Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 513

My name is Amur Lengji. I was once a great warrior, ruling the world of Meo, a land of powerful magic.

Then, a message appeared in my mind: “[Amur Lengji is hereby appointed as the fifteenth Apostle of Creation.]”

This happened 2000 years ago, when a powerful force we called “the System” chose me to be a guardian against destruction, an Apostle of Creation.

Now, I am the second oldest Apostle. But back then, I was the youngest, the newest one. The “baby,” as my senior Apostles liked to joke.

“Thanks. My name is Mac. Thanks to you, I’m no longer the baby. Welcome, newbie.”

“What?! Newbie?! My name is the great warrior Amur… Ack!”

“If I say you’re the newbie, you’re the newbie.”

My seniors were so strong that they considered me, who had once ruled a world, as just a beginner.

Amur, along with his senior Apostles of Creation, crossed beyond the yet-to-be-opened Black Moon to carry out the sacred mission of preventing the forces of destruction from overflowing.

It was a solitary battle that no one acknowledged, but someone had to do.

Armed with a sacred mission and a heart for each other, the Apostles of Creation continued their battle against the terrible destruction.

After fighting for 1000 years, five of the Apostles of Creation honorably fell in battle, reducing their number to ten.

Amur became the tenth Apostle of Creation.

After another 500 years, the ten became seven, and then after another 500 years, they became fewer.

The power of destruction grew stronger, while their forces gradually diminished.

Then one day.

“Cough… Damn it. I’m going before the newbie… Amur, now you’re the second Apostle of Creation.”

“Mac!”

Mac, the senior and friend who always called him ‘newbie’ and never said his name, finally spoke his name one last time after having his lower body devoured by Jormungandr, a terrible monster.

“You snake! I’m not going alone!”

He split the snake’s head open, wore a satisfied smile, and fell into eternal slumber.

And I can never win against destruction.

Amur, the great warrior, had his spirit broken after 1800 years of continuing the sacred battle.

After Mac’s death and the crushing weight of endless battle broke my spirit, my memories became hazy.

When he came to his senses, he was on the 89th floor of the Tower.

He thought it was for the best. He was tired of fighting. He wanted to rest.

So, he deliberately ignored his surroundings and lived day by day inside his home.

Amur became bored with his boring life and started making things here and there…

When the servants of the house showed interest, he gave them out one by one, and those items spread throughout the Tower, and before he knew it, Amur became famous without even realizing it.

As Amur’s reputation rose, the status of those who came to visit him also gradually increased, and even if he stayed still at home, Amur naturally learned high-level information about the Tower.

Of course, the information was only gloomy news that the Tower’s situation was getting worse and worse, just like Amur’s broken heart.

About 200 years after it became a daily routine to hear how bad the Tower had become through the information brought by guests,

“Amur, have you heard? This time, locusts have invaded the 67th floor of the Tower, which is ruled by the Lizard Kingdom.”

The guest brought the worst information, even worse than usual.

I guess it’s been 100 years since they came last time.

He felt that if the dragon didn’t intervene this time, the Tower wouldn’t have much time left before its destruction.

But…

“The Great Black Dragon is repelling the locusts with a sturdy scallion blade that he cultivated.”

A few days later, the information brought by another guest greatly deviated from Amur’s expectations.

“What?! The dragon is growing *scallions*?”

“Scallions. Scallions as sharp as blades…”

What is this nonsense?

It was unbelievable that a dragon was growing scallions, but he was catching locusts with scallions?!

Amur couldn’t understand.

But

“The locusts are said to be destroyed completely!”

He destroyed completely the locusts without the dragon’s direct intervention?!

“There were many cases of merchants going extinct in the merchant passage, but it turned out to be a fragment sent by the Apostle of Destruction! If it hadn’t been for Theo Park, the subordinate of the Great Black Dragon…”

The Great Black Dragon employs cat people as subordinates?! And the cat people are dealing with the Apostle of Destruction’s fragments?!

Since then, the information that guests brought to Amur was full of things that Amur couldn’t understand.

But what was certain was that the Tower’s situation had changed, unlike Amur’s broken heart.

The Tower was no longer falling to the bottom. It wasn’t gloomy.

And

“The Red Ribbon Kingdom, which was destroyed by the locusts, is holding a founding ceremony this time.”

“There was a party on the 99th floor of the Tower this time, and there was a lot of really delicious food.”

Since then, the information that guests brought has continued to be hopeful and bright.

The atmosphere of the Tower was completely reversed. The Tower, which had been tilting, was taking off. No. The word ‘takeoff’ was not enough.

Ascension!

And

“This is all thanks to the Great Black Dragon, Park Sejun.”

“The Great Black Dragon, Park Sejun…”

Park Sejun, who ascended the Black Tower, who are you?

Along with curiosity about Sejun, the starting point of this huge change, a flame of motivation began to burn little by little in Amur’s broken heart.

He wouldn’t be a dragon.

Black Dragons have the surname ‘Fritani’. They don’t use names like that.

Or is it a dragon’s game with a changed name? But then he wouldn’t use the word ‘Great Black Dragon’…

While Amur was listening to the information brought by guests in his house and growing his curiosity about Sejun,

“Amur, these are the crops that Sejun grew.”

Mimir, a merchant who wanted to look good to Amur, presented Sejun’s crops as a gift a while ago,

Grower: Black Tower Top Farmer Park Sejun (Human from Earth)

Top Farmer?!

Not a dragon, but from Earth?!

Amur, who could see more information from crops than others as an Apostle of Creation, learned that Sejun was a very ordinary being.

A Top Farmer who is nothing can change the Tower this much?!

At the same time, he thought of Emila Iveners, the first Apostle of Creation, who always tended the flower beds when she wasn’t fighting.

A senior who just smiled when asked why she grew such things. A senior who had fought 1000 years longer than them, but never gave up.

She was fighting.

Amur thought that fighting might not be the only sacred mission.

His face was severely hot, whether it was because of the shame of his broken heart or because of the flames burning brightly in front of him.

“···It’s time to go back.”

When Amur was preparing to return to his post as the second Apostle of Creation, Amur Lengji, not the designer Amur Lengji,

“I should receive the last guest before I leave.”

A powerful magical power felt from afar.

“The Great Destruction Magician Iona will be here soon. Send her to me when she comes.”

He had a servant tell the guard his words and waited.

“Squeak squeak squeak.”

A small, pure white hamster was seen approaching the mansion, humming happily through the window.

An already completed being.

But Quite complete. What is the soul with her?

Amur saw shortcomings.

I should give her some gifts. If I’m lucky, she might become the newbie.

Amur prepared some gifts while looking at Iona.

Amur didn’t know that the newbie had already arrived. The strongest newbie that all the Apostles of Creation couldn’t beat.

As Sejun reached the White Tower, a cheerful voice called out, “Sejun, brother!” Ajax, who had been waiting excitedly at the entrance for Sejun, ran towards him quickly. Knowing Ajax was strong, Sejun quickly used some magic spells to protect himself from a hard impact. But even with magic, when Ajax crashed into him – “Oof!” – Sejun felt a jolt. It was always surprising with Sejun, the ‘Sunfish’ as some called him, because he was unexpectedly tough. Suddenly, words appeared in Sejun’s mind: *[Critical Hit Received. Invincible. No Damage Taken.]* Luckily, because of his invincibility, he was fine again. Sejun was strong and had many skills, so he wouldn’t have really died from a hug, but still, Ajax’s hugs were something else! So, Sejun stood firm and accepted Ajax’s enthusiastic hug.

But then, a strange feeling washed over Sejun. *Gooo…* It wasn’t just the hug. Now, Ajax’s powerful energy, his aura, started to surround Sejun. It felt like a wave of heat and pressure.

“Ajax, how have you been?” Sejun asked, trying to sound normal.

“Good, brother!” Ajax replied happily. Surprisingly, Sejun felt okay. Ajax’s aura wasn’t bothering him much.

Sejun was strong now. His power had grown a lot, and all the skills and special abilities he had learned helped him handle Ajax’s aura.

“Hello, Ajax-nyang!” Sejun greeted. But really, the biggest reason Ajax’s aura wasn’t a problem was Theo. The little cat, Theo, popped out from Sejun’s bag – it was like a special storage space. Theo quickly jumped onto Sejun’s knee and started to soak up Ajax’s aura like a sponge, making happy little noises.

*Kkueng!* [It’s been a while!] Kkuengi, another small creature who was with Theo, also came out and wagged its tail at Ajax. Sejun’s other pets, who he called the ‘Blackie family’ – they were small and dark like little shadows – stayed inside the bag. Sejun was worried Ajax’s strong aura might hurt them.

“Hey Super Sunfish,” Sejun said to his pets inside the bag, “Wait here and eat this.” He gave them pieces of dried sweet potato. He did this so they wouldn’t make a big mess in the bag, like they had done before.

A few minutes passed. *Chomp, chomp, chomp.* Blackie was happily munching on the dried sweet potato. *Wait a minute… Super Sunfish?* Blackie thought. *That sounds… not nice!* The name Sejun had called them didn’t feel right. *‘It’s that butler’s fault! He must have made Sejun say that!’* Blackie decided. *Hehe, I’ll show them all the power of the great Blackie!* *Kking!* [Let’s play, everyone!] Blackie, who really wanted to run and play, now had a perfect excuse!

While Blackie was starting to cause chaos in the bag, Sejun said to Ajax, “Ajax, eat these.” Sejun gave Ajax a huge stack of hotcakes – there were maybe a thousand!

“Wow! Brother! Thank you!” Ajax exclaimed, grabbing three hotcakes and eating them right away.

“Hehe, so yummy!” Ajax said, his face beaming. He wagged his tail happily.

“Ajax, let’s sit down to eat,” Sejun said, spreading out a small, green mat on the ground.

“Here, drink this too.”

“Okay, brother!” Ajax took the chocolate milk and drank it quickly, ready to really enjoy the hotcakes. Usually, Ajax would eat by himself, but living with Sejun had changed him.

“Brother! Kkuengi! Let’s eat together!” he said.

“Theo doesn’t eat hotcakes, right?” Sejun asked.

“That’s right, -nyang! I am Theo, the Hybrid Vice President! I only eat fancy grilled fish and special cat treats made by Chairman Park, -nyang!” Theo declared proudly.

“Okay,” Sejun chuckled. *Everyone has their own favorite food,* he thought.

As they all enjoyed the hotcakes together, Sejun said, “Ajax, we’re going to the 67th floor of the tower later.” He explained why they were at the White Tower.

“The 67th floor? Are you going to find the sun?” Ajax asked, eyes wide.

“Yes,” Sejun replied.

“Oh! That sounds amazing!” Ajax’s eyes lit up with excitement.

“Are you coming too, Ajax?” Sejun asked gently.

“Of course! If you go, brother, I have to go too! I’m part of ‘we,’ right?” Ajax’s voice became louder, and he looked worried. *Brother is being mean! He’s not taking me!* Ajax thought, and tears started to form in his eyes.

“Of course, I want to take you, Ajax,” Sejun said softly, stroking Ajax’s head. “But the people living on the 67th floor… they’ll get hurt. Your aura is too strong, they can’t even breathe properly when you’re around.”

“Then… should I ask Grandpa to make the people on the 67th floor leave?” Ajax asked seriously, encouraged by Sejun’s touch. He really wanted to go with Sejun.

“No, Ajax. How would you feel if someone told you to leave your home?” Sejun asked.

“Hmm… I’d be very angry! I’d blast them with my breath right away!” Ajax thought for a moment, then puffed out his chest, showing how he would use his powerful breath attack.

“But what if your breath didn’t work?” Sejun asked.

“Uh oh… Then would I have to leave?” Ajax’s face fell.

“That’s right. How would you feel if you had to leave?”

“Sad,” Ajax mumbled, looking at his field of white cherry tomatoes nearby. “I worked so hard to grow these…”

“Exactly,” Sejun said. “The people on the 67th floor would feel the same. And they can’t even fight back like you, Ajax.”

“Okay… I won’t go then,” Ajax said quietly, sounding sad. He understood, but he was still disappointed.

“But,” Sejun continued, “I’ll come back here after we find the sun. And then, we’ll have a big meat party, just you and me.”

“Really?!” Ajax’s face instantly brightened up. So, Sejun made sure the people on the 67th floor were safe, and Ajax was happy again. But he knew he might not have enough meat for a ‘meat party’ now!

“Then we should go now,” Sejun said.

“Okay, brother! Hehe, I’ll get ready for the meat party!” Ajax replied cheerfully.

“Good.” Sejun smiled. He put Theo and Kkuengi back into his bag. *Whoosh!* And then, in a swirl of light, Sejun vanished, holding a special map – a ‘land deed’ – that would take him to the 67th floor of the White Tower. Inside the bag, Theo panicked.

“Oh no! I disobeyed Chairman Park, -nyang! I have to clean up fast! Chairman Park will be angry, -nyang!” *Kkueng! Kkueng!* [Blackie, clean up quickly! Before Dad opens the bag!] Theo and Kkuengi, along with the Blackie family who had made the mess, started cleaning up as fast as they could. *Hehe, it’s so good to have brother around!* Blackie thought happily. *It’s great to have brothers who help clean up even when I make mistakes!*