The World of Battle event, combined with a fan meeting, ended with our team’s victory.

Thanks to the dazzling sacrifices of the Evil Gang, who volunteered as martyrs, the situation turned around, and the rest of the team, centered around Mr. Lee, quickly decided the game.

Of course, the biggest factor in our victory was that I took out ShoutOut.

What if ShoutOut had survived longer?

Hmm.

I didn’t even want to think about the variables such a monster could create.

Anyway, I was banned by the game company, and naturally, I had no choice but to exit World of Battle.

A plain, basic screen.

It seemed like it was time to end the broadcast.

When I looked at the chat window for my final comment, the viewers were having a heated debate.

-Explain yourselfㅋㅋ

-This guy really got caught using hacksㅋㅋ He just exited the game so calmly.

-In situations like this, shouldn’t he be resisting hard?

-See ya

-The trolls are having a blast. Are the Helper parrots here again? They shut up after the League of Storm incidentㅋㅋ idiots.

-This time, it’s undeniable.

-Did this guy use cheat programs all along while pretending to have amazing skills? ㅋㅋ You’re done now.

Some trolls reignited the debate about cheating programs.

I looked at those chats and smirked.

Aren’t they tired of this?

Well, given how many streamers were affected by my persona, it meant I had many enemies too.

There were countless pathetic people ready to pounce on any excuse to take me down.

Just as I was about to say something in response to those chats, someone made a donation.

‘ShoutOut99’ has donated 1,000,000 won!

[I want to be your friend! So Awesome Guy!]

-It’s realㄷㄷㄷ

-Wowㅋㅋ Our villain is now world-class.

-A global companyㄷㄷㄷㄷ

-Why does he want to befriend a hacker like this?ㅋㅋㅋ

-I bet this incident won’t be resolved easilyㅇㅇ I’ll make sure of it.

-ㅋㅋ This place is a madhouse.

A whopping 1 million won.

Ignoring the chats tearing me apart, I focused on the donation and bowed my head.

Then, in the best way I could, I expressed my gratitude.

“Of course!”

Sorry.

I haven’t learned much conversational English, so I don’t know many phrases!

Fortunately, my manager, who handles my broadcast, promptly appointed ShoutOut as a moderator.

Thankfully, Twipod’s chat had an automatic translation feature.

-ShoutOut99: I’m going to Korea soon. Will you hang out with me when I get there?

I smiled awkwardly and nodded at that question.

Hey, they were probably just joking.

After getting the moderator status, ShoutOut greeted the Korean viewers lightly and said he would come back later before leaving the room.

Since he was also streaming, he couldn’t stay in my room for long.

Once ShoutOut’s sudden appearance was over, the chat was once again filled with accusations of cheating.

My manager asked me what to do with them, but I had no intention of stopping them.

Controversy always lifted me higher.

It was an inseparable part of my persona.

Moreover, such controversies were a tool to get me more attention.

I summoned the broadcast dashboard and said,

“I remember the IDs of those who accused me of using cheat programs today.”

There was a lot to do after today.

I had to contact ET right after the broadcast, and I also had to have a victory celebration with the viewers who joined me today.

So, I had no time to worry about those trolls.

I promised the viewers about tomorrow and ended the broadcast immediately.

I already confirmed the spark that would ignite the controversy, and by this time tomorrow, the cheating program rumors would spread everywhere, right?

People who love to criticize others would naturally become my marketing agents, and I just had to sit back and wait.

When I ended the broadcast and came out of the capsule, Mr. Lee, who had been waiting for me, greeted me.

“Congratulations on the first place, Chan-sik.”

“Oh, it’s all thanks to you, Mr. Lee. If you weren’t there… I don’t even want to think about it.”

While exchanging compliments with Mr. Lee, the members of the Evil Gang, who also finished the game, came out of the capsules cheering.

“Wowww!”

“We’re first!”

“First plaaaace!”

I couldn’t guarantee we would win first place in this event, but thanks to their selfless sacrifices, we managed to get first place.

I grinned at them.

After calming them down for a moment, I took out a card from my pocket and said,

“Originally, the fan meeting was supposed to end here, but since we got first place today, I’m buying chicken and beer!”

“Woohoo!”

“Hey, what about the students?”

Wait a minute.

There were minors?

No, they all looked like adults.

But there was no need to panic.

“You minors get a separate table and drink soda, rookies.”

“Yay!”

“What about Mr. Lee…”

“Of course, he has to join us, haha!”

“Dad!”

At that moment, Na-young, who had been quietly watching us from the counter, yelled sharply at Mr. Lee.

It seemed like her strong scolding was about to start.

But contrary to my expectation, Na-young smiled brightly and said,

“Chan-sik, please take me with you.”

“Na-young, what about the capsule room?”

“Oh, the manager can handle it. Right?”

Then, the man behind the counter smiled and nodded.

…There was a manager too.

Come to think of it, that’s why Mr. Lee played so much World of Battle.

With that, I left the capsule room with the Evil Gang and Mr. Lee and his daughter, heading to a nearby chicken restaurant.

A pleasant day was coming to an end.

2.

The next day.

ET, the game company that provides <World of Battle>, delivered a direct email to me through ChickenBox.

To summarize the email:

After an urgent review, they found no evidence of any cheating.

As a result, ET issued an apology to me through their official account and website, and as a token of their apology, they gave me cash items worth 500,000 won for <World of Battle>.

In addition, they immediately deposited the 5 million won prize from yesterday’s event.

Thanks to ET’s quick decision, the controversies spreading across the internet, like the ‘ShoutOut Helper theory’ and ‘ShoutOut Aimbot theory,’ quickly turned into praises for me.

On the internet, blind hatred often turns into blind praise just as easily.

In the end, this controversy also quickly concluded with the phrase, “ShoutOut did what ShoutOut does.”

While the Evil Gang and trolls were engaged in a keyboard battle online, I was having a cup of coffee with Na-young at a café in front of my house.

“You drank quite well yesterday, didn’t you?”

“Hehe, I inherited my dad’s drinking capacity, so I can hold my liquor pretty well.”

Starting with chicken and beer last night, we moved on to a second round with some viewers.

Even I, who thought I could drink quite well, still had a hangover.

But Na-young, who had kept up with me till the end, looked perfectly fine.

“By the way, why did you ask to meet this morning…?”

For reference, I wasn’t the one who made this appointment.

Before we parted ways yesterday, Na-young asked if I was free this morning.

Would I have dared to make a move on Na-young after seeing Mr. Lee’s build?

Why did Na-young want to meet so early in the morning?

Hmm.

Na-young took a sip of her coffee and looked at me with a smile.

She really was beautiful.

“I wanted to ask you something about broadcasting.”

“Oh, broadcasting?”

“Yes.”

Broadcasting, huh.

As soon as I heard her words, I thought for a moment and then nodded.

“That’s difficult.”

Na-young’s eyes widened.

“I haven’t even said anything yet…”

“You’re thinking of broadcasting, right?”

“Hmm, I’m considering it positively.”

“That’s why it’s a no.”

When I spoke firmly, Na-young slightly furrowed her brows and looked at me.

“Why not?”

“First of all, your character overlaps with mine.”

“Pardon?”

“Moreover, because you’re pretty, the Evil Gang will definitely flock to your broadcast.”

When I mentioned her being pretty, Na-young smiled subtly.

She didn’t seem to mind.

But it seemed like she really was thinking about broadcasting…

I quickly ran through the scenario in my head.

Currently, Na-young had quite a bit of recognition within Twipod.

During the League of Storm that we played together, she left a strong impression on the viewers with her fiery temper.

The rough language Na-young used back then still popped up through voice donations.

Whenever I checked Triget, there were often posts like ‘When is Na-young coming?’, ‘Holding my breath until the beautiful Na-young shows upㅋㅋ’.

In short, it was highly likely she would attract attention right from the start of her broadcast.

“I have to start job hunting next year, but I want to try everything I want to do at least until the end of this year. Watching your broadcasts often made me want to broadcast like you.”

To be honest, hearing her say she dreamed of becoming a streamer from watching my broadcast…

was terrifying.

My broadcast was not something I would recommend to anyone; it was harmful and unwholesome.

But seeing Na-young’s earnest eyes, she seemed to mean it.

Moreover, the fact that she came to see me separately showed she was full of enthusiasm.

“The truth is, more people fail than succeed when they start broadcasting. In my case, Dong-su helped me, and I was lucky.”

There was a reason why I was laying this groundwork.

Honestly, I often wondered what it would be like if Na-young started broadcasting.

One of the things I most wanted to do when I became a streamer was to create my own crew, like Dong-su.

I wanted to create a crew with like-minded people like Yoo-seon and Sae-rin around Dong-su.

A crew.

A sort of cooperative group formed by several streamers.

Unlike MCNs like ChickenBox, it’s a group formed to help each other out by like-minded people.

Looking at my future as a streamer, having a crew to create content together would be beneficial.

I couldn’t rely on Dong-su forever.

Moreover, my persona itself was that of a villain that harmed other streamers.

But.

If there were a group of streamers gathered for villains, the situation would change.

I smiled and looked at Na-young.

And in an excited voice, I asked.

“Na-young, have you ever heard of Suicide Squad?”

“Suicide Squad?”

Originally, I planned to create content with Jin-hyuk, but because his audience pool and mine were polar opposites, I had to give up on it.

A project called Suicide Squad.

Inspired by the movie of the same name, it was a future venture I had planned.

The truth is, when I collaborate with other streamers, I can’t curse as freely as I usually do.

But if it were a crew of like-minded villains?

It might create a synergy greater than I imagined.

Especially considering the viewers’ reaction when I played with Na-young last time…

I could smell it.

The smell of a hit.

I maintained my composure and looked at Na-young, who nodded brightly in response.

I then delivered the decisive blow.

“Why don’t we do a joint broadcast today?”

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