Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 30

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Chapter 30

“What the hell….”

Crack.

A crack appears in the carefully completed nail art.

Da-hong, who had been biting her thumbnail while watching the screen, let out a sigh deeper than her manicure color.

“Why is he acting like that…!”

The World’s Greatest Jar Tournament.

Forget the tournament, Da-hong had never played the Jar Game even once.

She didn’t have time to spare for such a half-baked, unfinished game when she barely had enough time to play games that had hundreds of billions poured into development, games made for professional gamers.

Playing such a ridiculous, half-made game would just be a waste of time.

‘I should have ignored what he said back then.’

The day Hae-rang first started playing the Jar Game.

Da-hong had watched his broadcast too.

But even after several hours, Hae-rang was just repeating the same fumbling as any other streamer.

Finding it a waste of time, Da-hong stopped watching and turned on her own broadcast.

Hundreds of thousands of people.

When Da-hong turned on her gaming broadcast, people from Korea and overseas would watch with interest.

From her perspective, watching Hae-rang for that long was already remarkable patience.

But then,

-Da-hong! Da-hong! Do you know about Gwanjong Cheonma?

Da-hong, who was in the middle of playing a team game with her colleagues, found herself responding to the viewer without thinking.

“Gwanjong Cheonma? Why? What happened with Gwanjong Cheonma?”

-He cleared the Jar Game in 57 seconds. Yesterday.

“The Jar Game? So he spent the whole day playing that yesterday?”

It was when Da-hong was frowning her delicate brow.

A much more intense reaction erupted among the viewers than hers.

-57 seconds? For real?

-No way. That’s impossible. Even a dummy would max out at 2 minutes, right?

-Yeah, I know the human best lap is 5 minutes 56 seconds.

-Nononono I saw the video that was uploaded too. Some user posted it on the ‘Chair Shot’ community?

-Caught you! Why would you post it on Chair Shot when it’s not even a fighting game? Stop lying already tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

-Damn it’s real. Go check it out yourself (www.char…)

-That’s ridiculous ㅡㅡ A 1-minute clear of the jar game is absolutely impossible. Even the legendary Dahong wouldn’t be able to do that, right?

-Hahahaha exactly. Not just Dahong, but no singularity anywhere in the world could achieve that record.

“Hey! Han Da-hong! You need to use your ultimate!”

‘Oops.’

Da-hong, who had been distracted by the chat, missed her timing.

The ultimate skill activated too late didn’t deal any significant damage to the opponent, and the scrim (practice game) ended in defeat.

“Sigh. What’s wrong with you? You usually play like your life depends on it. You’re really off your game today.”

The long-haired, curly-haired handsome man who had been texting with Da-hong last time.

Sang-jin tried to tap Da-hong’s forehead as if knocking.

Then Da-hong quickly swatted away Sang-jin’s finger with the back of her hand.

Smack!

“Don’t touch my body. Not if you don’t want to die.”

“Geez. I was just trying to help you snap out of it.”

Sang-jin smiled awkwardly, looking embarrassed.

His gaze turned toward Da-hong’s eyes that had risen like a cat’s.

“Make some time this weekend. I’ll specially give you some training….”

“I don’t need it. You should do some image training yourself, shouldn’t you? You always grovel whenever you go to international tournaments.”

“What do you….”

Sang-jin’s face flushed as he tried to say something, then he smiled bitterly.

“Fine. If it bothers you, I’ll just do better overseas. Like Han Da-hong, the brilliant flower of Korea’s national team.”

“Whatever, there are no more scrims today, right? I’m leaving.”

Han Da-hong disconnected from the team messenger without even listening to his answer.

And the viewers were witnessing all of this in real time.

-Wow! Who called Da-hong a brilliant flower? Let’s change it to Blade Queen or Frost Queen!

-Sangjin ㅠㅠㅠㅠ You’re good at games but why are your actions so cringey and dad-like ㅠㅠㅠ

-Exactly. He’s handsome but doesn’t live up to his looks.

-Isn’t this the 100th time this season? ㅋㅋㅋ Will Sangjin’s pure love story continue!

-Han Da-hong, cold to men, a selective lifelong single. But she’ll be warm to us viewers, right?

Da-hong watched the rising chats and looked down at the chat window with a sneer.

“You all have too much time on your hands.”

An arrogant mindset that matched her brilliant skills.

Her hot temper that would never lower her pride even if it killed her was the secret to her popularity.

-There it is! Looking down on viewers!

-Ugh… is this an insult or a reward ㅠㅠㅠㅠ

-Please despise me more!

-Da-hong! No, Your Majesty!

“Stop talking nonsense and tell me that story again. Is clearing the Jar Game in under 1 minute really that amazing?”

-It’s amazing, horseshoe show.

-It’s just nonsense, so ignore it.

-It’s either fake or they used a bug. There’s absolutely no way to pass in that time.

-Looks like this small-time broadcast made a desperate move to get some attention.

-Didn’t they just pretend they did what a dummy program did? lol

‘Was he that kind of person?’

Da-hong pondered as she recalled Gwanjong Cheonma’s appearance.

The skill she confirmed in Iron Fist was undoubtedly ‘real’.

It didn’t seem like he would cheat just to gain some popularity in the Jar Game that nobody even knew about.

‘If his purpose was to gain popularity, he could have just played Assassin Zero.’

Singularity had even donated to recommend it.

If he had properly utilized just that, a surge in viewers would have been no problem at all.

But Gwanjong Cheonma’s actions had been beyond expectations from start to finish.

Her sharp eyes turned toward the chat window.

“Tell me straight. That Jar Game. Is it difficult even for Singularity?”

-Ugh.. if you stare at me like that.. thank you so much ㅠㅠ

-I’m telling you it’s real. What can’t be done, can’t be done.

-It’s physically impossible in the first place. Just looking at dummy programs with embedded algorithms coming in at 2-minute range says it all.

That night.

Da-hong watched Hae-rang’s clear video over and over again.

“And they call this a game…”

Then she secretly accessed the Jar Game without anyone knowing.

Soon, dizzying wrinkles formed on her plump forehead.

‘The controls are complete garbage. They made this calling it a game?’

Da-hong had only played user-friendly virtual games that were almost identical to reality.

For her, it felt like running around in the middle of a garbage dump.

But what felt even worse was,

“Huff… huff…!”

No matter how much she swung the hammer, she couldn’t break Gwanjong Cheonma’s record.

‘Forget 1 minute, even getting under 10 minutes is tough.’

Actually, considering it was her first time playing the game, 10 minutes was a phenomenal result.

But knowing Gwanjong Cheonma’s record, Da-hong pouted her lips in front of the goal line.

Da-hong could finally understand the viewers.

Breaking through this in under 1 minute was nonsensical by common sense.

‘My pride is hurt.’

She continued challenging, and eventually even tried copying Gwanjong Cheonma’s movements exactly.

But she failed every time.

The difference was apparent from the very first step.

‘Fine. I admit it. When it comes to the Jar Game, I can’t match him.’

That made it even more absurd.

Why would someone with such outstanding skill ignore the game recommended by Singularity?

Did he really not know what kind of meaning this proposal held?

Da-hong spent the entire day trying hard to understand Gwanjong Cheonma’s intentions.

Her head was throbbing so much it hurt.

It was the first time in Han Da-hong’s life that she had thought about someone for so long.

Moreover,

“Why on earth… is he entering that?”

Out of all the many competitions, he chose the ‘World’s Greatest Jar Competition’.

And his competitors weren’t even people, but dummies.

‘Is he trying to imitate Lee Se-dong or something?’

Decades ago.

The Go match that drew attention as a battle of wits between humans and artificial intelligence.

Since that day, humans had never beaten artificial intelligence in the realm of Go.

That’s what made it shine as an even brighter piece of history.

Did Gwanjong Cheonma want to become that kind of person?

Da-hong’s interpretation was now entering the realm of reading more into dreams than the dreams themselves.

[Start.]

A dry, mechanical sound.

With that, the 108th World’s Greatest Jar Competition began.

Whoosh!

Dozens of jars simultaneously stepped on hammers and flew up into the sky.

As if to prove they were AIs.

As if by agreement, they were all aboard jars in the form of white androids.

That made Hae-rang’s appearance in black martial arts uniform stand out even more.

-Go Gwanjong Cheonma!

-That’s not even a crane among chickens, what should we call it?

-It is a crane among chickens. We just use the machine character instead of the chicken character.

-Hahaha that makes sense. A crane among chickens.

-Soar high, crane! Soar high, Gwanjong Cheonma!

The cheering in the tournament chat window was truly one-sided.

Since Hae-rang was the only actual ‘person’ participating, it was only natural.

Among them, only one person.

Only Da-hong held her breath while watching Hae-rang’s performance.

‘He really is different.’

Having experienced it once, she could feel it with her skin.

That movement of Hae-rang stepping on the hammer and soaring upward.

His movement technique itself was different from hers from the start.

‘But… is that all there is?’

Certainly fast speed.

But compared to the dummies forming the leading group, there wasn’t a significant difference.

After watching the race for a moment, Da-hong finally nodded her head.

‘I see. Rather than needlessly colliding, he chose to follow the leading group.’

A scene commonly seen in short track competitions.

If you forcibly try to secure a front position from the start line and end up colliding, recovery becomes difficult.

Gwanjong Cheonma chose to follow at the rear of the leading group instead of engaging in reckless physical confrontations.

This wasn’t a time attack, but a competition to determine first place.

Some of the viewers were also recognizing Hae-rang’s strategy.

-Ooh. So he’s saving his strength for later?

-Hahahaha go ahead and struggle all you want. You ordinary fools who were only the strongest when I wasn’t participating.

-Above the running androids flies Gwanjong Cheonma!

-No matter how fast those dummies claim to be, they’re just dogs to the wild Gwanjong Cheonma

-Gwanjong Cheonma is a different breed! Not a dog, but a cheetah!

-Go! Cheetah Cheonma!

Obstacles that brought tears of blood to countless streamers’ eyes.

But the leading group leaped over the structures with knife-sharp moving.

They weren’t human to begin with, but their movements truly felt devoid of any humanity.

The problem was that even Gwanjong Cheonma, who wasn’t a machine, was showing the same movements.

‘Why is he breaking through like that?’

It was different from the hammering he had shown before.

Da-hong, who had tried to imitate his play, could tell for certain.

Hae-rang wasn’t playing like when he achieved the record, but was directly ‘copying’ the movements of the androids in the lead.

Like someone trying to learn something.

Thud!

More than ten dummies all leaped off the cliff edge at once.

Jumping as far as possible would make it easier to climb the slope that was a snow field.

Unlike the steel structures, in the snow field, no matter how hard you strike the hammer, it won’t hold firm.

Naturally, progress would be slower.

Then, a peculiar sound effect activated inside the jar game.

Kiiing!

Hae-rang activated the Heavenly Demon Divine Art.

His pupils were dyed a vivid blue color.

The cheetah, no, Gwanjong Cheonma who had unleashed the Heavenly Demon Divine Art at the cliff’s edge swung his hammer without hesitation.

Not at the ground or structures, but toward the surrounding android machines.

Thwack!

Thwack!

Thwack!

The dummies that were suddenly struck in the back of the head came crashing down to the ground.

“What the fuck!”

“No… my dummy…!”

The owners of the dummies clutched their heads and screamed.

Physical confrontations with competitors were naturally allowed.

Algorithms had been programmed to account for such scenarios.

But no programmer had prepared for cases of being attacked in midair like this.

Whether human or machine, such insane actions were impossible…!

Thwack! Thwack!

Like Wario continuously stomping on mushrooms.

The jar Hae-rang rode continued to gain propulsion.

Using the dummies as fuel, Hae-rang reached the closest distance to the sun and finally obtained what he desired.

Thud!

“Success.”

Far above even the snow field.

The place Hae-rang reached was the line at the highest point among all spaces in the game.

It was the goal line.

‘You’ve got to be kidding…’

Da-hong checked the time with her red lips wide open.

55 seconds.

It was even faster than his original time attack record.

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