Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 31Vol 2. : Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! ()

Inside Kkamang’s mental world.

“Hihit. Today’s finally the day.”

Kkamang, who had spent the entire week eagerly awaiting this day, grinned wickedly.

The Great Kkamang will memorize all the names of those who showed up to the meeting and tell Master everything!

Yes. Today was the day of the Victims of Park Sejun’s Naming Convention gathering. That’s why Kkamang told Sejun he was tired and went to bed early without even offering an apology.

A short while later—

Fwoosh.

The invitation in Kkamang’s hand began to burn on its own.

The flames from the invitation...

Doom. Doom.

Spread outward in a circular pattern—

Wuuuung.

And opened up a flaming tunnel.

“Hihit. All of you dissatisfied with the names Master gave you, just wait!”

The Great Kkamang will snitch on all of you to Master!

Imagining himself getting rewarded with heaps of ultra-delicious roasted sweet potato jerky for his service,

Hop!

Kkamang jumped into the flame tunnel.

But there was one thing Kkamang didn’t know.

“Park Kkamang, you little punk. So you’re saying you’re unhappy with the name I gave you?”

Sejun already knew about the naming victim gathering.

“Sejun, apparently someone sent an invitation to Ace saying it was for victims of the names you gave out. Should I trace and handle it?”

[Sejun-nim, the World Tree Omiphase from Omid received an invitation, and the contents were...]

“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. Sejun-nim, Huxster says he received an invitation to a group called ‘Victims of Park Sejun’s Naming.’ Should I investigate?”

[Sejun-nim, someone sent me an invitation saying if I don’t like the name Eoksamchiri, I should come. What shall I do?]

Reports came in from all over—Aileen, Flamy, Iona, [System Eoksamchiri], even the lava giant Yongbun currently working in Queng’s herb garden, and the Nightmare Demon King Gilsoon Nightmare of Dreammong’s faction.

Of course, among the informants were also members of Kkamang’s own family—excluding Kkamang himself.

Everyone else had already «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» confessed and found the light.

Hihit.

But Kkamang, blinded by the thought of ultra-delicious sweet potato jerky, ended up being treated like the only traitor.

***

Location: Victims of Park Sejun’s Naming Convention meeting.

‘Hihit. Look at all these people here to tattle on Master!’

One ultra-delicious roasted sweet potato jerky per name! That’s what I’ll demand!

Kkamang excitedly looked around and began memorizing names of the attendees.

“Grapey, Grape-se, Omiphase, Huxster, Blacktorch, Blackmoonbok, Wolgang, Moonlight, Sweetie, Dragonling...”

How could you?!

As he went down the list, Kkamang trembled with betrayal.

“Umdol-i, Komi, Kkabi...”

Seeing even his own subordinates,

Grrrr...

How dare you betray Master?!

He snarled while glaring at his subordinates.

Then—

“Poor Master.”

He pitied Sejun.

These wicked traitors! They’ve all secretly hated the names Master gave them while pretending to be satisfied this whole time?!

There was no one he could trust. Sejun, betrayed by everyone, seemed pitiful to him.

Hihit. In the end, the only one who truly appreciates Master’s naming is the Great Kkamang!

Hihit. Master, you’d better treat the Great Kkamang even better from now on!

Simultaneously, he puffed up with pride, believing he was the only one loyal to Sejun.

Unaware that aside from the host and Kkamang, all the other attendees were spies planted by Sejun to identify who was actually dissatisfied with their names.

As the participants finished gathering—

“Victims of Park Sejun’s naming, I sincerely welcome you.”

A voice rang out from the darkness.

“I’m the organizer of the Victims of Park Sejun’s Naming Convention...”

The host trailed off right before saying their name.

At that moment—

Thud. Rumble rumble rumble.

A massive orb rolled into the center of the venue with a heavy sound. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a planet.

“I am Kkamyel Daesung.”

That’s right. The one who organized the Sejun Naming Victims gathering was none other than the planet Kkamyel Daesung.

“Well then, let’s start by sharing our complaints about Park Sejun’s names. Since things are still a bit awkward, I’ll go first as the organizer!”

Kkamyel Daesung immediately shouted—

“Everyone! How could Park Sejun name a planet something like this?! Kkamyel Daesung?! What the heck is Kkamyel Daesung?!”

Apparently, he had long harbored grievances about the name and finally let loose.

Kkamyel Daesung thought everyone here must share his opinion, but—

“...”

No one agreed. The crowd stayed silent.

Naturally so—no one else in the room thought their name was strange.

Well... there was one.

‘Yeah... It is a bit much...’

Huxster agreed silently with Kkamyel Daesung, but he didn’t show it. He couldn’t.

If he did, it would reach Sejun’s ears through the others in the room.

And then—

“Ugh. Absolutely not.”

Huxster shook his head, shuddering.

Just then—

“Kkamyel Daesung, what does that make me?!”

Kaboolto shouted in outrage.

The “Kka” in Kkamyel Daesung came from Kaboolto. To deny the name was to deny him.

“Then you can change your name too, Kaboolto-nim! Become Boolto! And I’ll be Boolmyeol Daesung!”

“What?! Boolto?! That only benefits you!”

“Then how about Boolboolto?”

“You little—!”

The two started arguing over names.

“I guess nothing else fits. I like Kaboolto best!”

“What?! Are you serious?! You actually like the name Park Sejun gave you?! Then why are you here?! Don’t tell me... You’re one of Sejun’s spies?!”

Kaboolto got so excited praising Sejun’s naming that he nearly outed himself.

“Well...”

Should I reveal myself now?

While Kaboolto hesitated—

Thud!

“Hihit! Kaboolto’s not Master’s spy! The Great Kkamang is!”

Kkamang leapt forward proudly.

He’d already memorized all the names of the attendees. Now all that remained was sweeping them up in one go.

As soon as Kkamang stepped up—

“I’m actually his spy too!”

“I’m also Sejun-nim’s spy!”

“Me too!”

Everyone admitted they were Sejun’s spies.

“Wha... everyone except me?! Is the world wrong... or am I...?”

Kkamyel Daesung muttered in despair, his eyes empty.

Then—

“Don’t lie! Only the Great Kkamang is Master’s true spy!”

No! If this keeps up, I’ll only get one piece of ultra-delicious sweet potato jerky!

“Be honest! You’re all secretly dissatisfied with the names, right?!”

Kkamang, driven by greed for more sweet potato jerky, tried to brainwash the attendees into false confessions.

But just then, Sejun and his group appeared at the meeting place.

“Kkamang, were you trying to secretly catch the culprits?”

“Huh?! Master’s here?”

His plan to coax confessions instantly fell apart.

“I didn’t know... I’m sorry I doubted you. As an apology, I’ll give you 100 pieces of ultra-delicious sweet potato jerky later.”

“Hihit. The Great Kkamang is generous, so Master is forgiven!”

Fortunately, all ended well.

Then—

“Kkamyel Daesung, I’m disappointed. I really put a lot of thought into that name.”

“Puhuhut. That’s right-nya! The naming skill of our Great Hybrid Chairman Park is the best in all dimensions-nya! Why hate it-nya?!”

“Hihit! Master, I wanna beat him up!”

Now everyone started laying into Kkamyel Daesung, the organizer of the meeting.

After several hours of roasting—

“Fine. Since you hate the name so much, I’ll come up with something even more thoughtful.”

Sejun decided to provide name after-service.

“So then...”

What should I call it?

As Sejun began thinking—

Master’s Naming Show has begun!

Sejun-nim’s naming is underway!

Everyone focused on Sejun, anticipating what name he would come up with.

“Oh! Sejun-nim, thank you so much!”

Kkamyel Daesung was moved and gave his thanks.

But he shouldn’t have. He should’ve stopped Sejun. He should’ve just accepted the original name.

Because when Sejun “puts more thought” into naming, it only gets weirder.

Considering the planet housed both the Destruction Devourers and Destruction Pioneers created from Kaboolto’s body—

“Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong.”

Sejun bestowed a name even more absurd than Kkamyel Daesung.

“...What?”

Kkamyel Daesung blanked out from the shock.

“Hihit. Master is the best! No one can beat his naming skills!”

“Puhehehe. That’s our brother-in-law!”

“Sejun-nim, thank you! You’ve given me a name even more embarrassing than Kaboolto!”

The others praised Sejun in awe.

Meanwhile—

[Talent: Namemaker effect has been activated.]

[Renaming Kkamyel Daesung to Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong.]

The renaming began.

[With current power level—]

[System Eoksamchiri] was about to say renaming wasn’t possible with current power, but—

“Vice Chairman Theo.”

Sejun called out quietly.

[One moment! I’ll find a way!]

Eoksamchiri scrambled to find a solution with all its might.

Three seconds later—

[Vice Chairman Theo, please burn some money!]

Having found a solution, Eoksamchiri asked Theo for help.

“Puhuhut. Very well-nya!”

Gaining the excuse to burn Sejun’s money, Theo eagerly accepted and started a fire.

“No—! I don’t want—!”

Realizing too late, Kkamyel Daesung tried to resist, but—

Flaaash!

Theo’s front paw shone brilliantly.

[Renaming successful.]

[The name Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong now holds special effects.]

[Growth rate of Destruction Devourers and Destruction Pioneers on Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong has increased by 10%.]

[Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong can now emit 500 billion liters of gas daily to move.]

[As the number of Destruction Devourers and Pioneers increases, Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong will also grow in size.]

The renaming was complete.

It would’ve been better if it ended there, but—

[Upon receiving a new name, Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong has increased in grade.]

[Upgraded Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong has evolved from a planet into the world <Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong (Lv. 1)>.]

It had now become a full-fledged world, bearing its embarrassing name across all dimensions.

And then—

[<Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong>, owned by Black Tower Farmer Park Sejun, has been registered as a satellite world of <Earth>.]

[<Earth> now possesses a Level 1 satellite world, and all stats of its inhabitants increase by +10.]

“Ooh!”

Sejun, without even realizing it, added another satellite world to Earth.

“Nooo~!”

Thus, the now-world Kkamyulmyeolmyeolseong screamed as it was dragged to Earth’s side.

“Puhuhut. Iona, isn’t the naming skill of our Great Hybrid Chairman Park truly superb-nya?!”

Theo asked proudly.

But—

“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut.”

Unable to agree, Iona just laughed awkwardly.

“Let’s go back.”

“Puhuhut. Very well-nya!”

“Hihit. Master! Hurry and give me my 100 roasted sweet potato jerky pieces!”

As Sejun and his party disappeared—

“Well, that was entertaining. Let’s head back too.”

BEEP!

BZZZT!

The other participants vanished.

The now-empty meeting hall.

“Is this the end of the gathering... forever?”

Huxster, disappointed, quietly left the venue.

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