episode_0018

Low-grade potion. However, as it was produced at the Tower of Magic, the effects of this item were exceptional, and in an instant, it was distributed to 1000 people. Those who had previously believed that it was impossible to exchange items or exert influence on others through the community function were astonished and cheered.

ㅇㅇ – Who’s the admin? Is this really a potion?

ㅇㅇ – Wow, I’ve certified the potion too.jpg

ㅇㅇ – What’s this? I’m an alchemist, and while this is a low-grade potion, its efficiency is remarkable. Seems like it must have been purchased at quite a high price.

ㅇㅇ – Admin, this isn’t a joke. No matter what, casually sprinkling a thousand potions? Did this guy win the lottery or something?

The responses on the bulletin board were mostly favorable. Those who received the potion praised me, thinking that they might receive another stroke of luck, and even those who didn’t receive it realized that they could supply items or materials to me.

holly trust – My prayers have reached the heavens. Admin, we should praise you.

The bulletin board atmosphere was almost frenzied. Seeing this, it seemed that the transmission function was working properly. Even Choi Ye-bin, who was in another room, came to me and spoke.

“Admin, I also received a potion.”

As Choi Ye-bin (killer) commented within the first 1000, I sent it to him as well. Whether it’s the same novel or a different one, the transmission function operates normally. It even works for bulk transmission to nearly 1000 people.

The utility of this function was tremendous. Among the countless novel transmigrators, I alone became the only existence capable of influencing all worlds.

ㅇㅇ – Admin, please just look at this once.

Main text: I’m dying right now, could you send a few more potions? I’ll definitely repay you.

ㅇㅇ – Admin, we’re running out of feed.

Main text: Don’t you have anything other than a low-grade potion? If possible, please give me something like delicious food or a gaming console.

ㅇㅇ – Woof woof! Woof woof! Woof woof!

Main text: A post roughly begging the admin for more feed.

The item I sent to my community friends was just a potion, but they realized something. The administrator can send war weapons or similar items if they want. At the same time, it means that the person has a certain amount of wealth.

If someone sends 1000 potions just for a simple test, it would have been impossible without considerable wealth. However, as always, those who covet power are bound to appear.

“ㅇㅇ – This guy is just trying to provoke the administrator. Lucky him, he’s making a fuss over one new feature.”

I initially tried to overlook the post and move on, thinking it would just be some insults, but there was a lewd comment about my mother or father in the main text, so I retaliated.

As soon as I saw the post, I took a screenshot and uploaded it.

Administrator – Please attack as you wish. Otherwise, there won’t be another material event.

Main text: (screenshot of an anonymous user insulting the administrator)

Instantly, comments started pouring in like crazy on my provocative post written by an anonymous user.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Damn, is this guy out of his mind? Do you want to die? What novel did you possess? I’ll come find you and kill you.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – If the material disappears, it’s because of you. You’re just causing trouble. Die. Die. Die.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Ugh… I really don’t understand why these kinds of people live.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Do you think you look cool as the administrator? Provoking is all you, you idiot.

Amazing firepower. Users on the board quickly gathered and began a group lynching. Feeling proud, I posted one more message.

Administrator – Administrator happiness ㅇㅅㅇ

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Oh, look at the cute emoticon the administrator used

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – When will the next material be provided, Administrator-nim? I’d prefer something edible this time…

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Can’t you give us potions again next time? The effect is just too outstanding.

Some continued to follow me, begging for materials. Occasionally, there were those asking for different items they needed, but mostly, many suggested sending the same potion they received once more.

Well, for those who have transmigrated into novels facing destruction, an efficient potion is a life-saving item. While conventional lower-grade potions served the purpose of treating minor injuries and wounds, the items I had my tower disciples create were different in their effectiveness.

The Tower is a place only accessible to the greatest sorcerers. Even if they used materials required for crafting lower-grade potions, the effects surpassed that level. While it couldn’t reattach severed limbs, it was sufficient to restore them to their original state if they hadn’t been completely mangled.

“Oh, come to think of it, it has that effect too.”

The potion also possesses detoxification capabilities. As this is one of the magical effects, its versatility exceeded that of typical antidotes since it wasn’t limited to specific poisons. For most reasonable toxins, it could provide detoxification, demonstrating remarkable efficiency depending on the user.

In fact, there were several individuals who owed their lives to me.

ㅇㅇ – What’s with this administrator potion?

Original: It’s labeled as a lower-grade potion, but the effect isn’t low-grade. I almost died in battle just now, but I survived after taking this.

In the community of the novel’s demise, naturally, speculation about my identity began.

ㅇㅇ – Is the administrator really a grand sorcerer or something? Is it reasonable to send such a massive amount of potion at will? The quality is excellent, too.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – Seriously? Don’t overstep even if that’s the case. Check their previous posts again.

ㄴ Author – There are many crazy people among geniuses, you know.

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – They should be crazy within reason. Check their previous posts. If someone like that is a grand sorcerer, I’ll just bite my tongue and die.

ㄴ Author – Or maybe they just had good luck when transmigrating, meeting great parents?

ㄴ ㅇㅇ – That’s more realistic. To me, they seem like a well-off unemployed person.

Seeing these people making a fuss in the community put my mind at ease. They were fanning the flames using me as bait in the gallery.

I created this tremendous firepower and vitality, which gave me a tremendous sense of satisfaction. Looking at my happy expression, Choi Ye-bin, who was next to me, spoke.

“You seem happy.”

“Of course. Our friends are praising me, you know.”

“Is it good to receive attention?”

“Naturally. Even if I don’t know how I’ll appear in reality, I’m an attention seeker. I like it when others praise and support me.”

Then I added one more thing.

“Even in reality, when people praise me, they only use the word ‘mass murderer.’ If I hear such unwarranted praise, it messes with my mind.”

The mastermind who led the victory in the war with mass slaughter magic, Macduras, was like dynamite, a missile, or a nuclear weapon to people.

No one could maintain a nonchalant relationship with such a being. Anyone who saw him trembled in fear. How many people in reality could insult me? Could anyone call me an attention seeker or a lunatic? Definitely not.

But it was different in the online community. The nonchalant relationship continued, and I enjoyed interacting with them. Sometimes I didn’t like being cursed at and would retaliate, but that too was affection.

“When I look at the community, I realize I’m just an ordinary person like these people. It makes me happy.”

Seeing my bitter expression, Choi Ye-bin awkwardly raised her hand and said,

“A… Admin! We should praise the admin! The great admin!”

“…?”

As I looked at Choi Ye-bin with a bewildered face, she blushed and shouted,

“You said you like ordinary praise… So I tried to follow what people do in the gallery.”

“No matter what, using online community language in real life is a bit…”

“I understand. I… I won’t do it again.”

“I’m just kidding. It felt good.”

“Are you lying?”

“Well, you’ll know when you see me, won’t you? See if I’m lying.”

After a moment, Choi Ye-bin nodded.

“I’m glad you seem happy.”

“Sure. I’m glad. You’ve seen it too, but my word at the Tower is absolute. If I say to criticize, they criticize; if I say to die, they probably die. Can you form a proper relationship with people like that? Absolutely not. What I need is an ordinary person, an ordinary friend, like you.”

“Why are you talking about it so casually?”

And Choi Ye-bin spoke quietly.

“People are embarrassed.”

I looked at the embarrassed Choi Ye-bin and smirked.

Thank goodness. If Choi Ye-bin hadn’t possessed this novel, I wouldn’t have met her. Also, the transmission function wouldn’t have been activated.

“At this point, I have to admit it. The administrator function grows. The method of growth is simple. It seems that if I warp into another novel and endure random penalties for 24 hours, a new ability is granted.

The hypothesis could be wrong. However, at least I believe these functions are absolutely necessary for me.

Thanks to the warp function, I was able to make friends, and thanks to the transmission function, I could receive the sincere attention I longed for in the extinction gallery.

So what will the next function be?

Perhaps I’ll know soon. After all, I received a reply to the message I sent to holly trust before.

holly trust – Really… You’re coming into our novel? Are you…are you going to help us…?”

Administrator – Yes

With a brief word, I asked Choi Ye-bin,

“This time, I’m going to see holly trust. Will you help me? It seems like only I get the penalty.”

“Well…since there’s nothing else to do, I’ll help you.”

As soon as Choi Ye-bin replied,

A message appeared indicating that my warp request to holly trust had been accepted. I immediately grabbed the elixir box next to me and crouched down.

Our bodies were enveloped in a bright light, and then darkness quickly followed.

Thud!

The warp ended in an instant. I landed on the ground, hitting my bottom, while Choi Ye-bin landed gracefully.

When I arrived there, I couldn’t say anything.

…”

Choi Ye-bin also maintained a static presence in the narrow room. A girl sharing the same space as us. Despite the absence of one arm, one leg, and even one eye, she, a remarkably beautiful saint, greeted us with a smile. “Are you… are you the administrator…?” Looking at the girl who could barely walk, I recalled holly trust’s post once again. I regretted my mistake in labeling her as a concept fanatic. Holly trust, she was living in hell.