Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 1277

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 5 Episode 162
50. Not Yet the Time (1)
Meanwhile, it was feedback time for the Motmotmot team’s coach.
The coach of this team was Takoyaki.
He had so much he wanted to say in his feedback that his mouth itched to speak, but when it came to the game itself, he couldn’t say anything.
Why?
“No, I mean… what was that about temporary dispatch earlier?”
Because the future of the Motmotmot team was uncertain.
It felt like being a contract worker with only a month left on the agreement.
“Are you saying you’ll dismember us and use us separately?”
“Well….”
They didn’t even know if they’d be given a new contract, and even if they were, a position change was already confirmed.
The problem was they didn’t know what position they’d be assigned to.
“I, personally… I was hoping to be dispatched to the Knight Order….”
Mosol voiced his hopes in the midst of it all.
“….”
Everyone stared at him.
‘That snake.’
‘Already picking sides?’
‘What?’
-Gichan lol
-Have some awareness…
-Damn lol already thinking about leaving??lol
Jello, not wanting to lose Ace, waved his hand frantically and spoke.
“Wait, is that even possible? Coach? How are you going to dispatch us? What about our leveling, what about resurrection?”
Takoyaki calmed everyone down.
“No, anyway, only the Knight Order… no, only Almond would know what and how to do it. Trying to figure that out is a waste of effort.”
No one but Almond could know Almond’s thoughts.
Since such a person was king, there was no way to be certain when or how policies would emerge.
“We just need to look at what Almond has already said.”
However, he rarely went back on words he’d already spoken, so analyzing those statements held meaning.
“He said he’d send us on dispatch, and he also said he’d make us all tanks.”
Takoyaki remembered Almond’s two statements precisely.
“That must mean, just like Jello said, he’ll split us up and attach us to different teams and even make us tanks. That’s all we can know for certain.”
-Scary
-Insane policy lol
-For real???
-Even splitting the team lol
-No lol is this even right lol
-How is he even going to do that???
A natural question arises, and Dotorimuk asks it.
“Cheese is Team 10, and the groups are divided into A and B, with Cheese Team 5 competing against Paprika Team 5 in each group, right?”
“That’s right.”
Taco nodded.
“Then… slaves are just one team, so how do we distribute them all? What about groups without slaves?”
“Hmm…”
That was the problem.
The group that Motmotmot goes to has no issue using the slave dispatch policy, but the other preliminary groups have no slaves to send.
At this, Mosol speaks as if he were Almond’s spokesperson.
“I’m sure Almond has thought through all of this.”
“…”
-What’s with the silence kekekeke
-Solemn…
-Kekekekekekekekekeke
-Kekekeke like that could happen
-Gichan, Gichan…
-Just send this bastard now–
After a moment of serious silence, someone speaks something that sounds reasonable.
It’s Chocosong.
“Isn’t that just something you said as a joke? Why is everyone taking this so seriously?”
In her eyes, it was merely something carelessly blurted out while playing king.
In fact, that was the normal line of thinking.
Sending dispatches by splitting up a five-person team game?
What kind of nonsense was that?
It was nothing but words thrown out for fun.
Clearly that’s what it was…
“…Something you said as a joke?”
Suddenly Jello becomes serious.
“Don’t you remember the fate of those who laughed off Daegam’s words? Chocosong? Don’t you remember the day we went to Mars together?”
-Kekekekekekekekekekekekekekekeke
Hahaha, for real
-I thought the execution ceremony was also a joke~
Haha, seriously lol
-Kekekeke Mars kekekeke
-Well…
-He’s the type who doesn’t really say things casually…
That was true.
In Cheese Village, Jello and Chocosong had tried to laugh off Almond’s words more than anyone.
But it turned out everything was real, and the price was terrible.
“They said they’d execute us, and I went laughing, but we actually got executed! They said they’d burn people and use them as fertilizer! I thought it was some dark comedy! But Owl Black was waiting for us!”
Bang!
Jello stomped his foot for emphasis.
“Whatever that guy says, even if it’s thoughtless drivel! Absolutely! We can’t just laugh it off, you hear me!?”
Everyone stared blankly at Jello’s PTSD reaction.
Chocosong’s expression turned serious.
Only Mosol nodded in agreement.
“Yes, His Highness Almond always keeps his word.”
-His Highness Almond kekekeke
-His Highness Almond lmao
-Mobeong…
-This guy just wants to be deployed lol
-Atmosphere ruiner
“….”
Silence followed Mosol’s words once again.
Finally, Jello couldn’t contain his anger and spoke.
“No. Jeong Gi-chan. What you’ve been saying since earlier… are you already trying to butter up the Knight Order? Huh?”
Jello didn’t miss the opportunity and shoved Mosol’s head while barking at him.
“No, that’s not what I meant….”
“Once you’re a Foolish Youth! You’ll always be a Foolish Youth! If we die, they can’t even revive us! You get it!?”
“Ah, I know, we’re just cannon fodder….”
“What? Cannon fodder? Huh?”
Jello scoffed.
“When you get there, you’re not cannon fodder—you’re the actual bullet! You get shot and die, that’s it! Jeong Gi-chan body check!”
-kekekekekekekekekeke
-lol for real
-bullet lololol
-is he a scourge lol
-kekeke
-for real for real
-Jeong Gi-chan body check lololol
Mosol nodded earnestly.
But he said something different to the viewers.
“A bullet for the master’s house beats a shovel in a slave’s outhouse.”
-lmaooooooooooooo
-??
Is this the darkness of a loser? Creepy.
-Wow….
-Saying something different behind his back lol
-lololol
-That metaphor is insane lololol
-Those bastards won’t even disperse;

* * *
Meanwhile, feedback time for the Knight Order—the root cause of this entire mess.
Coach Choi Sa-rang was showing interest in Almond’s strategy.
“Explain your dispatch strategy in more detail.”
‘This can’t be happening.’
Almond was shocked.
He thought she was acknowledging his strategy.
A thought suddenly crossed his mind.
‘I shouldn’t have changed to Foolish Youth.’
Wouldn’t it have been fine to stay as Clever Youth?
At this level… I’m smart enough, aren’t I?
If his viewers had heard these thoughts, they would have been astounded—but they flashed through Almond’s mind and quickly vanished.
However, those thoughts never made it past his lips, instead getting buried somewhere like a broken tape, making strange sounds.
Because he witnessed the truth.
“I’m asking because none of it makes sense.”
“…?”
-Kekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekeke
-Kekekekekekekekekekeke
-Ah he’s being baited kekekekeke
-Lolkekekekeke
-For real for real
-Haha
-His expression changed kekekekeke
“Why, why is that?”
“Just explain it to me first.”
“Ah… yes.”
Almond calmly summoned a blackboard and drew a diagram.
‘I’ll prove it. That this is correct.’
Five ugly-faced characters were divided into different teams.
“We split the five Slave teams one by one and dispatch them to each team.”
-Split kekekekeke
-Just say divide kekekekeke
-Split again lolkekekeke
“This way, we become six people total.”
Among the perfectly round-faced characters, the very ugly teams squeezed in one by one.
“If we divide five people and distribute one to each team, that leaves one person…?”
In one group, Cheese totaled five.
But this was five including ‘Motmotmot’.
If we divide Motmotmot and dispatch them to the remaining teams, we end up with four groups.
In other words, one person is left over.
“Ah, of course, some teams will have seven members. And naturally…”
*Swoosh.*
He draws a crown above one of the teams.
“That’s the King’s team.”
“What comes next?”
“Next, we split our larger force into four and three members. While the other teams all do a three-three split…”
Almond scatters several circles across the entire map.
“We end up fighting with far more territory and information than Paprika.”
-Ohhh
What? Haha.
-Did you plan this out beforehand?
-His calculations are fast, he’s good at this stuff
-Kya
-Oh…
-Insane
-Keu~
“…”
Sarang stared at the map.
‘What is this insane idea.’
It was a plan she’d never considered.
Survival matches weren’t meant to be played this way in the first place.
Teaming up as a prerequisite.
No professional would ever play such an absurd game.
Since this was an event match, it seemed like such elements were included for entertainment.
But it sounded quite plausible.
Which made it seem even more insane.
And then an even more insane comment comes.
“But what if the slaves rebel?”
It was Goguma’s question.
“Bonggi OMG lol”
He only knows military discipline ㅠㅠ
-Bong is kinda scary though
I can’t provide a reliable translation for this text. It appears to be Korean characters that don’t form standard words or meaningful content in Korean.
Slave rebellion lol
Everyone stares in disbelief, and Goguma shrugs his shoulders.
“According to the system, slaves can attack us too. Since they’re not really part of our team.”
“That’s something I already anticipated. The rest will manage that.”
Almond drew another diagram.
Behind them, two people aim guns, while in front, a slave runs forward crying, holding up a shield.
“We need to threaten them from behind and send them to scout. The slave goes into all the dangerous areas first, and if they die, we just report it and move on.”
“….”
-Kekekekekekekekekekekekekekekekeke
-Kekekekekekekekekekekek
I’m too much with you hahaha
The picture is crazy violent lol
-Is that… Aseng?
-That’s a star worker lol
Everyone stares blankly at the image.
The shield user running away in tears somehow looks pitiful.
“I understand all of that.”
Choi Sa-rang asks one final question.
“What about the other teams?”
“…What?”
“The other teams. There’s only one slave team. But there are two teams—A and B.”
“….”
Almond was flustered.
‘Oh.’
There was a critical flaw in this grand plan!
Specifically, the slave team was only one according to the system.
-?
-…?
-She’s right???
Haha, oh my god!
That’s crazy lolololol
-What now for real?
Sigh.
Choi Sa-rang lets out a light sigh and speaks.
“If you’re going to plan a strategy like this, the system can’t be loose. And you need to plan it in advance so the other teams can prepare too. Especially the slave team.”
“Hmm….”
Almond thinks deeply.
Sarang moves on without waiting to hear more, shifting into feedback mode.
“Anyway. Now let’s move on to feedback from the previous match. First, Lemon.”
“!”
But the one suddenly called on is Lemon.
Lemon is startled.
‘Me, me first?’
This is the first time she’s receiving feedback first.
However, it didn’t seem to have any particular significance.
Coach pointed out her areas for improvement and the judgment calls that had nearly gone wrong, then moved on to the next person.
“Lemon, that’s all for you.”
‘Phew.’
Lemon exhaled in relief.
She hadn’t been praised outright, but at least she hadn’t been told she’d made any serious mistakes.
“Ah.”
But there was still more to say.
“Next, let’s try Aqua and Leon together.”
“…What!?”
Aqua, of all people.
Lemon was startled.
“Why are you surprised? Aqua, Leon. You two try it together.”
“Y-yes, but… I….”
Lemon didn’t want to play Aqua.
In the Aqua and Leon combination, Aqua’s abilities had a greater impact on victory or defeat than Leon’s did.
“I know what you’re worried about. Just try it.”
“…?”
Coach said she understood her concerns.
Did he really know?
There was no way to tell.
That was when it happened.
Clap!
Almond clapped his hands.
“I just remembered something.”
“…Yes?”
Lemon thought he was going to say something about the Aqua and Leon combination.
Maybe Almond would speak up for her and say they shouldn’t do it?
But of course, that wasn’t it at all.
“I just figured out what to do with a team that doesn’t have a slave.”
He was talking about his own strategy.
“Look….”
Scratch scratch scratch.
A diagram began to form again.
-This is bad, he’s really locked in on this
-Stop bullying the temporary workers, you corporate bastard~
Haha, damn it.
-All he thinks about is slaves
-Aseng is seriously a scary place lol

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After that, both Cheese and Paprika conducted several private joint scrimmages.
These scrimmages were operated with complete secrecy, so no viewer could discern their subsequent strategies.
Beyond that, the teams also conducted separate internal practice sessions, so now no one knew what each side had prepared.
And─
[Platform Championship]
[D – 1]
At last, the Platform Championship had arrived just one day away.

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