Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 540

It’s only natural for a subordinate to offer food, nyaa!

Since he was already managing the grape farm, Sejun was immediately recognized as the owner of the land deed.

While checking the message, he said,

Hey! Don’t lick!

Sejun hurriedly pulled the cutlassfish off his shoe.

Chwee! Chwee!

Please let me lick! I want to lick the shoes of the great Hybrid, Sejun!

The cutlassfish wriggled in Sejun’s hand.

Clang.

Chairman Park, I missed you, nyaa!

Chairman Park, your face is all squished! Did you bump into something again, nyaa?

Theo came out of the subspace warehouse and rushed towards Sejun’s face. He must not have liked the slight distortion of his face from bumping into the cutlassfish a moment ago.

Press. Press.

As Theo started massaging him,

Chwee! Chwee!

Theo! I missed you! It’s me, Cutlassfish!

Pu-hu-hut. I know, nyaa! The great Hybrid Chairman Park, already looking for Cutlassfish, amazing, nyaa!

Chwee! Chwee!

That’s right! Sejun found me right away!

Now everything will be okay!

The cutlassfish, having met both Sejun and Theo, was overjoyed. Because he had met Theo, who would prove his words, and Sejun.

The cutlassfish felt like everything was resolved.

Kkueng!

Cutlassfish, nice to see you!

Kee-hee-hee. Kking! Kking?

Hee hee. Cutlassfish, nice to see you! Wanna play with me?

Following them, Kkuengi and the Blackie Family also came out of the subspace warehouse, and then

Hello, Sejun.

Philip, Sejun’s first cat, greets you.

Shybal 18 and Philip approached Sejun and greeted him.

Yeah. How have you been?

Sejun asked how they were doing and then,

Move the land.

He erected an achievement monument.

This was why he came to the 4th floor of the tower: to create Lea’s achievement monument and deploy believers.

Shybal 18, manage Lea’s achievement monument from now on.

Yes! Leave it to me!

Okay. Then I’ll be going.

Sejun greeted them right away because he had another place to go and then,

Okay, guys, go in.

He sent his companions back into the subspace warehouse.

Swish.

He disappeared using the land deed for the 2nd floor of the Black Tower. Sejun was planning to secure the farm on the 2nd floor while he was down there.

You have arrived on the 2nd floor of the Black Tower.

You have moved from the top floor, the 99th floor of the tower, to the 2nd floor of the tower.

You have descended 97 floors.

Due to the effects of the title: Retrogressor and the title: One Who Reached the Summit of the Seven Towers, all stats increase by 679.

Due to the effect of the title: One Who Reached the Summit of the Seven Towers, you become invincible for 3 seconds.

Messages appeared as he arrived on the 2nd floor of the tower.

The title: One Who Reached the Summit of the Seven Towers was obtained by Sejun while registering the 99th-floor waypoints of the Purple Tower and the Brown Tower in the process of finding ingredients for making Nine-Attribute Infused Liquor.

Thanks to that, the effect of the Retrogressor increased from 5 times to 7 times, and the invincible state increased from 1 second to 3 seconds.

There probably isn’t anything here, right?

Sejun looked around with a relaxed expression. The 2nd floor of the tower was no longer a major threat to Sejun.

Sejun looked around the 2nd floor. It was a desolate place. Grey dust covered everything, like a thick blanket. The ground was cracked and dry, and the air hung heavy and still. Not a single green plant or tree could be seen anywhere. It was a wasteland, forgotten and empty.

At that moment,

Clang.

Chairman Park, I missed you, nyaa!

Chwee!

Sejun, I will show you my loyalty this time!

Theo and the cutlassfish, following behind him, threw themselves towards Sejun.

Press. Press.

Lick. Lick.

Theo massaging Sejun’s face and the cutlassfish licking Sejun’s shoes.

Hey! We just saw each other!

Sejun hurriedly pulled them away and said,

It hasn’t been a short time, nyaa! It’s already been 1 minute since we last saw each other, nyaa!

Chwee! Chwee!

That’s right! So please let me lick your shoes willingly!

Theo and the cutlassfish confidently shouted, putting their two front paws on their hips. The two were perfectly in sync.

At that moment,

A quest has occurred.

Quest: Rebuild the Farm.

Farm Reconstruction Rate (0%)

Reward: Recognition as the rightful owner of the farm on the 2nd floor of the Black Tower

A quest to rebuild the farm appeared.

Rebuild?

Should I just plant crops?

Sejun took out and planted sturdy Broadsword Green Onion seeds in the ground. He thought he would need a lot of green onions to stop the Locusts in Hamkke in the future.

After planting about 10,000 green onion seeds,

How much is the reconstruction rate with this much?

It must be almost done, right?

Sejun checked the reconstruction rate.

Farm Reconstruction Rate (0.001%)

Sejun stared at the number. ‘0.001%?’ he thought, his eyes wide. ‘For ten thousand seeds?!’ He felt a little bit hopeless.

Do I have to plant green onions on the entire floor to make the reconstruction rate 100%?!

Sejun’s thought was correct. Michael turned the entire floor into an experience farm, so the entire floor became one farm.

Hoo. I can’t do this alone.

I can do it if I try, but it will take too long.

Sejun decided to register the waypoint on the 2nd floor of the tower first and bring the spare manpower from the 4th floor of the tower.

It’s cumbersome to go from the waypoint to the farm, but

You have arrived on the 4th floor of the tower.

Vice Chairman Theo, go and give this.

Theo’s ears perked up. Going to the 4th floor? Okay, nyaa! I’m fast!

Pu-hu-hut. I understand, nyaa!···I’m back, nyaa!

It wasn’t too cumbersome because Theo could go and come back in an instant with Nyang-bo.

Sejun, who delivered the instructions and a bag of green onion seeds to the 4th floor of the tower.

Then let’s go to the 1st floor of the tower.

Sejun finally moved to the 1st floor of the tower, which was his original goal.

Seed Shop Headquarters.

Fonts, a small, round creature with bright eyes, bounced up and down as he chanted, ‘Milk. Yap! Milk. Yop! Milk. Yep!’

Fonts, the god of the spring, was diligently making milk while adding strange interjections. The amount was enormous.

Fonts was sending milk to milk springs all over. Imagine springs of pure white milk bubbling up from the ground, smelling sweet and fresh!

Sejun appointed Fonts as Lesia’s proxy guardian to manage his milk spring so that it would not dry up, but

Muttapark said to manage the milk spring so that it wouldn’t dry up!

Fonts misunderstood and was managing all the milk springs. Thanks to that, some worlds that were struggling with food shortages were able to solve their hunger to some extent thanks to the milk springs.

Okay. The milk spring is good enough now. You need water for the crops? This is my specialty! Spring creation!

Once the milk was made to some extent, Fonts began to carry out Lesia’s quest this time. When he completed the quest, he made milk again with the divine power he obtained as a reward.

Little gods gathered around Mr. Pontz, their eyes wide.

“Here, you kids, take this. Drink your milk.”

“Okay. Thanks!” one of the little gods said. “Wow, milk! Thanks! I’ll enjoy it.”

Another child god exclaimed, “Mr. Pontz, I’m going to drink it all up! Maybe I’ll grow even taller!”

The remaining divine power was shared with the other non-combat gods along with the milk.

Things were getting better for the Seed Shop today. Just as things were starting to feel calm…

“Muttakbak! Muttakbak! Muttakbak!”

Suddenly, a loud chant echoed through the headquarters.

This meant Muttakbak had done something again.

“Muttakbak!”

“Muttakbak!”

“Muttakbak!”

Pontz and the other non-combat gods followed the chant and gathered in the central plaza of the Seed Shop Headquarters.

“Muttakbak!!!”

Rhea, the Goddess of Abundance, threw her head back and chanted, her voice ringing through the plaza like a joyful bell. Her eyes shone with happiness. She hadn’t felt this much joy in a long time.

It was because of a message that had appeared a little while ago.

Black Tower Top Farmer Park Sejun has built a second temple for you.

Rhea felt a warm feeling inside. She felt stronger and more powerful.

Black Tower Top Farmer Park Sejun has placed Saint Ludwig Schrueen Argon Walter XVIII as the Arch-Bishop level follower of the second temple for you.

Rhea felt even stronger. Her power was growing quickly.

Arch-Bishop level follower Saint Ludwig Schrueen Argon Walter XVIII has begun teaching the Black Skeletons about Rhea.

Black Skeleton No. 1283 is impressed by the Doctrine of Abundance.

Black Skeleton No. 1283 has become a lowest-rank follower.

Rhea felt a little stronger.

Black Skeleton No. 571 is impressed by the Doctrine of Abundance.

Schrueen XVIII had a temple. Because of this, he could teach other creatures about Rhea and make them followers of her.

A religious order that believed in Rhea, the Goddess of Abundance, was being re-established.

“Non-combat gods!” Rhea announced. “Muttakbak built a second temple and placed an Archbishop in the temple for us!!!”

“Wow! An Archbishop?!” one of the gods exclaimed.

“This is no time for that! Let’s all shout! Muttakbak!” Rhea cried.

“Muttakbak!”

“Muttakbak!”

“Muttakbak!”

The non-combat gods shouted ‘Muttakbak’ in unison to Rhea’s testimony. Just then, a shout like thunder crashed through the plaza, silencing the gods.

“Quiet down-!!!”

It was Battler, the God of Combat, furious after being rejected by Theo. Battler’s face was red with anger. He had been trying to get Theo’s attention for days, and always failed.

The non-combat gods weren’t what they used to be, but they knew better than to argue with an executive of the Combat Shop Headquarters.

“Muttakbak…” they whispered.

“Muttakbak…”

The non-combat gods chanted the slogan in voices that were barely audible. They entrusted their revenge to Sejun.

“Good. It’s quiet now. So, where were we?” Battler asked, looking at Hunt, the God of Hunting, whose eyes were bruised black like a panda’s.

“I said we can’t fail this time because we’re going to use Churu,” Hunt replied.

“Churu? What’s that?” Battler asked.

“This is it. No cat can resist this.” Hunt held out a tube of sticky food. A strong, fishy smell filled the air, making some gods wrinkle their noses.

“Ugh! It stinks! Get it away from me!” Battler frowned and clenched his fist.

“Yes!” Hunt hurriedly put the Churu back in.

“So, that Churu thing works on Theo too?” Battler asked.

“Of course. It’s 100% effective. I’ll help from the side this time too.” Hunt’s pride as the God of Hunting and his life were on the line, so he joined the operation to win over Theo.

You have arrived on the 1st floor of the Black Tower.

Clang.

“Chairman Park, I missed you, meow!”

As soon as he arrived on the first floor, Theo and Galchi rushed out of the subspace warehouse towards Sejun’s face and shoes.

Thwack.

He couldn’t avoid the face, but he avoided Galchi’s rush towards his shoes.

“Huh?”

What’s this fishy smell?

As Sejun turned his head towards the source of the smell, he saw Kkuengi diligently eating Churu.

Next to Kkuengi, Kkamangi, who had gotten a bite, was licking the Churu around his mouth.

“Where did that Churu come from?” Sejun asked.

“Puhuhu. Battler gave it to me, meow!” Theo replied.

“Why does he keep giving you food?” Sejun asked.

“Puhuhu. It’s natural for a subordinate to offer food, meow!” Theo said.

“Is that so?” Sejun had asked Battler the reason after Battler had gifted Theo blood-rich grilled tuna, which cats love.

He heard that Battler had been stamped in Theo’s mental world.

“Puhuhu. That’s right, meow!” Theo confirmed.

“But the smell is too strong. Kids, let’s brush our teeth.” Sejun said.

He could wash the outside with the Cleanliness Maintenance skill, but he had to brush the inside of his mouth directly because the skill didn’t reach there.

Kkueng!

Okay!

At Sejun’s words, Kkuengi took out his toothbrush from his snack pouch.

Squeak! Squeak!

No! Toothpaste tastes bad!

Kkamangi ran away.

“It’s sweet potato flavored toothpaste?” Sejun called out.

Squeak?! Keeheeheet. Squeak!

Really?! Hehe. Then I’ll do it!

Kkamangi came running right away at Sejun’s words.

“Okay. Aah.” Sejun said.

Squeak!

Sweet potato flavor!

Sweet potato flavor!

Kkamangi showed his teeth happily, full of anticipation.

As Sejun put in the toothbrush and rubbed, the sweetness filled his mouth. It was the perfect sweet potato flavor.

To perfectly recreate the real sweet potato flavor, is the butler a genius?

Suddenly the taste became strange. No. It returned to the original toothpaste flavor.

Sejun pretended to brush with a little dried sweet potato on the toothbrush, but then switched to real toothpaste.

Squeak!

No!

Kkamangi, belatedly realizing he had been tricked, escaped from Sejun’s hand. No. Sejun let him go.

“Hehe. It’s already over. Rinse your mouth with water.” Sejun said.

Because he had already finished brushing.

It was Kkamangi, who was easily deceived again today.

The great Kkamangi was deceived?!

When Kkamangi was upset, a golden hamster carrying luggage was annoyed at Kkamangi. Even though there was no obstruction to passing by at all.

Like slapping someone who wants to cry.

Squeak! Squeak!

This body is the great Kkamangi! Don’t mess with me!

Thud.

Kkamangi headbutted the hamster.