───Bang! Bang! Bang!

“Position isn’t good…!”

Meanwhile, while Logan was sweeping up kills around the skill activation zone, surprisingly, Yujin was having quite a tough time.

She held no firearms in her hands. It was literally just an empty shell. The reason for this was quite simple—she had started in a location teeming with enemies, and naturally, she had gained an overwhelming advantage in the early skirmishes.

However, the firearm assets were limited, and it was inevitable that resources would deplete as more people than allowed flooded in. In short, about four people, including Yujin, had initially fought excitedly, but they soon lost all their ammunition and either made a hasty retreat or ended up getting knocked out by Yujin.

It would have been fortunate if that were the end of it, but enemies still swarmed the vicinity—which meant that other players had swept away almost all the early resources.

She had guns but no bullets.

Yujin’s chosen option was to make a run for it.

“No way, how can they be so fast!?”

Of course, Yujin’s fleeing skills could leave even seasoned players dumbfounded.

But that was all it was. Without bullets, it was all for naught.

Ultimately, Yujin felt the need to lighten her load until a proper weapon with ammunition emerged, so she hurled the heavy metal object named a gun away from her body.

“Gah!”

Crash!

It made an unsettling sound. It was a substantial hit, but unfortunately, it was blocked by a shield. However, Yujin had already evacuated from her previous position, and a half-beat later, fragments of shattered concrete sprang up from where she had been.

But she didn’t hesitate for long; the momentum didn’t falter. The enemy had already caught on to Yujin’s identity and seemed determined to take her down, regardless of any opportunity costs. In fact, that was indeed the case.

They aimed to eliminate her before she could pick up any remaining weapons.

Thus, both sides desperately kept widening and narrowing the distance between them.

At the end of this exchange was a small warehouse.

───Crash!

“Ugh.”

Just as she barely concealed herself behind cover, bullets flew in.

Yujin quickly surveyed her surroundings. However, the boxes that should have contained firearms were already opened, with only a couple of handguns scattered haphazardly on the ground. Still, that would allow for some degree of suppression.

Rolling to evade bullets, she grasped a handgun with a tight grip and began firing rapidly. It was a speed that made it hard to tell if it was a handgun at all. By the time she had emptied more than half of the Glock’s 17-round magazine, the enemy had sustained considerable damage and finally sought refuge behind cover.

After all, if more than nine bullets hit areas like the head and vital spots, it was inevitable they would suffer significant damage.

‘Extra magazines… maybe two?’

That was absurdly insufficient. Now that the enemy had received a heavy counterattack, they wouldn’t push hastily.

However, if she could break the shield, she could transition to close combat. Yujin’s focus peaked at that moment, and she calculated several pre-movement routes as she immediately charged.

The handgun and assault rifle erupted in a furious exchange of fire. A thunderous noise resonated from the not-so-large warehouse. Their skills were not entirely equal, but the difference in firepower closed the gap.

—Clang!

Running quickly while leaning back, Yujin slid into cover, simultaneously reloading her handgun. Her speed was so swift that afterimages were visible, and in reality, it did not affect her shooting at all.

Calculating the remaining bullets in her magazine, the enemy, who had been approaching her, awkwardly took several shots before barely managing to hide behind another cover, a look of disbelief on their face as they checked their remaining shield.

Only about 30% was left. And it was none other than from a handgun.

Realizing that it was not the time to calculate even the minimum remaining opportunity cost, they began using grenades. The clattering sound of the safety pins clashing flew into Yujin’s ears.

‘Where is it going to come from…?!’

But at that moment, the enemy moved in closer. Bullets flew towards each other once again. However, the opponent moved ambiguously as if determined to render Yujin unable to use her handgun, continuously depleting her ammunition.

The last magazine. With the magazine loaded and the hammer drawn back, Yujin’s finger moved once more. At this point, the enemy's estimated shield remaining was already below 20%. Thus, she repositioned to deliver the final blow as bullets crossed once more.

And at the moment the combat reached its peak, the enemy took a decisive gamble.

They threw not one, but two grenades.

At that point, Yujin had only one bullet left.

───Bang!

Kaang!

The last bullet hit beside one of the grenades, twisting its trajectory significantly, but another bomb flew in a parabola, about 20cm away from that, heading straight for Yujin.

Without hesitation, Yujin threw her handgun.

Before it could even hit the ground, the two grenades exploded in mid-air, scattering metal pellets like rays of sunlight. The shrapnel rained down on both sides’ shields, but the next moment, a sinister sound rang out as something shattered.

Not Yujin, but the enemy.

Their shield crumbled miserably under the accumulated damage.

However, even then, the enemy moved at an incredible speed the moment their shield was destroyed.

Hearing the sound of the clanking, they determined that no more bullets were flying in, so they stood up from cover and began to fire suppressive shots to seize the advantage.

But at that moment,

───Thwack!

“Gah…!”

Her head spun.

It wasn’t because she was hit by a bullet. But there was damage. And in that split second, the enemy took in Yujin’s figure—and something was clutched tightly in her hand.

A tool commonly found in the Aurora Power Plant. Among them, holding a small wrench, she unleashed it at invisible speeds, wearing a face that resembled that of a demon.

Of course, the damage from it was minor compared to a bullet, but that was only in comparison to bullets. Moreover, the aiming point was thrown off, making it impossible to hit the bullets that needed to connect.

But Yujin didn’t stop there. She had plenty of things to throw at the enemy rushing in while dodging the wrench, and there were many items within reach.

The next thing she grabbed was a sharp, pointed screwdriver.

—Thwook!

—[Notification: Left eye suffers a critical penetration wound. Status effect "Blindness" activated // Duration 3 minutes.]

In an instant, her left eye darkened. The weighty HP reduction signaled the severity of the situation.

In games, one might not realize it due to constantly firing bullets, but this was a disaster resulting from a meticulously implemented physics engine, as developers themselves would tell you—and such junk was indeed often used in traps.

But to throw one directly at her!

“Oh my God, what the hell is happening.”

But there were no gods.

And certainly, there were no gods for him.

After exhaling heavily, a tremendous force-infused screwdriver flew toward him from cover, and the first one pierced his neck, worsening the situation.

At the moment he fell to the ground, his finger, which had never left the trigger, became the second sacrifice. As that projectile penetrated his hand horizontally rather than vertically, his index finger became useless.

Yujin ruthlessly hurled screwdrivers like a killer returning to her old ways due to a single puppy, and unfortunately, they focused on the face, an area that couldn’t be covered by any bulletproof vest.

How long had it been? Perhaps five seconds passed.

“───Hah…”

Over five accessories decorated her face, glinting, before the enemy weakly let their arms droop and was ejected to the lobby, leaving only items behind.

Only then did Yujin breathe heavily. Despite not achieving much from the first match, that was just how life was. She remained tense but cautiously checked her surroundings. Awareness of her surroundings was her habit.

After about 30 seconds had passed with no sound, Yujin dropped the hammer she had been holding and added,

“Guess it’s good I didn’t have to use this.”

At the same time, she checked the ground. The debris left behind by the enemy.

There were about three magazines left and two grenades. It was clear that she had been the unluckiest one this round.

Letting out a sigh, she began putting on her gear.

“This should be enough trouble.”

To think the first combat on Friday would go like this.

Yujin chuckled in disbelief and suddenly checked the kill log that popped up on one side of the UI.

—[Eugene Killed Glorious with Screwdriver]

How meticulous of her.

I wonder if anyone in the history of the Final Championship or this game has ever died from a screwdriver, Yujin thought, quickly gathering her gear and leaving the spot.

Only the six screwdrivers scattered on the floor hinted at what had occurred there.

And—

[General] Wow, what the hell, LOL!

<The scene of Yujin brutally throwing screwdrivers>

Please stop, you psycho… I’m scared now….

[All Comments][By Registration]

—Should I give a thumbs up to those who saw this live? wwwwwwwwwwwwww

nAh, LOL!

nI’m not kidding, I almost crapped my pants while drinking at the pub, you crazy girl, LOL!

nYou too?

—How could a person kill someone with a screwdriver like that? LOL!

—The sound of John Wick giving a standing ovation can be heard from here, LOL!

—Teacher, I’m genuinely scared now. Please stop it, LOL!

—Fact: It means it's actually possible.

nAh, LOL!

nWe messed up! Please save us!!! We’ll work hard from now on and do well without screwing around!

nFighting off a horde like that, LOL!

nIt’s better to have a screwdriver in your eye than to be in prison, www.

—Wow, how many are you sticking into their face? LOL!

—The screwdrivers are sprouting from the face, wwwwwwwwwwww.

—I’m not kidding, it’s genuinely scary, LOL!

—Dice and Harmony are going to be horrified when they review the match results later, LOL!

n??? : What? I learned from someone like that?

nPeople become humble in the face of force…

nWho wouldn’t become humble when they turned someone into a flower arrangement? LOL!

—Living Point: Before this, I threw about five wrenches at their head.

nAnd I haven’t even pulled out the hammer yet.

nWait, a hammer? Please, teacher, LOL!

nDoes that mean the head looks like it can't even be a head in the eyes of Bi-yam?

nIf you mess around, that might happen, www.

—The fact that you prayed to a god just seconds before dying is hilarious, LOL!

nIf you don’t seek a god during such an incident, that would be legendary, www.

—My honest opinion: The most frightening thing is the screwdrivers on the ground.

nWe’ve decided to call that a dying message.

—Make sure to watch how she handled those two grenades before throwing screwdrivers.

nHonestly, where are the fools who didn’t watch today’s match? LOL!

“Teacher, what the hell is this.”

Stuttering.

At Madison Square Garden, a massive arena capable of holding 60,000 people. Among those enjoying the main event inside, the majority had their mouths agape. Some couldn’t even close their jaws, leading to a few heading to nearby medical camps in haste.

Fortunately, Harmony wasn’t that extreme, but her level of shock was certainly more than the others. The sight of Yujin throwing screwdrivers like shurikens or throwing knives was truly akin to a ghost.

Moreover, the fact that it wasn’t just a last-ditch effort shocked everyone. Had she lost even the minimum sense of judgment, Yujin would have thrown a screwdriver at the enemy whose shield hadn’t even gone down, and she wouldn’t have dealt any damage at all.

But in the end, she didn’t give up until the last moment, smashing the enemy’s shield with a handgun and grenades that weren’t even her own.

And she returned to square one.

“…Eh….”

Even while the match was in full swing, at least ten thousand people had rewatched the event repeatedly, and Harmony nearly got lost in it but barely managed to regain her senses.

As the shock of the screwdriver faded, the number of remaining players dwindled to below 50. The kill zone was rapidly shrinking, and Yujin, having barely acquired a gun, was already soaring—but that didn’t mean the match was proceeding smoothly like before.

Those who had risen after the shock of Thursday displayed a late reluctance to give up their skills, but that was not the end of it. They had been somewhat inoculated against the skills by analyzing Korea’s playstyle.

To think that they had only come to have some countermeasures—realistically, it was no more than a mere formality—against skills on the last day of the Final Championship was inevitable.

In any case, that wasn’t what mattered.

“Yikes….”

5,162,387.

In other words, the number of people watching the finale of the Final Championship through the broadcast room that Harmony opened.

And, of course, nearly all of them were discussing the shocking antics—or deadly gameplay—that Yujin had just demonstrated.

—That’s good, LOL! I got the clip! LOL!

—Phew, this is why I don’t do Dark Zone, LOL!

—Shut up, LOL!

—How can a person kill someone with a screwdriver like that? LOL!

—The sound of John Wick giving a standing ovation can be heard from here, LOL!

While leaving behind the raucous spectators, Harmony fell into deep thought.

Would Yujin’s EMP pulse be advantageous, or the bulletproof shield? One thing was certain, the former could disrupt the recovery of the bulletproof shield. Therefore, if Yujin managed to break the shield first, her chances of winning would be higher; if not, Logan’s chances would increase.

By the way, the fact that Logan was holding the bulletproof shield, which had been rumored to need nerfing, could perhaps—

“...Maybe they really plan to do it.”

Perhaps Dice didn’t just escape the sleeping polar bear, but rather pulled out its nose hairs and fled.

It wasn’t a particularly pleasant thought.

‘I should probably pray for Dice’s soul in advance.’

The sin of awakening a polar bear’s slumber would weigh heavily.