Chapter 89: Professor, the Progress is Too Fast (1)
The Villain is Too Good at Broadcasting
The one who suppresses hope.
What kind of game would give a player such a nickname?
At first, it was hard to believe, but now I could believe it.
âNo
âWhy is this happening! You saw it earlier, right? It was so slow, but it gets super fast when it attacks! Isnât this a total bug?â
â LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL .
-Legend.
-The one who suppresses hope ã·ã·.
-Thatâs really evil LOL LOL .
-Of course, itâs not my faultã ã Itâs the gameâs fault.
No matter how high the difficulty level of was, this wasnât supposed to be an episode 1 story.
Of course, it was known to be harder than the early stages of other games.
But it wasnât supposed to be this difficult.
Na-young was wildly swinging her sword and soon found herself in a desperate fight with a monster called .
I casually asked the viewers how many tries this had been, and the answer came back: the 21st try.
A ridiculous number of attempts.
By this time, she should have learned some tricks, but Na-young ignored all the rules.
A moment later.
[The protagonist of the story has died.]
[Returning to the save point.]
[Location change: First Bonfire]
We encountered again.
The old man looked at us as we returned and then sighed deeply.
âHow much more despair will you bring to this old body? Why not just end this storyâ¦?â
âGrandpa, why are you doing this?â
Na-young looked at the old man apologetically.
The old man shed a tear and stood up.
âDonât insult my hope like that. Are you mocking me on purpose? A hero who canât even defeat a skeleton⦠The hope of this world is already dead.â
These were lines I had never heard before.
When I expressed my curiosity, the viewers, as always, provided the information.
-Those lines come out if you keep dying on purpose.
-A streamer did some trolling last time, and those lines came out.
-A game where NPCs advise you to give up.
The viewers were mocking Na-youngâs skills, but the one who put the final nail in the coffin was the old man.
The old man planted his staff into the ground and spoke.
âI am a person too, a person.â
âIâm sorry, Grandpa.â
âI will revive you ten more times. After ten more times, I will give up on this story.â
An ultimatum.
Wow, perfect.
I looked at Na-young, who was cowering before the NPC, and gave a bitter smile.
She was entirely different from how she fiercely fought the monsters earlier.
Before the angry old NPC, she was like a helpless lamb.
âIndeed, this is the Land of Courtesy. Sheâs very polite.â
ââ¦â¦Ch
âWhat?â
âDonât mess with me today. I really⦠canât take it.â
Na-young glared at me, gritting her teeth. The intensity in her eyes was striking.
Even though it was a game, I felt a cold sweat forming.
Alright, I had assessed the studentâs level well enough.
It was time to start the proper education.
âIâll kindly show you, so just follow me closely. Got it?â
âI can do it too, right?â
âOf course.â
It was simple enough that even Na-young could follow it well.
I nodded confidently and walked lightly.
Soon, we arrived at the area where Na-young had died earlier.
of begins in the underground cemetery.
I didnât know the story in detail.
Of course, I hadnât cleared it either.
However, according to my research on Mitube, it was said to be âa story where a hero sealed in the underground cemetery awakens to save the world.â
I confirmed it through Kkumu Wiki, so it should be correct.
The old man by the bonfire was .
Just think of him as someone who helps the player and revives them.
âAlright.â
The concept of the monsters in was undead.
In other words, skeletons, zombies, ghouls, and the like.
They were familiar to everyone, so no explanation was necessary.
Clack, clack, clack.
I smiled as I looked at the skeleton guarding the path.
-Wow! Sans!
-Sca. ry. Diff. i. cult^^
-Sanha.
-Show a different side from Na-young.
-One, two, three, fighting!
The Evil Gangâs reaction showed how unbearable Na-youngâs play was.
I glanced at the chat and then exhaled lightly.
And I spoke to Na-young.
âNa-young, you know that control is important in any game. Especially in virtual reality games.â
The strategy of a game was straightforward if you think about it.
You just need to remember the key points.
Combat was the same.
Clack, clack, clack.
As I approached, the skeleton immediately took a combat stance.
The skeletonâs equipment was a rusty longsword and a shield.
Its attack pattern was quite peculiar.
I understood why Na-young struggled to deal with it properly.
âThis skeleton has a tricky pattern. Soâ¦.â
The skeleton swung its sword as it approached me.
I immediately swung my sword to deflect it, and the skeleton quickly attempted its next attack.
This guy had a rather annoying irregular attack.
Most people think of the shield as just a defensive tool, but depending on the situation, the shield could also be an excellent offensive tool.
The skeleton tried to rush with the shield in its left hand.
âThis shield attack. If you get hit by it, youâll be stunned for two seconds. You got hit by this earlier, right?â
The method to avoid this attack was surprisingly simple.
When it rushes with the shield, you lift your right foot slightly and trip its weak lower body.
Thud.
As soon as I tripped it, the skeleton fell to the ground, becoming defenseless, and I lightly thrust my sword into its skull, nodding.
-Textbook parryingã·ã·
-I didnât know you could parry like that.
-The wrestling nation is crazy LOL LOL
-Can Na-young do that?
-No way
After finishing the skeleton, I looked at Na-young and gave a bright smile.
âHow was it? Super easy, right?â
Na-young widened her eyes and replied.
âHow did you do that just now?â
âHmm.â
If I explained it with numbers, she would understand it easily.
I was good at quantifying things, after all.
I should explain it to Na-young in the simplest way possible.
âThe skeleton raised its arm and lifted its sword. In such cases, itâs more likely to slash from top to bottom rather than stab. And if you block that attack, it automatically triggers a shield attack. When you see it starting, wait exactly one second and then move your right leg forward, and it will trip on its own. Howâs that? Not too hard, right?â á¹ï¿½
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After a moment.
Na-young looked at me, her fists trembling, and answered.
âAre you just trying to mock me? Why are you doing this to me today?â
2.
I revolutionized the teaching method.
So, how did I change it?
âRight.â
âAhhhhh!â
Clang!
âStab straight ahead.â
Thud!
Grrrrâ¦
Instead of demonstrating myself, I decided to directly coach Na-youngâs gameplay.
It was like playing as her avatar.
Na-young now swung her sword with her eyes tightly closed.
We had passed the skeleton hurdle, but next, we faced a zombie with rotting flesh all over its body.
Here, a new problem arose.
And that was.
âWhy do the monsters look like this? This is so hard.â
Na-young was terrified of zombies.
But, thinking about it, she managed just fine last time.
âHow did you handle Living Dead?â
Na-young screamed and answered.
âThat had a vanilla mode!â
Vanilla mode.
Simply put, itâs a mode that significantly reduces gore.
, being a game made by a reputable company, naturally included such features.
However, seemed to have overlooked that.
Or perhaps, since itâs a game with an apocalypse story as its core, they left it out on purpose.
-Total disaster.
â LOL LOL LOL I want to hit Na-young on the forehead.
â LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL .
-Na-young is so unlikable today.
-A girl scared of zombies⦠I want to protect her.
-But honestly, these zombies look scarier than the ones in Living Dead.
I alternated between checking the chat and looking at Na-young. Then, with a sigh, I spoke.
âPull your sword back, and kick to the left at a 45-degree angle.â
âL-like this?â
Thud.
The zombie lost its balance and fell pathetically after being kicked with her eyes closed.
âTake one step forward and stab the ground with your sword.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHuff.â
Thud.
The fortunate part was that Na-young had a quick reaction time.
She followed my commands faithfully.
That was enough.
[âGae Na-youngâ has defeated the final boss of , .]
[Congratulations! You have completed .]
[âGae Na-youngâs clear time for is 13 hours and 27 minutes!]
âHuff!â
Na-young covered her mouth with her hands in astonishment as she read the message that appeared before her eyes.
As she stood there, overwhelmed with emotion, appeared once again.
With tears streaming down, the old man spoke.
âFinally, I can be freed from this wretched cemetery. Of all the hero souls Iâve encountered, yours was the most⦠dreadful. Great spirit, itâs all thanks to you.â
Huh?
Suddenly, to me?
approached me, gently placing his hand on my shoulder, and sobbed quietly.
âYou have saved me.â
[Special Achievement! You have earned !]
[ will remember you in other world lines.]
Oh, there was an achievement like this?
The old man grasped my hand and shoulder, nodding his head.
âTake this wretched disaster and proceed to the next place. Another torchbearer will welcome you there.â
The advancement of artificial intelligence is truly impressive.
I admired the old manâs realistic reaction.
Meanwhile, Na-young was jumping around with joy.
Could beating a game make someone that happy?
Seeing her like that, it was clear that Na-young really loved gamesâ¦
âKyaaah! Completion reward of 5 million won! Thank you so much! Iâll move on to Episode 2 soon! I believed in you all along!â
â¦Or rather, she was obsessed with money.
Seeing her reaction, it was clear that Na-young had become a pro streamer.
I watched Na-young jump around and gave a bitter smile.
As the saying goes, the bear performs the tricks, and the owner takes the money.
This was exactly that.
-Heavy philosopher time hit hard LOL LOL
-If youâre jealous, get your own missions!
-Kan -> Shia -> Na-young???
-Succession of the throne, father.
-Next, Na-young will suck you dry and take over your big company job LOL LOL
Seeing my expression, the viewers began to mock me in the chat.
Evil Gang.
Those guys seemed to find meaning in life from my suffering.
Just as I was grappling with this sudden philosopher time, a loud donation notification popped up.
A donation of 100,000 won.
As soon as I read the message attached to the donation, I snapped out of philosopher time and nodded, my face regaining its vigor.
âDouble it up.â