I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 146

I didn’t sell the potency mushroom Papa Raccoon gave me on the auction house.

It’s not that I don’t trust Papa Raccoon.

I just thought I needed an expert’s opinion on whether the effects he mentioned were real and if it was harmless to humans.

Especially since it’s a mushroom, of all things.

’I can just ask Starlight Lady, right?’

Currently, Allfather is busy and can’t log onto the Gallery often, so pass.

The only one left is Starlight Lady. Come to think of it, didn’t I ask her to analyze a mushroom before?

[Wild Grylls: Starlight Lady-nim. May I ask you a favor?]

[Starlight Lady: Yes. Go ahead.]

Papa Raccoon gave me a mushroom.

But he said it’s good for male potency, so I think I need to verify it.

[Wild Grylls: I don’t know about other things, but since it’s a mushroom, I’m a bit concerned.]

[Starlight Lady: Yes. I understand.]

If it were a herb, it might be different, but for a mushroom, you just need to break off a small piece and send it.

Understood.

[Wild Grylls: Come to think of it, how was the mushroom I gave you last time?]

[Starlight Lady: I forgot to tell you!]

That was a poisonous mushroom.

It contained all kinds of ingredients that are bad for humans.

I see.

Thank you.

As expected, mushrooms that practically advertise ’Do not eat me~’ are dangerous.

Even if it looks plain, it’s the same. It’s just better not to eat mushrooms at all.

[Starlight Lady: If the effects are real, I recommend either selling it or eating it right away.]

[Wild Grylls: Why?]

[Starlight Lady: Because mushrooms spoil quickly.]

Though you could keep it frozen...

Are you going to eat it?

[Wild Grylls: Even if I eat it, I have nowhere to use it, so I was planning to just sell it.]

[Starlight Lady: I see.]

I’ll check it quickly!

Since I almost got into big trouble after eating eel before, I thought it would be best to stay as far away from stamina boosters as possible.

Maybe it would be different for people on the outside, but I had absolutely no way of predicting what would happen to me if I ate this mushroom.

Besides, even if Papa Raccoon saw results, there’s no telling if it would have the same effect on humans.

’Still, since he gave it to me...’

I should just grill some snake. I grilled and ate snake with the raccoon family.

It was my first time eating snake, but it was quite edible.

Surprisingly, the texture was decent, and the taste was close to chicken.

Although there was a fishy smell that I hadn’t even felt in actual fish, I covered it up with salt.

"Keng!"

"Kiing! King!"

"Kkiing."

The raccoon family also seemed pleased when I sprinkled salt on the snake.

They alternated between eating the salted and unsalted pieces, but eventually only ate the salted ones with gusto.

They probably had never eaten it with salt sprinkled directly on it like this before.

It was close to a sign that if they helped me in the future, they could eat things like this.

Perhaps the raccoon family understood the meaning, as they held out their meat, asking for more salt. They were so cute.

I filled my stomach by having snake meat for lunch.

[Starlight Lady: Grylls-ssi.]

The test results are out.

[Wild Grylls: How is it?]

[Starlight Lady: It seems that raccoon is truly extraordinary.]

It contains a lot of ingredients that are highly beneficial for men. There is absolutely no toxicity either.

[Wild Grylls: So that means I can sell it, right?]

[Starlight Lady: Yes.]

Whoever the wife of the person who takes this is, she’s going to be very happy.

I smiled bitterly, feeling a sudden pang of melancholy. Whoever it is, I’m really envious.

Not because they get to eat this, but because they have someone by their side.

No matter how good the effect is, in the end, shouldn’t there be someone to share it with?

Burying my bitterness, I expressed my gratitude to Starlight Lady.

Then, I contacted the registered user I had in mind.

[Praise the Sun: You have something to give me?]

Yes.

[Wild Grylls: Because I couldn’t think of anyone else to give it to but you, Praise the Sun-nim.]

[Praise the Sun: Looking at it, it seems to be something edible. Did you ask that dwarf?]

Is he going to brew alcohol with it again?

[Wild Grylls: I didn’t ask him, but I figured he would, so I didn’t bother asking.]

[Praise the Sun: Just give it to the dwarf.]

I’ve already received a lot from you.

[Wild Grylls: But it’s even been verified to be extremely good for men?]

[Praise the Sun: How much are you selling it for?]

Praise the Sun is the type who goes crazy for anything good for the body.

Especially if it’s said to be good for men, he’d try to get his hands on it no matter what.

[Praise the Sun: Thanks.]

If you need anything later, just let me know.

Ah.

Can I tell you now?

[Praise the Sun: Just say the word.]

[Wild Grylls: Praise the Sun-nim, you live in the desert, right?]

[Praise the Sun: That’s right.]

Why do you ask?

Do sandstorms occur frequently there too?New chapters come out on novelping dot com first.

Setan, the country of Dark Elves and the land of the wealthy.

It is a country built in the desert, much like Earth’s Middle East.

Combining the information pieced together from the Gallery, its cultural and social tone seemed similar to the Middle East.

[Praise the Sun: Between spring and summer?]

They usually come a lot around then.

Do you think they’ll hit your area too?

I don’t know, that’s why.

So, are there any clothes or tips that are effective against sandstorms?

[Praise the Sun: There are face masks that are effective against sandstorms.]

But honestly, it’s best not to go outside if you can help it.

Because they might come in unexpected situations.

[Wild Grylls: It’s just to be prepared, just in case.]

[Praise the Sun: Makes sense.]

How many do you want?

Six in total.

[Wild Grylls: Please give me one adult size, and the other five in small sizes.]

[Praise the Sun: To put them on your animal friends?]

Honestly, I don’t think they’ll need them.

[Wild Grylls: Why?]

[Praise the Sun: They’re creatures that have lived there all along.]

It might just make them more uncomfortable.

Have you ever seen a video of someone putting shoes on a dog?

It was a truly fitting analogy. I had seen that video too.

They felt so awkward that their front and hind legs moved completely out of sync.

In the first place, dogs have paw pads, so they don’t need shoes.

The same went for the animals living in the Forest of the Four Seasons.

Just as Wonmo had prepared for hibernation well in advance, they would quickly adapt to any unexpected changes.

’Besides, I have Bbareumbo too.’

With Wonmo’s signs and Bbareumbo’s warnings, I could prepare sufficiently.

I received one yellow dust protection mask from Praise the Sun.

Perhaps to shield against the harsh desert sunlight, it was a pure white mask.

’Though I don’t know if yellow dust will actually come.’

Even if it wasn’t spring, a sandstorm could still hit.

Since I had witnessed the environment and terrain across the river changing in real-time.

In the worst-case scenario, the sandstorm from the other side could cross the river.

’Surely a volcano won’t erupt when it becomes a volcanic zone, right?’

If that happens, I’d die a sudden, clueless death. It’s a bit scary.

Still, seeing that there are ancient traces in this cave, it probably means such things don’t happen often.

I spent the day thoroughly preparing for the upcoming change of seasons.

"Kkyuu..."

"Oh! Wonmo. Are you awake?"

Wonmo, who had fallen into hibernation, had also woken up. His half-asleep face was incredibly cute.

Having lost quite a bit of weight during his short hibernation, I missed his chubby, plump appearance.

So I fed him right away. There was a bit of leftover snake meat.

As much as I wanted to buy him a huge chunk of meat from the auction house, he had just woken up from sleep.

If I gave him something big right off the bat, he might get indigestion, so I fed him something light.

"Nyam nyam. Nyam."

"Is it delicious?"

"Kkyu!"

After eating the snake meat, Wonmo began to perk up.

For the first time in a while, I hugged Wonmo and rolled around with him. Just this alone made my heart feel warm.

"Wonmo. I’ll introduce you to our neighbors."

"Kkyu?"

After rolling around for a while, I decided to introduce the raccoon family to Wonmo.

Although it was still chilly, the weather was gradually warming up.

Perhaps because of that, even though Wonmo shivered slightly from the cold, he didn’t retreat into the cave.

"Here. Say hello. This is the raccoon family. This is Papa Raccoon, this is Mama Raccoon, and this is Baby Raccoon."

"Kkyuu?"

"Ke, keng!"

"Kkiing..."

"..."

Even though I introduced them kindly, their reactions were starkly different.

Wonmo tilted his head, showing pure curiosity, but the raccoon family was terrified.

At least Papa Raccoon seemed to force himself to greet him, but the other raccoons were not having it.

No matter how much of a cub Wonmo was, he was still an Owlbear, a predator. A beast harboring ferocity beneath his cute appearance.

For the raccoon family, who even trembled before a snake, they had no choice but to be afraid.

’I just hope he doesn’t perceive them as prey.’

Is that even possible? If Wonmo perceived them as prey and attacked, I planned to stop him immediately.

I would feel terribly sorry to the raccoon family, but I would have no choice but to relocate them elsewhere.

But to coexist, it was an unavoidable choice.

And so, after their greetings were over...

"Kkyuuu! Kkyuu!"

"Kkiing! Kking!"

Wonmo ran around the yard excitedly with Baby Raccoon on his back.

Regardless of prey or whatever, he was smiling brightly, seemingly in a great mood just from the thought of having made a ’friend’.

Baby Raccoon, riding on Wonmo’s back, was scared at first but quickly adapted.

’Mhm. Very good.’

As long as I keep Wonmo well-fed, a catastrophe won’t happen.

Now that the neighbor introductions were finished, I logged into the Gallery and posted a thread.

I couldn’t keep something this cute all to myself.Follow the newest chapters on nov⁠elping.com.

Title) Wonmo is awake

Wild Grylls

(Video of Wonmo running around with Baby Raccoon on his back)

And he’s playing well with the neighbors. Looks like they’ll get along fine haha

ㄴ Heavenly Demon) It feels like my mind is being put at ease.

ㄴ Princess Chaenggu) It’s really cute haha

ㄴ Starlight Lady) I wish only warm posts like this would be uploaded.

ㄴ Don’t worry. If it’s an emergency, that raccoon will burn to a crisp lol

ㄴ It’s emergency food lmao

ㄴ Starlight Lady) You guys are absolute pieces of trash.

Although there were occasional emergency food jokes, most people found Wonmo and Baby Raccoon adorable.

I checked the time with satisfaction. There was still plenty of time left until dinner.

What on earth did Kadir say?

Fuck, the drama is going to blow up again lmao

But if the Mage King said that much, isn’t it really serious?

I think the Holy Kingdom is seriously fucked;;

Rough Summary

I browsed the Gallery to check the time and see if there was anything interesting going on.

Seeing that there was talk about Kadir, I entered the Recommended Posts, and it was burning up.

’Why is Kadir being mentioned?’

The Mage King, Kadir, is a famous figure frequently mentioned in the Gallery.

Moreover, didn’t Necromancy is Love mention Kadir to me recently?

Since it was a discussion topic circulating within the Gallery, it naturally piqued my curiosity.

Fuck, the drama is going to blow up again lmao

What happens if the Holy Kingdom acts like that even after Kadir issued a statement?

ㄴ What did he say?

ㄴ Kadir confronted the Pope directly. Then he got pissed off and secretly broadcasted the entire meeting record, lol

ㄴ ??? Is that even possible? It’s the Papal Court?

ㄴ He’s the Mage King, after all;;

ㄴ It’s not that the Papal Court is a joke, it’s just that Kadir is ridiculously overpowered.

Rough Summary

Kadir: Confess your sins to God even now.

Papal Court: No, fuck off. We’ll handle it ourselves.

Kadir: What you need to look at is not God, but the people of the Holy Kingdom.

Papal Court: ’The commoners are dogs and pigs’ has entered the chat.

ㄴ Did they really say that?

ㄴ No way, lol

ㄴ The ’dogs and pigs’ remark was pretty close, though, lol

ㄴ Are we going to end up in a civil war at this rate?

ㄴ I’m not sure since there’s no central figure. If only the Hero were here...

Currently in front of the Papal Court

(Video of the protest)

(Video of the protesters swearing)

(Video of protesters throwing stones)

(Video of the Paladin Order blocking the way)

(Video of a bard playing an instrument to buff the protesters)

ㄴ Putting everything else aside, what the fuck is up with the bard? lmao

ㄴ This shows exactly why you need a bard in an adventurer party, lol

ㄴ Wow, but with a bard mixed into that noise, the vibe is totally different, lol

ㄴ Seriously, just watching it makes me feel energized, lmao

It seems Kadir has thrown another log onto the fire.

The Holy Kingdom was already in an uproar over the Ludwig issue, and now even the meeting minutes have been exposed.

’Dogs and pigs...’

It seems that no matter where you go, there are always people who treat the citizens like dogs and pigs.

I chuckled and closed the Gallery. It seemed best not to log in for a while.

’Will things have quieted down by the time I escape?’

Or maybe the entire Holy Kingdom will be burning down. I couldn’t tell that far ahead.

After turning off the Gallery, I turned my head to look at the yard.

"Kkyuuung!"

"Kkiiiiiiing!!!"

Wonmo was repeatedly tossing Baby Raccoon into the air and catching him.

To Wonmo, it was just for ’fun’, but from Baby Raccoon’s perspective, he must have felt the terror of ’death’.

Papa Raccoon and Mama Raccoon seemed to try to stop him, saying he shouldn’t do that, but it was useless.

"Hey! Park Wonmo! You can’t do that!"

I hurriedly stopped Wonmo. There was still a long way to go.

"Pureuk."

"..."

Ludwig, who was still riding on the Kirin.

He was blankly looking down at an animal blocking his path.

"Pureureuk."

"Hmm."

The animal blocking his path was none other than a horse.

Specifically, a horse with a mix of white and black on its body—a so-called zebra.

A Paladin riding on a Kirin, and a zebra blocking his path.

It was truly a bizarre standoff.

’It seems to be a dangerous fellow. To have such conspicuous tattoos in the grasslands.’

Tuk, tuk—

At this, Ludwig lightly nudged with his two legs. Then, the Kirin also obediently moved its feet.

Ludwig’s bizarre adventure was still ongoing.