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Arriving at the end of the hallway, Max opened the door with a newfound sense of danger. His knife was ready to stab or cut anything and anyone appearing beyond the door.

There was no ally. Everything that moved was an enemy.

But before he touched the door's handle, he decided to spice things up a little bit.

"Guys, what do you think will be waiting for me beyond this door?" He asked his viewers and looked at the camera, "How about another bet?"

— Bet?

— This guy is up to no good

— He plans to rack money again

— A bet? Are you sure you're going to bet against me?! Us?!

— Sus, this guy is so suspicious!

"Now, now, guys. If I lose, I will gift 50 Punch premium accounts to random viewers. But if I win… Let's see. What should we do if I win? Should I have you to follow my account? That's a good idea."

Racking follows would increase the chance of his channel being recommended in Punch's monthly ranking. It wasn't that he wouldn't get a result of that.

'My followers are around 1000 now. It's increasing steadily. Though… I would really appreciate it if the system gave me more quests. I become a bit greedy now after tasting its reward. Too bad that it's been very quiet since the last quest. Maybe it's preparing something big?' He guessed.

He was waiting for his chat's reaction, and it came quite fast.

— Guys, are you chicken?! We lost nothing in this bet!

— Bet! Who are afraid? We will bet you die in the next 30 minutes!

— I know that a lot of zombies are waiting behind that door

— No no no, there will be no zombies at all!

"Hmm, the opinion is divided." He stroked his chin while reading the chat

"Let's make a vote. Are there zombies behind the door or not? The choice with the highest vote will be your choice of our bet. Hehe, and should we have another vote about how long I would survive if there are indeed zombies behind this door?"

He chuckled in a low tone and provoked the viewers.

It was one of the tricks that worked on certain people with high pride.

In this eerie atmosphere of an abandoned police station, his chuckle sounded irritating. And as he had expected…

Ding!

[FreakingBreeze has started a mission.]

[Stream Mission: Explore this abandoned building and kill all Infected and Zombies you meet!]

[Reward: 1,000 diamonds.]

… Someone had taken the bait.

Following that, viewers who had money added the mission reward as it sounded interesting. They knew from before Max entered this place that this building was massive, with three floors and a wide structure. It would take time for him to explore everything.

Also, from their knowledge of this game, they had expected many zombies to nest in this building. The decayed corpses in the hallway and a stealth zombie from earlier were enough clues for them.

Before long, the mission reward became 9,600 diamonds from all viewers who donated to it. The vote Max set was also done at that moment, and the result wasn't surprising.

"I see, so it's like that." He nodded as he saw the vote result. "78% of you guys chose that there would be zombies behind the door and that I would survive for 5 minutes at most. That means I would win the bet if I survive longer than 5 minutes, right?"

— That's correct

— More so

— Heh, I bet you die within a minute

— You were just lucky earlier. This kind of building is a zombie's nest! Some Infected might also be walking around

— You thought you were lucky, but it was me who was lucky!

— No one blames you for dying, Breeze. It's pretty normal in this game.

Those who consoled him were new viewers. Their names were unfamiliar and didn't ring a bell at all.

Still, that kind of act put a smile on his face. He enjoyed the reaction of his cheeky viewers who cursed at him, but he also wanted some helpful tips sometimes.

"Well then, the time starts when I open this door. No one complains whether I survive or not. As men, we will take our words seriously!"

— But I am a girl

— A girl with rod, that is

— Funfact, 90% of V-Shelter Survival's viewers are men!

— Hey, I am a genuine woman, with wo in front of man, since birth!

— Guys, I believe Breeze's viewers are 40% women. Look at his handsome face. He's women magnet!

— … Can't deny it

"Oh… My bad." Max also felt it was rude to group them as men, even when he knew there were female viewers.

So, he changed his sentence.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen! Let's start our adventure!"

— The genre suddenly changed.

— Shut up, let him cook again!

— Psst! Breeze has begun his adventure. So, shut up!

With that as a cue, Max opened the door with his shoulder. He pointed the flashlight from the gap created slowly.

Just like the hallway, the room was dark. No, it was darker than the hallway without any speck of light. Dust was kicked up from the wind that entered the room.

That roused anything lying waiting inside.

"Graaa!!!!"

"Grrr!!"

"Aaahhnnn!!"

Groans and moans rang loudly.

And at that moment…

Bam!

A hand was suddenly extended toward his arm from the gap between the door. Panicked, Max immediately slammed the door shut and chopped the decayed arm off. It dropped to the ground with a splash.

Max looked at the severed hand for a second before hearing loud sounds from inside. Whatever was behind that door was banging on it, trying to break through.

Slowly, Max retreated while keeping his eyes on the door.

"T-This is bad, isn't it?" He asked with a wry smile.

No, it wasn't bad anymore.

According to the banging sound that intensified, there were probably more than 5 enemies. The groans also became louder as they heard Max and found him. They were going for a kill.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

"Hey hey hey, it's not stopping!"

Max kept stepping back. He no longer cared about stepping on decayed flesh on the floor.

Just as he arrived halfway to the exit, the door burst open.

Crash!

"Graaa!"

"Hrrrr!!!"

Zombies appeared from the other side, squishing through the tight space and trying to come out. At a glance, there were seven heads that tried to come out of the opening. Many more were waiting behind them.

Seeing that, Max realized… That he fucked up.

"Shit!"

— Run Breeze! RUNN!!!