Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 51

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 1 Episode 51
18. Unexpected Spectators (1)
Five thousand viewers.
Achieving such results in such a short span could reasonably be attributed to the success of marketing.
The experience I had accumulated at the Company had finally borne fruit.
‘This is the kind of vibe that comes from years of experience.’
I wasn’t part of the marketing department.
But marketing had always been a field of interest to me.
That’s why I had always maintained good relationships with the managers and seniors from that department.
-Noise marketing is a double-edged sword. But for those with nothing to lose, there’s nothing better than it.
It was one of the things he often said.
-Look at hip-hop diss battles. It’s always favorable to the less famous side.
So the dispute between Almond and the management over who was right could only favor Almond’s side.
That aftermath was now manifesting as these results.
[Current Viewers: 5,391]
It wasn’t noise I had deliberately created, but regardless, it was a massive success in noise marketing.
In my analytics, most of the viewers who came in today were first-time viewers, and I could see they had arrived through specific links.
In other words, the broadcast’s tier had risen significantly all at once.
‘Now the question is how to maintain this.’
My mouse pointer directed itself toward Almond, who was earnestly running through the desert in the virtual world.
‘It all depends on you.’
Just because five thousand viewers came in today doesn’t guarantee they’ll stay.
Rather, this is just temporary foam that will soon disappear.
Attention drawn by a brief issue always fades like this.
Whether that foam becomes real assets depends entirely on Almond’s performance.
‘You’re more than capable of it.’
As always.
Almond would accomplish it without any difficulty.

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Was this the effect of my wish?
After winning the 4-versus-1 fight, Almond’s momentum became unstoppable.
Whoosh!
Almond’s arrow flew like a bullet, piercing straight through the enemy’s head.
-Wow, another kill!?
-Again!
-How many kills is that now?
The Stones Rating Users, having lost their only chance to eliminate Almond, could do nothing but watch helplessly.
“Now, I’ll loot the corpses.”
Moreover, Almond had mastered how to play in this rating bracket.
[Farmer of the Ruined World donated ‘10,000 won’.]
[Why are you looting? Just kill everyone and take their stuff!]
[Bigfarm donated ‘1,000 won’.]
[This is Almond abandoning his farming strategy!]
Instead of focusing on looting, he simply charged forward and eliminated everyone.
The skill gap was more than sufficient for that approach.
Whether it was aiming ability or game sense, there was no match for him in this rating bracket.
Swish, swish.
With increasingly practiced movements, I rifled through the corpse and obtained items.
[First Aid Kit ×1]
[Bandage ×2]
The first aid kit was quite a valuable item, but Almond’s expression wasn’t satisfied.
“I need to find a ballistic helmet, but it’s not here.”
I already had two first aid kits.
Currently, I hadn’t obtained a ballistic helmet yet. Once I secured that, I’d have full gear.
But it wasn’t dropping.
-This rating bracket is so bad that everyone’s just running around without proper looting
-Everyone’s missing ballistic helmets lol is that good or bad for us
-Without a ballistic helmet in front of Almond, you’re dead
-12 kills achieved.
Whether by good luck or bad luck, no opponent wearing a ballistic helmet had appeared even once.
Thanks to that, Almond was dispatching enemies with clean headshots and had racked up an impressive 12 kills.
“I really want to find a ballistic helmet…”
I thought obtaining a ballistic helmet was more important anyway. After all, this is a survival game—kill count isn’t everything.
[Ppulranem donated ‘5,000 won’.]
[But why are you looking for a ballistic helmet on people? Don’t you usually just search buildings? lol]
-lol true
-Oh right lol that makes sense.
-I didn’t notice because you said it so naturally but yeah that is weird lol
“Ah. Ppulranem, thank you for the 5,000 won. I’ve decided not to do farming anyway. It wasn’t dropping anything useful. I’ll just hunt down whoever uses Dotorimuk and find them.”
Hahaha, shameless human farming
-Almond-style farming
-Almond-type farming technique
-Nut ‘type’ farming technique
“That guy’s a real killer lol”
At Almond’s overflowing confidence(?), the chat scrolled upward frantically.
This was the mindset of a genius that they desired.
The exhilaration of ignoring basic rules with overwhelming skill.
“Anyway, so from now on I’ll only target those using Dotorimuk. Those not using it, I’ll just let them pass if nothing happens.”
Almond declared his resolve regarding his farming tactics, checked the Blue Zone once more, and began moving to a new position.
[Hasu’s Dilemma donated ‘1,000 won’.]
[So for the remaining 23 kids here—is it safer to use Dotorimuk or not use it?]
Not a prisoner or anything lol
No matter what Hasoo does, it’s always a dilemma lol
The biggest challenge of my life lol
-Shut up 2222
-Avoid Almond’s hunt! You idiots!
“Thank you for the donation, Hasu. Well… huh? Someone’s over there.”
Poof!
A figure shot down as easily as swatting a fly.
[Almond → Seongyak]
[Eliminated!]
[22/100]
Clatter clatter!
The suddenly fallen enemy fired several shots into the air before collapsing completely.
The index finger resting on the trigger involuntarily squeezed from the sudden shock.
“Making a racket on the way out… and without even using Dotorimuk.”
Almond walked on indifferently, blaming the opponent’s noise.
That’s crazy lolololol
-Wait, what was that just now.
-A fly’s life??
What’s with saying I’m loud and annoying lol
That’s way too much lol
[Nut Personality donated ‘5,000 won’.]
[??? : Ah, no, if you’re incompetent and going to die, at least die quietly!]
[Ppulranem donated ‘5,000 won’.]
[Didn’t you… just say 5 seconds ago that you’d let those not using Dotorimuk pass?]
At the successive criticism(?), Almond scratched his head.
“Ah… Did I?”
Haha.
Almond farmed while laughing.
The chat window was flooded with ‘ㅋㅋㅋ’.
‘But there are unusually many donations today.’
Almond rummaged through the opponent’s bag and pulled out several energy drinks while thinking.
Since Almond’s was a gaming broadcast, the frequency of donations wasn’t particularly high.
The same went for Dotorimuk’s broadcast. Compared to the number of viewers, the donation ratio was extremely low. That was a characteristic of gaming broadcasts.
‘?!’
So when Almond glanced at the bottom of the chat window for a moment, his eyes widened in shock.
‘What… what is this!?’
It was such an absurd number that I worried about losing my composure.
[Current Viewers: 5,549]
Over five thousand five hundred viewers.
‘If it’s over five thousand, I can become a full-time streamer properly… and with monthly earnings of around seven to eight hundred thousand…’
The words Juhyeok had spoken echoed in my ears.
The moments of salary I’d received at the Company, overtime work, and entertainment expenses all flashed past.
‘Wow…’
The corners of Almond’s mouth twitched like riding a roller coaster.
Almond trying to maintain composure and Almond dying to laugh.
‘I shouldn’t have looked.’
It was indeed better not to check the viewer count during a broadcast.
Almond thought this and tried to focus back on the game with feigned composure.
Was that a slight opening?
Rumble.
A strange sound echoed, and suddenly a grenade was staring directly at Almond from right beside him.
‘Hello?’
It was as if it were greeting him with such a casual hello.
Almond’s pupils shrank to the size of beans.
‘?!’
I had to make a decision.
In an extremely short moment.
When was it thrown?
When was the pin pulled from this grenade?
Could I dodge it by running?
Should I kick it away?
The distance was ambiguous.
Wouldn’t I die trying to kick it?
Or──
‘That’s it.’
In a flash, Almond made his decision, drew his bow, and rolled backward.

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Balloon Gum Sniper.
This phrase circulates like a meme throughout Tribby.
It refers to people who constantly harass Balloon Gum, a streamer with massive popularity despite lacking skill, by targeting her.
The worst among them deliberately throw matches to lower their ratings, then wait for her.
“Ah. Where is Balloon Gum…? I saw the broadcast—she should be around here.”
This user with the ominous ID ‘Pungsna’ mutters in a voice dripping with annoyance, belonging to the same category.
He was a vicious sniper who would subtly help Balloon Gum, torture her with false hope until the very end, then kill her.
He was skilled enough to pull off such tactics. His original rating was in the upper Diamond tier, after all.
He was slightly more skilled than the team ‘Monday Lovers’ that Almond had encountered before. They were generally mid-tier Diamond users.
‘Is that her?’
He sensed something and concealed himself.
His senses and reaction speed were on an entirely different level from typical users at this rating.
Rat-a-tat-tat!
Sure enough, gunfire erupted shortly after.
‘What?’
But the gunfire was brief.
Was someone already dead?
With sharp eyes, he quickly scanned the surroundings and discovered Almond farming.
‘Not Balloon Gum. Then I need to deal with this one.’
He examined Almond’s equipment.
A compound bow and a bulletproof vest. And no Ppulranem.
‘One grenade and he’s done for.’
Pungsna quietly drew a grenade and carefully pulled the pin with his teeth.
Ting.
A barely audible metallic sound.
Silently rolling grenades to assassinate enemies was one of his specialties.
‘Everyone except Balloon Gum must die.’
He held the grenade as delicately as an egg, carefully maintaining the safety lever in his grip.
In this state, it would detonate after 10 seconds.
‘1… 2… 3…’
He skillfully overcame the anxiety that it might explode in his own hand, releasing it at the 4-second mark.
‘4!’
Rumble-rumble-rumble.
It rolled forward with far less noise than a standard grenade.
‘About 2 seconds left.’
The enemy had only 2 seconds to react.
That is, only if he spotted the grenade in time.
The grenade landed at a distance too awkward to kick away and too late to retreat from.
Clack.
Even if I had discovered it with 2 seconds remaining, what could a user of this rating possibly do about it?
‘It’s over….’
The moment I thought it was finished.
No—faster than that, the Enemy spun around and hurled his body backward.
‘What?’
His reaction speed exceeded my expectations.
Almond had simply been distracted by other thoughts and reacted late, but to Pungsna’s eyes, it appeared to be a response bordering on prediction.
‘Even so, he can’t fully evade it. Even if he does dodge, the damage will be substantial, so I just need to finish him.’
Of course, even with such a reaction, completely avoiding the grenade was impossible.
That was Pungsna’s seasoned expertise.
But then….
“!?”
Ping!
Suddenly, the sound of the grenade bouncing once more echoed out.
And it wasn’t flying back in the opposite direction?
‘Insane—with an arrow…?!’
He had shot an arrow at a subtle angle, striking the grenade upward.
A direct hit on the grenade would cause it to explode, and even a slight miss would have no effect whatsoever.
Yet piercing through countless probabilities, the arrow grazed precisely the lower 45-degree point of the grenade—the single outcome among all possibilities.
And he had fired it while rolling backward.
Whoosh.
The grenade bounced up like a soccer ball and came flying back toward Pungsna.
He had been given only 0.2 seconds.
“Damn it. This is a bug….”
BOOOOOM!
Before he could even finish cursing, Pungsna was sent flying backward and crashed hard into the wall.
Thud!
“Ugh!”
As his vision blurred from the tremendous impact, he heard a voice.
“Oh. This one has Ppulranem.”
“What??”
Thunk!
An arrow drove through his throat like a spike before he could say another word.

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