Chapter 9
Chapter 9
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 9
Chapter Title: Ghost Girl's Mansion (4)
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The viewers' reactions to my summoning magic were concise.
Thick, swear-filled chat!
But that chat represented everyone's opinion.
The opinion of 'How is this possible?'
The chat window surged upward like a cascading waterfall in reverse.
I shrugged nonchalantly.
"Come on, I'm a summoner. How could I use stealth? And can't you see the world's most handsome guy controlling everything right in front of his monitor?"
"It's like asking viewers if it's more realistic for you to get a girlfriend or win the lottery. No matter what I say, you'll just froth at the mouth anyway, so what's the point in answering?"
"Yup~ Not frothing~ I'm gonna solo stream forever like this~ Even the Hunter Association will be like 'Hey, no one's dying, so keep going. Loving the show,' and ask for my autograph~."
I deliberately egged on the viewers' excitement with a laugh.
Of course, I'm a Voodoo Sorcerer-line hunter.
I can't use stealth or anything like that.
'That's why I picked this dungeon on purpose.'
To prevent such suspicions from even arising in the first place!
"And viewers? Stealth doesn't work in this dungeon even if you hide. Does anyone know the Noble Spiders' passive skill? Guess right, and the zombies will do a sexy dance for you."
Most reactions were 'no idea,' but some viewers provided answers.
The well-timed sponsor message handled the explanation.
Most viewers seemed convinced.
How do I know? The nitpicky chats dropped off sharply.
'Hiding in front of Noble Spiders is impossible.'
A gate that proves there's no one inside.
This place, 'Ghost Girl's Mansion.'
Questions like 'How is that possible?' are meaningless.
'Because I chose a gate where that's possible.'
No summoner within summoning range.
It completely shuts down even the stealth hiding suspicion.
Any further doubts will just be baseless rumors now.
With proof delivered, I grinned.
"Thanks for answering instead. Kids, order's in! One sexy dance!"
"Uwok? Uwoowoowoowoo~."
The viewers, freaking out at the dancing zombies, couldn't bring themselves to close the stream and spammed scream-filled chats.
These reactions are pretty good, though.
Maybe make sexy-zombie knife group dance my main content.
My performance was highly effective.
The chat had almost gone quiet.
But I couldn't fully relax.
People believe what they want to believe, after all.
'You never know when the haters might swarm again.'
Endless explanations would just be a bad move.
'Explaining to people who want to doubt is pointless; it'll backfire no matter what.'
Those types think 'This guy's got excuses ready, huh?' even when shown the truth, not 'I was wrong.'
'I expected suspicion from the start.'
It was aggressive marketing accounting for that from the outset.
'I don't want a nice, diligent image.'
This stream had pulled aggro hard right from the beginning.
Sprinkling sugar on a chili-pepper bomb dish just makes it inedible trash.
Pushing a good image now?
That doesn't fit my style.
Faking it would just pile up infamy and stress.
'So, I use both spicy and sweet.'
And the sweet I need right now is just one thing.
'Showmanship and performance no one else can touch.'
A unique position irreplaceable by anything else.
Overwhelming popularity from viewers through that!
A stream where they curse 'So damn spicy,' 'Why eat this crap,' but get addicted and come back for more.
I had to claim that spot going forward.
With gate raid streams in a slump, only I could revive and monopolize this huge pie!
Get a new class, pioneer a new meta in hunter streams.
That's my ultimate goal.
"Mobs all cleared. Shall we move to the boss fight?"
I clenched my fist in secret and got to work.
"What do you think is the highlight of a boss fight, viewers?"
—Slash! El Ayla sliced through the spiderweb.
Before answers could fill the chat, I opened the boss room door and sent the summons inside.
"No need to ask, actually. Yes. A one-on-one duel."
Viewers dropping memes they couldn't hold back.
I lightly ignored them, of course. Gotta filter the nonsense chats.
Thud thud thud...!
Did it sense the intruder who took out its minions?
The boss room's master began descending from the ceiling.
The vibrations from the spider silk were intense.
A shake hinting at the boss's massive size.
I looked at the cam, scanning the dungeon ceiling through the ghosts' vision, and said,
"Raid's main DPS. The strongest, coolest hunter facing off solo against a mighty boss! That's the classic highlight you never tire of, right? A good ol' one-on-one duel."
Even after I laid the groundwork and blatantly hyped 'one-on-one duel vs boss,' the chat reaction was lukewarm.
No surprise.
Ghost Girl's spiderwebs are a pretty low-tier dungeon.
Behold! That 'So what?' reaction!
'Fair enough. Main DPS vs boss duel is a common performance.'
Popular cliché, so overused.
Overused means it feels stale.
Mishandle it, and it's boring as hell.
No wonder viewers weren't hyped.
'But it's exactly the reaction I wanted.'
I smirked inwardly and prepared my rehearsed line.
However, the casual vibe flipped instantly with the incoming sponsors.
Sponsor messages pouring in!
'Baekgwi Dojang and Stella? Aren't those channels with over a million subs?'
All famous active hunters.
These big-name hunters with their own channels couldn't hold back and started sponsoring the mad junior diving into the fire pit.
I was shocked but managed to speak.
"Yes, I know. Physical damage doesn't work on the boss. And since I'm still lowbie trash, I can't summon anything that does magic damage yet."
Now they were straight-up conversing via sponsors.
And a new famous hunter appeared.
'Yeonhui? No way, that Yeonhui?!'
Holy shit, an A-rank hunter!
A quick check of the chat log confirmed it.
'Hit ten million subs last month...!'
She's even on broadcast TV.
Such a mega channel sniffing around already?
'My plan hasn't even started yet?'
This was a bit—no, hugely—unexpected.
Fierce reactions from active hunters? Expected, sure.
But after the stream ended, I thought?
Famous hunters popping up left and right!
Bored viewers exploded in response.
First to their names and arrivals.
Then to the content of their messages.
Yeoto's nickname.
Ah, right. That's me.
Curiosity. Excitement. Skepticism.
Anticipation. Mockery. Fun.
Chat directions varied wildly.
But the mood was lit anyway.
'This is good for me too.'
Viewers' reactions shifted to anticipation.
Thanks to sponsor chats. Cheers, seniors.
Even if it's anticipation for failure, so what?
I glanced at the monitor.
[Live viewers: 20,134.]
[Time remaining: 5 min 31 sec.]
One absolute rule I've learned in this biz.
No matter if it's aggro or whatever hook, once people's interest is grabbed, they dive in whether they like it or not.
'Famous hunters swarming? So what?'
Another glance at the busy chat log.
No separate chats, but I was 100% sure.
Beyond these loudmouths, other hunters were watching my stream silently.
Top-tier ones whose names alone ring bells.
Prestigious monsters lurking quietly behind the chat curtain amid the noisy viewers.
Silently watching.
The industry's comet-like madman.
'Perfect. Just what I wanted.'
I focused on the dungeon view before me.
No more time to mind the audience's business cards.
Senior hunters? Civilian viewers?
Didn't matter.
Whatever emotions they sat in front of their monitors with.
This spider nest would be my home ground from here on out.