Chapter 35

The World Tree regained its strength.

– Finally!!!

– Elard has survived too!

The elves of the Gallery cheered.

And with the World Tree recovering its powers, it was the first to…

Become the anonymous user, 137.7.32, in the Gallery.

– ?

– What?

– Oh my God, Elard!

An anonymous user is someone who enters the Gallery without a fixed nickname.

Since most users operate with fixed nicknames, it had been a while since I had seen one like this.

“Even it’s causing disruptions.”

137.7.32, presumed to be the World Tree, threw a tactical nuclear bomb the moment it entered the Gallery.

– 137.7.32) (A meme of a luscious fruit)

– Wow!

– It’s definitely the World Tree!

– A fruit looking this delicious!

– 137.7.32) (Meme of smashing the fruit with a twig)

– 137.7.32) (Meme of the fruit falling and being crushed on the ground)

– Ewwww!

– W-Why?

– Hahhh!!

(Meme of someone tearing into meat)

(Meme of smashing dewdrops on the ground)

(Meme of spraying poison on a fairy to kill it)

– S-Stop!!

– World Tree, why are you doing this to us…!

– You’re not even an elf!!

– No way, this is a nightmare…

It even threw a tactical nuclear bomb exclusively targeting elves.

I squinted as I watched all the comments and memes from the World Tree.

“…Is this what they call disruption?”

Of course, I couldn’t comprehend it.

But if the majority hated it, it could be considered disruption, but that didn’t seem to be the case.

– Elves hate it this much…

– Starting today, I support the World Tree!

– Damn, World Tree, I like you!

– I only thought of you as a useless tree, but that was my mistake. You’re truly an amazing tree.

Since humans and dwarfs, who are the majority besides elves, were cheering, it became a bit ambiguous.

So, banning it felt inappropriate, and I decided to leave a reply to mediate it.

– 137.7.32) (Meme of the World Tree shouting good!)

ㄴ Head of the Gallery☆) Stop it

ㄴ 137.7.32) (Meme of the startled World Tree)

ㄴ 137.7.32) (Meme of the World Tree with a bright smile)

ㄴ 137.7.32) (Meme of the World Tree giving a thumbs up) (This is an acknowledgment from the World Tree meme) (The World Tree meme hugging a heart)

“Can’t you talk?”

Although it didn’t type chat, it substituted everything with emojis from who knows where.

A girl with green braided hair is quite impressive.

“Middle schooler? No, maybe high school?”

Not too young, but not fully mature either.

Just at that awkward adolescent stage.

However, after the mediation attempt, it didn’t become quieter; wasn’t it attempting to socialize?

And that too, with the Head of the Gallery.

– 137.7.32) (Meme of the World Tree going “Hee~”)

– 137.7.32) (Meme of the World Tree being possessive)

– 137.7.32) (Meme of World Tree wanting a hug)

ㄴ 곧죽어도흡혈★) Don’t overstep. You’re getting banned.

ㄴ 137.7.32) (Meme of “No, no!” from the World Tree)

“Isn’t this truly real disruption?”

What exactly is disruption?

Socializing, cringe memes, spamming posts, and trolling fall into the representative categories of disruption.

Especially socializing can, in a way, be the most dangerous.

The community could transform into their private chat room.

Yet, this World Tree tried to do that with me, the Head of the Gallery.

“Unaware of its own disruption…!”

It was pure disruption, which I only heard about in legends.

– 풀피엘프★) Over there… World Tree, this is a bit too much…

ㄴ 137.7.32) (Meme of “No~ I can’t hear you”)

– 풀피엘프★) ?!

– 곧죽어도흡혈★) Don’t get too cocky. I will ban you.

ㄴ 137.7.32) (Meme of the World Tree saying “Wuff! Wuff!”)

– 곧죽어도흡혈★) …

Moreover, a natural chatting rush with the Deputy of the Gallery trying to mediate.

[Banned Period: 7 days]

[Reason: Specific race hateful memes disruption, frequent socializing attempts, spamming posts, spamming memes, frequent disagreements with the admin, disregarding repeated warnings]

Reluctantly, I had no choice but to slam down a short iron fist on this legendary disruption.

“Maybe they’ll cool down and come back.”

I understand it.

If I were in their place, I’d also be free in a day or two.

Besides, if revenge succeeds, the dopamine would surely stew my brain.

However, I seemed to have underestimated the World Tree.

Title: Head of the Gallery! Head of the Gallery!! Head of the Gallery!!!

Author: Elard Model Citizen

(Meme of the World Tree threatening with a bottle of alcohol)

(Meme of the World Tree wrapping vines around someone to immobilize them)

(Meme of an elf trembling, covered in tears)

Ugh, ugh… Ah, I’ll be good from now on…!

I won’t do disruption or anything… I promise I’ll listen well…!

So please, tell the World Tree to lift the ban!

Sniff, sniff… Please save me!!!

– W-What is this?

– Are they being threatened and kidnapped by the World Tree?

– Haha, go ahead and ban me.

ㄴ Seriously, there are loudspeakers everywhere nearby, haha.

– Look at the elf trembling.

ㄴ Ah, it really makes me feel better, haha.

ㄴ Look at the shattered alcohol bottle, the elf is about to lose their mind, haha.

Fortunately, I managed to grab an elf passing by and made them write this on my behalf.

This was a new situation that left me speechless.

*

Thankfully, the World Tree’s disruption didn’t last too long.

– Head of the Gallery☆) Do I have to keep my promise?

– 137.7.32) (Meme of the World Tree holding out its pinky)

Lifting the ban, I released the elf used as a loudspeaker and it returned in a calm state.

Not only that, the initial problem that caused this mess also got resolved.

It successfully normalized the pet magma and the rift.

Title: My head no longer feels dizzy!.jpg

(Meme of the World Tree stretching branches towards the rift)

(Meme of vines wrapping around the rift)

Thanks to the World Tree, my head no longer feels dizzy!

The wilting forest has come back to life!

The elves were able to avoid all the damage caused by the rift, thanks entirely to the World Tree.

They had successfully freed themselves from the headaches and food problems caused by the weakening of the World Tree.

Though the issue originated from the elves’ disruption…

– I’m so jealous!

– Why can’t our pet plant do that?

ㄴ Haha, humans just don’t give their all, do they?

ㄴ Right. What reward could they expect without effort?

ㄴ ? Effort?

ㄴ 137.7.32) (Meme of the World Tree saying “I’ll just kill you!”)

ㄭ Hieeek

ㄭ Heeek, I’m sorry!

ㄭ The pure disruption has returned, haha.

“Is this really resolved for now?”

The response to the rift seemed settled for the time being.

Humans used Tylenol.

Dwarfs used Spiritus with 96% alcohol.

Elves benefited from the normalization of the World Tree.

Though the rift may seem trivial.

But after all, terraforming starts from very tiny things.

“I shall protect this world at all costs.”

If the other world survives, I will too.

As survival was the utmost concern, proper defense measures became critical.

In that sense, focusing on what had been resolved should bring satisfaction, but the elves were in chaos.

– So, will you be coming to Elard now, Head of the Gallery?

– Since the World Tree only hears the Head of the Gallery…

– To Elard for the Head of the Gallery!

The World Tree no longer shared freely with everyone like before.

It wouldn’t even hand over a simple fruit to the elves, which meant new problems arose.

“Then these guys will have to farm themselves.”

But the elves don’t know how to farm.

They only ever fetched food, and some didn’t even know simple cooking.

However, since the World Tree listens to me well, it soon created a vibe that I would be going to Elard.

– But the Head of the Gallery has no home, right?

– Wouldn’t the elves be much more reliable than the rabbit beastfolk?

– I’ll even make you a spacious private room inside the kingdom!

– I could even grant you a title of god tree manager…

But my answer to that was one.

– Head of the Gallery☆) Why should I?

Absolutely not.

Would I be crazy enough to go to Elard?

Of course, I had no intention of staying long in the Rabbit Hole either, but the alternative could never be Elard.

“A sturdier underground bunker would be a different story…”

Fleeing from assassins, I still had many of my belongings inside the storage.

I planned to return home once the tickets were restored.

“Head of the Gallery, the preparations are complete. Myoran.”

“Have you finally made everything?”

“Yes, here…”

[Rabbit Hole Exit Ticket]

A golden ticket sparkling, Myoran finally handed me the completed version.

On the ticket, there was a drawing of a crying rabbit and numerous warning notifications written on it.

*Warning! Once using this ticket, it is irreversible.

You might not be able to return to your desired place.

Only a heartless person can tear it apart.

Did the rabbitfolk draw this?

“Using this ticket…”

“You can return to the place the Head of the Gallery remembers. Ignore the warning. Myoran.”

“Alright, thanks for everything up till now.”

The Rabbit Hole had become my perfect hideout.

It didn’t leak any information that could identify me to the Gallery, and greeted me kindly.

Even though somewhere, kidnapping or raids occurred more than ten times a day, Myoran blocked them all.

“…Still, I feel a bit disappointed.”

“Really?”

“It’s safe, and after all, Myoran will block everything, right?”

I genuinely considered staying longer.

After all, upon returning home, I’d have to make a living for myself.

That was when it happened.

Nibble.

“Hah, Head of the Gallery…”

A chilling voice whispered in my ear, and rabbit whiskers tickled the bridge of my nose.

Startled, as I tried to stand, two white hands flew in from behind bars to stop me.

“Myoran, help!”

“Oh no!”

How strong they were, I couldn’t budge at all.

With wide eyes, I glanced over, seeing a rabbit beastfolk within reaching distance.

Not just any, but a perfect furry rabbit folk that was a blend of human and rabbit.

“I’m sorry, I can’t hold back anymore.”

With a menacing sound, their lips drew near.

I ripped the ticket at a speed that should be illegal.

“Ugh.”

The coarse stone floor.

European two-story wooden buildings as if in a travel destination.

“I’m back.”

I found myself standing exactly before the basement storage of the restaurant where I had been transported.

*

Safety first.

That saying leaves no room for doubt.

In the end, even the rabbitfolk weren’t a safe place for me.

“Where’s the undead?”

Fortunately, upon entering the capital of the Kelton Kingdom, I didn’t spot any undead.

I swiftly hastened to the basement storage to avoid being seen, where the partially destroyed entrance awaited.

Dead assassins, a stench, and my sweet home in ruins…

I quickly barricaded the entrance with some boards.

Woom. Woom.

“Yeah, you guys were here too.”

Fortunately, within, my nightlight, the dwarven swords, and the daytime light, the Adrian holy sword greeted me.

The swords took care of all the remaining minions in my stead.

Thanks to that, no items within the storage leaked out, but…

“I feel uneasy this way.”

I desperately felt the need for a protective barrier.

Not just a single layer, but it’d be great to have double or triple layers protecting me.

In that sense, the ruined capital of the Kelton Kingdom was unsuitable.

“Should I move for now?”

Of course, I was saying it, but it didn’t summon up any courage.

I needed to move without being detected and respond to sudden assassinations.

I didn’t even know the proper route, so where would I move to?

But such problems didn’t linger for long.

Title: Seeking Investment.

Author: Lloyd

Adrian has failed.

So after the Mad Movie of Crown Prince Frederick’s execution, I’m attempting to build a new nation in the Kelton Kingdom.

I will accept investments in any form.

I promise to repay the investors, Gallum, once the nation is successfully established.

Much appreciation.

“Oooh?”

Just at that moment, a post perfectly suited for me appeared.