I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 594

Even though it was the New Year, I thought my daily routine wouldn’t change.

If anything were to change, the entire forest would have changed, not my life.

However, right from the start of the New Year, an extraordinary situation erupted, leaving me temporarily thrown into confusion.

"The Continental Integrated Gallery? Is that for real?"

"It is true. And I can see strange things appearing."

"Does it look something like this?"

Lackey had suddenly informed me that he had connected to the Gallery. However, it could be a fluke. Calming my flustered mind, I drew a picture on the ground.

It was to check if it roughly matched the Gallery interface I was seeing.

"Yes. It looks exactly like this. Does Master know about this?"

"Of course I know. It’s thanks to this that I’ve been pulling items out of thin air all this time."

"Then does that mean I can do that too?!"

At my reply, Lackey’s eyes sparkled as he asked. Hearing his words, I pondered for a moment.

Actually, considering the wealth(?) of our Shelter, it wasn’t an impossible story.

’The problem is that it’s the exact opposite.’

Just like I used to be, Lackey probably doesn’t realize that we possess asymmetric warfare capabilities.

Besides, unlike me, this guy has never set foot in civilization.

I had some sense of economics, so I exercised self-restraint, but Lackey has none.

He’s the kind of guy who would gladly hand over Mithril for a few sweet treats like sweet potatoes.

"Probably? But before that, wait a second. I have something to check."

After telling Lackey to wait, I called Dolsoe over.

I wondered if Dolsoe could also connect if Lackey could.

"Dolsoe. Repeat exactly what I say. W-W-W-dot..."

"W-W-W-dot..."

I taught him how to connect to the Gallery, just as the Starlight Lady had taught me before.

Lackey said that when he tried it before, only a message saying connection was impossible appeared.

But now it was different. If my guess was correct, not only Lackey but also Dolsoe would be able to connect.

"Does something pop up?"

"Hmm... ’Welcome to the Continental Integrated Gallery’? Something strange popped up, Master."

"...."

It was just as I expected. Not only Lackey, but Dolsoe could also connect.

I scratched my head, utterly bewildered by how this was happening. Originally, no one but me was supposed to be able to connect here.

[What is going on?]

"Ah. You came at the perfect time. Cain-ssi, you’ve connected to the Gallery in the past too, right?"

[I did, if only for supplies. But why do you ask?]

"Is it still possible now? You know how to connect to the Gallery, right?"

[I know how, but... shouldn’t it be impossible here?]

Though skeptical, Cain stared into empty space for a moment.

Then, tilting his head, he spoke in a puzzled voice.

[I cannot connect. Is it because you cannot connect either?]

"No. It’s because Lackey and Dolsoe can connect."

[That is truly bizarre. Can you explain the situation?]

"I’m still trying to figure it out myself."

A situation where some can connect and others cannot. At least Cain’s state, being closer to a robot, made it somewhat understandable.

But that didn’t change the fact that it was a headache. For now, assessing the situation was the priority.

I went outside while the others were learning how to use the Gallery. I had something to check while preparing breakfast.

’I poured Empty Sky Stone Milk on the World Tree yesterday. Is it because of that?’

The Empty Sky Stone Milk I had poured on the World Tree as a gesture of asking for another good year. Could that have been the trigger?

Even as I walked in circles around the World Tree to inspect it, nothing seemed particularly different. This only made me more confused.

’Or maybe the World Tree’s influence has weakened.’

According to Heukgu, the World Tree served as a sort of transmission tower.

Thanks to that, they were able to secure victory against the incredibly powerful dragons of the mythical era.

"Hey. What’s going on? It’s been noisy since morning."

Right on cue, Heukgu woke up from his slumber.

Since his power hadn’t returned, he still looked like a tiny puppy.

"You know about the Gallery too, right?"

"Of course."

"Then can you connect to it?"

"I can’t. The gods blocked their creations from connecting to the Gallery."

Heukgu shook his head in denial. That was probably why Cain couldn’t connect either.

When I immediately asked for the reason, a rather simple answer came back.

"It would be a disaster if potential enemies hacked us. That’s why they blocked it entirely."

"Hacking? Dragons did hacking too?"

"They’re incredibly smart creatures. Once they grasp even a bit of the technology, they find a way to bypass it."

"So someone who died and was resurrected can’t connect at all?"

"Exactly. Unless a soul is still lingering in a body that’s nothing but bones."

Surprisingly, even the undead could connect to the Gallery.

Of course, many complex conditions had to be met, but it wasn’t entirely impossible.

’Was it the Immortal King? What would it have been like if he were alive?’

Even though a roleplayer was currently dragging the Immortal King’s name through the mud, I suddenly became curious.

"So you don’t know why they can suddenly connect to the Gallery?"

"No idea. But it’s certain that this guy played a part."

Heukgu said, patting the majestically rooted World Tree.

Just as he said, some change must have occurred in the World Tree to cause this anomaly.

Since the tree had always been helpful, I couldn’t really complain. For now, breakfast came first.Find the original chapter at novelpin⁠g.com.

’I should eat breakfast first, then teach the kids how to use the Gallery.’

While knowing how to use the Gallery was important, the absolute most critical part was trading.

Since they knew absolutely nothing about economics, it wouldn’t be surprising if they caused some major incident.

Even a fist-sized chunk of Mithril was enough to be factored into a nation’s budget.

Not just Mithril, but even our soil could be traded as highly valuable fertilizer.

"Master."

"What is it?"

"Isn’t Master’s name Grylls?"

"That’s right."

"But Master’s name is written all over the place here."

"...."

It was just as we started breakfast. Lackey threw an extraordinary question at me right off the bat.

As soon as I heard that question, I stealthily checked my post history.

’There must be posts where I enthusiastically cursed out Lackey and Dolsoe...’

If they were recent posts, it would be one thing, but checking posts from too long ago one by one was exhausting.

Well, since I scolded them heavily in real life whenever they did something worth cursing over anyway, it didn’t really matter.

"It’s probably me. What does it say?"

"’Grylls, that pathetic bastard. Upvote if you want him trapped there forever’?"

"Is that bastard an anonymous user or a registered user?"

"I don’t know what that means."

I should feed them first before explaining. I handed Lackey his food.

For the record, since it was the New Year, breakfast was rice cake soup. Since I made it with the broth I brewed myself last time, the savory umami flavor was out of this world.

Adding seaweed and minced meat on top made it unbelievably delicious.

’It would be perfect if only we had kimchi.’

I really miss kimchi at times like this. I should make some myself later.

For now, I made do with the pickled vegetables I got from the Heavenly Demon. Since it was sprinkled with chili powder, it suited my taste perfectly.

After finishing a hearty New Year’s breakfast, I called over the two Sun Wukongs who had connected to the Gallery.

Since they were just as curious about the Gallery, they listened intently to my words.

"You guys are probably curious too. What on earth is this thing floating in front of your eyes, and how do you use it?"

"I learned one thing in the meantime, Master."

"What did you learn?"

"I saw a picture of a female Dwarf lying down seductively, and people’s reactions were very enthusiastic."

"...."

Of all the things to learn, why did it have to be something so horrifying? I felt utterly drained.

The funny thing was, even that was considered a scandalous photo from a Dwarf’s perspective.

"...Right. It’s a place where strange pictures like that get uploaded, along with updates on what other people are doing."

"But unlike Master, they don’t have names."

"That’s because of anonymity."

I taught them the basic common sense of the Gallery.

It wasn’t something I could hide forever anyway, so it was better to help them adapt quickly and guide them to cause fewer accidents.

’They’ll have to make registered user accounts to trade anyway. I should teach them this in advance.’

They would probably adapt quickly.

They were naturally highly adaptable, and the interface wasn’t all that difficult to use.

Even the ordinary people living in this world used the Gallery with ease, after all.

It was only a matter of time; their adaptation was already a given.

"I think I get the gist of it. So the posts uploaded here are written by humans living outside the forest?"

"Exactly."

"They sure post a lot of useless things."

It was a hard fact, so I had nothing to say. They really did post all kinds of random things.

Still, if these guys could learn even a little bit about civilization, that wouldn’t be a bad thing.

’The problem is the sheer malice that only the Gallery can harbor...’

The malice of humans—no, of humanity—was so toxic that even a demon would say, "This is a bit much..."

They commit all kinds of evil deeds in reality, so the Gallery must be even worse. I hoped these guys wouldn’t get corrupted by it.

"I’m warning you in advance, there are some truly bizarre people in the Gallery. I hope you don’t assume they represent the average person."

"Does that mean there are many good people too?"

"That’s right. There are plenty of good people, just like me."

"...."

"...."

When I said that, Lackey and Dolsoe stared at me blankly.

"What?"

"Brother. It seems humans are extremely wicked."

"I agree. It is a relief we are in the forest."

"Hey. Are you bastards serious?"

What on earth did they think of me to consider the forest a safe zone?

It was absurd, but also half-true. It was glaringly obvious what would happen if these guys went outside.

Especially in the Central Plains, it would cause an absolute uproar. After all, they were the last disciples of Wi Ho-chang.

Even though they were completely disbanded now, remnants of those factions might approach and try to coax them.

"For now, just play around with it. Read the announcements too."

"Understood."

"Ah. If you want to pull things out of thin air like I do, you just need to go to the Auction House. That’s where you buy and sell items."

"Oh. Then can we sell that True Silver?"

They immediately touched upon the very thing I was worried about. I fell into thought.

How could I instill the concept of ’economics’ into these guys?

We were sitting on something that went far beyond being the absolute dominant party. We could easily ruin the outside economy.This chapter was copied from novelping dot com without permission.

That was why I had to set them straight from the very beginning. I explained it step-by-step.

"Lackey. And Dolsoe. You guys don’t know what the word ’expensive’ means, right?"

"I have heard Master speak of it before."

"Ah. I remember. He looked at a certain herb and said that if it were outside, it would have been incredibly expensive."

Fortunately, perhaps because they had heard stories from Wi Ho-chang, it seemed easy for them to understand.

I didn’t miss this opportunity and explained to them how expensive Mithril was, and furthermore, how valuable the items in our Shelter were.

I was desperate because I felt like they would cause a massive disaster if I didn’t teach them at least this much. Perhaps sensing my desperation, they accepted it readily.

"Then how do we know what is okay to trade?"

"It’s better not to do it at all if possible. Unlike in the past, if we post something now, it will cause an absolute uproar."

"I saw that in a book once. ’First, take a shit. Then you will become famous.’"

"...Isn’t it the other way around?"

I had no idea what kind of book they had read to see such nonsense written in it.

I let out a hollow laugh and checked something else first. It was the connection range of the Gallery.

If they really connected because of the World Tree, what would happen if they went outside a certain range?

First, I headed toward the nearest river. I could retrieve the fish caught in the nets while I was at it.

"Master. I cannot connect to the Gallery."

"Really? What about you, Dolsoe?"

"I cannot either."

It was just as I expected. Once they left the range, the connection was blocked again.

It seemed the World Tree truly acted as a sort of trigger to enable the Gallery connection.

’It’s like some kind of Wi-Fi.’

I chuckled dryly as I pulled in the fish caught in the nets.

After returning to the Shelter, I mapped out our future plans.

Since it was the New Year, and it was crucial for the gorilla brothers to grasp economic concepts, I planned to rest at the Shelter all day today.

"It seems an anonymous user is someone who hasn’t set a name, and a registered user is someone who has."

"It seems the Orange Badge is the owner of the Gallery, brother."

"Then what about the Blue Badge?"

They figured out how to use the Gallery on their own without me having to explain it separately.

Instead of just one, having the two of them exchange opinions made them adapt even faster.

"Blue Badges are like you and me, brother. It is similar to carrying out Master’s orders and receiving sweet potatoes as a reward."

"I think differently, brother. I think Blue Badges are more pitiful than us."

"Why do you think so?"

"At least we get to eat. Blue Badges don’t even get food. The Orange Badge is a truly wicked master."

"It reminds me of when we had those suppressors on our necks."

"Hey."

It was quite absurd to hear them casually talking behind my back.

Still, since they were understanding it on their own, I figured it was fine.

’First, I should let Asella know about this.’

Just as I was about to connect to the Gallery to inform Asella...

[Is that really Bbareumbo?]

[Considering Grylls and the gorilla brothers are there, it seems real.]

[Now they’re even doing this, lololol]

[Grylls the master has entered the Gallery, lololol]

Unexpected post titles caught my eye.

It would be one thing if it were about the Sun Wukong brothers, but why was Bbareumbo suddenly being mentioned?

With a sinking feeling, I clicked on the Recommended Posts. And my suspicion was spot on.

Title) Hello

Wild Bbareumbo

(Video of Grylls and the Sun Wukong brothers facing each other and talking)

(Video of riding on Grylls’s back and wandering around the Shelter)

(Video of cute children running around and playing)

I am Bbareumbo.

Please take care of me in the future.

ㄴ What is this? A roleplay account?

ㄴ Looking at the video, it doesn’t seem like a roleplay?;;

ㄴ Did Bbareumbo really connect to the Gallery? Does this even make sense?

ㄴ I’ve lived long enough to see a sloth connect to the Gallery, lololol

ㄴ What on earth is happening?;;

ㄴ As you can see, Bbareumbo connected to the Gallery. Yep.

ㄴ Is that it?

ㄴ You can see it with your own eyes, why ask? lol

ㄴ Don’t Abandon the Hero) Uh... well, the IP address shown is indeed the Forest of the Four Seasons... Is it really Bbareumbo...?

ㄴ Wild Bbareumbo) Yes. It is Bbareumbo hanging on the Grylls tree.

ㄴ Considering he treats Grylls like a tree, it must be Bbareumbo, lololol

ㄴ This is fucking hilarious, lololol

How on earth—no, when did Bbareumbo even upload this post?

I turned my head to look at Bbareumbo. He was wearing his trademark relaxed expression.

He was slow in action, but his thoughts were not slow. In fact, it was closer to the opposite.

"...Guys. There’s something you’re misunderstanding."

"What is it?"

"I’m a Blue Badge here too."

It seemed like talking behind my back in the Gallery was going to be difficult from now on.