A Surgeon Who Uses Martial Arts [EN]: Chapter 250

Chapter 47: Already a Year (5)

That day, 4 PM.

Jun-ho was in the living room, talking with Tae-yong.

He had only intended to watch Tae-yong’s broadcast, but unintentionally ended up appearing as a guest.

And the result was…

A successful debut in game broadcasting.

Jun-ho’s achievements seemed endless.

First, he beat the world record of 4 minutes 18 seconds in ‘Jump Queen’ by a whopping 10 seconds.

It was a miraculous result, considering it was a record set by a beginner, not a ‘Jump Queen’ veteran.

– What? Is this for real? He broke the ‘Jump Queen’ world record in just two tries?

– Bow, bow. I apologize profusely. I should have trusted Seo-ssaem [teacher Seo] and not doubted him for no reason.

– Insane physical ability. He should become a pro gamer instead of a surgeon. He’d be neck and neck with Faker [a famous professional gamer]. LOL.

After finishing ‘Jump Queen,’ Jun-ho challenged the infamous shooting game.

This shooting game was similar to the classic airplane games popular in arcades.

The goal was to destroy enemy aircraft while dodging missiles and projectiles.

For Jun-ho, the shooting game was as easy as ‘Jump Queen.’

Jun-ho’s dynamic visual acuity had already surpassed human limits.

Not long ago, he had successfully performed surgery with the naked eye, without a microscope.

Jun-ho effortlessly read the missiles that filled the monitor screen.

He passed through the barrages as if parting the seas.

The path Jun-ho took was the only safe path.

Without dying even once, without using a single bomb, Jun-ho cleared the shooting game on his first try.

The chat room exploded once again.

There were frequent chats that revered Jun-ho to the point of worship.

Where did they hear the rumors and come from?

Around that time, the number of viewers, which had been 70, soared tenfold to 700.

Even while playing the game, Jun-ho diligently checked the chat room.

He was relaxed enough to answer questions if they were interesting.

Jun-ho found his first game broadcast quite fun.

In hospital work, he inevitably had to hide his internal energy, martial arts skills, or physical abilities.

But in game broadcasting, there was no need to do that at all.

It was okay to go all out.

No one doubted Jun-ho.

Rather, the more Jun-ho excelled, the more the viewers responded with enthusiastic cheers and admiration.

Communicating with viewers in real-time was also quite enjoyable.

Because he had another appointment, Jun-ho stopped broadcasting after about 3 hours.

Tae-yong also ended the broadcast, saying he would do a separate evening broadcast.

“Hyung [older brother or close male friend], you should be a game broadcast streamer, not me?”

Tae-yong said with admiration.

“You’re good at all games, you have the looks, you’re good at talking, and you look at the chat room one by one. You’re almost perfect.”

“Well, it might be okay to do it occasionally on my days off.”

“Anyway, thanks to you, I made a decent amount.”

“Made what?”

“What else? Of course, it’s paid sponsorships. I think I earned about 200,000 won [approximately $150 USD]? It’s a new record. The most I’ve ever earned broadcasting alone all day was 100,000 won.”

Tae-yong’s explanation continued.

The good news was that his broadcast subscribers had increased from 100 to 800.

“I’m glad I could help, even in this way.”

Jun-ho let out a sigh of relief.

He came to help with NewTube filming and editing tips.

Jun-ho, who came to help with NewTube filming and editing tips, couldn’t give any proper advice.

Still, he was relieved to be able to help Tae-yong by participating as a guest.

“I’ll help you often if the time is right in the future.”

“I’d be thankful.”

“But why is your expression suddenly dark?”

Jun-ho didn’t miss it.

The fleeting moment, the bitter smile that crossed Tae-yong’s lips.

And Jun-ho already knew the true meaning contained in that bitter smile.

“Why? Are you worried that it’s just a one-day wonder?”

“Wow! You’re not just a demon at games, but also at psychology.”

Tae-yong said with his head down.

“Honestly, you did everything in today’s broadcast, I didn’t do anything. When I think about it, it doesn’t seem like something to be so happy about.”

“It’s not necessarily like that.”

“In what way?”

Tae-yong’s eyes widened like a surprised owl.

Jun-ho calmly explained his reasoning.

According to Jun-ho’s observation, Tae-yong was a good talker.

First, the audio never went silent.

Watching the broadcast was like meeting a chatty close friend; it was friendly.

That wasn’t all.

Tae-yong had a talent for making the same words more stimulating.

Should I say he’s good at exaggerating?

For example, it was like this:

When you get stuck in a difficult section while playing a game.

– It’s going to take a while to clear this. It’s too difficult.

Most streamers would only say this much.

– Wow. Did they even intend for this to be cleared? Does the developer have a tendency to abuse gamers? Crazy! A game that abuses you for a fee…

Fortunately, Tae-yong’s words were stimulating, but he didn’t cross the line.

“Do you know what I mean?”

“Yeah. Roughly.”

“If the number of viewers increases a little more, the broadcast will be more fun with give and take. So just keep doing what you’re doing now.”

“Thank you, Hyung. I feel like I have courage that I didn’t have before.”

“If you understand, then that’s enough. Good luck.”

Jun-ho encouraged Tae-yong and left the house.

He headed to the subway station, facing the pouring sunlight.

Tae-yong didn’t know, but while helping Tae-yong, Jun-ho also gained an unexpected insight: his potential as a game broadcast streamer.

Making profits, increasing NewTube subscribers, relieving stress from hospital life, etc.

Game broadcasting had many advantages in various aspects, so he thought it would be good to do game broadcasting on his next day off.

About 40 minutes passed.

Jun-ho returned to his cozy and familiar neighborhood.

It had been so long since he had returned home that it felt like a ‘homecoming.’

While passing through the park on the way home, a basketball rolled in front of Jun-ho.

Roll, roll~

Jun-ho bent down and grabbed the basketball.

“Hyung, please throw the ball.”

When he turned his head towards the sound, there were guys who looked like high school students playing 3 on 3 basketball.

Jun-ho smiled and took a shooting stance.

“Hyung! You can’t make it from there! It’s far outside the 3-point line!”

“Just throw it.”

“What an overreaction. Does he think he’s Stephen Curry [a famous basketball player]?”

The students tried to stop and ignore Jun-ho, but Jun-ho wasn’t one to listen.

Jun-ho had no confidence… confidence in failing the shot.

Jun-ho’s knees bent slightly and then straightened.

His body floated lightly like a feather.

The basketball left his hand as the arm strength and wrist snap harmonized.

The students were captivated by the elegant curve like a rainbow created by the basketball.

The students’ heads also followed the rainbow curve.

Swish!

The basketball passed cleanly through the rim.

“Mi… insane. D… did it go in?”

“Hyung, are you a basketball player? Your shooting form is so cool?”

Enjoying the students’ 180-degree change in attitude, Jun-ho hurried home.

Today’s main event was waiting for Jun-ho.

* * *

That afternoon, Jun-ho came home, played with Ddol-ddol (his pet dog) until he was exhausted, and returned to his room.

His parents would be back from work at 7 PM.

There was something to take care of before that: the long-awaited Bone Marrow Cleansing!

Bone Marrow Cleansing was, so to speak, the martial art of optimization.

If you set your phone to dark mode, it reduces power consumption and eye strain.

Bone Marrow Cleansing was similar in feeling.

If you succeed in Bone Marrow Cleansing, you can reconstruct your blood vessels, meridians [energy pathways in the body], nerves, and musculoskeletal system to obtain a body that is ideal for learning martial arts.

Crack. Crack.

Jun-ho lightly bent his neck left and right and sat cross-legged under the window.

He placed his neatly folded hands below his lower abdomen.

Jun-ho was the only person who could operate martial arts and internal energy in modern times.

So, if there was a problem during Bone Marrow Cleansing, there was no way to get help.

In the worst-case scenario, the blood vessels could be twisted like pretzels.

You could vomit black blood due to internal injuries and die instantly.

But Jun-ho was not afraid.

Fear was just the wind waving the flag; just because it is shaken by the wind does not mean that the essence of the flag changes.

‘Shall we start?’

With a rock-like determination, the curtain finally rose on Bone Marrow Cleansing.

Jun-ho first checked the amount of internal energy accumulated in his lower abdomen.

Thanks to the peerless Qingyun Mind Method and steadily taking Cheonsan Hwan [a type of medicinal pill], there was quite a lot of internal energy.

It was close to 0.7 Gapja [a unit of time in martial arts, roughly equivalent to 42 years of accumulated energy].

It was enough for Bone Marrow Cleansing.

There’s no need to drag out time for no reason.

I’m going to go at once with the quick method. I can handle it enough now.

Jun-ho operated the Explosion Art on the internal energy coiled in his lower abdomen.

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

As if a bomb had exploded inside his body, Jun-ho’s body shook violently.

As the Explosion Art was activated, high-pressure internal energy spread rapidly to Jun-ho’s musculoskeletal system, nervous system, blood vessels, and meridians.

Its power was like a tsunami, ferocious as if it would cover, bury, and shatter Jun-ho.

Jun-ho’s skin had already turned as red as a ripe strawberry.

The blood vessels and tendons throughout his body were clearly prominent.

It was a pain beyond imagination, but Jun-ho endured it.

No, he could endure it.

When he sent Dang So-yoon to the other world in Murim [a martial arts world], and when he lost Seong-ho in vain in modern times, when he felt his powerlessness to the bone, Jun-ho was in 10 times more pain.

So he could endure this physical pain as much as he wanted, any number of times.

‘Keueueueup.’

Jun-ho barely swallowed the groan that was about to burst out.

The moment he opened his mouth, the pressure of the internal energy that exploded inside his body would decrease, making Bone Marrow Cleansing half-baked.

Just like it is painful to suddenly use muscles that you don’t use, Jun-ho had to constantly taste pain that he had never felt before, from the crown of his head to the tip of his hair.

As Bone Marrow Cleansing progressed, a sticky, yellowish liquid began to flow from Jun-ho’s skin.

It was waste that had accumulated in his body.

In the place where the waste was discharged, new blood vessels and internal energy were taking their place.

A hellish time, even hellish pain, was not eternal.

Jun-ho’s expression, which seemed to bear all the world’s worries, brightened.

Jun-ho released his cross-legged position and got up from his seat.

He stared blankly at the wall clock and quickly realized that he was a completely different person now than he was an hour ago, before Bone Marrow Cleansing.

Vitality was overflowing throughout his body.

It felt like an inexhaustible spring had been created within him.

Jun-ho smiled happily at the fullness he felt for the first time in a while.

Just by succeeding in Bone Marrow Cleansing, Jun-ho’s various surgical treatment abilities had already increased by 1.5 times.

To compare it to a computer, it was the same as devices such as RAM and graphics cards being massively upgraded.

I’ll know the specifics if I test it.

Bang!

Jun-ho opened the door and went out to the living room.