Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 5Vol 2. : Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! ()
Squeeeak—!
Yuren let out a shriek and tried to flee from the children charging at him—
Chomp.
Smooch, smooch.
—but he was quickly caught, bitten, licked, and covered in drool. They might look young, but these were candidates to succeed the Creator God. They were faster and stronger than Yuren.
Having now tasted Yuren—
“Ptooey. Ugh... gross!”
“Tastes weird!”
“Ptuuh! It’s yucky!”
“Gomgomi, you liar!”
“Yeah! Piggy! Not tasty!”
The others grimaced and scolded Gomgomi for saying the pig was tasty.
“That’s weird... I swear it tasted good... I mean it! Waaah! I really mean it!”
Gomgomi, feeling wronged, began to cry.
“Hehehe.”
Watching the scene, Sejun burst out laughing—then quickly rushed over to comfort Gomgomi.
“Gomgomi, hey, hey. Don’t cry.”
He gently soothed the sobbing bear. If Gomgomi {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} got overwhelmed and rampaged out of the kindergarten, it could literally mean Earth’s destruction.
While Sejun was busy calming Gomgomi—
“Let’s play tag!”
“Kkangkang wants to be it!”
“Okay! Let’s go hide!”
The children started a game of tag on their own.
“I wanna play too!”
Gomgomi quickly joined them.
Just then—
“Great Hybrid Chairman Park! The marksmen are in danger, nya!”
Theo, who had been speaking with Piyot, ran over and shouted to Sejun.
According to Piyot, they were about to engage an enemy when, due to Yuren’s misfortune, a dimensional sinkhole opened, and the marksmen were separated.
“Then let’s go immediately! Aileen, Flamy—watch the kids for me!”
“Got it. Leave it to me!”
[Hehet. Don’t worry!]
Leaving the kids in Aileen and Flamy’s care, Sejun dashed off toward the nearby Black Tower.
Once Sejun had left—
“Ahem. Then I, the great Black Dragon Aileen Prittany, shall prepare lunch.”
Kehihihi. Time to show off my skills!
Aileen rolled up her sleeves enthusiastically.
“Kids, Principal Aileen is going to make a delicious lunch, so play nicely!”
She announced with confidence and entered the kitchen.
[I’ll get apples ready!]
Flamy, just as motivated, headed to the apple tree in the yard to collect apple-shaped nutrient pods.
Meanwhile—
Mr. Sejun, come back soon.
Mr. Sejun... I’m scared...
The children trembled, frozen in place, overcome by a sudden and inexplicable fear.
***
[Arrived at the 86th Floor of the Golden Tower.]
The moment they entered the Black Tower, Sejun and the team teleported via waypoint to the 86th floor of the Golden Tower.
Whooooosh—
Above them, a colossal golden typhoon roared in the sky, sucking up objects with its fierce wind.
Queng!
“What’s going on here?!”
Sejun hid behind the now three-meter-tall Queng and asked Piyot.
Piyot!
[It’s because of Gold, the King of the Golden Typhoon—one of the Four Heavenly Kings who serves the God of Destruction Ditto!]
“Gold?”
Piyot!
[Yes! Actually—]
As Sejun clung to Queng’s back, they flew toward the typhoon’s center while Piyot explained the situation.
Piyot and the others had started investigating Yuren’s misfortune after learning from Sejun that its origins might lie with Yuren’s ancestors.
Whenever they had time, they visited the Damon family estate—Yuren’s home—and searched for information on his lineage.
They’d asked Uto and other Damon pigs if any ancestors had been patrons of a hero party. No one knew.
Then one day, like usual, they were in the Damon family library where its history was recorded.
“Huh?!”
Yuren tripped on something on the floor—
Crash!
—and slammed into the wall, punching a hole through it.
Then—
“Uhehehe. I think I found something.”
Beyond the wall was a hidden room.
Considering it was Yuren who found it, they should have been cautious.
Piyot!
[Let’s go in!]
But they were too desperate for clues and overlooked the danger.
Inside was a small room, and at the end of it, a single book and a transparent orb.
And then—
Lost 10 million Tower Coins to Zeon again today. Zeon, you bastard.
Lost 25 million Tower Coins again to Zeon. Zeon, that son of a—
Zeon forced me to sign a hero party sponsorship contract and took 1 billion coins. Zeon, you—
...
..
.
The book was actually a disguised ledger, filled with curses directed at someone named Zeon.
Apparently, Yuren’s ancestor had been thoroughly fleeced by this Zeon fellow. Classic Damon lineage.
Eventually, the ancestor was forced into being the sponsor of a hero party.
Heard Zeon’s hero party finally defeated the God of Destruction. I was rooting for the God of Destruction... That bastard.
Zeon came by and gave me the sealed orb containing Gold, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, the Golden Storm King. Then took 200 million coins for “vacation expenses.” Zeon, you—
Zeon’s ship sank and he’s supposedly dead. Zeon, you bastard! You should’ve paid me back first!
The diary ended with news of Zeon’s death.
And finally—
To any descendant who finds this journal, I, Yuko Damon, ask that you retrieve 1,521,331,820,000 Tower Coins from Zeon’s descendants and avenge me. Keep this secret from the family.
A last request asking the reader to recover the debt and bring peace to Yuko Damon’s soul.
There was no mention of misfortune.
“Uhehehe. So Yuko was the hero party’s sponsor.”
Yuren learned the truth about Yuko—known among the five great Damon merchants as the cold-blooded one—and felt an odd sense of kinship.
Pphuht. I should take this to Master Theo.
Meanwhile, Piyot packed the book to bring to Theo.
Piyot!
[This must be the orb containing the sealed Heavenly King!]
To examine it, he lightly tapped the orb with his wing—
Fwoosh!
A whirlwind formed inside the orb, releasing a bright flash of light. It was a mysterious orb that generated a vortex when touched.
Even when Piyot tapped it—
Kaa-woong!
Nyong-nyong!
Ppok-ppok!
Tweet-tweet!
It had been fine when the marksmen were playing with the orb.
But—
“Uhehehe. That’s neat.”
The moment Yuren touched it—
Crackle...
“Huh?!”
The orb began to crack. The vortex, which had been contained inside, instantly swelled and began devouring everything around it.
In that moment, due to Yuren’s misfortune, a dimensional sinkhole opened—and Piyot, Yuren, and Poyo were sucked in and reappeared on Earth.
Piyot.
[That’s how it happened.]
As Piyot finished his explanation, the howling wind suddenly ceased.
Queng had reached the typhoon’s eye.
And then—
“Welcome, descendant of the hypocrite.”
A man, calmly sipping tea in the center of the storm, rose and glared coldly at Yuren.
The marksmen were slumped beside his chair—though their chests were still moving, indicating they were alive.
At that moment—
Kihihit. Ngh!
[Hehe! Butler! Great Kkamang will punish him!]
Thunk.
Without anyone noticing, Kkamang had approached the man and headbutted his foot.
...
The typhoon instantly vanished.
“Puhuhut. He’s now an employee of Sejun Company, nya!”
Stamp.
Theo casually pressed a company seal onto Gold’s forehead.
Then—
“But why did he call Yuren a hypocrite?”
Yuren’s ancestor was a victim too.
Sejun frowned.
“Let’s go talk to him ourselves.”
“Puhuhut. Got it, nya!”
The group entered Kkamang’s mental world together.
***
Kkamang’s Mental World.
“Th-this is...”
Gold, servant of the God of Destruction Ditto, was utterly shaken by the massive dark-blue wolf before him.
A fearsome and overwhelmingly oppressive presence pinned him down, making it impossible to move.
It was a force beyond comparison—even stronger than the God of Destruction Ditto himself.
Then—
Thump. Thump.
Thump. Thump.
Eleven more beings, each powerful enough to easily subdue Ditto, emerged.
Even more of them?!
Gold panicked at the arrival of the Kkamang family.
Especially that giant white serpent—it stared him down, pupils rolling unnervingly, tongue flicking out as if savoring him already.
Hiss.
One taste and it licked its lips.
Lord Ditto... I think this is the end for me.
As Gold sent what might be his final prayer to Ditto—
“Hehe! Kaboolto, the newbie is yours!”
“Yes! Great Kkamang!”
Newbie! It’s a new recruit! The newbie is here!
On Kkamang’s orders, Kaboolto bound Gold with his body.
“Welcome, newbie!”
Newbie management commenced.
Kaboolto’s long tenure as the lowest ranked had finally ended.
As Kaboolto began his crash course—
“Kaboolto, let him down for a second. I have questions.”
Sejun called Gold over.
What the...? Who is this weakling?
This guy dares to command Kaboolto?
Gold hadn’t yet received training on Sejun and didn’t know who he was. Sejun’s file was the last of ten chapters and the thickest—saved for the very end.
And there was a tradition: keep Sejun’s section last so newbies would inevitably disrespect him and be properly punished. It was a Kkamang family rite of passage.
Yes, yes—ignore Sejun! Go challenge him!
Kaboolto and the others watched eagerly, hoping their new recruit would cause a scene.
But—
“What would you like to know, sir?”
Gold responded with utmost politeness. After all, he’d served under someone like Sejun before. Ditto, surprisingly, was weaker than his Four Heavenly Kings.
So Gold had no problem acknowledging Sejun as his superior.
“Why did you call Yuren a hypocrite? His ancestor got ripped off by the hero party.”
“Pardon...? That can’t be... one moment.”
At Sejun’s words, Gold placed his hand on Yuren.
Then—
“Oh no... this curse... it was meant for the hero party members, but their entire bloodline died out, and the curse seems to have redirected here.”
He explained with a troubled expression.
Originally, there were five members in the hero party. Before being sealed, the God of Destruction Ditto had cursed all five with misfortune.
Each of the cursed heroes suffered and died, and the curse was passed on to their descendants.
“But Ditto’s curses are persistent. If a bloodline dies out, the curse strengthens in the remaining ones.”
With one line gone, the curse of 5 splits among 4—1.25x the strength.
One by one, the hero party’s lineages died out. The curse became stronger.
About ten years ago, all the bloodlines had died out, and Ditto’s wrath, still burning, followed causality and redirected the curse toward the Damon family—who had funded the campaign.
It fell upon Yuren.
The only way to lift it was for the God of Destruction Ditto to undo it directly.
“I don’t know where Lord Ditto is, but if all of us Four Heavenly Kings are unsealed, his own seal will weaken. He’ll likely contact us then.”
“Alright. Then Piyot will track down the others with Gold.”
Piyot!
[Yes!]
“I also know where Porin is sealed.”
As things were wrapping up—
Ka-woong?
Baektang had regained consciousness.
It’s Sejun-nim!
Sejun-nim’s lap!
Without thinking, he dashed toward Sejun.
“Haaah!”
Whack!
Theo smacked him back into unconsciousness.
And just like that, peace returned to the 86th floor of the Golden Tower.
“Come on, time for lunch.”
[Hehet. Let’s eat!]
Meanwhile, back at the Kindergarten of Destruction, Aileen and Flamy were chasing down the kids to get them to eat.
“Nooo!”
“Tastes bad!”
“Not eating!”
The kids, refusing the awful food, began making jailbreaks from the kindergarten.
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