Martial Arts Returnee's Game Broadcast-Chapter 367: Stop Getting Beaten Up

Mark 2 was being supplied with the mana necessary for life support through Dr. Johann II’s creation-based Awakener ability.

The regular mana replenishment cycle for life support had been once a week.

That had been the case until now.

“With all these new features added, the basic mana consumption has increased quite a bit. You’ll need to check in for a mana refill every time now.”

“That’s dirty work. What is this, some kind of oil exchange? Are you really sending a kid for an oil refill every time?”

Eve was very angry.

Ha Eung Eung tried to calm her down.

[Don’t worry. I won’t just sit idly by either.]

“Just so you know, if you follow that Mecha Elephant, Mark 2 won’t get her mana supply.”

[Don’t worry. That elephant can’t go anywhere.]

What did that mean?

Before Dr. Johann II could respond, a hand as fast as lightning struck the Mecha Elephant’s body with a loud thud.

It was just a small hand, but it was filled with the powerful skill of Fa Jing—a technique that shakes the internal body.

The result was that the Mecha Elephant’s massive body exploded from behind, scattering mechanical debris everywhere.

“Looks like our elephant friend exploded...”

Mark 2, looking sad, rushed to the debris of the Mecha Elephant, but Ha Eung Eung calmed her, saying everything was fine.

It wasn’t clear what was “fine,” but aside from one person, the mood was warm.

In the meantime, Lee So-hye saw the oil flying into the air, staining the garden.

“Wow. They’re going to have a hard time cleaning that up.”

“Why are you talking like it’s someone else’s problem? You’re the one who’s cleaning it up.”

“What?! Me?!”

Returning with a worn-out body, Ujiwoo expressed his grievance at Lee So-hye’s words.

But this time, it was clearly the other party’s fault.

“If you don’t like it, don’t do it.”

“Right? So I don’t have to clean it, right?”

“Then just go and tell them we need to hire a new secretary.”

“...I only said that because we haven’t bought the cleaning tools yet! Just wait a little, I’ll clean it all up myself!”

“I didn’t mean for you to do it alone... Ah, he’s gone.”

Ujiwoo hurriedly ran off.

Seeing this, Lee So-hye noticed the three members of the Forgiveness Squad hesitantly following him and decided to approach them.

“Oh, it’s you guys? The guards Whisper assigned? You must have it tough, protecting that fool.”

What was that?

Was she trying to test them or something?

The trio, communicating silently, shook their heads.

“Not at all. Jiwoo’s a kind and sincere person.”

“I’ve thought so since the association days. He’d be a great husband if he got married.”

“We’ll go now. We can’t leave Jiwoo alone to clean, so we’re going to help him.”

The trio awkwardly smiled and hurriedly left.

What was this? Was she dreaming?

Lee So-hye was dumbfounded watching their retreating figures.

“Three women like that for that fool? Why? What’s so great about him?”

Was Ujiwoo secretly a huge millionaire?

Lee So-hye began to doubt his potential.

 Although the death of the Strengthened Right Hand was regrettable, everyone knew they were walking into a battlefield where death was inevitable.

Ha Eung Eung had no intention of blaming Ujiwoo for the death of such a brave warrior who had accepted death willingly.

But watching the trio following Ujiwoo around and supporting him, just as Ha Eung Eung had promised, made her smile wryly.

‘I didn’t mean for them to go this far.’

It was right after a big battle, and she hadn’t been able to control her emotions. She thought they might have even been ready to kill the trio for upsetting Ujiwoo.

It looked like they were treating him as if he were the son of a noble family in Joseon, and Ha Eung Eung couldn’t help but feel disturbed by it.

[You shouldn’t look at that.]

“Why not?”

[Because I don’t want him to learn about the abnormal popularity of an inadequate uncle.]

Those who didn’t know any better, low-ranking disciples, began to follow Ujiwoo, thinking he must have something to him.

Other disciples saw this and began to treat Ujiwoo like he was someone great, showing respect.

It was ridiculous to see him being treated like he was someone important, like Whisper, despite not having any real achievements. But it felt wrong to tell them it was all a misunderstanding and to break up the group.

“Hehehe.”

Ujiwoo, who had been forced to give up his peak period of life, might fall into deep despair and possibly even commit suicide.

Setting that aside, how could they stop him when they saw him so excited?

“Mom, can you keep your promise to buy the elephant plush?”

[Last time was my fault. I’ll really buy it.]

“Trust. Mark believes and waits for her promise with Mama.”

For Ujiwoo, the Mecha Elephant had been a bad one, but for Mark 2, it was a cherished toy.

Even though she made a promise to get it, Ha Eung Eung worried about where she could find such a toy.

“Everything’s ready for connection.”

[Well done. Let’s meet in the game.]

Well, she could always finish the game first and then figure it out.

Wasn’t showing the granddaughter to Azishahb the priority?

Gladiator Raising.

It had started as a game to tease Lee Hae-chan, but it had quickly gained momentum and took control of the server.

By now, it had become a game where no one could stand up to her.

[▶Connected to Gladiator Raising.]

Bang! Boom!

Boom!

It had been a while since she’d played Gladiator Raising.

The game welcomed her with an intense barrage of fireworks.

<Welcome back, Silent Swordsman, who looks great with twin tails!>

<Giant Mecha Elephant Smash! Monster King Smash! Baek Ryeong Shin-Gun Smash!>

<Wow! You know the mass murder swordsman! For those who don’t know, when Mass Murder Mode activates in one of the Silent Swordsman’s three modes, it is REALLY STRONG.>

<Please subscribe to Silent Swordsman’s V-Tube and set up notifications>

<Where’s the Strengthened Right Hand? Where’s the Strengthened Right Hand?>

<Silent Swordsman, please marry me>

The unwelcome greetings, forced promotions, and public confessions flooded the chat.

It was so embarrassing, and everyone wanted to just leave the game and hunt monsters instead.

After the fireworks festival, these fireworks became a regular event in Gladiator Raising.

“Ha-ha-ha! No wonder the fireworks kept going off. You were here. Why aren’t you flying today?”

[Go away, Eom Gil-dong. Before I cut you.]

“Hehe. Why so cold? I just came to say thank you.”

Ha Eung Eung remembered Eom Gil-dong making a large profit by selling high-altitude protective flight suits. Had he found a new source of income?

“I obtained the recipe for fireworks and started mass production to sell them. It’s been really profitable-”

Eom Gil-dong’s voice faltered and his vision skewed.

“Huh? What’s this? Why is my head suddenly...”

As he tried to touch his face, his hand was severed in chunks.

“No, this insane... Could it be...?”

[Disappear. You are the culprit.]

Ha Eung Eung passed by without looking back.

Eom Gil-dong’s body crumbled as he raised his severed hand.

[Eom Gil-dong has been killed.]

HahahaIt’s karma^^I was wondering when he’d get chopped upㅋㅋㅋA public confession at the university gate is annoying enough, but getting a fireworks confession in the server sky? That would piss anyone offㅋㅋㅋㅠㅠHey, did you shoot that?The flying confession king is hereㅋㅋㅋThe last romanticist of this eraSo, is the flying confession guy gonna die without anyone confessing to him?I agree

Cheering for Ha Eung Eung’s show, where she demolished Eom Gil-dong into 17 pieces, the broadcast energy level skyrocketed.

The unconscious broadcast genius’s high-speed ride at 320 km/h only ended when Mark 2 was found.

‘???’

??What is this?What’s she doing?Is it Mark 2??

With her power-up and new abilities, Mark 2, who had learned martial arts and had both a mother like Ha Eung Eung and an aunt like Eve, was no longer an outsider wherever she went.

But was Ujiwoo secretly a huge millionaire?

Lee So-hye couldn’t help but doubt his possibilities.

“Stab him with a spear!”

“Eh, eh! You, Silent Swordsman wannabe! Give me my money!”

“My land! My property! My safe assets! Give them to me!”

Mark 2, tears °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° streaming as she tried to avoid the angry mob of users whose assets had collapsed with the country’s downfall, tried to escape, only to be trapped in a net thrown by a former property owner turned gladiator.

Crash!

The mob hesitated as they struck Mark 2, trapped in the net.

What was this ominous aura?

The mob nervously laughed.

“It can’t be...”

“It couldn’t be him already.”

“Eh, no way.”

The mob, convinced it was just a feeling, raised their spears again, only to be blasted into the building wall with an effect of light.

[The culprit who ruined the property has been killed by a rock.]

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Mark 2’s deadly technique, honed on pigeons, was now unleashed on the mob.