"Good work, everyone!"
"You all did great!"
With applause, the second day was coming to an end.
The cheers that had filled the room were gradually dying down, and the participants—over a hundred of them—began to disappear one by one, leaving behind faint glowing fragnts of light. To be precise, they logged out of the session.
It was now less than a week until the qualifying ranks opened. The scrims were becoming increasingly intense, and only the top 100 out of the thousands participating would earn a ticket to the Korea Selection Match.
Given the large number of people, their destinations converged in a few directions, though they were not identical. Those who weren’t selected or were uninterested quickly left the room, while those picked up by the professional gars—about fifteen on average per session—headed to newly created private sessions.
And among them, today’s session—hosted by SSM.
Yujin, who had received nurous questions from the professional gars in that room, as always, used Dice, an SSM pro gar she had recently t by chance, as a shield to execute a flawless defensive maneuver.
In short, as usual—she managed to escape, leaving behind a flood of curiosity from others about how the two had beco so close and when they had even t.
And so, once again, back in Dice’s private booth.
The two had grown quite comfortable talking with each other by now.
"…I’m not doing this tomorrow, no way. My head was pounding all day during today’s scrim. Yujin, how on earth do you have so much stamina?"
"You need to push yourself harder. Try to find ti for so cardio."
"It’s easy to say…."
Thud.
Her golden hair splayed out across the desk as she slumped down, face first.
The scrim that followed the three-hour long hardest difficulty mission was a grueling marathon. Dice had expected it to be just a regular practice session, but things didn’t go the way she had hoped.
Of course, saying things didn’t go as planned is an understatent—the entire session was a desperate struggle for survival.
No one but Dice knew this, but that player, Yujin, had carried the entire hardest difficulty mission, and then, in the SSM scrim that followed, she didn’t miss first place in nearly 17 out of 25 matches, just like she had done at Xi the previous day.
Is she even human?
That question was on the tip of Dice’s tongue, but she held it back—partly because of what they had been through together, and partly because it would be impolite.
Moreover, considering the possibility, Yujin might actually be one of those "Awakened" individuals often rumored about. Given her seemingly endless stamina and superhuman strength, that explanation seed more plausible.
But that wasn’t important right now.
This was a kind of… personal debriefing ti.
"So, do you think that training thod worked?"
"Well… I think it helped sowhat today. It’s not that my reaction speed improved, but it was a brutal fight…."
"Survivors are the strong ones."
"You know, I think I heard sothing like that in my head during the match."
"Oh dear, you should see a doctor."
Whose fault do you think that is… Dice couldn’t bring herself to say it. She was the type to shrink into a corner and sulk like a scolded pet rather than complain outright.
But aside from that, Yujin was an absolute enigma. What had she done to gain such skills? What kind of training did she go through to deliver these consistent results without any fluctuations?
The fact that she revealed none of this was what made it so frustrating.
And of course, there was one more headache-inducing issue with her.
"Ah, about that short-term contract proposal you ntioned last ti. I think I can give a positive response. If possible, could you pass the ssage to the AP division? I don’t have any other way to contact them."
"…Yujin, you’re truly unpredictable in every way."
"Just think of it as a personal interest."
It was hard to say, but she was utterly unpredictable.
Maybe she was right—if not driven by personal interest, her actions were inexplicable. From Dice’s perspective, it was a good outco, but whether Yujin would feel the sa way was uncertain.
Several screens floated into view.
What was displayed was a part of the day’s gaplay video that wouldn’t be released to the public until later—this was a privilege close to being a perk of being a professional gar.
On the screen, Yujin and Dice’s gaplay was shown. One side was relatively composed, while the other struggled more than usual today, but still, their skills were undeniable.
Even when Yujin self-destructed, becoming a storm that annihilated everyone nearby and eliminated herself from the session, she still consistently ranked at the top.
In the end, her reputation as a professional gar was well-deserved.
It’s just that Yujin, who had appeared out of nowhere, was exceptionally abnormal.
"…Well, anyway, that’s good news. Today’s scrim proved that you’re not just a one-day wonder, so everyone will be eager to work with you now. Our side will be thrilled."
"That’s a relief."
After a brief silence, Yujin added,
"I read through the contract, and there didn’t seem to be any major issues… I won’t always have a lot of free ti, but I’ll do what I can. I can’t say I’m confident in teaching others, though."
"You say that, but I bet you’ll do just fine."
"Haha…."
All that followed was an awkward laugh.
[General Chat] Yujin is streaming now!!!
Let’s goooo!!!
[All Comnts][In Order of Posting]
Nonsense, Yujin went to the U.S. to go pro. ㄴ[Author] Nooope, she’s back~~~
After waiting for Yujin for what felt like 13 years, her fans are finally winning. I’m going to celebrate like crazy!
Damn, it’s only been two or three days without her stream, but I missed her so much. ㄴIt’s called love.
Nice, as soon as I join, people are begging her to talk about the scrim. LOL
"…Ah, hello, everyone. Long ti no see. If it were possible, I would’ve stread the scrim, but unfortunately, I’m only able to co back now. How has everyone been?"
-How do you think we’ve been? It’s been three days without a stream, and we’ve been waiting like crazy for you. Please, stream, play Dark Zone, and talk to us!!
-Teacher, we are not associated with this crazy person.
-Lol, she’s gonna run away as soon as she sees the donations coming in.
-Fact: We’re all going through withdrawal.
-The chat is like 20% people and 80% crazed dogs. LOL
-Oh, co on, stop whining. We’re here to have fun~~~
….
Uh….
The chat is an absolute ss. It’s not like my streams have been anything special so far, and I haven’t even interacted with viewers much… so why are nearly 7,000 people going wild?
I did say three days ago that I’d be taking a break to prepare for the scrim and do other things, but I didn’t expect this kind of chaos.
Honestly, I was a little, just a little, taken aback.
The reason I turned on the stream today wasn’t to do anything special, but rather to announce that I’d be setting up a personal community on Tricky for more effective updates.
But the mont I started the stream, the chat exploded with questions about the scrim. After taking so ti to go through the ssages, most of them were about how I managed to win 15 matches in a scrim with pro players.
To be blunt, this was it:
"I knew you were good, but I didn’t know you were this good."
That’s what most of the comnts and donations were saying.
Since things had already escalated to this point, I figured it wouldn’t be wise to downplay it—of course, that didn’t an I was going to start bragging either.
I decided to just keep it simple and say what I could.
"Looks like there are a lot of questions about the scrim… To be honest, it just happened that way. I didn’t expect to win 15 matches either. But I did die about eight tis. There were a lot of really skilled players."
Wow, lolololol.
She must be really good if she managed to get killed 8 tis while being a Terminator lolol.
No need for any other explanation, ‘I died 8 tis’ sums it up perfectly lololol.
Is this… the future of AP soloing? So solid!
She fought an armored vehicle 23 tis and won 8 tis. LOL.
The exaggeration… is way too much.
I don’t know when it started, but to them, I was no longer just another player—I was now being treated like so kind of walking tank.
As I was trying to figure out how to best describe the skills of the other players who participated in the scrim, everyone just seed to accept the fact that I got killed a few tis.
Of course, it wasn’t exactly sothing I could argue against.
So I decided to let it slide, even if it left feeling a bit awkward.
"…Anyway, that’s how it went. And I’ve received a lot of offers after this scrim, but I’ve declined them since I don’t have any plans to go pro. I can still participate in tournants as long as I et the requirents. So I guess I’ll show up as an independent…."
Is it true you got five wildcard offers this ti?
"Yes. But as I said, I turned them down."
And naturally, this led to a huge uproar.
But what could I do? After all, this was a personal choice.
To prevent the conversation from getting stuck on this topic, I quickly changed the subject.
"But since I’ve started streaming, I’d like to take a break from Dark Zone for today and have a lighter chat. Also, I have so news for you all."
Oh?
What is it? Sothing big?
Sothing big is coming, everyone get ready!!!
Oh, co on, nobody here is really expecting anything big, right?
Honestly, I’m not expecting much (getting my heart ready to be blown away).
"It’s nothing major… But I’m planning to set up a personal board on Tricky where I can post updates when I’m not streaming. There will also be a Q&A section, so if you have any questions about , feel free to use it."
But then…
I knew it, damn it, I knew this was going to happen lololololol.
"…Is there a problem?"
I didn’t even say you could expect anything big.
Anyway, the chat was going crazy by itself—predicting the behavior of viewers and actually steering it are two different things, and frankly, it was chaos.
The chat was already flooded with people taphorically lying down in surrender.
I kind of get it. I can’t say much because of personal reasons, but from their perspective, it probably feels like they’re constantly being… well, let’s say "teased."
But that’s that, and this is this.
I don’t forgive those who disregard the strear’s perspective.
I decided to try out a technique Harmony had taught .
"…Since there are so many heartfelt comnts today, let’s cool things down a bit with a relaxing ga. Once things calm down, we can talk more."
Slide.
And the screen that appeared before ───
For crying out loud, teacher, what did we do wrong???
"It’s just my way of helping you let go of your obsession and find so peace of mind."
Jump Master.
Sotis, one topic needs to be quelled with an even bigger one.
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