Deep Sea Fish Hunting Specialty Broadcast-Chapter 130 : Yay! A Shortcut! (2)

EP.130 Yay! A Shortcut! (2)

Yu Parang is a lot like a fish.

Not in terms of appearance, but in her behavior.

Just compare ’Yu Parang in water’ and ’Yu Parang out of water,’ and you’ll understand what this means.

Parang is terrible at communication outside of water.

To be precise, she has severe stage fright, which is a critical flaw for a broadcaster.

In the water, she can joke around and handle unexpected situations with grace, but once she’s out of the water, she becomes as limp and helpless as an octopus pulled up on a fishing line.

Parang has only stood in front of the camera outside of water twice: during her first broadcast and when exploring the Bermuda Hive.

Both are the most embarrassing moments she’d like to erase, yet they’re also her most well-known videos.

As a result, anyone who knows Parang is aware that she’s not at her best outside of water.

This is why she starts and ends almost all her broadcasts underwater.

But today is different.

Today’s broadcast theme is ’Conquering the Undersea Hunter Rank Exams.’

Since you can’t take all the exams from D-rank to SSS-rank in one place, she inevitably has to move from one exam site to another.

And she can’t just stay silent while moving around, which means she has to speak outside of water.

Dragging a portable tank around a crowded exam site isn’t feasible, and it would look ridiculous.

Some might argue, "Why not just pre-record the exams and upload the footage later? Does it have to be live?"

Unfortunately, this broadcast must be live.

There are several reasons, but the main one is to eliminate any suspicion of manipulation.

The Undersea Hunter Rank Exams have a significant issue pointed out since their planning stage.

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The problem is that the difficulty is excessively high.

The exams aim to recruit personnel to defend the coastline against emerging monster fish, so the exam questions reflect the actual abilities of these creatures.

As a result, the difficulty skyrockets from A-rank exams onward, making them vastly different from other Hunter exams.

In short, they’re insanely difficult.

It’s no surprise that there are complaints about the excessive difficulty.

There was even a live broadcast of the only person in the world to pass the SS-rank exam, Australian Hunter Toby Drinkwater, failing miserably at the SSS-rank exam.

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When controversy over difficulty arises, more people give up before even trying than those who attempt out of spite.

There’s a risk that the project, which has been launched with all available resources, might fail spectacularly.

Therefore, the Hunter Association and Silo Corporation need to prove that the exams are ’doable.’

Fortunately, they anticipated this situation and planned to address the issue through Parang’s broadcast.

They needed to eliminate any suspicion of manipulation from the start, leading to the decision to conduct Parang’s broadcast as an unedited live stream.

Of course, Parang’s opinion was taken into account.

If she had been vehemently opposed, things might have been different, but she agreed to some extent, allowing this situation to unfold.

Why did Parang agree?

Well, it’s hard to define her mindset when she accepted the proposal.

Perhaps she felt she couldn’t keep avoiding it.

Or maybe she decided it was something she had to do.

Or perhaps she accepted without any particular reason.

Her emotions were so mixed that it was hard to distinguish them.

However, the direction was clear: "Proceed with the broadcast."

In the end, the conclusion can be summed up simply.

Just look at Parang’s current state.

Thump. Thump.

’Stay calm, stay calm, stay calm...’

Thump. Thump.

Parang held the handle of a thick steel fire door with one hand, while the other rested on her anxious chest as she tapped her foot.

Opening this heavy door would mean facing the crowd.

Thump. Thump.

Outside, the host’s voice buzzed through the microphone, likely introducing Yu Parang.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

Parang’s hand on the doorknob trembled.

This was a moment she had to face eventually.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

She couldn’t hide in the water forever, not until she quit broadcasting.

She knew it in her head, but moving her body was another matter.

Thudthudthudthudthudthudthudthudthudthudthudthud

The long piece of metal in her grip felt heavier than any whale.

Finally, the host said something loudly outside the door, and thunderous applause erupted.

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She instinctively knew.

Now was the moment for Parang to open the door and make her entrance.

’Huh?’

As she realized this, something surprising happened to Parang.

Her heart, which had been pounding as if it would burst, suddenly calmed.

Her mind, once a stormy sea, became as serene as a beach with gentle waves.

And in the middle of that beach stood a figure facing her.

Purple hair, purple eyes.

It was Alice.

As soon as she recognized Alice’s figure in her mind, Parang understood the source of her sudden change.

’Yeah. Whatever. I’ll give it a shot.’

She carried a Kraken inside her, was about to face a global organization head-on, and later had to defeat a monster threatening to destroy this world across timelines.

How could someone like that be unable to handle a simple broadcast outside of water?

Parang learned from Alice the art of ’acceptance.’

A mindset that neither exaggerates nor minimizes the situation.

A calm acceptance of reality, as it is.

Combined with Parang’s inherent ’do-it-when-it-needs-to-be-done’ attitude, it created a perfect synergy.

’Okay. Let’s do this.’

Parang confidently opened the fire door and stepped forward with determination.

Beyond the door was a makeshift stage, like something out of a movie premiere or variety show.

A carpet was laid out from the door to the stage, and as she walked along it, photographers in the front row snapped photos and flashed their cameras.

"Ugh..."

Unaccustomed to such attention, Parang shielded her eyes, and soon she heard the voices of what she assumed were guards controlling the photographers.

Miraculously, the barrage of flashes aimed at Parang abruptly stopped.

In her home world, such a scene would be unthinkable, but in this world, it’s common.

The difference? In this world, the guards are superhumans.

For Parang, it was a fortunate turn of events.

She continued to walk confidently (though not really) and stood beside the host, taking the microphone.

Before her was a large crowd, all eyes fixed solely on Parang.

It felt like a press conference.

The host glanced at Parang, noticing she wasn’t as nervous as expected, and continued the proceedings.

"Yes, we’ve invited Yu Parang, the hunter who’s become a hot topic both in and out of water. Welcome."

The host’s tone was slightly stiff, reminiscent of an interview scene from a college entrance exam passage.

That awkwardness amused Parang a bit, ironically easing her tension.

"Hello, I’m Yu Parang, a B-rank hunter and streaming hunter. Ahem. Yu Parang."

Her voice trembled slightly, and her tongue got a bit tied, but she managed to speak coherently.

Some in the audience looked at her with pride, others with surprise.

No one showed a negative reaction.

It was to be expected. Everyone present had been carefully selected by Silo Corporation as Yu Parang’s fans.

Of course, some Silo personnel were discreetly mixed in.

Parang didn’t know this, but it was a good thing nonetheless.

Surprisingly, the live broadcast proceeded smoothly.

There were minor issues, like unintended lisping or off-key notes, but nothing serious enough to halt the broadcast.

A remarkable improvement indeed.

"Yes, we’ve had a brief chat with Yu Parang. Now, she’ll take the mic and showcase her skills as she conquers the Undersea Hunter Rank Exams. I’m your host, Choi Jaeyoung. Thank you!"

As thunderous applause erupted, the woman standing on the beach in Parang’s heart also clapped for her.

The soft, serene sound of that applause gently soothed Parang’s pounding heart.

"You did well. You’ve worked hard."

It felt as if a warm, gentle voice whispered in her ear.