Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 9Vol 2. : Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! ()
Earth.
A bright, sunny afternoon.
“Puhuhut. Sold out, nya!”
As Theo triumphantly announced the completion of his third auction on Earth—
[A quest has been triggered.]
[Quest: Please locate and retrieve a [Child of Creation Tainted by Destruction] stranded in <Crma> and bring them safely to the Kindergarten of Destruction.]
Reward: Upgrade of [Earrings of Radiant Darkness], +10% Evolution EXP for <Earth>
—A new quest appeared in front of Sejun.
“...Seriously?”
At least last time, you dropped them off at my doorstep...
Sejun scowled the moment he saw the system window. At least before, the God of Creation brought the child close. This time, he didn’t even show up—just dumped the task on him through the system?
It felt like the God of Creation was treating him like a full-time errand boy.
Which... was kind of true. But still, this was different.
In fact, this task had long since left the God of Creation’s hands. It was under the jurisdiction of the [System Eoksamchiri].
The last child—Sucker—had only been found thanks to the God of Creation’s intervention. If he hadn’t stepped in, it would’ve become Sejun’s quest too.
So yes, there was a reward... but—
If you can upgrade the Earrings of Radiant Darkness, that means you could’ve done it from the start!
Damn that God of Creation!
Sejun was not in a forgiving mood.
While he brooded—
Queng? Queng!
[Daddy, what’s wrong, da yo? If you’re upset, Queng will buy you something tasty with today’s earnings, da yo!]
Queng, having just finished closing [Queng Café] and paying his staff, ran over and handed Sejun a fat stack of bills.
Today, ten people from the Awakened Association had been sent to help. A line over 1km long had formed since morning with people desperate to try Queng’s coffee, prompting civil complaints.
So the café had opened three hours ahead of the auction, and after six hours of operation, they’d hit 100 million won in sales.
“Queng, make sure to pay our helpers properly.”
Sejun had Queng give each of the support staff a 500,000 won day’s wage.
After subtracting ingredients, rent, and electricity, the net was less than 100 Tower Coins. But for Queng’s economics training and allowance savings, it was perfect.
Kihihit. Kking! Kking! Kking...
[Heehee. Servant! That scowl makes you look even uglier! Come on, scowl harder—make that face rot so I, the Great Kkamang, can stomp on—]
“You little...!”
Kking...
Kkamang, who had taken things a bit too far, found himself dangling by his cheek pouches as Sejun pinched and lifted him.
Meanwhile, on the news:
—Recent influx of Black Tower crops directly to Korea has lowered produce prices by up to 50%, stabilizing inflation. Park Theo fan club Nyangnyang-dan credits Theo completely...
—Magic Peanut prices have dropped 20% in a month, bringing relief to Daechi-dong parents.
—Black Tower’s traveling merchant Park Theo stated in an interview: “I couldn’t just sit and watch people hoard Chairman Park’s crops for profit, so I began selling them directly on Earth...”
“Puhuhut. I, Vice Chairman Theo, sell Chairman Park’s crops at the highest price, nya! That’s what makes me the most competent merchant, nya! Nyahahat.”
Theo read the news with immense satisfaction.
Although the crops sold for several times more than they did in the Tower, the global inflation had been so high that the media portrayed Theo positively.
—One of the five major grain corporations, Gagel, claims Theo’s actions constitute a new monopoly and demand profit sharing...
—World Agricultural Association spokesperson: “For public safety, Black Tower crops should also go through quality certification...”
Of course, some outlets attempted to discredit Theo.
“Kkyu—how dare they try to sabotage Lord Theo!”
Enter Iona, the grand-destruction hacker, now fully fluent in all things digital.
She erased entire newspaper databases, forcibly activated heating systems in the middle of summer, drove up electric bills by spiking traffic, and even leaked the newspaper CEO’s embezzlement history on social media.
Rumors began to spread—Anyone who messes with Theo will face the wrath of a Destructive Hacker.
With all opposition cleared—
Tap tap tap.
—You can trust any crop sold by Lord Theo!
—Lord Theo is the best!
—We love you, Lord Theo!
—He deserves to charge high prices!
—Lord Theo is amazing!
—So cool, Theo-nim!
Positive headlines flooded the internet, backed by endless praise in the comments. Iona had mastered media manipulation.
Once everything settled—
“Hello? Yeah, Aileen, it’s me. I’m heading to the Tower for a bit. Dinner? No worries! I’ll be back and cook. No, I’m not tired at all! Don’t lift a finger, got it? Just rest. See you soon. Alright, everyone—let’s move.”
Sejun called Aileen on his smartphone to let her know he’d be away briefly, then entered the Black Tower.
“Bat-Bat, I’ll leave it to you.”
(Bat-Bat! Leave it to me!)
Whoosh.
Bat-Bat opened a dimensional gate.
***
Black Tower, 55th Floor.
“What?! Sejun opened a kindergarten on Earth?!”
A gift from the heavens—or rather, from Sejun himself!
Upon hearing the news, Wolgang trembled with excitement.
“Granpa, play with me!”
“Grampa, I’m hungry!”
“Grampa, am I doing good?”
“Gwampa! I go pee!”
Around Wolgang, nearly a hundred baby rabbits chattered away non-stop.
To him, Sejun’s kindergarten was like rain in a drought.
I should send the kids to Sejun...
Wolgang was hoping to drop the bunnies off and enjoy a peaceful vacation with Wolha.
He didn’t realize, of course, that survival in the Kindergarten of Destruction required enduring an environment of ruthless peers.
“Kids, let’s go see Uncle!”
“Uncle?!”
“Yup. Chairman Park Sejun of Sejun Company. I’m close with him.”
“Grampa’s lying again!”
“But Mommy says Grandpa tells the truth!”
“Really?”
“When do we get snacks?”
“Let’s eat over there first.”
“Yes!”
Just like herding sheep, Wolgang led the baby bunnies toward the 1st floor.
And he wasn’t the only one thinking this.
Everyone who knew Sejun in the Black Tower had similar ideas.
85th Floor—
“Kids, want to go to kindergarten?”
Elka considered enrolling his children too.
Elsewhere—
“Sejun opened a kindergarten? Should we send ours?”
“If Sejun’s raising them, we can trust it.”
“With his connections? We’re sending them, no question!”
Excitement stirred on many floors.
***
<Crma>
(Bat-Bat! Sejun, we’re over the sea! Be careful!)
Queng!
Upon Bat-Bat’s warning, Queng used his telekinesis to lift the party into the air. Floating above the sea, they looked around.
The world had an odd shape—a donut-like continent surrounding an indigo ocean.
Rumble...
In the ocean’s center, massive waves kept rising and vanishing. The wave’s collapse point was steadily creeping toward the continent.
At this rate, a full-blown tsunami would strike land.
“Queng, let’s head there first.”
Queng!
Following Sejun’s order, Queng flew them toward the center of the sea, the source of the waves.
“Heehee. Fun.”
There, they found a child playing, slapping the water with tremendous force. Sea monsters knocked out by the child’s shockwaves floated all around.
“Hey there. I’m Park Sejun. You shouldn’t be doing this—it’s dangerous for everyone. Want to come with us?”
Sejun tried the diplomatic approach first.
“Nope! I’m staying here! And these guys are my yum-yums, so don’t touch!”
BOOM!
This one had a nasty attitude and was incredibly greedy.
Well then...
“Queng. Knock some sense into him.”
Physical diplomacy.
Queng!
WHAM!
“W-why’d you hit me?!”
WHAM!
“Why’d you hit me, sir?!”
With just a couple of hits, Queng fixed the child’s tone and taught him manners.
“You’ll come with us now, right?”
“...Yes, sir.”
Peaceful agreement achieved. Totally not kidnapping. He was asked, and he said yes.
“Your name’s now Pangpangi.”
“Pangpangi... hehe...”
The child liked the name and giggled to himself.
“Alright, let’s get moving.”
Sejun, carrying Pangpangi, hurried the group along.
The quest to retrieve the Child of Creation had nearly wrapped, but the dinner prep quest still loomed.
Missing dinner meant eating that food—not of this world. A high-risk, penalty-infested mission.
A short while later—
“Aileen, I’m back!”
When Sejun arrived at the Kindergarten with Pangpangi—
[You have successfully brought the [Child of Creation Tainted by Destruction] from <Crma> to the Kindergarten of Destruction.]
[Quest complete.]
[Reward: The Earrings of Radiant Darkness have been enhanced. Now generates a Sleep Elixir when full.]
[Earth Evolution EXP increased by 10%.]
—The quest completion messages popped up.
The Sleep Elixir would be a huge help. One sip equaled ten days of sleep, perfect for Aileen who’d been staying up through her rest cycle.
“Sejun!”
Hearing her name, Aileen appeared from the kitchen and greeted him warmly.
“Huh?! Aileen, why are you in the kitchen?!”
“I was just grabbing something to eat.”
“Oh, you were hungry? Aileen, don’t do anything—just wait. I’ll make something delicious for you.”
“Okay!”
Sejun rushed to the stove, determined to keep her from cooking.
“Hi, new kid!”
“I’m not the baby! I’m Pangpangi!”
A new family member had arrived at the Kindergarten of Destruction.
WHAP!
Initiation was a little rough.
“Wha—Why’d you hit me?!”
“When Taecho says you’re the baby, you’re the baby!”
Kkamang oppa, did I do good?
After slapping Pangpangi, Taecho looked up at Kkamang, seeking praise.
Nod.
That’s how a sibling of the Great Kkamang should behave!
Kkamang nodded proudly.
A day would come when someone would finally challenge Kkamang...
***
Black Tower, 99th Floor.
BOOM! BANG! THUD! CRACK!
Today again, Pink Fur and the Bull King finished their training with a round of sparring.
“Wow, Pink Fur’s holding up against the Bull King now?”
“Back then, she used to get smacked down instantly...”
“Honestly, just surviving his hits is amazing.”
“Right? That pain...”
“Hey, which level world did Pink Fur come from again?”
“Level 9, I think?”
“Really? If Pink Fur is that strong, more of the Crimson Giant Bear Tribe should’ve survived... Why is she the only one who made it into the Tower?”
“Good question. With her strength and potential, there should’ve been more...”
As they watched, the Black Minotaurs began to chat, their curiosity veering away from training.
“Then why don’t you ask?”
“Me?! No way!”
At Wu Il-baek’s suggestion, Wu Isa-cheon shook his head vigorously.
He wasn’t close to Pink Fur. Asking why her world got destroyed and why she was the only survivor sounded like picking a fight. And if it came to that, he’d get clobbered.
Then—
“I know...”
Wu Il-cheon-gu raised his chin, stepping in with a smug voice.
“What is it?”
“Tell us, quick!”
The Black Minotaurs crowded around him.
Ahem. “I overheard Bull King and Pink Fur talking the other day...”
Wu Il-cheon-gu began to share.
Meanwhile—
Bzzz...
[Black Tower 99th Floor, Reporter Honeybee #13,124: [BeeNews EXCLUSIVE!] The Tragic Survival Story of <Beartress>'s Sole Survivor—Pink Fur!]
Starved for a scoop, Reporter Honeybee #13,124 typed up a sensational headline...
Bzzz...
...and began listening intently, typing away like mad.
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