I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 456

The Seafood Bibim Sauce appearing from inside the wool was completely out of nowhere.

I could understand carrying a bunker on its back like the giant hermit crab, but storing canned food was a first.

It hadn’t even opened those cans. Then again, how could a four-legged beast open canned food anyway?

Canned food allows long-term storage, but at least several hundred years must have passed.

So I dumped every single bit of it. I didn’t even open them individually to throw them out.

’There’s no trash dump as great as across the river.’

While retrieving the fish caught in the traps, I threw them across the river as a side errand.

Currently, across the river was a land cracked open due to drought. A region where no living creatures were visible at all.

Seureureuk—

Not at all. From between the cracked fissures, tentacles wriggled out.

It even proceeded to drag the cans right into the fissures in the ground.

Udeudeuk! Kkwadeudeuk!

The sound of aluminum tearing apart rang out vividly. I stared dumbfounded at the scene.

As expected, across the river is dangerous. I’m definitely never going over there.

’Ludwig really had heaven’s luck on his side.’

According to Alex’s testimony, there were even regions with radioactive volcanoes.

Places like that were trouble from the moment you set foot in them. To begin with, I hadn’t even grasped this region properly.

’Now that I know the origin of the Land of Fire, all that’s left is the World Tree.’

I thought to myself while retrieving the fish caught in the traps. Now, only the World Tree really remained.

Furthermore, another bunker—and one related to the Republic of Korea at that—might exist in this forest.

Sure, one could ask if this place isn’t the Americas, specifically the United States.

Since space here was tangled up in a jumble from the start, dwelling on it did no good.

It was better to just generously let it slide, thinking, ’Oh, so a place like this exists~’.

Chiiiiik!

What was more important than that was food. I used the freshly caught fish for lunch.

We butchered the giant sheep, but there was one fact I learned only recently.

Unlike seafood, meat doesn’t taste better just because you eat it immediately.

Rather, it was often somewhat tough and even gave off a gamy smell.

Therefore, I decided to store the butchered sheep in the freezer facility to let it age.

Also, having received advice from the Gallery that mutton has a gamy odor, I received wine from Dwarf.

"Then are winter preparations finished?"

"We need a bit more, but covering it with vegetables should be fine."

Securing meat was to store protein. Fish and vegetables alone wouldn’t be enough.

Part of it was because of Wonmo, but my own meal intake had also increased significantly.

’Was this mentioned as one of the biggest drawbacks of External Arts?’

External Arts were martial techniques that strengthened the physical body itself. Naturally, meal intake had to increase.

Without looking far, one could roughly infer it just by looking at an athlete’s daily meal intake.

Let alone the fact that I had insane amounts of Internal Energy in addition to External Arts. My meal intake per sitting was structurally destined to be huge.

’I shouldn’t have teased Wonmo for being a pig.’

Before winter arrived, we had to store as much food as possible. Buying from the Gallery was strictly for when things were truly desperate.

I learned that lesson the hard way during the last Gallery maintenance. It was seriously dangerous back then.

Not only did the Gallery maintenance last longer than expected, but a sudden earthquake destroyed the food storehouse.

If I relied too heavily on the Gallery and another incident like that struck, the future would be bleak.

’Ludwig-ahjussi too, Lackey too—everyone’s meal portion per sitting is terrifying.’

I wasn’t stubbornly hoarding food for nothing. Every single one of them was a pig.

Afterward, I cultivated vegetables in the garden and harvested honey.

I thoroughly prepared for the impending winter. Bbareumbo was still in a state of incomplete recovery.

Preparing step-by-step like that, evening approached before we knew it.

"Master. Give me one more."

"Eat sparingly. We’ll run out of food at this rate."

"We can just get more later. Let’s go catch crabs tomorrow."

"Haha."

Come evening, most of the food we painstakingly prepared was depleted.

Since each person ate at least three meals’ worth, the consumption rate was no joke.

Still, I couldn’t tell them to scrimp and save, because as I mentioned earlier, everyone could handle mana.

To handle mana smoothly, plentiful meals were essential.

"Ludwig-ahjussi."

"Speak."

"How long can a knight or martial artist hold out if they starve?"Visit nоvelping.com for the full chapter.

So I slyly asked in a roundabout way, probing if they couldn’t cut back.

But Ludwig’s reply defied my expectations.

"Do you know the Rule of Threes?"

"The Rule of Threes?"

"Three minutes without air, three days without water, three weeks without food."

I had heard of it. The most critical thing for survival is water.

If you can’t drink water even for a day, your throat goes beyond being parched and feels like it’s turned into a desert itself.

It also demonstrated humanity’s greatest advantage: being able to hold out for three weeks without food.

It showed that human storage capacity was vastly superior compared to other animals.

’Though that ability turned into obesity in modern times.’

Obesity becoming a social issue took less than a century by my standards.

Just a hundred years ago, more than a few countries suffered from famine. Africa continuously suffered from famine.

So while envying people who didn’t gain weight easily, people used to say:

If you had been born in the primitive era, you would have starved to death.

"However, the Rule of Threes does not apply to knights. We can hold out for three minutes without air, and over three days without water."

"What about food?"

"We can endure for a month."

"...?"

Is that really human? Enduring for a month drinking only water.

Of course, it wasn’t an impossible story. I had heard it somewhere.

A story of a three-hundred-pound man starving under medical supervision.

Though he steadily received essential nutrients like vitamins, he somehow endured.

"With mana, talent is talent, but constitution is most important. And the more prone a body is to gaining weight, the better it accepts mana."

"You’re saying a constitution prone to gaining weight is better?"

"It means it absorbs nutrition well."

"Then instead of building muscle, if you just gain weight, you get stronger?"

Ludwig shook his head at my words.

He said that while such cases weren’t non-existent, muscle efficiency was several times superior.

For a person to exert power, muscle rather than fat was necessary.

Furthermore, Mana Cultivation Methods or Internal Cultivation Arts were more efficient when bodily waste products were low.

"That is why when you look at strong female knights or female masters, most have large breasts and hips."

"...."

"Do not think weird thoughts. If you truly cannot believe it, ask the Gallery."

Talking about perverted things with a serious face made him hard to believe.

Wondering if it was true, I subtly posted a thread on the Gallery.

Title) There are lots of female masters here, right?

Wild Grylls

I asked Ludwig-ahjussi, and he said the stronger a woman is, the bigger her breasts and hips are. Is that true?

It sounds a bit perverted, but I just don’t get it. As far as I know, those things are usually genetics.

[Heavenly Demon] Mine are large.

[Sword Matstar] Mine too.

[Princess Chaenggu] Mine too~

I don’t believe it. Everyone post pictures.

Fr if it’s just talk, mine are huge too lol

Are you a girl too?

I’m a guy.

GTFO

[Starlight Lady] I cannot agree... when I was ill, I was truly skin and bones. Though I have become healthier now, as Grylls-nim said, isn’t it closer to genetics?

[Allfather] I agree to some extent that a constitution prone to gaining weight accumulates mana well. However, fat concentrating only in the breasts and hips... departs from the realm of science.

Who are you to boss people around? If it’s good, then that’s all that matters.

There is a rumor like that, but hardly anything detailed is known.

If it departs from science, isn’t it the realm of mythology?

Could Aris be like that too?

[Don’t Abandon the Hero] Do not commit blasphemy!

How is this blasphemy? I don’t get it ;;

Yeah. Sexual harassment maybe, but blasphemy?

That’s even worse, you lunatics hahahaFollow the newest chapters on novelping . com.

Asking the Gallery, they said while such urban legends existed, it wasn’t scientifically proven.

Still, as someone said, a good thing is a good thing, so I moved on. It wasn’t something for me to worry about anyway.

However, the part about a constitution prone to gaining weight increasing mana affinity—that part required attention.

’Strange. I don’t have a weight-gaining constitution.’

Rather, I was closer to a skinny constitution. My basal metabolic rate was high even without exercising.

It was to the extent that just starving a little caused me to drop weight. That was why I lost a ton of weight in the military.

A friend once told me: ’If you had been born in primitive times, you would have starved to death long ago.’

[Wild Grylls] Then are there cases where mana accumulates even with a skinny constitution?

[Sword Matstar] That usually happens when two relationships subtly overlap.

[Wild Grylls] They overlap to cause it?

[Sword Matstar] Yes. Mana consumes energy just by existing inside. And mana is difficult to store before learning a Cultivation Method or Mental Cultivation Method.

[Wild Grylls] So if mana accumulates just by breathing, it means even with a weight-gaining constitution it balances out? Because energy is consumed as fast as it accumulates?

[Sword Matstar] As expected, you’re so smart. Exactly. To compare, if an ordinary person is walking, what you described, Grylls-nim, means running continuously.

Sword Matstar explained it accurately. It wasn’t walking, but running at all times.

On top of that, since I even accelerated in that state, the efficiency was going insane.

’Wow. A case like this actually exists?’

I was speechlessly stunned. And then I realized.

From now on, with my mana only bound to increase, I had to consider efficiency when eating meals too.

It was better to consume carbohydrates frequently if possible. If converted into fat, it would hold out to some extent.

’By the way, is there no famine in this world? How do they endure when everyone’s meal intake is like this?’

Earth had a scientist who created bread from air, but this place was different.

Through what process did they resolve food shortages? I asked about this.

Title) How do you guys endure food shortages here?

Wild Grylls

(Cute photo of Wonmo)

When I lived back home, science was developed so that’s that, but you don’t have that here.

It wouldn’t be strange if food shortages happened, so how are you enduring?

We drop lightning with magic?

[Wild Grylls] With magic?;;

Yeah, wisdom of our ancestors.

When lightning drops from the sky, that land becomes fertile. Knowing that, they drop lightning with magic.

So whenever a bad harvest hits, all mages are dispatched. Lightning magic is pretty tricky.

Dropping lightning with magic. What a concise yet amazing ability.

No wonder the rate of development formed a subtle imbalance. I could pretty much understand.

’Wait. Then...’

What would happen if lightning was dropped on my vegetable garden too?

The garden already grew rapidly just by planting. I became curious about what would happen if lightning hit it.

"Therefore, Park Kkobong, let’s move."

"I have to read a book."

"I’ll make candied sweet potatoes for you."

The moment Lackey heard ’candied sweet potatoes’, he stepped out while grumbling. Thus, we arrived at the garden.

Before planting seeds, I asked Lackey to drop lightning. As a side note, I sprinkled water too.

"Lightning."

Kwajijik!

Together with the water, lightning seeped into the ground. I immediately planted the seeds.

The seed I planted was none other than rice. How much would this grow?

Ppok—

At first, it sprouted small seed leaves, and then—

Jjuuuu-uk—

It grew straight up endlessly.

To the point where tilting my head back wasn’t even enough.

"...."

"...Master."

"...What."

"Until when will this grow?"

Thus, knowing no fear of the sky, the rice stalk grew tower-high, and—

"Master can handle it yourself."

"...."

We ended up filming a real-life Jack and the Beanstalk.