Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 37

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Chapter 37

A romantic developer from San José.

Choi Ji-man introduces himself this way when meeting people in the industry.

His companions who create the ‘Assassin Series’ also agreed with that description.

However, they added one word between romantic and developer.

Romantic ‘pervert’ developer.

This was because his fanatical obsession with game quality had gone too far.

Though it was a somewhat humiliating nickname, Choi Ji-man coolly accepted it.

Even he thought he was perverted.

His dream was to push game difficulty to the limit and extract the ultimate performance from Gamers.

[Isn’t it the ultimate harmony when Gamers skillfully devour the feast that developers have prepared?]

[You’re talking nonsense about ultimate harmony. Is this some kind of sex?]

[Yes! That’s exactly it! It’s like invisible sex!]

[Sigh… You crazy bastard. I’ll give you vacation time, so go cool your head.]

That nickname came about after a conversation with the CEO of ‘Gonau Soft’, the production company of the Assassin Series.

An employee who defied the CEO’s wishes and stubbornly inserted the worst difficulty level.

Under normal circumstances, it would have warranted disciplinary action.

But Choi Ji-man instead received vacation time to cool his head.

This was because competing companies were lined up, ready to poach him at any moment.

They couldn’t give up his genius just because his tendencies were a bit perverted.

While Choi Ji-man served as development team leader, ‘Gonau Soft’ achieved the best performance every year.

“This sucks.”

However, Choi Ji-man himself wasn’t satisfied.

This was because no one had been able to clear the hellish scenario he had stubbornly laid out.

“I’ve released several series and not a single person discovers it?”

Singularity?

Tell them to go eat shit.

People called them geniuses, but in Choi Ji-man’s view, they were nothing more than ordinary people with good appearances.

“Can’t even clear the hidden scenario and they call themselves geniuses, my ass.”

As if the term Singularity made him cringe.

Choi Ji-man sat in his chair with his legs tucked up like a whole chicken.

Having recently quarreled with the CEO, he was once again on forced vacation.

A normal office worker would think this was a windfall, but Choi Ji-man thought differently.

“Damn it. Being at Home makes me feel restless.”

For a workaholic, forced vacation is like serving prison time.

He occasionally watched ‘Assassin Series’ game broadcasts, but never lasted more than ten minutes each time.

“This guy’s also fake.”

Even when watching Singularity’s Assassin Series broadcasts, it was the same.

Highest grade?

Minimum time clear?

All just ordinary stories.

No one had discovered the hidden scenarios he had laid out in each series.

Not even that great Singularity that the whole world revered.

“Frogs in a well who think S-grade is the highest.”

This Game has something above S-grade.

It’s just that no one has been able to show it.

Will truly no one ever reach the ultimate realm?

Choi Ji-man felt frustrated.

[Ji-man Choi. Did you see that?]

While he was so bored he was trimming his nails, a fellow developer sent him a message.

[What?]

[The Jar Game. The Game where Developers create dummies to test.]

[Ah. That thing.]

Since it was a long-standing pastime among Developers, Choi Ji-man knew about it.

But he had never participated directly.

His romantic ideal was ‘Developer and Gamer’, not ‘Developer and program’.

[A 55-second record came out in the Jar Game.]

[What? That’s impossible.]

Choi Ji-man, who had been half-lying down, quickly sat up.

The Developer who sent the message was far from the joking type.

But he couldn’t believe it.

No matter how precisely you coded an Algorithm, clearing in the 2-minute range was the best you could do.

[Haha. So you can be surprised too. Good thing I told you.]

[Who was it? Was some new Algorithm developed?]

[No. It wasn’t a Dummy that set the record. It was a Gamer.]

[What?]

Choi Ji-man suddenly jumped up from his seat.

Not a Dummy but a Gamer.

When he first encountered the Jar Game, Choi Ji-man had instantly grasped the ‘estimate’.

Even if you trained a Machine and ran the fastest settings, 2 minutes was the limit.

What about humans?

It takes at least twice as long.

No matter how excellent human senses are, they can’t beat the precision of a program.

But Choi Ji-man’s common sense crumbled that day.

Whoosh!

‘Did he fly?’

The cliff cave, called the worst not only for humans but even for dummies.

In that section, one ‘person’ flew through the air.

The video uploaded to ‘Chair Shot’ was enough to make Choi Ji-man’s heart race.

An approach that transcended common sense.

Wasn’t that the unique privilege that only ‘geniuses’ possessed!

“Gwanjong Cheonma…!”

It was a somewhat strange-looking name, but that didn’t matter at all.

Choi Ji-man subscribed to Gwanjong Cheonma’s channel that very day.

[My next game is…]

What a coincidence this was.

Right after subscribing to Gwanjong Cheonma’s channel, he declared he would play the ‘Assassin Series’.

‘This guy might just be…!’

The gamer I’ve been waiting for.

After hearing Hae-rang’s declaration, Choi Ji-man opened the team messenger.

[How much of the special vacation the CEO gave me is left?]

[Team Leader. There’s still about two weeks left. Don’t come back early like last time and get scolded again…]

[Add two more weeks.]

[What?]

[Add two more weeks. I should have accumulated personal leave, right?]

[You have tons of that. You haven’t used a single day in over five years.]

[Exactly. I’m taking about a month more off. I’ll keep messenger open, so contact me if there’s anything urgent.]

Choi Ji-man stroked the beard on his long lower jaw.

He could clearly picture the situation at the office.

They’d be looking at each other’s faces wondering ‘what’s gotten into the workaholic.’

For the first time in a long while, Choi Ji-man felt interested in something other than developer work.

“That’s right!”

It was worth waiting for Gwanjong Cheonma’s game all this time.

From the moment he first dodged Viego’s rock, Choi Ji-man felt thrilled.

It was like an appetizer before the main course, but until now, no one had been able to receive that appetizer.

And finally, the moment Gwanjong Cheonma rescued his brother.

Crunch!

The popcorn bag Choi Ji-man was holding scattered through the air along with its contents.

“That’s exactly it! Gwanjong Cheonma!”

The ecstasy Choi Ji-man felt was something no one else could imagine.

The difficulty level a developer poured their soul into creating.

A gamer who manages to overcome it.

This very scene was the ultimate harmony that Choi Ji-man experienced.

【Observer has donated 500,000 won!】

【I feel rewarded. Thanks for the good show.】

So he donated a large sum.

‘Observer’ was simply a disposable ID.

Considering the structure where viewers’ status rises with higher cumulative donation amounts,

some might think this was like throwing money away.

-Oh my! Today’s Chairman has arrived!

-Huh? You came in as a non-member ㄷㄷㄷㄷ What do you do?

-A donation that won’t even be recorded, 500,000 won… are you really rich?

-Wait, are you Dahong by any chance? hahahahahaha

-Would Dahong even spend money on Dota? He’s not doing Assassin Zero like he’s supposed to and messing around with other stuff lol

-What do you mean terrible ㅡㅡ This is the most fun Assassin’s Creed game I’ve seen so far

Snap!

At one viewer’s comment, Choi Ji-man snapped his fingers.

“I completely agree.”

In his view too, Gwanjong Cheonma’s Assassin’s Revenge was far superior to Singularity’s broadcast.

The broadcast ended here, but Choi Ji-man wasn’t disappointed.

Gwanjong Cheonma would continue broadcasting three or four more times.

“That’s why I used my vacation.”

The ‘real gamer’ he had been waiting for alone while releasing various series.

Choi Ji-man thought Gwanjong Cheonma was the closest person to being ‘real’.

Whether he could show the ultimate realm he envisioned in ‘Assassin’s Revenge’.

“If that really happens…”

As the development team leader of Gonau Soft.

There were so many things he could do.

Choi Ji-man sincerely hoped that Hae-rang was ‘real’.

* * *

Whoosh!

As the glass cover of the capsule rose, hot steam spread out in wisps.

Instead of immediately getting out of the machine, Hae-rang recalled the final battle.

‘One minute? No, it was probably about 30 seconds.’

The time he had fully unleashed the Second Level Heavenly Demon Divine Art.

Though it was barely a handful of time, the machine was as hot as a pressure cooker with finished rice.

‘When I used Iron Fist, I could go for about a minute without trouble. What’s the difference?’

There were two possible scenarios he could calculate.

Either the machine was outdated.

Or the amount of information to process had increased.

‘It’s not outdated. I brought a capsule from the store that’s as good as new.’

Then there was only one conclusion.

The amount of information the capsule had to process was increasing.

To put it in simpler terms,

‘The Heavenly Demon Divine Art is getting stronger…!’

Not all Second Levels are at the same level.

Just like climbing stairs reveals new floors,

there are stages within the Second Level as well.

Hae-rang when he first started Iron Fist versus Hae-rang now.

If the capsule was struggling a bit more, it meant Hae-rang had grown that much stronger.

Squeeze.

Hae-rang clenched and unclenched his right fist.

The cause of the Heavenly Demon Divine Art’s internal energy increase.

For now, he couldn’t figure it out.

In this world, he couldn’t practice Qi Circulation and Breathing,

and he hadn’t particularly consumed any Spirit Medicine.

He had simply continued playing games.

‘Does the Heavenly Demon Divine Art improve the more time I spend connected to capsule games?’

Whether there was a special trigger.

Or if it was because he had gotten used to capsule games.

“Haha.”

Though he couldn’t get a definitive answer, Hae-rang smiled brightly.

Whatever the reason, it meant growth was possible.

On one hand, he now had a clear goal.

“As expected, I’ll need a custom capsule.”

Please check Joint’s broadcasting equipment.

That was what he had asked his manager Choi Gang-sik to do.

Joint was a capable gamer and streamer, but the capsule he used was no different from Hae-rang’s.

It was a model that could adequately handle Joint’s senses and motor skills.

Wisp wisp.

But Hae-rang’s case was different.

Just from using the Second Level Heavenly Demon Divine Art a little, the capsule was making white groaning sounds.

A custom capsule optimized for the user.

Also known as a ‘Private Capsule’.

Private capsules mainly used by Singularities cost over a hundred million won even for the cheapest version.

Where to spend the viewers’ donations,

the target was all too clear.

“I’ll need to increase my broadcast time. That way more donations will come in.”

Considering he was a streamer who had just started, his current results were excellent.

But to reach a custom capsule worth hundreds of millions of won, he had a long way to go.

Additional income besides streaming activities would be the icing on the cake.

Hae-rang still didn’t fully understand the system of this industry.

Instead,

Knock knock knock.

“Hae-rang. Are you done broadcasting?”

He had ‘family’ who could help him.

“Yes, Mother.”

“Oh my. Look at all this sweat. The machine worked hard again today.”

Mother, who had hurriedly brought tissues, personally wiped Hae-rang’s face.

Hae-rang’s fingers twitched for a moment, but he soon closed his eyes.

He didn’t dislike this warm feeling.

“Now that I’ve wiped the sweat, you’re all fresh and clean. Who did you take after to be so pretty and handsome?”

“Kuk…”

“Oh my. What’s wrong?”

“No. I’m fine now. Did you come in because you had something to tell me?”

“That’s right. Could you come outside for a moment?”

In the small house, the room given to Hae-rang was all there was.

Mother’s PC was positioned on one side of the living room.

Whatever had made her so excited.

Mother approached the PC with quick steps and turned her head.

“Look at this. Something magical has happened.”

Magical.

Something like the Unorthodox Faction’s Dark Arts?

Hae-rang approached Mother with a somewhat stiff expression.

“How is it?”

A cool breeze suddenly blew through Hae-rang’s blue eyes.

What he had been secretly hoping for.

The expansion of the streamer’s domain was unfolding before his eyes.

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