“Phew.”
The day I decided to try the training simulation.
To be honest, I was a little curious too.
Just how hard was it that, until now, absolutely “no one” had ever gotten a perfect score?
Considering capsule distribution, the number of users, and accessibility, the number of people who’d attempted it had to easily be in the hundreds of millions.
No matter how difficult the developers had made it.
Not a single person among them?
“Is it really that hard?”
And so, just to warm up, I gave it a casual try.
[Reflexes 100 / Agility 100 / Accuracy 100 / Evasion Rate 100 / Concentration 100]
Total Score: 500
“...?”
Maybe the reason there hadn’t been a perfect score wasn’t because the system was difficult, but simply because people were bad at it?
A perfect score no one had achieved.
Were the people not at fault?
They were.
‘No one got a perfect score on something this easy?’
Wondering if I’d misunderstood something, I went over the tests I’d just taken one by one.
There had been two tests in total.
The first was a test where I had to dodge balls flying in from every direction.
It seemed to mainly measure agility and evasion rate.
‘It was bad enough to make me sigh.’
Monsters leaping out from dark caves.
Unpredictable attacks flying through the city streets.
Compared to what I’d experienced in my previous world, this was basically children playing around.
It was easy enough that I could have dodged everything with my eyes closed, relying only on sound.
In fact, from about the middle onward, I did dodge with my eyes closed, and by the latter half, I got so bored that I had no choice but to strike a one-legged chicken-fight pose.
‘And I still dodged everything.’
To be precise, I never even gave them a chance to hit me.
‘If I got hit by something like this, I’d have to go die.’
Those fifteen years weren’t spent in vain.
The second test after that was to run through an environment that changed in real time while avoiding obstacles.
With a beep from the guide sound, the floor began collapsing from behind, and a sign appeared telling me to run forward.
Obstacles suddenly popped out from every direction.
The collapsing floor.
And the constantly changing environment.
In short, it was a course where you had to keep moving if you didn’t want to fall.
I had to avoid unpredictable traps by jumping, sliding, and changing direction.
Of course, ordinary people might find things like this plenty difficult.
But even that was a piece of cake for me, who had cleared countless gates.
‘And I even started running backward halfway through.’
That was how I ended up with a perfect score of 500.
Someone else might have been so happy they couldn’t contain themselves at taking first place with a perfect score.
But not me.
Because I was used to it.
Being in first place.
Hundreds of millions of humans, thousands of species of monsters, hundreds of gates.
I was always the strongest.
If there had been just two more of me, the world would never have ended.
Because I alone couldn’t protect the entire Earth.
As I thought about the past, I soon shook my head.
‘It’s already over.’
There was no point thinking about it now.
That aside.
“This is making me a little nervous...”
At this rate, there’d be no reason for me to have bought the capsule.
It was too boring.
Of course, I had bought the capsule to earn money through streaming too.
But the most important thing was dopamine.
After spending fifteen years passing through the jaws of death, my brain was already soaked in dopamine.
At this rate, what killed me wouldn’t be anything else, but boredom.
“Wait?!”
Could this possibly be what the Demon King had been aiming for?
A peaceful world without any fighting.
It might have been the Demon King’s sinister plan to make me die of boredom here, unable to obtain any dopamine at all.
If so, his plan had worked splendidly.
‘So he really was the Demon King. What a terrifying bastard...’
At finally realizing the Demon King’s true nature after a whole year, I couldn’t help but shudder.
And perhaps having reached the same conclusion as me, Nua, beside me, was shuddering with its jelly-like body just like I was.
To arrive at the same conclusion at the same time as me.
As expected of the Spirit King.
“Nua..?”
It looked at me with a puzzled expression, so I lifted it with one hand and placed it on top of my head.
Then I sat down on the materialized floor and thought about my plans going forward.
‘What should I do? Is that really the only thing I can count on..’
The training simulation was more disappointing than I’d expected, but what I was looking forward to was something else.
Reality Mode.
A mode where, instead of using superhuman character specs provided by the game, I could enjoy virtual reality with only minimal corrections and my body’s own specs.
With that mode, I thought even I might be able to enjoy myself.
As long as the capsule couldn’t recognize mana, my body was nothing more than the physicality of a delicate woman.
Of course, since this body was also the same existence as me, just from a different timeline, it did have the same talents I had.
‘It’s just not trained enough.’
Since I had gotten a perfect score in the training simulation even with an untrained physique, I couldn’t help but feel slightly uneasy.
But right now, this was the only thing I could count on.
“I need more dopamine. Otherwise, I’m really going to die of boredom...”
Hearing me, Nua shouted as if in agreement.
“Nuaaat!!”
“Let’s turn on the stream tomorrow first?”
“Nuat.”
“Yeah, like you said, let’s try turning it on. I do need money too.”
Who knew.
Maybe it would be fun once I tried it.
After leaving the capsule, sleeping well for a day, and waking up, I turned on a stream using the Pajjik account I had made in advance.
My nickname was Haerang.
It was the alias I’d been called by in my previous world, and roughly meant killer whale.
There were many reasons why I’d been given the name Haerang back then, but well... wasn’t it probably because of my appearance?
Black hair and eyes reddened by my awakening.
In a way, I did kind of give off a killer whale impression.
When I said that, everyone waved their hands and denied it, and my comrades said it was actually because of my violent personality.
‘I don’t believe in that kind of fabrication.’
Naturally, I broke one limb each from the bastards who spouted such absurd nonsense.
But that was the fault of the bastards who slandered me, not because my personality was garbage or because I was violent.
Anyway.
That was how I started the stream under the nickname Haerang.
Since it was my first stream, there was a high chance not many viewers would come.
Still, for the sake of at least a little influx, I was planning to play a game called Wilds Hunter, which was apparently popular these days.
“...What kind of situation is this?”
Not even a few minutes had passed since I turned on the stream, but viewers suddenly started flooding in.
Up until about the first five, I thought, ‘Oh, is it because of the game?’
‘Did I pick a good game?’
However.
Before even thirty seconds had passed, there were fifty people.
“Huh?”
From that point on, I wondered if it was really that popular.
And after that, the number began increasing rapidly, until less than ten minutes after starting the stream, it hit 2,458 viewers.
At that absurd situation, all I could do was let out a hollow laugh.
“...Was I more talented at drawing aggro than I thought?”
Of course, I knew that made no sense, but it was so absurd that I couldn’t help saying it.
Normally, the chat window would have been quiet and empty on a first stream.
- Are you really Haerang?
- fake fake fake fake
- Gotta be an impostor lol
- Did you start streaming?
- Official hacker stream
- Is a perfect 500 even possible?
- Live scene of the 500-point fake ㄷ
- Hacker streamer appears lol
- Explain yourself
- Let’s see if it’s real skill
Right now, the chat window was scrolling up so quickly it looked like it might explode.
Dozens of chats were rising every second.
An ordinary person would have been flustered, not knowing what to do when the chat suddenly exploded like this from their very first stream.
Since it was their first time streaming, they wouldn’t be used to reading chat, nor would they know how to respond.
Of course, that didn’t apply to me.
Dozens, hundreds of chats.
I could follow that much with my eyes just fine.
The moment I read through each of the chats coming up, I immediately understood why so many people had gathered.
‘...This is because of yesterday’s training simulation score.’
Most of the chat was all about yesterday’s score.
I didn’t know where the link had been posted, but apparently there had been all sorts of talk about my score.
When I quickly searched “Haerang” in the capsule’s built-in search window, countless posts appeared as if pouring out.
Among them, I clicked the post with the most recommendations.
There were hundreds of comments alone.
‘It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours. Impressive.’
The contents I skimmed through could be summarized in one sentence.
“This score makes no sense.”
Some said the score had been manipulated, while others claimed the leaderboard itself was wrong.
There were some who said it might be real skill... but they were so rare they could be counted on one hand.
And today.
When someone started a stream using the exact same name as the one on the leaderboard, a passing user saw it and posted about it on the community.
The people who saw that followed the link and came pouring in.
A series of coincidences that fit together so perfectly it was almost ridiculous.
‘Ha... How long has it even been since I turned on the stream?’
It was a truly absurd flow of events.
I had never imagined that running the training simulation just once to get used to the capsule would cause this mess.
But no matter how I thought about it, this wasn’t a bad situation.
No.
To be honest, it was an extremely good situation.
‘If I’d really used a “hack” like the chat is saying, then it would be a different story.’
But for me, who hadn’t used anything like a hack, this was an opportunity.
Of course, I had expected from the start that I would succeed as a streamer.
But I naturally thought that would require a certain amount of time.
I’d have to spread by word of mouth, and there had to be time for viewers to come in.
Yet by some absurd coincidence, I had received a huge influx right from my first stream.
In that case, the result was obvious.
I would simply rise much faster than I had expected.
Looking at the chat that was still scrolling endlessly, I briefly wondered what I should say.
Since things had turned out this way, I felt like I wanted to make proper use of this opportunity.
That was when a donation arrived, opening the way for me to speak.
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[CheonhyehyangIsGood donated 1,000 won.]
Is your training simulation score real?
----
‘That’s it.’
A question that had arrived just in time for me to naturally begin talking.
Thanks to that, I felt like I could speak much more easily.
Still, since it was my first donation, I should answer properly.
‘Was this how you did it..?’
After clearing my throat with a brief cough, I slowly spoke.
“CheonhyehyangIsGood, thank you for the 1,000 won donation. By training simulation score, you mean the score ranked first, right? Looking at the chat, it seems like everyone came because of my nickname and that...”
I trailed off slightly and gauged the reaction.
- Yeah, that’s right
- Seriously, explain that
- There’s a limit to faking stuff lol
- No matter what, 500 points is too much of a lie
- Wait, you’re a woman? Your voice is crazy nice?
- For real lol
- Now that I know it’s a woman, it’s even more obvious the score is fake
The chat window went even wilder once I answered.
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[Invertebrate donated 1,000 won.]
It’s obvious you manipulated the score to start streaming. Putting aside how you did it, you drew way too much aggro.
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And there was even a donation that openly mocked me.
‘Mm, perfect.’
I hadn’t planned it, but the stage had been set perfectly.
A situation where everyone doubted me, demanded an explanation, and raised their voices.
This wasn’t the first time I’d experienced something like this.
If anything, I was used to it.
Back when the whole world trembled in fear of gates and the Demon King.
I had faced suspicion and pressure far worse than this countless times.
You don’t believe me?
You want me to prove it?
It had always been like that.
When hundreds, thousands of eyes glared at me and sharp words stabbed into me.
I said nothing.
I simply showed them through action.
Who I was.
Why I was called the strongest.
And the end was always the same.
People closing their mouths.
Eyes lowering to the ground.
Words shrinking as if ashamed.
And in the end, people began to praise me.
Words praising me began to emerge from the mouths of those who had cursed me, and the gazes that had doubted me soon glittered with respect.
Later, there were even followers who said they wanted to become like me and wanted to help me.
This time would be no different.
I just had to show them.
Who the person they had come to see really was.
I didn’t bother answering the people demanding an explanation.
I simply moved my hand and clicked the training simulation.
The room began turning white.
Looking at that room, I calmly gave one sentence to those watching me with suspicious eyes.
“It’ll be faster to show you than to talk, right? I’ll prove it right away.”
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[CheonhyehyangIsGood donated 1,000 won.]
If it’s real, I’ll donate 500,000 won.
----
‘To think they’d even set a mission.’
- Safest asset ever
- For real lol
- It’s fake anyway, so I’ll just watch someone play whale for free.
The other viewers, saying it was obviously a safe asset, began laughing and chatting among themselves as they raised the mission money.
When I saw that the mission money had somehow reached around 5 million won, I smiled faintly.
Not a bad start.
“I should thank you in advance. Thank you for the 5 million won.”
Then I adjusted the screen so I could properly show myself.
I couldn’t have people saying it was fake again.
When my appearance appeared on the screen, people began panicking.
- ?
- Huh?
- Wow...
- What?
- Is that your real appearance?
- Hoo boy
- As if that’s her real appearance, it’s character customization
- The customization is damn good.
- Wow, she’s so pretty
- Hngh...
- Would!!
- Wow, those boobs...
Suddenly, all talk of explanations vanished, and the chat was filled only with comments about my appearance.
‘What are they doing...’
At that sight, I shook my head slightly and proceeded with the training simulation.
And those people, who had been chattering among themselves, soon—
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[CheonhyehyangIsGood donated 1,000 won.]
Fuck... my money...
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Lost their words at the next scene shown on the screen.
Total Score: 500
[You have succeeded in the mission.]
Burp.
Five million won sure is sweet.