Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 397

Aileen giggled, watching the numbers climb higher and higher. “Hee hee hee,” she chuckled. “This is so much fun!”

Black Tower Administrator Zone

Contribution Scores – Black Tower, 4th Floor

1st Place – Park Se-joon (Almost 20 Million!) – *Far ahead of everyone else!*

2nd Place – Han Tae-joon (3,312)

Aileen clapped her hands, her eyes glued to the crystal ball showing Se-joon’s score. “Khee hee hee! Go on, little fire lizards! You can do it!” She bounced on her toes, cheering for the creatures battling fiercely on the 4th floor.

“Khee hee hee! Just ten million more points!” Aileen thought excitedly. “Then I can get that special power to make Se-joon even stronger!” She knew she could buy many things with money, but this particular power, the one she really wanted, could only be bought with these hard-earned contribution points.

Aileen’s eyes widened as the number next to Se-joon’s name jumped up by one. “Yes!” she whispered. *Se-joon is really working hard as the tower farmer,* she thought proudly.

“Khee hee hee. It’s going up nicely.”

As Aileen was watching Se-joon’s contribution points rise and amusing herself,

Suddenly, with a rush of wind and flapping wings, several dragons landed in the administrator zone. Big parent dragons and small hatchlings filled the space.

“Aileen, where are you?!”

“Aileen, Hocus is here!”

“Sylvia’s here too!”

The hatchlings called for Aileen as soon as they arrived at the Black Tower, running every which way.

“Ah. I was having fun….”

Aileen put down the crystal ball and greeted her guests.

“Welcome, everyone!”

“Aileen! Were you just here by yourself? We came to play!”

“Huh?!”

Aileen was taken aback by the hatchlings’ eagerness to play with her, their eyes shining.

No. I’m not bored. Watching our Se-joon’s contribution points rise is so much fun.

“I, Hocus, will make sure Yul isn’t bored!”

“What are you talking about?! Sylvia is going to have fun playing with Aileen!”

“No way! I’m going to play with her!”

The hatchlings, oblivious to Aileen’s thoughts, argued amongst themselves about who would play with the youngest.

‘How can I make sure everyone has fun without fighting?’

Meanwhile, Aileen pondered how they could all play together. Playing with only one hatchling would make the others sulk.

And if the hatchlings sulked at Aileen, they wouldn’t visit the Black Tower, which would mean a drop in Se-joon’s crop sales.

That couldn’t happen!

Once sales went up, they couldn’t be allowed to fall. Never!

They needed a game they could all play together.

Ah! That would do it!

“Everyone, let’s play hide-and-seek!”

Aileen said to the hatchlings, who were still arguing.

“Hide-and-seek?”

“What’s that?”

“I’ve never heard of it before?”

The hatchlings showed interest in the game they had never heard of.

“Hide-and-seek is….”

Aileen explained the rules of hide-and-seek.

Aileen knew about hide-and-seek because Se-joon had taught it to everyone in the tower a while ago. She smiled, remembering how funny he was when he tried to hide.

“So, you just hide without using magic?”

“Yes, Hacun.”

“Oh! That sounds fun!”

“Then Garlic will be the seeker!”

Fortunately, the hatchlings seemed interested in hide-and-seek.

“Then hide quickly! I’m counting! One, two….”

As Garlic covered his eyes and began to count,

“Aileen, hide with me!”

“Hacun, you’re too big. You’ll get caught if we go together. So come with me.”

The hatchlings began to fight over who would go with Aileen.

Just then,

“Heh heh heh. Sylvia is the smallest here! So Aileen is going to hide with Sylvia! Let’s go, Aileen!”

Sylvia grabbed Aileen’s hand and ran.

And so, Aileen ended up hiding with Sylvia.

“Aileen, trust me!”

“Okay.”

She followed Sylvia, who seemed confident.

But Sylvia, who had never played hide-and-seek before, was unlikely to hide well,

“Sylvia, were you just about to go over there? That’s a really good idea!”

Aileen subtly told Sylvia where to hide.

“Really?! Well, Sylvia is the oldest! Heh heh heh.”

Sylvia, pleased with Aileen’s words, was able to hide in a decent spot, just as Aileen had intended.

After playing hide-and-seek a few times, the hatchlings got hungry.

“Let’s get something to eat.”

“Let’s do that.”

The hatchlings wanted some snacks,

“Aileen, can you give us some rice cakes and honey?”

“Give us some dried sweet potatoes.”

“We want grilled corn….”

The parents began to buy snacks from Aileen.

Play was play, and business was business. Aileen was thorough when it came to separating work and personal matters.

‘Khee hee hee. This is good too.’

Aileen, who had gone from being the youngest to a seller again, smiled as she sold Se-joon’s food.

But the parent dragons were also very satisfied with the current situation. The hatchlings were playing among themselves, so they could rest comfortably.

One of the parent dragons sighed happily. “It’s so peaceful here while they play. Maybe we should come to the Black Tower more often.”

Another parent dragon nodded. “That’s a great idea! We could meet here regularly. What do you think, everyone?”

“Let’s play hide-and-seek!”

The hatchlings started playing again after eating their snacks.

“This time, Aileen is the seeker, so hide quickly, everyone!”

“One, two, three….”

Aileen’s face, as she closed her eyes and counted, was now filled with genuine joy.

“Phoo-hoo-hoo! Chairman Park is clever, as expected!”

Theo quickly grabbed the contracts and began looking for the skeletons’ thumb bones. They needed to use the thumb bones as stamps to make the contracts official.

“Guys, let’s help too,” Sejun said.

Sejun and the others joined in, searching through the piles of bones for thumb bones and stamping the contracts.

Several hours passed.

“Oh, my back!” Sejun groaned, stretching his arms high above his head. He’d been hunched over the bone piles for hours, stamping contracts.

“Nyaang,” Theo purred, arching his back like a cat.

“Kkueeeeng!” Kkuengi barked happily.

“Kkyuuuwoot.”

“Ppiyoot.”

“Ha ha ha!”

The group stretched, mirroring Sejun’s movements.

“This is harder than collecting treasures,” Sejun said, looking at the sorted piles of bones.

Finding and stamping all the thumb bones was hard work because there were so many skeletons. Many bones still needed to be checked.

Just then,

“Korrureureuk.”

The sound came from Kkuengi’s stomach. It was dinner time.

Since they couldn’t finish the work today, the remaining tasks would have to wait until tomorrow.

“Let’s eat first. Theo, catch some fish,” Sejun instructed.

“Understood, nyaang!”

Theo hunted fish in the moat, and Sejun cleaned and grilled them, filling the air with a delicious smell.

“Chairman Park’s grilled fish is delicious, as always, nyaang!”

“Kkueng!”

“[Delicious!]”

“‘More! I want more!'”

While they ate, the discarded fish bones began to pile up.

Suddenly,

Adduk. Adduk.

A strange sound came from the pile of fish bones.

“Huh?”

“What is it, nyaang?”

“Kkueng?”

Sejun got up and looked at the bone pile.

“A skeleton?”

A skeleton skull was chewing on the fish bones with gusto.

“Nyaang? That’s the skeleton who wouldn’t tell us where his friends were, nyaang!” Theo exclaimed, recognizing him.

“Really?”

Sejun realized they hadn’t found that skeleton’s thumb bone yet.

“You like these?” Sejun asked, clearing away the surrounding fish bones.

“Ah…” The skeleton looked genuinely disappointed, as if it would do anything for the fish bones.

“Heh heh heh. I have a lot of these,” Sejun said, pulling out the fish bones he had stored in his magic space for making broth.

The skeleton made a motion like it was swallowing, as if it could actually taste the fish bones.

“If you stamp this contract, I’ll give you one fish bone every day. How about it? Move your thumb bone if you agree.”

Suddenly,

Clatter. Clatter.

The sound of thumb bones moving came from everywhere. It wasn’t just the one skeleton who wanted the fish bones.

Because Sejun offered fish bones, the skeletons’ maintenance cost rose to one fish bone a day, but Sejun didn’t mind at all. Fish bones were easy to get.

“Chairman Park is a genius, as always, nyaang!”

“Hey. It’s nothing much…” Sejun said, trying to look humble, but inside, he was grinning from ear to ear. *Maybe I really am a genius!* he thought, puffing out his chest a little.

A short while later, he had found all the moving thumb bones and stamped the contracts.

“Phoo-hoo-hoo. Chairman Park, Agnes says there are many slaves on the 96th floor of the tower, nyaang!” Theo reported. Agnes was the leader of the skeleton wizards.

“The 96th floor of the tower?”

“Kkyuk kkyuk kkyuk. The 96th floor is ruled by Regius, the Lord of Bones, who is called the holiest of the holy among the sacred bones!” Iona added.

“Really? But we’re stronger, right?” Sejun asked Iona, a little worried by the impressive title.

“Kkyuk kkyuk kkyuk. Of course! We’re strong enough on our own! Should we call the Ox King and the Black Minotaurs if you’re worried?”

“Should we?” Sejun asked anxiously, immediately nodding.

“Then shall I contact the Ox King right away?”

“No. We have to go to the 68th floor of the tower first, so contact him later.”

“Kkyuk kkyuk kkyuk. Yes!”

After finishing the conversation with Iona, Sejun played with Theo, Kkuengi, and Fenrir before falling asleep.

The 99th floor of the Golden Tower.

[The third competition of the Harvest Festival, the cherry tomato juice drinking contest, will begin shortly.]

[Participants who wish to participate in the competition should gather in front of the High Elves’ giant cherry tomato altar.]

“Huh?!”

“Not alcohol, but juice?” The elves who had been expecting alcohol were flustered.

“No way!” Cecilia felt the same way.

“Wow!” The young elves who could participate cheered.

“Ugh… I’m full…” Cecilia came in last again.

Still, the ‘magical cherry tomato juice with honey’ was really delicious.

Cecilia smiled, remembering the taste of the juice.

However,

“But… the reward will be something even more delicious, right? I’m really jealous.”

Thinking about the reward, she quickly became sad.

“Oh! It’s the reward!”

The winners received their rewards.

“Terrible Cherry Tomato Goblin Whiskey?”

It was an S-class alcohol that Oric had made by taking Sejun’s cherry tomatoes to the Brown Tower and mixing them with terrible goblin whiskey.

Oric received great recognition from the Red Goblin tribe, but it was a misfortune for the elves.

“Let’s drink it first. The name sounds bad, but the taste will be good!”

“Yeah.”

The winners who drank the alcohol vomited everything they had eaten and fainted.

“Phew. Thank goodness,” Cecilia said, grateful she hadn’t won.

It is said that the winners who woke up later were shocked and horrified, and shuddered at the mere mention of the word ‘goblin’ for months.

The next morning,

“You guys go to the 4th floor of the tower, nyaang!” Theo instructed.

“Yes!”

The skeleton wizards, carrying bundles of fish bones inside their rib cages, left for the 4th floor.

“Guys, go into the warehouse,” Sejun said, putting his party into his magic space.

Chwareureuk.

[The summoning function for imprinting the first owner of the Black Tower 68th floor farm land deed is activated.]

He disappeared, unfolding the land deed for the 68th floor of the tower.