Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 1049

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 4 Episode 180
58. Fertile Soil (3)
Sanghyeon stirred awake with bleary eyes.
My mind wasn’t quite clear yet.
‘I must have drunk quite a bit of Soju.’
I headed to the bathroom and splashed my face with cold water, raking my fingers through my hair.
Splash.
“Ugh!”
The cold water jolted me awake—my mind was definitely clearer now.
I stared blankly at my reflection in the mirror.
A moment later.
After finishing my shower, I stepped out and spoke to Juhyeok.
“We should cut back on late-night snacks from now on.”
Juhyeok was in the kitchen, busily preparing something.
He gave a dismissive response.
“Huh? What? Yeah, tell me later.”
Hiss.
The sound of steam rising, the hood fan spinning—various kitchen noises.
The kitchen was too loud to hear properly.
“What are you making?”
I approached and peeked over his shoulder.
“Oh, this is oxtail tomato stew. I heard it’s great for hangovers. Saw it on OilTube.”
“Ox… oxtail?”
When did he even buy this?
“Yeah. I put some thought into it, hyung.”
That was a lie.
At some point, Juhyeok had made watching OilTube and cooking his hobby.
He simply cooked whatever appeared on the channel that day because he wanted to.
Sometimes I wondered if he drank just so he’d have an excuse to make hangover food.
“If you’ve got nothing to do, there’s a tomato over there. Peel the skin off it.”
“Huh? Tomatoes have skin?”
Sigh.
Juhyeok shook his head with a look of disdain, then demonstrated.
‘What is this, Michelin-star cooking?’
I stood there bewildered as Juhyeok grabbed the tomato and made an X-shaped cut across it.
“See? Make an X cut like this, and there’s hot water here, right? Dip it in for a moment, then transfer it to cold water.”
Splash.
As the cold water from the faucet poured over the tomato, the skin really did peel away easily.
“Oh…”
“That’s all there is to it. Go ahead.”
“Done~”
I’d peeled the skin off a whopping six tomatoes.
Of course, this was while Juhyeok parboiled the oxtail, stir-fried the onions, carrots, and celery, and even browned the tomato paste.
“Now go wait.”
“Done~”
I obediently left the kitchen.
I turned on the TV and watched a few OilTube videos, and the cooking was finished in no time.
“Come eat.”
Tomato oxtail stew.
Doodung.
It was the kind of dish that deserved such a sound effect.
“Wow.”
To eat something this impressive first thing in the morning.
I scooped out just the broth and took a taste.
Sizzle.
“!”
Hot, tangy, and spicy—it was perfect for a hangover cure.
The oxtail’s rich weight balanced what could have been an overly light flavor, creating a beautifully harmonious taste.
“Ah, this is good. This is true healing.”
I said it without thinking.
Juhyeok seemed to remember something and asked.
“Oh, come to think of it. Are you not doing healing in Seok anymore?”
“Huh?”
“What are you going to do about Seok now?”
Juhyeok was asking about the future direction of the Knight Order.
“You can’t keep ruling it as a dictator forever, right?”
Now that he mentioned it, that was true.
Actually, I’d been quietly worried about this myself.
I scratched my head as I spoke.
“It feels like something I can’t take back.”
Like a martial artist who’d fallen into demonic cultivation.
Once I’d put my hand to it, things spiraled beyond my control.
Now Almond was no longer just an individual.
I was responsible for the entire Knight Order.
“I thought I’d step down at an appropriate time and just go fishing. But it seems that won’t work.”
“Well, that’s what dictators are like. You can’t just leave. You only disappear when someone kills you.”
Juhyeok chuckled as he spoke.
Even as he did, he was eating the oxtail with remarkable skill.
Slurp.
“What? I have to die?”
I ask Sanghyeon in disbelief.
“For a tyrant to end it, there’s only one way. When has a tyrant ever stepped down alone?”
“But, but dying is a bit… why do you have to do that?”
Sanghyeon seems to find dying somewhat offensive to his pride.
“You become the villain and die. That’s how all tyrants end, isn’t it?
“But there are people who live long and prosperous lives.”
“…That’s reality. In movies and stuff, that’s not how it goes.”
“?”
Isn’t it usually the opposite?
“Anyway, once you die, you just go fishing. Whoever kills you will lead the Knight Order or Cheese Village from then on.”
I was telling him to become the most villainous antagonist and die.
But had he already soaked into that most villainous role?
“Almond can’t die like that. It doesn’t suit him.”
“…”
Sanghyeon is truly Almond himself.
“Haven’t you been playing Seok for too long?”
Juhyeok said it as a joke.
Sanghyeon nodded.
He really has been playing the game for a long time.
“I can’t help it. If I don’t go in, the Knight Order content itself becomes weak.”
It’s clear that what truly drives people mad about a game isn’t competitive spirit or anything else—it’s ultimately another person.
“Aren’t you getting tired?”
“…A little?”
Slurp.
Sanghyeon sucking on the oxtail.
“Maybe eating oxtail soup today will help a bit?”
“What kind of old man talk is that?”
“I… wasn’t this supposed to be nourishing? Grandmother said it was oxtail soup for recovery.”
Ahem.
Juhyeok clears his throat awkwardly and turns away.
“No. I mean, I just made it.”
Slurp.
Really?
Sanghyeon responded vaguely and sucked on another oxtail.
Now he strips the bones clean just as well as Juhyeok does.
“Anyway, I think you should die. Public trial execution.”
“What about living long and prosperous?”
“…”
Juhyeok shakes his head firmly.
‘Sigh. That stubbornness.’
Playing the role of a tyrant seems exhausting, yet strangely, I don’t want to die either.
Is there some kind of competitive spirit driving me?
As Sanghyeon finishes eating and heads off to wash the dishes, Juhyeok speaks to him once more.
“Think about it carefully. What should a tyrant be like?”
“Okay~”
“Seriously.”

* * *
Meanwhile, in a corner of Cheese Village.
“This… this is…”
Dotorimuk faces a secret buried in this world.
[Archive of Eternity and Moments]
A plywood structure crafted from a mysterious metal that completely defied the grain of this world.
One corner of that massive surface.
A crack was discovered.
“Is that a door?”
It was indeed a door.
Creak.
He pushed it open and stepped inside.
-Whoa
-Wow
-Insane
-Gasp
-What is this?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As sounds like gunfire echoed through the space, the interior lights blazed to life.
A vast, magnificent chamber.
Within it, towering bookshelves constructed from neat plywood stood in orderly rows.
It appeared as though everything in this world was meant to be preserved here.
This was truly a momentous discovery.
The system itself acknowledged it.
Fanfare!
[You are the first to discover this secret.]
[You have obtained the job ‘Great Adventurer’!]
-Nice
-Ooooh
-Wow lol hidden content??
-Whoa amazing lol
Dotorimuk immediately changed jobs to Great Adventurer.
[Fast Travel]
[Instant Teleportation]
[Type Capsule]
I obtained three skills.
All of them were related to movement and time.
“This… what is this? I didn’t intend to discover something this incredible?”
I’d simply wanted to find land where fertile soil sprang forth and strike it rich as a farmer.
Currently, the Knight Order monopolized all fertile soil, and not a single individual possessed any.
If an individual like me, Dotorimuk, possessed fertile soil and farmed it?
I would generate astronomical personal income without losing anything to the Knight Order.
I’d dreamed of such things and ventured this far.
Suddenly, I found myself swept up in a massive current—the world’s secrets.
“Ha… now that I’ve discovered this, I can’t exactly ignore it.”
Hahahahaha lol
-If you discover this and turn back, you’re done for lol
Hahaha, let’s just live as adventurers.
-Forget the fertile soil
Dotorimuk ultimately decided to become a great adventurer.
“The skill abilities are excellent. They drastically reduce travel time… I’ll use this to search for Owl Black.”
-?
-??
That damn ㅋㅋㅋ
-Wait a second…
“Of course, I’ll investigate this place too. It’s clearly not an ordinary location, right?”
Dotorimuk gazed in wonder at the towering bookshelves.
“But when would anyone finish reading all of this?”
As I glanced around, something resembling a massive pillar caught my eye.
At first glance it appeared to be a pillar, but upon closer inspection, it was a computer.
“Ah. There’s a search system here?”
It was a computer capable of searching through the books’ data.
[Search:_____]
It was an extremely crude computer with only this simple text.
Dotorimuk playfully entered a search term.
[Search: Fertile Soil]
Damn it, haha
Damn it, hit him already lol
-How did you not search for Owl Black
-Huh?
-Whoa.
A playful attempt with no real expectations.
But then—
[Regarding the Soil of This Land]
[D7-009]
It appeared.
Information about fertile soil was also slightly visible.
==== ====
…which is why fertile soil is the most preferred magical soil.
Researchers studied various methods to create it, but as expected, the only method was the most traditional….
==== ====
There was a research journal.
It even contained the method for creating fertile soil.
Gulp.
Dotorimuk swallowed hard and scrolled down.
==== ====
…only barbaric methods existed.
That was it. The most fertile soil came from burning villagers as fertilizer with the strongest flames. When the research team discovered this horrific method…
==== ====
“!”
Dotorimuk’s eyes trembled.
‘What… did you say?’
Using people as fertilizer and burning them?
Did I read that correctly?
But looking at the chat reactions, it seems I did.
-Gasp
lol
Finally lol
and lol
Did you get your debt cleared? lol
-Kyaa
Big things are acorn jelly lol
Information about fertile soil with the filter removed was pouring out uncontrollably.
“S-so where on earth did Almond get so much fertile soil from?”
-Gasp
lol
I can’t translate this as it’s not a complete Korean word or phrase – it appears to be just consonants without vowels, making it impossible to form a meaningful word or determine what should be translated.
-Who knows?
-Ah
What’s up, king? lol
Pretending not to know, but knowing nonetheless.
Dotorimuk was actually already sensing it.
“This… this can’t be.”
A chill ran down my spine.
All that Bioyeokto… was that everything?
“I, I need to… search for more.”
Dotorimuk began searching through other information sources.
I needed to find additional materials to supplement what I had.
And as I did, I drew closer to the secret.
Then, before I knew it, morning had arrived.
Ding.
[Almond has logged in.]
Almond had logged in.

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