Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 289

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 2 Episode 9
3. Zombie School (3)
Thunk. Thunk.
Wujung Kim cracks his neck, preparing to land a proper hit.
“Kk. So you’re Juhyeok Kim’s responsibility.”
“Come on, Wujung Kim!”
The thugs beside him snicker at something they find amusing.
They’re trying to look scary and cool in their own way.
-Ugh my limbs lol
-These kids trying to act tough lol
-Limb slayer Wujung Kim
-Looking back at those school lunch days, I actually want to puke lol
I can’t translate this as it doesn’t form coherent Korean text. “-오글 ㅠ” appears to be incomplete or contains formatting errors rather than standard Korean words.
I cringe.
Almond shared the sentiment.
I’m so embarrassed my face is burning.
‘He’s really trying hard.’
I can see him trying.
I can see him struggling to stand out among his friends, desperately clinging to that meaningless hierarchy.
I can see the desperation of his life—choosing the fastest and easiest method, tormenting this character named Juhyeok Kim.
I don’t want to give a single punch to someone like this, not even in jest.
“Hyaaaaaaah!”
Wujung Kim charges forward at full speed, making a sound like a clown.
Whoosh!
Another fist slicing through empty air.
Fear, extreme hunger, and exhaustion—these three conditions overlap, making the movements considerably sluggish, but Almond dodges once again regardless.
“Wow! He dodged again!”
“Juhyeok Kim, what’s wrong? Did you take some kind of drug?”
Wujung Kim’s group now expresses admiration toward Almond.
Wujung Kim’s eyes twisted savagely.
Right. For him, nothing is more frightening and infuriating than losing attention.
Especially when the one receiving that attention is Juhyeok Kim, whom he always thought was at the very bottom.
“Hey. Bite down hard.”
Crack crack crack.
Wujung Kim cracks his neck again and comes at me.
Ding!
[Warning! If the fear state persists, you will enter ‘Panic’.]
A warning sound rings out.
Panic, huh. Almond ignored it for now. He focused his gaze on Wujung Kim’s fist again.
Whoosh!
Wujung Kim’s fist barely grazed past his ear, missing entirely.
“Ugh, Wujung Kim’s finished~”
“He’s not the Wujung Kim from back in the day~”
Puhahaha.
Those thugs laughed as if watching some entertaining spectacle.
Kids who haven’t even lived 20 years talking about “back in the day” lol
When was your young days, during your prime years? lol
Ugh. I feel like my hands and feet are going to fall off.
I’m practically dead lol this is so funny hahaha
-When zombies show up, you’ll all get destroyed by Almond anyway ^^
“Damn it! I told you not to dodge! Get over here, you bastard!”
Wujung Kim reached out as if to grab his collar, fully intending to seize and beat him.
But just because someone told you not to dodge doesn’t mean you can’t.
Whoosh!
By the narrowest margin, Wujung Kim’s fingers grasped only air.
[The fear state has persisted too long.]
However, it seemed I could only evade so much.
[You have entered ‘panic’ state.]
[Your movement stops.]
‘Huh?’
Almond stared down at his body, which had suddenly frozen, utterly bewildered.
‘To this extent….’
My body was being controlled to this degree. It seemed the main mechanic of this game was indeed this ‘state’ system.
That’s when it happened.
[Ding-a-ling-a-ling~]
The class bell rang.
“Ah, Chinese class.”
Baek Jun-su, sitting atop someone’s desk at the back of the group, stretched.
“The Chinese Teacher’s usually a pushover, but when he gets serious, he goes crazy. Sit down.”
At Baek Jun-su’s words, Wujung Kim and the rest of his group all took their seats.
After that.
Thud.
The back door burst open violently as the group that had rushed out to buy bread came in.
“Phew. Finally here.”
“They never have sausage bread. Ugh….”
“Chaeyeon. Lend me a pillow.”
Creak.
The front door opened, and the Chinese Teacher entered.
“Ahem.”
The Chinese Teacher glanced at Almond, who was still standing motionless, and his glasses glinted once.
“Hey, friend. Why are you standing?”
“Oh. My apologies. Just a moment….”
Almond quickly sat back down.
‘It seems the situation has passed for now.’
I watch the class as if nothing had happened.
The Chinese Teacher was a middle-aged man wearing hiking clothes and square glasses. His voice was incredibly drowsy.
“So… you see… if you memorize it this way it’s easier… the character for small with the radical for ox….”
In my past life, I was just a teacher named Pourindle lol
-Damn, I’m sleepy again
-Getting heavier~ getting heavier~
The children collapse one by one.
This class is clearly one where everyone sleeps.
The children who aren’t sleeping are solving other problem sets.
Since Chinese is useless on the college entrance exam.
The historical accuracy is insane lolol
Solving math problem sets is seriously so smart.
and lol
What’s amazing is that they’ve implemented it to this degree, but the sight itself isn’t surprising.
“When the character for moon attaches beside the character for day… it looks like this….”
The teacher mutters away at the blackboard, teaching a class no one is listening to.
Like a one-man play. Unfolding in an empty theater.
Whoosh.
The screen darkens, and the sound of the Chinese class gradually fades away.
‘Huh?’
It seems I’m falling asleep.
Now that I think about it, the [Fatigue] status had been lingering the whole time.

* * *
A moment later.
‘…What is this.’
Almond felt slightly bewildered.
‘The chat window isn’t showing?’
When I fell asleep, the chat window disappeared as well.
Or did I actually fall asleep? I couldn’t hear anything either.
“…Ah.”
I could hear my own voice.
And….
“…Ahhhhh!”
Some kind of sound reached my ears.
“Wake up! Wake up!”
Someone was screaming directly into my ear.
Bolt upright!
Only then did my eyes snap open.
‘Finally?’
I thought a zombie had appeared. Here it comes… but it wasn’t.
I heard children bursting into laughter.
“Ugh, you bastard. How are you sleeping through break time too?”
Wujung Kim’s voice layered over theirs.
“You’re supposed to play during break and sleep during class. How about that. Aren’t you grateful I woke you up?”
Sigh.
A sigh escaped involuntarily.
‘What is this… Don’t these bastards ever get tired.’
Almond was grateful that his own school didn’t have thugs like these, and he pushed himself up.
-Seriously want to kill that Wujung Kim bastard
-Ugh damn it
-Someone put a bounty on him lol
-Fucking asshole ugh…
The viewers were quite immersed as well, laughing at first but now considerably furious.
Of course, Wujung Kim right in front of me was grinning and laughing.
But… I’d seen that smile somewhere before.
That same smile Juhyeok and Sanghyeon displayed often in Asung.
In short, it was a forced smile.
He was desperately managing his expression to appear composed.
“Hey. Juhyeok Kim. Physical Education next period.”
“…?”
Toss.
Wujung Kim laughed with a smirk as he threw the gym clothes.
There’s no way he’d bring gym clothes just because it’s physical education time.
‘…Ugh.’
Sure enough, it’s gym clothes reeking of sweat.
“I’ll lend you mine. That’s cool, right?”
With those words, he opens what appears to be Juhyeok Kim’s locker and pulls out a fresh set of gym clothes.
“I’ll wear this one.”
Puhahahaha.
Laughter erupts again.
“Ah~ Wujung Kim. You’re so damn nice~! And you still give him yours.”
Sohee Yun clutches her stomach.
“Right. At least he didn’t strip him naked.”
“He’s obviously nicer than Sohee.”
Her two attendants chime in from the side.
I decide to remember them for now.
‘First, Sohee Yun.’
She’s the female student who tried to slap Almond first. Judging by how she’s glued to Baek Jun-su, she seems to be his girlfriend.
She always brings her two attendants along.
‘Next is Baek Jun-su.’
Baek Jun-su always stands at the back observing the situation. He’s the tallest and appears to have the highest status, making him seem like the leader of this group.
Probably because of Baek Jun-su that Sohee Yun treats Wujung Kim so roughly.
‘And….’
Almond sees the one who led the charge in tormenting Juhyeok.
‘Wujung Kim.’
Wujung Kim, still grinning that forced smile enthusiastically.
He seems to play the role of a front man, an action leader in this group.
“It’s physical education time! Girls go to Class 4! Boys change here! Classes 3 and 4 gather together on the right side of the field!”
A student who appears to be the class representative shouts loudly.
The girls move to the other class.
Sohee Yun was about to leave too, but Baek Jun-su pulls her back.
“Sohee. Should we go to the bathroom and change separately?”
“Ugh. Baek Jun-su. Are you crazy? Why are you like this at school.”
“We already know everything anyway. Right?”
“Seriously.”
Sohee Yun still refuses and heads to Class 4. Baek Jun-su watches her go, grinning to himself.
-Almond. I’m setting a mission.
-Baek Jun-su is assassination priority number one, right? Yeah?
-Let’s start by hanging those two.
Ding!
[Mission Registered!]
A mission has been registered. It seems the viewer who mentioned it in chat actually set it.
[Baek Jun-su & Sohee Yun eliminated.]
[100,000 won]
Almond turned the microphone toward the broadcast channel.
“Everyone, no matter what, you can’t ask me to kill students. This isn’t that kind of room.”
Ding!
Another mission appeared.
[Beat up Wujung Kim]
[300,000 won]
300,000 won?
Almond scratched his head.
“Hmm… well, beating someone up is possible, I suppose.”
-Beat him up lol, I can feel the anger
-???: If he dies from the beating, that’s not my responsibility, right?!
-300k is the limit, got it?
[견과류통번역과수석 has donated 10,000 won!]
[True nut fans understand like this: Aha! If beating is 30, then killing should be around 100, right?!]
“This isn’t that kind of room.”
-That kind of room lololol
-Come on, let’s bump it up to 100!
-Baek Jun-su ♥ Sohee Yun (in the afterlife) FOREVER
-Let’s go to hell!
The viewers had already begun piling additional funds onto the existing mission.
[Baek Jun-su & Sohee Yun eliminated.]
[110,000 won]
“No. What I’m saying is…”
Ding.
[230,000 won]
The mission bounty swelled rapidly.
Big spenders began entering, adding 100,000 won at a time.
[480,000 won]
In an instant, nearly 500,000 won had accumulated.
-Even a small contribution helps…
-lol crazy firepower
-Wow, is that all?
Then someone made a massive move.
Boom!
[Shy Yeopo donated a whopping 1,000,000 won to the mission bounty!]
[It’s essential when it comes to saving lives.]
The bounty jumped into the millions.
-Wow, Shy Yeopo
-A math-giver can’t skip school again lol lol
-Isn’t that killing people? Why are you saying it backwards? lololol
-When it’s time, you do it! Math-giver!
-Did you hate Baek Jun-su that much! lololol
-That’s literally killing people, you bastard lol
[Baek Jun-su & Sohee Yun Eliminated.]
[1.48 Million Won]
A mission reward of nearly 1.5 million won was on the line.
Almond immediately shifted his stance.
“I’ll show these thugs what hell looks like.”
-Lmao lololol
-750,000 won per head for their lives lol
So a life was worth 750,000 won per person lol
-Whoa! This guy negotiates well!
[Oh? You donated 10,000 won!]
[But you said it wasn’t that kind of stream! lololol]
Someone pointed out Almond’s principles.
“What can I do? That’s just the kind of game this is.”
He wrapped it up with a sharp response.
-His reaction speed is insane lololol
-Money makes you eloquent
-He went on a talk show and came back with improved verbal skills

* * *
Physical Education class.
Except on days when theory lessons were held, students had to stand in numerical order on the athletic field and wait for the Physical Education Teacher.
“Juhyeok Kim. You’re number twelve. Stand here.”
The Class Representative pointed at Almond with irritation.
It was a gesture tinged with annoyance.
“Man, it’s hot enough to die.”
Now that I think about it, it was summer here.
The Class Representative wiped the sweat from his glasses and called over the other children.
“Hey. Line up! Are we running again?!”
At the Class Representative’s shout, the children who had been playing around began lining up one by one.
Puhahahaha!
In the back, Baek Jun-su and his group, who hadn’t lined up yet, were making a racket.
“…Sigh.”
The Class Representative just sighed and couldn’t say anything else.
“Those guys… not lining up again and getting scolded as a group….”
Wheeeeee!
That’s when it happened. The Physical Education Teacher’s whistle pierced the air.
Whoosh!
The children all scrambled into their positions in an instant.
and lol historical accuracy
What’s up with this athletic fashion lol
That corpse water vibes are creepy.
The Physical Education Teacher’s entrance was extraordinary from the start. First of all, his fashion sense was remarkable.
The bright red t-shirt and shorts stood out vividly even from about 150 meters away.
And on top of that, the relentless whistle blowing.
Wheeee!
Whatever he was trying to say, he just kept blowing the whistle.
“Line up!”
“Hey! Get in! Hurry!”
“Ah. The PE teacher seems angry.”
Probably he was saying something because the children weren’t standing in a straight line.
Wheeee!
Wheee!
Even after the line was roughly formed, the whistle didn’t stop.
“Geez… I told you to stand in line properly.”
The Class Representative thought it was because Baek Jun-su’s group couldn’t line up properly.
“Hey. But doesn’t the PE teacher seem strange?”
“What do you mean?”
“Why is he walking like that?”
“What’s he bringing out?”
“Is he making us do something weird again?”
The children murmured among themselves, saying the Physical Education Teacher was strange.
Wheeeee── Pop!
The whistle sound stopped.
At that same moment, the Physical Education Teacher collapsed.
“…?”
A brief silence.
I’d seen people fall many times before, but collapsing like this—losing consciousness—was different.
Slamming face-first into the rough cement ground was a sight you didn’t often witness.
“What, what is it…?”
“Why is he like that?”
The children murmured in confusion.
“Class Representative! You go check!”
Baek Jun-su’s Group shoved the Class Representative forward from behind.
“Ugh… damn….”
“What? Damn? What the—?”
“No, never mind. I’m going.”
The Class Representative approached the Physical Education Teacher, avoiding Baek Jun-su’s gaze.
“Teacher. Are you alright? Should I call the school nurse?”
The Class Representative grimaced at the sudden stench that assaulted his nose.
“Ugh…!”
What is this? The Class Representative adjusted his glasses and looked back, wondering if he was seeing things correctly.
Only then did he realize—the Physical Education Teacher’s red tracksuit wasn’t actually red.
“Blood… it was blood.”

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