaimed excitedly with two huge rebars.

“Let’s smash the tower!”

“Let’s destroy the Mato Tower Factory!”

“We win!”

“Try a taste of a million troops!”

“Ahhhh! I'm drunk with a million bucks!"

They each shouted their own slogans and tried to disperse in all directions.

but

“Stop there!”

A man appeared in the air.

*

"after······."

I stunned them and looked down at them who came to our factory to play a match.

'I'm crazy, I'm crazy...'

Is this really something that could happen in the 21st century?

Also in Korea...

‘How could you just go out like that?’

They protect workers' rights too much, so they thought it was power and seemed to go out a bit harshly.

If it was an ordinary workplace, even if the union broke it up like that, there were so many people that they wouldn't even know who did it, and in the end, the factory had no choice but to collapse.

‘Since you came in like this, is it rather a thank you to me...?’

1 to 1 million.

However, there was one thing these guys misunderstood.

That's right.

“It means that you challenged God…….”

God.

It meant the Absolute with the power to create or destroy the world.

And, just as I meant it, I radiated a transcendent power that they couldn't even imagine.

‘Infinite Hell!’

Whoops!

Mugan, one of the Eight Ten Hells (八熱地獄).

It was a hell of infinite torment with no gaps.

“Aaaaaah!”

One million protesters who were transferred to a huge space were transferred to a new space, Infinite Hell.

And there, a huge flame engulfed them.

'Unending pain...'

In the pain that burns every minute, the screams of the guys did not stop.

‘Melting in flames and regenerating…’

I watched the people burning in the heart of Hell with indifferent eyes.

A hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times...

It burns, melts, and regenerates over and over again.

As if the video is rewinding.

'Let's be born again...'

as a new person.

Many people are currently experiencing inconvenience due to their protests.

Not only the headquarters, but also business partners, and that soon led to a total blow to the people.

‘You must put out the madness.’

Everyone makes mistakes if they don't know, and sometimes goes beyond the line.

It could be because they were swept away by the group, and sometimes they make mistakes without realizing it.

madness.

If you get frustrated with the group, your rational judgment will eventually be clouded, leaving only ashes.

'Before that, put out the fire...'

It was in the best interest of all.

If you can't turn it off yourself, someone turns it off.

I started to cool off their madness like the 119 rescue team.

*

- The 1 million yellow union that invaded the Matop Automobile Factory, suddenly revived and returned?

-Yellow union 曰, “I think we did something wrong. I will go back to work and work hard.”

- The yellow union who was truly educated by this chief?

-Yellow union 曰 "Unconditionally surrender to the horse tower!"

-Yellow union...

The yellow union that ran into the manufacturing plant of Matop Automobile.

They marched in with a million troops with dignified ambition, but they were all overpowered by Lee Jun-hyeok's parasite.

Jun-hyeok Lee sent them back to work so that there would be no disruption to the production of Daeryong Motors for the time being.

Then, he again steered the unions to formally negotiate with Daeryong Motors.

- The first wage compromise made without any protests!

-Daeryong Motors Yellow Union 曰 “I will not spend any more by demanding nonsensical wages. I will not be lazy at work and will work harder than I am now.”

- Has our yellow union changed? Yellow unions transformed into model workers who work diligently. Salary reduction of 30% or less.

- Earn as much as you work, take as much as you work! The wind of sincerity blowing in the union world.

-Matop did it again this time! Real education for unions!

- The Infinite Hell School of Education? Director Lee's special training place...

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Articles about Lee Jun-hyeok and the one million unions who stormed the factory have swept the internet.

Even in terms of military power, more than the Republic of Korea Army...

1/50 of Korea's population destroyed and attacked an automobile factory, and the power of the Chinese army was Jeolga.

However.

The case was settled neatly with the appearance of Junhyuk Lee, the final boss of the tower.

Netizens were also astonished at this shocking news and eagerly commented.

-Is this the real story that Director Lee really educated 1 million union members?

Break 1 million defense by yourself. Heh heh.

-Lee Jun-hyeok Are you really a god? What? How do you really educate them?

ㄴCompared to the achievements we've made so far, it's chewing gum to really educate them. You may have thrown money

It doesn't look like B put money on the personality of the manager. I must have scolded them in some way, but I don't know what it is.

B is the Chief Archmage, so it must have been magical.

b magic? unarmed?

B, stop delusion, go out in the corner of the room and get some air.

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Thanks to Lee Jun-hyeok, Daeryong Motor, which was able to return the factory to normal without a strike, barely sighed and thanked Matop.

*

"after······."

Chan-gyu stared blankly at his monitor and fell into thoughts.

'You've written a lot...'

Chan-gyu's novels were now over 200.

Because the serialization cycle became irregular in the middle, he had a series of 1 episodes, and the 2nd series was a lot of fun and messy.

'Looking back, I was really lucky...'

When it was first serialized, Circle 10 unexpectedly attracted a lot of aggro, so I threw away the alternate history that I had written over two books and switched to Circle 10.

However.

‘A lot of readers left because I was shoveling in a gold bar.’

At that time, the annual reading rate also dropped a lot, and I couldn't sleep at night because I was afraid that the article would be ruined and I wouldn't be able to switch to a paid subscription.

There were even times when I was paralyzed by stress.

'Aside from that, I was under a lot of stress while I was writing...'

To defend his reading rate, he serialized three episodes a day every day.

At first, he was only going to do 2nd streak, but he thought it would be difficult to defend his streak rate by doing so, so he did 3rd streak.

It was really difficult and difficult at first, but after doing it, it became that.

Besides.“At that time, we had a lot of stockpile…”

When Chan-gyu moved from the mid-50s to a paid-for, he was already writing the late 90s.

So he had no problem with a three-game streak, and even when he frequently went out to Seoul, he continued to do so.

‘Because I didn’t take a break from the lottery except when my fingers hurt…….’

However, stockpiling had a fatal flaw.

‘If you write it down in advance, you can’t change it even if the direction is wrong.’

At first, I was anxious, so I kept stockpiling more than 10 pieces each time, and at most 30 pieces or more.

However, since there are so many stockpiles, despite the fatal error in the article, I could not change it knowingly.

He already had a part that was connected to the back part, and above all else, if he changed the direction, he had to throw away all the writings behind it.

'So now I'm attending live for three consecutive years...'

Not long ago, after attending a writing lecture, Chan-gyu immediately gave up the stockpile and started live as he felt that even if an error occurred, he could not change it.

‘Anyway, I should finish this article well…….’

The paid grades of this work were desperately needed by Chan-gyu.

As my income almost stopped for a year, my sick parents did a lot of work instead of Chan-gyu.

His cousin, who lived nearby, also received advice from Chan-gyu, saying, 'Don't hold on to such an improbable thing, and try studying civil servants.

Chan-gyu also seriously considered studying public servants, but...

'Somehow, I felt so sad...'

a little bit···.

A little more challenge seemed to reveal a way.

It was vague, but he kept having that thought in his mind.

'I've been sloppy so far. Let's do it like crazy for just one year, and if that doesn't work, just beat me.' With this mindset, I went to study hard and wrote with my hair ripped out every day.

'I'm writing this work because of my parents...'

Most of the money he earns is given to his parents, and Chan-gyu is devoted to writing, leaving only the rest of the money to live.

He was very lazy and difficult when he wrote for himself, but when he wrote for his family, it really wasn't hard at all.

He wakes up late every day every day and doesn't get much sleep, and his eyes hurt, but he didn't have a hard time writing at all.

Every time he got his pocket money and saw the faces of his favorite parents, his motivation was rekindled.

'How great it would be to be able to write like this for 10 or 20 years from now on...'

Even without the help of friends, Chan-gyu wanted to earn money on his own and take charge of his family's livelihood.

That was the biggest driving force and goal of Chan-gyu's writing.

*

‘Jinsung Motors and Daeryong Motors...’

In entering the automobile industry this time, I decided not to go solo, but to cooperate with a Korean two-top group to compete fairly.

'Now that I'm not short of money...'

Perhaps it was more profitable to look into the future to create a synergy effect by working together like this rather than money.

I couldn't do it all by myself or just with my Matop family. It was important to have more people around to help, and to be able to build relationships like this.

beep.

So I rang the call bell without hesitation.

“Did you call, manager?”

Then, Jin-kwang Yoo ran to him.

“How ready are you, AI-powered self-driving cars?”

Then, Eugene Kwang replied with a bright face and nodded his head.

“I think we will be able to start mass production in the middle of next month.”

I did the construction of the Matop Automobile Factory, and Daeryong and Jinseong Garunba were dispatched to build the factory.

“Now, let’s try to dominate the global automobile market once Korea, which has only been in third place for many years.”

I exclaimed as I imagined in my head the autonomous vehicle market that Korea would dominate in the future.

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