Chapter 20
Chapter 20
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 20
Chapter Title: The Hostess Bar's Battle Style
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【 #1 I Moongryong 】
【 #2 Leruri 】
【 #3 Jung Gomsang 】
【 #4 Kim Kimcheong 】
【 #5 Iron Monster 】
【 #6 Barabin 】
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It started with me showing up in first place.
One by one, from second to tenth, the current cash holdings rankings appeared.
With only one day left until the vote.
Even though everyone had pooled their money to some degree, the fact that I was in first meant...
'I guess that makes me the game changer.'
It signified that the entire voting landscape could shift entirely because of me.
In that case, any group that wanted to take the representative spot had two choices.
On voting day.
They could just kill me outright so I couldn't vote at all.
Or else.
Rrrrring.
"Hello?"
-"Moongryong, don't we have something to talk about?"
They could recruit me.
Ding.
Ding.
Ding.
- Whoa, look at those missed calls piling up lolololol
- He never imagined the guy dating girls during prep time would top the cash rankings lolololol
- Jawajawajawajawajawa
- Countless groups calling for I Moongryong the day before the vote
- Mung-op's popularity is exploding for real♥
- Mung-op♡ Your swag's got me seal-clapping like crazy ㅠㅠㅠ
- If you need Dongtak cosplay instead of Leje, just say the word, ready in a flash♥
Countless missed calls pouring in, plus the call I was on right now.
Everything was unfolding exactly as expected.
So, there was only one thing for me to do here.
"No? I don't think there's anything to talk about."
Click.
Hang up the phone and ignore the rest.
That was my answer.
- Huh, not joining anyone?
- Isn't backstabbing after joining the best play?
- Mungki, what the hell are you thinking?
- ?
- ?
- Even if you go solo, you won't even get near the polling place without dying, right?
Viewers expressing confusion.
But there was no helping it.
'What if I join a big group and their low-tier streamer backstabs me? How do I salvage the stream vibe then?'
Viewers generally want the streamer they're watching to be the protagonist.
It was obvious.
Streamers provide immersion and fun to their viewers.
Viewers get hooked on that immersion and fun from the streamer.
In that sense, the average viewer count for the person who just called me was around 8,000.
A massive gap in scale—easy enough to snap their wrist.
I didn't even need to meet them to know exactly what they'd say.
'I've got the cash, big corps need it, and they need my money to become the protagonist.'
But if I did that, I'd just end up as a cog in the machine.
Maybe I'd become their right-hand man, or get some position under them since I propped up their rep.
But.
[Current Viewers: 231]
What about the 231 people in my stream?
They're sticking around because they want to see me succeed.
Am I really gonna betray 231 people just to impress one big corp? No way in hell.
On top of that.
'The viewers from my low-tier days... they all told me to go for rep myself.'
I won't name names.
But I couldn't betray the viewers who'd been with me from the early days.
So, what's the plan in conclusion?
How the hell am I gonna snag rep?
- Dude, unless you join someone and backstab them, you got a strategy?
- Cops and gang bosses can't help you right now ;;;
- Hospital's neutral too, can't move rashly—too many deaths last time, they bailed
If viewers asked that.
"I've survived my way this whole time. Time to prove it."
I had no choice but to show it through actions.
"Leruri, it's me, Moongryong."
Time to show off the Hostess Bar's battle style.
- Whoa... so he's clinging to a girl after all?
- So he's seducing the hospital side now?
- Isn't this too cheap?
I ignored the chat.
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"I Moongryong rejected our call."
The situation was bizarre.
Everyone assumed I Moongryong would join another org and play kingmaker.
It was the most effective, low-effort way to build fame.
But I Moongryong didn't.
He ghosted everyone's calls.
Like he was really going solo.
"Looks like he wants to be rep himself. Totally solo."
"That possible? Can't run solo as a candidate, right?"
"Mungnyong's Hostess Bar had 5 people, but that burned down and shut down... Boss hasn't shown up since, won't accept resignations. So effectively, Mungnyong's Hostess Bar still qualifies as 5+ employees."
"But if employees refuse..."
"Did the Hostess Bar staff plan for that from the start? It's a sloppy group—no procedures needed. If the rep wants out, they're out."
No clue what method he'd use.
But it didn't matter.
"Just kill him when he shows for the vote. Done."
"Yeah, that's the plan from the start, right? Kill everyone except us!"
"Hospital's neutral, leave 'em be... Yeah, plan stays the same."
"No need to recruit Leruri?"
"She's #2 in assets, but hospital didn't field a candidate and declared neutral... Fine, ignore her."
"Plus, even if hospital goes wild, they've got no guns? Worst case... y'know."
You can always just kill 'em.
Just one guy.
What could one guy do?
'I get it—tough to carve out a spot in RP on a big server like this. Even harder to join someone else's crew in that state.'
'Yeah, don't wanna end up low-tier forever, gotta try the lone wolf path sometimes. But this is too reckless.'
Not some fantasy game where one guy can overpower everyone with force.
I got the mindset, but it screamed reckless.
"Just shoot everyone except our team till voting closes, then we vote..."
"Hospital said they'd enter after close, so treat 'em as fully neutral."
"Wait, really? So if they die, they lose vote too? Or can't spend money?"
"Yeah, so maybe divvy up a set amount per person."
Teams had similar strategies.
All-in on one person, protect or hide them to vote.
Or safely split assets proportionally.
One thing for sure: shoot any enemy on sight heading to the polling place.
Naturally, that favored groups with more numbers.
Yorang Garden server scrambled with calls to recruit teams.
"But the voting rights purchasable with cash isn't specified clearly—kinda uneasy."
"Yeah, if we split money, worst case we can't afford to buy votes."
"What if someone already voted? Can we buy that too?"
"Huh?"
"Buying votes... doesn't specify which votes."
Speculation flew, but no details in the announcement.
So people focused solely on war prep.
Throw away the chains of love~
The true tale of I Moongryong has arrived~ yo!
Turn that 4 into a lucky~ number~!
I Moongryong's #4! I Moongryong's #4!
Turn that 4 into a lucky~ numberrrrrr~!
I Moongryong's #4! I Moongryong's #4!
Advocating law, love, and peace in Yorang Gardennnnn~!
Turn that 4 into a lucky~ numberrrrrr~!
I Moongryong is heeeere~!
With an AI-generated election jingle for I Moongryong blasting through the streets.
The all-out rep vote war began.
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【 The election to choose Yorang Garden's representative begins now. 】
【 Time is 20:00 game time. 】
【 Can't vote if dead—stay alive! 】
【 Yorang Garden official polling place now open! 】
Screeech.
The National Assembly doors in Yorang Garden swung open—doors that never should've.
The moment they did.
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
Gunfire erupted everywhere, like they'd been waiting.
Groups with their own agendas, fighting to make their rep the true Yorang Garden leader.
"Shoot! Keep shooting!"
"Kill! Kill 'em!"
"Grenades—chuck 'em hard!"
"No hesitation! Everyone but us is enemy! Just kill! Killing's all it takes!"
Bullets tore into bodies of people who'd been chilling amiably just days ago.
- Kyaa lolololol
- Tension's real af bb
- This is it
- Let's go~ let's go~
- #1, #1~
- This is #1 cop power
Cops flexed heavy firepower with their stocked weapons from the start.
- Weapons mean shit, cops are boring af anyway ㅇㅇ
- No fun, that's why low turnout? lol
- Good firepower but limited users lolol
Gangs had more numbers, freer RP leeway.
Civilian groups jumped in too, different faction entirely.
Low on cash, they weaponized trucks or taxis like their assets.
- Burn that wealth baby
- Yeah, if no rep win, just check Yorang canyon temps lol ㅇㅇ
- Kill us~ try killing citizens~ No citizens left, what're you kings of then?
Chaos.
Stray bullets dropped people left and right, no telling when you'd go down.
Then, after enough time passed that more deaths meant no one left to vote.
Numbers had thinned drastically.
Vroooom!
An unfamiliar vehicle suddenly barreled into the assembly hall.
"What the—whose car?!"
"I Moongryong! It's I Moongryong!"
"How'd he get in?! We got first and second lines!"
"Those got wiped ages ago! Pulled everyone here fearing a push!"
"...!"
I Moongryong.
Currently the richest in cash in Yorang Garden.
But a total lone wolf, no faction.
Boom-boom-boom-boom!
Somehow, somehow he drove right into the assembly hall.
Stopped right in front of the polling place.
But bullets rained instantly, vehicle exploded.
Boom!
His corpse pathetically flung from the wreck.
- Wtf
- All that rejecting offers for this crap?
- Corpse made it to polling front lolololol
- Cash means jack without a safe voting crew
- Fr
Voting mechanics were out after a few skirmishes.
Fights always let a couple slip through.
They crammed the gaps to vote.
Result.
"Voting lets you... buy others' votes too. Literally any vote rights."
"With money?"
"Yeah, money."
Shocking revelation.
One vote wasn't equal anymore.
Yorang Garden's voting rules shattered basic norms.
"Voting's one vote... exactly one. But you can buy a vote based on their total assets."
"If you have more cash than that vote's worth... you buy theirs, and cast your own separately?"
"Yes."
Say someone's assets are 1,000 won.
Their vote's worth 1,000.
But if you have more than 1,000?
You buy theirs, and vote yours too.
Candidates couldn't rush the polling place.
No clue on opponents' exact cash.
And dying en route ended everything.
Rep candidates from each group hung on till the wire.
Vote seconds before close.
Kill other candidates first if possible.
Keep shooting, killing, checking, watching.
Time flew to 19:30.
Under 30 minutes to vote.
Groups escorted their reps with max protection to the polling place safely.
- Too many dead
- Whoa, even big cash holders wiped ㅠㅠ
- So how much we got left? Like 400 mil?
- Ours at 4 bil, theirs 3 bil?
- If no deaths it'd be wider gap, 1 bil diff is neck-and-neck
- But entered too early? 30 min left
- Game time, not real—30 min flies ㅇㅇ
All rep candidates voted safely.
Tension eased at 19:40, awaiting results.
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep.
Hospital dispatched ambulances and nurses to revive the fallen.
The miracle of game respawn.
- Voting not closed yet, why hospital entering now?
One viewer questioned.
But chat rush buried it.
19:50.
"...Chainsaw Mung, I... I've never actually revived anyone."
Hospital director Leruri revives I Moongryong, pathetically slumped before the polling place.
"You're the director... what're you saying..."
I Moongryong revived.
19:55.
I Moongryong enters polling place.
Uses his cash + Leruri's to sweep all votes cast so far.
20:00.
Voting closes.
【 I Moongryong Elected 】
"Y-you said neutral zone! Hospital's neutral! You seduced them?!"
"Crazy? What the hell! What?!"
"I Moongryong! You bastard... planned this from the start?"
"You cowardly fuck!"
Everyone panicked, unleashing fury at the rep theft.
"Cowardly?"
I Moongryong coolly.
"What bullshit."
Arm around Leruri's waist.
"You thought I was some saint?"
He flashed a sly grin.
The moment the Hostess Bar president was born.
Alright, now it's time to deliver on those promises.