The six viewers had tuned in expecting to see a decent-looking male streamer freak out and collapse at the sight of zombies.
They were ready to hop to another stream when the anticipated reaction didn’t come.
But soon, question marks floated above their heads.
After all, the guy who’d seemed frozen in place had suddenly grabbed a kitchen knife and sliced a zombie’s head clean off!
– ???
– What’s this?
– What did I just see…?
Caught off guard by the unexpected turn, they adjusted their seats and settled into Yuhyun’s stream.
Whoosh—
The kitchen knife spun in Yuhyun’s hand.
Click!
As if it were an extension of his body, he naturally gripped it in a reverse hold.
Stab!
The blade pierced a zombie’s temple with pinpoint accuracy.
“KEEEEEEK!!!”
A zombie lunged from the side, its fingers reaching out, but Yuhyun tilted his head back, dodging by a hair’s breadth.
Slash!
From an awkward, twisted stance, he swung the knife again.
A fountain of blood sprayed through the air, but Yuhyun didn’t even blink.
He moved like someone who’d seen this scene thousands of times before.
The relentless blade felled three zombies already.
With Han Seola’s earlier kill, only two remained.
“Hm, their vitality’s not as tough as I thought. The knife’s edge is sharp, too.”
– All one-shots???
– What the hell is this…
– Is this a bug?
– Something’s happening here…
Yuhyun bounced lightly in place, loosening up his body.
Inhale—
Drawing a deep breath, he crouched, shifting his weight back for a split second before launching forward like an arrow from a bow.
Slash! Slash! Stab! Slash! Stab!
Left knee, right wrist, heart, left elbow, and finally, the forehead.
The knife glinted, reflecting the moonlight, carving a silver arc through the air.
His movements flowed like water, seamless and natural.
Having turned another zombie into a tattered rag, Yuhyun’s left hand grabbed the fire axe still lodged in a fallen zombie’s head.
Hup!
Gripping the axe, he kicked off the ground and leaped, spinning 360 degrees in midair.
Whoooosh—
The axe, propelled by centrifugal force, flew toward the last remaining zombie.
CRACK!
With a sound like splitting timber, the final zombie collapsed on the spot.
A brief silence fell.
– Holy crap, that’s insane!!!!!!
– ????
– Chills, legit chills
– What’s with this guy’s physical skill?!?!?!
– Don’t you usually need ages to kill zombies with basic gear?
– No, no, if you hit the weak spots precisely, one-shot kills are possible…
– I know that, but that’s what pro streamers do. Why’s a newbie guy doing it?!?!
– How should I know? I’m seeing him for the first time today;;
The chat exploded, but Yuhyun, oblivious or unconcerned, muttered to himself.
“Phew… inhale, it’s not quite like I expected.”
‘Hm, the gap between this body and my old one from the Demon King days is too big. This’ll take some getting used to.’
He clenched and unclenched his fist, inspecting his virtual reality body.
“Who… who are you…?”
Han Seola, still slumped on the ground, stared at him with her mouth agape.
When Yuhyun turned to her, her pupils shook like an earthquake had hit.
“Oh.”
Han Seola swallowed hard and stammered.
“W-Were you always this g-good with a k-knife…? Y-You said you had no m-memories…”
Her voice crawled, awkward and polite, tinged with respect.
Yuhyun could easily tell her feelings were less gratitude and more caution—bordering on fear.
‘Well, in a world like this, it’s natural to be wary when someone with strong skills suddenly appears.’
He’d faced similar looks in the other world often enough, so handling this was no trouble.
“Yeah, the memory loss is real, but my body seems to remember.”
“Your… body?”
“Yeah, when I held this, I just knew how to use it. And drop the formal talk. It doesn’t suit you.”
Yuhyun flicked the knife lightly as he replied casually.
Han Seola’s wariness eased a bit.
“O-Oh, got it. The formal talk… okay, I’ll stop.”
“Alright, get up. You’re not planning to camp here tonight, are you?”
Yuhyun teased, extending a hand toward Han Seola.
She nodded, grabbing his fingertips and standing.
– Look at that, that darn girl! Seola’s blushing!!!
– Seola, Seola, you’re not that kind of character… ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
– I get it… You thought you picked up a useless burden, then he suddenly awakens and saves you from death—how could you not fall for him? ㅠㅠㅠ
– Makes perfect sense lol
Standing up, Han Seola retrieved her fire axe from the zombie’s head.
Clearing her throat with a cough, she turned to Yuhyun.
“…Let’s get out of here. The noise probably attracted more zombies.”
“Yeah, got it.”
Han Seola and Yuhyun moved quickly to leave the area.
But even on the way, zombies kept popping out from the sides, as if the game refused to let them go easily.
Slash!
Each time, Yuhyun stepped in to handle them.
– Wow, saving Han Seola is insanely tough;; Is it always like this?
– Yup, she’s meant to die here, so the game throws everything at her. She’s basically a natural zombie magnet.
– Has anyone ever saved her?
– Probably? Not here, but overseas maybe? This game isn’t that mainstream… First time I’ve seen it live.
– Now that you mention it, Han Seola hasn’t even got a scratch. Usually, even a small cut makes her stagger and turn into a zombie o_o
‘No wonder so many zombies keep showing up.’
Yuhyun glanced at the chat and nodded.
He’d need to pace himself better.
‘Light, quick, precise.’
Just enough force to grip the knife steady and hit the zombies’ weak points.
Slash—
A light swing cut a zombie’s thigh, rotten blood oozing out.
It stayed alive, but Yuhyun ignored it, moving to the next, blade extended.
Stab!
“Cut the tendons lightly, and they can’t follow. This game’s really well-made, huh?”
– Others hate this game for being too realistic, and this guy likes it for that;;
– Total freak…
Even while chatting with viewers, zombies kept charging blindly at Han Seola.
The knife danced nimbly through the fray.
It didn’t seem like deep strikes, but each pass of the blade left zombies collapsing, tendons severed, balance lost.
When some turned their hostility toward Yuhyun—
“Excuse me for a sec.”
“Huh!?”
He slipped behind Han Seola, using her to scatter their focus, then took them out.
– Meat shield lololol
– Not even a shield;; He’s just using her to pull aggro without letting her get hit once.
– Useless meat shield lololol
“Meat shield? It’s not like that.”
Stab!
Yuhyun drove the knife straight into the head of a zombie charging head-on.
Catching the collapsing zombie, he pulled it close.
Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab!
The knife darted through the zombie’s armpit, striking outward.
Five zombies fell simultaneously, like a wall crumbling.
– LOL he got called out for a meat shield, so now he’s using a zombie as one lol
– I’m losing my mind I’m losing my mind I’m losing my mind
– Meat shield (true) lol
– Han Seola! You’re useless as a meat shield, so we’re switching to a zombie shield!
– Meanwhile, even a lowly zombie gets hugged by a guy, and I’m over here ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
– But seriously, who is this guy…? He’s getting faster? With just basic gear, at base stats, does this make sense?
‘Sharp eyes.’
The claim he was getting faster wasn’t quite right.
He was just closing the gap between his hero’s body and this one, trimming wasted movements bit by bit.
Stab! Stab! Stab!
Like a factory line, Yuhyun kept severing zombie tendons.
Some time passed, and the zombie attacks seemed to dwindle.
Han Seola, still on guard, approached and whispered.
“…I think the zombies around here are gone now.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, thanks. If it weren’t for you, I’d probably be dead by now…”
She bowed her head, her gratitude genuine.
“No big deal. You saved me too. If you hadn’t picked me up when I collapsed, I’d be done for already.”
Embarrassed, Han Seola lifted her head, then glanced at his chest.
“Uh, by the way, your name… Oh, you said you lost your memory. Tangle Yuhyun? Is that your name?”
Following her gaze, Yuhyun saw a nameplate on his chest boldly reading [Tangle Yuhyun].
“No, that’s not my name.”
Yuhyun squeezed his eyes shut and answered.
“Then what is it?”
“…Baek Yuhyun. Just call me Yuhyun.”
“Okay! Got it. I’m Han Seola. Call me Seola!”
Han Seola didn’t react much to the name, cheerfully exchanging introductions, but the viewers were a different story.
– LOLOLOL wtf
– Haha eyes shut tight, hilarious lol
– Ta-Tangle Yuhyun? Is that really your name!? (shock) Oh, right, no way that’s real… (relief)
– Host looking embarrassed is kinda hot lol
– The power of a nickname lololol
– Hey!! I’m Tangle Yuhyun! I’m a bit tangled! Why can’t you say it proudly lol!!!!
“Grr…”
Yuhyun gritted his teeth as the viewers gleefully teased his nickname.
‘I need to get out and change this damn nickname first thing.’
Then—
Ding—♪
[‘KeyJobManiac’ has donated 50,000 won!]
[Tangle Yuhyun, you’ve got clown talent lololol]
His first donation since starting the stream.
‘A donation?’
The cheerful bell and notification made Yuhyun pause.
Fifty thousand won.
From what he knew, 5,000 won was a big deal for a first stream, and getting none was the norm.
Sure, top-tier streamers raked in millions a day, but that was a distant dream for a newbie like him.
Still, taking this first step mattered.
‘Nice.’
The game paused, likely due to the donation.
‘Oh, you can set it to pause or keep going when a donation comes in.’
With the game stopped, it was a good time to show gratitude.
“Oh, KeyJobManiac, thank you so much for the donation.”
Yuhyun bowed to the air.
– Yesssss
– First donation, sweet lol
– Clown talent officially recognized lol
– Gotta admit it’s true lol
– Reaction incoming?!?!?!
‘Reaction? You have to do something for donations?’
He quickly dug through the body’s memories for info on reactions, and his face stiffened again.
‘Damn it.’
This body’s original owner had prepared a donation reaction in advance.
A dance.
Some bizarre song would play, and he’d clasp his hands behind his head, wiggling his hips in an utterly ridiculous, awkward display.
‘I’m supposed to do that…?’
First Tangle Yuhyun, now this humiliating dance—a one-two punch.
No way.
No matter how desperate for money, some lines shouldn’t be crossed.
Not unless millions were rolling in at once.
His pride as a former hero wouldn’t allow it.
‘Maybe for a million… No, stop thinking about it!’
For now, he wouldn’t do that absurd dance.
“…I don’t have a reaction prepared yet, but I’ll think of one for next time. Really, thank you.”
KeyJobManiac, not expecting much, replied with a casual ‘ok ok.’
– Big one’s coming, get ready
– Host, don’t bend, just keep gaming lol
Thankfully, the viewers didn’t care much and moved on.
Yuhyun swallowed a sigh of relief, about to resume the game, when a thought struck him.
‘I still don’t fully get this streaming thing.’
He’d been relying on the body’s memories, luck, and quick thinking, but this haphazard approach would hit a wall soon.
Better to wrap up for today.
“Alright, that’s it for today.”
– Noooo don’t gooooo
– It hasn’t even been that long ㅠㅠ
– I won’t tease you!!! ㅠㅠㅠㅠ
– Why end already??? Are you actually mad???
– Newbie legend lololol
– Sorry to ask on first meeting, but… is your sense completely shot???
“No, it’s not that. Today was just a light test run. I need more prep, so I’ll be back tomorrow.”
Yuhyun calmed the upset viewers.
Logging out, the screen faded to black, and he was back inside the capsule.
“Phew, for a first stream, this passes, right…?”
But Yuhyun didn’t yet know.
Today’s broadcast would stir a far bigger reaction than he ever expected.