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[Title]
Fuck. Isn't Egostic crazy?
Like he said—if 5 million people really get paid, wouldn't that be more than 50 billion won? This is crazy. What kind of small corporation is that? Hahahahahahaha.
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[Anonymous 1] For real. Hahaha. I have no idea what he's doing.
[Anonymous 2] When you say, "If you have that much money, give me $100," is there really someone who'll send it?
[Anonymous 3] Is this a villain? This is a hero.
[Anonymous 4] Hey, it's not $500,000, it's $500 million. Hahahahaha.
ㄴ[Anonymous 5] ?
ㄴ[Writer] ???
ㄴ[Anonymous 6] Wow, fuck—it's real. It's $500 million if it's $100 × 5 million.
ㄴ[Anonymous 7] He's a walking conglomerate. Hahahahaha.
ㄴ[Anonymous 8] Isn't that like the national monthly budget?
ㄴ[Anonymous 9] A walking nation.
ㄴ[Anonymous 10] Mango Nation.
[Anonymous 5] How can he have that much money? If you send an account number you won't get paid—you'll get robbed instead, right?
[Anonymous 2] No, I sent my account and got money. 77,000 won.
ㄴ[Anonymous 5] I can't help it. I'm going to send mine too.
ㄴ[Anonymous 11] Don't take it, you crazy brat.
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[Aren't the people sending their account numbers crazy?]
Are you in your right mind or not?
If you think, "I'm just one person~," that's how it all falls apart.
People at the front will die if he blows up that bridge!
You really have no conscience.
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[Yes~ I already got it.]
[A plate of facts]
ㄴ[He can't get more than 5 million people in 8 hours.]
ㄴ[Two plates of fact]
ㄴ[If you don't live in Seoul, why care if the bridge blows up or not.]
ㄴ[Three plates of facts]
ㄴ[If anyone dies, it's because the hero couldn't get there in time. Why is that on us? Hahahaha.]
ㄴ[Seriously hahaha.]
[Stardust will come and save them.]
ㄴ[So, has there been any casualty in Egostic's attacks?]
[As long as it's not me.]
[I read this and told my mom, dad, sister, and brother-in-law to send their bank accounts.]
ㄴ[You too?]
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[Since it's anonymous, let's be honest]
As soon as I saw the video, I asked for $100/
People come first. I won't take it, to keep my conscience: Not recommended
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[Fuck, look at the Upvote/Downvote ratio.]
[Didn't everyone send their parents' accounts?]
[Today's dinner is ribeye. Hahahahaha.]
[Money can be copied. Hahahahahahahahaha.]
***
Egostic's attack—The Whole Nation's Participation.
If previous terror incidents were about passively watching in helplessness,
Egostic's terrorism has completely flipped that idea for everyone.
Terrorism where the perpetrator becomes, in effect, "the people" rather than "a terrorist."
In this attack, people become active perpetrators.
Everyone who receives $100 from Egostic is an accomplice and the main culprit of this terror.
Terrorism designed to expose how selfish humans are—just as he says.
In fact, if everyone stayed still, this terrorism would naturally fail.
It might not even happen.
But—
The Korean people did not betray expectations either.
[Real-time Search Keywords]
How to send the account
$100
The fear of getting $3,100
Egostic address
Egostic $100
Even though he warned that taking the money would make the bridge collapse,
people started blasting their account numbers to receive the cash.
The three terrestrial broadcasters kept airing how to receive the free $100 that Egostic was sending out.
It's no exaggeration to say every awake person in Korea was talking about it.
"Yes, Mr. Kim. What are you doing right now?"
"Oh, sir, look at this."
"Hm? What's this?"
"If you send your account here, they just give you $100. You should try it too."
"What? Really? Wait…"
"I heard that if more than 5 million people receive the money, the Mapo Bridge will explode. Mr. Kim, isn't this a moral issue?"
"Manager, 5 million isn't happening. Do you think it'll hit 5 million by 7:00 PM? Obviously not, so each of us should just take it."
"Really? Well, 5 million is too many. Like you said, we should… Yeah! I'll take it too. Did you get it already?"
"That's a good idea, sir. Yes, our employees have already received it."
"Really? Then when I get paid, company dinner tonight! Hahahaha."
"Oh…"
***
"Hello, Chul-soo. Why did you call me?"
[Oh, mom. Send me yours and dad's bank accounts—grandma's and grandpa's too.]
"Huh? Why? You're not doing something weird again, are you?"
[No. We can get $100 per person right now. Hurry and tell me.]
"Are you getting scammed?"
[It's not! Hurry up and tell me.]
"Seriously… okay."
So she sent her kid the family accounts, including her own.
Soon after, a notification arrived.
[Kim Joo-hee, $100 has been deposited.]
"Oh, it's true. Did he send you some pocket money?"
Surprised, she checked the banking app.
It said $100 from [Egosquad Co., Ltd.] had been deposited.
"What's Egosquad?"
And so, not just her, but everyone who applied for the money got the name Egosquad stuck in their heads.
***
[Why can only Koreans participate in this kind of event? It's not fair. Let foreigners join too.]
[First time I've been jealous of Korea. Their villains don't take money, they give it. Our country's villains should learn.]
[He said his name is Egostic? Unlike his name, he's not selfish.]
[My Korean friends are already bragging that they got paid.]
With such a rare event, foreign media and communities around the world began focusing on this special terror incident in Korea.
YouTubers checked foreign reactions and rushed to crank out Gukppong TV.
And the man at the center of it all, Egostic, was sitting on a bridge.
Shivering in the cold—
"Achoo."
Perched atop a tower above Mapo Bridge, I sneezed.
The weather's chilly these days, and being up this high makes it colder.
I thought about bringing a hot pack, but it'd look lame if the paparazzi caught me fiddling with one.
So I just exhaled into the cold. Is it winter already? Why can I see my breath?
From up here I can take in downtown Seoul at a glance.
What stands out most are the police cars on both ends of the bridge,
clearly blocking access.
And seeing no one walking across, I can say my threat worked.
Where's Stardust?
I think she's watching from the other side of the bridge. If you've got time, come clear these two cars.
Huh.
Looking around Seoul, I feel something's different.
It's almost the same as the Seoul before I was brought here—or the Seoul of this world—but still a little off.
Like over there—there used to be a big building, but I can't see it from here. And this bridge…
I remember Mapo Bridge had those suicide-prevention messages? Instead, it's decorated like some suspension bridge. Why?
Did they go for dramatic effect—"a monster ripped the bridge apart"?
Anyway, thanks to that, I've got a place to sit, so I'm grateful.
I shivered again, staring into space.
I might look spaced out to others, but I'm actually watching the chat through my mask HUD.
[Got $600 using all the family accounts.]
[Oh, it's one per person? I tried multiple accounts and got rejected.]
[Hahahaha. Of course not. Hahaha.]
[(Breaking) The government tried to block the site to send accounts to Egostic but failed.]
[They can't stop him. He even hacked the broadcasting stations.]
[How dare you sell your conscience, you crazy brats…!]
[Please tell me you got the $100 in your bank account.]
I killed time reading the chat.
It's already been four hours.
Well—it's about time to get back to it.
I turned the camera on again.
The looped screen that had been showing the countdown and the account-submission site cut out, and my feed popped in.
The chat, which had been quietly chattering, exploded.
[Oh, what is it?]
[It's LIVE again! Hahahahahahaha.]
Phew.
Time to talk.
"Yes, yes. Nice to see you, everyone! Egostic here again. You're not letting $100 outweigh your conscience, right?"
[Pfft. Hahahahaha.]
[Of course. Hahahahahaha.]
[We don't need $100 (really need it).]
[I wouldn't even take it if you gave it (already took it).]
[If you're going to put your real feelings in parentheses, why say anything? Hahaha.]
"Almost half the time has passed, and for those of you who are still conscientious, we're holding a special event."
I hopped down from the tower and landed on the roadway.
Thump.
My cape billowed from the impact.
Framed by it, I grinned at the camera.
"This time, I'm going to interview the people stuck in these cars."
"These folks who don't care what you do to get $100—they're also someone's precious spouses, parents, friends, sons, and daughters."
"For those of you who have no qualms about taking money from me, I've prepared something special."
"Please choose: save them—or fill your wallet with $100 right now."
I started toward the nearest car.
By the way,
I'm not manipulating who's in which car, so I have no idea who's inside.
I approached, hoping there wouldn't be a broadcasting accident.
Still—there might be some weirdos in there, right?