Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 1294

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 5 Episode 179
55. Strategy Meeting (3)
Gaji-bokkeun.
He was shameless.
Despite how much everyone despised him, he always claimed his spot on the meal tray with confidence, just like gaji-bokkeun itself.
“Uuuuu! It’s red~”
“Counter-revolutionary! Drop dead~!”
“Uuuuuu!”
No matter how much the Cheese cheering squad mocked him from the side, he simply responded like this.
“It’s not red, but red medicine, if you please? I’ve merely awakened to the truth that Paprika is stronger.”
The Cheese supporters grew even more furious and attacked him viciously.
“Wow… you’re truly trash.”
“You’re not even gaji-bokkeun. You’re gaji-muchim.”
“Mom! This is why I didn’t eat eggplant when I was little!”
“Beggar’s bokkeun is better than you!”
Yet Gaji-bokkeun held firm.
After all, he knew better than anyone that whoever earned the money became the victor.
‘I have no points, that’s the thing.’
Above all, Gaji-bokkeun was short on points.
He’d spent all his money and points buying this stadium ticket.
So even if he was criticized, even if they called him a traitor!
‘If I can just make money!’
If he could earn money, Gaji-bokkeun was willing to endure it.
But the results of Group B were shocking.
‘Crazy—Paprika and Ril are doing so well!’
Even so, how could they all be eliminated?
“Waaaaaaaaaaa!!”
In the midst of Cheese’s thunderous roar, Gaji-bokkeun became an outcast.
‘Damn it… this, this is….’
His complexion gradually turned eggplant-colored.
Because he lost?
No.
There were still many matches ahead.
‘The match content is just too overwhelming, isn’t it?’
It was because of the match content.
This wasn’t simply one loss.
It would influence every match that followed.
‘And this was orchestrated by Almond, no less?’
Gaji-bokkeun, who ranked 2nd or 3rd among Almond’s devoted viewers… or rather, if you excluded the donation metrics, he was practically first.
Because he knew Almond so well, it was all the harder to accept.
It was that poignant sense of defeat—like a friend who’d been roughly the same height as me had grown ten centimeters taller over summer break and suddenly returned.
‘You… you were actually smart? Almond?’
Gaji-bokkeun’s jaw trembled.
“Kyahahaha! Look at Gaji-bokkeun’s face~”
“Wait, did something happen to you? Gaji-bokkeun?”
“Hey. Smile. Come on, smile~ You’re Cheese, aren’t you~”
A barrage of attacks poured in from all around.
His image was captured on the stadium’s massive screen.
Countless people mocked him.
-Kekekekekekekekekeke
-Kekekekekekekeke
-Gaji-bokkeun kekekeke
-Ah kekekekeke
-What’s with that expression like he lost his country kekeke
-What’s this guy doing??? In the middle of everything kekeke
Even if someone didn’t know who he was, seeing him glowing with red light in the middle of the yellow field made them burst into laughter.
Around him was nothing but jeers and ridicule.
Kyahahaha!
Uuuuuu!
“…S-stop! I’ll change it! I’ll change it!”
Gaji-bokkeun covered his ears, unable to take it anymore.
Then, a woman with an enormously large head looked down at him and spoke.
“But we will remember your betrayal forever.”
It was Rubisword.
Whatever item it was, her clothes didn’t just change to yellow—they blazed with golden light.
The light was so bright it seemed as though she were receiving a divine audience.
And above her head, in letters so large, was written [Traitor Gaji-bokkeun].
At this size, even the Paprika fans across the stadium would be able to see it.
“…N-no, honestly it was just a mistake! Please! Please forgive me!”
Gaji-bokkeun threw a tantrum relentlessly.
“I’ll change it right now!”
And he switched his support team.
He had to change it quickly. He thought it was so disgusting he couldn’t bear it…
Beep beep.
‘Huh?’
[You can change your support team each match, but after the first time, additional points are required.]
[Will you still change it?]
“…M-more money?”
Money again.
And this wasn’t even added to the betting fee—it was a pure commission. Like a tax. It meant throwing money into thin air.
‘How am I supposed to pull this off?’
Just then, a massive airship rose above the stadium.
It was Paprika’s airship.
“Paprika! One, two, three!”
A cheer erupted from Paprika’s side.
Gaji-bokkeun found myself raising both arms and shouting without thinking.
“P-Paprika, fighting!!!”
Clinging to the hope that Paprika would ultimately win.
-?
-??
-???
-This is relentless lol
-Crazy Gaji-bokkeun lol
-Lmao
-Paprika fighting~ rofl
Chat messages floated above the heads of countless spectators around us.
They appeared above Rubisword’s head too.
-This is relentless lol
Gaji-bokkeun stood up and turned around, shouting.
Like someone getting angry after they themselves caused the problem.
“Why! What! Almond isn’t even here! What’s it to you!”
Rubisword shook his head side to side.
Then he grabbed a megaphone item and shouted.
“Cheese! One! Two! Three!”
The entire audience erupted with thunderous cheers.
“Cheese, fighting!!!”
It seemed Cheese’s fanbase had grown quite a bit.
Everyone had just used their one free opportunity to change their supported team.

* * *
“Group A’s match has begun! The players have boarded the airship!”
Since there’s nothing to analyze before the players jump, the Caster turns their gaze toward the audience.
“Ah, the atmosphere in the stands has changed quite a bit! I can see yellow sections appearing all over the place!?”
King Gul nods and responds.
“That’s right! It seems you can change which team you’re cheering for each match? But after the first time, it costs points?”
“Yes. So I don’t think this current trend will change much!? The audience must have made their decision carefully…! After watching Group B’s match, everyone made up their minds, right?”
“Yes. The faster you switch, the more betting points you accumulate! If you’re going to change, you have to do it quickly! But right now─”
King Gul emphasizes the present moment very strongly.
“The fact that everyone made that decision right now! This means Group B’s match couldn’t be written off as just a single crushing defeat!”
Group B’s previous strategy had created this flow.
But that wasn’t what he wanted to talk about regarding Group B’s strategy.
That was already something they’d discussed extensively during the analysis desk segment.
“Ah, what are you trying to say that your face has turned so red, King Gul!?”
-Kekekekekekeke
-Kekekekeke I thought he used some item
-It wasn’t an item???
-It’s an item what is that keke
-Kekekekekekekekekekekekeke
-It’s seriously huge
What he wants to talk about is this match.
“Exactly! What we need to focus on is! Group A’s players must have all seen that too, right!? How these players are thinking about that strategy! It’ll all come out in this second match!”
Group A’s players had all watched Group B’s match, and that inevitably would be reflected in the game.
“Will they use the radio dispatch strategy right away!? Or will they stick with what they were doing for now! Watching these points would be fun, wouldn’t it?”
Whether Group A would use the radio dispatch strategy in this match, or whether they’d take an approach of gradually modifying their original strategy.
Observing this is the key point of watching.
“Ah. But wouldn’t it be difficult for Paprika to immediately copy that? Because it would require enormous sacrifices from the Slave Team.”
The Caster raises a question.
The Analyst agrees.
“That’s right. Because this requires mutual agreement aside from practice? Most streamer teams’ goal in this tournament is to survive as long as possible and stay on screen as long as they can! But who would actually take on that sacrificial role…?”
In the radio dispatch system, the most important element was the dispatch team.
They make the greatest contribution to the system, yet ultimately they become the biggest victims.
Could this even be possible without designating them as slaves?
“Ah, so this time too, Paprika can’t use the radio… only Cheese gets the radio?”
The Caster asks regretfully.
“No, Cheese also has difficulty. They could only do it in Group B because they had a Slave Team. Group A couldn’t use that strategy because no one would volunteer to be slaves, right?”
The Analyst points it out sharply.
“Ah~! That, there was such a difference? So Group A just went with the normal approach!?”
His words were correct.
The presence or absence of slaves had split the strategies into two distinct paths.
“If we’re talking about restaurants, even Cheese—the original pioneer of dispatch-style cuisine—had to split their menu across two separate branches to accommodate how extreme this dish is.”
The Analyst laid out a perfect analogy for the novice viewers, wrapping everything up neatly.
-Dispatch-style kekekeke
Seafood dispatch is crazy.
-???: I invented dispatch too~
-I see
-So Group A will go like before?
No one refuted the Analyst’s words.
Even King Gul, who had first claimed dispatch-style would become the trend, couldn’t utter a single word.
The logic was flawless.
It was all true.
In fact, when Paprika started dropping first, dispatch-style didn’t exist.
“Ah. We’ll proceed without dispatch-style. Paprika, it’s better to stick with what you know, right?”
“Yes. How could a place that was stir-frying jeyuk suddenly start making pajeon?”
The Analyst seemed to be enjoying the restaurant analogy and continued using it.
-Kekekekekekekekeke real
-Keep stir-frying that jeyuk~
-Just do what you were doing
-Suddenly changing things is funny too~
-King Gul went silent?
King Gul had grown sullen as things weren’t flowing the way he’d argued.
The Caster noticed and spoke up.
“Ah, King Gul’s opinion certainly had possibilities too, but? Even the original dispatch-style restaurant had to split their menu and…”
That was when it happened.
King Gul suddenly shouted.
“Who says you can’t put fish cake in pajeon?!?!”
“?”
-What are you saying you crazy kekekekekekekekekekekekeke
-???: Me~
-Kekekekekekekekekekeke
-Crazy kekekekeke
I was startled lol
“Look! Cheese!”
Where he excitedly pointed, the Cheese team was descending, but
one member from a different team was mixed in.
“Descending with a radio!”
“!”
At this, all the commentators froze.
King Gul laughed as if to say, ‘See? I was right!’
The Caster received information from the Production Team and composed himself.
“Ah. From what I’m hearing now, they’re calling it the ‘Grand Aseng’ or something. Did Almond persuade them? Is this even possible? How did he create slaves?”
The Analyst expressed his bewilderment and indignation.
“How do you persuade someone to die!? He’s like an independence fighter! And besides, Almond is in Group B! This isn’t even his responsibility!”
-Red Glasses furious kekekeke
-For real kekekeke
-Why are you mad kekekeke
-I mean, Aseng must be getting paid a lot kekekeke
-The type who gets angry at things he can’t understand kekeke
-kekekekeke What is this??
It wasn’t just Red Glasses.
Paprika’s chat in particular was far more hostile.
-Does this even make sense??
-This is just rigging
-Kekekekeke Come on, timing collusion has limits. One team just loses on purpose???
-This needs a special investigation
-Erai, these *** are breaking all the rules
“Ah~ Now people are saying he’s being blackmailed! King Gul, what do you think!?”
“I don’t think so? The radio operators! They’re laughing! They seem to be in quite good spirits!?”
Red Glasses raised a reasonable suspicion.
“Maybe they’ve just lost their minds?”
-kekekekekekeke
-kekekekeke Red Glasses has gone crazy kekeke
-kekekekekekekekeke
-kekekeke Insane
-He’s being way too obvious about his dislike kekekeke

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