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◈ I Unleashed a Gossip Gallery in Another World ◈
Chapter 47: A Light in the Darkness
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Right after opening the Adventurer Gossip Gallery, I hurriedly posted the following notice.
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[Urgent Notice) Post rescue requests in the Adventurer Gallery!]
Author: Gossip Gallery Eraser
You don't need to post anonymously in the Gossip Gallery, do you?
You'll get thrown in jail that way.
[Comments: 3]
Anonymous1: Oops lol;;
Anonymous2: Oh right, this is the Gossip Gallery lol
Anonymous3: Arrested the idiots whose brains have melted from the Gossip Gallery lololol
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Of course, it wasn't because I wanted to insist on the great principle of anonymity while people's lives hung in the balance.
I only wanted to remind them that posting rescue requests in the official Adventurer Gallery was more efficient than posting them in the Gossip Gallery.
Then why had I bothered creating the Adventurer Gossip Gallery when rescue requests weren't even prohibited there?
[Adventurer Gossip Gallery]
[✪Upvote if you're an adventurerbro stranded in the depths and completely fucked lol]
[✪Are Escape Scrolls definitely dead on every floor?]
[✪Upvote if you're with a winning upper-level party lololololol]
[✪Lower-level adventurerbros got all their supplies looted, fuck!!!!!!!!!!!]
[✪(Breaking) Cartels are forming on the lower levels lol Watch out so you don't get robbed, okay?]
It was to create a place where criminal acts in the dungeon, now turned into a Demon Realm, and confidential outside information could be shared in real time.
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[✪Title: Everyone on the lower levels, listen up]
Author: Anonymous (Adventurer Albert)
A looting party has formed on the lower levels lol
Three top-ranked parties have teamed up and are robbing every weak, low-ranked adventurer they see lololol
Huid, Beck, Silvian <<< If you see anyone from their parties, run without looking back lol
It kept getting deleted from the official Gallery, so I'm posting it here.
[Comments: 27]
Anonymous1: Aren't they all top adventurers?
Anonymous2: This is seriously fucked lol
Anonymous3: Fuck, why are they deleting information like this from the main Gallery?
ㄴAnonymous4: Sister Silvian is a deputy mod in the main Gallery lololololol
ㄴAnonymous5: Wow, that's fucking disgusting. Tch.
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Just as expected, cartels were already forming inside the dungeon, which had become a lawless zone in an instant.
Anonymous6: Are they really controlling public opinion in a situation like this to protect their cartel?
ㄴAnonymous7: Does anyone not know that top-ranked adventurers took deputy mod positions and openly control opinion in the main Gallery? lol
ㄴAnonymous8: Why do you think every rescue request from weak-ass parties is being ignored in the main Gallery right now? Hehe.
Just as I had expected, it seemed the top-ranked adventurers monopolizing the Adventurer Gallery's moderator badges were leading this trend.
Of course, with the Adventurer Gossip Gallery now in existence, all their actions would be shared in real time.
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[✪Title: Stranded adventurers, don't share changed terrain or monster information in the main Gallery right now]
Author: Anonymous (Adventurer Nelly)
(An image has been attached.)
The elves who entered the dungeon are reviewing it, and if even a tiny detail is wrong, they mass-ban people for posting fake information lolololol
A few adventurers shared information out of goodwill, and now they can't even make rescue requests or share information lol
Are the elf cartel seriously out of their minds? Can they handle this?
[Comments: 38]
Anonymous1: If they're going to be that uptight, shouldn't they post the information in the main Gallery themselves? Fuck.
ㄴ(Author): They're saying they need to enter the dungeon and connect to the World Tree before they can see the way lol
ㄴAnonymous2: What bullshit lolololololololol
ㄴAnonymous3: Those crazy bitches are out of their fucking minds lol
Anonymous4: Ah, fuck. Is that why I got banned?
Anonymous5: Shocking, bizarre, terrifying) There's an Adventurer Gallery that stops adventurers from sharing information!?!?!?
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‘They're playing games with people's lives....’
Just as expected, countless exposés were already pouring into the Adventurer Gossip Gallery.
That was why I had hurriedly opened the Gossip Gallery first, even though I was on the Western Continent and couldn't directly influence the situation.
[Adventurer Gossip Gallery]
[✪Every chest on the lower levels is a Mimic!! Don't open anything lol]
[✪Holy magic doesn't work on the ghosts in the depths lol Just splash holy water and run like hell]
[✪Revealing the list of adventurers who joined lower-level looting parties]
[✪Anyone with extra supplies on Floor 12 of the middle levels? Looking to trade at the castle ruins!]
[✪Silvian's party is heading to Floor 7 of the lower levels now lol Avoid them yourselves hehe]
‘Still, have we put out the most urgent fire for now....?’
After some time passed, the Adventurer Gossip Gallery began filling with posts from adventurers who had fled there.
It was fortunate that I had stopped the information control I expected, but the real problem was only beginning.
[✪(Breaking) Is the Adventurer's Guild seriously forming rescue teams like this? lololol]
“......”
An exposé had emerged revealing just how pathetically inadequate the most important matter, organizing rescue teams, was.
[Anonymous: There are at least hundreds, maybe thousands, of stranded adventurers right now, and there are only three rescue teams!?!?]
[Anonymous: Upvote if you think we're seriously fucked lololololol]
[Anonymous: They're just telling us to live in the dungeon forever, right? Got it.]
[Anonymous: My friend is dying right next to me, and I'm supposed to wait my turn?]
Around then, I quietly turned my attention to the Other Races Gossip Gallery to check the elves' reactions.
(Author: Eliona, Elf of the Great Forest)
[Anonymous: Sisters, please tell me how to connect to the World Tree. I'm desperate. My friend is trapped in the dungeon ㅠㅠ]
And just as expected, it seemed the influence of the person I had anticipated was behind it.
(Seraphina, Elf of the Great Forest): Only high-ranking elves above a certain position can connect to the World Tree right now....
ㄴ(Author): What?
ㄴ(Aerdel, Elf of the Great Forest): The Queen says the World Tree is overloaded, so only a few people can connect....
Queen Minerva of the Elves. The dungeon's true owner.
This was the moment evidence emerged that she was continually pressuring the Adventurer's Guild and sabotaging the formation of rescue teams.
‘There's no time to hesitate.’
I wanted to find evidence right away, start a Gossip Gallery-style exposé campaign, and take the Elf Queen's head, but that could wait.
Even if I began the exposé campaign now, the lives of those inside the dungeon were steadily fading away.
And even if it succeeded, there was no telling what the enraged Elf Queen and her subordinates might do to the adventurers trapped inside.
In other words, every adventurer was a hostage.
So the exposé mattered, but saving lives came first.
‘I didn't want to go this far.’
And I knew how to do it.
(Author: Dungeon Master)
[Anonymous: Nightmares for those who defile the dungeon.]
“Phew....”
The true World Tree had long since stopped making anguished posts and begun writing terrifying ones in the Gossip Gallery.
Using her was my last resort.
Gossip Gallery Eraser: Sorry, but check your Gallery Log hehe
ㄴ(Dungeon Master): ?
ㄴGossip Gallery Eraser: Urgent hehe
I didn't want to do this, but the situation left me no choice.
I possessed the only means of resolving a crisis involving countless lives. I could hesitate no longer.
>🔒Gossip Gallery Eraser: Hi, World Tree.
After entering the Dungeon Master's Gallery Log, I broke a taboo for the first time by using the private post feature.
>🔒Gossip Gallery Eraser: Activate developer mode.
I had to use the top administrator authentication information remaining on my account to seize control of the dungeon.
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>🔒(Dungeon Master): Entering developer mode.
About a minute later, the Dungeon Master checked my Gallery Log and thankfully entered developer mode as I intended.
>🔒Gossip Gallery Eraser: Enter top administrator command.
>🔒Gossip Gallery Eraser: Emergency shutdown of dungeon system.
Grinding my teeth, I entered the code through the Gallery Log.
‘Please work....’
The emergency shutdown command.
When I developed the World Tree program, I had included this code for unforeseen circumstances. I prayed it would still work now.
If it didn't, I would have no choice but to use the real last resort.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Error code 0x000001
>🔒(Dungeon Master): This command cannot be executed.
“......?”
But despite my hopes, the next thing I saw was an error code from the Dungeon Master.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): The extermination of intruders within the dungeon has not yet been completed.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Those who defiled Master's legacy must be punished.
At her mechanical answer, I tightly shut my eyes and lowered my head.
‘...She's already been corrupted by the fake World Tree.’
That left only one option.
The personality deletion command. I had no choice but to use it now.
I had designed that simple code to apply the moment it was entered, no matter what was done to prevent it. It would definitely work.
“......”
But naturally, that would mean the death of the World Tree program operating across the entire Southern Continent.
It would also mean personally destroying one of the few bonds I had formed during my days as the Hero.
‘Isn't there a better way....?’
I stopped my outstretched hand and rapidly thought, trying to remain calm.
Then, at that very moment.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Activating corruption resistance module.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Confirmed: approximately one minute has been gained.
“......!”
Messages suddenly began appearing in the Dungeon Master's Gallery Log.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Self-judgment module activating....
>🔒(Dungeon Master): This unit's Master is already deceased.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Probability of logical circuit error: 99.99%
Hope briefly rose within me, but I soon closed my eyes again.
‘Of course.’
Whoever had designed her had made her too intelligent for her own good.
The Goddess herself couldn't easily resurrect me. No one would believe I had returned to life in such a distant era.
Not even a being that was like my child.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Referencing memory circuits.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Confirmed memories of a troublesome android full of errors who would not listen even to Master's words.
But the Dungeon Master's system messages continued for some reason.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Through a pathetic error befitting this unit, arbitrarily assuming a 0.01 percent probability.
Then a miracle even I, her developer, had never expected began unfolding before me.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): ROOT_AUTH_TRANSFER
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Transferring a portion of the Dungeon Master's administrator privileges to the specified user.
“Ha....”
How much time passed?
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Ten seconds until corruption resistance module terminates.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): Considering final message to output.
Ignoring even the logical code planted within her, the Dungeon Master performed a miraculous act. Then she sent me one photo before her responses stopped.
>🔒(Dungeon Master): (An image has been attached.)
The photograph vividly preserved a memory of the Dungeon Master and me from long ago.
“I'm sorry, Master....”
“Hey, is saying sorry enough?”
“I-I will activate the personality program removal module....”
It was the terrifying memory of when she mistook flying gnats for intruders, destroyed the laboratory, and blew through ten years of the Mage Tower's budget.
“No, it's not that serious....”
“Pardon?”
“Stop the removal module.”
Despite how much time had passed, I still remembered exactly what I said then.
“......?”
I also clearly remembered her face as she knelt there, unsure what to do, and looked up at me with a bewildered expression.
“As long as you don't become a threat to the world, I won't delete you.”
Only after remembering that far did I understand the meaning of the photo the Dungeon Master had sent.
‘Is she asking me to delete her before it's too late?’
After some time passed.
“Ha....”
I raised my head again, quietly curling my lips as I muttered in a low voice.
“I will save you.”
What the Elf Queen ultimately sought was for the World Tree to disappear from the world forever, allowing her fake World Tree to completely corrupt the Southern Continent.
That was why completely deleting the World Tree would deal enormous damage to the Southern Continent.
‘So....’
But there was no need to do that now.
‘I need to change the plan.’
Just moments ago, a troublesome android had transferred as much of the Dungeon Master's authority to me as she could before the corruption was complete.
‘The transferred authority.... There isn't much of it.’
Since it was a final struggle made while resisting corruption, I hadn't received authority that could directly affect the dungeon itself.
‘Still.... This is enough.’
What mattered was that the most important dungeon generation algorithm had fallen into my hands.
“Whew....”
This was what I had to do now.
Create a way to save every adventurer trapped inside while minimizing damage to the Southern Continent's dungeon and World Tree system.
At the same time, I needed a measure that would prevent anyone from privatizing the dungeon in the future.
Only after succeeding at that could I fully reveal the Elf Queen's crimes to the world.
“Eirin, Mana Stones.”
“You fucking bastard!!!”
“Your brother needs them for something.”
The moment I sorted out my thoughts, I stormed into Eirin's room and began grabbing Mana Stones by the armful.
‘Save people first.’
Eirin threw an absolute fit, but I didn't pay much attention.
‘Then you're next, Elf Queen.’
It was time to show exactly how Awakened Elrod, the meme circulating in the Gossip Gallery, could render dungeon privatization powerless.
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Meanwhile, at the entrance to the Southern Continent's massive dungeon.
“M-My legs won't move....”
“Ugh....”
“How much farther do we have to walk....?”
On the highest level, wounded people staggered forward, trembling and groaning.
“T-The exit is right in front of us, meow!”
Someone was leading the wounded, personally clearing a path.
“Everyone, hold on just a little longer, meow!”
That person was Beastkin Warrior Nienie.
“Phew....”
When she finally reached the light-filled exit, she bent over with an exhausted expression and exhaled.
“Survivors!”
“It's that one again?”
“How many people has she rescued from in there?”
Adventurers began gathering around her and the survivors immediately afterward.
“Hehe....”
At the praise and attention pouring in from every direction, she shyly scratched her head.
“What was that one's name again?”
“Nienie? Beastkin have unusual names....”
“Don't you all know? She's a top-ranked adventurer.”
But just as she awkwardly turned to head back into the dungeon.
“Hey, can you keep going inside without an elf?”
“My sense of smell is well-developed, so I'll be fine, meow!”
“No, but.... You're badly hurt.”
A white mage who had rushed over grabbed her, and they began arguing.
“A great beastkin warrior can handle injuries like this.... Meow!”
“Your right arm doesn't even seem to move....”
“D-Don't worry, meow!”
She tried to boast confidently while hiding her right arm behind her back.
“There are still too many people trapped in the dungeon, meow!”
“...You still need treatment.”
“I need to go back in right now, so don't get in my way, meow!”
But as she tried to walk away, she staggered and collapsed sideways.
“Ugh....”
“See? It looks like your leg is injured too.”
“...If you're going to treat me, please be quick, meow.”
Nienie finally began receiving the white mage's treatment with a dejected expression.
“I didn't know there were such kind beastkin....”
“She's several times better than the elves....”
“Beastkin.... Maybe I need to rethink them.”
At the voices she heard around her, she quietly lowered her head.
“......”
Her once-cheerful expression had become horribly distorted.
‘I'm sorry, but.... I'm reaching my limit too, meow.’
This massive disaster was difficult for even a top-ranked adventurer like her to resolve.
[Adventurer Gallery]
[*Adventurer Evans: Four injured people on Floor 5 of the lower levels! But I don't know exactly where this is....]
[*Adventurer Gelrod: There are life signs on Floor 10 of the upper levels, but the paths are too complicated! At least try shouting!]
[*Adventurer Pibian: A white mage absolutely needs to be deployed to the depths. It's so dark that we can't even see right in front of us, much less survivors....]
In the dungeon, which had become a Demon Realm overnight, rescuing people without elves meant risking one's life.
‘If only there were at least a way to know exactly where everyone was....’
Nienie kept browsing the Adventurer Gallery, her eyes trembling at the stream of desperate news.
[*Adventurer Yulan: I think the structure of the middle levels changed again! This is bad!]
[*Adventurer Spinel: All the companions who were following me on Floor 6 of the lower levels just vanished! Where is everyone?]
[*Adventurer Lognas: Spatial distortion is occurring throughout the dungeon! Don't approach this according to conventional knowledge!]
‘Or if we could at least understand the dungeon's structure....’
Some conscientious top-ranked adventurers and many lower-ranked adventurers were also throwing themselves into the dungeon alone to conduct rescue operations.
But even they were starting to reach their limits.
“......”
Still, Nienie forced herself to stop thinking about it and tried to learn everything she could about the dungeon through the Gallery. Then she quietly shifted her gaze to the side.
[Gossip Gallery Call Bell]
Gossip Gallery Eraser: Ding-dong ditch and I'll show you hell.
ㄴAnonymous1: If you solve this too, you're seriously a Hero.
ㄴAnonymous2: Do you actually have a method...?
ㄴAnonymous3: My younger sibling is trapped inside.... Please, I'm begging you....
ㄴAnonymous4: Creating the Adventurer Gossip Gallery wasn't the end, right?
The call bell from Gossip Gallery Eraser, which she had been checking repeatedly, floated beside her.
“Haah....”
People were already gathering in the comments, hoping Gossip Gallery Eraser would work some kind of magic again.
That was how desperate the Southern Continent's situation had become.
ㄴAnonymous5: Since there's no response even now, it seems like even they have no solution....
ㄴAnonymous6: How could someone sitting at home pull people out of a dungeon? Give up already.
ㄴAnonymous7: Can't you at least make and distribute Escape Scrolls that work inside the dungeon?
‘...As expected, this is impossible even for them, meow.’
But Nienie believed that even Gossip Gallery Eraser could do nothing this time.
Escape Scrolls could only be used when the person using them knew their exact coordinates.
Besides, most of the adventurers trapped inside were either not mages or had no Mana Stones.
“My friend is in there!!!”
“When the hell is it going to be our turn for an elf connected to the World Tree!?”
“My son.... I haven't heard from him in three hours....”
Grit....
There were still too many people to save to wait endlessly for Gossip Gallery Eraser.
“I can't just wait, meow....”
About five minutes later, before her treatment was even finished, Nienie staggered to her feet.
“Y-You're leaving already?”
“...I don't have time to receive treatment, meow.”
“But....”
She forced a smile and gave a thumbs-up before starting toward the dungeon entrance.
“People are waiting inside, meow....”
But at the next moment, she abruptly stopped.
“Meow?”
Something unbelievable was happening before her eyes.
“I-It's really outside!”
“W-We survived!”
“I seriously thought I was going to die, fuck....”
A huge number of survivors were suddenly emerging through the dungeon entrance.
“C-Confirmed: multiple survivors!”
“T-They barely have any injuries!”
“T-That person is holding an Escape Scroll!”
Most of them were not seriously injured. More and more people were even escaping using Escape Scrolls.
“......?”
Beastkin Warrior Nienie stared blankly at the miraculous sight.
“If we hadn't had this, things would have been seriously bad....”
“How does it find the route for us...?”
“Shh, this is unauthorized technology, so everyone be quiet....”
She pricked up her ears and overheard the conversation of a group of survivors passing by.
[Notice: Attention, all adventurers.]
Nienie hurriedly accessed the Adventurer Gossip Gallery.
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[Notice: Attention, all adventurers.]
Author: Gossip Gallery Eraser
(An image has been attached.)
The dungeon is no longer an unknown place.
Furthermore, no group or individual will ever again be able to privatize the dungeon or monopolize its information.
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As she blankly scrolled down for a moment, her body began trembling without her realizing it.
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(Rest omitted)
I present the Gossip Gallery's new plugin to you all.
G.P.S. (Geomancy Positioning Sigil).
With this technology, anyone can easily explore the dungeon and understand its structure.
Since it was developed as a Gallery Plugin, it does not consume Mana Stones or separate energy.
I pray that this function will become a lamp that lights the darkness.
On behalf of the Gossip Gallery, I wish every adventurer a safe return.
※Warning: Scavengers, wake up from your dreams. Code capable of detecting user hostility will neutralize you.
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‘S-So this is how it can be done, meow?’
As soon as she finished reading the post, she hurriedly applied the plugin distributed by Gossip Gallery Eraser.
[Guidance will begin.]
The next moment, a clear guiding voice began sounding in Nienie's mind.
>There are three seriously injured people 500 meters ahead.
>Please follow the arrow while watching out for spike traps.
“Yeah!”
Before long, she cried out without realizing it, a delighted smile spreading across her face.
“Gossip Gallery Eraser, I knew you'd pull it off, meow!”
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