I Returned as an FFF-Class Witch Doctor - Chapter 208

Episode 208

“I answered your phone call.”

RRRRRRR-!

Jinseong lay down on the car seat and muttered softly. Following his murmur, a soft light came on in the center fascia, and a familiar profile picture appeared on the navigation display.

Seonghoon Jeong. Senior PD and team leader of Wiz Entertainment Korea Contents Team 2.

On the way from Seoul to Sanbon, his car was driving down Gwacheon-daero after exiting the Gwanak IC, and the steering wheel was reduced to fit under the instrument panel.

His car, a brand product of an American automobile company, is a full-option car equipped with a fully autonomous driving function option.

“Yes yes. manager. I don’t know the details either… Maybe the messenger function was turned off because the command worked without my knowledge, or there is a small defect in the Galaxy-M24 Apple, or one of the two. I have never turned off with my own hands.”

– Are you okay? Of course, broadcasting is also important, but isn’t it healthier than broadcasting?

“Hey, it’s not like I was taken to the hospital like last time. I’m still on my way down to see my mother. But why do you seem to secretly yearn for the opposite…?”

– Haha no. It can’t be. Demian doesn’t have a lot of video sources, but since public opinion is so good, live streaming doesn’t have a big impact on the number of views. For the time being.

“As soon as I return from my hometown this time, let’s prepare things that can serve as sources. After all, Brian and Wendy decided to join the LAN cable…”

– Not bad. I think the synergy would be good enough for the three of us. If Tori Yukihara and Pancherin also participate, I think there will be quite remarkable growth on a global scale.

“I’ve heard of Tori-sama… Pan…Cherin…?”

– Ah, you are a streamer from Singapore. He belongs to us and is one of the top three locals. You may know it if you say Yoo Yu-ri.

“Aha Yoo Yu-ri~? He knows me too. I saw a video on the Switch partner streamer banner.”

As Sung Hoon continued to explain further, Jin Sung nodded his head with an obscurity.

Schedules he hadn’t been paying attention to so far were leaking out on the phone with Sunghoon.

About 100,000 subscribers on the switch channel and 1.53 million subscribers on Otube.

In addition, his average video views were about 1.15 million, so it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a walking company in terms of scale.

It was a strange phenomenon considering that his video upload cycle was irregular, ranging from as short as 1 week to as long as 2-3 weeks.

Not just AC, but if you are a game streamer, you and I are busy producing and uploading play videos and update analysis videos when updates are made.

Actually, Damian wasn’t the type to try to analyze things such as the AC confirmation phenomenon announced by Evertale or the history of fixes and patch updates, or upload experience videos quickly.

I used to upload videos after all other people’s videos had been uploaded, or decorate my Otube and switch personal channels with completely unrelated videos.

If it was negligence, it was a perfect position to criticize for negligence.

However, boasting such a large number of subscribers and views even during such a ruinous upload cycle and undisciplined (?) live streaming cycle of Jinseong means that the named power of Damian and the charm of Jinseong itself are considerable.

And it could be said that it was because there were many people who liked him and waited for him unconditionally on AC and other community sites like a kind of meme.

– Oh. Aside from the last concept meeting, several agenda items came up at the executive-level executive meeting. It is not a complicated and difficult content, and it is a sponsorship agreement between Switcher, which can be said to be the parent company of Switch, and a direct partner streamer, and an agenda for adjusting the revenue distribution ratio according to the proxy. . Also…

“Aha yes. yes.”

Nod!

So, while Jinseong entered in his head the numerous contract terms that Sunghoon recited like rapid fire—of course, it included not only Sweeter but also numerous multinational companies.

I felt a strange feeling, like a sense of alienation, from the fact that the life in my previous life and my current life were showing quite a clear difference.

‘If it hadn’t been broadcast… if it hadn’t come back 10 years ago…’ Her

self-esteem completely collapsed under the burden of life’s weight and responsibility that she had carried on her shoulders since she was young.

Throwing that life into a game and burning hundreds of millions of dollars and young people in their 20s and 30s in one stroke, the appearance at the time was not even a concern.

It was no exaggeration to say that it was a completely different life from the one he was on the road to visit his mother and father.

“Sooner or later, I will go to work. Can I hear the details one more time then?”

– sure. whether there is There are a lot of things that need to be newly checked and filled out regarding the terms of the contract, so please come sometime when you have time. We will prepare in advance.

“Yes then.”

Shoot Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Soon, Jinseong’s car passed quickly, cutting through Gwacheon-daero.

* * *

“Why isn’t this bastard still coming?”

Jinseong got out of the car, putting the coat on the passenger seat in his bosom. Behind the spacious parking lot, the panoramic view of the open mountainside spreads a vast landscape that makes you feel good.

Even though it was embarrassing to stand still in the chilly weather, the reason he was standing like this now wasn’t just to test his physical limits.

“brother?”

“uh.”

Soon after, Jin-seong looked over at an In-young who approached from far away, and immediately started gesturing toward the back of his car.

“what. as soon as it arrives.”

“I’m going to give it to my father and the caregivers, so listen carefully. If you drop it, you die.”

Jinhoon Ma.

He was his only younger brother and porter(?).

“Don’t you have mine? Is this all?”

“uh. That’s it.”

“Oh, that’s really great. A person who makes good money. Why don’t you take care of your brother?”

“You have to do something pretty to take care of it or not. Would you like to do it?”

As Jin-hoon grumbled as he took out a gift set from the trunk, Jin-seong crossed his arms and snorted. Occasional bickering—of course, there was a second-time uncle who was 10 years older than him—wasn’t much different, as in any house.

Thirty-two years old before Jinseong returned. And Jin-hoon and I are four years apart.

In the eyes of adults, he was just a 22-year-old kid and an 18-year-old high school kid who couldn’t see anything in the middle of the day, but unlike his previous life, Jin-hoon couldn’t stand up and fight because his older brother’s atmosphere was very different from before.

It was as if there was not much difference between him and 28-year-old Minjun.

No, if you look at the older brother talking with other people, you should say that he seems to have grown older than that.

Of course, Jin-hoon also knew that his older brother gave up college—even though 10 years later, when the majority of universities couldn’t fill the freshman quota—and threw himself into taking care of the family.

Though he did not go astray by blaming his parents or blaming his family environment, thinking that he could work hard for his family like his older brother.

Recently, I couldn’t help but feel distant from the fact that he was gaining so much popularity by starting a game with a stranger to the point where he wondered if his brother was right.

If it was a sudden change, it was a change.

Of course, Jin-Hun also knew that his older brother had excellent physicals (even if he was a national judo player, Jin-Hun thought that ordinary people would believe him) and an extraordinary head, but he wanted to start a business like a restaurant business. Because I didn’t know it would be.

“What about Minjun hyung? He said he would come with me, but he came alone.”

“He is busy these days. You saw it too.”

“The broadcast seemed to go well.”

“Because you work hard. Why are you broadcasting too?”

“Yeah… I don’t even know how. I don’t even know if I can do that well.”

“but. Broadcasting also has to fit the aptitude. Are there any kids around?”

“I think there are kids who just shoot vlogs or something.”

“Ahh… Hello, nurse practitioner~! I haven’t been here in a long time, have I?”

Cheek!

So, Jin-hoon had a nonsensical conversation with Jin-seong and raised the gift set full of both hands to the fullest, while frowning at the older brother who was smiling brightly as he walked ahead of the caregiver coming out of the desk.

‘What kind of people are there…? Does everyone become like that when it’s originally broadcast…?’

It was because Jin-seong was showing off his terrifying affinity by not only taking away the gift set that Jin-hoon was holding in both hands, but also lifting things along with the caregivers.

“You have to move quickly. What are you doing standing there blankly? Guardians are busy, dude.”

“Have you eaten anything boiled?”

“what. go crazy Where is your father’s room?”

“Room 1103.”

When Jinseong wiped his hands and looked down, Jinhun shook his head. I also thought that people change like this after living outside.

To be honest, he didn’t think that people would be optimized for snobs (?) just because he lived out, but maybe it’s because the more people he meets, the more he’s been living in society for a long time.

So, Jin-hoon, who had never thought about what he would live like, had no choice but to turn his head at Jin-seong’s muttering words as he rode the elevator up.

“If you have any plans to broadcast, let me know. My brother will help you.”

“…really?”

“Then will you ask? I have a lot of money.”

Unlike the sight of the nursing home landscape outside the transparent elevator, the words that flowed from Jinseong’s mouth were quite suggestive.

“Don’t worry about your father and mother. do what you want to do Don’t think it’s strange that you’re making money. You’re not even good at studying anyway. Do it when your brother says he’s pushing you. Anything other than broadcasting.”

“I still get good grades in mock exams…”

“Instead of that, I massaged my mother’s legs. Don’t tick-tick. If mom runs errands, leave right away, even if it’s a game promotion match. okay?”

“No, that’s a bit…”

“Or cut off my pocket money. good luck.”

Tring!

Soon the elevator door opened.