Chapter 171
Chapter 171
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Translator: Ryuma
Chapter: 171
Chapter Title: 82. Finger Princess (2)
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In Yeo Sayul's heyday, you might skip videos featuring her, but there was no escaping her ads.
TV, street billboards, subways, news portals, the internet.
Her face was everywhere we looked.
Let's skip her career highlights.
She'd been acting since childhood, scored several mega-hits, and picked up a few international awards, as I recall.
I remember her name because she was especially huge in China.
The timing lines up with my deployment there—her peak, amid all that chaos. Even on channels I couldn't understand, her face kept popping up.
After the war began, celebrities met varied fates.
Some blended into the masses, others latched onto elites and fled to Jeju Island, and some met tragic ends.
Naturally, Yeo Sayul's whereabouts sparked debates on the boards.
The consensus? She'd headed to Jeju.
Three years later, she resurfaced.
With a capsule in tow.
Her capsule verification post drew a flood of comments.
Given the poster's status, big names showed up in the replies.
King even commented.
First time since IAmJesus, I think?
Makes sense—she'd be a trophy worth bragging about.
I'm indifferent to Yeo Sayul the celebrity, but capsules? That's my wheelhouse.
So I replied.
That said, this Yeo Sayul? Serious issue.
Doesn't even know what a capsule is.
Early war, sure, info was scarce. But after? Constant education and PSAs.
Even kids know: report capsules immediately upon discovery.
With the government basically defunct now, fleeing beats reporting anyway.
No one's coming to help even if you do.
Even Reporter's been MIA for a week since commenting "?" on my snowman post.
She who'd religiously drop those on mine? Vanished.
Tells you how bad Incheon's gotten.
Our Finger Princess, though? Blissfully oblivious.
Call it innocent, if you're kind.
m spoke for my feelings.
But those uncles delivered.
Anonymous 1311 posted another photo.
The capsule spot? Cleared.
Someone removed or collected it.
A Failnet user noted.
Sharp eye.
Not the provinces either.
They collapsed hard last fall.
All major anti-monster forces like hunters moved to the capital region ages ago; leftover troops turned warlord.
One answer left.
As speculated early on: Anonymous 1311, Yeo Sayul, is on Jeju Island.
The purest Viva! Apocalypse! user from Jeju has emerged.
When Viva! Apocalypse! launched in Korea, Jeju natives were inevitable.
A few "citrus" users existed—undeniable fact, evidence lingers.
War started, and poof—they vanished.
Theories abounded: comms jammed, Chinese nuke, etc. My take? Government seized their gear.
That Jeju photo via Yang Sang-gil's son? Island's a full war zone now.
Remade so thoroughly the landscape changed. Natives' fate? Obvious.
Homes lost, herded to "evac camps"—concentration camps, really.
Maybe massacres too.
Not active Nazi-style, but the passive Seoul/Incheon kind: neglect and false hope.
Unicorn18's on Jeju, sure—but he's no civilian.
Strong Han-min or Na Hye-in level.
One of Korea's saviors.
Don't lump him with normals.
Folks hype Anonymous 1311's identity; me? Her location intrigues more.
But this girl.
Real pump.
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Before the spotlight, she was one reaction in the noise. Once identified? She bombarded with questions like it was her mission. Finger Princess to Finger Queen.
As seen, her posts? Pure Q&A.
No opinions, no judgments, no personal takes.
Not all bad questions, though.
Her style—so-called Finger Princess antics—ain't welcome here.
Worse: inspires disgust.
Asking others for basics you could Google? Not normal.
Our board's users drool over girls but keep a tight grip on sanity.
Result? Her posts got crickets.
Self-inflicted.
Folks want her current life, her war stories. She spams pointless gripes.
She whined like old times. Shockingly? Silence.
Expected a Failnet troll or two. Nada.
Reporter too. Incheon's rough.
Ignored by all, she PM'd me.
"..."
She can spot 'em.
Replied short and chic, hermit master style.
She explained later: Jeju's internal net, closed loop.
Few users, but comics like Philcrum's and celebs like Yeo Sayul churn content for fun.
News to me.
Jeju had that?
And Philcrum.
Still kicking.
Thought he was gone.
No updates 'cause sats seized, probably.
Philcrum told me before leaving: wants to draw my episode someday.
"..."
Almost killed Philcrum once.
50/50 call.
Slight tilt, his whole clan dead by me.
Good I spared him.
Not just the comic.
Living, using talent to entertain folks like her? Warms the chest.
No hero dreams here.
Fiction stays fiction.
I'll do what I can.
Internet senior wisdom, straight up.
Got "Professor" callsign from Jang Gi-young once—felt overkill, mismatched my vibe.
Lately? Maybe I've got teaching chops.
Turned one Finger Princess human, after all.
Anonymous 1311's tale? No dramatic heroine arc like her roles.
No thrills, no tears. Dull, list-like, reeks of class gaps we can't touch.
She was among the warned elite, like me.
Then long exile.
Gov-hired, filming for Jeju folk with peers, cheering rift-front soldiers and wounded,
face of events galore.
Never starved.
Never froze.
Hot water always, thin blanket sufficed, coffee anytime, food on demand.
Shift? Not environs, popularity.
Fading buzz, Jeju folk eyed others—she drifted to normie status.
Idling in tight quarters, vented to her lifeline.
That's Yeo Sayul's return after three years.
Users probed "fan"—she demurred, can't say.
Powerful patron, likely.
Some guess sexual favors. Who knows.
Her gripe? Lost spotlight.
Finale: pouty selfie.
Still stunning, heart-fluttering.
Actress stays actress.
Fitting epilogue—comments poured.
I skipped commenting.
Weird, since I swapped most PMs with her.
Didn't feel right.
Her complaints? Lost on me.
Not an actor—sounds like full-belly whining.
Saw a "fan"-less celeb's end recently.
Her worried pout? Stark contrast to snow-buried Hwang Dae-seop's face.
Among replies, Unicorn18's burned brightest.
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Time flows, spring nears.
Who'd guess?
That brutal cold snap was a blessing.
Now "fan"-less normals can't even connect.
Failnet's down again.
Precisely: Failnet runs fine.
Expert weighs in.
Failnet outage day: Anonymous 1311's final post.
Vanished after.
Newbie Anonymous 1732 dropped odd reply.
Whatever. One soul's fate.
Click!
Checked gun, exited bunker.
White blanket fades, earth's colors emerge.
Gunfire, artillery echo.
Woo Min-hee's still silent, inactive.