I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 627

Between installing a bathhouse, building a new toilet, and crafting a hot water tank by hand...

Over the past three days, although I was supposed to be resting, I had been absolutely frantic trying to improve the infrastructure of the Shelter—no, of my home now.

In particular, infrastructure required not just manual dexterity but also technical skill, making it quite a headache.

Even if the outside world, including the Gallery, went around treating me like the Chief God or whatever, the house I actually lived in was far more important.

"Master. If we have this, does it mean we can always wash with warm water?"

"It’s not fully finalized yet."

The most important thing here was the hot water tank. I could manage to get a large iron drum somehow, but keeping the water temperature consistently warm was a difficult task.

One might say, ’Can’t you just boil the whole iron drum?’ but then it would take too long when we actually wanted to wash.

Every time I heated the iron drum filled with water, it would take over thirty minutes, but this method could drastically shorten that time.

’My First Sergeant showed me something like this back in the military. I should have asked him how it worked back then.’

The most important thing in a boiler is circulation.

Only when the water constantly circulates does the whole thing warm up and maintain its temperature.

It was a method of utilizing the principle of convection, where cold water sinks to the bottom and hot water rises to the top.

This was one thing, but the most important part was maintaining the hot water.

It would be easier on my mind to build a separate space just for the hot water tank.

"Lackey. Go to the Hobgoblins’ place and bring over some guys who have nothing to do. We’re going to build a storage room with mud walls."

"Understood."

And I asked the dwarf to get the materials.

Everyone probably knows how I connected hoses to supply drinking water more easily.

I suffered a lot back then, but if it weren’t for that experience, I would have suffered even worse now.

Since I had done it once, doing it a second time wasn’t hard. Even if I forgot how, the posts remained in the Gallery, so it was easy to look up.

[Passing Dwarf: You said you’re making a hot water storage tank out of a large iron drum, right?]

[Wild Grylls: Yep. Planning to make it with the one you gave me.]

[Passing Dwarf: Make sure you absolutely build a steam vent for that. Otherwise, it’ll explode like a bomb and blow your whole house to pieces.]

[Wild Grylls: Got it.]

[Passing Dwarf: If you’re grateful, send some booze, haha.]

Whether I was the Chief God or whatever, the dwarf was a guy who looked for alcohol first. What a consistent, good bastard.

Anyway, while making this and that, I built up the structure together with the Hobgoblins that Lackey brought.

We built mud walls for the hot water storage room to keep it well-insulated, and we plastered the surface of the bathhouse with mud in the same way.

Connecting the hoses to the hot water tank was my job. For the record, there were two hoses.

One was to fill the bath, and the other was for the shower. And then, I hit an unexpected obstacle.

"Ah. Right. There’s no water pressure, so it’s useless."

Since water pressure regulation was impossible, the shower was practically useless.

Having no choice, I decided to just hang it up and use it. At this rate, it would actually be better to just punch a hole in the bottom of the iron drum.

After meticulously sorting out the house’s infrastructure like this, I visited Alex’s Library. There was something I needed to find.

"Could you perhaps give me a book on the Rose of Sharon?"

[Rose of Sharon. The national flower of the Republic of Korea. The flower language, as the name suggests, means eternity.]

It was information about the Rose of Sharon. A flower I planned to plant directly in a pot, not in the vegetable garden.

It bothered me that Aragon went out of his way to keep the Rose of Sharon separately. It felt like there might be a secret hidden here.

Even if there was no secret, decorating the house with it would be fine.

[Here it is. The Rose of Sharon is an easy flower to grow.]

"Easy to grow?"

[It is a flower famous for its resilient vitality.]

"Like flower, like master."

"Shut up."

That’s news to me. I only knew that the Rose of Sharon was the national flower of the Republic of Korea; I didn’t know anything beyond that.

In the first place, I didn’t have much interest in flowers, and I only knew the famous ones.

’By the way, flower language...’

I borrowed one more book, wondering if I could find information on other flowers as well as the Rose of Sharon.

It was none other than a book explaining the types of flowers and their meanings. I just brought it because I was bored.

Thus, after finishing all preparations, I purchased a flowerpot from the Gallery auction house and filled it with soil.

I felt a bit bad about just planting it carelessly in the vegetable garden, so I got a separate pot.This chapter was copied from novelping dot com without permission.

After planting the Rose of Sharon seeds I had carefully kept in the pot, I poured water so they could grow well.

Ssook!

Not long after pouring the water, it immediately sprouted. It was indeed worthy of the soil of the Forest of the Four Seasons.

If the stem grew larger and even bloomed like this, I would be able to find out why Aragon left this behind.

With that expectation, I waited for the Rose of Sharon to grow rapidly.

Ssuuuk-

The stem grew at a rapid pace.

Paat- pat-

Leaves full of vitality sprouted,

Hwaljjak-

And finally, it beautifully bloomed into a glowing light pink flower.

Since it was my first time seeing a flower bloom in real-time with my own two eyes, a strange emotion washed over me.

But that was only temporary; before long, the fully bloomed flower quickly closed up and began to wither rapidly.

Beyond just withering, it dried up and cracked as if hit by a drought, shriveling up in the blink of an eye.

Soon, the Rose of Sharon had withered to the point where it could not be revived even if watered. Caught off guard, I couldn’t do anything.

"Wh-what? Why is it doing this?"

Alex had said that the Rose of Sharon was very easy to propagate due to its resilient vitality.

But the Rose of Sharon planted in the pot now, perhaps because it was a different species, withered as soon as it bloomed.

The only plant I knew that died after blooming was bamboo, so I had no idea why this was happening.

"Did I give it too little water?"

Perhaps its resilient vitality was actually holding it back.

I planted another seed and waited. As an extra measure, I constantly watered it so it wouldn’t wither.

Seureureuk-

But nothing changed. It only withered a bit slower; the outcome couldn’t be changed.

I wondered why on earth this was happening. It wasn’t just any soil, but the soil of the Forest of the Four Seasons.

’Is this a case where the soil actually became poison?’

Maybe the intention was for me to grow it with devotion instead of just carelessly.

Furthermore, genetic modification is a piece of cake for gods.

In a place with the Meat Forest and Wine Pool where meat trees grow, chicken flowers bloom, and egg potatoes sprout, mutating a Rose of Sharon seed wouldn’t be difficult.

The problem was that I didn’t know what Aragon’s intention was. In the worst-case scenario, he might have set a trap.

’For now, let’s ask someone else to get some soil.’

It was a bit much to ask someone else to grow it for me, so it was better to get soil from them and grow it myself.

Even if it was a bit troublesome, I couldn’t afford to take any risks.

So I received soil again from the dwarf I had contacted earlier and planted it in a new pot.

Ssuuuuk!

"No, why is it growing so fast?"

It was no use. Even though it was planted in outside soil, the Rose of Sharon grew rapidly and withered quickly.

I realized that the soil wasn’t the problem, but instead, I had to ponder for a while what the issue actually was.

Of course, it didn’t take long to realize. It was the water.

I realized that while it didn’t sprout when planted, it grew steeply once watered.

’Do I have to airlift water too? No, the Forest of the Four Seasons itself might be the problem.’

The Forest of the Four Seasons is rich in mana in its soil, water, and even the air.

It was safe to say that not only plants but all substances necessary for life were rich in mana.

Therefore, growing the Rose of Sharon normally inside here was practically close to impossible.

’In the end, it means I have to ask someone on the outside...’

But this also came with a tricky condition. The person growing the Rose of Sharon had to be strong.

One might ask what kind of bullshit condition that is, but as I said earlier, it was because I didn’t know what kind of changes the Rose of Sharon might undergo.

Who knows if the Rose of Sharon actually doubled as a location tracker, or if it would turn into a man-eating plant?

It was a plant from none other than the Forest of the Four Seasons, and one that had even undergone genetic mutation.

’But giving up like this wasn’t an option either.’

Let alone Aragon, even Aris’s location hadn’t been properly identified yet.

I had to reach where they were somehow, but if I got blocked here, I would have to suffer all over again.

In the end, despite the rudeness, I had no choice but to ask the fixed-handles—more precisely, the fixed-handles with strong martial power.Follow the newest chapters on novelping dot com.

’First of all, starting with the Heavenly Demon.’

Coincidentally, just as I was about to ask the Heavenly Demon, she sent a message first.

In doing so, she brought up a philosophical story related to the sky, and for someone like me with a shallow depth of enlightenment, doing my best to respond was all I could do.

Still, she was someone who could catch my drift perfectly even if I spoke gibberish, so it was resolved well and we moved on.

[Wild Grylls: If anything happens while you’re growing it, you must tell me. Got it?]

[Heavenly Demon: There is no need to worry so much about this one.]

After the Heavenly Demon, it was Sword Matstar, Ash. She was also someone I could trust and rely upon when it came to sheer martial power.

Instead, a question mark followed as to whether she could grow flowers well. From what I heard, she had dedicated her entire life only to swordsmanship.

’Still, I have to ask.’

I took the liberty of asking Ash.

And the reply that came back was quite a sight to behold.

[Sword Matstar: If I grow this flower completely, will you accept me?]

[Wild Grylls: Ma’am...;;]

[Sword Matstar: Just kidding. I’ll grow it diligently, so please wait for me~]

[Wild Grylls: Please contact me immediately if any problems arise.]

[Sword Matstar: It would actually be nice if a problem arose. That way, I can get a bit closer to you, hehe.]

Just like that, she flirted with me in an incredibly clingy way. It had even changed from asking to marry to asking to ’accept’ her.

Was it a change that occurred as the hypothesis of me being the Chief God gained traction? Compared to others, she had changed in an absurd direction.

However, she had only become more active than before, and her attitude toward me hadn’t really changed, which only made me laugh.

[Wild Grylls: What if I don’t accept you?]

[Sword Matstar: I’ll spread rumors all over town. Saying, ’The Chief God is a playboy who plays with women’s hearts!’]

[Wild Grylls: If I really am the Chief God, what can you even do, Sword Matstar-nim?]

[Sword Matstar: I’ll cry loudly enough to shake the world until you comfort me, you know?]

[Wild Grylls: Oh boy...;;]

Since ancient times, a woman’s tears have been known to possess immense destructive power.

But a beauty of Ash’s caliber crying loudly enough to shake the world? That would definitely make it look like the man had committed a grave sin.

It felt somewhat like seeing a woman sobbing uncontrollably while eating cake on the subway.

’Is this what they mean by getting led by the nose?’

Anyway, I handed over the Rose of Sharon seeds to Ash as well.

The next person to give them to was Don’t Abandon the Hero, Asella, but...

’I should give them to her later, not now. She must be busy anyway.’

Not right now, but I plan to give them to her slowly. Right now, Asella must be so busy she doesn’t even have time to blink.

Since most of it was related to me, I felt even more sorry to pile more work on her.

Furthermore, wasn’t even the Sultan of Setan committing massive trolling?

I heard the citizens are shouting about a holy war or whatever right now, so even if she had two bodies, it would be tough.

[Wild Grylls: Allfather-nim, how strong are you?]

[Allfather: Even though I am old, I am strong enough to protect myself. Why do you ask?]

[Wild Grylls: It’s nothing else, but I wanted to send you some Rose of Sharon seeds. Trying to grow them in the Forest of the Four Seasons is difficult because they grow too fast and wither.]

[Allfather: Hoho. You are personally giving me research material. Moreover, since it is a request from the Chief God, I shall gladly accept it.]

[Wild Grylls: Thank you. Please contact me immediately if anything happens.]

After giving the gift to Allfather, the next was Princess Chaenggu.

Since Princess Chaenggu was also of the Demon Race, her martial power must be extremely strong.

I also had something to ask her while I was at it.

[Wild Grylls: By the way, what is the current situation with Chaeyu? It got buried in the Gallery, so it’s hard to find.]

[Princess Chaenggu: They’re praising them, saying it’s a club blessed by the Chief God? Their results are even good, so everyone is super happy~]

[Wild Grylls: What are they going to do if their performance plummets later...?]

[Princess Chaenggu: Since the Chief God blessed them, if they get bad results, wouldn’t they be burned at the stake?~]

[Wild Grylls: shudder;;]

A terrifying answer came back.

At that time, in the Holy Kingdom.

"...Why aren’t you giving me any seeds?"

Asella could not hide her disappointment in Grylls for not giving her any seeds.