I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 536

Since the Gallery could be accessed from every country in the world, countless people gathered there.

Consequently, the speed at which posts were created was immense. Drawing attention here was a remarkable feat in itself.

Thus, posts were generally categorized. This was a feature embedded within the Orange Badge’s authority.

Though the criteria were up to the Orange Badge’s discretion, most were divided by country.

Of course, even if divided by country, the actual categorization depended on the poster’s mood, so it didn’t mean much.

Hence, managing the Gallery alone was practically impossible for the Orange Badge, making the appointment of Blue Badges an indispensable choice.

’Besides, the Gallery has been extremely active lately.’

Yoo So-wol thought to herself as she temporarily closed the Gallery.

Teasing Sword Matstar was always fun, but she couldn’t neglect her day job.

In particular, according to the report from her close aide, Wi Seol-ak, the time to take action in earnest was drawing near.

The armies of the Heavenly Demon Cult and the Imperial Court hadn’t collided full-scale yet. What was needed right now was unifying the Jianghu.

Only by placing numerous clans, including the Five Great Clans, under the Sacred Cult’s banner could a true contest of strength take place.

’The most troublesome are the religious sects, including the Shaolin Temple.’

Yoo So-wol also knew very well how the current situation was turning out.

Though she left most brainwork to Wi Seol-ak, she possessed the insight to read the bigger picture.

Currently, the biggest obstacle to unifying the Jianghu wasn’t the Five Great Clans, but sects with heavy religious overtones.

Particularly Shaolin and Emei—Buddhist-related sects—were bound to offer fierce resistance.

’Buddhism is a religion acknowledged even by my benefactor. Touching it recklessly will only spark backlash.’

Her visit to Shaolin Temple was out of pure curiosity: whether the Buddha statue Grylls knew matched the one at Shaolin.

There were similarities and differences.

Instead, one thing remained unchanged: if the Heavenly Demon wished to win, she would win.

Reflecting on it over time, she concluded that she shouldn’t touch them carelessly.

Prodding them unnecessarily might bring annoying trouble later.

Hadn’t countless rulers fallen throughout history due to failing internal discipline?

’The Demonic Brain is resolving this well. Both sects won’t escape the limitation of being martial sects in the end.’

Buddhism in this world was closer to a philosophy than a religion. Faith elements were mostly used as symbols.

Targeting their tendency not to meddle in secular affairs would suffice.

Furthermore, the Heavenly Demon Cult was a gathering of those persecuted by the Imperial Court or marginalized.

Just as it was hard for the Sacred Cult to recklessly meddle with Shaolin, it was difficult for Shaolin to directly oppose the Sacred Cult.

Maintaining steady diplomacy while ignoring each other like a cow watching a chicken would make life easy.

’Before that...’

Yoo So-wol looked around and quietly stepped forward. She was currently resting in her bedroom.

Normally, overcome with boredom, she would have browsed the Gallery all day, but not recently.

The plant she had been steadily growing for a while now was finally showing signs of blooming.

A plant she cherished so deeply that she fought with it resting on her palm during the martial arts tournament.

’I didn’t even infuse my own Qi; I nurtured it with pure effort.’

For other Hair Growth Herbs, Yoo So-wol accelerated their growth by infusing Internal Energy directly.

Normally impossible, but it worked because the plant originated from the Forest of the Four Seasons.

Did it wither immediately without Internal Energy? Not at all.

She was still cultivating Hair Growth Herbs steadily, and though growth was slow, harvests were consistent.

’When it buds into a flower, my benefactor will be pleased.’

Yoo So-wol let out a faint smile. She wanted it to bloom quickly so she could show it to Grylls.

The Hair Growth Herb’s leaves were effective, but its flowers offered tremendous potency. The issue was efficiency.

Since it wasn’t great in terms of yield efficiency, few specimens actually produced flower buds.

’Still, the flower is exceedingly beautiful.’

There was only one place to share this secret joy. So she logged back into the Gallery she had closed earlier.

Logging in triggered a barrage of notifications. Yoo So-wol quietly opened the message window.

As expected, it was messages of Sword Matstar screaming at her. Looks like she got properly triggered.

It was like watching a small dog barking, bringing a chuckle. She could easily ignore this.

Title) It’s just about to bloom

[Heavenly Demon]

(Photo of a plant with flower buds 1)

(Photo of a carefully nurtured plant 1)

Imbued with this maiden’s care and effort, it finally blooms.

Surely it will be a flower as beautiful as this maiden.

↳ Sword Matstar) Wondered where you went, here you are lol

↳ Heavenly Demon) Looking like someone stalking an ex-boyfriend. Pathetic.

↳ Sword Matstar) Yoooou better watch out, one of these days you’re gonna get it ㅡㅡ

↳ Heavenly Demon) Hmph.

She had clearly provoked her badly. Yoo So-wol formed a slight smirk.

Even if Sword Matstar challenged her to a so-called ’Real-Life PK,’ she would gladly accept.

Of course, Wi Seol-ak’s stomach would burn with stomach ulcers, but this was a matter of pride.

’Real-Life PKs are a deep-rooted tradition in Gallery history.’

There were past instances of Orange Badges and Blue Badges fighting over differing opinions, and minor Real-Life PKs occurred.

Judging by Sword Matstar’s posts, she seemed to be a fairly renowned knight, but Yoo So-wol wasn’t worried.

Currently, the Central Plains had entered a civil war, making foreign entry extremely difficult.

Unless she snuck in on a cargo ship, entering through formal procedures would be tough.

Around the time Yoo So-wol was gleefully teasing Sword Matstar—

↳ Have you done repotting?

↳ The leaves look a bit wilted; seems like you gave it too much water.

↳ The room looks dark; you’re keeping it exposed to sunlight, right?

↳ If growing indoors, keep windows open. Poor ventilation causes problems.Find the original chapter at novelpin⁠g.com.

↳ Seeing the wilted leaves, looks like you neglected pruning.

↳ Did you give it fertilizer?

A barrage of replies from plant experts poured in. Yoo So-wol was flabbergasted.

Even usually, when she posted, a few hidden masters dropped tips before leaving.

However, with her stubborn nature, Yoo So-wol ignored most of them, believing sincerity and effort were all it took to raise a plant.

Moreover, she judged that keeping a plant under sunlight continuously was enough. But what was this?

’Indeed... the leaves are a bit wilted.’

Aside from the flower buds, the plant lacked vigor. It was the consequence of focusing solely on the end result.

Yoo So-wol pondered for a moment before replying quietly.

↳ Heavenly Demon) This maiden cultivated it with care and effort. Is that alone not enough?

↳ That’s like a mother asking "Why is my kid sick?" without giving them vaccinations. Still, don’t feel down. Heavenly Demon-nim just didn’t know. You can learn step by step from now on.

↳ Damn;; Beat her to a pulp without a single curse word;;

↳ Plant growers are genuinely spicy.

↳ Last time someone said their mom is great at growing plants but terrible with pets lmfao

↳ Ah, was that told to the guy who said his mom sold off his plants lmfao

↳ lmfaooooo

↳ lmfaoooooo

↳ lmfaooooooo

"..."

Yoo So-wol was hurt. Genuinely hurt.

Taking a long breath to regain composure made it obvious.

Even as the Heavenly Demon, she couldn’t escape the roasting honed by Gallery users.

Yet she couldn’t stay hurt forever. Controlling her mind, she took every piece of advice to heart.

↳ But isn’t there cases where plants grow healthy even when raised like Heavenly Demon?

↳ Across plants and animals, that case only exists in the Forest of the Four Seasons.

↳ lmfaoooooo

↳ lmfaooooo

↳ Grylls eating bread in the Forest of Four Seasons gets caught straying lmfao

↳ Is that an insult or a compliment lmfao

↳ Probably both lmfao

Grylls, minding his own business, was suddenly caught in the crossfire.

Thanks to that, Yoo So-wol snickered briefly, but only for a moment.

"...Demonic Brain."

"Yes, Your Heavens."

Because she felt a familiar presence outside.

Yoo So-wol closed the Gallery immediately and moved the plant to a sunny spot.

Then she spoke to the Demonic Brain standing behind the door.

"Is this a matter requiring this maiden’s personal presence?"

"Yes, it is. Those who reject Heaven have issued an official statement of condemnation."

"Even so, overturning them with martial force would be pure terror."

Fear was a double-edged sword. The message ’refuse and die’ would certainly be effective.

However, as a counter-reaction, forces resisting further would increase.

As Yoo So-wol pondered this, the Demonic Brain spoke up.

"Rain falling from Heaven is precious nourishment for farmers, yet that rain sometimes causes great floods."

"..."

"Thunder and lightning also enrich the farmers’ lands, yet they serve as symbols of divine retribution."

Yoo So-wol smirked. His silver tongue was truly remarkable.

That was why he remained the second-in-command of the Heavenly Demon Cult. Yoo So-wol stood up.

She went to retrieve the plant she had carefully set aside earlier... then stopped.

It was about to bloom soon, so there was no reason to show it an unpleasant situation.

’Did that plant expert say even plants read the mood?’

It was advice given by a plant expert. As seen from plants growing fast when spoken to with kind words, they could read the atmosphere.

Therefore, if Yoo So-wol emitted even a bit of murderous intent, the plant would inevitably be affected.

Besides, she was on her way to deliver ’divine retribution.’ It would only cause negative influences.

’I can’t allow that.’

Instead:

"Demonic Brain."

"Command me."

"I entrust this plant to you."

"This is...?"

She decided to entrust it to the Demonic Brain, Wi Seol-ak.

Wi Seol-ak was bewildered by Yoo So-wol’s request.

Since he already knew Yoo So-wol’s fixed nick, he knew the origin of this plant.

Still, he feigned ignorance. It would be troublesome if he revealed his knowledge.

"Treat it as this maiden’s alter ego and nurture it with utmost care."

"...Yes."

"Should it bloom, use an orb to take a photo."

"..."

Wi Seol-ak swallowed down the words rising from his chest.

The newcomer Dolsoe managed the winter comfortably.

No, beyond comfortably, he adapted perfectly to life as the youngest.Visit NovelPing for the full chapter.

Tending the bonfire faithfully so it wouldn’t die out was basic.

What I liked most was that he woke up at almost the exact same time as me.

Furthermore, he woke up the Jukebox Mimic for the morning wake-up song and fed it too.

Dolsoe handled the chores I used to take care of on his own initiative, so life had never been more comfortable.

Not that I dumped everything on him. The rest of the gang faithfully did their parts as well.

So I thought this winter would pass smoothly.

"Brother. Have you ever done ice fishing?"

"What is fishing?"

"Something super fun."

Right. Ice fishing itself was fine.

Because no matter what got hooked, I could easily deal with it.

Also, most of what was caught during this ice fishing trip were just large fish.

So it could be considered an anticlimactic result compared to our preparations, but...

"This ugly. Looks like ball."

"Looks like Brother. Inflatable when angry, just same."

"Wanna get hit?"

The issue was that it wasn’t an ordinary fish, but a blowfish—

Buuuk!

And it was inflating larger and larger.

"Huh? Uh, wait?"

"This is puffing—"

Kkwang!!!

Oh boy. Good grief.

The moment it got pulled out of the water, they ended up hooking a blowfish that exploded like a bomb.

Luckily, I noticed the sign in time and kicked it far away; otherwise, it would’ve been a disaster.

Lackey and Dolsoe, who did the ice fishing, looked up with dazed expressions.

Fish bones and flesh were showering down like rain.

"Phew... Can’t even get an Inner Core now."

"..."

"What are you doing? Not fishing anymore?"

"Actually, I prefer aged meat."

"Ahem. Ahem."

Instead of one Lackey, now I have two. How did Dolsoe turn into an idiot too?

Maybe it was because he dropped the burden of being a tribe leader, or maybe he was always like this.

Sighing inwardly, I logged into the Gallery. Winter was slowly coming to an end.

’Once winter ends, I’ll clean things up and head out to explore.’

Having rested for a long time, it was time to embark on an exploration again.

’The Colossus is gone, so as long as I clear the path to the World Tree, I should be set.’

Since the gorilla tribe was dealt with, nothing stood in my way anymore.

By breaking through step by step, I would eventually reach the World Tree.

Just as I stepped inside the cave, I encountered a strange sight.

Ttiriring-

"Huh?"

A sweet instrumental sound caught my ears from somewhere. It sounded like someone plucking guitar strings.

The only guitar around was the one I gave Lackey. But Lackey had gotten sick of it lately and left it untouched.

Which meant someone else was playing it...

Ttiriring! Ttiring!

"...Maengkkongi?"

"Ppiyung."

Astonishingly, Maengkkongi was plucking a guitar while sitting on a chair.

Considering the size of a guitar, you might ask if that was even possible.

Who knows when he crafted it, but Maengkkongi held a miniature guitar perfectly fitted to his body.

[He made it using threads from the World Tree. Do you remember how he used to collect tiny twigs?]

While I stood bewildered, Cain quietly approached and explained what happened.

I had seen signs of it before, but passed it off as him working hard at something.

To think he used World Tree thread to craft a makeshift guitar. I was speechlessly amazed.

That wasn’t all.

Ttiriring- Ttiring-

"This~ isn’t it~ My heart~ isn’t~ like this~"

He was actually singing along to a song I occasionally hummed.

I watched the sight quietly, then—

Title) Maengkkongi playing guitar

Wild Grylls

(Video of Maengkkongi singing)

Everyone please give a round of applause.

I immediately posted it to the Gallery.

"Alright, Maengkkongi."

"Ppiyung?"

"Play us another song tonight."

We’re having a party tonight.