TL: Hanguk
Saaaaa.
From the opened Black Moon, blood-red mist flowed out.
The red mist gradually gathered and transformed into the forms of the Eight Calamities.
“Go and destroy everything! Bring destruction to the world!”
With a cry filled with the wrath of destruction, they disappeared into the thousands of holes that had formed before them.
After the Apostles of Destruction disappeared, destruction came to personally take command.
Once again, crisis descended upon the peaceful world.
***
“I’m out of seaweed…”
And now, there are no more bloodsucking leeches either.
Sejun, who had taken out the leech seaweed to make seaweed soup for the dragons today, wore a troubled expression.
On top of that, the slime meat was also running low.
And there was barely any locust meat left to make the Yongari Chicken that Ace liked.
There are no calamities either, what should I do?
While pondering, Sejun used the last remaining seaweed to make seaweed soup.
Baerorong.
Paespaes had fallen asleep early and was snoring on Sejun’s shoulder.
A little while later.
“Aileen, here’s the seaweed soup. I don’t think I’ll be able to make it anymore since I’m out of seaweed.”
Sejun said as he sent the seaweed soup to Aileen.
“Huh? Aileen, what do you mean?
Why are you so flustered? Not being able to eat seaweed soup isn’t such a big deal, is it?”
Sejun, confused by Aileen’s reaction, also became flustered.
“What?! Is it like morning sickness?”
“What?! Dragons really experience morning sickness?!”
[The Tower’s Administrator says that if there’s no seaweed soup, Kelly-nim might have to starve continuously.]
“Really? Then should I bring seaweed from Earth?”
“Huh? Why not? It’s the same seaweed, isn’t it?”
Dragons could perceive not only the sweet, bitter, and other common tastes but also the taste of magic power.
“That makes sense. But if there’s no seaweed, what should I do?”
After pondering for a moment, Sejun spoke.
“Ah. Aileen, let’s give today’s seaweed soup entirely to Kelly-nim and explain the situation to the other dragons while offering them a different meal.”
It was enough seaweed soup for tens of thousands of dragons, so Kelly alone could eat it for several decades.
“Yeah. I won’t push myself too hard.”
Sejun took out ingredients from the Void Storage, baked bread, and started melting all the chocolate bricks he had.
A little while later.
“It’s done.”
Haha. This is the best after donating blood.
Sejun looked at the round, thick choco pies coated in chocolate and spoke.
Now, all that was left was to mass-produce them.
“Cooking.”
As Sejun gathered the ingredients and used his skill, the materials combined, and choco pies started being made.
In an instant, Sejun had produced tens of thousands of choco pies.
“I should tell Theo later to ask Mud-nim, the God of Mud, for more chocolate bricks.”
He muttered while looking at the nearly empty chocolate container.
And then
Ears perking up.
Puhuhut. Hel~nim, please go to Mud~nim and get some chocolate bricks, meow!
Theo, who had been listening to Sejun’s words even while sleeping, relayed the message to Hel.
[The designated target is Hel, the God of Merchants.]
[<Manager> Hel’s Pawnshop, God of Merchants Hel: Yes! Sir!]
Recently under pressure to repay debts, Hel hurriedly accepted the quest.
“Mud, can I get 10,000 chocolate bricks?”
“Sure. Here.”
“Thanks. Ah… Mud, I don’t have any divine power right now, so can I pay with welfare points?”
As Hel was about to pay with divine power, she suddenly realized she had none left and hastily took out welfare points instead.
The system had seized her divine power, but it hadn’t taken her welfare points. No, it couldn’t.
That was because Sejun Company’s welfare points were a currency exclusively issued by [System SJC].
[System 371] had no authority to take them.
“Yes! Of course you can! So these are welfare points!”
Mud, who received the welfare points from Hel, looked at them with an excited expression.
Having repeatedly failed to win the Sejun Company full-time employee lottery, Mud had never even seen welfare points before.
And so, using just 1 welfare point,
Hel received 5 welfare points.
“Hehehe. Try taking this away too!”
I’ll only trade with welfare points from now on.
Feeling triumphant after discovering a way to keep her wealth safe from the system, Hel returned to her pawnshop,
“Huh?! Dio, what are you doing here?”
There was already a customer inside the pawnshop.
A tall, handsome man with long golden hair. It was Dio, the God of Alcohol.
“Hel, I heard you’ve been selling alcohol to non-combat gods. Is that true?”
“Yeah, why?”
Bang!
“When it comes to alcohol, it’s us combat gods who should have it! Especially me, the great God of Alcohol, Dio! Hel, sell me some Samyangju!”
Dio, getting excited at Hel’s response, slammed the wall.
Crash!
Of course, the wall couldn’t withstand the strength of Dio, one of the five executives of the Combat Shop Headquarters, and it collapsed.
Dio, despite being the God of Alcohol, couldn’t make alcohol himself.
However, because he had various powers, talents, and skills such as <Power: Heavy Drinker>, which made him stronger the better the alcohol he consumed, he was always eager to acquire the finest drinks.
“This is for repair costs.”
After saying that, Dio handed divine power to Hel.
But,
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“No. I’m not accepting divine power anymore.”
“What?!”
Hel refused the divine power Dio was offering. There was no point in accepting it since it would be seized immediately anyway.
“If you want to trade with me from now on, bring Sejun Company’s welfare points.”
“Welfare points? What’s that?”
“Ask Battler or Bev. They’ll know.”
“So if I bring welfare points, you’ll sell me Samyangju?”
“Yeah. I don’t have any right now, but when I get some, I’ll sell it. However, if someone else offers me more welfare points, I’ll sell it to them instead.”
“Hehehe. Of course. Alright, I don’t know what these welfare points are, but I’ll get them soon.”
Thus, with Hel, the God of Merchants, declaring that she would only accept Sejun Company welfare points instead of divine power, welfare point transactions among the gods became even more active.
And inevitably, that further weakened the power of [System 371].
***
“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, here are the chocolate bricks you mentioned earlier, meow!”
Theo, who had been clinging to Sejun’s knee while sleeping, suddenly began pulling chocolate bricks out of his bag.
“Huh?! Theo, you weren’t asleep?”
“Puhuhut. I, Vice Chairman Theo, always listen to the great hybrid Chairman Park’s words, even in my sleep, meow!”
Theo proudly answered Sejun’s question with a smug expression.
“Our Vice Chairman Theo, working even in his sleep? I should give you a raise.”
“Puhuhut. Of course, meow! Pay me with exclusive knee rights, meow!”
“Alright. I’ll give you a one-month exclusive knee rights as your salary.”
“Puhuhut. Sounds great, meow!”
Now Chairman Park’s knee rights will never be taken away, meow!
Theo felt like he had just obtained an endless treasure trove.
“Since we have more chocolate bricks now, I should make more choco pies.”
Sejun started replicating choco pies again.
Gororong.
Theo fell back asleep.
While Sejun was busy making a mountain of choco pies,
Thud. Thud.
Kuoeng!
[Sejun-nim, good morning!]
Kuehehehe. Kueng!
[Hehehe. Dad, good morning!]
Pink-fur and Cuengi, who was clinging to Pink-fur’s chest, appeared together in harmony.
Today, Cuengi had woken up early and hadn’t arrived in Pink-fur’s mouth like usual.
“Yeah, good morning. I made something new, try it.”
Sejun offered choco pies to Cuengi and Pink-fur.
For Pink-fur, he handed over 100 choco pies at once. That was the amount needed for her to actually taste them.
And then,
Kuooong!
[Sejun-nim, this is really delicious!]
Kueng!
[Dad is a genius!]
Pink-fur and Cuengi showered Sejun’s choco pies with praise.
Huhu. Feels good.
He heard compliments often, but no matter how many times, he never got tired of them.
“Pink-fur, take these and enjoy them.”
Feeling good, Sejun packed plenty of choco pies as snacks for Pink-fur.
Kuooong.
[Thank you, Sejun-nim.]
Kuehehehe. Kueng!
[Hehehe. Mom has a snack pouch just like Cuengi now!]
Pink-fur, carrying a pouch full of choco pies, went to Minotaur King.
“Aileen, take these. Blackie, stop sleeping and get up for breakfast.”
Sejun sent the choco pies he had prepared to Aileen and then woke up Blackie, who was sleeping on the bed.
Kihihit. Kking.
[Hehe. Butler, feed me breakfast.]
Blackie, reluctant to wake up, whined.
“Alright. Blackie, if you don’t get up in three seconds, you’ll miss breakfast. One, two-”
Kking!
[Nooo!]
Of course, such tricks didn’t work on Sejun.
Once everyone was awake, Sejun had a simple breakfast.
Theo had Churu, the Blackie Family had roasted and dried sweet potato, while Sejun and Cuengi had choco pies with coffee and milk.
After breakfast,
“Shall we get going?”
Sejun led his party, not to the 10th Tower, but to Jǫrmungandr’s stomach.
For the time being, he planned to focus on the giant Tear of Destruction that Theo had been sensing.
Sejun was the first to pass through the dimensional gate, followed by his companions.
Then,
“Kabulto, to the location.”
Yolyol!
[To the location!]
Kabulto slammed headfirst into the ground and lost consciousness, and the Blackie Family, surrounding him, also banged their heads against the ground and fainted.
-I’ll take off now.
“Okay.”
Ppubuubung.
The Fart Ship set sail again.
“Cuengi, that one.”
Kueng!
As they moved, Cuengi used telekinesis to bring the Tear of Destruction that Sejun had pointed at closer to him.
And then,
Wriggle.
“Alright, guys, come on out.”
Sejun summoned the Destruction Sejuns and put them to work.
Whenever a Destruction Sejun turned into an Incomplete Creator God’s Tear,
“Here you go.”
He swapped it for a Growth Elixir and drank it.
Even though the Fart Ship moved all day, the distance they had to cover was vast, and they only managed to travel one-fifth of the way.
“It’ll take another four days. Vice Chairman Theo, are you still feeling the pull?”
“Puhuhut. Of course, meow! The pull has gotten even stronger, meow!”
“Good.”
As Sejun patted Theo’s head,
“Puhuhut. I like this, meow!”
Theo lifted his head high to make it easier for Sejun to pat him.
While Sejun was stroking Theo’s head,
What would happen if I brought Uren here?
A sudden curiosity struck him.
If he brought Uren, it would either be a complete disaster or a major success.
So far, Theo’s luck had always been stronger, leading to major successes, but this time, the opponent wasn’t easy, so he needed to be careful…
Wait!
What if the Tear of Destruction replicated Uren’s misfortune as well?!
“Huh?!”
There couldn’t be a better outcome than this.
Sejun hurried back to the Black Tower, searched for Uren’s whereabouts, and started preparing dinner.
Then,
Piyo! Piyo?
[Sejun-nim, Theo-nim, hello! Were you looking for us?]
“Uhehehe. Something smells delicious.”
“Mohehehe. Hello!”
Piyot, Uren, and Poyo arrived on the 99th floor of the Black Tower just in time for dinner.
“Uren, come with me for a moment.”
“Huh?! Can’t I eat first?”
“No. Instead, I’ll make you whatever you want to eat later.”
“Uhehehe. Okay, then, I’ll go!”
Sejun lured Uren in and moved to Jǫrmungandr’s stomach.
“Cuengi, send Uren over there.”
Kueng!
Cuengi used telekinesis to send Uren to the area where the Tears of Destruction were gathered.
Wriggle. Wriggle.
Wriggle. Wriggle.
The Tears of Destruction began replicating Uren.
Then,
Boom! Kwa-gwa-gwang!
Some of the Tears of Destruction started exploding.
As they attempted to replicate Uren, misfortune intervened, preventing them from even forming a complete shape before they were annihilated.
‘As expected of the King of Misfortune.’
Of course, even the Tears of Destruction that had successfully replicated Uren were immediately struck by their next misfortune.
They either died from being hit by the fragments of their exploding comrades or were struck by attacks from fellow clones in the ensuing chaos. It was complete mayhem.
In particular, the larger the Tear of Destruction, the more it seemed to amplify Uren’s misfortune, causing them to perish even faster.
In an instant, the surrounding area was completely cleared of the Tears of Destruction.
“Uhehe. Can we eat now?”
Uren, seemingly unaware of what he had just done, casually asked for food.
How is this guy even alive?
Feeling pity for him, Sejun made everything Uren wanted to eat.
Uren’s very existence was a mystery.
*****
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