Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 66

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I’m very sleepy.

I’m weak in the morning.

I thought that any words seemed distant from myself.

Without knowing the reason, I suddenly found myself living as a character named ‘Lin’ in a world called Black Ark.

To survive in that place, which was considered another world, there were conditions that were forcefully imposed on me, whether I liked it or not.

—Cut down on sleep.

—Wake up at even a light sound.

The people I considered colleagues constantly betrayed me,

And a figure I had been reassured was a benevolent NPC suddenly changed and exhibited unexpected behavior.

The person I needed to protect died.

And the existence that should have died survived.

In that world, where the main storyline seemed to crumble but continued, I developed an obsession akin to distrust of people, making it hard to trust anyone.

It was clear that my naturally guarded personality was influenced by the world of Black Ark, which had made me even more wary of people.

Beep beep.

Beep beep.

As I turned off the alarm, which was ringing loudly enough to be irritating, I moved my body in a daze.

In the end, everything was a reflection on how it’s hard to believe I’m weak in sleep right now.

Clap!

“When a person gets hit, they immediately wake up, huh…”

After giving my cheek a sharp slap, I snapped back into reality.

Gently touching my sore cheek, I threw aside the soft blanket that had been enveloping me and sat up in bed.

The time was 11 AM as set on the alarm.

Considering that I had been goofing off last night and fell asleep around 1 AM, I had actually gotten 10 hours of sleep.

If I closed my eyes, I would wake up the next day. I couldn’t help but find it amusing how deeply I had fallen into such a long sleep.

In that world, I couldn’t even fall into sleep so deep as to be called insomnia.

Now, as I live with my weakened body, I wondered if I was adapting so quickly.

Crack.

Crack.

Interlocking my fingers and stretching them up, the sound of my bones echoed chillingly in my ears.

My body, complaining of pain after exercising a bit last night to increase my strength, felt the need for relief.

As I stretched my heavy body, I mumbled blankly.

“…Two months.”

I thought that after about two months of repeating this life, my pathetic body would change somewhat.

It was tough for my current physical condition to handle intense exercise. And now that I had officially become a streamer just two days after starting my broadcast, I couldn’t just focus on my own body.

Trying to catch two rabbits at once usually leads to missing both.

I had no intention of missing both.

I thought it would be possible to balance exercise and the life of a streamer.

Moreover, objectively speaking, I could say I was partially on the road to success as a streamer.

Whether by coincidence or not, my actions had boomeranged back to increase my recognition, and among them, I formed connections with Sua, which made my start from the first broadcast incredibly good.

Additionally, in the community I had checked just before going to bed, there were plenty of people promoting me even without my saying anything.

Thinking about how I would select a New Tube editor tomorrow and operate a New Tube channel, my day was busy just thinking about it.

……

While tidying myself up, I turned on the PC to check news about the world, communities, and other streamers, and before I knew it, it was almost time to start my broadcast.

I felt that people are really fickle in that when there are no set tasks or goals, they don’t feel that the time passing matters much.

They just let time pass, thinking it’s fine to rest.

But conversely, when there are tasks to do or a set routine, the value of free time begins to be felt.

Five minutes before the broadcast.

3:55 PM.

“…Why do I not want to broadcast?”

As I sat at the PC preparing for the broadcast, I unconsciously muttered this.

It wasn’t that broadcasting was boring or felt particularly difficult.

It wasn’t that I felt an overwhelming burden due to the number of viewers, which was higher than I expected.

After broadcasting, my weak body did complain about being tired because of it, but it didn’t mean it was difficult for me.

If it were hard, I wouldn’t have survived in the world of Black Ark, and my mind hadn’t grown weak along with this pathetic body yet.

On the contrary, I felt the fun of communicating with the viewers and the significance of each of my actions.

Although I was clumsy in interpersonal relationships, interacting with viewers felt less of a hurdle, allowing for a lighter exchange between us.

As I lost myself in thought, it was 4 PM.

Without hesitation, I pressed the broadcast ON button.

Such distracting thoughts usually disappear the moment I start moving or taking action, becoming futile thoughts.

I opened my mouth to the microphone, speaking a bit loudly.

“August 2nd, Monday, the broadcast has started.”

As I started the broadcast, I wondered what significance there was in saying this, but I said it anyway.

After about five minutes for the viewers to join, it was said that it’s standard to play a recently popular song to warm up, so I played a louder song like yesterday.

[Lin Ha!!!]

[Did you start it?]

[Lin already has concrete viewers, how ridiculous lol]

[You’re also concrete lol]

[Your voice sounds really good today… ]

[For real, I feel like I’m just coming to hear Lin’s voice]

[Lin unnie, please read my ID]

[Are you using a great sword again today?]

As I was about to play a noisy song, I switched to a softer one.

Looking at the rapidly scrolling chat in the activated chat window right from the start, I wondered if warm-up was really necessary.

“Today, I think I’ll have Just Chatting for about an hour or an hour and a half while checking the community.”

With that, I began to write down the broadcast schedule on a black background with white letters.

—Part 1: Just chatting for about an hour while checking community sites.

—Part 2: Another World Arena, Time TBD.

I typed this on the basic black screen provided by Twittee—writing white text in the upper right corner.

Ah, and donations.

—Please don’t donate. No reactions.

I immediately wrote this below.

I even thought about completely blocking donations.

However, when I really thought about it, people donating more than 50,000 won would probably be fairly well-off.

So I didn’t feel the need to stop donations.

Even though I didn’t plan to make money, if wealthy viewers wanted to donate, I wondered if it would be necessary to block that as well.

[Haha, reading not to donate again is really harsh]

[What’s up with a streamer saying don’t donate for real lol]

[But why can you donate from 50,000 won?]

[Part 1 Just Chatting, Part 2 Another World sounds good, but which site are you checking the community?]

[Even if you write that, people still donate]

[Why do they lack common sense? If you want to donate, you have to donate at least 50,000 won lol]

[Ah, I want to see the arena soon, unnie]

“Donations are only for those who have the leisure to do so. I don’t really think about making a lot of money as a streamer. I’m worried I won’t be able to provide a reaction that satisfies you all.”

Moreover, most other streamers had many donations known as “thousand won punches” that are amused by donating 1,000 won. The streamers accept it appropriately while earning money.

It’s said that even a large corporate streamer who takes thousand won punches could earn tens of thousands of won as hourly wages by just collecting those donations, so it definitely was lucrative.

But I had no intention of putting up with something like a thousand won punch.

I didn’t want to become a clown-like streamer in front of my viewers.

I wanted to broadcast in a way that I enjoyed much more.

Rather than broadcasting thoughtlessly without considering the viewers, I thought it would be better to keep the broadcast schedule, as I was currently aiming to broadcast every day.

Unlike other streamers, I had enough money for now, so I thought it wouldn’t be a problem to have at least one streamer like this.

Ding ding!!

“Chauver donated 50,000 won!”

<If you say not to donate, now I want to donate lol 50,000 won punch!!>

“Thank you for the 50,000 won donation, Chauver. 50,000… punch!”

As I exaggeratedly acknowledged the sudden 50,000 won donation, I felt shy when I actually did it. My voice dropped at the end.

In fact, during the “not a collaboration” broadcast yesterday with Sua, I had unconsciously watched Sua’s actions closely.

She was putting a lot of effort into her reactions, so I felt like I should at least do a bit.

I did feel a small sense of guilt.

While Sua was living her life so diligently,

I wondered if I was just carelessly doing my broadcast while receiving large donations.

And honestly, I thought that if it was a “50,000 won punch,” maybe I should accept it.

50,000 won is not a small amount of money objectively.

[Hahaha, is it real that as soon as you start the broadcast, you get a 50,000 won donation?]

[Life is like Lin… ]

[But didn’t Lin just react like that? Hahaha]

[What’s with the change in your voice while reading donations? Hahaha]

[Why is it so cute to feel embarrassed about the 50,000 won punch?]

[Lin, are you a baby? No, you are a money-obsessed monster… react to donations starting from 50,000 won]

[Those who throw 50,000 won like that, how are they living their lives?]

[But Lin’s voice was incredibly cute just now, so it makes me want to donate lol]

[That’s you… ]

[But when I donated 50,000 won yesterday, Lin didn’t react like that, what’s up with that?]

[50,000 won punch Hahaha]

“Uh, anyway, please don’t have high expectations for donations.”

Watching the chat reaction made my face feel hot.

As I opened the community site hoping to access the hot post I had seen yesterday to show on the broadcast screen—

Ding ding ding!!!!

Suddenly, a donation alert sounded loudly enough to make my ears ring.

“Yoon Eunha donated 1,000,000 won!!”

<Is this how you donate for the first time?>

[?????????]

[What’s this?]

[Wow, crazy… ]

[Nickname Yoon Eunha? Is she a female viewer?]

[What’s with the sudden big spender?]

[Reaction! Reaction! Reaction! Reaction!]

[A million won is a must for a reaction. Haha]

[No matter how you don’t react, it’s a million won, you can’t just gulp that down Haha]

“U-uh, Yoon Eunha? A sudden donation of a million won, did you perhaps type the first digits incorrectly or accidentally donate to another streamer?”

Instead of expressing my gratitude, I asked again, feeling quite dazed by the sudden million won donation.

‘I haven’t done anything yet.’

It had only been about five minutes since I started the broadcast, which made me wonder what this was.

A million won is not a sum of money you can easily dismiss.

It’s not that this isn’t a large amount for me, but it must not be a small amount for that viewer either, so I couldn’t help but wonder if it was okay to donate so freely.

‘No, more importantly, I don’t know how to refund donations.’

Ultimately, I decided to send a whisper to the viewer who donated one million won, Yoon Eunha.

[Lin: Yoon Eunha? Did you really mean to donate a million won?]

[Yoon Eunha: Yes, I meant to donate a million won to you, Lin. So just accept it.]

“Thank you so much to Yoon Eunha for the massive donation of a million won. I-I honestly don’t know how to react. I didn’t have anything prepared. Honestly, I don’t know how to respond…”

I found myself stuttering as I tried to find the right words.

I rambled on, not knowing how to respond to this.

‘But I have it written clearly on the screen that I shouldn’t accept donations and that I wouldn’t react, why…’

Even though I received a million won, simply expressing my gratitude felt like deceiving the viewer.

[What’s with Lin who got hit by a million won punch and is broken Hahaha]

[I’ve never seen Lin stutter like this before Hahaha]

[Lin, you’re not a baby… you’re acting like a baby who can’t handle a million won donation]

[An hourly wage of 1,050,000… what kind of life does Lin live?]

[Is “baby” slang still a thing?]

[I can’t wait to see the reaction]

[For real, I’m so excited to see what kind of reaction you’ll have Hahaha]

[Is Lin going to turn on the cam?]

[She’s made it clear that she won’t do that.]

[Look at these malicious viewers raising expectations Hahaha]

Watching the chat, I found myself in a situation where I had to react, feeling stuck.