The Villain is Too Good at Broadcasting

Chapter 142: Pandemonium

“Hmm, no. This Shia looks much better.”

“Why?”

“Because he looks more perverted and vicious.”

“Hahaha, I admit it.”

-??????

-Crazy basta

-Ah??

-Give me back my face!

-The humiliation genre is crazy?? What’s the product code for this?

The viewers were roaring with laughter, and I tried hard to quell my anger as I stared at the hellish scene unfolding before me.

The number of people at the review meeting, which started with seven, had suddenly swelled to eleven.

The problem wasn’t the number.

All eleven people present had perfectly recreated my face.

These crazy bastards.

Not only were they mad, but they were horribly deranged.

Moreover, they weren’t just comparing who had portrayed Shia the best.

“My panties are prettier.”

“Anyone can see these are the panties Shia always wears at home.”

It seemed like they all had the same guide because they were all boasting about their panties with my face on.

I couldn’t bear to watch the scene until the end.

Grenade.

I needed a grenade.

Where did I put my grenade?

“Excuse me!”

It was then.

One of the bastards, who was enjoying the review meeting with the others, noticed me and waved.

How did they know I wasn’t an NPC?

Moreover, that face wasn’t <Gaia Online>’s <Shia>.

It was <Streamer Shia>.

In other words, it was my face.

I temporarily put away the grenade in my hand and nodded with the brightest smile I could muster.

“What’s the matter?”

“We noticed you’ve been staring at us for a while, so we guessed you were a player, haha.”

So what?

“Could you perhaps evaluate which of us eleven best represents Shia?”

“Why should I…?”

“It’s more thrilling when a third party judges it. It’s more… exciting, you know?”

-??????????????

-Snippet time

-????? Acting like a scoundrel with that face would be awesome if Shia did it

-Jealous

-I need to learn how to customize that face today?? Gonna cause a ruckus on the GTB public server with that face??

There were no crazier perverts than these.

Please, don’t say such things with my face on.

I clenched my fist tightly and forced a faint smile, trying to stay calm.

“Shall we do that?”

If I got caught by these guys right here, this content would be ruined.

I had to find a way to get through this.

If I just ran away from this place, these guys would likely tell other participants about my appearance.

And above all, I couldn’t stand watching them do such things with my face on.

Blowing them up here would be better in many ways.

“Thank you! By the way, why are you dressed as an ordinary NPC?”

The guy with my face looked at me and asked casually.

Was he suspecting me?

Had he been doubting I was the real Shia from the start?

I needed to come up with an excuse quickly.

“Oh, I’m not really into customizations. And it’s my first time in GTB.”

“Oh! I see.”

It seemed it was just a simple question.

That was a close call.

“Oh!”

“We welcome sexy newbies.”

“Haha, I like newbies.”

“Hurry up and judge who’s the best!”

“I feel like I’m going to faint.”

The eleven Shias filled the surroundings.

They say you die if you meet a doppelgänger, so what happens if you meet eleven?

Do you die eleven times?

I kept repeating the character for patience internally as I stared at the horrific scene.

What sin did I commit in my past life to have fans like this?

“Hmm.”

They all looked the same, so it was hard to tell them apart, but there was one thing. Each had a different element.

It was embarrassing to say with my own mouth.

It was the color of their panties.

I wanted to collect evidence here and report them to the police, but I couldn’t.

Because that too had already become part of the Evil Gang’s culture.

“Wow, you all really look just like Shia.”

It was then.

All eleven of them started looking at me with suspicious eyes.

…What part made them suspicious?

“Hey.”

“Yes?”

“Why do you call Shia ‘sir’?”

“What?”

“No, in our group, we just call him Shia, so why do you call him ‘sir’? That’s not our tradition.”

Anyone would think this group had a long and proud history.

I had to avoid suspicion.

I quickly threw out an excuse.

“I’ve only been watching Shia’s broadcast for a month.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Then let’s meet separately after the event. We’ll tell you how to join the fan cafe and the rules. I’m a top instructor in Gangnam, you know?”

“Oh, yes.”

There were all sorts of crazy people.

But I didn’t know by what criteria they were judging each other’s superiority.

“What should I evaluate?”

“It’s simple.”

At the same time, all eleven pulled up their panties.

Then, as if they were one, they spoke to me.

“Please check the details.”

“You bastards.”

“Pardon?”

“Oh, nothing. There’s a dog running around back there. I don’t like dogs very much.”

I made up my mind.

I wouldn’t let these guys go easily.

After watching their antics for a while, I quickly picked up a box lying nearby.

The Evil Gang members widened their eyes and stared at me.

Have you ever felt the feeling of being watched by eleven versions of yourself?

Probably, I’m the only one in the world who has felt that.

Right now.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m curious.”

The eleven Shias asked with interest, and I answered with a smile.

“On a special day like today, it’s boring to give a plain answer, isn’t it? I’ve written down who I think is the most like Shia in this box.”

“Oh!”

“Look at the sense of style.”

“See? Fresh ideas from a cheeky newbie are the best.”

After setting the box down on the floor, I bowed to them.

“Well then, I’ll be on my way.”

They all nodded with the same grin on their faces.

“Thanks!”

“Thank you!”

“Be sure to come see us after this! We’ll be waving our hands at the end, hehe.”

Alright, I just had to take care of the ones waving their hands later, right?

I tried to maintain my smile as I walked away from them.

I had gained enough distance.

-What did you put in the box?

-It looked like you were setting something up earlier.

-But those bastards are really disgusting.

-For real,??

-What are you talking about?? you’re just as gross.

Hmm, it should be about time for it to go off now.

Just as I frowned and looked back.

BOOOOOOM!

The place where I had just been exploded into flames with a massive blast.

At the same time, the police arrived, and it turned into complete pandemonium.

Ah, that felt good.

Now I felt a bit relieved…

“Excuse me.”

Suddenly, a touch startled me, and I turned my head, only to be filled with despair.

“What’s wrong?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

“What’s going on over there?”

“I have no idea.”

Where I turned my head, a new group of <Shias> had appeared and were staring blankly at me.

Who was I, and where was this place?

Damn this world.

#### 2.

Even in this mini-game, Heosu had no intention of losing to Chan-sik.

It was Chan-sik’s fan meeting, but it was the first day <The Bad Guys> were gathering.

He wanted to make a strong impression here.

Moreover, if he could hit Chan-sik, that would be meaningful in its own way.

However, his plan fell apart just ten minutes after the game started.

At first, he thought Chan-sik had just been too lazy to customize.

But the moment he spoke, he realized he was wrong.

“Hey, Kim Chan-sik! What are you thinking…?”

“Huh? Who are you?”

“…What?”

He approached someone who had Shia’s face and outfit and spoke, but the response was unexpected.

It was Shia, but not Shia.

Heosu quickly processed this and pulled out a silenced pistol, covering the other’s mouth.

“Oh, you’re the guest… mmmph!”

“They’re all insane.”

Pshk.

After quickly dealing with the opponent, Heosu shivered as he looked around.

‘Yeah, no matter how lazy he is, he wouldn’t easily give up a game with department store gift certificates on the line.’

Nowadays, Heosu knew Chan-sik’s personality very well.

Even if he usually played games half-heartedly, he got serious when missions were involved.

Would such a guy intentionally give up?

There was no way.

After quickly dealing with the body, Heosu took a deep breath.

He had been practicing for this day every day after the broadcast ended.

He was confident he could handle people more discreetly than anyone else.

However, Heosu’s plan was soon overwhelmed by the horrific scenes unfolding before him.

“Wow, a disheveled Shia? Totally my style.”

“Haha, you’re just as bold! To perfectly express a dazed Shia!”

“Haha, catching that is amazing. You’re quite something.”

“Stop being so modest!”

-???

-What is this?

-Cerberus… hang in there.

-????????

-I wish all the Evil Gang bastards would

-Cerberus bro! Pull yourself together! You can’t lose your mind too! They say Dong-su from next door got caught and got out!

The surroundings were disgusting.

Heosu had been broadcasting for a long time and knew his career wasn’t short.

But in his long broadcasting career, he had never seen such a horrific scene.

People with Shia’s face, making disgusting reviews about Shia.

The thing he hated most about Shia was perfectly combined with disgust, showcasing the ultimate in grossness.

“Hey!”

It was then.

While two Shias were praising each other, a new Shia appeared from afar.

A Shia wearing a cat headband and cat pajamas.

He approached the two Shias and smiled brightly.

“How do I look?”

“Ohhh!”

“The quality is insane.”

“This is Neko Shia! Nyan Nyan Shia!”

Heosu felt his mind go blank as he watched.

He expected crazy people to come to a crazy person’s fan meeting.

But how crazy could they be?

The madness of these people was beyond what Heosu could endure.

Even Heosu, who had dealt with all kinds of troublemakers in both Korea and China, couldn’t withstand this level of disgust.

These people weren’t even interested in today’s prize.

It was just a meet-up.

A ‘look-thief’ meet-up, where they customized themselves to look like Shia.

Heosu, who had been staring blankly at the disgusting scene for a long time, slowly started moving.

And the three Shias, who noticed Heosu’s strange behavior, tilted their heads and looked at him.

“…Huh?”

“Meow?”

“Nyan?”

Heosu gave a defeated smile at the three Shias making strange sounds.

Then he fired the gun in his hand and shouted.

“You crazy bastards!”

The hellish GTB content for Shia and the guests had just begun.