Crocodile Farm 2 – Final Boss Fight, Let's Go! And Ten Thousand Percent Sweetness!!
After resting well the previous day, the streamers logged back into the game. Whenever a massive server like this opened, streamers tended to fall into the same daily rhythm, and the sheer immersion this time around only intensified that effect. The moment the server opened, they poured in and immediately gathered in small groups to share stories of yesterday's exploits.
Of course, some streamers had created hilarious situations instead of heroic moments, and they were mercilessly teased by the others. They laughed and chatted until monsters appeared, at which point they naturally headed out, wiped them out, and returned to keep joking around. What is this? Why doesn't it feel scary at all? Hmm…
Once most people had gathered, the discussion about the final boss fight began.
The discussion ended the moment it started. Minecraft boss mobs were designed for three to five players, not thousands. Unless the numbers were absurdly inflated, victory was guaranteed. Of course, with so many people, plenty would still die to area attacks.
A streamer had luckily obtained the hidden class Saintess, which could revive multiple dead players. As long as she was around, deaths didn't matter. The only problem was…
A Saintess who was a botch and a chaos magnet, yet had an overflowing faith stat? Oh boy…
After a brief discussion, they decided the final boss fight would take place the day after tomorrow—week seven, day six. Everyone's accumulated fatigue hadn't fully recovered from resting early the previous day, and holding it on the weekend felt more appropriate for a major event. The streamers scattered to do their own things.
Incidentally, the continuously spawning monsters had their invasion logic adjusted so they would participate in the defense of Dark Castle. Now they would pile up inside the castle, ready to block players when everyone gathered for the final boss fight. Once the developers announced these changes, the streamers dispersed without worry.
Two days later, on the third day—the day of the final boss fight—dawn broke. Though preparations were complete, the streamers had decided to start at 6 PM to give viewers something to watch. They each spent the time in their own ways until, finally, 6 PM arrived. The streamers gathered with light hearts and set off for Dark Castle.
. . .
The subsequent invasion of Dark Castle proceeded far more easily than anyone had expected. With so many players, the monsters almost looked pitiful.
They advanced like a raging tide and entered the massive hall where the final altar stood. Waiting for them were the last altar and two monsters guarding it. However, the monsters' appearance…
Everyone was swept up in shock. People backed away while Bungster frantically made excuses.
Blackhat stepped forward.
The giant hamsters, apparently not understanding his desperate plea, began attacking as he approached.
Bungster trembled with rage while the surrounding streamers and viewers laughed themselves to death.
Unable to hold back, Bungster committed teamkill while Blackhat kept teasing even as he died. The other streamers joined in.
Using someone's sacrifice as a stepping stone, they finally defeated the monsters.
After that, defeating the final boss didn't take long. As expected, when thousands of players focused fire, the boss's health drained instantly and the fight ended. A few people did die to the boss's final area attack, though…
Having safely defeated the final boss, everyone let out cheers of joy.
. . .
With the final boss defeated, Crocodile Farm 2 was drawing to a close. Countless streamers had captured highlight clips, and numerous videos had been uploaded to YouTube. This helped introduce many previously unknown streamers to the public. As a result, even streamers who had few regular viewers grew significantly, leading to more entertaining broadcasts and a meaningful increase in overall viewership.
One broadcaster who had been watching this trend came up with an idea.
“Hmm… At this rate, that kind of server might be fun too? Maybe I should stir something up.”
. . .
Everyone looked forward to seeing what new server would be created next.
Today was Jiwon and Soyu's third date. They had decided to enjoy a classic date together. First, they met up and chatted at a café.
“Oppa, try this too. It's delicious.”
“Mmm~. It tastes even better because Soyu fed it to me.”
“Hehe.”
They also went to an arcade.
“Eighth. Eighth. Why won't it hit~”
“Ahem. You're still far from beating me with taekwondo.”
“Then just hit me directly.”
Thud. Thud.
Afterward, they had dinner.
“Wow… This really must be a famous restaurant. It's so good.”
“Yeah. Eat a lot. Want to try this too? Ah~”
“Oppa, try some too. Ah~”
After eating, they debated between watching a movie or going to a karaoke room and ultimately chose karaoke.
“Under that blue sunset~♪ Standing beneath it~♪”
While singing, Jiwon occasionally glanced at Soyu with a smile, fixed her messy hair, or gently held her hand and met her eyes.
“Hihit~”
Overjoyed, Soyu suddenly wrapped both arms tightly around his arm. Jiwon was caught off guard by the powerful attack.
“Loving you~♪ *cough* …is what I mean~ ♪”
He tried to focus on the lyrics, but all his attention had already shifted to his arm.
‘Guh. Soyu. If you launch such an overwhelming attack, I… I… Guh.’
As an additional attack, she lightly rubbed her face against his arm.
“Hehe~♪”
The once-dignified Soyu was nowhere to be seen; her aegyo had exploded. Jiwon watched her, his heart barely holding on.
‘Aah… My heart feels like it's going to burst…’
The distance between them rapidly closed. Before long—
“I really didn't know~♪ That someone like you~♪”
Jiwon sat while Soyu leaned halfway against his chest, singing. He looked down at her resting between his face and shoulder. His right hand rested on her waist while his left hand was held by hers, being gently played with. Honey dripped from Jiwon's eyes as he gazed at her. As her song neared its end—
Smack.
He leaned down and lightly kissed her cheek. Her eyes widened in surprise before softening into a gentle smile. Then—
Smack.
Her lips softly touched his cheek. He watched her lips pull away with regret, then looked up to meet her eyes. She was still smiling brightly. He smiled back briefly, then—
Smack.
This time, he gave her lips a short kiss. For a moment, her smiling face froze. Worried he had been too hasty, he gently stroked her hair and waited.
“Is it okay to attack first like that?”
“Huh?”
Before he could even wonder what she meant—
Smack.
Her lips touched his, then withdrew.
“I believe in returning what I receive. Hehe.”
If revenge was like this, he would welcome it a hundred times, a thousand times over. Yes.