Martial Arts Returnee’s Game Broadcast

Chapter 180

1.

[Silent Swordsman ES (Ending Space)]
[Field Type - Space]

Three months was enough time for the space-dwelling inhabitants obsessed with role-playing to cultivate a new civilization.
On planets where terraforming had been completed, life began to sprout.
Numerous space constructions were built across the universe.
Exploration ships, assigned exclusively for the Silent Swordsman, drifted through a randomized cosmic space.
Mining ships for resource gathering and pirate ships targeting them, followed by bounty hunter ships chasing the pirates, created an endless chain of battles.

The space age had begun.
The viewers were fully immersed in their space lives.

• The ants are tththth
• Another day, another tththth
• Mining hard today

The owners of small mining ships, chanting the "Ant Mining Song" while extracting rare metals from the asteroid belt.
Unlike the viewers who fell into ruin from wrong choices and became day laborers, they were investors who had struck it big through proper investments and risk management.

• Wow! 1kg of Armadillo Alloy found!
• Lucky find, good job!
• Guys, we scored a 1200-ton asteroid with 84% platinum content, what’s up?
• I’ll give you one of the slaves we’re growing on our ship if you let us mine just 10 tons.
• Lmao
• I don’t have any rare metals, sigh...

Whenever something was found, countless messages of triumph flooded the chat.
Despite the grumbling of those who hadn’t found anything, the mining fleet stayed together for a reason.

• Pirate ship!

They had grown in size to face the pirates targeting their ships.

• Well, if we’ve already wasted this much, might as well take down some pirates.
• What’s the pirate ship’s marker?
• Spider
• ?
• ?
• Is that a spider? (Screenshot attached)

A sudden hush fell over the fleet’s dedicated chat room.
The emblem with two ugly circles and eight legs, easily recognizable to any Silent Swordsman viewer, caused a wave of panic as they saw the screenshot.

• What the hell, what the hell
• We’re screwed, seriously
• It’s the Man-Faced Spiders!! The Man-Faced Spiders are here!!
• Run away!!
• We have numbers too, can’t we fight back?

The Man-Faced Spiders were the name of a pirate fleet made up of vile viewers who had started to enjoy piracy among the large factions founded by major sponsors.

• You want to fight them?
• …What are they?

As the pirate fleet, made up of real Man-Faced Spider fans, revealed itself among the asteroids, the eyes of rookie miners widened in shock.

• Ion cannon and ion engines, is this for real?
• The propulsion speed is insane!
• Some people still use chemical fuel, damn, that’s unfair.

A raid by a pirate fleet armed with ion cannons, equipped with the latest Spider-class pirate ships!
Even attempting to flee couldn’t outrun the tracking speed of the ion engines.

• I’m out, see you guys, bye
• Good thing I bought one before they showed up

[3D1Game has used the lowest level emergency escape pod. It will escape to a random coordinate.]
[SilentSwordsman’sFirst has used the lowest level emergency escape pod. It will escape to a random coordinate.]

• Why are you guys escaping first?!
• Take me with you, please!

The lowest level emergency escape pod, which required a significant number of points to purchase.
Those who had invested all their points into mining equipment upgrades or storage expansions were left in despair, helplessly watching.

• If you escape, I’ll shoot you down!
• Don’t worry, we have a sense of fairness. If you surrender, we’ll only take 10%.
• Wow! You’ll only take 10% of the ore we mined?
• No, we’ll only release one out of every ten of you
• Damn, you’re really cruel...

Still, hope remained.
If they could just be one of the ten, they’d be able to save their expensive mining ships and equipment.

• So who’s gonna be released?
• The top 10 with the highest points
• Points??
• What do you mean by points??
• Question 1. Multiple choice. Which of the following is NOT a combat pattern of the Man-Faced Spiders?
• ? Body slam ? Downward strike ? Hurricane swing ? Mach punch ? Earth throw ? Rear naked choke ? Arm drag ? Tackle
• Are you crazy?! Are you insane?!
• How the hell are we supposed to know that?!

The number of choices was insane.
The miners who had staked everything on this deadly Man-Faced Spider quiz were desperately selecting answers, tears in their eyes.
Then, something miraculous happened.

[SilentSwordsman has started broadcasting.]
[The space waiting room will be frozen until the broadcast ends.]

• Now this is what I call sex!
• We’re saved!!!
• Watching the broadcast will earn us points, right?
• If we win the Toto, we can buy the emergency escape pod and escape with all the resources, right?
• Points aren’t just for you guys to earn, we’re getting the escape pod zone pass too!
• !!!

The Man-Faced Spiders and the mining fleet.
The predators and the prey both thought the same.
There was no way to escape or catch them just by watching broadcasts and collecting points honestly.
To buy the expensive escape pods or counteract the escape prevention rights, they would have to invest all their points in the Toto and secure their dividends.

2.  

Three months since the last broadcast.
Even Haeung-eung, who was notoriously bad with time, felt like it had been a long time since her last broadcast.
The viewers' reactions were explosive.

• I knew I could trust you!!!
• Mamanggeomgaek! Mamanggeomgaek! Mamanggeomgaek!
• Open the Toto quickly, open the Toto quickly, open the Toto quickly
• If the miners fail the Toto today, they’re doomed lol
• SilentSwordsman, please open the Toto and help me protect my beloved Mamangdaeskiho
• The name of the mining ship is...
• What are you talking about?
• What’s your ship name?
• Auschwitz
• Wooooo
• That guy is for real...
• Nazi villain, showing up now
• If the Man-Faced Spiders catch them, they’ll be wiped out for real

For some reason, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves.
The name of the Man-Faced Spiders kept popping up.
Haeung-eung felt a bit curious, but decided to let it pass for now.

[?Lee So-hye has accepted participation.]

A beam of light descended from the sky, signaling an in-game joint broadcast was about to begin.

“Mukha.”
“?”
“It means SilentSwordsman, you know. By the way, you’re the streamer. Shouldn’t I, as the manager, be explaining this?”

• Ah, this is the familiar flavor of silence...
• It’s really SilentSwordsman!
• Whisper, your sacrifice wasn’t in vain!

“What’s all this about Whisper? He just got defeated. Today, I personally requested that SilentSwordsman start the broadcast. If you’re grateful, thank me.”

Lee So-hye proudly placed one hand on her chest and confidently showcased herself.

• Tch
• The manager is the best!
• Size of the chest is the size of confidence
• So today’s game is whip simulator?
• From now on, the Bokker broadcast will stick with whip simulator co-op
• But why after three months of no broadcast?
• Yeah, what have you been doing since the tournament ended?
• Show us how you fought against Whisper!
• What about all the trouble caused by Haenampa’s helpers and new guild members around the country?
• You stream every week for dungeon guides, but every three months for game streams?
• For real, thought we were gonna be left behind this time.

The chat mixed with questions and various teasers, the streamers’ interaction smooth.
Lee So-hye read the familiar sense of boredom in Haeung-eung’s indifferent gaze as she skimmed through the chat.

Boredom.

Whenever she or other instructors had to deal with slow progress or when a martial art disciple couldn’t follow what they taught, this was the exact expression.

‘That’s dangerous.’

At times like this, if she didn’t get Haeung-eung’s attention again, that instructor would never be called again the next day.
Training would fall to Baek So-cheon, and that instructor would feel the sting of abandonment, crying silently in their room.

‘I never went through that, but I’ve seen how miserable it looked from the outside.’

She wouldn’t do that to viewers.
But Haeung-eung, the crazy guild leader with a twisted mindset—who knows what she might do next?
That dangerous look in her eyes had to be dealt with quickly for everyone's sanity.

“Say everything you want later after the broadcast. Looks like you’ve gotten hooked on space wars, huh? If it weren’t for me, you’d still be doing it for three more months.”

• What’s that?
• You’ve crossed the line now;
• Three more months?
• That’s half a year, you crazy bastard!
• (Chat blocked. Time remaining 10:00)
• Wow, that’s creepy; I once joked about taking a half-year break due to post-death symptoms, and it almost became reality;
• We were the ones who almost died from frustration, not SilentSwordsman, huh?
• Last time, thanks to the manager, I returned after one month from a three-month break, now it’s cut down from half a year to three months!
• Confucian girl! Confucian girl! Confucian girl!
• Manager! Manager! Manager!
• Without you, we would all die!

“Is it that good? Geez. You guys sure are rowdy. Anyway, today’s SilentSwordsman co-op content will be a rematch of the whip simulator. The one who breaks the most wins. Of course, no running away midway.”
[What will the stakes be?]
“What? Why make a bet like this?”
[If you don’t like it, just end the broadcast.]
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

Lee So-hye reluctantly proposed.

“The loser will let the winner pick the game to stream.”
[You mean a full playthrough of the game, right?]
“Nice, you actually know. Funny how you sometimes talk like a tech newbie.”

To the viewers, it seemed like nothing more than a petty rivalry between the manager and the streamer.
But Lee So-hye’s provocation had its effect.

[Is that okay? If I win, I’ll make you play the half-demon game.]
“That works. I was planning to make you play that game anyway.”

Haeung-eung quietly rolled her eyes.

[How about we play a different game?]
“No, it’s too late. You called this one. You’re going to have to deal with it.”

• Hahaha
• How’s the punishment for betting Half-Demon King?
• The loser’s gonna become a shut-in
• Manager, please win!!
• Die, SilentSwordsman!
• Today, Lee So-hye’s on our side!
• 24,000 viewers are cheering for you, Lee So-hye!

With a pout, Haeung-eung scribbled on the in-game signature pen.

[What about my side?]

• No, go away
• More evil than Inga-eung, this SilentSwordsman!
• If you think about your break time, you need to play the King now.

When Lee So-hye looked back at the overwhelming number of comments directed at her, it was already too late.
Haeung-eung’s eyes were burning.