I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 297

The antenna-like object gifted—no, lent—by Princess Chaenggu demonstrated astounding performance.

Normally, military-issued items were defective except for the slippers, but this world seemed different.

The problem was that its performance was precisely the ’opposite’ of what I wanted.

Not long after installing it, countless beasts and monsters launched an raid, causing me tearful agony.

Fortunately, most of the attackers were creatures driven by ’instinct’ rather than ’reason’.

Meaning they were relatively easy foes. Though the issue was that they came from underground, land, and air alike.

’Still, lucky they fought among themselves.’

Some ended up beating each other up, and Bbareumbo lent a helping hand as well.

Also, thanks to Tyranno’s presence, they would occasionally freeze up rigid.

It felt like they tried to win through quantity over quality. Even then, they fought among themselves, making it meaningless.

Wiiiiing—

After everything ended, Princess Chaenggu’s gift began operating normally.

The moment it was driven into the dirt, the rod elongated, and the round bulb at the end started to glow.

Whereas it glowed red when drawing monsters, it now gleamed in a peaceful blue.

Perhaps thanks to that, not a single monster invaded until the sun set.

"Huuu..."

Sitting atop a roughly piled heap of beast carcasses, I smoked a cigar.

Ordinary cigars were characterized by a harsh taste, but since it was a World Tree Cigar, only a refreshing aroma lingered.

I rarely smoked, but given the circumstances, I couldn’t endure it without one.

That’s how physically and mentally grueling a day it was.

"Huuu..."

"Haaa..."

It wasn’t just me; Ludwig and Lackey felt the same way.

Everyone puffed on cigars with expressions drenched in fatigue.

Up until now, I took care of most monster raids myself, but just now, everyone suffered together.

No matter how suited my power was to exterminating monsters, dealing with a flood pushing in through sheer volume was tough.

Besides, if it were an open plain, it might be fine, but since this was the Shelter, I couldn’t unleash high-collateral techniques.

We exterminated them painstakingly one by one, so naturally, the rest of the party suffered as well.

"...Ggansu-ya."

"Huuu... Ggiik?"

"You really went through a lot too."

For the record, Ggansu helped out too. He suffered no less than the rest of us.

Had it been before he evolved into a hobgoblin, he would have suffered severe injuries.

Evolving turned out to be a massive stroke of luck.

"Nyam-nyam-nyam. Nyam-nyam."

"Wagjeag! Wajak! Wajak!"

Even while we were soaked in mental fatigue, endlessly puffing cigars, some companions still did their jobs.

Namely Wonmo, Tyranno, and finally Largo.

They helped out in their own way. Small as they were, they were effective at distracting enemy attention.

Furthermore, Largo subdued several invaders by delivering hind-leg kicks and whipping his neck like a flail.

A wave fended off by the combined effort of everyone in the Shelter. A true joint effort after a long time.

’Considering even Bbareumbo stepped in, it must have been genuinely dangerous.’

While puffing on the cigar, I sorted the corpses. The categories were roughly divided into three.

Those to butcher ourselves. Those to post on the auction house. And finally, those to burn cleanly.

Fighting frantically left many beasts ruptured or with entrails spilling out; quite a few were thoroughly wrecked.

’I can’t even post these on the auction house.’

Still, since they all possessed Inner Cores inside their bodies, I extracted them all.

Coming from various monsters, their sizes varied, but they were roughly comparable to fish cores.

’Despite being much larger than fish, the Inner Core sizes are similar...’

Frankly, the fact that they had Inner Cores at all was astonishing in itself.

Usually, animals harboring Inner Cores were referred to as ’Spiritual Beasts’.

’The fish must have been the special ones.’

To be more precise, the ancient ’Ocean’ that existed back then probably had a huge influence.

Regardless of the world, more lifeforms inhabit the ocean than the land.

Considering that all creation originated from the sea, the fish’s Inner Core wasn’t impossible to understand.

"Put this here... and put that into the pit. There’s a lot to burn."

"Understood."

By the time darkness settled over the surroundings, the sorting was complete.

Everything to be posted on the auction house was listed.

The rest were all buried in the pit. For the record, the pit was dug right beside the World Tree.

Since the World Tree had greedily absorbed the Immortal Herb core, it would likely use these carcasses as ’fertilizer’.

"Looks like we have to sleep in that house again today."

"Let’s just live in that house."

"No way. This place is for guests."

The house we took such pain to build had a massive hole blown into the wall, which couldn’t even be covered with a tarp.

Since all the hobgoblins had returned home anyway, it shouldn’t be a problem.

I stretched my stiff body lazily and began preparing meal.Follow the newest chapters on nov​elping.com.

’I should butcher them and eat right away.’

Among the animals that swarmed in this time, quite a few were edible.

Rabbits, wild boars, birds, and so on.

By the time butchering and dining were finished, night had fallen completely.

There were still some unbutchered ones left, but I had no choice but to put them up on the auction house.

’It’d be a hassle if I left them to rot.’

Thanks to the item lent by Princess Chaenggu, no more invaders should appear.

’Winter should be arriving soon, right?’

Out of habit, I looked at the wall, then gasped Ah.

Originally, I carved marks into the cave wall to tally the days, but that cave had completely collapsed.

I’d have to write it down somewhere else.

’Tomorrow is... day 70 exactly?’

A flow of time that was fast if considered fast, or slow if considered slow.

At the same time, the third winter I was to face was approaching.

Winter left me unable to do anything, so I hoped it would pass safely, but now I actually felt like I wanted it to come sooner.

Once winter drew near, other animals’ activities would decrease, allowing me to perform various repairs in the meantime.

’Avalanches can’t be helped, but I just need to endure two days or so.’

There was only one problem: when that time came, I had to return the item to Princess Chaenggu.

As Princess Chaenggu emphasized, it was a military item, and a very valuable one at that, so renting it was the best option.

’The fact that she lent me this alone is touching.’

I recalled the favors Princess Chaenggu had shown me so far.

From the most essential clothes, she provided them practically free of charge, and she gave me gas masks and suppressors for dirt cheap.

Aside from the uniforms, the fact that most items were ’military supplies’ was a notable pattern.

’Is she someone closely connected to the military?’

The thought occurred to me, but I decided to brush it off. To me, Princess Chaenggu was simply a high-gallerist who loved football.

All I had given her in return was Orichalcum, World Tree fruit, and fruit wine.

’Though the World Tree fruit and fruit wine probably hold tremendous value.’

Thinking that I should maintain steady exchanges with her in the future, I logged into the Gallery.

Upon logging into the Gallery, I found it buzzing over the items I posted on the auction house.

’I didn’t even post that much.’

Furthermore, I had explicitly specified that the Inner Cores were already extracted.

Nevertheless, watching the prices skyrocket left me with a strange feeling.

What was funny was that the prices were higher than when I put up the Owlbear carcass at the very beginning.

’Was it because back then people were doubtful whether I was really in the Forest of the Four Seasons?’

Just in case, I mentioned it to the other high-gallerists in advance.

Telling them to let me know if they needed anything since I’d be listing these animals on the auction house.

Aside from Allfather and Praise the Sun, no one expressed particular interest.

Above all, Heavenly Demon’s reply sparked quite a bit of interest in me.

’She mentioned making her advent upon the Jianghu, right?’

Saying she had no room to buy or sell anything because she was traveling the Jianghu.

What was even funnier was the picture she sent.

[Heavenly Demon: (Picture of a potted plant held tenderly on her palm)]

[Heavenly Demon: I am raising the plant you gifted me with utmost care.]

[Wild Grylls: Uh... you don’t need to go that far, do you? Aren’t you on a journey... or something similar?]

[Heavenly Demon: The Jianghu requires much attention. Just know that I am striving so as not to forget your grace in the slightest.]

[Wild Grylls: Well, if you put it that way...]

I’ve felt it a few times, but Heavenly Demon has a pretty eccentric side to her too.

Since she acts like that not just on the Gallery but in reality too, it crossed beyond subtle into outright bizarre.

’If a picture of Heavenly Demon gets uploaded later... will she be holding a potted plant in one hand?’

If that were really true, it’d be hilarious in many ways.

Still, what’s certain is that I hope she doesn’t get hurt.

Though she confidently declared that such a thing could never happen, powerful figures lurked everywhere in the world.

’By the way...’

I turned my head to look at the other companions.

Wonmo and Tyranno were playing happily in the room with the ball Princess Chaenggu gave.

Ludwig was reading a book. I had bought it from the auction house thinking he might be bored.

Largo had coiled his neck up like a rope and was fast asleep. Finally, Lackey...

"Hey. Lackey-ya."

"Mm?"

"Are you bored?"

Lying down half-heartedly, Lackey repeatedly tossed a small pebble into the air and caught it.

I gave him a book written in Central Plains script, but he didn’t read it at all.

Knowing the language was one thing, but he had zero interest in books.

’How did a guy like this become a language genius?’

He just learned it simply because he needed it, and that was the end of it.

A classic case of being smart but never studying. In fact, he possessed considerable street smarts.

"Bored. But doesn’t matter."Enjoying the story? Read on at novelрing.com.

"Why?"

"Night is dangerous. But here is safe. Being bored is better than being in danger."

Even so, Lackey didn’t seem to care much.

Having lived a nomadic life, survivalism seemed engraved into his very bones.

’He probably can’t log into the Gallery... is there a way to share screen?’

The Gallery was visible only to me. It could not be seen by others.

Was there no screen-sharing feature, like showing your mobile phone to a friend?

After rummaging through the Gallery interface here and there, I realized no such feature existed.

’Maybe it doesn’t exist yet. I should ask about its existence first.’

Typing ’share’ into the search bar only brought up unrelated posts. Ultimately, I had no choice but to post a question.

Right at that moment, interest in me had surged because of the auction house listings.

Title) Is there no Gallery sharing feature?

Wild Grylls

(Photo of Wonmo and Tyranno playing with a ball)

Photo shows the Gallery Master and Deputy Gallery Master.

As the title says, is there really no way to show the Gallery to someone else?

Like displaying the window that only I can see to other people too.

Ludwig and Lackey can’t use the Gallery, so I asked thinking they might be bored.

L Heavenly Demon) Hm. Even if such a feature existed, it would hardly be welcome.

L Sword Matstar) Looks like even Heavenly Demon finds sharing the Gallery uncomfortable?

L Heavenly Demon) Speaks the one who proposes marriage to our benefactor at every opportunity?

L Sword Matstar) It’s all just jokes~

L I wonder if it really is just a joke lol

L Looks to me like it started as a joke, but sincerity is creeping in lololol

L Don’t Abandon the Hero) Unfortunately, there is no Gallery window sharing feature! Why not just log into the Gallery directly instead!

L Wild Grylls) I don’t know how to log in though?

L What kind of novel bullshit is that?

L You use the Gallery and you don’t know how to access it?

L You didn’t lose your mind while fighting, right?

L Bro got dementia

Responses of "What kind of idiot is this?" poured out. Reactions as if looking at a fool who couldn’t recognize the letter A if it was staring right at him.

However, there was something they were overlooking.

’The moment I opened my eyes, it popped up saying I was connected to the Gallery, you people.’

I drank alcohol, woke up dropped in some forest, and was already logged into the Gallery in that state.

Thanks to that, I had zero knowledge of how to access the Gallery. I had connected as naturally as breathing.

L Wild Grylls) Doesn’t accessing the Gallery mean bringing it up by thinking about the Gallery in your mind?

L Starlight Lady) Unless it’s your first time logging in, that is true. But do you really not know how to access it?

L Wild Grylls) When I opened my eyes, a message popped up saying I was already connected to the Gallery.

L Starlight Lady) How fascinating. Could you have lost your memories, perhaps?

L Wild Grylls) I did get blackout drunk back then, but...

L At that level, alcoholic dementia is suspicious

L Come to think of it, this guy got drunk and entered the Forest of the Four Seasons lol

L Passing Dwarf) Go ahead and call me an alcoholic from now on. The most severe guy was right here lol

L Wild Grylls) Ah shit, it’s not like that!

Very much like the Gallery, the conversation derailed completely.

Now that things turned out like this, I might as well ask about the initial Gallery access method.

Who knows? What might happen if I followed that exact method?

Besides, couldn’t companions like Lackey or Ggansu—if not Ludwig—be able to connect to the Gallery as well?

L Wild Grylls) Enough of that, how do you access the Gallery for the very first time? Just tell me this.

L Passing Dwarf) Before I tell you, chant "I am an alcoholic dementia patient" three times and I’ll tell you lol

L Wild Grylls) I didn’t ask you. I’m asking other people.

L Starlight Lady) First of all, accessing the Gallery is magic, but a rather unusual kind of magic. You could say it’s close to a prayer or an incantation?

As expected of Starlight Lady. Always kind.

I listened to the Gallery connection method she shared.

L Starlight Lady) Because of the Gallery’s auto-translation feature, I’m not sure if it’ll be precise, but I’ll write it out phonetically for now. Is that alright?

L Wild Grylls) It doesn’t matter. The pronunciation should be similar anyway.

L Starlight Lady) Okay. W-W-W dot...

"...?"

What is that. Hold on.

L Starlight Lady) G-A-L-L-E-R-Y dot C-O-M. How is it? Easy, right?

L Wild Grylls) You mean... I just have to murmur that in my mind?

L Starlight Lady) Yes.

"What in the world..."

I was utterly bewildered.