Former Hero Streamer – Chapter 46

Chapter 15: The Food of God’s

“Chill out! This is the host’s trap!”

“Everyone, Dome Hwangcha!”

“I answered the question, and now I’m getting banned? Is this how it works? My balls are shaking too muchㅠㅠ”

“Is this… Light Hero-style dictatorship?”

As one person got banned, the chatroom started to buzz.

Seeing them tremble like a little chick, I realized for the first time how cute people could look just from simple text.

Well, it’s an uncomfortable truth that these cute texts are typed by a bunch of dark-haired guys, but that’s a problem we don’t really need to care about.

“Mission accomplished by Chili Kongka! 105,000 won deposited!


– I never thought I’d take down over 100 monsters, Senseiㅠㅠ”

“Burning 100k on one mission?”

“Making money is just so easy, isn’t it?”

“Catching 100 little lords is a decent daily wage.”

“Cost-performance is top-notch.”

‘More than 100,000 won…’

Completing missions brings an immense sense of achievement to the streamer.

It means I’ve reached a skill level capable of completing game-related missions.

With pride swelling to the brim, my nose felt like it could pierce the sky.

Besides, even though money isn’t a pressing issue, unexpected cash is always welcome.

After tidying up the battlefield, I headed into the public room to sever the life line of the 30,000 stat red collar.

Scrolling down the list, I spotted a room called “Niami.”

Clicking it brought up a password prompt.

“What was the password again?”

“If you tell me, you’ll just get banned, you jerk.”

“Hey, Friede, do you think we’re pushovers?”

“No way! Not a chance! Ugh! Ugh!!!”

The chat went into a frenzy.

“Just kidding, I know the password. It’s 6974.”

“Y-you jerk… Why ask if you already know?”

“6974 coming from big sis… That’s just too precious.”

“For real, that’s gonna be my alarm from now on.”

“Morning wood gonna be intense.”

“Shh! Don’t touch the host!”

Ignoring the text barrage, I entered the password, and the familiar ID came into view.

The map was the same as the previous round, “Touhun.” Since it activated without downloading, it seemed that the prankster wasn’t anyone too problematic.

For instance, not a scam map or anything.

yaSergei: You finally showed up, you punk ^^

A greeting that was a bit too enthusiastic from this guy.

yaSergei: Bringing out the cards.

yaSergei: I was once called the Legend of Autumn.

yaSergei: Say I’m dead already.

He chose the Last Toss race.

A local PC bang league champion and the autumn legend… Quite a flamboyant title, isn’t it?

In that case, I guess I should change my race too.

I chose Bug.

We essentially swapped races.

Friede777: Let’s go!

yaSergei: Look at that punk switching races.

yaSergei: If I hadn’t been pushed early, you’d be a 10-minute cut, you piece of trash.

Friede777: ^^

Friede777: Your next stop is 100 little lords’ deaths.

yaSergei: I’ll seriously wreck you. If you lose here, I’ll delete your ID.

Oh ho, that’s a bold statement.

I was kind of surprised myself, but it was obvious how others would react.

“Another cash bang here?”

“This feels like a major headache… Ugh, my head.”

“Déjà vu?”

“Don’t tightrope this time, just go for it, okay?”

“Is a match against a 30,000 stat red collar that valuable?”

“Are you really just going to run away if you lose here?”

“Do you think a 30,000 stat red collar is something to scoff at?”

The game quickly started.

This time, the starting point was at 1 o’clock. Of all things, it’s the yellow one.

A yellow bug.

Truly a meaningful color assignment. It matched the color of a famous pro gamer known for the bug race. Was it an intentional setup?

Well, no need to ponder that cause and effect. Right now… I planned to go all out from the start to match the yellow image.

“I’m aiming to wrap this up quickly if possible.”

“Oh Friede, sis, declaring an early showdown.”

“Showdown Friede, oh dear.”

“Should we even go with 4 drones?”

“I’m already on my sixth drone, of course I can!”

“You don’t seem to have a history with regret, do you?”

Since I changed my race, I planned to play the same way as last time. That’s the only way I can properly teach him a lesson.

Lucky for me, I immediately scouted the opponent’s main base with my early scout.

I was at 11 o’clock, while my opponent was at 7 o’clock.

Same position as last time, in a vertical face-off.

I started out with the 9 drone Lair build just like before.

After all, you’re supposed to flip back the same build that failed against you to erupt the rage gauge.

“Uh? This seems a bit odd?”

While running my zerglings toward the opponent’s main, I noticed something strange via the scout I sent to the back of the natural.

“A cyber core in the gateways?”

Right from the start?

This situation left me tilting my head. If this is the so-called ‘Legend of Autumn’…

If the gateway is late, the entrance width increases, and since there are no tanks, the only barrier to stop my zerglings would have to be the workers.

As my zerglings reached the entrance of his natural, it was quite a pathetic sight to see 6 workers huddled together.

“I was initially going to go for speed, but I’ve changed my mind, everyone. I’ll be upgrading Burrow, Burrow.”

“Are you implying you plan to cause some Burrow troubles?”

“Burrow? Why?”

“Planning to plant it before the natural expansion connects, right? Do you think you have the time for that?”

“Is the host really making a risky move?”

“Ah, don’t say something so disheartening.”

With additional reinforcements, I had a total of 8 zerglings.

Feeling something was off, the opponent began to construct gateways but at a rather late timing.

With only 1 cyber core…

“I’m going to break through here.”

I made the zerglings perform a forced move.

Quickly controlling the zerglings, I targeted the workers blocking the entrance.

It was essentially a reenactment of the previous game’s attempt to breach the toss’s natural.

And then…

“Boom!”

The workers exploded and got knocked back, with 4 zerglings charging into the main.

Friede777: Iraishaimasen~

yaSergei: ???

“Oh wow, he really broke through.”

“That old man couldn’t get through last game, but now he’s the one doing the breaching.”

“A seasoned gamer with both offense and defense skills…”

Friede777: Shall we go? @@

Friede777: Do you want me to head over? @@

yaSergei: Shut it, you jerk.

yaSergei: I’ll wreck you.

“Ugh, what a pity. Not gonna fall for it.”

I didn’t even plan to go, but I thought it might be fun to tease him.

After proceeding with Burrow and upgrading zergling speed, I sent all the workers to mineral gathering.

This is where the battle begins.

While the first four zerglings distracted the worker in the main, the eight additional zerglings gathered together and knocked out the natural’s cyber core.

A stiff zealot swarmed in late, but I didn’t bother to engage and just headed for the main.

Half of the zergling group burrowed on top of the nexus, and the remaining part did so below.

The zealots lost all purpose, fumbling and pacing in confusion.

yaSergei: What the hell?

What do you mean, what the hell?

It’s whack-a-mole.

Since the natural was breached, the reinforcements of zerglings marched into the opponent’s main base unscathed.

Before I knew it, they were burrowing around the nexus. The tide had turned.

“Now, watch. When the zerglings on top get up to hit, the zealots come right? Then I’ll just burrow…”

Raising the zerglings below to hit the nexus.

“When the zealots come, I’ll burrow again and lift the zerglings on top. That’s whack-a-mole.”

The continuously summoned zerglings were popping the workers near the nexus or disrupting the cyber core summon.

A truly effective tactic for frustrating the opponent while crushing the nexus, perfectly designed to break a person’s mental state.

“This is frustrating as hell, wtf?”

“The 30k stat red collar is becoming a slave to whack-a-mole training.”

“Is this… Heroic?”

“These days, the hero trend is refreshing, you know?”

“From the other side, they must really want to scream.”

yaSergei: This…

yaSergei: What the fuck.

yaSergei: Is this something a person should do?

Friede777: Bugs can do it, you know.

Stubbornly gnawing away at the nexus.

Before long, the shields disappeared, and smoke began to rise from his building.

It looked just like an old man shedding tears for a lost era.

yaSergei: Did your parents teach you this way?

yaSergei: How could you talk like this to an adult?

The tremors of his fury seemed palpable through the air.

But what can I do? This very anger fuels the joy swelling in my heart.

This is the fate every gamer must bear, a curse in itself.

yaSergei: I’m fifty this year.

yaSergei: I’m suffocated!

yaSergei: All because of you!

I smiled brightly at the shaking of the 30k stat red collar, replying courteously.

Friede777: You really don’t have to take a break ^^

yaSergei: I’m…

yaSergei: So angry!!!!!!!!!!!!

yaSergei: Come back for a rematch!

yaSergei: Let’s play a 100% skill game!

“We are Dome Hwangcha!!!!!”

“LOL for realㅋㅋㅋㅋ”

“Your reactions are just hilarious.”

“Seung-wang is so hot these days.”

“Old man…”

“Just as expected from Friede. Performance is guaranteed.”

yaSergei: Come in.

yaSergei: I’m not obsessed.

Already sounding obsessed, aren’t you?

Friede777: ^^

Friede777: Just for today…

Friede777: Stay up all night.

In the end, the nexus couldn’t withstand the pressure and blew up.

yaSergei: Idiot!

―yaSergei has left the game.

With the opponent’s GG declaration, the game came to an end.

‘A rematch.’

Already the second time… Unfortunately, there’s no reason to see the loser again.

There’s no need to waste time doing it three times.

For gamers, ‘three’ carries significant meaning in itself.

Well, that old dude with 30k stats will either cool off or delete his ID; it’s his choice.

“Will there be a viewer match?”

“I won’t be doing viewer matches. I’ll stick mostly to public matches.”

Whether it’s viewer matches or laddering, the chance of getting targeted is quite high.

It’s exhausting in so many ways… so public matches seem most suitable.

“Is there no slightly less washed-up dude with around 30k stats?”

[Tsk, old man is totally with the hunting gaze of big sis over there.]

[You’re radiating a vibe of prowling for prey on a dating app, Sensei.]

[For Friede, heh.]

I swam through the public room, searching for the next prey.

* * *

In a dark room, a pair of pink hair trembled with every scene displayed on the monitor.

Currently watching Stella Craft.

Just the name I’ve heard mentioned before, the first E-sport game that elders enjoyed back in the day.

Now, it seems to be referred to as folk games.

Originally, it wouldn’t have caught my interest, but for one simple reason.

[That 30k stat red collar got completely wrecked, right? Bet he’s not standing right now.]

[Hey, winning like this really makes watching worthwhile.]

Among the chat comments, that particular phrase caught my attention.

It perfectly echoed my sentiments, and before I knew it, I was nodding along.

Light Hero Friede… I thought her potential existed only in a virtual reality like Soul Warfare, but it turns out she excels even in this game.

Not just excelling, but doing so in an entertaining manner was the vital point.

If it were her, she could likely make rhythm games or Tetris engaging while streaming.

“Here… if I insert effects and ad-libs like this, would it be more fun?”

Feeling a bit less confident, I snapped back to reality and analyzed Friede’s broadcast.

This was a pre-research step to make a portfolio video for a competition.

To get chosen as an editor through this opportunity, that’s what I needed.

Although it seems tough, I still have to push through.

To make my worth known…

To fill up my almost empty bank account…

Because I… I…

“Hero… gulp!”

A sudden hiccup shook my little frame.

Thus, the competition was slowly approaching day by day.