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Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 715: You Rejected Me Twice?!
Black Tower, 99th Floor.
Flap. Flap.
“Hehehe. Brother-in-law! Big Sis is asleep!”
The statue of Ace the Spy Dragon, who Sejun had recruited to secretly monitor Aileen, fluttered over to report to him.
Normally, Aileen would enter a sleep cycle, but for dragons, sleep cycles lasted a minimum of a hundred years. If she entered one now, by the time she woke up, Sejun might no longer be alive.
So Aileen had adopted an intermittent sleep schedule, sleeping for one to three hours at a time.
She could sleep longer, but according to ancestral records, dragons who slept for more than five hours were likely to fall into a deep sleep cycle.
“Thanks, brother-in-law. Here, have some dragon nugget chicken.”
Sejun handed Ace a piece of dragon nugget chicken as thanks for the update.
“Hehehe. Thanks, Brother-in-law!”
Munch. Munch.
Ace happily munched on the chicken while keeping an eye on Aileen, who was still fast asleep. frёewebηovel.cѳm
His mission was to notify Sejun the moment Aileen woke up.
“And if you get sleepy, eat these too.”
To prevent Ace from dozing off, Sejun handed him four kinds of popcorn — salty, caramel, strawberry, and churu-flavored.
For reference, the churu-flavored popcorn was only popular with Theo, Queng, and Baektang, but Sejun made it for the sake of variety.
While Aileen was asleep, Sejun got to work preparing for her birthday party.
“Theo, get me more chocolate bricks.”
“Puhuhut. Got it-nya! Mud! The Great Hybrid Chairman Park needs chocolate bricks-nya! Hurry and bring them-nya!”
Following Sejun’s command, Theo raised his paws to the sky and called for Mud.
[A designated quest has been issued to the God of Clay, Mud, by Vice Chairman Park Theo of Sejun Company.]
[If declined, impeachment will ensue.]
It was an unavoidable quest.
A lesson learned from watching Sejun and Theo, the SJC System had also picked up some bad habits.
A moment later—
“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, Mud sent over the chocolate bricks-nya!”
Theo pulled out 100,000 chocolate bricks from his bundle, and Sejun quickly melted them down to make sweet chocolate cake and brownies, Aileen’s favorite.
Please save me. Please save me. Please save me.
“Huh?”
The desperate cries etched into the chocolate bricks went completely unnoticed by Sejun.
“Oh, so Mud is even adding designs now? He’s working so hard,” Sejun muttered, failing to realize the distress signals.
One hour later—
“Brother-in-law! Big Sis is awake!”
Ace, who had been happily munching on a mix of salty and caramel popcorn, urgently shouted to Sejun.
“Nuna! Mom’s calling you!”
“Huh? Mom?”
Ace distracted Aileen just in time, preventing her from looking into the crystal orb to check on Sejun.
“Aileen always checks the crystal orb right after waking up. We need to buy some time,” Sejun said.
“Hurry and hide everything!”
“Puhuhut. Got it-nya!”
“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. Yes!”
“Queng!”
Taking advantage of the distraction Ace provided, Sejun, Theo, Iona, and Queng hurriedly stashed everything they’d been working on into a secret spot in the subspace warehouse.
Since Aileen could see into the subspace warehouse, they had to hide it well.
And then—
“Kihiht! Kkeeng!”
[Hehe. Butler! The Great Kkamang will eat it to hide it!]
“Why would you eat it?!”
“Kkeeng...”
[I was just trying to help...]
Kkamang, who tried to “help” by eating the food and hiding it in his stomach, got scolded by Sejun.
Ace had successfully bought them some time.
“I didn’t call you. Ace. Did you just lie to me?”
“Gulp.”
Aileen glared at Ace, who now had a lump forming on his head.
But—
Brother-in-law! I didn’t say anything!
“Hehehe.”
Ace felt proud of himself for keeping the secret despite the pain.
“Whew. Now, let’s harvest some carrots,” Sejun said, stretching as if nothing had happened and heading to the carrot field.
Later—
“Hehehe. It was such a productive day.”
It was now evening.
“Oh, what a chaotic day.”
Sejun let out a weary sigh as he reflected on the day’s events.
“Sejun!”
Just as he was about to eat lunch, a loud voice called out.
Flying toward Sejun was Grave Renma, the Great Brown Dragon.
“Grave, what’s wrong?”
“Sejun, it’s a disaster! Today is the day of the Great Dragon Meeting!”
Today was the sixth Great Dragon Meeting, but it had completely slipped Sejun’s mind.
After working in the Temple of the Creator God, he was exhausted and had come back to rest. Not just Sejun, but even the other Great Dragon Leaders had forgotten about it.
When the other Great Brown Dragons asked Grave about the meeting, he panicked and flew straight to Sejun.
“The preparations? O-of course they’re done! I was just about to head to Sejun to pick up the food!”
Grave couldn’t admit he had completely forgotten. Otherwise, the other dragons might revolt.
“Oh no!”
Upon hearing Grave’s words, Sejun remembered too.
“Hold on a second!”
Fortunately, he had plenty of ingredients stocked up from hunting disasters, so Sejun immediately got to work with Sejun No. 12.
“Puhuhut. Finished in ten hours.”
Sejun beamed with satisfaction.
“Guys, let’s eat.”
Sejun called out to his companions, and they all sat down to a very late dinner.
After eating, Sejun immediately lay down on the bed.
“And now... let’s sleep for three hours, then go and apologize.”
Crash.
The moment he said that, he was out cold.
“Kkirong.”
“Kkyu-rong.”
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Once Sejun fell asleep, Kkamang’s family piled onto Sejun’s chest and quickly drifted off as well.
However—
“Nyan... Chairman Park is too weak-nya.”
“Kkyung... I agree.”
Theo and Iona couldn’t sleep as easily, worried about Sejun.
Squish. Squish.
Theo kneaded Sejun’s face gently, trying to relieve some of his fatigue.
Normally, he’d burn through money to cheer himself up, but lately, Aileen had been managing all of Sejun’s finances, leaving Theo with no funds to waste.
Sejun’s habit of hiding emergency cash had been forcibly eliminated thanks to Theo.
“The power of magic... embrace this tired body and soothe the weariness. Breath of Recovery.”
Iona cast a healing spell to ease Sejun’s exhaustion.
A while later—
“Gorong.”
“Kkyu-rong.”
Having successfully healed Sejun, Theo and Iona settled on Sejun’s lap and fell asleep, their worries momentarily soothed.
***
Inside Kkamang’s Mental World.
While Sejun slept for three hours, starting the daily apology session later than usual—
Grrrrrr.
“Why are you late?! I was waiting! I thought something terrible had happened!”
The moment Corruption appeared, he expressed his joy through an angry outburst.
“Huh? I was just tired... Did we set a specific meeting time or something?”
Corruption spoke as if it were obvious, leaving Sejun confused as to whether he had actually made any such arrangement with him.
“T-that’s not it! But don’t you have any respect for your enemies?! You were late for the duel!”
Corruption stammered, trying to cover up his embarrassment.
“Pffft... Fine. I won’t be late next time,” Sejun said, barely holding back his laughter.
A duel? He could’ve just said he was waiting.
“Hmph.”
Corruption snorted at Sejun’s response, but his lips curled up slightly as if he was secretly pleased by Sejun’s promise not to be late again.
“Here, try this,” Sejun said, handing Corruption a peanut chocolate ball — a new treat he had just developed.
Both Queng and Iona had praised it to the heavens, so Sejun figured Corruption, who supposedly liked peanuts, would enjoy it too.
What is this?
Crunch.
Corruption took a bite of the peanut chocolate ball, chewing it slowly.
“Mmm... Delici... I mean, it’s edible,” he said, quickly swallowing his true thoughts and trying to keep his voice cold and indifferent.
But Sejun could tell.
Despite Corruption’s cold tone, his eyes and mouth were smiling.
Sejun smirked.
You’re not being honest, are you?
Or perhaps... you just don’t know how to be honest.
Crunch. Crunch.
Sejun watched Corruption quietly as he continued to munch on the peanut chocolate balls.
Then, Sejun casually extended his hand.
“How about coming with me? You can have these every day if you come to my place.”
...
Corruption’s monstrous hand, which had been reaching for another peanut chocolate ball, suddenly stopped.
“No.”
After a brief pause, Corruption finally responded.
Two proposals. Two rejections.
Sejun clenched his fist, feeling a surge of determination. Next time, he’d bring an even more irresistible peanut dish.
“This is it for today,” Corruption said, ending the encounter.
Sejun and Theo combined their powers to take down Corruption, and the morning dawned anew.
Land of Destruction.
“I want to go!”
Corruption looked at his monstrous hand and sighed.
He wanted to take Sejun’s hand and go with him, but he had no way to do so.
There were too many obstacles, but the biggest one was Sejun’s weakness.
“If only there was a way for him to approach me without getting hurt...”
Corruption pondered, trying to find a way to meet Sejun without endangering him.
Then—
Peeking.
From a corner, a spirit peeked out, nervously watching Corruption.
“Kukuku. Right... There’s those things.”
A sinister grin spread across Corruption’s face.
Without hesitation—
Snap!
Corruption lunged forward, grabbing the spirit in one swift motion.
“S-spare me!”
“Kukuku. I won’t kill you.”
Gulp.
Corruption swallowed the spirit in one bite.
After consuming the spirit, Corruption transferred a portion of his power ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ into it.
Pop!
He spat the spirit back out.
“Kukuku. Now... where are the others hiding?”
Corruption began scouring the area, hunting for more spirits he had previously ignored.
***
Black Tower, 99th Floor — Morning.
A week had passed since Sejun started preparing for Aileen’s birthday party.
And now—
“I’m here,” Sejun announced as he entered the Temple of the Creator God.
“Puhuhut. I’m here too-nya!” Theo said, bouncing in.
“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. Hello!” Iona chirped.
Today, Sejun brought only Theo and Iona.
Queng had gone to work, while Bat-Bat and the Kkamang family were still asleep in bed.
Now that Sejun thought about it, there was no better place to secretly work on a surprise than here.
In this place, he was completely out of Aileen’s sight, and he could keep the kids away too.
May 5th was not only Aileen’s birthday but also Children’s Day.
Sejun was preparing birthday presents for Aileen as well as gifts for the kids — Queng, Bat-Bat, and Ace.
“As for Kkamang...”
What should I do?
When dealing with older beings, Kkamang claimed he was 30,000 years old.
But when it was advantageous to be younger, he’d say he was a newborn, just one year old.
Kkamang, the elastic age master.
But it wasn’t like he needed to prepare much for Kkamang anyway.
If Kkamang had his extreme-flavor roasted sweet potato jerky, he was satisfied.
Depending on how annoying he was, Sejun would decide whether to give him one or two pieces.
If he was loud, he’d get one more. Like the saying, “Give the noisy kid an extra rice cake.”
“For now, I should plant the seeds in the Land of Destruction.”
Sejun made a brief detour to the Land of Destruction and created 100 Catastrophe Pioneer Seeds.
With the Catastrophe Eaters spitting out nearly a million seeds daily, he needed to increase the number of Pioneers to keep up.
Since Emilla and Amur were keeping the area clear, the waypoint surroundings were safe.
Plop. Plop.
Sejun continued planting seeds when—
“Kiki!”
“Kya-kya!”
The area suddenly grew noisy.
“Huh? What’s going on?”
Sejun rushed to the commotion and—
“What?!”
There, in the distance, lay a young boy who appeared to be around two years old, completely naked.
But—
“Ugh!”
The enormous energy emanating from the child prevented Sejun from getting any closer.
“Nya!”
Theo tried to absorb the energy with all his might, preventing Sejun from fainting on the spot.
Just then—
[<Title: Witness to the Birth of the Primordial> activates and perceives the essence of the being.]
Sejun’s eyes glowed gold as his title activated, and the pressure surrounding him significantly lessened.
And then—
[Child of Creation Tainted by Catastrophe]
A child born with the power of Creation, but tainted by Catastrophe. His nature has become wicked.
If left unchecked, he will grow into a being that could destroy the world.
Sejun now understood the true nature of the boy.