Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 531

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 1
1. Seizing the Main Building (1)
“As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are intertwined! Team 3 looked so disadvantaged, yet not a single one of them died!?”
Class 3’s children succeeded in entering the main building without bloodshed.
Considering how many students had died in droves due to Balloon Gum’s mistake at first, it was a remarkable achievement.
“Haa… haa….”
The problem was morale collapse.
First, the children were severely exhausted.
“M-my heart feels like it’s going to burst.”
They had sprinted at full speed from the athletic field to the main building.
One might think, what’s the big deal about running a bit?
But running while zombies chase you from behind is vastly different from jogging while listening to morning birdsong.
Unnecessary tension floods the muscles, making injuries easy to sustain.
And even when injured, people often fail to notice, causing the damage to worsen.
“U-uuuuugh!”
As we can see now, the students were only just beginning to feel the aftereffects.
“Ugh… my stomach’s turning inside out.”
Beyond the stomach cramping from excessive running, nausea was setting in.
“Huurgh… sob.”
“Are we really all going to die?”
This wasn’t solely due to the desperate full-speed sprint.
The memory of that moment when they had to push their friends away with their own hands.
That guilt gnawed at their insides.
[Class morale is decreasing.]
This message appeared in the Players’ vision.
-Yikes
-Morale drops even though we survived
-Shouldn’t we do something??
-If we just sit here morale keeps falling lol
In extreme situations, we must be wary of time expanding like this.
We had to focus solely on survival and eliminate distracting thoughts.
“Alright, everyone. The main building’s front door isn’t the end.”
Taco stood up first and spoke.
What he said wasn’t wrong.
“We need to block the other entrances sequentially. Right now the zombies aren’t thinking of coming back, but soon they might catch the scent and return.”
Currently, zombies were only approaching from one direction—the athletic field.
So lowering the main building’s front shutter was sufficient to hold them back.
Soon the zombies would begin catching other blood scents.
Taco’s idea was to seal all the other entrances in preparation for this.
There was nothing strange about what he said itself.
“….”
“Hmm….”
The children showed no response, as if uncertain.
‘Huh?’
Taco rubbed his head, which should have been slick otherwise.
It was his habit that often emerged when he felt flustered.
‘What is this? These kids.’
The children didn’t trust Taco’s words.
‘When did I lose their trust like this?’
Was this also due to the characteristics of role assignments?
Did Taco’s character have a low leadership stat?
Or perhaps….
‘Could it be because I suggested abandoning Balloon Gum?’
All the children were looking at Balloon Gum.
“Balloon Gum. What do you think?”
“Balloon. Does blocking all the entrances look like a good idea?”
They were like salarymen waiting for approval to fall from the Department Manager’s lips.
-What’s with Balloon Gum’s social influence lol
-We’re living in the age of Balloon Gum.
-Buggy player lol
-Buggy game
“Ah….”
Balloon Gum glanced at Taco for a moment. Taco’s judgment had usually been correct, after all.
Just repeating his words would cover half of it.
“We need to seal off all the other entrances to the main building first. Obviously.”
Snap.
He stood up from his seat as if he had become a commander and began issuing orders.
“If even a single zombie infiltrates, it’ll become quite troublesome, so we block everything as quickly as possible.”
The children nodded vigorously.
“That’s our Balloon Gum!”
“Right. The loyal Balloon Gum!”
Taco looked at them with an expression of disbelief. His words were so effective.
It seemed like it would be better to give important orders through Balloon Gum from now on.
“Wait. Before we rush off to close the main building doors. But is it just our class here?”
Class Representative Gyeong-hun An spoke up while pushing his glasses up.
“Huh?”
“Why does that matter?”
“Probably not. Everyone else went out to the field….”
The children tilted their heads in confusion.
Taco was no exception.
He had different reasons than the other children.
‘This guy doesn’t get swayed by Balloon Gum’s words?’
I found the Class Representative’s reaction peculiar.
Unlike the others who would die at Balloon Gum’s every word, he seemed to view matters with considerably more clarity.
The way he pushed that student from the other class and lowered the shutter earlier proved it.
He’s a somewhat special character.
‘It would be important to understand each character’s personality traits.’
Even during early access, the NPCs seemed to have their own temperaments.
Perhaps in the official version, those temperaments would reveal themselves more distinctly.
Someone like the Class Representative with a twisted disposition might not be swayed by Balloon Gum’s words and could require more persuasion.
“Why does it matter that there are students from the other class?”
Taco asked, probing the Class Representative.
The Class Representative looked back at him as if asking why he was bringing up such an uncomfortable topic.
“…Because it’s dangerous.”
“Dangerous?”
“Look over there.”
The Class Representative pointed beyond the shutter.
“Grrrrr….”
“Kyaaaaa!”
Clang! Clang!
The zombies were still eagerly pounding on the metal bars.
One of them used to be the Class Representative’s friend. He’d mentioned their mothers knew each other.
“Our class abandoned all the other students. Do you think they’d accept us?”
“….”
“They might try to kill us if they get the chance.”
For now, this could be the Class Representative’s paranoia.
But the possibility wasn’t entirely unfounded.
However, this didn’t mean we shouldn’t block the main building entrance.
“So you’re saying we shouldn’t go block the main building?”
“No. We should block it. But let’s split into groups of at least ten.”
Ten people? Not five?
Well, the other class students could be moving around in groups of thirty.
-The Class Rep is smart lol
-Wow, things are already like this with the other class?
-Would they really fight with the other class? There are zombies anyway
-Pretty cold-blooded
-By the way, is Almond sleeping right now?
Taco nodded.
Balloon Gum looked at Taco, then nodded in agreement and spoke.
“I agree. Gyeong-hun.”
-Listened with one ear the whole time and then agreed lol
Hahaha lol hahaha
-Just putting a spoon on it lol
-Master of taking the bus
“Then let’s divide into groups of ten.”
“Sir. So the three of us should scatter first….”
“Yeah. Okay.”
Since Players couldn’t be concentrated in one area, they decided that each of them would become the leader of a ten-person unit and move accordingly.
Currently the central entrance was to the west, and the main building had doors in four directions.
Balloon Gum headed east, the closest direction; Almond headed south; Taco headed north.
Each with ten students.

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[Hunger]
[Thirst]
[Fatigue]
Staring blankly at the status abnormality window I’d grown accustomed to seeing while playing this game.
Almond led the students southward.
-Oh. Almond was here?
-The type who sleeps during meetings lol
-Nut Shake lol in my opinion he woke up from sleeping
-Say something please haha
When doing work that required thinking, I tended to stay perfectly still, so people often mistook me for sleeping.
But I wasn’t asleep.
“Yawwwn.”
Really.
Hahaha yawning hahaha
Yawning Mond cute ㅠㅠ
-Zombies aren’t coming out right? I hate sudden surprises
[Cancer is always by my side has donated 4,000 won.]
[Choose who did wrong among the following. 1. Yawning Almond 2. Balloon Gum doing his best]
-22222
-2222
Hahaha shut up 2
-Damn that’s harsh lol
I’m dying laughing ㅋㅋㅋ
“Yawn… Thank you, Cancer.”
Whether I was sleepy because this character was sleepy, or because Almond himself was sleepy.
‘I couldn’t tell.’
I couldn’t distinguish between the two.
The other children didn’t seem particularly drowsy, chatting amongst themselves as they walked.
“Ugh… I’m starving.”
“Should we raid the school store first?”
“It’s almost night already. What do I do about my mother…”
Zombie School was configured with time flowing extremely rapidly—just a little while passing meant an entire day had gone by.
Between running from the athletic field to the main building and barricading the zombies from entering, it was already 8 PM.
“Once we seal this place and lock everything down, the main building becomes ours, so we can raid the store…”
“Shh.”
I quieted the children for a moment.
‘What is it.’
I silently pointed to the scene unfolding before us.
“!”
“…What the hell.”
It wasn’t a sight I was seeing for the first time.
It was a familiar landscape I’d been watching continuously until just moments ago.
Clang…! Clang…!
Zombies snarling as they relentlessly battered the lowered metal shutter gates.
Corridors drenched in blood.
Countless footprints scattered in multiple directions.
“Someone… someone was here…”
This place had already become similar to the main entrance.
In other words, some other group had already sealed the doors here and moved somewhere else.
“…So it’s not just our class.”
I muttered this and pressed my ear to the ground.
Tap… tap-tap…
I heard footsteps.
‘Are they zombies.’
If zombies had infiltrated the main building, that would be a disaster in itself.
Listening carefully, it didn’t seem to be.
‘They’re walking properly.’
For a zombie, there was far too little dragging sound. Most zombies couldn’t walk well and came shuffling along with their feet dragging.
This wasn’t like that.
These were definitely living people.
“There’s another class here.”
I reached this conclusion and sent a message on my phone.
[Almond: Hyung, I think there are other class students here. Be careful.]
[Almond: We haven’t encountered them yet. But something feels off.]
Takoyaki: What? Really? Wow, okay okay. Once the door closes, let’s gather in the center again. What about you, bro?
Balloon Gum wasn’t responding.
Since I couldn’t always monitor messages, there could be periods without contact.
‘Hmm.’
I consider countermeasures against the existence of the other class.
The children offer their opinions.
“Do we really have to hide just because they’re from another class?”
“Yeah. It’d be better if we helped each other.”
It was a fair point.
But somehow, I find it difficult to agree.
It’s intuition.
‘Would the other class think the same way?’
The Class Representative’s words were the crux of it.
Our class has already severed ties with another class and survived by treading over their corpses.
There’s no guarantee the other class won’t do the same.
Even during early access, the real enemy was always human.
Besides, isn’t this a competitive multi-mode?
‘It’s best to observe for now.’
I decide to enter the bathroom right next to us.
“Everyone into the bathroom for now.”
“The… bathroom?”
“Yeah. I hear footsteps getting closer. They’re coming back.”
I whisper this and push all the children into the men’s bathroom.
“But… I’m a girl…”
“I know.”
-I know lmao
Anyone can see you’re a woman lol
-???: I’m a person for real…
“No, I mean… just understand the situation…”
“D-Don’t push!”
The female students’ faces flush, but none of them seem genuinely unwilling to enter the men’s bathroom.
After all, who knows what might happen if they went to the women’s bathroom alone.
Creak.
Click.
I quietly close the bathroom door.
Then I press my ear against it again.
“Are they not here?”
It wasn’t the voices of Class 3’s children.
The sound comes from outside.
Wow, it’s actually real??
-Wow when did they arrive
-Damn
I thought Class 3 was the first to arrive at the main building.
There was another class.
Tap. Thud….
The footsteps drew steadily closer.
I could even hear them conversing with one another.
“Ugh. You don’t think there are other kids here too?”
“Seems like it.”
“Ah. Could this be a team competition?”
“…It might be.”
“We need to keep our challenge winning streak going….”
What is this? A team competition? A challenge?
That’s not something NPCs would say.
Could it be….
‘Are there other players here too?’
The challenge format the commentators deliberately didn’t explain.
Other challenge teams existed on the same server.
In other words, this wasn’t a multiplayer mode for just three people.
It was a multiplayer battle royale with fifteen participants.
How could this be.
The entire game structure would have to change.
I was rummaging through my pocket to quickly relay this information when.
Tap. Thud.
The footsteps suddenly accelerated.
‘Huh?’
My eyes widened as I peered through the narrow gap in the door.
“Hey.”
Boom.
A massive pupil filled my entire field of vision.
“Why are you spying from over there?”

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[Beginner’s Tip: Fortifying your spirit may be more important than finding an actual weapon.]

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