Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 694: Vice Chairman Theo, Did You Sell It?!

99th Floor of the Black Tower.

“All right, let’s get started.”

After setting up a memorial stone, Sejun got to cooking once again with his farm family.

Today’s task was to make cookies and marshmallows—and to secure chocolate bricks. These were the ingredients for making choco pies.

While Sejun and the farm crew worked hard preparing the ingredients...

“Herr, are those chocolate bricks ready yet, nya?! Our great hybrid, Chairman Park, is waiting, nya!”

Theo was pestering Herr.

Kuhuhu. Will I finally get to eat choco pie today?

Next to Theo, Pink Fur stirred the egg whites with a stick, whipping them into meringue. She hugged a giant bowl with her left front paw, eyes sparkling with hope.

And—

“Vice Chairman Theo, hang on a bit. I’m on my way to get them right now.”

Herr quickly replied to Theo and then—

BANG! BANG! BANG!

“Mudd! I know you’re in there! Open the door!”

He banged on the door of Mudd, the God of Clay. For the record, Mudd didn’t owe Herr anything.

Still—

“Mudd, hurry up and give me the chocolate bricks!”

Herr sounded like a debt collector, utterly shameless.

A moment later—

“H-Herr... I’m so sleepy...”

Mudd cracked open the door and spoke in a teary voice. And it made sense.

Ever since Sejun started making choco pies, Mudd hadn’t had a single break. No rest. No sleep.

“Mudd, you’re the God of Clay. Are you really going to lose to a little sleep? Besides, God Sejun wants it. Are you going to say no?”

“No... If God Sejun wants it, I have to do it...”

“Exactly! You can do this, Mudd! From now on, for every 10,000 chocolate bricks, you’ll get 2 Sejun Company welfare points! Let’s do our best together!”

“Okay! I’ll give it my all!”

With that rousing pep talk, Herr boosted Mudd’s morale and had him send 100,000 chocolate bricks to Theo.

[The God of Trade, Herr, has received 50 welfare points as a quest reward.]

“Mudd, here. Let’s keep working hard!”

Thanks to that, even after giving Mudd 20 points, Herr still walked away with a 30-point profit.

Adding that to the 10 points he already had, his total was now 40 points.

“Nice. With these points, maybe I’ll send a Transcendent-grade seed!”

Herr stepped lively toward Mirna, the Dragon God, since Sejun wanted dragon fruit most out of all the Transcendent-grade seeds.

Knock, knock.

“Mirna.”

As Herr knocked—

SLAM!

“Herr, what took you so long?!”

Mirna flung the door open, visibly irritated, and then—

“Here. Take it.”

She shoved two dragon fruits into his arms.

A very different vibe from Mudd.

Our God Sejun gets whatever he wants!

Mirna was the only dragon to follow Sejun. Her obsession bordered on madness. She’d been working tirelessly to produce dragon fruit.

Thanks to this, Sejun had sprouted several of them, allowing Mirna to earn a vast amount of divine power. Her divine rank had increased, enabling her to make even better dragon fruit.

“Mirna, this one’s a bit... big...”

As Herr pointed out that one of the fruits was 1.5 times larger than the others—

“Herr, hurry up and send that to God Sejun. Hehehe. He’s gonna love it.”

Mirna pressed him eagerly.

“Got it.”

Herr quickly sent the fruit.

[20 Sejun Company welfare points were used to access the Seed Delivery Network.]

[A Transcendent-grade Dragon Fruit Seed has been sent to Vice Chairman Park Theo.]

[The God of Trade, Herr, has received 5 welfare points as a quest reward.]

...

..

.

And so, two dragon fruit seeds were delivered to Sejun.

Sip.

“Mmm. That hits the spot.”

After dinner, Sejun sipped on some warm kudzu tea made from kudzu juice Queng had squeezed for him.

Kukeke, Queng!

[Hehe, this is so good!]

Queng happily drank warm honey water beside Sejun, blissful and full.

Then—

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, Herr sent you dragon fruit seeds, nya!”

Theo reached into his bundle with his front paw and pulled out the items.

“Huh? Why is this one so big?”

Among the two fruits, Sejun inspected the one that was about 1.5 times larger than a regular dragon fruit.

[Talented Dragon Fruit Seed]

An evolved dragon fruit seed made by the Dragon God, Mirna.

When it absorbs a dragon’s body part and creation energy, it sprouts into a dragon fruit containing 3 to 5 replicated skills from the dragon.

Creator: Dragon God Mirna

Grade: Transcendent

Three to five skills copied?!

“Oh!”

That means the chances of getting cooking skills have gone up!

And if I get five skills...

If luck was on his side, Sejun might just end up with a jack-of-all-trades version—Sejun No. 23—who could both farm and cook. (23 is a famous basketball jersey number.)

“Hehehe. Time to sprout these.”

Sejun grabbed both the regular and the talented dragon fruit seeds and headed toward Kkamyeoldaeseong.

Kiki!

Kyahaha!

“Hey, good to see you.”

He greeted the Destruction Pioneers and Destruction Devourers, who welcomed him warmly, and planted the seeds.

Then—

“Vice Chairman Theo, chop some onions.”

“Puhuhut. Understood, nya!”

Slice.

“Here you go, nya!”

“Thanks.”

Sejun took the halved onions from Theo and pressed them to his eyes.

“Oof. That stings.”

Tears welled up.

Drip. Drip.

Sejun’s tears dropped onto the soil where the dragon fruit seeds had been planted.

A short while later—

Crack.

Crack.

The two seeds quickly sprouted, absorbing Sejun’s tears and the surrounding creation energy.

Once they’d grown, Sejun first checked the regular dragon fruit.

“Hehehe. Not bad.”

The regular one had copied Tool Mastery and Harvesting skills.

“Go on. Go harvest.”

Sejun immediately sent the fruit to the farm to start collecting crops.

Then he turned to the talented dragon fruit.

“There it is!”

Sejun beamed as he saw the copied skills.

There were three—minimum number—but they were solid: Crop Enlargement, Delicious Cooking, and Fermentation.

“Hehehe. Welcome.”

He slung an arm around Sejun No. 12’s shoulders and headed into the kitchen.

“All right, let’s get started, Sejun Twelve.”

Now with a comrade by his side, Sejun began cooking in earnest.

When Sejun Twelve prepared the dishes—

“Cook.”

Sejun used the processed ingredients to replicate them at peak efficiency. He even visited the brewing room mid-way to use the fermentation skill and brew alcohol.

With help from his farm family and Sejun Twelve, preparations went smoothly.

Three days passed.

Only one day remained until the birthday party.

Dawn, 99th Floor of the Black Tower.

“This is bad, nya...”

Queng...

[What do we do...?]

Bat-Bat... Only one day left...

Whimper...

[The great Kkamang is good at treasure hunting, but...]

Theo, Queng, Bat-Bat, and Kkamang all wore gloomy expressions.

It had been four days since they started looking for Sejun’s birthday present. They had expected to find it quickly—but they’d come up empty.

Theo’s paws didn’t tingle, Queng’s nose hadn’t picked up any special scent.

And now, after tonight... the birthday party would begin.

“We have to find something tonight, nya!”

Queng!

[That’s right!]

(Bat-Bat. Yes!)

Squeak!

[I’ll do my best too, great Kkamang will help!]

With their resolve renewed, the four of them promptly went back to sleep.

And when morning came—

Moo.

[Approved.]

Guests holding invitations began entering the 99th floor of the Black Tower, one by one.

“Hm hm hmmm~”

After lunch, Sejun was humming contentedly as he sipped his coffee.

He had just completed 1.5 billion servings of food during the morning prep.

That was about 15 million more servings than the number of invitations Theo had sold, so there was no risk of running out.

With this much food, everything should be fine.

Or so he thought.

Squeak squeak!

[We've arrived at the holy land of Hamgod!]

Chuyu!

[Let us bow first!]

Squeak?

[But... which direction should we face?]

Ppucha?! PPU! CHA!

[Why are you standing in front?! Move it! We’re pushing from behind!]

A flood of hamsters from the Hamc Kingdom poured in, clutching wedding invitations for Ppochie and Lala.

“...What the hell?! Vice Chairman Theo, did you sell these?!”

SQUISH.

Sejun grabbed Theo by the cheek and demanded answers.

“Chairman, you’re hurting me, nya!”

“So it wasn’t you?”

“That’s right, nya!”

“...Ahem.”

Feeling awkward, Sejun let go of Theo’s soft cheek after giving it a few more squishes.

It really wasn’t me this time. I’m innocent, nya!

Theo stared up at Sejun with a sulky expression.

“...Sorry.”

Sejun, reading the room, gently laid Theo down and offered him a tube of Churu.

“Puhuhut.”

Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.

Theo quickly forgot his grudge and devoured the Churu contentedly.

Queng!

Squeak!

Watching Theo, both Queng and Kkamang flopped over in front of Sejun, and he fed them treats as well.

While Theo, Queng, and Kkamang lay on their backs, happily munching snacks—

“Hey guys, can you go figure out what’s going on?”

Bzzz!

[Yes, sir!]

Sejun sent out his poison bees to scout.

A few moments later—

“What?! All these guests are here for Ppochie’s wedding?!”

No, seriously. How many is too many?!

Sejun was furious when he heard the poison bees' report.

“HISSS!”

“Because of Pposabu, I got scolded by Chairman Park, nya!”

Theo raged beside him.

“Kyuu-kyuu-kyuu—!”

“Because of Ppochie, Theo got ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) misunderstood by Sejun-nim!”

Even Iona was angry.

Ppochie, having earned the wrath of Sejun, Theo, and Iona... was definitely going to have a rough time when she arrived.

“First, I’ve gotta roast some peanuts. You guys, go harvest them!”

KKEEK!

Snapped out of his panic, Sejun rushed to the kitchen, sending the mushroom ants to gather peanuts while he started roasting.

Then—

“Crop Enlargement!”

With help from Sejun No. 12, he used the skill to grow the peanuts to massive size.

Even with his current stock, there was no way it would be enough to satisfy the tidal wave of incoming hamsters.

Normally, anyone else would’ve thrown in the towel at the sheer numbers, but Sejun wasn’t like that. He poured his all into it, determined to overcome.

The more hopeless it looked, the more Sejun focused on the task in front of him.

That resilience—that refusal to give up in the face of absurdity—was how he’d survived this long.

Thank God Sejun No. 12 replicated the Crop Enlargement skill.

Sejun looked at him with relief as he chugged a mugwort mana potion while his clone worked tirelessly, casting the skill.

Luckily, Sejun No. 12 had only the skills they needed right now.

While the massive peanut stir-fry was in production—

Queng!

BANG!

Queng smashed the giant peanuts into bite-sized pieces for the hamsters.

Late into the evening, Sejun continued working to make sure the hamster guests were well-fed.

‘Burned myself out completely.’

Snore...

Utterly exhausted, he began nodding off while eating dinner—his fatigue finally catching up.

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park fell asleep, nya!”

Queng!

[Quick! Time to find the gift!]

(Bat-Bat... I’m awake now...)

Kihihit. Squeak!

[Hehe! Brothers, the great Kkamang is ready!]

Their hearts racing, the group left sleeping Sejun behind and rushed outside.

Fwoosh.

They opened a dimensional gate.

“No pull, nya!”

Queng!

[Can’t smell anything, either!]

They searched desperately for a gift.

Scurry.

Kihihit. Squeak!

[Hehe. This land now belongs to the great Kkamang!]

Kkamang did his best too... though he didn’t help much.

At that moment—

Fwoosh.

Another gate opened.

Whooooosh.

A freezing gust of wind swept through.

“Nya! I sense a pull, nya!”

Queng!

[It smells like some really good herbs!] freeweɓnovel.cѳm

Theo and Queng had finally found something.

While the four brothers—Theo, Queng, Bat-Bat, and Kkamang—crossed the gate to seek Sejun’s gift...

Sejun was left behind. All alone.

Shiver. Shiver.

He trembled from the icy chill that blew in from the dimensional gate.

Already in rough shape from exhaustion and hunger, he’d dozed off mid-meal, looking absolutely pitiful.

A mess, through and through.