Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 334

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 2 Episode 54
19. Immune Player (2)
About ten minutes had passed since I started wandering the 2nd Floor.
“Ugh… Sob. Sob.”
The sound of a woman weeping echoed through the hallway.
“What, what is that….”
The Class Representative’s henchmen hesitated and retreated backward.
‘What is it.’
I also paused in my tracks.
This weeping was unmistakably the sound I’d heard when encountering the boss monster.
A woman’s cry coming from behind the curtain.
No matter how easily I’d defeated it, I couldn’t forget such a sudden first appearance.
‘Is there another one?’
Had another boss monster appeared.
I cautiously approached Class 1-8, entertaining even that possibility.
That’s where they’d left their supplies.
“…Ah, Almond. Is it okay to go?”
The Class Representative asked, trembling with anxiety.
“Well… It seems like some weird mutant zombie. It’s fine.”
“…What, what?”
-Class Representative’s expression: This doesn’t seem fine at all??
-Class Representative’s lag-stricken expression lol
-Class Representative’s expressions are so varied lol I love it lol
The Class Representative adjusted his glasses in disbelief and blinked his eyes.
I spoke again as if to reassure him.
“I’ve already killed it once.”
“…??”
But that statement did nothing to restore the Class Representative’s composure. Instead, it flew even further away, and his mind simply couldn’t process it anymore.
-Fact) It’s true.
-The fact that it’s real is hilarious
-Already done for lol
-But seriously what is it why is there crying again?
-Is there another one?
I didn’t know what that weeping was.
But regardless, there was nothing to fear—that was my assessment.
And I proved it myself, walking alone into Class 1-8’s classroom.
“As I approached here, the weeping actually grew quieter.”
The sound wasn’t coming from Class 1-8 after all. As I entered the classroom, the noise diminished.
No, it disappeared entirely.
“Right. It wasn’t here then.”
“It seemed like it was here….”
“Ugh. I don’t know. It’s creepy, so let’s grab it and get out of here.”
Our goal was to bring the bread box back down anyway. There was no reason to confront the mutant zombie that made those sounds and kill it.
“There it is.”
The Class Representative spotted the bread box placed behind the door and approached it.
Almond, who had been walking alongside him, stopped at a distance.
‘?’
I sensed something was wrong, but I couldn’t figure out what.
‘Ah. Something inside….’
By the time I realized it, the Class Representative had already opened the bread box.
“Let me see how many lovely breads are in here──”
The Class Representative’s hair stood straight on end.
“──KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”
He let out a piercing scream and jumped backward.
Hahahahahaha
-“Reaction King”
That’s not it lol
Thud!
The Class Representative tumbled backward completely.
He had fainted with his eyes rolled back.
“W-wait, Class Representative!”
The children rushed to help him up in shock, but each one who approached screamed in surprise as if they’d been electrocuted.
“Ugh!”
“What the—!”
“Insane!”
And from inside the box, a scream erupted.
“KYAAAAAAAAAA!”
Crash.
The box tipped over, and a girl burst out as if launched into the air.
-??
-What is this
lol
-Is it a mutant?
Damn it.
By appearance, she looked like an elementary school student in the lower grades.
At first glance, she seemed like a harmless, fragile girl.
But given the circumstances, we couldn’t approach her recklessly.
“Hueeeeeeeaaaaaang!”
The girl ran to the far corner of the classroom and began sobbing uncontrollably.
She seemed to be saying something through her whimpers, but her pronunciation was slurred and hard to make out.
One of the Class Representative’s henchmen muttered in bewilderment.
“W-what in the world is an elementary school student doing in our school….”
This school was exclusively a high school.
In a school where not even a middle school was attached, there stood a girl who appeared to be in the lower grades of elementary school.
Why?
No, more than that—how was she even alive?
There had been that mutant zombie here.
This was no environment where a child that young could survive. And there wouldn’t have been anything to eat either.
“Wait.”
I blocked the children from approaching with my spear.
There was no guarantee that a mutant capable of disguising itself as human didn’t exist. And if one were to disguise itself as human, the most advantageous form would be a weak girl.
As I blocked them from approaching, one of the students questioned me.
“Why? She’s just a kid.”
“There was a mutant zombie here. No one could have entered this place. Not even Baek Jun-su.”
“…!”
Gulp.
The student swallowed hard and glanced sideways at the crying child.
“W-what do we do? Should we run?”
Another student beside him dragged the Class Representative over while whimpering.
“No. She might not be a mutant zombie.”
“B-but what if she is?! Then we’re all dead!”
“I’ve killed a mutant zombie before. If she shows her true form, I’ll just deal with her right then. Why are you all panicking?”
I spoke casually as if there was nothing to worry about, stepping forward at the front and closing the distance to the child.
Of course, I didn’t get too close.
I maintained a distance where I could respond even if she suddenly attacked.
“Friend… what’s your name?”
The way to confirm whether she was human or not was to start by talking to her.
“Huu… hic….”
lol
-That’s creepy for no reason
-Ugh, I’m trembling
The child’s crying sounded far too similar to that mutant’s.
“Stop crying. Tell me your name.”
I pleaded as if begging her, gripping my spear tightly.
The child held back her sobs as much as she could and answered.
“Yu… Yubin.”
-Oh
-Is she human?
-Still can’t tell
“Seo Yubin… hic… mommy….”
“How old are you?”
“I… I’m ten.”
Ten years old.
A third-grader in elementary school.
“How did you… end up here?”
“I… don’t know… I came with my mom….”
The Class Representative, who had just regained consciousness, answered for her.
“There was a parent observation class. Ugh… I thought my heart was going to stop.”
“Parent observation? We didn’t have that.”
The Class Representative brushed off his pants and stood up to finish explaining.
“Not first grade. Second grade.”
The girl nodded at his words.
“Y-yes! My older sister… is in second grade… I had nowhere to go… so I came with mom….”
Since third-graders finish classes in the morning, her mother probably brought her along to the parent observation. She was too young to leave home alone.
After reasoning this far, the girl seemed like a real person.
“She really does seem like a person?”
“But how is she alive?”
“I don’t know.”
Neither her mother nor her sister were visible. Only this girl had survived.
“What about your mom and sister?”
“….”
The girl paused for a moment, steadying her trembling breath.
“They… they got strange. S-so… I ran here… other sisters tried to protect me… but this… weird thing… came… it was so fast… white and….”
“!”
I immediately recognized what the girl was describing as the ‘weird thing.’ It was the mutant that inhabited the 2nd Floor.
“…but how did you survive.”
In truth, the moment I asked, I already understood the answer myself.
[Disaster Alert Notification]
[Temporary shelters are being operated in air raid shelters in each region. Not all personnel can enter. Only 10 people per Immune Player are being admitted on a limited basis.]
The disaster text that had been sent to my phone.
The message mentioned that there were ‘Immune Players.’
An Immune Player would refer to someone unaffected by the zombie virus.
“I… don’t know… that weird thing didn’t attack me… it just copied my movements….”
It appeared that zombies don’t attack Immune Players.
“So that’s why the crying sounded the same.”
Now I understood where the mutant zombie learned to mimic human cries. It learned from this girl.
“S-so? Is she human?”
The Class Representative’s henchmen trembled from behind as they asked.
“Yeah. She’s an Immune Player.”
“…?”
The sudden mention of an Immune Player caught the children off guard.
“An… an Immune Player? How is that even…?”
“Hmm. I see.”
Only the Class Representative stroked his chin as if he’d grasped something.
“So that’s how he survived. Everything makes sense now. And to think an Immune Player just happened to be at our school. Not even one of our students, either.”
“If… if he’s an Immune Player, we can go to the national shelter, right!?”
“Oh? That’s true!”
“Wow!”
They said that if you brought an Immune Player to a state-run shelter, they would accept you.
Once there, you wouldn’t have to worry about food or survival, and you’d be free from the zombie virus.
They said one Immune Player could produce enough vaccine for ten people.
That’s right. Ten people.
‘But only ten per person.’
Just ten. Only ten.
There were fifteen of them right now.
“Damn. We got insanely lucky.”
“Hey kid. Come over here. We’ve got plenty of bread.”
What calculations were running through the heads of these excitedly chattering children?
-So he’s an Immune Player
-Oh Almond~~~ Hodu’s spin is insane
-That’s why the boss was on the 2nd floor lol
-Aren’t we basically done now??
-But how do we get out of the school…

* * *
I brought Almond’s group along with a bread box and, oddly enough, a small child as well.
At the sight, Hyeon-a and Suhyeon were taken aback.
Those who had descended from the 2nd Floor would never return with a child in tow—this much they knew better than anyone, having witnessed the boss monster firsthand.
“W-what, a g-ghost?”
“Kyaaaaaah!”
Hyeon-a screamed openly and bolted backward.
“I-I think I’m seeing things….”
“Oh. This is Yubin. Not a hallucination.”
I offered a simple explanation and revealed her identity.
“And she’s an Immune Player.”
“!”
At those words, every child gathered at the store fell silent in shock.
“An Immune Player?”
“Really?”
“No way.”
“Something like that actually exists.”
“How do you know?”
I explained the full circumstances.
The reasons why Yubin couldn’t be anything other than an Immune Player.
“But it’s only circumstantial evidence….”
“Hmm.”
Some children still harbored doubts.
“It can only be circumstantial evidence. No Immune Player walks around with a sign saying ‘I’m an Immune Player.'”
The Class Representative stepped in to support my position.
“Isn’t what matters most that there’s a high probability she’s an Immune Player?”
Hyeon-a sided with us as well.
The children had no choice but to nod in agreement.
“Even if she’s not an Immune Player, she’s still a child. We should look after her. We have plenty of food anyway.”
“Yeah….”
“Let’s all get moving.”
Night was already approaching. We needed to prepare shelter before it grew any later.

* * *
They decided to establish the gymnasium as their base.
Its spacious layout could easily accommodate their group without any strain.
The warehouse held numerous large athletic mats they could repurpose as beds.
Most importantly, it had restrooms and shower facilities.
No other location in the school offered shower facilities besides the gymnasium.
Once they relocated the supplies from the school store and medical supplies from the infirmary, it would become the most perfect sanctuary within the school grounds.

* * *
After erecting barricades across the gymnasium’s entire entrance and laying mats across the floor,
all the children except for the two on night watch had finished preparing for sleep.
I picked an arbitrary mat and lay down on it.
“Sigh.”
Thud.
Suhyeon lay down beside me and exhaled heavily.
I was about to press the ‘sleep’ button when I paused and asked him.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s just… doesn’t it feel like we’re finally living decently now? We can shower, there are plenty of people, and we have good weapons.”
“True.”
I found it strange that this warranted a sigh.
“But I’m worried we’ll have to leave eventually.”
“Leave?”
“Yeah. Since there’s an Immune Player. We’ll eventually have to go out searching for our shelter.”
“…Right.”
“Do you think it’ll go well?”
I pressed the sleep button as I answered.
“It has to go well.”
[Sleep]
And so, from my perspective, the next day arrived in an instant.

* * *
Meanwhile, inside WePlugg, the company responsible for developing Zombie School.
They were in the middle of a meeting at a late hour.
Since the launched Zombie School was still in early access, this was the time they worked around the clock preparing for the official release.
During the meeting, CEO Iseok Kim tapped his pen and asked.
“But the areas outside the school aren’t well-implemented in this early access version, are they?”
“That’s right. We could only develop about 2 to 3 kilometers in radius.”
“How did you prevent players from going further? Did you handle it in some tacky way like ‘You can’t go beyond this point in early access, sorry’ by the developer?”
“No. You always said that the more game intervention there is, the more it breaks immersion.”
“Right. So?”
“We deployed mutant zombies that can’t be handled at the current stage, so players naturally can’t progress any further.”
“Ah.”
“At the same time, it builds anticipation and fear about the mutant zombies that will appear in the official release later.”
“Good. You handled it well. I guess I don’t need to oversee these things anymore. Now let’s move on to early access user feedback. First, regarding the barrier to entry due to early violence….”

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