Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 534

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 4
2. A Plan in Motion (1)
‘A zombie?’
A zombie had appeared.
With the stench of blood and the commotion we’d caused, it was hardly surprising that a zombie would come looking.
“Ugh, ahhhhh! Run!”
“Scatter! The squid’s scattering!”
Thanks to that, all the thugs from Class 1 retreated as well.
This was certainly a blessing in disguise.
[Exhausted]
Since Almond’s character was currently in an exhausted state, pushing the fight any further could have led to complete collapse.
The zombie’s appearance was, in that sense, good fortune.
“Roooaaarrr!”
The problem was that I had no escape route.
Class 1 ahead of me, a closed bathroom door behind me.
Why not just slip in with Class 1 and escape together?
‘What about the kids in the back?’
That wouldn’t work.
This game wasn’t about saving yourself alone.
There were ten children from Class 3 inside the bathroom.
If I fled now, these children would be left with only NPCs, abandoned without a player.
They might as well be dead.
We’d already lost so many students.
I couldn’t afford to lose more here.
“Roooaaarrr!”
“Grraahhh…!”
But if I retreated back into the bathroom now, the fierce 40-against-1 battle we’d just fought would become meaningless.
‘Well, not completely meaningless.’
I looked at the item Kkakddugi had dropped.
‘At least I got something.’
I picked up the item and pounded on the door, shouting.
“Hey! Open the door!”
The children responded to my voice.
“Huh? Oh, Almond?”
“Yeah, it’s me! Open up!”
Click.
The door opened.
“Eeeek…!”
The children’s eyes went wide as they gasped in terror.
“Close it!!”
Almond quickly dashed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.
The zombies that had been rushing forward crashed into the door with their accumulated momentum.
Thud! Thud!
“…What, what are those zombies? Why are there so many of them?”
“Where’s Class 1? What happened? Did you fight them all alone?”
The children bombarded me with questions. It was difficult to understand what had happened outside the door.
Especially since Almond had even blocked the peephole with tissue paper, making it impossible to peek through the gap.
“Ah. They ran away when the zombies showed up.”
So even if I gave a vague explanation, they couldn’t really refute it.
“…Really?”
But the children weren’t fools either. Just from the sounds alone, they could tell it wasn’t simply a matter of running away because of the zombies.
“You really did run away because of the zombies… right?”
A student named Gitae Song asks.
He seemed a bit sharp-witted.
“Why? Don’t you believe me?”
“Ah, no… well… I mean… I just have a feeling….”
“Want to go out and check for yourself?”
“Ah, no! I believe you! I do!!”
Was there really a need to dig into the facts based on mere suspicion?
Gitae Song unconsciously shook his head and decided against it.
Sometimes it’s better not to know.
-???: Hey. Gitae Song. Did you hear Satan?!
-Gitae Song lol
-We don’t need Balloon Gum? lol
-Leadership (physical)
-Go check lol What exactly? lol

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The commentators couldn’t help but marvel.
“Forty against one, and the forty scattered like the Thirty-Six Stratagems of Escape!?”
“Is this really happening!?”
-The Thirty-Six Stratagems lol
-Lmaooo
-What is this even
-Surprisingly moving, true story
“I mean, this isn’t even an action game, yet we’re seeing cinematic action like this!?”
“And he even looks like a born actor!”
“Yes, that certainly plays a role! If Takoyaki had fought like that, it would’ve looked like a gang turf war, wouldn’t it?”
-Lololol
-Real talk, bald gangster lol
-That’s too much lol
“Class 1 is fleeing to the second floor right now? The rooftop is close, but this might be the right call for now!?”
The camera now shifts away from Almond’s Class 3 team and moves to the fleeing Class 1.
Class 1 had rushed to the second floor and was pushing back the zombies while closing the fire door.
Many of the students were limping or bleeding.
“Ah. Even if they survive this moment, the damage Almond inflicted on Class 1 is catastrophic. There are no deaths, but….”
Almond hadn’t caused any fatalities.
Killing people this early would likely cause morale collapse and mental breakdown, preventing the game from progressing normally.
So Almond had given Class 1 a different kind of gift instead.
Injuries.
“Injuries are actually more terrifying, aren’t they? In real warfare?”
“Especially in this Zombie School, there’s barely any way to treat injuries. Even a scratch from a window pane can lead to a slow death!”
Given Zombie School’s survival-focused mechanics, even the smallest wound could lead to death.
In fact, in natural environments, a minor wound left untreated can result in death from bacterial infection like tetanus.
The problem is whether that person dies alone gracefully.
“It would be better if they died quickly. But while that person is dying, everyone around them suffers tremendously. They have to find bandages, support their movements, everything.”
“Right now, Class 1 has as many as thirteen people causing such inconvenience.
Out of forty total members, thirteen are injured.
One-third of them have sustained injuries of varying severity.
“In Zombie School, you need to change bandages every two minutes in real time… can thirteen people even be managed?”
-Two minutes lol
-Thirteen people needing fresh bandages every two minutes lol
-They’re doomed
“If they tear up curtains or cloth, they can get quite a bit of material… but Class 1 will probably end up targeting the infirmary on the first floor again, right?”
Class 1 visible on the broadcast was running toward the corridor where the infirmary was located.
“Yes. They have no choice but to aim for there since there are beds and presumably plenty of bandages. Plus, they can disinfect there too.”
“Right. Then let’s check the remaining members of each class at this point.”
[Class 1: 40 people]
[Class 2: 36 people]
[Class 3: 23 people]
[Class 4: 37 people]
[Class 5: 41 people]
As the survivor count was revealed, the audience stirred with confusion.
-???
-What?
-What happened to Class 3?
-Huh?
-Their numbers dropped like crazy
-Something must’ve gone down
“Ah… well, Class 3 lost nine people.”
“What? Wait a moment! Class 3 is already in a difficult position…”
There must have been some incident that the broadcast cameras failed to capture.
“And why did Class 5’s numbers increase?!”
-??
-Huh?
-Can numbers even go up?
-Seriously?
-What’s going on?
“Class 5 went around toward the rear entrance of the main building, didn’t they?”
“Yes. And Balloon Gum from Class 3 also went to seal off the rear entrance.”
“So the two groups encountered each other.”
-This is insane
-What in the world
-Balloon Gum nooo

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Thump. Thump.
The sound of zombies pounding against the closed door.
One might think I’d grow accustomed to it.
But this irregular, menacing rhythm proved devastatingly effective against the weaker-minded children.
“Ugh… ugh…”
“Hnngh… sob…”
During World War II, there was a psychological warfare tactic where towns were subjected to continuous bombing sounds without warning.
The goal was to constantly remind people that death could come at any moment, anywhere.
Thump. Thump.
That bombing sound had now become the monotonous knocking of zombies.
Humans who constantly fear death in every moment inevitably break mentally.
“Are we trapped here?”
One of the 3rd Class students asks.
“We can’t get out? From here?”
Almond shook his head.
“We’re just hiding for now. We’re not trapped.”
“…Hnngh.”
The student whimpers as if to say that makes no sense.
Then, a sharp-minded female student stands up and speaks.
“Right. At least we’ve secured a bathroom. That’s fortunate.”
Her name is Seojia.
“We can handle our waste, and there’s drinking water, right?”
Seojia was right.
In Zombie School, the bathroom is actually a decent space. Despite seeming unsanitary, waste can be properly disposed of, and there’s even drinking water.
“Humans can’t survive more than three days without water. We’ve just guaranteed ourselves at least three days of survival.”
Could children who were worried about their college entrance exams a year from now actually be grateful to survive three days?
Someone counters Seojia’s words.
“Water and waste disposal are fine. But where do we sleep? We can’t possibly sleep on this damp bathroom floor.”
“Why not? Is this the time to be picky about comfort?”
“This isn’t a matter of willpower!”
The children begin to argue.
Continued stress has made them irritable.
‘They’re not wrong, I suppose.’
Almond thought it would be impossible to sleep in the bathroom. The humidity was high, and the tile floor was cold and hard.
Whether they could sleep here or not wasn’t a matter of willpower, as the objecting student said.
Sleeping in the bathroom could lead to hypothermia, and without proper sleep, they’d have to fight while constantly exhausted.
Even if they couldn’t hope for a soft bed, they needed at least to sleep elevated off the ground.
If they could just reach a classroom, they could connect desks and sleep on top of them.
“We can go without sleep for a day, right? Let’s hold out here and wait for rescue. The others called for help earlier anyway.”
Seojia persuaded the children.
“What? Rescue? Does the outside look fine to you?”
“Zombies only appeared in our school, right? The outside should still be okay! There are soldiers and police officers and….”
“Don’t be ridiculous! Do you think those people came to save us? What are we to them! They’ll probably seal off the school! To keep the zombies from escaping!”
Uijun Park, a male student with a rather fierce expression, grew agitated.
“We need to get out and secure food and supplies! Didn’t you see what Class 1 was doing earlier? Are those the actions of people waiting for rescue?”
“Then what do you suggest! There are zombies outside!”
“Right! There are! And there will be more going forward! So we’re just not going to go out?! You saw what Almond did. We can fight with burlap sacks or whatever we need to!”
At this point, Almond interjected.
“Fighting the zombies right now is dangerous.”
“…What? Why?”
The agitated Uijun questioned back.
“Because I’m exhausted.”
Though he called it exhaustion.
[Scratch – Right Arm]
[Scratch – Left Leg]
[Right Ankle Ligament Injury]
Having fought against forty enemies, my body couldn’t possibly be unscathed.
‘My foot is slightly impaired because of the ligament damage.’
The scratches could be left alone for now, but the right ankle ligament injury was critical.
This was an injury that absolutely required treatment like splinting.
In the end, I had to head to the infirmary.
Unaware of this situation, the male student questioned back.
“What? You can’t fight because you’re tired? What kind of… we can all fight together, right? You stay in the back.”
“Do you all want to die?”
-Hah
-That shut him up~
lol
Yeah lol, I don’t know how they’re fighting like that lol
-Just help Almond recover his stamina you lunch lady brats
Uijun Park couldn’t refute Almond’s words.
“Fine… so what’s your plan then.”
Plans? They all disappear anyway once you get hit like that lol
Is that an inflow? This bastard doesn’t even have a plan lol
None lol
‘I’ll come up with one starting now….’
Just as I was trying to formulate a plan on the spot.
Ziiiiiiing…!
A strong vibration rang out from everyone’s phones.
[Emergency Disaster Alert]
[The general communication network and computer systems have been disabled. The South Korean government has established an emergency response committee and is doing its best to conduct rescue operations. Citizens are advised to secure as much food as possible and remain in safe locations.]
The children’s expressions turned to shock.
“W-wait… our phones really aren’t working?”
“What? Seriously? Messaging apps won’t load.”
“This is insane.”
-This is just the beginning
-Can’t meet up with Takoyaki???
Please have good timing ㅠㅠ
Class 3 found themselves in considerable trouble.
They had split into three groups relying on communication.
But now that wasn’t possible anymore?
Then another message came through.
Ding!
[Regional Emergency Disaster Alert]
[A rescue operation plan has been established. To coordinate with citizens, we are sharing a map with rescue times and locations. Please arrive at the designated location at the designated time and await rescue.]
The government had shared a map to save the citizens.
The map contained the date and time when rescue teams were scheduled to arrive.
The children all pulled up the map and searched the area around the school.
“There it is! Our school rooftop!”
[Singok High School Main Building Rooftop – Helicopter Rescue]
[May 8th. 12:30 PM]
[Details] [+More]
“May 8th. 12:30 PM. That’s three days from now!”
Three days from now.
A rescue helicopter would arrive on this school’s rooftop.
“But… what’s this? Maximum capacity… 25 people?”
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[Details]
The expected maximum capacity is 25 people.
Additional rescue operations will be planned later for the remaining personnel.
To avoid confusion at the scene, please select and prepare 25 people in advance.
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Oh my god, seriously?
-Seriously
-Ah, so that’s why the goal is to save as many as possible
-This is rough
-But this is realistic…
Almond remembered that Class 3 had 30 people.
‘This…’
It seemed unlikely that everyone would survive.

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[Beginner’s Tip: Sometimes, to ensure the survival of many, you must make the difficult decision to sacrifice the few.]

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