novelraw Chapter 45 : Over The Perfect (2)
Chapter 45 : Over The Perfect (2)
Over The Perfect (2)
Lee Gyeongbok quickly focused on his sixth sense. As always, that sensation—which felt like a sweet scent drifting toward him—stimulated him.
'But this time, speed is more important.'
The situation was different from a regular game.
Rather than hunting for the best items, reducing the number of others through quick farming took top priority.
"Isn't it better to thin out the numbers before everyone lands from the parachutes?"
As Lee Gyeongbok laughed and dashed off, the viewers laughed along.
― Hah ㅋㅋㅋㅋ IRL viewing opportunity instant kill?
― Evil, so evil!
― Seriously, you need skill to view in person too
― For real ㅋㅋ Even the fans need to be [Per][Fec][T]~
― Is this how you should treat your subscribers?
Ignoring the teasing in the chat window, he searched for items. But on the first floor of the school, only guns and magazines were scattered across the classroom floor; unfortunately, he saw no gun attachments.
― Huh?
― Why did a dodgeball spawn?
― Dodgeballs are supply items, aren't they?
― What's going on what's going on
The viewers quickly voiced their doubts. Supply items were originally meant to appear only in 'supply boxes' that fell from the sky.
Seeing the question marks popping up in the chat window, Lee Gyeongbok answered.
"The previous games all ended before any supply items could drop, right? So for this game, I set it so that supply items could spawn too."
Unlike standard matches, in practice games the player could alter the settings.
― Yeah, this is a practice game
― What's with the lucky first supply item find!
― But isn't this also a disadvantage for Godple?
― For real ㅋㅋ Other participants can grab supply items too
― Handicap? Actually, that's a good thing.
If it were a regular game, maybe it'd be different, but wasn't this a 1:99 event match now? Benefits being given to every player was basically a disadvantage for Lee Gyeongbok.
Even so, he was completely unfazed.
"At least this much, right? Otherwise, my subscribers won't get motivated."
― Hah ㅋㅋㅋㅋ facts
― Wow! Such spirit
― Fool! He only cares about his subscribers!
-???: Without supply items, it's too boring
-???: The important thing isn't your gear, it's your wits
-???: No matter what you bring, it's useless
― Look at the viewers getting all twisted ㅋㅋ Like pretzels ㅋㅋㅋ
Laughing off the audience's reactions, Lee Gyeongbok immediately stood by the window. Despite hurrying, most people had already landed.
But there were still a few parachuting down.
They were Lee Gyeongbok's targets.
"They must've opened their parachutes early because they're scared of heights, right? I'll help you overcome that fear."
His comment caused more question marks to spread through the chat. But then, Lee Gyeongbok pulled the trigger.
Because it was a submachine gun, a rattling sound came as bullets sprayed out. However, no kill messages appeared.
― What? What's he hinting at?
― Hah ㅋㅋㅋ even Purple messes up?
― Maybe he was just trying to startle them? ㅋㅋㅋ
― No, no, a god never makes mistakes ㅋㅋ
― For real ㅋㅋ there must be a reason
The viewers were busy speculating about the meaning behind his move.
"Uwaaaaagh!"
"Uhhh!"
"Nooooo!"
Suddenly, a chorus of screams exploded, prompting more puzzled question marks in the chat window.
― Why did the parachutes suddenly snap?
― Huh? No way ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― No, did he just cut someone's parachute lines with a dodgeball?
― Does that even make sense?
― Is it becoming a host?
― Literal translation viewer strikes again ㅋㅋㅋ
― Hah ㅋㅋㅋ It only makes sense because it's Godple
Lee Gyeongbok checked the chat window and nodded lightly.
"Isn't hitting parachute cords easier than pulling grenade pins?"
― Hah ㅋㅋㅋ that's true
― Now that you mention it, you can't argue
― There's a laser sight, but does that even help?
― He's only made legendary moments since the start ㅋㅋㅋ
Despite the explanation, viewers were stunned.
[SYSTEM 》Ground》 PerfectPunchMachine]
[SYSTEM 》Ground》 Purple's Command]
...
Soon, a flood of kill messages appeared. There were nine in total.
― Insane ㅋㅋㅋ did he really hit all those in a row?
― First time using a dodgeball?
― Yup, first time with that supply item ㅋㅋㅋ
― First time (9 kills)
― Technically, it counts as death by falling ㅋㅋ
― Huh? Do you just hate giving out game start prizes that much?
― Game start skipped (10 deaths)
― Hah ㅋㅋ do you hate giving out prize money that much!
As viewers started teasing him for being stingy, Lee Gyeongbok snorted.
"Wouldn't it be better if the prizes went to those who fought and fell to me?"
― Facts
― Only an honorable death has value!
― Death by falling was just a mistake^^
― For real ㅋㅋ If it's Purple, he'd survive even falling from a parachute.
― No way ㅋㅋ you think he'd live ㅋㅋㅋ
― Somehow, I feel like he could
Leaving the lively chat behind, Lee Gyeongbok quickly searched another classroom. There were still 40 fans targeting him, so he needed to secure more bullets.
But the submachine gun Lee Gyeongbok had found used an unusual ammo type, different from other guns.
― Ah, as expected, 7.62 rounds are hard to find.
― Really low supply rates, as expected ㅋㅋㅋ
-5.56 rounds are everywhere, though ㅋㅋㅋ
― Must be because it's a supply item
― Can he finish things with the ammo left?
― Maybe find a pistol for now?
― How come only medkits and energy drinks are appearing?
― This round's luck is low, huh
Some viewers expressed concerns about this situation. No matter how good he was, facing 40 fans with scarce ammo was no easy task.
But Lee Gyeongbok didn't worry. Remembering the feeling when he first found the gun, he tuned into that sense.
'... This is it!'
A sensation from the third floor.
He dashed up the stairs to the bullet's location. But when he arrived, it wasn't just bullets there.
"Huh?"
He locked eyes with a man crouched on the floor picking up items.
― Hah ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― Got caught right away?
― Was he farming from the top floor to avoid bumping into anyone? ㅋㅋ
― Look at that shocked face ㅋㅋ
Lee Gyeongbok sensed a positive vibe from the man. He was a fan who loved him, and that sensation overlapped with the sixth sense he got from items, making it hard to notice his presence.
Time that seemed frozen suddenly started moving again.
"Nice to meet you!"
But even for a fan, Lee Gyeongbok showed no mercy. In fact, precisely because it was a fan, he responded even more genuinely.
Startled, the fan pulled out a pistol, but Lee Gyeongbok quickly vaulted over a scattered desk to approach.
"Whoa!"
"It was nice meeting you."
In an instant, Lee Gyeongbok twisted the man's wrist and turned the muzzle. The pistol, which should've been aimed at Lee Gyeongbok, was now aiming at the fan's own glabella.
Bang—the crack of a shot sounded and the fan's body collapsed.
[HanwoobodaChicken 》D.eagle》 HanwoobodaChicken]
The following kill message was logged as a suicide.
― Why was that so fast ㅋㅋㅋ
-5-second fan meet-up ends in a flash ㅋㅋㅋ
― Hah ㅋㅋ even this was counted as suicide
― So ruthless! Do you hate giving out prize money this much!
-???: If you can't even draw your gun, you aren't qualified to win the prize.
― Hah, if you want to make money, you need to have skills first
Viewers were amazed by how quickly the situation ended, while many continued painting Lee Gyeongbok as a cheapskate in chat.
"Oh, good idea. Stream snipers, are you watching? If I don't draw my gun, you don't get any prize money—so try harder."
― He actually said it?
― How's that for personality;;;
― Did you really think money comes easily out of [Black Company]?
― For real ㅋㅋ Is it easy to get money out of [Black Company][Pur][Ple]?
― Look at him seamlessly sending a message to stream snipers ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― Now that's confidence
After finishing his line, Lee Gyeongbok looted the fallen fan.
"Wow, you really farmed well. I have plenty of medkits, so I'll take the pistol and flashbang. Isn't this what you call tribute from fans?"
― This is tribute...?
― Tribute (forced)
― The otherworldly version of tribute, haha ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― We've socially agreed to call that 'protection money';;
― If you get caught by [Black Company], they'll drain you dry!
Lee Gyeongbok just laughed at the comments—until his eyes widened. He had discovered an unexpected item on the dead fan's body.
Holding it up, he asked,
"Is this it? The literal bulletproof item?"
It was none other than the 'frying pan,' the symbol of the Gunner Ground hardcore gamers.
* * *
Meanwhile, not all the fans who arrived at school got the chance to loot. There were no remaining items even if they wanted to farm.
From the start, it was natural for items to be scarce since fifty people rarely crowded one area.
As a result, fans who failed to loot could only go after gear from other fans who died first.
So everyone flocked to the school building, the main battleground, but the player 'PerfectViewer' gave up on even that.
'Better to watch in hiding than die early for no reason.'
She gazed out the window through the only item she'd managed to grab—an 8x scope. Luckily, from where she hid in the gym, she had a clear view toward the school.
'It's really art, real art...'
Centered in the scope was her idol, Purple. He was moving like a special ops soldier in an action film.
Maintaining a flawless defensive posture, he took out enemies appearing on the stairs with pinpoint headshots.
'So sexy.'
Even she, with no military knowledge at all, was amazed. When the muzzle flashed, enemies dropped to the floor before they could even pull their own triggers.
'No one can beat our Purple-nim!'
Some fans, like her, hadn't found a gun. They tried to ambush Purple by hiding in classrooms.
But as if he already knew their positions, Purple kicked or pistol-whipped them into unconsciousness.
'He's so perfect. How is he so awesome?'
And that's not all.
Pressing unconscious enemies into service as human shields, eliminating enemies appearing at awkward angles from down the hallway—each move was flawless, neither a single mistake nor a single hesitation.
None of the fans who entered the school survived their encounter with him.
'Seems like the school's all cleared out now... wait!?'
The moment she adjusted her zoom to spot other fans, someone on the first floor yanked a grenade and hurled it at a third-floor window.
A textbook crisis.
The moment her eyes widened, she saw Purple leap out the window without a trace of hesitation.
"Oh no!"
She let out a spontaneous cry and shot to her feet. But her worry faded quickly.
Purple grabbed the second-floor window frame mid-air.
"Unbelievable...!"
Again, she muttered out loud in astonishment. Was that even possible? But it just happened before her eyes.
With a booming explosion, all the third-floor corridor windows shattered and glass rained down. In the chaos, Purple—hanging from the second-floor ledge—fired his pistol.
The fan who'd thrown the grenade collapsed on the spot.
"Wow... that's just too cool."
Goosebumps rippled down her spine, but she quickly stuck her eye back to the scope.
'Wait, is he headed this way right now?'
Landing on the first floor, Purple started crossing the schoolyard. The thought of meeting Purple face-to-face set her heart racing.
But before long, Purple veered away. Shots suddenly blazed at his previous location.
'Ah, the gym!'
With a snap, she swung her gaze to the gym. Fans who'd been waiting for Purple were showering bullets where he would've come out.
'Is he a god? How does he avoid all that!?'
Amazingly, Purple evaded the kill zone with time to spare. He didn't just dodge—he responded with accurate return fire, even while running.
Every squeeze of his trigger left another fan in the gym sprawling.
'Skill, composure, mental game—he's flawless. Seriously perfect.'
Even running full speed, he showed off pinpoint marksmanship with a submachine gun. Under a hail of gunfire, he didn't flinch or panic, instead countering with instant decisions and snap judgment.
He was a man impossible not to fall for, a man who mesmerized everyone just by being on screen.
'He's coming, he's coming! What do I do!?'
Now, with the battle wrapping up, Purple was heading straight for the gym. She frantically hurried downstairs, unwilling to miss her chance to meet him in person. Her heart pounded as if it would burst.
And at last—
With a screech, the gym door slid open and in he walked.
"Oh? You're unarmed?"
It was the first thing Purple said, genuinely surprised to see her empty-handed.
In contrast, her mind had gone utterly blank.
'What do I do!? What should I say?'
It hadn't been hard to say something while on the plane, mixed in with the other fans. But one-on-one, just facing him made her almost stop breathing.
"Um, nice to meet you. But don't you think it'd be pretty bad if I just killed someone completely unarmed?"
Of course, Purple spoke without a care. It wasn't just a line for her.
'Makes sense...'
He was mid-broadcast, and it was his duty to entertain viewers. Purple wasn't someone only she could have to herself.
But just for now, she was the only one sharing space with him.
For her, that alone was already enough.
"Uh, hi..."
As she summoned her courage to reply, she caught a glimpse through the window behind Purple—the roof of the gym, where someone lay prone.
'A sniper!'
Eyes wide, she tried to warn him. But before she could cry out, the window shattered with a crash.
Shocked, she squeezed her eyes shut. Instead, she heard a very odd sound.
'Clang?'
She opened her eyes again at the metallic sound. Purple was standing in front of her, frowning slightly.
And, right in front of her eyes, was the frying pan.
'Did he... just save me?'
Judging by the trajectory, that sniper round had been meant for her, not Purple.
"You need more sniper practice."
With that, he stowed the frying pan and immediately grabbed his submachine gun. With a burst of gunfire, the sniper on the roof tumbled down.
* * *
Lee Gyeongbok checked that the sniper was dead, then turned around.
― No way;;; how did he block that?
― He blocked a sniper shot from behind with a frying pan?
― Honestly, am I just a brain in a jar? If this is all a fantasy made by a mad scientist...
― Oh, I get it. The mad scientist is actually Purple ㅋㅋㅋ
― I think I took the blue pill by mistake, someone hand me the red one!
― Was this all a Rickt show?
― Good morning, good afternoon, good night.
― Viewers making movie references ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
Viewers could hardly believe what just happened.
It was indoors, even at a distance, so gunshots shouldn't even have been audible. And yet Lee Gyeongbok blocked a sniper shot with a frying pan.
"Oh, this time I got help from this person. I noticed from her gaze and expression."
Lee Gyeongbok responded calmly. Again, the chat window filled with question marks.
― How is that even possible?
― Maybe asking if it's possible in a Godple stream is the dumbest question?
― For real ㅋㅋ Who argues possibility with God?
― If he's already done it, why ask? ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― No way;; It just doesn't make sense!
― Grandpa, kids these days don't care about 'making sense'!
Lee Gyeongbok offered no further explanation. There was no way to explain it anyway.
Instead, he focused on the fan before him.
"Now, perfectViewer-nim? You're the last survivor from the school. Is there anything you want?"
Chat instantly switched to a different mood.
― Why's that so sweet!
― Even Purple can't help being a man, huh...
― Fact: Purple has always been a gentle guy.
― For real ㅋㅋ He even melted Sandra
― Anyone who hasn't watched all of Purple channel ought to hang their heads.
Just as the viewers prepared to tease him again, Lee Gyeongbok let out an awkward laugh.
"No, I just mean—she's unarmed. If she'd charged at me, I'd have dealt with her right away."
"I—I, um..."
The fan hesitantly spoke. Lee Gyeongbok leaned in to listen.
"Ah, I see, I see."
"I mentioned it on the plane too. Um, if it's all right... could you headshot me once with your fist...?"
With that, Lee Gyeongbok blinked in surprise.
"Oh, you were that person!"
― Hah ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― It was the viewer shouting on the plane ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― Madness, my old friend!
― Is she nuts or what ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― Ah, even our viewer went [Per][Fec][T].
It dawned on both Lee Gyeongbok and the audience: she'd been one of the die-hard fans shouting earlier on the plane.
"I'm sorry if it's rude..."
"No, no, it's fine. Earlier in the classroom, someone rushed me and asked what color underwear I was wearing."
As she pouted, Lee Gyeongbok waved his hands.
― For real ㅋㅋ That was hilarious
― The obsession with shirtless-fans is kind of scary!
― Even threw a grenade saying 'Ohhooho I love it' earlier ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― All the hardcore viewers are gathered here ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― Even thinking of it now makes me laugh. I was in stitches.
It wasn't just her—he'd already encountered other passionate fans and gotten used to it.
Remembering them, Lee Gyeongbok chuckled before answering awkwardly.
"Well, but even so, I can't hit someone unarmed who hasn't attacked. How about going for the survival prize instead?"
"I don't need the prize! If that's the case...!"
Maybe she didn't want to lose to the other hardcore fans. With sudden determination, she lunged at Lee Gyeongbok.
And her wish was granted.
― Ka, counter hit!
― Immediate wish fulfillment ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
― So if you attack, it's fair game!?
― What kind of personality is that ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-???: I don't forgive those who attack me—fan or not!
― Viewer or not! I have my counter punch!
― That's [Black Company] for you!
Lee Gyeongbok knocked her out with a clean counter hook. He shrugged and grinned awkwardly.
"I'll leave the cleanup to the blue zone. Let's move on."
With 40 players out, the blue zone had already started shrinking the safe zone.
Lee Gyeongbok quickly left the gym and followed his sixth sense. Soon, he found a vehicle at the end.
"As befits a school, there's a school bus."
A yellow school bus.
― Hah ㅋㅋㅋ real bus driver route
― Show us zero-to-sixty bus driver skills!
― No luck with loot, great luck with vehicles ㅋㅋㅋ
― Best vehicle for durability, nuts
― An empty bus with no passengers ㅋㅋ
"True. Next time I'll consider a squad participation stream too."
Replying to chat, Lee Gyeongbok hopped into the driver's seat and opened his map to find the center of the new safe zone.
"Okay, next stop: Uptown, uptown Station."
Unlike Downtown, which was full of two-story buildings, uptown had mostly three- and four-story city blocks.
Uptown was his destination.