I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 131

I really fucking hate rain. I hated it even before getting dropped into this godforsaken place.

When it rains, you can barely see a clear sky, and the weather gets absurdly humid.

Especially during the monsoon season, the weather was scorching hot on its own, and the humidity went so out of control I thought I’d die.

If air conditioning hadn’t been invented, wouldn’t I have melted into goo long ago?

Kwareureung!!

"What absolute bullshit, crazy-ass weather."

I spat out curses as I watched the torrential downpour pouring so hard it nearly blocked my vision.

I went out of my way to pray for the rain to stop, but what the fuck was this?

Far from answering my prayer, it ripped a hole right through the sky.

This is why I fucking hate gods. I like religious people, but I hate gods.

’Does it really hate me so much that it’s telling me to go fuck myself?’

If so, that’s petty as fuck. I shook my head side to side.

Anyway, since it had been almost a week since the last rain, I had prepared thoroughly.

I covered the oven and furnace with waterproof tarps so they wouldn’t get soaked, and brought the fish buckets inside the cave.

It was a shame about the fish traps set up in the river, but I had no choice but to leave them be. It had been raining since morning.

Even I had woken up in a shock and scrambled to take emergency measures.

’I need to figure out the signs of upcoming rain in the future.’

I roughly got a sense of the rain cycle. But if I knew the warning signs, I’d be able to deal with it much more reliably.

It would be great if I could discern them using common sense from my original world, but...

This was the Forest of the Four Seasons. General common sense didn’t apply here.

I had to figure out the signs unique to the Forest of the Four Seasons.

’When is this gonna stop?’

I thought to myself as I stared out at the torrential downpour outside. There wasn’t the slightest hint of it stopping.

This torrential rain was on a whole different scale of power compared to last time. At this rate, the river level must have swollen immensely.

As much as the river rose, all kinds of bizarre sea creatures would come washing up.

’What will show up this time? A shark-like bastard wouldn’t come again, right?’

It would be best to stay sharp for a while. I hated getting caught off guard with my eyes wide open like last time.

It was right when I was blankly watching the endlessly falling rain.

"Keeeeng!"

"Huh?"

A beast’s cry pierced through the sound of the heavy rain.

Wondering what was going on, I looked outside the cave.

"Keeeeeng!"

"Keeng! Keng!"

"Jjijik! Jjik!"

Outside the cave, small-to-medium-sized animals were swarming in a massive group.

Including the raccoon that had been dismantled by Bbareumbo last time, there were rabbits, deer, boars, gargantuan rats, and even animals I’d never seen before.

Just as I was wondering why these critters were out there, the raccoon taking the lead locked eyes right with me.

"Keng! Keeng!"

"Jjikjjik?"

"Kkuik?"

"..."

I have a bad feeling about this. I carefully pulled down the iron fence.

The moment those animals rushed into the cave, it would turn into total chaos.

On top of that, there was no telling what kind of pathogens those beasts might be carrying.

"Keek! Kekkek!"

At the sight of me quietly setting up the iron fence, the raccoon pointed its finger and squealed in protest.

It seemed to roughly translate to: "We should live and let live! Are you happy keeping it all to yourself, you selfish bastard?!"

My answer to that was stupidly simple: casually flipping it the middle finger.

I didn’t know if animals understood what that meant, but as long as it gave me peace of mind, that was plenty.

’Beast bastards are not to be trusted.’

Of course, cute Wonmo and Speed Sloth, who was in a symbiotic relationship with me, were exceptions.

Above all, those animals were at fault too. They should’ve built their houses sooner.

’Not that I’m one to talk, considering I stole this place from its original owner.’

Anyway, I wasn’t letting anyone into this house. Try entering if you dare.

When I snorted and firmly barred the cave entrance, did the raccoon have a brainwave of its own?

"Keeng!"

"Kkuiik!"

The raccoon slapped the wild boar’s flank with its palm.

At that, the boar started kicking the dirt with its hind legs as if preparing to charge.

The moment I saw that, I felt an instinctive surge of anxiety. That bastard is definitely gonna charge.

If so, I only had one choice: full heavy armaments.

Since those bastards couldn’t climb over the iron fence anyway, I just needed to fight a siege battle using it as a defensive bulwark.

"Kkuiiiik!!!"

While I was gearing up, the wild boar charged at top speed.

As expected of an animal living in the Forest of the Four Seasons, its speed was no joke.

Its size was the same story—a kaiju-level monster bulk you’d only see in old movies.

However, I also had common sense I had acquired while surviving in the Forest of the Four Seasons for a fortnight.Read the latest chapters at novelping(.)com.

Puk!!

And that was that ’reach’ was the single most important factor. Reach is absolute king.

Before the boar could even slam into the iron fence, I impaled the spot between its eyes with aura.

If it had been the Sword of the Heavenly Demon, it might have been a bit risky. But what I was using right now was the Mythricon Sword.

My aura had already grown ridiculously massive, but the Mythricon Sword unleashed an aura even larger than that.

Thanks to that, I managed to stop the wild boar in its tracks before it hit the iron fence.

Kuung!

The boar, its brow pierced clean through, collapsed onto the floor—a shockwave and sound that cut straight through the roar of rain.

The beasts seemed shocked, as most of them clearly hadn’t expected the boar to die so helplessly.

Still maintaining my aura that blazed like wildfire, I gestured tauntingly with my blade.

"Come at me."

"..."

"Come at me, you beast bastards! Come at me!!"

"Keeeeeng!!!"

And so began the siege battle across a single iron fence.

Utilizing my overwhelming reach and the iron fence, I fought to keep the animals from approaching.

Jjeoeong!

Occasionally, I suffered minor damage due to rabbits or deer with terrifying kicking power.

Thank fuck it was an iron fence; if it had been wood, it would’ve snapped long ago.

"Get the fuck out of my house right now!!!"

"Keeeeng!"

The siege to defend my home concluded with the death of the leader—namely, the raccoon.

Once the raccoon died, the other animals scattered in every direction.

I panted heavily from the sudden siege battle before flopping down on the floor.

’Seriously, all kinds of insane shit...’

It wasn’t like this last time, which was weird.

Maybe their homes had all collapsed because of the heavy rain.

I let out a long sigh and looked outside the iron fence.

Starting from the wild boar that died first, a variety of animals lay dead.

As much as I wanted to butcher them, I didn’t have the luxury of time or energy.

’And with the rain, they’ll rot super fast.’

Regrettable as it was, I had no choice but to discard them.

I could just dig a trench and bury them. The same spot where I buried those gorillas.

Title) Just fought a siege battle.

Wild Grylls

(Photo of dead animals outside)

(Photo of the iron fence on the verge of collapsing)

These beasts suddenly tried to force their way into my house, so I fought a siege battle.

If the homeowner says no, it means no, why the hell are you trying to force your way in;;

↳ Heavenly Demon: Hm. Could you not have shown a bit of mercy? Playing the cold-hearted one causes one to lose public support.

↳ Wild Grylls: I’m not living in civilized society, I’m living in the wild;;

↳ Heavenly Demon: Ah right. This seat slipped up. I had forgotten for a moment.

↳ Sword Matstar: A siege battle against animals... That’s absurd. You aren’t hurt anywhere, right?

↳ Wild Grylls: Yeah. I just sliced them up from a distance with aura and they all died.

↳ Sword Matstar: It seems to have been strangely effective.

↳ What sin did the animals commit? They just wanted to take shelter from the rain...

↳ Wild Grylls: After seeing some raccoon steal my Fasting Pills last time, I realized beast bastards cannot be trusted.

↳ lmfaooo

↳ lmfaooooo

↳ Didn’t that guy get bisected into two halves by Bbareumbo?

↳ Wild Grylls: Yep. Still better than getting my house trashed/dirtied up.

↳ By the way, are there cases where people fight siege battles against plain beasts and not monsters?

↳ Sometimes humanoid monsters like Orcs or Goblins raid, but I don’t know about beasts.

↳ It happens. Wolves are the animals that fought humans the most among beasts.

↳ Why aren’t there any wolves there? Usually there should be some?

↳ Since they’re territorial animals, aren’t they somewhere else?

After seeing the users chatting amongst themselves, I closed the Gallery.

Looking outside afterward, the rainfall seemed to have eased up a bit compared to earlier.

It’d probably stop in about an hour.

’Assuming rain comes roughly once a week from now on...’

On days when it rains heavily, animals will come visiting. I recorded it in my journal.

Completely unaware that I had fought a fierce siege battle, Wonmo was sleeping as comfortably as could be.

It was an unexpected siege, so it was understandable.

Ttuk— ttuk—

Roughly an hour passed, and the rain stopped. I looked outside.

As if it had never rained at all, a brilliant, clear sun greeted me.

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Much good that did me. I was suffering while burying animal carcasses in the dirt.

I dug the dirt while praying that earthworms wouldn’t pop out.

Fortunately, no giant earthworms showed up.

"Puha!"

"...What the hell are you?"

Just a strange mole that popped out.

The mole stared at me with wide, bright eyes, then abruptly scampered away for dear life.

It seemed to have been hiding underground before suffering damages from the sudden downpour.

I pulled an absurd expression for a brief moment, then neatly buried the animal corpses.

’The drainage channels are working fine too... All that’s left is going up to the river?’

Since the river must still be heavily swollen, I could take my time moving.

I had plenty of work to do anyway, so heading up slowly was fine.

’If this happens every single time it rains, it’s gonna be a real pain in the ass.’

I had to consider not just the animals inhabiting the Forest of the Four Seasons, but the weather as well.

I checked the oven and furnace for any issues, then geared up.

Since there was no telling what might burst out of the swollen river, I equipped the Sword of the Heavenly Demon instead of the Mythricon Sword.

Since Wonmo was still sleeping soundly, I left Bbareumbo behind.

By the time I reached the river, I was met with the exact scene I had anticipated.

Kwagwagwagwa!!!

"Dammit all."

I cursed as I looked at the swollen river. Its force felt like a waterfall laid out horizontally.

Naturally, the fish traps I had set up were completely swept away.

The only silver lining was the riverside itself, as a few fish were flopping around along the banks.

If I took these until I got new fish traps, I’d be able to scrape by.

’Wait...’

However, among them was one fish that stood out in particular.

Last time it was an eel, but this time it wasn’t an eel; it was a pufferfish.

Yeah. A pufferfish. A fish with a round body shape just like Wonmo.

A creature that lives in the ocean had been swept all the way here.

’Did it rain over the ocean too? Or what?’

Eels had freshwater varieties, so fair enough, but a pufferfish was truly fascinating.

It was definitely a species that only lived in the sea, so by what mechanism had it been washed up here?

Of course, regardless of that, I had zero intention of eating it. Pufferfish contained poison.

That poison alone was enough to kill a human, and in the Forest of the Four Seasons, it would only be worse, never milder.

’And I heard preparing them is brutally hard.’

Normal fish were fine to prep roughly, but not pufferfish.

It was famous for being so notoriously tricky that just ’copying someone’ wouldn’t cut it at all.

Even on the Gallery, there were tons of people who tried copying a pufferfish prep video and ended up dead.

Unless you were a professional, it was best not to even glance at a pufferfish.

’Just in case, let’s send it back.’

I put my shield out front and gently nudged the pufferfish.

At that, the pufferfish must have felt threatened, as its body inflated like crazy.

Looking closely now, it wasn’t a normal pufferfish; it was a Porcupine Pufferfish.

The moment I got pricked by one of those, I’d get poisoned or something.

Even though I had built up poison immunity thanks to the medicine Allfather gave me, I needed to be prepared.

’I’ll send you back home. Hurry up and go.’

As I was tapping and rolling the pufferfish along like that...

Kkuguguguk!!!

An ominous sound echoed from the pufferfish, and then...

Peobeobeong!!!

Literally, along with an explosion, spines burst out in all directions.

Thank fucking goodness, the instant I felt something bad, I blocked with my shield, so damage was practically zero.

However, the problem didn’t end there...

Peoeong! Peong! Peong! Peobeobeong!

The shot-out spines exploded yet again, spewing out a purple mist.

Inflating its body was one, shooting spines was two, and those spines exploding was three.

I couldn’t help but marvel at its self-defense mechanisms that triggered a whole three times. And that wasn’t even the end of it.

Seuuueuk—

Spines regenerated from its plain, smooth body like shark teeth.

The moment I saw that, I freaked out so hard I completely abandoned the plan to nudge it and just kicked the damn thing away.

Pungdong!

With that kick, the pufferfish plunged precisely into the river water.

Now that pufferfish would head down to the lake. Or return to the sea.

"Kollok! Kollok!"

Hacking up violent coughs, I hurriedly retreated.

’How the hell does this still happen when I was being careful?’

What a truly mind-boggling place.