Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast – 63
EP.63 Let There Be Light (1)
August 7, 2024, exactly 3 PM.
[ Where’s the host… I’m cold… ] [2]
[ Doesn’t she usually start the broadcast around 11? ] [4]
[ I know exactly why Yu Parang isn’t streaming ] [6]
[ She won’t just not stream, right? ] [3]
[ I knew this would happen ㅇㅇ ] [4]
[ Open your eyes ] [96]
[ I’ll just wait ] [6]
[ Wow, even now, people aren’t leaving? Stubborn, stubborn, lol ] [4]
Yu Parang Minor Gallery.
The place was experiencing an unprecedented slump.
Why?
Because Parang wasn’t streaming!
A broadcast that should have started around 11 AM was still silent by 3 PM, driving everyone crazy.
Moreover, there was no announcent.
Even though she had made a clean coback, she had a history of causing incidents.
Usually, the Yu Parang Gallery, known for its unwavering positive stance towards her, was sharply divided by 3 PM between those who believed in waiting and those who said, “I knew it.”
[ Doesn’t she usually start the broadcast around 11? ]
[ Author: YuGallery1 ]
Well, there’s no fixed ti, but she usually starts around 11 and cos on before 1.
Isn’t there a fan cafe or sothing with the broadcast schedule?
─Would there be?
ㄴ Why wouldn’t there be, damn it
ㄴ This is the Yu Parang you chose…
─(Open Your Eyes Con)
[ I know exactly why Yu Parang isn’t streaming ]
[ Author: The Trend is Yuri ]
The reason is because of a secret lesson with the monster fish Kyosooni…
The host, unable to find a suitable monster fish to show on today’s broadcast, ended up going to Kyosooni…
Kyosooni said it was perfect timing and led her to his room on the opposite side of the lab… [Read More]
─Dude.
─If you don’t write more, your nickna will get a hate image
─Are you seriously insane?
─Kyosooni is streaming right now, damn it, I was startled
ㄴ Why is this guy even startled
─(Open Your Eyes Con)
In this chaotic madness.
[ The host is here ]
[ Author: OpenYourEyes ]
(Hyperlink to Yu Parang’s broadcast and a screenshot indicating the broadcast has started.)
─(Praise Con)
─(Open Your Eyes Con)
─(Praise Con)
─(Worship Con)
─(Open Your Eyes Con)
With the signal from the admin, the savior appeared.
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Dudududududu-
The first thing viewers did upon entering Parang’s broadcast was to be shocked.
By now, it was almost routine.
Dudududududu-
Every ti she started a broadcast, half of the chat was filled with question marks.
─Huh??
─What????
─No way, this is…
But this ti, they had a genuine reason to be shocked.
Dudududududu-
Because this ti, the place where Parang started her broadcast was, unbelievably, inside a helicopter.
A helicopter flying over the sea with its door open.
In the distance, there seed to be a dragon flying around, as faint roars that made their hearts pound could be heard.
The propeller noise was so loud that it pierced through and reached their eardrums.
─What the hell is this
─At least explain
But no answer ca.
No matter how many tis they asked, no matter how many minutes passed, Parang didn’t respond.
She just sat quietly at the edge of the helicopter, with the cara filming the sea.
At first, the viewers thought she was tornting them again, but then they realized sothing.
‘Co to think of it, this place…’
Isn’t it outside?
And when the viewers switched to a third-person view, they finally saw it.
Parang’s face, as red as a freshly harvested carrot.
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‘Ah.’
Parang’s mind was in turmoil.
Why did she start the broadcast from here? She should have just done it in the water.
As ntioned before, Drake Hive was located in a very remote part of the sea.
The nearest land was the southernmost tip of South Arica, where there were more penguins than people, and the closest warp station was on the Falkland Islands, 1000 km away from the Hive.
So, to get to the Hive, one had to either swim 1000 km from the Falklands or use a boat or helicopter.
Normally, she would swim, but she couldn’t afford to be too late for the broadcast.
So she took the fastest helicopter and flew over.
Up to that point, everything was OK.
Now, all she had to do was jump out of the helicopter, dive into the sea, and enter Drake Hive.
But suddenly, she wanted to show the viewers her diving from the helicopter.
Honestly, how could she resist broadcasting herself diving into the sea from a helicopter without any safety equipnt?
So she started the broadcast, but oh no.
She was speechless.
Except for her first broadcast, she had always started underwater and ended outside, so even she had beco desensitized, leading to this mistake.
Thus, she was in trouble!
She tried to speak, but only a faint voice ca out.
Watching her, the chat was already in a festive mood.
It felt like they had already won before the broadcast even started.
Still, Yu Parang could be considered a professional broadcaster by now. (Not really.)
She took a deep breath and tried to say sothing.
“Uh, um… so… today… hyak!”
She bit her tongue.
Parang’s face, already red, swelled up as if it were about to explode, turning crimson.
Even the small hope that her voice might have been drowned out by the helicopter noise was shattered.
The high-performance Silo speakers imdiately canceled out the surrounding noise as soon as Parang opened her mouth, delivering her voice in ASMR-level clarity.
─It’s a festival, damn it
─It’s ti for the heroes to clip this!!
─It was a festival.
Parang buried her face in her hands, with only her beet-red ears hinting at her state.
She stayed like that for about three minutes.
Realizing she couldn’t continue like this, Parang boldly stood up and prepared to dive.
All she could think about was getting into the water.
This kind of dive was sothing she could do with her eyes closed, so even in this state, it should be easy.
She got into position and dived…
─Got the recording, haha
─What?!
─A recording!!
Parang hadn’t anticipated that and tried to stop mid-dive to say, “Delete that!!” but her voice ca out as a faint whisper.
To make matters worse, the sky was indifferent. Trying to stop suddenly, she stumbled and crashed!
“Ugh?!!”
She landed on her butt on the helicopter floor and slid out, ejecting herself.
“I really hate you all!!!”
Swoosh.
She fell for about 30 seconds and then splashed into the water with a loud thud!
She tried to act nonchalant by slapping her cheeks quickly amidst the bubbles, but the train had long since left the station.
Initially, the viewers were alard, thinking, “What???” as they watched Parang fall without a parachute, but seeing her alive and well in the water, they sighed in relief and resud their teasing.
─’DepressedWhenFoodIsTaken’ has donated 5000 won! –
[ Voice Recording ]
“Skip!!! Skip!!!!!!”
─Boo
─Rock
─Close your eyes
─Rock
─
─’DepressedWhenFoodIsTaken’ has donated 40000 won! –
[ Voice Recording ]
Parang tried to skip again but hesitated at the amount.
She had always thought that staying silent after receiving a donation of over 10000 won felt like committing a cri.
So she couldn’t bring herself to skip it and hesitated.
anwhile, the recorded voice file spilled out Parang’s dark past.
Unbeknownst to Parang, there was even a compilation of these on T-Tube.
After a long while of fidgeting, Parang finally blocked the donations, and the proper broadcast began.
─But where is this place?
“It’s the Drake Passage. The sea between South Arica and Antarctica.”
─No way, it’s 17000 km away from Korea
“That’s right.”
Saying so, Parang lowered the cara.
It was sothing she always did, but the viewers’ reactions were a bit different this ti.
─Wow
─What’s that?
─Looks like an monster fish
─What is that?
In the far distance, sothing glowing could be seen below.
It was so far away that it was barely visible, just enough to confirm that “there’s a light over there.”
Nevertheless, the colors were quite vivid, and one could easily guess that it would be quite beautiful up close.
The viewers’ speculations varied.
As the saying goes, even a dog can recite poetry after three years in a school, so the viewers who had been following Parang’s broadcasts each offered reasonable opinions.
─Is it an object?
─Doesn’t it look like a monster fish?
But the viewers made one mistake: they didn’t realize that in this sea, “reason” didn’t apply.
“That light you see over there is the Drake Hive.”
The chat was imdiately flooded with hooks.
It made sense because the boundary of the abyssal layer was at 700 ters below sea level, and the Hive appeared at least 1.5 km down.
And their current location?
The surface.
“The Drake Hive appears about 2.5 km down from here. It’s very beautiful, so it will be worth seeing.”
So, she was saying that the lights of the Hive, subrged 2500 ters below, could be seen from the surface.
Everyone marveled once again at the wonders of the deep sea.
“I’m going to dive down.”
Parang began to dive deeper and deeper.
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