<strong>"Kato, you''re in big trouble now, hehe."</strong>


    <strong>- LMAO, he got caught too haha</strong>


    <strong>- Doesn’t his expression seem a bit too bright for saying something like that?</strong>


    <strong>- Other people’s misfortune = my happiness haha</strong>


    <strong>- Newbie just entered the chat haha</strong>


    Harmony, for the past few months, had been smiling the brightest.


    The moment Harmony''s uncontrobleughter, one that she had no intention of hiding, was broadcast across the screen, a storm of explosive reactions from the viewers followed. Without needing to be told, thousands of viewers saw months of memories sh before their eyes.


    Of course, it was the same for Harmony. Crossing the Brooklyn bridge from New York, holding a gun for the first time in her life, struggling to fight enemies, and finally making her way to the safe zone where she met a user for the first time—who would have thought it would be Yujin?


    <strong>"Kato, you’re not dropping your magazine, right? That’s fine."</strong>


    <strong>- Magazine hahaha</strong>


    <strong>- ''Dark History''</strong>


    <strong>- (Yujin ring at Harmony like she was about to kill her)</strong>


    <strong>- Talk about a generational difference haha</strong>


    <strong>- Fact) It’s been less than 10 months since then</strong>


    It was as she said.


    It had only been about three months since Harmony and Yujin met in mid-August, so there were still three months left until the end of the year. But who would have imagined that in that time, Harmony would be a skilled yer, even sessfully avenging herself against Final Championship yers?


    Even she couldn’t believe it.


    In any case, the magazine joke had be a meme in Harmony’s stream. There had been quite a few mistakes made the first time they met Yujin—though both the viewers and Harmony didn’t take it seriously.


    The mistake was forgiven, since Harmony wasn’t serious about it.


    <strong>"Anyway, Teacher, you’ve already reached level 15. As expected, you always go full throttle, huh?"</strong>


    <strong>- What? Does she mean she’ll go full throttle too?</strong>


    <strong>- She''s already driving 150 km, what more do you need haha</strong>


    <strong>- Living point) This person has already killed 17 people with grenade fishing</strong>


    <strong>- What’s she up to now? haha</strong>


    <strong>- You do the same every match though haha</strong>


    As the yer-bandidos'' cooldown ended, Harmony stood up and started matchmaking.


    It was a path simr to but different from Yujin’s. The so-called master had never yed as a Yudit while leveling up to 15, but Harmony did the opposite. She would enter with a subpar gun and a few magazines, a mediocre bulletproof vest, and some misceneous items—then fight enemies.


    In all sorts of unconventional ways.


    After a while, the match ended and she found herself at the outskirts of a shopping mall.


    With just a pump-action shotgun and about twenty shells, a level 3 vest, and a tactical vest—the only items Harmony had were minimal.


    <strong>"There’s still 20 minutes left. Plenty of time. I’ll hurry up."</strong>


    Now familiar to the point where theyout was almost second nature, Harmony began walking toward Olive, following the less traveled, darker path. There were a few uncollected items left, but they weren’t her priority.


    She picked up traps, optimized for fishing or creating ambushes. Using things even traders wouldn''t take, she set them up at the paths where people usually passed.


    If she had grenades, it would be great, but it wasn’t an issue.


    <strong>"Yudits usually don’t have headsets, so it’s better to use these kinds of traps to keep track."</strong>


    As she spoke, she started setting up traps at high-traffic areas or ces where valuable items often appeared. Her speed was impressive.


    Harmony had inherited Yujin’s tactical mind, but her excellent dexterity made her perfectly suited for this—she was a natural at optimization. It didn’t matter if people rarely passed by. If one person got caught, that was enough.


    As she exited Olive, she carefully looked around before stepping into Ultima Mall, not to farm but to ce traps at esctors and corridors.


    In less than 5 minutes, 10 sound traps were set, and Harmony waited, hidden in a corner where no one would notice her.


    And then, after a while:


    <strong>Clink!</strong>


    <strong>"It sounds like they came down from the esctor on the second floor."</strong>


    <strong>- She’s like a ghost haha</strong>


    <strong>- Are you a psychology major????</strong>


    <strong>- Even though it’s not easy to install traps on paths where people walk, she’s doing it well haha</strong>


    <strong>- If this person were a terrorist, the world would be in chaos by now haha</strong>


    <strong>- Less than 3 minutes, and she already caught one haha</strong>


    It was exactly as expected.


    As Harmony carefully emerged from behind the esctor, she saw a figure slip through the entrance leading to Olive. The lighting was dim, but that wasn’t important—what mattered was the bulky figure with an unnatural silhouette.


    In other words, it was a user.


    <strong>"...Waiting for battle is truly an art, huh. I wonder how true that is."</strong>


    Patience, a wide perspective, and moving only when the moment was right.


    This phrase, often repeated to her, wasn’t just nagging but a lesson that was always relevant in games—Harmony would never overlook Yujin’s teachings.


    Stealthily and quickly, she followed the user’s movements. The moment the user crossed the entrance toward Olive, Harmony waited against the wall, listening for the next sound. Suddenly, there was a metallic noise.


    For every trap, the source of the sound had to be different. This allowed her to identify the trap’s position.


    From the dull thud, she could tell that it was a stic bottle trap ced at the office area.


    <strong>"Hmm..."</strong>


    From within the office, the sound of footsteps echoed. Someone was rummaging inside. Harmony, noting the location of the broken noise trap, quickly deduced that the user was going to exit in the opposite direction.


    ording to her prior knowledge, EU had a set farming route. Most users preferred efficient paths. Returning the way they came was inefficient, so she waited near the exit.


    After some time:


    <strong>Boom!</strong>


    <strong>"Aaaah!"</strong>


    The sound of a shotgun echoed, followed almost immediately by a heavy voice. Though the usercked pain receptors, the automatic sound of the avatar being hit was clearly audible.


    The female avatar cried out in pain as one knee waspletely destroyed. Twelve steel pellets scattered over the area that the bulletproof vest couldn’t protect, and the enemy lost all mobility. They copsed to the ground, unable to even fire their gun.


    However, Harmony wasn’t stopping there. She shot the other knee from a distance, then pressed her foot down on their right hand to prevent any possible resistance.


    The female avatar beganmenting her fate, and Harmony turned her gaze to the user’s head and spoke.


    <strong>"I’ll let you go peacefully if you give me your gun, helmet, bulletproof vest, and grenades."</strong>


    <strong>"That’s what you’re going to take... ugh!"</strong>


    As Yujin always said, pointing a shotgun at someone withints would always get a polite response.


    Today, Yujin’s teachings were in full effect, and Harmony couldn’t help but be thankful for the wisdom passed on. How could she not respect someone who was always right?


    But today, it wasn’t just surprise—it was for a different reason.


    <strong>"Wow, I can’t believe I got that from Harmony..."</strong>


    <strong>"Want me to say something weird again?"</strong>


    <strong>"No, no, take the gun, vest, helmet, and grenades. But I have a credit card in my underwear... you’re not taking that, right?"</strong>


    <strong>"Quick, heal up and escape!"</strong>


    <strong>nk!</strong>


    Harmony’s gunstock hit the user’s helmet with a soft <em>clink</em>, and the muffled sound of a cute groan came from beneath the helmet.


    Afterward, the user, giving up, handed over a modded SVD with several magazines, two grenades, and protective gear, and Harmony gratefully epted it, adding:


    <strong>"I’ll drop a few before I escape, so you can file for insurance."</strong>


    <strong>"Ah, thank you."</strong>


    <strong>"Now, get out of here before I shoot you in the back."</strong>


    <strong>"Doom! No!"</strong>


    The user, now with a working leg after Harmony healed him, grabbed an axe and scampered off, while Harmony smiled in satisfaction.


    <strong>"Now, let’s go make some money."</strong>


    <strong>- The donations in real life are crazy haha</strong>


    <strong>- At least she’s saving him haha</strong>


    <strong>- A totally legal and just conversation, I agree</strong>


    <strong>- Is this Mad Max-style dialogue? haha</strong>


    <strong>- I have a lot to say, but I’m not going to because they’re stronger haha</strong>


    Harmony had another sessful run today.


    Meanwhile,


    <strong>"Snake, nooo!"</strong>


    <strong>"Finally, after about twelve hours."</strong>


    Yujin and Cartographer.


    The two of them were finally face-to-face with Mecha Yujin.


    <strong>"Ugh..."</strong>


    <strong>"We can''t ck off now. Let’s go!"</strong>


    <strong>- Carto’s been ying harder than evertely haha</strong>


    <strong>- ?? : If you kill someone, it’s farming</strong>


    <strong>- Stop farming already!!!</strong>


    <strong>- Mecha Yujin still hasn’t shown up, seriously haha</strong>


    <strong>- This time, it’sing! Seriously (or maybe not)!</strong>


    After 11 hours, 45 minutes, and 22 seconds of streaming, a pretty avatar spawned in the shopping mall, only to copse on the floor. The shiny hair brushed against the floor, and for a moment, Carto almost lost his bnce, but thankfully, it was VR.


    Carto was reaching his limit. After running through countless maps today, he had earned about 8 million credits. At first, he was showing Yujin the ropes about food runs, misceneous item runs, and storage runs, but with Yujin’s stamina, even an ironman couldn’t keep up.


    Of course, Yujin was on Hardcore mode.


    <strong>"Are you made of steel?"</strong>


    <strong>"Then the gas mileage must be terrible."</strong>


    <strong>"Ugh..."</strong>


    It couldn’t be helped. To be honest, I had been choosing the most intense battles and dragging Carto into them, so it was more than half my fault. I wasn’t going to rush him. If Mecha Yujin didn’t show today, we could try again tomorrow.


    As Carto got up, holding his back after a wrong posture, I used my tail to pull him up. He was a handful.


    <strong>"Well, if Mecha Yujin doesn’t show this round, we’ll just have to search for him tomorrow. Sorry for making you go through a triathlon."</strong>@@novelbin@@


    <strong>"Hehe."</strong>


    <strong>"So, does that mean you’re okay?"</strong>


    <strong>"Noooo!"</strong>


    As expected, Carto answered quickly. If he didn’t, he’d be dragged into Yujin’s camp tomorrow.


    This was thest match of the day, so I finally brought a decent gun. For me, “decent” meant a Lapua sniper rifle. I even brought the special ammo the Hunter used, so I was ready for anything.


    <strong>"Why are you this fast while wearing a Zabrallo vest?"</strong>


    <strong>"Hurry up."</strong>


    With a hexgrid vest on, Carto was slower than me. But he didn’t take long to reach the entrance, where several bandidos, cursing in English, started shooting.


    I pulled out my MP7 and aimed for their heads, taking them out one by one.


    Today’s mission was to hunt down the boss that only spawned in the shopping mall: "Mad Trigger," who had teamed up with three rogue bosses to take over the mall.


    I was here to stop them.


    <strong>"I wonder how the boss quest popped up so quickly. I heard that rogue bosses spawn here too. Will they show up this time?"</strong>


    <strong>"I don’t know. If they do, we’ll take them out. If not, we’ll escape. With all this gear, it should be easy."</strong>


    <strong>"Haha."</strong>


    As expected, I didn’t get the boss I was looking for, but a group of four came by. We made quick work of them, making sure their bodies and heads ended up in the lobby. The boss spawn rate was 15%, and even with the added quest, it wasn’t enough.


    Still, with this gear, I was making back more than I spent on ammo.


    I stuffed my items into my bag and said:


    <strong>"Looks like another uneventful round."</strong>


    <strong>"Yeah, it was fun though. Maybe we can meet up again in a month..."</strong>


    <strong>"Where do you think you''re going?"</strong>


    <strong>- Lmao, Carto tried to run away after posting the credits haha</strong>


    <strong>- He tried to sneak out haha</strong>


    <strong>- ?? : You’re getting kidnapped...</strong>


    <strong>- Carto, you’re already in Yujin’s sights, where are you going? haha</strong>


    As Carto’s life seemed to lose all hope, I gently tapped his back and reassured him.


    As I stood up, I saw a helicopter noise and knew the game was far from over.


    <strong>"Snake, nooo!"</strong>


    This concludes the chapter! Let me know if you''d like any further adjustments or assistance!