GBP Chapter 33: Train (6)
Chapter 33: Train (6)
Chapter 33: Train (6)Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast – 33
─That thing looks freakishly bizarre.
─Is that even a fish?
─Isn’t that something from a gate?
The chat reactions were explosive. Compared to the other monsters they had seen so far, this ㅜ-shaped monster was exceptionally bizarre.
Unlike the other monsters that at least looked like living creatures, this one was ambiguously un-lifelike.
It lacked that certain something that only living beings possess, a sense of vitality. Even though it was clearly ‘seeing’ with its eyes.
The inexplicable sense of unease Parang felt when she first encountered this monster stemmed from this very ambiguity.
If Parang, who had encountered all sorts of grotesque monsters, felt uneasy, how much more so would the average viewer?
─What is that thing?
─Is it a monster?
─There aren’t even any Umoos around it.
Their curiosity was naturally exploding.
And Parang wanted to provide them with a clear answer if possible.
She didn’t want to give a vague response like, ‘This is a ㅜ-shaped monster… It’s a recent discovery, so I don’t know much about it either.’
As a person, she naturally had the desire to appear impressive in front of many people. Having shown a clumsy side earlier, she also wanted to make up for it.
But she couldn’t pretend to know what she didn’t. Just as she was about to speak with a sense of regret—
– Bzzzz! –
Her phone vibrated.
“Ah, just a moment. I have a message.”
No viewers made comments like ‘Is it your boyfriend?’
Those who would say such things had already been weeded out along with Galecus’s eggs in the first broadcast.
Parang took out her phone and opened SiloTalk.
Given the first-person perspective of her broadcast, the viewers should have seen her phone screen, but it appeared as a black screen to them.
Thanks to Silo’s built-in broadcast screen filtering.
Additionally, Silo put a lot of effort into protecting Parang’s personal information. For example, automatically erasing the ‘departure’ hanging on her ear or preventing certain angles from being viewed in third-person broadcasts.
This was beneficial for Parang.
Anyway, she checked her phone and saw a message from Vertea.
[Capulus: Latin for handle.]
It’s not a mutated Earth fish. Biologically impossible structure. Since it doesn’t drop magic stones when killed, it’s not a gate monster either. Possible explanations include…
The message contained Vertea’s re
─There could be.
─I can’t imagine it.
Meanwhile, the chat was exploding with curiosity.
─ ‘ㅇㅇ’ donated 1,000 won! –
The ‘academic database’ referred to here is the Hunter Association’s database. Most monster information is registered there for public safety reasons.
Even many monsters are registered, although the depth of research on them is significantly less than that on terrestrial monsters.
‘Hmm….’
After a brief moment of contemplation, Parang made a decision.
“They’re just an acquaintance. It’s a bit difficult to explain since they’re not related to the broadcast.”
No matter how curious the viewers were, some things couldn’t be shared. She spoke briefly and concisely.
Surprisingly, the viewers seemed to accept it readily. They didn’t push for more information.
Most simply accepted it with an “I see,” and the remaining few also responded with “I see.”
After all, they couldn’t openly say they wanted to dig into the personal details of someone unrelated to the broadcast right in front of Parang.
In this calm atmosphere, Parang continued to look around under the seats a bit more, and then her broadcast ended smoothly.
“Then, we’ll stop here for today and explore two more cars tomorrow afternoon. Goodbye, everyone.”
─ Today’s broadcast was packed with content.
─ So, is ‘three days’ three days or four days?
─ Oh no, don’t go.
– Pop. –
“Hoo….”
Parang’s vision went dark. It was natural since the synchronized broadcast had ended.
In the end, they didn’t find any signals from the Slayers in cars 4 and 5.
Parang hadn’t expected much. You can’t be satisfied with the first attempt.
When she took off the device from her eyes, the Sakis that had appeared as an Umoo returned to its original form.
‘Ugh….’
Parang grimaced and quickly exited the train at top speed.
“Kraken.”
―――――!!
The tentacles that entered through the train windows exterminated all the monsters.
Complete eradication was impossible, but this would help control the population to some extent.
Parang returned to her home.
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Meanwhile, Vertea.
“A broadcast… huh.”
She stroked her chin in thought, staring at the blank computer screen.