Nari Land: Gearing Up for the Night Shift Kill Bet
Nari stared at the chat window with wide eyes. That pretty voice, those paper-thin wrists. Lee Jua didn't seem like anyone remotely connected to a logistics center.
"...Logistics center, so you mean loading and unloading parcels, right? Whoa, for real?"
She expressed her bewilderment to the viewers while chatting with them.
She sent one final message to Lee Jua.
"...Yarikiri? What's yarikiri?"
Nari let out a hollow chuckle and slotted Lee Jua's name into the 2-Tier list. Finally, the 16 spots for the funded kill bet were filled.
"Alright, kill bet members are locked in? I'll warm up my hands till then."
Around the same time, Lee Jua sat at her computer, skimming the Nari Land rules.
'Mostly stuff I already know.'
Nari Land. Not on the level of Odin or Zeus-hosted kill bets, but still a major event known for its solid scale and explosive funding.
And Lee Jua had been boldly invited as a 2-Tier.
Her new mouse had arrived too. She planned to grind aim trainer until the land started. No half-million-won high-end gear, but...
Crushing top-tier monsters with this budget mouse for the best story ever? A gombang ace smashing rebar heads with cheap tools? Hell yeah, pure romance.
Lee Jua hummed a tune as she unpacked the box, plugged the mouse into her PC, and jumped into the training grounds to tweak sensitivity.
'...Whoa, definitely feels better than that Daiso mouse?'
The grip fit her hand perfectly, the sensor captured every micro-movement flawlessly on screen. Way more precise and detailed shots than with the Daiso one.
Soon it was 6:30 PM. Thirty minutes before the kill bet, Lee Jua fired up Prism.
[Nari Land Assault: Heading Out for Yarikiri with New Tools]
[Broadcast Started]
Hard to believe it was only day 6—the stream was already buzzing.
> 24
> 56
> 161
> 293
Considering her usual peak of around 300 viewers, this was an insane opening rush.
"Hello everyone. Whoa, tons of you jumping in right at the start."
Odin buff, Nari Land participation, yesterday's Yura coaching—all piling up, drawing Battlelands Prism eyes to Lee Jua. Her ranking climbed, hitting live popular streams. Casual viewers peeked in, curious why a handcam thumbnail was popping off. Most bounced once they realized it was Battlelands.
But those who heard her voice? Hooked like sirens, glued to the stream. Viewer count hit 890.
"...Whoa."
Lee Jua rubbed her eyes. 890 the second she went live. Her first shot at breaking a thousand in her life.
Drurruk—
"...Whoa, you got CCTV in my house? How'd you nail it like that."
Lee Jua yanked her 29k stand mic closer and opened her mouth.
"Value for money is key. On site, does fancy hammer drill bust concrete faster? Er... fancy ones do, scratch that analogy. Anyway, this is me, Lee Jua. Today I'll yarikiri some 1-Tier kill bet with this 50k Rosek mouse, nice and clean."
Chat sped up at Lee Jua's bold bullshit.
The consensus was Lee Jua wouldn't black-screen for no reason. It was a mind game with viewers, shaking off the ants. Academic theory.
But.
"Agh! Shooting me here means no chicken? Grab the guy on the right, you moron."
Lee Jua finally checked chat, too focused on near-chicken to notice.
"Huh? Ah? What?"
Her streaming program in the monitor corner showed black screen plus handcam. She'd accidentally killed monitor output fiddling with mouse settings.
"Aigoo... Sorry, bros. Still clumsy with gear...."
Click—
Lee Jua fumbled the program. Finally, her monitor feed went live to viewers.
Kills - 28
Damage - 3257
"Whoa whoa no fighting. You're right. Account's new so MMR low, that's why these stats. I'm no world-class. No 1-Tier skill."
Lee Jua shamelessly excused to stay 2-Tier and dipped to lobby. New mouse felt perfect in hand. Light, nimble, snug. Good enough for kill bet right now.
"Er... 6:45 now. Time to clock in?"
Lee Jua joined DeathCode Nari Land waiting channel. A dozen streamers already there, chatting noisily.
"Oh, Jua-nim! Hi!"
"Hello, boss. Laborer Lee Jua reporting for duty."
"Kyaa! Master!"
"...Oh, Yura's in too."
Among them, Yura—who'd duoed with her yesterday during basics coaching. She'd boasted 3-Tier rebar-busting skills, but to Jua, still solid 5-Tier.
Yet viewers teared up at Yura's glow-up in the last game. Her fans even hit Jua's stream with "coaching fees."
"Ah, you're that ecosystem disruptor? Nice to meet ya. 1-Tier ex-pro Teo."
1-Tier ex-pro Teo, who'd heard of Jua from Odin and Zeus.
"Jua-nim! Loved your stream yesterday! Top-tier coach! Learned tons!"
A 5-Tier kid who'd watched on off-day.
"Jua-nim did a coaching stream? Damn, should've watched...."
Regretful 5-Tier Eunbyeol, etc.
Every streamer in the waiting room welcomed Jua the moment she entered. New face Nari Land debut, day-1 hack clear, Odin/Zeus shoutouts, turned Yura human—today's hottest potato was Jua.
She greeted one by one till names blurred. Meanwhile, rest trickled in, muddling her head more. 15 others besides her. Half familiar from old streams, half newbies with zero info.
"Ah, hi."
"Oh, I see."
"Me? I'm 20."
"Done nogada? Me, 8-year vet, double gombang yarikiri AM/PM...."
"Battlelands? Think I'm 2-Tier level. Odin and Zeus overhyped this girl maybe."
"Ah, Odin-nim and Zeus-nim here too, right... Hi. Not backtalk, said it straight."
No time to learn gradually. Drowning in questions.
"Okay everyone calm down. All here, time to spin pinball!"
With Nari's quick tempo, DeathCode live screen popped the pinball site.