WeTried Translations
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Chapter 93: 093
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Right after arriving in the waiting room, I immediately pulled out my smartphone.
Naturally, the first thing I checked was Hunter Gallery.
My spiritual home.
And Hunter Gallery was currently being flooded with countless posts.
[Simply Light (Actual Light)]
["Foreigners, if you act up, I'll kill you."]
[Look at how fucking long all the titles he gave himself are lol. He said all that openly at a press conference?]
[Blue Dot, you bastard, why didn't you show your face!!!]
[What the hell was that mix of the Total War Speech and the Communist Manifesto? Is he actually insane lol]
[Interview summary.]
["Citizens of the Republic of Korea, unite!"]
[I was watching TV with all the lights off, what the fuck was that flashbang]
[I thought Blue Dot was only like that for his online persona... He's like that in real life too?]
[That guy's the real deal.]
[Blue Dot and I have one thing in common. We've both been single our whole lives. Suddenly I feel close to him...]
["I ask you all. Do you desire total mobilization climbing?"]
[Look at Torumph beside him staring with his mouth open lol]
[Fake insanity vs. real insanity]
[Upvote if you think the President is about to lose more hair lol]
[Elon Mengsk posted on social media lol]
...
Posts about my contract ceremony from just moments ago were pouring in!
Hehe. I've become the Gallery Master again today.
This body was responsible for keeping Hunter Gallery's feed active every single day.
Still, there was something strange.
"Huh? I didn't show my face? I did show it, what bullshit are they talking about? Are their eyes broken?"
I'd appeared proudly on television and revealed this body's handsome face to the world!
Why were they saying such nonsense...?
Anyway, I started slowly reading through the posts.
[Post Title: Interview Summary]
Attention-Seeker Dot: Yeah, it's me, your big brother. I'm the Extreme Lunatic Hell Wizard Hunter, a power plant manager, a patriotic Hunter, a wizard, a martial artist, a priest, an attack helicopter, and a massacre genius like Mao Zedong.
Forever-Single Dot: I've been single my whole life.
Patriot Dot: I won't go to America. I'll protect King Korea. But I might be tempted if there are bikini Zero Two dancers...?
Massacre Dot: I'll learn from Mao Zedong's massacre skills and someday reach a monster kill count of eighty million. My dream is to catch up to Mao Zedong's kill score.
Defense Dot: Foreigners, if you act up, I'll kill you.
Crazy Dot: Gave a speech that was basically a mix of the Total War Speech and the Communist Manifesto.
The broadcast blew up immediately afterward.
└Is this real?
└This is making me dizzy as fuck lol
└What's the Total War Speech, and what's the Communist Manifesto?
└└The Total War Speech was a Nazi propaganda speech given by Goebbels in 1943, and the Communist Manifesto was a manifesto written by Karl Marx in 1848.
└└Basically, communist scripture plus a major fascist speech.
└└What the fuck? He's just insane.
└└Exactly;;
└Still, I'm relieved. He does seem a little crazy, but at least he genuinely cares about our country, so I feel better... Big Dot, please save our country!
└└A little?? You mean a bit???
└└Hmm... I'll correct that. A lot...
└└He's a patriot, but his brain is seriously fucked up... He only knows the Republic of Korea...
└└But in times like these, you'd have to be at least a little crazy to stay in Korea instead of leaving the country to be patriotic.
└└Oh, that's a fresh perspective.
└Is he insane? He made Mao Zedong jokes on TV lol. Isn't China going to freak out over that?
└└Possible.
└└It's fine. If those bastards invade again, Big Dot-nim will crush them.
└└Just... reassuring! King Dot!!!
[Post Title: Fake Insanity vs. Real Insanity]
(A photo of President Trump staring blankly at the mass of light onstage)
Torumph was famous as the biggest attention seeker on Earth.
But he saw a truly insane lunatic filled with real madness and was so shocked that his mouth was hanging open lol.
It was so funny that I took a screenshot.
└Lmao, this is ridiculous. What was he saying then?
└└When he gave the Total War Speech.
└└Fake insanity fell before real insanity...
└But if you look closely at Torumph's expression, doesn't he look impressed? Am I imagining it?
└└He might be thinking that he should try something like that himself someday.
└└Is the Earth ending? Why do so many insane people keep ending up in high places these days?
└└Elon Mengsk, Torumph, Blue Dot, all of them lol
[Post Title: Elon Mengsk Posted on Social Media lol]
(A screenshot of Elon Mengsk's social media post)
He says he can personally pay to train a bunch of beautiful women in bikini Zero Two dances and send them all to Blue Dot's house.
So he wants Blue Dot to come to America.
└Elon, that crazy bastard.
└That guy scares me because I think he'd actually do it.
└The problem is that Blue Dot's tastes are way too well known;; What if he actually gets baited by a honey trap and leaves Korea?
└Come on, no way. It was just a joke. He wouldn't really abandon Korea for bikini Zero Two dancers, right? Right, Big Dot? Say no, you bastard.
[Post Title: Simply Light (Actual Light)]
(A photo of the CEO of a computer company holding a CPU)
(A humanoid mass of light filling the screen)
I hereby declare that Blue Dot has become the Second Great Light as of today.
Lisa Su, please step aside.
The Second Beautiful One is Blue Dot-nim.
└Simply
└I was curious what he looked like, but what the hell is this? He appeared as a ball of light lol. This is ridiculous.
└Where is Blue Dot? I can only see light.
└└This isn't even a joke, I really couldn't see him;;
└Was that because of the Holy whatever from yesterday? The golden glow does look kind of holy.
└Beautiful...
└└Not beautiful. Dazzling.
└└Dazzling...
[Post Title: Blue Dot, You Crazy Bastard, Why Didn't You Show Your Face!!!]
What the fuck.
I was really curious what he looked like.
But he didn't show us.
I'm angry. Hiss hiss.
If you keep making my heart ache like this,
will I turn black...?
└I'm curious too, but why get angry over it...? Why are you curious about Blue Dot's face?
└└If he's handsome, I want to become a fan.
└└? Are you a girl?
└└Yeah, I'm a girl. At least in my heart. (swing swing)
└└Gay gay...
└└Blue Dot says he's an attack helicopter and the guardian of political correctness. Wouldn't he accept someone like me too...?
└└You crazy gay gay...
...
The posts went on and on.
At last, I realized my fatal mistake.
"No...! Don't tell me! My Holy Light was so powerful that this body's proud face wasn't captured on camera...?"
That was right.
I'd wrapped myself in so much light out of greed that the camera hadn't captured my appearance!
"No! What a perfect chance to show off my handsome face to the common rabble!"
And it had slipped away so pointlessly!
It had been the perfect moment to reveal my face!
A perfect chance to keep girls all over the world awake at night!
"Kyaaaaaaah!!!"
I clutched at my hair.
The situation was so unfair, frustrating, sad, and regrettable that I couldn't contain my anger.
My debut!!!
To think it had failed in such an absurd way!!!
It couldn't be helped.
'I guess I'll have to hide my face for a while...!'
I hadn't even shown my face at the press conference.
Wouldn't it be lame to suddenly take a selfie, write, "It's me," and upload it to Hunter Gallery now?
Unless there was an event with as much impact as a press conference, I should hide my face as much as possible.
It was a universal rule that heroes who hid their faces revealed themselves at the truly decisive moment!
"Peter, whom I respect, first showed his face when he saved the citizens on the subway. And Bro Stark revealed his face at a press conference too."
A hero revealing their face was a major event.
It felt a little wasteful to reveal mine casually.
I'd properly hide it until the next opportunity came.
As I finished sorting out my thoughts...
-Creak.
The waiting room door opened.
Then...
"Sigh."
Someone let out a long sigh and trudged into the room.
It was none other than my sister.
She had been at the conference hall, then came back to the waiting room to find me.
I asked her, "Sis. What's with that expression? You look angry."
Her expression was different from usual.
Her cheeks were flushed red, her eyelashes trembled, and she kept biting her lips.
After twenty-seven years of experience as a younger brother, I could tell.
That was clearly an angry expression.
My extremely pissed-off sister spoke quietly.
"You crazy bastard."
"It's me."
"You! Did you have to say such insane things when you were appearing on TV?! Huh?"
Had she finally failed to contain her anger?
Smack smack smack smack!
My sister began hitting me all over.
Hmm, it didn't hurt at all.
My sister really needed to build some muscle.
It wasn't even ticklish.
This wouldn't do.
If I found a physical enhancement potion or something while climbing the Tower, I should give it to my sister.
I was worried as her younger brother when she was this weak.
Smack smack smack smack!
My sister pounded on my back, waist, shoulders, and chest for a while.
Then, perhaps because she had tired herself out, she began breathing heavily and said, "No...! You could become a hero of the Republic of Korea, respected by everyone. Everyone in this country could respect and love you!"
"Of course."
"Then why are you doing such insane attention-seeking crap?! Can't you only act like that online and be more dignified in real life?"
"Hmm."
I looked at my sister's expression.
I thought I understood why she was so angry.
'At first, I thought she was getting mad because she simply didn't like seeing me act like an attention seeker...'
But it was a little different.
"It makes me sad. Jiho, you've been working so hard for the people of this country... Everyone should be grateful to you. They should thank you."
"Of course the common rabble should be grateful to me."
"Then why are you choosing to act like a clown? You could've just given a normal interview like everyone else. Why do you keep giving people things to mock and ridicule you over...?"
"..."
"I don't want you to be looked down on or treated as a joke wherever you go."
The reason my sister was angry wasn't simply because she disliked my attention-seeking behavior.
She was worried that other people might belittle and mock me.
I smiled faintly.
'Seriously. My sister has worried about me ever since we were young.'
Thinking about it, she had always been like that.
She had constantly worried that something might go wrong with me or that something bad might happen to me.
Well, it made sense.
Before, I had been an introverted shut-in loser, and even after becoming a Hunter, I still never went outside and remained holed up at home.
To my sister, I probably didn't look much different from the pathetic convenience store clerk I had once been.
I'd become the Extreme Lunatic Hell Wizard Hunter.
She should be able to stop worrying about me by now.
As I grinned, my sister immediately frowned.
"Hey. Are you smiling? Is this funny to you?"
"No, it's just... Even though I've become the Extreme Lunatic Hell Wizard Hunter, it seems like you still see me as the same person I was before. It felt a little strange."
"What are you talking about? It's only been a month since you became a Hunter. Get a grip."
"Is that so? Now that I think about it, I've changed a lot in just one month... Anyway, don't worry, sis. I prefer being mocked to being put on a pedestal."
"You like it? You like people treating you as a joke and looking down on you?"
"Yeah. Just listen to me first. Put down that fist."
Perhaps she was willing to hear me out.
My sister lowered her fist and crossed her arms.
She looked like she was telling me to go ahead and talk.
I'd appreciate it if she relaxed that crease between her brows too.
The wrinkles I had smoothed out by giving her a Reverse-Aging Potion would come back.
I continued quietly.
"Acting like an attention seeker might look ridiculous to others, but it makes me feel free because I can act however I want. Think about it. If I acted all noble to earn praise and respect from others, worried about appearances, pretended to be dignified... If I wore a false mask like that, would I really be happy? Would a life spent desperately seeking other people's praise and admiration suit me?"
"..."
"I decided to stop worrying about what others thought when I was a powerless convenience store clerk. Now that I have power, I don't want to keep living by pleasing everyone else. From now on, I'll say what I want to say and do what I want to do. That's what I decided."
The truth was, I had worried about it until right before signing the formal contract.
The moment my identity was revealed, should I keep acting like an attention seeker?
Shouldn't I carry myself with dignity befitting a contracted Hunter?
Befitting the savior of the Republic of Korea?
I thought about it carefully.
Then I decided that I would act however I wanted in real life, not only online.
What did other people's gazes matter?
What did their respect matter?
Pretending to be the ideal hero everyone wanted didn't seem all that happy.
"Sis. I'll keep doing what I want, just like now. I'm not saving the Republic of Korea because someone ordered me to. It just seems worth doing, and I want to save it. I'm not doing it to earn other people's respect."
"Jiho."
"So please try to understand too, sis. I want to stir things up, say whatever I want, and live proudly without worrying about what anyone thinks! While I'm at it, I'll save the Republic of Korea, earn lots of money, and if people respect me, great. If they don't, whatever!"
"..."
"And even if I stir things up and act crazy, I saved the Republic of Korea... Won't the citizens at least pretend to respect me? I saved their country. I did everything for them. If they have any conscience, they'll respect and love me, subscribe to my social media account, hit like, and turn on notifications! Right?"
"...You talked for a long time, but in the end, you're just saying you'll throw away your dignity and live however the hell you want because it's fun for you."
"Sis, you nailed it."
"Good grief, you idiot! What is it with that attention-seeking nonsense!"
"Iing Iing."
"Don't imitate Iing Iing!"
Smack smack smack smack!
My sister started hitting me again.
But her punches felt lighter than before.
It seemed like she had accepted my argument to some degree.
My sister knew it too.
That I'd be happier living however I wanted, stirring things up to my heart's content and taking dopamine showers, than pretending to be dignified while worrying about other people's opinions!
Well.
What could I do?
Since I had been born with the nature of an attention seeker, I had to live this way.
The more a person suppressed and resisted their inborn nature, the more exhausting life became.
It took courage to face the depths of your own self!
I, Baek Jiho, was certain that I was someone who found joy in attention-seeking behavior.
This kind of life suited me.
Let people like Kim Taeseok, who had the natural disposition of heroes, play at being heroes.
I'll stir things up and get my dopamine, while I'm at it saving King Korea too.
As my sister and I bickered...
-Knock knock.
There was a knock at the waiting room door.
Who was it?
-Hunter Baek Jiho, the banquet is ready. I've come to escort you.
"I'll be right there."
It seemed it was time to speak with President Trump.
I smacked my lips.
'Hmm. Honestly, I just want to go home and rest... Should I skip the banquet and go home?'
Then I shook my head.
King Korea's exchange rate depended on meeting President Trump.
We had to do some kind of currency swap and save the country's economy!
I couldn't just run away because it was annoying.
I couldn't become a complete piece of trash who was always late and stood people up.
If you're a human being, you keep your promises! Damn right!
Anyway.
"Sigh. I want to go home quickly and write a post on Hunter Gallery... But if I want to save King Korea's economy, I guess I have no choice but to meet Torumph."
"Is Hunter Gallery more important to you than meeting the President?"
"It's me."
With that, my sister and I headed for the banquet hall.
It was time to meet Earth's head moderator.
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