I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 333

Because the kids took a nap, we stayed in the cave for about an hour.

In my heart, I wanted to wake them up even by force, but if their combat power dropped, it would be a headache, so I just left them alone.

The people also dissuaded me, saying there was no need to wake up sleeping kids and that I should just suffer a bit more.

’Why doesn’t anyone worry about me at all?’

Grumbling as I was, I thoroughly protected the kids.

Although I was dissatisfied at first, seeing the kids sleep melted my heart right away.

Moreover, Wonmo, who would sleep spread out flat on his back if he were at the Shelter, curled up his body.

Since we were outside, he seemed to be on guard to some extent.

"Oof. My eyes hurt."

Spending time browsing the Gallery, I rubbed my eyes.

No matter how much of a tough guy I am, broadcasting real-time video for a full hour was too much.

At least because I gave intermediate rest breaks, there were no hiccups, but now it was tough.

From after lunch onward, I would probably have to go exploring without streaming.

The fixed-nicks were disappointed, but if I wasn’t careful, I could be put in danger.

Title) I’ll show video if something amazing pops up

Wild Grylls

Until then, I’m only uploading photos lol

↳ Heavenly Demon: Your safety is of paramount importance, so do not overexert yourself.

↳ Wild Grylls: Thank you. When are you free so I can give you the Clear Sky Stalactite Oil?

↳ Heavenly Demon: This one has done nothing for you, so it would be shameless to receive it without paying any price. You keep it.

↳ Sword Matstar: If it were me, I’d have wiped my mouth clean and accepted it. You sure have great patience.

↳ Heavenly Demon: That is because it is this one. I always maintain composure.

↳ Sword Matstar: Um? As far as I know, when Grylls was chased by Mad Dog, didn’t you throw a huge fit?

↳ Yeah, I remember too.

↳ Seriously, even lovers wouldn’t call out so desperately lol

↳ When he called the potted plant she was growing a weed, she got super triggered lol

↳ Heavenly Demon: Wait. Once my business is finished, I will banish all of you.

↳ Triggered again hahaha

↳ Heavenly Demon, are you embarrassed?

↳ Cute Heavenly Demon wench lol

↳ Wild Grylls: Should I give some to Sword Matstar-nim too?

↳ Sword Matstar: I don’t really have anything to offer in return either.

↳ Passing Dwarf: Whatever, hurry up and stream the match commentary. I’m bored.

↳ Wild Grylls: Can’t you guys cheer me on a bit?

↳ Passing Dwarf: Turn it on and I’ll cheer for you lol

↳ Speak after turning it on, Grylls lol

↳ Ah hahaha I’ll cheer as soon as you turn on the stream lol

↳ Don’t tell me as soon as he streams he gets chased by monsters?

↳ Grylls: Fuck, save me you bastards

↳ Instant popcorn time lol

↳ That sounds fun hahaha

↳ Starlight Lady: Do you not have any intention to cheer normally? What bad people ㅡㅡ

My fault for expecting cheers. Snickering, I closed the Gallery.

Looking around, the kids waking from their nap were getting up sleepily.

"Kkyuuu~"

"Peeeek~"

Wonmo and Tyranno stretching in similar poses. This had to be filmed.

I recorded a video at the speed of light. How could anyone resist this?

After perching Cheongseol onto my shoulder, I finished preparations to leave.

"Let’s get going now."

"Where shall we go?"

Ludwig asked about the direction to proceed.

Telling him to head outside the cave first, I checked the party’s condition.

"Lackey. The luggage isn’t heavy, right?"

"Not heavy."

The most important party member here was Lackey, who served as both porter and battle strength.

Currently, all luggage except the Elixirs was entrusted to Lackey.

If he said it was tough, I planned to return to the Shelter immediately.

No matter how much a Subspace Backpack helped, weight couldn’t be helped after all.

’If only there were an actual game inventory.’

Becoming an explorer firsthand made me realize it. A game inventory is one of the ultimate cheat abilities.

Of course, the Subspace Backpack was also broken.

Realistically speaking, volume calculations would have been necessary too.

Soon, we stepped out of the cave and looked around. Fortunately, nothing was in sight.

Clack-

In that case, I should roll the compass that sets our direction first.

I moved my steps in the direction pointed by the Mistilteinn staff.

The rest of the party wore dumbfounded expressions at my behavior, but soon followed along.

They also knew that unless we used this method, there was no means to determine a direction.

"Are you going to keep doing that?"

"Do you have a better method?"You are reading on novelping(.)com, the official source.

"I don’t."

"Right?"

Of course, even if I chose the path with the staff, I didn’t go blindly.

If it felt dangerous, I planned to roll the staff again.

Unless it was an unusual case like the cave, I wanted to avoid dangerous spots.

’Since Cheongseol said she remembered this location....’

Just in case, I decided to set up guideposts.

Guideposts amounted to nothing more than driving nearby tree branches into the ground like stakes.

Since Cheongseol might not be able to use her ability, it was always good to prepare.

’When will we arrive at the World Tree?’

Dangerous beasts or monsters were likely lurking near the World Tree.

Right at the World Tree’s roots, didn’t Mother Nidhogg reside?

Outside the roots, there were bound to be beasts powerful enough to rival her.

Still, with Cheongseol around, we could consider ourselves to have some insurance.

"Roaaar!"

"It’s a bear. Everyone be careful."

We ran into a bear along the way, but surprisingly it was an ordinary bear.

An ordinariness ill-suited for the Forest of the Four Seasons, where all kinds of monsters exist.

However, it might only look like this on the outside, possessing an unexpected ability.

I put up my shield in front to prepare against the bear’s charge.

Swish!

But something shot out like a whip from the bear’s mouth. A pink tongue.

I was flustered by the tongue flying out of nowhere, but Ludwig stepped up first and sliced it lightly.

"Kaaaaah!"

Having its tongue sliced off, the bear stopped its charge mid-stride, screamed, and collapsed to the ground.

Next, its body bulged unevenly and gradually began to shift forms.

Its thick body lengthened, and even a non-existent tail sprouted.

Its head also changed to resemble a reptile, and before long its identity was revealed.

"C-Chameleon?"

It was a chameleon. And an alligator-sized chameleon like the one seen before.

With its tongue cut off, the creature trembled with its mouth open.

Originally, chameleons possess the ability to ’assimilate’ with surrounding environments.

But the creature I was looking at right now had changed its very form.

Thump!

Regardless of that, it had to die. Ludwig plunged his sword into the creature’s head before it was too late.

As its head was pierced by the sword, the chameleon went limp with its severed tongue sticking out.

It was such a colossal creature that even flipping its body over was difficult.

"Master. Take this hide?"

"I wonder."

Shape-shifting beyond camouflage was likely the chameleon’s inherent ability, not a property of its hide.

Even if we brought the hide, it wouldn’t have special effects, so I wondered if we really should take it.

"Let’s take just the hide for now. It might be useful somewhere."

If worse came to worst, I could toss it to the dwarf to handle or hand it to Praise the Sun.

Together with the party, I removed the hide and placed it into the Subspace Backpack.

The weight of the hide was quite heavy, but Lackey could comfortably bear it.

Tap!

"Now let’s head over there."

Re-assessing direction with the Mistilteinn staff, I moved our steps.

Seeing the dense trees gradually disappear, signs that this tedious jungle was coming to an end were visible.

"Kiaaaah!"

"Now it’s a scorpion."

Aside from that, we had to confront a house-sized scorpion, though.

Well, being closer to a relatively ordinary monster, subjugation wasn’t difficult.

There wasn’t much worth taking, so we left the carcass behind and departed.

Walking endlessly like that, we were able to escape the jungle.

"Escaping the jungle is great and all, but..."

I hesitated on what words to say at the sight unfolding before my eyes.

If it were an ordinary ’environment’, I would have described it somehow.

"Was there civilization in the Forest of the Four Seasons too?"

"It’s my first time here too, so I wouldn’t know."

With various kinds of ’trash’ including iron piled up, I didn’t know how to express it.

Calling it trash, it was mostly a scene looking like dumped scrap metal.

Among them were things looking like cars, square objects, and so forth.

Shuuuuu-

Even right beside us was an ocean. However, polluted by garbage, the ocean’s color was a dull green.

Scurry-scurry-

"Kkyuu. Kkyu."

"Ehey. Don’t eat that. It’s dirty, dirty."

On the ground presumed to have been a sandy beach, hermit crabs scurried around.

The hermit crabs were carrying shells made of iron.The source of this chapter is novеlping.com.

I faintly recalled hearing back on Earth that they make homes out of garbage discarded by humans.

From the hermit crab’s perspective, it was practically a jackpot where they could easily find a house.

’I should investigate this place pretty thoroughly.’

Even if it was garbage, the fact that it was a trace of civilization didn’t change.

Looking around, I logged into the Gallery to stream commentary.

Since my eyes had recovered to some extent, turning on the stream should be fine.

"Everyone. You see that over there, right?"

↳ Passing Dwarf: What’s that? Don’t tell me that’s trash?

↳ Starlight Lady: Trash in the Forest of the Four Seasons... How strange. Was there civilization in the Forest of the Four Seasons too?

↳ Suspiciously...: Seeing how it’s all iron, didn’t dwarves build it?

↳ Let’s Grow Trees: Since there was a World Tree, elves might have built it!

↳ Praise the Sun: Yeah right lol

Expected reactions followed one after another. Everyone was astonished.

Rather than responding to each of their reactions, I prioritized rummaging through the garbage.

A rather unpleasant smell came from the pile of garbage, but it was bearable.

Instead, since the kids might eat something without knowing better, I strictly managed them.

Clank- clank-

"This is..."

While digging through the trash, I discovered a familiar object.

It was an item looking like a blender, even possessing a long power cord.

Something became certain through this: civilization did exist in the Forest of the Four Seasons.

Perhaps civilization exists in a place yet to be discovered.

Because space shifted in real-time, the probability of discovery was just extremely low.

’No. If it were that, Vanir would have told me in advance.’

This forest is essentially a territory managed by Vanir.

If there had been a civilization, she would have at least given me a heads-up.

They are merely traces. Harboring useless expectations would only lead to disappointment.

’Are there no decent items?’

I rummaged through the garbage to see if there were any usable items.

Most were powered by electricity, so taking them didn’t seem like it would help much.

"Master! Here strange guy!"

Just then, Lackey, who was digging through trash elsewhere, shouted.

Hearing that shout, I rushed over. Before I knew it, the rest of the party had arrived too.

"Lackey. What’s wrong?"

"Look at that guy over there."

I turned my head toward where Lackey pointed.

Turning my head, a slightly bizarre creature caught my eyes.

"...A crab?"

Another crustacean, and a crab at that. But it was different from what we’ve met so far.

The huge claw pincers and unique crustacean shell were identical.

But as if mutated by genetic variation, everything below was different.

Starting with having a long ’waist’ like a human.

Below that waist grew six legs, which, unlike an ordinary crab, were structured to move back and forth.

"Kkurureuk. Kkuruk."

"Kkuruk. Kkuruk."

Crucially, like a hermit crab, it was carrying strange garbage on its back.

Perhaps its physical strength was extraordinarily high, as it seemed to move without inconvenience.

"Ludwig-ssi. Are there monsters like that?"

"There are none."

Ludwig also stated it was a monster he was seeing for the first time. It seemed to be a monster found only in the Forest of the Four Seasons.

The hermit crabs that had evolved in a strange direction observed us with protruding eyeballs.

Soon, as if done observing, they slightly bowed their waists with politeness(?).

’Don’t tell me these guys evolved like goblins too?’

Contrary to such foolish expectations...

Clank! Clank!

A sound echoed from the garbage carried on the hermit crab’s back.

I definitely thought it was ordinary trash, but wasn’t that trash splitting apart to both sides?!

And what was revealed between those split gaps was....

"...Holy fucking shit. Is that..."

A machine gun with multiple barrels—simply put, a minigun.

It was definitely not just for show. How do I know?

Whirrrrrr-

Because the minigun began to spin furiously.

The moment I saw that, I shrieked and shouted to the party.

"Everyone get behind me! Cain-ssi, stand next to me holding the coffin!!!"

Did they trust my cry? The party took formation just as I desired.

While forming up, from the minigun spinning furiously....

Drrrrrrrrrrk!!!

Intense sparks and flames began spewing forth.

’What kind of insane hybrid is that?!’