Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 533

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 3
1. Seizing the Main Building (3)
By this point, most players had surely caught on.
“Each team is divided into three positions: strategist, combat operative, and leader.”
This Zombie School multi-mode had distinct roles for each player.
“Yes. For this challenge, the AI analyzed each player’s characteristics to assign positions, but when it officially launches, players will probably be able to choose themselves or it could be randomized, right?”
“That’s correct.”
Using this explanation as a basis, the role distribution across the three teams looked like this:
Almond – Combat
Takoyaki – Strategy
Balloon Gum – Leader
The characteristics of the other players were still only partially revealed.
But Almond’s abilities were almost completely understood.
That’s because early in the game, the combat specialist has plenty of work to do.
“In the early game, combat ability is certainly quite important!”
“Right. Everyone lacks proper weapons and emotions are running high.”
Almond suffered no penalty from negative emotions experienced during combat, and his physical stats surpassed those of the other players.
So he thought to himself.
‘This is my job to do.’
Only Almond himself could resolve this conflict.
“Three!”
Creak—
The moment Almond counted to three, the bathroom door swung open.
Bang!
Just as the door reached its full swing.
He suddenly felt the crowd pressing into his field of vision.
‘There were this many.’
He’d expected it, but seeing an entire class all at once created a sense of pressure.
However, it wasn’t enough to affect his combat ability.
“Oh. Finally decided to show yourself?”
The student at the front spoke with a sneer.
It was hard to judge by appearance, but from his voice, he was the thug who’d peered through the door crack and threatened them earlier.
His ID was ‘Kkakddugi,’ one of the Challenge Hunters’ team members.
“And the kids behind you should come out—”
—Slam!
As pre-arranged with Almond, the door shut again.
“…?”
Kkakddugi and the Class 1 players all looked somewhat bewildered.
“What? Were we abandoned?”
“Ahahaha! How are you managing the kids!?”
From their perspective, it looked like Class 3 had abandoned me.
After all, I’d walked out alone into a place where so many people were facing off against each other.
On top of that, the children inside had shut the door.
Only those with vivid imaginations would think I hadn’t been abandoned.
“That’s not what happened… Our kids are good.”
-The kids are good… lol
-They’re good…
-Yep~ planning to chomp the kids soon~
Class 1 didn’t believe that.
“If you weren’t abandoned, what was it then? The kids pushed you out and locked the door!”
“I told them to lock it.”
Puhahahaha.
Raucous laughter echoed out.
“Yeah. I’m sure you’d like to think that.”
“But it’s true…”
I bought time with words while quietly pulling out a tissue to block the door’s peephole.
“Yeah, sure it is. So, want to switch over to our class?”
“What?”
“Join our side.”
“…”
Kkakddugi grins wickedly.
‘Just as I thought. He’s a Player.’
He transforms his suspicion into certainty.
That thug is a Player. Eliminating him here would definitely give us the advantage.
What he needs to decide isn’t whether to eliminate him, but how to do it in a way the children would accept.
‘He must have at least one wound.’
The method was simple.
This chaos had happened, and rolling around frantically would inevitably leave minor scratches.
He could just blame those on zombie scratches.
This should go way too smoothly.
“?”
With that thought, Kkakddugi scanned my entire body intently.
His eyes turn into question marks.
‘What?’
Why didn’t I have a single wound?
Could it be that I’d made it all the way to the main building without getting scratched even once?
‘But there’s quite a bit of blood on me.’
There was blood on me. That meant I’d fought zombies. Yet there wasn’t a single tear in my clothes.
‘Maybe I should just point to where the blood is.’
Whether that would work depended on how well-made these NPCs were.
It’s difficult for ordinary students to distinguish between blood staining clothes and actual wounds.
If I had made it realistic, the students would have been convinced even if I claimed to have injuries.
However, if the NPCs were configured to check the opponent’s status using an AI-like method—binary logic of 0s and 1s?
They would know that my health hasn’t decreased by even 1 point.
‘I’ll reserve judgment.’
I still don’t know how the NPCs interpret the situation.
So instead, I decided to probe Almond further.
“What do you want? According to you, you came out intentionally and closed the door intentionally… so what’s your intention?”
“I came out because you guys had weapons.”
“?”
Normally, wouldn’t you not come out if you had weapons?
Aren’t you saying the opposite? lol
The other person is confused lol
“Nut-style way of speaking lol”
“I closed it because I wanted those weapons.”
“?”
Kkakddugi’s eyes suddenly widened.
Because of something that flew at him without any warning.
──Whoooosh!
‘When?’
The sharp cut edge of a burlap sack grazed his neck.
[Critical Hit!]
[Health 70%]
Insane.
Health plummeted instantly from a vital strike.
But that’s not the only problem.
[Anxiety]
[Critical Wound]
[Severe Bleeding]
[Bacterial Exposure]
Multiple status ailments followed.
This is a game where you can die from even a single shard of glass piercing your hand.
“Oh. You dodged it.”
Almond muttered nonchalantly amid the absurdity and bewilderment.
I check my own status ailments as well.
‘As expected, there are none.’
Just as I predicted—a character that feels no particular resistance to attacking people.
This character was clearly designed for combat.
“You bastard!”
Whoosh!
Kkakddugi swung the ohamm with tremendous force.
Whoosh.
I instantly lowered my stance, letting it pass over my head.
Then I thrust upward with the mop handle.
Crack!
“Ugh!”
Kkakddugi twisted his head to dodge, but—
The tip of his nose flew clean off.
That wasn’t the end. My target wasn’t just his face.
I slipped past his front and spun around, delivering a powerful low kick.
Thud!
Kkakddugi, already staggering from the weight of the ohamm, tumbled headfirst to the ground.
Almost simultaneously, my mop handle came crashing down on his head.
Crack!
Since I struck with the blunt end rather than the sharpened edge, his skull didn’t cave in catastrophically.
“!?”
Cough!
Kkakddugi collapsed, spitting foam.
The moment he lost consciousness, blood streamed from both nostrils.
[Stunned]
-Kyaa~! That hit the spot!
-Seeing Kkakddugi’s broth flow—yep, that’s definitely Kkakddugi!
-So damn satisfying lol
-Ahh, refreshing! Now that’s Almond!
Class 1 froze as they watched Kkakddugi dispatched so swiftly.
“…I-insane.”
“What just happened?”
“Huh? Kkakddugi?”
That intimidating figure had gone down so easily—it was disorienting.
-Kkakddugi can’t live up to his name lol
-If he gets up from this, I’ll acknowledge him as Ottugi
-Is this the kimchi of Joseon?
The students unconsciously took steps backward.
That’s when it happened.
“You crazy bastard, throwing the first punch!? Perfect! Kill him!!”
Someone directing from the back shouted out.
Now they had their justification.
The children’s eyes gleamed differently at his voice.
“Coward!”
“You’re trying to kill us!?”
“Class 3 bastards can’t even play soccer right!”
-Soccer what lolololol
-Ah, can’t stand people who suck at soccer~ lololol
-???: We do maintain higher ball possession though?
The children rushed at me, each hurling personal insults.
“Grraaahhh!”
The student leading the charge swung a steel pipe.
‘Left.’
Whoosh!
Of course, it missed.
And my counterattack naturally found its mark.
Splurch!
A deep wound opened, and blood sprayed everywhere.
‘Even a scratch here is practically fatal.’
No, actually scratching them is far more effective than killing them for morale damage.
Because we’d have to bring fresh bandages for that guy and keep treating him, wasting even more manpower.
“Y-you bastard!”
“Stab him!”
A coordinated attack coming from both sides almost simultaneously.
‘Left and right at once.’
Thunk!
The burlap sacks in both my hands blocked them.
I’d stopped both attacks at the same time.
“…!”
-Scary scary scary
-Yeah, this is it
-The age of humanity has ended! The era of Nut Fans begins!
-Lololol
-His pose really screams “the end of the human age has arrived” lololol
Whoosh.
I released the force I’d been holding in counterbalance and slipped away, then charged straight toward the children and began swinging the burlap sacks.
Splurch!
Splurch!
“Grraahhh!”
“Wh-what what what!?”
One person tearing through forty.
[W-wait, what’s happening on Team 3’s screen right now!?]
The commentators who’d been looking elsewhere moments ago widened their eyes in shock.
[Right now against Team 1? The strongest championship favorites—he’s fighting them alone!!!]
[What is this, some third-rate academy action film!? There’s no coherence to this battle!]
-Park Tae-jun style action lol
-Factory-line action, movie-style action… but it’s real though.
-He’s crushing them lol
-So basically the zombies need to team up and beat Almond to win, right?
-lmao
The moment I stepped into the throng of swarming students, three or four of them were already sprawled on the ground.
Thud!
I wasn’t just using the burlap sack as a weapon—I’d weaponized every striking point: elbows, knees, fists, everything, pummeling the children with ruthless efficiency.
Crack!
Smack!
“Ugh!”
“Grab him! Damn it, grab his arms and legs!”
They weren’t without resistance.
At first, they’d come at me with fire in their eyes, even grabbing brooms to strike.
Clang…!
But whatever they swung got blocked by my burlap sack, and whenever they tried to grab me, I’d slip away like a loach.
Their will to fight simply evaporated.
Crack—
“Aaaahhh!”
And slowly, the children began to understand.
Whoever attacked first had their jaw shattered.
If they acted recklessly, they could be next.
“Ugh…!”
“N-not me, I’m not fighting… gack!”
My fist or elbow drove precisely between the joints of their jawbones.
“You brats! What if they run away!?”
The brave ones fall first.
When everyone realizes this, no one can muster the courage.
“W-what? Run!? Didn’t you just see?”
“Why don’t you go fight him then!”
-You go to Hawaii
-Class 1 lol they’re getting what they deserve
-lol the kids’ expressions lol
These children are not soldiers.
If the only reward for courage is death, they can only hesitate.
[Repeatedly ordering children to do something they think is impossible isn’t good! Their morale drops!]
[Just because it’s one person doesn’t mean the kids aren’t scared!?]
That’s right.
War isn’t won by headcount.
A multi-person battle between individuals is never decided by numbers alone.
Trained organizational discipline and the courage to maintain composure.
These two elements form the foundation of large-scale combat.
Things like wielding a blade more cleanly are merely supplementary.
Of course, Almond was someone who had mastered even those supplementary aspects, and his understanding of large-scale warfare was exceptional.
That’s why I could quickly calculate that charging into a group of 40 was actually advantageous.
[No, Almond! I’ve heard the rumors, but is this guy seriously insane!? He’s about to charge into that mob and push them back!!!]
[Class 1, you’re not seriously retreating against just one Almond!?]
The commentators were utterly excited.
Right now, a single player was about to push back 40 heads.
One pushing back forty.
It seemed like something miraculous, but when you looked deeper into it, it actually made perfect sense.
[We haven’t retreated yet! We haven’t!]
[Yes, no matter what, 40 people running away doesn’t make sense! For Class 1, if they just hold their ground and keep pushing, they can eliminate all 10 inside!]
Class 1 seemed determined not to retreat, at least for the sake of pride.
They seemed resolved to hold on longer. Even if a few of them lost consciousness, there was no choice.
They gritted their teeth and endured.
Just as they were steeling their resolve…
“Krrrraaaaaaagh!”
A wedge-driving event occurred.
“Krrr…!”
A sound echoed from the far end of the corridor.
It resonated through human vocal cords, yet it was not a human sound.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaa!”
[Z-Zombies! The zombies have arrived!]
[And they’re all running! There are quite a lot of them!?]
Almond in front, zombies behind.
Class 1 had suddenly become the filling in a sandwich.
They ultimately made a humiliating decision.
“Damn it…! Scatter! Head to the second floor!”
40 soldiers retreating from a single Almond.
This was their decision.
[Ahhh!? Is this real!? Retreat!! They’re actually retreating!?]
[Now if Almond has a son, he can brag about this forever! Dad, back in school days! I fought 40 against 1 and won!]
ㅋㅋㅋㅋ (lol/haha)
-School days though~
Hahaha school days (binary) haha
-Memories of 0s and 1s…

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[Beginner’s Tip: Zombies have been found to respond more to sound than to sight.]

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