Chapter 2: A Decision to Change the Future.

Limited resources have value, and that list of valuable resources includes time.

They say Bill Gates makes ₩200,000 per second.

There are quite a few people like that in the world.

It’s hard to rattle off names, but some that come to mind are Mansour and Warren Buffett.

If you look a little closer, there’s Lee Jae-yong.

How much value would the month I’ve spent hold for those people?

I’m curious.

Perhaps even they haven’t experienced living through time returned to five years ago.

Since most of them are men, that’s for sure.

If they had experienced the same thing as me, the top-tier beautiful girl entrepreneur in the province would be standing in that position.

‘Hoo…?’

For now, the value of the past month has been enough to generate about ₩5 million in my hands.

I benefited from the reality that had become the past.

In my timeline, surrogate driving was an illegal activity, with laws even being created to prohibit the act.

But now, in the past of five years ago, there were no such laws.

Game companies regulate it themselves, but there’s no surefire way to weed it out, so it occupied the position of a side hustle that was secretly prevalent among some of the top-tier users.

As such, there were quite a lot of job opportunities available.

If I played more than eighteen games a day, I could boost an account in Diamond tier to the Grand Master threshold twice in a month.

That’s why someone who just stays in their room and is good at games could earn a salary that surpasses that of an average office worker.

As I idly clicked on turrets and nexuses, the victory sign appeared on the screen.

‘……Finished.’

It was the end of one game, but it was also the end of the work I had been doing for the past ten days.

When the main client was executed after the game, a screen popped up.

I thought I would have to wait a bit, but it seemed the timing was perfect.

The deep purple text turned crimson with flashing effects.

[Individual/Duo Ranked Game – Promoted to Grand Master Rank.]

The text written above explained what the fancy effect that just came out meant.

A screen that pops up when there’s a tier promotion.

This was a notification that meant my work was done for the last month.

I captured the screen that was on the monitor by pressing three buttons on the keyboard at once.

After sending the screenshot via messenger to let them know the work was finished, I turned off the computer and lay down on the bed.

Thirty-four days since I named myself as having fallen into a parallel world.

Until now, the world I live in has not changed.

Humans are more adaptable than we think.

Even in the military, you can sleep and wake up on time after a month.

The worry of how to live here also gradually fades, leaving only that nasty feeling.

I was going through that process now.

I didn’t often think that I would wake up and return to my original form like in a dream.

I had completely let go of the worry of why this happened to me.

One month of living the life of a stay-at-home game addict rather than a stay-at-home philosopher.

To be exact, it was day 35.

This morning, it was time to fall into thought again for the first time in a while.

It was a bit late to call it morning, though.

The start of the worry is a simple sentence of fact.

I achieved the short-term goal I had set a month ago.

‘I collected it all, but…….’

₩5 million.

If I saved some living expenses, it was enough money to bring in a high-performance computer and peripherals even after paying the monthly rent in advance.

It was time to end the life of a game addict surrogate driver for now.

That was for sure.

I’m not a very virtuous person, but even putting aside my timidity, I’m not so out there that I can keep doing reprehensible acts on the edge of the law as a job.

My thought of having to look for work as a video editor hadn’t changed from the beginning.

It was difficult to learn something new now.

I didn’t want to give up a job that I had experience, knowledge, and some aptitude for.

In the current situation, it was also the best job to meet the condition that telecommuting should be possible above all else.

The worry I had to answer was born based on these few premises.

Is it really right for me to work with someone else one year earlier than in my memories?

‘…Haa.’

It’s not like I’m having the kind of worries a regressor in a web novel would have.

I don’t even have a fear that my changed actions will have a big impact on the future.

Even if we exclude life, not all matter moves the same way as in the past.

The future was already changing explosively from far and small places that my eyes couldn’t reach.

During the past month, and even in the moment before that.

Nevertheless, the reason I hesitate to change my actions is because of concerns about what happens in places that my eyes can immediately reach.

In the question I heard at the drinking party, I immediately answered that if time went back, I would work with someone else – specifically, the streamer I enjoyed watching the most.

But now that I’m actually thinking about it, it was an answer that I should have made after more consideration.

That’s why I hadn’t made it clear and had been putting it off for the past month.

Internet broadcasting was a red sea where even people with outstanding elements often sank to the depths.

Unless time went back in 10-year increments, it was already a time of intensified competition.

Of course, the environment is better than it will be in five years, but there are still risks.

Even if it’s someone who has been successful in my memory, the results may be different in the current reality.

The broadcast I watch the most is one that comes to mind right away.

I had also met her in the game while ranking a few days ago, so even though it had been a month since I watched her last broadcast, it was very quick to recall the memory.

[EunSiYuSiEun]

The user I met when I had just been promoted to Master, and the streamer’s nickname.

A person whose broadcast nickname is EunSiyu and whose real name is Yu Sieun.

She was a rookie who started broadcasting a month ago from now.

A female Legend of Legacy Master tier user.

She was also famous for her good voice, and her real appearance, which she revealed three years after starting her broadcast, had the power to increase the number of subscribers to a channel that already had the status of a mid-sized company by about 30,000 in a month.

She is already guaranteed to be somewhat successful.

Is it right for me to stick with such a person?

To put it simply, isn’t acting like I’m going to be my favorite streamer’s editor going to have a similar impact on that person as what I’ve been doing for the past month?

Surrogate driving is an act that erodes the game.

Playing in low tiers and smurfing to raise your rank.

Because of the disasters that occur when the original owner plays the account that has been raised in rank in that way.

But I’ve been doing this well so far.

For the game that was called a ruined game, and for people I’ll never see, I was able to cause harm for my benefit with just a little hesitation.

But, what if I change the future in front of my eyes now?

I’m taking away the places of the many editors who would have originally taken on the job.

The videos those people and I produce are different.

I don’t know what kind of impact it will have on her if the point in time when the streamer EunSiyu starts YouTube is brought forward.

My thoughts were really bizarre and selfish.

Since I thought that I could be harmful to someone I’ve been watching on the broadcast for several years in my remembered life, I was very reluctant to make a decision.

‘……Still.’

In the end, I leaned a little more towards selfishness.

If I could turn back time, I would work with the streamer I enjoyed watching the most.

If possible, as a founding contributor.

The answer I gave right away when I was asked was still what I wanted inside.

I finally confirmed my exact feelings, and I affirmed them.

‘……I want to do it.’

If I’m an incompetent person as my former employer said, I’ll be kicked out if I’m not good enough.

If I get criticized for my skills by the streamer I loved the most, I’ll quit on my own even if I’m not fired.

In the first place, the method I’m thinking of is impossible without a lot of effort and luck.

If I have any disqualifications, I would have already been filtered out in that process, so there’s nothing to worry about first.

What I have to worry about then will be the unemployed Ha Eunsol, not the streamer EunSiyu.

‘…Okay. Let’s do it.’

One month after returning to the past.

I made up my mind to switch employers.

Even after steeling myself, it was a bit scary, so I trembled as I created a YouTube channel.

EunSiyu fan channel.

Morning… afternoon of day 35.

I turned on the computer and started watching EunSiyu’s broadcast replay.

While working on a computer quote on one side of the two divided screens.

Now it was time to work towards a newly set goal.

 

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