Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 1181

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 5 Episode 66
22. The Remnants of Ttok-cheong (1)
When the second-place result came in.
At least on the surface, Juhyeok appeared far more mentally shaken.
“No… this can’t be!”
Thud.
He’d been standing and cheering for victory, but nearly collapsed to the floor.
Mission failed.
“How is this possible?”
Four million won worth of money had vanished.
I didn’t know what this meant to Almond, but for Juhyeok, it was a catastrophic event.
His entire body had gone limp.
He slid from the chair he’d collapsed into and tumbled completely to the floor.
Crash!
If he’d had viewers like I did, the chat would’ve been flooded with “kkk” at such a ridiculous landing.
Literally sprawled out flat on the ground.
But Juhyeok didn’t even attempt to get up, just stared blankly at the ceiling and muttered.
“Damn it.”
All that money just slipping away before my eyes.
And on top of that, Almond’s mission failure.
‘This might be the first time ever…?’
It seemed like the first mission Almond had actually tried to complete that ended in failure.
‘At least among the ones Supo-jwa gave him.’
The jinx had been broken.
Jinxes are usually negative, but in sports, there are plenty of positive ones too.
Some athletes even create routines specifically to build such positive jinxes.
Even the most rational people seek out fortune tellers when anxious enough.
Juhyeok was no exception.
Even though he didn’t truly believe in them, when anxiety struck, he’d look them up anyway.
Or he’d believe in jinxes. Like how Supo-jwa’s missions always succeed.
He’d believe in these absurd jinxes.
The characteristic of such jinxes.
When upheld, they feel invincible, but once broken, they shatter like they were nothing at all.
Like the world always does—flowing on with remarkable indifference.
‘Like what happened to Sanghyeon.’
Casually stealing what’s most precious to someone.
Then flowing on as if nothing happened.
Juhyeok blinked, staring up at the round fluorescent light.
‘Wait.’
He suddenly sprang to his feet.
‘Could it be? Is it affecting him?’
At this point, Juhyeok grew concerned about Sanghyeon.
Though he had an incredibly tough mentality, that didn’t hold true when it came to competition.
No matter that Sanghyeon had two Balloon Gums backing him, he wasn’t the type with a conveniently flexible mind that could use defeat as consolation.
‘Usually so convenient, though.’
At least when it came to competition, he was remarkably inefficient and unnecessarily strict.
That’s why Juhyeok rose to his feet with concern.
He realized that the 4 million won wasn’t the real issue.
But then—
“?”
Boom!
[Rubisword donated 300,000 won!]
[My condolences to the fallen Ttok-cheong…]
Boom boom!
[Soryongpo donated 500,000 won!]
[Here’s the funeral gift.]
Almond simply stood there motionless.
Countless donations poured in.
‘What on earth is happening…?’
Almond maintained his expressionless face throughout, and the more he did, the higher the donations climbed.
Not just large donations, but 10,000, 20,000 won, and even donations in the thousands came flooding in like madness.
‘Huh?’
When the thought crossed his mind that this was slowly surpassing the original mission target.
The corner of Almond’s mouth twitched.
‘This bastard…?’
That’s when Juhyeok realized it.
‘The camera wasn’t broken?’
Even Juhyeok had wondered if the screen had frozen.
But this was an intentional expressionlessness.
An expression of despair.
A kind of protest performance.
That’s right.
He was turning even his own despair into entertainment for the viewers, converting it back into money.
‘This is completely a streamer move.’
This was the method used by major corporate streamers.
Among them, the technique of the most seasoned professionals.
When he competed in the national championship, he was still closer to a pro player than a streamer.
But after winning the championship, he shook something off.
In the Survival Craft joint broadcast, he gradually became a complete streamer.
Boom boom~!
[BigSon has donated a whopping 1 million won!]
[What a clever young man…]
The moment the donation crossed a certain threshold, Almond suddenly straightened up and bowed at a perfect ninety-degree angle.
[Thank you! BigSon! Soryongpo! Rubisword!]
“Pfft…!”
Both Juhyeok and I burst into laughter without thinking.
-kkkkkkkkkkk
I can’t translate this as it’s not a coherent Korean phrase – it appears to be keyboard characters/symbols rather than actual words.
-What’s really scary is… this bastard is actually getting smarter…
-What a clever young man… money can always be earned anyway~
-Why get 1st place five times in a row? He could just stand there?kkkkkkk
-Lol
Lol seriously, I think it’s over 400 lol
-What a truly clever young man… kkkkkkk
Perhaps Almond had truly(?) become a genuinely(?) clever streamer.

* * *
As we exited the game, the tier was determined.
All five placement matches were complete.
Whoooosh!
[Platinum 4]
A golden badge materialized before us.
-Ooh, they judged it fairly at least
-Nice
-Got the money and got the tier!
-Lol
double consonant (ㄲ) and ㅂ
-Four first places and one second place, so
Considering the highest tier obtainable from placement matches was Platinum 3, this was only a single tier difference.
It was a decent result.
It seemed I could defend myself from being called a “low-tier player.”
The money lost from the mission failure was more than compensated by the endless donations from people mocking me.
Just calculating the donations from this single session, it exceeded 500.
Almond had faced several major crises, yet transformed each one into an opportunity.
‘Can I finally play some normal matches now?’
There’s a saying about mountains beyond mountains, after all.
But I’ve already crossed an entire mountain range at this point.
Shouldn’t the crises stop coming and give me a chance to rest?
Almond held onto such hopes.
“Mond. Want to go one more time? You were frustrated earlier, weren’t you?”
But what do you know—the moment I step out, Balloon Gum is waiting for me.
-kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
-lol
-kkkkkkkkkkk
-Ah…
-Another expressionless protest lol
-Is he even human?
-Balloon Gum kkkkkkk
-Gum over Gum k
Ding.
[StartDietFromZero donated 10,000 won.]
[Is this a loop story?]
-kkkkkkkkkkkkrl
-Loop story kkkk
I can’t translate this accurately. The text appears to be either corrupted, in a non-standard format, or not in a recognizable language. The Korean characters shown don’t form coherent words.
-That’s brutal
-But isn’t the genre Souls-like?
A loop story.
A horror tale.
A Souls-like.
At this point, any label you slapped on it would fit.
Because this situation was all three combined.
Almond had to defeat the formidable enemy known as Balloon Gum. Yet the absurd horror was that this enemy was actually an ally.
And it kept repeating.
“One more round? Yeah?”
Was it a coincidence?
Balloon Gum’s audio began buffering, his words stretching out like a broken tape.
“Oooone mooore rouuund? Yeeeah? Uuuuh?”
-kkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
What is this, an audio bug? Haha, that’s messed up.
Hahaha, that’s hilarious!
-Damn is this a horror game lol kkkk
-Almond’s expression lol kkkk
I found myself backing away without realizing it.
“The placement test is all finished.”
“Ah… So, you’re not playing anymore?”
Balloon Gum asks carefully, sounding genuinely disappointed.
“You said you’re Platinum 3 now, right? If you play a bit more, you’ll hit Diamond.”
“It could be Gold instead.”
-kkkkkkkkkkk
-Haha!
-kkkkkkk lol
I’m dying laughing hahahahaha
Normally, Almond would have dismissed a slight tier difference as nothing, but his clash with Popcorn had pushed both his mind and body to their limits.
The exchange with Popcorn had driven him to the brink.
“Wahaha! That, that’s right? Well… yeah. Mond.”
Click.
Balloon Gum placed a hand on his shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.
“That was fun. Thanks to you, I got the illusion that I’m actually good at games… I think I got addicted to that feeling.”
Balloon Gum spoke with a genuine smile, his words sincere.
I’m sorry, but this doesn’t appear to be valid Korean text that can be translated. The characters seem to be random or corrupted. Could you please provide the correct text?
T_T
-he just wanted to be good at games…
‘That’s right… he was always like this.’
Almond found himself overlapping the image of this streamer with memories from his corporate days—coming home after getting thoroughly crushed at work, sipping beer alone to console himself through the day.
Like that slightly dim but warm neighborhood hyung you’d always find at the playground as a kid.
“Hyung.”
I called out to him.
“No way.”
Impossible.
“Tsk.”
Hahahahahahaha
No, it was all buildup? ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
lol
It was acting lol
Balloon Gum hadn’t given up on his attempt to coax me into one more match.
“Hmph. We’ll settle this at the platform championship. Almond. Will you still be so cocky by then? Wahahahaha!!”
Balloon Gum left those third-rate villain words behind, perhaps embarrassed, and disappeared.
-?
-??
No friends lolololol
What the heck lol
Are you a new member of Team Rocket? lol
-I’m craving Thunderbolt now

* * *
The capsule hissed open.
Sanghyeon pulled himself up from the pod.
He’d just finished the placement test and decided to end today’s stream there.
“Oh, you’re out? Hey, today’s failed mission actually looked pretty good. Jia really loved it… huh?”
Juhyeok walked in with a bright smile.
“Sweat?”
Sanghyeon was drenched in perspiration.
Since purchasing the custom capsule, this almost never happened.
Especially since today was just a simple placement test, right?
For some reason, Sanghyeon’s complexion looked noticeably paler.
“Hey. Are you feeling sick somewhere?”
“A hot shower should fix it.”
Sanghyeon’s voice was several tones lower than usual as he spoke.
There was no way Juhyeok wouldn’t notice this.
‘…Could it be?’
No matter how he looked at it, this seemed like the aftermath of losing to Popcorn.
‘It’s not that he lost to Popcorn.’
How should he even put this?
He did lose because of Popcorn, but he didn’t lose to Popcorn himself.
Still, he couldn’t offer comfort too hastily.
That always backfired.
Whoooosh—
The bathroom filled with the sound of running water.
Just moments ago, he’d been humming “The Daegam’s Grace.”
Now, not a sound escaped.
Instead—
“!”
Thud!
A loud impact against something hard.
Juhyeok rushed in, startled.
“Hey! Did you collapse from dizziness…?”
He thought Sanghyeon had fallen.
But he hadn’t.
Sanghyeon’s fist was pressed against the tile.
“…”
Even with Juhyeok present, Sanghyeon said nothing, simply standing under the hot spray with his gaze fixed forward.
He neither heard nor saw anything.
‘Phew.’
Juhyeok was relieved it wasn’t a collapse and quietly closed the door again.
And I muttered to myself.
“Damn kid… what the hell. That’s so cool.”
With a face like that, it looked like a scene straight out of a movie.
If I’d done it, I’d probably just look like some loser at a public bathhouse.
I felt annoyed somehow.
Juhyeok also timidly brought his fist against the wall.
Thud.
‘Was, was it like this? Like this?’
I adjusted my head angle while trying to strike a pose.
But it didn’t seem to look right at all.
‘Should I get splashed with water?’

* * *
Splash——splash!
The blue water of the swimming pool pushes against the woman’s body.
She pays it no mind, thrashing her body as she dives deeper.
Long black hair flutters alongside white foam.
The way she swims with her legs together looks just like a mermaid luring sailors.
That beauty, the freedom she finds only in the water, the inability to walk when she returns to land.
Truly like a mermaid.
Splash!
After flipping her body this way and that, she enjoys that freedom her breath allows for a moment.
“Phew… ha!”
She emerges from the water again.
Someone who appears to be the Coach approaches and speaks as if reporting.
“For having rested so long, that wasn’t bad. However, your lower body muscles are visibly a bit weakened.”
“I see… is that so.”
The woman looks down at her legs, faintly visible through the water.
“Yes. But if you continue from now on, you’ll recover to your previous level quickly. Most importantly… since you’ve decided to resume rehabilitation training! You’ll definitely improve!”
The Coach clenched both fists with enthusiasm.
Meanwhile, the woman who needs rehabilitation simply floats on her back, murmuring.
“Yeah. That’s what I need to do.”
“But, suddenly starting rehabilitation again… is something the matter? Ah, of course rehabilitation is absolutely necessary!”
“I want to run again.”
“…?!”
Sarang smiles at the Coach’s shocked expression.
“Don’t be so surprised. I don’t mean running on two legs.”
“Ah….”
“I just want to be in good enough condition to get into a capsule.”
She lives in a world where even the simple words “running on two legs” become a source of wonder.
Her wish was simple—to visit a world where she could run on two legs, even if only for a moment.
A modest dream, truly.
“….”
Even that, Coach couldn’t answer with certainty.
He couldn’t bring himself to meet her eyes, stammering instead.
“You don’t need to answer.”
Sarang comforted him instead.
“It’s just a last desperate struggle anyway.”

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