BXBX NOVEL Chapter 357
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Chapter 357: Astronaut (1)
To acquire a ship for space traversal, proof of ownership by a family or business entity is essential…
Upon reading this formal statement, Yeongwoo\'s heart began to race.
‘A ship for space traversal.’
Finally, he was at the threshold of owning his own ship.
Of course, to construct the ship using that forward deposit, he either had to marry off his parents to establish a family or create a business entity himself.
‘Since I don’t yet know how to officially start a business, turning to the family route will be quicker.’
Currently, Yeongwoo was progressing through achievements related to founding a family.
Once his parents’ marriage was complete, the path to establishing a family would surely open up in some way.
And then, at that point, the ship could be officially commissioned.
—A family name? How can you put down a name when you don’t even have a family yet?
Jiseon, who had been watching TV with her son, asked this.
Yeongwoo scratched his chin.
“As you said, we can’t put it down just yet, but we should still think about it.”
—Think about what?
“A family name.”
The minimal background required to become a major figure in space.
In the chairman\'s case, he hailed from the royal family of Vesedel, though he hadn’t been the one to choose the family name.
After all, being an illegitimate child of the royal family, there must have been a founder of the family and many kings before him.
However, Yeongwoo was lucky to have the chance to name his own family.
In effect, he held the qualifications of a family’s founder.
“What would be good for our family name?”
Yeongwoo asked his mother.
Jiseon shrugged her shoulders.
—How should I know? It’s your family in the end, isn’t it?
“It’s our family, Mother.”
Yeongwoo emphasized our once more.
[Noble Family: Restoration of Roots]
|Complete the following three missions. (1/3)
-Obtain a mother and father.
-Reconcile your parents.
-Receive a blessing of existence from your complete parents.
Because the final step of the achievement ‘Restoration of Roots’ was to receive a blessing of existence from his complete parents, Yeongwoo was mentally preparing them in advance.
In Yeongwoo’s mind, “complete parents” meant a physical family consisting of a wife, husband, and their only child, who also recognized this family bond emotionally.
“So, can I name the family whatever I want?”
As Yeongwoo said this, Jeonggu quietly appeared in the background.
He had been bothered by all this talk about families and had crept closer to listen.
“…What? What’s going on?”
Jeonggu asked nervously, standing in the doorway.
Yeongwoo pointed at the ceremonial figure on the TV screen.
“After your wedding tomorrow, I’ll move forward with founding the family and building the ship. But we need a name for the family to use at that time.”
“A family name…?”
Jeonggu had a blank expression.
Then, glancing briefly at his wife, he muttered softly.
“Well, technically, we already have a name, don’t we?”
He was referring to Jinhyeon, Jiseon’s family of origin.
But Yeongwoo shook his head.
“This is our family. So, we need a new name. And besides, Father, you’re not even from the Jinhyeon family.”
Strictly speaking, Yeongwoo wasn’t part of the Jinhyeon family either.
Though some of that family’s blood ran through his veins, it was the Jinhyeon family that had decided to abandon him when he first appeared in this world.
“I want a name that relates to all three of us. One that also carries a bit of Earth’s uniqueness…”
Muttering to himself as he pondered, Yeongwoo suddenly widened his eyes.
Then, he pronounced a word that neither Jiseon nor Jeonggu could have ever expected.
“Renaissance.”
“…Huh?”
—What?
“How about Renaissance?”
Yeongwoo looked back and forth between his parents with an innocent expression.
Neither of them could say anything.
Renaissance of Bulgwang-dong.
The truth was, Yeongwoo didn’t yet fully understand what “Renaissance” meant.
Whether it was the name of the nightclub where his parents had first met, or the name of the motel where his conception had likely occurred due to “implied intent,” he didn’t know.
But his curiosity didn’t last long.
—You son of a bitch!
The moment Jiseon heard the name “Renaissance,” she pulled out a knife and tried to slash her husband.
Swoosh!
“Ah, wait, Jiseon! I didn’t do anything…!”
Jeonggu fell backward in shock at the sight of the knife, and in the chaos, Yeongwoo stepped in to block his mother’s blade.
Clang!
“Wait, seriously?! Were you actually trying to kill him?”
Yeongwoo, stunned by the sharpness of her strike, asked incredulously.
Jiseon exhaled a blue breath.
—Stop saying that cursed word.
“Is ‘Renaissance’ the name of a motel or something?”
—Kaaargh!
Jiseon, having completely lost her composure, no longer sounded human.
And this was Seoul, the very heart of the Korean Peninsula.
With the “guardian dragon” buff in effect, Jiseon’s power was immense.
—I swear, I’ll kill everyone!
Kwaaak!
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As Jiseon screamed something close to a battle cry and swung her greatsword, Yeongwoo, who had been holding his mother’s blade at bay until then, was flung across the room, landing on the opposite side of the bed.
“Ugh!”
The “friends” who had been watching the bedroom scene through the television reacted with shock.
–What’s going on over there?
–Yeongwoo? Are you okay?
The friends outside the returnee’s room were startled to realize there was another “monster” inside capable of overpowering Yeongwoo.
—…!
It was only then that Jiseon noticed the presence of an “outsider” in the room and withdrew her sword.
“---nyway, no. Use another name.
“Repeated exposure is one way to overcome trauma, you know.”
Yeongwoo sat up and stared at the ceiling—dark and dim.
Perhaps the ceiling of the Renaissance that his parents had once looked up at, on that fateful day of their youth, had been just as black.
“I’m not saying we should decide right now. I’m just saying we should consider it.”
For some reason, Yeongwoo liked the name Renaissance.
It was a name tied deeply to him, Jiseon, and Jeonggu, the three people who would form the first members of this family.
To Yeongwoo, it also felt like something close to a hometown.
Moreover—
‘Renaissance. It’s got a good meaning. And it’s a word born on Earth, so it would even have uniqueness out there in space.’
Renaissance.
Originally referring to a cultural and artistic revival, in modern times, the word is also used when something experiences a resurgence or a second golden age.
In other words, it could symbolize Earth’s revival—a hope for rebirth after reaching the brink of destruction through the “reset.”
‘The era of violent Renaissance. Earth and humanity will be reborn through fists.’
While silently reciting his own slogan, Yeongwoo suddenly had a thought and asked the TV screen:
“CEO, what did that tooltip for the bow figure say earlier? Something about planetary fusion?”
–Uh, yes. Hold on a moment.
CEO Kim Taejoon walked back over to the bow figure and reread the tooltip.
–It can attach to certain objects or other ships under specific conditions, and in rare cases, it can even fuse with planets.
“That’s it! Planetary fusion!”
Tat!
Yeongwoo dashed toward the TV, prompting the camera broadcasting the returnee’s room to elevate its angle and zoom in on the bow figure.
“If this thing can turn into a ship and it says it can fuse with a planet, what does that mean?”
–Well, that… uh…
CEO Kim Taejoon, being a rational person, could only stammer in confusion.
Yeongwoo supplied the answer himself.
“It means Earth can become a ship. I don’t know what the specific conditions are, but that’s what it’s saying.”
—What are you talking about? Earth turning into a ship?
This time, Jiseon interrupted.
She was terrified to think about what kind of insane scheme her son was concocting this time.
“I’ve been wondering why I’m supposed to marry the Princess of the Sun, and I think it’s because of that.”
—The ship…?
“Yes. To be precise, it’s because we need Earth to turn into a ship.”
—And why would marrying the Princess of the Sun have anything to do with that?
Jiseon asked, bewildered.
Yeongwoo walked over to the bedroom wall and turned on the room light.
Click.
“Because Earth needs a sun. But since we can’t afford to buy one, it seems like they sold me off instead.”
—What?
Jiseon no longer had the energy to argue at this point.
Yeongwoo added another comment.
“The fact that I’m going to marry the Princess of the Sun means that Earth’s ship transformation—which requires the sun—must be part of my future.”
—What crazy thing are you saying now?
“And for Earth to transform into a ship, a family is essential. But since your wedding is tomorrow, that means I won’t have a family until at least then, right?”
—…That’s true?
“So that means, at the very least, until today and tomorrow—until the ceremony ends—I’m hard to kill.”
—…Is that how that works?
“Yes. The records show that the moment when I marry the Princess of the Sun is inevitable.”
Strictly speaking, it was “an extremely high probability.”
Therefore, as long as Yeongwoo advanced toward the future laid out by fate, the statement that he “wouldn’t die” could also hold true—“at an extremely high probability.”
“Mother, all the forces of the universe are aligning in my favor. Today, the chairman also said I could do whatever I wanted, and fate says I’m hard to kill until tomorrow.”
—I was there, and the chairman never said that.
“Tonight and at the wedding tomorrow, nothing I do will matter. In any case, all of this is to gather as much money as possible to upgrade Earth into a ship and marry the Princess of the Sun.”
As if to declare his plans to fate itself, Yeongwoo gazed up toward the ceiling.
Jiseon shook her head.
—This bastard has truly lost his mind.
Her crazy son was now negotiating with fate itself—fate that may not even have a consciousness.
—You’re going to end up dead, you know. I’m worried about you, Yeongwoo.
As Jiseon voiced her genuine concern, a system notification suddenly appeared in everyone’s view.
Flash!
—-Taxes will be collected starting at 10:00 PM.
—-Anyone with unpaid taxes will be immediately terminated at the time of collection.
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