Episode 14
Travel has a channel point system.
Channel points automatically accumulate while watching Travel according to certain conditions - new viewers typically receive 100 points, while rare long-time viewers might accumulate millions.
However, the rewards obtained with these points vary by each streamer's channel since they set the rewards themselves. In channels that don't emphasize points, there's little use for them no matter how many you collect. But active streamers offer everything from chat effects and custom emotes to song requests and horror game challenges.
The real reason viewers love these points? The prediction system where they bet points on stream outcomes.
[Prediction]
[In today's stream~]
[He'll find 1-2 Geols by luck]
vs
[No, he'll find 3-4]
vs
[BS! Mummy will whiff like everyone else (0)]
vs
[No way! Mummy has alien third eye for Geols! (4+)]
Alpaca posted these prediction options. Viewers could check real-time odds and total bets before wagering.
-lol obviously he won't find any
-Anyone actually betting on alien? Suckers!
-I think 1-2! Let's go!
-Marks! Insider info: Hundreds tried days ago but none succeeded!
Points have no cash value - they're digital content earned solely through viewing, making this system not gambling. Losing means nothing, and at best you can make chat slightly fancier.
But human psychology works differently.
Even giving away a decade-old comic book feels like a loss.
When betting points directly? The instinct to win and accumulate kicks in regardless of meaning.
-Straight bet all the way
-LOL people actually believe this?
-Crazy longshot betters! 1% odds?!
"What's straight bet vs longshot?" Seojun asked after reading chat.
Alpaca explained: "Straight means betting on favorites - higher win chance but smaller payouts. Longshots are the opposite."
"Then why is 'I'll find some' the longshot?"
Seojun knew claiming to see Geols without past-life knowledge sounded absurd. He understood the betting ratios: 55% for none, 39% for 1-2, 5% for 3-4, and just 1% for alien theory.
Still, he teased with shameless grin:
"Folks! '4+' pays 100x! Trust me!"
-That's your pitch?! LOL
-Trust you with my precious memories?!
"Memories?"
"Points represent viewing time - we call them memories."
"And you gamble such precious memories? Tsk tsk."
-LMAOOO
-Savage!
-Still not betting!
As they prepared to start...
['Assassin of joseon' donated ₩10,000!]
[Is this normal? Betting 3 years' points on '4+']
-No
-Wow foreign whale!
-Such a mark LOL
The term "foreign whale" refers to bettors from other channels.
"Congrats! You'll win 100x! Maybe..." Seojun smirked.
Assuming his understanding of Geol rules was correct. If not? Oh well.
Honestly though... he felt it.
Past-life intuition just knew.
"Alright! Let's check then. Even we don't know - just going by Seojun's hunch..."
"Since it's your doing, I can't take responsibility."
-Probably lololololol
-Soon, three years of memories will vanish
-This guy's got a beast's heart, whoa
The prediction time ended, and Seo-jun executed the Assassin's Dawn.
"Ah, wait!"
An inexplicable scream from Alpaca was cut off as the screen transitioned.
Darkness instantly fell over the mountainous backdrop, and Seo-jun appeared in the heart of Alteon.
In his right hand was a pipe, and before him lay a half-destroyed theater.
Seo-jun dodged the area, activated the co-op assassination feature, fumbled slightly, then invited Alpaca from his friends list.
After a brief wait, a shadowy figure emerged from the darkness.
It was Alpaca.
"Phew. Glad you invited me properly. Right after sending you off with the viewers, I realized my mistake."
-lolololol
-There's never been a craftsman like this before.
So that's why you screamed?
They first headed to a tavern and opened the skill window.
"Now, our destination is one of District 4's residential areas where the upper class lives. In-game, it's called the Northeast Edge."
Alpaca pretended to explain to Seo-jun while naturally relaying information to the viewers.
Their destination: the Northeast Edge.
A place developed with high-end shops and entertainment facilities for the upper class, lined with townhouses.
Further out stood the grand mansions of nobles—Alteon's undisputed center.
"Simply put, it's Alteon's wealthy district."
Etorre had also resided here at the Northeast Edge.
The area had many squares and parks, including a straight path called the Noble Road connecting aristocratic residences to the royal castle.
The assassination difficulty for key figures ranked just below the royal castle itself.
Unlike crowded District 4, the Northeast Edge’s open spaces made detection easy, with patrols circulating regularly.
Their reason for coming here:
"We're here."
As they walked, screams echoed from beyond a mansion. Alpaca scaled the wall; Seo-jun followed.
With movement adjustments enabled, they easily cleared the 3-meter barrier.
Overcoming it like assassins, they witnessed a noble’s son—a youth resembling Louis Neville—tormenting a ragged child with a rapier in the garden.
"That’s Louis Neville, son of Richard Neville who rules this district."
He was also the star of that weapon-breaking video.
"First, let’s test your skills?"
"Sure."
Seo-jun nodded and stepped forward, drawing the sword Alpaca had given him from his inventory.
(The pipe was too imprecise for targeting specific weak points—not that Seo-jun particularly cared.)
Behind him, Alpaca began narrating:
"Even if you know where to strike to break weapons, replicating the exact motion is tough. I’d say recreating footage is harder than parrying. Of course, someone like you might succeed quickly, but expect a few fails... Huh?"
It ended in an instant.
As Seo-jun approached, Louis Neville giggled before lunging abruptly. Seo-jun sidestepped as if anticipating the move, then slashed diagonally across the rapier’s blade—matching the video’s precision and speed.
Despite having just equipped the sword, he adjusted the distance as if it were an extension of his body.
Louis’s estoc split like wood cleaved by an axe, Seo-jun’s indifferent expression flashing onscreen.
-??? You said it was hard?
-What "few fails"? LOLOL
-Damn, this guy’s a master.
-Opponents starting to sweat?
[Weakness Detected]
[Unlock Condition: Destroy 10 weapons via grain (1/10)]
Seo-jun’s skill window updated.
"Whoa! One try?! You’re built different, fr."
Alpaca marveled, having barely succeeded himself after dozens of attempts—even against static weapons. Striking the exact spot mid-combat on the first try was undeniably impressive.
But Alpaca approached Seo-jun.
"Still unproven, though. Right?"
-Trash talkers malding LOL get real
-If he found it so easily, others would’ve discovered it already
-ㅋㅋㅋ Keep coping
"Sure," Seo-jun replied, dispatching Louis while reflecting.
"But now I’m certain."
"Certain of what?"
"That my theory about the rules is correct."
An arrogant claim for someone who’d only broken one weapon via grain.
-Yeah, sure lol
-Kids falling for this: watch out for pyramid schemes
-One case in days since launch? Sus
"Seeing is believing. I’ll show you now."
Guards charged toward them, drawn by Louis’s screams. Their shields and swords needed breaking.
The weakness lay in artificial "grain"—cracks, structural flaws, or distortions mimicking natural vulnerabilities.
‘The devs implemented this.’
Pressure points.
‘Like the insight of Shaolin abbots who perceive weaknesses in martial arts.’
A similar concept, whether applied to objects or combat.
Seo-jun lacked such perceptual mastery. His past-life martial prowess exceeded most, but true insight into objects belonged to Shaolin masters.
He couldn’t see "grain"—never had.
But this game’s grain was planted by devs.
No need for enlightenment—just deciphering their intent.
And this was Seo-jun’s specialty, honed through countless battles.
He raised his sword and closed his eyes.
The guards’ movements were predictable anyway.
-LOLOL
-Giving up?
-Why close your eyes, old man? LOL
In his mind, strike lines crisscrossed the guards’ gear.
Only two examples of "grain," one firsthand.
But it was enough.
He erased lines conflicting with dev intent.
His arm began descending.
