Chapter 63


August 7, 2024, sharp at 3 PM.

[Where’s the gallery owner… I’m cold…] [2]

[Didn’t they usually start the stream around 11?] [4]

[I finally understand why Yu Parang isn’t streaming.] [6]

  

[She wouldn’t really not stream, right?] [3]

[I knew this girl would do this, yeah yeah.] [4]

[Open your eyes.] [96]

[I’ll just wait.] [6]

[Wow, ㅋㅋ Still won’t drop? Tough, tough. ㅋㅋ] [4]

Yu Parang minor gallery.

That place was facing an unprecedented recession.

Why?

Because Parang isn’t streaming!

A broadcast that should have started around 11 was silent until 3 PM in the afternoon, driving everyone mad.

Moreover, there was no announcement.

Although she had made a neat return, she had a history of causing trouble.

Usually, the Yu Parang Gallery, known for its absolute positivity, was now split between skeptics and believers as it reached 3 PM.

[Didn’t they usually start around 11?]
[Author: YuGallery1]

Well, it’s not exactly set in stone, but usually she starts at 11 and comes before 1.

Isn’t there anything on the fan cafe? Like a broadcast schedule or something?

– Wouldn’t there be?

– Why wouldn’t there be, damn it?

– This is the Yu Parang you chose…

– (Open your eyes, Con)

[Now I understand why Yu Parang isn’t streaming.]
[Author: The trend is yuri]

The reason is a secret lesson with the Monster Fish teacher…

The master couldn’t find a suitable monster for today’s broadcast and ended up going to the Monster Fish teacher…

The teacher then said it was a good time and invited her to her room, which was opposite the lab… [Read More]

– Sir.

– If you don’t write more, I’ll spam your nickname with hate pics.

– Is this guy for real?

– Isn’t the teacher streaming right now, damn ㅋㅋ?

– Why is this guy even surprised?

– (Open your eyes, Con)

In this insane chaos.

[Master’s here]
[Author: Open Your Eyes]

(Hyperlink to Yu Parang’s stream and a screenshot indicating that the broadcast has started.)

(Praise Con)

(Open your eyes, Con)

– (Praise Con)

– (Worship Con)

– (Open your eyes, Con)

With Joodak’s signal, the savior appears.

Dudududududud—

The viewers who entered Parang’s stream first experienced shock.

It’s now practically routine.

Dudududududud—

Every time she starts a broadcast, half of the chat is question marks.

– Huh??

– What???

– No way, this…

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But this time, it truly was shocking.

Dudududududud—

Because this time, Parang was streaming from inside a helicopter!

And it was flying over the sea with the door wide open.

In the distance, you could hear a roar that sent chills down your spine, as if a dragon was flying around.

The sound of the helicopter’s rotors penetrated all the way to one’s eardrums.

– What the hell is this?!

– Can you at least explain??

But there were no replies.

No matter how many times they asked or for how long. Parang didn’t answer.

Only the camera perched at the end of the helicopter, taking shots of the sea.

Initially, viewers thought she was just torturing them again, but soon they realized one fact.

“Thinking about it, this is….”

Aren’t we outside the water?

And when the viewers switched to a third-person perspective, they finally saw it.

Parang’s face was bright red like a freshly picked carrot.

Ah.

Parang’s mind was a mess.

Why did she start streaming from here? She could have just gone into the water.

As mentioned before, Drake Hive is located in a very remote part of the ocean.

The closest land is the southern tip of South America, where there are more penguins than people, and the nearest warp station is the Falkland Islands, 1000 km away.

So to get to the Hive, one either has to swim 1000 km from the Falklands or take a boat or helicopter.

Under normal circumstances, she would have swum, but she couldn’t afford to be late for the broadcast.

So she took the fastest helicopter and zoomed here.

So far, so good.

Now all she had to do was jump out of the helicopter and dive into the sea, entering the Drake Hive.

But suddenly, she wanted to show the viewers her dive.

Honestly, how could she not broadcast herself diving into the sea without jumping off a helicopter with no safety gear?

So she turned on the stream and, oh no.

Words failed her.

Given that outside the water began the broadcast after the first one, Parang, who had lost touch with her senses, made a mistake.

And so, trouble!

She tried to speak, but only a whisper came out.

Watching her, the chat was already in party mode.

The atmosphere was that they already won before the broadcast even began.

Still, Yu Parang could be considered a professional streamer now. (Not really.)

Gathering courage, she tried to say something.

“I, I mean… so today is… uh…!”

She bit her tongue.

Her face, already red, nearly exploded with embarrassment.

Surely, the helicopter noise drowned it out.

But even the slightest hope of that was shattered.

The Silo speaker, with its excellent performance, blocked out all the surrounding sounds, delivering Parang’s voice in crisp quality akin to ASMR.

– It’s a festival, damn it.

– It’s time for the heroes to bring back the clips!!

It was indeed a festival.

Parang buried her face in her hands, her ears glowing crimson, betraying her state.

For about three minutes like that.

Parang, deeming she couldn’t continue like this, boldly stood up to prepare for diving.

All she could think about was getting in the water.

This dive was easy; she could do it even with her eyes closed, so no matter her state, she could manage.

Positioning herself, she prepared to dive…

– I recorded everything, wow ㅋㅋ

What?!

The recording!!

Parang, who didn’t expect that far, urgently tried to say, “Delete that!!”, but her words came out in a whisper like air escaping from a balloon.

Meanwhile, the sky showed no mercy. Suddenly, she stumbled and slipped, crashing down!

“Ugh?!!”

She fell on her butt on the helicopter floor and slid right out.

“I really hate you guys!!!”

Whoosh.

She plummeted for about 30 seconds, crashing into the water!

In a ridiculous manner, she splashed into the sea.

In the bubbles, she quickly slapped her cheeks to appear calm, but the train had already left the station.

Initially, the viewers were worried seeing Parang fall without a parachute. But, upon seeing her alive and well underwater, they sighed in relief and resumed chatting.

– ’I get sad when food is taken’ donated 5000 won! –
[Voice recording]
“Skip!!! Skip!!!!!!”

– Whoa

– Rock

– Tie

– Rock

– Me

– ’I get sad when food is taken’ donated 40000 won! –
[Voice recording]

When Parang tried to skip again, she halted at the amount.

She thought for a long time that if she received more than 10000 won and did nothing, she felt like she was committing a crime.

So, she hesitated to skip.

Meanwhile, the recorded voice files poured out Parang’s embarrassing pasts.

Parang didn’t know, but there was also a compilation on TTube.

After a while of pacing, Parang finally blocked the donations, and the proper broadcast began.

– But where the hell is this?

“It’s the Drake Strait. The sea between South America and Antarctica.”

– Isn’t that like 17000 km away from Korea?

“That’s right.”

Saying this, Parang lowered the screen.

It was a gesture she usually always did, but the viewers’ reactions were slightly different this time.

– Wow

– What’s that?

– Looks like a monster fish.

– What is it?

In the distance, something shining stood out.

It seemed very far, just barely confirming, “There’s a light over there.”

Even though it was incredibly faint, the colors were quite vibrant, so it seemed beautiful if one got closer.

The viewers’ guesses varied.

As they say, three years of training a dog allows it to recite poetry, viewers who regularly watched Parang’s streams offered reasonable opinions.

– Is that an object?

– Doesn’t it look like a monster fish?

But if there was one mistake made by the viewers, it was not realizing that ‘reason’ does not apply in this sea.

“That shining light over there is Drake Hive.”

A flood of hooks emerged in the chat.

Naturally, since the boundary of the Monster Fish layer is 700m deep, and the Hive only appears at least 1.5km down.

But where were they right now?

  

At the surface.

“Drake Hive is about 2.5 km down from here. It’s beautiful, so it should be worth the view.”

With that, she meant one could see the light of the hive located 2500m below the surface from the water’s surface.

Everyone was amazed at the wonders of the deep sea once more.

“I’m going down to take a look.”

Parang began to descend, down, down into the water.