Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 363

First Floor of the 10th Tower.

“Does he dare ignore my words?!”

Stella spoke angrily. How could he not respond to the message from the great Silver Dragon?

She didn’t know what the trial of the 10th Tower was, but to pass it meant he was strong enough to reach the 10th Tower.

Plus, he had finished the last trial in an amazing way and even earned the chance to go to the 2nd floor as a bonus.

But he hadn’t come…

‘He ignored my message!’

Stella was very angry. She gritted her teeth.

Stella thought about his reaction. She thought he probably hadn’t even told his mother he was alive.

“I’ll have to send the message again. How annoying…”

Stella sighed. It took a lot of work to find the materials to make a voice message orb.

The first light of dawn touched the 99th Floor of the Black Tower. The air was cool and quiet.

*Squeak…*

Fenrir stretched, waking from his deep sleep in his sling bag home. He wriggled out, blinking in the dim light. His fur was a little messy from sleeping.

*Hee hee hee. Squeak.*

‘*Hee hee. I woke up first! I’m the best!*’ Fenrir thought proudly. He looked around at Sejun, Theo, Black Rabbit, and Ajax, still fast asleep on their beds. Fenrir puffed out his chest. He felt very important for waking up before everyone else.

But Fenrir wasn’t really ‘diligent.’ He had gone to sleep very early the night before, so he had slept a lot.

Squeak.

‘These guys, I am Fenrir, the wolf who hunts the Apostle of Destruction, the First Seat God.’

Fenrir quietly talked to himself. He was trying to feel important.

Squeak?

‘This is faint, but it’s my core energy?’

Fenrir felt a small part of his core. It was like the core energy he had dug up and eaten before, but without the aura of destruction.

My core!

Hop.

Fenrir quickly got off the bed and ran outside.

Thud. Thud.

He followed the faint energy and saw it. The pot of the Golden Tree of Abundance glowed with a warm, golden light.

Squeak!

‘It’s there!’

Fenrir barked as he looked at the crops planted in the pot.

It was the effect of Mya-Ryuk’s Seed Sowing skill, which left the Tower Farmer’s energy in the seeds to keep monsters away, but…

Squeak!

‘My core!’

The energy had some of the core’s power, which attracted Fenrir.

This skill didn’t scare away monsters. It only attracted Fenrir. It was more bad than good.

Hee hee hee. Squeak?

‘Hee hee. What should I eat first?’

Fenrir tried to climb onto the pot, thinking about which crop to eat.

Fenrir thought for a moment.

‘But the butler worked hard to plant these…’

He felt that if he secretly ate them, the butler would be sad.

Besides,

‘It would taste better if the butler cooked them for me, right?’

It tasted better when the butler cooked them.

So, Fenrir decided to be a good owner who cared about the butler’s feelings.

He wasn’t doing it just to eat them later. He was doing it because he was kind.

‘I am a good owner!’

Fenrir praised himself and went to the sweet potato field.

He dug up a raw sweet potato.

‘Hee hee. Delicious.’

Crunch. Crunch.

He ate one right there and took the rest of the raw sweet potatoes to his secret hiding place.

Tap tap tap.

Fenrir dug into the ground and found dried roasted sweet potatoes and other snacks he had hidden before.

After putting the raw sweet potatoes in his secret warehouse and covering it with soil again, Fenrir thought,

‘Hee hee. I’ll never get caught here.’

He was sure he had hidden the sweet potatoes perfectly. Then, he went back to his bed and fell asleep again.

A few hours later.

Tap tap tap.

Kkueng ran to Sejun as soon as he woke up.

Kkueng?

[What is this smell, doy?]

He followed the sweet potato smell to a place that wasn’t the field.

And then,

Kkuhehehe. Kkueng!

[Hehehe. It’s food, doy!]

Kkueng found Fenrir’s secret hiding place.

“Ujajaja.”

“Nyaaang.”

Squawk!

“Ajajaja!”

Sejun woke up, went outside, and stretched. Theo, Black Rabbit, and Ajax followed Sejun and stretched too.

Kkirorong.

Fenrir was still asleep, tired from his early morning.

At that moment,

Kkuhehehe. Kkueng!

[Hehehe. Good morning, Dad, doy!]

Kkueng greeted Sejun with a very energetic voice.

‘Did Kkueng have a good dream?’

Normally, his voice was quieter before breakfast, but today it was strangely loud.

“Wait a moment.”

Sejun went into the kitchen and started making breakfast.

After eating breakfast,

“Ajax, go back. Veronica, go back.”

Sejun sent Ajax and Veronica to work at the White Tower and Purple Tower.

Kkueng!

[Kkueng is going too, doy!]

Squawk!

[See you later, Kkueng!]

Kkueng!

[Okay, doy!]

Kkueng and Black Rabbit also left the farm to meet later where the Ox King was.

As everyone left,

Click.

He took 4 of the 5 Transcendent Black Beans from the Golden Box of Abundance.

Then, he went to the brewery and started brewing alcohol. The dragons were buying a lot of Samyangju, and he was running out.

So, he steamed glutinous rice, cooled it, mixed it with yeast, and put the starter mash into 100 jars.

No. There was one more thing to do today.

“Fermentation.”

[You are using Fermentation Lv. 1.]

[The fermentation speed is slightly increased because of Fermentation Lv. 1.]

[The flavor is slightly better because of Fermentation Lv. 1.]

[The skill of Fermentation Lv. 1 slightly increases.]

Sejun used the Fermentation skill on each of the jars.

A little while later,

“Fermentation.”

[You are using Fermentation Lv. 1.]

[The skill of Fermentation Lv. 1 is maxed out, and the level increases.]

As Sejun used the Fermentation skill on the 100th jar, the level of the Fermentation skill increased to 2.

“Hehehe. Good.”

Nothing had changed because of the level increase, but seeing the 100 jars made him smile.

When the alcohol in those 100 jars is ready, he will have 10,000 bottles of Samyangju. Then the money…

“Should I make some more?”

Sejun, feeling like he could make more money, spoke up,

“Phoo-hoo-hoot! Chairman Park, let’s make more of this special drink, nyaang!”

Theo agreed with Sejun.

“Should we?”

More customers were coming to Yongyong Market these days. So, making more Samyang brew ahead of time seemed like a good idea.

So, while Sejun was busy making the first step for more alcohol for an additional 200 jars,

Creak!

Fenrir, waking up from his nap on the bed, stretched a lot as he woke up.

“Whimper… I’m hungry…”

Driven by hunger, Fenrir went in search of Sejun.

‘He’s working.’

Sejun was busy brewing alcohol in the brewery. The brewery was a cozy, stone room, filled with the sweet, yeasty smell of fermenting grains. Sunlight streamed through a small window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Sejun, humming a little tune, carefully stirred a large wooden tub filled with bubbling liquid, the wooden spoon clanking softly against the side.

Normally, he would have no choice but to ask Sejun for food, but

“Khee hee heet. Whimper! Whimper! Hee hee! I am the considerate master, Fenrir! And I have a secret stash!”

Not anymore.

Thump. Thump.

Fenrir ran towards the secret stash with excited steps. Fenrir ran to his secret stash, hidden in the soft earth beside the tall, grey Creation Stone in Sejun’s yard. The soil was disturbed, little paw prints and loose dirt scattered around the edges – someone had been digging!

However,

“Whimper?!”

‘Who is it?!’

He realized that someone had touched his secret stash. There were signs of digging.

“Whimper?! Whimper! Whimper!”

‘How dare you touch the secret stash of Fenrir, the wolf who hunts the 1st Seat Apostle of Destruction?! 100 hits for every one you steal! I won’t let you off if I catch you!’

Pat pat pat.

Fenrir dug into the secret stash with angry paws, promising to get revenge as he checked how much had been stolen.

“Whimper?”

‘Why is there more?’

But Fenrir was surprised, there was more food in the secret stash than he had put in.

Moreover, there were other snacks that weren’t originally there, such as rice cakes and dried persimmons.

Just then,

“Whimper?!”

‘What is this?!’

Fenrir discovered mugwort rice cakes stamped with Kkuengi’s paw print.

Kkuengi, having discovered Fenrir’s secret stash, had taken out food from his snack pouch and filled it up. That bear was a good fellow.

“Whimper?”

‘But what should I do in this case?’

Wait… I said 100 hits for stealing. But Kkuengi added food. Does that mean *I* owe *him* hits now? No, that doesn’t make sense!

Fenrir, thinking in his simple way.

“Whimper!”

‘No way!’

Fenrir shook his head, recalling Kkuengi’s strong strength after thinking for a moment.

“Whimper.”

‘Let’s just say I’ll save him once later.’

Fenrir decided to save Kkuengi, took out two pieces of dried roasted sweet potato, and covered the secret stash again.

And

Smack. Smack. Smack.

He diligently ate the dried roasted sweet potato and fell asleep again.

***

“Kkirorong. He’s still sleeping. Isn’t he hungry?”

Sejun, having finished the starter mash work in 300 jars, came out of the brewery and looked at Fenrir, who was snoring and sleeping on the ground.

His stomach was full again, as if he had woken up in the middle and eaten something on his own.

Thump.

As Sejun picked up Fenrir and put him in the sling bag,

“Chairman Park, I’m hungry, nyaang!”

Theo, who was clinging to Sejun’s leg, said.

“Alright. Let’s eat.”

Sejun sat on a sunny chair and

Nom.

[You have consumed a piece of Eileen’s Healthier Fist Meat.]

[The effect will be activated when all the food is eaten.]

[99 pieces remaining.]

He ate the meat given by Eileen, sat Theo on his lap, and fed him Churu.

Chomp chomp chomp.

Theo was diligently licking the Churu.

At that moment,

“Peep!”

[Theo-nim!]

Piyot was calling Theo from afar, flying urgently.

Piyot, who was with Yuren to inform Theo when the misfortune-bringing Yuren was in danger.

The fact that Piyot had come meant…

“Nyaang? Could it be that Yuren is in danger, nyaang?”

“Peep!”

[Yes!]

It meant that misfortune had come to Yuren.

And

“Phoo-hoo-hoot. Chairman Park, I’m going to go make some money, nyaang!”

It meant that good fortune had come to Theo. Theo hurriedly followed Piyot down the tower.

As Theo left,

“I should get back to work too.”

Sejun got up from his seat and went to the kitchen to start boiling five-colored beans. The kitchen filled with the rich, earthy smell of boiling beans. Steam clouded the windows as Sejun worked. Soon, rows of dark, square meju blocks hung from the ceiling, tied with green vine leaves, like strange, fragrant decorations.

He was thinking of doing the work he had been putting off. That was making soybean blocks for sauces. Soybean blocks for sauces was essential for making soy sauce, red pepper paste, and soybean paste.

Sejun filled a black pot with five-colored beans and water, and put magic power into the handle to boil the beans over a strong fire.

In the meantime, he made ropes to tie the soybean blocks for sauces with vine leaves.

After boiling the beans for several hours until they were easily crushed even when touched by hand, he took out the beans and drained the water.

When all the water was drained from the beans,

“Pyak!”

[Uncle, I’m here!]

“Kkueng!”

[Daddy, Kkuengi is here!]

Just in time, the kids who could use their strength came. The words ‘just in time’ were a little unclear. Because he had been waiting. Heh heh heh.

“Welcome, kids.”

Sejun gave the black rabbit the role of crushing the beans, and Kkuengi the role of pressing the crushed beans into a square frame to make soybean blocks for sauces.

“Ajax, summon. Veronica, summon.”

In the meantime, he also summoned Ajax and Veronica to help with the work.

Veronica tied the soybean blocks for sauces made by Kkuengi with ropes, and Ajax hung the soybean blocks for sauces tied with ropes on the ceiling of the kitchen.

And

“Fermentation.”

Sejun subtly used his skill on the fixed soybean blocks for sauces to improve the fermentation speed and taste of the soybean blocks for sauces.

Sejun finished making soybean blocks for sauces like that.

“Done. Kids, let’s eat.”

Sejun had dinner with his party. It was another peaceful day for Sejun.

***

15th floor of the Black Tower. The 15th floor of the Black Tower was dark and cold.

“Great. I’ve come up a lot!”

The Black Skeleton Farmer King, who was avoiding monsters or pretending to be dead while climbing the tower to find Sejun.

Now, I only need to go up 84 more floors… Haa…

He sighed.

At that time,

“Give me everything you have.”

Suddenly, five robbers surrounded the Farmer King and took everything he had.

And

“I like the way you look! Join our Crying Skull Gang!”

The robbers, liking his appearance, suggested he join.

“Huh? I don’t want to…”

The Farmer King tried to refuse, but

“You can’t say no!”

The robbers put a knife to the Farmer King’s neck. He really wanted to cry.

“Yes…”

A tear rolled down the Farmer King’s cheek. His dreams of finding Sejun seemed to crumble around him as the cold knife pressed harder against his neck. He had no choice but to join the Crying Skull Gang with a crying face.