Chapter 35
Chapter 35
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: The World Tree Goes on a Rampage
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The World Tree has regained its power.
- Finally!!!
- Elad survived too!
Cheers from the elves in the Gallery.
And the World Tree, having recovered its strength and buoyed by the elves' expectations, first became...
A Gallery drifter nick: 137.7.32.
- ?
- What
- Elad, oh my god
A drifter nick refers to someone who enters the Gallery anonymously without a fixed nickname.
Since most people stick to fixed nicks, it had been a while since one like this showed up.
"It's even a troll, no less."
137.7.32, presumed to be the World Tree, threw a tactical nuke right after entering the Gallery.
- 137.7.32) (Image of a luscious fruit hanging temptingly)
- Kyaa!
- As expected of the World Tree!
- What delicious-looking fruit!
- 137.7.32) (Image of branches smashing it)
- 137.7.32) (Image of fruit falling from branches and getting crushed on the ground)
- Elkkkkyaaah!
- Wh-what why?
- Hwehhek!!
(Image of a person savagely tearing into meat)
(Image of dew being hurled to the ground and shattered)
(Image of pesticide being sprayed on a fairy, killing it)
- St-stop it!!
- World Tree, why would you do this to us...!
- You're not even an elf!!
- No, this is a nightmare...
It even threw an elf-exclusive tactical nuke.
I narrowed my eyes as I watched the World Tree's comments and images.
"...Is this what they call trolling?"
Of course, I couldn't understand it myself.
But while you could call it trolling if the majority of the Gallery hated it, that wasn't the case here.
- To think the elves hate it this much...
- I'm supporting the World Tree starting today
- Damn it, World Tree, I like you!
- I thought it was just a useless tree, but I was wrong. What a magnificent tree.
With the majority non-elf races—humans and dwarves—cheering it on, the situation was ambiguous.
So banning it felt off, and I left a reply to mediate moderately.
- 137.7.32) (World Tree kon shouting "Good job!")
ㄴ Judak☆) Cut it out, sir.
ㄴ 137.7.32) (World Tree kon startled)
ㄴ 137.7.32) (World Tree kon with a bright smile full of laughter)
ㄴ 137.7.32) (World Tree thumbs-up kon) (This is acknowledged by the World Tree kon) (World Tree hugging a heart kon)
"Can't it speak?"
It couldn't type chats but substituted with emoticons from who-knows-where, covering every language.
The image of a girl with green braided hair was particularly striking.
"Middle schooler? No, high schooler maybe?"
Not too young, but not fully mature either.
Just the look of someone right in the throes of puberty.
But even after I stepped in to mediate, it didn't quiet down—instead, wasn't it trying to get chummy?
And with Gallery admin Judak, no less.
- 137.7.32) (Heeeng World Tree kon)
- 137.7.32) (Obsession on World Tree kon)
- 137.7.32) (Hug me World Tree kon)
ㄴ Soon-to-Die Vampire★) Don't cross the line. Banned.
ㄴ 137.7.32) (ㅗ ㅠㅠ ㅗ lol kon)
"This is straight-up real trolling now."
What is trolling?
Chumminess, hatebait images, spam posts, aggro—these were prime examples.
Especially chumminess, which could be the most dangerous.
The whole community could turn into their private group chat.
And this World Tree tried it on me, Judak.
"Unselfaware trolling...!"
The pure breed of troll I'd only heard legends about.
- PureElf★) Um... World Tree, even so, this is a bit much...
ㄴ 137.7.32) (Yeah~ Can't hear you daughter kon)
- PureElf★) ?!
- Soon-to-Die Vampire★) Don't get cocky. You wanna see me mad?
ㄴ 137.7.32) (Woof! Woof! World Tree kon)
- Soon-to-Die Vampire★) ...
It even naturally bantered back at the mods trying to intervene.
[Ban Duration: 7 days]
[Reason: Species-specific hatebait trolling, repeated chumminess attempts, spam posts, spam images, frequent clashes with admin, ignoring multiple warnings]
I had no choice but to drop the hammer briefly on this legendary troll.
"It'll cool off after a bit."
I get it.
If I were in its shoes, regaining freedom after days of pent-up frustration.
And succeeding in revenge on top—my brain would be pickled in dopamine.
But it seemed I'd underestimated the World Tree.
Title: Judak! Judak!! Judaaaak!!!
Author: EladModelCitizen
(Image of World Tree threatening with Soju)
(Image of vines wrapping around body, immobilizing it)
(Image of elf trembling and covered in tears)
U, uu... Y-yes, I'll live nicely from now on...!
No more trolling, I'll li-listen well...!
The World Tree said to please pass that on and lift the ban...!
Sob, huuuk... Please spare me!!!
- Wh-what is this
- Getting kidnapped and threatened by the World Tree right now?
- Lol, try banning it
ㄴ Fr, megaphones are littered everywhere nearby lololol
- Look at that elf shaking like a leaf
ㄴ Sigh, feels so refreshing lol
ㄴ Look at the shattered Soju, it's breaking the elf's spirit lol
It grabbed a passing elf nearby and made them write the post instead.
This was a first, leaving me speechless.
*
Thankfully, the World Tree's trolling didn't last long.
- Judak☆) You gotta keep your promise now?
- 137.7.32) (World Tree kon offering pinky swear)
Once I lifted the ban, it released the elf it had been using as a megaphone and returned to a docile state.
And not only that—it resolved the original issue that caused all this mess.
Namely, normalizing the Pet Lava rift.
Title: No More Headaches!.jpg
(Image of World Tree extending branches into the rift)
(Image of vines wrapping around the rift area)
Thanks to the World Tree, my head doesn't hurt anymore!
The wilting forest has come back to life!
The elves had now completely avoided all rift-related damage, thanks to the World Tree.
It successfully resolved the headaches and food shortages they'd suffered while the World Tree was weakened.
Of course, the problem had started with the elves' own trolling in the first place...
- So damn jealous
- Why can't my houseplant do that?
ㄴ Lol humans didn't put in the devotion like we did?
ㄴ Exactly. What do you expect without sincerity?
ㄴ ? Sincerity?
ㄴ 137.7.32) (Smashed it dead World Tree kon)
ㄴ Hieeek
ㄴ Heeeek sorry
ㄴ Elves normalized instantly lol
"Guess that's settled for now?"
The rift issue was wrapped up.
Humans handled it with Tylenol.
Dwarves with 96-proof Spirits liquor.
Elves via World Tree normalization.
Sure, the rifts might seem minor.
But terraforming always starts from the smallest things, step by step.
"Isekai must be protected at all costs."
If Isekai lives, so do I.
Survival was always paramount, so thorough preparation was key.
Just as I was focusing on what we'd solved and feeling satisfied, the elves were in an uproar.
- So you're coming to Elad now, right Judak?
- The World Tree only listens to Judak...
- Judak to Elad!
The World Tree no longer bestowed its gifts indiscriminately like before.
It wouldn't even hand over a single fruit to the elves anymore, which led to another problem.
"So now they'd have to farm themselves."
But elves don't know how to farm.
They'd always just taken food, so some didn't even know basic cooking.
Since the World Tree listened to me well, though, the mood suddenly shifted to me heading to Elad.
- You don't even have a house anyway, right Judak?
- Better than trusting bunny beastkin, don't you think?
- We'll build you a spacious private room in the kingdom!
- We could even create a Divine Tree Manager title...
But my response to that was singular.
- Judak☆) Why would I
No way in hell.
Am I crazy enough to go to Elad?
Sure, I didn't plan to stay in the rabbit hole forever either, but Elad sure as hell wasn't Plan B.
"A sturdier underground bunker, maybe..."
I still had tons of my stuff in the warehouse since I'd been fleeing assassins.
I planned to head home once the ticket was repaired.
"Lord Judak, preparations are complete. Myo."
"You finally finished it?"
"Yes. Here..."
[Rabbit Hole Exit Ticket]
A gleaming golden ticket—Myran finally handed me the completed version.
The ticket was covered in illustrations of a bawling rabbit and tons of warning notices.
*Caution! No take-backs once used.
You might not return to your desired location.
Only heartless people can tear it.
Did the rabbitfolk who made this write that?
"If I use this..."
"You can return to the place Lord Judak remembers. Ignore the warnings. Myo."
"Alright, thanks for everything up till now."
The Rabbit Hole had been my perfect hideout.
It never leaked any info that could identify me to the Gallery and treated me kindly.
Even with kidnappings and ambushes flying at me ten times a day, Myran blocked them all.
"...Still kinda sad to go."
"Is that so?"
"It's safe here, and Myran handles everything anyway?"
I seriously pondered staying longer.
I'd have to fend for myself back home anyway.
That's when it happened.
Lick.
"Haa, Lord Judaaak..."
A chilling whisper in my ear, as bunny whiskers tickled my nose bridge.
I jolted up in shock, but pale white hands from behind the bars pinned me down.
"Myran, help!"
"Such!"
Her strength was insane—my body wouldn't budge.
Glancing sideways with wide eyes, a bunny beastkin was right there at arm's reach.
A perfect furry blend of human and rabbit.
"Sorry, but... I can't hold back anymore."
A creepy voice as lips approached.
I tore the ticket at cheek-slapping speed.
"Huh."
Rough stone floor.
Two-story wooden buildings like something out of a European tourist spot.
"I'm back."
I found myself right in front of the basement warehouse of the restaurant where I'd first been summoned.
*
Safety first.
No doubt about that.
In the end, even the rabbitfolk weren't a safe haven for me.
"Where's Shorty?"
Thankfully, no sign of Shorty on the Kelton Kingdom capital streets.
I ducked into the basement warehouse quick before anyone spotted me, and soon saw the half-destroyed entrance.
Dead assassins, stench, and my trashed sweet home...
I roughly boarded up the entrance.
Humm. Hummm.
"Good, you're still here."
Thankfully, my sleep light, the dwarves' master swords, and daytime light Adrian holy sword greeted me inside.
The swords had neatly taken out all the lingering remnants in my stead.
No items leaked from the warehouse thanks to that, but...
"This setup feels too shaky."
I desperately felt the need for a protective shield around me.
Not just one layer, but double or triple would be ideal.
In that sense, this ruined Kelton Kingdom capital wasn't suitable.
"Should I move somewhere else first?"
Easier said than done—no courage for it.
I'd have to relocate without giving away my position and handle sudden assassinations.
No clue on good spots without proper roads.
But such worries didn't last long.
Title: Seeking Investors.
Author: Lloyd
Adrian is done for.
So after the Fredrick execution mad movie, I'm planning to build a new nation in the Kelton Kingdom.
Taking investments of any kind.
If the nation succeeds, I promise to repay the investing Gallery users.
Much obliged.
"Ooh?"
Just then, a perfect post for me popped up.