Solo Farming In The Tower

TL: Hanguk

Inside Sejun’s mental world.

“Alright. Come at me.”

The expressionless thought projection of Amur Lange curled a finger at Sejun.

Srrrng.

Although Amur was unarmed, Sejun didn’t let his guard down in the slightest and drew his sword.

Magic Swordsmanship.

He infused magic power into it.

Woong.

The sword hummed, and a transparent energy formed along the blade.

“Here I come!”

Sejun charged at Amur, swinging the sword with all his might.

Whooong.

A strong gust of wind blew along the path of Sejun’s sword.

A clean strike.

This was the swordsmanship he had learned after getting pummeled by Master Bo…

Thwack!

“Urgh!”

But what came back was Amur’s solid fist.

“Ugh.”

That really hurts.

Sejun’s face twisted in pain as he shook it off and looked up.

“Again.”

Amur moved his finger in the same starting position.

Seeing Amur like that made Sejun furious.

So he charged in recklessly.

“Hyah!”

Thwack!

“Eeyop!”

Thwack!

“Die-!”

Thwack thwack thwack!

Only Sejun ended up getting beaten to a pulp.

And then,

“Again.”

Amur’s expressionless thought moved his finger again to provoke Sejun.

However,

How can someone be this bad?

Inwardly, Amur was shocked at Sejun’s skill level.

Because Sejun was a farmer, Amur had left behind an extremely weak thought…

But Sejun’s skills were so lacking, Amur couldn’t even pretend to lose.

At this rate, there was no solution…

While Amur’s thought thought was feeling overwhelmed by Sejun’s incompetence,

“I’m done.”

Something even more baffling happened.

“What?!”

“I’m not taking the test.”

“You’re saying you won’t accept the reward?!”

“Yes. I’m just leaving.”

Sejun, who had been beaten too much, was now sulking.

What’s wrong with this guy?

The order Amur had received from his main body was to test Sejun’s qualifications and give him the reward.

But now he refused to take the test?

No matter what, he had to give him the reward.

“Ahem. I’ll go easy on you this time, so come at me.”

“No thanks.”

“I really will go easy on you.”

“If you could’ve done that, you should’ve done it earlier.”

“That’s… I’m sorry. Instead, I’ll change the test method.”

Desperately trying to make Sejun accept the reward, Amur Lange cajoled him.

“You’re changing the test?”

“That’s right. If you watch the Holy Battle of the Apostles of Creation against the Apostles of Destruction until the end, I’ll consider you as having passed the test.”

He decided to replace the test with a history lesson.

A test you pass just by watching.

“I’ll do it!”

Audiovisual class? This is the best!

Sejun happily agreed, and the battle between the Apostles of Creation and the Apostles of Destruction began unfolding before Sejun.

At a speed of nearly 10,000 times normal. Such speed was only possible because it was within the mental world.

The first battle was between 9 Apostles of Destruction, excluding Seats 1, 2, and 3, and 50 Apostles of Creation.

Kwagwang!

Boom!

“Oh.”

The flashy battle, almost like watching a movie, had Sejun completely engrossed.

As the battle continued, the number of Apostles of Creation gradually decreased, and the Apostles of Destruction they fought against also dwindled.

About 5 hours into the battle,

Blank stare…

Sejun started to get bored. No matter how flashy the battle, after 5 hours, it was just boring.

After 10 hours,

Krrr…

Sejun realized that he could fall asleep even in his mental world.

At one point, the terrifying figure of Blackie, fighting against the Apostles of Creation, appeared. However, thanks to Sejun falling asleep, Blackie’s identity remained hidden.

“Ahem. I should speed this up.”

While Sejun slept, Amur increased the speed to 300,000 times.

Amur figured that if Sejun watched this entire 3,000-year-long battle, he’d probably quit halfway through.

After several tens of hours passed,

“It’s over. Wake up.”

Amur woke Sejun, who had been dozing off while watching the battle.

“Umm. Is it over?!”

“Yes. You’ve passed the test, so the reward is now yours.”

Amur Lange’s thought completed its mission with a relieved voice and disappeared, while Sejun returned to reality.

***

On the third day since Sejun lost consciousness.

“Meow! The face of Great Hybrid Chairman Park is completely ugly, meow!”

Squish. Squish.

Theo pressed his paws against Sejun’s face, diligently kneading it.

As Theo busily massaged Sejun’s face,

“Kyoot kyoot kyoot.”

Iona was comfortably sleeping, curled around Theo’s tail.

[Hehe.]

Flamie darted around energetically, drawing something invisible with her leaves on Sejun’s hands, legs, and head.

Kuhehehe. Kueng! Kueng!

[Hehe. Dad needs energy, so he has to eat! One for Dad, one for me!]

Cuengi made sure Sejun wouldn’t go hungry, putting food into his mouth.

Kihihit. Kking?! Kking!

[Hehe. Hey, butler! Are you still not done?! Let’s play already!]

Blackie tugged at Sejun’s clothes, whining.

Paespaes was sleeping at the moment, but during the night, when everyone else slept, it kept watch over Sejun alone and sang songs of encouragement for him.

At that moment,

“Umm…”

Sejun woke up.

“Puhuhut. Great Hybrid Chairman Park is awake, meow?!”

[Hehe. Sejun-nim, you’re awake?]

Kueng?!

[Dad, are you okay?!]

Kihihit. Kking!

[Hehe. Butler! Let’s play!]

“Kyoot kyoot kyoot. Sejun-nim, are you alright?”

The companions each asked about Sejun’s condition in their own ways.

[You have passed the test left by Amur Lange.]

[All stats increase by 100.]

[Mental Strength increases by 100.]

So they even give rewards for passing tests like this.

“Hehehe. I’m fine.”

Sejun smiled after checking the messages and reassured his companions.

“But how long was I asleep?”

Squish. Squish.

Sejun asked as he looked at Theo, who was kneading his face. His body felt so refreshed that it didn’t feel like he had only slept for a little while.

“You slept for three days, meow!”

“Three days?!”

“That’s right, meow!”

That’s really long.

“Then shall we go get the reward.”

Sejun got up and entered the mansion.

And then,

“A painting?”

In the center of the mansion’s lobby, there was a painting.

“Huh?! Isn’t this us?”

It was a painting of Sejun and his companions.

Theo was hanging on Sejun’s knee with a big smile, and Iona was curled around Theo’s tail, also smiling.

Cuengi was clinging to Sejun’s side, grinning, while the Blackie family sat in a sling bag eating roasted and dried sweet potatoes with contented faces.

Flamie was stretching on top of Sejun’s straw hat, basking in the sunlight.

Is Paespaes not here?

Looking more closely, Sejun noticed Paespaes camouflaged on his thigh.

It was an excellent painting that captured the companions’ adorable appearance perfectly.

Except for one thing.

“But why is my face the only one not properly drawn?”

Sejun frowned as he looked at his face in the painting, which lacked eyes, a nose, and a mouth, unlike the rest of the group.

The canvas was an reward left behind by Amur Lange, which automatically painted the image of those who passed the test.

However, because Sejun hadn’t passed the test properly, his face wasn’t drawn.

Is it because I said I wouldn’t take the test?

“Wow. That’s petty.”

When Sejun expressed his disappointment at the faceless drawing,

[Sejun-nim, I’ll scold Amur Lange for you later!]

Kihihit. Kking!

[Hehe. Butler! When I meet Amur later, I’ll punish him!]

Flamie and Blackie comforted Sejun.

“Alright. Thanks, guys.”

I’ll just take the thought.

Sejun assumed that Flamie and Blackie, being super sunfish, were just trying to cheer him up.

However,

How dare he not draw our Sejun-nim properly?! Amur, just wait until I see you!!!

How dare you not draw my butler’s face?! Even if it’s ugly, you should’ve drawn it!

Flamie and Blackie were very, very angry.

Because Amur had ruined a meaningful family portrait of Sejun and the others together.

Because of this, Amur had earned the ire of the two strongest members of the Sejun family, Flamie and Blackie.

Amur-nim, I’ll punish you when we meet, meow!

Amur-nim, I’ll punish you later!

Of course, Theo and Cuengi were holding grudges too.

And,

“What’s this?”

Why does it suddenly feel cold?

Amur suddenly felt chills down his spine, goosebumps rising all over his body.

Shudder.

As Sejun, now comforted by Flamie and Blackie, picked up the painting,

[You have received the reward left by Amur Lange.]

[You have obtained a Portal Scroll.]

A message appeared.

Amur Lange had left the reward for Sejun, thinking it might help him in the battles on the Land of Destruction. It was a portal scroll that led to the Temple of the Creator God.

“A Portal Scroll?”

“Kyoot kyoot kyoot. A portal scroll creates a portal connected to a specific place!”

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“Really?”

When Sejun turned the painting over, the back was filled with densely drawn magic circles.

The front was the painting, and the back was a scroll containing a magic circle.

Sejun checked the options of the portal scroll.

[Portal Scroll]

→ A scroll engraved with portal magic by Amur Lange, the Apostle of Creation.

→ The back of the scroll is painted with the images of those permitted to enter the portal.

→ The portal remains active for 24 hours once opened.

→ Linked Portal Coordinates: Temple of the Creator God.

→ Usage Restriction: Black Tower’s Tower Farmer Park Sejun having magic power of 50,000 or more.

→ Creator: Amur Lange, Apostle of Creation.

→ Grad

“A portal connected to the Temple of the Creator God…”

The grade is really high?

The scroll itself wasn’t that special, but since the Temple of the Creator God was a place no one could enter without permission, its grade was elevated to 5 stars.

If I go there, could I meet the Creator God who they say ran away?

“But hmm….”

I only have around 12,000 magic power.

And even that was achieved by borrowing various powers, talents, titles, and stats from other Tower Farmers.

“There’s no Black Tower’s Tower Farmer Park Sejun with magic power of 50,000 in this world.”

Sejun grumbled as he carefully put away the portal scroll.

Even if he couldn’t use the scroll, the painting itself, depicting his companions, was precious enough.

“Let’s go.”

“Puhuhut. Alright, meow!”

[Hehe. Yes!]

Kueng!

Kking!

“Kyoot kyoot kyoot. Yes.”

After collecting Amur Lange’s reward, Sejun left the mansion with his companions.

As Sejun and his companions departed,

Shhhk.

The mansion disappeared, and snow began to gently pile up in its place.

And then,

“Wow, it’s snowing!”

Sejun stopped and watched the falling snow with his companions.

Grrrgle.

“Ah, I’m hungry.”

Sejun boiled ramen, the fastest meal he could prepare. After starving for three days, his hunger was unbearable.

Although Cuengi had fed him bits of food while he was unconscious, he hadn’t been able to chew properly, so he hadn’t eaten much.

A little while later,

“Ahh. This is amazing!”

Sejun took a sip of the ramen broth and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Slurp.

He began eating in earnest.

The taste of ramen eaten while breathing out white puffs under the heavily snowing sky was truly the best.

Kuhehehe. Kueng!

[Hehe. Dad, drink some coffee!]

To top it off, Cuengi made him a delicious cup of coffee.

“Ahh. My son is the best!”

Kuhehehe.

Sejun patted Cuengi on the head as he sipped the coffee.

“Hehehe. I’m so happy.”

But… why do I feel like I’m forgetting something?

While Sejun was basking in slightly uneasy happiness,

-Sejun! What happened?!

-Son-in-law, promises are important things!

“Son-in-law Park, didn’t you say you’d cook for Aileen every day?!”

“Waaah! Brother-in-law, why did you lie?! Hurry and come back!”

Sejun’s in-laws on the 99th floor of the Tower were in danger.

[The Tower’s Administrator says to try the new dish she just made.]

This was all because Aileen had started cooking again while Sejun was unconscious for three days.

At that moment,

[The Tower’s Administrator shouts not to touch the food.]

[The Tower’s Administrator says this food is for my Sejun since he’s awake now.]

Fortunately, Aileen noticed that Sejun had woken up, and the in-laws were freed from Aileen’s cooking.

-Sejun, thank you!

-Son-in-law, we’ll never forget your sacrifice!

“Son-in-law Park, thank you!”

“Brother-in-law, you’re the best!”

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The in-laws expressed their gratitude to Sejun.

And then,

[The Tower’s Administrator says to try the food she made quickly.]

“Oh?!”

Sejun finally realized what he had forgotten.

“W.o.W.Th.is.is.de.li.cious.”

Sejun ate the food while speaking more robotically than a robot.

He put Aileen’s food into his mouth,

Gulp. Gulp.

and washed it down by forcing it down his throat with a drink.

[Hehe. Sejun-nim, you can do it!]

While Flamie cheered him on, enthusiastically waving her leaves, the night grew deeper.

And then,

There are only 5 days left that I can spend with Sejun-nim…

Flamie felt sad as the vacation flew by in an instant and resolved to create even more memories with Sejun.

However,

[But the more I think about it, the angrier I get! Sejun-nim fainted, and we lost 3 days of vacation!]

Flamie, still holding a grudge, couldn’t forgive Amur no matter how hard she tried.

*****

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