Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 344

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

Chapter 344

As the Raid began and players started dying one by one.

-What’s this guy doing lol
-Rests comfortably and orders us to die lol
-His way of thinking is just fundamentally different from ours
-Now he’s even tormenting his supporters lol

Seo Jun took a deep breath.
He’d scanned the terrain once when the fighting started. The outer walls the enemy had added were mapped in his mind.
Then, listening to Buza’s reports, he pieced together a rough understanding of enemy positions.
There was no point in knowing exactly where everyone was.
As the battle raged, heads would keep shifting positions.
No need to drag this out.
“What are you actually trying to do?”
Tae-woo and Buza, attacking and then retreating, called out again.

[Is he really just charging straight in? For real? He’ll get shot to pieces?]

Though, since this was a game, pieces wouldn’t literally fly everywhere. No need to worry.
The rifle Seo Jun held was a 1-Tier Sniper Rifle.
No scope.
“Yes.”
Fire rate was normal. Magazine capacity was four rounds, not five.
Damage wasn’t high, but a Headshot that bypassed the Bulletproof Helmet was a one-shot kill.
Of course, that was an extremely high-difficulty proposition.
The Bulletproof Helmet’s protective area became maximized when the wearer took cover, blocking nearly everything.
To pull off what was called a Headshot, you had to hit an extremely small point of vulnerability.
What Seo Jun was about to attempt was eliminating enemies with just these four rounds.
“What strategy did you come up with, Seo Jun!”
Seo Jun ignored Tae-woo. The urgent situation was flooding his system with dopamine—he was just spouting whatever came to mind without really thinking.
‘A strategy?’
Overwhelming physicality?
Yeah. If you wanted to call that a strategy, it was one.
A harsh strategy, though.
Seo Jun opened his eyes.
“Now.”
He gave the order to Buza, whose role was to draw out the enemies.

[Aaahhhhh! Coming in! Kyaahhh!]

He stood, exposed himself to gunfire, and pulled the trigger at the tiny dots below.
His vision whirled four times in rapid succession.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Four gunshots rang out in steady rhythm.

-Woah!
-What the???
-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-That’s just broken… The Manager is actually broken lol

There were no misses.

* * *

[Where did he go?]
[Can’t track him.]
[Why isn’t he showing up? Should we watch the rear too? We swept the whole area.]
[I think I might have seen him earlier?]

Their coalition had spread team members across different directions.
Since Walkie-Talkie Communication only worked within team groups, each direction was handled separately, making situation awareness hard to relay between teams.
Of course, being that dispersed meant teams attacking from different angles risked miscommunication and chaos.
But if all members reached a high enough skill level to do their jobs right, they could execute with nothing but eye contact—or show even higher levels of competence.
In urgent situations, explanation over comms never works anyway.
Either way, their focus was Seo Jun.
The one person they most needed to watch—the very reason they’d assembled—had vanished.
This was a clear crisis.

[The north side, upper area is clear. Looks like he really went outside.]
[Baek Do-yul shoots well too.]
[But there are limits. We have the numbers and we have the Camp. If one side breaks, it’s all over.]
[Slayer Team, we should now be thinking about the coalition after victory……]

And then came that moment.

[Huh?]

At intervals of just under one second, the same death cry kept erupting from all three teams.

* * *

Click.
He swapped in a fresh Magazine. After four shots, everyone in his assigned direction was dead.

-That lunatic! Lunatic! Lunatic!
-All clean Headshots between the eyebrows lol
-Can’t even see from here, how did he do that??

A clean sweep. All eyes had been on Buza.
She was an excellent decoy.
Buza was dead, and Seo Jun had delivered the revenge.
It wasn’t particularly difficult.
‘Did I build a Camp here?’
Seo Jun was confident in his Sniping ability.
‘I practiced hard before coming.’
He’d been a good shot to begin with, but practice made a difference.
His memory for actions was exceptional. Learning effects were maximized.
“North sector clear. Buza—if you managed to survive, gather up the items you dropped when you died and put them in storage. Get some rest.”

[Awesome! This life wasn’t wasted!]

If she died again, Buza would have to respawn somewhere else.
To prepare for that possibility, he’d hidden several Sleeping Bags at different spots, but walking from there to here was pretty tedious.
No point in having her join another fight.

[Buza, could you help us here?]

Hearing Jo Am’s request from below, Seo Jun immediately moved toward the direction Jo Am was defending.
It was the West, which Siksik Corner was covering.
Siksik Corner had already died once, so she had to be cautious; correspondingly, Jo Am was struggling harder against more enemies.
‘Ultimately it’s just dying and killing, but if I land the shots, this is over, right?’
Few variables.
“Move aside.”
Seo Jun appeared from behind Siksik Corner, rifle raised.
Bang!
Bang!
Everything after that was handled instantly.
It was absurd.
“Wow. What’s three teams Teaming gonna do when the Manager’s here?”
“But they built a Camp. There’s more coming.”
Bang!
Since dying outside meant dropping items, which could be recovered to continue fighting if a Camp was built, that was basically expected.
But the opposing teams were currently trying to salvage as many items as possible and escape.
It wasn’t an easy fight altogether.
Two parties had built Sleeping Bags, so they had to be faced again.
Most of them died at least once.
Even Seo Jun died.

-The Manager died ㄷㄷ
-Fun fact: The Manager actually lost back in the day
-Why is a loss a fun fact? Are you crazy, viewer lol
-ㄹㅇㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-But seriously? The Manager loses???

‘That was actually impressive—a Headshot.’
He could have dodged if he’d cancelled his attack and moved.
Seo Jun knew the opponent had reacted in that miraculous, fleeting moment and seized their chance.
He could have avoided it.
But the opposition was the last straggler, and Seo Jun had simply pulled the trigger.
The result was a Love Shot.
A cross-Counter had occurred, and both bullets had hit exactly.

-Each one’s eyebrows!
-That’s peak output from the Plunderers!
-That guy’s like super famous for Sniping, real talk
-He’s definitely a good shot
-Baek Do-yul too?
-Manager cut! Manager cut! Manager cut!

After mopping up the remaining forces, Seo Jun watched from the Sniper Tower as Baek Do-yul and Tae-woo went out to collect items, and he spoke.
“Did I disappoint you by dying?”
There would definitely be comments like that.
Sometimes he ignored them. You couldn’t avoid them.
‘Well.’
It was true he’d chosen the Love Shot because he was too lazy to drag it out, but explaining that would only make him look bad.
Instead, Seo Jun said this:
“It’s because of the gun. The gun. If it were a sword, I’d never die. That’s why it’s needed. A Frying Pan.”

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ The Manager’s hilarious
-Actually that makes sense though?
-What makes sense about that lol

In that moment, Buza behind him felt a chill.
Using her as bait to wipe out four enemies instantly?
No.
Acting like dying was nothing while calmly handling the remaining forces?
No.
Just.
‘Manager… he says at a gun-shooting place you need a sword to not die, and how is a Frying Pan a sword?’
She was a viewer too.

-Let’s get 2-Tier! Frying Pan coming up!
-But you know what? Being Raided is worse than just giving away weapon items like this
-Oh yeah? You a genius?

* * *

Why had Seo Jun’s team been able to defend against the three teams’ Raid?
First, the attackers hadn’t been serious.
They’d assumed Seo Jun would go out on a Raid, expecting to hit an empty house.
So they hadn’t taken all their weapons. Same with personnel numbers.
In fact, since this could’ve failed, it was a natural decision.
Second, they’d grown careless. When the three teams formed a coalition.
If the three teams hadn’t allied, they would’ve approached more cautiously.
Third, Defense is naturally more advantageous than Siege Warfare. You build a house good for killing enemies beforehand and hold it. And there were few variables now.
But whether this or that, defeat was still defeat, and while the cost wasn’t devastating, it kept them from entering the reset 1-Tier Farming Zone.
Seo Jun’s team had secured the 1-Tier Farming Zone and headed for the 2-Tier Farming Zone.
With better weapons and items for crafting new resources, they went to sleep.
In Last Survival, Rest is important too.
To manage stamina allocation.
By the way, after the Raid ended, Ha Yun-ho’s team relocated.
So Seo Jun never found them, and though he was annoyed at the subcontractors’ desertion, he didn’t bother hunting them down.

-If you went looking for them, you’d be a real villain lol
-ㄹㅇㅋㅋ
-Manager

“Alright then, let’s stream. Oh, but are there any more subcontractors……”
Seo Jun left with lingering regret.

-No subcontractors
-There can’t be
-There’s no such thing as ‘subcontractors’ in the first place, Manager

Except for two team members, the team went out.
They’d stand Watch in two-hour shifts, two members at a time.
And during the day, at the time they’d set, they’d gather again and leave the Farming Zone.
Now began the long game.
The next day, Seo Jun’s team farmed the 2-Tier Farming Zone without loss and laid almost all the groundwork to enter the 3-Tier zone.
While doing so, resources piled up steadily, and though Seo Jun didn’t go out on Raids, he hunted people he ran into along the way.
There were no server-wide Raids, but everyone was racing hard—you could feel it.
Seo Jun’s team was undeniably in the lead.
And on the third day’s dawn.
During Watch shift time.
“The ant.”
She, Keep Mouth Shut and Play Game, mined minerals earnestly while singing a poignant modern classic about existential despair.
“Today as well.”
True to her username, she never actually played the game—she worked diligently.
Buza, the other one on Watch, guarded the house.
So she had to mine more resources. Solo work.
Besides, there was nothing else she could do, was there?
She was happy enough, and satisfied.
Even if it was mindlessly repetitive labor.
“…….”
“Work…… huff.”
As she mined, someone’s voice entered her ears.
This was a very serious matter.
She hadn’t visited the house once during the hour and a half of continuous labor.
‘Please.’
If she lost this, she might break down crying. She might even stuff wads of cash in her pockets and run to the Manager.
Thud, thud, thud.
‘Please!’
She lay hidden in the grass, trembling with fear, barely breathing.
Fighting meant death.
When the commotion quieted, she lifted her head and—
“……!”
“……!”
Made eye contact.
With an unknown enemy.
A silence fell, and she looked up with eyes trembling violently.
The enemy looked away first.
“Nothing here! Let’s go!”
He called out. To his team.
“Yeah!”
‘Hmm?’
And this scene, thanks to Seo Jun later asking to have it recorded, made its way into the world.

[Last Survival Guide]
==
In the preamble.
To survive in Last, there are two principles.
I cannot guarantee that following these two will keep you alive.
But I can guarantee that not following them will lead to ruin.
So remember these two principles well.
1. Never, under any circumstances, touch him.
2. Never forget the First Principle.
==

A survival guide began being created among the players.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————