God-Tier Enhancement: My Upgrades Never Fail-Chapter 134: Episode 26_Let’s Mix ’n’ Eat (5)

7.

How should this feeling be expressed in words?

"Hmm..."

The feeling when the group leader, who was leading the group project and was in charge of everything from PPT creation to the presentation, ghosts everyone the day before the presentation?

From the perspective of the other group members who trusted only that guy, it would be incredibly frustrating, and they wouldn’t see any answer on what to do. Since the group leader had done almost everything alone until now, the rest had just roughly scraped data from the internet when asked, indulging only in the credits they would get for free after the semester ended.

Although Han Simin was in a position on a different orbit from such group members.

"This is completely total trash, isn’t it?"

He was feeling it.

That if it went on like this, this expedition was doomed.

In the first place, the concept of the hunting ground itself was not suitable for such a large number of people to hunt. No, leaving aside efficiency, the format itself made the attempt impossible.

Even the Specialists, who were only three, couldn’t rest from hunting because they didn’t have spare awakening potions; how could a three-digit number of players survive here?

Retreat, or the betrayal Kenji chose, was the correct answer.

But he didn’t know it would be this fast.

’This is a perfect moment for cheese popcorn.’

He had intended to secretly visit the gold mine using Squeaker’s keen nose when the fog settled. The surroundings were roughly cleared of monsters, and when the fog covered everything, even those terrifying monsters would stop their activity.

He had thought it was worth going, enduring monsters like the Human Hunters that were just ignorantly strong in attack power.

That was postponed by a variable.

"Expedition Leader, should we just stay still?"

"..."

"Expedition Leader?"

"What the. He’s not here?"

The Expedition Leader vacated his spot in this situation?

What would happen if the other players found out about that?

Han Simin, having captured the sight of the Kenji Guild disappearing into the distance on video, smiled proudly.

’As expected, I’m quick on my feet.’

Of course, he had absolutely no intention of criticizing Kenji’s actions. It was a world where that was allowed, and if one had the confidence to handle everything, it was a game where it was okay to smack someone in the back of the head a hundred times.

In any case, people are bound to gather around those who have, and there are no legal devices to punish them.

However, there will be a problem with his image. No matter how fine he thinks it is personally.

"Get f*cked."

Han Simin, who had already drawn out in his head how he would edit the video, waved his hand to the Kenji Guild.

He must have assumed various moves even in the situation of betrayal. And prepared excuses to use this complex situation.

But this one video ends it.

He’s caught dead to rights.

A fugitive!

An Expedition Leader who abandoned the expedition and ran away!

Even if Kenji has a lot of money and excellent skills, it will become a label he cannot detach.

"Huhu. It’ll start sooner or later."

Han Simin decided to add a spoonful to that.

Since it’s come to this!

For his main hogang-nim—his VIP sucker—Kenji, he would set up the board properly.

"Because sometimes it’s better to be nuclear waste than just mediocre trash."

Han Simin, babbling as he pleased as if it weren’t his business, quietly joined the ranks of confusion.

With his broadcast turned on.

* * *

The crucible of confusion hadn’t reached the level of pandemonium yet.

"What is it? What’s happening?"

"Did he really bail?"

"If there’s no word until now, isn’t that it?"

Anyway, they couldn’t see anything. Because they didn’t want to conclude rashly.

Originally, people only see what is visible and believe only what they want to believe. If they assumed the worst situation in the current state where nothing was visible, how would they cope with the fear that would rush in afterward?

It is better to deny reality.

Still, the fortunate thing was that nothing special was happening yet.

"Everyone, are you watching? Kenji, the Expedition Leader, took his guild members and ran away."

However, a cruel voice was heard, shattering their escapism with a crash.

"Not only that, but all the players who had the awakening potions also ran away. Oh my. I cannot hold back my regret. To lure nearly a thousand players with the bait of a gold mine and then run away. It must have been a wise judgment from the Kenji Guild’s perspective, but what are the remaining players supposed to do..."

"What? Is it true? Who are you?"

"I’m one of the players who had an awakening potion. Right now, everyone from the Kenji Guild to the players who took the awakening potions has run away."

"What?"

"Oh no!"

"Crazy. Then what happens to us?"

When the fantasy breaks, naturally, only the filthy reality remains.

When Han Simin made them recognize the reality they were trying hard to ignore, hell opened up. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Sh*t. Run!"

"Where to?"

"I don’t know. Shouldn’t we run first and see?"

"No, monsters will flock here, so isn’t it better to stay grouped?"

"No, what are we supposed to do!"

Pandemonium!

Everyone was a hardcore Fantastic World player over level 40 basically, but they didn’t possess a method to deal cool-headedly with a phenomenon they were experiencing for the first time.

Leaving aside sense, would they have any memory of living their whole lives blindfolded?

Han Simin smiled satisfactorily.

And then acted.

"I don’t know what to do. First, we have to wait until the fog lifts, but in the Unknown Mountain Range, when the fog descends, the monsters..."

Rustle—

Crunch!

"Aaaack!"

"...attack like this."

At the same time, the scene where words became seeds!

As if they had been waiting, the Human Hunters barged in.

This was a situation Han Simin hadn’t intended.

But he had expected it.

’About this much.’

He pretended to run away and slipped toward the Human Hunters.

Naturally, a nearby Human Hunter pounced.

"Ack!"

Since he had switched the broadcast viewpoint to first-person, the figure of the Human Hunter approaching realistically was captured as is.

[The broadcast has ended.]

The broadcast, having sent out the necessary footage, ended leaving a lingering impression.

* * *

—pls pls.

—What. Is it over?

—Eh? I just got here and it ended immediately?

—Someone please explain what happened.

For the players who entered the broadcast late after receiving the notification, it was an absurd event beyond measure.

In the case of a broadcast with ads, one can watch the replay within an hour, but it cannot compare to the thrill of a live broadcast.

They asked the other viewers who were silent.

—Why did it end?

—Right now, the VJ is in an area called the Unknown Mountain Range where the last Chapter of Main Quest Act 2 is progressing. There was an expedition formed by the Kenji Guild, but the concept there seems a bit f*cked up. I heard from a friend who went there, something about an awakening potion? They say you have to eat that to hunt in the fog, but they say the Kenji Guild took the awakening potions and bailed as soon as the fog descended.

—Whoa.

—The VJ also ate an awakening potion and was showing the situation there on broadcast, but monsters attacked, so he probably died.

—Crazy. Isn’t the Kenji Guild total trash then?

—Yeah, they formed the expedition themselves and killed everyone who went.

—They said they’d give money if you participated, so what happens to the money then?

—Of course they have to give it. Even if they give it, the fact that they’re trash doesn’t disappear.

—Just seems like nuclear trash.

At the kind explanation, the viewers were outraged.

Even if it’s something that can sufficiently happen in a game, from the perspective of accepting it, it was a situation where they could curse as much as they wanted!

Above all, hadn’t their VJ been sacrificed!

—F*ck. Is my $100 gone because of Kenji?

—Today’s broadcast summary: Stream ended after 1 minute of ads.

—Ah man. If the stream ends, shouldn’t they cut the ads too? I watched it all and came in, but it’s off.

—Eh? What happened? Why end stream?

—One more victim here.

Han Simin’s broadcast viewer count had risen to the 4,000 range after the Fresh incident.

Just the number of people watching the live broadcast directly was that much, and the number of people waiting for someone to brief them because they didn’t have money to watch the broadcast was also enormous.

In such a situation, something like this exploded.

Since most were hardcore Fantastic World players, it spread quickly.

Through the community, and through personal connections.

8.

Whether that happened or not, Han Simin cut the broadcast at the exquisite timing and pushed the head of the Human Hunter, who was trying to sink its teeth into him from above, with his finger.

"Get lost, you bastard. You smell."

Seeing the drool dripping right in front of him, a smell worse than a sewer rushed in. Bitten by such dirty teeth, how could a person not die?

Han Simin, kicking away the guy struggling not to fall off, stood up and looked around.

As expected, pandemonium.

It was no different from before. No, if before there was Kenji shouting hope that they could somehow solve it amidst the countless people, now there were only pitiful blind people waiting for death.

If three or four Human Hunters stuck together, it wouldn’t be impossible to hunt them, but naturally, there was no way the scattered players could stop them.

It didn’t matter.

Knowing that, Han Simin had also permeated into the group cosplaying as a victim instead of avoiding the spot.

"Shall we slowly get started?"

Now is the optimal time.

A very good timing to execute the plan!

When he sent a suitable signal, the rabbits that had been hiding aligned in front of Han Simin as if they had been waiting. Even Squeaker, sitting proudly on his shoulder.

It was incredibly reassuring. Even in hell, if he was with them, it felt like he could survive.

"We move in groups of five rabbits. Got it? If you think those monsters are roaming alone, kill them instantly, and if not, run away immediately. I say this always, but the most important thing is your lives. You know, right? That if you guys die, I’ll be so sad I won’t be able to eat properly for three nights and four days?"

"Kkyu kkyu!"

"Yeah, yeah. I know it all too. Your hearts. So while moving around, priority number one is safety! Priority number two is picking up the dead players’ items well. Priority number three is killing those monsters that look easy. Got it?"

"Kkyu!"

"Good. Then operation start."

The rabbits scattered in perfect order.

At the same time, Han Simin also lifted his hammer.

He had sufficiently taken into account that the rabbits also couldn’t see in the fog.

’Still, they are monsters in name, so they won’t die wandering around stupidly just because they can’t see.’

He didn’t hope for much. They just had to pick up items lying around as they went. Since the number of dying players was high, just picking up what was kicked by their feet would result in significant profit.

He could pick up the rest.

Already, it felt like his stomach was full at the thought of becoming rich.

On one hand, watching the players dying like that, the thought briefly crossed his mind whether doing this was the right action, but...

"Just me alone won’t change anything."

Even if he stepped up, he couldn’t kill them all anyway. What if he acted out for no reason and those dozens of Human Hunters all rushed at Han Simin? His defense was weak, so if even one fang pierced him, he might be unable to move.

If he died like that, the next targets would be them again anyway.

Those who can live should live!

With that rationalization, he began to navigate between the Human Hunters and pick up items.

"Hey. Let’s Mix n Eat. You think you’re the only ones who get to feast?"