BJ Archmage

9.

The first thing Midas, who finished re-charging after logging out and re-connected after five hours of continuous game, was to look around to avoid the restrictions.

Midas, who looked around so loudly, soon tilted his head.

The kids you were watching are gone.’

That the observers who had been watching him before the logout disappeared.

With all due respect, Midas was already aware of the existence of monitors.

I didn't even question the fact.

Not only are you on the point, but you've already pre-announced the Boss Monster Raid.

It would be even more strange if BJ Daemadosa was treated like a regular player.

'I purposely opened the streets, but...…'

So Midas tried to log out after deliberately shrugging off the monitors with a power race.

And normally, in such cases of missing targets, they used a method of broadening the surveillance network, with monitors spread wide.

But in Midas' eyes, there really wasn't even a single player, not a watchman.

Am I worse than I thought?’

The moment you look back on your popularity.

'No, it's not the time to care about that.

Of course, that's not what you should care about right now.

Midas lifted his head and looked at the red-light pillar in the distance.

Midas had only one thing to think about before the final stage.

'Let's focus on catching the triple head troll.'

To finish the first Boss Monster hunt.

"Let's go, boys."

King!

"Yes, Master! I'm already itching to have a brilliant legend with you today."

So, leading Lucky and Gold, Midas walked toward a pillar that only he could see.

Before long, Midas heard an alert.

[Would you like to enter the nest of the triple head troll?]

Midas answered the question.

"Yes."

Started with the answer.

[Code entered successfully.]

[Live broadcasting will begin via channel 'Rising Star']

The live broadcast that we've already announced.

10.

The number of people who make a living broadcast as a karma at GOTWORKS is beyond description.

There were so many different genres, tastes, and styles.

However, the worst things that people who make a living a career have always been the same.

If live broadcasting is just around the corner and you need to consider interruptions.

This was the case with the Rising Star channel now.

- From now on, the Revengers team will begin hunting the T-One Head Troll.

In the live broadcast room, the people gathered in there looked enchanted in front of the screen that came out through a tablet PC of an employee.

I'm in trouble, what should I do? Not even that kind of word came out.

It's just that they all spend their time in a dainty mute.

The same was true of Park.

He just tapped his head without saying anything while sitting in his seat.

Of course, Park had more questions than worries at this moment.

It's not the BJ archangel style that ends like this.’

Failure can be done.

But the BJ archipelago even failed to make something of a show.

He did not allow the spotlight to shine on others.

That was the reason.

"Everybody get ready for the show."

Park Young-joon made everyone move in a situation where everything is frozen.

"We're here to do a live broadcast today, not to watch. Everybody go to your seats!"

I gave orders and forced the staff to move.

"Let's go professional, professional!"

Professional!

The word was echoed by subordinates.

Everyone sat down, and one man, whose head began to turn, threw the question with determination.

"Is there something?"

Rather than a question, it was more like a wish, hoping that it would not be a failure.

It was because everyone knew.

'Please.'

'You can't fall down here.’

That today's failure is not just a failure.

There were many anti-fans who hated him more than fans in the BJ Grand Master.

In the meantime, he's always kept the anti-fans quiet by offering overwhelming results, but what if he doesn's not?

There's bound to be a bad story about the BJ Master.

And it would have had a bad effect on his image in any way.

'I might end the broadcast like this.’

In extreme cases, the BJ archipelago might just give up broadcasting.

You're not broadcasting for money, are you?’

In the first place, isn't BJ the Great Master already so rich?

There was no reason to be blamed and insist on live broadcasting even when there was a problem.

Furthermore, there was no force in the Rising Star Channel to force him to broadcast.

To those employees, Park said, tapping on their heads and fingers.

"It's not over as it is."

Then he stopped beating on the head and said,

"No, maybe this is the BJ Grand Master scenario.”

"Sinario?"

It was the moment.

"I'm connected to BJ Grand Master. We're starting the live broadcast.

The broadcast has started.

11.

"Hello, I'm BJ Master."

Midas looked at the chat window with a bright greeting.

A lot of viewers are coming today as well.’

A smile spread to Midas' mouth as the number of viewers went up without a break.

We got over a million last time, right? Oh, well, we're supposed to have a celebration party for that's...... huh?

Such Midas' smile began to twist slightly.

What is it?

The reason is none other than the atmosphere of the chat window.

- Don't worry too much, Master BJ.

- BJ Master, way to go! Fighting for our existence!

- Master BJ is the zx-zon-z in our hearts.

The atmosphere of the chat room was like a funeral home.

[BJ Gold Fighting sponsored $1]

[BJ Lucky Forever sponsored 1 euro.]

B.J. Motherfucker, hurry up and have a birth. sponsored by 1 won]

And the nicknames of those who send donations were all a mixture of encouragement, concern and concern.

It was like a little bit of a relief.

What's wrong with you?

an incomprehensible atmosphere in many ways

Naturally, Midas had no choice but to be nervous.

'What happened? Did you and I have a romantic relationship?’

How nervous Midas was, he even remembered the number of cases that could not have happened even if the world collapsed.

In that situation Midas spoke cautiously.

"Is something wrong over there?"

Instead of answering, the chat window filled with questions about why they asked such a question.

Midas tilted his head at the sight.

The atmosphere is like those who face each other tilting their heads and displaying question marks above their heads.

Crrrr!

What changed that mood was Lucky's alert growl, which had grown bigger than before.

"Lord, something huge is coming! I'll protect you! Trust me!"

Gold then stood in front of Midas and warned him again to protect him again.

No further warning was needed.

Kkwa- Bend!

The huge thing that shook the earth as if there was an earthquake revealed its presence.

a big fish

Crazy Arcade

Cr러r

A height of more than seven meters, three heads hanging on a sheer size of a building.

Triple-head trawl!

Midas no longer looked at the chat window with the appearance of the monster, which had never appeared before in Godworth's history.

Looking at this huge monster, he declared to the viewers.

"From now on, we will start Triple Head Troll Raid Live as pre-announced!"

At that moment, the atmosphere in the chat room began to turn into chaos.

12.

What's the surest way to catch the Boss Monster at GOTWORDS?

a swarm of people

Not all monsters, but most boss monsters could tap as many times as their heads could.

Nevertheless, there were not many cases of doing such a thing.

No one recognizes such a method as hunting.

In that sense, the twin-head trawl lads now in place could not be called lads.

"Deal in! Don't stop and keep going in!"

"Just hang in there and hang in there! With so many dealers, it's a snap!"

133 distant and close range dealers, 61 tankers, 88 healers, 282 altogether.

The number was virtually at a level that overshadowed the concept of tactical strategy.

"What's the worry when you can catch the tanks if they just make a deal!"

"You can get five healers on one tanker, so just put your head in!"

Even if you want to die, it's harder.

Even if you want to put in a deal, it's hard to put it in.

Therefore, the most important phase in targeting boss monsters was practically meaningless.

"It looks like we're going to get three paces in the near future!"

"Already?"

It was virtually impossible to gauge the dealers' deal.

"It's been a little over three minutes since Reid started, and it's going to be over. make a living by any chance I didn't expect to catch the Boss Monster this way."

a matter beyond common sense

"Wow, there are over 8,000 people in my live room!"

"I have 20,000!"

"Thank you for the donations! Thank you for tap dancing."

"Hey, they'll give you $100 for ballet with me! Anyone come! It's half a thing!"

But what was more common sense was that people were very enthusiastic about the race.

The reason was simple.

BJ Grand Master drank water.

It's not water, it's taffy.

ᄂ I knew it would be like this from the beginning of my life without prior notice.

BJ Master is practically Lucky.

The BJ Grand Master's plan has been crushed by this incident.

- This is the end of the BJ archipelago.

- You're never gonna miss a pre-announcement again?

- Aren't we supposed to catch it next time?

The failure was all the more impressive as BJ Daemado has always made absurd things a reality.

- Caught secretly or whatever, there's an indelible stain on the career.

The difference between 100 and 99 is only one point, but the difference is huge.

Surely this was a failure to hold BJ archduke back.

So people went crazy about this ridiculous boss monster race.

It's three pades!

"Now there's only 20 percent left!"

"Just pour in the deal!"

Such a race reached the last page shortly after it began.

It's time to prepare for the curtain call.

"Chutan, you were right."

Around that time a player came up to Chutan, who had planned all this, and lightly held out his fist, and Chutan said, clapping his fist with his own.

"Not a big deal."

"No, it's something no one could have done if you hadn't planned it out.”

To repeated praise, Chutan only smiled.

'Yes, that's why I got an offer.’

At that moment in Chutan's head came to mind a conversation a few days ago.

Chutan, he originally had over 200 levels of character under the guild of the explorer until a year ago.

Just playing games is enough to keep your life going.

But at the same time, he began to feel his limitations. the limit of no more than this

In such a situation, when luckily a new character card came up with a Unique-rated job, he left the explorer guild and started playing a new game.

The subsequent results were good.

Unique Rank's job and former explorer Guild, both of which were attractive enough for a one-tier guild. But again I felt the limit there.

Around that time a broker made an offer.

'With this, I'm also a second-generation Abyss Guild.’

If you grant me your request, I'll let you get into the Abyss Guild 2."

'I know it's hard to hold on.

Of course, it was extremely unlikely that Chutan, who could not withstand the explorer Guild, would survive in the Abyss Guild II.

In the first place, Abyss Guild 2 was a stage where the best players gathered to get evaluated in the first group or more in the first tier guild guild.

In fact, Chutan had no intention of staying there.

'The former explorer Guild and the former Abyss Guild 2 have never had a better career.’

All I need is a career.

'There's a $10,000 reward.'

On top of that, the broker even gave additional compensation.

'Well, that's the best, though.

Crucially, after this, Chutan will have a very good title.

'The first player to screw the BJ Master.'

A smile spread in the mouth of admiration at the fact.

It wasn't just Chutan.

Everyone began to give off an atmosphere that only those who were about to win a certain victory could have.

"Oh? What is this?"

That mood began to change when the twin-head trolls almost died.

at the beginning of one's last burst

"Is that true?"

"What?"

"Hey, I'm in big trouble! It's a dick!"

All the players who were focused on hunting reacted with surprise as if they had promised.

And shouted the same.

"BJ Grand Master's doing a Reid broadcast."

Before I could shout at the words, the counter-question and the answer came out at the same time from all over the place.

"What does that mean?"

"No, the BJ archangel is catching a twin-head troll.”

"No, not Twin, Triple! Three heads!"

"They're in Reid now!"

"BJ Lucky got cuter!"

In an atmosphere where it was no longer possible to organize, Chutan checked her chat window instead of saying anything.

Then there was an urgent chat written by his supporter.

- BJ archangel, currently hunting for the first time on a triple-head trawl.

As soon as he saw it, Chutan looked even more confused.

'Triple?'

It was the moment.

"Argh!"

"Hey, he's not dead yet!"

"Hill! Hill! Shit Hill!"

Near the twin-head trawl came the payback of the tankers selling one eye.

Starting with it, the battlefield that had been overwhelmingly carried out in an instant became a mess.

Ouch!

Crazy Arcade!

Twin-head trolls, isn't that a boss monster?

The fighter's survival instinct was strong enough to make even the middling tankers over the game at once.

There was no shortage of money to make them pay the price of paying one's attention, and those who were confirmed by the price began to fall back awkwardly as if they had made a promise. Tankers fell out, healers fled, dealers stopped the deal.

Naturally, the twin-head troll went mad at the crack.

The worst scene that a bad team player could face was unfolded.

'Crazy, what's wrong with you? What's going on?’

At the sight, Chueh-hsin looked at the chat once again.

I hope there's a comment that will help you understand the situation, with such a wish.

And his supporter posted a new chat on the chat window.

- BJ archangel, currently dancing on the golem.

At that moment Chutan gave up thinking.