By the time Usinomics had reached the Advanced Rank, the nation entrusted a tiny uninhabited island to him.

The island was so small that a fifty-meter tsunami would have swallowed it beneath the sea.

Yet that lonely island held endless possibilities.

A portal connecting Moo66 to the island was installed inside the town.

Visitors would first explore the attractions of Moo66, and those who reached the goal would unlock the hidden gateway leading to the island.

It was designed as a private destination for parties and trusted friends rather than an ordinary tourist spot.

Stepping through the gate, Usinomics arrived on the silent island.

Without the portal, reaching it would require a helicopter, a seaplane, or a boat.

The island welcomed him with white beaches lined by graceful palm trees.

A rocky hill overlooked the shoreline, while wide fields of green stretched peacefully across the landscape.

There were no insects.

No wild animals.

Only the wind, the ocean, and endless silence.

Standing alone, Usinomics quietly began sketching a headquarters in his imagination.

Before construction could begin, there was still work to do.

Returning to Moo66, he completed his daily routine before diving beneath the sea to refill the dolphin feeding station.

The dolphins had clearly been waiting.

The moment fresh food appeared, they circled around him with unmistakable excitement.

After making sure every dolphin had eaten, Usinomics stayed to play with them.

They swam in joyful circles, brushed gently against him, and followed him through the crystal-blue water.

Time seemed to slow beneath the waves.

Nearby, a handcrafted whale fountain rested inside a giant coral formation.

Following the request from a local quest, Usinomics photographed the sculpture and received a modest reward.

So far, he had discovered three handcrafted whale fountains.

Something told him many more were still hidden across the ocean.

With the day’s work complete, he returned through the portal to the uninhabited island.

Construction had already begun.

Originally, the mansion had been designed with playful traps for adventurous American visitors.

But after thinking about the friends who would one day visit, Usinomics changed his mind.

The traps were removed.

Only a hidden trampoline remained beneath the floor—something he sincerely hoped no one would ever need to use.

He looked across the island.

One day, this would become the headquarters of Moo66.

A road was laid across the island.

Instead of an ordinary sidewalk, a crimson pathway was designed to resemble a ceremonial red carpet leading toward the entrance.

Matching red stairs welcomed future guests.

Stone planters were carefully painted to resemble polished marble.

Foundations were reinforced.

Luxury-inspired exterior walls transformed the structure into something resembling a grand diplomatic residence while still preserving the relaxing atmosphere of a tropical island resort.

Thanks to the wide selection of architectural materials, colors and finishes could always be redesigned in the future.

A newly installed roof crowned the building.

Lights mounted along its edges would guide visitors from far across the sea after sunset.

There was no chimney.

No air conditioning.

No kitchen.

And, as always…

No restroom.

Usinomics smiled to himself.

If this headquarters was ever going to become operational, it would need people.

Someone would have to build the restrooms.

Someone would have to design the kitchen.

Someone would have to grow food.

Someone would have to produce clothing and equipment.

This island could never become a true headquarters through architecture alone.

It would need skilled people willing to build a future together.

Looking around once more, Usinomics quietly spoke to himself.

He searched the clear waters surrounding the island.

Not a single fish could be seen beneath the surface.

Only transparent blue water stretched toward the horizon.

Standing on the unfinished red-carpet entrance, Usinomics gazed across the endless ocean.

The headquarters still had no offices.

No employee rooms.

No medical clinic.

No meeting halls.

Every piece remained only an idea.

Future employees would need knowledge.

Practical skills.

Physical strength.

And above all…

They would have to love life on an isolated island.

Summer heat.

Winter winds.

Unexpected storms.

Every challenge had to be considered before the headquarters could truly open its doors.

The responsibility weighed heavily on his mind.

For a long while, Usinomics simply stood there, watching the horizon.

The headquarters had not yet been completed.

But for the first time…

It finally had a future.

Although the island itself had been granted by the government, every development zone still required construction permits and land expansion fees.

Usinomics let out a quiet sigh.

He smiled.

There was still a long road ahead.

Usinomics slowly shook his head.

He looked across the unfinished grounds.

The sea breeze carried the sound of distant waves.

Usinomics stood silently, gazing toward the endless horizon.

One day…

This island would become the heart of Moo66.

He allowed himself a quiet smile.

Then…

Crash.

One of the chairs inside the headquarters suddenly gave way.

Usinomics slowly turned around.

He looked at the broken chair for a long moment.

He sighed.

Building the headquarters was only the beginning.

Keeping it operational would become an entirely different challenge.