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◈ I Unleashed a Gossip Gallery in Another World ◈

Chapter 13: The Second Gallery Supremacy War (2)

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About five hours after Elrod Durgel uploaded a recipe for creating a new material, disguised as a cooking recipe.

[✪Dwigellium 11th Cross-Verification Results]

[✪Thought this was bait, so why does it actually work?]

[✪Yellow Mage Tower emergency!!!!! All personnel summoneddd!!!!!!!]

[✪Fuck, I'm baking rocks at dawn on a weekend lmao]

[✪If you're done baking, clear out of the lab!!! The next full moon isn't for another month!!!]

Naturally, the featured posts on the Empire Village Gossip Gallery were filled with talk of “Dwigellium.”

The ingredients were things any mage had at least one of, or could easily find in a supply room or market.

As long as they followed the recipe properly, anyone could produce nearly identical results with little variation.

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[✪Title: Huh?]

Author: Anonymous (Eirin, the Mage Tower's Top Disciple)

(An image has been attached.)

Why is this floating in the air?

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Amid all that, one post revealing a new property of Dwigellium caused another wave of shock.

Anonymous1: What, it can levitate too? lol

Anonymous2: Whoa, that's so cool hehe

Anonymous3: How'd you do that? I wanna try too lol

The poster had uploaded it out of pure curiosity, but anyone with substantial knowledge of alchemy could easily tell what they were seeing.

(Yellow Mage Tower Representative Duranquel): Fuck, are my eyes playing tricks on me?

(Academy Head Oswald): No, could that be...?

(Archmage Lugnox): ??????????????

It was a fantastical substance that existed only in theory, one that anyone involved in alchemy had likely tried to create at least once.

A Hyper-mana Material that caused mana-repulsion effects had appeared plainly in the photo.

[✪Title: Dwigellium <<< Why this thing floats, explained]

A little later, even gallery users uninterested in magic could grasp the consequences of the discovery thanks to Mage Gallery Eraser’s detailed analysis post.

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[✪Title: Dwigellium <<< Why this thing floats, explained]

Author: Mage Gallery Eraser (Witch of the West)

Anyone who's tested it knows this, but the provisional name “Dwigellium” is stronger than mithril and has 100% mana conductivity.

That alone means you could make insane magical tools where mana loss approaches zero, but the real stuff starts now.

Dwigellium has another property. Once mana is infused into it, it repels mana of other forms.

It hasn't been tested enough to be certain, but it seems to remember the nature of the mana infused into it and exclude external mana fields with different properties....

Put simply, this is basically a Philosopher's Stone.

You can make overtechnology like anti-gravity devices, anti-magic force-field barriers, and infinite-power magical tools with this one thing, yeah.

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From that moment onward, the Empire Village Gossip Gallery began burning hotter than ever, breaking its previous record for posting speed.

[✪Mithril <<< Think it's really become obsolete, upvote lol]

[✪You can bake overtechnology that puts holy relics to shame as long as you have a furnace?????]

[✪(Breaking) All Yellow Mage Tower alchemists are cumming without even getting hard lol]

[✪Isn't the world gonna turn upside down by morning???]

[✪Why is a discovery that belongs in the continent's history books coming out of this goddamn back-alley gallery?????]

“Everyone's really losing it.”

Elrod, who had been monitoring the entire situation, scratched his head and muttered to himself.

‘I only released the Original Mithril production formula those dwarf old-timers invented.’

The recipe he had released on the Gossip Gallery was the original synthesis formula for the mithril currently in circulation.

‘There's an obvious reason why the recipe those old men were so excitedly talking about at our last drinking party was never released.’

There was a clear reason the recipe, discovered by dwarves when he had been active as a Hero, had never reached the world.

In situations like this, the schemes of the “gallery ruling class” were always involved.

‘Well then, shall I start the counterattack?’

Elrod silently monitored the situation for a long while. Once morning arrived, he finally uploaded a notice with a cold smile.

[Notice: A Response to the Dwarf Chieftain's Notice]

It was the decisive blow he would deliver to modern dwarves, who had dared to corrupt and misuse the precious achievement of ancient dwarves for their own gain.

* * *

At the same time, on the Northern Continent, home to the other races, the Varteon Volcanic Region soared high into the sky.

“Yes, Emperor Rudric. Have you been well?”

Deep within the region, Ugrurd, the dwarf chieftain responsible for this incident, answered the Emperor's urgent call in a relaxed voice.

“Rest easy. We have no intention of truly cutting off supplies to the Empire.”

-R-Really?

“We only intend to teach those who meddle with our products a proper lesson.”

After reassuring the Emperor, Ugrurd cut the connection to the crystal ball and smiled sinisterly.

‘Once we seize control of the yellow press that will one day have such a tremendous influence on the world, the dwarves’ prestige will rise by the day.’

Just as Elrod had suspected, Ugrurd’s true reason for causing this incident was not an insult to Dwarf Workshop products.

That was only an excuse to incite the dwarf artisans in the village.

‘The age is coming when no one will dare covet dwarf technology.’

His true goal was to seize the Gossip Gallery and turn dwarves into the race that wielded the greatest power in the world.

“We're ignoring every message from the Imperial Workshop.”

“A few dwarves are dissatisfied, but most are supporting the Chieftain.”

“Hoho, I suppose that's why monopolizing technology is so important.”

At the reports delivered by the deputy mod dwarves who had joined his plan, Ugrurd laughed heartily and tipped back his cup.

“Hahaha! Put down your hammers for a while and go have a refreshing beer!”

He said it while flagrantly disregarding the dwarves’ ancient unwritten rule that they never let their hammers leave their sides, not when drinking and not even when sleeping.

“Chieftain! We have a serious problem!”

“Hm?”

“Check that gallery immediately!”

A deputy mod dwarf had suddenly spoken, their face deathly pale.

“Dwigellium...?”

Ugrurd frowned, his face flushed from drink, then checked the Gossip Gallery in confusion.

“...!”

The drunken haze instantly vanished, and his eyes widened.

‘Why is the Original Mithril production method of the ancient dwarves circulating here!?’

What he had discovered too late was the Original Mithril production formula, one that only he should have known in this world.

‘This technique should only be passed down to the chieftain from generation to generation...!’

The Grand Compromise Accord had been signed by the ruling classes of each nation and faction after the Hero’s death.

Ugrurd’s ancestors had purged every dwarf who refused to join the Accord, seized the volcanic region, and passed down a single recipe to their direct descendants.

The mithril dwarves now distributed throughout the world was a deliberately downgraded, inferior grade made from the original recipe.

They had even intentionally extended the production time and sold it at a premium.

Of course, it had been a necessary measure to deliberately control technological advancement under the Grand Compromise Accord and allow dwarves to amass enormous wealth through their monopoly.

“...!”

Yet the monopoly-based power structure created through all that was being threatened in real time at this very moment.

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[Notice: A Response to the Dwarf Chieftain's Notice]

Author: Gossip Gallery Eraser

So what the hell can you guys do now? LMAOOOOO

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“Urgh...!”

Gossip Gallery Eraser had answered the dwarves’ declaration of war by freely distributing the Original Mithril production formula.

Anonymous1: Lmao, this bastard is insane LMAOOOOOO

Anonymous2: There's a crazy bastard releasing the singularity on the Gossip Gallery just to wreck those dwarf bastards!?!?

Anonymous3: Fuck, this guy is seriously out of his mind lol

Anonymous4: But damn, that was insanely satisfying lol

His notice was already gathering overwhelming praise and a terrifying number of upvotes.

‘I have to stop it from spreading somehow...!’

Cold sweat began forming on Ugrurd’s brow as he clenched his teeth.

‘But how...?’

It was nearly impossible.

The Gossip Gallery was hidden behind the shield of perfect anonymity, and everyone in the world could access it without restriction.

As nothing more than the head mod of the Dwarf Workshop Gallery, he had no way to stop a recipe being shared on a gallery like that.

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[Additional Notice: Regarding the Dwigellium Recipe]

Author: Gossip Gallery Eraser

I have no plans to assert any copyright or other rights over the Dwigellium recipe I shared.

Unlike some short bastards who forgot their old principles and strut around like they're something now hehe.

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“Ugh....”

In the middle of all this, the second notice written by Gossip Gallery Eraser dealt another fatal blow to Ugrurd’s rule.

“Chieftain, we have a serious problem!”

“The dwarves are defying orders and synthesizing Dwigellium!”

“T-There aren't just one or two dwarves rising up against you!”

Beginning that morning, deputy mod dwarves started delivering alarming news, their faces pale with fear.

[✪I'm a dwarf and I baked some Dwigellium hehe]

[✪I think Dwigellium gets a little stronger if you set the baking temperature to 1,732°C!]

[✪Full moon <<< Think this could be replaced with the Full Moon Rite, any mages willing to test it?]

The dwarves of the volcanic village were already putting their heads together, researching Dwigellium and sharing their findings on the Gossip Gallery like children who had found a new toy.

They looked as if they had returned to the days when dwarves had been pure, loving innovation and technology.

(Author: Ugrin, Daughter of the Dwarf Chieftain)

[✪(Breaking) I learned the Full Moon Rite at the Academy, so I'll try applying it now!]

“N-No!”

The instant Ugrurd saw that decisive post from an anonymous dwarf, he shot up from his seat, veins bulging.

“I cannot allow that!”

If even the troublesome condition of requiring a full moon could be overcome, mass production of Dwigellium would become possible.

Once that happened, the market structure the dwarves monopolized would be warped forever.

“T-Tell every dwarf!”

Realizing that, Ugrurd drew his hammer and shouted until his voice went hoarse.

“Anyone who synthesizes Dwigellium or researches improvements to it in the sacred forge shall face the harshest punishment!!!”

Normally, most dwarves would have swallowed their complaints and devoted themselves to their work at the forge.

That was a thing of the past now.

A place now existed where anyone dissatisfied with the established gallery system could gather and speak freely.

[✪The Chieftain dares control the forge, has he lost his mind!?]

[✪Since when have we dwarves become so pathetic!]

[✪Chieftain, retract the notice at once and recognize Dwigellium!]

[✪A true artisan swings their hammer even with a blade at their throat! Have you forgotten our ancestors who never bowed even to the Demon King!]

[✪Rather than live as a tool of a tribe that has lost its principles, I'd sooner burn this body and heat the forge!]

About a day after martial law was declared, the Empire Village Gossip Gallery began filling with countless denunciation posts from fleeing dwarves.

-Grit....

Enraged beyond all reason, Ugrurd finally did what he should never have done.

“Deploy the chieftain's guard to the village!!!”

Like the chieftain before him, he would carry out a large-scale purge against his own people who had rebelled against the gallery system.

Unlike other nations and factions, the dwarves were a small, elite group.

That meant that unlike other ruling classes, who had to manage public opinion, Ugrurd could carry out this sort of extreme dictatorship if he put his mind to it.

“Chieftain!!!”

“What is it now....”

“There is a rebellion!!!”

“What?”

“The dwarves of Forge Village are all climbing the volcano with hammers in hand!!!”

Being a small, elite group was not an advantage that applied only to a ruler like him.

With the Gossip Gallery allowing dissatisfaction and information to be shared in real time, the outcome was obvious.

“R-Request aid from the head mods we formed alliances with!”

Ugrurd, who had not considered that possibility, gave the order to the deputy mod dwarves in a panic.

“W-Well....”

“We already sent word, but....”

The situation was already spiraling toward the worst.

“Neither the Empire nor any nation or faction has sent any response....”

Ever since they announced that they would cut off product supplies, the dwarves had become the enemy of everyone.

Ordinarily, the ruling classes would have sent reinforcements anyway, if only to keep the Gossip Gallery in check.

But the moment Ugrurd demanded the head mod position of the Other Races Gossip Gallery, he had violated the Accord. There was no reason to help him.

“Ah....”

Realizing that, Ugrurd collapsed into his seat. Hearing the dwarves’ thunderous cheers already echoing from outside, he muttered blankly.

“The dwarves’ monopoly market, which should have lasted forever, is collapsing like this....”

But nothing in the world lasted forever.

He should have realized it the moment an anomaly appeared in the gallery system, which everyone had believed was absolute.

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[✪Notice: Sorry, Dad hehe]

A few hours later.

An astonishing post was suddenly uploaded to the Empire Village Gossip Gallery, which had been buzzing with dwarf refugees.

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[Title: Sorry, Dad hehe]

Author: Anonymous (Ugrin, Daughter of the Dwarf Chieftain)

(An image has been attached.)

But....

I can't live without Dwigellium anymore....

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A small, cute-looking dwarf girl was smiling brightly and holding up a V-sign in the photo, with a note reading “Dwigellium♡” in her mouth.

Beside her, former dwarf chieftain Ugrurd was tightly bound from head to toe in ropes, weeping with a grief-stricken expression.

Anonymous1: Uh, excuse me?????????

Anonymous2: Did she seriously start a rebellion??????

Anonymous3: Is this for real???????

Anonymous4: A snowball from the Gossip Gallery rolled all the way there????

It was a truly historic moment. A topic that began on the Gossip Gallery had, for the first time, brought down the ruling class of an existing gallery system.

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