Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 545

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 15
6. The Hodu Showdown (2)
When Class 3 arrived on the third floor, there was no one there.
The absence of people wasn’t really a problem in itself.
“Looks like they went up earlier.”
“No one’s here? Let’s just head to the fourth floor.”
We were about to proceed that simply.
But Taco stopped us.
“Sir, I’ve figured it out.”
“Figured what…?”
“We can’t go up. Not yet.”
Balloon Gum didn’t understand. I even asked Almond about it, but he just said we couldn’t go up.
“Wait, what if they go up first?”
“They won’t go up first.”
“What?”
“I figured it out from the footprints.”
Taco’s evidence came from the footprints on the second-floor railing.
“They definitely came through the gas pipes, but there weren’t any footprints on the second-floor railing at all.”
No footprints is a problem? That’s tough to argue.
“What’s that supposed to mean? If there were footprints, sure, but why complain about the absence of them? This makes no sense.”
-No sense lol
-Haha right
-Did you think before speaking?
-Gum logic lol
“The absence is what’s strange. Climbing through pipes from the first to third floor isn’t easy. Those pipes are incredibly narrow. With your physique, sir, you’d probably have died three times over.”
“That’s true.”
“But the second-floor railing is the only place to rest in between. Not a single student out of that entire group stepped on that massive support beam? How is that normal!?”
“…Now that you mention it, you’re right.”
“They deliberately avoided stepping on it.”
The Civil Empire veterans were sensitive to footprints and traces.
Realizing there was an enemy on the second floor, they ordered everyone to leave no footprints and head straight to the third floor.
“Why would they deliberately avoid it? To build strength?”
“They know we’re here.”
“!”
That was it.
Class 2 had already caught on to Class 3’s presence long ago.
They’d been erasing their traces for a while now.
That’s why there wasn’t even a shadow of a person on the third floor.
“So here’s the problem.”
“Ah. Don’t.”
“I wonder where they are right now~?”
“….”
-Don’t spoil it lol
-Balloon Gum’s true thoughts: (Stop explaining and just do it already)
-(Just win, you octopus bastard)
Balloon Gum pondered for a moment.
“The… the fourth floor?”
“….”
A brief silence.
“No, that’s not it. Our destination is the rooftop, right? So we’ll naturally go to the fourth floor too. What about them then? You annihilated Class 5 with this tactic, didn’t you?”
“Ah…! They’d get sandwiched!”
“Yes. They know that too.”
Since everyone’s destination is the rooftop, it’s a conclusion that follows too easily.
“Plus, it’s almost certain there are zombies on the fourth and fifth floors. They’d avoid it even more.”
“Then where are they?”
“I don’t know. They’re hiding somewhere. There’s no trace of them.”
“…?”
Balloon Gum’s expression became bewildered.
“Wait. Then what am I supposed to do?”
“Brother, we need to use our heads too.”
“You’ve already used up your head, haven’t you? That thing on top of your head is fake. Did you forget?”
“….”
-Lmaoooo
-???: You’re going bald!
-Ah that’s so annoying lol
-Lmaooo
“Well. First. Let me explain the plan.”
“Wow. A plan. Nice.”
Almond had been looking elsewhere the whole time before finally coming closer and listening in.
-Lol what is this guy
-Lololol Almond was looking somewhere completely different lol
-Where is Almond, is he coming now lol
-Last-hit specialist
“First, go up the stairs to the fourth floor.”

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“They’re moving up.”
Jessi muttered from where she was peeking through the third-floor window.
“They’re heading to the fourth floor. We need to go too.”
She quickly descended the pipes back to the second floor and explained the plan.
“We’re moving out now. We’ll tail them from behind. Make noise to lure the zombies toward them. Then they’ll have no choice but to deal with the zombies. We’ll wait comfortably, and when the time is right, we’ll coordinate our attack and take them all down.”
“Sounds perfect.”
“Let’s go!”
Unlike Class 3, there was almost no time spent on persuasion or explanation here.
Jessi took the lead into the second-floor corridor.
“Move out.”
The Class 2 students followed in a rush, all visibly tense.
Though tense, none of them appeared afraid.
And why would they? These weren’t ordinary students. They were survivors of the hellscape outside the main building.
For them, the fact that the enemy had greater numbers wasn’t reason enough to be frightened.
“Go.”
At Jessi’s signal, the students moved in perfect unison.
Whoosh!
Moving silently along the corridor walls, they resembled soldiers undergoing military training.
Since there’s no training better than real combat, these students were essentially combat-trained.
[Class 2 is on the move!?]
The commentators’ attention was entirely focused on Class 2’s movements.
The confrontation between Class 2 and Class 3 that would soon unfold would determine the victor of this challenge.
[It’s an ambush strategy.]
[Class 3 just entered the stairwell heading to the fourth floor. The timing is almost perfectly synchronized?]
[This timing was created through the Player Jessi’s constant reconnaissance.]
[Yes. And they’ve already reached the third floor!]
All the Class 2 students, with Jessi leading, had reached the third floor.
One mistake and it would be over.
Yet their movements were flawless.
“Ut.”
“Got it.”
Ut pressed his ear to the floor.
[Is that some kind of unique reconnaissance method from the Civil Empire? Almond was doing that too.]
[It appears so?]
[What can he hear?]
Ut held the strategist position among this group and had received high sensory stats accordingly.
Combined with his already exceptional reconnaissance abilities from his time in the Civil Empire, the effect was doubled.
“…It’s the opposite stairwell. They’re almost all the way up. Once they reach the top, the floor changes and the vibrations won’t carry.”
[Wait, how can he possibly know that!?]
[The information details are incredible.]
[Are these people who played RTS?]
“Okay.”
Whoosh.
Class 2 begins moving in unison, led by Jessi.
But something feels off.
“Huh?”
“The door’s closed.”
The door leading to the stairwell is shut.
Murmur, murmur.
They exchange opinions in hushed whispers.
“What do we do?”
“I’m not sure…”
Jessi is equally puzzled.
They’re keeping it closed while moving around?
If they get pushed back by zombies and have to flee, it would be inconvenient to get back in.
“Ut?”
Jessi calls out to Ut, asking him to listen.
“Ah. Yeah… um… I can’t hear anything. We’re not on the same floor.”
“Then I’ll just try opening it.”
Jessi figures this is something that needs to be confirmed anyway, so she pulls the door handle.
Creak…
“It opens.”
The door swings open.
It doesn’t appear to be locked.
‘The sound is irritating, though.’
Jessi signals to those behind her to go up.
The fire door has no fixed latch.
Once Jessi lets go of the fire door, it will close again.
“Hold this.”
“Pass it along—each person holds it as they go through.”
Click.
Each person following must hold the door open for the next as they pass through.
Click. Click.
After everyone has entered.
The last person quietly closes the door again.
Creak…
The door’s friction sound rings out as a warning once more.
‘Something doesn’t sit right.’
Jessi instinctively senses the probability of something going wrong is increasing, yet she cannot pinpoint exactly what it is.
“Keep it as quiet as possible.”
I figured reducing the noise was the right call. But of course.
──Clang!!
“…!”
Everyone’s eyes snap toward the door in shock.
Why did he slam it so hard?
The last student freezes, waving his hands in confusion.
“Ah… no, I didn’t mean to….”
“Sigh. Never mind. They didn’t react anyway.”
Jessi brushes it off coolly and moves upward. Assigning this to an NPC was a mistake from the start.
But then─
‘!?’
──Thud!
My center of gravity suddenly shifts backward.
Someone grabs my hair and pulls.
“Ut? What, what is….”
It was Ut. He whispers urgently.
“Jessi. There’s someone up there. I heard a sound─”
But it’s already too late.
──Boom!
A dark silhouette drops down in front of us.
“Hey. You little rats.”
A somewhat arrogant voice echoes through the space.
He smirks and crosses his arms.
It was Balloon Gum.
“Making quite the racket with all that click-click-click~ click-click-click~.”
“You….”
Balloon Gum didn’t give them time to retort.
He claps his hands and shouts.
Bang!
“Now. Fall like dogs!”
At his words, countless footsteps thunder through the air.
──Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!
Dozens of figures appear from the top of the stairs in an instant, blocking the path ahead.
Hahahahaha
Lol, Kya is a one-trick performer.
-That’s a real leader
I’m dying laughing ㅋㅋㅋ
-He said rats but why does he say fall like dogs? I’m confused.
In an instant, the two classes face off against each other.
“Ahahaha! I knew your whole plan! Every bit of it!”
Balloon Gum burst into triumphant laughter.
As if asking whether these bastards were shocked into unconsciousness.
However, the enemy’s reaction was underwhelming.
“Ah. So we’ve been found out?”
Jessi merely chuckled like someone caught playing a prank, showing no signs of agitation.
She was more focused on retying her disheveled red hair.
That person is so pretty, it’s crazy.
-Huh? But she’s a foreigner?
-Random gorgeous boss lady??
-Not even surprised lol
-Kinda scary though
“Huh? What… what is this.”
Balloon Gum turned around as if thinking, “This isn’t right.”
“I thought they’d be shocked and do a windmill. But these foreign rats are different.”
That’s a unique skill only you can do, hyung.
-You think anyone can do that lol
-Windmill lolol
-Foreign rats lololol
Taco stepped forward from the back.
“You guys. Did you deliberately target our rear? Trying to kill all of us?”
He wanted to uncover their intentions to boost his allies’ morale and confirm how accurate his own tactics were.
Jessi grinned and nodded.
“Yep. Sorry~”
“….”
-Nothing to say lol
-Yep. Tried to murder you. My bad
-Can’t help but forgive her!
“W-well, I’ll forgive… no.”
He couldn’t even break even.
Ahem.
Taco took a breath and regained his composure.
“You seem awfully confident. You Mickey Mouses….”
-She’s a foreigner so she’s Mickey Mouse? lol
-Lmao
-Evolved from rats
“But how long can you keep that up?”
As Taco signaled, students with shields began advancing forward gradually.
Thud! Thud!
“Ho.”
Combat erupts momentarily.
Jessi adjusts her grip on the spear.
Her eyes, now devoid of playfulness, swept across Class 3 with calculation.
As expected, they outnumber us significantly. But our equipment is superior.
If we can overcome the terrain, this is a winnable fight.
“Nerdking. We can’t fight down here on the stairs. Secure an escape route and we’ll engage in the corridor.”
“Got it.”
We needed to fight in the corridor rather than on the stairs themselves.
Nerdking crept toward the rear and pushed at the door.
Clunk. Clunk.
“…Huh?”
The door wouldn’t open.
“There’s a saying in our country like this. ‘A rat in a jar.'”
Takoyaki burst into laughter he’d been holding back and explained.
-k teabagging lol
-What a wonderful culture!
-Mouse in a jar lmao
Thud. Thud.
He tries repeatedly to open it, but the door holds firm.
How on earth did they manage this?
“Our team has a barricade specialist. That door probably won’t open for a while.”
Hyeon-a and Suhyeon had been waiting in the bathroom and locked it immediately.
-Wow! Jegal Hyeon-a lol
-she is korean
-Jegal Hyeon how many times are you going to carry
-Jegal Hyeon with Nerdking?! Oh…
-Nerdking and Jegal Hyeon reunion lol
“Damn it. So the NPC didn’t make a mistake after all?”
Ut clicked his tongue.
“This really won’t open? How did they set up a barricade this fast?!”
Barricades weren’t exactly simple to construct.
Taco answers on that matter.
“Jegal Hyeon said that just one mop handle wedged in the door can hold for ten minutes.”
“…A handle?”
Right now, they’re holding with just one mop handle.
“Kick it down! Then we can get out─”
“Of course! They only used the mop at first. Not anymore.”
──Creeeeak.
Then, from beyond the door came the unmistakable sound of desks being moved.
It was already far too late.
Once desks were being mobilized, there was no way to break through with sheer force alone.
“What?”
The exit was blocked, and ahead lay an overwhelming number of enemies.
Even Jessi’s face had lost its composure.
“We’re screwed?”

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[Beginner’s Tip: In actual warfare, it’s said that you typically provide the enemy an escape route. After all, you don’t want a cornered rat to bite the cat.]

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