Genius’s Godlike Game Broadcast-Chapter 47 : Over The Perfect (4)

Over The Perfect (4)
Lee Gyeongbok's sixth sense detected a sharp, pricking hostility, like being stabbed by thorns.
'They must've figured out my location.'
He had already expected the murderous intent flying at him from all directions. Since he had made such a flashy entrance with an aerial bombing, it would have been strange if the stream snipers and bounty hunters in other buildings weren't aware of his arrival.
So, it was only natural that the enemy started sniping at him first.
Along with gunshots, concrete shrapnel from the railing where he took cover began to fly.
― Wow lol Why are there so many campers among the contestants
― This is kinda tough hddd
― Fr Snipe matches are all about the first shot
― Step out and you'll be immediately deleted
A few viewers quickly understood the current situation. In a sniping battle, identifying the enemy's position first was critical, and Lee Gyeongbok had completely exposed his location from the very start.
On top of that, he was outnumbered. A normal person would have immediately sensed defeat.
― Godple, can he...!
― Will he be [Perfect] in this situation too?
-[Purplelelujah]! We believe!
-lol Whatever happens, he's gonna win anyway
But Lee Gyeongbok was anything but ordinary, so the viewers did not worry too much.
"Everyone seems to want to see my face, but I want to see yours too."
Just as they expected, Lee Gyeongbok did not lose his composure. He cracked a quip and immediately headed downstairs to the second floor.
His move filled the chat window with question marks.
― Hyung?
― Wait;;; isn't this even worse?
― There's no angle down there!
― He must be trying to distract them, right?
-lol Why are there so many noobs here
Another key element in a sniping match was elevation. Of course, it's easier to shoot down from above than to shoot up from below.
But Lee Gyeongbok pressed his body against the window on the lower second floor, even lower than the other contestants.
He took a deep breath and immediately aimed his muzzle. Almost at the same time, he pulled the trigger.
As the glass shattered with a crash, Lee Gyeongbok moved to a new spot without even looking back.
-????
― Where's he going?
― Was that a fake out?
― Is he finally showing off his brains too!
The viewers concluded he was deliberately firing a warning shot to confuse the enemy.
[Perfectplay 》AWM-300》 InvincibleAssassin (HEAD SHOT!)]
But that only held until a kill message popped up.
― What? What just happened?
― That was a headshot?
― Wait;; did he even aim just now?
― I didn't even see him zoom in hddd
― He got an angle from there?
The chat was full of question marks and confusion. Meanwhile, Lee Gyeongbok silently moved to another window, repeating the same action.
[Perfectplay 》AWM-300》 VeteranEnlistment (HEAD SHOT!)]
[Perfectplay 》AWM-300》 SandyRingBangBang (HEAD SHOT!)]
[Perfectplay 》AWM-300》 LeadInYourHead (HEAD SHOT!)]
With each move, a new kill message appeared.
― What the heck is this!
― Hacks? Are there even hacks in GunG?
― The places Godple is always get nuked anyway, so I guess it's a core after all hddd
― Wow he's doing quickscope in GunG?
― No, this is just pure zoom, not panic zoom lol
Amid all the chaos in chat, a few eagle-eyed viewers figured out what Lee Gyeongbok was doing.
'Pazoom' and 'soonzzoom'—short for 'fast zoom' and 'instant zoom.'
The official name was 'quick scope,' referring to firing at the same moment as you scope in.
― You can quickscope in GunG?
― No way, ㅅㅂ It's not even close range, that's all long range
― That's not physical, that's magical, lol
But in Gunner Ground, with its intricate ballistics, this was a technique almost never seen.
And even if you tried, it was only viable at close range, where the hit area was large.
It was nearly impossible to pull off at long range, especially with variable elevation requiring precision, like in Lee Gyeongbok's situation.
― Godple! Stop being so good! Godple! Stop being so good!
-lol Is there really nothing he can't do?
― Seeing someone this omnipotent, he really is a god, yeah
― The sickest part is he immediately moves after every shot, lol
-???: It's [Per][fect] because if I shoot, it hits.
Lee Gyeongbok watched the chat reactions and wore a faint smile as he reloaded his magazine.
'A little disappointing.'
He soon frowned a bit. Through his sixth sense, he could feel the enemies' movements in detail.
Apparently, they had changed their strategy and abandoned the rooftop to hide inside the building.
'If I'd had more ammo, I could have taken care of them all.'
The consecutive kill messages were proof they'd given up fighting. The hunters who had joined for the bounty were now aiming for the survival bonus, not the kill bonus.
'That means the ones heading my way now are the snipers.'
Some, instead of hiding, were leaving their buildings and approaching the one he was in.
As if to prove his point, the unpleasant sensation grew stronger as the distance between them shrank.
― Oh? I heard footsteps.
― Did they give up on the snipe match?
― Hyung! Hurry up, get outta there!
― This is a 100% grenade angle;;
-lol Backseaters are wild tonight
― Come on, godple's got it covered.
Soon, one even got close enough for the viewers to notice. The enemy's move was so obvious that everyone could see it coming.
Tossing an explosive into the building to flush him out. In situations like this, it was the surest tactic.
Camping or 'real estate meta' was always vulnerable to throwables.
"I..."
Lee Gyeongbok started speaking as he stood. But instead of fleeing, he ran straight toward the window where his opponent was.
"This kind of tribute..."
At that exact moment, a grenade thrown from below appeared before his eyes. Lee Gyeongbok didn't even blink. He grabbed his frying pan.
"Is just too much for me!"
Beaming with a bright grin, he smashed the grenade like it was a tennis ball.
With an explosive sound, stunning recoil echoed all the way up his wrist.
If it had been a real-life frying pan, he wouldn't have been able to block it, but in Gunner Ground, frying pans were completely bulletproof.
"Arghhh!"
[ProGamerKiller 》Frag Grenade》 ProGamerKiller]
Soon, a scream rose up from below, accompanied by a kill message.
― Holy?
-lol Did he really just block that with a frying pan?
― Wait;;; is that even possible?
― In Godple's broadcast, 'possible' is banned~
-lol It just keeps happening
― Editor! Please make a 'possible' emote!
― So freaking satisfying lololol
The audience reacted instantly.
― This stream breaks my imagination every minute lol
― I once blocked a bullet by accident, but a grenade, lololol
― Normal people would jump away instantly, right? lol
― Nobody, absolutely nobody: Godple! lol
-lol It's a play nobody's ever seen before
-lol Who even thinks of smacking back a grenade!
― This is about to become a new challenge!
― Grenade smash challenge, perfect lol
Lee Gyeongbok checked chat and answered lightly.
"As you can see, it's not that hard. Just stay calm and take the shot."
-lol I'm not falling for that anymore!
― Deceit god Godple......!
― How does anyone stay calm in that situation lolol
― From a god's perspective, it's probably easy ^ ^
― Remember, viewers are mere sparrows next to him!
-lol Godple's not even a stork, he's giraffe tier
― Those legs outclass everyone
While the viewers chattered, Lee Gyeongbok dealt with anyone approaching from other directions.
Soon, the only ones left were those hiding in the other buildings.
"Well, I guess it's time for hide and seek now,"
Lee Gyeongbok left the building, determined to track them down.
'If I just wait, the broadcast won't be any fun...'
And above all, he wanted a real fan, who had participated for his sake, to win the survival bonus if possible.
-lolololol
― Stream snipers, you better run!
― Hide well~ Ready or not, Bang!
-lol Is he just gonna shoot everyone he sees
― It turned into a pockmarked game, huh?
-lol How is this even battle royale?
Tracking down the hidden contestants wasn't hard. Lee Gyeongbok steadily reduced the number of survivors in uptown.
"Let's see... I guess there's just one left."
He counted effortlessly and spoke. But the viewers couldn't understand.
-???
― How does he even know that, hddd
― Of course, because he's God
― Was he secretly wallhacking? lol
How could he know how many were left, scattered and hiding in different buildings? Lee Gyeongbok had his sixth sense, but he couldn't explain that.
"I counted when they dropped into uptown."
― Wait;;; He could see all that during the drop?
-lol So he's been counting kills in his head all this time?
― My inner kill list, wow
― That's not a killer smile, that's a murderer's grin hddd
― Cold. Ruthless!
― Demon: Huh? You want me to learn from Purple?
With chat riding him, Lee Gyeongbok snorted as he climbed the stairs.
'He's waiting.'
The enemy must have noticed from the constant kill messages that he was hunting the hidden ones himself. It looked like rather than hiding, he was preparing for one big counterattack.
He was sure the instant he showed himself on the stairs, he'd be fired upon. Unfortunately for his opponent, anyone else might have had a chance, but not against Lee Gyeongbok.
As he slowly ascended the stairs, he suddenly sped up. The enemy, startled, pulled the trigger.
Lee Gyeongbok used his pre-read frying pan to deflect the bullet's trajectory. With a *clang* and a metallic sound, the ricochet—
"Urk!"
—lodged itself right in the head of the prone, aiming opponent.
― What is that?
― Holy????
-lolololololol
― Don't tell me he planned that too?
― This is insane lolololol
― For real, that gave me goosebumps rofl
― Even for him, this is too much lol
After checking the flood of chat, Lee Gyeongbok wrinkled his nose a bit.
'Maybe that was a bit much?'
He did anticipate and match the trajectory with his sixth sense. But with all the crazy stunts he'd shown so far, by now his audience's response had gone way beyond admiration to total shock.
"No, honestly, even I was surprised. Did that really just work?"
Feigning indignation, Lee Gyeongbok blinked.
-lololol
― God's luck, let's be real
-lol Even Godple needs some luck
― Fact: Godple's luck has always been [Per][fect].
-lol Yeah
― If you see him win 100 subs, isn't it obvious?
-lolol He literally has no weaknesses
The audience immediately responded as if they'd been expecting that.
It did not take long after that for the match to wrap up. The rest died before even reaching uptown thanks to the active field.
― In the end, the medkit meta decided the prize lolol
-lol Step into Godple's zone and die instantly
― Keeping distance was actually smart
― No way! The prize will be sweet
Survival rankings basically came down to who had the most healing items left.
[Perfectplay]
[I have triumphed! Tonight's dinner shall be Korean beef!]
[Rank #1 / 72 kills]
Once he was the final survivor, the result screen appeared.
-72 kills, lolol
― Even if it's a practice match, ssshhh
― If you count suicides, it's probably over 80, lolol
― A walking core confirmed, good game
-lol Core-tier fun
Even though the match ended, the room remained open, since it was a private practice game.
Thanks to that, Lee Gyeongbok continued the broadcast from the uptown rooftop.
"Well, that's the end of the first OTP. A heartfelt thank you to the 99 subscribers who participated, and to the 5,000 viewers who watched until now!"
With a big smile, Lee Gyeongbok spoke.
The viewer count had passed 5,000, setting a new record.
"And in case some of you picked up on it already, oTP isn't just for Gunner Ground. I'll host it irregularly in the future as well. I'm a little bummed no one beat me this time."
-lol That's annoying
-lol You know he's clowning because no one can beat him
― He's clearly teasing us, yeah?
― Enough with the bait! Enough! Enough!
― Will I ever see an OTP winner in my lifetime...?
-lol Impossible! Won't happen, even after death
― If you're dead, you can't watch anyway, right? lol
With the audience getting rowdy, Lee Gyeongbok's smile became even wider.
"But you'll keep trying, right? Because I'll be rolling over the prize money to the next tournament whenever nobody wins. Every time there's no winner, the pot grows!"
― Huh?
― For real?
-lol Purple knows how to do this
― Is this a lottery or something, lolol
― At least you have a chance of winning the lottery, ssshh
-lol There's a zero percent chance of beating Purple!
― If the pot gets big, won't big companies want in too?
-lol That'd be hilarious
Pleased by their excitement, Lee Gyeongbok nodded in satisfaction.
"Now, there's something I've prepared to show you all today."
His single phrase drew everyone's attention instantly. As the chat filled with question marks, Lee Gyeongbok took out a grenade and rolled it on the floor.
"For today's broadcast..."
At the same time, he drew his pistol and aimed at the rolling grenade. With a shot, the safety pin sprang off.
"...thank you for watching."
He sprinted forward, pulled out a frying pan, and threw it ahead. Then, launching off the ground—
He jumped on top of the frying pan, timed exactly to the grenade's detonation. With an ear-ringing boom, he rode the recoil atop the frying pan and was launched high into the sky.
"Thank you! TVa!"
Stretching out fully like he was greeting the world, he waved rapidly and ended the broadcast.
-lololololol
― Legend till the last second, lololol
― Is this a god's performance? Really?
― Art is explosion! Art is explosion! Art is explosion!
― Broadcast crashed (for real)
― What the heck was that, lol
-[Black Company]-style blackout ending lol
― Manager: He actually did it.
-lol Even the manager's shocked, lol
― Hilarious, seriously lol
With the screen fading to black, chat scrolled wildly.
* * *
Late at night.
In the dorm of Holycow team—the four who had targeted Purple.
All of them stared at the monitor with serious expressions.
"School's insane."
"Wow...is this guy even human?"
"I'm telling you, godple isn't just hype."
"Damn, regret not picking school with him?"
They were watching the replay footage from today's OTP. Since they'd participated themselves, they could view the raw in-game replays instead of edited clips.
They didn't need to review their own firefights with Purple, so they'd started watching from the school battle onward.
"Maybe I should learn boxing too?"
"Think that'll help?"
"I was tempted for a second, but honestly, you never get to melee in real games."
"You can tell, you'd just end up skipping rope all day."
They laughed at one friend's suggestion, but their faces soon turned serious again.
"Wow... the classroom was sick, but this, this is the real deal."
"How does he even step like that?"
"Look at his face. That composure. He's not even surprised?"
"Plus, he changed direction and counterfired instantly... He must have been thinking about lead shot."
Seeing Purple get ambushed in the gym, they couldn't help but admire him.
"Could you do this?"
"How do you headshot while running?"
"I'd just dive for cover."
"Wouldn't work here—there's no cover, you'd be dead."
"Exactly. Better to just fire suppressively—even if you miss, it's safer."
The four nodded, then suddenly turned when they noticed someone behind them.
"C-coach."
"You're here!"
"Wait, isn't it your day off today...?"
Standing behind them, in team uniform, was their coach.
"What about you? Weren't you all hyped for taking a break but now you're running analysis?"
Despite his words, the coach looked pleased. With the college league win and newly recruited rookies showing this much passion, what coach wouldn't be happy?
"But who is this? What team is he on?"
"Well, uh... he's not a pro gamer, actually."
"Huh?"
The coach's eyes went wide. However, the players replied honestly.
"It's Purple—he's a streamer."
"... A streamer?"
Immediately, the coach's glabella furrowed.
Even if more streamers are good at games lately, pros have their pride. How could pros learn from a streamer's play?
'Haaa, well, they're still kids...'
The coach quickly calmed himself. They were still college students and hadn't been in the industry long. They could still be unclear about the line between pro and 'other.'
'I'll just show them the difference myself.'
The coach decided to watch the replay personally. He intended to point out everything Purple lacked to his team.
Or so he thought.
"Wow..."
Suddenly, he realized he was deeply immersed in the footage. But with good reason.
'This is the skill level of a streamer?'
He had seen many pro gamers across his coaching career, but he hadn't seen anyone with this amount of talent.
Seeing his expression, the Holycow team smirked ever so slightly, as if it was their victory, too.
"Coach, do you wanna know what's even crazier?"
"What?"
"This guy—he's on his second day in GunG."
"What?!"
The coach shouted so loud it nearly shook the dorm. Even then, he could not close his gaping mouth in shock.
'Second day? Just his second day?'
His eyes darted fast. Regaining his strict demeanor, the coach looked at his team.
"He's really amazing, huh."
"Yeah, really..."
"Playing with someone like this makes you want to improve, right?"
"... Huh?"
"Good. Since we're all here, let's get right into ranked."
At the coach's words, the Holycow members hesitated.
"Wait, coach...!"
"We're supposed to have a day off!"
"We already went tryhard today!"
"Aargh..."
The coach paid no heed to their complaints.
"You punks. Do you even know what your team uniform means? 'Tier One'—didn't you come here to be the best?"
Holycow's contract was with 'Tier One,' the perennial top-two team in most eSports leagues.
Defeated, the four headed for their capsules. But the coach's mind was elsewhere.
'Purple...'
Those two syllables were etched deeply into his memory.