Chapter 4: A Mysterious Visitor

The first thing I did after getting manager privileges in the Wall of Doom gallery was not something else. First, I blocked all the guys with weird identification codes.

“Block them all. Where do you anomaly bastards think you’re crawling into.”

There was even a ‘Block All Suspicious IPs’ function added, and when I clicked it, all the anomalies and strange phenomena that were eating away at the Wall of Doom gallery were banished.

With a single click, I completely exterminated the anomalies that had infiltrated the gallery without having to look at any gore images. Isn’t this what absolute power is all about?

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[What? The mod is back?]
[What’s with the gallery normalization (2)]
[I will now begin praising the head mod (12)]
[Praise him, the great head mod]
[Wow, first time seeing all the refluxers disappear at once (1)]
[How long will this head mod last… (1)]
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The reaction was explosive. People who wanted to use the Wall of Doom gallery but couldn’t, started praising the newly appeared head mod and writing their thoughts on the gallery’s normalization.

If I create a clean area for humans without anomalies, they will likely start sharing information among themselves. Then I can just manage the gallery and cherry-pick quality information.

‘Fixers, due to their job characteristics, have to look for work themselves. The existence of the gallery is very valuable.’

In a way, most of the survivors who have entered the Wall of Doom gallery could be seen as test subjects who bring quality information.

If those who were transmigrated before me share information about places where anomalies appear, I can hunt the anomalies based on that information and get rewards.

It means that the people here will do the searching for me, so I don’t have to go out of my way to search for anomalies.

‘First, I need to write the gallery usage rules.’ I wrote the most basic notice.

Of course, committing acts of terrorism will result in a permanent ban, and uploading anomaly pictures without permission in places other than the information or question tabs will also result in a permanent ban.

Since certain anomalies take effect just by looking at them, special care is needed in distributing information. And I also prepared a ‘suggestion box’ in the notice to report malicious users who cause problems. With this, I have established the appearance of a somewhat managed gallery.

‘Next is..’ I organized the cluttered gallery and divided it into general, information, question, and guide tabs.

General serves as a normal bulletin board, information is a tab for posting information about anomalies or paranormal spots that you have discovered, question is a tab for newbies or survivors to ask questions to survive, and guide is a tab for posting information about anomalies that you have resolved.

Through this, I plan to turn the Wall of Doom gallery into a kind of information repository and wiki.

‘Is this enough?’ I think the reorganization is finished. The users’ reactions were good, and they were all busy praising the head mod. They say I’m the great new head mod who appeared in place of the previous mods who had gone AWOL…

[Title: Isn’t this head mod a bit different from the previous one?]

It’s the first time the gallery has normalized this quickly, isn’t he not human? What if it’s a trap to gather all the humans in the gallery and take them all at once?

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└Oh, shut up
└Wow, that sounds plausible as hell?
└Why is it plausible? lol
└What? So if I write a post now, will my IP get traced and I’ll be f*cked?
└Ah shit, I was hiding well, I’m f*cked.

A post questioning my existence also appeared. Saying that the refluxers had never been caught this quickly before, people who questioned whether the manager was really human began to pop up like mushrooms.

Perhaps because they had suffered so much from the anomalies, they were all in the final stage of paranoia. I have no choice but to prove that I am human. ‘While I’m at it, let’s ask something I’m curious about.’ I wrote a post in the question tab.

[Title: Got something to ask]

What do you mean by no multiplayer? I think we’ve all been transmigrated.

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└Great Head Mod
└No, he was really a person?
└The head mod, he is a god! The head mod, he is a god!
└No multiplayer means that everyone is in single-player mode right now.
└The online doesn’t work, so there’s no one who has fallen into the same world.
└It seems to be a structure where everyone has to save their own world.

Users reacted explosively to the short post I uploaded with a picture of my hand. Along with countless praises for me, there were also people who gave me the information I wanted.

‘Single-player mode. Does that mean there’s only one transmigrator per world?’

As I expected, we weren’t all dropped into the same world. It’s literally single-player.

‘More than half have given up on trying to beat it…’

Another new thing I found out is that all the transmigrated people were transmigrated in their ‘original’ state. In other words, not a single person was transmigrated with the ‘Crybaby Modpack for Utter Cowards’ applied like me.

It seemed they were transmigrated in their pure, untuned state, so they couldn’t play as easily as me.

For a moment, I felt an unbearable desire. Right now, in front of me, a demure anomaly lady in a mourning dress with an apron is diligently cleaning the office.

If I take a picture of this and upload it, what kind of reaction will the users show? Wouldn’t they be green with envy? I couldn’t resist bragging.

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└You crazy bastard!!!!
└Ah sh*t, stop with the eye bleach all of a sudden.
└Ah please don’t bring back the trauma.
└Warning for disgusting pictures.
└Is the head mod insane?
└What? Isn’t that the Bride of the White Face?
└No, how is the Bride of the White Face in the Fixer’s office?
└That’s right?? Why is the Bride of the White Face there?

Comments poured in in an instant. At first, people who were cursing at me for the disgusting picture gradually began to express their doubts. From this, I learned two more things. ‘To those people, the Bride of the White Face doesn’t look pretty…’

First. They perceived the Bride of the White Face in her original, hideous form. Perhaps I’m the only one who perceives the Bride of the White Face as a beautiful girl.

Second. I am the only user who has tamed the Bride of the White Face.

They, too, are people who have cleared the same tutorial as me.

So they all already knew about the Bride of the White Face, and they all questioned how I managed to bring the Bride of the White Face, who has the characteristics of a lingering spirit, to the Fixer’s office.

This made me clearly feel the gap between them and me. From the stats I have to the number of privileges I can use.

Naturally, I, with the Crybaby Modpack for Utter Cowards, had overwhelmingly more.

Suddenly, I feel grateful to the person who advised me to download the mod in my complaint post. Thanks to that person, I can navigate the world of this horror game so easily.

“Um, husband…”

“Hm? What.”

“The cleaning is done… Hehe…”

At the call of the Bride of the White Face, I turned off the Wall of Doom gallery, which was in an uproar with posts about me, and looked around the office.

As the Bride of the White Face said, all the messy things had been cleared up. Her cleaning skills are quite good. As expected of a soul with a grudge from not being able to get married, her housekeeping skills are top-notch.

[Quest Resolved!]
-The office has become clean.
-Rewards will be given.

Along with a small amount of money, housewarming gifts poured out. There were no special abilities, but toilet paper that seemed useful in real life, a diffuser with a nice scent, and a mood lamp came out.

“Good work. You can rest now.”

“Um, there… the first night…”

“Return to the ring.”

“Aah…!”

I called back the Bride of the White Face, who kept trying to spend the first night with me, into the ring. The office is clean, and I’ve gathered some information from the gallery, so now I should check out the ‘Secret of the Fixer’s Office Building’ written in the information tab.

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In the gallery, there were quite a few people who were transmigrated as the Fixer class like me. They all posted in the information tab that there was some secret in the Fixer’s office building, and after checking it, I was able to narrow it down to about 7 strange phenomena.

1. 4th-floor bathroom mirror
2. Noise from the empty room on the 2nd floor
3. The woman in the elevator
4. Bloodstains in the rooftop warehouse
5. The identity of the cleaning lady
6. The mysterious underground parking lot
7. Knocking sound outside the office

“Wow. There are so many.” The building where the Fixer’s office is located was a kind of paranormal spot. While other class users like exorcists or spirit mediums started in their respective factions, the Fixer, being the only freelancer class in the game, was in a situation full of all sorts of strange phenomena and ghost stories right from the starting point.

‘They all said they started feeling the strange phenomena from the second day after arriving at the office.’

These strange phenomena didn’t appear yesterday. But from today, won’t they start crawling out one by one? If you look closely, each of those things is experience and rewards. The other Fixers in the gallery seem to be moving their base to another place out of fear, but I was rather excited.

‘Most of the money I earned yesterday went to overdue rent and utility bills. A chance to earn money.’

As you can see, I have no money right now.

I caught the Bride of the White Face and spent all the money I received as a quest completion reward this morning at the bank to pay the overdue utility bills and rent. Receiving dunning letters and calls from the landlord snapped me to my senses.

No matter how much it’s a world where anomalies and ghost stories are alive and breathing, landlords are scary.

Anyway, I have no money right now, so I needed to earn some. Since there were no clients coming to the office, I had to clean the building myself and hope for money to come out as a reward.

So let’s go around the commercial building and solve the ghost stories that occur. Since this is the building I’ll be living in from now on, I should clean up the anomalies I see, right?

‘Most of them are anomalies that appear at dawn. For now, should I go up to the rooftop, which appears regardless of time?’

Just as I was about to leave the office to investigate the ‘Bloodstains in the rooftop warehouse,’ someone knocked from outside.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Huh?”

Is this the 7th ghost story of the commercial building, ‘Knocking sound outside the office’?

For the anomaly to come find me directly already. This is quite a welcome. I opened the office door with a pounding heart, excited to quickly get rid of the anomaly and earn some pocket money.

“Ah, um. Hello…”

“Huh?”

But when I opened the door, there was no anomaly as I had expected, but a nun standing there.

“Um, by any chance. Do you take requests?”

A nun with bright eyes who still looked young. She seems like a person, not an anomaly.

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{Status Window}

[Name: Shin Seohyun (Baptismal Name: Joanna)]
[Job: Inquisitor]
[Affiliation: Sisterhood of the Spear of the Holy Blood]
[Description: The sharpest weapon of the Sisterhood]
[Status: Disbelief, Suspicion, Exploration]

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As I stared at her face, information popped up just like with the monk I met yesterday. “Uh, please come in.” Fortunately or unfortunately, she wasn’t an anomaly. A more dangerous human had come. It seemed the nun’s purpose in coming to the office was to interrogate me.