Chapter 82

The items listed at the marketplace were random.

Excluding fixed items like Tuna Cans, I tended to rotate things flexibly based on the circumstances.

Naturally, snacks and desserts weren’t coming up often.

“With no food, how can I think of desserts?”

Considering the prices, even cheap tap water was being sold in bulk at the marketplace.

It could be boiled and, no matter the circumstances, you could drink it.

If it was rotten or dirty, it would still be far cleaner and healthier than drinking rainwater.

But buying that tap water in bulk was roughly equivalent to the price of a single bag of potato chips.

“It doesn’t add up.”

Surprisingly, there was high demand for desserts.

The gallery was clamoring for them to be brought to the marketplace immediately.

– Please sell Honey Butter Chips…

– I want something sweet. It’s been a long wish.

– Eating the desserts and foods available at the marketplace is literally my only joy in life.

“Unexpectedly popular, huh?”

There weren’t many sources of entertainment in another world.

No, most didn’t even have their basic needs covered.

In the midst of this, with the emergence of the marketplace, people were drawn in.

Especially for desserts, they seemed to be obsessed with quality and taste.

[Title: Gacha Item Update]

Author: Head of the Gallery*

New mid-tier items added:

– Honey Butter Chip

– Logging Axe

– First Aid Kit

Good?

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– Damn, it’s good!

– Why are you putting it in the gacha instead of the marketplace!!!

– If it’s not in the marketplace, it’s really gonna fail!

– Coits is getting greedy, lol.

So I put it in the gacha, but surprisingly the reactions were lukewarm.

In fact, even the marketplace items sold out as soon as they were registered, but the gacha had an even higher barrier.

To put it bluntly, no one could help it if they kept pulling and didn’t get anything.

However, I had no intention of releasing this one.

I originally opened it for the deputies.

– Head of the Gallery*) It was meant for the deputies;

ㄴ Head of the Gallery*) It could end up getting all taken away.

ㄴ Haha, I’m satisfied with just the gacha.

ㄴ (Praise the coin)

Then public sentiment normalized immediately.

People realized that threatening with public opinion wouldn’t work and started analyzing instead.

It was an analysis of gacha probabilities.

– Is there anyone with the Honey Butter Chip probability chart?

ㄴ It’s included in the mid-tier for sure.

ㄴ I’d say about 7-11 out of 100 pulls, so the mid-tier seems to be about 10%?

ㄴ Since there are 10 mid-tier items, that makes about 1%.

ㄴ Damn, 1%?

The gacha had three levels: normal, mid-tier, and jackpot (high-tier).

10% isn’t bad, but if you aimed for the Honey Butter Chip, it was virtually the same as a jackpot.

– Who’s gonna do this?

ㄴ Seriously, can you even not break your brain? lol

Naturally, the gallery’s reaction wasn’t good, but I was confident.

“A 1% chance is a steal, isn’t it?”

Moreover, that was when aiming for just the Honey Butter Chip; combining middle and high-tier made it 11%.

Just picking and selling anything above mid-tier would yield a profit.

What’s the difference between the gallery’s marketplace gacha and modern coin investments?

– I’ll do it.

– Damn, please, just help me once!!!

– Pulling, yay!!!

[‘Tipping Life Over with Pulling’ is attempting a 10x pull!]

[‘Never Elf’ is attempting a 10x pull!]

[‘Cat Hunter, Put It Down!’ is attempting a 10x pull!]

The notifications kept flooding in.

Of course, it didn’t just drop easily.

But if just once, even once it could drop, that would be enough.

[‘Never Elf’ has pulled Honey Butter Chip (mid-tier)!]

Never Elf: Aaaaah! Finally!

The moment someone succeeded in pulling, the gallery members rushed in wildly.

– Whoa, damn, congratulations!

– You actually pulled it!

– How many times did it take to get it?

– Please leave a review for the Honey Butter Chip in the comments!

A crowd purely for viewing and

– I’d buy it for 100 mana pills!

ㄴ No, I’d buy it for 200!

ㄴ 500!

ㄴ Damn, 1000!

The wealthy who rushed to buy it immediately opened an auction and started competing.

This wasn’t particularly forbidden.

It wasn’t reselling; it was simply luck from pulling and the mindset of the buyer.

Never Elf: I won’t sell it, lol.

Never Elf: Do you have any idea how much I’ve devoted myself to culinary pursuits over my hundreds of years?

Never Elf: Ah, I’ve lived my life just for this moment!

Of course, there was no guarantee that the winner would sell it.

Medieval people who couldn’t eat monster meat had become obsessed with modern flavors.

Even if offered hundreds of thousands for a bag of chips, they wouldn’t sell it.

[Title: Ah, I’m really happy…]

(An almost collapsing hut)

As you can see, I’m quite poor.

No mana pills and an unstable job.

But since the marketplace opened, I’ve been eating items like Tuna Cans, which I could never have imagined eating until death.

So I’ve been living happily enough, but I tried the gacha just once.

(Unboxing the Honey Butter Chip)

And I actually got it, haha!

I tasted one, and it was a flavor that made me forgive all the hardships I endured for a lifetime.

I teared up without realizing it.

Someone told me to sell it for 10,000 mana pills, but I don’t regret it at all.

It was a heavenly taste that will never come again in my life.

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– Viral god…

– You sure can write.

– How could I forget the Honey Butter Chip?

– Damn, you mean you didn’t sell it for 10,000 mana pills?

ㄴ You’ve got guts, huh?

ㄴ Seriously, I hope the author succeeds.

Moreover, such reviews kept the excitement alive, and popularity showed no signs of waning.

Thanks to that, posts aiming for the remaining deputies started popping up.

– Self: 32, Male, can stay on the gallery for at least 20 hours.

– 104, Female, Elf, can spend 15 hours daily on the gallery, can be a deputy for at least 100 years!

– 4023, Unknown, Dragon, not familiar with the gallery but will try hard for centuries.

ㄴ Who the hell is this? lol

“Of course, I’m not thinking about pulling yet.”

Fortunately, the burning gallery was heating up for good reasons.

With a more relaxed mind, I began to resolve tasks I had been putting off.

Full-Peel Elf: Head of the Gallery! I want more Honey Butter Chips!

Head of the Gallery*: Haha, Honey Butter Chips confiscated, you’ll lose a bit.

Full-Peel Elf: ?! Why, why is that!!!

Normalizing the disruption among deputies.

Leaving the protesting Full-Peel Elf behind, I turned my attention to another deputy.

It was still quiet, largely due to the Unknown Vampire.

“Why hasn’t there been any chat?”

Considering their sweet tooth personality, it was an unusually long silence.

Especially being this quiet even when the Honey Butter Chip hype was burning.

At this rate, I started to wonder if something really happened.

[Deputy ‘I Will Not Die Even If I Am a Vampire’ has been placed on indefinite activity suspension.]

[Do you want to replace the deputy?]

“What?”

It was after the Unknown Vampire had disappeared through a portal.

A peculiar system message appeared.

“Indefinite activity suspension?”

Had something happened?

But there was no way to verify it separately.

Just as I was contemplating that, a strange sound echoed through the room that had been deserted except for me.

– WooOooong

“?”

I lifted my head from the bed and looked towards the corner of the room.

And there, something was swaying.

It was a completely red and strange portal, unlike a rift.

*

Thick blood flowed down the scythe.

“Yawn…”

Inside the split hut, Erzebet rubbed her eyes with a yawn.

“I’ve been feeling sleepier these days…”

To lift the curse, she needed to drink blood.

But instead of tasteless and nutritionally void blood, she chose cola and coffee.

I’m not sure, but aren’t the colors similar?

It actually worked!

She could craft sentences from the awkward translated text.

“I need to drink blood…”

Eventually, side effects began to set in.

A relentless wave of sleepiness started to hit her.

She looked around the hut.

There lay the deputy who had once threatened murder, lying there pitifully.

Erzebet subtly approached and took a drop of his blood with her tongue.

“Eww!”

Naturally, it tasted terrible.

Whoever said vampires liked blood?

The metallic taste of blood stained her clothes, and it didn’t come off easily.

Erzebet returned to her castle with a grim expression.

“I need to drink blood, but I don’t want to…”

Instead, she pulled out a cold cola from the refrigerator and quenched her throat.

She was slowly realizing something.

That every time she drew upon her abilities and powers, the frequency of her drowsiness was increasing.

Also, there was a chance that someday she might sleep hundreds of years deep, beyond a mere nap.

“Really, I have to tell the Head of the Gallery…”

Hadn’t she once dozed off and left her gallery for several days?

Erzebet was enjoying the moment.

Just as she thought Head of the Gallery might have the answer, she was about to type a message.

“!”

All the strength drained from her body.

Erzebet flopped down onto the floor of the meeting hall.

Eventually, her overtaxed body began to surrender, falling into sleep.

“No way…!”

I haven’t finished the cola yet!

She gritted her teeth and stared at the system.

Head of the Gallery*: Does the Honey Butter Chip not taste good?

Head of the Gallery*: What are you doing if you’re not typing?

Does someone think I won’t eat it because I don’t want to?

Before slipping into sleep, she concentrated hard and focused all her mana.

And with her eyes wide open, she activated her magic.

“Ugh…”

That was the last of her strength, and then it drifted away.

The overwhelming wave of sleep tried to pull her in as her eyes fluttered just before falling asleep.

“Oing, where am I?”

A strange voice rang out in the meeting hall.

When she finally opened her eyes with great effort, she was met with an insane sweet scent and some human.

“Is that you, I Will Not Die Even If I Am a Vampire?”

“…Head of the Gallery?”

No, Head of the Gallery was there.