I Got a Gallery in the Wild - Chapter 786

As the mana from the Gallery server flowing from the roots of the World Tree surged backward, I felt like my mind was getting completely tangled up.

Because my mind had been forcibly rummaged through and turned upside down, it felt as if my brain had been forced to flip its power switch off.

Still, it didn’t take long for me to regain consciousness.

The only problem was...

"Seonsaeng-nim. Why do you collect so many old things like this?"

When I woke up again, I wasn’t at my house, but in a completely unfamiliar place.

Furthermore, the voice echoing in my ears was one I had heard somewhere before.

It was a pleasant, beautiful female voice, as smooth as rolling jade beads.

"Aris. I heard before that people of the past live by remembering their memories of the past."

This time, it was the voice of a fully grown man.

A gentle, yet soft and polite voice.

It was a manner of speech very different from that of a woman who was closer to a bold heroine.

"Does oppa think of Seonsaeng-nim as an old person?"

"Isn’t that right? Since he’s lived longer than us, he’s a person of the past."

"Even though he looks so young? Compared to when we first met him, he hasn’t gotten a single new wrinkle."

"That’s his appearance, not his age."

Is it because they are siblings?

The sight of the twin siblings, who looked exactly alike, bickering with each other came into view.

Their respective arguments ran on parallel lines. Seeing this, I spoke up.

"Don’t fight, children. It is true that Seonsaeng-nim is old, and it is also true that I am a person of the past."

"And your face looking young?"

"That is also true."

"Seonsaeng-nim always says everything is right."

"That’s because it’s all true. I’ve told you time and again. To follow one while hating the other is wrong. I taught you to follow, not to hate."

I never dreamed that such philosophical words would come out of my mouth.

Thanks to that, I could immediately realize that this was a dream, not reality.

For starters, my perspective was closer to me directly seeing and hearing, rather than being a third-party observer.

It was a flashback, but should I call it a first-person perspective rather than an omniscient author’s perspective?

"And don’t you two also find joy in collecting various things?"

"What’s so fun about collecting computer hard drives and throwing them into the Tower of Babel?"

"Aris. Didn’t you burst out laughing when you saw that frog picture the other day?"

"Th-that’s only because it looked so weird!"

At Aragon’s pointing out, Aris blushed and retorted.

Whether because her reaction was cute, not only Aragon but also I let out a chuckle.

Did she think we were teasing her? Aris crossed her arms and grumbled.

"You can think of it as my personal greed, combined with a desire to restore lost technology."

"Even if you call it lost technology, isn’t there nothing better than what we already have?"

Aragon asked in a bold voice.

It seemed to be around the time the Tower of Babel was developed, and indeed, by then, their technology would have already surpassed the past.

However, as the term ’lost technology’ suggests, there would still be many things they lacked.

"Well. Seonsaeng-nim doesn’t think so. Aragon, you know who Newton is, right?"

"Isn’t he the person who discovered universal gravitation?"

"Just because you learn quantum physics doesn’t mean you ignore Newton, right?"

"...."

At my words, Aragon became as mute as a stone.

Indeed, even if physics developed infinitely, the existence of ’Newton’ did not disappear.

Rather, because he had laid the foundation for all that development, his fame only rose day by day.

Of course, some parts would have changed due to the existence of mana, but the amazing thing is that it remained unbroken until then.

"Many new things will continue to come out in the future, but old things have a way of remaining."

"...."

"If you don’t understand, you can just treat it as an archive that collects the history of the past. Understood?"

"Yes."

Although Aragon seemed somewhat dissatisfied, he obediently followed my words.

Aris didn’t seem much different from Aragon, but as if something was bothering her, she asked cautiously.

"Um... Seonsaeng-nim."

"Hmm? What is it?"

"Then, the posts I wrote won’t be deleted?"

"If you delete them yourself, they will be stored for a long time before being deleted, but..."

Did I sense something strange in that question?

"Aris."

"Y-yes?"

"Did you write another weird post?"

"N-no! It’s nothing like that! Really!"

Seeing that the word ’another’ was used, it seemed she had posted weird things before as well.

Did Lucas say that she had once been severely scolded for posting gossip about others on the Gallery?

Perhaps because she was still immature at this point, she seemed to still be causing trouble.

’Sigh. She really is a total handful.’New chapters come out on NovelPing first.

Meanwhile, Aris was busy walking on eggshells.

She was fidgeting with her fingers, restless with anxiety that her wrongdoing might be discovered.

The me in the dream stared intently at Aris before letting out a smirk.

Seuk- seuk-

"...Seonsaeng-nim?"

And with that, I even gently stroked Aris’s head.

It was an incredibly tender touch, but...

Kkwaak!

"Kkiak?!"

"Our good little Aris? Shall we talk about what kind of post you wrote?"

"Ow, that hurts! Th-this is an invasion of privacy! Invasion of privacy!"

"Because of the posts you wrote, Seonsaeng-nim was busy apologizing. Speak the truth this instant, won’t you?"

"Th-this is censorship! Censorship, I say! Aaaaah!"

I had lightly grabbed Aris’s head with my thick hand.

Aris flailed and resisted, but she could not escape my grasp.

To top it off, Aragon watched this with a look of utter pathetic disappointment.

"Seriously, why do you only do this to me!"

Aris’s cry of resentment—or rather, her sheer frustration—echoed far and wide.

"...."

I blinked my eyes and looked up at the sky.

Is this what it feels like to swim in a dream?

It was a dream that left me feeling restless in many ways, but at the same time, it felt sweet.

’But...’

Why is the sky half-blocked?

I blinked repeatedly, focusing my gaze on the sky.

Even if I wondered if something was wrong with my vision, there didn’t seem to be any issue.

"Ah! Are you awake?"

Just as I was wandering in confusion, not knowing what the problem was.

A familiar face appeared over the mound that was blocking the sky.

Her characteristic smiling impression. Abundant golden hair. Even her long ears.

The Elf Queen, Elia, faced me with a bright smile.

In other words, the identity of the mound blocking more than half of my vision was...

"Keu-heum! Heum!"

I quickly cleared my throat and sprang up from my spot.

I could guess what the situation was. It seemed that when I fainted, Elia had given me a lap pillow.

I didn’t know why she went out of her way to do this when there were pillows scattered all over the house, but I offered my thanks first.

"...I’ve caused you trouble. I’m sorry."

"Not at all! I enjoyed it too, you know?"

"You know that’s a highly dangerous statement, right? Is it really okay for someone who is the Elf Queen to just lend her lap like this?"

"It is an honor to be able to lend my lap to the Chief God!"

"...."

It was no use. No matter what I said, this person would hear it however she pleased.

There is a saying about understanding perfectly even when spoken to poorly, but Elia had gone far beyond that.

’It’s probably better to just give up.’

The soft sensation at the back of my head still lingered, but I forced myself to suppress it.

What was important right now was to assess the situation. I looked around.

"Oh. Master. You awake?"

"You little bastard..."

Seeing Lackey stuffing his face with candied sweet potatoes, a wave of helplessness washed over me.

Whether he didn’t care if I fainted or not, or if he truly didn’t worry about me at all.

When I stared at him with that look, Lackey mumbled while chewing on the candied sweet potato.

"How many times has Master fainted and woken up by now? It’s about time to just accept it and move on."

"Aren’t you worried that I might never wake up?"

"Oh. Then I’d be able to eat candied sweet potatoes without having to watch my back."

"...."

I really wanted to smack him. I couldn’t tell if he was being serious or joking.

I let out a deep sigh and looked elsewhere.

"Papa..."

"Ppaeek..."

"Ppiik..."

Seeing the worried looks of the children, I felt my heart melt away.

I calmed my complicated feelings by hugging them tightly and smelling their savory scent.

Next, after hugging the fluffy Wonmo like a stuffed doll, I asked about the current situation.

"Has anything changed since I fainted?"

"More than that, I think it would be best for you to check the Gallery."

Elia replied to my question in a complex and subtle voice.

She was usually someone who explained everything in detail, yet she was telling me to access the Gallery.

Feeling a sense of strangeness, I immediately logged into the Gallery.This chapter is updated first at nove⁠lping.com.

Upon accessing the Gallery, I could see that countless messages had been received.

But more than that, the chaotic state of the Gallery caught my eye first.

[Found another new picture lol]

[Seriously, why is this frog meme so incredibly versatile? lmfao]

[Check this out too.]

At first glance, it didn’t seem any different from the usual Gallery.

But as I clicked on them one by one, the story changed.

’This is... a video that was famous in the past, isn’t it?’

The green frog character, as well as various photos and videos.

What was particularly surprising was a funeral video.

Normally, funerals are conducted solemnly, but the funeral in the video was completely different.

Not only were they dancing joyfully, but they were even playing exciting music to lift the mood.

’Why on earth is this here?’

That wasn’t all.

When I checked the other posts, especially the Recommended Posts, one by one, they were all things that had been famous in the past.

Among them were games, movies, and even videos featuring real people.

Title) Look at this guy lol

(Roughly a pathetic video and a video of a Black man looking at it with pathetic disappointment)

His expression is so gold hahaha

└ I don’t know about anything else, but why do they even film videos like that?

└ Isn’t it because of views?

└ Ah... O Gods... Just what kind of battle were you fighting...

There were also many things that were too embarrassing to show. I was in a state of confusion.

Because I had absolutely no idea how these things had been unearthed.

First, to check the detailed situation, I connected with Selena.

[Wild Grylls: (Surprise, Motherf**ker video)]

[Starlight Lady: ???]

[Starlight Lady: Grylls-nim? What is this?]

[Starlight Lady: Why is there no contact? Grylls-nim?]

"...."

As soon as I opened the message window, I felt deeply anxious.

Rather than sending a reply to Starlight Lady, I checked the other fixed nicknames one by one.

’Hieek...!’

In particular, I couldn’t help but gasp at the message that had been forcibly sent to Asella.

Because it was a religious passage that could be somewhat controversial.

Of course, the actual meaning was incredibly devout, but it was perfect for fanatics to use.

If Asella misunderstood this and spread it... there would be no shock greater than that.

’Don’t tell me, the others too?’

I had no choice but to spend time checking one by one what messages had been sent to the other fixed nicknames.

Fortunately, there was almost nothing truly serious, but in reality, it was no different from me having scattered them.

[Wild Grylls: Starlight Lady-nim! It’s a misunderstanding! It’s an accident! An accident!]

[Starlight Lady: Th-that’s right, isn’t it? I believed in you.]

First, I sent an apology to Starlight Lady.

[Wild Grylls: Please never copy that! If you copy it, it will be a huge disaster!]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: The meaning sounds really good, so why are you saying that!]

[Wild Grylls: It’s a phrase used by fanatics!]

[Don’t Abandon the Hero: Ah...! Yes! I will keep that in mind!]

I explained as much as possible to Asella so that no strange misunderstandings would arise.

Next was Yoo So-wol, Ash, Kaylin, Allfather, Passing Dwarf, Praise the Sun, Suspiciously..., and so on.

I explained the situation not only to the fixed nicknames I knew, but also to those I wasn’t very close with.

Title) This is Grylls

Wild Grylls

An incident occurred while I was messing around with the roots of the World Tree.

I would like to take this opportunity to apologize.

└ Heavenly Demon) (Roughly a frog picture)

└ Sword Matstar) (Roughly a frog picture)

└ Don’t Abandon the Hero) I told you to delete the frog pictures;;

└ Why lol it’s cute lol

└ Are there any more besides that?

└ Lots lol

"Ah..."

I squeezed my eyes shut.

For so many Earth memes to spread like this. The embarrassment was entirely mine to bear.

What was even more horrifying was...

[Ludwig van Erolt: (Roughly a collection of affair-related comics)]

[Ludwig van Erolt: Why did you send me something like this?]

[Wild Grylls: It’s a misunderstanding.]

That there were still many left.