I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 162

Thanks to Heavenly Demon’s non-explanation explanation, the users came to a realization.

Title) Real Heavenly Demon or Whatever

What difference does it make if the Deputy Mod is Heavenly Demon or whatever~

We can just tease her as a martial-boomer like usual~

Re: So we can just curse at Heavenly Demon same as before, right?

Re: Yeah, whether we curse at real Heavenly Demon or Deputy Mod Heavenly Demon, it’s all the same lol

Re: If she’s the real Heavenly Demon, so what? What can you do, Heavenly Demon? Hahahaha

Re: She can ban you?

Re: Ah shit

Re: Whether in reality or the Gallery, she holds power either way lol

Whether Heavenly Demon was real or fake didn’t matter.

Just like they always had, roasting her to their heart’s content was all it took.

Of course, Heavenly Demon was a static user with mental fortitude unfazed by ordinary curses or provocations.

The users concluded by strictly(?) separating reality from the Gallery.

’Even baiting me for a moment. She really shows her veteran experience at times like this.’

Heavenly Demon was a static user who had been active in the Gallery for a long time.

Her tone might be old-fashioned, but her veteran instincts didn’t go anywhere.

Didn’t I also hurl curses right away when I almost got scammed?

In the Gallery, where desire disguised as honesty was the baseline, it could be said to be an appropriate course of action.

’I just need to watch the Blood Cult throw their fit.’

I backed out after watching Heavenly Demon’s post, whose upvote count was climbing in real time.

Going back, everyone was going crazy over Heavenly Demon’s clarification thread.

I was curious about the Blood Cult’s reaction, but sadly it was hard to filter through the posts.

Even if a post related to the Blood Cult popped up, there was no way to tell if it was real.

’As long as there are abnormal guys like Geum-jang around, they’ll post again.’

Until then, I just needed to do my work. Leave outside matters to the outside.

I browsed the Gallery a few times, then quietly closed...

Title) Taking Advantage of the Chaos

(Picture of a female elf with an incredible body)

Image dump

...Before closing, I gotta save this first.

I glanced around, saved the photo, and then closed the Gallery.

Now it’s time to get back to work. Since Lackey sawed hard, I should trim it up.

’Once I do this, I can start building the bridge soon, right?’

It had been about two days since Lackey joined the company(?).

He showed incredible efficiency as an outstanding worker.

Even with his mana suppressed, his underlying physical stats made him excel at manual labor.

Thus, the timber production I thought would take days was finished in less than three days.

"Lackey. Now we’re going to build a bridge with this. Did you understand me?"

"...."

"I’ll assume you understood. Here, take a look at this."

Once timber production was done, it was time to build the bridge.

I explained the structure of the Da Vinci Bridge to Lackey. I also showed him the mini finished model I made.

In fact, even without words, it was simple enough to understand just by looking.

Although the fact that Lackey was a gorilla was concerning, he was intelligent enough to learn human speech.

"If you got it, try building one yourself."

I gave Lackey some sticks for demonstration and instructed him.

Lackey pushed up his glasses and began slowly stacking according to my instructions.

At first he seemed a bit confused, but gradually he started stacking properly.

Before long, he completed it at a speed far faster than when I first made one.

"Jjwareo."

"Oh..."

Showing me the finished bridge along with a sound indicating he was done, Lackey presented it.

It seemed he had understood perfectly. Satisfying.

"Got the general idea? Now we’re building this across the river."

"...."

"Where’s the river? Up there. Where I bring fish from. You know it too, right?"

If you got it, let’s grab the timber and head up. Saying so, I moved the wooden logs together with Lackey.

Anyone who has lifted raw logs knows that wood as a material boasts enormous weight in itself.

Even though it had been sawed down and planed, wood was still wood.

Consuming eel and channeling mana to move several at once was my limit.

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Yet Lackey, unable to even use mana, moved a similar amount of logs with his bare body.

I already knew his baseline physique was formidable, but to think he was stronger than me after eating eel.

His physical specs must have leveled up to survive in the Forest of the Four Seasons. Being a gorilla certainly helped too.

Thus, after carrying most of the timber near the river, I searched for a suitable spot.

I needed to pick a spot where the river was as narrow as possible and the current was weak.

Although I had measured the river width in advance and built the timber based on that, you never knew.

’By the way, across the river today is a mountain.’

And a mountain with a clear view of sheer cliffs at that.

Beyond the cliff lay mountains shrouded in a haze that could be fog or clouds.

It was quite a spectacle, but I didn’t particularly want to go there. I just wanted to get this done quickly.

’Before that, let’s check if there are Golden Frogs.’

I dipped my hand into the river. Normally, frogs should pop out.

However, no frogs appeared. The weather had warmed up long ago, so were they still hibernating?

Or maybe they relocated to another area. Either way, it was great news for me.

I told Lackey to begin bridge assembly, then systematically stacked the timber.

"No, not there. Put it here."

"Oo?"

"Yeah. Right. Right. There. Just place it there."

Thanks to Lackey picking up my words perfectly, rapid progress was possible.

If I had done this alone, it would have taken at least several days.

There was a good reason to give him Fasting Pills.

To animals living in the Forest of the Four Seasons, Fasting Pills were like chocolate; they went wild for them.

"Let’s see. The length is... just one more interlock should do it. Almost done."

"Phew."

"Bear with it even if it’s annoying. We’ll eat a mid-work snack right after this."

Thus, the bridge was completed. But completing it and moving it were two different matters.

We had to hold both ends of the bridge and transport it across the river.

’Just in case, I’ll tie my body with a rope.’

Since the current was strong, preparing for accidents was essential.

I bound the rope tightly around a tree, gripped the end of the bridge, and slowly stepped forward.

Lackey also anchored it firmly so the bridge wouldn’t collapse.

’Ah. Should I have just tied every interlocking joint with rope?’

Or at least poured a bit of cement.

Why do such thoughts always come up after the fact?

Lamenting inwardly for a brief moment, I maintained my balance all the way across to the opposite bank.

Thanks to the high performance of the shoes gifted by Passing Dwarf, there were no slips along the way.

"Phew!"

The instant I settled the bridge onto the opposite shore, I quickly scampered back.

And so, the Da Vinci Bridge was completed. Now, placing planks over it was all that remained.

Though it was a makeshift bridge, it was specialized in bearing weight, so it would take just a little more work.

I had cement too, so I could make it a real bridge instead of a temporary one.

Title) Bridge Complete!

Wild Grylls

(Picture of the Da Vinci Bridge connecting across the river)

Built a bridge as a joint effort with Lackey. Now placing planks on top is all that’s left.

Everyone outside. I am always welcoming you all. Come to me across this bridge to heaven!

Re: Heavenly Demon) It feels less like a bridge to heaven and more like a bridge to hell. Is it just my imagination?

Re: Sword Matstar) How unexpected. I felt that way too.

Re: Passing Dwarf) Surprising, you built it pretty well? Does that gorilla work well?

Re: Wild Grylls) Yeah, fucking well lolol I feel like I’ll promote him to assistant instead of laborer later.

Re: Passing Dwarf) Why not manufacture swords together while you’re at it? lol

Re: Wild Grylls) Is that possible?

Re: Passing Dwarf) I can’t explain it in words so figure it out yourself. Just beat it roughly with a hammer or something.

Passing Dwarf’s explanation went like this.

Originally, the blacksmith profession was hard to work in alone.

At minimum, one had to gain the title of ’Master Craftsman’ to forge tools alone.

Until then, a team of at least two blacksmiths was mandatory.

’Well, I’ll get to it someday.’

Since it wasn’t urgent right now, I just took it as advice.

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Besides, we couldn’t even communicate properly, so it would take a long time.

’I really need to teach Lackey how to speak.’

As I thought earlier, the frustration of being unable to communicate was dreadful.

If this guy were a beast incapable of speech it would be one thing, but knowing he was a beast capable of talking made it feel even worse.

My original plan was to just chatter away alone until he understood, but....

’He’s just way too capable.’

Over the past three days, I realized Lackey’s competence.

It was too wasteful of his talent(?) to use him as a simple laborer.

It made me think the Blood Demon hadn’t taught Lackey martial arts for nothing.

Even if he wasn’t a genius who understood ten things from learning one, he was the type to thoroughly grasp that one thing.

Considering how many humans couldn’t grasp even one thing when taught, he was excellent material.

"Alright, Lackey. Look at me."

"?"

"For us to live smoothly from now on, I need to know your discomforts too. That means we need to communicate."

The moment I mentioned discomfort, the suppressor around Lackey’s neck caught my eye.

Pricked by conscience? Don’t make me laugh. He was the one who tried to kill me first.

Without feeling a single shred of guilt, I opened my mouth.

"You heard everything I said so far, right? Try saying anything from that."

"...."

I didn’t know if he could understand this either, but well, gotta give it a shot.

I put in effort, mixing body language along with spoken words.

As a result, Lackey realized what I wanted and nodded.

And after pondering for quite a while, the words he uttered were—

"Shit."

"...?"

"Ooh ooh. Fuck."

"Hey, hold on."

It was an exceptionally flavorful curse. Extremely disconcerting.

Out of all the countless words, why did he pick that up? Was it because the intonation was particularly strong?

Of course, there was a saying that curses were the first things learned when acquiring a foreign language.

Plus, I had spat out curses under my breath plenty of times.

"What good is learning that? Is there no other word?"

"Lackey."

"That’s your name. From now on, when I ask and you answer, reply with ’Yes.’ Got it?"

I need to teach him honorifics first. Not long after making up my mind—

"Fuck off."

"You crazy monkey bastard. When the hell did you learn that?"

"You."

"I’m gonna go crazy, seriously."

The road ahead was far, far too long.

Around the time Grylls began teaching Lackey Korean.

The Central Plains, along with the Gallery, were in total chaos due to matters surrounding the Blood Cult.

Even though the Heavenly Demon who was ’coincidentally’ passing by eliminated the Blood Cult elder, their activities had resumed all the same.

The older generation, remembering the Blood Cult’s past might, trembled in fear, while the younger generation also raised their vigilance.

In particular, the martial strength demonstrated by Geum-jang proved so formidable that even the older generation dared not attempt to stop him.

It was fortunate that the Heavenly Demon killed him, but general consensus held that more such powerful masters existed.

Re: Can’t Heavenly Demon just kill them all?

Re: Under what justification would the Demonic Cult step in? Even this was just her coming to catch someone impersonating her name.

Re: Honestly from the Demonic Cult’s perspective, it’s better to stay still. They already signaled not to mess with them.

Re: The Demonic Cult can stay neutral because the Heavenly Demon exists. Only the Murim Alliance is fucked.

Re: The Murim Alliance these days isn’t what it used to be... They got really weak compared to the old days.

Re: They became the Murim Dummies...

Re: Murim Dummies hahahaha

Re: Look at that phrasing lololol

Apart from Heavenly Demon’s recognition skyrocketing like this, vigilance toward the Blood Cult also intensified.

Amidst this situation, the Blood Cult members gathered at the ’Holy Land’ mentioned by Geum-jang were...

"Naturally, we must take that black gorilla as the successor!"

"Ridiculous! How could we take a fellow who already leads a troop? It is better to take that white fellow instead!"

"Wait. Taking a gorilla as a successor..."

"Shut your mouth! We are dead serious!"

"...."

Engaged in an untimely idiot battle royal.