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“What happens when a chicken flies in the sky? LOL”

Someone’s house is totally wrecked

Dad is facing off against a Harpy in the living room

If you see this, just go away

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– LOL

– This gif is so dynamic, it’s hilarious!

– Who won?

Author: Dad man 1 vs Harpy 0

Author: A new featherbrain showed up, so we need a rematch!

– LOL

A flying monster appeared.

“That’s a foul.”

A bird monster with a feminine face and a body, it was a Harpy.

Naturally, the monster tower operations were temporarily halted, and countermeasures against the Harpy were initiated.

Fortunately, Harpies aren’t that strong of monsters.

“Don’t you want to call me the ‘Perfect Marksman’?”

A gif of an arrow piercing directly through the center of a Harpy’s chest

The reason I did that was I instantly killed an unsuspecting Harpy…

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– Ah… of course, ‘Elf’

– Hey, “Kellierhton Granny’s staff thief!”

– Wow, you took it down in one hit?

Author: Yeah yeah, they’re super weak.

Its reaction speed and defense are low.

Especially the parts that resemble humans are really weak like a human, easy to break and injure.

Thanks to this, when I came down to rest, I could easily finish the hunt if I went after them.

– Can this be used as chicken substitute?

– I’m drooling, LOL

– The body is human, though?

– But the limbs are chicken, right?

Thanks to this, the Gallery, obsessed with chicken, headed out for Harpy hunting.

Thus began the craze for Harpy hunting.

“Oh LOL”

A Harpy only throwing feathers in the air

A gif of a Harpy flying away at the slightest approach

A video of a Harpy laughing mockingly

“Why won’t this damn monster come down? I’ll chase you for life! The moment you touch the ground, you’re getting fried and sauced!”

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– I’ve never heard a Harpy laugh before.

– LOL, this laugh is absolutely hilarious!

– Yeah, but how much mana pills does it drop?

It didn’t open.

It took way too long to catch one.

Plus, the mana pill drop rates weren’t great.

“Seriously? Only 10 mana pills?”

Successfully hunting a small entity would yield only 8 to 13 mana pills.

Its income was goblins, but the hunting difficulty was high.

It was a monster that gave nothing compared to the effort invested.

“But I can’t just leave them alone.”

Harpies gather in groups to block paths or fly above cities, looking for opportunities.

Harpies are like a nuisance.

You can’t ignore them, but facing them is also a loss.

Above all, Adrian had no power to solve this.

In the midst of reshuffling the upper heads and restructuring the palace, there was no time to worry about Harpies.

– Emperor, get to work!!!!

– Who’s going to catch those?

– It is chicken meat, but… I’d rather buy than hunt it.

– If it weren’t for that weird hairy female monster vibe, no one would catch them, seriously.

– ?

– How does that gallery know?

The more you catch, the more you lose with that monster.

Ultimately, there was no choice but to take special measures.

A way to wonderfully reduce the population of this troublesome pest.

[1 serving of mild sauce for fried chicken – 10kg] – 30 points

[Notice: Sauces for fried chicken available]

Author: Head of the Gallery*

Picture of a Harpy screaming menacingly

If you catch a Harpy, you get fried chicken sauce, for real!

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– !!!

– Fried chicken? Fried chicken… fried chicken!!!

– Actually, I like Harpies, for real.

– Harpy hunting party / Looking for 3 members from Kellierhton @@

Sauce support began.

* If you catch a Harpy, you get fried chicken sauce.

And it didn’t even cost much.

A whopping 10kg for only 30 points.

“Are meats and salt provided by ancestors?”

The problem was the lack of pickling and meat.

Buying sauce without meat would just reduce the quantity of those damn chickens unnecessarily.

“This is why we didn’t sell until now…”

But now things had changed.

“I’m going to catch those Harpies!”

Harpies…

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– The words are a bit contradictory, aren’t they?

– Synonym repetition

– I buy Harpy meat

Author: Not selling, need to make chicken.

Due to the sauce support, the demand for Harpy hunting increased.

No? It didn’t just increase; it skyrocketed.

“Hey, don’t put drugs in the stray cat’s food!”

Representative image of an Elf

I’m an Elf, but I almost died, geez!

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– Of course, the stray cat food thief is an Elf.

– Sigh, that’s what you expect from Elves.

– I mean, should putting weird noises with Elf gifs make someone an Elf?

– I was trying to make it a Harpy’s food using rat poison.

– No, it was originally prepared and packed for hunting, so why…

Author: (Tastes good! Elf Con)

– Elves don’t eat that stuff!

– Huh!!!

They were even worried about the Harpy population, to the point of keeping each other in check.

“Honestly, it is just one trick for chicken.”

With just chicken being its sole advantage, it was an unusual case of supply surplus.

If one took up hunting other monsters as a main job, they would earn much more money.

But despite that, the craze for Harpy hunting began for one reason.

– It’s delicious, right?

– For real, what’s the point of earning money?

– I’m earning to eat chicken!

– Huh?

– Money for chicken! Money for chicken! Money for chicken! Money for chicken!

They earn money just to enjoy chicken.

– But how do we pickle it?

– Just use salt and you’re good.

– How do you have salt?

– ?

The issue was salt.

What you need to make chicken is precisely pickling.

People busy just surviving in a doomed medieval era wouldn’t have salt.

[Edible Sea Salt 20kg] – 11 points

“But shops have it.”

Salt? Of course, shops sell it.

With a variety of prices and types available.

And when it’s blocked like this, I usually sell items in between, but…

This time, I didn’t put it on the marketplace.

– Ugh… the mining industry lately…

– Jewels are unavoidable.

– It’s a brother’s business, can’t we consider it reasonable?

Right on cue, there were Dwarves.

*

One of the major incomes for the Dwarves was the jewelry business.

Of course, that had also disastrously collapsed.

“Hey, how pretty is this, huh humans?”

Author: Malang

A fancy stone given by the Head of the Gallery

A fake ruby in the shape of a heart

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– Wow, that’s so beautiful!

– Wow, wow… seriously a work of art!

– Hey, where can I get it?

Author: It’s something the Head of the Gallery gave ^^ It’s not in this world.

– Whoa!

“Oh, so it was my fault.”

The Gold Dragon, having given Malang a toy jewel, unexpectedly gained unexpected fame.

A mere few-pointer fake gem overshadowed the real gems in rarity.

People with no money wouldn’t even think about buying, while those with money dreamed of fancy stones.

“I didn’t mean it, but oh well…”

So I was trying to help out in another way, and fortunately, rock salt was around.

Worldwide, most salt is harvested from mines rather than the sea.

Head of the Gallery*: “Yo!”

Taldain: “Oh brother, what is it?”

I contacted Taldain, the King of Dwarves.

Head of the Gallery*: “You’re not selling your own salt?”

Head of the Gallery*: “Make some profit for yourselves.”

Dwarves had a huge pile of unsold rock salt.

The market was already saturated with my modern salt that matched in quality and price.

Still, I had a lot of points and mana pills.

No, way too many.

So much so, I was even considering building another bunker, and I didn’t need to sell salt.

“For me, it’s just one of many profits.”

Besides, the Dwarves had generously gifted me fine swords.

Thanks to that, didn’t my bunker’s air purifier fulfill its role?

Taldain: “Brother, I presume you understand the meaning?”

Taldain: “Are you really willing to give us the market without any thanks?”

The problem was the Dwarves had a clear line between public and private.

Taldain, who held the title of the Dwarves’ king, asked questions about such unprompted goodwill.

Head of the Gallery*: “I mean, I kind of took over the jewelry business.”

So I tried to come up with a reason.

Taldain: “Why do you express that as ‘took over’?”

Taldain: “It’s all thanks to the excellence of a brother; we weren’t robbed.”

“No, I’m not suggesting keeping it.”

If they were an Elf or human, they might have begged from the start without speaking.

The Dwarves showed no concern even if one of their main businesses flew away.

“Hmm…”

But I genuinely didn’t need the salt business.

Instead, giving it to the Dwarves would enhance our interspecies trade and become self-sufficient, which would benefit me.

“What should I say to get them to accept?”

However, Dwarves maintained their pride, even if they were starving.

This race was one that would preserve their dignity as Dwarves, even if they died tomorrow.

While I was pondering for a moment, a term popped into my head.

“Oh right. Brother’s Shield.”

Unlike other races calling me Head of the Gallery, Dwarves called me Brother.

Head of the Gallery*: “We are brothers, after all.”

Head of the Gallery*: “Sharing and helping, that’s the deal, right?”

So after using the brotherly reason,

Taldain: “Cough…”

Head of the Gallery*: “?”

Suddenly, Taldain started crying.

“No way, these muscular Dwarves?”

Didn’t they seem like they’d love battles, even if stabbed with a sword?

Just when I was taken aback, Taldain spoke slowly.

Taldain: “To have someone think of us so highly, even though we haven’t met once…”

Taldain: “No one has been as kind to Dwarves as a brother has been before…”

Head of the Gallery*: “No, that’s not it.”

Taldain: “Indeed, it’s unreasonable to simply refuse a brother’s goodwill.”

Taldain: “I promise as a king. We Dwarves will never forget our brother’s help!”

In an unexpected turn of events, I managed to secure a promise from the Dwarves.

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– Tips on how to enjoy delicious Harpy chicken… jpg

– Calculating the profit margin of the monster tower Head of the Gallery built

– My world became bright again…

After turning Harpies into chicken.

Fortunately, the monster tower successfully resumed operations.

This was the first time it succeeded in generating profits without damage from a rift.

Dragon Dragon X: “You’re amazing as always 🙂 So will you be building more of those monster towers from now on?”

A factory producing food and mana pills practically unlimited.

But I shook my head in response to Felici’s question.

“That’s impossible.”

The monster tower in this instance was unique.

Normally, rifts were just nuisances.

At first, the numbers were low, but now they appeared as indiscriminately as tripping over something on the road.

“Even if we could set up a monster tower for bigger rifts, small rifts are the problem.”

Rifts are everywhere.

In outer regions, rural towns, underground, and even lakes.

The real problem is that they’re impossible to destroy.

Or, “impossible” is how the gallery usually perceived them.

However, now that the numbers were growing exponentially, it seemed normalization was necessary.

Head of the Gallery*: “No”

Head of the Gallery*: “It’s about time to do something.”

Dragon Dragon X: “Huh? What do you mean?”

“What do you think it means?”

Oversupply of rifts.

Risks of waves, the increasing monsters too.

Head of the Gallery*: “It’s time to start a rift demolition movement.”

Rifts were no longer beneficial entities.

Especially for the small to medium-sized rifts that couldn’t even produce usable content for the monster tower had become social issues.

“We’ve been taking advantage of this for too long.”

Rifts don’t break easily?

We’ll just have to try.

“This should work.”

I slowly opened the shop and bought a large quantity of the items I had considered.

 

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