I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 589

Countless people had attempted alchemy through cooking, but Lackey was probably the first to succeed at necromancy.

Necromancy, while lower in difficulty than gravity magic, was still one of the most tricky forms of magic.

It wasn’t actually reviving a dead person, but rather closer to puppetry.

However, granting autonomy—that is, self-awareness—to that puppet was impossible for anyone less than an exceptional necromancer.

"Wait, this is surprisingly delicious?"

"Then in the food storage..."

"Absolutely not."

Anyway, moving past the beer can chicken incident.

We thoroughly enjoyed the roast chicken that Lackey cooked himself.

You might ask how we could eat something like that, but whether it had a time limit or something, it collapsed again before long.

Throwing away a dish that was so deliciously roasted seemed like a waste, so we decided to just eat it.

This was based on our conclusion that even with necromancy, moving the actual meat rather than the bones would be impossible.

Conversely, that meant we had to throw away every single bone. There was no telling what crazy shenanigans they might pull if they reassembled themselves.

And so, the undead roast chicken crisis passed smoothly, and I placed a temporary cooking ban on Lackey.

Though the end result was good, the process had been truly gruesome, leaving me no choice but to take such measures.

Lackey grumbled, but perhaps recognizing his own antics, he didn’t talk back.

Time passed after that, and after comfortably weathering the winter, a warm spring approached.

"Kkyuuung..."

"Did our Wonmo wake up?"

"I’m hungryyy..."

Fluffy-furred Wonmo woke up from his hibernation.

Since he hadn’t shed his winter coat yet, I thought a giant ball was rolling around.

I brushed Wonmo with a comb so he could shed his fur more easily.

Whenever I saw fur coming off in clumps, I thought, ’Should I make a plush toy out of this?’

"Pbiing..."

"Pbeeeek...!"

The other kids also woke up from hibernation one by one.

I needed to give something delicious to the kids waking up from hibernation. Wonmo first.

"I wanna sleep more..."

"Huh? You’re not gonna eat?"

"Kkyuuung..."

Surprisingly, Wonmo went back inside the house.

For Wonmo, who usually couldn’t overcome his gluttony and caused all sorts of trouble, to show such a reaction was astonishing.

I wondered if he was sick somewhere, but that didn’t seem to be it. He really just looked exhausted.

Next up were Tyranno and Cheongseol...

Jjwaaak!

"Pbeeeek! Pbeeeng!"

"Krr-rng."

Cheongseol’s mother, Nidhogg, appeared and briefly took her away.

Though I was a bit flustered by the sudden takeaway, I figured she must have her reasons.

And so, Tyranno was left behind alone. Since I had plenty of sweet potatoes from Santa, giving him a lot would be fine.

Moreover, having just woken from hibernation, replenishing nutrition was essential.

"Here. I’ll give you candied sweet potatoes."

"Haljjak!"

Tyranno was not just smacking his lips, but his eyes were shining brightly. He had a look that said he would devour it the instant I gave permission.

But compared to the other kids, Tyranno was relatively good at holding back his gluttony.

Even right now, isn’t he staying completely still while I wipe every nook and cranny of his body with a wet towel?

Once I cleaned him up nicely and gave the word, Tyranno began scarfing down the candied sweet potatoes while drool dripped from his mouth.

"Ah! Me too! Me too!"

"Wonmo. Didn’t you say you were going to sleep?"

"I smelled something delicious!"

Befitting an Owlbear with a superior sense of smell, Wonmo came dashing out of the house as well.

Ever since consuming the Dragon Heart, his reason seemed to outweigh his instincts more, but a child is still a child.

I smiled warmly seeing the two kids eat so happily. I’d give Cheongseol hers separately when she came back later.

"Kieeek. Kieek."

"She asks what on earth you fed the child for her to shed her skin."

"Uh..."

Should I not have given it to her? I was flustered when Nidhogg, who returned with Cheongseol, gave me a subtle scolding.

I had indeed fed her many things, including World Tree roots. Recently, she had even eaten a Dragon Heart.

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In human terms, Cheongseol had currently grown far beyond average.

Too much of anything wasn’t good, so it was only natural for a parent to worry.

’I still have a lot of Dragon Hearts left, though.’

There was no telling what would happen after consuming all of them. I’ll think about this slowly.

After giving food to the kids who woke up from hibernation, I began tidying up.

While tidying up, they asked where Ludwig had gone, but I explained it well.

"He went outside the Forest of the Four Seasons? How did he leave?"

"Come to think of it, you were here too. I completely forgot."

Whether he had been hibernating together with them or recharging his power, Heukgu revealed himself.

Even though he said he was recharging power, he was about the same size as the other kids. He really looked like a literal dark pup.

"By any chance, do you know Santa too?"

"I know him as a being who hands out presents to children every Christmas."

"That Santa took him away."

I explained the detailed circumstances to Heukgu.

Since this guy had also been hibernating throughout the winter, he didn’t know a thing.

As soon as he heard that I had put on all kinds of wild shows for Ludwig’s sake at the end, he spoke in an absurd tone.

"You pulled a sleigh driven by those two spirit deer with brute strength? Are you really a human?"

"Well, that’s a hurtful thing to say. For now, I am human."

I’m used to being treated as something other than human by now.

In the first place, considering it every single time is meaningless.

"By the way, that’s strange. Santa would never listen unless it were a command from a God."

"You know about Santa as well?"

"I’ve only heard of him; I don’t know the details."

Makes sense he wouldn’t know. By Earth’s standards originally, Santa wasn’t a real entity.

Well, that’s not what’s important right now, so let’s move on. More importantly, the upcoming New Year is key.

Unexpected accidents like Santa could occur during the New Year, after all.

Since there’s already a precedent, preparing in advance isn’t a bad idea.

"Then do you know what the Gods did every New Year?"

"They ate delicious food."

"..."

It was so modest that I was left speechless. Should I really make some delicious rice cake soup?

A dry laugh came out, but if it was passed down as a kind of tradition, it wasn’t weird.

’Until New Year... wait. There are only two days left?’

After Christmas ended, because I just spent the winter idling about doing nothing, time flew by.

Well, since there’s less than a week between Christmas and New Year’s, that stands to reason.

In that case, what will the regular forum users do at the end of the year, and what resolutions will they make for the New Year? I became a little curious.

I only know that the dwarf is entering a drinking competition; I barely know about the others.

Title) What is everyone doing at the end of the year?

(Rough photo 1 of the Shelter party)

(Rough photo 2 of the Shelter party)

(Photo 1 of kids running around)

(Photo 2 of kids running around)

Looks like I’ll be staying here as usual

I wonder if someone like Santa will show up on New Year’s, but I should probably give up on that idea

L Heavenly Demon) This seat intends to climb the mountain and gaze quietly at the sky. Seeing the sun rise on New Year’s morning with mine own eyes.

L Sword Matstar) Aren’t you throwing a year-end party with other people?

L Heavenly Demon) There is nothing as pure as receiving the energy of the New Year’s morning sun.

L Just say you’re too self-conscious to barge in lololol

L Is it that feeling of a boss slyly tagging along to a year-end party? lol

L If it’s a fun boss, it’s fine. But if they start giving all sorts of speeches, it gets really painful.

L Usually, spending the end of the year with family is best.

L Starlight Lady) I envy that you can spend it with family. Nobles have to attend year-end parties.

L Do you really have to attend all of them at the end of the year?

L Starlight Lady) It’s optional, but since so many people gather, it’s practically mandatory.

L Living as a noble must be tough too.

L As expected, being a rich unemployed person is the absolute best.

L Guys like Grylls?

L Only within civilized territory.

L lolololol

L lmao

L hahaThis story is hosted at nоvelping.com.

Indeed, everyone spends the end of the year in their own way.

For me, even if it’s the end of the year, spending it with the party at the Shelter is all there is.

This isn’t bad in its own right, but after experiencing a Christmas miracle, I felt a little drained.

’Get a grip. I can’t be like this already.’

I plan to conduct a full-scale exploration starting in the New Year. Especially the plain right next to the river.

The messenger mentioned that a World Tree or a tree equivalent to it is located there.

The journey passing through would be extremely treacherous, but I should be able to navigate through it.

’Around the time I finish the brothers’ gauntlets, I’ll see the New Year’s morning.’

And so, day by day, I waited for the New Year to arrive.

Either way, on the first day, it was difficult to walk around outside due to the pollen yellow dust storm.

Eventually, as time passed and the end of the year drew near.

"I want to go home."

I didn’t feel like doing anything. In my heart, I wanted to enjoy a party too, but a subtle lethargy washed over me.

Of course, I didn’t openly show it. It’s not like I could let the kids starve.

Still, perhaps noticing that I lacked energy, the rest of the party didn’t bother me.

[You have the face of a rookie who just returned from post-bootcamp leave.]

"That’s exactly how I feel."

Only Cain accurately deduced my state of mind.

Perhaps the fortunate thing was that since I’m the owner of this Shelter, nobody would nag me.

Furthermore, since I silently carried out my duties, there was no reason to be cursed out either.

’I should at least eat rice cakes on New Year’s morning.’

Above all, I diligently prepared food for the New Year. As I mentioned before, it was rice cake soup.

I could just obtain the rice cakes from Heavenly Demon or Smart Demon, and I cooked the rest of the ingredients myself.

The chicken plant growing in the Meat Forest and Wine Pool. Its plant roots were eggs, so getting them wasn’t difficult.

"Master. What are you making?"

"Broth."

The most important part among them was the broth. This was my first time boiling it from scratch myself.

Ever since my parents passed away, I had never celebrated the New Year. Even the religious figure who looked after me gave me other things instead of rice cake soup.

So I went through quite a struggle putting in various ingredients. Had I known, should I have gone to the library?

’Would putting in kelp, radish, anchovies, and dried fish heads work?’

I squeezed my memory as much as possible to recall my mom’s signature rice cake soup broth.

Originally it was dried pollack heads, but getting dried pollack here was difficult.

Thus, I put in the fish heads I had dried previously for storage.

I had essentially committed one of the classic mistakes of a terrible cook, but if it tastes good, isn’t that all that matters?

"Is it alright?"

"It’s delicious."

"Tasty indeed."

Fortunately, it was a success. Now, all that was left was to boil this together with rice cakes tomorrow.

Before that, enjoying a humble year-end party would be enough.

Most of the subtle lethargy that had swept over me earlier vanished while boiling the broth.

Chiiiiik!

"Now this... Wonmo! Don’t eat that! Not yet!"

"Kkyuung?"

A situation occurred where our pig tried to eat everything in sight, but it passed without issue.

And thus, a modest year-end feast table was completed. I used a little from the food storage.

"Alright. Let’s eat."

"Kkyuuuu!"

"Chyureureup!"

Seeing everyone enjoy themselves felt great. I chatted about this and that with the party.

For the record, I sent Dolsoe back to the gorilla pack for a bit since it was the end of the year.

Unlike us, he had his own family. When sending him off, I packed candied sweet potatoes for him too.

’I wonder what other people are doing?’

Feeling curious for a moment, I logged into the Gallery, and...

[Does Ash really have a boyfriend?]

[First of all, rumors with flaws are usually trustworthy.]

[Wow. Is that person finally getting married too? lololol]

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Posts that made me doubt my eyes popped up like bamboo shoots after rain.