First of all, Orange King had received absolutely no briefing about the content.
'What is this...? I wasn't just here to laugh and chat?'
Giving feedback on Almond's gameplay could certainly be something to laugh and chat about, but the problem was Orange King's profession. Before becoming a streamer or creator, his main job was being an official LIL Champions commentator. Compared to other streamers, carelessly running his mouth was harder for him.
'What am I supposed to do with these games?'
These games, featuring Almond's calls, were filled with nonsense, leaving him with one option.
'He wants me to roast him?'
Orange King didn't have a particularly close relationship with Almond. Roasting him could cause problems.
"L-let me watch for a bit first? Can I fast-forward through it?"
"Sure."
Tap tap.
Orange King operated the keyboard. The team members had rushed toward the Vault from the start. Almond egging them on was already grating.
"Is there a reason you insisted on the Vault?"
Almond explained, "The Vault is way more efficient. That's how I saw it."
"Hmm..."
Orange King didn’t agree, but he moved on.
Then, out of nowhere, Almond said something that nobody had asked about. "Oh, and I've never quite understood why the tank has to contract first. They're just a meat shield either way, so it seems like it'd be more efficient to start contracting the carry-type champions first."
Every statement defied common sense.
Orange King's face gradually turned red. "Ughhm..."
— Oh no...
— Insane
— Just pearls of wisdom
— Is he doing this on purpose??
— This must be deliberate
— Orange King is getting triggered
Orange King looked up at the ceiling for a moment, tongue flicking out like he was practicing patience.
"Uh... well... I understand what you mean..."
Almond pushed further. "That means I'm right, doesn't it?"
"Hm?"
"I've been a bit frustrated with nowhere to say any of this either... Survival mode doesn't even have that long a history, but there are so many pointless conventions..."
— lmaooooooooooo
— This guy came here with a plan LOL
— He brought him here to scratch him, insane
— Isn't this what you'd get if you typed “12 sentences that provoke survival mode veterans” into ChatGPT?? lmaooo
Orange King's face kept changing colors in real time.
***
Watching this from a monitor, Ju-Hyeok swallowed.
‘Twelve sentences that provoke Survival mode veterans.’
He'd helped Sang-Hyeon select this script because of this content’s basic framework.
'It only works as content if Orange King gets stirred up.'
The person giving feedback needed to speak without reservation, but Orange King didn't have a close relationship with Almond. Even for a broadcast veteran, they couldn't just let loose on someone they weren't close with. The stage had to be set right before the energy could rise. The easiest way was to get him a little genuinely worked up.
'That's something Almond does well.'
Sang-Hyeon had been getting people worked up since his Ah-Sung days. He didn’t do this intentionally.
'Naruto with the power of Nine-Tails...'
He had enormous power that wasn’t entirely within his control.
'Can he actually channel the chakra?'
Could he draw out the other person's energy? That would be the core of this content.
***
"... And the routes are all so standardized. It feels less like you're making plans for the game and more like you're playing the game to make plans..."
Almond went on and on like he was venting.
"Ahem..." Orange King carefully composed himself.
Almond smiled and landed the final blow. "... So, in a way, this mode has a bit of a boomer quality, wouldn't you say?"
Orange King's eyes went wide. His bloodshot veins were visible even through the camera.
‘Boomer... Boomer... Boomer...’
Almond's words kept circling Orange King's ears. The area around his throat started to itch. This symptom only appeared when he had a lot to say.
— LOL
— The demon of interviews
— Boomer LOL
— Hardcore boomer
— Old boomer!
— Smooth as water
— He's the one doing the interview but why is he the demon lmaooo
— He came prepared LOL
"So, I'm right..."
At this moment, Orange King recalled a line written in the casting message.
'Please show us everything Orange King has to offer.'
He understood now why that had been written.
Bang!
Orange King slammed the desk and shouted, "ALL OF IT!!"
— Wow
— What the
— Shock!
— The force!
— Wow...
"All of it is wrong!"
"I... beg your pardon?"
"All of it is WRONG! Every last bit!"
— LOL
— Hahaha
— lmaooo
— Orange King's Ultimate Skill activated
— lmaooo
— Total explosion
Almond's eyes lit up. "All of it is wrong? Why?"
Orange King saw that look and was certain that this was the signal to go for it.
He shook his head. "Haah... No."
"Pardon?"
— He's giving up LOL
— Surrender at 15
— Shortest special lecture in history lmaooo
"I... can't give feedback like this. Not as me."
"... Then who?"
This wasn't a genuine refusal. Orange King needed something that could truly set him free!
"Orange God needs to come out."
"Orange... God...?"
Orange God was one of Orange King's nicknames as a player. When he played well, he became Orange King. When he reached legendary status, he became Orange God. In short, Orange God had been dead for a long time.
"And who is that?"
"Someone who knows LIL well."
"How does that person come out right now?"
Orange King answered shamelessly, "I have to unleash my Ultimate Skill."
— ?
— ?
— Ultimate Skill?? LOL
— Ult lmaooo
— He hit level 6 lmaooo
"If I may, would it be alright?"
"Oh? Sure."
Orange King suddenly closed his eyes. He stayed that way without a word.
"Hm?" Almond looked puzzled and was about to wave his hand.
"Ahem!"
Click.
Orange King raised his hand as if to say Almond's noise was interrupting him.
Almond, actually startled, stepped back slightly.
— ??
— ?
— ...?
— What lmaooo
— Is he a shaman??
Orange King shook his head fiercely like a madman. "You don't even need to watch a game like this!"
That was the signal.
'I'm not Orange King!'
This would prevent him from getting cancelled.
"...?"
Almond became a little flustered. He asked carefully, "Why don't you need to watch it...?"
A reason had to exist.
"BECAUSE!!" Orange King suddenly crumpled the paper in front of him and swung it. "You..."
Thwack!
He hit Almond on the head with it.
"Because! You're the DUMB YOUNG MAN!"
"???"
— LOL
— lmaooooooo
— What the
— Insane situation arising
— EMERGENCY!
— Almond's expression lmaooo
Almond blinked and clutched his head. He didn’t feel any physical pain, but it dealt a psychological blow.
'Is this... Orange God?'
He'd invited Orange King, hoping for tough feedback, but hadn't expected to get hit.
'How... did that actually land?'
Orange King had only intended to swing broadly. Almond had ducked his head closer than expected, and it made contact.
'But it's too late now. More. Go further.'
Orange King raised his chin again and closed his eyes.
"RIGHT NOW, ALL OF THE PROBLEMS!"
Orange King hit Almond's head with the script.
Thud! Thud!
It was as if hitting Almond was the most natural thing in the world.
"ARE COMING FROM HERE! RIGHT HERE!"
— He's using him as a drum lmaooo
— LOL
— This is so satisfying
— SO REFRESHING
— Nut man had it coming
"Ah. I knew that too..."
"SILENCE!!"
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!
— lmaooooooooooo
— Faster than Whiplash
— LOL
— Fair enough
— Drum roll
— SILENCE
— fr...
— Is he actually crazy??
— SILENCE!
— EMERGENCY!!
"You hear me! Do you want to know where your fate went wrong?! HUH?!"
Almond nodded. "Y-yes! Yes!"
"Do you want to know?"
"Yes..."
"But I'm not good at explaining!"
"??"
"Then, just a moment..." Orange King cleared his throat again and muttered, "Ahem. Whew... That Ultimate Skill takes it out of me."
Suddenly, Orange King returned to normal to explain.
"It starts right here."
He pointed to the 0:00 mark on the video. The problem occurred from the very start.
— Orange King is explaining??
— Orange God is done??
— What the?!
— lmaooo
— All that violence just now was Orange God~ nothing to do with Orange King~
— He genuinely seems unhinged
"This was a game where you were calling the shots, right?"
"Yes."
"Let's go through it. Why did you choose this landing spot?"
"Uh..."
"Right. It looked like there was no thought behind it at all."
— lmaooooo same person as before??
— You're Orange King right now
— No thought LOL
"In Survival mode, you see, you're given a map at the start. You need to observe it as carefully as possible."
Whoooosh.
Orange King zoomed in on the map portion to show it.
"This map only keeps its concept the same. It's not identical every time, Almond."
"Hm? It, it changes?"
"..."
"I just thought I was bad at memorizing it."
"Huh?" Orange King closed his eyes again. "Ult again... Oh, it's on cooldown."
Apparently, using his ultimate again was a bit of a stretch at his age.
— LOL
— Immediately agitated again lmaooo
— How many times is he getting triggered??
Orange King couldn't explain anything to someone who knew nothing. Then, something caught his eye.
"Oh, wait. Almond, now that I think about it, that's the world championship photo hanging over there?"
"Oh. Yes."
Orange King suddenly twisted around and shouted, "THEN WHY DON'T YOU KNOW!!"
— You scared me
— Is he actually unhinged??
— lmaooooooooo
— Insane energy
"You played Civil Empire! WHY don't you understand the concept of random maps!!"
The more agitated he grew, the larger Orange King's head seemed to grow.
Almond proportionally shrank. "But what does that have to do with..."
"In Civil Empire, the maps only have a concept! The details are random! Resources, base locations, all of it has a rough flow, but the specifics always change!"
"Oh?"
The Dumb Young Man raised his head again. This time, he actually got it.
"It's the same thing!"
He understood immediately with the comparison to Civil Empire.
"Wow. I genuinely get it now, teacher."
At some point, Almond started calling Orange King teacher.
— lmaooooooooooo
— That's adorable
— Teacher!
— That's actually the most terrifying thing he could say
— Orange King is genuinely a good teacher
— Good choice bringing him lmaooo
When inviting Orange King, Almond knew that commentators were exceptional at explanations. He'd invited Orange King based on that one thing, and it was precisely turning out that way.
"You... get it?"
"Yes."
"Quiz time then."
Of course, a great teacher never trusted their student.
"When Survival mode starts and you're in the airship, what should you be doing?"
"Uh... check the parachute?"
— ?
— ??
— LOOOL
— lmao...
— After playing with Bubblegum for so long...
— lmaooo parachute, seriously?
"AGHHHHHHHHHH!"
Almond looked puzzled.
"Are you Orange God right now or Orange King?"
"N-no comment."
— LOL
— Hahahaha
— lmaooo no difference
— ROFL
"Now, Almond, didn't we just say the map changes?"
"Yes."
"Then you'd want to understand it, wouldn't you?"
"Oh."
"What are you doing in the airship? Are you just chatting nonsense? Don't do that, especially for beginners. Look right here. There's a map."
Come to think of it, a map unfolded inside the airship. Chess-piece-like markers appeared on it with various notes written around. Almond had always assumed these were all just decorations.
"Was that a real map?"
"Yes. It's much easier to see the big picture with this than the tiny minimap."
"Ohhhh!"
— Wow I didn't know this either LOL
— Fr???
— Hm?
— This is actually a great tip
"Look at the map first. Then, paint the picture in your head. Alright, how would you go about this? Tell me like a roleplay scenario for our second quiz."
"Ahh... ahem." Almond looked at the map and muttered, "Hmm~ let's try robbing the Vault. The Vault is far enough away. I won't be contested?"
Thud!
"Not the VAULT again!!!!!"
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!
Almond took another barrage of hits to the head.
— LOL
— Smart Young Man percussion solo!
— lmaooooooooo
— Seizure mode!
— Should we film a fake commander content piece?
— The speakers are going to blow up
— Orange King's throat is going to give out LOL
— The vault is his seizure button fr lmaooo
— Almond’s loving this
— The cost efficiency is unreal
"I only said it once..."
"In LIL, one mistake leads directly to death, Almond."
— Death LOL
— This is refreshing. This is what content should be
— "My Head Still Works" <<< it really is trying its best
Meanwhile, in a room inside a large estate, Choi Sa-Rang busily typed at a keyboard.
Tap tap tap tap...
— SO REFRESHING lmaooo keep scolding him, Orange King!!
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