The Secret of the Liberal Arts Ghost ← That's the guy ㅇㅇ
He can be spotted in most galleries with a nickname that makes no sense.
His appearance locations are diverse, even in game galleries, plant galleries, fried rice galleries, and so on.
What's scarier is that he appears randomly, regardless of the time of day – dawn, morning, or afternoon.
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No way, is that guy really famous for being active in our gallery too?
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He's probably just a macro.
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No, not a macro. If you look at his comments, he answers things a macro couldn't.
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What? He wasn't a robot? He answered my questions within a second every time I posted one.
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??? He does that in our gallery too. Doesn't he sleep?
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Fact) If you check his gallery log, there isn't a single hour where posts aren't being made.
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Secret of the Liberal Arts Ghost, you're killing meeee!
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But seriously, what kind of gallery is the fried rice gallery?
A chilling rumor was circulating through one community.
It was that one anonymous user was constantly moving from place to place, never taking even an hour off from activity.
It was so unsettling that it sent shivers down one's spine, especially since there were instances where three replies were posted within the same time frame, regardless of the gallery's topic.
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Don't you guys get it? It's just four people taking turns using one account.
There were rumors that multiple people used one account, but it wasn't true.
Because that person, The Secret of the Liberal Arts Ghost, was me.
"It just means you have a lot of interest in various topics."
Of course, I knew.
I was severely addicted to gallery browsing.
Just the fact that I had three or four galleries open on each of my dual monitors was proof enough.
How engrossed was I in gallery browsing?
Suddenly, I felt the sunlight filtering through the curtains.
"Ah, it's almost time to sleep."
The time was 5:50, my bedtime.
Of course, bedtime doesn't mean I stop browsing galleries.
From now on, I would take five 50-minute naps, dividing my sleep to check if there were any important posts I might have missed.
I knew myself that this was wrong, but…
"This kind of life isn't so bad."
I had enough money.
It wasn't enough to live on for the rest of my life, but I had no intention of going out and looking for a job.
It wasn't like I had a trauma either.
It was simply that my mammalian brain had developed too much.
"Dopamine! Short-term pleasure! Galleries!"
But this habit was starting to get boring.
Even though I was stretching my legs out like a startled octopus, I was starting to want to become the administrator, the Jjupak, of a gallery.
There was no reason. It was purely impulsive.
If not, I wouldn't be tempted by the power of a Jjupak who deletes disgusting images, aka Tactical Nukes, for free.
"Ah, I want to be a Jjupak."
The topic didn't matter.
It was a moment when the desire to become a Jjupak strongly seized me.
[Would you like to be appointed as the administrator of the Otherworld Destruction Gallery?]
An unfamiliar message appeared on the site's main page.
"...Otherworld Destruction Gallery? What on earth is that?"
At first, I flinched, but soon I thought it didn't matter.
It was a gallery with no activity anyway, so it would be nice to wear the Jjupak badge for a while.
[Yes.]
With that thought, I pressed the accept button without hesitation.
Not knowing what kind of snowball effect it would trigger.
[You have been appointed as the administrator of the Otherworld Destruction Gallery.]
[Initiating transfer. 3... 2...]
"Transfer? Is it April Fools' already? Gack?"
I laughed it off, thinking it was a prank by the community, but then a terrible headache began.
"!"
In pain, I collapsed onto the floor.
The only fortunate thing was that the headache didn't last long.
Stumbling, I got up, bracing myself on the floor, and the sight that greeted me was utterly unfamiliar.
Rough stone floors, two-story wooden buildings that looked like something from a European travel destination.
It felt like I was looking at a street in a medieval royal castle.
"No, this… could it be?"
The message about initiating a transfer came to mind.
So, did it actually transfer me?
But this was a ruin.
There wasn't a single person, and only traces of dilapidated buildings remained.
As I sat there blankly on the stone floor in front of a shop, something caught my eye.
"A person… wait, not a person?"
Two legs, two arms, and a head.
I naturally thought it was a person, but it wasn't.
"Grrr."
People don't mumble sounds like that.
"No, is that a zombie?"
Yes, it was undeniably a zombie.
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CRASH! BANG! KABOOOM!
"Gaaah!"
As it charged at me like a madman.
Instinctively, I ran towards the inn's basement storage like a four-legged beast.
It was sheer luck that I managed to close the door.
"Grrr!"
CRASH!
The zombie began to pound violently on the door.
But since it was originally human, thankfully, it couldn't break through the thick storage door.
"What in the world is going on?"
I roughly pushed a shelf in front of the entrance and crawled into a corner, curling up with my knees to my chest in the darkness.
The sudden chaos was overwhelming.
It was hard to maintain my sanity.
My head spun from my ragged breaths.
In my panic, my whole body trembled like a quaking aspen, as if I had claustrophobia!
[Open the gallery and begin management.]
"Huh?"
An unfamiliar message appeared before my eyes.
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Humans are creatures of habit, it seems.
The moment I saw something familiar amidst all the strangeness, I regained my sense of relief and composure.
And especially this status window message.
[Jjupak]
Possession Points – 0
[Jjupak's Abilities]
Gallery Management
Lock
Lock
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"Gallery…"
To become a gallery Jjupak before dying.
This is totally a lucky Jjupak, isn't it?
But the transfer wasn't meant to kill me.
It was more like a salvation.
[Earn points through gallery management. Unlock necessary items and abilities with them!]
"Hmm?"
It was a system like playing a growth game.
As if possessed, I clicked to open the gallery.
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Jjupak is here!!!!!!!!!!!
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Gallery Yippee! Gallery Yippee! Gallery Yippee!
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Finally, a Jjupak for us!!!!!!!!
I could see the gallery going wild.
"What the, the post regeneration speed is incredible?"
The first thing that surprised me was the number of users.
Not hundreds or thousands, but a figure like the population of a continent.
Along with the immense rate of posts, there were various bait posts.
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Jjupak oppa, thank you so much for coming!.jpg
"Oh?"
Drawn in by a refreshing-looking post, I clicked on it without realizing.
What appeared was a photo of a beautiful Elf… but instead, it was a daringly exposed female Dwarf.
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Ah!!! Shit!!! Fast!!!
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If I become corrupted by Magic Beasts, I'll kill you first.
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Such a bait post, are you a Magic Beast, you son of a bitch?
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(Poster) Elf giving a thumbs-up emoji.
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The average of beastmen pretending to be humans pretending to be Elves.
"Ah."
Is this the Otherworld Tactical Nuke?
I was so shocked that I couldn't help but reach for the ban button.
[Suspension: 100 days]
[Reason for Suspension: Live a decent life.]
[30 points acquired!]
At the same time, a question arose.
"Are there only humans here?"
Naturally, the gallery's main page clearly stated 'Otherworld Destruction Gallery'.
Based on some of the recommended posts, Elves, Dwarves, beastmen, and even Magic Beasts like Goblins and Wyverns existed.
The majority of recommended posts were by Elves posting their daring selfies.
"If you get recommended posts for this kind of thing, the diversity of recommended posts disappears, tsk tsk."
I saved the image while muttering nonsense.
What followed was the points I gained from punishing the disgusting image poster a moment ago.
[You can purchase and sell various items using points.]
[New abilities have been unlocked!]
[Jjupak's Abilities]
Gallery Management
Jjupak's Marketplace (new!)
Jjupak's Shop (new!)
"Oh?"
Two new abilities were unlocked at once.
As if possessed, I entered the shop.
What greeted me were categories and items reminiscent of online shopping.
[Category]
Food/Daily Necessities/Weapons/Clothing…
[Category - Food]
[Tuna Can] - 1 point
[Vegetable Tuna Can] - 1 point
[Spicy Tuna Can] - 2 points
[Water 250ml] - 1 point
Just in case, I bought about ten bottles of water.
[Purchase complete! 30 → 20]
[Item has been delivered.]
Thump!
Along with that, a box of bottled water appeared in the corner of the storage.
"Wow… Legend of legends."
I opened a bottle of water and drank it.
It was even refreshingly cold, to the bone!
As I gulped down the cold water, my frozen thoughts began to connect.
'If I register this on the marketplace?'
[Welcome to Jjupak's Marketplace.]
[Here, you can register your items and sell them at your desired price.]
[What would you like to register?]
"I'll save two as spares and sell the rest."
Ten points was a shame, but considering I got 30 for dealing with a trash post, it wasn't bad.
Title: Magic Beasts have attacked my region too.
(Image of a Magic Beast drowning in a well)
Can't answer questions because I have no drinking water.
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So pathetic.
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I really want to give you some water.
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(Poster) Really? Please share just a little.
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Lol; But I haven't been able to drink for days either.
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(Poster) Shit…
Moreover, most of the posters seemed to have problems securing drinking water.
[The minimum price is 1 Mana Dango.]
[Mana Dango is the basic currency used in this world.]
[Mana Dango = 1,000 Won]
"They'll sell out in a few hours, right?"
Just in case, I registered 8 bottles of water, and…
[Sold Out.]
They were sold out the moment I registered them.
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One day in the idle and desperate Otherworld Destruction Gallery.
An unfamiliar system suddenly appeared.
[Jjupak's Marketplace has been opened.]
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??? What is this?
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The name is really lame.
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Huh? They're selling water here?
Naturally, the gallery members' attention was drawn, and when a few of them clicked on the marketplace, there was water.
And it was really clear water.
It was suspicious that it was contained in a transparent material I had never seen before, but those who were desperately short of water bought it as if possessed.
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!!!!! How can the water be so clear?
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This smooth, non-rigid container is legendary.
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Thank you so much, thank you so much.
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No, let me drink some too!!
It caused a massive syndrome across the ruined continent of this otherworld.