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Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 77: The Pleasure of Living (3)

Chapter 77: The Pleasure of Living (3)

Since‌ I finished maintaining​‍‍ Sloth’s claws, I went to look⁠ for Wonmo.

But‌‌‌ seeing him sleeping⁠‍ so deeply, I felt bad about‍​ waking him up.‌

Besides,‍⁠​ he was still‍⁠ a baby, so‌‌ he probably didn’t​ need claw maintenance‌​‌ yet.

‘I‌‌ already finished everything⁠‌​ I had to⁠⁠‍ do…’

I checked the time.⁠‍​

It‌‍ was currently 4 in the afternoon.​⁠

Before‍ long, it would‌ be time for‍‌‌ dinner.

Until⁠​ then, I could‌‍ spend my time‍‍‌ carefully reading Swordmaster’s‌​ posts.

If‍ I studied them‍​ properly and practiced‌‌ a little too,​​ it would probably​‍ already be dinner‍⁠⁠ time.

‘When‍‌‍ will my fundamentals‌⁠‌ improve?’

The​ fight against the⁠⁠ Guardian made me‌⁠‌ realize something very⁠ clearly.

I’m​‌‌ surviving purely thanks‍​ to the power⁠‍‌ of my items.​

If⁠ I hadn’t had​ Heavenly Demon’s sword,​ I never would’ve​⁠ been able to⁠ pierce the Guardian’s​​ core.

I’m​ not one of⁠ those manga swordsmen‌ capable of splitting​⁠‌ rocks barehanded.

But‍ this is a fantasy world.

Maybe‍ some people really⁠ can cut stone⁠⁠ without using mana.‍‌​

Curiosity⁠​​ got the better⁠​ of me, so‍⁠ I wrote a post in the⁠‍‌ gallery.

Title)⁠‍‍ Is it possible⁠‍ to cut stone‌ with a sword‌​ without using mana?‌‌⁠

WildGrills⁠‍⁠

Normally‌‌‍ mana strengthens the‍​​ body.

Then‍‍ if you don’t‍ have mana, are⁠‌⁠ you basically just‌‌ a normal person?⁠‍‌

A normal person can’t​‌ cut stone or⁠ split metal with​ a sword, right?⁠⁠

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)​​‍ It depends on​⁠‍ the situation. If‌​ the dantian is⁠ completely destroyed, then‍​​ yes, you would⁠‌‌ be no different‍‌‍ from a normal​​ person. But as‌ long as the⁠ dantian remains intact,⁠‍ it’s possible to⁠⁠ exert great strength⁠ even in a normal state.

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ But even then,‌⁠ proper technique is‍⁠​ still necessary, right?​⁠

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)​⁠‍ Of course. Strength‌​​ without technique only⁠⁠​ ends up dispersing.⁠​ Technique exists to‍ concentrate power into‌​⁠ a single point.‌⁠

ㄴWildGrills)‌‌‌ Then can you⁠⁠⁠ do it, Heavenly⁠​ Demon?

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)⁠⁠ Though I still‌‌ haven’t perfected it,‌​​ I can cut⁠​‍ my enemies using‍‍​ only intent. That‌ is called the‌ mental sword.

ㄴSwordmaster)‍ Ignore that last​​​ part from that‌ old murim woman.⁠ Anyway, someone who​ reaches a certain‍‌ level can probably‍ do it because‌​‌ even their bare​‌​ body becomes a lethal weapon.

ㄴWildGrills)‍ And what would‌‍​ be the standard‍⁠ for considering someone‌‍ that strong?

ㄴSwordmaster)⁠ A level where‌‍ you can use‍ Aura Blade unconsciously.‌​ A level where​ mana even affects⁠​‌ the body and⁠ slows aging.

ㄴWildGrills)​ Don’t tell me‍ that’s already Swordmaster‌‍‍ level.

ㄴSwordmaster)⁠‍​ Excluding mass-produced Swordmasters.‌‌

ㄴWhat‌​ do you mean‌‌‌ by “mass-produced”? Hahaha.⁠⁠‍ A Swordmaster is​ still a Swordmaster.​‍

ㄴThis​ is all Ash’s​⁠​ fault. That woman‍​‌ made people call‌⁠⁠ the other Swordmasters​‌‌ “mass-produced” JAJA.

ㄴWe’re‍⁠ talking about people‌ responsible for an⁠​⁠ entire country’s military‍‌ power and they‌​ still get called‌‍‍ mass-produced hahaha.

ㄴIf​​ they were that‍⁠​ common, anyone could‍ become one;;

ㄴWildGrills)‍ So it’s impossible​​‌ with just basic‌‍ fundamentals in the⁠‌​ end?

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)‍ Considering your talent,​‌⁠ it is not⁠​‍ impossible. However, since‍ you have no⁠‍⁠ master to guide‍‍‍ you, it will‍‍ probably take quite‌‍​ a long time.⁠

ㄴSwordmaster)‍‌ Even so, if‌ you keep constantly‍‍‌ reading my posts,‌‍ you’ll at least‍​‌ be able to‌‍​ master the fundamentals.‌​ That much I can guarantee.

ㄴWildGrills)⁠⁠⁠ So growing rapidly‌‌ in the short​⁠‍ term is impossible⁠ after all.

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)⁠ Not necessarily. Martial‌⁠​ artists become stronger​ the more they‍​ fight. You are‍ trapped in a deadly land, so‌⁠‌ as long as‌‍ you survive the​‌⁠ crises, you will‌ advance quickly.

ㄴSwordmaster)‌⁠ Heavenly Demon, that⁠‍‌ sounded more like‌​‌ “go and die”⁠ than advice;;

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)⁠ Everything depends on‌ how it’s said.⁠​⁠ I honestly believe​‍‌ he will survive⁠‌​ until the end.​‍​

ㄴWildGrills)‍ Uh… well, I guess that counts‍‌ as support. Thanks.⁠

ㄴHeroDontThrowAway)‍​​ There’s also another‌‌‍ way to become​‌ strong quickly!

ㄴWildGrills)⁠⁠ Which one?

ㄴHeroDontThrowAway)‌‍‌ Believe in the‌ Goddess! In Aris,‍‍‍ the Goddess of‍ War and Wisdom!‌‍

ㄴWildGrills)⁠​‍ I hate gods.⁠​‍

ㄴHeroDontThrowAway)⁠​⁠ W-What!? How can⁠‍ you say something‌‌‌ so blasphemous?! Why⁠‌‌ do you hate​ them?!

ㄴWildGrills)⁠‍ I was living​⁠⁠ peacefully and my​‌‍ parents died in‌ an accident. After​ that I desperately⁠‌‌ struggled to keep‌‍​ living and ended⁠⁠​ up falling into⁠⁠ the Four Seasons​‌ Forest. Obviously I want to curse⁠ them.

ㄴYou​‍‌ just keep on‍ blaspheming;;

ㄴWhat​​ a miserable life,⁠‌‍ damn. How can‌​‌ someone live like‌⁠‍ that? Hahaha.

ㄴModerator,‍‍ are you a paladin or something?‍‍‌

ㄴHeroDontThrowAway)​‌⁠ Something like that!‌ Though I was⁠ temporarily expelled because​​⁠ of a small⁠‌ misunderstanding!

A god.

The‍⁠ moderator’s words left⁠‌​ me thinking.

I don’t follow any​‍⁠ particular religion.

But⁠​ I’m not an‍​ atheist either.

Even‌ before suddenly falling‌​‍ into the Four‌‌‌ Seasons Forest, I did believe in‌‍​ the existence of‌ gods.

Because⁠⁠​ that way I could insult them‍​​ freely.

If⁠ I was going‌‌ to hate someone,‍ it was better⁠ to hate a god than a person.

And⁠⁠​ if they punished​​ me for insulting‌ them? Then I’d‍​⁠ insult them even‌​‌ more for being​ so sensitive.

‘If‌⁠⁠ nobody’s watching, people‍ even insult the⁠​ king.’

Believing⁠‍ in gods so‌​⁠ I could hate‌⁠‍ them.

It‌ was quite an‍ ironic idea.

But​⁠​ thanks to that​ mindset, I was⁠‌ still stubbornly surviving,‍ so it wasn’t​ so bad.

‘For‍⁠ now, the only‍‍‍ answer is training.’‍

I feel like my⁠‌‌ mana is constantly‌⁠‍ increasing, but I can’t grasp even‌‍ the slightest clue‍‌‍ about how to‌ use Aura Blade.‌​

Rather,‍‌⁠ it feels like‍ I have too⁠ much mana and⁠ can’t control it⁠‍ properly.

I guess that’s because⁠⁠‌ I’m someone who‍‍ came from Earth.‍

If‌ my origin is‍ different, then maybe‌ the training method⁠​ should also be⁠‍​ different.

From​‍‌ the beginning, the⁠‍​ mere fact that‍‌ I could feel⁠⁠​ mana was already​ almost a miracle.‌‌​

‘…This‌‌​ is going to⁠‍ take a long​⁠ time.’

If‌⁠ I want to⁠ escape the Four⁠‍​ Seasons Forest, I need to become‍​ stronger.

But‍⁠‍ to reach that‍ level, I at​‍‌ least need to​‌ learn how to‌​ use Aura Blade.‌‍​

And​‌ learning Aura Blade⁠‌ could take an​ incredibly long time.‌

Therefore,​‌ I’ll have to‌ assume that I’ll‌‌⁠ be living in​ the Four Seasons‍‍​ Forest for a very long time.‌‍⁠

‘As‌‌ long as I manage to escape‌​ someday, that’s enough.’​

I made that promise‍ to myself while​ closing the gallery.‍

It‍‌⁠ seemed the moderator​⁠ was still saying‌​ something to me,‍‌ but I calmly‍​ ignored it.

That‍ blaspheming was wrong,‌​⁠ that no matter‌⁠ how hard life⁠ was I shouldn’t‌ insult the gods,⁠⁠ and so on.‍‌

Judging‌​ by the way⁠‌ he spoke, he‌‍​ seemed like a very devout believer.‌‍ Maybe I shouldn’t​ have brought up‌ the topic.

‘As⁠ if the gods‍⁠ are going to‍⁠⁠ feed me.’

Besides,‍‌ in this world⁠​ there are far⁠​ more things to⁠‍ worry about before⁠​‌ worrying about gods.⁠​

Ah,‌ though that doesn’t‍​‌ mean I despise⁠ religious people.

In​‌ fact, I consider​ sincere believers to‍‌ be some of⁠‌‍ the most admirable‍⁠ people there are.⁠​

They‌⁠​ are people full​ of sacrifice and⁠⁠‍ devotion, so how‌‍⁠ could I hate‍ them?

‘It’s⁠​ not that I hate people.’

My‌ parents were good‍‍⁠ people, and the​ people helping me‍‍ now are too.‍

Of​⁠⁠ course, every now‍‌ and then some⁠ bastard appears, but‍⁠​ I’m not someone‍ who gets trampled‌​‍ on easily either.‍‌​

‘Thinking‌ about it that​⁠‍ way, the gallery​‌‌ is strange too.’‌

I know all too​‍ well the atrocities⁠‍ people can commit⁠​⁠ under the veil‍‌⁠ of anonymity.

Where⁠‍‍ I used to‌ live, you could‌‍ kill people not‌⁠‌ with weapons, but‍‌ with words.

And​ yet, even though‌ the gallery is​‌‍ full of desires⁠ and personal interests,‍‍​ there are relatively⁠‌ few personal attacks.‌

Sometimes​ some strange lady‌ appears, but the‌​ other races simply​‌⁠ let it slide.⁠​‌ Only the dwarves⁠ react.

It’s​ similar with the‍⁠ beastkins.

When⁠ something is that‌⁠ extreme, it can‍ only be seen​⁠ as a difference⁠⁠‌ in tastes.

‘I⁠ want to go‍ home.’

I discreetly looked at‌​ the cave wall.‌‍

Tomorrow​ would already be⁠ the tenth day.​⁠

I feel like I haven’t done much,⁠‌‌ but time flew‌‌‍ by.

I still haven’t explored‍⁠ very much, and​‌ on top of‍ that beasts keep⁠ attacking me constantly,‌​​ so my head⁠ hurts.

‘Where‌​​ should I go​ tomorrow?’

I turned my gaze‍‌‌ to the side.​‍​

There⁠⁠ was a large‍ hand-drawn map spread​​​ across a white‍​‍ sheet.

The​ river that was‌‍​ practically my lifeline.‌​

The‍ lakeshore connected to‍⁠ that river.

The⁠ area inhabited by‌ the adult mandrakes.​

The​​ mushroom cave.

The‍ orichalcum cave and​ the rest.

Looking​‍​ at it this‍‌ way, I really‌ had explored quite‌⁠ a lot of‍‍ places.

Though⁠⁠⁠ I discovered one⁠ of them purely​ by chance while​​​ searching for Wonmo‍ after he ran‍⁠​ away.

‘If⁠ I follow the‌ river downstream, it‌‍‌ all ends at⁠⁠‌ the lake, so‍⁠ I should probably​ start from the⁠‍‌ source.’

I looked at the‍ map while thinking⁠⁠‍ carefully.

It⁠‍‍ was time to‍⁠ explore in a more organized way.‌⁠

If​‌‍ I was going‍‍ to stay here​ for a long​ time, it would‍‌‌ be best to​⁠ examine everything thoroughly.​⁠‌

I would also need‌⁠ to place landmarks‍​‌ so I wouldn’t‌ get lost.

Moving​‌ around the lake​ was impossible.

If‌ one of those​​‌ giant crabs appeared,‌‌ I’d die.

‘Or‍‍⁠ maybe I should‍‌‌ follow the river‌ upstream?’

That‌‌‍ wasn’t a bad‍​ idea either.

A river didn’t necessarily​‍ have to be‍ a single stream.⁠⁠‍

Even​‌​ in the upper‌⁠‍ part of the​‌ river, it could‌​‍ split into two​‍ or even several⁠⁠‌ branches.

‘I⁠ should check what⁠​ lies at the​ end of each​⁠⁠ river.’

Downstream‌​‍ was the lake.⁠​

But​⁠⁠ I didn’t know‌‍‌ what was upstream.‍​​

It‌​ was better to​⁠ follow a clear​‍ route rather than‍‍⁠ wandering around aimlessly.⁠‌‌

After‌⁠ more or less‍ organizing tomorrow’s plan,‌⁠ I checked the‍ time.

It⁠ was almost five​ o’clock.

It‍ was probably time‍‌ to head up⁠⁠ to the river‍‍​ and check whether⁠⁠‍ any fish had‌‍ fallen into the‍‍⁠ trap.

“I’m‍‌​ heading out for⁠⁠⁠ a moment.”

“…….”‍‌​

I spoke to Sloth‌‍ and left the​‍ cave.

As⁠ always, I placed⁠ the metal gate‌⁠‍ there just in​ case.

After⁠ properly equipping myself,​ I headed toward‍‌ the river.

Just‍⁠‌ earlier today at⁠⁠ noon, a pack⁠ of otters had​‍ appeared, so I needed to stay​‍ alert.

Splash.⁠ Splash.

“What?‌ Three?”

When​⁠‍ I checked the⁠‌‍ trap, it had⁠⁠ caught no less‌⁠ than three fish.‌

One‌‌ golden fish and​ two red fish.​

It⁠​‌ was hard to⁠ believe that was​ possible in such⁠ a short time.‍⁠

‘Well,​ as long as⁠​​ it’s good, then⁠​​ better this way.’⁠‍

The‍‌​ more food I had, the better.‌​

Humming‍​​ cheerfully, I lifted⁠⁠ the trap.

While‍‌‌ pulling it out,‍​ I carefully watched‌ the surroundings in‍‍ case something attacked​ me.

Maybe‍​ the otters had‌ smelled the blood⁠​ from the fight‍​ earlier and were‌‍⁠ coming back.

‘It’s‍‌​ better to return​⁠ quickly.’

After⁠ collecting the trap,⁠‍‌ I ran back‍⁠‍ to the cave.‍‌​

I even used mana⁠‌⁠ because I was‍⁠ afraid something might​ chase me.

Once‌‍ inside, I threw‍‌ the fish into​​ the metal container.‍‍

Since​​‌ there were three‍ fish, the container​ ended up completely‍‍‍ full.

‘Tomorrow​‍‍ I can eat‍‍⁠ one for breakfast.’‍

If​‍ every day were‌ like this.

No.​‌‌ What am I thinking?

What‌ matters is escaping​‌ quickly.

I shook my head​‍‌ firmly.

‘Until‌ I manage to⁠​ escape.’

Yes.​‌ That mindset was⁠‍ much more appropriate.​

I went back to⁠​‍ the river to‍⁠‌ place the trap‌​ again and then‍⁠ started preparing dinner.‌​

Wonmo,⁠‍ who had been⁠ napping, also seemed‍ to notice that‍⁠ dinner time was‍⁠ approaching and slowly‌‍‌ crawled out.

Watching‍⁠ him approach with‍ those sleepy eyes‍‍​ was far too‌‍​ adorable.

It⁠ felt like my‍⁠ heart healed every‌‍‌ time I saw⁠‌ him.

Sizzleee—‍‌​

I gave one of⁠ the prepared fish⁠‍⁠ to Wonmo and​⁠ cooked the other⁠‌‌ one as usual.‍‌‍

Just​⁠‌ a little salt‍‌‍ and done, a delicious fish dish!‍

No‌‍‍ matter how many⁠ times I eat‌​ it, I never⁠‍‌ get tired of‌⁠ it.

More‌‌ than fish, it‍ feels like eating⁠ premium beef.

‘Why​‍‌ does it taste⁠‌ better than tiger‌‌‍ meat?’

Maybe‍ because the tiger‍‍ meat had been​ smoked.

After​⁠⁠ dinner, I started​‍​ practicing the breathing⁠‌⁠ method.

I also didn’t forget​‍​ to take the‍ medicine AllFather gave‍‌⁠ me.

“Come‍⁠ on, Wonmo. Catch‍​​ it.”

“Kyuuu!​​⁠ Kyuu!”

After‌⁠⁠ finishing everything, I started playing with⁠​‍ Wonmo.

Basically,‍‌‌ I tied a piece of cloth‌ to a stick‍‍ and moved it‍​ around.

I had seen many‌​‍ owners playing like‍​‌ this with their⁠‍ cats on YouTube.​‌

Wonmo‌‌ wasn’t a cat,​⁠ but I heard‌⁠ games like this‍ helped develop hunting‌‌‍ skills.

Thunk!‌​

“Kyua!”​⁠​

“Ugh!”⁠

Well,‌‌ sometimes little accidents​‌ happened and we‌‌ ended up crashing‌‌​ into each other,‌‌ but I could‍‌⁠ handle it.

He​​‍ was still a tiny baby.

Although‌⁠‍ he had grown‌⁠ since the first⁠ time I saw‍ him, he was⁠​​ still a baby.‍

“Kyuuu!‍‌ Kyuu!”

“Hehehe.”‌‍​

I hugged Wonmo and⁠⁠‍ rubbed against him‌⁠ before slowly letting​‍ him go.

I think I finally​‍⁠ understand why people‍ keep pets.

It⁠ felt like the‍ loneliness became a little lighter.

‘I​⁠ wonder what the‍‌​ gallery is doing.’​

Outside,⁠​‌ it was already⁠​ beginning to get⁠‌ dark.

So‍​‍ I entered the​ gallery again.

As​​ always, it was‌‌ full of useless‌ posts and nonsense.​

It‍‍​ was probably the‌​ place where human‍ warmth could be‌‌ felt the most.‌‍

Of‍‌‍ course, every now​​‍ and then some‌​​ strange lunatic appeared,‌​‍ but I didn’t​⁠‍ really care anymore.⁠

‘What⁠‌ do these people‍‌‌ do in real⁠⁠ life?’

The​‌‌ question appeared suddenly.‍‍‍

Especially⁠ the registered users‌ I had ended‍‍ up interacting with.‍

None⁠ of them seemed⁠⁠‍ remotely “normal.”

Even​​ HeavenlyDemon, whom they‌ call an old⁠‌ murim woman, seemed⁠​ like an important‌ person to me.‌ A real adult.‍⁠

‘They’re‌ good people.’

Of‍ course, I’m just‍​⁠ curious. I don’t‍‌​ plan to dig​‍ too deeply.

Just⁠​⁠ the fact that⁠ they help me⁠‍‍ already makes me‍‍‌ owe them a lot.

Title)​‌ End of Day‌ 9!

WildGrills⁠

(Photo⁠ of the campfire)​‌

End​​ of an especially‌‌ tough Day 9!​ Tomorrow begins Day⁠‍⁠ 10!

See‌‍ you tomorrow!

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)​‍ Rest well. I’ll⁠ always be supporting⁠ you.

ㄴSwordmaster)​ You suffered especially‍‍ a lot today.⁠⁠ Stay strong.

ㄴStarlightPrincess)‌‍​ Fighting! I sincerely‌‌​ hope you don’t‍‍ surpass my record!​​

ㄴLooking‌ at it now,​‍ it really does⁠​ seem like he’ll‍⁠ surpass it.

ㄴThere’s⁠‍‌ no point even⁠ counting them. He’ll‍ never be able‍‌‌ to escape anyway⁠‌ hahaha.

ㄴStarlightPrincess)‌‍‌ You people really⁠‌ are trash ^^‍

ㄴLetsPlantTrees)⁠‌‍ Thank you for‌ giving me the⁠⁠ core today! Thanks‌ to it, my‌​​ work became much‌​ easier!

ㄴWildGrills)‌​ I’m glad it‌ was useful to‌‌ you. I’m also⁠‌ making very good‌ use of the‍ gifts you gave​ me.

ㄴLetsPlantTrees)‍‌ What do you⁠‍ think of them?​⁠ They are the‍ pride of Alvenheim!‌⁠‍

ㄴWildGrills)‌ By any chance,‍​ are all elves​‍‍ smokers?

ㄴLetsPlantTrees)​ Ah. Right.

ㄴLol.​‍

ㄴWhat‌⁠‌ do you mean⁠​ “ah, right”? Hahaha.​

ㄴI​​‌ think she forgot‍‌ she gifted him‌⁠ tobacco hahaha.

ㄴHey,​ pointy ears. Do⁠ you smoke too?​‌​

ㄴLetsPlantTrees)⁠‌​ No! I use​ them as incense.‌‌​

ㄴThat’s​ pretty weird too;;​​⁠

ㄴWho‍‍​ uses tobacco as‌‍⁠ incense?

LetsPlantTrees‍‍ really was a strange person.

What‌ on earth was⁠‌ she doing with‍​‌ that core?

Still,​‍ from my perspective,⁠⁠⁠ it was a great trade because⁠ I managed to‍‍‍ get rid of⁠​ something troublesome.

‘Tomorrow⁠ I’ll head upstream.’‌⁠

There‍​ was still time‍​​ before sleep.

So​​⁠ I continued practicing​‍ the breathing method.​‌⁠

HeavenlyDemon​⁠ said she wanted⁠‌​ to teach me⁠‌‍ the next formula,‌ but first I needed to strengthen⁠‍‍ my foundations.

I don’t know exactly​‌ what she considers‌ “foundations,” but she‍‌ said it would⁠‍‍ take at least​‍‌ two weeks.

‘Then⁠​‍ I’ll start eating⁠ the internal cores​ after that.’

There​ were about four⁠‌ days left.

I slowly closed my‌ eyes and began‌​ circulating mana.

I could clearly feel‍ the mana moving​​‍ through my body.‍

Curiously,‌⁠ the more days‍ passed, the more​‍ it felt like​‌⁠ the amount of⁠​​ mana increased and‍‌ its circulation speed‌​‍ improved as well.​⁠‌

‘Could⁠‌⁠ it be because​​ of the fish?’​

Maybe‌ it was because‌‍ I was eating​‍ fish with internal⁠‍‌ cores every single⁠ day—no, practically every‌⁠‌ meal.

Even⁠ so, I could⁠‍​ control it.

If‍‌ I couldn’t, my​ body would have​ exploded a long⁠​‍ time ago.

Without‌ interruption, I slowly​ began entering a deep state of​ concentration.

And​⁠​ the next day.‍

Shhhhhhhhhh!!⁠⁠

“Ah,‌‌‍ damn it.”

I cursed as I looked at the‌ torrential rain pouring‌ down from the‌⁠ sky.

 

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