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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 15
Chapter Title: Blind Precision
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Seo-jun closed his eyes, stepped forward with his leading foot to seize control of the space, and slowly drew his sword downward.
No one watching could tell what profound intent lay hidden in that single step.
Scraaaape.
The tip of Seo-jun's sword touched the shield. Then it began scraping across the surface.
It wasn't slow at all, but it looked like a speed any AI could react to without issue.
Yet for some reason, the AI couldn't mount a proper defense.
Scraaaape.
The sword traced a line along the shield's surface before suddenly accelerating.
Slaaaash!
Seo-jun withdrew his now-useless blade and opened his eyes.
And then.
Crack!
The shield shattered, shards scattering in all directions.
It had all happened in just two seconds.
"Whoa! That's insane!"
Alpaca let out a yell.
??????
Did that actually work?
One at a time or what?
What the hell did we just witness? Chills...
"He found it! Eyes closed and all! What is this guy? A real alien?"
Alpaca clapped on reflex as he spoke.
His jaw had dropped so wide it couldn't possibly open any further.
For real lol
How does he even see that?
This is what genius looks like!
Finally looks like a true master lol
Fake. He checked yesterday, right?
"No way it's fake! Absolutely not. Up until a moment ago, I thought Seo-jun was just bluffing. But nope. Wow. What does he see? I couldn't spot a single one."
Lmao the wrong-betters are pissed
Why bet wrong? Why bet wrong? Why bet wrong?
The moment Seo-jun effectively shattered the shield—proving he could find the grain—55% of bets on "failure" were locked in for losses.
The chat began to descend into chaos.
Give me back my life savings! x3
This is a scam! x4
Host! That was my college tuition! Mercy once...
Our shared memories are getting deleted!!!!
From deranged viewers melting down.
Wrong-betters got wrecked lololol
Wrong-bet = coward
Should've trusted Unknown!
A chaotic melting pot of unhinged viewers and those mocking the wrong-betters.
It was a common sight. Part of the fun in channel point predictions.
By now, Seo-jun had approached Alpaca.
Alpaca glanced past him at the groggy guards and pieced it together.
Seo-jun had only temporarily neutralized them for communication's sake before coming here.
But the moment he arrived, he unleashed a wide-area taunt.
"Ahem. Yeah, why'd you all bet wrong, folks? Wow, someone dropped 250,000 points. ID KingSafeAsset? Not living up to the name, huh."
For reference, the channel point prediction system publicly shows the top bettor's nickname and amount.
And 250,000 points was the maximum single bet allowed.
Lolololololololol
Blasted 250k in one go lolololol
Bankrupt guy's ID is SafeAsset lololol
"And it's weird. Why are so many people happy? Isn't wrong-bet the only risky one?"
Seo-jun rattled off the betting stats.
"Let's see. Only 1% bet on me finding four or more, but is everyone chatting right now part of that 1%?"
What Seo-jun was really asking:
Are you safe?
Oof!
Wait, true?
Lmao after that one-shot success, he def knows something. 99% probably losing lol
At least we're all screwed together.
Seo-jun's words revived the frenzy of wrong-betters.
Even the mockers seemed doomed too, turning the mood into a festival.
Oh, you lost too? Hell yeah!
That kind of vibe.
"That's why I told you to trust and bet on me."
You said it too late ㅠㅠ
['Hope Circuit' generously donated 10,000 won!]
[Honestly, could be showboating? Might only find one more.]
Yeah, I'm already toast anyway
You think that's showboating? Lol
Broke it eyes closed. Eyes open? Probably a hundred. Fr fr
Seo-jun glanced at the donation, chuckled, picked up his sword, and headed back to the guards.
"Haha. Could be showboating. Sure. Of course."
Alpaca, having witnessed the whole exchange, let out a quiet sigh of admiration.
He'd teased the viewers without earning hate, seamlessly advancing the stream.
"Whoa."
Seemed like he had talent for streaming, not just the game.
Honestly, Alpaca had figured he'd lead this collab.
But no.
[Viewers: 30,000]
A ton of people tuning in.
Seo-jun would definitely make his mark this time.
"You bastard! Not content with trespassing the estate, you dare shatter a Neville soldier's shield?!"
One groggy guard rose, sword pointed at Seo-jun.
The one who'd fallen beside him stood too, flanking him.
They planned a pincer attack, aiding each other.
It was one trait of these soldiers from the tutorial.
'Come to think of it, Drake's goons didn't pincer.'
Probably the difference between disorganized gang thugs five minutes before chaos and elite soldiers.
The more Seo-jun played, the deeper he fell for the game's charm.
'The detail is insane.'
Systems like parrying and grains let skilled fighters like him thrive. You could feel the devs' passion.
Plus, those wild assassination methods from community posts showed the freedom degree's limit.
The shield-less guard positioned behind the one still holding his.
'Parrying would make it easy.'
But viewers wanted shields and swords shattered together.
The last one was partly luck.
He hadn't narrowed the shield's grain candidates to one.
Picked one of three to scrape first—and hit jackpot, saving the clip.
Same for the sword.
In his mind.
Four curves traced the guard's longsword blade.
Follow any one, and the weapon breaks.
Seo-jun's instinct told him so.
Instinct: another sense, beyond conscious notice. Unconscious processing signals.
The more experience, the sharper it gets.
Example: flow state, where focus on study, games, or instruments erases self, surpassing limits.
That's unconscious overriding cognition.
So the unconscious isn't lacking—harness it.
Especially in chaotic combat.
'Even against just two guards now.'
Seo-jun zeroed in on his sword tip.
Then stepped.
"Block and strike...!"
As the shield-bearing guard closed in and shouted, Seo-jun exploited the slight opening, tracing the shield's grain he'd spotted earlier.
A clean stroke.
Crack!
The wooden shield split and shattered, splinters floating in the air.
Easy so far.
The now-shieldless guard panicked. The rear one eyed Seo-jun's opening and swung down.
'No.'
Seo-jun aimed to hit all four curves at once.
The descending blade arcing toward his forehead was tricky to finish in one go.
So he flicked it away.
No parry judgment.
Intentional.
The rebound sent his sword bouncing back, and the shieldless guard thrust from the right at Seo-jun's waist.
'Now.'
Seo-jun surged focus, raising his sword to align blade-to-blade in a straight line with the incoming thrust.
"Hup."
Blade flush against the foe's, he traced the curves like connecting constellations.
No relying on luck this time—a trick only Seo-jun could pull to destroy in one strike.
First line. Miss.
Second. Miss.
Third. Bad luck.
The guard's tip neared Seo-jun.
But he'd timed for this. No panic. Kept moving.
Just before waist contact. His sword barely finished the final curve.
Twaang!
The guard's sword shattered.
He'd found the grain.
Clatter.
Blade fragments splintered like glass, falling to the grass.
'Last one. Unlucky.'
Huuuuh.
Seo-jun exhaled deeply. Even for him, such precise, inefficient moves demanded massive focus.
Whoa insane
?????
Is this for real???
Mind blown. How tf did he do that???
Hooks flooded in instantly.
One-shot both again!
Like a movie scene lololol
This one looked brutal?
So cool oppa I'm in love. (heart eyes)
Seo-jun swatted the second guard's overhead like swatting flies, parried successfully, and finished both off.
Control skills are nuts lol
Alpaca's face rn = my face
Nah our faces
"Whoa! Seo-jun! I'm sold too."
Alpaca rushed to the deep-breathing Seo-jun.
"Seriously, how do you see that and move like that?"
Alpaca was hyped. That insane difficulty and dramatic flair.
'Gotta be this good to beat Shin Ha-yeon!'
Alpaca nearly blurted it, spilling the secret.
"Trade secret."
Seo-jun flashed a sly grin.
Actually curious lol
Ok alien vision for grains aside, how'd he build those skills? Curious af
He glanced at chat and chuckled.
Why would being an alien explain it?
Fyi only 3 days playing
What does he even do irl?
Legit wanna know his real job lol
"IRL? Hm. Ordinary 20s guy..."
"No way! Not ordinary."
Alpaca cut in from the side.
"Huh? Why not?"
"Nah, claiming ordinary with that face is false advertising."
?
Seo-jun hot?
Just streamer bro talk lol
Fr lol
Can't call a fellow streamer ugly
"Guys, that avatar Seo-jun's using? It's his real face."
????
??
Psh lololol
That skill + hot = broken af;;;
No balance patch?
Earth devs sleeping...
At least a little editing tho...
"No avatar tweaks. I saw it myself."
Nope don't believe it.
Gonna believe it's edited
Cap
"We'll do afterparty drinks at the studio with Seo-jun later. Why would I lie? Check then."
O?
Must be real lolol
Afterparty sounds fun
Seo-jun admired Alpaca's smooth way of giving reason to stick around till the end.
Then a donation pinged.
['ThatOne' generously donated 10,000 won!]
[He's small! I saw it!]
"Tsk."
Alpaca clicked his tongue, hand hovering over chat—then another donation surged.
['ThatOne' generously donated 100,000 won!]
[Keyo. Key.]
Alpaca turned to Seo-jun. Seo-jun shrugged—let it slide. Alpaca nodded.
"One-time mercy this time."
Manager just walked by with a knife lolololol
Almost banned
Paid bail instantly
You master it too lololol
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