Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 40Vol 2. : Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! ()

<HELLIS>

As they approached the area around the supermassive black hole—

‘That’s the one.’

Sejun saw a massive child—easily over 1km in size—lurking behind the black hole.

“I’m hungry! I’m starving!”

The child was opening his mouth behind the black hole, devouring everything it had sucked in.

“Eoksamchiri, how much time do we have?”

[10 minutes remaining until <Hellis>’s destruction.]

The [System Eoksamchiri] replied to Sejun’s question.

10 minutes?!

There wasn’t much time left.

“Can’t be helped.”

He’d have to multitask.

“I’ll go calm the child. Iona, stop the black hole.”

“Kyung... Sejun, I’m sorry, but I can’t do this alone. I need help from Theo, Queng, and Bat-Bat.”

Iona replied with a dejected tone, clearly upset she couldn’t meet Sejun’s expectations.

“It’s okay. Theo, Queng, Bat-Bat, stay and help Iona.”

Sejun spoke to Iona, then—

“Nyang!”

—detached Theo, who was tightly hugging his knee.

Then—

“Hey, can someone give me a ride over there?”

He approached the Blue Wolves standing behind him and asked for help.

Woof!

Woof!

The Blue Wolves all stepped forward, eager to carry Sejun.

Heheh. Is this the power of meat stew?

Sejun looked at the enthusiastic Blue Wolves with a pleased smile.

But—

Ching!

They weren’t actually eager to carry Sejun—they were trying to carry Kkamang, who was in Sejun’s sling bag, currently delivering a “mental re-education” to Tikan.

So, unknowingly, Sejun ended up riding the back of the victorious Blue Wolf among dozens and headed toward the child.

“Puhuhut. Iona, what do you need Vice Chairman Teo to do, nya?!”

“Queng?!”

[My lady, what should Queng do, da-yo?!]

(Bat-Bat. Lady Iona, how can I help?)

Theo, Queng, and Bat-Bat awaited Iona’s instructions.

“Kyut-kyut-kyut. First, young master Bat-Bat...”

Iona began explaining the operation to the three.

Moments later—

(Bat-Bat. Then I’ll begin now!)

Swish. Swish. Swish.

Bat-Bat began opening and closing dimensional gates at # Nоvеlight # the edge of the black hole.

Queng!

Queng used telekinesis to slow <Hellis>’s speed as it was being sucked in.

Woof! Woof!

The Blue Wolves, following the lead of their alpha, pushed <Hellis> away from the black hole with all their might.

Then—

“Nyang? Iona, am I supposed to just stay like this, nya?”

As usual, Theo was wrapped around Iona’s tail, tilting his head in confusion.

“Kyut-kyut-kyut. Yes! Gravity, lend me your strength...”

Iona confidently replied and began chanting a spell.

Theo didn’t know it, but his role was to boost Iona’s mental focus. When she was wrapped in his tail, Iona could perform at her absolute best.

About three minutes into Iona’s casting, the black hole began to distort like an amoeba.

Bat-Bat’s dimensional gates destabilized the black hole’s balance, and Iona amplified that imbalance with gravity magic.

As a result, the black hole weakened, its form collapsing.

Five more minutes passed. The black hole swelled to dozens of times its original size—but its power significantly diminished.

“Kyut-kyut-kyut. Sir Theo, it’s almost over. Please enter over there now.”

“Puhuhut. Got it, nya!”

Theo dashed toward the center of the black hole, following Iona’s direction, and the two vanished inside.

Three seconds later—

Swoosh.

The black hole vanished in an instant.

Where the black hole had been—

“Kyut-kyut-kyut. We’re lucky to have gotten the core!”

Iona stood holding a small peanut-sized orb filled with swirling black energy—containing the sealed core of the black hole.

Theo had his tail and both front paws wrapped protectively around her.

Theo’s fur was a complete mess, sticking out in every direction. He must have worked hard shielding Iona as she focused on casting magic.

The gravity had been tugging his fur around violently.

In contrast, Iona’s fur remained pristine.

“Kyut-kyut-kyut. Sir Theo, all for me...”

Seeing their contrasting appearances, Iona was deeply touched by Theo’s thoughtfulness and gently groomed his fur.

While the others were busy destroying the black hole—

“Want to try this? It tastes better than what you’re eating now.”

Sejun approached the child and offered some food to win him over.

“Tasty? What is it?”

The child immediately showed interest.

“It’s called a chicken skewer... but don’t worry about the explanation. Just try it.”

“Chickin skewy?”

The child shoved the entire skewer into his mouth. Given his enormous size, it barely registered, but—

...?!

“Tasty!”

The child fully savored the flavor.

“Heheh. Good, right? Want more?”

“Yeah!”

The child nodded enthusiastically at Sejun’s sly grin.

Hooked by Sejun’s chicken skewer tactics, the rest went smoothly.

“Eat while you listen.”

“Okay.”

“If you come with me, you’ll meet lots of friends.”

“Friends?”

“Yeah. See this photo? Don’t you want to play with the kids here? This one’s my daughter Taecho, this one’s Dongdong-i, this one’s Nangnangi...”

Sejun swiped through pictures of the kindergarten kids on his phone.

“And this one’s Ddaeddae.”

When Sejun finished introducing the last child—

“Then what about me?”

The child pointed at himself and asked.

“Hm?”

“What will you call me? When you introduce me to them...”

“Oh. A name? You’ll be...”

Dozens of names flew through Sejun’s head.

Since he made a black hole... Black?

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The 23rd child... Twenty-three? Maybe Twoss?

He wanted to give him one of those kinds of names, but—

No, the kid didn’t do it on purpose. Giving him a weird name might only make things worse.

Right. I can’t give him a name like that.

Sejun, showing his rare generosity, decided to give the child a proper name.

The name that came out of that generosity...

“Hellmang?”

Short for “Hellis” and “Destruction” — Hellmang.

Any more generosity and the name might’ve gotten even worse. Sejun’s naming sense was truly terrifying.

“You’re Hellmang now.”

And so, the child—who lost his chance at a decent name thanks to Sejun’s ‘generosity’—became Hellmang.

Sejun picked up the now-tiny child, who could fit snugly in his arms.

[You have destroyed the supermassive black hole that was sucking in <Hellis>.]

[You have completed the quest.]

[As a quest reward, <Hellis> has been pacified.]

[As a quest reward, you have gained 0.5% evolution experience of <Hellis>.]

A series of quest notifications appeared.

“Heheh. 0.5%, huh.”

Sejun smirked at the message.

If 0.5% of a Level 10 world’s evolution experience gets converted into Earth’s evolution...

“Eoksamchiri, convert it quickly.”

Don’t get it wrong—I can calculate it. I just said it because Eoksamchiri was being lazy.

You still have to do your job!

[Converting 0.5% evolution experience from Level 10 world to Level 4 world.]

[You have gained 32% evolution experience of Level 4 world.]

Eoksamchiri quickly displayed the result.

Then—

[<Earth>’s evolution experience has been filled.]

[<Earth> will begin evolving to a Level 5 world.]

[<Earth>’s evolution will complete in 4 hours.]

Earth’s evolution had begun.

“Nice.”

In four hours, the Tower capacity would increase to six.

“Now, I just need to deal with him.”

Sejun looked at Tikan, who was still draped over the Blue Wolves’ alpha.

Kihihit. Kking!

[Heheh. Butler! The great Kkamang has awoken!]

Kkamang regained consciousness.

Kking?! Kking?!

[What are you looking at?! Wanna fight the great Kkamang?!]

The moment he woke up, Kkamang—now in Sejun’s arms—picked a fight with Hellmang, who had been staring at him.

“Why would I get scolded?! You should be scolded!”

Whack!

Hellmang smacked Kkamang on the head.

And then—

Kking—! Kking—!

[Butler! He hit the great Kkamang’s head—! Scold him—!]

Kkamang whimpered and pleaded with Sejun for help.

“You started it first, Kkamang.”

Of course, Sejun didn’t indulge him.

Kking...

[Butler, you’re mean...]

But he didn’t ignore it either.

“Here. Eat this and apologize to Hellmang.”

Sejun patted the spot where Kkamang was hit and placed an ultra-delicious roasted sweet potato strip in his mouth.

And then—

Kihihit.

Kihihit.

Kkamang’s mouth curled upward in delight.

Kihihit. Kking! Kking!

[Heheh. The generous and mighty Kkamang shall forgive you this time! Sorry for picking a fight!]

Kkamang immediately apologized.

“Hellmang, you shouldn’t punch people just because you’re mad. Eat this and say sorry.”

“Okay! Sorry for hitting you, Kkamang!”

Hellmang also apologized while munching on the sweet potato.

With their apologies, the two made peace.

“Kkamang, what should we do with Tikan?”

Sejun asked about Tikan’s fate—Kkamang’s mortal enemy’s son.

Kihihit. Kking! Kking!

[Heheh. Of course, he’s a lifetime full-time employee of Sejun Company! I’m gonna work him to the bone forever!]

Kkamang grinned wickedly. Thanks to Sejun’s example, he had learned that making someone suffer was better than just killing them.

Thunk.

“Puhuhut. The great hybrid Chairman Park has stamped him, nya!”

Theo swiftly stamped the back of Tikan’s head.

Normally, as the God of Fairness, the contract should’ve been signed in the spiritual realm—but Tikan was only a demigod.

“Why’s he still not getting up?”

Sejun looked at Kkamang and asked.

Kihihit. Kking!

[Heheh. Because the great Kkamang’s education was very thorough!]

So... you beat him up pretty badly.

Sejun immediately understood.

“So, what should we make Tikan do? Do you have anything in mind?”

Kking! Kking! Kking!

[Nope! That’s your job, Butler!]

“Really? Hm... Vice Chairman Theo, got any good ideas?”

Since nothing came to mind, Sejun asked Theo.

“Puhuhut. Of course I do, nya! I’m a capable Vice Chairman, nya!”

“Oh? What is it?”

“Send Tikan to Tartarus, nya! Make him work like crazy, then release him, nya!”

“Oh. That’s actually a great idea!”

“Puhuhut. I know, nya!”

Theo replied smugly—but it was such a good idea, Sejun couldn’t complain.

These days, Tartarus was being managed by the seventh Queen Bee, and the prison atmosphere had changed a lot.

She made prisoners work from morning to night and paid them with small amounts of divine power. The reception was surprisingly positive.

For gods, divine power was life, currency, and the fuel for their strength.

So having more of it meant being stronger. Not always true, but generally.

In any case, gods willingly labored in exchange for divine power.

What kind of labor?

Vrrr—

[Everyone! You’re building statues of Sejun and Sweetie!]

They were constructing giant statues of Sejun and Sweetie.

Heheh. When Sejun and Sweetie see them later, they’ll be impressed, right?

As expected of the sycophantic seventh.

And so, Tikan started working hard in Tartarus, earning divine power.

As a full-time Sejun Company employee, he earned more divine power than other prisoners.

“I want to be a full-time employee too!”

“Me too!”

When other prisoner gods learned of this, they began applying to join Sejun Company, unintentionally increasing its presence in Tartarus.

And—

Vrrr. Vrrr.

[Heheh. Just as planned.]

With this kind of performance, I can stay as warden for a long time!

The seventh Queen Bee warden smiled gleefully as she looked at the growing pile of applications.

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