Chapter 11- star 4
by lionMS, please pick up the camera. ㅠDon't forget us!Let's see what that is together. +.+
Choi Kang-sik acceded to the demands of the clamoring viewers. He once again hoisted the discarded camera onto his left shoulder.
‘No matter how curious I am, I shouldn’t forget my main job!’ Just a few days ago, MS Cameraman had taken down Any-One in the heart of the city, absorbing MS Han Jo-seop’s viewers and leaping forward. His viewership was once again breaking new records. This time, he was absorbing the viewers of a famous MS… In short, a huge hit! Provided he could return to Seoul safely.
“Ugh… What a stinky breath…”
Choi Kang-sik used his right hand and foot as a lever to pry open the massive monster’s maw. The identity of the sparkling object inside became clear. The young man’s eyes widened.
“That’s a…”
At the tip of a plain steel rod, with no handle or even a pattern, a broad, fan-shaped steel plate was attached. Its form was strikingly similar to…
A shovel.A good shovel. o.O;;;I expected a legendary sacred sword. ㅠ.ㅜNope, go away. It's a shovel. lolDid he eat a miner or something?
‘No way, this is the donation?’ He had expected gold or jewels because it sparkled even from a distance. But its true form was a solid steel shovel. Even upon a second look, it was just an ordinary shovel. Choi Kang-sik, whose expectations had been high, was speechless.
[A certain God is displeased]
‘…Still, it’s an item bestowed by a god, after all.’ It was forbidden to judge by appearance alone! Filled with hope that it couldn’t possibly be ordinary, Choi Kang-sik reached out. He pulled the shovel out of the stinky monster’s mouth…
“Ugh?!”
It was ridiculously heavy. Even he, who could easily lift the camera that looked much heavier than this unknown shovel, had to seriously exert himself to lift it.
‘Was it a dumbbell, not a shovel?’ This thing belonged in a gym.
[A certain God cackles]
[A certain God looks pitifully at the weakling]
‘No, these old folks!’ Choi Kang-sik put a lot of strength into his forearm and grip. He was live-streaming, after all. He couldn’t whine to the viewers that a seemingly ordinary shovel was heavy. This was a man’s pride! Sweat streamed down his back, even though he hadn’t sweated this much fighting the monster. Still, he forced a smile.
“Haha! This isn’t a virtual reality game, so it’s not like killing a monster will yield some amazing item, right? Well then, I’ll go hunt the next Buffalok. The more I take down, the easier it’ll be for the MS members to hunt, too.”
The buffs on the monster would decrease, after all. The Buffalok, which had become absurdly huge with all buffs concentrated on it, slightly shrank.
Crackle!
Boom!
However, the monster’s dominance remained unchanged. The MS and staff were merely driving around the Gimpo Airport landing strip in their vehicles, endlessly waiting for reinforcements to arrive. The Buffalok, plastered with buffs, was that powerful. Flee to Seoul? If the monster chased them to Seoul, where citizens were gathered, even a famous MS would have trouble avoiding punishment. Therefore, they couldn’t run.
“Reinforcements will be late…” Choi Kang-sik pessimistically assessed the situation.
The competitive relationship between MS. The more famous an MS was, the more complex their interests became, and the more rivals they had. To them, Kim So-yoon was an eyesore who had stolen viewers. If their broadcast times overlapped, it was an unavoidable fate. Her rivals would surely wish she would just disappear.
“Munch, munch.”
No matter how many comrades died, the Buffalok grazed leisurely, enjoying its freedom. It believed that giving buffs was enough help. Of course, if it received buffs, it would fight hard.
‘They’re so carefree.’ Seeing them graze without a care in the world made his blood boil. It felt like facing a murderer disguised as a hypocrite. Choi Kang-sik stealthily approached.
‘Cutting off the enemy’s supply is a basic strategy.’ He gently put down the camera and waited for the Buffalok to lower its head. This time, instead of mindlessly slamming it with the door’s edge, he decided to use the shovel bestowed by the gods. The front of the shovel was sharp, good for digging, and above all, its weight was outrageously heavy.
‘It’s so heavy, it’ll be hard to hit it twice in a row…’ Heavier than an airplane door? It truly was an absurd shovel.
Thud!
And its performance was just as absurd. The shovel easily dug into the Buffalok’s thick hide and skull, like it was piercing a sandbag. Straight to the core between its eyes in one hit!
“Moooo…?” The monster made a stupid sound and fell heavily. From a distance, it looked like a small trowel stuck in the forehead of a buffalo.
OMG. MS is digging. lolYep, he's really digging.Is this MS for real? lolololLegendary sacred sword, a crushing defeat. OTL
Choi Kang-sik was also flustered.
‘What is this?’ He had remained silent because it was an assassination, but he had put all his might into that single blow, intending to finish it in one hit. The attempt was a huge success!
‘It went well. It’s good that it went well, but…’ The situation was unfolding too smoothly, leaving him dumbfounded.
[A certain God boasts]
[A hasty certain God scoffs]
[A certain God gives a thumbs up]
[Viewer: 6]
However, he couldn’t show such a foolish appearance on broadcast. He knew well that rambling excuses would only fuel more suspicion. He had to be confident, no matter what.
“Haha! Is this what they call divine providence? I’m quite good at digging.” He had only dug a handful of times in his life. Most of those times were just digging furrows around tents outdoors.
‘Surely no one’s diligent enough to investigate my past, right?’ It wouldn’t really matter if they did. They would only find the ordinary life of one of the many citizens who lost everything to the 5-star monster, Blade, which attacked Seoul.
“Now it’s just repetitive hunting, so I’ll speed things up a bit.” Choi Kang-sik increased his hunting speed as if making a bold promise. There were no variables.
What am I watching right now?I'm starting to feel sorry for the Buffaloks. ;;;I have a shovel at home too... ㅠ
He hung the camera around his neck and held the airplane door like a shield in his left hand. In his right hand, the problematic shovel stood majestically!
Thud!
He split open the heads of the leisurely grazing cattle.
“Mooo?!”
“Moooack!?”
One monster per hit! The Buffaloks, which were merely large buffaloes before receiving buffs, met their end without knowing why. The number of the herd noticeably decreased.
Choi Kang-sik patted his stiff shoulder and spoke into the camera. “If this many die, even the dumbest cattle will start to think. That if they just stand by while buffs are concentrated on one, they’ll all be taken down. Until now, it’s been an easy kill, but it won’t be anymore.”
The size of the Buffalok that had been fiercely chasing MS Kim So-yoon and Han Jo-seop rapidly shrank. Instead, the remaining Buffaloks changed. Their perfectly white fur changed according to the buffs: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet. And black, symbolizing size. If they received two or more buffs, they became multicolored piebald cattle.
‘There are many yellow ones.’ Yellow fur signified increased electrical resistance. This was likely the Buffaloks’ buff distribution to guard against MS Han Jo-seop’s lightning psychic power. Choi Kang-sik grinned.
Thud!
He split the forehead of a Buffalok that had changed from white to yellow. Even with buff enhancements, nothing had changed. Choi Kang-sik briefly put down the shovel and shrugged.
“Seems like I was worrying for nothing.” There was no orange anywhere, which would signify increased physical resistance. This meant they still hadn’t detected him and hadn’t prepared for him. The viewers were also bewildered.
The broadcast next door is hell. I just checked. ^^It's the same live broadcast, the same Gimpo Airport... o.O?What is this discrepancy? ;;;
MS Kim So-yoon, Han Jo-seop, and the staff, chased by the Buffalok herd, were battling for their lives even at this moment. Not to mention the financial damage, there were quite a few casualties. Yet, here, it was incredibly peaceful, like a different world.
Thud!
“Mooooo?!”
Unbeknownst to them, dozens of Buffaloks had been assassinated by one human.
Thump!
The last one, which had been straying from the pack, fell. Choi Kang-sik, with the shovel still embedded in the monster’s forehead, wiped the sweat from his brow. He looked like a young entrepreneur who had moved from the city to farm.
“Digging is quite rewarding.” His figure, silhouetted against the red sunset, was quite cool.
How many did he catch alone? @@A crushing victory in a 2:1 match. lolololMy girlfriend wants me to be like this MS. What should I do? ㅠㅠBreak up.Break up... Jjijjipong! >0<Do this for me. ㅗ^^ㅗ
‘…Viewer reactions are good. Ah! Did they finally arrive?’
In the distance, a dust cloud heralded the arrival of reinforcements. They seemed to have started after a leisurely dinner. Hunters extended their arms from trucks and cars. A spectacular psychic power show unfolded.
Boom!
Crackle!
The numerous psychics who had arrived as reinforcements simultaneously unleashed barrages of various elements, annihilating the Buffalok herd in an instant. If the Buffaloks had concentrated their buffs and raised all resistances as they did initially, they would not have been so futilely wiped out. The hunt ended anticlimactically.
Choi Kang-sik muttered, looking at the setting sun, “With the money gathered this time, I’ll buy a house…”
[A certain God worries]
[A hasty certain God looks for popcorn]
[A certain God’s hands are sweating]
‘Why are they suddenly like this?’ The hunt was entering its final stage. The 1-star monsters resembling buffaloes had lost their numerical advantage, floundered, and fallen until the last one. Now, all that was left was to return to Seoul! The monster corpses and casualties would be recovered by them, and Choi Kang-sik would only have to deal with the increased viewership and reporters. Therefore, he couldn’t understand the gods’ messages.
‘No, surely not…?’
He had experienced something similar just recently.
“Surely not again?”
Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip!
A chilling metallic sound. It happened in an instant.
Bang! Pop! Screech! Crash!
The reinforcement vehicles heading their way were torn into dozens of pieces. Along with the hunters inside them. They vanished into thin air without even a scream.
The culprit?
‘Flying blades…’ Dozens of blades hovered in the sky, then vanished like a mirage. Leaving exactly one behind. Choi Kang-sik remembered a similar sight. No, how could he forget? His sworn enemy.
“Even if I say I’m not ready yet, you won’t wait, will you?”
“……”
The monster, whose hands and feet were like blades, smiled silently. The young man smiled back.
“Thumbelina, who guessed the correct answer? Due to a broadcast accident, you’ll have to pick up your prize directly later.”
[A hasty certain God bids farewell]
[A certain God mourns]
Hey. I’m not dead yet!