“Yeong-ung, do you play Overlord?”
“Overlord?”
“Yeah.”
Overlord.
Among all virtual reality games currently in existence, it had held the undisputed number-one spot in the popularity rankings for years.
Game developers had this to say about Overlord.
‘That thing is an invasive species!’
An invasive species.
Overlord was a game so outstanding that other virtual reality games could not even compare.
Players who had played Overlord could never bring themselves to play another game.
‘If I’m going to play this, I might as well just play Overlord.’
‘Isn’t everything below Overlord trash?’
‘You can even use martial arts in Overlord, but you can’t here…….’
Everything inevitably ended up being compared to Overlord.
Several companies spent enormous amounts of money and time trying to make a game that surpassed Overlord, but they all failed.
It was, quite literally, an invasive species in the gaming industry.
Yeong-ung nodded.
“I do.”
“Oh~ really? What’s your class?”
“Farmer.”
“Farmer? Ah~ so you’re copying that player too?”
At Kim Tae-jin’s words, Yeong-ung tilted his head in confusion.
“Copying?”
“Come on! You know that player who’s ranked number one among Farmers. His ID is even the same as your name.”
“Who’s that?”
“You know! The Spirit Farmer, Yeong-ung!”
Spirit Farmer Yeong-ung.
He was the number-one-ranked Farmer in Overlord and the player who had sparked a revolution.
Until he appeared, Farmers had been looked down on and mocked as a trash class.
But Yeong-ung’s appearance overturned everything.
There was nothing ordinary about any of the crops he sold.
“Even if you want to buy a single sweet potato from that player now, you have to wait in line, and people all over the world are making reservations for them.”
“Well……. Yeah.”
“And I heard the huge guilds are desperate to recruit him, offering signing bonuses in the hundreds of millions of won.”
“Really?”
Even at Kim Tae-jin’s words, Yeong-ung reacted with oddly little enthusiasm.
“How can someone do that as a Farmer? He must’ve done a ton of research to create those crops. I’m telling you, he’s seriously amazing.”
“…….”
“Even among our guild members, there are tons of people who admire that player. I think he even has a fan club.”
“He has a fan club too!?”
“Yeah. He hasn’t really shown his face or anything, but more and more people started liking him after watching the videos he uploads from time to time. I heard his fan club has over a hundred thousand members now.”
“…….”
Why was that?
The longer Kim Tae-jin went on, the redder Yeong-ung’s face grew, until it looked like a ripe apple.
“I heard that player makes hundreds of millions of won every time he sells his crops……. Isn’t that insane?”
“Y-Yeah.”
“And…….”
***
“Whew, I’m exhausted.”
After parting ways with Kim Tae-jin, Yeong-ung returned home.
Listening to Tae-jin talk, Yeong-ung had not noticed that evening had already fallen.
‘I should hurry and get in.’
Yeong-ung took a quick shower and went into his room.
A capsule sat inside.
It was a virtual reality access device.
Yeong-ung pressed a button, opened the lid, and lay down inside.
| [Please select a game to launch.] |
| --------------------------------- |
“Overlord.”
| [Launching Overlord.] |
| --------------------- |
When he launched the game, a bright light flashed, and Yeong-ung connected to Overlord.
As soon as he logged in, a completely different landscape spread out before him.
A massive wooden palisade stood in the middle of a forest that seemed to stretch on forever.
The moment Yeong-ung appeared, a cute little fox came running from inside the palisade and leaped into his arms.
“Master! You’re here, yip?”
“Yeah. You were waiting, right?”
“Yip!”
“It’s getting late, so should we get to work?”
“Sounds good, yip!!”
Yeong-ung walked inside the palisade.
A sign had been planted in front of it, and carefully written on it in Korean were the words:
<Yeong-ung’s Farm>
That was right.
The number-one-ranked Farmer.
A revolutionary among Farmers.
The player who had rejected signing bonuses of more than one billion won from massive guilds.
The man whose fan club had grown to more than a hundred thousand members.
“Then shall we start farming?”
“Yip!!”
He was none other than the owner of Yeong-ung’s Farm.