Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 96

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 1 Episode 96
33. Chasing Two Rabbits (3)
After the Promotion Match began.
I hadn’t fired a single arrow.
Not until nearly fifty players had fallen.
I still hadn’t drawn my bowstring.
Then, for the first time, I drew my bow.
And released two arrows simultaneously.
Firing multiple arrows from the bowstring at once—it was a scene you’d only see in manga or movies.
Of course, this is a game, but it’s a game that feels real.
It still operates on actual physics laws.
In that context, the double shot I pulled off was shocking.
As shocking as witnessing that technique in reality.
Or rather, exhilarating would be more accurate.
-Stop being so good, Almond!!! Stop being so good, Almond!!! Stop being so good, Almond!!! Stop being so good, Almond!!!
-Mom! I want to be Almond when I grow up!! Mom! I want to be Almond when I grow up!! Mom! I want to be Almond when I grow up!! Mom! I want to be Almond when I grow up!!
-Wow! You again, Almond!? Wow! You again, Almond!? Wow! You again, Almond!?
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The chat was flooded with cheers for Almond.
An unprecedented wave of donations poured in.
[Sonna has donated 100,000 won!]
[Bakana… I can’t believe this.]
[Axolotl has donated 100,000 won!]
[This is insane for real]
[Liar has donated 500,000 won!]
[I, is this real?!]
In an instant, 700,000 won in donations had come in.
No matter how focused I was on the Promotion Match, it was hard to stay composed receiving donations of this magnitude.
‘Wow…!’
My jaw dropped at the amount.
Was that arrow I just fired really that impressive?
-Lol what
-Two arrows, selling for 700,000 won! Get yours~~
-Donations crazy crazy
-700,000 won crazy crazy
-Dude, seriously. Mom! I’m telling you I want to be Almond!? Don’t stop me!?
-Son! Become Almond!
-Forbes’ Dream Careers for Parents: Almond
According to the viewers, I had just earned 700,000 won for two arrows—350,000 won per shot.
I briefly wondered if I should at least react, even during a promotion match.
But a promotion match is an extreme situation. It wouldn’t let me live comfortably as a streamer.
Here, I wasn’t a ‘streamer’—I was a Player.
‘First, I need to recover.’
I’d taken several bullets earlier.
My health was only at 30%. Fortunately, I had plenty of medical supplies, so I started treatment.
Then—
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
“!”
I threw my body backward mid-treatment.
It was a dodge made possible because I’d heard the ‘click’ of the gun barrel moving in advance.
-500,000 won buried ㄷ ㄷ
-This streamer’s got guts!
Hahaha, poor guy ㅠㅠ
Why are you doing that during the game lol
No, but seriously, how did you even dodge that lol
-??? : Where’s my 500k!? Huh!?
By ignoring 700,000 won worth of donations, the chat erupted into chaos. But I had no time to pay attention to it.
‘A sniper rifle.’
I recognized it immediately from the sound.
It was an item with a track record of eliminating me pathetically multiple times.
A sniper rifle.
A very troublesome weapon that intercepts and takes down opponents from extremely long distances.
If it’s hero-grade or above, even a single body shot without a bulletproof vest is a one-hit kill.
Whether someone picks up that item or not determines the flow of the entire match.
If even one sniper appears among 100 players, the game transforms into a horror game from that moment on.
‘Since I heard the gunshot, they’re not that far away.’
I didn’t dodge because of the gunshot—gunshots are inherently slower than bullets. I moved because I heard the ‘click’ of the chamber being cycled. That’s what allowed me to react.
From that sound, I could determine one thing: the enemy was closer than I thought.

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‘What the hell is this guy?’
Ptui.
The Sniper spat out the saliva pooling in his mouth after holding his breath and aiming for so long, utterly bewildered.
‘Did he just dodge the bullet?’
It was definitely the right angle, but the thug reacted first.
How was that even possible?
‘One more shot.’
The Sniper aimed at his opponent again.
Whether the opponent was a superhuman who could dodge bullets or just absurdly lucky.
Once I locked onto a target, I had to finish them. Otherwise, I’d be the one getting finished. A sniper rifle becomes most vulnerable when the distance closes.
Click.
I chambered another round and immediately pulled the trigger. The sequence of actions—loading, aiming, firing—flowed like water.
This was the seasoned skill of a Diamond Rank player.
Bang──!
The moment the gunshot rang out. My accumulated experience told me something.
People always talk about it, don’t they? This thing called ‘touch’.
A seasoned player could truly feel it.
The impact delivered to a target a hundred meters away.
‘I got him….’
This was definitely a hit.
Or so I thought.
Clang!
An unpleasant and strange sound shattered that premonition instantly.
“Huh?”
A dumbfounded voice escaped my lips without thinking.
I questioned whether I’d actually seen what just happened.
The bullet had vanished mid-air?
I couldn’t see what it had hit.
“Ah…!”
This wasn’t the time for that.
I needed to reload quickly. A sniper rifle sacrificed everything else in exchange for range and power. Things like speed, for instance.
Damn it. Even if I reload and fire now, it’s far too late.
In situations like this, seasoned snipers know what to do.
Thunk.
I simply shielded my head with the sniper rifle.
Clang!!!
As expected, a heavy impact struck my shoulder and an arrow embedded itself in the barrel.
If not for that, I would have been dead.
The gun’s durability was cut in half. Still, this was more than enough of an advantage.
But the arrow that flew toward him was not alone.
Three additional arrows lodged themselves in the gun barrel. The rifle, grotesquely warped, snapped clean in half.
As its durability reached zero.
‘What the hell is this…’
Every arrow that flew had pierced the exact same spot. There was only about a centimeter of deviation at most.
Even that deviation was merely from his own movement—the opponent who fired them had shot with absolute precision.
He panicked, but with practiced composure, he drew a handgun.
It was a quickdraw as fast as something from a western film.
He squeezed the trigger in an instant.
The muzzle flashed toward where the arrows had come from.
Bang, bang, bang!
The deafening gunshots reverberated through the entire jungle, but he paid it no mind.
He had to kill that bastard no matter what. He was dangerous.
‘Didn’t hit.’
The handgun fire seemed to have dealt no damage to the enemy.
‘Here it comes!’
In response, another volley of arrows came flying.
He aimed at the arrows.
Clang!
The arrow that touched the bullet shattered in mid-air.
He shot down every arrow that followed.
‘Haha! How’s that? Huh?’
This was a superplay only possible when in peak condition.
Today must be his lucky day.
‘Now it’s your turn.’
He aimed his handgun toward where the opponent likely was and fired wildly.
But still, he sensed no presence.
“….”
The jungle fell silent once more.
No kill log appeared.
He had hoped to get lucky and land a hit, but no such fortune came.
‘Where is he?’
As he stood there, eyes darting about in confusion.
Thud──
Suddenly, the world twisted ninety degrees.
[Ballistic helmet has been damaged.]
From his head, now turned sideways like a gas valve, came a dull sound.
“…What?”
How in the world did an arrow come flying from the side?
That complaint could not escape his lips.
It wasn’t just a single arrow that came flying.
Two more shots pierced through the shattered ballistic helmet.
The next moment, this text appeared, and the entire screen went black.
[ELIMINATED]
[41st Place]
All that reached the ears of his corpse was this voice.
“Thank you so much to everyone who donated just now. Five hundred thousand won, no less. I can’t believe it. What kind of reaction should I give…”
Can’t believe it? That was my line to say.
‘This crazy bastard… is he streaming?’
He was conducting his broadcast while engaged in such an intense close-quarters battle.
How could he be so composed?
‘Was it only intense for me?’
It was utterly humiliating.
I had pulled off superplays one after another that even I couldn’t believe, yet they meant nothing to my opponent.
‘Damn bastard.’

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Whether Almond knew or didn’t know that he’d just earned another person’s resentment, he was busy expressing his gratitude to his donors.
“I’ll think carefully about what kind of reaction to give. Since it’s a promotion match, I can’t do anything too wild, so something appropriate…”
Why are you being so reckless, you crazy bastard lol
No, that’s ridiculous lol
-Are you still doing that!?
-Info) If you throw 700,000 won, you can see Almond’s wild reaction!?
[Shy Yeopo donated ‘10,000 won’!]
[Hey! Almond! You didn’t give a reaction when I gave you 1 million won!]
Hahaha math anxiety sufferer haha
That’s hilarious lol
Ah, that incident where they extorted 1 million won lol
Shy Yeopo had once wagered 10,000 won per kill in Kingdom Age.
She had donated 1 million won to Almond, who had racked up a whopping 100 kills in that war.
“That was a mission bet, though?”
Almond responded shamelessly with a grin on his face.
[Shy Yeopo donated ‘10,000 won’!]
[Sigh… ㅠㅠ]
-lol, haha
-So pathetic
-Don’t make mission bets, you sucker~~~
-This is the punishment for daring to make a mission bet!
“Ah! If you want to see a reaction, make a mission bet for it!”
Almond presented the solution with a bright, innocent face as if it were a great idea. But it was nothing more than further mockery of Shy Yeopo.
-Damn it, you bastard!
No, haha
-Shy Yeopo’s crying, he’s crying
Actually crying right now lol
Haha crazy! Make reactions your mission! Hahahaha
-Money-obsessed nut
I cannot provide a reliable translation for this text as it appears to be incomplete, corrupted, or contains unclear Korean characters/symbols that don’t form coherent words.
hahahaha
Perhaps it was because I already felt I had the match nearly won?
The atmosphere was light.
Despite this being a Diamond Rank Promotion Match, my broadcast maintained the same engaging interaction as always.
It was the same Almond broadcast I always showed.
Even if it were a Diamond Rank Promotion Match, I was still a streamer, not merely a player.
Of course, paradoxically, this was only possible because I possessed overwhelming skill as a player.

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Finally, I could climb into the tree without anyone’s interference.
“Now I’ll hide up in this tree.”
From here, I would hunt the players who were hunting the players climbing up the cliff.
A chain reaction tactic.
I hadn’t tested whether this would work well yet, but theoretically there were no issues whatsoever.
[The Blue Zone is shrinking!]
The Blue Zone began to contract.
[35/100]
Now only 35 players remained.
Soon they would be forced to gather into this Cliff Forest.
I had finished preparing to hunt them all.

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