I Was Just Breeding? #Why #Don't You Like Me? (4)
Everything I was doing right now was a blatant disregard for human dignity. This was… no different from a biological factory. Breeding. More breeding. And then breeding again. Endless breeding until I pulled a good Pong. Not only was this game obsessed with nothing but breeding… it was downright cruel.
Lower-tier creatures… in other words, WindPongs that didn’t inherit good traits were treated like trash. Discard them. Slaughter them. Keep them. I seriously wondered if these players were even human. They treated the creatures like objects, yet the moment I did the same, the viewers suddenly started treating me like a human being. It was clever. And deeply unsettling.
I’d expected it from the viewers. Viewers will be viewers. But… I never thought she would be like this too.
“Humans are evil beings… Did you only just realize that? No… you people… then admit it. Pongs are objects. Sign the contract!!”
What I couldn’t understand was… when they said things like this, it was cruel. Pitiful. They were doing it themselves. Their own breeding was supposedly kind, but when I treated the creatures like objects, suddenly it was wrong? What awful people.
“Haa… guys. You’re currently breeding and erasing the Pongs’ personalities, aren’t you? That’s not bad, but when I treat them like objects, it’s bad? Seriously!!”
“…”
FemalePongDenseJuiceBreedingPress? First of all, that sounded like a bad thing. This… this… let me break it down one by one.
“FemalePong… so Pongs that look like women, right? Dense juice extraction? What’s that? Breeding press go? What’s a breeding press? Is this what humans are? First, what does ‘dense’ mean?”
I looked up the word. Dense. Thick and packed. Ugh… I was already getting dizzy. So dense juice extraction.
“Pongs that have their milk squeezed out thick and packed… that’s FemalePongDenseJuice, right? Am I correct? Everyone agrees?”
“I’m not done yet. What’s a breeding press? Breeding press… no, the arched position? What’s that? During reproduction, the arched position… sir. Bending a woman’s waist and legs upward toward the man’s upper body and…”
Since I couldn’t understand it from text alone, I searched for images… These people were seriously insane. So right now, the Penguin King was doing the DenseJuiceBreedingPress on MihoPong… That bed was definitely going to break and crush her to death.
“Sir. Please explain what this actually means. So you’re saying to look at MihoPong and tell her to do dense, packed milk-squeezing while doing the arched-position act, go go… right?”
I found the person who wrote that chat. No… Jjang-i… You were an angel who’d been subscribed for four months, chatted 999+ times, and always left pretty messages. Ah… You’ve been possessed by a demon. I have to save you. You didn’t type that because you wanted to. It’s because a demon held a knife to your throat and threatened you.
“Ah! I got it. Angel… you’ve done nothing wrong. There’s a demon here. There’s a demon in our stream right now… and right now there’s a knife at the angel’s throat. You’re not the kind of person who would tell MihoPong to do dense, packed milk-squeezing and arched-position acts with the Penguin King. I’ll save you, Angel!! Come back to us!!”
My face was burning. Jjang-a, your face should be burning too. You should be embarrassed. Is it okay to type chats like that so casually? Your face should be bright red as you reflect. Demon brat, have you ever felt this kind of humiliation before? Now that you’ve felt it, you won’t be able to threaten people like that anymore, right?
“Angel… I saved you!! The demon won’t do it anymore!! Try chatting now!! You’ll only type pretty messages from now on!!”
No matter how much anything goes in chat, this was going too far. What would Moddeok think if she saw this? Moddeok would be the first one to get taken out in an apocalypse world. You just hurt her. What would Merona think if she saw you people?! Everyone, reflect!!
“Demon brats… hurry up and apologize to the angel viewer and Merona!!”
“Yes. Don’t worry, Merona. I’ll protect you!!”
Don’t worry. I’ll definitely protect you. I’ll keep reminding everyone and make sure Moddeok never ends up in an apocalypse or the medieval era. Trust only Jjangham. Doesn’t that sound reliable? Cool, right? Ehehe.
“Heehee.”
A laugh kept bubbling up. Not only had I grown, I’d become someone reliable too. How cool was I? I wasn’t a kid anymore. I’d become someone who could protect others. I could protect both Merong and the viewers now. I had to report this to Dad. If I told Mom, she’d overanalyze it. Plus she wouldn’t believe me. But Dad would just listen. I had to brag about it later. ‘Seon-a rescued an angel who fell under a demon’s curse!! And she saved her teammate Merona too!! Isn’t that awesome?’
Ehehe. I was already excited.
“Hehehehe.”
I really never dreamed I would grow like this. Even I didn’t know. I’ve grown now. I’m not the old Seon-a anymore. Just trust me. I’ll protect everyone!!
“So… what was I doing again?”
How did I end up here? Uh… ah!! Right.
“I’ll start breeding again!!”
I’d been trying to pull a top-tier fully-optioned sports car and somehow ended up here. I started breeding again, but the chat felt noticeably different from before.
“No… guys, what are you doing?”
What was this? What were these people doing right now? Every time I put two WindPongs into the breeding machine, these kinds of chats kept flooding in. This was just a brief commotion, right? I believed that.
I went at it like crazy and finally pulled a fully-optioned WindPong. The weird chats disappeared after I got it. Now I was riding the WindPong and zooming around happily. It really felt amazing. So this was what a sports car was like. I spammed skills while riding, roaming the entire map and wasting time looking at new Pongs.
“That was fun.”
The moment I said it was fun, a donation came in. No, I really did have fun. Pal? I wasn’t going to catch one. Pals belonged to nature. They weren’t mine. I’d already done enough.
“No, I really had fun!! I’ll do it later. I’ll do it later with other people!! It’s hard doing it alone.”
Doing it alone was tough because I kept making mistakes with material gathering. It was really hard. If I tried to do everything solo, half the time was just spent gathering materials. Mining rocks, chopping wood… and while crafting, I’d need more rocks and wood again. During that process I stayed silent… the chat went dead… so I decided to find people to do it with later.
No. No way! I had no intention of doing it with the Jjang-girl crew members right now. On the contrary, I should avoid it. The curse of knowledge. The most terrifying curse. As I kept streaming, I couldn’t help but notice viewer count, chat atmosphere, and everything else. In the past, I used to collab with Maru, Moddeok, and Raming without thinking. But the more I streamed and the more knowledge I gained… the more I realized how important matching levels was. To make things more fun, the levels had to match. No matter how much consideration was given, it wasn’t real consideration. It just became uncomfortable. Even the same collab felt more confident and comfortable when done with similar-level people. I really wanted to have fun collabs with Maru, Moddeok, and Raming too. To do that, I had to grow quickly. To make it truly enjoyable, I had to rise up fast. Until then, I was going to avoid four-person collabs. I’d endure and then… later, bam… ehehe. That would be so much fun. Just like the marshmallow story — if you endure, you get to eat two. Wait for it. Seon-a will grow fast!! Just trust me. I’ll definitely get there!!
“Anyway, I had fun. I’ll definitely do it again later!!”
I closed the game and switched to low-chat mode for the first time in a while. There wasn’t much to low-chat. As usual, I talked about Maru, Moddeok, Raming, and Maem’s recent news, read viewer chats, told some stories, and then ended the stream.
The next day, I tried a trending game. It was just a game where you go up into the sky… I played it for three days but couldn’t clear it and gave up. The mission reward alone was over 700,000 won… but I quit. It was impossible. Anyway, today was the day to play Liar-something. Me, Moddeok, Maem, and Papachoi. We decided to play together as a group of four.