Chapter 143 - Chapter 143

Chapter 143

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Hwangso's eyes widened.

He recognized the sound of metal clashing.

After recognizing the clear and resonant sound that entered his ears, his nerves automatically and rapidly focused on his eyes.

Since light is faster than sound, what he saw with his eyes would have happened before he heard the sound, but human senses did not work that way.

Even if the perception of information was faster through hearing than through sight, it was an entirely possible phenomenon.

Thus, in that fleeting moment, he came to look straight ahead just a fraction of a second later.

And.

There, standing straight ahead, was the enemy. An enemy who had emerged from the corner holding a frying pan. Seo-jun, who had precisely blocked the leg area with that frying pan.

Furthermore, he instinctively grasped the situation, which could not have been understood by sound alone.

This was because he realized that his reflection was visible in the window next to him.

Although a sense of regret remained that if he had looked around just a bit faster, he could have also seen and taken advantage of Seo-jun waiting around the corner.

And although Seo-jun's left hand rose to aim at him and fire.

‘So what of it?’

What else can you do besides shoot?

Bang!

Seo-jun fired immediately.

Their weapons were pistols. There was a slight delay to fire in rapid succession.

Hwangso just took the hit, preparing for his next shot.

It did not really matter if he was hit anyway.

The Level 3 helmet, which only spawned as a single unit in place of all the helmets in a given spot, provided him with plenty of extra life. The same went for the vest.

Therefore, he could afford to just take this much damage and fight on. Had he not possessed them, Seo-jun's frying pan block would have led to a fatal outcome, though.

But that was not the reality.

‘You didn't back off?’

Then die!

After an exchange of gunshots that lasted less than a second, his turn arrived.

Seo-jun did not seem to have any intention of using the terrain to take cover or drag out the fight.

‘Damn it. Is it because it's enough that he took out all of my teammates?’

From the end of his muzzle aimed at Seo-jun's torso, a bullet discharged.

Bang!

Once again, an unbelievable sound rang out.

Tung!

The sound was incredibly clear and resonant.

***

-???

-What is that?

-What on earth am I watching?

-Comrades from Dokkaebi's side, is this stream weird only to me?

-Looks like the natives here think it's weird too.

-The restream room is weird too.

-I keep rubbing my eyes but I'm still seeing things. Who keeps blocking bullets with a frying pan?

-FR lol is this a collective hallucination? lmaoooooooooooooo

Conversations denying reality flowed in the chat window.

If it had been the usual Seo-jun, he would have corrected them immediately or engaged in some other kind of trolling.

However, he could not do so right now. That was because he had no room to spare to look at the chat.

Bang!

He had to focus on the situation right in front of him.

The enemy's arm moved, captured the target, and then his finger moved.

That target was, of course, Seo-jun.

It could be the head, or it could be the legs like the first time.

Or, he could target the protruding left arm, which was hard to anticipate, or the torso, which presented the largest target.

In any case, the moment the target was decided.

Bang!

Seo-jun swung his arm accordingly.

A half-beat faster. He could not be late. If he were?

Clang!

‘Oh. The sound is different this time.’

He would not have been able to block a bullet flying toward his head like just now.

-Nice shot, boss!

-Seriously, what a nutcase...

-Deflecting with a frying pan tf lolololololololololololol that's seriously an absurd skill.

-Is that a sword? Is it a sword?!

When Seo-jun first held the sword—no, the frying pan—various messages had appeared in the chat window.

Among them, the one that left the deepest impression on Seo-jun was the advice not to put the frying pan in his inventory but to carry it directly on his person.

The reason was that if an enemy happened to shoot the spot where it was carried, the frying pan might luckily deflect it.

So Seo-jun had thought about it.

What if he didn't leave it to luck, but deflected it himself?

The result of that was right now.

Bang!

Seo-jun's gun rang out, and although Hwangso, whose health had decreased significantly again, grit his teeth and fired.

Clang!

A cheerful sound rang out. It was a sound produced because the bullet did not graze off, but hit close to the exact center of the frying pan.

Seo-jun grasped that fact through the vibration transmitted to his fingertips at the moment of impact.

“I'm slowly getting the hang of it.”

He smiled with satisfaction. He had regained his composure. Getting the hang of it meant that he would not have to concentrate as hard from now on.

This was because, at least for a sensation he had acquired once, he would absolutely never miss it by mistake or forget it.

“H-how? No way...”

“Try shooting.”

Bang!

Even before the sound could be heard, Seo-jun's frying pan was already swinging. This time, the target was his chest.

Just like that.

Clang!

The bullet deflected off to the left wall.

“If you do it like this, it works.”

Honestly, he had been half-doubtful, but it was a perfectly manageable level of difficulty.

-Slowly getting the hang of it? That means he's going to troll lololol

-This guy is just the god of parrying lololololololol

-Parrying bullets? Parrying bullets? Parrying bullets?

-I'm slowly starting to find this streamer scary.

“I really like the physical laws of Ground Zero. Would you mind shooting one more time?”

Seo-jun requested of the enemy before his eyes.

Hwangso fired his gun in a state of terror.

Clang!

As the frying pan that had moved to the left returned, it deflected the bullet once more.

“W-wow... No, what am I supposed to do about this?”

-Pfft lololololololol

-He plays the game so dirty lol

-Streamer, you and Hwangso-nim have met each other before, right?

-It'd be one thing if you played while saying 'haha, sorry,' but 'would you mind shooting' is just lolololololol

-What a bad bastard.

-This means that even if they are both Grade A, they are not the same!!! This is our streamer!

While he spoke like that, in contrast to Seo-jun who had found room to spare, Hwangso was not letting any opportunity slip by.

No, rather, he was brightening up.

This was because the more the opponent let his guard down, the greater the chance of winning became.

‘Just one shot, I just need to land exactly one shot.’

Bang!

Seo-jun's paused attacks resumed. And Hwangso, relying on his Level 3 helmet and Level 3 vest, aimed for just a single mistake in the midst of the offense and defense.

His health was about two-thirds full. He would pierce through that iron-wall-like frying pan in the meantime.

However.

Head.

Clang!

Left leg.

“Oops.”

Clang!

The hand holding the gun.

Clang!

Although it would have made sense to dodge at least once, Seo-jun insisted on deflecting everything with the frying pan, steadily chipping away at his health.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Conversely, for Hwangso, bullets lodged into his head and torso one after another.

He felt aggrieved by this situation where he could not reach the enemy, yet the enemy's attacks reached him so easily.

It was enough to drive him crazy.

He had not known that a frying pan could be such a good weapon.

This was from the perspective of someone who, though he had not played Ground Zero much, had still played it to some extent like other users.

‘Should I have grabbed a frying pan too?’

Eventually.

The enemy did not permit even a single moment of carelessness. Even while looking at the chat and occasionally responding.

Seo-jun drove a bullet into Hwangso's chest. Very little of his health remained.

And Seo-jun began to walk over with heavy steps.

‘No way, is he planning to finish me with the frying pan?’

Hwangso did not fire his gun anymore either. And he stealthily moved his left hand behind his back.

The distance between him and Seo-jun gradually closed.

Hwangso surreptitiously pulled the pin of a grenade he had retrieved from his waist.

‘I'm not going alone.’

Then, timing it to when Seo-jun was gradually approaching, he gently dropped the grenade behind him.

Along with the pretense of suddenly shooting.

‘He will definitely try to deflect it this time too—!’

“Huh?”

However, looking straight ahead, Hwangso failed to control his expression for a moment.

This was because Seo-jun had noticed and taken refuge in the next room, leaving the spot empty.

“Hahaha. You piece of...”

Boom!

Hwangso died instantly like that.

***

“Ah, the equipment durability must have decreased a lot because of the grenade. It's a bit of a shame since I deliberately shot the head and torso evenly.”

He had played around for nothing.

He had intended to finish it with the frying pan. Partly because the viewers had requested it, and partly because he had been tempted after hearing that the frying pan had such a great impact feel.

“I just didn't expect a grenade self-destruction. Haha.”

He had let his guard down.

-This kind of thing is the first match?

-He completely rolled two squads by himself, and this is the first match?

-Why is his aim so good?

-Forget the aim, the frying pan is insane tf lolololol

-You're probably the very first person to play a game while openly deflecting bullets from the front, streamer. Respect!

-Dokkaebi lol losing to a guy who even deflects bullets is nothing to be ashamed of! Be proud, Dokkaebi!

“Then there's only me left here now. Farming will be easy now too.”

Since most of the people who had already died would have done the farming, he just had to search the corpses.

To be precise, after they died, they left boxes behind instead of names, and he could loot through those boxes.

Seo-jun headed toward Hwangso first.

When he opened the box, an interface like an inventory popped up on the screen.

“Looting like this is much more convenient. This is how you play this game, right?”

-Lololololol

-Indeed

-If you're confident in defeating eight people without taking any equipment items, then this is the right way lolololololololol

-Ah lol just hand me a frying pan

Seo-jun examined Hwangso's items. The durability of the most important vest and helmet was almost completely depleted.

This was due to the power of the grenade that instantly killed the user.

“I don't think I can use these. Hmm. There are quite a few first aid kits and items like that, though.”

Seo-jun searched other corpses as well. Neither helmets nor vests appeared. Instead, he packed plenty of healing items and used a few to fill his health to the maximum.

“Well, then I'll head underground as well. Pick up the equipment since it's not broken yet? It's fine. I just don't have to get hit.”

Everything was ready.

-'I just don't have to get hit' wtf lolololol

-But he really didn't get hit, did he?

-It's true there's nothing to salvage from Level 3 gear.

-It's not like the frying pan can cover his entire body shudder

Seo-jun looked at the map and headed toward the largest building in the spot.

A bunker was naturally supposed to be located at the center.

Actually, a viewer had told him. Had they not told him because it was a tournament, it might have been troublesome?

‘Ah.’

He had teammates.

Seo-jun pulled the radio out of his inventory.

Chzzzzzt.

[Oh? You finally pulled it out! Seo-jun-nim! I was believing in you!]

The teammate who answered immediately was Rumi.

And what was she believing in, exactly?

[I saw it in the chat while farming. I heard that everything, including taking damage while falling at the beginning, was actually planned! A viewer brought over the commentators praising it, so I found out!]

Uh.

That's not it, though?

Honestly, he had just dropped haphazardly. This was because he knew he would not die even if he fell anyway.

‘My health is entirely depleted? The future me after landing will take care of that.’ is what he had thought.

Just like many students left their homework to their future selves tomorrow.

He did not bother to correct her.

[Are you going underground now?]

“I must.”

[You did a lot of farming, right? I'm jealous.]

At those words, Seo-jun looked down at the frying pan held in his right hand.

Quite contentedly.

“Yes.”

-Lololololol he seriously found it so well

-It's an amazing sword.

-More like he's better with a gun than a sword my foot lololol the sword is the best

-A master sword!

-Is that really a sword, guys?

-1. Can you hold it in your hand? o 2. Can you swing it? o

-So a frying pan is indeed a sword.

-What absolute bullshit tf lolololol

[Did they say Hwangso-nim had a Level 3 helmet? Since he died, oh my god. No one can stop you now!]

It seemed the information had not updated for her yet.

[You know you can enter the bunker once the storm shrinkage warning is announced soon, right? Alpaca-nim says 'fighting' from next to me! See you later.]

“Yes. See you later.”

Seo-jun put the radio back into his inventory and looked at the chat window.

The viewers were currently fighting over whether a frying pan was a sword or not.

Seriously.

No, why were they fighting over something so obvious?

Thus, Seo-jun decided to settle it once and for all, throwing his only gun behind him.

“Everyone, a frying pan is indeed a sword. Let me show you the proof.”

[The storm will soon surround the area.]

Simultaneously with the announcement text, the door to the passage leading underground opened.

“Now, let's go.”

-Kya! That's how it should be lol

-He's asking for trouble again lololol

-Why on earth would you throw away a gun with that insane aim that you were using perfectly fine?

-Because he's the Geomshin (Restricted Body)?

-That guy wrote the Hanja wrong lolololol

-But it actually makes sense. The 'geom' meaning to inspect/seal (檢) and 'shin' meaning body (身). Sealing one's body? It fits the streamer perfectly since he imposes penalties on himself lol.

-So that's the kind of 'Geomshin' he was lolololololol.

-Anyway, so a frying pan is a sword.

-If the streamer wins, we'll admit it's a sword.

-If he doesn't?

-Then he's really just Geomshin (Restricted Body).

-Let's just go with dumbass.

-Pfft lol