Chapter 115: Pulling Items from a 400-Pyeong Warehouse into My Own Subspace
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 115: Pulling Items from a 400-Pyeong Warehouse into My Own Subspace
Lee Yu-ri was an interesting person.
"I'm pretty lucky, right?"
You see all kinds of people in a zombie apocalypse.
Cat moms with their heads in the clouds.
Soldiers burning with their own sense of justice.
Living with their own beliefs, perhaps those traits became amplified and stood out even more in a world like this.
A world where ordinary people couldn't survive.
And a world where you could survive with your own Mode, even without hunting zombies.
[Pro Streamer (5★)]
- A streamer broadcasts under any circumstances. They bring fun and hope to viewers and receive pure donations.
- Donations can be received while broadcasting in any form. Various types of donations are possible.
- Your appearance on broadcast is enhanced.
- Consumes 2 Mana to increase Charm by ★ for the duration of the broadcast.
It was a truly unremarkable skill.
Objectively speaking, it felt similar to the Level 8 skill Jeon Ye-sol had.
The skill itself was novel and decent.
One might think that if a streamer had a skill like this, they could make good use of their specialty in a zombie apocalypse.
But ideal and reality were different.
Even if you start a stream, there has to be someone watching for you to make money.
Lee Yu-ri herself must have run into some kind of trouble, which is why she ended up here after scraping by on donations.
It didn't seem like she had bought a 200-Coin membership just for fun because she had Coins to burn.
Though, to be fair, her behavior and way of speaking made her look exactly like the type of woman who would do just that.
From my 100,000 hours of experience in the zombie apocalypse, I knew that people rarely acted without a reason in this world.
I called Lee Yu-ri aside.
I took her to the grocery store next door and scanned her up and down.
Short dolphin shorts.
A midriff-baring tank top.
A thin cardigan.
Her outfit, complete with sunglasses, wasn't exactly suitable for roaming around in a zombie apocalypse, but as a streamer, she passed with flying colors.
"Why did you get the Level 3 Membership?"
Lee Yu-ri answered my interview-like question.
"I needed to stream, but the electricity at my place got cut off. But then I heard a Level 3 Paradise Membership provides housing? So I got it."
"...?"
I tilted my head, looking at Lee Yu-ri as she spoke so casually.
Did I hear that right?
"You could've just gotten Level 2 and connected the electricity, couldn't you?"
"Ah!"
Lee Yu-ri furrowed her brow.
"I might look like this, but I'm not stupid, you know?"
"Really? I thought you were."
"I did think about that. But I ordered food once, and they wouldn't deliver all the way up to the 23rd floor. Carrying it up that day, I thought, 'Ah, I can't make a living streaming here.'"
Hearing her speak so innocently made me chuckle.
Right. There had to be people like this too.
When people think of a zombie apocalypse, they usually picture gloomy, dead-serious bastards obsessed only with survival. But a community also needed someone who lived cheerfully with their brain turned off.
That was the only way to keep the base bright.
I made Lee Yu-ri an offer.
"You said you wanted to live in Trimage, right?"
"Yes. How much is it? I can stream hard and get donations. I've made up my mind, you know. I'm even planning to do a stripping stream, pretending to expose myself by 'accident.'"
"That's a great mindset."
It was exactly what I was going to make her do anyway.
I liked that she was already prepared on her own.
"I'll accept you as a Resident. Do you want to live here and just stream?"
"A Resident? Isn't that Level 4 Membership? I heard only the chosen ones can do that?"
"You were just chosen."
"...Who are you anyway, Oppa?"
"Me? The owner of this place."
The more I looked at her, the more fascinating she was.
Of course, she might not know.
Nothing about the Owner of Paradise had been revealed to the public or on the galleries.
People who frequented Paradise just assumed I was the owner because I acted like a total asshole and did whatever the hell I wanted. But to Lee Yu-ri, who had just arrived today, seeing some average-looking punk bossing people around probably just made her think I was someone with a decent amount of authority.
"Eh? Seriously? I'll do it, then! Residents don't have to pay points, right?"
"Yeah."
I registered Lee Yu-ri as a Resident.
"So do I go straight to Trimage? Really? Can I move into any floor I want? But walking up to a super high floor is so exhausting."
"The elevators and everything work."
"Oh my god, amazing."
"Follow me."
There had been a brief commotion over this first-time visitor, but Lee Yu-ri quickly became one of our own and rejoined the meeting.
And as a Resident, no less.
I paired Lee Yu-ri, who was thrilled at the thought of having her own home, with Kim Ji-hee, telling Ji-hee to show her around once we were finished.
Since all the announcements had been made, I had nothing left to say, so we adjourned.
"Follow me."
"Okay! Wow, you're really pretty. By the way, were you a celebrity? I used to be an idol back in the day. Does that make me your senior?"
"..."
To put it nicely, she was a mood maker; to put it bluntly, she was a dimwitted airhead with a screw loose.
Regardless, the reason I accepted Lee Yu-ri as a Resident the moment I saw her was because of her skill.
Pro Streamer.
It wasn't the appearance enhancement or anything like that during broadcasts that appealed to me.
Donations.
The donation feature in her skill was what caught my attention.
"You can donate Coins and various items too?"
At first glance, this might seem pretty useless.
After all, donations weren't about forcibly taking someone's Coins or items. It required the viewers to actually want to give them out of the goodness of their hearts, expecting nothing in return. Because of these strict conditions, it was hard to receive a lot.
Besides, I had already established a way to gather Coins through the Paradise Membership system.
There was no need for me to play the clown on a stream just to squeeze out a few more Coins.
Even so, this feature was incredible because it was a technology capable of teleportation that defied physical laws.
"Holy shit. This skill is broken."
I didn't care about Coin donations.
Of course, I could utilize that too if I wanted, but where streaming donations would truly shine was the moment my warehouse and I were connected.
In other words, a route would be established where I could have Kim Ji-hee pull items from the warehouse for me to use anytime, even when I was outside.
I'd have to test it to be sure.
Whether the item would actually go ta-da! and appear before me when donated.
Or if there would be a slight delay.
Or if there were limits on size or weight.
I'd test it, and if it worked, great; if not, whatever.
I could register up to 2,000 Residents anyway.
If I tried it and it seemed lousy, I could just use her for a bit and then remove her from the Resident list.
"This is exciting."
To run the experiment, I needed a new Paradise system.
It was something I had been briefly planning, and now that Lee Yu-ri was here and seemed quite useful, I figured it was time to build it.
Dubbed "Paradise Streamer."
Paradise Membership members, exhausted by zombies and survival, would be able to rest whenever and wherever they wanted while watching Paradise broadcasts on screens floating in the air.
And those registered as Paradise Streamers could broadcast whatever they wanted at any time and receive donations.
Of course, Lee Yu-ri would be the only one receiving actual, physical donations.
For other streamers, it would go: Donor -> Paradise Membership System -> Streamer.
They would probably only be able to receive Coins as donations that way.
And I'd take a small cut of the transaction fee in the process.
Whatever the case, having more entertainment was a good thing.
Especially a stream by a pretty, sexy woman—it was great entertainment for killing time without thinking.
On top of that, since there were no restrictions like on pre-apocalypse platforms, they could freely do any kind of broadcast.
Whether it was a stripping stream or a provocative broadcast involving sex.
If they became famous for whatever reason, people would even sign up for the Paradise Membership just to watch the streams.
And various people would flock to my Safe Base just to become streamers.
That was my killing-two-birds-with-one-stone side benefit from seeing Lee Yu-ri's Mode.
Designing and building the system didn't take long.
By the time Kim Ji-hee returned to the mansion around evening, the system had been implemented, and broadcasting was now possible.
"Oppa, are you making something fun again?"
Seeing me suddenly register Lee Yu-ri as a Resident, busily issue various orders, and then hole up in the house staring blankly into the air, Kim Ji-hee asked.
She was quick-witted, and having spent so much time with me, she caught on instantly.
I sent Kim Ji-hee to the warehouse.
"I'm going to start a stream, so open it up and head to the warehouse."
Kim Ji-hee headed to the warehouse.
Since streetlights were installed throughout the residential district, it wasn't dark even after night fell.
After confirming Kim Ji-hee had entered the warehouse, I waved my hand in the air.
A chat message popped up on the right side of my vision.
– I can see you!
"Then try sending some food from the warehouse. Anything. As a donation."
– Donation? Donate... is it this button?
"Yeah."
– Whoa! This is so cool. Sent!
I stared into the air for a moment.
After about two minutes.
A single Hetbahn materialized in front of me.
"Wow."
It actually works?
The experiments continued.
From simple food to bulky weapons and armor.
Even guns worked.
The exact time it took for the donated item to arrive was two minutes.
But I knew better by now.
The zombie apocalypse.
It was predictable.
Since a Level 5 skill took two minutes, raising its level would surely shorten that interval.
"I'm lucky."
In a zombie apocalypse, luck is also crucial for survival.
But not only did I have Cheat Mode, it seemed luck was on my side as well.
I was just sitting still, and a woman with a skill like this crawled in on her own, practically serving herself up on a silver platter.