I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 32

There is something I’ve realized in my life.

They say the most sorrowful time in the world is when you are sick.

Once, after my parents passed away, I was bedridden and groaning in pain for days.

I don’t even know how much I cried back then. If even one of them had been there, they would have nursed me.

The combination of loneliness and a fever is the perfect recipe to leave a person completely devastated.

That’s exactly how I feel right now. To think I’d collapse from a sudden fever right after gorging myself for the first time in a while.

"Kkyuu."

At least I’m lucky to have cute Wonmo by my side.

If even he weren’t here, my heart would have ached even more.

Maybe the Speed Sloth had some tact, because as soon as I started groaning in pain, he climbed off my back.

"...."

"...You, just go away."

But because of his naturally vacant expression, it wasn’t comforting in the slightest.

His relaxed look is usually nice, but right now, it felt more like he was mocking me.

’Surely not.’

I felt bad for taking my frustration out on the innocent Speed Sloth.

It felt like the sudden fever was clouding my judgment.

I gasped for breath against the heat coursing through my entire body.

Every time I breathed, scorching heat escaped from my mouth.

At this rate, I felt like I might end up breathing fire like a dragon.

’I don’t get the reason.’

It’s ridiculous that eating a single fish would give me a fever.

I wondered if I got infected with parasites, but that shouldn’t be the case.

Just to be safe, I had grilled it thoroughly.

The first thing that comes to mind is poison. Did it have poison like a pufferfish?

’I did take some medicine right away, but I don’t know.’

Just in case, I also took the pill Allfather had given me.

Normally, I should immediately practice the Internal Cultivation Art, but in this state, it’s too difficult.

It should be fine to do it after the fever goes down a bit. Let’s check the Gallery first.

Since I posted on the Gallery right before the fever spiked, there should be comments by now.

Title) Ah. Fuck, why is my body burning up?

Wild Grylls

(Photo of a fish eaten down to the bones)

Why is my body burning up as soon as I ate this? Did it have poison?

Is there a poison in the world that raises your body temperature?

It’s not impossible. I’ve heard of poisons that kill you with a fever.

Allfather: Did you take the medicine I gave you?

Wild Grylls: I took it just in case.

Allfather: If it were poison, you would have recovered immediately, so this is strange. It’s probably not poison.

Heavenly Demon: It would be wise to regulate your internal energy right now. Since you consumed a spiritual beast, your internal Qi must be overflowing.

Wild Grylls: But I didn’t even eat the Inner Core?

Heavenly Demon: A spiritual beast is not called a spiritual beast for nothing. Even if it wasn’t the Inner Core, its flesh must have contained an ample amount of Qi.

Sword Matstar: There’s nothing better than a mana cultivation method when you’re sick. It’s even better if you take a sip of an Elixir before doing it.

Heavenly Demon: It is the Internal Cultivation Art, not a mana cultivation method.

Sword Matstar: It’s basically the same thing lol. Until you teach him the mnemonic, isn’t it all the same?

Heavenly Demon: I would love nothing more than to rip that wicked mouth of yours right off.

Sword Matstar: Try and rip it off then, pfft.

Heavenly Demon: How pathetic it is to see you stuck in your room, doing nothing but flapping your lips. I can practically see you idling away, growing old with nothing to do.

Sword Matstar: What did you just say?

Heavenly Demon: Hmph. I suppose I should start moving soon as well. I would hate to become a pathetic person like you.

Why is this crazy bitch suddenly catching us in the crossfire?

Area-of-effect taunt, holy shit, LMAO

Suddenly I want to help Sword Matstar.

Come to think of it, I had an Elixir.

It was something I hadn’t even thought of because of the sudden fever.

Forcing myself to endure the rising fever, I crawled forward.

Eventually, I grabbed one of the Elixirs stored in the chest.

It was an Elixir with a strikingly brilliant, glowing golden liquid.

Although the colors varied by grade, I was in too much pain to care and just grabbed whatever was closest.

’Let’s just take a sip first....’

Even popping the cork was a struggle. Should I buy some fever reducers from the auction house?

I managed to pop the cork with great effort and took a sip of the Elixir.

A strangely bitter yet refreshing sensation slid down my throat.New chapters come out on novеlping.com first.

Now, all that was left was the breathing technique. Before that, I checked the comments.

I already knew that Heavenly Demon and Sword Matstar had been locked in a keyboard war right before I closed the Gallery.

Heavenly Demon: No matter how much you struggle, I shall be the one to teach him the Internal Cultivation Art. Now, begone with you.

Sword Matstar: What if Grylls-ssi can’t understand the mnemonic?

Heavenly Demon: That shall not happen. For I will explain it to him step by step, in meticulous detail.

Sword Matstar: I’m sorry, but realistically, that’s difficult. You’re not right next to him, and it’s hard to catch up to the know-how of a mana cultivation method with just a mnemonic.

Heavenly Demon: Is it not the same for you? If he could understand it solely through written explanations, it would mean he is already a genius.

Sword Matstar: Why don’t you go read my posts first? You have no idea how good my writing skills are.

Her writing is actually good. Thanks to her, the average combat power of the continent went up.

It covers everything from basics to advanced, so both experts and beginners can follow it.

Meanwhile, Heavenly Demon just posts shitposts lol

FR lol

Sword Matstar’s writing was indeed good.

She had made even someone like me, who knew absolutely nothing, grasp the basics.

Perhaps that was why most people were more favorable toward Sword Matstar than Heavenly Demon.

It was only because of her self-paced nature that she kept replying; any ordinary person would have had a mental breakdown by now.

I should probably stop them here. Thanks to the Elixir, my dizziness had subsided a bit.

Wild Grylls: Sword Matstar-nim, please stop there. It’s true that your posts are helpful, but I don’t want to break my promise with Heavenly Demon-nim.

Sword Matstar: I’m sorry. I got ahead of myself.

Heavenly Demon: Do not pay heed to the words of one who seeks to break trust with a wicked tongue.

Wild Grylls: Sword Matstar-nim was just trying to help me too.

Fortunately, it seemed to have wrapped up to some extent.

If I hadn’t intervened, my post would probably have been filled entirely with their keyboard war.

Besides, Sword Matstar was the one who picked a fight first this time, even though Heavenly Demon did get easily triggered.

’I should sit down now....’

Even with the Elixir, the fever hadn’t completely subsided.

At best, the pain was just reduced due to the painkiller effect.

Forcing my increasingly burning body up, I crossed my legs into a lotus position.

Then, before starting the breathing, I made a request to Heavenly Demon.

Wild Grylls: I’m about to start training soon. Could you tell me the mnemonic or whatever it is?

Heavenly Demon: I can teach you, but just to be safe, I shall only give you the first mnemonic. Otherwise, you might fall into Qi Deviation.

Wild Grylls: Understood. Please leave it as a private comment.

Heavenly Demon: The heavens shall be the supreme height that all creation looks up to. Reach out your hand and grasp within it. Look not upward, but look downward. That is the heaven’s....

I thought it would be practical advice, but suddenly, a poem appeared.

It was an elegant poem, and quite fitting for a martial arts setting, if I had to say.

Which meant I couldn’t understand a single bit of it.

No wonder Sword Matstar had criticized the Internal Cultivation Art, calling it poetry rather than practical advice.

’How is this supposed to help?’

Moreover, the mnemonic wasn’t just a single line; it was quite long. Heavenly Demon’s comments kept coming one after another.

My initial skepticism was brief, and I memorized all the mnemonics she provided in the comments.

Even though my head was dizzy from the fever, it wasn’t to the point where I couldn’t memorize them at all.

"Huu..."

First, I began with breathing, focusing on the sensation of gathering the hot energy.

I didn’t forget to recite the mnemonic Heavenly Demon had taught me in my head.

I just need to visualize the image. It’s more about intuition than literal interpretation.

’It’s better than Gwandongbyeolgok.’

It was much better than that dreadful poem.

I practiced my breathing while visualizing the mnemonic Heavenly Demon had taught me.

I felt the hot energy scattered throughout my body beginning to gather in my lower abdomen.

’The heavens shall be what all creation looks up to....’

As a result of practicing the Internal Cultivation Art while reciting the mnemonic like that...

"Kkeu-eo-eo..."

I fell asleep without even realizing it.

I had an extremely bizarre dream.

A dream where I was floating in the infinitely high sky.

Beyond just floating, I was freely swimming through that sky.

Since I had never even been on an airplane before, I flew around freely for a long time.

But that freedom didn’t last long. I felt my body gradually tilting downward.

I wanted to feel this sensation as much as possible. I resisted until the very end.

But resistance was futile. Before I knew it, my body was plummeting downward.

Startled, I looked down. Below me was a dense, lush forest stretching out as far as the eye could see.

Ssuuk!

"Eu-heok!"

The sensation of falling from a great height forced me to bolt upright.

It felt like when you doze off in class and suddenly jerk awake.This chapter was copied from novеlping.com without permission.

But this was several times more intense. I was instantly wide awake.

"...."

I blinked. What kind of dream did I just have?

I remember flying freely in the sky, but I don’t know what happened after that.

It’s hard to explain. It was almost as if my soul and body had separated.

Still, it was a pretty pleasant dream. I had felt true freedom for the first time in a while.

"Kkyuu..."

While I was slightly dazed, a sad sound reached my ears.

Turning my head toward the sound, I saw a fluffy ball of fur staring at me.

It was the owlbear cub, Wonmo. Wonmo was looking at me with sad, tearful eyes.

Ggorrureuk—

At the same time, an alarm rang from his stomach.

I’m hungry. Give me food because I’m hungry. I’m sad because I’m hungry.

It felt something like that. Feeling a bit embarrassed, I checked the time first.

Actually, there was no need to check the time. Just looking outside the cave was enough.

’...Is it already night?’

The outside was already filled with pure darkness.

The time I ate the fish and got the fever was around lunchtime.

Which meant I had slept soundly for at least six hours. No wonder Wonmo had such a sad expression.

"Wonmo, I’m sorry. I’ll feed you right away."

"Kkyu!"

"Wonmo is one thing, but where did Bbareumbo go..."

As I turned my head, there Bbareumbo was.

The fellow was staring at me with a now-familiar expression.

Judging by how his mouth was chewing, it seemed he had eaten some Fasting Pills while I was asleep.

’...He didn’t eat too many, did he?’

With a trace of anxiety, I checked the number of Fasting Pills.

Fortunately, the Fasting Pills hadn’t decreased by much.

In that case, I should feed Wonmo first. I logged into the Gallery.

As always, the Gallery was bustling, but what mattered right now was Wonmo’s food.

"Here, take this."

"Kkyuuuuu!"

When I bought him a chunk of meat, his eyes sparkled with joy.

He was so cute that I stroked his head, which made him even happier.

How could I not adore him? Just looking at him warmed my heart.

’My fever seems to have broken, and I don’t feel any discomfort. I’m fine.’

As expected, getting plenty of sleep is the best remedy for a fever.

However, my body felt damp, probably because of the sweat. That couldn’t be helped.

Since it was late, it would be best to give myself a quick wash.

There were fish in the iron barrel, so taking a full bath was out of the question.

"Huh?"

It was right when I took off my clothes and stepped out of the cave. I felt a sense of doubt.

I could see ahead too well. I originally had decent night vision, but this was far clearer.

While not as bright as daytime, it was clear enough that I had no trouble moving around.

’What is this?’

My confusion was brief. I stripped off my clothes to wash.

I didn’t even need a campfire. Why bother with a campfire when I could see so well?

Though I’d still need one when sleeping. My sensitivity to the cold remained the same.

Pasak—

Before washing, as I rubbed my hand down my body, a strange sound echoed.

Hearing that sound, I looked down and was met with an unexpected sight.

My skin was peeling. Unlike when skin peels after a sunburn, the underlying skin was incredibly soft and even had a glossy sheen.

I frowned at the sight. This could only mean one thing.

’Why is there so much dead skin?’

I thought I had washed myself pretty well, but apparently not.

I should pay more attention to washing from now on.

I’ll just do a quick rinse today and take a proper bath tomorrow.

Soaking in warm water should make the dead skin come off much easier.

’And I can eat some fish for breakfast while I’m at it.’

Surely my fever won’t spike again in the meantime.

And so, when the next day dawned and I was gutting the fish...

"This came out again."

Another Inner Core popped out from the entrails.