Chapter 271: Those who et must part (6)
“Whoa, it seems we’ve already hit 5 million viewers.”
“We are also at the top of the board for current live stream shows.”
“At the top? Wow! Really…! Thank you so much!”
This was a live stream prepared by the Mage Tower Agency (MTA) for the newborn superhumans. A fan convention or a Q&A session – whatever the na may be, it was a way of flaunting their popularity which had seen a recent spike in growth.
It was of a different scale compared to individual strears. MTA spent a trendous amount of money and even outsourced a professional filming team.
Since it was going to be on live anyway, they also invited several renowned superhuman broadcasting companies. 25 people gathered in the end just for the live stream of 4 people.
Due to the number of people, they decided to host the event outdoors at a quiet place to spare more room for the caras. It was normal for them to get nervous but the superhumans of Team White had already taken a bunch of psychological relief drugs so they faced the cara with wide smiles.
“There’s nothing special about us, so to see so many people gathered…”
“Haha. Then shouldn’t you show everyone sothing at the very least, boss?”
“Hmm, then I’ll show a bit of my specialty, ‘magic swordsmanship’ which everyone was curious about.”
“Ah, I don’t an now though. Since everyone is curious about it, please stay tuned until the end of the live show! You can see it then.”
Uhaha, they laughed.
“He’ll be a great strear.”
“That’s the only thing he’s good at~~”
While the mbers were harmoniously chatting with each other, a PD from MTA suddenly gestured towards the filming team in fright, before walking away from the site while calling sowhere.
What’s wrong with him? Did sothing happen nearby? That’s what the mbers of Team White were thinking.
[Waldo: ??? Search plzzz what is this? :O]
[なな: Nothing much? They’re putting up posts about how Team White is deceiving people…]
[青海: Please do sothing about them]
From ti to ti, strange comnts were being made on the paid comnt section. Although curious, Team White decided to ignore it for the ti being. There were a lot of comnts in the first place and it was just the opinion of the minority.
That was when the PD suddenly ran up and gestured to everyone to stop the stream.
“Uhh? Ah, one second please.”
“Please give us a second.”
One of the mbers glared at the PD, demanding for an explanation but the PD continued moving his arms with a pale face, telling them to pause the show.
“I think there is a problem with the broadcast. P, please give us a minute!”
Just like that, the show ca to a full pause. The outsourced filming crew was confused, while the mbers of Team White were even more confused. In the end, White walked up to the PD and irritatedly asked him.
“What is this all about? Sir.”
“M, Mister White. Please co here for a bit…!!”
“Like I said! What is wrong with you!”
White stopped in the middle of his furious outrage the mont he spotted the look of fear on the PD’s face. Before long, that sa expression was hanging on White’s face after they distanced themselves from the site.
“That paper airplane!”
“What…?”
“The airplane! That ‘search please’ that was put out was an SNS account na! Right now, there are posts being made that talk about Team White’s deception and fake missions but…! T, they don’t sound like utter nonsense!” The PD shouted with a pale look on his face.
White controlled his facial expression and began to furiously bla the PD instead.
“Do you believe that? Show right now!”
He snatched the device away from PD’s hands, and gazed through the posts.
[Search__Plzzz]
First reveal: Is the number of missions Team White has completed within the last 67 days 61 tis as they claim it to be?
No – it is in fact 82 tis.
An image of a docunt that was remarkably similar to the ‘mission record’ that Team White had shown to the public was attached to the post, as well as all the official schedules that Team White had carried out in between.
It looked bizarre when it was all put together. The schedule was way too tight. Even if they were cutting down on their sleep, it still wasn’t enough ti to complete all the missions that weren’t officially announced by Team White.
“This… what is the source of this docunt?”
“We are trying our best to look into it but… for now we’re not sure…”
White and the PD were unaware but the template of the docunt was one that was used within the Association. However, there was nothing on the docunt that could allow them to guess that it belonged to the Association.
The PD muttered, ‘Of course I know Mister White is not the type of person to do that…! But, the reaction of the people are…!’
There were dozens of thousands of comnts made in just a few minutes.
[??? Is this real?]
[What? They were talking about deception so I thought it would be negative but are they trying to help Team White? So Team White was working even harder?]
[Bullcrap. It doesn’t make sense. Team Mochi is publicising all their operations. They didn’t take a single break and they only have 59 missions.]
[Lol you’re comparing White with Mochi. They are on a different league so that’s no surprise haha]
[Stop uttering crap. Haven’t you seen Team Mochi’s operation video? They’re at the top of newborn superhuman teams.]
[I trust Team White. There’s no evidence in the first place]
[frfr]
[333333]
For the ti being, there was nothing on the image that proved its credibility. The PD tearily opened his mouth.
“This isn’t true, right? Right?”
“Is that even supposed to be a question?”
“R, right…?”
“Did you get scared from a single image and stop the live show? When it was at the top coming 1st from current live streams? Are you going to take the responsibility for this?”
White shalessly replied despite blood racing away from his face. In fact, he didn’t even know what his own mouth was blabbering about because even his head was turning pale.
82 tis was too accurate for comfort…
It was an extrely clever reveal. No-one other than the directly related personnel of the Association would be able to accurately tell the exact number of missions, which was 82.
But there was no reason for related personnel of the Association to get involved and threaten a newborn superhuman team, because that wasn’t what the na of the Association should be used for.
White couldn’t possibly imagine a 5th grade agent of the Association with an authority at the level of the 5 Transcendents of Chaliovan being antagonistic towards him, so he was even more confused.
It was then. White’s watch suddenly vibrated.
Soone was calling him.
After checking the number, White was startled.
[ 00 0000000000]
Both the country and the phone number were concealed. White could imdiately tell that the caller was the one behind all this and the guy was calling him directly.
His eyes turned blurry. It felt as if there was a large wound on his body, because this was how he felt whenever there was blood racing out of his body.
“T, then should we restart the video?”
“No! Please just wait for a bit! And stop fucking whingeing!”
After subconsciously swearing at the PD, White walked away and took the call.
“Who are you.”
His heart raced like crazy. No-one talked back, so White scread out the question again.
“Oi, oi! What are you huh? What are you trying to do?”
– White McDonald. Watch your tone.
A voice modified to a higher tone ca flowing out of the watch. It wasn’t any dumbfounding technique, and was just a built-in function which friends tended to use to prank each other.
“What was that, you bastard?”
– It’s already been so ti since it happened. Are you still clueless about what’s happening? What was the Tower thinking, investing in an idiot like this.
Kung. It felt as if a piece of lead dropped inside his heart. Everything felt all the more chilling and realistic, as his fingertips began to ache.
– Wake up. It’s monts away before everything you’ve built up cos crumbling down.
“W, w, who might you be… Why, why are you doing this to …”
– I warned you. You should’ve listened when you had the chance.
Only then did White rember the sponsored ssage he received a few days ago, that was written without any spaces in between. He thought it was just a ntal person writing it but…
– Just think of as a voice phisher you see in movies. Also, I have a lot of proofs but it’s up to you if you want to do anything funny.
“D, do you think you will be safe after doing this…”
– Think of your own well-being first.
“…”
He knew it was a life built on sand. When he was blinded by greed into making the wrong choice, he had worried about having to pay for it one day, but he wasn’t expecting today to be the day.
White heavily trembled.
– I’m going to make you do things and as long as you listen to my orders, I’ll end this aningless skit. I will. So you just have to reply, ‘Yes,’ to whatever I say. Understand?
“W, w, what kind of questions are you going to ask…”
The caller didn’t respond.
Why wasn’t the person saying anything? Is it because he didn’t say ‘Yes’? While White was starting to be scared from the opponent’s silence, PD shouted from the other side.
“E, excuse ! S, Sir White! Is the call important!?”
“Why! What’s wrong?!”
“The guy posted sothing new on their SNS…!”
White hurriedly looked at the new post with his watch.
[Search__plzzz]
Out of 82 missions, most of them are located all over South Arica and North Arica, and yet strangely enough, 4 were completed in East Asia.
‘Yes’?
Yet again there was an ambiguous image attached to the post and the comnts that were being written in real ti were discussing and trying to guess what that ‘Yes’ thing ant.
Those 4 operations indeed were also false missions… Gritting his teeth, White replied.
“Yes. I will say ‘yes’ only… P, p, please do c, continue…”
The guy over the watch finally continued speaking.
– You got an in-ear headphone yeah? Go and turn on the live show again.
“Sorry? Ah, ah… yes.”
Why? What was the man trying to make him do? His heart raced so fast that his vision turned hazy. From the abnormally large ntal shock, his legs lost strength and he collapsed onto the ground.
– Don’t wanna move?
“I, I, I will go right now…”
He obediently stood back up and powerlessly paced towards the site. The PD ran up and asked what was going on but White ignored his question and shook his pale face.
“Turn the broadcast on again.”
“Sorry?”
“T, there is no problem with this. S, s, so just put it on live again.”
Saying that, he returned to his seat behind the table. The mont he sat down, all the filming crew, mbers of the broadcasting companies and his comrades all turned quiet.
“What’s happening. Is it all resolved now?”
“Shut your trap. Before I rip it open…”
“Huh…?”
His comrades were shocked but White’s voice was so soft that the mic didn’t catch it.
This was in fact how their relationship was like – White was the tyrant of his one-man team. The harmonious atmosphere they showed on the outside was just for show and his comrades were also enduring through it since it was a win-win relationship for them as well.
The PD ran back to site and gave the OK sign to the filming crew and other staff.
As the show went back on live, White’s comrades gave awkward smiles while apologising to the viewers, saying that there was a problem on their end.
anwhile, a chanical voice reached White’s ears through the in-ear headphone.
– Continue what you were doing.
That sentence was extrely frightening to him.
After all this was a live stream, and the opponent was probably watching him at this exact mont.
“…Yes.”
However, there was nothing White could do other than reply with a voice that the mic couldn’t pick up.
*
anwhile, there was a brighter atmosphere covering Team Lair.
They were watching the show live through a large display screen that was inside the small office they borrowed, and they were going through Search Plz’s SNS account on their watches.
“That guy is super scaredd…!”
“Ahahaha! Did you see the guys next to him flinch just then?”
The guy they hated so much was being startled in front of a large audience in real ti. Watching that, they felt very refreshed.
Since she got the confirmation from Yu Jitae that they won’t be driven into the deepest gutters with no way to get back up, Kaeul was also able to smile comfortably.
Before long, the number of viewers hit 3 million again.
“What do you want to do? You can play with him until we blow it up,” Yu Jitae asked.
Play with him? Although their eyes sparked from the idea, the young superhumans couldn’t openly give ideas as they were still not that comfortable around Yu Jitae.
She knew how they were feeling. Because of that, Kaeul who had been hugging the baby chicken and throwing glances the whole ti, mischievously shouted to start it off.
“Tell him to pick his nose…!”
It was the dirty thing that Yeorum-unni often did.
*
And after exactly 5 seconds,
White began to pick his nose,
Live, in front of 3 million viewers.
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