Chapter 143
Bull’s eyes widened.
He realized the sound of metal colliding.
After recognizing the clear and resonant sound in his ears, his nerves instinctively focused on his eyes. Automatically, and quickly.
Since light traveled faster than sound, what was seen by the eyes would have seemed to come before what was heard by the ears, but human senses didn’t work like that.
Even if the perception of information through hearing was faster than sight, it was entirely possible.
So, in that fleeting moment, he found himself looking directly ahead slightly later.
And there it was.
Right in front of him was the enemy. The enemy emerging from the corner with a frying pan, and Sojun blocking precisely at the leg with that frying pan.
Through instinct, he grasped the situation that couldn’t be identified through sound alone.
He realized his own reflection was visible on the glass window beside him.
If he had just looked around a bit quicker, he might have been able to spot Sojun waiting by the corner and make use of that.
And though Sojun raised his left hand, aiming and firing his gun.
“So what are you going to do about it?”
What could he do other than shoot?
Bang!
Sojun fired immediately.
Their weapon was a pistol. There was a slight delay for rapid fire.
Bull just accepted the shot, preparing for the next move.
Anyway, getting hit didn’t matter.
A single 3-level helmet that spawns instead of multiple regular helmets provided an ample extra life for him. The vest was no different.
Hence, taking such a hit and fighting back was viable. Without it, Sojun blocking with his frying pan would’ve resulted in a fatal outcome.
But that’s not reality.
“Didn’t he retreat?”
Then die!
After less than a second of exchanging gunfire, it was his turn.
Sojun didn’t seem inclined to drag out or hide in the terrain.
“Damn it. Taking down all my teammates must have been enough for him?”
He fired at Sojun’s torso.
Bang!
Another unbelievable sound echoed.
Clang!
The sound was incredibly clear and resonant.
* * *
-???
-What is this?
-What am I even witnessing?
-Comrades from the Goblin’s side, am I the only one who’s experiencing this weird stream?
-Even the natives here seem to find it odd.
-The stream room is weird.
-No matter how much I wash my eyes, I keep seeing mirages. Who’s blocking bullets with a frying pan repeatedly?
-lol is this some collective hallucination? lolololololololol
In the chatroom, people exchanged words denying the reality they witnessed.
If it were the usual Sojun, he would have immediately corrected or engaged in different deception.
But not now. He couldn’t because he didn’t have the leeway to look at the chat.
Bang!
He had to focus on the situation in front of him.
The enemy’s arm moved, and after confirming the target, his finger moved.
Naturally, that target was Sojun.
It could have been a headshot or maybe the legs like earlier.
Or perhaps the exposed left arm that was hard to imagine or the broad chest might have been the target.
Anyway, as soon as the target was set.
Bang!
Sojun swung his arm accordingly.
Half a beat quicker. He couldn’t do it later. If he did?
Clang!
“Oh, this time the sound is different.”
He wouldn’t be able to block the bullet aimed at his head like he did now.
-Boss, nice shot!
-He’s truly insane…
-Parrying bullets with a frying pan lololololololololololol an absolutely ridiculous skill.
-Is it a sword? Is it a sword?
When Sojun first grabbed the frying pan, no, the sword, many comments had appeared in the chat.
Among them, what Sojun found most memorable was the suggestion that he should carry the frying pan on his person instead of keeping it in the inventory.
The reasoning was that, by chance, if an enemy shot at the area he carried it, the frying pan might luckily deflect it.
So Sojun pondered.
What if he deflected it intentionally instead of leaving it to luck?
This was the result.
Bang!
Sojun fired his gun, and Bull, whose health was depleted significantly, gritted his teeth and shot back.
Clang!
A cheerful sound echoed. It wasn’t that the bullet grazed him; rather, it hit near the center of the frying pan, creating that sound.
At the moment of collision, Sojun understood the fact through the vibration traveling to his fingertips.
“I’m starting to get a feel for it.”
He smiled contentedly, regaining his composure. Having a feel meant he could focus less from now on.
Because once he acquired a sense for something, he wouldn’t lose or forget it due to some mistake.
“How? No, I mean… ”
“Go ahead, take a shot.”
Bang!
Before the sound was heard, Sojun was already swinging the frying pan. This time, the target was his chest.
Just like that.
Clang!
The bullet ricocheted off to the left wall.
“You can do it like this.”
Truthfully, he was skeptical, but it was a reasonable level of difficulty to handle.
-Getting a feel for it? That means he’s planning to be cheeky lolololololol
-This guy is simply the parry god lolololololol
-Parrying bullets? Parrying bullets? Parrying bullets?
-I’m starting to fear the streamer
“This game’s Ground Zero physics are just delightful, aren’t they? Would you mind firing once more?”
Sojun requested of the enemy in front of him.
Bull, in dread, shot the gun.
Clang!
The frying pan, which had moved to the left, swung back and deflected the bullet again.
“Wow, wow… No way, how are you expecting me to handle this?”
-lolololol
-Playing like a scoundrel lol
-Streamer, have you ever had any interactions with Bull before?
-If you were going to say, ‘Haha, just kidding,’ it would be one thing, but asking, ‘Care to shoot again?’ is lolololololololol
-What a bad guy
-Not all A-Class players are the same!!! This is the streamer!
Despite his words, even as Sojun regained ease, bull wasn’t missing the opportunity.
On the contrary, he was actually pleased.
Because the more the opponent let their guard down, the higher his chances of winning became.
“I just need to hit once, just once.”
Bang!
Sojun’s attack, which had stopped, resumed. And Bull, placing trust in his 3-level helmet and vest, was waiting for that single mistake.
His health remained two-thirds. In that time, pierce through that impregnable frying pan.
However.
Head.
Clang!
Left leg.
“What a shame.”
Clang!
The hand holding the gun.
Clang!
Even though there might have been chances to dodge, Sojun opted to parry everything with the frying pan, steadily depleting his health.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
On the other hand, bullets lodged into the head and torso of Bull, repeatedly.
It was frustrating how he couldn’t touch the enemy, yet the enemy’s attacks connected with ease.
Driving him crazy.
He didn’t realize a frying pan could be such a good weapon.
Though he hadn’t played Ground Zero extensively, he had, like other players, played to some extent.
“Should I have brought a frying pan too?”
Eventually…
The opponent didn’t allow a single moment of carelessness. Watching the chat and occasionally responding.
Sojun shot Bull in the chest. His health was nearly depleted.
And Sojun began walking toward him.
“Is he seriously planning to finish me off with a frying pan?”
Bull decided to no longer shoot. He discreetly moved his left hand behind his back.
The distance between him and Sojun was closing.
With a sense of casualness, he pulled the pin from the grenade he had discreetly taken out from his waist.
“I’m not going down alone.”
Synchronizing his grenade throw with Sojun’s approach, he dropped it from behind.
Simulating a sudden gunfire gesture as well.
“He’s definitely going to try to deflect again this time!”
“What?”
But when Bull looked straight ahead, he momentarily lost control of his expression.
In front of him, he saw that Sojun had noticed and escaped into the adjacent room.
“Ha ha ha. What a… petty…”
Boom!
And thus, bull met his end.
* * *
“Ah, the grenade must have significantly reduced the equipment’s durability. I purposefully aimed all over the body, but it’s a bit disappointing.”
He lamented teasingly.
He had planned to finish with the frying pan. The viewers had requested it, and he found the frying pan to be quite appealing due to its solid impact.
“I didn’t anticipate the grenade self-destruction. Haha.”
He let his guard down.
-Is this supposed to be his first match?
-He took down two squads on his own, and it’s his first match?
-Why’s his aim so good?
-Forget the aim, that frying pan is just insane lol
-You’re probably the first to parry bullets head-on while playing a game, streamer. I respect you!
-Goblin punks! You lost to someone who deflects bullets! No shame! Be proud, Goblin!
“Well, it looks like I’m the only one left here now. Looting should be easy.”
Given that the deceased had done the majority of looting, he only needed to sift through the bodies.
In technical terms, when someone dies, a box appears instead of their name, and Sojun could loot through these boxes.
Sojun headed toward Bull first.
Opening the box brought up the interface, reminiscent of an inventory screen.
“Looting like this is much more convenient, isn’t it? Is this how you’re supposed to play this game?”
-lolololol
-Exactly
-If you can beat eight players without items, then yes, that’s the way to go lolololol
-Ah lol just give me a frying pan
Sojun checked Bull’s items. The helmet and vest were mostly worn out.
It was due to the power of the grenade that killed its user instantly.
“Can’t use this. Hmm, but there are quite a few medical kits and supplies.”
He continued to loot from other bodies as well. No helmets or vests were found, but he gathered a lot of medicinal supplies and maximized his health.
“Alright then, I’m heading underground. You’re telling me to keep the equipment since it’s not broken yet? It’s okay. I just need to avoid getting hit.”
He was ready.
-Because you just need to avoid getting hit lolololol
-But he really didn’t get hit, did he?
-No use for a level 3 pan
-The frying pan can’t cover your entire body lol
Sojun looked at the map and headed towards the spot’s largest building.
Bunkers are traditionally located in central areas.
In truth, a viewer had informed him. In a competition, it would have been problematic if they hadn’t.
“Oh.”
There was a teammate.
Sojun pulled out a walkie-talkie from his inventory.
Fzzzzk.
『Oh? Did you finally get it out! Sojun, we were counting on you!』
The teammate who responded right away was Rumi.
And what was she expecting?
『I was reading the chat while looting. They were saying how when you fell and took damage, it was all pre-planned! The commentators praised that, and a viewer relayed it to me!』
Uh.
That’s not true?
Frankly, he had descended haphazardly. Because he knew he would survive even if he fell, he had done so.
He was thinking, ‘Take full fall damage? I’ll take care of that after landing.’
Just like many students would rely on their future selves to handle homework for them.
He didn’t bother correcting her.
『Heading underground now?』
“Yes.”
『Did you get a lot of loot? Jealous.』
At those words, Sojun glanced at the frying pan in his right hand.
Quite satisfied.
“Yes.”
-lolol Truly well-found
-An exceptional sword
-There’s saying he’s better at using guns than a sword lol the sword is the best
-A legendary sword!
-Is that really a sword, guys?
-1. Can you hold it? Yes. 2. Can you swing it? Yes.
-So it’s fair to say Frying Pan is indeed a sword?
-What nonsense lol
『Did Bull mention he had a level 3 helmet? Since he’s dead, Oh my. No one can stop you now!』
Seems the information hasn’t been updated yet.
『You’ll know you can enter the bunker once the storm contraction notice comes up, right? Alpaca next to me is cheering for you! See you later.』
“Alright. See you later.”
After putting the walkie-talkie back in his inventory, Sojun checked the chat.
The viewers were currently arguing whether the frying pan was a sword or not.
Seriously.
Well, it was obvious, so why were they arguing?
So Sojun decided to settle it once and for all. Tossing the only gun he had to the side.
“Everyone, the frying pan is indeed a sword. Let me show you the evidence.”
『The storm will soon encompass the surroundings.』
With the notification, the door to the underground passage opened.
“Let’s go.”
-Indeed, that’s correct lol
-Giving yourself trouble again lol
-Why toss away that perfectly good gun with insane aim?
-Because he’s the Sword God (檢身)?
-That’s not the right character lololol
-But it makes sense, locking a sword in a sealed body? It really suits the streamer who’s always self-challenging
-So that was the origin of Sword God all along lololololol
-At any rate, Frying Pan is confirmed to be a sword
-If the streamer wins, it’s a sword
-What if he doesn’t?
-Then he’s simply Sword God (檢身)
-How about we call him foolish?
-lololol