The Chicken Legend's Game Becomes Reality - Chapter 75

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Chapter 75
There was nothing left to scavenge, so the Players who had been lingering about flinched.
“…Let’s go.”
“Yes.”
The Players caught the sinister glint in my eyes and immediately turned to flee.
Just as I was deliberating whether to chase them down.
[Player Beom Nae-ryeo-wassda has been eliminated.]
[Fair has been dissolved.]
Hwang Beom-young was out.
“!”
I’d suspected it, but he really did die.
Baek Hee-an, who had engaged Hwang Beom-young in a one-on-one duel, had finally eliminated him.
‘This is my moment!’
I immediately touched the Fair request in the Game System and aimed at Ian with my fingertip.
[Do you wish to request a Fair with Player Ian?]
[Yes]
Baek Hee-an, who had been staring down at the fallen Hwang Beom-young’s game avatar, turned his head to look at me.
“….”
His gaze was unnervingly cold.
Baek Hee-an still hadn’t formed a Fair with Lee Do-jin—he remained unpartnered.
‘Surely he won’t reject the Fair request?’
Soon, a response came.
[Player Ian has accepted your Fair request.]
Done!
I grinned widely at Baek Hee-an.
“I kept my promise, didn’t I?”
“….”
As I confidently tapped my chest, Baek Hee-an’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“What. Why. We formed a Fair.”
The Fair with Hwang Beom-young had turned out to be surprisingly manageable, though I hadn’t anticipated it—but since he was dead now, there was nothing to be done about it.
Baek Hee-an suddenly spun around and vanished, only to reappear at a distance.
“Kyaaaah!”
“What, what is this?!”
“Why the sudden attack?!”
“Help!”
Baek Hee-an’s magical assault was as swift and merciless as when he’d cornered Hwang Beom-young.
[Halobreak]
Boom—boom—crash!
A whooshing sound effect echoed through the air.
Four Players were vaporized in light from a single area-of-effect attack by the Constellation.
‘Wow.’
It seemed like Baek Hee-an was venting his frustration at me on those monsters, though maybe that was just my imagination.
Baek Hee-an’s stats, having nearly monopolized an entire Gate, were absolutely overwhelming.
1st Place: Ian
‘Before the second Gate opened, Jeong Si-do was ranked first overall, but…’
2nd Place: Jeong Si-do
Now Jeong Si-do had been pushed down to second.
Baek Hee-an, who’d been hunting down random Players, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
An urgent alarm sounded as a red message window appeared before us.
[Emergency Sudden Quest Triggered!]
[⚠Dimensional Rift Detected — A magical wave stronger than before has been observed!]
[A Gate has opened in the storage lockers and restroom passage on the 1st Floor of Seoul Station. Close the Gate.
—Number of Gates: 3
—Rank: B]
‘Three?!’
The reason I was alarmed upon seeing the Gate event message wasn’t because three B-Rank Gates were too many.
It was the 1st Floor—dangerously close to the basement where Jeong Si-do and his sister were.
‘If they take these, my championship is as good as lost!’
Three Gates.
If Jeong Si-do and his sister monopolized all of them, my victory would be completely out of reach.
“Baek Hee-an!”
Baek Hee-an and I began sprinting toward the location of the third Gate.
“Can’t you teleport through the Fair?!”
“I can, but I’ve used it three times already. It needs to cool down.”
“Ah.”
So he couldn’t use it right now.
I glanced back over my shoulder.
‘Is that guy seriously Baek Hee-an’s pet or something?’
Lee Do-jin, who was neither a Fair nor anything else, was following along at a reasonable distance as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
The three of us descended from the 3rd Floor to the 2nd, then down to the 1st.
‘Again…’
Once more, I noticed fallen NPCs scattered about.
Despite it being game graphics, the twisted joints and terrified expressions of those collapsed figures stirred an uncomfortable feeling within me.
“Hey, are you—?”
I looked at Baek Hee-an to speak, but felt an odd sense of dissonance.
“What.”
“…Why.”
“Don’t tell me you’re upset?”
“…Not at all.”
This bastard’s sulking but pretending otherwise.
“Why are you being so touchy? I kept my promise anyway. If I hadn’t made a Fair with Hwang Beom-young, I’d have been dead by Jeong Si-do’s hands long ago.”
“….”
Fortunately, Baek Hee-an seemed to accept this reasoning.
Before the second Gate opened, Jeong Si-do’s ranking had been higher than Baek Hee-an’s, so it wasn’t hard to understand.
“Then why won’t you dissolve the Fair-”
“Never mind that! What do you think about that?”
I quickly cut off Baek Hee-an’s words and redirected his attention.
The fallen NPCs.
Like scattered phones, bags, and spilled coffee cups, these incongruous objects captured and held my gaze.
After a brief silence, Baek Hee-an answered.
“A strategic placement.”
“What kind? To upset the Players during the tournament?”
“Probably. Hunters can’t ignore things like this—it’s an occupational hazard. Everyone’s struggling to turn a blind eye.”
The Players participating in the tournament had all reached similar conclusions.
That this was an intentional obstacle.
But just because judgment was similar didn’t mean everyone would make the same choice, as Hwang Beom-young and I had demonstrated.
“It’s not bad to get some practice rescuing NPCs here. This event is Battle Royale, but the main tournament event will be a raid.”
In other words, this guy had also been rescuing NPCs along the way.
“….”
The image of Hwang Beom-young rushing frantically beside me to rescue the Child NPC flickered in my mind.
The one who told me not to over-immerse myself while constantly empathizing with everything.
An odd feeling stirred within me.
‘What is this? I’m completely normal.’
Everything I’d once thought made me stupid and foolish became perfectly natural when surrounded by Hunters.
‘Comforting? Like finding my home planet after wandering through alien worlds without even knowing it existed.’
My body moved before my mind could catch up.
I didn’t understand why I kept trying to rescue people when I wasn’t even a Hunter, but regardless, my actions and way of thinking were completely normal among them.
‘Should I become a Hunter too?’
It certainly seemed like my calling.
Muttering absently, I glanced at the chat window without thinking.
“…?”
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One of the broadcast viewers had somehow used mosaics to create something in the chat window.
And it kept repeating.
‘What is this? 505? Does that mean they’re donating 505 won?’
My first instinct was to think of money, but it seemed unlikely that viewers would bother mosaicking out “505” for that reason.
Besides, looking more carefully, I could see multiple people attempting various things, but only this one seemed to have worked—everyone else’s attempts were chaotic and muddled.
Some message that everyone was desperately trying to convey….
“…SOS?”
The moment I muttered it aloud, the chat exploded like a spark had ignited a fuse.
Messages surged upward in a frenzied torrent.
Once I’d grasped what was happening, the roar of confirmation seemed to rain down on my ears.
“What? Is it really SOS? Why? Help us? Who?”
“?”
Baek Hee-an, who’d been ahead of me, glanced back.
Incomprehensible mosaicked messages poured in at a frantic pace, and between them, mosaicked “SOS” messages appeared.
What the broadcast viewers were trying to tell me became crystal clear.
SOS.
Help us.
“!”
The moment I reached the 1st Floor Lobby, the vague sense of wrongness suddenly intensified.
Beyond the glass doors.
Where the lights of the Parking Lot and Seoul Square should have been visible, there was nothing but a bland gray barrier blocking everything.
“Baek Hee-an, stop for a second.”
This was a game that boasted high-end graphics, yet the outside scenery had vanished.
As if the textures had been omitted.
“Why?”
“Was it always like that outside? I could’ve sworn there was scenery outside when the Game started.”
Baek Hee-an looked outside.
“It was visible fine from the upper floors.”
“I started on the 3rd Floor, and there was scenery there too. Isn’t it just the 1st Floor where the outside isn’t visible?”
“No. Ever since the Gate event started, it’s disappeared from all floors. It is strange though. Even outside of tournaments, this Game doesn’t usually omit things like that.”
Even Baek Hee-an sensed something was wrong.
I’d arrived at a terrible conclusion I would have denied if I could.
“Is this… reality?”
“….”
Baek Hee-an stared at me with a bewildered expression.
“Are you serious?”
The implication was whether I’d lost my mind, but I was deadly earnest.
“The chat’s gone insane.”
“…Chat? You mean a Game broadcast? Is broadcasting even possible during a tournament?”
“There’s nothing in the rules saying it’s not allowed. The chat’s all mosaicked out so I can’t see anything, but….”
Lee Do-jin, who’d been following behind, was now standing right at my back.
I pointed at empty air.
“The viewers have been making SOS out of mosaics in the chat this whole time. When I asked if it was a distress call, they started screaming through the mosaics!”
“!”
For reference, each Player’s system window is completely invisible to other Players.
If they can’t even see it, how could they possibly believe my words?
At least Baek Hee-an said yes.
“I’ll go out and check, then come back.”
Baek Hee-an’s earnest attitude transformed into impulsive action.
“Go out? Where?”
Baek Hee-an raised his hand into empty air.
“You’re not seriously logging out? Wait!”
Was this madman actually going to abandon the Tournament entirely out of sheer determination?
I tried to stop him.
“…I can’t log out.”
“Neither can I.”
“!”
Baek Hee-an and Lee Do-jin both announced they couldn’t log out.
I tried immediately myself.
[System Error — Logout cannot be executed.]
“Damn. I can’t either.”
They’d made it impossible for Players to log out during the Tournament.
‘We’re trapped?’
With this, something suspicious transformed from suspicion into certainty.

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