All-Round Genius Who Eats Talent - All-Round Genius Who Eats Talent chapter 184

184. Challenge Everything Convention (4)

the day the convention is held. The last day was the main conference of the companies, so the competition for tickets for the first and second days was really fierce.

(Oh, shh. Oh, FUXX! Damn it! I’m finally here!)

John Mac crossed the crossing with his shoulders bulging in triumph.

(Come on! Come on! Praise me for successful ticketing. Respect me more! If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be here!)

Simon Riley raised his middle finger lightly at the sight of John Mack smiling triumphantly at him.

Of course, the ability to succeed in that difficult ticketing deserves recognition. Because I honestly thought that I would fail and not be able to come here.

But isn’t that kind of praise a luxury among friends of 20 years?

(Don’t embarrass yourself. Let’s go quietly. People stare.)

Of course, on the inside, I couldn’t help but marvel at the huge crowd gathered around the Los Angeles Convention Center.

(Sheesh. Let’s enjoy it slowly from the outside. There are many things to see here and there.)

(It looks like that. Big. The mulberry fills up.)

The crowd, which felt like there was enough, increased significantly as we approached the convention center. Obviously, the number of people who could enter inside was limited, but anyone could access the outside.

In addition, stores and programs placed outside were also being operated quite well.

(Oh. There is also a shop that sells goods. Now, it seems that the goods business is starting in earnest. There are many types, right?)

As Jaeik thought, the goods manufacturers also accelerated production as if they couldn’t miss this opportunity to promote, and came to this convention with a huge inventory they had accumulated over the years.

Thanks to that, the hands of the fans enjoying the convention were full of goods.

(Still, it’s just ordinary stuff. It’s just that kind of goods you can see everywhere. Is there anything special? It’s not enough to open my wallet!)

(You are very professional. But inside must be different. This is outside.)

People’s expressions were changing as they took pictures with various cosplayers, bought useful goods, and approached the convention entrance. People with tickets were free to enter and exit.

(It’s dope! It’s crazy! It’s crazy! Separation of inside and outside like this?)

(That’s right. Let’s go to the bathroom and go in quickly. He said he hasn’t been to Techpole yet.)

(Yeah. Ugh. It gives me goosebumps. It’s really crazy. It’s crazy!)

Clear contrast inside and outside. Rather, it was raising the interest of those who bought tickets.

It was to the point where the inside and outside of the convention felt like a completely different world, just like the title of The World behind the scenes, one of Jaeik’s representative works.

If the outside is the world of ordinary people, the inside feels like a part of the real world.

(Why are you making such a fuss?)

(It’s so amazing. It’s a convention held by the author, but it can’t be just ordinary!)

At John Mack’s words, Simon Riley sighed and shook his head. Although he himself is a fan of Challenge Everything, he was real.

(Looks like I entered the military over there.)

And the moment Simon Riley pointed his hand at the entrance.

People like guards quietly began to settle down in the middle of the corridor.

(What? Why are the guards suddenly?)

The two friends from the U.S. Army raised the tension at the moment of strange behavior.

Suddenly, people in costumes started running towards us with cameras.

(What, what?!)

and most forward. The foremost member of the group fleeing in costume glanced back and shouted with a frown.

(Run away! Hide that thing! Our lives depend on it!)

(yes!)

A group of people running quickly down a long hallway.

(Follow it! Don’t miss the new object! If you catch it, capture all of them! You have to find out who’s behind it!)

(yes!)

(Wow, what is this?)

The event was clear. It was because he was a simple individual cosplayer, so the uniformity of his clothes and the completeness of his clothes were not normal.

That said, it is an event prepared by Challenge Everything.

John Mack was watching this with interest, his nose twitching and excitement.

(Scatter!)

The moment the man in the front spoke, the people following started to scatter here and there.

and.

chin-

(Please take care of the item. You must never take it away.)

(what is that,)

The man in the front who collided with John Mac very naturally left a small box and a message and quickly ran somewhere.

(Scattered! We are scattered too! Capture alive unconditionally!)

And the pursuers who followed also scattered here and there to match the scattered people.

It was like watching a scene from a play. Although very short.

(Woah, Mr. What is this? Is it the Challenge Everything Convention we know? Suddenly, something.)

(Couldn’t this be a continuation of the story?)

Simon Riley, who was watching the situation, poured out a lot of words as if excited.

(So. Should I wait and see? It’s the best!)

(what is that?)

Simon pointed to the small wooden box in John Mack’s hand.

(Uh, over there. I gave it to you.)

At that moment, the audience secretly flocked to see if they were curious about the identity of the wooden box John Mac received.

[Secretly find Dexter Linder in Area A.]

A group that appears in the world behind the scenes. It contained a message along with a brooch depicting the symbol of the resistance group ‘Rebel’.

(Go, go! To find Dexter Linder!)

Simon Riley led the way to the entrance of the convention, seemingly excited differently than he is now.

I received simple ticket confirmation and goods for admission customers, but I didn’t have time to look at them. I am admiring the goods. Can I do it later?

Right now, I was wondering what was next for this note.

(Look at this. Crazy? Is this a zoning of world powers? 4. And a neutral zone.)

(That’s right. If it’s Area A, where is it? If it’s Dexter Linder, isn’t it a resistance group? The innermost part.)

(Is that so? Wow, really. That’s great. What kind of event did you plan like this?)

All the staff in the convention hall were wearing clothes suitable for their respective zones, and when they moved from one zone to another, tension was created as if they were crossing a real zone.

He really wanted to go through everything from the entrance to the end, but John Mack only glanced around and started looking for someone wearing a Dexter Linder costume.

(There it is.)

Wound marks on gray hair in a deep hood. Dexter Linder, whom I have seen countless times in illustrations, was right.

John Mack cautiously showed the brooch to Dexter Linder, who took it, nodded, and started walking quietly.

It was an open convention even if you walk, so next to the stage with less traffic.

(Did they get away well?)

(Uh, yes. First of all, they scattered. In the meantime, I got this from someone.)

At that, Dexter Linder sighed and nodded.

(Fortunately, I think I recognized your resistance mark.)

Dexter Linder pointed to the muffler with the symbol of the Resistance mixed among John Mack’s goods.

(It’s a mission. I need information about each faction. Go around here and gather information.)

(All right.)

(Now go. If you stay longer, there is a risk of being caught, so take care. Each and every one of you is the spirit of the resistance.)

That was the end of Dexter Linder’s words. A small event to grant a quest like an NPC in a game.

Of course, if you participated in all the events and received a stamp, you were given a prize.

Of course, it was a small event and it was for an unspecified number of people, so there may not be anything big, but even with this small event, countless fans were already perfectly immersed in the convention planned by Jaeik.

(Getting that participation stamp. It’s also in the goods bag. All participants are given, but there seems to be some that are given in the form of an event like you.)

(Wow. What is the sense of immersion? For a moment, I thought I was under a real operation. The sense of immersion is really great.)

(So. It’s not a waste of money! Let’s look back.)

Only then did the two of them properly look around the inside of the convention and just opened their mouths in amazement.

An unknown number was being counted on the display board. Area A, of course. In other words, the counter at the place that sells Challenge Everything’s goods was the highest.

People were full. In every zone, there were staffs wearing costumes suitable for each zone, and it was not uncommon to see the staff fighting spirits at the boundaries of the zones.

In each zone, many people were waiting in line to enjoy the event, probably carrying out the mission they had just been given.

(It seems that you have entered the real world.)

(There are a lot of people over there. Shall we go?)

And the two of them moved to the place where people were gathered in the nearest district. I wondered why so many people were just staring at one spot without moving.

(Whoa! Whoa! What is this!)

The place where John Mack and Simon Riley met Dexter Linder was in front of Challenge Everything’s own merchandise area.

And I heard the cheers of John Mac who saw the figure first.

(What is it? Oh. What is this? It’s a dog. I don’t think it’s a regular figure, right?)

(It’s called a silicone figure. Look at the quality. Wow, crazy. Will it come out like this?)

(Ha. I want to buy it. I really need to buy this. It’s very expensive.)

(Yes! Mass production is possible as it is!)

An Asian man intervened between the two of them and, accompanied by an interpreter, started explaining about the figure.

(This quality comes out unconditionally. However, if you make a reservation because of the quality and the speciality of silicone, you may have to wait for more than 6 months. Of course, the price is a little high, but it will be worth owning. It is a masterpiece of real life.)

When John Mack looked at the four figures nicely displayed under the soft lighting, his eyes were ecstatic as if he had fallen in love.

In particular, his favorite character, Craig MacLaine, was exactly what he had envisioned.

(Ah. Who by any chance… Are you a staff member?)

To be called a staff member, it was because the clothes he was wearing were different from other staff members. Were they just ordinary people who came here to watch?

(Ah. I’m like this… Where did you go?)

“ah! CEO! You must wear a necklace! What if I miss it?”

“Ah, I must have taken it off for a while while eating. Thank you thank you!”

An employee who ran late gave Ahn Sang-hoon a staff necklace.

(Oh, here they are. Staff. Part of the team that made this figure.)

Ahn Sang-hoon proudly looked at his figure.

A lot of people were already circling around as if they had lost their eyes on the figure, and as much as they were guarding it, they were firmly guarding the surroundings.

(A producer?)

John Mac looked at Ahn Sang-hoon with shining eyes, and so did the others.

(Hmm. Anyway, as you can see, these are silicone figures. All of them are hand-made, and silicone is difficult to control, so it is difficult to mass-produce them. That’s why we plan to make them in a custom-made way in small quantities. It means that we won’t continue to make them because orders come in. And I’ll have to make the next one.)

Doesn’t that mean that it is a limited edition?

People who listened with their ears pricked rushed to the figure reservation desk.

(I’ll make a reservation! Reservation!)

(Me too! If I book now, can I still get it sooner?)

I am a fan of Challenge Everything, but how can I pass by a work like that?

(We will divide the order and receive it! Please line up this way too!)

In an instant, a long line formed in front of the desk.

And Ahn Sang-hoon, who was looking at the scene happily, smiled proudly.

“Hehe. It’s a great success. Our figures work in the US as well. through.”

“Do you know that the boss is looking like a villain right now?”

“How are you? It’s just our kids doing well.”

No matter what the process was, as Jaeik expected, interest in the Challenge Everything Convention was burning beyond the heat.

Even though it was only the first day of a three-day convention.