I Became a God in the Refrigerator

57. Administrator

Irina planted the mushroom with meticulous care.

Squelch.

The mushroom’s growth began.

From the size of a finger joint, the mushroom started swelling rapidly, soon growing even larger than them by a long shot.

It grew larger than their mushroom houses, and yet, there seemed to be more room for growth.

Although the momentum had decreased slightly compared to before, it was still growing noticeably, making a thudding sound.

The mushrooms, growing huge layer by layer, took on a shape resembling a massive duplex tower.

“This is really huge!”

Muamuamu’s mouth hung open.

At this rate, it would have been an overwhelmingly massive symbol even in the square.

While there were already several mushrooms and trees in the square, this one belonged to a significant category among them.

It was a mushroom so large and majestic, almost comparable to a chestnut tree growing nearly 20 meters tall.

But such grandeur seemed to impulsively shake Muamuamu’s heart.

He raised his hand, pointing at the giant mushroom house and shouted in distress.

“Irina! Stop this and let’s move over here! We can just give the old place to that kid!”

“Uh….”

Irina, upon hearing this, awkwardly smiled.

“But isn’t that a bit too much of a thought, Muamuamu?”

“Think about it again! With this size, I can comfortably lie down inside too, right?”

Was that the crucial point?

He seemed to be getting greedy.

Unusually, he didn’t back down easily.

“Irinaaa!!”

There was no answer to this.

In the end, Han grabbed the struggling Muamuamu.

Meanwhile, Irina swiftly took action.

“Alright, kids. Let’s quickly dig inside.”

“Yes, sister!”

Elves took deep breaths and started digging into the inside of the giant mushroom.

Thud, thud, chunks of mushroom rolled out.

[Peii?]

The Nightbloom Queen Bee showed interest in the scene.

[Peii!]

Before I knew it, I found myself in a mushroom cave, rolling deep inside and exploring its interior.

As I observed that sight, I asked the system that had been watching over me.

“Indeed, it seems pleasing to the eye, doesn’t it?”

[Judging by the response, it appears so.]

The system’s response confirmed it.

It was a perfect fit for a dwelling.

It seemed like I had made the right choice.

The Bambus Queen Bee, folding her wings neatly, squeezed into the cramped mushroom house.

“Huh? You’re already coming in?”

Startled by the intruder who entered despite the ongoing construction, I was taken aback.

The Queen Bee casually hung between the deep cracks in the ceiling.

[Bzzz….]

With wings frozen mid-flap, she wriggled her body deeper into the crevice, burying herself even further.

It seemed like she quite liked that spot.

Seeing her, I chuckled.

Meanwhile, Muamua, left alone in the background, clicked his tongue.

“Argh. Looks like it’s too late to claim this as mine.”

But no one was considering Muamua at that moment.

All attention had shifted towards the Queen Bee long ago.

The operation had begun.

Thud! Thud!

Below, Irina, Zion, and Yumina were digging mushrooms together, while above, the Bambus Queen Bee was busily working on something.

With her thick jaw, she was constantly shaping mushroom chunks into something.

***

The day was nearing its end.

Goooong-

In the distance, the sun began to set.

The vivid colors of the burning sunset slowly descended.

Blink. Blink.

Simultaneously, lights started to illuminate the facility, the street lamps.

Night was gradually falling.

At this time, having finished the evening tasks that needed to be done, I returned.

I surveyed the now-quiet space.

Inside the mushroom house, I saw elves gathering, laughing and enjoying themselves.

On the other hand, Muamua was asleep by the World Tree, mouth agape.

Everyone was preparing to sleep.

“Hmm?”

There was no rush or commotion.

The whole family was gathered, getting ready for bed.

Next, I turned my attention to the Bambus Queen Bee’s mushroom house.

Being the honeycomb for him, the mushroom house.

The first thing that caught his eye was the widened interior landscape.

“It has expanded a lot inside. It’s really spacious now, isn’t it?”

The construction had progressed significantly.

Moreover, it seemed that the expansion work had already begun up to the second floor.

While he was having dinner, it seemed like the elves were also putting effort into the construction.

Next, what caught his eye was the queen bee.

“Oh?”

One who confirmed him widened his eyes in an instant.

“This… is a bee room, right?”

Indeed, a hexagonal bee room.

The compartmentalized bee room had finally been completed.

Although it was just one compartment.

[Buzzzz!]

The queen bee frantically groomed herself there.

Brilliant pollen fell from his body, and it accumulated there.

It was an incredibly fascinating sight.

After staring at that sight for a while, the one asked.

“Could that be it?”

[Correct. It is the initial stage of honey produced by the Nightbuzz Queen Bee. Over time, it will progress to a viscous honey stage.]

“Oh….”

At that moment, he was witnessing the process of making honey.

A beekeeper.

He recalled a beehive he had seen before.

To raise bees, it is said that special care and attention based on professional knowledge and experience are necessary.

Was this Nightbuzz Queen Bee also a type of bee that required such care?

In reality, the system also required considerable attention.

However, despite the complexity and hassle, the one considered this queen bee to be a valuable existence.

“Because I can obtain honey.”

Honey has been an outstanding remedy since ancient times.

It was also a great tonic for promoting vitality.

It was excellent for sterilization, wound healing, and resolving people’s internal issues.

“An ointment, a remedy, a vitality enhancer, it’s like a universal panacea in any form.”

Even in modern times, natural honey is still preferred as a health food.

Similarly, it is said that the honey produced by this large bee has similar effects.

For the elves, it was undoubtedly a precious resource that must be obtained.

“If there’s anything I need to be careful about, please let me know at any time.”

[Understood.]

***

This is a bee farming that looks far ahead.

Collecting honey, and expanding the new members of the square.

The interior was decorated according to the active assistance of the Han system.

A comfortable shelter, with the right temperature and insulation.

Irna and the elves were focused on digging mushrooms and expanding the interior every day.

Thunk, roll.

Muamu eagerly picked up the mushrooms rolling out from outside and put them in her mouth.

Of course, it wasn’t just about eating. Sometimes, she would carefully dig deep into the surrounding ground and plant the pieces there.

New mushrooms continued to grow near the forest.

“Ah.”

Han clicked his tongue.

“A thermometer is so expensive. Is 500 points reasonable?”

[In this world, it is a very precious item. The values of this world and modern values are completely different.]

“Well, that’s true.”

Still, it seems a bit too exaggerated.

Although it was necessary to buy the item, it was something they had to buy regardless.

In the end, Han expressed his dissatisfaction.

“Who set the prices in the shop, anyway?”

[That question violates fairness, so I cannot answer, but to give some hint.]

“Who is it?”

[That is…]

After a brief silence, the system spoke.

[It’s a secret.]

***

It happened hundreds of years ago.

Her first memory of her beginning was from a very long time ago.

When she first opened her eyes.

She was in the middle of the vast universe of Sacraman.

Planets and stars passing by like flowing rivers far away could be seen.

[…….]

As she blankly stared at that scene, a voice came from behind.

“You’ve opened your eyes.”

Turning around, there was an elderly man with a timeless aura.

But he was no ordinary old man.

He was massive like a mountain.

Covered in scars and embedded arrows all over his body, with muscles bulging red and thick throughout.

Facing the giant looking down at her, she slowly nodded her head.

[That’s correct.]

“I see.”

The old man said.

“You are the arbiters of personality. You assist the new gods that will appear, and accompany them until their final moments.”

God does not come into existence alone.

Achievements and presence are born by those who follow, worship, and admire them.

The Guardian personalities are born to serve faithfully as messengers of these gods.

They are faithful “Guardians” who make them shine even more.

“By the way, you’re around 5,000. Most of those above you, who were born before you, have either died, been discarded, or chosen to become assistants to the indiscriminately born gods.

Of course, you are well aware of these facts already.”

It was true.

His words were true.

[…….]

It was a fact she already knew.

From birth, it was ingrained in her mind like instinct.

Even if the old man in front of her hadn’t told her, she would have clearly determined what she needed to do.

Except for creativity, all the other elements that living beings should possess were firmly embedded in her mind without missing a beat.

Kugugu-

The old man stood up from his seat.

Behind where he stood up, countless screens stretched endlessly.

The old man spoke to her as she stared at the monitors as if entranced.

“Now. Time is at your disposal. Seek. In the vast historical time of the universe, there must be at least one master you will want to follow.”

[Understood.]

One year, two years passed.

Bang! Crash!!

Her creator, who had begun to focus on creating more administrators, acted as if she no longer existed.

Swinging a huge hammer, he concentrated solely on creating new administrators.

Sometimes, he even seemed to forget that she was in the same space.

Occasionally, his massive foot grazed past her.

Ten years passed, then twenty years passed.

During that time, she focused solely on the countless screens in front of her.

Tens, hundreds, thousands.

It was an extremely infinite existence of gods that she could continue to watch for what seemed like eternity.

They were all different.

There was no common trait among them.

Races, concepts, and even time itself were all in disarray.

Gods from the distant past coexisted with those from the far future.

Even binary beings from this realm born in the branches of countless times existed.

Some planetary gods fought, some mocked and ruled over others, and some simply flowed without making any choices.

Though they were all gods, they were neither entirely heavy nor entirely light.

Impulsive, sometimes tormented, and occasionally longing for desires, urges, and greed.

Not much different from mortals.

The only difference might be that they were destined to rule over someone.