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Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 42: Scammer (3)

Chapter 42: Scammer (3)

The​‌‌ Demon Brain, Wi‌‍⁠ Seolak, had overcome​​ countless crises throughout‌ his life.

Among‍ them, the greatest‌‌​ was the oppression‌‌ of the powerful.‌‍

Wi‌ Seolak, who possessed‌​‍ an extraordinary mind,⁠‍ was a threat‍‍​ to those of⁠‍⁠ high rank.

That‍⁠‌ a mere commoner​⁠ like Wi Seolak‌‌‌ was far more‌‍ outstanding than the⁠​ sons of proud‍ families?

That‌ was something they⁠ could never tolerate.‌​‍

That​ is why, whenever‍‍‌ they had the‍‍⁠ chance, they would​⁠ take away his‍‌ ladder.

However,‍‌‍ Wi Seolak rose‌​‍ through sheer malice⁠​‍ and determination.

He​‌‍ did not need​ any ladder.

At‌ that level, they‍ should have already​‌‍ acknowledged him, but⁠ unfortunately Wi Seolak​ had no luck‍​‍ with people.

Therefore,⁠‌ all he received​‍‍ was terrifying oppression.‌

In‌ that process, he‍⁠⁠ accumulated poison within‍ himself.

With⁠​⁠ that poison, he⁠ entered the demonic⁠‍ sect, and using‍​​ his exceptional intelligence,‍‌⁠ rose to the⁠ position of Demon​​ Brain.

“What‍ is this? Do‍⁠ you also use‍ the gallery?”

“That⁠‌​ is…”

And​⁠​ today, Wi Seolak​​ once again faced​‌ the greatest crisis​​ of his life.⁠‌‍

It‍⁠ was an order‍ from the supreme‍‍‍ being among all,‌ the one who‍‌‌ stands in the​ sky, the Heavenly⁠ Demon.

After​​ hearing Heavenly Demon’s‌‌​ order, Wi Seolak‌​ pushed his mind‌ to its limits.⁠​‍

And‌ the conclusion he‌ reached after squeezing⁠‌‍ his brain was​‌​ only one.

‘I’m‍​‍ screwed.’

I’m‌ truly completely screwed.​‌​

For​ an absurd reason,‌​‍ he found himself⁠ face to face‍ with the greatest‌⁠ crisis of his⁠‌ life.

As⁠​ a user who​⁠ also enjoyed the​⁠ gallery, Wi Seolak​‌‌ could understand the​⁠​ current situation.

The‌ news that the⁠ internal core put‍​ up for auction‍‍ was fake.

An⁠⁠⁠ incident related to‌‌ Grills, who had‍ recently caused a stir.

‘WildGrills.⁠‌ Surely she called‍ me to help⁠ him.’

Yoo‌‌‍ Sowol, without a doubt, called him‌⁠‍ to help that⁠‍ person.

Up​​ to that point,‌⁠ he could foresee‌‍ it.

But‍ that she ordered‍‍ him to connect‌‌‍ to the gallery‍ was completely outside⁠‍ his expectations.

Here,‌​ Wi Seolak quickly‌ turned his mind‍ and opened his​​ mouth.

If‍⁠​ even a second⁠​ of silence occurred,⁠‍ Yoo Sowol would‍​⁠ become suspicious.

“Heaven.⁠​‌ When you say‍⁠ gallery, do you⁠ refer to the‌ Continental Unification Gallery?”⁠

“That‌⁠ is correct.”

“It‌‌ is an order‌⁠ from heaven, I will obey it.​⁠‌ However, with my​⁠⁠ clumsy mind, it⁠‌​ is difficult for‌⁠ me to understand‍ the situation. I beg you to⁠⁠ explain the reason.”​​‍

While⁠​⁠ buying time, Wi⁠​ Seolak’s mind kept‍ spinning.

Follow‌ the order, enter‌ the gallery, and​​‌ post a verification‌ post.

If‌ he did that,⁠ all the posts‍​​ where he normally‍​ insulted Yoo Sowol​⁠‍ would be exposed.‌‌‍

On​⁠‌ top of that,⁠ he did not⁠‍⁠ use a semi-anonymous​‍​ account, but a fixed account, which‍⁠ made him feel‌⁠ even more in‌⁠⁠ danger.

‘I​ created a fixed‌⁠ account out of​​ necessity and it⁠​​ ends like this…’⁠‌‍

The⁠​‌ reason why Wi‌ Seolak used a fixed account?

For​‍⁠ trading and the‌ auction house.

The​‌ location of the​⁠ demonic sect is‌⁠ in a rather‍‌‍ remote area.

Therefore,⁠ supply is crucial.‍

In‍ the past, it​‌​ was practically abandoned,‍ and many went‍⁠​ hungry.

Now,‌​‍ thanks to Wi​ Seolak reorganizing it‌‌‍ and Yoo Sowol‍‌‍ stepping into the‍ martial world, the​‍ situation had improved‍⁠ greatly.

‘I⁠​‌ must resolve this⁠⁠ without being discovered.’⁠‌

At⁠‌‌ that time he⁠​ did it out‍​​ of necessity, so‍​ he didn’t give​‌ it importance.

But‍​ who would have⁠​⁠ imagined that Yoo⁠‌‌ Sowol would directly​⁠ tell him “reveal‍‌⁠ your nickname”?

It‍ was Wi Seolak’s‍ mistake not to‍​ foresee that her‌‍⁠ way of thinking⁠ was so different​​‍ from others.

‘Will⁠‍ heaven respect privacy?’‌‌

The‌​​ “Heavenly Demon,” Yoo⁠⁠ Sowol, has a dominant and authoritarian‌‌ personality.

She​ does not care​ what others think‍‍ and does whatever‌‌​ she wants.

Moreover,‍ she possesses the⁠‍ strength that supports‌ that personality, so⁠‌​ she is feared⁠​ and revered by⁠​ the demons.

‘She⁠ has to. If⁠‌⁠ not, I will​‌ die.’

On‍ the other hand,⁠‍ the Heavenly Demon‍⁠​ of the gallery​‍⁠ is slightly different.‌​

Her⁠⁠ dominant and egocentric‌​ attitude is still​ the same, but​ she has humanity.‍​‌

This⁠​ can be deduced‌​⁠ from how she‌ provides endless conveniences⁠ to Grills.

He‍ desperately wished that​‍ same consideration would‌ also extend to​‍ him.

Otherwise,​‌‌ he would die⁠ both socially and⁠​ physically.

“The⁠ reason…? Must I explain it to​⁠ that extent?”

“……”‍

“Or⁠ is it that,⁠⁠ if you must‌​‍ not be discovered⁠ in the gallery,​⁠ is there some‌ truth you are‍ hiding?”

“I‌‍‍ do not use​⁠ the gallery, Heaven.”‌​‌

“You⁠‍‌ speak lies without⁠‌‍ even moistening your‍​⁠ lips.”

“……”‍‍​

Damn​⁠ it. Wi Seolak‌⁠ cursed inwardly.

He​‌ tried to speak​ without his voice‌​‌ trembling, but he⁠ was discovered.

Even⁠​‌ so, he had‌‍‌ no choice but⁠‍ to lie.

Only‌ that way could‍ he hope for⁠ Yoo Sowol’s “understanding.”​​

If‍‌⁠ Yoo Sowol were​‌ an uncontrollable tyrant,​⁠ his head would‌ have already flown​​ off long ago.​

Fortunately,‌​ she is not⁠‌‌ a tyrant.

At⁠ least, she is‍⁠ someone who knows‌​‍ how to respect​​ her subordinates.

If‌ that were not‍‍ the case, she‍​ would have already⁠ ordered to cross⁠⁠⁠ the Forest of‍ Four Seasons by‌‍ force.

From‍⁠⁠ the moment he‌ lied, expecting understanding⁠⁠‌ was difficult, but​⁠ to pass through​ that minimal probability,‍ he had no​⁠⁠ other choice.

The⁠​ moment he entered‍‍ the gallery, his‍ physical death would‌‍ be certain.

It⁠​ was a gamble‍⁠‍ with his life‍⁠​ at stake.

“I‍ will trust your‌​ lie. But next⁠​‌ time you had​‌ better tell the​‌⁠ truth.”

“I‌ will keep it​⁠ in mind.”

“Good.​⁠‍ Did you ask‌‍ before for the‌ reason? I will‍​​ tell you everything.”​​

What‍⁠‍ a relief. Truly,⁠ what a relief.‍​

Wi‍​ Seolak sighed internally.‌​

The​ gamble in which‌‌‌ he had put‍ his life as‍‍ the prize had‌​ ended successfully.

But‍ that did not‍⁠⁠ mean the crisis​ had ended.

“My​​‍ benefactor is being‌‍ unjustly accused. Lend​⁠‍ me your wisdom‍⁠‌ to resolve this⁠ situation.”

“The​⁠ wisdom of this​‍​ humble one belongs‌‍ entirely to heaven.‍ Just give the​​‌ order.”

“The​⁠ situation is as‍⁠​ follows…”

Yoo‍ Sowol’s explanation was⁠⁠ simple but condensed.​‌⁠

Of⁠​ course, Wi Seolak⁠⁠ had already understood‌​ the whole situation,​ so more than‌‍‌ listening, he only⁠‍ pretended to do​‌ so.

In⁠⁠ his mind, he‍‍‍ had already formulated‌⁠ countless hypotheses.

And⁠‌ it was not‍ difficult to confirm​‌ them one by​⁠ one.

“Have‌‍​ you understood?”

“I‍ have understood. That⁠‌ there is someone‌​ who not only‍ doubts the judgment⁠‍ of heaven, but​ even lies, deserves‍⁠‌ divine punishment.”

“……”⁠‌‌

Yoo​ Sowol narrowed her⁠‍ eyes and looked⁠​‌ at Wi Seolak.‌

It​​⁠ was a gaze‌‌⁠ that seemed to‍‌ say, “you, who‍⁠ just lied, do‍⁠ you have the‍​ right to say​⁠⁠ that?”.

Wi‍​‌ Seolak could not⁠ see her expression⁠⁠ because he was‍‍ bowed, but he‍ could feel it⁠‌ from the atmosphere.‌‍‌

It​‌ was not just​ a prick in‍ his conscience, it‌‌ was as if​ he were being​‍‌ stabbed again and​⁠​ again.

Even‌​ so, he decided⁠‍‍ to ignore it.⁠

If‌ a lie could‌⁠ save his life,‌ it was a cheap price.

“May‌‍ I give my‍‍ opinion?”

“Speak.”‌⁠‍

“First,‍⁠​ the possibility cannot‌ be ruled out‌‍​ that the internal⁠‌ core auctioned is‍​⁠ truly an object​ without any effect,​⁠ a simple ordinary‍‍ sphere. Even if‌​​ the one you​​‌ gave me is‌‌ authentic, there is​​ no guarantee that‍‍​ the other one⁠​ is as well.”​‌​

“Hmm.”‍

Yoo​ Sowol nodded.

In⁠​​ fact, that point‍ also worried her.​‌⁠

The‍​​ reason she overlooked⁠‌​ Wi Seolak’s lie‍ was precisely because‌ it was not​​​ something that could‍ be resolved simply.‌‍​

She​​ planned to first⁠‍​ check whether he‌‌​ knew the gallery‌‌ or not, and‍ then ask for​ his wisdom.

Due‍ to her authoritarian‌ way of speaking,‌ she ended up​ ordering him to⁠ reveal his nickname​‌ directly, but Yoo​ Sowol did not‌‍ realize it.

‘It‍ seems he has‌ something to hide.’⁠

Even‍​ so, Yoo Sowol‌​‍ understood.

The​‌⁠ gallery is an‍ ideal place to‌⁠‌ release desires and‍‍ stress.

Surely‌‌ he had done⁠ things he would⁠‍ be ashamed of⁠‍ if others saw​ them.

After⁠‌‍ all, all gallery‌ users were like​ that.

It‌‌ was something completely​‌⁠ understandable.

“Then,​ is there no‌‌ method?”

“Since⁠ they have questioned⁠ the uncertainty, we⁠ must also use‍ that cleverly. It‍‍‍ is a matter‍‍ of credibility.”

“If​​⁠ it is credibility,​⁠ I think my‌ benefactor has a higher one.”

“It​​‌ is not a matter to be‍‌⁠ taken lightly. Those‌‌‌ who use the⁠‍‌ gallery are like‌ hyenas. When they​‌ find prey, they​​ tear it apart​ without caring about‍ anything.”

“Hyenas…”⁠​

Yoo‍‍ Sowol nodded at​‌⁠ the comparison of​‌​ gallery users to⁠​ hyenas.

Users‍‌ who pounce like⁠‍ mad when something​‍⁠ interesting happens.

Truth​‍ does not matter‍‌⁠ at all.

Simply⁠​⁠ because it is‍ fun, they bite‍‍‍ and tear apart.‌​

On‍⁠ the contrary, if‍​ credibility is secured,‍‍‍ that pack of‍‍⁠ hyenas can be​⁠ turned into allies.‍

“The​ objective of the‌⁠‍ one who defamed‌‍ will be one.‍‌‍ To reach an‍‌ amicable agreement with​⁠⁠ the benefactor of​‌ heaven.”

“An​⁠ amicable agreement?”

“If‌ he ends up⁠ being suspended, his‍⁠ life could be‍​‌ in danger. He‍​‍ is aiming for​ that.”

“He⁠​ is playing with​⁠⁠ a person’s life.”‍⁠⁠

Yoo‌‌ Sowol deliberately showed​‌ an expression of‍‌‍ displeasure.

If‌​ it were up​ to her, she​​ would like to‌ track his location​ and destroy him.‍

But‍ location tracking is​ a privilege that⁠​ only the administrator‌‍ can use.

She⁠​​ did not believe‍⁠ the administrator would‌‍ give her that​‍ permission.

Even‍ less in a situation like this.‍‌

“Is⁠‍ there a way‌ to resolve it?”‌‍‍

“There‌ is a simple‌ and easy method.”​‌

“What​⁠‌ is it?”

“That‌‌ heaven manifests itself‌ in the gallery.”⁠‍

Although⁠‍ saying that she‍‌ should manifest in‌‍​ the gallery sounds​​‌ strange, the point‍ is this.

That‌‍‍ she should do​‍‍ an identity verification‌⁠ in the gallery,​​​ that is, prove‍ that she is​ the real “Heavenly‌ Demon.”

That‌ the fixed account‍‌⁠ that always posted⁠ nonsense, and that‌‌ is now a moderator, Yoo Sowol,​‍​ proves that she‍ is truly the​ Heavenly Demon.

“You‌⁠ rejected my order‍ and still dare‍‌ to suggest something.​ There is no‍​ greater contradiction than​ this.”

“I’m​​ sorry, Heaven.”

“Without‍⁠ a single lie,‌‍ speak sincerely. Do​ you not intend‌ to verify yourself?”⁠⁠

“I​ would rather hang​ myself and die.”‌

“Hmm.”⁠‍

Does‍‌ he hate verifying⁠ himself that much?​‌

Yoo​ Sowol nodded.

She⁠‍ did not want‌​ to lose a talent as outstanding⁠⁠‍ as Wi Seolak‍ for an absurd​ reason.

“Even‌⁠ if I verified⁠​ myself, it would‌ not have much⁠‍ meaning. They could​​‍ say that we‌‍ made an agreement.”⁠

“I‍⁠‌ see.”

“Then,‌ Heaven, what…”

“I‍​​ will not allow⁠‍ it.”

A firm response came​ from Yoo Sowol’s⁠​ mouth.

A clear refusal.

At‍‍​ that, Wi Seolak‌⁠ felt doubt, but‍ did not dare⁠⁠ to ask.

‘Could‍‌⁠ it be that‍‍⁠ she is embarrassed?’⁠​

It‌‍ is not a small possibility.

Moreover,⁠⁠ he knows Yoo‌ Sowol’s activity in‍‍​ the gallery.

That‍ is also why‍‍ he overlooked her​‍‌ lie with indulgence.‍⁠‍

Empathy‌ is the beginning​⁠ of understanding.

‘If‌⁠ she reveals her‍ identity, it would‍ no longer make⁠ sense to use‍‍ the gallery.’

But‌‌ Wi Seolak’s thinking​ was completely wrong.​⁠

That​⁠ Yoo Sowol does‌ not reveal her‌​ identity in the⁠‌ gallery out of​‌‍ embarrassment?

Not⁠⁠​ at all.

‘Acting‍ without any formality⁠⁠‌ or dignity, letting‌ oneself be carried​​ by instincts. How‌​ could I give​‍ that up?’

On⁠⁠ the contrary, Yoo‍ Sowol was open‍⁠ and confident.

Whether‌⁠​ in reality or‌‌ in the gallery,‍‍ her way of‍⁠⁠ acting did not⁠‌ change at all.‌⁠

The‌‌‌ enjoyment of living‍⁠​ as a “human”​⁠‍ outside the mold⁠ of the “Heavenly⁠⁠ Demon.”

Yoo‌‌ Sowol liked that⁠​​ life very much.‌‌

That‍​⁠ is why she⁠‌⁠ avoided revealing her‌ identity.

If‌ even in the⁠ gallery she lived‍‍​ as the “Heavenly‌ Demon,” it would‌⁠‍ become monotonous and​​‌ boring.

‘There⁠​ would also be​ those who approach‍‍ only because of​ my authority.’

It‍‍ would not be​⁠‌ goodwill toward the​‌ “human,” but toward​ the “Heavenly Demon.”‌⁠

It​‌‍ would not be‍‌‍ different from reality.⁠‌

If⁠‍⁠ that happened, she‍⁠ would leave the‍ gallery immediately.

That​ is why Yoo⁠‍ Sowol could not‍⁠ give up her‌​ anonymity under any‌‍​ circumstances.

Normally,‍‌ anonymity is used‍ as a shield,⁠⁠​

but⁠​​ for her it‍​​ was a means‍ to show herself​⁠ as she is.‌

‘Although⁠ it seems that‍​⁠ my benefactor does​ not care who‌⁠ I am.’

That⁠‌ is also the⁠⁠​ reason why she⁠‍‌ likes Grills.

The‌⁠‍ consideration full of‍⁠​ pure goodwill, the⁠ respect, and the​​ manners.

For​‍⁠ Yoo Sowol, it​ was a warmth⁠‌‍ she had never‌‍‌ felt in her⁠⁠‍ life, and that‌‍ is why she‌ wanted to help‍ him.

“If⁠ there is no​ other option, I can use my‌‌ name. But I wonder if it‌​ is worth it.”​

“It‌ is a completely​ valid argument.”

In⁠ the end, even‌ the Heavenly Demon⁠ is a person.‍

She‍‍ can feel embarrassment.‌⁠‌

While​‍‍ that misunderstanding of⁠​⁠ Wi Seolak continued,​ Yoo Sowol opened​⁠ her thin lips.⁠

“Is‌‍‌ there no other‌​⁠ method?”

“There​⁠ is. We only‌ need to divert​ the attention of‌⁠⁠ the pack of​‌ hyenas toward the​⁠‍ one who lied.‌​‌ Moreover, that person⁠‌‍ has already accumulated​ credibility, so it‍ will be easy.”⁠

“Say​ it at once​‌​ wait a moment.”‍‌

Saying⁠​ that, Yoo Sowol​ looked into the​⁠⁠ void.

Wi‍ Seolak observed that​ gesture from the‍​⁠ corner of his​ eye and immediately⁠‌ entered the gallery.⁠

Without‌‍ a doubt, something‍‌ had happened in‍​‍ the gallery.

Otherwise,​ she would not‌​ have acted like‌⁠ that.

‘Did‌ nothing happen?’

The‌‌‌ gallery had not⁠⁠ changed.

They​ were still posts‌‍ insulting Grills.

From​⁠⁠ time to time⁠⁠‍ there were some​​ defending him, but⁠‍⁠ they were few.​⁠‍

The​​ level of spam‍ was such that⁠‌‌ even the moderator⁠‌ had to warn.​​

“Demon​‍⁠ Brain.”

“Yes,‌ Heaven.”

“My⁠ benefactor has obtained‌‍⁠ another internal core.”⁠⁠

“Huh?”‍⁠⁠

Upon​‍ hearing that, Wi‌ Seolak raised his​ head abruptly.

His​​ wide eyes reflected‍ his state.

But‌‌‍ who is Wi‌‍ Seolak?

He‍⁠‍ regained his composure​ and put his⁠​ mind to work‍⁠⁠ at full capacity.‍

Shortly‌ after, he quickly⁠ reached a conclusion‌‌⁠ and spoke.

“Heaven.​ I have come⁠ up with a good plan.”

“Speak.”‍​​

“Is​ there someone in‍‌ the gallery who⁠‍ has credibility, ability,​​ and also does‌⁠⁠ not have character​⁠‍ issues?”

“Hmm…”​​⁠

At‌​‍ that question, Yoo​ Sowol stopped tapping​​ her cheek with⁠‌‌ her finger and‍‌⁠ frowned.

An⁠ expression of displeasure‌ just from imagining⁠⁠‌ it.

Even​ so, due to​ her appearance, even​‌ that looked beautiful.⁠

“There‍ is. Why do‍⁠ you ask?”

“Because​‍ we need that⁠ person’s help. Although‍‌ I do not‌ know if she​ will accept.”

“She‍​‍ will help. I guarantee it.”

“Understood.‍ Then…”

Wi‍‍ Seolak lowered his⁠⁠‍ head even more‌ and proposed.

“Please​​ persuade her to‍ hand over the⁠‌‌ internal core she​ found to that​‌ collaborator.”

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