Chapter 1

I Became A Part Time Employee For Gods Chapter 1

Prologue

[Part-time worker.]

The definition of this word listed in the Korean dictionary is as follows.

[noun] A person who works outside of his/her main job to earn money.

I am very bothered by that interpretation.

Anything other than your main job?

So who makes part-time work their main job?

‘….’

Although he didn’t say anything specifically, it somehow seems like he’s saying that you shouldn’t make your part-time job your job.

Korean dictionary.

This bastard made entirely of type with no empathy.

Is there anyone in the world who only wants to work part-time? They’re doing it all for his money.

Yes, so do I…

“Whoa, damn the world.”

A loser who has been a failure in his part-time job for 10,000 years…

A lot of negative words referring to me.

But they didn’t last long. A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that everyone comes to at least once.

“under?”

Because that opportunity came to me too.

“…Is this true?”

[6th Ragnarok. Recruiting otherworldly mercenaries! Promise of the best treatment in the industry!]

Employer: Odin

Power: 1,000,000 or more

Experience: Preference given to those with multiple war experiences

Job description: War of the Gods

Working hours: Time negotiated

Salary: 1,000,000 Odin Weapon (Myth) Armor (Myth) Helmet (Myth) Power (Myth)…(omitted below)

A word from the CEO: Long live Asgard!!!

One day,

there was a status window in front of me.

No, the ‘part-time job window’ started to appear.

A slightly special part-time job….

#1. Became a part-time worker for Thor (1)

“Do you have any experience helping others?”

The interviewer asked without even looking at me.

The atmosphere is stiff.

But I wasn’t nervous at all.

Because I have already studied all 300 expected questions for this company.

In addition, he has a high level of education and high qualifications that everyone recognizes, as well as spectacular extracurricular activities.

There is nothing to complain about, so who are they going to vote for if not me?

I started answering vigorously.

“yes. When I went on a volunteer trip to Africa last year, I volunteered to purify the drinking water there. Through that activity, I…”

It was rewarding.

No matter how much the world had changed, African children were still suffering from poverty and disease, and as hundreds of deformed dungeons appeared one after another on the African continent, nearby rivers all dried up.

The worst drinking water crisis in African history.

Going there as a volunteer representing each country was definitely a rare piece of luck and a valuable experience that helped me gain a lot of enlightenment.

But…

I guess the interviewer was curious about something else.

“How did you purify the drinking water? “It says ‘no talent’ on my resume.”

It was an expressionless, boring face that showed no interest whatsoever.

‘That face again…’

My body stiffened without me knowing.

The confidence that had been welling up slowly dissipated.

“….”

I will slightly edit the information about myself mentioned above.

Oh, I didn’t lie.

I graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in Seoul, had the best GPA, and received a scholarship for all four years.

It is true that my professors, classmates, and most people liked me, and my entire family was filled with various awards and certifications, not only from school, but also from outside and overseas.

But again, I will be rejected in the final interview.

Because I….

“Mr. Yu Dam-deok? “I asked how you purified drinking water.”

I came to my senses at the interviewer’s urging.

Know.

What does that question mean?

“yes. That was a special purification device prepared by the government….”

“Then it was done by a machine, not Mr. Damdeok Yoo.”

Blatant disregard.

The fever slowly spread.

Is it really that important how you purify it?

Anyway, isn’t it okay to help people? I wanted to ask back, but I held back.

Instead, he gave standard answers.

“yes. Of course, strictly speaking, but looking at the children drinking the clean water to their heart’s content…”

“Ah. That’s it. “Let’s ask the next question.”

In the end, I had to keep my mouth shut.

The interviewers were tapping and chatting among themselves.

“Why are you asking such a thing? “It says here that you have no talent~”

“I asked just in case. “Your talent may have blossomed before the interview.”

“This man. No talent is a phenomenon that lasts almost a lifetime. “It’s completely useless.”

Once again, something hot rose up inside me.

‘That damn talent.’

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There is only one world. Moved by ‘talent’.

Talent.

A superpower that 99.9% of humanity has from birth.

Since the creation of dungeons, this has become a natural phenomenon.

The world has long since entered the era of superhumans.

A power stronger than ever before.

Infinite resources sleeping within the dungeon.

It is the best environment where all human violence can be resolved.

Dungeon.

Since the advent of dungeons, the development of civilization has achieved changes at a faster rate than any other development that has occurred so far.

Perhaps because of this, some were even saying that the existence of dungeons was not a disaster but a blessing for humanity.

‘Blessings are shit.’

99.9 percent were blessed.

But what about the remaining 0.1 percent?

I am a member of the old generation who did not join the ranks of superhumans.

In other words, they were the 0.1% untalented who did not receive the blessing.

From birth.

“ha. Because there are so many useless applicants, I am getting late from work…”

“Oh, they don’t even let me filter out the documents because of that damn anti-discrimination policy or something…”

My fists clenched as I heard the interviewers who were still muttering.

The words came out sooner than I thought.

“…Are you discriminating against the non-talented now?”

A person lacks the normal superpowers that they should naturally have from birth.

There were no physical or mental problems, but the difference in ability compared to ordinary people with talent was enormous.

Although the country defines the non-talented as socially underprivileged and prohibits discrimination…

As you can see, it’s useless.

The employment quota system for the socially disadvantaged is still being discussed for a long time.

The atmosphere in the interview room suddenly became cold.

“No, it’s discrimination. “What are you saying?”

“Huh. “What this guy is talking about…”

As the older interviewers expressed their disapproval, the youngest interviewer among them shuffled through the documents and cleared his throat.

“Ah, managers. “I will speak well.”

He shrugged his shoulders and spoke in an arrogant manner.

“Hmm. I’ll be honest with you. Damdeok Yoo’s educational background, experience in various overseas volunteer activities, language skills, and various national technical certifications. ah? Are there different types of licenses, including large and special licenses? Yes, all of these points are great. But just one thing. “There are some things that don’t fit our company.”

The force of a successful office worker.

He said with a forced smile.

“Mr. Damdeok, you don’t have any talent. Talent. This is not discrimination, it is called fact. The company has the right to hire the talent it needs. Mr. Damdeok is just not that talented person. This isn’t discrimination, it’s a difference. this.”

The two interviewers next to me nodded their heads in satisfaction, and he looked at me with an expression that seemed flattering and asked if I understood.

I smiled and responded.

“Who said what?”

“…I beg your pardon?”

“Recruit the talent your company needs. Who says what? What I said was that you should apologize for your comments that discriminate against non-talented people. “Don’t you understand?”

They seemed perplexed.

okay. There would never have been a person like this in an interview room.

But you guys started it first.

It says on my resume that I have no talent, but I ask about my talent and ignore it. What else? No talent is useless…?

Isn’t this discrimination, not even subtly but blatantly?

“Hey. Mr. Yu Dam-deok. Why do you keep speaking so aggressively…”

“Okay, so please at least apologize. “All three of you.”

I’m not going to pass anyway, so I’ll have to apologize properly.

“Huh~”

“That’s right….”

“Hey, Mr. Yu Dam-deok! If you have no talent, you can just hire a non-talented person part-time! “Why do you come to a good company and end up doing bad things?”

The young interviewer screamed.

Without hesitation, I took out the pen I had kept in my breast pocket.

“Everything you’ve said so far. It’s recorded here.”

I didn’t prepare in advance because I knew something like this would happen, but since I was treated so discriminately at the interview site, it was something I carried around for self-defense.

It’s my first time actually taking it out like this… but

the three people’s faces turned pale when they saw the recording pen.

why?

You said it wasn’t discrimination earlier?

“You said you wouldn’t apologize, so I’ll file a complaint with the Human Rights Commission and check whether it’s discrimination or not.”

I just stood up.

The interviewers rushed out and caught him.

“Oh no, why is this person like this?”

“hey. Let’s calm down first…”

“If you don’t let this go, I will file additional charges for using tangible force against an incompetent person.”

Only then did the clinging hands fall away in surprise.

“I apologize. I apologize.”

“That’s right. We were wrong. “I didn’t mean to.”

Since I have clear evidence in my hands, the Human Rights Commission will have no choice but to conduct a fact-finding investigation. In the end, even if it’s not a prison sentence, you’ll have to pay a fine…

If you’re unlucky, you might even get a little human rights news.

Companies make a living off of their image, so do interviewers have to do things like that?

I shook off the collar of my suit.

“It’s already too late. I was offended in every way possible. “You should have apologized when you wanted to.”

I left the dumbfounded people behind and left the interview room that way.

* * *

“I have no talent. “Is there no Gao?”

I glanced at my smartphone.

A message just came.

[2030/05/26 17:30 PM Damdeok Yoo’s petition has been received.]

“Ugh~ How long will this have to be like this?…”

It’s been 27 years since I lived as a talentless person in Korea.

Although I have proudly faced numerous discriminations, it was inevitable that I would become more tired as time went by.

“Hehe~ Let’s cheer up. “Even if you don’t have any talent, you can eat well and live well.”

Nothing like cancer.

Isn’t there a great economic activity called ‘part-time work’ for me?

A savior-like being who can make a living without having to get a job.

part time job.

Part-time job for short!

“haha. Yes, it is a very nice world!”

The moment I burst out laughing and took a big step,

it started to hit me!

I felt a soft texture under my new shoes.

“Ugh! poop?!”

A thick layer of brown poop on the soles of shoes.

“I bought it at a high price at Second Hand World…”

I couldn’t help but rub it on the dirt floor of a nearby park for a while.

By the time the bad smell faded away.

Sigh!

A sudden splash of water.

“Oh my! Why is this person in the flower bed?!”

The park manager looked at me with an absurd expression.

Hose in hand.

I guess he was just about to water the flower bed.

Water dripping from the head.

It was very wet.

“…haha. “Is today the day?”

What day is it?

Unlucky day with scabies!

I failed the final interview, stepped on dog poop on the street, and even fell into the water at the park!

On days like these, it’s best to stay stuck at home, regardless of your part-time job.

“ha ha ha. “Let’s go home.”

Damdeok smiled bitterly and walked away without saying a word.

* * *

“Ugh! The smell…”

As soon as I entered the house, the smell of ammonia hit my nose.

“No way again?! You drunkards! “Why do you keep peeing here!!!”

Semi-basement in an alley lined with bars.

Thanks to this, people who were addicted to alcohol kept urinating on the windows.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t close the window today because I was in a hurry…

“Woo! “What on earth did you eat?”

As soon as I came in and sat down, wiping off someone else’s urine, something struck me that made me cry.

“…Nothing really happened today.”

A text message that rings with good timing.

Jiiiing!

[You don’t have to worry too much about your son’s hospital bills. As long as I repay the money my uncle borrowed…]

Wow! My expression was crumpled.

“Mom, it’s been a long time since I took that bastard overseas…”

Ugh. I ground my teeth.

A new type of cancer that developed with the creation of dungeons.

Like a typical Shinpa drama, the mother, against the slim odds, contracted dungeon cancer and is now unable to survive unless she is in the hospital.

Hospital expenses are like pouring water into a bottomless pot.

My father died in an accident while driving a bus with Class E driving skills, and in the meantime, my uncle took away all of my mother’s savings.

All that’s left is hundreds of millions of dollars in debt and hospital bills.

“under. Really…”

I eventually went outside and smoked a cigarette.

I felt like my heart would explode if I didn’t do something.

Chick chuk chuk!

Just as you’re about to light it,

shoot!

A sudden shower of rain.

The stiff cigarette became completely wet in an instant.

“….”

At this point, wouldn’t the entire world be rejecting me?

Something hot surged up from below.

In the end, I screamed at the sky.

If you’re going to be like this, why did you make me?

If there is a God, you really are an asshole!

Shoot!!

I couldn’t tell if it was rainwater or tears, running down my cheeks.

“Hehehehe… If you made a fucking thing, shouldn’t you be responsible…”

Rumble! With a sound, blue lightning flashes from between the dark clouds.

The sky was becoming increasingly bloody.

It seemed like he was just saying, ‘Shut up and live!’, so I started to get angry.

I raised my head towards the sky again.

“I don’t want to live like this!! “Someone should take responsibility, you bastards!!!”

It was that moment.

Rumbling….

flashing between the clouds! I thought lightning was going to hit me, but then,

wow!!

“Ugh…!”

A dizzying shock was felt throughout my body.

The stiff body tilted and then cooed! My vision went dark along with the sound.

How long has it been?

Little by little, I regained consciousness as the rain hit my face.

‘Am I alive?’

I opened my eyes carefully.

And the sight before your eyes.

My mouth couldn’t help but open on its own. Because a bluish window appeared before my eyes.

“…what’s this?”

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