Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast

Chapter 262

Mark 2 secretly entered the Haenam faction.

At first, Min Woo-sung suggested hiding him in a safe place.

They were planning to use the National Security Bureau to arrange a hidden residence and protect and monitor Mark 2 there.

[There’s a safer place.]

"Where is it?"

[The place I’m in.]

"......."

No matter how great a safe house they prepared, there was no place safer than being by Ha Eung Eung’s side.

With such a convincing argument, Min Woo-sung understood.

But he had no memory of ever accepting such an everyday situation.

"Secretary, Mark 2 wants to try fried shrimp dishes. I’m curious about tasty food."

"Secretary, Mark 2 wants a 100-shot firework launcher. I’m curious about the power of explosions."

"Secretary, Mark 2 wants..."

Like a mischievous five-year-old, the curiosity just wouldn’t end!

‘Forget everything else. I wish Dr. Johann 2nd would just take him back.’

At this rate, would Mark 2 end up asking for a space shuttle because he wants to experience space travel?

It might seem that simply refusing would be enough, but there was an unavoidable reason why Min Woo-sung couldn’t say no to Mark 2’s requests.

"Secretary, Mark 2 wants to know what honey candy tastes like. I want to know if it really tastes as sweet as a kiss when it rolls on your tongue."

"No."

Where did he learn these peculiar requests, from some romance novel or something?

While the difficulty was lower than the other requests, granting everything he asked would only spoil him.

This time, I’ll refuse.

"Not allowed?"

The firm resolve wavered before the cute voice that asked with a tilt of the head.

"You must brush your teeth before bed."

"Mark 2 is always grateful for the secretary’s dedication and hard work."

"...No need to mention it."

The real Silent Swordsman wouldn’t say such kind words to him.

She doesn’t speak, and she certainly isn’t cute.

She never acts coquettishly either.

Just look at the Guild Master’s expression over there. Doesn’t it look like that of a petty villain scheming something?

[Where did this candy come from?]

"Impatience. This is Mark 2’s precious honey candy. It’s not to be taken away."@@@@

Mark 2 tightly gripped the candy stick with both hands, pulling it close with great caution.

Ha Eung Eung passed by with a disinterested look, and Mark 2 let out a relieved sigh.

The tension eased for a moment.

Ha Eung Eung’s figure wavered.

Her silent steps, stealing even shadows.

The thief technique, known to have once caused a stir in the palace, had stolen the honey candy.

"Ah!"

By the time Mark 2 realized the candy had been taken, it was already too late.

Ha Eung Eung’s mouth, which had been tightly shut, opened with a mischievous smile.

"Ang."

With an adorable "ang," Ha Eung Eung placed the candy in her mouth, savoring it with her crimson tongue, sucking and rolling it around to enjoy its flavor.

[It tastes good.]

But there were concerns.

The skill level required for top-level bosses and dungeons in Half-Demon Valley was very high.

Even for the tutorial boss, the executioner, one needed the strength of an elite martial artist or at least a B-class awakened one to clear it.

Maybe there’s a more convenient way to gather internal energy.

‘First, I should pick a suitable test subject and compare whether internal energy can be increased in other games, and how much.’

People with little or no internal energy or mana.

People who can directly confirm this in reality.

Those with decent skills.

Several faces came to mind.

Among them, Mark 2 was excluded.

Mark 2 was unstable, moving with Dr. Johann 2nd’s energy.

She didn’t want to cause unnecessary energy consumption.

Kim Hanna.

Not bad for a disciple.

A strong candidate.

Ju A-young.

Her handpicked disciple, someone she shared the tattoo’s secret with.

If it’s A-young, she had both skill and trust.

‘But do I really need to pick just one?’

There’s no need for that.

The more test subjects, the better.

So, she decided to call them all.

For such a simple reason, Ha Eung Eung pressed the bell.

If there’s something you want me to do while I’m away, please press this bell.

After pressing the bell that Min Woo-sung handed over, she waited for a while.

The sound of hurried footsteps reached her ears.

‘I feel like torturing that foolish pigeon.’

Just as she was thinking idly, the door burst open.

"Pant, pant... Did you call?"

"?"

It wasn’t Min Woo-sung, it was Woo Ji-woo.

Realizing the questioning look on her face, Woo Ji-woo pulled out the ringing receiver from her chest.

"This is the call device Min Woo-sung gave me. He said if it rings, it means the Guild Master is asking for help. First time using it in six months, huh. Haha."

So, for the past six months, everything had been handled by Min Woo-sung without Woo Ji-woo’s help.

She realized anew how competent Min Woo-sung was, just like Seongseok.

"So, what do you need help with?"

Woo Ji-woo was curious.

What was the first task Ha Eung Eung had given her in half a year?

Maybe chase away reporters, or ask for restaurant recommendations for lunch?

The usual, mundane imaginations.

But Ha Eung Eung’s instructions went beyond that.

[Find out about multiplayer games.]

"Eh?"

[Something five people can play together.]

‘Is she asking to play a game in our next stream?!’

It was too much.

A lot too much.