Overwhelming Change (3)

Exactly ten minutes later, the Metropolitan Area Survivor Gallery—which had achieved grand unification through thirst traps and tasteful nudes—began flipping upside down with a whole new dimension of madness.

“This is hilarious. For real.”

I never expected her to actually post something like this. I’d had my doubts, but still.

“Well, it’s not like she did anything that terrible.”

She calls herself a guild leader, so you can tell her pride is no joke. Seeing someone like that post nudes is honestly refreshing.

“Of course I wasn’t aiming for this.”

I really didn’t think she’d go this far. Still, seeing this level of effort, it only feels right to give her at least some credit.

“Hmm. But I’m not going to.”

She still hasn’t earned that much trust yet.

KRAAAAAAAGH!!

Wait… but why does this grandpa have such a good body…?

I had sensed something familiar about the post, but…

“Grandpa… this shit’s fire…”

This guy definitely isn’t radiation. Let’s invite him.

Wow, it’s been so long since the gallery’s been this fun;;

It looked like the people were secretly enjoying it too.

“Heh.”

Same here. And from the beginning, any posts that truly crossed the line were mercilessly banned by the administrator. Since I had no intention of inviting the truly weird users either, I was able to finish the invitations smoothly.

“Okay, that’s it for now.”

I typed up the announcement with surgical precision.

“Sorry about that, guys.”

I hope the two of you build up more favorability next time and try again.

After that, the gallery was flooded with posts about receiving invitations.

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“Fuck, we’re done!”

Of course, I didn’t only invite women. I made sure to evenly invite the impressive older brothers with great physiques too.

“Good is good.”

And if all these attractive, physically gifted awakened people keep posting like this to connect with each other, wouldn’t that make the world a much better place to live?

“Theoretically, it’s perfect.”

“Yeah, yeah, it’s understandable to think that way.”

In the beginning, I didn’t have many mana stones, so even though I wanted to invite more people, I couldn’t.

With that, the gallery finally fell quiet.

Alright… time to get ready…

Everyone already knew what was coming next.

It was the shop opening.

The gallery was in a state of total anarchy: 3 seconds ago

The moment the users fell into the deadly dilemma of quality versus quantity and began agonizing over their choices, I also pressed the button to open the shop.

At the same time, bells began ringing all across the gallery.

But I resolutely turned my eyes away from the gallery.

Whatever choice they made right now had nothing to do with me.

What caught my eye instead was one thing.

“F… fuck…”

My gaze was already fixed on the blueprint lying in the darkness deeper inside the mart.

[Living/Camping Section]

A beautiful cast-iron grill. A gas burner flickering before my eyes.

That’s right. Increasing the member count and registering a huge amount of stock—everything had been for this one reason.

“Meat… grilled meat…! New tile ownership… dopamine…!!”

Finally, I could perfectly grill that grade-A Korean beef.

Along with the flood of delivery alerts that poured in.

Along with the overwhelmingly pouring alerts, the mana stones I held.

I had held back for far too long.

I had so many piled up.

“After hardship comes happiness, they say.”

Without hesitation, I claimed the new tile.

Meanwhile.

Administrator ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Baek Eun-wol was quietly smiling as she watched the endless stream of successful payment verification posts.

Thanks to the primal posts she had officially permitted, a truly massive number of survivors had been invited and succeeded in purchasing food.

As Baek Eun-wol looked at those desperate yet ecstatic posts with tired eyes, a quiet sense of pride swelled in her chest.

‘I’m so glad… Because of my decision, even more people were able to be saved.’

All this glory was surely thanks to her own insight that had seen through the System perfectly.

But that pride soon stretched into a secret curiosity and strange longing.

‘If the System truly has a physical form and is a transcendent being who willingly accepts even these worldly desires…’

As the administrator who assists him most closely, shouldn’t I also set an example or try to enter his heart more deeply?

It was a slightly personal and honest curiosity, different from blind faith.

‘Then… maybe I should…’

Eun-wol’s gaze carefully drifted down below her black crop top.

‘If I… posted a photo like this… could I win his favor?’

Would he send me food again like last time, or show me some sign of closeness?

But if I were to show him, I didn’t want it on the gallery where everyone could see.

I wanted to show only him, and him alone.

If he truly has a physical form, then someday he might descend in person and we could meet.

‘A meeting… a primal meeting… with the transcendent System who grants miracles…?’

If I were to meet him alone, then in accordance with his great will that encourages these primal desires—

“I too… with a pure heart and a pure body…”

The moment Baek Eun-wol stood in front of the mirror, lifted her own clothes, and slightly revealed her collarbone—

“...!!”

Her cheeks, usually devoid of even the slightest flaw, flushed bright red like a tomato about to burst.

“W-what am I even thinking…”

Trapped in her own shameless delusion, Eun-wol clutched her burning cheeks with both hands and muttered.

“Ugh… I’m such an idiot…”

The absolute hunter Baek Eun-wol, who wouldn’t even blink on a blood-soaked battlefield.

"..."

Right now she was clutching the collar of her outer garment tighter than anyone, her face the reddest it had ever been.