NOVEL WEB Chapter 735
It was May of last year.
I was mentally and physically exhausted from six days a week of broadcasting and training for the National Exchange Tournament.
Heart and body.
After a tough physical training session, one could at least feel the Runner’s high, that is, a sense of euphoria.
However, the mental stress from broadcasting didn’t lead to an outpouring of endorphins, no matter how much I endured it.
Most of the stress stemmed from trying out new games.
[What the aaaah! Why, why, why! Are you guys telling me to ride a snake?!]
Right before crossing the finish line, I heard a viewer’s comment and ended up crashing down to the Primordial Village.
[This is a trap. Just ignore it and go in naturally. What the heck! Ha…!]
I jumped into the portal and found myself put back a few stages in the game.
[Left foot, left foot, left foot… right foot, right foot! Hah… can’t we just butcher them all?]
I even had experiences controlling a unicorn that couldn’t walk properly due to a glitch.
– So trash~ He~eart!
– Back to the Primordial Village again, lol!
– I feel like I’ll break the unicorn’s horn, lol!
– NoName is so bad at games~
– You’re going too fast. Slow down, slow down.
– Oh, that’s not how you swing a hammer!
The period that viewers often referred to as the “golden age” felt like my “dark age.”
[Not that I’m naturally good at every game from the start… Just bear with it, even if it’s frustrating.]
Especially, the comments that nitpicked were the kind that you couldn’t just ban recklessly.
The hecklers that originated from trash games were gradually crossing the line and starting to meddle in League of Legends and Wagal as well.
– Hometown return instinct, lol!
– That was pretty much bronze, Na-me-na-me-ya.
– What the heck is this kid move?
Although I could endure a lot, I absolutely couldn’t stand the backseat gaming with Wagal.
[Then you guys try it. I’ll show you how well I play.]
At that moment, I got carried away and lost control while bashing the viewers.
Filled with self-loathing, I had to stop after five matches, leading to the end of NoName’s backseat gaming content.
“It’s been about a year, right? I’m back for Season 2. We’ll progress with Wagal, Armory, and League of Legends, one at a time. Please come to the American server.”
– Our boss has gone mad!
– It really was a chaotic live stream, lol!
– Is it possible to see the legendary NoName is a brat?
“And by the way, last time I did it carelessly, but this time I’ll make sure to do it right.”
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[Cooperative Agreement for Legal Backseat Gaming and Commentary Content]
1. Contract Parties
2. Purpose of Contract
3. Definition and Procedure of Content
4. Agreed Items
4.1. Regulation of Intensity
4.2. Safe Word
4.3. Content Sustainability
4.4. Protection of Streamer Rights
4.5. Viewer Responsibilities
5. Dispute Resolution and Disclaimer
6. Others
[Sign and Consent]
“Those three selected, please fill out the contract and come back!”
[‘Eucalyptus’ donated 10,000 won!]
– Is someone gonna die today?
“Cough cough. Hehe, who knows?”
* * *
Everyone has desires they wish to unleash.
Artists long to express their inner emotions through color and form.
Writers have the urge to weave the stories in their minds into words to share with the world.
Perhaps beneath it all lies a longing for recognition from others.
Wishing for one’s uniqueness to resonate with someone and ultimately be acknowledged.
Establishing oneself as a valuable existence.
The Imperial Palace, Academy, Magic Tower.
Having been discarded in a three-hit combo, my self-esteem was at an all-time low.
I was utterly inexperienced in human relationships.
A girl who had just passed her puberty took a young boy as her disciple.
A wicked witch relentlessly lambasted a pure warrior, driving him to the brink.
I too harbored the desire to meddle with others’ lives.
Looking back, I think I was a great teacher but maybe not such a great educator.
“Ugh… Am I the thief right from the start?”
“No! I’m an object hunter who helps the team!”
“Hmmm. Uncle seems to enjoy being talked about behind his back at work.”
“Huh? Why?”
“The team members already cursed you ten times. I heard it through eavesdropping.”
– Hahahahaha!
– “What are you gonna do about it?” lol!
– CEO’s privilege, whoa!
– Golden Shield… No, Golden Na-me! Whoa!
– Thief protection group Adella wailing in hell, lol!
└ Didn’t die!
– NoName is a brat already, lol!
“Phew. I feel nervous in front of Na-me.”
“Relax. Not being able to play is no crime. You just have to catch some flak from 100,000 people.”
“Guess I’ll survive.”
“Right? Apologize to Earth.”
“Huh? What did I do wrong? We haven’t even started yet, Na-me! Calm down.”
“Ah, sorry. It’s just that it’s been a while since I did this content, so I’m struggling to control my strength.”
– Pro-commenter NoName, lol!
– Why does the guy sound so aggrieved?
– NoName ← Just likes pure criticism.
– The moment you chose a thief, you’re guilty from the start.
[Arseria Moonlit Forest]
A battlefield where trees obscure visibility.
[All troops, charge!]
The NPC commander drew his sword and signaled.
“Wait a second. I’m a thief, but do I need to buy a cupcake…? Are you hungry?”
“Puh! Ah, no!”
“This isn’t a playground, so buy a trap and run to the ruined cathedral.”
– Asking if someone is hungry out of the blue, lol!
– Does a thief really need to buy traps?
– You could die by getting hit by archers in the forest, so obviously you have to clear the visibility.
– So these are the ones that backseat game in NoName’s stream?
However, the Korean viewer was actually following my words pretty well up until the early game.
It’s tough for a thief to shine in a forest map, but they’re not capable enough to sink a smoothly sailing ship.
But accidents happen at any moment.
“Enemy patrol is coming.”
“Oh, let’s distract them so they can’t join the main force!”
“Yes! If you want to die!”
“Ah!”
[It’s an enemy!]
NPC soldiers increase their level every time they respawn.
The thief, deep in enemy territory, is in the most dangerous zone.
[Catch them! We can’t let them escape!]
The patrol began quickly ascending the mountain.
The thief, finally stripped of gear, ran as if he were dying.
“Ugh!”
The level difference quickly caught up to him, leading to his demise.
He sacrificed himself for the team to engage in a 5v6 skirmish.
The thief even lost the buff he had saved up. The game became significantly unfavorable.
“No matter how hard life is, you can’t commit suicide, Uncle. You have to think about your wife and children.”
“Haha… Na-me, I’m single.”
“Oh, so you’ve been divorced?”
“No.”
“What about the children?”
“I don’t have them!”
“Did you lose custody?”
“I’ve never been married!”
“How could that be… Your girlfriend must be sad. Don’t postpone the engagement too much.”
“I don’t have a girlfriend, you know…!”
“Alright, I won’t press on since you’re embarrassed.”
– To be honest, isn’t this murder? lol!
– No, how many times are you stabbing away? lol!
– Is this pure evil from a child?
– It’s so brutal I can’t watch anymore.ㅠㅠ
– Just made one misstep in getting attention.
“Let’s go recover. This actually works in our favor. In this war state, a thief has plenty of room to shine.”
“Right? I suddenly feel energized, Na-me!”
“Someone who’s been robbed knows how to rob well, uncle; let’s go plunder another wife. First, let’s pin the coordinates to Zeke’s pond.”
“Yeeah?”
“Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m talking about the buff gadget.”
If there’s no buff gadget, there’s no way to break through the ranks.
Rather, the thief must die five times to steal the debuff gadget from the second objective.
“Why five times?”
“Ugh.”
“?”
– Hahahaha!
– That’s a real sigh, lol!
– If you wait any longer, the guardians will end the game, lol!
– Ugh, sweet potatoes!
– This is just frustrating at another level.
The thief respawned and jumped back into action.
The viewers were desperately trying to grind their feet to avoid backseat gaming.
Enemy players started popping out here and there.
It seemed they were trying to block the only variable—the thief.
However…
Bang-!
The thief was knocked out by one heavy attack from the Shield Knight.
“Wow… but just now, it looked like Maria or some deep-sea creature. Uncle seems to be ugly like an anglerfish too.”
Not only were his reflexes lacking, but his attack was also clumsy.
“That’s not how you’d use Ustimos’s dagger skills…”
“Nice cock-up, well done.”
“Is the mini-map just for decoration? It feels empty, doesn’t it?”
“Heh, Uncle, how could you not break through once? Are you really a thief? You’re not Hong Gil-dong, the generous one!”
– In the end, 0/7/0 entry, lol!
– Wow, I’m really gonna develop a hatred for thieves.
– This isn’t acting but genuine skill… it can’t just be an act.
At last, I had no choice but to voice my true criticisms about the thief.
From deep within my guts, a heated air rushed forth.
“Game is trash~♥. Quit Wagal~♥. Delete your account~♥. Go do something nice for your parents in real life~♥. As the CEO of Wearsoft, it’s my command~♥.”
– Waaaaaaaaa!!!!!
– For Na-me’s brat!
– I can’t believe I’m hearing this from an active elementary school kid, lol!
– I’ve lived enough of my life.
– I melt just hearing Na-me’s voice…
– Wait, is this a career advancement? Why are you so good? lol!
– From now on, I can’t watch virtual YouTuber streams, lol!
– In this world filled with fakes, the arrival of the ‘real’!
– An elementary schooler inflicting five times the damage, damn, lol!
As I popped a peppermint, it felt like ice water cleared my throat.
Maybe it was due to the recent immersion in erosion techniques from Mexico, but it became hard to hold back my instincts.
If only there was Klaus to take the hearts out without any questions.
Pushing it all onto the viewers felt so refreshing.
“Grahhh! Don’t just backseat game, help me out!”
“I’m just shocked I’m still alive in the game! Uncle, do you need help?”
“Quick…!”
“Hmmhmhmhm. You viewers better be watching closely. If you want to backseat game, you’ve got to do it like this.”
I spread the mini-map wide.
Battlefield analysis happened in a flash.
If you take, you must also give.
“Two enemy scouts on the ridge at 3 o’clock. Set a trap right away and retreat.”
“There’s a main force of enemies digging in. Look at the mini-map. Get a detour in 10 seconds.”
“Join forces with our team’s Paladins who’ve respawned at 6 o’clock. Smoke cover is fine. Block the archers’ line of sight before joining the main force.”
“The 3rd Holy Grail buff gadget is at 8 o’clock. The Shield Knight is guarding it. It’d be best to attack once and then retreat. You absolutely cannot die alone here.”
“30 seconds until the enemy healer respawns. We must finish plundering that debuff gadget within this time?”
“Let’s go all in and engage! Even if it leads to death, throw yourselves into it and initiate first!”
“Uncle, I survived, amazing…! Chase down the patrol fleeing at 4 o’clock to plunder. Keep marking for joining.”
“It’s fine, just go! Don’t keep emphasizing how you did well when you haven’t accomplished much!”
“Target the World Tree, target the World Tree! Ha, it’s over.”
The World Tree collapsed.
With all my abilities, I barely raised a loose soldier to do one job.
A surge of heat and muscle soreness crashed over me like a wave.
“Haah, haah. How about it? If you’re not going to say anything nice, you’re banned from backseat gaming in my room from now on.”
However, the warm feeling in my head created a strange sense of fulfillment that kept my heart racing.
It felt like the god of war was right there with me.
* * *
[Cold virus outbreak in Fort Worth Athlete Village, NoName skipped public training due to ‘cold symptoms’]
└ Na-me’s health is so trash~♥ Always take care not to overdo it and rest well~♥
└ Na-me-chan is gonna overcome a mere cold, right~♥? Get well soon and come back~♥
└ Cold? You fainted over just that~ Trash~♥ Actually, I’m really worried, so I’ll wish you a speedy recovery~♥
└ Fort Worth Athlete Village management is trash~♥ If you don’t want to die, take care of Na-me properly~♥
└ Why are the comments running wild again?
└ NoName’s brat doesn’t even know, trash~♥