Chapter 35
Last Exit.
Shortened to LEx.
This game has several different playstyles.
Some players are knight types who push through enemies with powerful gear,
while others are snipers who assassinate users from high ground with long sniper rifles,
and there are hunters who group up to hunt users traveling alone.
But Wayo fit none of those categories.
If I had to force a label, I'd call him a priest.
After all, doesn't he faithfully guard one spot while waiting for the Lord's gift?
“Waiting for the Lord~”
Lying flat on the floor, I hummed the hymn my mother used to sing while vacuuming.
-Wow, this guy is seriously
-Camping is fucking disgusting, Wayo
-Aren't you bored?
“Huh? You wait forty minutes for matchmaking, and you're bored waiting for this?”
As I said that, I inspected the gun I'd just looted from my opponent.
Hmm, the modding is slick.
And they loaded it with good ammo too.
-Is that so..??
-Matchmaking has gotten a little shorter now
-It's thirty minutes, though
“It still takes a long time. Oh, and is there any way to fix this ping?”
The matchmaking time was gradually getting shorter, perhaps because the game company was working on it.
But the game itself had started stuttering more and more.
For reference, Wayo had bought an ultra-high-end computer a year and a half ago, so if he was lagging, it was a server issue.
-You need to use a VPN suited to the server;;
-You don't have a VPN?
-Subscribe to one while you're at it
“Tsk, that's a hassle.”
The game server was unstable, and I was supposed to find a VPN?
What kind of nonsense was that….
-If you don't like it, just do itㅋㅋ
-Please get disconnected while camping
“...I can't get disconnected.”
Well, if I waited thirty minutes for matchmaking and then spent another twenty minutes camping, I couldn't afford to get disconnected.
I should look into a VPN separately.
“More importantly, shall we start looking for the quest item and extract?”
Anyway.
I had camped long enough, so I stood up.
Has everyone escaped already?
I couldn't hear a single gunshot anymore.
-Please die
-You camping bastard..
-Please don't tell people you're Koreanㅠㅜㅠ
“Why not? I'm a proud Korean.”
Isn't camping our uniquely Korean tactic?
What? It isn't? That's unfortunate, then.
-Get out of our countryㅗㅗ
-Please immigrate;
-Do you really enjoy playing like that??
“Of course I do. Can't you see my gun?”
Just look at this smooth barrel and these stylish attachments.
It was the gun belonging to the user I'd just killed by camping.
How could I not camp after seeing this?
“Hehe….”
It had been a full week since I started playing LEx.
I was completely used to the game now.
I faithfully guarded my spot, collected the Lord's gift when it descended,
then, once it seemed like enough time had passed, I completed the quest and left.
What a beautiful pattern.
Thud, thud.
“A new morning dawns~”
Humming a hymn as if I were in my own home, I stopped in front of an alley.
-? Why'd he stop?
-You can do the quest in that building
“The thing is.”
Click.
Without hesitation, I pulled the pin on a grenade and tossed it into the alley.
Then....
Pat-pat!
Footsteps sounded inside, and a duo immediately came rushing out.
The camping duo searched for the grenade thrower the moment they came out, but.
I was already lying flat on the ground.
“Go to the Lord's side!”
[Bang! Bang-bang-bang!!]
Flames burst from the muzzle, and both of them collapsed straight onto the floor.
-Wow
-What is this??
-How'd he know??
“Because it's a camping spot.”
How many times had I profited from that spot?
There was no harm in being careful.
-Camper-on-camper, fuckㅋㅋ;;
-Wow, but his aim is insaneㄷㄷ
-Why the hell does this guy camp with skills like that??
“I didn't want to play like this from the beginning, either.”
But what could I do? The game itself treated waiting as an art form.
I was simply a smart user who played in accordance with the game company's philosophy.
-Why did he suddenly get so smart??
-This isn't the type of guy he used to be
-This bastard can never stand seeing another user have a good time..
“What are you talking about? I was always a genius.”
Didn't I prove it in the Sherlock game?
Just how much of a genius Wayo was.
“Phew.”
After blowing on the smoke from the muzzle to cool it, I approached the corpses.
“Both of them have pretty decent gear.”
Their bags are big too, so taking all this is going to be quite a chore.
-RIP..
-Why did they have to run into a Satan-worshiping demon like him..
“Tsk, what are you talking about? More importantly, it looks like I'll hit the weight limit....”
Having too much to take was a problem too.
I was wondering whether to use the strength injector I'd brought along just in case when.
[Bang!! Bang!!]
[Ugh!]
Gunshots rang out right beside me, and my character's vision shook.
[Bang-bang-bang!!]
I immediately spun around and blasted the head of whoever had attacked me.
[Ghk!]
It was practically a predictive shot, but fortunately, the opponent was caught by it and collapsed onto the floor.
“Phew, phew. Wait, there were three of them?”
What a vicious bastard. Had he hidden until his ally died?
“I almost died, you bastard.”
I wrapped a bandage around the body part whose health bar had turned red and gave the corpse a little kick.
That first shot nearly killed me.
Still, my armor was sturdy enough to save me.
Long live Class 5 armor plates.
The original owner had died with his legs shredded by trash ammo, though.
-? No
-You're fucking good, you bastard
-You actually survived that?
-Are you hacking??
“Yeah, I used a little. Am I not allowed to use it?”
-??
-?
-??
-Is that for real?
“I'm insanely good at hacking.”
-?
-Streamer Wayo.
-ㄵ;
-ㅗ
-After all that camping, your sense of humor is fucked too;
“Why are you talking like that?”
Grumbling, I looted the corpse of the user I'd just killed as well.
Judging by the numbers, I couldn't carry everything even if I used the injector.
“Which one was expensive again….”
So I picked out only the valuable gun parts and stuffed them into my bag.
Fortunately, I hadn't picked up any junk while camping, so I could somehow cram it all in.
-Greedy bitch..
-How many kilos does that bag weigh?
-Fuck; he killed four users
-At this point, let him keep some gear so the wrecker can recover itㅠ
“A wrecker? Oh, right.”
For reference, this game had a system called a wrecker.
If you paid money, it would recover your corpse after you died on the map.
“Shall we?”
It would all be for nothing if another user stripped the gear, though.
Still, I could rely on the grace of a merciful user like me.
Feeling generous, I stripped out the expensive parts and left guns with nothing but their frames, along with armor vests stripped of their plates, on the users' corpses.
Hmm, this was the heart of a devout priest.
-He even handles the leftovers, this guy bb
-Isn't this teabagging?ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Still, he's leaving them something..
“Everything originally belongs to the Lord, so I take it with me. But since you're fellow priests, I'll let you have these.”
-??
-Priests??
“You're friends who wait for the Lord's gifts along with me.”
Huh? I don't go out looking to kill anyone first.
I pray for gifts from the spot where I sit, so isn't that what a priest is?
-Is he insane??
-Don't you dare tell people you're Christian..
“I'm a very devout person.”
I didn't attend church, but I believed in God in my own way.
After all, hadn't I been reincarnated?
I had no choice but to believe in something spiritual.
Anyway, having taken out the remaining users as well,
I leisurely completed the quest and extracted.
[Raid Survived]
“Whew, isn't there a pro scene for this?”
Someone like me ought to go pro.
I wonder if LEx has professional matches.
-ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Pro, my ass
-I hope someone gives him a proper lesson
“What lesson? I'm the camping inspector.”
I plant myself on the map and camp,
and if anyone causes trouble, I educate them. What else would an inspector do?
“Anyway, shall we call it a day?”
Satisfied with the loot, I turned off the game.
I'd been playing since the evening, so I was feeling stiff.
-??
-You're not playing anymore??
-It's not even four yet;;
“Tsk, then shall we do something else? It's the weekend, after all.”
I happened to have no schedule this weekend either.
Most people who work at shoots are office workers too, so their schedules tend to pile up on weekdays.
Things sometimes get tangled up and lead to weekend work, but usually weekends are free.
-? What does the weekend matter
-Just keep going until morning every day
-Oh, it's the weekend
…Though most of our viewers didn't seem to care whether it was a weekday or a weekend.
Were these the truly free spirits?
“All right, I'll do Part 2.”
Anyway, Part 1 had ended with LEx, so it was time for Part 2.
-Oh
-What'd you prepare??
“Nothing. I just thought of something….”
As I said that, I opened an internet browser.
I was going to do it a little later, but since I'd thought of it, I might as well do it now.
“For Part 2, I'll take VPN recommendations. You all know this stuff well, right?”
Apparently, the game might disconnect, but what could I do?
Since I was the one bothered by it, I had to use a VPN.
-Huh??
-How would we know anything about VPNs? Hehe;;
-What a strange misunderstanding;;
“Tsk, come on, give me your recommendations one at a time.”
These people knew everything about the situation, didn't they?
Every man carries a dedicated VPN in his inner pocket, doesn't he?
-Wait, this is Part 2??
-There'll be a Part 3 too, right??
“As for Part 3~ I'll think about it slowly.”
So first, I should take out the VPNs they'd stashed in their pockets.
I ought to play without worrying about ping too, shouldn't I?
I heard using a VPN let you freely play on European servers.
I wonder if there's a French server.
**
After spending a full hour comparing and analyzing them, I bought the optimal VPN.
-You bastard, just install any one;;
-So what are you doing for Part 3
“I'll go get some water first.”
I paused the broadcast and left the room to get water.
“Waiting for the Lord~”
Now that I'd installed the VPN properly,
I hummed the hymn I'd sung earlier as I happily went down the stairs.
It won't lag when I play LEx anymore, right?
The game was more fun than I'd expected, so I figured I might play it for quite a while.
Of course, since this was a broadcast, I had to play other games too.
Maybe I'd use it as Part 1 instead of Rell for the time being.
Well, our broadcast wasn't professional enough to always plan out Parts 2 and 3.
There might even be days when I played nothing but LEx all day.
“The dark night passes~”
Anyway, just like that.
I reached the kitchen on the first floor and rummaged through the refrigerator.
I was a little hungry after gaming all night, so I should bring up some breakfast and snacks.
“Hmm.”
I was debating whether to have a Roselia-style salad or some dried fruit when.
“Ahyeon?”
A very, very familiar voice came from behind me.
“Mommy?”
When I turned around.
The living room was dark.
My mother stood there, looking this way with a Bible in one hand.