Chapter 344
When the raid began and people started dying off one by one.
-Haha, what’s this guy doing lol
-You’re telling me the order given after a nice long rest is to just die? lol
-His way of thinking is just on a different level from ours.
-Now he’s even tormenting his own sponsor? lol
Seo-jun took a deep breath.
He had already scanned the terrain once when the fighting started. The outer walls the enemy had added were clear in his mind.
Then, while listening to Buja, he roughly gauged the enemy’s positions.
He couldn’t know the details anyway.
As the battle went on, their head count and locations would keep shifting.
There was no need to drag this out.
“What the hell are you really trying to do?”
Taewoo, who kept attacking and hiding, asked Buja alongside him.
[Are you seriously just going to charge in? For real? You’ll get shot to pieces, torn to shreds, you know?]
For the record, it’s a game—you don’t actually get torn to shreds. No need to worry.
The gun Seo-jun was holding was a Tier 1 sniper rifle.
There was no scope.
“Yeah.”
The rate of fire was average. The magazine held four rounds, not five.
The damage wasn’t high, but if you avoided the helmet and landed a headshot, it was a one-hit kill.
Of course, pulling that off was extremely difficult.
When the wearer was in cover, the helmet’s protective area was maximized, blocking nearly everything.
To land a so-called headshot, you had to hit an incredibly tiny spot.
What Seo-jun was about to attempt was taking down the enemies with just this four-round magazine.
“What kind of strategy did you come up with, Jin Seo-jun!”
Seo-jun ignored Taewoo. In a critical situation, dopamine floods in, and people just spout whatever nonsense pops into their heads, even if they’re not actually curious.
‘Strategy?’
Overwhelming physical ability?
Yeah. If you want to call that a strategy, then it’s a strategy.
It was a daunting condition.
Seo-jun opened his eyes.
“Now.”
After giving the order to Buja, whose role was to draw out the enemies.
[Uwaaah! Here I go! Kyaaaah!]
He stood up, facing the danger of gunfire, and pulled the trigger at the tiny dots in the distance.
His vision shifted four times in an instant, as if flipping.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Four steady gunshots rang out.
-Kya!
-What the???
-lmaooooo
-This is totally broken... The streamer is seriously broken lol
There was no failure.
* * *
[Where on earth did he go?]
[I can’t pinpoint him.]
[Why isn’t he showing up? We need to watch our rear too. I’ve already swept the whole area.]
[I feel like I saw him around here earlier, maybe?]
Their coalition had split into teams and deployed them in each direction.
Radios only worked within teams, so if a whole team took one direction, relaying situational awareness didn’t work well.
Of course, being scattered like that meant attackers from the same side couldn’t communicate, which could cause confusion.
But if every team member was skilled enough to do their job, they could show an even higher level of coordination with just silent gestures, no words needed.
In a frantic situation, you can’t properly explain things with words anyway.
In any case, their topic of conversation was Seo-jun.
The person they needed to watch out for most—no, the reason they had gathered in the first place—had vanished.
This was a clear crisis.
[The upper north side is empty. It really seems like he went outside, what do you think?]
[Baek Doyul, you’re a good shot too.]
[But there are limits. We have the numbers and we have camps. If just one side gets breached, it’s all over.]
[Slayer team, we should now think about our alliance after the victory…]
And it was at that very moment.
[Huh?]
In the span of slightly less than one second, the same dying gasp erupted successively from three teams.
* * *
Click-clack.
He swapped out the magazine. The result of firing four rounds was that everyone in the direction he was responsible for was dead.
-Crazy bastard! Crazy bastard! Crazy bastard!
-He got all headshots right between the eyes, this is insane! lol
-Barely visible, how did he do that??
A clean sweep. Everyone’s attention had been fixed on Buja.
Perfect bait.
Buja died, and Seo-jun delivered revenge for him.
It wasn’t particularly hard.
‘They set up a camp, huh?’
Seo-jun was confident in his sniping skills.
‘I practiced hard before coming here.’
He was already a good shot, but adding practice changes everything.
His memory for actions is extraordinary, so the learning effect is maximized.
“North side is cut. Buja-nim. If you’ve respawned, put the items you dropped when you died into storage and get some rest.”
[Kya! Not a single regret for this life of mine!]
If Buja died one more time, he’d have to respawn somewhere else.
Just in case, they had hidden and set up multiple sleeping bags at other spots, but walking all the way back here from there was quite a hassle.
There was no need for him to go out and fight again.
[Buja-nim, could you come help over here?]
Hearing Joam’s request from below, Seo-jun moved without hesitation toward the direction Joam was covering.
It was the west side that Shisik-Corner was in charge of.
Shisik-Corner had already died once, so he had no choice but to be cautious, and because of that, Joam was having a harder time dealing with the enemies.
‘In the end, it’s a fight of kill or be killed. Right now, if you land your shots, that’s all that matters, isn’t it?’
There were fewer variables.
“Move aside.”
Seo-jun appeared from behind Shisik-Corner, thrusting his gun barrel forward.
Bang!
Bang!
After that, the situation was resolved in an instant.
It was a fleeting moment.
“Wow. So what if three teams team up? We’ve got the streamer, don’t we?”
“Oh, but they did set up a camp over there. Look, more are coming.”
Bang!
Since those who died to them from outside could respawn and continue the fight with items dropped on death, setting up a camp was a natural move, really.
But the opposing teams were currently trying to salvage as many items as possible and get back.
It wasn’t a completely easy fight.
After all, two parties had set up sleeping bags, so they had to deal with them once more.
Most of them died at least once.
Even Seo-jun himself did.
-I never thought the streamer would die...
-Geomseoun Fact: The streamer has actually experienced defeat long ago.
-How is that a Geomseoun fact, are you crazy, chat lol
-For real lol
-But it is kind of... geez. A streamer like him lost???
‘That guy landing a headshot on me too, that’s impressive.’
Actually, if he wanted to dodge, he could have canceled his attack and dodged.
Seo-jun knew the enemy had reacted in that miraculous split second and seized the attack opportunity.
He could have dodged.
But the opponent was the last remaining straggler, and Seo-jun pulled the trigger anyway.
The result was a love shot.
A cross counter occurred, and the two bullets precisely...
-They shot each other right between the eyes, kya!
-The raiders’ maximum output!
-That guy is crazy famous as a sniper, for real.
-He sure is a good shot, definitely.
-He got Baek Doyul too, right?
-Streamer cut! Streamer cut! Streamer cut!
After completely cleaning up the remnants, Seo-jun watched Baek Doyul and Taewoo go to loot the items from the sniper tower and spoke.
“Everyone, are you disappointed that I died?”
There were bound to be comments like that.
Sometimes he ignored them. But they were unavoidable.
‘Well.’
It was true he’d chosen the love shot to end things quickly because it was bothersome, but explaining it would just make it look bad.
Instead, Seo-jun said this.
“It’s because it’s a gun. Because it’s a gun. If it were a sword, I would never die. That’s why it’s necessary. The frying pan.”
-lolololol streamer’s excuse
-But isn’t he kinda right?
-What do you mean right lol
At that moment, Buja, standing behind him, felt a shiver.
Was it because he’d used him as bait to instantly take down four enemies?
No.
Was it because he’d acted like dying was no big deal and calmly finished off the remaining stragglers?
No.
It was simply...
‘Streamer... what on earth does he mean by needing a sword where he’s shooting to not die, and why is a frying pan a sword?’
She was a viewer too.
-Let’s go Tier 2! Let’s go frying pan!
-But you know what? Rather than getting raided, it’s kinda better to come raid and just take their weapon items like this.
-Oh, really? Are you a genius?
* * *
What were the reasons Seo-jun’s team was able to defend against the raid by three teams?
First, the attackers weren’t truly serious.
They assumed Seo-jun would go out on a raid and expected to hit an empty house.
So they hadn’t brought all their weapons. The same went for their personnel.
Actually, this was a natural choice, since failure was a possibility.
Second, they got careless. That happened once the three teams allied.
If the three teams hadn’t allied, they would have approached much more cautiously.
Third, defending is naturally more advantageous than attacking. You set up a house well-suited for killing enemies in advance and guard it. This time, there were also fewer variables.
But no matter the reasons, the fact remained that they were defeated, and while the cost wasn’t devastating, it barred them from entering the reset Tier 1 farming zone.
Seo-jun’s team secured the Tier 1 farming zone and headed to a Tier 2 farming zone.
With better weapons, they could now craft items that allowed them to harvest new resources, and then they went offline to sleep.
On a server with only one life, rest is also crucial.
For the sake of stamina management.
By the way, after the raid ended, Ha Yun-ho’s team moved their house.
So Seo-jun didn’t find them, and while he was resentful of the subcontractors’ desertion, he didn’t bother to go looking for them.
-If you went looking for them, streamer, you’d really be the bad guy lol
-For real lol
-Streamer.
“Alright then, second round of streamer broadcasting... Ah, but are there any more subcontractors...”
Seo-jun left the stream, his voice tinged with disappointment.
-Subcontractors? None.
-Why would there be?
-There’s no such thing as ‘subcontractors’ in the first place, streamer.
Except for two team members, their team logged off for the night.
They would take turns standing guard in two-hour shifts with two people each.
And during the day, they would gather again at their designated time before setting out to farm zones.
From now on, the long-term war had begun.
The next day, Seo-jun’s team farmed an additional Tier 2 zone without any further losses, nearly laying all the groundwork to advance into Tier 3.
Meanwhile, resources piled up steadily, and though Seo-jun didn’t go out on raids, he hunted down players he encountered while coming and going.
There were no raids server-wide, but everyone could feel the fierce sprint.
Seo-jun’s team was undoubtedly in the lead.
And on the dawn of the third day.
During guard duty time.
“The ant…”
As she sang that legendary masterpiece imbued with the sorrow of modern people, diligently mining ore, the person was none other than Ipdatkogemhaja.
“Today too…”
True to her nickname, she never played the game, working away diligently.
Buja, the other person on guard duty, was guarding the house.
So she had to mine even more resources. Since she was alone.
More than anything, this was the only thing she could do, wasn’t it?
She was quite happy and satisfied.
Even if it was an enormous amount of simple labor.
“…….”
“Work... Hup.”
While mining, someone’s voice reached her ears.
This was a very serious problem.
She hadn’t stopped by the house even once during the entire one and a half hours of continuous labor up to that point.
‘Please.’
If this gets taken away, she might just burst into sobs. Sobbing, while clutching stacks of money and running to the streamer.
Step, step, step.
‘Please!’
Lying flat in the bushes, unable to even breathe, she trembled in fear.
Fighting means dying.
And the moment the surroundings fell silent, she raised her head.
“……!”
“……!”
Their eyes met.
With an unknown enemy.
Silence flowed, and as she stared upward with eyes shaking violently...
The enemy looked away first.
“There’s nothing here! Let’s go!”
Then he shouted. To his teammate.
“Alright!”
‘Huh?’
And this scene was released to the world thanks to the request for recording it, since Seo-jun might use it later.
[Last Survival Guide]
==
Foreword.
To survive in Last, there are two rules.
I cannot guarantee that you will survive if you follow these two rules.
But I can guarantee that if you do not follow them, you will certainly be utterly ruined.
So keep these two rules firmly in mind.
1. Never, in any way, provoke him.
2. Never forget Rule 1.
==
Some user had begun creating a survival guide.