Chapter 6

Another world life isn’t too bad.

Even if I’m hiding in an abandoned warehouse, unsure whether it’s day or night.

[Premium Bed / Brand: Random] – 10,000 points

“…Ugh, that’s way too expensive.”

But I can’t help but feel greedy.

I aimed for a bed for better gallery quality, but it’s a whopping 10,000 points.

That means 10,000 tuna cans, a quantity that would last me about nine years if I ate nothing but tuna every day.

[Buy. Sell.]

[The marketplace feature has been added!]

[Barter exchange is possible.]

“O!”

In the midst of this, I stumbled upon the barter exchange feature, which felt like light and salt to me.

I quickly entered the barter tab, and as soon as the new feature opened up, many Gallums gathered.

– What’s this place for?

– I came just because it’s newly opened, lol.

Ah, haha, they can’t resist browsing even if they have nothing to sell.

“I need a bed right away.”

[Needed: Bed]

[Requirements: My back hurts from not sleeping well lately; it would be great if it could be soft.]

“Is this how I write it?”

[Please register the items for trade.]

As I pondered what I could offer, one item caught my eye.

“Tuna can?”

It was my most frequently consumed meal.

A hyper-nutritious dish that could sufficiently fill me up while maintaining my gallery run for just 1 point!

Of course, I didn’t plan to trade it for a bed, but I registered it to test it out.

[Tuna can registered.]

[Waiting for trading partner… ]

“Oh, so this is how trading works.”

Having grasped the trading window, I was about to close it when suddenly—

[Trade request received!]

[Trade request received!]

…

[There are a total of 56 trade requests.]

[‘PleaseTradeWithMe’ has offered a Purple Canopy Bed.]

[‘FormerTopMerchant’ has proposed a custom-made, unused Royal Family emblem Canopy Bed.]

“Eh?”

*

Tuna is righteous, and the tuna can is divine.

“Still, it feels a bit weird to trade this.”

As someone who knows a thing or two about ethics, I was aware of how valuable a single tuna can was.

I had no intention of coveting a medieval noble canopy bed, no matter how many there were.

So I decided to cancel and see what would happen.

– You bastard!!! Can’t I trade again!!!

– Why did you refuse?

– You didn’t just delete the post like it’s nothing; it’s completely gone.

– You have plenty of tuna cans to eat?

– I want to eat tuna~

The gallery blew up with ten threads.

“Hmmm, what to do…”

I pondered with my chin resting on my hand, but it was all baffling.

Moreover, with this much post regeneration, starting to delete would be overwhelming.

I wrote a post before the gallery was filled with chaos.

Title: Me. Descending.

Greetings, interspecies gallery folks!

Please calm down a bit!

I’m sorry for canceling my trade, but is it really that frustrating? (Genuinely unsure)

[Upvote 35] [Downvote 86]

ㄴ Ha, calming down, right.

ㄴ Is everyone able to handle my waste right now?

ㄴ Why on earth would you handle your waste, you idiot;

ㄴ If you want to buy for an elf, upvote, lol.

ㄴ If you want to give a rubber bullet barrage to the gallery head, upvote, lol.

ㄴ Posting only so I can employ it as bait while now offering tuna cans? Am I going crazy?

But the Gallums’ anger didn’t subside in the face of my sincere words.

Of course, I knew well.

I was aware of how explosive the reaction to tuna cans was within the gallery.

It all started with the deception of the dwarves.

Concept Post) Do you know this thing called the tuna can? [999+]

(Picture of opening a tuna can)

(A zoomed-in shot of tuna meat)

They catch those tuna creatures living in the sea and store them in this mysterious, thin can.

And those who’ve tasted it surely know just how easy it is, and the preservation period is incredibly long.

According to my brother the gallery head, it lasts at least over five years, haha.

It’s a shame that I want to share this, but alas.

(Dwarves giving a thumbs-up in a sly manner)

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ㄴ ㅋㅋㅋ Those dwarf scum can’t write. Their posts lack context and theme. It’s clear they’re trying to mock others, and the fact they’ve already failed at mocking is apparent from the post itself, lol. And when they said ‘those who’ve tasted it’ and then followed with ‘but I want to share’ is just plain contradiction. It shows the dwarves’ level of thought, lol.

ㄴ Looks like the author was somewhat successful in their intent.

ㄴ Could end up scratched so bad it’ll leave scars.

ㄴ Don’t cry, and now, look at the camera and slowly tell us about it.

ㄴ Why on earth are you looking at the camera, you idiot?

Concept Post) Is the gallery head now committing racial discrimination?

Why is it only the dwarves who get spoiled since the Antares Restoration War?

We’re just given bread and bottled water, so why are they served glistening, greasy tuna?

I know how to eat tuna too!

Actually, I don’t because only the nobles enjoy it, but I wish to know!

Why!!! Only me!!!

Why am I not given any!!!!

ㄴ Fact) It’s a blessing just to be given bread and bottled water.

ㄴ It’s not just you. I haven’t had it either.

ㄴ Go and eat grass, elf bastards.

ㄴ It’s different from those old elves.

ㄴ Don’t cry! I’m not jealous of those dwarves’ bragging, not at all!

ㄴ Author) What can I do if I want to eat… I want to eat gourmet food like tuna instead of wheat…

ㄴ Hooowwww… Actually, the elder elves want to eat too…

ㄴ An elf comforting?

ㄴ Just how much have those dwarves deceived us?

“Seriously, was all this a joke?”

When I first fell into this world, most of the gallery was filled with posts wanting bread.

So I simply put a regular baguette in the marketplace.

Even with tuna cans, I didn’t know how to open them, so I figured there’d naturally be a risk involved.

But it turned into a guillotine atmosphere for me.

– So what was your reason for not sharing with us?

ㄴ Gallery Head ☆) No way; I didn’t know you liked tuna!!

ㄴ ??

ㄴ I assumed you all liked bread since you always wanted bread for breakfast.

ㄴ What’s this nonsense…

ㄴ If there’s no tuna, then just eat bread.

– Gallery Head, give us some tuna cans too!

– Gallery Head, I want to eat tuna… ㅠㅠ

– Stop the ethnic discrimination, Gallery Head!!

Eventually, I found myself back in the marketplace for barter exchange.

As I registered the tuna can again, it exploded with requests as if everyone had waited for it.

[There are a total of 172 trade requests.]

I decided to click on the most eye-catching post first.

[Conversation window created with ‘BuyElfUsedBed’]

BuyElfUsedBed: !!!Nice to meet you!!

Gallery Head ☆: Hi

BuyElfUsedBed: (Bed photo) This is a bed made of 100% Elard wood! Plus, it’s ultra eco-friendly and great for your body!

Gallery Head ☆: Oh, how many tuna cans for it? Show me.

BuyElfUsedBed: Hmm, let’s see… about… ten…? would be nice!

Is the status of the tuna can that high?

The longer I stayed here, the more my basic economic sense shattered.

Of course, there really isn’t much in terms of economy anymore.

Gallery Head ☆: Okay, I’ll send you around five hundred.

BuyElfUsedBed: Heeeeeeeek

Then I suddenly noticed a flaw.

Isn’t a bed used by elves bound to be old?

Looking closer, it didn’t seem to be in great condition.

Gallery Head ☆: Hmmm, but is this bed a bit too old?

BuyElfUsedBed: (Selfie) (Picture of messy hair) (Picture looking up desperately)

Gallery Head ☆: But typically, old furniture gets repaired and its quality improves, right? ㅇㅇ It’s probably good.

BuyElfUsedBed: Kyaaah! Thank you so much! Let’s conclude this transaction quickly…

I quietly saved the pictures and was about to hit the transaction completion button in a daze when—

“What the heck is this, isn’t that a spider?”

I noticed something strange around the bed’s wood.

No, even a spider would be better.

Ants and a slew of bizarre bugs I’d never seen in my life were crawling all over the bed.

Could ‘eco-friendly’ mean…

Gallery Head ☆: Ah, aaah!

BuyElfUsedBed:?! Gallery Head, what’s wrong!?

Gallery Head ☆: Oh, the gas stove!!!!!

BuyElfUsedBed: ??

[Gallery Head canceled the transaction.]

I quickly canceled the trade and exited to the marketplace main.

[There are a total of 252 trade requests.]

In that short time, the number of requests had exploded.

But it was unwelcome.

I didn’t want to risk whether I would be sent defective goods again like the elf—those odd items blended in and sent over.

“After all, this is a gallery of a ruined world… what the…”

Perhaps I was expecting too much in a destroyed world.

As I considered wrapping things up after checking just a few more posts out of disappointment,

[‘Fallen Nobility Young Lady’ has proposed a 3-piece Canopy set from Duke Ophelia.]

“Hmmm.”

Just then, I spotted one eye-catching post.

*

The world has perished.

For Evelyn, that meant she had become alone.

“There’s no one here. Everyone is gone.”

In the expansive domain where Duke Ophelia’s Mansion stood.

In that vast place, Evelyn, once a noble lady, curled up in her room on the third floor.

When the Great War began, everyone was drafted.

Her father, the head of the family, and both her younger brothers.

“Where could they have gone?”

Of course, they had all gone missing.

Once the monsters breached the kingdom’s walls, all the servants ran away.

Now, it was merely a ghost mansion with no one left.

Only a couple of lost monsters wandered around.

Gurgle.

“…I’m hungry.”

Having snuck in to take food from the dining hall while avoiding the monsters inside, now it had all run out.

Evelyn’s once-splendid dress was stained black, and the dust settled in her room made it filthy.

She had been starving for almost a week.

She no longer even had the strength to sneak to the dining hall.

She had only two choices left.

Either die of starvation here.

Or venture outside the domain and join a lucky band of survivors.

‘But, where could they be?’

It was impossible for Evelyn to survive with a mere 1% chance, having lost her own blood relatives.

Yet she didn’t have the courage to take her own life as other nobles claimed to uphold their honor.

She believed all she could do was perish little by little each day.

[Buy! Sell!]

[New features have been added to the marketplace.]

“…?”

Until the gallery head presented a fourth option.