Gwanjongcheonma’s Game Broadcast - Chapter 80

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Chapter 80

 

“What, what? Driving?”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ asked back with an expression as if possessed by a ghost.

 

Hae-rang’s viewers seemed to find that reaction quite amusing.

 

-Found it lolololol new toy lolololol

 

-You, become my knight!

 

-Is this bastard the one for this round? Our Gwanjong as a chauffeur?

 

-Rather than the expression chauffeur…slave or servant would be more fitting lololol

 

-Hey. Still, all the knights Gwanjong had made it to the top 10. Good for sister, good for brother-in-law. This is a win-win.

 

-Win-win while threatening with a gun lololololol

 

-Ah. I thought he rammed into him from afar when I saw it, but he just discovered him by chance?

 

-Gwanjong brother! What did I tell you! I said I’d get into an accident driving like that!

 

-The poor driving issue again lololololol

 

-The guy who got hit by the car must feel wronged lol If it was someone who drove properly, he would’ve caught him lol

 

-Bomb Magix? I think I’ve seen that bastard before? On YouTube

 

-Obviously a concept streamer. I kept hearing bombing sounds around this area.

 

-Looks like skilled players are starting to appear among concept streamers too lol

 

In this joyful atmosphere, there was only one person who couldn’t participate,

 

and that was the person in question, ‘Bomb Magix’.

 

‘What the hell is this guy doing?’

 

‘Bomb Magix’s’ gaze swept over various parts of Hae-rang.

 

Ordinary basic skin wearing short sleeves and shorts.

 

On the other hand, his facial features were three-dimensional and distinct enough to make celebrities step aside.

 

‘To customize to that degree, he must have worked on it for over a month.’

 

He doesn’t use skins, but put that much effort into facial customization?

 

He was a completely unpredictable guy.

 

‘What’s that about?’

 

That wasn’t the only strange thing.

 

The gun he was shouldering.

 

That gun was the ‘Win 94’, which users called trash.

 

‘A guy riding a Retona is using a Win 94?’

 

If he had gotten his hands on that level of vehicle, there would have been many firearm items around.

 

But the guy was holding a gun that people wouldn’t take even if given.

 

‘Bomb Magix’ had been playing Survival Ground since the open beta.

 

He had met and faced countless users.

 

But he could say with certainty that this was his first time encountering such a guy.

 

This bastard in front of him using the ID ‘Gwanjong Cheonma’.

 

Click.

 

Gwanjong Cheonma asked while aiming that very Win 94.

 

“I don’t say things twice. If you know how to drive, grab the handle, or die right here.”

 

“What the hell…”

 

Does this bastard have some disease where he dies if he doesn’t get a chauffeur?

 

Such words surged up from his throat, but he barely managed to suppress them.

 

He didn’t want to die right now.

 

Doing a concept broadcast didn’t mean it was okay to lose.

 

“Just… I just need to drive? To where you want to go?”

 

“I don’t particularly have anywhere I want to go. Just go where you want.”

 

“I… like it here though? This spot is a bomb location.”

 

“Really? Then there’s no choice.”

 

Hae-rang nodded and placed his finger on the trigger.

 

“Wait wait wait wait wait wait!”

 

“What.”

 

“A, a place I want to go came to mind. I’ll drive!”

 

“Really? That’s fortunate.”

 

The viewers seemed to find this bizarre conversation quite enjoyable.

 

-Lolololol suddenly a place he wants to go appeared

 

-Ah, he’s about to die right now so he has to go anywhere

 

-Look how urgently he’s talking lololol so funny lolololol

 

-Bomb Magix crisis escape!

 

-Is it really a crisis escape? I think it’s the biggest crisis of his broadcast life lololol

 

‘Bomb Magix’ hastily gathered his bag.

 

And when he was about to get in the vehicle, Hae-rang stopped him.

 

“Hand over all the bombs you have.”

 

“What? Why the bombs?”

 

“If you set them off inside the car, I’ll get caught up in it too. I have no intention of dying until I eat chicken.”

 

“No… If the bomb explodes, I’ll die too. There’s no way I’d do such a crazy thing…”

 

Click.

 

Hae-rang aimed the Win 94 again.

 

“Ahhhhh! Fine! You’re really impatient.”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ took out all the bombs he had.

 

Hae-rang only kept what he could fit in his bag,

 

and threw everything else on the ground.

 

From Jix’s perspective, it was a tear-inducing scene.

 

“My babies…!”

 

On one hand, he was worried.

 

How would the viewers who liked concept broadcasts react to the current situation?

 

Perhaps they might be more dissatisfied than if he had just been eliminated.

 

“Huh?”

 

But the situation ‘Bomb Magix’ was worried about didn’t happen.

 

-Hey, did you search Gwanjong Cheonma’s record? This guy’s record is completely insane?

 

-5 wins 5 chicken ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ fuck what am I even watching

 

-One normal game and four placement matches. All done today too?

 

-Have you guys ever seen someone get all chicken dinners in placement matches?

 

-No way, fuck, that was already rare as hell even when playing PC games, and it got even harder after switching to capsules

 

-You met such a friend while watching Jix’s broadcast?

 

-Hahahaha Should we go check it out? It gives off the vibe of a future big corporation, doesn’t it?

 

‘Bomb Magix’s viewers were all talking about Gwanjong Cheonma’s record.

 

There were no viewers asking why he threw away the bombs or expressing disappointment.

 

‘It’s fortunate, but…’

 

Somehow it left a bitter taste.

 

The bomb show wasn’t even on their minds, and most of the attention was focused on Gwanjong Cheonma.

 

He wondered whose broadcast they were actually watching.

 

That’s how much it felt that way.

 

‘But where should we go?’

 

Jix recalled several spots in his mind.

 

Having done bomb concept broadcasts for a long time, he had memorized several points on any map.

 

Weeeeeng!

 

The time for choice didn’t take long.

 

The siren sounded right on cue and the Red Zone gradually closed in.

 

‘Bomb Magix’ checked the mini map and soon stepped on the accelerator.

 

Vrooom!

 

* * *

 

“Whoa…”

 

Two men were hiding behind a large rock.

 

A man wearing ridiculous green glasses and a sharp-looking handsome man equipped with basic skin.

 

The green glasses checked the status window and kept letting out exclamations.

 

“Wow…”

 

“What are you looking at so intently?”

 

“Your record. It’s really amazing.”

 

Green glasses, ‘Bomb Magix’ couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

 

Number of games: five matches.

 

Number of chicken dinners: five matches.

 

He had become the last survivor in every game he entered.

 

“You’re the first person whose record made my pants wet.”

 

“Why would your pants get wet?”

 

“Well…”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ was about to explain but stopped and grimaced.

 

“It’s just a figure of speech. Anyway, you’re really amazing. I’ve never seen a record like yours in PUBG. By any chance…”

 

Bomb Magix’s gaze scanned the handsome man up and down.

 

“You’re not… hacking, are you?”

 

“Hacking?”

 

“Illegal programs. Like auto-aim or enemy detection.”

 

“I don’t use such things.”

 

Jix chuckled at Hae-rang’s resolute expression.

 

“Right? Of course not. As far as I know, there have never been hacks released for PUBG.”

 

“Hacking. What foolish behavior. Using such cheats wouldn’t earn praise from viewers.”

 

“What…?”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ was momentarily stunned by Hae-rang’s sincere expression.

 

Hae-rang slightly raised his head and stared at the bomb installed on the roadside.

 

“So, if you use that C4 bomb well, it’s possible to eliminate opponents. Even if they’re in a vehicle.”

 

“Hehe. Of course. Not just elimination, you can also throw vehicles or bikes.”

 

“Throw?”

 

“If you set the bomb’s angle right, you can send them flying wherever you want. Like this, whoosh!”

 

Should I say it’s fitting for a concept streamer.

 

Jix explaining about bombs looked very happy.

 

“That’s a decent method. I’ll need to learn it.”

 

“Learn? Throwing?”

 

Vrooom!

 

Instead of Hae-rang’s answer, a loud engine sound was heard.

 

‘Bomb Magix’ reflexively rushed out to the road and activated the C4 bomb.

 

Beep. Beep. Beep.

 

Hae-rang watched the scene intently.

 

A bike racing excitedly without knowing anything.

 

The moment it approached next to the rock,

 

Bang!

 

“Kyaaak!”

 

With a spectacular explosion sound, the bike shot high into the sky.

 

【’Bomb Magix’ has eliminated ‘Ariana Grande’!】

 

“Huhu… Huhuhuh…”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ closed his eyes as if savoring a sweet dessert.

 

Hae-rang’s expression was also quite impressive.

 

“You really time it well. It must be difficult to do by eye.”

 

“Hehe. I have to be good. I eat and only do this.”

 

This was already the third time.

 

‘Bomb Magix’ caught other users at a new prime spot.

 

Jix, who took out a first aid kit from the dead guy, asked Hae-rang.

 

“But… is it okay to keep doing this?”

 

“What?”

 

“The kills. They keep showing up under my name. I’m taking all the items too.”

 

“It doesn’t matter. My goal is chicken dinner, and first place in kills is already confirmed. All I need is driving.”

 

“Well… that’s true.”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ nodded his head.

 

The first place in kills for this round was Gwanjong Cheonma right in front of him.

 

“Your average kill count is over 10, and this round is already 20 kills?”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“10 of those kills were bare-handed beatdowns at Alpha Boot. You really seem like someone born to fight.”

 

Hae-rang smiled meaningfully.

 

A person born for battle.

 

He often heard such words in his previous life too.

 

Waaaang!

 

With a loud siren sound, the final Red Zone was activated.

 

‘Bomb Magix’ clicked his tongue after checking the map.

 

“Damn. The Red Zone is activating around this area. We can’t stay at this point anymore.”

 

“It seems so. Currently, the safest area from the Red Zone is…”

 

Hae-rang’s eyes sparkled.

 

“The quarry.”

 

“I’ll say this in advance, I have no talent for siege. I’ll be useless even if we go to the quarry. Though I can drive.”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ naturally sat in the driver’s seat and gripped the steering wheel.

 

At the fluid movement, Hae-rang’s chat window exploded.

 

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Look how natural it is, like breathing ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

 

-Goes straight for the steering wheel lol

 

-Does he think of himself as just a designated driver?

 

-Is this that… gaslighting thing?

 

-Hypnosis Cheonma! Hypnosis Cheonma! Hypnosis Cheonma! Hypnosis Cheonma! Hypnosis Cheonma!

 

-The way he holds the steering wheel doesn’t look awkward at all lol

 

There were some skirmishes with other enemies in between,

 

but Hae-rang, who wasn’t holding the steering wheel, was invincible.

 

Bang! Tang!

 

“Squawk!”

 

Under ‘Bomb Magix’s’ shocked gaze, Hae-rang scored another kill with the Win 94.

 

When Gwanjong Cheonma’s kill count reached 25.

 

Finally, their final destination came into view.

 

‘Quarry.’

 

A basin open on all sides.

 

Two rocks towered high within it.

 

The terrain was winding, making vehicle approach difficult,

 

and visibility was overwhelmingly disadvantageous for the attacking side.

 

In this situation, bomb installation was out of the question.

 

There was a reason why ‘Bomb Magix’ said he wouldn’t be of help.

 

‘No. Whether there’s a reason or not is for me to decide.’

 

Hae-rang calmly surveyed the path leading to the ‘Quarry’.

 

Then, two explosion sounds came from ahead.

 

Boom!

 

Bang!

 

Two bikes that had been racing ahead of Hae-rang caught fire.

 

‘Bomb Magix’, who had been watching with narrowed eyes, bit his lips.

 

“Damn. The terrain is already difficult enough.”

 

“What’s the problem?”

 

“It’s teaming. Those bastards.”

 

“Teaming?”

 

“The ranking match we’re playing now is individual, right? You can’t form separate teams. But those two are definitely on the same side. They probably queued at the same time to get matched.”

 

“I see.”

 

Hae-rang asked a question as if something had occurred to him.

 

“Then, is what you and I are doing also teaming?”

 

“What teaming? We just met in-game. Strangers giving each other rides and stuff like that is common. And since you brought it up, you’re the one unilaterally making me work. This should be called blackmail, forced labor, exploitation.”

 

“That’s fortunate. Since it’s not cheating like teaming.”

 

“Are you… calling that words right now?”

 

‘Bomb Magix’ swallowed air as if he was dumbfounded.

 

Though he hadn’t known the term teaming, Hae-rang had also been guessing.

 

Stone pillars that naturally brought to mind the movie Twin Towers.

 

Normally, they should be fighting each other on top of those towers.

 

But as if they had made a promise, they fired from different directions.

 

“Let’s get off here.”

 

“Now?”

 

Screech!

 

‘Bomb Magix’ hurriedly stepped on the brake.

 

Hae-rang got out of the driver’s seat and threw his bag to Jix.

 

“This… why are you suddenly giving it to me?”

 

“I want chicken, and you want an artistic explosion. Right?”

 

“Well… that’s right?”

 

“So now is perfect.”

 

Hae-rang bared his white teeth on the battlefield.

 

“The greatest art. I’ll show you.”

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