The Power of Copy

Adam stood outside Green Refinery once again, but this time he positioned himself near the outer wall—far enough from the main gate to avoid unwanted attention. His eyes roamed over the massive, circular pipelines and towering refining machines that churned inside the factory.

The complex was a marvel of industrial engineering, a testament to raw power and relentless efficiency. Taking a deep, steadying breath, Adam muttered quietly to himself,

"This is my only option. If this doesn't work, I'll have to tell Mr. Kim the truth… and I really don't want to do that. Please, let my idea work."

With renewed determination pulsing through him, Adam stepped forward until he was close enough to the wall to make contact.

He pressed his hand against the cool, rough surface of the factory wall. Closing his eyes, he focused all his concentration on his inner power and whispered,

"Copy."

In that instant, a translucent blue system window appeared before him, shimmering with a soft glow.

Adam kept his eyes shut for several long seconds as anticipation built within his chest. When he finally opened his eyes, his heart pounded loudly as he read the message on the glowing screen:

"Host wishes to copy an entire factory. Do you confirm?"

A surge of excitement rushed through him. Without a moment's hesitation, he clicked "Yes." Almost immediately, a second window flashed onto his vision:

"Congratulations! The host has successfully copied an entire factory!"

In that exhilarating moment, a new system map materialized in front of Adam's eyes.

The detailed layout of the entire refinery was displayed with precision—the pipelines, the towers, the storage tanks, every intricate detail of the facility was now his to command. Overwhelmed by joy, Adam clenched his fists and raised them high toward the sky, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"YES!"

Adam's excitement was immense. He had never expected his ability to work on such a grand scale, yet it had not disappointed him. His unique power had just copied an entire oil refinery—a feat he had only dreamed of before.

As he slowly backed away from the outer wall, deep in thought, a realization struck him: every time he used his skill, it copied everything within the targeted area without discrimination.

He had never truly tested its limits. Just how much can I copy? he wondered, his mind racing with the possibilities of expanding his power even further.

However, now was not the time for experiments. Adam knew he needed to move quickly. With his mind set on the next phase of his plan, he boarded a bus heading toward his newly acquired land—a quiet, remote property where he could continue building his empire without prying eyes.

After a short journey, the bus pulled over at a deserted stop. Adam stepped off, scanning the area carefully.

The surroundings were eerily quiet—no people, no moving vehicles, just the gentle whisper of wind and the distant hum of nature. Satisfied that he was alone, he made his way down the slope toward his property.

Once he reached his land, Adam took a moment to absorb his surroundings. The field stretched out before him, empty and undisturbed, the perfect canvas for his next project.

He inspected the area, noting that there were no passersby or signs of recent activity. This isolation was exactly what he needed.

Reaching into his backpack, Adam pulled out a magazine. He flipped through its glossy pages until he found what he was looking for—an image of a crude oil extraction machine. His heart pounded with anticipation. This is it, he thought. This is the next step in my plan.

Adam carefully placed the magazine on a flat rock and held his hand over the image of the machine. He closed his eyes, concentrated deeply, and whispered his command:

"Copy this machine."

As before, a blue system window materialized in his vision. He opened his eyes and read the confirmation message:

"Congratulations! The host has successfully copied a crude oil extraction machine!"

A huge grin spread across Adam's face. Overcome with joy, he threw his hands in the air and jumped with excitement. He couldn't believe it—he had just copied a machine from a photograph! His power was proving to be far more potent than he had ever imagined.

However, his jubilation was cut short by the sudden sound of a loud truck rumbling on the nearby road. The unexpected noise startled him, causing him to freeze in place for several agonizing seconds.

Realizing how foolish he must have looked standing there in his moment of triumph, Adam quickly regained his composure. He stood perfectly still and waited until the truck disappeared into the distance.

Once the road was clear and the moment was safe, Adam knelt down on the soft earth of his land. He placed his hand firmly on the ground and spoke in a steady, clear voice,

"Paste crude oil extraction machine."

A brilliant blue light burst from the ground. In just a few seconds, the glow faded to reveal an exact replica of the crude oil extraction machine, fully functional and assembled before him.

Adam exhaled deeply, the reality of his power sinking in. His unique ability had allowed him to create a vital piece of equipment from thin air—a key step toward developing his oil empire.

Encouraged by his earlier successes, Adam felt his resolve harden. With the taste of victory still fresh, he decided it was time to take an even bolder step. Placing his palm firmly on the ground once more, he uttered the words that would change everything:

"Paste factory."

Almost immediately, a massive red warning window flashed before his eyes. The message warned him:

"Warning! The pasted object is larger than the available land. Would the host like to adjust the factory size to fit the land?"

For a split second, Adam's heart skipped a beat. His eyes widened with a sudden wave of panic. I almost got scared for a moment, he thought, placing a hand on his chest as he tried to calm his racing heart.

But then, summoning all his courage and determination, he quickly clicked "Yes."

The moment he confirmed, the ground beneath him began to tremble violently. Alarmed, Adam dashed away from the center of the site, running as fast as his injured legs would allow.

Within seconds, a massive blue glow erupted all around him, illuminating the entire area in a surreal light.

One by one, as if guided by unseen forces, industrial structures began to form out of thin air.

Pipelines snaked across the land, distillation towers rose like giants, and the intricate machinery of an oil refinery assembled itself piece by piece. It was as if invisible hands were constructing a massive, fully operational oil refinery before his very eyes.

Adam stood at a safe distance, his breath caught in his throat, as he watched the transformation. Just moments ago, this land had been an empty field—a blank slate waiting to be written upon.

Now, replacing the emptiness was a gigantic refinery that mirrored the Green Refinery he had once attempted to copy. The sight filled him with a mix of awe and satisfaction. He had done it. His power, his unique ability, had turned a barren piece of land into the beating heart of his emerging empire.

He exhaled a long, relieved breath. This was real, he thought. His plan had worked beyond his wildest dreams. Fire Corporation was no longer just an idea swirling in his mind—it was now a tangible, functioning reality.

Standing outside the newly formed refinery, Adam felt a powerful mix of elation and determination. His ability to copy objects had not only allowed him to duplicate a working oil refinery but had also given him the means to build the foundation of his future empire. The power of copy was real—and now, it was at the very core of Fire Corporation.

As he stood there, the blue system windows and the glowing messages from his power replayed in his mind.

Each success—copying the refinery, the extraction machine, and even the initial blueprint for an entire factory—had reinforced his belief that nothing was impossible. His unique skill was his secret weapon, a tool that set him apart in a world where power, influence, and cold, hard cash ruled.