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Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 98: Firewood (1)

Chapter 98: Firewood (1)

There‌​​ exists a word‌‌⁠ called “bait.”

Normally,‌​ it refers to⁠‍‌ the bait used⁠ to attract fish.‍‌

And‌​‍ precisely because of⁠​⁠ that characteristic of‌‌ attracting fish, the‍‌‌ word is often‌‍ used with other‍​⁠ meanings as well.​

The​ gallery was no​​⁠ different.

If⁠⁠ you threw out‌‍ a big bait,‍ fish would swarm​ in masses.

The‍⁠⁠ bigger the bait,⁠ the more fish‌‌​ appeared, and every‌‌‍ now and then‍‍‍ you even ended⁠ up catching a huge one.

Title)⁠‍‌ Give an upvote⁠‍‍ if the Holy​‌ Kingdom is finished‌​​ hahaha

└Even⁠​​ the Immortal King⁠ seems pitiful.

└The‌‌ real Demon King‌​​ was Eldorado hahaha⁠

└Demon‌ Kings are not‍​ born.

└When​ is the Holy‍ Kingdom going to​‌​ respond?

‘When⁠ the hell is‍⁠‍ this going to​⁠ calm down?’

Time‍⁠ had passed, and‍‍ it was already‍⁠ dinner time.

While‍‍ watching the gallery⁠ still burning over​ the Immortal King⁠ topic, a doubt​ crossed my mind.​‍

I didn’t know whether⁠​​ it was because‍‌‍ it had been​ a relatively recent​​​ event or because⁠​ the truth about‌ the Holy Kingdom‌⁠‍ was too horrifying.⁠‌

The‍‌ only thing certain‌⁠⁠ was that it⁠​ didn’t look like⁠‍ it would die‍ down anytime soon.‌

I think I now⁠‌​ understand a little‍⁠ of the disaster‍‌ I caused.

‘As​ long as they‌‌ release a proper‌‌‍ public statement tomorrow,​ it’ll be fine.’​⁠

I closed the gallery.‌‌

It‌ was already time​‌⁠ to head to‌‌ the river.

The‍⁠ problems outside were​ problems of the‌‍ outside world.

I just had to‌⁠ keep surviving in⁠ my own way.‍⁠⁠

Irresponsible⁠ pleasure?

Even‌‍​ if I wanted⁠‌‍ to take responsibility,⁠‌‌ I simply couldn’t.​‌

And​ to begin with,​ it couldn’t even‍‍‍ be called pleasure.​‌

I had uploaded all‍ of that solely‍‌ to increase my‌ chances of survival,​‌​ even if only‌‌⁠ a little.

I never imagined things‍​ like the Immortal‌‍ King or the‍ corruption of the‍‌ world were hidden​ there.

‘Though​‌‌ even if I had known, I still would’ve uploaded​​‌ it anyway.’

What‌ did I know​ about this world?‍⁠

I woke up directly‍ inside the Forest‌ of Four Seasons‌⁠​ before even learning⁠​ anything.

Even‍⁠​ with the gallery,​‍ you don’t learn‍‍‌ about the world‍‌ through an online‍‍ community.

‘Will​ I get into‌‌‌ trouble when I leave this place?’⁠

Though‍​ even that depended​‌​ on something.

Whether‌ the head moderator​‌‌ revealed my real-time⁠ location.

Otherwise,⁠​ finding me would⁠‍ be impossible.

‘Ah,‍‍ whatever. Thinking about‌⁠‍ this is pointless.’‍​

It⁠ was better to‍ just wait and‍ see what the​ Holy Kingdom said‌ tomorrow.

I sighed inwardly as⁠ I arrived at​ the river.

There‍​​ were exactly two⁠​‍ fish caught in‌ the trap.

Once​ again, it would‍​ be a feast.​

Satisfied,​​⁠ I lifted the‌​‌ trap.

Squirm—‌ Squirm—

“Hmm?”​

There‌⁠‍ weren’t only fish​‌ inside.

There‌‍⁠ was also an‍‍⁠ octopus that I had no idea⁠‍ where the hell⁠ it came from.⁠‌‌

It‌‌‍ wasn’t glowing blue‍ like it was‍⁠ poisonous either.

It‌⁠‌ was just a normal octopus.

And‍ it didn’t look‍ monstrously huge like⁠‍ the octopus I saw that time​ on the sandy⁠ beach.

‘Is⁠​ it because the‌‍ sea overflowed into‍​ the river?’

After⁠​ that torrential storm,‍ it seemed all‌⁠‍ kinds of creatures​‍⁠ were ending up‌ caught here.

Well,‍‌ from my point‍ of view, it‌‍⁠ was great.

More‌‌‌ food.

Besides,‌⁠ it was my​⁠​ first time eating​ octopus in this‌‍ forest, so it⁠‌‌ didn’t sound bad.​‍

‘Though‌​ were octopus tentacles‍‍ supposed to be‍​​ this thin? Maybe‍⁠‌ it’s a small​ squid.’

Either​​ way, I carried​​ the entire trap‍⁠‍ back.

It⁠⁠​ was small, so⁠​ I planned to⁠‍ eat it immediately.​‍‍

The‌‌ preparation would probably‌‍ be boiling it‌ or stir-frying it.​

Whether​‍ it was an⁠‌‌ octopus or not,⁠‌​ it would become⁠‍ my dinner.

That​​ part wouldn’t change.‌​

When‌‌‍ I finally returned⁠ to the cave⁠⁠​ and was about‌‌⁠ to store the​ caught food inside‌⁠ the container—

Shhk!⁠‍‍

“Eh?”⁠

The​ octopus or whatever⁠‌‍ it was wrapped⁠⁠ itself around my‍‌ arm.

It‍ moved so fast‌ that I froze​⁠‍ for a moment.‌‍

Then‍⁠ its tentacles started⁠ wrapping around another‍ part of my⁠ body.

Squeeze!‍‍‍

“Guh!​‍ Ggh!”

My⁠ neck.

I couldn’t breathe.

Desperately,⁠ I tried to‌ tear off the‍‍​ tentacles strangling me.⁠‍

But‌ they were absurdly‌​ strong.

And‌ I could also‌​​ feel something sticking​⁠ to my skin.‍‍‌

The‌ suckers had attached​ themselves to my​‍​ neck.

“Ggh…!⁠ Gghhk…!”

If‌ this kept going,​ I would end⁠ up suffocating to​​⁠ death.

As‍‌ my consciousness started​ growing hazy, I desperately moved my⁠ hand.

The​‍​ dagger I had‌​ prepared for cooking.‍​‍

My‍‍ fingers managed to​​​ reach it.

Slash—‌‍ Slash— Slash— Slash!​​

I frantically cut the⁠⁠ tentacles, and finally⁠​​ the pressure around​ my neck disappeared.‍​​

But‍‌ the octopus didn’t‌‍ seem willing to⁠‍⁠ give up.

With​‍ its remaining tentacles,⁠⁠ it started squeezing‍ me even harder.⁠‍‌

My‌ vision was starting⁠‌‍ to darken.

I circulated even the⁠​⁠ mana inside my‌​⁠ body while continuing‌‍ to cut the​ tentacles.

Crack!‍ Riiip!

I managed to cut​ off all the​ tentacles strangling me.‍​‌

Lastly,⁠⁠ I grabbed the‍ head with my​‌‌ hand and forcibly‌⁠‍ ripped it off.‌‌

The​‌ octopus was still‌​ desperately trying to​ kill me, but⁠⁠ it no longer‌⁠ had any tentacles​‌ left.

“Cough!‌ Cough! Hah… Ngh.”‌

While‍⁠​ coughing, I stared⁠ at the octopus‌⁠‌ in my hand.⁠

It​⁠ only had one‌‌‍ tentacle left.

And‍⁠‌ even then, it⁠ was still squirming,​​ trying to slash⁠‍‍ at my neck.‌

It⁠‌ was ridiculous.

Crack!⁠

I had no mercy‌‍ for animals trying‌‍‌ to kill me.‌‍‌

I executed it immediately.‍

I threw the octopus​ onto the cutting‌ board and stabbed‍⁠ the dagger straight⁠‌‍ into its head.⁠

Looks‍⁠‌ like I hit⁠ the vital point,​‌ because the octopus​​ quickly turned white‌​‌ and then went‌‌‌ completely limp.

“Ugh.​⁠ Seriously.”

Pop!‍‍‌ Pop!

I peeled off the‍‌ tentacles still stuck‌ to my neck.​​‍

The‍ suckers were attached‍ so tightly it⁠ felt like ripping​‌ tape off my⁠‍ skin.

“Fuuu……”‍‌

When⁠‍ I placed the⁠ tentacles on the​ cutting board, they‌⁠ were still writhing.‌

Just‌‌‌ looking at them​ was disgusting.

I wanted to get⁠⁠ rid of them‍⁠ as quickly as⁠ possible.

‘What​‍‍ kind of octopus‌‍ tries to strangle‌‌ me?’

Since​ it didn’t release​​ ink, maybe it‍​ really was a small squid.

Either‍​ way, it had‍⁠ been a dangerous⁠ moment.

I definitely couldn’t let‌​ my guard down‍⁠‍ just because something​ was small.

‘You,‍‍‌ I’m going to‍⁠ chew you up​​ real slow.’

Even‌⁠‌ though those tentacles‌ had been around‌⁠‍ my neck, it‍​ didn’t matter.

Such‌⁠ “trivial” hygiene was⁠ no longer an⁠ issue here.

And‌ while I was‍ at it, I could write information‍ about this octopus‍ in my diary.‍‌

Today‍‍‌ I had really⁠ obtained a lot⁠‍‍ of things.

Sizzleeeee—⁠‍‍

Eating​ it raw didn’t⁠ appeal to me‍‌ much, so I decided to cook⁠ it in the​‌ pan.

There​⁠‌ was such a thing as spicy‍‌ stir-fried octopus, but⁠ I had no‌ sauce or seasonings.‌

So⁠ simply cooking it​‌⁠ together with the‍‍ fish was enough.‌⁠

Munch—‌ Munch—

“Mmm.‍ It’s good.”

It‌‍ had that characteristic‌ smell of sea‍⁠‍ creatures, but the⁠‌⁠ savory flavor covered⁠‌ everything.

And‌​⁠ on top of‍​‌ that, it was⁠ paired with fish.‌‍

The‍‌​ umami of the​ fish meat blended​‌ perfectly and made⁠ my taste buds‌ happy.

“Wonmo.‌‍ You eat the‍⁠ head.”

“Kyuu!”‍

I gave the head⁠​​ to Wonmo.

Of‌‍‌ course, I cut​​‌ it properly and‍⁠ cooked it so​ he wouldn’t choke.‍​

By‌​ the way, the‌ sloth flatly refused⁠ to try it.⁠​⁠

Well,⁠‌⁠ he was a herbivore, so it‌⁠​ was understandable.

I also finished today’s‌ dinner completely satisfied.‍

Though‍‌​ there had been⁠‌‍ a dangerous moment⁠​⁠ in the middle,‌​ it seemed I managed to overcome‍ it well.

‘Here,‍‌ the smaller something‌​⁠ is, the more⁠ dangerous it becomes.’‍

Until⁠ now, I had​ mainly been threatened​‍ by enormous monsters.‍

But‍ now that I thought about it,‌⁠⁠ large creatures seemed​‍​ to be at‌ a disadvantage when‍⁠​ it came to‍​‌ survival.

Even​⁠ the sloth was‌‍​ smaller than me​ and yet absurdly⁠‍‍ strong.

Especially‌ the saber-toothed tiger⁠⁠‌ that possessed a Dragon Heart.

It​⁠ had monstrous regeneration,⁠‌​ yes, but being‍​ so large left⁠ too many openings.​​

The​⁠ same went for‍ the Orichalcon Guardian.​‍

The‌‍ small ones were‌‌ more dangerous.

‘……Though⁠ let’s exclude crabs‍​‍ and lobsters from⁠⁠ that.’

Those‌‌ definitely fit perfectly‍⁠ into the category⁠​‍ of “giant monsters.”​⁠

After⁠ finishing cleaning everything‍⁠‌ up, I entered⁠ the cave once‌⁠‌ again.

I needed to write​‌ in my diary.⁠⁠

Scratch​​ scratch—

More​‍ important than the​ corpse was the​​​ octopus.

I wrote down in​‌ detail all the⁠​ information related to‍‍ it.

After⁠‌ the beating I received today, it‍ was less likely⁠ I’d fall for⁠ a similar attack‍‍ again.

Even​ so, recording everything⁠ was essential.

Who​⁠​ knew if someday‍ I might hit‌ my head and​‍ lose my memory.‌

‘I‍​ finished the diary,​⁠‌ now it’s time‌​​ to practice the​​‍ circulation technique.’

Little⁠‌ by little, I was getting used​​‌ to it.

Just‌ by closing my‍⁠ eyes and concentrating​ a bit, I could clearly feel​‌ the mana inside⁠ my body.

Maybe‍⁠ tomorrow or the‌ day after tomorrow⁠‌‌ I’ll start consuming‌ Internal Cores.

Just‍​‌ one at first.​‍‍

After⁠ finishing all my​ training, I opened⁠‍‍ the gallery.

I wanted to see​ whether the Immortal​‌ King topic was‍ still burning.

‘It’s‌‍​ still exactly the⁠ same.’

Not‍‌ much had changed.‌‌‌

The‌ gallery was still⁠‌ burning just the‍‌ same.

It‌‌ was even surprising​‍ that it had‌ stayed this heated‍‍ for so long‌⁠‍ without anyone continuing‍‌​ to add fuel‍⁠‌ to the fire.‍‍‌

And‌‍ not even the‌ head moderator was‌​​ intervening.

That‌‍‌ was strange, considering‌‌‌ that according to‌​ the rules, posts⁠​ encouraging conflicts between‌‌‌ countries were prohibited.​⁠

‘Could‍‌​ it be because⁠ this involves a conflict between nations?’​

The‌‌ countries being mentioned‍⁠‍ right now were​‍ the Holy Kingdom‍⁠⁠ of Eldorado and⁠ the Valkhan Kingdom.​

But‍‌​ the Valkhan Kingdom⁠​‍ had disappeared a very long time‌⁠ ago.

A real conflict between‌⁠‍ them couldn’t exist.‌

Sometimes‌ Mephisto, the country‍‍​ of demons where⁠‍‌ the “Demon King”⁠ existed, was also‍ mentioned, but only‌‌​ slightly.

Most‍​ of the posts‌‍ were criticisms and‌‍​ insults directed at‍‌ Eldorado.

‘Just‍ in case, I should ask the​​⁠ head moderator and⁠⁠‌ HeavenlyDemon.’

It‍ wasn’t that I was worried about‍⁠⁠ Eldorado.

I simply didn’t care.‌‌‍

But​⁠⁠ just how horrible‌‌​ did the kingdom’s‍ public image have‌ to be for​‍‌ everyone to seize​‌‌ the opportunity to‌ insult it?

Even‌​ so, if posts⁠ like this kept‌ appearing nonstop, the‍ ones who would‌⁠ end up exhausted‍⁠​ were the moderators.​‍‌

I wasn’t worried about​⁠ Eldorado.

I was worried about⁠‍‌ them, who would⁠⁠‍ have to handle‌‍ the chaos.

[WildGrills:‌​⁠ HeavenlyDemon. Are you‍‍‍ around?]

[HeavenlyDemon:⁠ This lady is​‌ always waiting to‌‍ speak with you.]‍‍‍

The‌‍ first to respond​ was HeavenlyDemon.

The​​ head moderator sometimes‌‍ disappeared, so I planned to ask​ him later.

[WildGrills:‌⁠ I think the⁠‍ gallery ended up‌ becoming a disaster‍‍ because of me.⁠ I don’t know‍​‌ if you’re busy……]⁠

[HeavenlyDemon:‌‌ I understand what‍​ you mean.]

[HeavenlyDemon:​ But you don’t⁠ need to worry‍⁠‍ so much. Things‌⁠ like this happen⁠‍ frequently.]

[WildGrills:‌‌‍ Frequently?]

[HeavenlyDemon:‌ Yes. Whenever something‍​ big happens in‍ the world, the⁠ gallery usually catches⁠ fire like this.]​​‍

[HeavenlyDemon:⁠⁠ Sometimes the problems​​ even reach the​ real world, but​⁠​ that is extremely‍⁠ rare.]

[WildGrills:‍‍‌ So if I just stay quiet,⁠‌ sooner or later‌⁠​ it’ll die down‍​‍ on its own.]​‍

[HeavenlyDemon:​​‌ As long as​⁠⁠ the Holy Kingdom⁠​⁠ doesn’t keep adding⁠​⁠ more fuel to‌ the fire.]

In‍⁠ the end, that⁠‍​ meant we would‍ have to wait⁠ until tomorrow to‍​ know what would‍ happen.

I had already expected‌​ something like this,‍⁠‍ so I wasn’t‍ too worried.

[WildGrills:​ And what if‌ the Holy Kingdom‍‌‌ gives some weird‍‍ explanation?]

[HeavenlyDemon:‌⁠⁠ Then it will​‍​ burn even more.]⁠

[HeavenlyDemon:‌ And from that⁠ point onward, we‌ really will be​‍ busy.]

[WildGrills:‌‍‍ I hope something⁠‌ like that doesn’t​‍ happen.]

[HeavenlyDemon:‍ Are you worried?]⁠​‌

[WildGrills:‌‍⁠ Of course. My‍ posts could end‍‌⁠ up buried.]

[HeavenlyDemon:‍‍⁠ Hm. That truly​​‍ is a serious⁠‍ matter.]

The‌‌ posting speed was‌​ completely out of‍​ control.

Just‌​ closing and reopening​ the gallery was‌‍ enough for one⁠⁠ or two pages‍⁠ to already pass‍ by.

For‍​‌ someone like me,‍​ who depended heavily‌ on the gallery,⁠‌ it was quite⁠ a serious situation.⁠​

Thankfully,‌ private exchanges between​‍‌ people could still‍​ be made.

Otherwise,​⁠ it really would​‌‍ have been a huge problem.

[HeavenlyDemon:‌ Don’t worry. Even​​‌ if I have‌‍‌ to search for‌ them personally, I’ll⁠ read your posts.]⁠⁠

[HeavenlyDemon:​⁠ This lady will​‍ always support you.]​‍‌

[WildGrills:​⁠‍ Thank you.]

After‍⁠ receiving comfort from‍‌ HeavenlyDemon, I decided⁠‌‌ to contact the‍‍ head moderator, HeroDontThrowAway.‌

He⁠ was probably the‌‍ one with the⁠‌ biggest headache right​ now.

And‌‌ on top of⁠‌ that, he was‌​⁠ the one who⁠ gave me special‌​​ permissions, so I felt even guiltier.​

[WildGrills:‌⁠ Head moderator. Are‌ you there?]

[HeroDontThrowAway:‍⁠‌ Yes! I’m here!]⁠

[HeroDontThrowAway:‌‌ Is something wrong?!]​

Thankfully,​ he seemed to​‌‌ be connected to⁠ the gallery.

I thought for a moment about what‍⁠ to say before‌ asking about the⁠‍ current situation.

[WildGrills:​ Head moderator, you’ve‌ already gone through​ situations like this⁠‌⁠ many times, right?]⁠

[HeroDontThrowAway:​ It happens pretty​ often!]

[HeroDontThrowAway:​ And they’re always​‌‍ extremely annoying situations!]‍‌

I felt a stab‍ of guilt thinking‍​​ that I had‍‌‍ caused exactly that⁠ kind of problem.⁠

[WildGrills:‍⁠‌ I also never​​‍ imagined this would​​⁠ end up like‍⁠ this. I’m sorry.]⁠

[HeroDontThrowAway:⁠‌ You don’t have⁠‍⁠ to apologize!]

[HeroDontThrowAway:​​ I don’t think‍‌ you uploaded those‌​ posts with bad​​ intentions!]

[WildGrills:​⁠ Thank you. But‌‌ when all this‌⁠ calms down, what‌‍​ will happen to‍ me?]

[HeroDontThrowAway:‍‍ Unless there was‍⁠‌ malicious intent, since‍‌ you didn’t act‌ with malice, there‍ won’t be any‌ problem.]

[WildGrills:⁠‍ What a relief.]‌‍

[HeroDontThrowAway:‍⁠⁠ Besides, if we​​ deleted the posts‍‍​ now, the gallery​‌‌ would probably burn⁠ even more!]

He‍ was definitely right.⁠

I had heard about‌ things like that​‍⁠ before.

When‌ you try to‍⁠ hide something, you‌‍ end up causing⁠ even more interest.​⁠​

In‌⁠​ the end, everything​​⁠ would depend on‌‍‌ what happened tomorrow.‍

Whether​​​ the issue would‍‌ die down or‍‍​ not.

[WildGrills:‌ Without meaning to,​ I ended up‌⁠⁠ causing you problems.⁠ I really want‌ to apologize again.]⁠‍

[HeroDontThrowAway:‍‌⁠ It’s fine!]

[HeroDontThrowAway:​⁠⁠ If the Holy​⁠⁠ Kingdom did something⁠ wrong, then it‌​ did something wrong!⁠ And if it‍ didn’t, then it​‌ didn’t!]

[WildGrills:‍ Head moderator, are‌‍ you from the‌⁠‌ Holy Kingdom?]

[HeroDontThrowAway:​⁠⁠ Yes!]

[HeroDontThrowAway:⁠​⁠ It is a nation blessed by​​‍ the gods, especially​‌​ by the Goddess!]​

His​‍ patriotism was practically⁠​ overflowing.

[WildGrills:‌‍‌ If all those⁠⁠​ atrocities ended up​​ being true, wouldn’t‌⁠‍ you lose affection⁠ for your country?]‌

[HeroDontThrowAway:‍‌ But you really⁠⁠ don’t need to⁠⁠ apologize, Mr. Grills!‌ Surely there’s some⁠​ kind of misunderstanding!]‌​

[WildGrills:‌‌ I hope so.]​

Hopefully⁠‌​ they would give‌‌​ a good explanation.⁠⁠

That‌ way my posts‍ wouldn’t get buried.​‍‍

I finished the conversation‍‍ with the head​ moderator and continued‍ browsing the gallery.‌‍

Most‍ of the posts‍‌‍ were still about⁠‍ the Immortal King,‍ so there was‍‌​ nothing fun.

Every⁠⁠ now and then,⁠⁠‌ some people tried⁠ to take advantage⁠ of the chaos‍‌‍ to post other‍‍ things, but they​ were quickly deleted.​⁠‌

‘Until‌‍‌ bedtime, I guess​ I’ll practice aura.’‍‌‍

Since⁠ the gallery was‍‌‌ boring, I practiced​‍‍ aura control.

The⁠ more time passed,‌⁠ the harder it⁠​​ became to control‌‌ because the aura​ kept increasing on⁠⁠‌ its own, but​‍ I still had​‌​ to keep practicing.⁠

I poured mana into⁠​ HeavenlyDemon’s sword and⁠ generated aura.

Then‍​ a wavering aura⁠⁠ appeared, like a mirage.

The⁠‍ first task was‌ to give it⁠‍‍ a sharp form.‍

‘…….’​​⁠

It⁠​​ definitely wasn’t easy.‍

It⁠‍​ seemed to be⁠​ something related to‌‌‌ talent.

I extinguished the aura‌ and started checking​ my equipment.

‘Without⁠ the gallery, there‍​⁠ really isn’t much‍‍ to do.’

Especially‍⁠​ before sleeping.

Even⁠ training too much‌ ended up being‍⁠ harmful.

‘And​ I only smoke‌ cigarettes when the‍​‌ situation is really‌ bad. Better practice‌‌‍ the internal technique.’​

Until​ I found some⁠⁠ decent hobby, I would probably have⁠​ to kill time​ practicing internal circulation.‌​⁠

And⁠ so that chaotic⁠‍​ day passed.

And​ finally, the next‍ morning arrived.

Now​​⁠ that it was‍‌ a new day,⁠⁠​ the topic in‌⁠‌ the gallery surely‍ would have calmed⁠⁠ down a little.​‍‌

Unless⁠ someone kept adding‌​‌ fuel to the‍ fire, it should​​ have cooled off⁠ at least somewhat.‌⁠

Title)​⁠ Holy Kingdom of‍‌​ Eldorado: This is‌​ the truth.

“?”​⁠

Right‍⁠​ from the start,​‌‌ I had a bad feeling about‍​⁠ this.

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