The Chicken Legend's Game Becomes Reality - Chapter 59

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Chapter 59
I entered the Game Room where Heaven Station was located and turned on the ultra-high-definition television.
The sheer size and exceptional quality made it look exactly like the kind of product displayed for hundreds of millions of won in the Department Store Luxury Section.
‘Anyway, today is finally the last day of the week-long preliminary tournament. The Main Tournament isn’t that far away—wait, there’s still three weeks left. It’s fortunate that I have extra time to train intensively since the Constellation changed so suddenly, but….’
I accessed YouTube.
When I entered the God Opal Official Channel, a live broadcast was already in progress.
Boom!
The moment it loaded, a chaotic skill effect exploded across the screen, and Baek Hee-an’s avatar was zoomed in.
“Wow.”
The customization was incredible.
The real Baek Hee-an had a delicate, ethereal handsomeness, but his game character had a Western style mixed in, giving him a strong masculine appeal.
He knew he was handsome, so he’d made his avatar look similar to his real self.
Baek Hee-an’s game avatar with pure white hair and blue eyes was dominating the battlefield, crushing everything in his path.
Every time a skill detonated, ant-like Players dropped dead in succession.
Boom boom boom—!
“Tsk. Take it easy. Anyone watching would think the rankers were having a ranking match.”
I knew full well that rankers never let more than one person fall at a time to avoid dropping ranks, so why was he putting in so much effort?
This is just the preliminary tournament, yet he’s trying so hard he’s intimidating the other Players.
I missed the initial incarnation skill activation because I was showering, but when I turned on the broadcast, Baek Hee-an had already monopolized the levels.
The Constellation must be incredibly strong.
Whether he’d dumped all his stats into Wisdom or not, every time he cast a magic skill, explosively powerful damage erupted.
It was the same when White Eyes supported me—his aiming skill was insane.
Watching Baek Hee-an dominate the preliminary tournament made it crystal clear that martial arts and swordsmanship were merely auxiliary abilities for him.
And yet he excels at those too.
‘He really has no weaknesses. Baek Hee-an originally had terrible physical abilities—when did he grow this much? Could it be that his Constellation is raising him the way Park Awkward’s is?’
I was leaning forward, becoming increasingly absorbed,
when a message appeared before my eyes.
【???】 has requested a real-time video call for item sales. Do you accept?
This star bastard.
I accepted the annoying request that interrupted my immersion and threw out a question.
“Can you beat that guy?”
⟦”Who?”⟧
“God Opal’s number one ranker in all categories, the real-world Top Ranker, and the owner of this fancy house.”
The video window of Park Kkolkkalp in the Coin Market moved on its own, sliding over next to me.
Though if I lock it in place, it can’t move.
Park Awkward spoke.
⟦”That’s Ian? He was the owner of this house? Are you close with him?”⟧
“Sort of? But why are you asking?”
⟦”This is dangerous. That guy’s Constellation…. Hmm. No, with that stubborn personality of his, he’d never abandon someone he’s already chosen.”⟧
“This bastard always spouts incomprehensible nonsense.”
⟦”You’re my contractor. No one else can have you.”⟧
Kkolkkalpi growled.
Now that I thought about it, he seemed to have been fighting someone earlier, and regardless of what happened, he’d returned as an obsessive maniac.
Normally I would’ve dismissed it as nonsense, but I was desperately hungry for coins.
“Park King God Emperor Tycoon. I’m an expensive person. If you want to contract with me, start betting coins in the Main Tournament.”
⟦”…I’ll think about it.”⟧
This was working.
“But no matter how many coins you throw at me, remember you can’t have my soul.”
⟦”I don’t need that anyway.”⟧
While I was bickering with Park Kkolkkalp, Baek Hee-an had finished the major cleanup and was now pursuing the remaining rat creatures, just as I had done in the preliminaries.
Baek Hee-an’s pursuit tactics were flawless—he herded them intelligently, launched precise ambushes, and his execution was impeccable.
“What do you think of him?”
⟦”He’s decent.”⟧
Coming from Kkolkkalpi’s stingy vocabulary, that was extraordinary praise.
“How can I beat that guy? If I face him in the Main Tournament, I’ll have to fight him.”
⟦”Backstab him.”⟧
“That’s already a given.”
⟦”Well, you’ve still got a long way to go, but there’s nothing you can’t overcome with skill. Besides, I’m with you. That guy probably had plenty of Constellations nurture him through Fair contracts too.”⟧
I paused.
‘So I was right after all.’
Even if Baek Hee-an’s real-world Hunter skills were innate, knowing his original level of ability, I couldn’t help but accept this explanation.
But if that were the case, did Baek Hee-an have a contract with a Constellation?
“That Baek Hee-an guy, did he sell his soul to a demon to raise his skill….”
⟦”I told you it’s not some weird contract like that! And right now isn’t the time—he couldn’t contract even if he wanted to!”⟧
If it wasn’t that, there’d be no reason to refuse a contract, so what were these Constellations contracting for anyway?
I still didn’t fully understand.
On the ultra-high-definition massive television screen, Baek Hee-an was pursuing the last rat creature.
“Let’s go do sword training now.”
⟦”What? You said you were going to play the Game earlier? Naturally I’m thrilled. I teach better than that irritating Demon Dragon bastard.”⟧
“Who’s Demon Dragon?”
⟦”That bright red guy you call Red Star in the Game.”⟧
So he’d been wary of Red Star.
After hearing Kkolkkalpi’s explanation, I saw the Constellations in a new light.
God of Fighters.
True to the divine title of the god of combat, it was certain that these beings called Constellations possessed extraordinary combat abilities.
‘Why didn’t I think of this before? Learning deliberately from the Constellations.’
Kkolkkalpi, Red Star, Green Star.
If I learned and absorbed their combat abilities in rotation, then fixed my legs with coins, what would happen then?
‘Catching up to Baek Hee-an is just a matter of time, isn’t it?’
The corners of my mouth lifted slightly.
* * *
Bored from playing alone at home, Kim Jung-yeon arrived an hour earlier than his shift change, his eyes widening as he asked.
“Sister, did you… lose weight?”
I nearly choked up.
“Hey, do you always have to add that qualifier? You can clearly see it’s gone!”
About ten days had passed since Baek Hee-an’s near one-man performance at the God Opal Preliminary Tournament had set the internet ablaze.
My weight had entered the 100-kilogram range.
To be precise, 104 kilograms—considering I’d weighed 122 kilograms when I first used the weight-loss item, it was an incredible transformation.
“Wow. Wow, seriously. I’m already starting to see Hee-ji in you, Sister.”
“….”
Where did that nonsense come from.
I couldn’t tell if it was sophisticated social skill or some deranged ambition to use me as a stepping stone to build connections with Baek Hee-an.
Judging by the gleam in his eyes that seemed genuinely sincere, it looked like the latter.
“Hmph!”
Just then, Kim Jung-yeon suddenly covered his mouth and rolled his eyes.
He was looking toward the door.
Ding—
“?”
Wondering who had arrived, I saw the Convenience Store door opening to reveal a customer whose presence made Kim Jung-yeon’s reaction understandable.
Jeong Si-do.
I wondered why he’d come, but remembering the 800,000 won I’d received from him, a business smile naturally spread across my face.
“Welcome.”
“Hello, Hyun-su. It’s been a while. How have you been?”
Just as I’d felt when we met before, his voice was as gentle and refined as his mature, handsome appearance.
The women apparently loved him.
Jeong Si-do’s manners were already famous, so that wasn’t particularly surprising, but the question was why he’d come here.
“Yes, thanks to you.”
When I swung the sword at Hee-ji, I hadn’t thought much of it, but if it had connected properly, it would have been a disaster.
‘Maybe he came to offer compensation for emotional damage.’
Though that didn’t seem likely.
“I was truly sorry about that day. Hee-ji caused you trouble and gave you quite a fright. It seems she and Hwang Beom-young had some kind of quarrel beforehand.”
Ooh, his diction was flawless.
Jeong Si-do’s refined suit and actor-like voice made my eardrums tingle.
Despite never having worked at a company, this space suddenly felt less like a Convenience Store and more like a corporate office.
“Hwang Beom-young is just like that.”
That crazy bastard.
Thinking about how he’d grabbed me and used me as a meat shield made my blood boil, but thanks to him, I’d earned a clean 800,000 won, so I forgave him.
‘He’s like a golden goblin to me.’
Ever since we first met, he’s been steadily bringing me easy money.
“When do you get off work?”
“Pardon?”
“I’d like to treat you to a meal at a nice place.”
“?”
I was taken aback.
‘He just gave me 800,000 won to keep quiet, and now he wants to buy me dinner too?’
Was this some kind of psychological damage compensation or what?
This felt oddly fortunate.
Jeong Si-do added with a smile.
“I’m also curious about what you were holding that day.”
“…Ah.”
He’s interested in the sword.
I could just tell him the truth—that I borrowed it from Baek Hee-an for a bit—but this was an opportunity to get a free meal.
“I finish at six.”
“Then I’ll park the car in front of the Convenience Store until then.”
“Okay.”
Ding—
As he left, students who happened to be entering widened their eyes, staring after Jeong Si-do.
The moment the Convenience Store door closed, they turned around and began chattering excitedly.
“Insane! Did you see that?”
“Why is Jeong Si-do here…?”
Tap tap.
Someone poked my arm, and when I glanced over, Kim Jung-yeon was looking up at me with sparkling eyes like the other students.
He whispered conspiratorially.
“I think Jeong Si-do came to hit on you, Sister. Given his personality, he’s absolutely not the type to approach someone first.”
He came because of Baek Hee-an’s sword.
“Wow, how does a guy like that attach himself the moment you lose weight? Sister, do you have some kind of charm?”
“….”
I don’t know about charm, but I definitely have layers of belly fat wrapped around my abdomen.
Kim Jung-yeon continued his nonsense.
“That guy’s pretty decent too. He probably lives in a Large Detached House and has several foreign cars. Why not trade up to Jeong Si-do?”
Trade up to what.
Kim Jung-yeon’s criteria for a good man seemed to be whether he owned a foreign car.
“Just buy one yourself.”
“No matter how nice a foreign car is, I don’t want to become a car poor person.”
Kim Jung-yeon spouted nothing but nonsense to me, yet when it came to his own life, he was surprisingly shrewd and meticulous.
Jung Yeon, who had been glancing out at Jeong Si-do’s waiting car, spoke up.
“Sister, go. I’ll take over for you.”
“!”
What’s with all this good fortune?
“Thanks, Jung Yeon. I’ll give it my best shot. Let’s go, fighting.”
I let out a halfhearted cheer, then slipped out of the Workplace a full hour before my shift ended.

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