Chapter 43

[Title: I Didn’t Want to Know]

(A frog crying while pointing a sword at itself meme)

I definitely didn’t want to know.

Living as a foolish simpleton, oblivious to the truth, might have been a hundred times happier.

I imagined the beautiful Head of the Gallery worrying about me while showering the marketplace with unique items. But now, such futures are gone.

– Gallum…

– Head of the Gallery, why did you open Pandora’s box?

– My motivation just plummeted. I don’t want to do anything. Work, appetite—nothing at all…

– Damn!!!!

– Ugh, Head of the Gallery!

—

[Title: Please Don’t Be Too Sad ^^]

(A rabbit beastfolk meme making a peace sign with its fingers)

Head of the Gallery, you’re so handsome!

There’s quite a gap between reality and the gallery!

You may speak sharply, but in reality, you’d be so shy when we meet ><

Does it really matter what gender you are as long as the taste is good?

– Wow… Look at that.

– My crushed heart… is feeling a bit warmer.

– Damn, that just makes me sadder!!!

– What’s the point of seeing a handsome guy?

– Beautiful Head of the Gallery >>>>>> Men >>>>>> Handsome Head of the Gallery

– If he’s a handsome guy, that just makes me feel more deprived…

Oh really?

—

It seems like the impact was bigger than expected.

Despite telling the scammers to cool it with the red pill, the entire gallery has sunk into depression.

During all this, the only ones enjoying it are some female Gallums and the Rabbitfolk.

“Why is everyone so eager to dig into my information?”

– So, how does the Head of the Gallery look?

– Head of the Gallery, show your face quickly!

– Damn you, Head of the Gallery, who do you think you are hiding your face? Like you’re something special!!

– Is Head of the Gallery your friend?

– Disruption child~ Please request politely again~

– Arrogant Head of the Gallery! I’m so curious to see your face, is there a chance for it to be revealed?

– Hahaha, there’s no way he’ll show it.

– Did the red pill fry your brain?

—

Of course, I had no intention of revealing my face.

I’m the gallery manager, not a public figure.

Besides, even as a public figure, there’s no reason to reveal it.

“Absolutely hide it.”

The problem is, it’s not just Gallum who’s curious about my face.

[Admin Chat]

Full-Peel Elf: Head of the Gallery, Head of the Gallery.

Head of the Gallery*: ?

Full-Peel Elf: Can’t you just send us a selfie? I’m so curious about how you look!

I couldn’t help but be surprised as they started chatting more frequently than I expected.

Head of the Gallery*: Oh, really curious?

Head of the Gallery*: Then, I’ll specially let you two know.

Full-Peel Elf: ?! Really!?

I Will Not Die Even If I Am a Vampire: Really?

Full-Peel Elf: Head of the Gallery! Head of the Gallery! Head of the Gallery!

Head of the Gallery: (A frog holding a wine glass and smiling mysteriously meme)*

Head of the Gallery*: What I mean is~

Head of the Gallery*: I’ve informed you via email~

Of course, I had no intention of letting the Deputy of the Gallery know either.

I Will Not Die Even If I Am a Vampire: ?

Full-Peel Elf: You bad guy!!!

I Will Not Die Even If I Am a Vampire: …I’ll go find you myself.

Head of the Gallery*: No, no, no, no;

Even the deputies didn’t expect to be curious about my face.

Anyway, I had no intention of revealing it.

“All bait is welcome.”

Of course, except for me.

– But, isn’t the Head of the Gallery a Great Magician?

– The reason why the Head of the Gallery is actually a beautiful girl…jpg

– Official: The Head of the Gallery is a product of transcendent Fritz Haber. Gender reversal is nothing!

– Oh, really?

– Let’s not lose hope!

– Beautiful Head of the Gallery! Academy tsundere villain position Head of the Gallery! Training the villainous Head of the Gallery!

– ?

– Orange Group) The beautiful Head of the Gallery theory… is alive…

—

We won’t give up…!

—

After watching the gallery diligently turning the hope machine, I shifted my gaze to the shop.

[Balance – 51,230p]

“Who am I? 50,000 points in hand…”

At this moment, I didn’t envy billionaires.

Because I finally reached my target points of 50,000.

I persevered through the brain-dead threads when they purposely threw me bait, so it was worth it.

With a light flick, I entered the bunker category.

[General Bunker] 50,000 points

[Advanced Bunker] 100,000 points

…

[Nuclear War End Bunker] – 10,000,000 points

—

[General Bunker] – 50,000 points

– Effectively protects against shock magic!

– Cannot be infiltrated by ordinary weapons!

“Flex.”

[You have purchased ‘General Bunker’!]

I made the purchase without any hesitation.

Almost simultaneously, a new message appeared in the system.

[Would you like to apply this product to your residence?]

I didn’t know how it would be applied, but it wouldn’t hurt to listen to the system.

And just as I pressed the acceptance button.

“Uh?”

Gugugugu.

The entire storage vibrated violently.

—

The application the system mentioned was simple.

It forcefully expanded the interior of the storage.

The previously cramped and undivided storage began to change in real-time.

The interior expanded overall, and a living room, storage, and shower area formed sequentially.

All the old wooden pillars vanished, and the interior was painted white with modern marble and paint.

“This is… my home?”

All the items that were in the existing storage were arranged neatly without any need for me to organize them.

Wooong.

The swords that were originally in storage found their place with satisfaction on the wall-mounted display.

Truly legend legendary.

“Still, you have to keep working.”

…Wooong.

I instinctively pulled out the Holy Sword from the display and hung it from the ceiling as I surveyed the interior.

It was a house that left me in awe.

Of course, compared to an ordinary house, it was lacking, but remembering my previous life, it wasn’t bad.

“Doesn’t it mean I’m almost invincible against external shocks?”

As long as I don’t open the door, there’s no risk of being attacked or kidnapped like before.

Of course, I might not withstand stronger shocks or various magics, but still, where is this?

I dashed into the room that serves as both living and sleeping space and threw myself onto the bed.

Amazing! Impressive!

“But now that I think about it, if I’m in bed all day, what’s the point of space?”

Suddenly, the things I just explored about the bunker felt meaningless.

Just as I stood frozen for a moment, a new concept post appeared.

[Concept Post: Let’s Learn About Creepy Creepers.jpg]

“Who cares?”

I laid on the bed, rummaging through the shop for food and continued browsing the gallery.

—

[Concept Post: Let’s Learn About Creepy Creepers.jpg]

(Like a thums up porcupine meme)

Hello, Gallums!

Today, I want to talk about the suddenly appearing pet magma, the rift.

(A meme of throwing trash into the rift)

As you know, the rift was initially harmless.

It served as a makeshift trash can, but this role began to worsen over time.

(A frog meme holding its head)

(A meme of monsterized crops saying “Hug me!”)

It caused headaches and subsequently debuffed crops with monsterization!

So, many scholars from the gallery, including myself, researched it, but the conclusion was one.

(A meme of using magic to bombard the rift but it remains intact)

It’s simply impossible to destroy the rift with magic.

While it might appear possible to destroy it, its mana resistance is so strong that it’s practically unfeasible.

Q. Can’t we just break it with physical force?

Of course, this question might arise.

(A meme of a knight swinging a sword but breaking the sword instead)

But even considerable physical force won’t break it.

If you, the Gallum reading this, believe your puny fist is stronger than iron, then give it a try.

But this rift does have one useful feature!

(A meme of mercenaries gathering around the rift)

(A meme of crops monsterizing near the rift)

(A meme of killing the monster just before it transforms to harvest ‘Monster Meat’)

Wait for the crops to monsterize, then time your attack to harvest a large amount of meat!

As long as there’s the MSG that the Head of the Gallery scattered, the monster meat is delicious, so if you’re hungry or need a large amount of food, give it a try!

[Recommended 9999+] [Not Recommended 152]

– Thank you, God of Tree Wiki!

– This method is seriously sweet, even if it’s a hassle, doing it once can yield a week’s worth of food!

– https://gall.isegyemyeolmang.com/mgallery/board/view/?id=dontstarve&no=666

What is this?

Monster meat farming tips!

Damn, are they already running a factory?

One day, a post appeared in the concept thread.

It showed various reflections on the rift and how to use it for food production.

The fertilizer the Head of the Gallery sprinkled had come out into the world but hadn’t become mainstream yet.

The races busy surviving day-to-day were using that method to obtain protein.

And in Elard, an elf was also using that method, just like every other Gallum.

“Ugh…”

The problem was that it was slightly, no, massively off.

– Grumble, grumble grumble grumble

“Eek…”

The elf, Lydia, was an excellent archer.

Living off of hunting like the brilliant Full-Peel Elves, she employed that method.

But something was odd.

The crops didn’t just monsterize around the rift; tentacles started emerging from the rift.

– Grumble, grumble!

– Huh?

Tentacles as thick as human arms burst forth from the rift.

Then, they began to inject something into the pumpkins she had been nurturing.

That was the beginning of a nightmare.

The pumpkins soon transformed into huge humanoid monsters wielding scythes and chased after Lydia.

“Oh, I don’t want to die.”

Her grass-green hair was stained with blood, and her left arm kept losing blood.

Through her fading vision, she hid behind a fallen tree, but was that her last hiding place?

– Grumble!

She suddenly realized that the pumpkin monster was staring down at her with eagerness.

As if it were enjoying its prey before it died.

The scythe slowly rose over her head.

As despair settled on Lydia’s face, a cheerful notification rang out, ill-fitting for the atmosphere.

[A post titled ‘Ah, my last request. Would you avenge me instead?’ has received a comment!]

– Damn, what’s that?

– What kind of monster is that?

– That pumpkin looks full of mischief!

“No, this is not the comment I wanted.”

Lydia clenched her teeth and held onto her lifeline.

It wasn’t hope she believed she could survive.

She knew that scythe would soon fall on her head, but she had to buy even a few seconds more.

Because the Head of the Gallery was always active in the gallery every minute, every second.

– Head of the Gallery*: Captured.

And, as expected, the Head of the Gallery appeared.

– Head of the Gallery*: Even if the post is deleted, the photo will remain.

– Head of the Gallery*: You’ve endured well. Thank you for the report. I promise to avenge you. Now rest easy.

– Elven Archer Master: 🙂

“You’re done for now.”

A weary grin formed on her bloodied face.

Thus, she held no more regrets.

The Head of the Gallery would surely take out the pumpkin monster with all sorts of bizarre items.

“A bit disappointing.”

Many users evaporate from the gallery in a day, but she never expected to be one of them.

– Grumble?

Thud!

The monster swung its scythe with a confused face.

– Deleted comment.

An Affectionate Konik vanished without a trace.