Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 693: How Long Do I Have to Be the Youngest...
Black Tower, 99th Floor.
“Ugh.”
Sejun opened his eyes to greet a new morning.
As soon as he got up, he said,
“Maintain cleanliness.”
He used his skill to wash his face.
“Ugh. You dirty ones. Maintain cleanliness.”
“Meow...”
Squish...
After washing his companions, he got up, taking care to check his knees and slingbacks.
Then,
Clink.
He opened his space storage and passed through the narrow passage between the stacked paper towers, 50 meters high, and began to tour the disaster farms, starting from the locust farm.
“Vice Chairman Theo, claws.”
Clink... Cling...
Sejun grabbed Theo’s front paw while he was sleeping and gently pressed it.
Swish.
Swish.
Hunting disasters with Theo’s claw strike, Sejun collected cooking ingredients and experience points.
[Black Tower luck target Park Theo has defeated the ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) Fifth Disaster, the Gold Slime.]
[Black Tower luck target Park Theo has gained 50% of the experience, 150 billion.]
[Due to the effect of <Title: Owner of the Disaster Farm>, you have gained an additional 300 billion experience.]
[Congratulations.]
[You have leveled up.]
...
“Alright. Another level-up today!”
Thanks to that, Sejun leveled up in the morning and reached level 197.
After finishing his disaster hunting, Sejun, with a proud expression, left his space storage, moved to the 10th floor of the tower, and then...
Rustle. Rustle.
[You have harvested Exit Onions.]
...
He harvested the crops.
A short while later...
“Alright. I’ve planted all the seeds too.”
After sowing the new seeds where the crops had been harvested, Sejun finished his task.
“Everyone, give me the rent.”
[The God of the Earth, Patrick, says he is here.]
“Hehe. Thank you.”
[The God of Farming, Hamer, grumbles that it’s a bit too strict.]
“Ho-ho. Hamer, you’re speaking disrespectfully to a potential landowner, huh? If this keeps up, I’ll raise the rent!”
Sejun happily exercised his potential landlord rights and received five drops of Earth Elixir and two drops of Enhancement Elixir from the God of the Earth, Patrick, and the God of Farming, Hamer, before returning to the Black Tower.
Then,
Clink.
Hehe. Now, I just need to find Baby Puppet Show Ice Cream and I'll be an SS-class Tower Farmer.
One drop of the Earth Elixir was poured onto the spots where the baby elixirs were planted, and the rest was stored for now.
Clink.
Next, one drop of the Enhancement Elixir was dropped on a 1st-grade Golden Rice Seed to make it 2nd-grade.
Hehe. Kkamang is going to love it.
Clink.
The other drop was poured on the pumpkin seed for strength, imagining Kkamang getting excited about the tastier dried sweet potatoes.
To quickly increase the number of enhanced seeds, he placed them in the pouch of abundance, which Lea had made with extreme care.
After using the elixirs and inspecting the farm,
Thud. Thud.
Kwoong.
[Sejun, good morning.]
Quirong.
Pink Fur appeared, still holding the sleeping Queng in her mouth.
Mmm.
[Sejun, good morning.]
Mmm.
[Good morning.]
Next, the Demon King and the Black Minotaurs also arrived.
They gathered today to help Sejun with his cooking.
Once the farm crew had gathered, Sejun sat down to eat breakfast with them.
“Today, we’ll make cake batter, whipped cream, and rice flour.”
He immediately started working.
While working,
Whoosh.
A dragon with the skill to lay grass worked hard to lay grass around the Black Minotaurs, offering them snacks.
Mmm!
[It’s delicious!]
Chomp. Chomp.
Thanks to that, whenever the Black Minotaurs got hungry while working, they ate the nearby grass without resting and kept working.
Sejun and the farm crew worked all day, and as night fell...
“Everyone, sleep well. See you tomorrow.”
Queng!
[Good night, Dad!]
“Yeah. Sleep well, Queng.”
Sejun said his goodbyes to everyone and settled down with Theo and the Kkamang family for the night.
Since he had been very tired lately, Kkamang family’s apology was on temporary hiatus.
Grrr...
Kororong.
Kyororong.
Kiro... Kiro...
...
Everyone snored as they fell into a deep sleep, and as the night grew late,
(Bat-Bat. Everyone, have a good night.)
Bat-Bat woke up and began moving.
Then,
Step. Step. Step.
After eating the fruit lunchboxes prepared by Sejun in the kitchen,
(Bat-Bat. Big brother, wake up. Kkamang, wake up.)
He started waking Theo and Kkamang.
There was something they had to do tonight.
“Meow... Alright, meow...”
Squish...
[Sleepy... ]
(Bat-Bat. Hurry up and come out.)
Theo and Kkamang, still sleepy, rubbed their eyes as Bat-Bat dragged them outside.
Queng...?
[Why did you take so long to come out? We don’t have much time to find Dad’s birthday present...]
They were greeted by Queng, who was also rubbing his eyes, still half-asleep. By the way, Queng was woken by Pink Fur.
The four of them had gathered at this late hour to secretly prepare Sejun’s birthday present.
(Bat-Bat. Now, let’s begin.)
Whoosh.
Bat-Bat opened a dimensional gate.
“Meow...”
Sniff. Sniff.
Each time, Theo and Queng crossed the dimensional gate to check for any scent of attraction or herbs.
Then,
Shuffle. Shuffle.
Kkihihit. Squish!
[Hehe. Now, this land belongs to the great Kkamang!]
Kkamang crossed the dimensional gate and marked his territory by urinating.
Theo, Queng, Bat-Bat, and Kkamang passed through the dimensional gate, looking for Sejun’s present.
“Did they go?”
Sejun, feeling an emptiness in his knees, got up and carefully started writing something on paper.
“Theo’s exclusive knee coupon...”
He began creating birthday coupons for his companions.
Theo’s coupon was [Sejun’s Knee Exclusive 2-Year Coupon].
Queng’s coupons were [Food Prepared by Dad Coupon] and [Secret Coupon for Mom].
Bat-Bat’s coupon was [Make Fun Music with Sejun Coupon].
Kkamang’s coupon was [100 Dried Sweet Potatoes Made by the Great Park Sejun Coupon].
They each made birthday coupons based on their preferences.
Then, as he made coupons for Flamy, Black Moon Wolf, Toryong, and others, time passed quickly, and before he knew it, dawn was approaching.
He would finish the rest tomorrow.
Sejun hid the coupons under the bed.
“Hehe. They’ll be so happy when they get these.”
He imagined the joy his companions would feel when they received their coupons.
Grrrr.
He headed back to dreamland.
A little while later...
“Meow... Couldn’t find it...”
(Bat-Bat. Let’s do our best tomorrow too.)
Squish...
[Hungry and sleepy...]
Theo, Bat-Bat, and Kkamang entered the bedroom.
Theo and Kkamang climbed onto Sejun's body and took a short nap.
(Bat-Bat. Our big brother and the youngest~ they sleep so well~)
Bat-Bat began humming a lullaby.
(Belly ache. I should sleep now too.)
With a soft sound, Bat-Bat settled on Sejun's left shoulder and fell asleep.
Seed Shop Headquarters.
"What?! God Sejun is making Tower Coins by selling Samyangju at the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods?!"
"Uh... no. Yes."
At Leia's raised voice, Dus, the God of Logging, flinched and quickly switched to formal speech.
Normally, Leia would have calmed him down and told him not to act that way, but right now, she was too busy to do so.
That money should never be touched...
She had heard that Toryong was receiving Tower Coins from the dead gods by selling Samyangju.
The Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods was a place where dead gods went.
The death of an immortal god often carried unpleasant reasons, and the possessions of dead gods were strongly imbued with malice, resentment, and regret.
Moreover, the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods had accumulated this malice for hundreds of thousands of years.
So, even though the Seed Shop Headquarters was starving due to a lack of divine power, they never thought of touching anything in the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods.
Once money or items from the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods left, it would be a curse and a disaster.
I need to tell God Sejun quickly!
"God Sejun! God Sejun, don’t touch that money! You can't accept anything from the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods!"
Leia hurriedly called for Sejun, but...
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Sejun didn’t hear, still asleep.
The bedroom where everyone was sleeping.
Thud.
Suddenly, a massive box appeared quietly in front of Sejun.
Swoosh.
A very deep red, sinister aura started flowing out of the box.
At that moment.
Clack! Clack! Clack!
[Dare! Who put this thing here? It’s dangerous for Sejun-nim!]
Feeling the malicious energy, Karru jumped up suddenly.
Thud. Thud.
Clack!
[Youngest! Take care of it!]
She kicked the sleeping Kabulto to wake him.
Yol-yol...
[Yes...]
Kabulto, still sleepy, approached the box and devoured the malicious energy.
Yol-yol!
[Hehe. I am the serpent who devours the world, Kabul, no! Kabulto!]
Kabulto, proud of saving Sejun's life, felt a sense of satisfaction.
However,
Squeak! Squeak!
[Kabulto, be quiet! The great Kkamang-nim is sleepy!]
Yol-yol...
[Yes...]
The response was Kkamang's irritated voice.
How long do I have to be the youngest...
Kaburung.
Kabulto once again felt the sadness of being the youngest and fell back asleep.
Meanwhile,
Sejun, completely unaware that he had almost died, continued to sleep soundly.
A short while later.
"Ugh. It's so bright."
After about an hour of sleep, Sejun woke up to the sunlight coming through the window.
"Huh?"
What’s all this?
The messages Sejun saw with his eyes.
[The leader of the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods, Park Toryong, sent 100 trillion Tower Coins.]
[The God of Spinach, Nak, from the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods sent 10kg of spinach.]
[The God of Aralia, Durr, from the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods sent 500g of Aralia.]
[The God of Lamb’s Lettuce, Puruse, from the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods sent 300g of Lamb’s Lettuce.]
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[10% of the vitality gained during sleep has been stored.]
[The Life Orb is 99.3% complete.]
[Over the past 24 hours, 0.1 mana has been accumulated.]
[Mana increases by 0.1.]
In addition to the usual Life Orb and Mana increase messages, there were countless other messages.
"Did this box come from the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods? Oh. Spinach?! I guess I’ll have spinach miso soup for breakfast today. Hehehe."
While Sejun excitedly checked the contents of the box,
"Sejun-nim, you’re already checking the items?"
The face of Toryong, who had just come back from vacation, appeared at Sejun’s window, and he spoke.
"Yeah. But what’s all this?"
Sejun pointed to the other crops aside from the Tower Coins and asked.
"Oh, that? Well, when I told them I was sending Tower Coins to Sejun-nim, the dead gods were grateful for the extended lifespan I gave them, so they each sent something to you as a thank you."
"Really?"
Hehehe. Well, if I extended their lifespan, they should certainly show their gratitude.
Sejun proudly shrugged his shoulders, grinning at Toryong’s words.
At that moment,
"Meow! President Park, don’t make that rotten face!"
Theo, who had been sleeping, suddenly jumped up and charged toward Sejun’s face.
Kiiih... Squeak... Squeak...
[Hehe... The butler’s face is rotting... I have to step on it...]
Kkamang, also half-asleep, began groping around and stepped on Sejun's face.
While being stepped on, Sejun was humbled once again.
"I should build a memorial for them. No, wait, since they’re dead, maybe a memorial stone?"
Sejun erected a memorial stone for the dead gods who had given him crops.
[Memorial Stone for the God of Lamb’s Lettuce, Puruse]
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And then,
[The Black Tower Farmer, Park Sejun, built a temple for the God of Lamb’s Lettuce, Puruse.]
[The divine power cannot be received from a dead god, so it cannot be worshipped.]
[Instead of divine power, the dead god’s divine rank has recovered by 0.1%.]
[The forgotten name of the God of Lamb’s Lettuce, Puruse, begins to spread throughout the world.]
The divine rank of the dead gods began to recover. This meant that they had a chance of coming back to life.
"Huh?! My dead god’s rank is recovering!"
"Huh?! You too?!"
"Then, you too?!"
The dead gods who had received a memorial stone from Sejun were ecstatic and didn’t know what to do.
At that moment,
[The luck target of the Black Tower, Park Theo, witnessed your temple.]
[The dead god’s rank has recovered by 0.15%.]
[The third Apostle of Creation, Kkamang, witnessed your temple.]
[The dead god’s rank has recovered by 0.25%.]
Just like when the divine power increases upon witnessing an achievement stone, the dead gods' ranks began recovering when they witnessed the memorial stone.
"Where is Toryong-nim?! I want to send more gifts to Park Sejun-nim!"
"Me too!"
The dead gods started moving busily.
It was a lively atmosphere in the Sanctuary of Forgotten Gods, which was rarely seen.
