Chapter 146
Chapter 146
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 146
Chapter Title: Yongyong's Live Broadcast
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Swish.
The secret weapon Kim Cheon-seok pulled out resembled a USB drive.
A prototype crafted by Gluttony and Cheol Jung-bae.
-How about a little proposal?
It had surfaced at Kim Cheon-seok's suggestion.
-Oh, sounds fun?
Born under Kim Si-on's agreement.
-No clue if it'll work, but let's give it a shot. Greed said she needed one too.
And thus, the item now clutched in Kim Cheon-seok's hand—this USB—was created.
It didn't seem made through ordinary means.
Its structure was utterly unique, its sheen extraordinary.
As if it merely mimicked the shape of a USB.
In truth.
[Degraded Angelic Mechanical Device]
[Unique]
This was an item, a pseudo-relic.
Wriggle.
Electronic devices still twitching even after the demon's death.
Beyond that window.
Kwaaaang!
Kim Cheon-seok swung his dagger at the electronics while watching the pillar of fire erupt.
Slice! Slice!
The ownerless tentacles crumbled effortlessly, drained of power.
He reached for the exposed electronics in between.
"Damn, impressive work."
Kim Cheon-seok, genuinely awed.
"To think even a tech-illiterate like me could use something this seamless."
Chuckling softly, Kim Cheon-seok.
Crack!
Slammed the USB down hard onto the electronics, as if to smash them.
In that instant.
Fwaaah!
A wave of black light began to spread.
It shoved aside and incinerated the remaining tentacles, devouring the electronics in black radiance.
Tech-illiterate Kim Cheon-seok couldn't quite explain what was happening.
"...Incredible."
But one thing he could say for sure: this wasn't mere hacking or sci-fi tech.
It transcended that.
'A miracle.'
The power of the Apostles.
Fwaaah!
Soon, the light burst forth, swallowing everything around.
Feeding on the demon's corpse, it consumed the demonic beasts.
Thud!
It even seemed to affect the battle raging outside.
Beep, beep-beep. Beep-beep-bzzzt.
Eerie mechanical beeps rang out in succession.
Bweeeeeep-!
Something like a warning alarm.
And then, it stopped.
-...H-Hello? Connected?
A tense voice came through.
"......! Can you hear me?"
Kim Cheon-seok replied in surprise.
-Th-This... it's insane!
An artificial yet playful voice.
-How the hell do I even explain this...? Or if it's even possible...
To the voice still mumbling in shock.
"You got time for that? Hurry up."
-Really okay?
It asked.
-Really letting that idiot... no, why give something this important to me...
"Trust you! No, doesn't matter! Do whatever! Just hurry!"
Tech-illiterate or not, Kim Cheon-seok wasn't clueless about trends.
His innate intuition, combat experience, life as a Player, and time as a South Korean citizen.
"Hurry!"
Urged by Kim Cheon-seok, it finally seemed resolved.
-Ah.
A small echo.
-AAAAAAAHHHHHH!
It began booming massively outside.
He'd heard North Korea had speakers ready to broadcast their Great Leader's voice across the entire territory.
'This device's not perfect yet, so it won't hack super-advanced modern gear.'
Gluttony's words came to mind.
'But devouring outdated junk like North Korea's? No problem.'
Just as she'd said.
-AAAAAAAH!
The voice still echoing like a reverb.
Somehow, it restored power—or compensated for the shortage; he could guess.
'Demonic energy!'
The energy from slain beasts and demons on this battlefield, fueling brighter lights across North Korea than ever before.
Tap! Tap!
Proving it, even the building flashing only red emergency lights now blazed with illumination.
-So, then...
Then, then..., then......
The echoing voice was gradually normalizing.
He could sense everyone in battle freezing momentarily from the ear-shattering noise.
-Yongyong's live stream starts now!
Yongyong.
The natural rabble-rouser was Kim Cheon-seok's proposed secret weapon.
-North Korean people! Do you know your great Leader sacrificed you as fodder?
Shaking off any nerves, it spoke like a radio host.
-Your glorious Leader only cares about his gut, not your starvation? So...
Tension melted away, laced with delight.
-Follow the true Leader! Go Yohan! That's the message! RAAAAWR!
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Yongyong's voice blared noisily.
Yongyong had many skills.
-Is North Korea for real? This on screen— is this a country?
First up: keyboard battles.
-Wow, look at those North Korean citizens. Zombies? If seen in Korea, they'd get hunted thinking it's a Gate Break.
The sudden wide-area taunt drew hesitant reactions and fury alike.
-Knew this, we'd have unified ages ago. Folks! Can you even hold a gun?
Bang!
A gunshot exploded toward the loudspeaker.
The speaker shattered.
Squish.
But something black repaired the broken speaker.
-Me? Players got faces slick with grease, ripped muscles for real? Who says North and South Koreans are same ethnicity? Different races.
Kim Cheon-seok stared blankly at the voice.
He'd meant to incite and lead North Koreans—why the taunts?
Then.
-That's all your Party elites' fault.
Then.
Yongyong's second skill.
-Look at Kim Jeong-seok's belly. Bloated with people's blood, ready to burst. Seen 'em in Benzes? How 'bout Party elites.
Fact bombs.
Then.
Shwaaa!
Holograms popped up across North Korea.
"......!"
Kim Cheon-seok and Yongyong alike were stunned.
"T-This too...?!"
Yongyong's computer screen appeared simultaneously in multiple spots.
No way North Korean speakers had such functions.
Electronic billboards and TVs now showed Yongyong's screen too.
Of course, possible because this area was demonized.
Abundant demonic energy and curses enabled the impossible.
Shrrrk!
But it empowered Yongyong further.
Scrolling photos.
Party elites' images.
-Escape's by IQ, right? North Koreans at monkey level?
Scenes listed with photos.
"How'd you get these?"
Kim Cheon-seok blurted in disbelief.
Classified docs no mere VTuber should have, dumped en masse.
-Min Jun-hyeok messaged right away. Live stream, y'know.
"What?"
-Oops! Richard-nim... 1.2 billion won superchat! Thanks! North Korean folks, just got 1.2 bil—defect now, split it all!
Yongyong's yap wouldn't stop.
-Don't follow that pinecone-grenade Leader! Follow the real one who punches demons bare-fisted! Defect!
An unstoppable rampage.
Yongyong's face flushed red, full steam ahead like a runaway train.
-Arab prince-nim, 20 bil won thanks! Say hi to Yohan hyung? He's listening! Split this too. Defect! Defect!
Yongyong shouted.
-Defect's the answer! Yohan hyung's the true sun! Defect to the light!
-Honor Yohan hyung's feats! Even now...
Then.
Click.
Screen switched—not Yongyong's computer.
-......
Pyongyang's heart, live scene.
-These are the ones fighting to save you.
With Yongyong's low, sinking voice, it revealed.
Shwaaa.
A man soaked head to toe in bloody water.
Vivid crimson everywhere, mixed bloods painting a rainbow.
But unerasable amid it.
Swish.
Sky-blue eyes and silver hair.
Go Yohan wiped blood from his eyes, then thrust his fist again.
-Honor the great Yohan spirit!
-Go Yohan's the greatest!
Voices more sincere than ever spread.
-Defect! Defect! Chant together! Check later—cash event by chant count! Most defects shouted? One hundred mil!
Then.
"Defect! Defect!"
An eerie noise from somewhere.
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Snicker.
Go Yohan smirked in disbelief.
-Defect! Defect!
Noise he'd heard for a while.
'Yongyong, huh.'
He vaguely recalled such a plan.
Honestly, no expectations.
Doubts if childish tactics could sway hearts.
But.
"Defect! Defect!"
Minds somehow corrupted before he knew.
"You there, skin-and-bones lady looking ready to keel over! Uh, all like that? You with the two forehead moles! Great voice just now! Five mil on successful defect!
"Defect! Defect!"
-Yohan spirit!
"Yohan spirit! Great Leader! Follow Comrade Go Yohan!"
Dizzying cries mixed in occasionally.
That bizarre, mad fervor.
Snicker.
Go Yohan laughed again, wiping his face.
A place of nothing but blood and bodies.
"Not bad..."
Go Yohan said, thrusting his fist anew.
"...Entertaining."
Roooar!
Black lava surged, devouring it all.