Solo Farming In The Tower

TL: Hanguk

PR: MiniPixelZ

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TL Note: Corruption has been referred to in gender-neutral terms so far, and I used he/him pronouns for Corruption for easier translation and readability, but from this chapter onward, Corruption will be referred to using female gender terms.

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Temple of the Creator God.

“Kuhahaha. As expected, there’s no one like our Sejun!”

“That’s right. He even sent us drinks and snacks!”

“Uhhahaha. Sejun must know that we’re having a hard time because of him.”

The leaders of the great Nine Dragon Clans were delighted as they received the drinks and snacks sent by Sejun through the dragon statues.

At that moment

“What do you think you’re doing?!”

The Creator God shouted furiously at the leaders who were about to start a drinking party.

From the Creator God’s perspective, it was natural to be angry.

His lifespan was running short, and to send Sejun to the Land of Destruction to resolve this situation, he needed to finish creating his room as soon as possible.

But in such an urgent situation, the leaders were only thinking about having fun, so the Creator God couldn’t help but be furious.

“Creator God-nim, it’s not that…”

Kaiser hurriedly stepped forward, trying to explain that the drinks and food were given by Sejun to share with the Creator God,

“Silence! I am greatly disappointed in you all!”

The Creator God, deeply disappointed, refused to listen to Kaiser’s words.

“……”

“……”

“……”

At the Creator God’s cold demeanor, the leaders couldn’t even open their mouths, and about a minute of suffocating silence passed.

[Oh?! This is the food and drink made by Sejun-nim! Why aren’t you eating it? It won’t taste as good if it gets cold! No! Sejun-nim’s food is always delicious, but it’s less tasty when it cools down! Eat quickly! Hurry!]

Flamie’s avatar, Flamie No. 205, sat the Creator God, the leaders, Emila, and Amur in a circle.

“Ahem. It was made by Sejun? You should’ve said so.”

The Creator God cleared his throat in embarrassment and raised his glass.

“I’ll pour it for you!”

“Hohoho. Alright.”

Kaiser quickly picked up the bottle and poured the drink into the Creator God’s glass.

I was going to do that!

Kaiser, you sycophant!

The other leaders glared at Kaiser.

Meanwhile

Gulp.

The Creator God drank the Samyangju.

“Keuh.”

A spontaneous exclamation burst out as he drank.

I don’t have many days left to live, and only now do I know this taste…

His face was filled with both astonishment and regret.

At that moment

“Creator God-nim, please try this! It tastes better after drinking.”

Ramter, who had been waiting for the chance, quickly picked up a jeon made with slime meat using chopsticks and politely offered it.

“Ahem.”

‘The drink was so clean that I was craving something a bit greasy…’

The Creator God reluctantly accepted the jeon and ate it.

Chew. Chew.

While chewing the jeon, the Creator God wore a satisfied smile.

‘We completely understand how you feel.’

‘Of course. We know it well.’

‘We’d love to recommend other pairings too.’

The leaders looked at the Creator God with pleased smiles and nodded.

…?

…?

Of course, only Emila and Amur, who didn’t understand those feelings, looked blankly at the Creator God’s face, waiting to hear him tell them to eat quickly.

A short while later.

“Now. Fill your glasses.”

“Yes!”

At the Creator God’s words, the leaders, Emila, and Amur filled their glasses with Samyangju.

“You, drink this.”

[Hehe. Yes. Thank you.]

The Creator God poured a drop of dew into the concave leaf of Flamie No. 205.

And then

“To Creation!”

“““To Creation!”””

They toasted together and drank joyfully.

Thus, the workers enjoyed a sweet break for the first time in days.

[Alright. Let’s get back to work!]

With the shout of Work Foreman Flamie No. 205, they began the final work.

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99th floor of the Black Tower.

‘I hope they received it well?’

Rustle.

[You have harvested the Radish of Strong Lower Body.]

…

..

.

“Hum hum hum.”

Humming, Sejun pulled out radishes after sending drinks and snacks to the leaders.

And

“Meow meow meow.”

“Kyoot kyoot kyoot.”

Kueng!

Kkiol!

The companions followed Sejun’s humming in their own rhythm.

It was complete dissonance, but strangely, it felt comforting and was oddly pleasant to listen to.

(Pip-pip…)

Sleeping Paespaes was making sounds and creating some harmony to a degree. As expected, a pro was different.

While Sejun was singing cheerfully with his companions while working,

“This is the room of Rascal, the God of Thieves.”

Whirr.

[Thank you.]

Sweetie, guided by the warden, arrived at Rascal’s cell in the underground prison.

Creak.

Upon entering the cell,

“Roommate? Or a guard?”

Rascal, wearing an eye patch over his right eye, grinned slyly and asked.

Contrary to the name “God of Thieves”, Rascal had a plump build and taut, glossy skin that made him seem far removed from agility. According to the prison records Sweetie checked before coming here, Rascal had disappeared for a while before being brought to Tartarus, and when he reappeared, he was missing his right eye.

“Are you Rascal, the God of Thieves?”

Sweetie answered Rascal’s question with a question.

“Judging by your attitude, you must not be a roommate. It’s a shame, I’ve been lonely lately. Yes, I am Rascal, the God of Thieves.”

Rascal responded with a wide grin that nearly covered his left eye.

“Kekeke. So you’ve taken down Helta, the God of Tyrants, and become the new Warden? Tsk tsk tsk. Becoming the Warden only makes things harder. What’s good about it…”

Rascal clicked his tongue and spoke to himself in a pitying voice, clearly intending for Sweetie to hear.

Rascal’s words and actions carried multiple meanings.

First, I know everything that goes on here even though I’m imprisoned.

Second, you changed wardens without my permission.

Third, therefore, I will not cooperate with you.

And

Whirr. Whirr. Whirr?

[There are more good things here than I expected. But even though you’re underground, you’re well-informed. You must have informants?]

Sweetie, having read Rascal’s intent, spoke in a languid voice while watching him closely.

She expected a reaction to her words, but

……

Rascal’s sunken left eye remained motionless and quiet. He was an opponent skilled in psychological warfare.

This won’t be easy.

Looking at Rascal,

Creak.

Sweetie left the cell without hesitation. Of course, it didn’t mean she had given up.

Sweetie was someone who had risen from an ordinary Poisonous Bee to the apex of bee power, the Poisonous Queen Bee.

It would have been impossible without Sejun’s help, but it wasn’t something anyone could become just with his help. She had the ability to reach that height.

Moreover, she now had the experience gained from ruling over the Poisonous Bees as their Queen.

And

First, I’ll have to teach him who truly rules this place.

Sweetie knew exactly what her top priority was.

‘First, a purge is needed to eliminate Rascal’s eyes and ears spread throughout Tartarus. A purge of blood and honey.’

A sweet storm of blood began to blow through Tartarus.

“A guest has arrived.”

“Huh?! Another one?”

“Why are there so many guests today?”

At the same time, at the Resting Grounds of the Forgotten Gods, dead gods continued to arrive, and the gravekeepers grew busy.

“Please state your name starting from the first one who came.”

“I am Helta, the God of Tyrants.”

“Warden-nim…?”

Of course, there was some confusion.

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The next morning at dawn.

Inside Blackie’s mental world.

As the Blackie Family began their atonement,

Gururuk.

Corruption appeared.

And

“Thank you for listening to my request.”

Sejun offered heartfelt thanks to Corruption.

-Kuhuhu. What are you talking about? I didn’t do it for you, I was just doing my own work!

Corruption flatly denied Sejun’s thanks.

But Sejun saw it. The slim, curved shape of Corruption’s separated eyes subtly formed a crescent, and the corners of the mouth curled up slightly.

And

Looking closely, your eyes are actually pretty? You could charm people with just those eyes. And look at those neatly aligned teeth. Definitely a hidden beauty.

As Sejun discovered Corruption’s hidden charm, his fondness grew.

‘Of course, I won’t be charmed. I’m already charmed by Aileen. Hehehe.’

Sejun grinned foolishly, recalling Aileen’s eyes in particular among her facial features.

Even without any filters, Aileen had heavenly-level beauty, and with Sejun’s rose-tinted memory and love-lens correction applied, it was impossible for him to be swayed by any other woman.

-What’s with that grin?! Why are you smiling?!

Watching Sejun like that, Corruption, who had been in a good mood just moments ago, suddenly snapped in anger. It was because Sejun’s smile oddly rubbed her the wrong way.

“It’s nothing. More importantly, try this.”

Sejun hurriedly wiped the foolish smile off his face and offered Corruption a dried slice made from Extremely Delicious Royal Honey Sweet Potato.

Of course, he couldn’t get too close. Though they could talk casually, emotions were always unpredictable.

-I don’t want it.

Corruption’s refusal. Just in case, Sejun decided to ask three times.

But still,

“It’s really tasty.”

-I said I don’t want it.

“I’m telling you it’s delicious.”

-I said I don’t want it!

When Sejun kept saying the same thing, Corruption, overwhelmed with fury, shouted out in anger.

Of course, as soon as she shouted, Corruption realized her slip, but once the rage surged, it was like an out-of-control locomotive, she couldn’t stop.

And then

Goooooo.

Corruption’s energy spread and engulfed the surroundings.

“Vice Chairman Theo, Seo Beam!”

“Got it, meow!”

Fwoooosh.

Sejun and Theo handled Corruption with a combination attack. They weren’t able to have a proper conversation with Corruption afterward, she remained furious the whole time.

While Sejun and his companions were busy apologizing,

“Hmph! I wanted to eat it too!”

Corruption cried out bitterly from the Land of Destruction.

“Look at my mouth! Would I look cute eating with this kind of mouth?! Would you still like me after seeing that?!”

“Eek!”

Corruption grabbed one of the mental fragments hiding nearby,

Crunch. Crunch.

and looked at her own reflection in the black water.

Out of the many mouths she had, she carefully tried eating with the one located just under her jaw, closest to where a normal mouth would be, but every time she chewed, drool dripped down uncontrollably.

It was ugly. Hideous. Disgusting.

Corruption couldn’t contain her rage at himself.

“Damn it! Why do I look like this?! Aaaaargh!”

Corruption’s sorrowful wail dyed the Land of Destruction red.

And then

Splurt.

A new eye and mouth formed on Corruption’s body, making her even more grotesque.

***

99th floor of the Black Tower.

After stopping by the Calamity Farm and the 10th Tower first thing in the morning, Sejun arrived at Kamyeoldaeseong.

“To get that mad…”

He spotted ogres and planet-destroying turtles camped out in the distance.

When Corruption’s anger had somewhat subsided,

What if Sejun hates me for getting mad?

She started to worry about Sejun’s reaction and hastily opened the Black Moon, sending over the same number of ogres and planet-destroying turtles as yesterday.

“Did she really hate the roasted and dried sweet potatoes?”

Sejun assumed Corruption hated roasted and dried sweet potatoes.

Kking?! Kking!

[How dare anyone hate roasted and dried sweet potatoes made by my butler?! If someone hates those, great Blackie will punish them!]

Blackie barked furiously in response to Sejun’s muttering. For Blackie, the idea that anyone could hate Sejun’s roasted and dried sweet potatoes was absolutely unthinkable.

If there were a roasted and dried sweet potatoes church, Blackie would have become its great saint without a doubt.

“I should bring Cuengi.”

Sejun went to find Pink-fur and

Kurorong.

brought back Cuengi, who was sound asleep in Pink-fur’s arms.

And then

Kueng! Kueng!

[Surrender! If you don’t surrender, Cuengi will punish you!]

Bukbuk! Bukbuk!

[Show your belly to the Beast of Apocalypse right now! That’s the only way you’ll survive!]

Bukbuk! Bukbuk!

[Hey! Be sensible and quickly finish off the ogres too! Quickly!]

Cuengi and the Bukbuks persuaded(?) the planet-destroying turtles.

Zing.

Zing.

Thanks to that, the ogres were quickly dealt with as well.

And so, Sejun moved one step closer to his dream of becoming a building owner.

Destruction’s Sixth Calamity: Defeat 10,000 Ogres (2,121/10,000)

Destruction’s Seventh Calamity: Defeat 1,000 Planet-Destroying Turtles (215/1,000)

“Hehehe. Just eight more days of this and I’ll be a building owner?”

He smiled broadly while checking the quest.

Today, too, it was a peaceful day for the Sejun Family.

And

Sejun-nim, you haven’t forgotten me, have you? Please grow me quickly too.

At the elixir field in front of the house, Baby Ginseng waited for Sejun alone and pitifully.

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