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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Purple Rank Arrival
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Purple Division.
In the popular game Iron Fist, it was just two ranks shy of the top.
Naturally, those in Purple were monsters in the top 0.1%, not even the top 1%.
And he'd reached that monster realm through placements alone?
-Comet, this is a scout from the pro Iron Fist team 'Ciphers.' Would appreciate a contact.
-Mom! I wanna be Comet when I grow up!
-??? : Son... my son... your face is kinda...
-Even by Mom's standards, that face gap is no joke lol;;
-Wow, but seriously, how'd you do it??
No wonder the chat was exploding.
Even scouts from pro teams, who'd been quietly watching, couldn't hold back and revealed themselves in shock.
But Haesung himself stayed unfazed.
"Judging by everyone's reactions, it's definitely something good."
-Ah lol Purple ain't enough lol
-Fr fr lol Gotta hit Gold at least to impress us lol
Of course, Haesung knew plenty about Purple.
He was just pretending otherwise because he knew it'd get the best rise out of the viewers.
Nodding in satisfaction at their fiery responses, Comet said,
"Then that's it for games today."
-...?
-Strike while the iron's hot!
-Fr! Apigal's blowing up! All those guys are gonna swarm here soon?
Game over.
The viewers were thrown into confusion by the sudden bombshell.
Placements were done, and he'd hit Purple through them no less.
Iron Fist communities were in chaos, and once word spread, even the bashers coming to trash Comet's stream would shut their mouths.
But Comet didn't care.
"Everyone. This is only day two of my stream. And I've been grinding five straight games without a break. I love games, but I also love chatting with you all, so let's wrap up here and hang out."
-Ah, yeah.
-Five games straight, that's over an hour of nothing but gaming.
-Gotta be tiring.
-Ain't ending the stream? Cool, let's chat then!
For a normal game, an hour was fine.
But Comet's game was Iron Fist—a one-on-one fighter that burned your brain nonstop.
And every move he'd shown was beyond insane—they got his fatigue.
Plus, he wasn't ending stream, just doing low-donation chat. No reason to complain.
"See you out there. Oh, and I'll grab some snacks while I'm at it."
With that, Comet logged off.
* * *
While Comet was offline grabbing food.
-Haters, getting it now? Comet's a god, Comet's invincible.
-Fr, no matter how you flail, Comet started in Purple and you're stuck in Red~
Having watched him bag Purple placements with their own eyes, the Comet crew smugly hammered the haters.
But the haters had nothing to say back.
-No comeback, huh? Bet you wanna but can't 'cause Comet's too good~
-Lololol haters choked~!
-...Damn, nothing to bash, how am I supposed to bash?!
-Make a world where we can bash!!!
-Tears bursting!
-Chest heaving!
-Nah~ No such world~ Won't make it~ Go home~
They were right on every count.
Comet's play was perfect, every motion inspiring awe.
Especially that one-choice lockdown performance through all placements—even Elbow's stream couldn't match it. No wonder mouths shut.
He'd crushed the haters with pure skill.
Haters bash even if they gotta make shit up, but Comet was flawless.
Zero openings, endless unassailable play.
[EkkaClear donated 1,000 won]
I... humbly admit my shit eyesight, escaping haterdom to join Cometism! Ooh, Comeeeent!
One by one, haters flipped to Comet fans or Cometists, leaving the rest homeless.
The ratio, once a shaky 5:5 or 6:4 against, pushed to 7:3 then 8:2. Things looked even better.
And the icing on the cake?
-Trha! This the crazy guy's stream who got Purple in placements?
-Yep~ That's us~
-Saw the clip, it was nuts, who's the guy? Elbow's smurf?
-Elbow couldn't do this~
Fresh viewers pouring in.
Word of Comet's Purple placements and game clips had spread like wildfire through Iron Fist communities—folks friendly or neutral to Comet.
Their influx left true haters as a pitiful handful.
Water and oil don't mix, sure—but drop one drop on a sea of water, and it looks blended enough.
That lone oil drop of haters? Soon gone or absorbed.
'Damn, he's good.'
'Handsome too, great talker.'
'...Gonna play dumb, act like a fan, and squat here.'
Deep down, they knew.
Comet's skills were legit, his looks could slap male cam streams sideways, and his banter rocked.
For viewers like them—deep-sea explorers hunting fun streamers and starving hyenas—it was a no-brainer to add him to regulars.
Minutes passed after haters cleared out, and viewers tilted their heads at the no-show Comet.
-...He go grab food or make it?
-At this point, harvesting rice, milling it, cooking rice lol;;
Way too long for just grabbing eats.
As impatience bubbled into gripes,
"Ah, sorry. I took too long, huh?"
-Oi oi~ Not too late, Comet-kun!
- ; Ban that above otaku!!!
-Not otaku, it's "otaku" glasses adjust. (adjusts glasses)
-...What a massive normie;;
-But streamer, what'd you bring to be this late?
Comet was back.
Viewers eyed his cheeks flushed from heat, whatever he'd prepped, guessing wildly.
-Body like that? Chicken breast?
-Yeah, from my month gym pass, went once, never again eyes—def chicken breast.
-ㄷㄷ Pro trainer ㄷㄷ
-But while he was gone, wasn't just gym, why chicken tho?
-Dunno? Lol?
Viewers' detective work shattered quick.
"Had a pack of Buldak Bokkeum Myeon at home. So I did one pack plus a big can of Spam, grilled it all up."
-...?
-Where's that "one pack"?
-Ah, the five-pack as one?
-Chicken breast guy step up lol Comet don't eat that weak shit~
One five-pack of Buldak plus a jumbo Spam can, all sliced and grilled.
Insane portion.
Way too much for one.
-Eating with Mint?
-But Mint sucks at spicy.
-She's dying her ass off in Battle Base right now anyway. Eating bullets, prob.
So they figured—nah, but obviously with Mint.
"Huh? This is all for me. Why give to Mint? She'll boil her own."
-...?
-...Stream genre shifting;;
-High-skill gaming to high-skill mukbang, wild stream ㄷㄷ
But seeing Comet's deadpan follow-up, they knew their assumption was dead wrong.
Comet's stream flipped from pro gaming to pro mukbang right then.
* * *
Trica HQ monitoring room.
Minwoo could've watched from his desk, but with half his life bet on this, he wanted the big screen for Haesung's stream.
From first light to now, glued to it—his take was simple.
"...This guy's the real deal."
He'd dug into Haesung from the start, his stream, Mint guest spots, even old tourney records from his disappearance. Still, today's show crushed it.
"Unbeaten streak intact, Perfect Wins piling up. And rocking that one-choice handicap the whole way—that's the kicker."
One-choice.
Wild enough to win a fighting game on single attack type—unbroken the whole time? Mind-blowing.
Finger Wind and Palm Wind differed a bit, but both boiled down to "ranged energy blast from hands."
Opponent always knew what was coming.
Yet Haesung locked 'em out of counters. His skill didn't just dominate—it transcended.
"...YouTube stealing share, new platforms popping like weeds... Gotta lock him into Trica."
Platforms run on users and streamers, but a 'sun' streamer is key.
With YouTube and rivals poaching big names for fat stacks, Haesung could be Trica's lifeline.
"Viewers at 852... Way too low for 1k."
852.
Haesung's viewer peak mid-mukbang.
Short of Minwoo's 1k bet, but with two months left, the margin screamed value.
Grinning wide, he couldn't hide it.
"Whew, got ammo for the bosses now."
Past days.
Wheeling and dealing upstairs over Haesung's contract—countless blows, shins bruised to hell.
But Haesung delivered, so Minwoo's joy was natural.
And—
-Slurp!
"...Damn, looks good. Buldak and Spam at home tonight?"
Screen Haesung slurping a massive Buldak forkful with Spam, chewing blissfully—made mouths water.
One scene proved mukbang potential too.
Forgetting work, just a viewer mesmerized—
Bzzzzt!
"Tch... Cuts off right at the good part."
Smirking faint at the vibrating phone, lipsmacking over Haesung's feast.
"Yeah, he proved his worth. My turn now."
Monitoring done.
Haesung proved himself. Now Minwoo.
Heading out, his phone glowed:
['Adventure' Co.'s new game 'Zombie Survival' ad split meeting with Trica streamer in 5 mins]
The gift Minwoo promised Haesung had arrived.
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