Chapter 3 - Marketplace Gallery (2)
Title: Check Out Red Boom’s Elixir~[13]
Hello, neighbors~
The weather has been so chilly and breezy lately~
Are you all taking good care of your health~?
Today, I wanted to look into Red Boom (also known as the Red Explosion).
(A picture of a hand holding a can of Red Boom)
It’s a thin metal item, and the main point is that everything is inside this metal!
When you drink it, it feels like strength surges up! (That strange feeling of sudden immense power?)
They say that drinking this can turn your last stand into a miraculous comeback opportunity!
(Picture of a mountain made of Demon Beast corpses)
This concludes our introduction to Red Boom’s elixir.
(A thumbs-up from Limey with a satisfied expression)
ㄴ What the hell is this?
ㄴ I thought this was an info post, but it’s like a diary entry.
ㄴ This guy just scares me…
ㄴ This weird writing style and blood-soaked photo make him the Jason here;
ㄴ Mom, I’m scared.
*
I couldn’t tell if it had been a day or two since then.
One thing was certain, though—I was still actively involved in this gallery even after the possession.
“…Is this another side effect of Red Boom?”
While looking through Red Boom effect posts, I came across a post filled with subtle madness.
“Well, the response is explosive.”
Contrary to my worry that it might not be popular, the reaction was strong.
-Please sell more, please
-What’s the original flavor below? It seems like there are more flavors, and it’s delicious!
-Head Moderator, listen up. If you don’t sell an additional thousand cans of Red Boom, I’m going to mess this place up.
ㄴ Why would you do that, you crazy girl?
I’d already sold at least a hundred extra cans, but people kept asking for more.
However, there was one big problem.
[Mana Pellets Owned: 500]
“So, what do I do with this?”
The problem was that the profit from sales wasn’t particularly useful to me.
If I were integrated into civilization, it would be different, but while isolated, I didn’t even know if Mana Pellets had any value.
Even while lurking in the gallery, all I knew was they were used as currency.
“…Well, maybe they’ll be useful someday.”
Besides, it’s easy to earn points, so it’s not much of a loss, and I’m not too bothered.
As I was thinking they might be useful someday, strange rumors began circulating in the gallery.
-So what’s the Head Moderator’s race?[5]
-The reason why Head Moderator is definitely an Elf…jpg[3]
-Never mind the race, are they a woman?
At first, I thought it was just another passing rumor.
It wasn’t unusual for strange rumors to circulate in the gallery now and then.
★ -The reasons why Head Moderator has to be an Elf woman[75]
“What is this?”
The rumors, however, weren’t dying down.
(A picture Head Moderator posted of purchasing bottled water)
First, look at this photo carefully.
Though low quality, you can see the ring finger and pinky here, right?
Even accounting for the blur, the fingers look slim.
Drawing a line on the photo and removing the blur gives this much size.
(Illustration of Head Moderator’s fingers based on the photo)
If you look here, you can see the skin is very pale.
That’s not possible unless you’re always indoors or it’s genetic.
But staying locked inside in a world that’s been destroyed is a death sentence.
So, having naturally pale and beautiful fingers would mean there’s only one possible race.
Elf.
In conclusion, Head Moderator is definitely a delicate Elf woman.
“What in the world.”
I was left speechless, suddenly caught between being a lunatic or a delicate Elf woman.
Are there actually people who believe this?
But this was the gallery.
A place where the abnormal was normal.
*
ㄴ Oh, sounds convincing.
ㄴ What, what? Head Moderator is an Elf woman?
ㄴ Wasn’t Head Moderator a half-Elf beauty?
ㄴ Okay, let’s say she’s a woman.
ㄴ [Author] I’m not just saying this; it’s for sure.
ㄴ Yeah, fine, but is there proof she’s an Elf? Why the confidence?
ㄴ [Author] Because it’s what I want her to be.
ㄴ ??
ㄴ [Author] Can’t resist the idea of a delicate, pretty, pale Elf woman Head Moderator.
ㄴ I thought she was a fallen noble lady, but guess I was wrong. Disappointed, Head Moderator.
ㄴ [Head Moderator☆] Want to experience a real downfall?
ㄴ Sorry;
My hand hovered over the 999-day ban button, but people were quick to notice.
And the speculation didn’t stop there.
They speculated I might be an Elf, or even a dragon polymorphed into a beautiful girl.
Ignoring most of the posts, I searched for other posts to satisfy my dopamine rush.
-(Request for Help) Demon Beast Wave Appearing in the Antares Mountains
A serious post had been uploaded.
*
Dwarves were the smiths of the continent.
Most heroes’ equipment came from their hands, and they also created incredible architectural structures.
But after the Great War, Dwarves fled underground to their kingdoms to escape the Demon Beasts, defending as long as they could.
Now, they’ve reached their limit.
…according to an information post.
Title: Antares Mountains / Iron City Kilgrot / Area 1 Recovery Operation Request for Assistance
Category: Request for Help
(A photo of Dwarves defending the second wall of Kilgrot Kingdom against Demon Beasts)
The first wall fell yesterday.
The second wall won’t last much longer.
If we fall, you all fall.
The Demon Beasts are persistently digging into Kilgrot, so we ask for your assistance.
We’ve run out of food in the defense process.
Our brothers are too weak to fight, so if you can supply food, we won’t forget the favor.
“…This hits hard when you see it.”
The world in the photo was pure despair.
Thousands of Demon Beasts surged over a massive wall that looked like a mountain.
And Dwarves clad in iron were knocking down the beasts with their giant hammers and spears.
Yet the Dwarves were slowly being pushed back.
“So it’s a food issue, after all?”
Looking closely, the Dwarves in the photo looked thin and haggard.
They were different from the Dwarves I knew.
*
ㄴ Wow, it’s been ages since I’ve seen a request for help.
ㄴ Wait, even Dwarves are asking for help?
ㄴ Woah, look how thin the Dwarves are.
ㄴ If they’re struggling, what are we supposed to do?
ㄴ I want to kill those disgusting Demon Beast bastards.
Watching the scene, the gallery’s reaction was heated and furious.
More importantly, this was my first time seeing a help request.
“Though the category existed, posts never appeared.”
I’d heard there were lots of help requests during the height of the Great War.
But one by one, people died or were defeated, and now everyone was just struggling to survive alone.
People didn’t have the strength to help or ask for help anymore.
As expected, despite the gallery’s outrage, there was no way to help.
-Watching this and not being able to do anything is hellish
-It’s really the end. Humanity doesn’t have much time left.
-It’s our enemy, but I didn’t want to see Dwarves go extinct like this.
-It’s maddening how powerless we are.
Other species were also desperately struggling to avoid extinction.
Feeling influenced by this despair, I snapped back to reality at the sight of the system window.
“No, I actually have plenty I can do.”
The Shop, and the Marketplace.
In this world, I had power incomparable to anything.
[Welcome to the Shop.]
[What would you like to purchase?]
[Current Points: 525]
“Luckily, I’ve got plenty of points.”
I’d been stuck in an underground warehouse.
The only thing to do was browsing the gallery, so I’d accumulated enough points.
While they didn’t give points as generously as when I first banned a user, 525 was still plenty.
“But how do I deliver it?”
[Help requests can receive items once per month.]
“Oh.”
Fortunately, the system could do anything.
Food
[Tuna Can] – 1 point
[Vegetable Tuna Can] – 1 point
[Spicy Tuna Can] – 2 points
[Water 250ml] – 1 point
.
.
.
[250 Tuna Cans purchased!]
[250 units of Water (250ml) purchased!]
Remaining Points: 25
“Should I send the rest as tuna cans?”
But I reconsidered.
Remembering their longing for alcohol in the gallery, I entered the alcoholic drinks section.
By Country
ㄴBy Brand/Standard
ㄴAle/Lager/Other Drinks
What’s this? Isn’t beer just draft and dark beer?
I had no idea.
The categories became more complicated the further I clicked, making me hesitate.
I found one description easy to understand.
Discount! [Draft Beer 500cc] – 3 Points→1 Point
“This is it.”
I ordered 25 pints of draft beer (500cc).
*
“Is help truly not coming?”
Dwarf warrior Taldru sighed as he glanced at the gallery.
Half a day had passed, yet no one had responded to his help post.
He knew it wasn’t likely.
Smuggling food to such a rugged mountain range was nearly impossible.
They were simply struggling at the brink of survival.
“Disgusting beasts. So many of them.”
Even in the steep, snowy mountains, there were many Demon Beasts.
Although there was a lull, if they attacked again, there was no hope for victory.
Not even a hundred Dwarf warriors could survive without sufficient food and rest.
Just as he was preparing for an honorable fight, gripping his hammer tightly—
[‘Head Moderator’ has responded to your help request.]
“Huh?”
With a sudden fanfare, the gallery notification appeared.
The nearby Dwarves resting nearby began to gather.
[Taldru: What’s going on, Head Moderator]
[Saw the help request, so here I am.]
[Taldru: ??]
[Well, I thought it might help. Try receiving it]
Thud!
[The items have been safely delivered!]
Along with a lively voice, several delivery boxes appeared.
“What is this?”
“Where did this come from?”
“Is this paper? They used paper for large packaging?”
Dwarves, their curiosity piqued, eagerly opened the boxes.
And what lay inside caught their attention.
“It’s booze?”
“What?”
Glass, crafted to perfection, holding a beautiful brown draft beer.
At a Dwarf’s astonished exclamation, other Dwarves raised their heads in unison like meerkats.
“Booze?”
“A lifeline?”
“My whole life?”
Rumble!
After a few seconds of silence, a crowd of Dwarves began rushing to Taldru on the wall.