Chapter *****

Chapter *****

In web novels, the lowest-ranking novels that were not exposed to the platform were referred to as Simhae novels-

Simhae: The word that represents the depths of the ocean is used not only in its literal meaning but also in a figurative sense.

-And those who identify the potential in these works and promoted them to the upper ranks were known as Simhae Explorator.

What should I say? I am precisely that Simhae Explorator.

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Someone asked me, Why do you do Simhae Exploration? Are you okay in the head? Dont you have any common sense?

And I answered them like this: Because theres romance in it.

Yes, there was romance in Simhaes exploration. The thrill of excavating hidden gems buried in piles of forgotten stories, the satisfaction of uncovering obscure works that had been left in the dark, the sense of accomplishment that came from aspiring writers with low self-esteem to continuing to write every day for their support, those were feeling that made me unable to quit Simhaes exploration.

Now, lets see what should I read today?

The novel which I had been holding on to for a while suddenly became famous and its ranking went up to the sun.

[The Bug-catcher Girl]

I moved my finger and looked at it on the screen displayed on my smartphone.

It was a novel that did not exceed 100 cumulative views for more than 10 episodes.

A story about a world where bugs brainwashed humans and raised them, and a female protagonist who was the only human who had not been brainwashed, fights against the bugs to save people.

As I was looking at the main page of the novel, suddenly I felt a chill.

A novel that I discovered with my own hands, now had risen to the ranks of popular novels.

After discovering this novel for the first time, I clicked like and alarm settings with confidence that this would become famous.

I supported this with all means available, including leaving countless reviews and recommendations, emptying my wallet for illustrations, and using all possible means to promote it.

Occasionally, when the story was dragged or it seemed dead, I always put support and showed extreme care about it; like I wrote a long review full of 5700 characters, and outsourced an illustration. I had done everything I could.

As a result, it climbed to the top 10 on InTube, and now no one could call this a forgotten novel anymore.

However, my feelings as I looked at it couldnt be described to be good even as a joke.

I looked around the main page of the novel.

The cumulative number of views quickly surpassed one million.

and

1. If you want to read an interesting novel, definitely read this, Cat who beats you up donated 10000 coins.

2. Tprtmgkrhtlvek donated 4000 coins

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20. Minky Net donated 300 coins.

I felt my spirits sink as I looked at the sponsorship section, overflowing with donations in mass.

Oooh

I felt a wave of nausea.

This novel was now non-virgin.

My finger moved over the favorite icon.

I hesitated but clicked it.

[Are you sure you want to delete this from your favorites?]

[Yes/No]

As I read the confirmation alert, my finger moved toward the Yes button.

ah

A faint scent of blood spread through the air. And Go Eun-ah felt a throbbing sensation in her fingertips.

Come back again

Drops of blood were gushing out from the tips of her fingers.

She reached out and picked up the bandages she had thrown on the corner of her desk.

This This is all because he is bad

After finishing the treatment by roughly wrapping a bandage on the injured finger, she turned her gaze back to the screen.

Click, click, click.

Where where is he

He must be somewhere. He couldnt have disappeared like this.

I have to find him somehow.

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One day. Two days. another four days Without eating or drinking and without writing, she began to search through the novels posted on the platform one by one.

And then

[Simhae Bee: Wow!!! Its really fun today Im so excited to see how the story unfolds in the future!!!]

Found you?!

She found a trace of him in the garbage that didnt even look like proper writing.

The warm words he always said to her were now no longer hers.

Thunk.

Its mine

Those kind words are mine.

Thunk. Thunk.

Its Mine Its my place!

What that person needs to see is what I wrote.

My Mine! mine!!! He is mine!!!!

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

The anger that had been building up for the past few days burst out and she couldnt control her body.

Pshh.

Uh, uh?

The screen went blank. She tried pressing the button to turn it back on, but she didnt expect it to work since something must have been broken.

Through the blackened screen, bloodshot eyes glared back.

Ahh

She saw the world dyed black, and herself trapped in it.

I I hate this

Just like before, just like every day, she could wait for him the next day

No. I have to find I have to go find him. Yes, I need to find him

Instead, she decided she had to find that person and keep him by her side.