TL: Hanguk
Morning on the 99th floor of the Black Tower.
“Hehehe.”
I’m a complete rich man now.
Opening his eyes, Sejun recalled the rewards he had received from Tier yesterday and grinned widely.
Just thinking about the upfront payment and success fee combined, 4 trillion Tower Coins, 40 liters of dragon blood, 20,000 scales, and 4 kilograms of claws, filled his heart with satisfaction.
“Alright! Time to get to work!”
Thanks to this, Sejun got up with more energy than usual.
“Meow…”
After taking care of Theo and Blackie, he began his daily routine.
Starting with a walk around the farm.
“Doesn’t he ever get tired?”
While strolling, Sejun commented as he watched Sejun No. 3 diligently swinging a sword again today.
A swordsmanship that showed no growth despite the sheer amount of training.
Feeling sorry for Sejun No. 3, who seemed to have inherited his lack of talent, Sejun couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty.
After passing by Sejun No. 3 and continuing his walk,
Kueng!
[Dad, did you sleep well?]
Cuengi woke up and came to find Sejun.
“Yeah. Did you sleep well too, Cuengi?”
Sejun carried Cuengi, who clung to him, on his side and headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
A little while later.
After breakfast,
“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, I will go earn lots of money, meow!”
Kueng!
[Cuengi will gather lots of herbs too!]
“Alright. Have a good day.”
After sending Theo and Cuengi off to work, Sejun finished the rest of the farm tasks.
[You have planted a Destruction Pioneer Seed in the body of Delia, the Demon of Corruption and 8th Seat Apostle of Destruction.]
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Afterward, he stopped by the 10th floor of the Tower and planted the accumulated Destruction Pioneer Seeds and Destruction Devourer Seeds.
Kihihit. Kking!
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[Hehe. The great boss Blackie has arrived!]
Meanwhile, Blackie was busy playing boss.
Kking?! Kking! Kking!
[Have you ever eaten green onions?! They’re insanely spicy! But the great boss Blackie ate five of them!]
Kya-kya?
Kiki?
Blackie proudly boasted to his subordinates about his achievement of eating five green onions.
While Blackie was bragging to his underlings,
[You have gained 4.7 trillion experience points.]
[You have leveled up.]
[You have obtained 1 bonus stat point.]
[Strength has increased by 30.]
[Strength potential has increased by 1%.]
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As Sejun planted the seed, Delia’s body disappeared, and the level-up message appeared four times in a row.
“Hehehe. Nice. I’m level 166 now.”
Sejun grinned at the message.
Now, only two remain.
The remaining bodies of the Apostles of Destruction were the Kraken on the 2nd floor and Leviathan on the 3rd floor of the Tower.
“Blackie, I’m going to the 3rd floor of the Tower for a bit.”
He needed to bring Leviathan’s body down to the 1st floor.
As soon as Sejun told Blackie,
Kking! Kking!
[No! I’m coming too!]
Blackie immediately decided to tag along.
A little while later.
“Urgh!”
After eating the bean set, Sejun’s strength was boosted 16 times, allowing him to load Leviathan’s body into the Void Storage.
Kking! Kking!
[Our butler is doing great! Keep it up!]
Blackie, nestled in his sling bag, cheered Sejun on with his mouth.
Kking! Kking!
[Butler! Cheering made me hungry! Give me roasted and dried sweet potato!]
He boldly demanded food.
“Hey. If you’re just going to make noise with your mouth, why did you come along?”
Sejun gave Blackie a glare while sneakily putting dried roasted sweet potato in his mouth.
Kihihit.
Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.
While Blackie happily munched on the sweet potato, Sejun transported Leviathan’s body to the 1st floor.
And then,
Kihihit. Kking?
[Hehe. Where was I in my story earlier?]
Kya-kya!
Kiki!
Blackie excitedly resumed boasting to his underlings about his achievements.
Thud. Thud.
Meanwhile, Sejun continued planting the remaining seeds.
***
27th Floor of the Red Tower.
“Puhuhut. Then, let’s start the auction, meow!”
As Theo began the auction for the merchants and Grima tribe hunters gathered on the 27th floor of the Tower,
Kong! Kong!
Fist-sized bean worms cheered excitedly.
These were Grima tribe hunters from the 3rd-level world <Grima>.
To protect their soft bodies, they used a unique combat technique, carrying sturdy yet flexible folding armor on their backs and curling up to defend themselves. 𐍂ἈƝỘ₿Ëṡ
And then,
“Puhuhut. Today’s item for sale is chestnut burrs, meow!”
Kong!! Kong!!
The hunters grew excited at Theo’s words. The chestnut burrs Theo sold were lightweight yet sturdy, making them a recent favorite among the Grima tribe hunters.
A short while later,
“Puhuhut. Sold out, meow!”
Once again, Theo had completely emptied the hunters’ wallets.
“Puhuhut. Now, the next crops for sale…”
Continuing on, he swept up the merchants’ money as well with Sejun’s other crops.
“Puhuhut. Now it’s snack time, meow!”
Just as Theo, with a bright expression, was about to take out some Churu from his bag,
“Ahem. Greetings. Black Tower’s Legendary Merchant, Park Theo~nim. I am Brings, the Legendary Merchant of the Red Tower.”
Brings, a flame leopard with beautiful yellow spots on his magnificent red fur that looked like flames, spoke to Theo in a polite voice.
“Puhuhut. Brings, what is it, meow? Do you want to become Vice Chairman Theo’s subordinate, meow?”
Puhuhut. For the Legendary Merchant of the Red Tower to come to me personally, Sejun Company’s reputation must have spread all the way here, meow! This is great, meow!
Theo took out his seal while thinking whatever he wanted.
What?! He’s asking if I want to be his subordinate?!
Brings’ eyebrows slightly furrowed inward at Theo’s words, displeased.
However, he made sure not to show it. He couldn’t give his opponent any justification.
Park Theo, the Legendary Merchant of the Black Tower.
Another name he was known by, Slave Hunter.
There was no one who had ever confronted Theo and not ended up stamped as a slave.
On top of that, Brings hadn’t come with good intentions, so he had to be even more careful.
“Kuhuhuhu. That won’t be happening. I still have many things I wish to accomplish on my own.”
Brings shook his head leisurely with a chuckle.
“Meow?! Then what is it, meow?!”
Theo asked with a slightly disappointed look.
“I’m here because I’m concerned about you taking too much of the Red Tower’s money. If you keep taking so much, the Great Red Dragon might grow angry.”
Brings spoke as if he was genuinely worried about Theo. In truth, it simply irked him that Theo was sweeping away the Red Tower’s wealth.
However, there was something Brings hadn’t accounted for,
“Meow?! Would Ramter~nim get angry over this too? Ramter~nim, are you angry, meow?!”
“What? Who is Ramter~nim…?”
Theo was someone who could communicate directly with Ramter.
“Meow? If Vice Chairman Theo takes a lot of the Red Tower’s money, wouldn’t Ramter~nim be angry, meow?”
[The Administrator of the Red Tower tells you to ask for whatever you need.]
On top of that,
“Puhuhut. Ramter~nim, then I, Vice Chairman Theo, want to stamp the Legendary Merchant of the Red Tower, meow!”
Theo, being Sejun’s right-hand man, was someone who could even make demands of the mighty dragons without hesitation.
“Puhuhut. Brings, Ramter~nim has granted permission to stamp you, meow! Come here and receive the stamp, meow!”
“What?!”
What kind of ridiculous nonsense is this?!
As Theo suddenly threw out his statement, Brings was completely flustered.
It was the first time in his life that Brings had received a direct message from the Administrator of the Red Tower.
Normally, such a moment would be considered an honor for his family.
But today was not that day.
“Yes…”
Brings resigned himself to his fate and quietly presented his backside. Living in the Red Tower, he could not go against the orders of the Great Red Dragon.
And then,
“Puhuhut.”
One more vote for system impeachment, meow!
Press.
With a bright smile, Theo stamped Brings’ backside.
***
<Earthworm>
As Sejun entered through the dimensional gate,
Slosh. Slosh.
Fifteen drops of Destruction’s Tears, which had been still, transformed into Sejun’s appearance and
“Hey guys, how’s it going?”
Sejun greeted the fifteen Destruction Sejuns.
Meanwhile,
Ptooey. Ptooey.
The Destruction Devourers, now ready to spit out seeds, released them into the hands of the Destruction Sejuns.
Plop. Plop.
As if it were the most natural thing, the fifteen Destruction Sejuns accepted the seeds and began planting them into the ground.
And,
“You gathered them here.”
Sejun collected the ten Tear of the Incomplete Creator God left behind by the ten previous Destruction Sejuns who had disappeared.
“Here you go.”
Sejun immediately sent the collected tears to Emila.
[As a reward for completing the quest, you have obtained 50 drops of the Great Growth Elixir.]
He received a glass bottle, half-filled with a liquid that emitted a soft red glow.
Two drops each for Theo, Cuengi, Paespaes, and the Blackie Family…
And 20 drops for me.
Hehehe. Since the first digit is the same.
“This is perfectly fair.”
Feeling a slight pang of guilt, Sejun muttered as if justifying himself,
Gulp.
And swallowed 20 drops of the Great Growth Elixir.
[You have gained 200 million experience points.]
[Your lowest stat, Agility, has increased by 2,000.]
[Your proficiency of Farmer’s Warm Touch Lv. 8 has increased.]
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Although his skill proficiency increased 20 times, unfortunately, none of his skills leveled up.
“Alright, time to get to work.”
Sejun, alongside the Destruction Sejuns, planted more Destruction Devourer Seeds.
Kihihit. Kking!
[Hehe. Guys, yesterday, your great boss Blackie ate something called green onions, and they were super spicy!]
Blackie gathered the Destruction Devourers to boast about his achievement of eating green onions.
Kking!
[But the great boss Blackie ate five green onions in one go!]
Thinking that simply eating five separately might sound weak, he exaggerated, claiming he ate them all at once.
***
Western Herb Field on the 99th Floor of the Black Tower.
Kuaaargh!
Boom!
Pink-fur was tearing out rocks and tree roots that obstructed Cuengi’s herb field expansion and smashing them into dust with her front paws.
At that moment,
Grrrrooowl.
Grrrrooowl.
Cuengi’s and Pink-fur’s stomachs simultaneously sounded the lunch alarm.
Kueng!
[Mom, it’s time for lunch!]
Cuengi, who had been tending to the herb field, hurried over to Pink-fur and began unpacking the lunchbox that Sejun had prepared.
Kuehehehe. Kueng!
[Hehehe. Mom, eat well!]
Cuengi sat between Pink-fur’s legs and started eating, while Pink-fur used her body to shade Cuengi’s head from the sun as she enjoyed Sejun’s food.
At that moment,
…?
Pink-fur’s eyes caught sight of a single black strand of fur on Cuengi’s head.
Upon seeing it, Pink-fur was overwhelmed with sadness.
Has the time finally come to let go?
Silently, she began preparing her heart.
Kuehehehe. Kueng!
[Hehehe. Dad’s cooking is the best!]
Completely oblivious to Pink-fur’s feelings, Cuengi happily devoured his lunch.
As Pink-fur watched Cuengi mention Sejun, a brief surge of jealousy arose within her.
But this isn’t Sejun~nim’s fault. Just like the flow of nature, it’s simply time to let Cuengi go.
She quietly calmed her emotions.
She thought that would make it easier.
But,
-Kuhuhu. Time? Are you really going to just hand over your son, Cuengi, to that guy Sejun without a fight?
A sticky voice whispered to her, and her heart wavered violently, like a boat caught in a raging storm.
He’s not being taken away! Just like there’s a beginning, there’s an end, it’s just time to let Cuengi go.
Pink-fur forced herself to regain her composure.
But deep down, she knew those were just excuses, not her true feelings. And with every word, she wounded her own heart.
-You can really let Cuengi go that easily? Ah… I see. It’s because Cuengi isn’t really your son, isn’t it?
The voice sneered, digging deeper into her pain.
No! Not even once have I ever thought that Cuengi wasn’t my son!
Pink-fur desperately denied the voice’s words, but her pupils slowly began to take on a red hue.
-Kuhuhu. Is that really true? If you truly saw Cuengi as your child, then why are you so willing to give him up? In the end, you never truly,
Kuaaaaargh-!
[That’s not true-!]
Enraged by the voice’s provocation, Pink-fur let out a deafening roar. Her eyes had turned as red as blood.
And then,
Kueng?
A single black strand of fur on Cuengi’s head, which had been singed while playing with fire, was carried away by the wind and disappeared.
*****
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