Chapter 5: Start

Tiring!

[Your voice begins to approach the heavenly peach]

With the message, pink light suddenly began to scatter.

A dazzling halo of light continuously swirled like fluttering cherry blossoms.

The pink halo that had been pouring down without a care rushed toward me and disappeared as if it had never happened.

And the changed skill window.

[Voice approaching the heavenly peach]★

The voice is given a peach scent.

The skill level increases as purchases stack.

[Price: 10 million won]

The price that had been doubling suddenly became 10 million won.

On top of that, the description that said it would make you more beautiful in the skill description had changed, as if it were a beverage additive.

“What’s that star? Huh!”

I covered my mouth without realizing it in surprise.

“Oh, oh. Wow, what is this. This is amazing.”

When a skill reaches level 5, it seems to awaken and a star is added, and my voice seems to have changed significantly as well.

A beautiful voice tickles my ears.

It feels like the voice is emitting a fragrance.

There is a sweetness added to the voice itself.

It is a sweet peach fragrance that is difficult to express in words, but I can smell it in the sound.

Even though it is my voice, I cannot help but exclaim in admiration.

What would happen if the scent of cigarettes were mixed in here?

Tick, tick.

I light the lighter, bring the end of the cigarette to the end, and take a puff, and my mouth fills with bitter smoke.

“Whew- There is no particular scent of cigarettes mixed in.”

It was a fragrance that I could not express in words, not a smell but a feeling.

Even the sound of exhaling smoke felt beautiful, and I never got tired of it.

I smoked without thinking, and before I knew it, the filter had burned, so strong smoke rose up.

I extinguished the cigarette that had completely burned out, went up to my house, and sank into my computer chair.

“Let’s see, how much money I have left… Status window!”

Ring!

“Kya, Tiring is coming.”

The sound of Tiring seems to bring peace to my mind.

[Remaining amount: 450,000 won]

“I’m screwed.”

The aftermath of selling my future and choosing the drug called Skill came quickly.

It was because I was intoxicated by the voice that changed in real time with only two weeks left until I had to pay my next studio rent.

A list of utility bills that I had to pay next month flashed through my head.

Monthly rent, electricity bill, gas bill, internet bill, cell phone bill.

Money was draining even when I just breathed.

Even if I did a rough mental calculation in my head, 450,000 won was nowhere near enough.

Excluding utility bills, I couldn’t even afford food, so I sighed.

I thought I should do what I wanted to do first, and if it didn’t work out, I would have to do odd jobs or drive for a taxi.

I turned on my computer, moved my mouse, and searched for things I could do with my voice.

“There are voice actors, for example. Bookcasters who read books? There are all kinds of strange things.”

The more I search, the more I feel like I’m going into the dark.

“f*ck, this isn’t prostitution, what is game trading?”

When I looked it up, game trading was usually a system where women would receive money from men who were playing games alone and play games together.

When I searched and found honest reviews, most of the men who applied for game trading seemed to be frustrated because the duo women were so bad.

On the other hand, the women who were doing game trading were trembling, saying that some men were perverts who made dirty jokes.

“Even if we’re on the verge of bankruptcy, is this right?”

No matter how much I thought about it, this didn’t seem right.

There are so many shitty things in the world.

“Ha. This is really the final end.”

It was a situation where I couldn’t help but sigh.

If I summarized what I searched and decided what to do next, there were two major things.

No, if you include game trading and all that crap, there are three things in total.

Plan B is to just run around with your body like you’ve been doing so far.

It is difficult to show one’s face in this countertop where it is impossible to tell if it is a man or a woman.

“Is it from Plan A?”

As I erased the letters on the notepad I had written down, one by one, the last one remained.

Triplenet.

With the world’s largest logistics company with a market cap of over 9,200 trillion as its parent company, it is a monster platform that landed in Korea from abroad and destroyed all the existing personal broadcasting platforms.

If a country is a raft, Triplenet’s parent company is an aircraft carrier.

It is a crazy global integrated logistics company that seems to be very wrong.

Since it has a company that seems to transcend countries as its parent company, it must have pushed out many platforms like a bulldozer.

Triplenet is a platform that I would look for whenever I was bored, and it is also the place I chose as my first starting point.

In order to start properly, I had to create a new account.

“What should I use as my nickname?”

It is a lifelong worry that is more difficult than writing a resume.

It is a worry that all gamers who like games can agree on.

Making a nickname.

“A funny one? Or a pretty nickname?”

As I continued to ponder, Par, who had brought me to this situation, came to mind.

I thought that my real name would be better if I could help Par and build my recognition as well.

“Let’s go! This is my first time!”

I logged in with my newly created ID and pressed Start Broadcasting without hesitation.

Even if I started right away, there would be no viewers who would come to the Durahanbang, which is just starting out and not even a Hako.

The Durahan meme started with a headless monster in mythology.

They broadcast without showing their faces or only revealing parts of their bodies except their faces, and I joined them.

“I guess the broadcasting will be a little aggro.”

<The hot topic of the first day of broadcasting, the new host, a monster>

“Hmm – – -_.”

After roughly deciding on the broadcasting title and starting the broadcasting, I realized that the microphone was not very good.

Since I used to be a hardcore gamer in the past, I didn’t use headsets that hurt my ears if I used them for a long time because of the long playtime, and I used in-ear earphones that were good for immersion.

I rummaged through the drawers just in case, and I did find a microphone.

A trash stand microphone that I bought at a flea market for 3,000 won.

Even that looked even worse because it had been left unattended for so long.

Thinking back, I remember buying one because I needed it for voice orders when I was playing Boss Raid.

“Hoo-hoo-ugh, dust.”

I roughly brushed off the dust that had accumulated on the microphone and connected it to the computer.

“Ah, mic test.”

When I went into the mic test function in the options and tried talking, I could hear my voice in my ears.

Fortunately, it wasn’t broken, so it was picked up, but there was a lot of noise.

“As long as I could hear it, that’s fine.”

While the viewers were waiting, I went into the options and played around with the sponsorship function and broadcast-related options, and before I knew it, 20 minutes had passed.

Viewers: 0

“Is this Hako’s sadness?”

There were no more options to play, so I just waited blankly for someone to come, but no matter how long I waited, not a single person showed up.

“Hmm.”

What should I show them if the viewers came?

First of all, it doesn’t seem to be an RPG.

I wonder how many viewers would enjoy watching someone leveling up and farming alone.

RPG games are played when the broadcast is on track and has popularity, or for the sake of talking and playing the game, but Hako should never be played.

Even among broadcasters who play such games as their main, there are almost no cases of them showing themselves leveling up and farming all day long.

Most of them promote item enhancement or the PvP system.

“Is there any game that can draw aggro?..”

As an omnivorous gamer, I’ve tried many different things, but no game came to mind right away.

I thought about it, but there was nothing that really caught my eye, so I launched Panic Field, which is gaining popularity.

Panic Field is a battle royale genre FPS game that has been pouring out recently.

It’s a game where you farm cold weapons and firearms scattered across the field, cast “Kill Now” on each other, and choose the last one standing.

When I launched the game, a magnificent background sound played and a character standing on a battlefield appeared.

Before starting the game, I went into the options and saw that the graphic options had increased significantly compared to before.

Since computer specifications had been standardized while I wasn’t playing, many graphic options had been added.

“What’s with the ultra specs? I can do well on medium settings.”

Gun games aren’t a genre that I particularly like, and I’m not good at them, so I pressed the start button with the mindset that I’d die quickly.

Click.

The game started inside a noisy airplane with the sound of a mouse.

The departure point of the airplane is random.

It could be 6 o’clock, or it could be 3 o’clock.

Starting from the end, you take a plane that goes straight through to the other side, and the 100 players on board free fall to a desired point and scatter throughout the map.

In particular, the center of the map is where the most people gather, so only those who are confident in their skills jump off.

I thought I wouldn’t be able to avoid a brutal death if I went to the center, so I jumped off toward the outskirts.

“Oh, it’s been a while since I’ve done this, so I’m not getting the hang of it.”

As I wandered around the outskirts where there were no people, picking up various weapons, a message came to mind.

<The map will be sprayed with poison gas in 1 minute>

It’s a gimmick to prevent people like me from hiding in the outskirts.

By spraying poison gas from the outskirts, you’ll eventually meet all the players in the center, and then decide who will be the last one standing.

“I’ll just raid that area and go to the safe zone.”

It was the moment I entered the building to do my last farming before going to the safe zone.

Taang!

“Whoa! Ouch! That’s a surprise.”

It seems that there was a player who was hiding until the end in the building I went into to farm.

I went in with the mindset of shopping without any tension and this is what I ended up in.

<I’ll do better next time I rank 63rd!>

“Haa.”

I was just excited about shopping but I died without even firing a single bullet, so I lost all my strength.

As I blankly stared at the gray screen, I realized that I was broadcasting.

I pulled down the game screen and looked up the broadcast screen just in case, and there was a viewer.

[Not attending]: What’s the host doing?

[Not attending]: Aren’t you looking at the chat window??[Not attending]: You’re shopping alone lol[Not attending]: It looks like we’re playing the game together like on broadcast

[Not attending]: That’s why you little shits

[Not attending]: Wow, what’s that voice?

[Not attending]: Oh my, the host groaned so loud

[Not attending]: Snow!! I love you!!

“What the heck, what the hell is this kid?”