Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 175

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Episode 175
Soe-gwon’s account information was transparent.
In fact, not just Soe-gwon—all Capsule Games accounts were.
Without cloning a person, you couldn’t arbitrarily create a different account.
Naturally, you couldn’t fake nationality either.
That fact made Rabio all the more stunned.
“Korea……? Korea, you say?”
KOREA.
The nation that every country competing in international tournaments rushed to find.
It went without saying that this wasn’t because anyone liked them.
It was because a guaranteed win came the moment a Korean player appeared—a blank check victory card.
Even Singularity Italy’s second and third teams could become national representatives in Korea.
The gap between overseas and Korea was that immense,
“A Korean gamer……just beat me? Is that what you’re telling me?”
Until now, his image of Korea had been exactly one thing.
Kimchi.
Without a doubt, he’d never seen a gamer from Korea with this level of performance before.
“Manager! Dig up more information!”
The number of games he’d promised in exchange for donations was already the last thing on his mind.
What was interesting was that no one in the chat window pointed this out.
Not just Rabio—everyone was curious.
A mysterious gamer who suddenly appeared on the Italian server and reduced Rabio to mincemeat!
But no one knew who Thousand Horse really was.
-Why is the nickname in Korean though?
-Gold Rank even in Korea!
-Wow, the win rate here is insane too!
-How did a gamer like this even emerge from Korea?
-This bastard. Could he be stepping up as a national representative?
-Hey! Doesn’t anyone here speak Korean?
-There’s always that guy blasting K-pop BGM here! Why’s he silent now!
Rabio himself searched diligently, but found little of value.
Thousand Horse.
That nickname was actually a critical clue,
but they had no way of knowing it.
* * *
“Phew.”
Thousand Horse—Hae-rang exhaled deeply.
Good thing the objective was achieved.
Hae-rang flashed a weary yet satisfied smile and asked his viewers,
“Why do Italian people play games in the morning?”
-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ for real
-If they’d just match the Korean time zone, wouldn’t that be perfect?
-You pizza bastards! From now on, get up early!
-Still can’t get Rabio’s blank expression out of my head ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-For real, must’ve felt like getting stabbed in the eyes ㅋㅋ
-This is what kimchi tastes like, you roundeyes!
After obtaining a new Capsule.
Hae-rang reached a somewhat presumptuous conclusion.
‘There are no more worthy opponents on the Korean server.’
Even his fellow national representatives Ma Hyeon-bin and Da-hong had struggled considerably against him.
And he hadn’t even deployed the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.
Given the situation, there was no data worth obtaining from the domestic server.
So Hae-rang made his decision.
He would seek out data himself.
“I heard the Italian server was harder than Korea’s, but it seems more manageable than expected?”
-What?
-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ seriously
-The Italian server is easy? ㅋㅋㅋ
-That’s only you! It’s only possible because you’re you!
-You’re supposed to say the opposite normally ㅋㅋ
Korea’s Singularity is difficult enough to reach Gold Rank, let alone on the European server!
But seriously, how’d he even do it? Response time is 50ms?
At that rate, he’s losing about 2 frames the whole game. Insane.
Skill activation must’ve been slower than usual—how’d he even land it?
Hae-rang’s viewers understood perfectly.
What kind of penalty came with playing on an overseas server.
Going to the Italian server—several times harder than the Korean one—
he’d crushed the Italian National Team while wearing invisible shackles.
The viewers erupted in cheers and, at the same time, burned with curiosity.
How had he overcome those constraints?
“Well…”
Hae-rang reviewed the games from last night.
Then he offered a simple answer.
“You just have to move a little faster.”
Haha, seriously?
Here we go again.
I didn’t even expect anything! Attention-Seeking Heavenly Demon!
Living Point: If your response time is slow, moving faster helps.
In my opinion, this guy should never become a coach.
Yeah, trainees watching would lose their minds.
The trainees themselves would lose their minds.
Can’t do it? It’s hard? Can’t do it? It’s hard?
Past dawn, into morning.
Even the one performing felt exhausted,
so what of those watching?
But swept up in the thrill of taking down Italy’s National Team, the viewers wouldn’t leave their screens.
That satisfaction and excitement translated directly into sponsorships.
<Patriot donated 200,000 won!>
<I’ve only ever seen us get stomped by Italy’s National Team, but even though this isn’t a tournament, that was some solid payback!>
<Korean Kimchi Power donated 100,000 won!>
<Actually, I think he played well. The most annoying thing is always when someone wins one round and disappears.>
<Americano in Italy donated 100,000 won!>
<A proper dojo-breaking run lol. You going back to the Italian server tomorrow?>
“I’m planning to try it for another day or two. Now that I’ve just reached Gold Rank, I’ll probably encounter Italy’s National Team much more frequently.”
The Capsule Cup was now less than two weeks away.
Hae-rang intended to methodically visit the servers of every nation that had made the semifinals the previous year.
There was a response-time handicap, but wins and losses didn’t matter.
What Hae-rang ultimately wanted through this “dojo-breaking” mission was data.
And one more thing.
I genuinely live these days just to watch this guy’s broadcasts.
Attention Seeker, you’re the reason I’m still alive!
Attention Seeker alive! Attention Seeker alive! Attention Seeker alive! Attention Seeker alive! Attention Seeker alive! Attention Seeker alive!
Isn’t there something thrilling about it? Some unknown expert suddenly popping up everywhere and breaking dojos?
Real talk, this is seriously fun in its own way.
Will Rabio upload the full video from today’s stream?
First time in my whole life I’ve seen a gamer from another country get crushed like that!
Thanks, Attention Seeker!
Mom! I want to go to Italy with the Attention Seeker! Mom! I want to go to Italy with the Attention Seeker!
These people don’t even know what coffee tastes like, yet they hate Iced Americano lol
Good work out there, Attention-Seeking Heavenly Demon!
Thanks to you, I wasn’t lonely tonight either.
By morning, fifty thousand people had watched Hae-rang’s broadcast to the end.
Praise of every kind had poured down on him,
and he had to swim through an ocean of dopamine until he shouted his usual sign-off.
* * *
Just as Korea had the game portal site Shotgun,
every major country overseas had its own massive communities.
With the Capsule Cup drawing near, more people than usual had gathered.
And across several nations, a “ghost story” was spreading.
“A mysterious expert has appeared on the Iron Fist server.”
‘Near a hundred-percent win rate, and matched against Gold Rank even from Black Tier.’
‘A one-trick Full Phoenix player, and Korean.’
‘Not just a Gold Rank streamer, but someone who occasionally devours National Team players and vanishes without a word.’
‘I can’t speak English very well. That was the entirety of what this mysterious expert had to say.’
When people synthesized all these accounts, the conclusion they reached was,
‘An urban legend.’
-Does that even make sense? When did Full Phoenix players dry up like that
-Korea? LOL! At least make your lies believable
-Where would an expert come from in a country that treats international competitions as a light meal?
-Everyone’s deifying anything that moves these days
Italy.
America.
Russia.
The Netherlands.
Urban legends spread across Iron Fist servers in each country.
Some dismissed the rumors outright,
while others’ eyes gleamed with intrigue.
But was the rumor true?
If it was, what would this user be doing right now?
* * *
Zip!
Hae-rang sealed the suitcase zipper closed, then tapped it lightly with his palm.
At the clean, crisp sound, he smiled and opened the door.
“Mother. I’ve finished packing…….”
Hae-rang, pulling his suitcase, trailed off mid-sentence.
He turned to face the people who had entered the home.
His mother smiled at him, a touch awkwardly.
“Hae-rang. I mentioned it yesterday, remember? These are the people coming to view the house. They arrived about thirty minutes early.”
“Ah, I see. Please, don’t mind me—look around at your leisure.”
Hae-rang offered a bright greeting to the visitors.
A middle-aged woman who appeared to be a real estate agent opened her mouth wide.
“My goodness. You’ve raised your son wonderfully. However did he grow up to be so striking? He could be a celebrity right this instant.”
“Hah.”
Hae-rang, pulling his suitcase, paused for a moment.
All the visitors’ eyes turned toward him in confusion.
“Ah, my apologies. I mistepped. I’ve already cleaned my room, so please take a look.”
With that, Hae-rang wheeled his suitcase toward the entrance.
After all the guests had gone, his mother approached with a cautious air.
“Did we startle you with people suddenly pouring in? I should have given you more warning.”
“They came earlier than expected on their end, anyway. You were going to the real estate office this afternoon, weren’t you?”
“Right. We need to find a new place to move to.”
Hae-rang and his mother lived in a long-term lease apartment,
and as the contract deadline approached, the new owner would be moving in.
“You must feel quite wistful about leaving this place.”
“Haha. A little, perhaps? I’ve grown quite attached over the years. We’ve been living here since Hae-rang was small.”
“I have quite a bit of savings left from the funds I set aside for a Capsule. If I add that to it…….”
“It’s fine, Hae-rang. Keep the money you’ve earned for the house you’ll live in someday. The property value here suddenly shot up, that’s all—I can find plenty of places around here with my own means.”
His mother flexed her arm, showing off her biceps.
But nothing rose to meet the gesture.
“Do you remember when I went to the mart with you before?”
“Hmm?”
“There was an apartment I said I’d love to live in for even just a day. How much is that one?”
“Oh my. You remember that?”
His mother laughed briefly, her clear eyes rolling side to side.
“I’d guess… maybe around three billion won?”
“Three billion, then.”
Hae-rang nodded slowly.
At his calculating manner, his mother burst out laughing.
“Haha. What, are you thinking of buying it?”
“It will take time, of course, but it doesn’t seem entirely impossible. My goal is to buy a nice home and live with you, after all.”
“Just hearing about it makes me so happy. I feel like I’m already living in that house.”
Seeing Mother’s reaction, she seemed to regard it as something from the distant future.
She, who only shared YouTube revenue with him, had no way of knowing.
How much money Hae-rang had earned over the past six months.
‘And besides…….’
Winning the Capsule Cup brings more than just glory.
Three hundred million won for the Iron Fist category championship prize.
Six hundred million won for the team battle championship prize.
Depending on the circumstances, he could pocket nearly five hundred million won.
When he factored in the advertisements scheduled after the Capsule Cup,
Hae-rang was drawing steadily closer to his goal.
“Mother.”
“Yes?”
“I’m going to win the championship for sure.”
“My goodness. What’s gotten into you? My son saying things he doesn’t usually say.”
Mother smiled broadly and fetched the paper bag sitting on the dining table.
“Once you arrive at the airport, eat this first. I packed some fruit and kimbap—not much, but good stuff.”
“When did you prepare all this? There are plenty of restaurants at the airport.”
“You need to eat well when you’re competing in a tournament. Should I put it in your suitcase?”
“I’ll do it.”
Hae-rang organized his suitcase and zipped it shut.
Mother, watching him with a pleased expression, asked him a question.
“This is your second time traveling abroad after America, isn’t it? How do you like using the suitcase?”
“It’s definitely nice. I even ran into Singularity at the airport, and he was full of praise for this suitcase.”
“Really? How wonderful.”
Had Singularity Kim Si-hwan overheard their conversation just now, he would have been dumbfounded.
Unwittingly, he had made two families even happier.
“Have a safe trip, my son. Don’t set your heart too much on the results—I just hope you’ll enjoy yourself.”
“I’ll enjoy it and perform well.”
“Where in America did you say the Capsule Cup is being held?”
“They say it’s a very splendid place befitting the Capsule Cup.”
A cool sense of anticipation flickered in Hae-rang’s blue eyes.
“Las Vegas.”

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