The searchlights of a helicopter slicing through the blizzard began to illuminate the peak of a remote Antarctic mountain. There was a reason the helicopter had appeared in this desolate area where snowstorms raged every day of the year. When the helicopter landed on a white patch on the side of the mountain—exactly the size needed for a chopper to touch down—the lighting system hidden in the snowy mountain suddenly lit the aircraft up. As the helicopter was illuminated, the hidden cameras on the mountain recorded the huge logo on its hull. A logo, triple-arrow seal, and, beneath it in large capitals, the letters “A.R.C.” After the helicopter touched down, two soldiers wearing snow-camouflage coats stepped out first. Then a man in his forties or fifties wearing a thick coat and smiling moved out, followed by a suited man in his fifties or sixties who seemed unfazed by the cold air. The man in the suit had the kind of seriousness on his face that comes from years of guarding

Mr. 01 and Ms. 03 showed a hint of fear as they looked through the documents. Anomaly 0004, was harmless but a real headache file number. The others were seeing this anomly file number for the first time, but for those two, it was far from their first encounter. When the prototype version of the ARC Foundation had been created, Mr. 01 had been filing every little abnormal thing to earn extra money from the government. And back then Mr. 01 had seen a photo on the internet of a child born with white eyes. Since the child had been born in Korea, no experiments were conducted on him, but a brief investigation was done. The only thing that separated him from other albinos was the snow white color of his pupils. The file was then left to rot until three months ago. When a Korean researcher from the ARC Foundation heard news about a child who kept winning the lottery one after another, he decided to check. When he checked, he discovered the child's unusual eyes and tried to create an

Leo had to wait for about three hours in a corner of the police station with a little girl in his arms. They were by far the most disturbing three hours of the hall year. For almost a year, he had been living in comfort, taking no responsibility, not even suffering from money problems, and now it felt as if he had suddenly awakened from a pleasant dream and returned to his old life. Well, it was not that bad, actually. When Hana cried because she missed her mother and eventually fell asleep from exhaustion, all the women in the police station quietly gathered around Leo and began flirting with him. Small differences like this still made his life better than before, and the whole world still felt as sweet as a fun VR game that favored him. Despite how the people at the police station tried to comfort him, Leo believed that Hana’s mother had abandoned her and fled because of some personal troubles. After all, if she had been killed, the police would have noticed easily. Getting

"I'm sorry." "Alright, stop apologizing already. The reason I argued with that woman was something else. swear to the god." Hana kept apologizing to Leo, showing an intelligence beyond her age. She thought the reason Leo had argued with the police officer was because she had said earlier she wanted to stay with him. When Leo saw Hana bow her head and cry without saying anything, he was forced to make up a lie. "Why don't you believe me? It really has nothing to do with you. Look, I'm staying in a huge room. You're welcome to stay with me as long as you'd like. In fact, it would be better for you to stay with me until the police find your mom." "I don't believe you. If you didn't argue with that big sister because of me, then why did you yell at her?" Seeing that the question he had expected had finally come, Leo immediately put forward the excuse he had prepared. "Because that woman looks like a kind-hearted police big sister, but she is actually a bad woman. While you were sle

Leo received the notification he had been waiting for from the system while looking at the emptied and cleaned-out shop in front of him. [Do you want to fully initialize the Invincible Market Owner System?] After glancing around, Leo fell into thought. At that moment, the voices of a woman and a small girl came from the stairs inside the market. After waiting for a short while, Leo saw Hana coming down the stairs quickly but carefully, and behind her, Mrs Saem, who was trying to dry Hana’s wet hair with a towel as she followed. In the end, Mrs Saem let Hana go, and Hana ran over and hugged Leo’s knee. As an ordinary mother from the 90s, Mrs Saem seemed to be a strict mother. When Leo recalled memories of his own mother bathing him during his childhood in his previous life, he understood why Hana was hiding behind him so eagerly and laughed. “When are you planning to open the market, Leo?” “I've already ordered the shelves and the products I will sell, Mrs Saem. Thank you for