----- Training Simulation Gallery -----
Title) Fuck, why is this real? Why is this real?
I said it twice because it’s important.
No, was 500 points actually possible?
I watched it live and still can’t believe it...
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: What the hell is that, you damn otaku
: Guy above is slow as fuck with the news
: Fr lol
: Ah, you don’t know this~
: Slow
: At that speed, you won’t survive in this cruel world, hero
: Ah, fuck, what is it? Stop teasing me and tell me
: Haerang, you bastard
: You don’t know Haerang-sensei, born-to-be-god with a score of 500?
: Fr lol
: What’s a Haerang
: What the fuck, is this a prank? Why am I the only one who doesn’t know
: (link) Go in here and check, the replay’s still up
: Yeah, checking now
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Title) I’m the bastard who cursed in the post below earlier
So what the hell is this? Isn’t it a hack?
Or fabricated?
Gang Daehan’s score is 493, how does 500 even make sense?
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: What are you gonna do if you don’t believe it lololol
: Fr lol
: Haerang-sensei personally shoved the facts into your eyeballs
: Open your eyes, hero
: (Open your eyes racon)
OP: My eyes are open, you fucker. But I saw it and still can’t believe it, what am I supposed to do
: What do you mean what are you supposed to do, just believe
: Fr lol
OP: I get it, so stop with the fr lol already, I’m gonna get neurosis
: Fr lol
OP: Fuck...
: So when is Haerang turning on the stream?
: Dunno?
: Open the room, host!!!
OP: Why are you writing that in my post?
: Ah, this isn’t it? Sry sry hehe;;
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“Unbelievable.”
After checking the community posts to see what the reaction to yesterday’s stream had been like, I gave a small laugh and put my phone down.
For reference, yesterday I ended the stream less than ten minutes after showing my training simulation score.
My original plan had been to play a game right afterward, but.
“Looking at the situation, it feels like even more new viewers will come in.”
As I organized my thoughts, I lightly touched my lips with a finger.
Even while I was running the training simulation, the viewer count had kept rising.
The last viewer count I checked was 3,420 in total.
Most of them had probably come after being baited by the commotion, but what mattered in the end was the fact that they had personally confirmed whether my physical ability was real or not.
Announcing at the end of yesterday’s stream that I would be playing a game today had also been a deliberate calculation.
Of course, I expected there to be talk in the gallery after the stream, just like the day before yesterday, and sure enough, it matched my prediction.
With this, an environment had been created where more new viewers could flow in.
As I organized my thoughts, I suddenly remembered the viewers’ reactions yesterday and found myself smiling for no reason.
When I closed my eyes, that scene came back more vividly than I’d expected.
“Then I’ll end the stream here.”
- You’re seriously leaving like this...?
- No, stop!!!
- Freeze!!!
“I plan to go live at the same time tomorrow too. I loosened up a bit today, so I’ll start the actual game properly from tomorrow. You still doubt my skills? Feel free to put up a mission anytime, and I’ll personally clear up your doubts.”
- Show us more!
- Hey, host, where do you get off just taking the money and leaving? You can’t do this!!!
- That’s really the end?
- The code of the martial world has fallen...
The chat window was in chaos, but I nodded once, raised my hand, and gave a polite farewell.
“Paba~”
- No!!!!
- Stop!!!
- Host, freeze!!
Yes, I can.
When I quickly turned off the stream, the viewers in the remaining chat window began to wail even louder.
- Sob sob
- Holding my breath until the streamer comes back!! Hup!!
- And thus, hundreds of years passed
- And he became stone
- Farewell
- But the streamer is coming tomorrow, right?
- Dunno?
- How am I supposed to endure a whole day...
“That was fun.”
When I checked the time, the stream time had already drawn close before I knew it.
I got up from the bed, lifted Nyua, who had been sleeping beside me, and headed for the capsule.
“Nyuuaa...?”
Nyua looked at me, still heavy with sleep.
I stroked the little thing once with my fingertips.
“It’s about time to turn on the stream.”
Reacting to my words, Nyua twitched as if waking from sleep.
Twitch, twitch.
The little thing, which had been hanging limp, turned its body back into something soft like mochi, naturally flew up, and clung tightly to my neck.
A soft sensation wrapped around the nape of my neck.
By now, even that no longer felt unfamiliar.
When I entered the capsule in that state, the private room unfolded with the familiar hum of activation.
One bed, one desk.
It was a simple space, but I liked it well enough.
After lying on the bed in the private room and killing the last bit of time, I got up right at eight o’clock and turned on the stream.
In less than three minutes after I turned it on, the viewer count rapidly climbed.
It had already passed 500.
As expected, ending the stream right away yesterday seemed to have been the right decision.
“Paha. You’re all fast.”
When I turned the camera to show myself, the chat window reacted as if it had exploded.
- Hae-ha
- Hey hey hey, the host has arrived?
- Is this really only his second day streaming? What’s with the viewer count?
- Fr lol
- This is insane
- Is this the cheater stream?
- Ugh, someone who didn’t watch yesterday showed up
- How can you be so slow with news, great hero!!
- The streamer is here!!
The chat window rose rapidly.
While briefly chatting with the viewers, I skimmed the chat with my eyes and waited for the message I wanted to appear.
Just then, the donation sound rang out.
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[I Like Cheonhyehyang has donated 1,000 won.]
What are you planning to do today?
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Bingo.
‘That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.’
With this, I could move on to the topic I wanted much more easily.
I checked the nickname of the person who sent the donation.
‘I Like Cheonhyehyang.’
It was a familiar nickname.
A person who had been saying exactly what I wanted to hear, right on cue, since yesterday.
They must have had plenty of money too, considering they’d kindly thrown 500,000 won at me from my very first stream—a grateful sucker... no, person.
“Thank you for the 1,000 won donation, I Like Cheonhyehyang. What am I going to do today? I think it’ll be faster to show you than to tell you.”
After thanking them for the donation, I immediately opened the game.
When I watched other streamers, this was where they would chat about this and that and receive more donations, but.
‘I’m still awkward with that sort of thing.’
Besides, these people came to confirm my physical ability again, not to laugh and chatter with me.
Viewers who flow in easily leave quickly.
That was why I thought this method was right if I wanted to naturally make the viewers sit down and stay.
With a grand sound, the screen changed.
[WILDS HUNTER]
The moment the title appeared, the chat window began boiling over once again.
- Ah, you know WildHun? This is really f.u.n.
- Kya
- Wow, he’s playing this
- Doki doki doki doki doki
- Welcome to WildHun
WILDS HUNTER.
Commonly called WildHun.
A game set in a vast open world, where you hunted countless monsters, carved up their materials, made weapons from them, and grew stronger.
It was a traditional classic game that had existed even before virtual reality became widespread, and thanks to its highly polished gameplay, it had secured a massive fixed fanbase.
And this newest entry was a masterpiece that the developer had poured its soul into.
From immediately after release, it was praised as having “captured both realism and gameplay,” and favorable reviews poured in from people who had actually played it.
However, even amid such praise, there was criticism.
Namely, the difficulty.
It received glowing praise for its overwhelming degree of freedom, but the problem was that said freedom also applied to the monsters.
The “attack patterns” monsters were supposed to have disappeared, and in their place appeared monsters that moved even more creatively than the players.
Normally, you learned a monster’s patterns and cleared it that way, but in this game, the monsters’ patterns kept changing.
There was even a video, despite the game having only recently come out, of another monster barging in during a fight, throwing shit at the player, and running away; it exceeded ten million views and became legendary.
When fierce complaints from players poured in, the developer, as if to show them, revealed a new mode.
Namely, Baby Mode.
“Is hunting too difficult for you? We anticipated this and prepared a mode for people like that. Its name is Baby Mode. In this mode, the monsters’ patterns are standardized, and players can grow stronger more easily.”
Thanks to that, the review page, which had nearly caught fire, calmed down to a certain degree, and more and more users began enjoying the game casually.
:Calling it Baby Mode kind of grates on me, but it’s fun.
:It’s hard, but still fun.
:Once you memorize the patterns, it’s doable.
:Wahh!! Gimme milk!!
And the existing hardcore difficulty was separated into Reality Mode, now becoming a hellish realm that only a tiny number of rotten veterans challenged.
- Have you played WildHun before?
“No, it’s my first time.”
At those words, several viewers began going wild.
- Kya, welcome, newbie!!!!
- Your first time with WildHun? That’s kind of lewd
- Haaahk!! A fresh newbie has arrived!!!!
- A newbie? Fuck, stay right there!!
- WildHun is hard, will you be okay?
“Yes, I’ll be fine.”
- What mode are you gonna do? Don’t tell me Baby Mode?
- Lololol it’s his first time, of course he’ll do Baby Mode
- Asking the obvious
- Are you trying to kill the newbie?!
The viewers suddenly began fighting among themselves over which mode I would choose.
Baby Mode? Or Reality Mode? They were arguing back and forth.
What they didn’t know was that, naturally, the mode I would choose was Reality Mode.
On top of that, I was also going to use the so-called “Double Reality Mode,” making use of Capsule Reality Mode, which had almost no capsule compensation.
Because only the bare minimum correction was applied, the difficulty literally rose exponentially.
If others heard about it, they might say I was insane, but.
‘It has to be at least this much for the dopamine to kick in.’
It was only a game anyway.
It wasn’t like I’d actually die if I died inside.
“I’ll go with Reality Mode.”
- Kya, this is it
- No, the newbie will die!!
- Aren’t you being too overconfident? If you’re a newbie, it’s better to start with Baby Mode...
- I can already see him suffering from the start
- Kiya~ look at that composure, this is the composure of someone with 500 points
- Com.posure, when you think about it, sounds like a really perverted word.
- Oh yeah...
- The mood suddenly got sensual, huh?
- Dude... why are you reading it with a pause like that
- Is this guy a physical-ability parrot too?
- He still won’t be a match for Reality Mode
- Watching a streamer suffer is the happiest thing
- Die die die die
- Now we’ll finally see his real skill
- Fr lol
- This is where it really starts
- This is the crossroads between whether he’s just a training sim one-trick or not
There were quite a few worried messages too, but they were the minority.
Checking the reaction in the chat window, most opinions leaned toward the idea that I would suffer.
Looking at a few of the messages that stood out among them.
There were chats saying I was forcing it to show off, that I’d gotten excited after getting attention, that this was bait, that it was some cheap trick to draw eyes.
And then there was one message that slightly got on my nerves.
- Pepper-Flavored Pepper: He’ll play a little and switch to Baby Mode right away lol
Pepper-Flavored Pepper.
‘I’ve remembered your nickname.’
When I pressed Reality Mode on the prompt asking me to select a mode, a warning message appeared.
[Are you sure you wish to select Reality Mode?]
- Warning message, damn
- That’s brutal;;
- This is where you sign the waiver giving up your body, right? lololol
- Ah, are you really going to suffer? lololol
- It’s not too late to back out...
After quickly reading the warning below saying the developer bore no responsibility, I pressed the accept button without hesitation.
My vision slowly darkened.
And then, shortly after.
Chirp chirp—
Along with the birdsong coming from all directions, there was the sensation of soft grass beneath my feet, and even a cool breeze brushing across my face.
At the realism that made it feel as though I had entered an actual forest, my mouth opened slightly without me realizing it.
‘It was this good?’
I had heard many times that virtual reality games felt real, but hearing about it and experiencing it personally were completely different things.
It was a feeling on an entirely different level from the training simulation.
There was a subtle sense of foreignness when I moved my body, but I couldn’t hide my amazement at the fact that they had implemented it to this degree.
“This is my first time playing a virtual reality game, but this is really... a whole new world...”
- Wait, streamer, it’s your first time playing a virtual reality game too?
- Is this really okay?
- First experience, oh yeah...
- ??: I took the streamer’s first experience?
- I feel like we suddenly got way too close
- Newbie, haaahk
- Anyone would be surprised the first time, I was too
- I wasn’t
- Who asked
My body still felt awkward.
Since it wasn’t my actual body, it seemed to have dropped by more than seventy percent compared to normal.
As I slowly adjusted to the sensation of my body by lightly rotating my arm, I spoke up first for the sake of progressing the stream.
“Then first, let’s find out what I should do—”
Thwack!
At that moment, I felt a heavy impact on my head.
And my head instantly bent ninety degrees.
“......?”
As I stood frozen in confusion, the bastard who had hit the back of my head casually spat out a line.
“Rookie, are you not paying attention? You’ve gotten sloppy, punk. Hurry up and follow me!!”
- Oh, there he is.
- Uggo 2, hi
- Seeing this again, huh
- Uggo 2 bro is still the same!!
- Got smacked right from the start, huh? lololol
The chat window grew noisy as if they had immediately recognized who the person was, but that was outside my interest.
‘Should I kill him?’
Holding the aching back of my head, I had no choice but to think that very seriously first.