Chapter 81
CHAPTER 81
Chapter 81
-12-win streak is actually insane LMAOOOOOO
-This is the Heavenly Demon!
-He actually pulled it off lol
-Please become the Cult Leader! Please become the Cult Leader! Please become the Cult Leader!
-Hey, if you’re gonna play this well with that nickname, then seriously take responsibility for the Demonic Cult!!!!
-Today’s stream was legendary too.
“It’s over.”
The clock pointed to 10:10.
Seo Jun stretched and leaned back into his chair.
At that moment, Bangju, who had been watching while waiting, approached him.
“You seriously worked hard today!”
“Thank you. You worked hard too, Bangju.”
“I didn’t do anything except watch. But Seo Jun-nim, you pulled off a 12-win streak! A 12-win streak!”
Bangju raised his voice.
“You didn’t lose even once, not even a single round, right?”
-LOL
-True master
-A lot of people probably rewatched today. I didn’t know he was this good
Bangju and Seo Jun simultaneously glanced at their chat windows before returning their gazes to each other.
Both smiled inwardly.
“There’s an opinion in our chat that if Seo Jun-nim fought a pro player, you could win. Have you ever fought a pro before?”
If he meant in real life, then yes, he had.
“Unfortunately, no.”
“Ah, really? I’d love to see that someday.”
“We might meet eventually.”
“That’s true! These days there are a lot of former pros who became streamers, and even active pros stream while gaming, so there are plenty of chances to run into them!”
Seo Jun nodded.
Being busy was a pretty big issue, but most pros were already familiar with Travel and its culture, so there wasn’t much distance between them.
If you played enough games, you were bound to meet eventually.
“If it happens, I’ll do my best.”
“Oh? By ‘do your best,’ do you mean you’ll make them lose their jobs?”
-LMAOOOOOO “I’ll make you unemployed!”
-If you lose to a streamer, it’s over
-You become equal to the viewers lol
-I seriously wonder what’d happen
-With Heavenly Demon? He’d obviously win
“Alright, enough joking. There were just way too many things to talk about today—the match against Banker, the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, the 12-win streak…”
Bangju started giving his closing remarks.
While glancing at the viewer count.
Seo Jun quietly turned his head and checked Travel.
[Bangju - 140,000 viewers watching]
[Jin Seo Jun - 18,000 viewers watching]
The numbers were astonishing.
It was close to the viewer count of a proper major streamer.
Meaning that practically every Travel viewer interested in PvP was watching this broadcast.
Bangju’s PvP content apparently peaked at around 150,000 viewers.
This was slightly lower than that, but that was only because Seo Jun’s viewers weren’t included in the count.
Including his viewers, it was fair to say they’d reached an all-time peak.
“And on top of that, Seo Jun-nim earned a total of 66,650 reputation points from today’s streak bonus alone. Including the 6,000 points you already had, you’re basically walking around with the equivalent of 14 Bankers right now!”
Bangju raised his voice excitedly.
-Isn’t that terrifying?
-What is this zombie swarm lol
-He’s guaranteed first place. Even if he loses once later, others would still need to beat him 14 times LMAOOOO
“Hohoho. Right now the Orthodox Faction and the Unorthodox Faction are completely trembling. Because the Demonic Cult now has the highest number of Bankers! Sure, Bankers can lose if they fight each other, but Seo Jun’s 14 are absolutely impossible to lose! Thanks to Seo Jun-nim becoming this gigantic variable, things are going to get way more fun from now on.”
Then Bangju offered condolences to Cheonsalseong.
“I hope Cheonsalseong-nim survives somehow. Anyway, that’s it for today’s stream.”
So it was ending.
Watching Bangju raise his fingers toward empty air, Seo Jun also spoke.
“I’ll end mine here too, everyone.”
-The Demonic Cult completely crushed them
-9
-You heading out?
-Bye stream
-Bye stream
“Good work today. Next time, instead of just preparing something like this, I hope we get the chance to properly invite you onto my stream for a big collaboration.”
“If it’ll make for entertaining content, there’s no reason to refuse.”
Though if that time came, he’d probably have to figure out what kind of martial arts to use first.
“Haha. When that day comes, I’ll give you the greatest treatment possible as a fan.”
“A fan?”
“You watch my streams?”
“Of course. Yours was probably the first live stream I watched from beginning to end. I even donated after seeing you last time.”
Bangju streamed frequently.
And he considered himself a commentator and analyst as well.
So he spent plenty of time watching Seo Jun’s broadcasts.
“I remember.”
“Really?”
“Yes. But I don’t think you only started watching then. As you know, the Magic Tower Master raid was a huge event. It wouldn’t have been strange for lots of new viewers to come in.”
“It’s true that I joined then, but I kept watching after that too. Your skill is incredible, and your streams are fun.”
“Thank you.”
Though maybe he shouldn’t go digging through old donation records afterward.
There were so many weird people around him lately that every time he heard something from a viewer, he developed the urge to check what kind of nonsense they’d done.
It was honestly depressing.
“Anyway, today’s collaboration was a massive success. Normally, even for PvP content, breaking 100,000 viewers is difficult. But if it hits 150,000, you can basically say that almost everyone interested watched it. At this rate, you might seriously become a top-tier streamer.”
A top-tier streamer.
Those rare streamers who casually pulled tens of thousands of live viewers or had over a million ArcTube subscribers.
They were practically walking small businesses.
Even if the streaming market had grown enormously, Travel itself was still considered somewhat niche culture, but the popularity and recognition of top-tier streamers exceeded that of most celebrities, so people couldn’t treat them as niche anymore.
Even the old Seo Jun, who had completely cut himself off from capsules, still knew about them to some extent.
“Top-tier streamer? I think I’d be lucky just to become a mid-level streamer.”
“Hoho. I’m not saying it’ll happen immediately, but who knows what the future holds? Besides, aren’t you already one?”
“Huh?”
“You don’t think you can hit 10,000 viewers?”
“My peak viewer count recently was 5,000.”
“But today you almost hit 20,000.”
“That was thanks to you.”
“That’s true, but Seo Jun-nim.”
“Yes?”
“People here are extremely sensitive to skill.”
“...”
“Seriously.”
Bangju wore a serious expression.
“I see.”
“Of course. Anyway, I’ll send you today’s donation share from my stream later.”
“Alright.”
Splitting the donation revenue in half had already been agreed on beforehand.
Ironically, Seo Jun himself had been the one insisting it should be divided equally.
“And don’t be too shocked when you see the amount later. People here seriously go crazy over skilled players.”
Bangju’s words were true.
Not only were today’s stream clips dominating everything, but the reactions were good too.
[After today, I think the debate over the strongest player in the world is basically over lol]
[Streamer Seo Jun literally copied all those old technique-analysis posts he wrote and his skill level instantly skyrocketed =□= Seriously insane]
[The fact that he can comment on sword techniques itself means the skill gap is absurd]
[Seo Jun <-- why the hell is this guy so funny??]
[Battle Analysis: Namgung Family Branch Arc]
There were even serious analysis posts.
[Because of a single figure from the Demonic Cult, the leadership of both the Orthodox and Unorthodox factions are being forced to throw away all the strategies they built up until now and desperately rack their brains! “How can the Demonic Cult possibly produce someone like that?” “What have our experts been doing this whole time!?”]
Even the nicknames looked familiar.
The writing style too.
Seo Jun let out a dry laugh while checking the comments.
-It’s hilarious how everything he said actually came true ==
-Why is this guy called a conspiracy theorist? Everything he said was correct. Isn’t he just a truthful reporter?
-The stuff he writes in the middle of fights is even crazier.
[[Promotion Breaking News] In order to surpass the Heavenly Demon, the Orthodox faction’s Bankers resort to performance-enhancing drugs. “Without medicine, opposing him is impossible.” “The Demonic Cult’s snow ginseng is stronger than the Great Return Pill.”]
-“The Demonic Cult’s snow ginseng” lol
-Not even Korean red ginseng, damn it LMAOOOO
-He writes only facts with absolutely zero fabrication.
[If you win, you’re allowed to talk nonsense]
-Yeah
-Why are you even asking something so obvious?
-The moment you win, your nonsense automatically becomes truth
-And if you don’t like it?
[The Demonic Cult guys are getting way too cocky. You still haven’t won yet lol]
-What do you mean we haven’t won? Your Bankers are getting farmed
-Honestly, if the Heavenly Demon joined the Orthodox faction, I’d kneel and welcome him myself
-Upvote if you’d trade all 14 of your faction’s Bankers for the Heavenly Demon lol
As Seo Jun kept walking, he thought:
“The reaction really is good.”
Eight out of the real-time Top 10 posts were filled with content related to him.
Right now, the community’s momentum was enormous.
“By the way, why did they call me?”
The place he was heading toward was a hall located deep inside the Demonic Cult.
Right after the stream ended, Dalso had summoned him there. Normally, Seo Jun would’ve ignored him, but since both Midumsu and Cheonhajeilgeomgaek had also been called, he leisurely headed toward the hall.
As he approached the door, he heard voices inside.
“I trust the infiltration commander and the inspector-nim. But who wrote those last two comments?”
“No idea. I don’t think they’re from our group.”
“So those two mysterious people just happened to think the same thing as us and spammed dislikes together?”
“I think so.”
“I see. Well, whatever! In the end, we successfully shot them down!”
What exactly were they talking about shooting down?
And why did he suddenly have a bad feeling?
“You people called me over for something this trivial? Do you even know who I am? If you knew my main account, you’d all be shocked.”
“Shut up, Bandit King.”
It was an absolute festival of nonsense.
Maybe he just shouldn’t go in.
Seo Jun opened the door with a stiff expression.
Inside, besides Midumsu, Dalso, and Cheonhajeilgeomgaek—the ones who’d sent him messages—there were several other people gathered as well.
Their common trait was that they had all chosen the Demonic Cult faction.
Dalso, who appeared to be leading the gathering, approached him first.
“So you finally came? I’ve been telling you forever to join us, but you ignored me. Yet when someone else calls, you come immediately. Well, even without you, my plan to make the Demonic Cult victorious wouldn’t have suffered any setbacks.”
Starting with nonsense right away, huh, Dalso?
What “victory for the Demonic Cult”?
Seo Jun watched him with half-lidded eyes, silently telling him to continue.
“Still, I can’t ignore someone like you, so I’ve personally prepared an important role for you. Will you accept it?”
Translated, that meant: Please help us.
That was genuinely what he meant.
“The Demonic Cult can actually win?”
“Of course. But thanks to the reputation points you earned, if you follow our orders, victory will come even easier.”
“Really?”
He’d intended to cooperate anyway.
Just not with these people.
“That’s right. And don’t even think about backing out. About half of the reputation points you earned belong to us.”
“And what exactly is that supposed to mean?”
“You think your 12-win streak just happened naturally?”
“Then?”
“It was all thanks to us moderating all the unfavorable posts against your streak behind the scenes!”
So they’d gathered together and manipulated public opinion.
Ah.
Now he understood why Bandit King had looked so resentful earlier.
They’d probably dragged busy pro players into a gathering just to make them spam dislikes. No wonder he looked miserable.
“We didn’t directly write posts or manipulate things with recommendations. We merely provided a bit of assistance because there was an organized force trying to interfere.”
I see. But isn’t that still manipulation?
It sounded like they were trying to claim it wasn’t manipulation because they themselves participated in it.
Seo Jun silently prayed they hadn’t done anything too weird.
Later, he’d have to ask Midumsu or Cheonhajeilgeomgaek for the full story.
“Anyway, setting that aside… can you actually pull this off?”