Kalstein accessed the community and enjoyed their reactions. The community was ablaze with excitement and showed no signs of cooling down.

> ㄴ"Is this what they call cola?"
> ㄴ"Hm… It’s this strange, tingling liquid. But it has an addictive taste, haha!"
> ㄴ"Admin!! Who do you think will buy just 10,000 of these?!!"
> ㄴ"Is this real? I came in right after the cola update and it’s sold out, lol. Damn!"
> ㄴ"Owner!! Open up!! Is this how you’re going to run the business?!"
> ㄴ"Ahhh…! What a refreshing drink!!"
> ㄴ"Kyaaaaaaa!"
> ㄴ"Kiaaaa! Chicken and cola together!!"
> ㄴ"Mom, I want to be chicken when I grow up! Mom, I want to be chicken when I grow up! Mom, I want to be chicken when I grow up! Mom, I want to be chicken when I grow up!"
> ㄴ"What on earth is cola?"
> ㄴ"Admin, pour cola on it! Admin, pour cola on it! Admin, pour cola on it!"

The little ball of praise for the Admin, fueled by chicken and cola, became a massive wave shaking the community. Everyone began to cling to the Admin.

They pleaded for more supply. They begged for mercy.

In the wake of this, aggressive posts also started appearing frequently.

To which Kalstein left a brief comment.

> - (Galactic Emperor) Look at this, haha.

> ㄴAnd the light said.
> ㄴJust light.
> ㄴPraise the Admin!!
> ㄴKiaaaa!
> ㄴThe transcendent.
> ㄴWho is bothering the Admin!
> ㄴI will hold my breath until the Admin posts!

Posts praising the Admin began to fill the community, overflowing with jokes and excitement.

- **Title:** "Admin? Who is this Admin?"  
"I see nothing but light."

- **Title:** "It’s lunchtime worship time."  
"Long live the Admin!"

- **Title:** "From today, I withdraw my support for the Admin."  
"From today onwards, I will no longer support the Admin and will merge as one body with them. Any attack on the Admin will be regarded as an attack on me."

- **Title:** "I heard that the Admin always puts only 29 eggs in a tray."  
"Because there are no limits for them."

- **Title:** "The Admin said, ‘Turn off the light.’"  
"We call this an eclipse."

- **Title:** "Don’t cry."  
"Words spoken to their parents at birth."

“What a commotion.”

Kalstein chuckled softly. He was in a good mood. In fact, he was enjoying the excessive attention.

Amidst all this, he stumbled upon a particular post.

- **Author:** Magic is just a trifle  
- **Title:** "There’s not much in the shop, surprisingly. I’m disappointed."  
"Did I expect too much?"

> ㄴ"As long as it’s chicken, what more could you want?"  
> ㄴ"King Chicken, but isn’t the magic girl without points?"  
> ㄴ"(Magic is just a trifle) Do you think I’m like you guys?"  
> ㄴ"Eh! Are you saying this after trying the chicken?"  
> ㄴ"To disregard the Admin is to disregard the chicken! Twist this guy's neck right now!"  
> ㄴ"Have you ever heard of ‘cola’?"  
> ㄴ"Haha, are you kidding me? Your words are meaningless."  
> ㄴ"Nothing is greater than chicken."

Kalstein found it interesting to see a user getting battered with comments from others.

> -(Magic is just a trifle) This level could easily be implemented with magical engineering.

> -(Magic is just a trifle) Is it really business to say it’s done with dimensional technology? This is an insult to technology!

> -(Magic is just a trifle) SF? You can reach space with magical engineering, too.

> ㄴ"Oh, you can reach space!!! What a joke!!"  
> ㄴ"I’ll go there and come back without doing anything, haha!"  
> ㄴ"By that logic, Earth was possible too, right? Haha!"  
> ㄴ"That person, isn’t he the one who was hanging out with the Rich guy? Haha!"

Digging through their past posts, Kalstein noticed that “Magic is just a trifle” seemed to have some grievances. It also seemed like they held a subtle hostility towards SF.

He smirked and thoroughly examined the past posts they had written. Oddly enough, many of them resembled research papers.

> -(Magic is just a trifle) On the relationship between air and mana[2]  
> -(Magic is just a trifle) Research on the split reactions caused by the materialization of mana[1]  
> -(Magic is just a trifle) Understanding the variable dynamics of water-soluble mana bodies[0]  
> -(Magic is just a trifle) Reflections on the phenomenon of mana clustering[0]  

Looking at the comments, it seemed that this user was not from Earth, but rather was a typical native of this other world.

“In a way, they have a resemblance to that Rich guy.”

Currently, the Rich guy was busy researching hair loss medication that Kalstein had sent him. He was pulling his nonexistent hair in despair.

The difference was that while the “Rich King” praised magic, “Magic is just a trifle” seemed genuinely committed to technological advancements through magical engineering.

In that sense, Kalstein found enough intrigue to keep an eye on them.

It seemed that before he appeared, “Magic is just a trifle” had been recognized as the pinnacle of civilization within the community. Their tone had subtly dripped with pride.

However, after he assumed the role of Admin, their treatment had noticeably declined. Many users picked fights with their uniquely stiff and hysterical tone.

Recently, they had also received countless taunts comparing them to the “Galactic Emperor,” as if they couldn’t even handle such things.

Kalstein sent a cheeky message.

- "So, is hair loss medication possible?"

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***(Time Skip)***

**[A message from the Admin has arrived.]**

She was busy sifting through data to find issues when she suddenly widened her eyes at the Admin’s message.

‘Galactic Emperor… SF transmigrator… Admin.’

Being a pure (?) otherworldly native, she didn’t know much, but she had already learned what SF was while researching the community.

She thought it absurd that such a ridiculous worldview could exist, but she didn’t dismiss it. After all, she was already familiar with similar beings.

“Keisha?”  
“Director?”

As she snapped back to reality upon hearing her name, she noticed several researchers staring at her with dark circles under their eyes, looking as unkempt as she was.

She hurriedly spoke.

“Let’s wrap up here for today and continue tomorrow.”

At her words, the researchers murmured among themselves with expressions of “What’s going on?” and began to leave.

As she untied her hair, it flowed down to cover her shoulders.

Her appearance, slightly haggard like the other researchers, still radiated a certain light. With her black hair and black eyes, her pale skin contrasted against the large glasses perched on her nose and the white lab coat she wore.

Once back in her personal lab, she sat down with a mix of anticipation and anxiety.

Tomorrow was also the day for an inspection by the Supervisory Department, so there were many preparations to make, but for now, she decided to set those worries aside.

After all, the person who sent her a message was a renowned figure even in the dimension-integration community.

He had hacked the dimension-integration community, became the Admin himself, and created the dimensional transmission system. While that was just his claim, if he truly accomplished it, he was certainly an impressive figure. No matter how confident she was in the superiority of magical engineering, she wouldn’t lightly dismiss the “Galactic Emperor.”

“The dimensional shop was a bit disappointing, though.”

Praise for the Admin continued in the community, but for her, it was a disappointment.

Chicken, cola, Hanwoo.

The atmosphere of the community, obsessed with food like some barbaric tribe, was still unfamiliar to her.

“Moreover, the necessities are more ordinary than I expected.”

What she desired was an exchange of technology or civilizations.

Sharing knowledge and evolving into a more advanced civilization through discussions was, in her opinion, the true purpose of a community.

Taking a deep breath, she checked the Admin’s note.

Surely, as an Admin, he would have read through the numerous papers she had posted until now? If so, perhaps they could have a more high-level conversation…

- "So, is hair loss medication possible?"

“….”

She thought the persona shown in the community was merely a concept, and for a moment, she was left speechless as if time had stopped.

Such a vulgar tone… 

After a deep breath, she calmly and rationally replied.

> **[Magic is just a trifle:** I would prefer to have a more constructive conversation. Magical engineering has made excellent progress, which is not inferior to your SF civilization…**]

She delivered a lengthy speech about the excellent benefits of magical engineering. With this explanation, the Admin should have understood her point well enough.

*Ding!*

**[A message from the Admin has arrived.]**  
- "So, is it possible?"

“…”

> **[Magic is just a trifle:** While research on this hasn’t been active, it is not impossible! If only there were

 enough time and budget!…**]

*Ding!*

**[A message from the Admin has arrived.]**  
- "Haha."

“This…!”

A loud, inexplicable noise echoed from the personal laboratory of the research director.