Chapter 70

After seeing that chat, Mo Yeonhoo realized.

To be fair, sending a spy like this and sowing discord among alliance members must take an extraordinary amount of effort and time. And yet the fact that they had made not only <47>, but several alliances fall apart in a similar pattern meant...

It really is because it’s fun?

It felt as if there might be another reason, but for now, there was no clear answer besides that.

Nothing useful comes up on the boards anyway....

Besides, by now, Mo Yeonhoo knew very well just how notorious the X-1211 server was. On this lawless server, a textbook example of the strong preying on the weak and bowing to the stronger, nobody cared at all even if someone attacked someone else, or if someone brought down an alliance through spy work.

Last time too, when people said someone was going around blowing up alliances, they just said it was Server X, so there were probably lots of people with grudges, and that was the end of it.

At the moment, there was no proper information, nor any opening for information to come out. So crude as it was, there was nothing to do except check the alliance members’ movement paths like this and cross-check with Miu to see whether anyone was behaving suspiciously.

(CH03) 0momo0: okay!! I’ll work hard!

(CH03) Miu: I’ll send messages through the channel even after I leave the alliance territory, so check them

(CH03) 0momo0: but instead of that just give me your number

(CH03) Miu: I can check it on mobile too

(CH03) 0momo0: okay! hehe

He had thought this might be his chance to get Miu’s contact info, but Zombie Village’s mobile version was better than expected.

In any case, after that, the two of them began keeping in touch through the special walkie-talkie’s private chat window, CH03.

When Miu isn’t logged in, I am, and when it’s the opposite, Miu logs in... There’s a mobile version too, so this should be doable!

In theory, yes. But Mo Yeonhoo swore he had not known that two-shift work could be so brutal.

-20XX/XX/XX-

(CH03) Miu: Momo, please log in. I’m going to go watch a Siege War for a bit

(CH03) Miu: Alliance territory, please

(CH03) 0momo0: okay!!!

-20XX/XX/XX-

(CH03) Miu: I’ll be away for a bit. I have to go raid

(CH03) 0momo0: already logged in!!

-20XX/XX/XX-

(CH03) Miu: Are you logged in? Something came up, so I’ll probably be away from the alliance territory for a while

(CH03) 0momo0: okey-dokey!!

-20XX/XX/XX-

(CH03) Miu: Logged in?

(CH03) 0momo0: yeah!!

-20XX/XX/XX-

(CH03) Miu: go go

(CH03) 0momo0: okay!

-20XX/XX/XX-

(CH03) Miu: You in?

(CH03) 0momo0: yeah...

-20XX/XX/XX-

(CH03) Miu: logging out

(CH03) 0momo0: yeah...........

Since Miu was logged in for most of the day, Mo Yeonhoo had thought it would be easy, but Miu was far busier than expected, so Yeonhoo constantly had to watch the alliance members in his place.

Wow, this is seriously hard.

And it was by no means easy.

Wouldn’t it look even more suspicious if he just stood there doing nothing? The spy might become conscious of Mo Yeonhoo too. Because of that, when he observed people in the alliance territory, he had to do something—whether farming or gathering—so there was no time to rest.

(Alliance) KimFactory: No, but the weather today was seriously cold. Is everyone okay???

(Alliance) ShinJadu: Rightㅠㅠ it really was too cold

(Alliance) 1Poop1: fucking freezing, almost froze to death for real

(Alliance) FUNK: It was bearable for me

(Alliance) ShinJadu: Did you check the weather, Momo??

(Alliance) 1Poop1: They’re logged in, but no answer. Are they AFK?

(Alliance) MouseTrap: Looks like it!

(Alliance) 0momo0: I’m here!!!

(Alliance) 0momo0: I was doing a mini-game for harvesting for a second hehe;;

Not only that, he also had to keep making small talk with the alliance members.

Ack, where are they going? Seriously!

Even if he dozed off, the moment another alliance member left his field of vision, he had to come to his senses and chase after them!

That did not mean Mo Yeonhoo only stayed inside the alliance territory, either.

(CH03) Miu: (coordinate link) Can you go over here now?

(CH03) Miu: Use a Stealth item

(CH03) 0momo0: Siege War????

(CH03) Miu: Yes. It looks like 2:1, so please check whether the core is being attacked

If he heard news that another alliance was under attack, he had to rush out. After straining his eyes through binoculars to watch a Siege War until it ended, he would think he could finally clock out.

(CH03) Miu: Send me today’s match records from AI and sniper practice

(CH03) Miu: You did practice in the (Necromancer) training ground for one hour, right??

(CH03) 0momo0: I did the traininggg ground

(CH03) 0momo0: but sniper isn’t done yet..ㅠㅠ

(CH03) Miu: Go do it right now

(CH03) 0momo0: it’s 4 a.m. though..

(CH03) 0momo0: I can’t do itㅠㅠㅠ

(CH03) Miu: You’re not doing it?

(CH03) Miu: Should we end it here?

(CH03) 0momo0: yeah yeah I think maybe ending it here would be

(CH03) Miu: Yeonhoo

(CH03) 0momo0: ~~~only round 1!

(CH03) 0momo0: We will now begin round 2, everyone!

(CH03) 0momo0: I’ll be back, baby

(CH03) Miu: lol okay

Not at all. Miu truly did not give him a moment to rest!

And so, for the past several days, Mo Yeonhoo had lived a life in which he went all in on the game. When logged in, he talked with alliance members, observed them, followed their movement paths, recorded them.... When logged out, he practiced controlling his character and checked whether there were core raids during other alliances’ Siege Wars....

(CH03) 0momo0: No, when do you sleep???

(CH03) 0momo0: Aren’t you tired?????

(CH03) Miu: It’s bearable

(CH03) 0momo0: wow.. you really like <47> this much..ㅠㅠ

Miu was not resting either. How did he do this while also working at the café? When Yeonhoo cautiously probed and asked if he was all right, Miu answered with absolute firmness.

(CH03) Miu: I’m not doing this because I like the alliance

(CH03) Miu: I’m doing this because I’m pissed off

(CH03) 0momo0: huh..?

(CH03) Miu: Playing games is a hassle, and managing an alliance and paying attention to it is even more of a hassle

(CH03) 0momo0: No, then why

(CH03) Miu: I hate someone stabbing me in the back even more

At the words that followed, Mo Yeonhoo had no choice but to go quiet.

(CH03) Miu: They picked this kind of fight with me and tried to blow up my alliance?

(CH03) Miu: With a fucked-up method like this, too?

(CH03) Miu: Where does this pathetic bastard get off

That was right. Ms. Miyoung was—

(CH03) Miu: Just imagining it makes me want to kill them lol

He’s just pissed because someone messed with him!

Alliance or whatever else aside, he simply could not tolerate the fact that someone was trying to screw him over....

It felt as if he could vividly hear Miu’s savage voice, as though voice chat were on, so he never brought up that question again.

After that, he devoted himself even more diligently to Miu’s errands and tasks. With the instinctive feeling that something terrible would happen if his baby rabbit got stabbed in the back by the spy, Mo Yeonhoo faithfully carried out his duty, and as a result—

“Hey, Mo Yeonhoo! Why does he suddenly zone out in the middle of talking? And why have you been clinging to your phone like it’s your lifeline since earlier?”

“Yeonhoo, did you sleep? You look exhausted....”

Even now, when he had come out to meet his friends, his eyes kept blinking from drowsiness, and on top of that, he found himself clutching his phone tightly because he was anxious about when Miu might contact him.

Of course, it would have been enough to give prior notice that he would be unable to respond for several hours, but he wanted to show a cool side of himself, sincerely committing to the thing Miu was this deeply absorbed in.

“No, no....”

After lightly shaking his head, his eyes landed on alcohol swaying in a glass with ice. Suddenly feeling thirsty, he grabbed the glass and drained it in one go.

“Are you crazy?! You just one-shot that—!”

“Why is this so strong...?”

Kim Seongjae and Park Taekyun stared at him with dumbfounded faces.

“Wow, Yeonhoo, are you going for it? One-shotting whiskey is insane.”

“That was whiskey...?”

It was in a pretty, large glass, so he had thought it was a low-alcohol drink. This was bad. If he got drunk, he could not play the game.... He could not....

“They gave us this after Seongjae posted something.”

“Yeah, I tagged the bar, so it came as a complimentary drink. Hey, but they said this was really damn strong. Why would you drink it without any food?”

Kim Seongjae shoved a biscuit into Mo Yeonhoo’s mouth.

“Yeah, it is strong.”

Judging by the feeling that his throat was on fire, it seemed to be quite a strong drink. But at the same time...

“But it feels good.”

He felt liberated.

“Give me that one too.”

“You’re going straight for it? You okay?”

“Let’s order more shots too.”

“What’s with him?”

From that moment on, Mo Yeonhoo’s solo sprint began. Feeling good after drinking for the first time in a while, Mo Yeonhoo recklessly downed strong alcohol all by himself.

Park Taekyun and Kim Seongjae blankly watched as Mo Yeonhoo grinned loosely, hugged a bottle of alcohol, and gulped it down.

“Is that okay?”

“I don’t know. Shouldn’t we stop him?”

“That bastard’s always been good at drinking, but... I don’t know. Hey, drink!”

Of course, that lasted only a moment. Since both of them loved drinking so much, the drinking session instantly grew grand.

After emptying glass after glass for a long while, Mo Yeonhoo’s gaze landed on his phone screen. Seeing a notification pop up felt as if it sobered him a little, but thankfully, it was a StarGram notification.

If it’s StarGram... it’s obviously Kwon Mieon.

It had been quite a while since he last checked his DMs. Every time, he collapsed into sleep and opened his eyes again, so how would he possibly have time to check StarGram? Whenever he looked before bed, there were dozens of notifications, but still....

“Ah, right. Park Taekyun.”

At that moment, Mo Yeonhoo widened his eyes and stared at Park Taekyun in front of him.

“Do you remember that time? The party we went to together in Canada.”

Park Taekyun narrowed his eyes.

“You and I went to more than one or two parties.”

“It was the one before I came back to Korea.”

“Huh? Now that you say it like that, I think I kind of remember. What was it again...? Ah! Your friend’s party? The one you brought me to?”

“Yeah, that one.”

“Right. The friend who invited you was named...”

That was right. Park Taekyun—

“Seunghwan Lee?”

—was the guy who had been at the party inside his lost memories.