Large Server
There was something a mentor once told me.
The moment you give up, the game ends.
Well, it wasn't Han Seonghwa—it was my basketball coach—but anyway.
Those words lit a fire in my chest.
The moment you give up, the game ends.
So if you don't give up, doesn't that mean the game never ends?
Nexus exploded? It's not over yet?
Win the next game to recover the points, keep winning, and I'll come out on top in the end.
Anyway, with that in mind.
"Think it's possible?"
"Is there anywhere a taxi can't go?"
I hadn't liked seeing Gang Cheolton surrender in 15 minutes flat.
But hadn't he gifted me a handful of viewers?
Honestly, it was a pretty impulsive choice.
I'd never even considered diving into the heart of a war-torn city.
But...
"Phew~ Nice night air."
Life's full of surprises, right? That's what makes it fun.
Across the dark road, far off, I could see the city glowing even at night.
"Everyone's sleepless, huh."
I muttered, staring at the city that reeked faintly of gunpowder.
"A plan? Uh, just drive in, right?"
"There's checkpoints."
I glanced at chat and muttered that, and Gang Cheolton spoke up from the back seat.
"Checkpoints..."
"They'll inspect vehicles on the road, but they won't block everything."
Checkpoints sound tricky.
But like Gang Cheolton said, they won't block every road.
There are too many roads for that.
Probably just the key routes.
For example...
"Perfect, they're all gathered there."
Like that entrance from the southern outskirts into the city.
"...What now?"
"Wanna hide?"
"Hmm, they'll spot us if they check."
The game even has a hide-in-the-trunk feature.
But obviously, inspections catch you right away.
"Tch, better than being obvious."
Still beats not hiding.
Gang Cheolton squeezed under the seat.
"Hey, you! Slow down!"
I eased off the gas toward the checkpoint ahead.
Too many people to just barrel through.
Just flooring it would get us Swiss cheese.
Best to play it cool.
I've got confidence in my masks, anyway.
I live every day wearing two: model Kim Ahyeon and Wayo.
What's one more...
"Huh?"
But the moment we reached the checkpoint, my mask cracked.
"Pingping?"
A familiar face was manning the inspection.
"What the— you disappear forever and now this."
I hastily patched my cracking mask and looked at the acquaintance in front of me.
Cop uniform, pink hair in twin tails.
Yeah, streamer Haebin.
...I knew she was a cop, but running into her here of all places.
"Oh? Ah~"
Pretty nerve-wracking, but I'm fine.
I'm an angler, after all.
Not for fish or time, but people—I'm ready to hook 'em.
"Heard there was a war? That's why I'm here."
"Bit late for that..."
"Just got the news."
Oh, by the way.
On this server, anyone we directly invited each other with could play hometown buddies.
So that's why Haegadong was acting like she knew me.
...Tch, better if it was some random cop.
"Yeah? But it's dangerous—better stay clear. You might lose your ride."
"Company car, it's fine."
"...?"
"Anyway, can I pass?"
"Where you rushing off to? Long time no see."
"You're working."
I wanted to bolt.
But I kept cool with Haegadong clinging on.
...Too sweet?
Hiding my nerves, I casually scanned around.
The checkpoint had cops and suits.
Gangsters allied with the cops, probably.
Haegadong was worried for me, but this spot was the most dangerous.
"Maybe. Anyway, go on—hit me up later since you're in town!"
"Sure, haha."
Thankfully, Haegadong backed off without suspicion.
Who'd guess a outskirts-only fisher was hauling a gang boss?
Not even me an hour ago.
No one could suspect...
"Stop right there."
...Or so I thought.
A cold voice came from behind.
"Why's an outskirts lurker here?"
I turned to that icy, familiar voice.
"Haven't seen you in forever."
A white-haired woman in a suit, glaring just as familiar as Haegadong.
That bunny girl Yeongukno...
Yep.
Yeongukno from last time, in her bunny girl outfit.
Long time no see.
Feels like yesterday she was coquettishly posing in front of the cam.
"Bunny Girl, what's this about?"
"B-Bunny Girl...?"
"Get out of the car."
My slip-up made Yeongukno ice over as she approached.
More importantly, she wasn't usually like this.
RP server concept gripped tight, I guess.
Makes sense for a gangster.
"How's a taxi driver supposed to get out?"
"Talking back to a gang ain't smart."
"Gang? You're Bunny Girl."
"You...!"
As Yeongukno's RP started cracking from my teasing.
I slyly grabbed the gun from the passenger seat.
She looks sloppy but Yeongukno's thorough.
Caught by her? No easy pass.
Strike while she's off-guard.
Tap tap.
Signal to Gang Cheolton hiding in back.
Gang boss'll make it count.
Click.
"You keep... Huh?"
By the way, I don't do it much lately, but...
Half the games all-round game VTuber Wayo plays...
BANG!!
Are FPS.
The boss of the half-ruined Cheolgangpa.
Gang Cheolton yelled at Wayong driving shotgun.
"You're insane!"
"Whoa!"
Dopamine rushing to my head.
Me and Wayong Teacher blasting through that checkpoint.
"Not Wayong Teacher—straight-up Lu Bu!"
"Cackle cackle cackle!"
"Who'da thought such a beast was playing it so mild..."
Kang Seok recalled the scene and chuckled along with Wayong Teacher.
It was straight out of a movie.
Sudden gun draw, dropping gangsters in a flash.
Then slamming the accelerator, spraying warning shots everywhere.
He'd popped out and fired too, so the thrill lingered.
Chat flying up at record speed made sense.
Never imagined this hours ago.
"Ha, hands still shaking."
"Heh—calm down. Long road ahead, right?"
As Kang Seok basked in the afterglow.
Wayong Teacher, still smirking faintly, asked.
"So, how much farther?"
After punching through the checkpoint.
Now blasting down the road in a bullet-riddled van.
We'd trashed the place—no pursuit yet, but time was tight.
"Almost there. Just keep straight."
Lucky part: his rally point was close.
"Phew, good. Smooth sailing from here..."
Wayong Teacher grinned mid-sentence.
Screech.
Brakes hard—maybe too hard.
"What's up?"
"Shouldn't have said smooth."
Wayong pointed ahead.
The road up front.
Streetlights shining on a crowd huddled together.
Even blocked the road with a bus from who-knows-where.
"...They blocked that too?"
Seems a subordinate leaked info.
Life's blessings and curses.
As much as Kang Seok raced to be the hero.
They desperately blocked him.
"This is..."
He sounded troubled.
But Wayong Teacher stayed chill.
"No road, huh?"
"Yeah."
"Then this is your stop. Run from here."
"What?"
Run? What about Wayong Teacher?
Before he could ask, Wayong killed the meter first.
"I'll circle the city while I'm here."
"...You sure?"
We just trashed a checkpoint.
The whole city must have a BOLO on this van by now...
"So worried."
But despite the concern.
Wayong Teacher, pump-action shotgun slung over his shoulder instead of a rod, grinned.
"Got you to your stop. Why worry about the cabbie?"
"...I'll repay you someday."
"Got double fare plus surcharge. Don't sweat it."
Just like chat said.
That vibe matched a general from Kang Seok's childhood cartoons.
"Heh, thanks."
No more arguing—Kang Seok hopped out and waved through the shattered window.
Swipe.
Wayong Teacher coolly waved back.
Vroom—!!
The van roared off again.
Straight toward the makeshift bus blockade.
Rat-tat-tat—!!
"...Kids these days."
Kang Seok watched enviously for a sec.
Then slipped into an alley to join his crew.
In the end.
With Gang Cheolton reunited, Cheolgangpa pulled off a last stand.
Later, they took the city—and became server kings.
A remote seaside with no proper road in sight.
"Whoa, whoa! Skipjack tuna!"
An angler hurled his rod and threw his hands up.
"Finally hooked one."
Moving spots was the right call?
Last points before server end, and I nailed it.
I stared at the skipjack tuna—impossible to believe I fished this monster.
"Daaang, what a beast."
More like a yellowfin, easy.
But expected, right?
"Ah, translation glitch."
Of course—it's not skipjack, it's real yellowfin.
The angler cackled.
Whatever. Wish fulfilled.
First big server: total satisfaction.