TL: Hanguk
Brown Tower, 77th Floor.
“Puhuhut.”
Stamp. Stamp.
[Due to the effect of <Title: Slave King>, all stats increase by 0.01.]
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As Sejun stamped the unconscious Brown Tower residents, who had fainted due to Theo, once
[Due to the effect of <Title: Saint of Feeding>, all stats have increased by 0.2.]
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He raised his stats once more by feeding the full-time employees who had woken up after being stamped.
Sejun’s stats steadily increased.
As a bonus, the number of people left to achieve a great achievement was also gradually decreasing.
Moreover,
“Oh! This is really delicious!”
“I never knew eating could be so enjoyable!”
“What I’ve been eating until now was trash compared to Sejun~nim’s cooking!”
The most rewarding part was introducing the full-time employees of the Brown Tower to the world of real flavors.
It was only natural. After consuming only rotten food, they had skipped the step of merely decent meals and jumped straight to the highest level of cuisine.
“Hahaha. It’s like rising from the very bottom of hell straight into the heavenly realm.”
Sejun swelled with pride as he watched the full-time employees.
“Meow! Chairman Park’s face is getting ugly, meow!”
Seeing Sejun like this, Theo quickly ran over and kneaded Sejun’s face.
[Mental Strength has increased by 10.]
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Kking!
[Our butler is dying!]
As the full-time employees showered Sejun’s cooking with praise, filling his soul with satisfaction, the Blackie Family hurriedly absorbed the excess Mental Strength pouring into Sejun, converting it into his potential instead.
While Theo and Blackie were taking care of Sejun,
Kueng?!
[Where do you think you’re running off to?!]
“Kelkelkel. I wasn’t running away…”
Cuengi caught Orik, who was trying to escape, and made him plant the Kidney Beans of Soil Fertility again.
Kueng!
[If you try to run again, you’ll be in trouble!]
“Kelkelkel. I wasn’t running away…”
Kueng! Kueng!
[Talking back will also get you in trouble! This is how you get punished!]
Boom!
Crackle.
As Cuengi struck the ground with the Thunderbolt Staff to demonstrate what punishment looked like,
“Yes, sir!”
Orik finally shut his mouth and diligently resumed his work.
After a day had passed, Sejun, who had been taking it easy by hiring employees and providing meals, hit his limit.
[You can no longer gain stats.]
[All acquired stats will be returned to nature.]
The once-available stat potential had completely filled up, and the stats began to revert.
And then,
“Ugh. Guys, give me a massage…”
As the reverted stats reinforced his battle aura, muscle pain set in.
“Chairman Park’s face is getting twisted, meow! You can’t lose to muscle pain, meow!”
Theo kneaded Sejun’s face.
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Kueng! Kueng!
[Dad, hang in there! Cuengi will make it not hurt!]
Cuengi also worked hard to relieve Sejun’s muscles.
Kihihit. Kking! Kking!
[Hehe! Butler! Hang in there! Since you’re a sunfish, this is the only way for you to get stronger!]
Blackie also cheered Sejun on from the side.
However,
“Ugh. Blackie, no roasted and dried sweet potatoes for a week.”
What came in return was a ration ban.
Kking!
[Butler, you’re mean!]
Thud. Thud.
An enraged Blackie pounded Sejun with his front paws, But,
“Oh wow. That feels great. Our Blackie is really good at massages.”
There was no defeating Sejun, the master of teasing.
Kking…
[So exhausting…]
In the end, after exhausting himself in a solo fit of anger, Blackie climbed onto Sejun’s chest and fell asleep.
Meanwhile, as Sejun’s muscle-strengthening technique leveled up, all stat potential increased by 9,000.
A little while later,
Kurrr.
Exhausted from muscle pain, Sejun dozed off.
Gororong.
Kurorong.
Theo and Cuengi also curled up beside Sejun and fell asleep.
***
The next morning.
“Alright. Let’s work hard again today!”
The group started their business again and,
“Ugh. Guys~!”
By the afternoon, Sejun suffered from muscle pain again as his stats reverted to nature, and he desperately called out to his companions.
Press. Press.
As he received massages from his companions again that day, Sejun’s muscle-strengthening technique leveled up once more, and his total stat potential increased by 11,000.
The next day.
“Not many are coming anymore.”
The number of Brown Tower residents visiting the 77th floor had significantly decreased.
Since no one who had gone to the 77th floor had returned, others became fearful.
In reality, they simply hadn’t gone home because they were too busy enjoying Sejun’s food.
A little while later.
[You have achieved the great achievement of feeding 3 million people to fullness.]
Sejun had finally achieved two great achievements, completing the goal of accomplishing five great achievements.
And,
[Now is the time! Eat this!]
[The time has come!]
[You’re going to grow into a World Tree!]
[There’s plenty, so eat a lot!]
Flamie no 91, 92, 93, and 95 simultaneously gave birth to four World Trees on the 22nd, 54th, 72nd, and 86th floors of the Brown Tower.
Thanks to this, Grave praised Sejun and was overjoyed.
However, it was not yet a great tower moment, there was a small mistake.
Flamie had assumed that Orik, who had been with Sejun, must have naturally become an A-rank Tower Farmer by now.
But Orik was still at B-rank.
“Hey! I told you not to slack off!”
“Kelkelkel. I’m not slacking off; I’m just lying down for a moment.”
His mindset was completely hopeless.
There was no choice.
Until now, Sejun had been patient since other conditions had yet to be met, but he could no longer let the reputation of “Park Sejun, the Three-Hour Great Tower Maker” be tarnished.
He couldn’t wait any longer.
It was time to reprogram Orik’s mind!
“Blackie, teach Orik closely.”
Kihihit. Kking! Kking!
[Hehe! Got it! Leave it to the great Blackie~nim!]
Dadadada.
Thud.
At Sejun’s words, Blackie crept up sneakily and headbutted the resting Orik.
“Kiiiiiik!”
The response came immediately.
A moment later.
Kking!
[Orik, deploy!]
“Deploy!”
At Blackie’s command, Orik immediately ran to the field and started planting kidney beans diligently.
He’ll reach A-rank soon enough.
Watching Orik work hard, Sejun smiled in satisfaction.
***
Hel’s Pawnshop.
“Welcome! Toryong!”
Hel, the God of Merchants, welcomed Toryong, who had come for a tour.
“Yes, hello. I’m Park Toryong. I heard my eldest brother has been indebted to you a lot. This is my gift of gratitude, so please accept it.”
Thud.
Feeling sorry for Hel, who was constantly harassed by Theo, Toryong carefully handed over a box containing 30 bottles of alcohol.
“Yes! Thank you! I’ll drink it well!”
Expressing gratitude, Hel picked up one of the bottles to inspect it.
[Well-aged Golden Samyangju]
“Samyangju?”
What is this?
Hel examined the unfamiliar liquor.
And then,
“Oh?! This is?!”
Drinking this liquor increased Divine Power by 100?!
Hel was shocked upon seeing the effects.
On top of that, it was made by Sejun?!
A “Don’t Ask, Don’t Question, Just Trust-in-Park” brand liquor…
Just drink it!
Gulp. Gulp.
“Kuaaah!”
It tasted amazing.
“Toryong, listen carefully. From now on, your big sister will…”
As the alcohol kicked in, Hel struggled to put an arm around Toryong’s enormous body and started explaining about the two divine realms he would visit next.
“They’re super tricky! Don’t get tempted by them! Seriously! You’ll be in big trouble! Hiccup! Got it?! Squirrel! Hehehe. What do you think? My rhyme?”
However, since Hel had a weak tolerance for alcohol, the conversation quickly became incoherent.
***
Brown Tower, 77th Floor.
“You can make stir-fried spicy pork perfectly now, right?”
“Yes!”
“Good. Then that’s it for today.”
“Thank you for your hard work!”
At Sejun’s words, the full-time employees of the Brown Tower bowed at a 90-degree angle.
It had been three days since Orik had undergone mental training under Blackie’s watch while diligently working.
During that time, Sejun had nothing to do, and
“Sejun~nim, please teach us your cooking!”
Just in time, the full-time employees had asked Sejun for cooking lessons, so he had been teaching them one dish per day.
Spreading proper cuisine throughout the Brown Tower, Sejun was in the process of changing its residents’ eating habits, achieving yet another accomplishment.
However, Orik’s issue was still unresolved.
That did not mean Orik was bad at farming. Even by Sejun’s standards, there was nothing to criticize.
What was the problem?
“Kelkelkel. Grow well.”
Sejun closely observed Orik as he grinned slyly while carefully planting the Kidney Beans of Soil Fertility.
Maybe that laugh is the problem…
Though his laugh was highly irritating, the good-natured crops endured Orik’s grating voice and grew well.
As Sejun watched Orik and pondered for a long time,
“Oh?!”
Something suddenly came to mind.
The Top Tower Farmer!
There was definitely something about being able to pass on farming skills to other tower farmers.
This might work.
“Orik!”
To test his hypothesis, Sejun called Orik.
“Kelkelkel. Sejun~nim, did you call for me?”
Orik quickly ran over. He had been hoping to slack off, so when Sejun called him, he wasted no time getting there.
Tap.
Sejun placed his hand on Orik’s head. He did this because when Bochi had passed a skill to him, he had done it this way.
And then,
I want to pass it on.
As he thought about transferring his farming skills to Orik,
[Magic Seed Sowing]
[Harvesting]
[Seed Harvesting]
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A list of transferable skills appeared.
“Hmm.”
The result was somewhat disappointing. Simply passing on skills wouldn’t make Orik an A-rank Tower Farmer.
As Sejun scrolled through the list, hoping for something more,
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[A-rank Tower Farmer’s Enlightenment]
“Oh?!”
This was it!
At the very bottom was exactly what Sejun had been looking for.
Without hesitation, Sejun selected [A-rank Tower Farmer’s Enlightenment].
[Orik’s limit as a Tower Farmer is B-rank.]
[To forcibly promote him to A-rank using the Enlightenment, you must consume 5,000 from all stats.]
[Would you like to proceed?]
So Tower Farmer rankings had limits?
There was a reason Orik hadn’t been able to reach A-rank despite working so hard.
“Yes, I’ll do it.”
Sejun’s total stats were around 400,000.
Losing 5,000 from all stats wouldn’t have much impact.
[Orik, the Tower Farmer of the Brown Tower, has been promoted to A-rank.]
With Sejun’s enlightenment, Orik became an A-rank Tower Farmer.
A little while later,
[The Administrator of the Great Brown Tower says, “This is the promised reward.”]
Overjoyed that the tower had become a great tower, Grave handed Sejun a reward.
“Hehehe. Thank you.”
After receiving his reward, Sejun said,
“Guys, let’s go back!”
He took his companions and returned to the Black Tower.
And then,
“Kuahahaha! It’s party time today!”
The great Brown Dragons threw a party to celebrate the growth of the Great Brown Tower, once again causing the sales of the Dragon Market to soar.
***
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Sejun who returned home.
After informing Aileen, Ace, the dragons of the Four Dragons Society and Five Dragons Society, as well as the farm family of his return, he went to find Pink-fur.
“Cuengi, sleep well.”
Kuehehehe. Kueng!
[Hehehe. Dad, sleep well too!]
Chu.
After exchanging goodnight greetings with Cuengi, Sejun returned home and lay down on his bed.
But where does my limit as a Tower Farmer end?
Sejun suddenly became curious about his own limits.
However,
Kihihit. Kking!
[Hehe! Butler! It’s ready!]
Blackie, holding the World’s Energy in his mouth, pestered Sejun to go with him to apologize.
Kurrr.
Gororong.
Kkirorong.
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And so, as everyone departed for Blackie’s mental world, only the sound of snoring filled the bedroom.
The starlight of the night sky illuminated Sejun and his companions, providing an answer to his question.
It was not blindingly bright, but a gentle light that pushed back the darkness.
The light spread widely across the 99th floor of the tower, passing through the cave where Sejun had first stayed and reaching into the pond.
As the light entered the pond, it grew weaker, yet it steadily advanced, traversing the bottom of the pond and eventually reaching the Dimensional Sea.
[Hehe. I’m basking in the same light as Sejun~nim!]
Gliding through the Dimensional Sea, the light even reached Flamie.
The light seemed to be speaking.
This is you, and as long as you do not lose your light and keep moving forward, your limits will cease to exist.
Thus, the stars in the night sky offered their own kind of answer.
[Guardian of Fine Cuisine, Park Sejun-nim, please get stronger quickly!]
Among them, [Delicious] twinkled especially brightly, cheering for Sejun.
[Delicious] had been deeply moved by Sejun, who had spread gourmet culture to the Brown Tower.
And,
[Like Sejun-nim, I’ll also spread the world of fine cuisine!]
Decided to shine and spread fine cuisine in other worlds too.
The limits of [Delicious] were expanding as well.