Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 463

Golden Tower Administrator Zone.

Artemis ate a piece of fluffy rolled omelet and immediately took a sip of Samyang wine, sighing happily, “Good.”

The Samyang wine was perfect with the food. It cleaned away the grease and made the egg taste even better.

‘Next, I should have a drink with spicy stir-fried squid,’ Artemis thought.

Artemis, enjoying the delicious food, tried a combination of spicy stir-fried squid and Samyang wine.

“Good! This is even better.”

As the strong spice of the stir-fried squid spread in her mouth, the sweetness of the Samyang wine calmed the heat, creating a wonderful flavor.

‘That Sejun,’ Artemis thought, ‘he dealt with the Apostle of Destruction and even knows how to make such wine and snacks. He’s quite useful.’

Artemis was in high spirits with the delicious wine and snacks. She liked Sejun even more.

‘Later, I should arrange a meeting to give him a gift and ask him to make some snacks for me too.’

Just as she decided to reward Sejun for defeating Dilia, the Apostle of Destruction, and ask him for snacks, Cecilia, a tower farmer of the Golden Tower, called out to her through the Golden Dragon statue.

“Great Golden Dragon! Please save us!”

“What is it?” Artemis asked.

Artemis quickly focused her attention on the Golden Dragon statue.

“Huh?! It’s Sejun! This is my chance!”

Having found Sejun, Artemis decided to immediately put her earlier decision into action.

Golden Tower, 99th floor.

The Golden Dragon statue rumbled, its voice echoing in Sejun’s ears, “Park Sejun, thank you for defeating the Apostle of Destruction. This is my reward.”

The Golden Dragon statue opened its mouth and presented golden scales and dragon teeth as gifts.

“Heh heh heh. Thank you,” Sejun said, not at all surprised, and readily accepted the scales and teeth.

‘What is going on?’ Cecilia thought, realizing the situation was very serious.

Artemis, who was usually prickly and violent, was giving Sejun a huge amount of her scales and teeth, treating him like a grandson.

‘Could it be that I’ve touched Artemis’s grandson?’ Cecilia wondered. ‘We’re doomed!’

Just as Cecilia was falling into despair, the Golden Dragon statue rumbled again.

“Ah. Are Kaiser and the others there too?”

The Golden Dragon statue replied, “Yes. Park Sejun, they are enjoying the Samyang wine you made together.”

“Then, aren’t you short on snacks? Should I make some more for you?” Sejun asked.

Artemis cleared her throat, trying to sound less eager. “Really? Snacks too? Well… ahem, if it’s no trouble, then yes, I suppose I wouldn’t mind a few more snacks.”

“Then, I’ll move to a place without lightning first and then make the snacks,” Sejun said.

“Hmm. In that case… Cecilia, guide Park Sejun to the village. And provide everything Park Sejun needs,” Artemis instructed.

“Yes?! Yes! I will!” Cecilia replied.

‘Thank goodness. He was the one who grew those magic cherry tomatoes,’ she thought.

Come to think of it, Artemis’s grandson’s name was Hocus Yul.

Through their conversation, Cecilia realized that Sejun was not a great dragon but a tower farmer from the Black Tower who grew the magic cherry tomatoes she had obtained at the harvest festival. Relieved, she answered.

I thought we’d have something in common since we’re both tower farmers, but…

“Heh heh heh. What a pity I told on you? Artemis is closer to me, you know?” Theo teased.

Cecilia didn’t reply.

No, they were completely different.

“Puhu! Our great Chairman Park is very close to the Dragon Gods, nya!” Theo continued.

“Heh heh. My dragon vein is quite amazing,” Sejun joked.

“Puhu! As expected, Chairman Park is great, nya!”

Sejun and Theo teased and laughed like villains behind Cecilia, who was guiding them to the village.

Kkueng?!

[The elves told on Daddy?! I’ll punish them!] Kkueng, who didn’t know anything and belatedly realized that Sejun had fallen into a trap, summoned the lightning rod floating in the sky and raged.

“Kkueng, calm down. Daddy has solved everything,” Sejun said.

“Puhu! That’s right, nya! The great Chairman Park has solved everything, nya!” Theo added.

Kkueng? Kkueng…

[Is that so? That’s too bad…] At Sejun and Theo’s words, Kkueng looked disappointed and sent the lightning rod back into the sky.

A moment later, Cecilia announced, “This is Neril Village, where we live.”

Cecilia guided Sejun into a huge cave filled with soft, green light from glowing mushrooms. The air was warm and smelled of damp earth and growing plants. Rows of cherry tomato plants, rice paddies, and wheat fields stretched across the cave floor.

“First, guide me to a wide open space,” Sejun requested.

“Yes,” Cecilia replied.

Sejun was guided to an empty piece of land.

“Earth Moving!” Sejun shouted.

After creating a cooking area using Milo’s hoe, he opened the subspace warehouse to take out the ingredients for making snacks.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak?

[Listen up, everyone! The butler thinks you are Apostles of Destruction driven out by the great Blackie, so you must not do bad things in the future! Got it?] Blackie warned Umdori, Kkomi, and Kkabi in the subspace warehouse.

“Yes!” they replied.

Squeak!

[Good! Now, tell me how each of you will help the butler in the future!] He made his subordinates think of ways to help Sejun.

This was to prevent himself from being kicked out even if Sejun later found out that he was the wolf Fenrir, the first seat of the Apostle of Destruction, who hunts gods.

“I am thinking of making a stone pot for Sejun!” Umdori offered.

[Hee hee. Umdori, that’s a good idea! The butler will like it!] Blackie praised.

Screech!

[I will make clothes to protect Sejun with my spiderwebs!] Kkomi declared.

[Hee hee. Kkomi, excellent! The weak butler needs strong clothes!] Blackie said.

Shalala!

[I will help by deliciously rotting the food Sejun makes!] Kkabi announced.

[Hee hee. Kkabi, that’s a good idea too! You are all excellent! Continue to think of things that will be helpful to the butler!] Blackie encouraged.

As the subordinates’ reports ended, Blackie started taking out roasted sweet potato snacks stored in the warehouse without Sejun’s permission and eating them. ‘I’m hungry from talking so much,’ he thought.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

“Um… Great Blackie, didn’t you say we shouldn’t do bad things?” Umdori asked.

[Hee hee. The great Blackie is allowed to do bad things! Because the great Blackie was not driven out!] Blackie answered proudly.

“Ah! As expected of the great Blackie!” the subordinates exclaimed.

But then, Sejun’s voice cut through the air.

“Blackie, who told you to take out the roasted sweet potato snacks without permission?!”

Squeak!

*Thump-thump, thump-thump.* Kkamangi’s heart raced. He quickly grabbed a dried sweet potato and ran! But then he heard Sejun’s voice, “Kkueng-ah, catch Kkamangi.”

*Kkueng!* [Yes, Master!] Kkuengi used his magic power to stop Kkamangi from running.

“Kkamangi, you need to be a good example for the young ones you helped. How can you cause trouble now? Is that right? Is it good?”

Kkamangi whimpered and hung his head low. [It’s not good…] Being held in Sejun’s hands while the other creatures watched made him feel very small and ashamed.

Sejun sighed, putting Kkamangi down gently. “Okay, okay. Let’s forget about that for now. Artemis asked for snacks.”

He went to get the Egg Fruits, some fresh squid, and other things to make a rolled omelet, stir-fried squid, and other treats. He started cooking, and soon the kitchen smelled wonderful. After an hour, he smiled. “Here are the snacks.”

When Sejun sent the snacks to Artemis, a chorus of voices rose up. “Wow! What’s that amazing smell?”

“It smells so delicious!”

“What is it?”

The young elves, drawn by the wonderful, sweet and savory smell drifting from the kitchen, came closer. *Slurp, slurp.* They licked their lips, eyes wide.

Sejun chuckled. “Hey kids, want some?” He held out a plate of the rolled omelet he had made extra for lunch.

The young elves peeked shyly from behind the kitchen door. “Can we… can we really eat it?” they whispered, hesitating to come in, their eyes darting around nervously.

“Yes! It’s even better if you dip it in this.” Sejun offered them a bowl of his homemade ketchup.

*Gulp.* The young elves swallowed hard and tiptoed into the kitchen.

*Plop.* Each of them carefully took a piece of the rolled omelet, which was cut into ten perfect squares.

“Uh oh… what about me?” one whispered.

“Maybe we can share?” another suggested.

There were more than ten children, so ten pieces weren’t enough. But Sejun just smiled. “Don’t worry! There’s plenty more.” He had made a huge amount of rolled omelet, enough for everyone.

Each child dipped their piece in the red ketchup and took a bite. The sweet and slightly sour ketchup mixed with the soft, fluffy omelet.

“Wow!” one elf exclaimed, eyes wide. “It’s so, so delicious!”

“Hehe,” Sejun chuckled, pleased they liked it. “Try this too!” While the young elves happily ate, Sejun made a few more dishes and joined them for lunch.

Later, as they were talking, Sejun asked, “Wait, you didn’t eat the squid. Oh?! You can’t eat seafood or meat?”

One of the elves explained, “No, we can’t. It makes us feel sick and weak.” Sejun realized then that the elves were vegetarians. He found it interesting that they happily ate the Egg Fruits and the tree sausages he had given them – things that *looked* like meat, but were actually plant-based.

Suddenly, as they were enjoying lunch, *rattle rattle*. A shimmering, golden doorway opened in the air, and the Golden Cart rolled out, stopping right in front of Theo. *Clunk.* [Starting the settlement.] The cart door opened, and numbers flashed on the screen as the money was counted.

[Earned 205.0141 billion Top Coins by selling all items!] It was an amazing amount of money, much, much more than they had ever made before. This was all thanks to upgrading the Golden Cart’s storage five times using 30 Lightning Spirit Stones.

While Dilia fought, Bbyot and poor Yuren were busy collecting lightning-struck trees and lightning stones. *Krak-o-oom!* Lightning crashed down.

“Kkuik!” Yuren yelped as he got zapped again. But he kept going, and then he noticed something amazing – one of the lightning stones in his hand was glowing and changing! It was becoming a Lightning Spirit Stone.

“Yuren, just keep holding the trees and stones,” Sejun instructed. “Don’t do anything else.” Sejun thought that if lightning could turn stones into Spirit Stones, maybe it could also improve the trees.

“Can I eat while I’m doing this?” Yuren asked, rubbing his arm.

“Of course,” Sejun said, handing him a special pouch that protected food from lightning. *Krak-o-oom!* “Kkuik!” Yuren bravely continued to get struck by lightning, and by the end, he had created 30 Lightning Spirit Stones and 3 amazing Lightning Spirit Trees.

The Lightning Spirit Trees, now changed from the lightning-struck trees, were full of strong lightning power, just like the Lightning Spirit Stones. But Sejun learned they weren’t the right thing to upgrade the Golden Cart. “Maybe I can sell these later,” he thought.

Suddenly, words appeared on the Golden Cart door: [The automatic cart has wandered 10 times! New upgrade available!] [Upgrade the cart twice using 3 Lightning Spirit Trees to sell more kinds of food!] [Upgrade now?]

*Dishes?* Sejun thought. “Yes, please!” He put one Lightning Spirit Tree into the cart. *Bzzzt.* The tree vanished in a flash of lightning.

[Cart upgraded! Now selling three kinds of dishes!] [Enter recipes for automatic cooking.] The Golden Cart could now cook and sell food all by itself!

“Enter recipes?” Sejun wondered. *How does this work?* He touched the cart door, thinking about his favorite hotcake recipe. [Loading recipes from Cooking Level 9…] Suddenly, a list of all the recipes he knew appeared on the door.

“Perfect!” He quickly chose the hotcake, rolled omelet, and cherry tomato juice recipes – the ones the young elves loved. He filled the cart with all the ingredients needed to make these dishes.

Just then, a shy voice spoke. “Um… excuse me… could we… could we maybe buy some food too?” One of the adult elves, who had been watching from a distance, finally spoke, looking a little nervous.

“Puhuhu! Elves, welcome, welcome!” Theo boomed, rubbing his hands together. *Rattle rattle.* He eagerly pulled the Golden Cart right outside the kitchen.

“Puhuhu! Just put your money here, and delicious food will come out! And if you don’t have money… come see me! We have a special stamp card! Three free meals a day for hard workers!” Theo explained with a wide, too-bright smile, already planning how to get the elves to work for him.

10th Tower Administrator Zone. *Swish.* Patrick, the Earth God and administrator of the 10th Tower, stepped back into his office. “Finally, I’m home.” He looked around, then his face hardened. “HAMER! Get in here, *now*.” He was furious.

He had just heard from Fire about why she didn’t trust the gods – and it was a terrible insult to their name! He needed to speak to Hamer, the God of Agriculture and his sub-administrator, immediately.