“The next topic is the 2 trillion won short selling that struck Shaolin, and the temple burning from violent protests. Wow… haha. Just looking at the chart, it’s fierce, right? I mean, from just the charts, it’s like a total junk stock!”
[V-Tube]
【Manggong Dictionary / 2 Trillion Won Short Selling Striking Shaolin, Temple Burning from Violent Protests】
[※Live – 1:07:58]
[Manggong Dictionary (3.84 million subscribers) · 119,000 viewers currently watching]
The representative political V-tuber of Korea, Manggong Dictionary, grinned while looking at the chat window.
The live viewers had exceeded 120,000.
NoName, which was a cheat key that should never be overused, always surprised him with the massive viewer boost effect.
“For those who are hearing this for the first time, let me explain the situation.”
“It all started with the release of PMAAS.”
“The rapid advancement of virtual reality games.”
“The public wanted to summon Chinese sects and validate their martial arts.”
“Quite a few martial arts proved to have quite unique personalities and practicality.”
“But when the Seventy-Two Genies faced severe backlash, Shaolin ended up suing Wearsoft along with several sects.”
“A vengeful NoName started a 1 trillion won short selling.”
“We, Shaolin, must protect ourselves! Who else will?? So, the Chinese pushed the stock price back up to 20,000 won in three days. But wait, another trillion just came in? There’s no way to stop this! The Chinese are in despair. Whose money is this? It all comes from their own pockets. They try to initiate a boycott, but are they really not buying Dream Capsules in China?”
– Infinite cash reload, hahaha
– Go ahead and try boycotting, lol
– NoName style: Ask and double down!
“Moreover, Shaolin has lots of enemies. Really a lot. The Nine Schools and the Five Great Families! If you look broadly, all 30 sects in China are hell-bent on suppressing Shaolin!”
Manggong Dictionary announced the news of Zhuge Family’s involvement.
A huge brawl was breaking out.
“Is it only in China? Nope, it’s in America too! Suddenly, big players began to appear one after another.”
Starting with the CEO of VariA, the hedge fund wanting Janjeol’s listing, and even NoName’s personal fans.
Typically, individuals look down on short selling, so institutions don’t openly reveal their short positions.
But now, it’s the perfect opportunity to sink the number one sect in China.
NoName is a reliable ally.
In the popularity contest between Buddhism and NoName, NoName won.
“Yet, the NoName Wizard is also tied to Buddhism. This is hearsay, believe it or not.”
– Fully owned, lol
– Ah! That means they came with empty hands and went for the short selling!
– Yes, this guy! Empty (Kong)!
– I feel like I heard NoName is linked to Buddhism somewhere, lol
– Why have you come empty-handed, little star…
– Now if you get marked by NoName, you’ll be split in half and die, damn!
Then, various crimes occurring in Shaolin and illegal arrests and detention controversies arose.
After about 30 minutes of talk, one topic ended.
“Why are there so many donations today? Do NoName’s viewers have a lot of money?”
While expressing gratitude for the pouring super chats, a massive donation hit again.
[NoName Official | ₩ 1,000,000]
[I’ve enjoyed it a lot, Manggong Dictionary. Wishing you a blessed New Year.]
“Thank you so much, NoName Official for the big 1 million won donation. I’ll add it to the production costs for creating quality content. Thank you.”
That nickname felt familiar.
‘Is it a fake? It must be a fake…?’
Manggong Dictionary couldn’t help but click on the donor’s profile picture.
Then…
[NoName Official]
[Subscribers: 1.95 billion / Videos: 233]
– ??????
– Is NoName appearing?
– Wow, that’s insane, hahaha!
– Were you watching, NoName!!!
– Achieving life goals by receiving donations from NoName!
– Soon to hit 2 billion subscribers, damn!
– Oh, God of Short Selling…
– Master Dance of Demon Beast, Great Name!
“Ahhhh, NoName High Wizard! How was your Lunar New Year holiday? Wishing you a blessed New Year and may all your endeavors go well. Should I offer a bow?”
The camera caught the ugly expression of Manggong Dictionary being observed by the PD and the cast.
‘Wait, bowing to a 10-year-old…?’
‘Manggong is almost 40 years old in two days…’
‘You fools, in the V-tube world, levels mean everything! Do you want to get crushed and die by accident?’
Whispers and scuffles were happening among them.
– NoName, please turn on the stream!!!
– You don’t have to do anything, just turn on the camera, please!
– Please tell us about the Shaolin short sell!
– I’ve become unsatisfied with vlogs…
Meanwhile, NoName, who was watching intently, had a somewhat dissatisfied expression as she fiddled with her pink lips.
Shaolin, without even an apology, went into stubborn mode.
Even NoName didn’t have much room to work with.
‘Compared to that, these guys from the association…’
What they did to Love Kim was, no matter how you look at it, outrageous.
‘Should I ask the alliance for help?’
The Korean Wizards’ Alliance and the Korean Wizard Association are completely different organizations.
The former focuses on protecting unique magic works and the interests of clans, while the latter is a public institution under the Ministry of Culture, Sports and Tourism that organizes competitions like the Academy Competition and National Exchange Tournament, nurturing talent, and expanding the magic battle industry.
NoName shook her head.
“Unlike Shaolin, being a public institution means you can’t just suppress them with money.”
In the end, what’s needed is to publicize.
It would be important to emphasize the severity of the situation to the Minister of Culture to demand a direct investigation.
NoName called Love Kim.
[Hello? Hello? Is this the wrong number? If I don’t get a response, I’ll hang up.]
“Love Unni, it’s me. I guess this phone isn’t storing my number.”
[Huh? Is this voice Na-me? Wowww, it’s been a while! How have you been?]
“I’m doing well, as always. But your voice sounds weak, Unni. Is something wrong?”
[Nothing particular has happened? Ugh, I’ve been struggling with my academy studies lately. I don’t get why pursuing artistic expression is so difficult. I’ve just been drawing hexagons that it feels like my eyes are turning into honeycombs.]
Although Love complained about her hardships, she didn’t mention anything about the association.
“Do you want to go see the National Tournament happening tomorrow? I’ve got three tickets.”
[Ah… Would it be okay to skip self-study? Mom would be mad if she found out. But why did you contact me instead of going with your family?]
“Because it’s more enjoyable to watch the tournament with you, Unni. Plus, I’m considering holding a private tournament based on this experience.”
[A private tournament?]
“Yeah. Love Unni, let’s compete in a magic battle together. In an official stadium.”
*
In front of Seoul World Cup Stadium.
“Ah! Na-me! Right here, right here!”
Among the warm down jackets, two girls popped out waving their hands.
“Hello, Love Unni.”
“Yeah, this is your voice…! This healing voice that doesn’t come through on the phone! Yaaay, I’m so glad to see you!”
Love grabbed my armpit and did a spin.
“Just let go, I can tell you don’t like it.”
“Hmph, what do you know! Na-me, I’ve missed you so much… I keep recalling those memories of being slapped by you before sleeping every night—”
“Hello, Olivia Unni.”
“Oh dear, why didn’t you just hang out with your family? No matter how little stimulation life has, you shouldn’t pull Love in like this.”
“If you’re going to nitpick, go home. I’m spending a cozy time with Na-me, just the two of us.”
“Your life hasn’t been devoid of stimulation, right? I’ve just come back from gambling 2 trillion won.”
“Ah…! Right, you weren’t exactly normal, were you?”
Olivia made a face of disbelief.
“Hehe, let’s hurry in. Today’s the qualifying round of the National Tournament, yet there are so many people.”
“When is the finals, by the way?”
“Saturday of the second week of April, so is it April 11th this year, Olivia Unni?”
“About that. Yeah, that’s right.”
I heard the number of people looking for the National Tournament has clearly increased after the Exchange Tournament.
A martial arts tournament, almost formatted like a traditional martial arts match, was packed from the qualifiers, and there was even a ripple effect on other niche sports.
“I watched all of Olivia Unni’s matches from the past two years.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, it’s lip service, right?”
“Seriously. I watched them with Dad and Saetbyeol, and it was super fun. You did well, especially in the round of 16, right?”
“Ha! Did you see, Kim Love? Na-me has known me way longer than you.”
With a snort, Olivia threw her arm around Love’s shoulder.
The two sisters seemed to often bicker even in regular life.
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
Just as we were trying to find the entrance line, suddenly the sound of police whistles echoed.
“Is it a crackdown?”
Just then, a man in a hat dashed past us.
SWISH!
“ACK!”
The man stumbled over Olivia’s long legs and tumbled across the stone floor.
Wow, he must be in immense pain.
If that was a stuntman’s performance, he would definitely be at the industry’s peak.
“This bastard… ugh!”
As the man groaned in pain, trying to get up again…
“What’s up?”
Olivia suddenly stomped her foot on his shoulder, sending him toppling down again.
“Haah… Thank you! But why are you running, Uncle?”
“Owwww! Call an ambulance, please!”
The police, who finally got their breath back, expressed their gratitude to Olivia.
“Was he a scalper?”
“Seems like it. What scalper would be at the National Tournament?”
The police seemed startled at Olivia’s height at first.
She was 185cm tall despite being a girl.
Meanwhile, Love, standing next to her at 178cm, looked small.
With her superior genes, she was someone who won the National Martial Arts Tournament in 2052.
“What’s taking so long, Na-me? Come on!”
“Ah, right.”
As the three of us walked, I was quickly caught comparing myself, so I slowed my steps down.
“By the way, were you serious about holding a private tournament?”
Love asked.
“Yeah. I wanted to fight you in the finals, but I lost to Emika, so we couldn’t meet.”
“Ugh, if I hadn’t been careless back then, I would’ve won…!”
“So, are you up for it?”
“How big are you planning to go? About 5,000 people?”
“100,000 people.”
Just as I spat that out, Love’s eyes widened in surprise.
“What? 100,000? No, that’s too big! How can you expect 100,000 people to come for just one match?”
“Why not? I’m NoName, and you’re Love Kim.”
“That much will require permits from the association and various preparations.”
“I checked the regulations, and it didn’t mention needing permits. As long as the ticket price is under 50,000 won per person.”
Love Kim pondered.
“What’s the purpose of holding the tournament? Are you planning to donate or need fast cash?”
Olivia posed a quite astute question.
“100,000 multiplied by 50,000 equals 5 billion won. Subtracting miscellaneous expenses, it’s roughly 4 billion.”
“Wait, do you know Love got ripped off?”
I flashed a significant smile.
“Everyone has been complaining about how poorly the association has run competitions for so long. Let’s show them for real. What true entertainment is all about.”
