Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 700: Welcome. It’s Your First Time with Supplements, Isn’t It?

Inside Kkamang’s Mental World.

“Oh. You’ve grown a lot in just one day.”

Park Sejun’s voice held a trace of amazement as he looked down at the fourth clone, Ultra-Mini Chairman Park No. 4, who now stood twice as tall as he had the day before—about two finger joints high.

The phrase “growing by the day” had never fit a situation so perfectly.

Puffing up with pride.

In response to Sejun’s praise, Ultra-Mini Chairman Park No. 4 lifted his tiny head with a smug little grin, nudging it toward Sejun. It was clear what he wanted—head pats.

He even stood on tiptoe, stretching as far as he could to offer up his head.

Whether it was because Sejun’s real body was somehow more likable than his clones, or simply a matter of personality, this particular version of Chairman Park was surprisingly friendly—unlike the other iterations.

“Heheheh. Alright, alright.”

Pat. Pat.

Sejun fondly patted the top of the tiny clone’s head and then turned back to help with the apology ceremony, which was still ongoing with Kkamang’s family.

“Forgive us.”

“We’re really sorry.”

“If you give me some grilled fish, I’ll forgive you!”

One by one, Kkamang’s family smoothly received forgiveness from the lingering spirits.

And just when everything seemed to be wrapping up—

Grrrgle.

Corruption arrived. As always. Right on cue.

Heh... heh heh.

Could anyone look at that expression and not feel fear?

He’d been practicing that sinister smirk in front of a mirror, all to terrify Sejun with maximum confidence.

Too bad for him—

Nope. Not scary.

“Oh, hey. You’re back?”

Sejun even waved at him.

He was just... too used to Corruption’s face now. It had grown oddly endearing.

“I’m charging in! Seobeam!”

“Meow!”

Fwoooosh!

And so, just like every other day, Corruption was incinerated by the combined attack of Sejun and Theo.

[You have defeated the enemy with Seobeam.]

[You have received 100 billion Tower Coins.]

Sejun and Theo made bank.

“Heh. Vice Chairman Theo, how much did you burn this time?”

“Puhuhut. I burned a hundred million Tower Coins, nya!”

“What?! Why even more than last time?!”

“I wanted to go all out today, nya!”

“Well... I guess you’ve gotta enjoy life sometimes.”

Sejun tried to act magnanimous, like a man who wouldn’t fuss over pocket change.

“What?! Enjoy life?! You spent a hundred million to feel better?!”

Pinch.

“Chairman, I have regrets, nya!”

But in the end, he couldn’t suppress his inner stingy little soul. He reached out and grabbed Theo’s cheek, pulling it without mercy.

While Sejun scolded Theo—

“You’re telling me this face isn’t scary?!”

Even I find it terrifying...

Somewhere in the Land of Ruin, Corruption was having an existential crisis.

He hated showing his hideous face. He went hundreds of thousands of years without exposing it. Yet Sejun? Unbothered.

Heh heh... Then what about this one?

Corruption began practicing new expressions.

Though ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) his face twisted in what was supposed to be rage, his eyes sparkled with something suspiciously close to joy... and anticipation.

99th Floor of the Black Tower.

“Upsy-daisy!”

Sejun sprang up with energy, starting his morning strong.

“Meow...”

Grunt.

After checking on his companions and finishing his pre-breakfast routine—tending to the Disaster Farm, managing business on the 10th Tower, and addressing matters in Grand Catastropolis—everything was going smoothly.

Then, after breakfast:

“Puhuhut. The great hybrid Vice Chairman Theo is off to make a fortune, nya!”

“Quet-quet-quet! Sejun-nim, I’ll be heading out too, da yo!”

Theo and Iona departed together. But their routes were different.

Theo traveled as a wandering merchant of the Nine Towers, hopping from tower to tower with his merchant’s pack.

“Quet-quet-quet! Power of the dimensions!”

Iona, meanwhile, used her dimensional teleportation spell. She’d spent all day yesterday calculating coordinates and had finally managed to isolate the 37th floor of the Green Tower, where Theo would be.

She even used her spell twice a day just to be with him. No matter how powerful a mage, you couldn’t do that without being in love.

Once Theo and Iona were gone—

“Well, guess it’s our turn to work.”

Kuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe! Today, Queng will help Daddy, da yo!]

Kkihihit. Ngh!

[Hihit! Butler! The great Kkamang will lend a paw too!]

Sejun brought Queng and Kkamang to the fields.

Queng didn’t go to the herb farm today—there weren’t any herbs ready to harvest. That’s why Sejun had expanded the herb field to 100,000 pyeong yesterday. He needed to do something.

Thanks to Queng’s help, Sejun had a smooth, restful morning.

Kkihihit. Ngh! Ngh!

[Hihit! Brother Queng, great Kkamang’s legs hurt! Carry me!]

Kkamang tried to sneak a favor out of Queng...

Queng!

[Kkamang! I told you, lying gets you in trouble, da yo!]

Heheheh. Caught ya, da yo.

Queng saw through the act immediately, frowning sternly as he pulled out the Thunderstick.

Ngh! Ngh!

[Ack! Great Kkamang’s all better now! For real this time!]

Kkamang, who had been limping dramatically, immediately stood up on all fours and ran off like a shot.

A little while later—

“Hey, you two! Lunchtime!”

Sejun called Queng and Kkamang over to the kitchen, where Sejun No. 12 had finished cooking.

Menu: Spicy Braised Chicken Stew.

“Damn. Food tastes incredible after a good day’s work.”

Kuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe. That’s right, da yo! Queng worked hard, so it tastes even better, da yo!]

The two cleaned their bowls, then used the leftover sauce to stir-fry rice.

Kkihihit. Ngh!

[Hihit! Butler! Gimme a bite too!]

Even Kkamang, who had already polished off his sweet potato jerky, licked his lips and came over, drawn in by the delicious smells.

After lunch—

Slurp.

“Ahhh. That hits the spot.”

Sejun sipped coffee that Queng had brewed for him and settled into rest mode.

Kuhehehe.

Kkihihit.

Queng and Kkamang flopped down nearby, curling up for a nap.

But then—

Fwooosh.

A sudden gust of icy air blew past, chilling them to the bone.

“Ugh. What the hell?”

Sejun quickly gathered up Queng and Kkamang.

Where’s that cold air coming from?

He tracked the source.

“...Huh?!”

From the baby herb field, the youngest Baby Puppet Icebloom was exuding a frigid aura.

The soil and surrounding plants had started to freeze over.

[Uuurgh!]

The Baby Puppet Flamebloom was using all its strength to fend off the frost, shielding the other baby herbs with its heat—but the cold was too powerful. It wouldn’t last much longer.

I have to stop it!

Sejun hurriedly pulled out the Trident of Hwapungsu and approached the Icebloom.

Queng?!

[Queng told you not to act up, da yo! Didn’t I say that?!]

Queng, who had been clinging to Sejun’s side, had already moved in front of the Icebloom.

Grab.

He seized the Icebloom with one swift motion.

Sssshhhhhh.

Steam hissed out as Queng’s fire met the Icebloom’s frost.

A battle of fire and ice.

And of course—

Queng won.

[Eeeek! I’m sorry! I give up!]

The Icebloom shrieked in surrender.

Meanwhile—

“Hey, little ones. You okay?”

Sejun knelt to check on the other baby herbs.

The Flamebloom had held up best, but the others were visibly wilted and frostbitten.

Pat, pat.

Using his Warm Touch of the Farmer skill, Sejun began to treat the four baby supplements.

[Uwaah... I... I want healing too...]

Naturally, the worst off was the Icebloom, who’d just been lightly roasted by Queng.

“You can wait.”

Who told you to act out in the first place?

Sejun didn’t start healing him right away.

Once the other four herbs had recovered—

Pat, pat.

Sejun finally turned to the Icebloom.

But then—

[Warm Touch of the Farmer Lv. 9 activates.]

[While touching, Icebloom’s wounds begin to heal slightly.]

[Warning: Icebloom’s core vitality is damaged.]

[Warning: Warm Touch causes further harm to core vitality.]

[Warning: Icebloom’s condition is worsening.]

“...What?!”

The Baby Puppet Icebloom, freshly scorched by Queng’s flame, was in such bad shape now that it couldn’t even withstand Sejun’s body heat.

“Shary!”

Sejun called out urgently.

Peep! Peep!

[Yes! You little brat! Get it together!]

Shary fluttered over in a panic, exhaling a burst of chill toward the Icebloom. It was barely sub-zero—a measly puff of cold—but it was enough. Slowly, the Icebloom began to stabilize.

But what if it starts causing trouble again the moment it recovers?

Sejun stared at the slowly recovering Icebloom, frowning. This time had been manageable—he and Queng had been nearby. But if something like this happened when no one was around...

“What should I do?”

He mulled it over for a bit.

“Oh.”

The answer was surprisingly simple.

I just need to make the Flamebloom stronger.

“Queng, give this one some fire.”

He pointed to the Baby Puppet Flamebloom as he spoke.

Queng!

[Got it, da yo!]

Fwoooosh.

Queng clutched the Flamebloom and sent a controlled wave of fire through its stem.

[Ah?! I feel energized!]

Immediately, the Flamebloom’s power began to surge.

[Hey! You! Baby Icebloom! Get over here!]

Now confident it could win, the Flamebloom started barking orders at its icy sibling.

But then—trouble.

As Queng’s fire grew hotter and hotter—

[Ack! It’s too hot!]

Fwoooosh.

The Flamebloom suddenly transformed into a massive blaze, engulfing itself in a burst of flames.

Queng?!

[Queng caused an accident, da yo?!]

Startled, Queng glanced nervously at Sejun for a reaction.

“Heheheh...”

Sejun was smiling at him.

[Phew. Thank goodness, da yo. I thought I was in big trouble.]

Queng let out a sigh of relief and smiled back.

[Baby Puppet Flamebloom has absorbed intense heat and evolved into Puppet Flamebloom.]

[Puppet Flamebloom has returned to its rightful place.]

[You have completed 1 of the 5 tasks in the Evolution Quest.]

“Huh?”

A system message popped up in front of Sejun.

He immediately looked over at Queng—

Fwoooosh.

—and saw the Puppet Flamebloom dissolving into fire as it disappeared.

So there was a fast-track method to raising them.

“Heheheh...”

My Queng did it.

Sejun ran over and scooped Queng up in both arms.

“You did great, Queng!”

Kuhehehe.

He lifted him high, bouncing him up and down in the air with praise.

But—

Ngh?! Ngh!

[Butler! What about the Great Kkamang?! Praise me too! Hug me too!]

Kkamang barked jealously, demanding his own round of recognition and hugs.

So, while Sejun bounced Queng and Kkamang in turn—

[Heheh. A newbie, huh...? Oh, hey. I remember you. Weren’t you at the birthday party?]

The newly evolved Puppet Flamebloom found itself standing before a massive tree—so tall its top couldn’t even be seen.

[Y-you know me?]

[Of course. I’m Park Flamy, Sejun-nim’s second daughter.]

[Wha—wait, WHAT?!]

Flamy was this huge?!

The revelation left the Puppet Flamebloom in utter shock.

The baby supplements had originally been intended to serve the Sacred Tree of Creation. In other words, their destiny was to become Flamy’s subordinates.

That’s why the Puppet Flamebloom had instinctively moved toward her.

Thank you, Podori-nim!

The Puppet Flamebloom mentally thanked Podori again—the one who had warned it not to eat the Golden Flame Apple Sejun had given. Had it eaten it, its core nature might’ve been permanently disrupted.

[Anyway, welcome. But you’re way too weak right now. You’re no help at all. Sausage, give this one some supplements.]

[Yes! Welcome! First time taking supplements, huh?]

The honor student of World Tree School, Sausage, handed over a glowing bottle of nutrients with excited eyes.

99th Floor, Black Tower.

“Heheheh. Why didn’t anyone tell me this was how you raise them? Spiritual Energy Bombs, baby.”

SS-Rank Tower Farmer status was getting closer by the day.

Sejun smirked as he used the Trident of Hwapungsu to craft a tiny energy bomb and let Baby Puppet Fo-Ti absorb it.

Boo!

Bebe!

Meokppu-pal and Besugu, both adept at handling spiritual energy, joined in to assist Sejun, releasing waves of energy.

Then—

Hithit!

Shipdukgu, who could wield all nine elements, began testing which attribute the Baby Puppet Ginseng could absorb.

Baby Puppet Fo-Ti matched well with water.

Baby Puppet Mandokcho synced with poison.

Baby Puppet Icebloom was obviously aligned with ice.

Those three were easy—just match the names.

But with Baby Puppet Ginseng, nothing seemed to fit.

Hithit. Hithit?

[Nope, not this one either. Then maybe... this one?]

Shipdukgu kept injecting each of the nine attributes in turn.

But in the end—

Hithit...

[I’m sorry, Sejun-nim...]

It was a bust. The Baby Ginseng couldn’t absorb any of the nine elements Shipdukgu had.

What’s going on?

“Well, let’s focus on the others for now.”

Sejun turned his attention back to the rest of the supplements.

A while later—

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, I’m back, nya!”

“Quet-quet-quet! Me too!”

Theo and Iona had returned from work.

“Puhuhut! If it’s water attributes, leave it to me, nya!”

“Quet-quet-quet! Creating ice is like cracking peanuts in bed!”

The Baby Fo-Ti and Baby Icebloom were energized by the return of the Theo-Iona couple and promptly migrated toward Flamy.

Should’ve just done all this myself.

Watching them strut, Sejun regretted ever asking for their help.

And then—

Puhuhut. I spent every last coin I earned over the past three days, nya!

Yep. Theo had burned through everything he’d made during his Green Tower auction streak.

Moments later—

“You little shit! I told you not to blow all your money!”

“Chairman! You’re too stingy, nya!”

And just like that, Sejun and Theo were back at it again.

Meanwhile—

Queng!

[Daddy! Queng is hungry, da yo!]

Kkihihit. Ngh!

[Hihit! Butler! The Great Kkamang demands food!]

Queng and Kkamang were whining in unison for dinner.

“Hold up. I’ve gotta scold the Vice Chairman first.”

“I want churu too, nya!”

“How can you think about food right now?!”

“I’m always thinking about food, nya!”

“...Well. He’s got a point. Let’s eat.”

Convinced by Theo’s ironclad logic, Sejun sat down to dinner with the others.

Another loud, chaotic day with the Sejun family. Voices had been raised, yes—but it had all ended peacefully.

After dinner—

“Alright, kids. Time for bed.”

As night fell—

(Bat-Bat! Wishing everyone a lovely evening~)

Bat-Bat finally woke up and began his night shift.