Dae-sik’s suspicious club, shortened to Dae-su-mong, was a passionate viewer of Mollu.
He wasn’t one of the founding members who watched her first broadcast but rather a notorious viewer who primarily followed Oh Dae-sik’s streams, as his nickname suggests.
With the joint stream of Mollu and Oh Dae-sik, Dae-su-mong naturally transitioned to watching Mollu’s broadcasts.
Having spent a considerable two years with Oh Dae-sik, this change was inevitable.
A character like Mollu was someone Dae-su-mong had never seen in his long streaming career.
Compared to other female streamers, the moderation in her chat was minimal.
He had an uncanny grasp of internet broadcasting memes, regardless of how underground they might be.
On top of being skilled at games and having a great voice, her mindset seemed somewhat twisted.
She truly emanated an aura of notoriety.
Dae-su-mong had no choice but to be captivated by Mollu…
His affection for her had recently been reaching all-time highs.
He had thought she was only blessed with a good voice, but her outer appearance was equally perfect.
The reason Dae-su-mong fell for Mollu was purely due to her charm, but by now, it was undeniable that her appearance also contributed to deepening his fan feelings.
“It’s a shame that her broadcasts have decreased…”
The days of real-time communication with viewers had passed.
On a positive note, it was actually something to think about positively.
Mollu had become closer to being a semi-celebrity than an ordinary internet streamer.
Just the trivial fact that he had discovered and liked such an extraordinary person first made Dae-su-mong feel good.
Looking back, the reduced broadcasts weren’t that frequent to begin with, so it balanced out.
If he had to point out something inconvenient, it would be that the influx of new viewers had increased excessively.
“I almost couldn’t get in.”
This was the first viewer participation content conducted in Mollu’s streaming history.
Unlike the unofficial participation content known as “sniping,” this was a formally conducted, legal version.
Being selected among a considerable number of 50,000 viewers was an incredible stroke of luck.
“It’s a good thing I raised my tier…”
It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he could participate thanks to the tier limit set by Mollu.
Dae-su-mong praised his past self for having dived into Escape.
Unlike other games, it was a game he had been consistent with since the early days, making it the only game he could confidently showcase his skills.
Thinking about playing the game with Mollu from now on already made him begin to feel nervous.
It was not a nervous excitement but rather a joyful one.
“No matter how much of a gallery judge I am, this is overstepping.”
A newbie who had just started playing the game today.
Was he supposed to capture five survivors, including himself?
Not just newbies like himself but also veteran players?
If he were humiliated by the survivors, it would be fortunate if he didn’t go rage.
“I should take it easy on them.”
Escape was a famous game, but it wasn’t friendly to newbies.
The veterans were so mischievous that newbies couldn’t hold out and fled.
Due to the structural characteristics of the game, the killer inevitably became agitated by the skilled survivors.
Survivors, for their part, faced endless headaches from the veteran killers every day.
It was only natural for newbies who lost interest in the game to leave!
“Since the broadcasts have been less frequent lately, I should take a longer view.”
This was a lucky participation in a stream that had been idle for a while.
Dae-su-mong hoped this time would last longer, and he unconsciously adopted a relaxed attitude.
He thought he shouldn’t try too hard as Mollu might lose interest in the game, so he should take it easy.
“I found you.”
“Huh?”
Puh…
As a result, he became the first person to have his head smashed by Mollu.
“Dae-sik’s suspicious club unites!”
[Dae-su-mong is shaking]
[Dae-su-mong’s records have a heavy veteran odor, but he dies first, lol]
[Disappointed, Dae-su-mong, you’re ‘eliminated’ from our Oh Dae-sik’s notorious group]
[It’s Dae-sik’s broadcast, so being here from the start…]
[Ah, lol, I can’t resist a gallery judge broadcast]
[This is something even Dae-sik would recognize]
Indeed, it was much more fun than common online games.
Since the tier was high, the overall level was high, and he missed several enemies right before his eyes.
Thanks to Dae-sik giving space this time, he was fortunate; if he had spun around like other viewers and acted toxic, the game might have dragged on longer.
While playing, he felt that being the killer in Escape seemed a bit unfair.
It might be fine at a low tier, but facing high tiers made that evident.
If survivors are skilled, the killer becomes a fool, flailing their sword in the air.
“Interesting.”
But that didn’t mean he was going to lose.
Even though his opponents were high-tier, they were not at the absolute top of the game.
Overall, the survivors had not invested in their perks, interpreting that he was at a disadvantage.
Moreover, he was adapting to the game and their movements.
If he could cleverly use the special ability of the killer he had chosen, teleportation, perhaps he could catch them all.
Vvvv—
At that moment, a mechanical sound rang, and a warning sign appeared.
[One gate has already been breached ㄷㄷ]
[So fast, lol, must be because of the tier]
[This means defeat ㄱㄱ]
[No matter how much of a gallery judge, this is tough]
[Even four survivors would have been hard]
[Five is too much;; and they’re all high-tier]
“Moderator, what are you doing!!! I bet on victory!”
[You’re betting on victory?; that’s a low bet level;]
Well, who will be the one laughing in the end?
That was something to figure out by going to the very end.
“Now I’ll get serious.”
[Does that mean you weren’t serious until now?]
[Ah, this is ‘the real deal’]
[They’re pulling the true feelings of the moderator ㄷㄷ]
[Maybe this is something you didn’t expect?]
[The trembling ignominies are truly cringe, lol]
[Yes~ Even Mollu can’t win]
I relaxed my hands and prepared my posture diligently.
When it came to results, it was my defeat.
By a hairsbreadth, I had missed the last survivor right before my eyes.
I had been flustered due to the opponent’s technique midway, causing me to mishandle things.
I really hadn’t expected them to use the friend shield.
Originally, this is how cruel the world of competition is.
Lately, I had begun to back away from this side of the world, so I must have become too weak.
It almost felt like I was acting, as if I had become the killer and played with the mindset that if I didn’t kill these people, I would die, like wearing a bomb collar around my neck.
Maybe then, I could have won.
It seemed that I had become a complacent pig without even realizing it.
The one wearing the bomb collar wasn’t me but the other side.
The strategy of throwing an ally who came to save him as bait and escaping was quite impressive.
[I seriously thought I was going to win; my heart was racing, lol]
[For real, I didn’t expect him to leave the person who saved him]
[Objectively, that judgment was correct, but he left without any hesitation]
[This person really has a knack for making delicious plays]
[Ah,,, my points…]
[Hey, do you want to come to your senses? Hey! Do you want to come to your senses?]
[Anyway, I didn’t bet all in;]
[The secure flavor… this is the real deal]
Speaking to the viewers who fluctuated like gambling addicts, I opened my mouth.
“Um… should we have a winner’s interview?”
The last surviving one was a viewer who used forbidden techniques against me.
I was curious about his playing secrets and thought it was suitable to conclude the broadcast as well.
[Solo interview?]
[One-on-one video call with the moderator… I’m a bit jealous]
[(Angry character emoticon)]
[I’m curious if their original playstyle is like this]
[After watching the moderator’s broadcast, I also want to try Escape]
I received a personal code in whispers and connected the call.
“Hello, can you hear me?”
“Yes, I can hear you clearly.”
“I’m a fan, Mollu. I always watch your broadcasts.”
“Ah, yes, thank you.”
[What? Why is this so normal?]
[His voice is good too;]
[Why is he speaking fluently without stuttering? This person isn’t a troll?]
[? Shouldn’t I expect a stammering troll type of confrontation?]
[No, this isn’t the image I imagined of a Mollu viewer… Did everyone else have a true social life except me?]
[Ah, lol, this is the average Mollu viewer]
While observing the surprisingly benevolent chat, I asked the last survivor a question I was curious about.
“You survived until the end, and I see that you have the highest tier among the survivors. Is there a particular secret to your skill?”
“Well, there’s that saying. It’s not the strong who survive but the survivors who are strong. I always do my best to survive.”
[Does that mean you’re betraying your team? Ah, lol]
[The moderator has gotten better at interviews since he’s been streaming for a while]
[He’s speaking so fluently that it seems like he prepared his answers in advance]
[Wow, look at this shameless person]
A chat expressing the anger of a viewer who had been betrayed while trying to save him rose in the midst of the conversation.
“Thanks to that, I can have this exclusive interview with you, Mollu. How lucky is that? When Mollu picked the participants, I thought, ‘If I win, something could happen.’ I’m glad I worked hard.”
“Uh, I see.”
It was just an interview I did out of boredom, but he gave it such a significant meaning.
[The moderator is flustered, lol]
[This person reeks of a talkative type]
[TMT on]
[Gallery judge is currently getting drained of energy…]
[It’s so funny to see suddenly darkening expressions, lol]
“I’ve been playing Escape since it launched, you know. Back then, everyone was a newbie, and it was really refreshing. But as the game got older, the number of new players decreased, and there were hardly any concurrent players… But while watching Mollu play Escape today—are you listening?”
“Yes, yes. Please go ahead.”
“But, you see…”
I was clearly at home, comfortably broadcasting, yet why did it feel as exhausting as doing a league commentary?
It was an unfathomable situation.
