The Villain is Too Good at Broadcasting

Chapter 89: Professor, the Progress is Too Fast (1)

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.

“No

“Why is this happening! You saw it earlier, right? It was so slow, but it gets super fast when it attacks! Isn’t this a total bug?”

– LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL .

-Legend.

-The one who suppresses hope ??.

-That’s really evil LOL LOL .

No matter how high the difficulty level of <Dark Spirit> was, this wasn’t supposed to be an episode 1 story.

Of course, it was known to be harder than the early stages of other games.

But it wasn’t supposed to be this difficult.

Na-young was wildly swinging her sword and soon found herself in a desperate fight with a monster called <Nameless Skeleton Soldier>.

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 <Bonfire Grandpa> again.

The old man looked at us as we returned and then sighed deeply.

“How much more despair will you bring to this old body? Why not just end this story…?”

“Grandpa, why are you doing this?”

Na-young looked at the old man apologetically.

The old man shed a tear and stood up.

“Don’t insult my hope like that. Are you mocking me on purpose? A hero who can’t even defeat a skeleton… The hope of this world is already dead.”

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-young’s 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.

“I am a person too, a person.”

“I’m sorry, Grandpa.”

“I will revive you ten more times. After ten more times, I will give up on this story.”

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.

“Indeed, this is the Land of Courtesy. She’s very polite.”

“……Ch

“What?”

“Don’t mess with me today. I really… can’t take it.”

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 student’s level well enough.

It was time to start the proper education.

“I’ll kindly show you, so just follow me closely. Got it?”

“I can do it too, right?”

“Of course.”

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.

<Episode 1> of <Dark Spirit> begins in the underground cemetery.

I didn’t know the story in detail.

Of course, I hadn’t cleared it either.

However, according to my research on Mitube, it was said to be ‘a story where a hero sealed in the underground cemetery awakens to save the world.’

I confirmed it through Kkumu Wiki, so it should be correct.

The old man by the bonfire was <Torchbearer>.

Just think of him as someone who helps the player and revives them.

“Alright.”

The concept of the monsters in <Episode 1> 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 Gang’s reaction showed how unbearable Na-young’s play was.

I glanced at the chat and then exhaled lightly.

And I spoke to Na-young.

“Na-young, you know that control is important in any game. Especially in virtual reality games.”

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 skeleton’s 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.

“This skeleton has a tricky pattern. So….”

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.

“This shield attack. If you get hit by it, you’ll be stunned for two seconds. You got hit by this earlier, right?”

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 parrying??

-I didn’t 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.

“How was it? Super easy, right?”

Na-young widened her eyes and replied.

“How did you do that just now?”

“Hmm.”

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.

“The skeleton raised its arm and lifted its sword. In such cases, it’s 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. How’s that? Not too hard, right?” ??

“

After a moment.

Na-young looked at me, her fists trembling, and answered.

“Are you just trying to mock me? Why are you doing this to me today?”

2.

I revolutionized the teaching method.

So, how did I change it?

“Right.”

“Ahhhhh!”

Clang!

“Stab straight ahead.”

Thud!

Grrrr…

Instead of demonstrating myself, I decided to directly coach Na-young’s 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.

“Why do the monsters look like this? This is so hard.”

Na-young was terrified of zombies.

But, thinking about it, she managed <Living Dead 2> just fine last time.

“How did you handle Living Dead?”

Na-young screamed and answered.

“That had a vanilla mode!”

Vanilla mode.

Simply put, it’s a mode that significantly reduces gore.

<Living Dead 2>, being a game made by a reputable company, naturally included such features.

However, <Dark Spirit> seemed to have overlooked that.

Or perhaps, since it’s a game with an apocalypse story as its core, they left it out on purpose.

-Total disaster.

– LOL LOL LOL I want to hit Na-young on the forehead.

– 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.

“Pull your sword back, and kick to the left at a 45-degree angle.”

“L-like this?”

Thud.

The zombie lost its balance and fell pathetically after being kicked with her eyes closed.

“Take one step forward and stab the ground with your sword.”

“Huff.”

Thud.

The fortunate part was that Na-young had a quick reaction time.

She followed my commands faithfully.

That was enough.

[‘Gae Na-young’ has defeated the final boss of <Episode 1>, <Martyr of Despair>.]

[Congratulations! You have completed <Episode 1>.]

[‘Gae Na-young’s clear time for <Episode 1> is 13 hours and 27 minutes!]

“Huff!”

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, <Bonfire Grandpa> appeared once again.

With tears streaming down, the old man spoke.

“Finally, I can be freed from this wretched cemetery. Of all the hero souls I’ve encountered, yours was the most… dreadful. Great spirit, it’s all thanks to you.”

Huh?

Suddenly, to me?

<Bonfire Grandpa> approached me, gently placing his hand on my shoulder, and sobbed quietly.

“You have saved me.”

[Special Achievement! You have earned <Savior of Despair>!]

[<Torchbearer> 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.

“Take this wretched disaster and proceed to the next place. Another torchbearer will welcome you there.”

The advancement of artificial intelligence is truly impressive.

I admired the old man’s 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 games…

“Kyaaah! Completion reward of 5 million won! Thank you so much! I’ll move on to Episode 2 soon! I believed in you all along!”

…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 you’re 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.

“Double it up.”