Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 79

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Chapter 79

 

All chicken.

 

When those words came out of Hae-rang’s mouth, Choi Gang-sik unconsciously gulped.

 

‘What will the viewers think?’

 

All chicken is difficult.

 

It’s not just difficult, it’s fucking difficult.

 

Even users who participated in the ‘Survival Ground’ international tournament can’t achieve all chicken in placement matches.

 

Sometimes the outcome is decided not by skill but by farming luck and the Red Zone,

 

and with a hundred people together, unexpected variables always follow.

 

That’s why unless you’re a decent named player, you don’t casually mention the words ‘all chicken’.

 

If you make it a public promise and fail, you’ll just look foolish.

 

However, Choi Gang-sik soon realized

 

that all the worries he was having were completely unfounded.

 

-Wow! All chicken declaration!

 

-It’s pretty tough but lol I also think it might be possible lol

 

-Our Gwanjong can do it. He came from another world. Fantasy…

 

-There aren’t any delusional idiots who think it’s impossible, right? Our Gwanjong has played two games and got chicken in both!

 

-Doesn’t look easy;; Honestly even Singularity can’t do this

 

-Hey! How dare you compare some Singularity to our Gwanjong hyung? Didn’t you see Gwanjong hyung get SSS in Assassin?

 

-For real, when it comes to ‘Assassin Revenge’ only, Gwanjong Cheonma is one level above!

 

-My heart feels grand… It’s been really long since I’ve seen a streamer declare all chicken

 

-There’s no reason he can’t do it! He’s already on an all chicken streak right now?

 

-Currently on all chicken streak (two games played) lololol

 

-This bastard is being so annoying ㅡㅡ Two games could turn into two hundred games, you know?

 

-Our Gwanjong oppa can do it, right?

 

-For real, just looking at what he’s shown so far, it’s totally possible lol

 

“Phew.”

 

Choi Gang-sik let out a sigh of relief.

 

He unclenched his anxiously clasped hands and put them behind his head as a pillow.

 

“That’s really difficult. He did well.”

 

He wasn’t talking about all chicken.

 

The ability to train fans.

 

Choi Gang-sik was focusing on that aspect.

 

‘The chat window is still clean. No mockery, and almost no negative public opinion. Most of the atmosphere is supportive.’

 

Setting goals that are too difficult to achieve can sometimes have the opposite effect.

 

But the viewers were chatting among themselves in an excited atmosphere.

 

This was possible because there was basic trust in Hae-rang’s skills.

 

“Public opinion. Handling this is really difficult.”

 

He knew because he had worked as a manager in the past.

 

How difficult it was to so-called ‘train’ fans.

 

Being too humble gets you criticized, but being too authoritative creates resistance.

 

Even doing the same thing in similar situations gets different evaluations each time.

 

Since there’s no set formula, it’s an area that must be judged purely by instinct.

 

But Hae-rang,

 

“He’s choosing only the right answers like a ghost.”

 

He knows how to control public opinion.

 

He knows how to heat up the atmosphere.

 

He can see right through what the viewers want.

 

In the industry he used to work in, they would describe someone like Hae-rang this way.

 

“Superstar.”

 

Choi Gang-sik muttered this and smiled mysteriously.

 

A superstar.

 

He never dreamed he would say such words while working with Hae-rang.

 

Streamers are indeed in a profession that lives off popularity.

 

But unless you become a Singularity, calling someone a superstar would be an exaggeration, a brain fart.

 

“I definitely thought that way…”

 

Look at the chat window now.

 

He’s making the viewers, the fans, dance according to his intentions.

 

This was control that would be difficult for anyone but a decent superstar to pull off.

 

Like the concept Hae-rang had chosen, you’d need to be at the level of a ‘cult leader’ of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.

 

Choi Gang-sik’s pleased gaze turned toward the notification window.

 

【Mission: All Chicken for Remaining Placement Matches】

 

【Current Raised Amount: 320,000 won】

 

【Current Raised Amount: 580,000 won】

 

【Current Raised Amount: 700,000 won】

 

【Current Raised Amount: 910,000 won】

 

【Current Raised Amount: 1,000,001 won】

 

Every second, Hae-rang’s mission amount was skyrocketing.

 

It had already exceeded one million won.

 

The viewers were responding hotly to Hae-rang’s all chicken declaration.

 

-Ugh! What asshole puts in money down to the single won ㅡㅡ Can’t you read the room?

 

-The amount should be clean;;; That last bastard who donated is probably going to hear a lot of nagging

 

-Wow already one million won in mission money lololololol

 

-This is what you call a safe asset lol Anyway all chicken is hard so let’s just feel good about it!

 

-No way? I genuinely thought I could get all kills, that’s why I made the bet ㅡㅡ

 

-Show them Gwanjong Cheonma! Sweep up all chicken and take all that mission money too!

 

-320,000 won is decent. With 580,000 won you can buy a decent cost-effective laptop. With 700,000 won you can upgrade to GTX9020 or with 1 million won you can buy an electric bicycle.

 

└The units keep going up while you’re talking lololololol

 

-Wow, this is the first time I’ve seen mission money go up this fast!

 

Some with pure intentions.

 

Others thinking of it as a safe investment.

 

Whatever the reason, the mission fundraising amount exploded upward.

 

Gulp.

 

Choi Gang-sik, who had checked the viewers’ reactions, swallowed once more.

 

This time it wasn’t because of nervousness.

 

The mission amount set for the chicken dinner looked so tantalizingly appealing.

 

Among everyone watching this broadcast,

 

Choi Gang-sik himself was the person who acknowledged Hae-rang’s skills the most.

 

* * *

 

“Three… two… one.”

 

A gamer with a buzz cut wearing green sunglasses.

 

‘Bomb Magix’ spread both hands as if conducting an orchestra.

 

KABOOM!

 

As the countdown ended, a massive explosion sound rang out.

 

Simultaneously, something shot up from the middle of the road.

 

“Aaahhh!”

 

It was a bike.

 

A bike that had been blown away by the bomb ‘Bomb Magix’ had just planted.

 

One user who had been driving without knowing anything flailed his arms and legs in the air.

 

And then the crash.

 

Thud!

 

【’Bomb Magix’ has eliminated ‘Tragic Death’!】

 

Clap clap clap.

 

‘Bomb Magix’, who confirmed ‘Tragic Death’s kill log, applauded.

 

As if he was impressed with himself.

 

Shaking his head left and right.

 

“Another perfect masterpiece has been born. Wouldn’t you agree?”

 

Though no one was around, ‘Bomb Magix’ naturally struck up a conversation.

 

He was a streamer who pursued concept broadcasting.

 

Among the various concept broadcasts that existed in ‘Survival Ground’, what he chose was bombs.

 

First of all, his visuals were extraordinary.

 

Wearing green sunglasses that seemed taken straight from a game character,

 

the vest pockets he wore were packed full of grenades.

 

‘Bomb Magix’ had no guns in his possession.

 

A fanatical obsession with eliminating opponents using only bombs!

 

‘Bomb Magix’s spectacular show brought satisfaction to the viewers.

 

-Bravo! Bravo Magix!

 

-There’s emotion in Bomb Magix’s explosions…

 

-The timing is art lololol detonating the C4 right when the bike comes

 

-lolol once you get addicted to this taste, you can’t quit

 

-Why bother running around with guns? Just click a bomb and the kill comes in lol

 

The number of people watching his broadcast was around 30.

 

It wasn’t a large viewership.

 

Concept broadcasts had limited demand to begin with, and bomb concepts even more so.

 

Most of the time was spent planting bombs and waiting quietly.

 

‘But it’s because of that waiting that it becomes more thrilling.’

 

Bikes and vehicles approaching from far away.

 

Calculate the approach time, plant C4 bombs, and wait for the moment.

 

Having planted so many bombs, he could now match the timing just by eyeballing it.

 

Set up like this, slowly count down, and then,

 

Bang!

 

Whether bikes or vehicles, everything floats up to the sky.

 

Shiiiiiit!”

 

Another bike rider leaves his last words in midair.

 

【Bomb Receiver donated 5,000 won!】

 

【I held in going to the bathroom for 20 minutes to see this scene.】

 

“Wow, Bomb Receiver! Thank you!”

 

Though the numbers were small, the fans’ loyalty was high.

 

One viewer who saw the bikes exploding in succession sent a small donation.

 

“Now, who will come next? The Red Zone shape this round is very~ pretty. I think we can catch a few more!”

 

Vroooom!

 

As soon as ‘Bomb Magix’ finished speaking, an engine sound could be heard.

 

Perking up his ears and turning his head, he saw a Retona approaching.

 

“Oh! A Retona! What a hefty prey.”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ chuckled gleefully as he planted bombs on the road.

 

While one C4 was enough for bikes, Retonas were big so at least three had to be laid down.

 

The exhilaration felt whenever that heavy thing ascended to heaven!

 

‘Bomb Magix’ licked his lips as he planted C4s along the roadside.

 

“Let me see… Now!”

 

Magix pressed the timer button and quickly ran away.

 

Each map had its prime spots where he could hide and watch.

 

Several tree groves standing on one side of the road.

 

It was a perfect hiding spot, not too far from the bomb, not too close either.

 

“Here! They’re coming! Come on!”

 

As the prey approached, ‘Bomb Magix’s’ voice grew louder and louder.

 

His eyes widened so much that the whites were fully visible, and his hands trembled.

 

Now was the moment when another work of art would be born.

 

But then,

 

Screeeech!

 

“Huh?”

 

An unexpected turn of events occurred.

 

At that moment, with barely a hundred meters left to the bomb.

 

The Retona suddenly changed its direction.

 

Vrooooom!

 

“Crazy…!”

 

Had they spotted the bomb he’d planted?

 

No.

 

That couldn’t be possible.

 

How could a vehicle rushing from that distance see through a bomb hidden in colors similar to the road?

 

Vrooooom!

 

With the angle changed, the plan had already failed.

 

But ‘Bomb Magix’ wasn’t in a situation to feel disappointed.

 

Because the Retona that had hastily changed course was heading directly toward him.

 

“Ahhhhhhhhh!”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ had been hiding safely behind the tree.

 

The Retona’s driving was too fast and violent to dodge.

 

He couldn’t even think to throw himself away and shared his fate with the tree.

 

CRASH!

 

“Ugh!”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ soared through the sky along with the tree that was uprooted.

 

Was this how all those countless vehicles he had blown up felt?

 

Absurd.

 

Ridiculous.

 

And damn it!

 

Thud!

 

“Ugh…!”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ who had fallen to the ground let out a deep groan.

 

At least it was fortunate that he still had some health left.

 

‘What kind of crazy bastard…!’

 

Recklessly ramming into a tree outside the road?

 

This was completely insane behavior.

 

He probably lost quite a bit of his own health too.

 

On one hand, he was really curious.

 

The guy who blatantly avoided the planted bomb,

 

And precisely rammed into him while he was hiding and camping…!

 

‘There’s no way someone would be stream sniping me…’

 

Who would stream snipe a small-time streamer with 30 real-time viewers?

 

‘Bomb Magix’ groaned and barely managed to lift his upper body.

 

A black shadow fell across his face.

 

With a gun aimed at him.

 

“You… How did you know?”

 

“What are you talking about?”

 

It was a moderately low and plain voice, yet clear at the same time.

 

“How did you know I planted a bomb over there and was ambushing here?”

 

“Bomb? Ambush?”

 

The man aiming the gun tilted his head to one side.

 

‘Bomb Magix’ couldn’t understand the man in front of him.

 

Judging by his reaction, wasn’t he acting like someone who had no idea about bombs or anything?

 

“You didn’t ram into me knowing I was here? With that Retona you were driving.”

 

“Ah… That.”

 

The man looked back for a moment and scratched his head.

 

He gave a somewhat sheepish smile.

 

“My driving skills are a bit poor.”

 

“What?”

 

‘Bomb Magix’s’ mouth drops wide open.

 

No, so.

 

Does this mean that him ramming into this place with the Retona was purely a mistake?

 

He came here because he couldn’t even manage the simple task of driving along the road?

 

“Since we’re on the topic.”

 

Click.

 

Hae-rang shouldered his gun and smiled more dangerously than a bomb.

 

“Are you good at driving?”

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