Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 553

Sejun found himself in a white space, feeling empty and quiet, like a blank page.

“Alright. Come at me.”

Amur Lengiz, with an emotionless face, beckoned Sejun with a flick of his finger.

Creak.

Amur was unarmed, but Sejun didn’t let his guard down. He drew his sword and used Magic Swordsmanship, infusing it with magic.

Oom.

The sword hummed, and a transparent aura formed on the blade.

“Here I come!” Sejun charged at Amur, swinging his sword powerfully.

Whoosh.

The wind blew fiercely along Sejun’s sword path. It was a clean strike, the swordsmanship he learned from being beaten by Bbo-Sabu…

Wham!

“Kraaah!”

But Amur’s solid fist struck back.

“Ugh.”

Sejun shook his face, distorted with pain, and looked up, only to hear,

“Again.”

Amur moved his finger in the same way. Seeing Amur like that, Sejun felt angry, so he rushed in, determined to fight to the death.

“Haap!” Wham!

“Iyop!” Wham!

“Die-!” Thwack! Thwack!

Sejun got beaten to a pulp.

“Again,” Amur said, his face still blank, and flicked his finger. But inside his mind, Amur was surprised. *How could this person be so bad at fighting?* he thought. Amur had expected Sejun to be just a simple farmer, so he had only made a weak copy of himself. But Sejun’s fighting was even worse than he imagined. *At this rate, I can’t even pretend to lose to him!* Amur felt a headache coming on. Just as Amur was wondering what to do, Sejun suddenly shouted, “I’m not doing it! This is stupid! I’m just getting hurt for no reason.”

Amur was shocked. This was not going as planned at all.

“What?!”

“I’m not taking the test.”

“Are you saying you won’t accept the special reward?!”

“Yes. I’m just going to leave.”

Sejun, having been severely beaten, was sulking.

What’s with this guy?

The order he received was to test Sejun’s qualifications and give him a special reward.

But he’s saying he won’t take the test?

I have to give him the reward somehow.

“Ahem. I’ll go easy, so come at me.”

“I don’t want to.”

“The rules say I must give you a chance. Let’s try a different way.”

“If you could have, you should have gone easy from the start.”

“That’s… I’m sorry. I’ll change the test method instead.”

Amur Lengiz was trying to get Sejun to receive the reward somehow.

“You’re changing the test?”

“That’s right. If you watch the Holy War of Destruction with the Creator’s Team to the end, I’ll consider you to have passed the test.”

He decided to change the test to studying history.

A test that you pass just by watching.

“I’ll do it! Watching a movie? That sounds much better than getting punched!”

Sejun smiled brightly and agreed. The battle between the Creator’s Team and Destruction unfolded before Sejun.

At almost 10,000 times the speed. A speed possible because it was in Sejun’s mind.

The first battle was between the nine of Destruction, excluding the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Seats of Destruction, and 50 of Creation.

Boom! Thud!

“Oh.”

Sejun watched the spectacular battle with great interest, as if watching a movie. The screen filled with light and explosions. Thousands of figures clashed, gods and monsters fighting in a war that shook the heavens.

As the battle continued, the number of Creation decreased, and the number of Destruction they faced also decreased.

As the battle continued for about 5 hours,

Blank…

Sejun began to get bored. No matter how spectacular the battle, it was just boring after a long time.

As the battle continued for 10 hours,

Zzzzzz.

Sejun realized that he could sleep even inside his mind.

In the middle, the fearsome Blackie appeared, fighting against the Creator’s Team, but thanks to Sejun sleeping, Blackie was able to keep his identity a secret.

“Ahem. I need to speed things up a bit.”

While Sejun was sleeping, Amur increased the speed to 300,000 times.

He felt that if Sejun watched this 3,000-year-long battle, he might quit again in the middle.

After dozens of hours passed like that,

“It’s over. Wake up.”

Amur woke up Sejun, who was dozing off while watching the battle.

“Umm. Is it over?!”

“Yes. You have passed the test, so now the reward is yours.”

Amur Lengiz’s thought projection disappeared with a relieved voice, completing his mission, and Sejun returned to reality.

It was the third day since Sejun lost consciousness.

“Nya! The face of the great Hybrid Park CEO is withering away, nya!” Theo diligently massaged Sejun’s face with his front paws.

While Theo was diligently massaging Sejun’s face,

“Kkyut kkyut kkyut.” Iona was curled up on Theo’s tail, taking a pleasant nap.

[Hehet.] Fire Flower was busily moving around, drawing something invisible on Sejun’s hands, legs, and head with her leaves.

[Hehehe. Daddy needs to cheer up, so he needs to eat something! One for Daddy, one for Kkueng!] Kkueng was putting food in Sejun’s mouth so he wouldn’t be hungry.

[Hehet. Butler! Are we still not there yet?! Let’s play soon!] Blackie was pulling on Sejun’s clothes, whining.

Bat Bat was sleeping now, but during the night when the others were asleep, he would protect Sejun alone, singing songs to cheer him on.

Sejun’s eyes fluttered open. Soft paws were gently pressing his face. He smelled the sweet scent of Fire Flower and heard Iona purring softly nearby. The room felt warm and cozy.

“Umm…” Sejun woke up.

“Puhuhut. The great Hybrid Park CEO, you’re awake, nya?!”

[Hehet. Sejun, you’re awake?]

Kkueng?!

[Daddy, are you okay?!]

Kkihihit. Kking!

[Hehet. Butler! Let’s play!]

“Kkyut kkyut kkyut. Sejun, are you feeling alright?” The group asked about Sejun’s well-being in their own ways.

[You have passed the test given by Amur Lengiz’s thought projection.]

[All stats increase by 100.]

[Mental Strength increases by 100.]

I get things like this for passing the test.

“Hehehe. I’m fine.”

Sejun smiled and answered the group after checking the messages.

“But how long have I been asleep?” Sejun asked, looking at Theo massaging his face. His body felt too refreshed for just a short nap.

“You’ve been asleep for 3 days, nya!”

“3 days?!”

“That’s right, nya!”

I really slept for a long time.

“Then shall we go get the reward?” Sejun got up and went inside the mansion.

Then

“A painting?”

A painting stood in the center of the mansion’s lobby.

“Wait, is that… us?”

It was a painting of Sejun and his companions.

Theo was clinging to Sejun’s knee, laughing, while Iona, with her tail wrapped around him, laughed along.

Kkuengyi was hanging onto Sejun’s side, giggling, and the Blackie family were munching on dried sweet potato snacks from the sling bag, all smiles.

Spark, perched on Sejun’s straw hat, stretched and basked in the sun.

Where’s our Batbat?

Sejun examined the painting closely and spotted Batbat, hiding on his thigh.

It was a splendid painting that captured the adorable essence of the group.

Except for one thing.

“But why didn’t they draw my face properly?”

Sejun noticed that, unlike the others, his face lacked eyes, a nose, and a mouth.

This painting was special. It was made by Amur Lang, and it was supposed to show people who finished his test. But Sejun didn’t finish the test, so his face wasn’t complete.

Is it because I said I wouldn’t take the test?

“Wow. How petty.”

Sejun’s smile faded a little. He looked at the painting again. It was wonderful, but seeing his face blank made him feel… left out. “It’s like they didn’t think I was important enough to draw properly,” he thought quietly.

[Sejun, I’ll scold Amur Lang for you later!]

Hee hee hee! Squeak!

[Hehe! Butler! I’ll give Amur a piece of my mind when I see him!]

Spark and Blackie comforted Sejun.

“Alright. Thanks, you guys.”

I appreciate the thought.

Sejun thought Spark and Blackie were just trying to cheer him up, knowing how hopeless they were in a fight.

But…

They didn’t draw our Sejun properly?! I won’t let Amur get away with this!!!

Just you wait, Amur! How dare you not draw our butler’s face?! Even if he’s ugly, you should have drawn it!

For Spark and Blackie, this painting was more than just a picture. It was a picture of their family, their precious Sejun, and Amur had made it imperfect. This was a terrible insult in their eyes.

Thus, Amur earned the ire of Spark and Blackie, the two strongest contenders in the Sejun family.

He’ll pay for this, nyaa!

Yes! We’ll teach him a lesson, kkyu!

Of course, Theo and Kkuengyi were also plotting their revenge.

And…

“What’s this?”

Why is it suddenly so cold?

Amur suddenly felt a chill down his spine and broke out in goosebumps.

Clutch.

As Sejun, comforted by Spark and Blackie, grabbed the painting…

[You have received Amur Lang’s arrangement.]

[You have acquired a Portal Scroll.]

A message appeared.

Amur Lang, thinking Sejun might be helpful in the battle against the Land of Demise, had left an arrangement that would allow him to come to the Temple of the Creator God.

“A Portal Scroll?”

“Kkyut kkyut kkyut. A Portal Scroll probably creates a portal to a specific location!”

Iona answered Sejun’s question.

“Really?”

Sejun looked at the back of the painting and saw a magic circle intricately drawn there.

The front was a painting, and the back was a scroll with a magic circle.

Sejun checked the Portal Scroll’s options.

[Portal Scroll]

A scroll with a portal spell inscribed by Amur Lang, the second apostle of the Creator God.

The back of the scroll depicts those who are permitted to enter the portal.

Once opened, the portal remains open for 24 hours.

Connected Portal Coordinates: Temple of the Creator God

Usage Restriction: Black Tower Top Farmer Park Sejun with 50,000 or more magic power

Creator: Amur Lang, the second apostle of the Creator God

Rank: ★★★★★

“A portal to the Temple of the Creator God, huh….”

The rank is incredibly high?

The Portal Scroll itself wasn’t of a high rank, but the Temple of the Creator God was a place that only those who were permitted could enter, so the rank greatly increased to 5 stars.

If I go, can I meet the Creator God who ran away?

“But, um….”

I only have about 12,000 magic power.

And that’s a stat achieved by borrowing various authorities, talents, titles, and the stats of other Top Farmers.

“There’s no Black Tower Top Farmer Park Sejun in this world with 50,000 magic power.”

Sejun grumbled and carefully pocketed the Portal Scroll.

Even if he couldn’t use the Portal Scroll, its value as a painting of his companions was more than enough.

“Let’s go.”

“Puhu! I understand, nyaa!”

[Hehet! Yes!]

Kkueng!

Squeak!

“Kkyut kkyut kkyut. Yes.”

Sejun, having secured Amur Lang’s arrangement, left the mansion with his companions. They walked for a while, and soon the mansion disappeared behind them, leaving them in a snowy field.

“Wow. It’s snow!” Sejun stopped, looking up. Big, soft snowflakes were falling from the grey sky, landing on his face and melting quickly. The world was becoming quiet and white around them.

Grumble.

“Ah. I’m hungry.”

He cooked the quickest thing he could: ramen. He was starving after fasting for three days.

Kkuengyi had been putting food in his mouth, but he couldn’t chew properly, so he hadn’t eaten much.

A short while later…

“Kuh. Wow! This is amazing!” Sejun exclaimed, his voice echoing in the snowy quiet. He took a big spoonful of the hot ramen broth. The steam warmed his face in the cold air. *Slurp.* He started to eat the ramen quickly. The salty, spicy taste was perfect for the freezing weather. Breathing out white puffs of air with each bite, Sejun thought, “This ramen… it’s the best!”

*Kkuhehehe. Kkueng!*

[Hehehe. Dad is drinking coffee, kkyu!]

And then, Kkuengyi brought him a cup of hot coffee. The rich smell filled the air.

“Kuh. My son really *is* the best!” Sejun said, smiling and stroking Kkuengyi’s head as he took a sip of the coffee.

“Hehe. I’m happy.”

But I feel like I’m forgetting something?

As Sejun was enjoying his slightly uneasy happiness…

-Sejun, what’s going on?!

-Son-in-law, promises are important!

“Mr. Park, you said you’d cook for Aileen every day?!”

“Euaaah! Brother-in-law, why did you lie?! Come back quickly!”

The family at his wife’s home on the 99th floor of the tower were in danger.

[The Tower’s Administrator says to try the new dish he made this time.]

It was because Aileen had started cooking again after Sejun had collapsed for three days.

Just then…

[The Tower’s Administrator shouts not to touch the food.]

[The Tower’s Administrator says that Sejun has woken up, so this food is for our Sejun.]

Fortunately, Aileen discovered that Sejun had woken up, and they were freed from Aileen’s food.

-Sejun, thank you!

-We won’t forget our son-in-law’s sacrifice!

“Mr. Park, thank you!”

“Brother-in-law, you’re the best!”

The family at his wife’s home expressed their gratitude to Sejun.

And…

[The Tower’s Administrator says he made food, so hurry up and try it.]

“Huh?!”

Sejun realized what he had forgotten.

Sejun looked at the food and tried to smile. “This… looks… really… delicious,” he said, his voice sounding a bit strained.

He put Aileen’s food in his mouth…

Gulp. Gulp.

…and washed the food down his throat with a drink.

[Hehet. Sejun, hang in there!]

Spark, shaking its leaves beside him, cheered Sejun on as night deepened.

And…

There are only 5 days left to spend with Sejun…

Spark, regretting the quickly passing vacation, resolved to make even more memories with Sejun.

But…

[But the more I think about it, the more it pisses me off! Sejun collapsed and we lost three days of vacation!]

Spark couldn’t forgive Amur no matter how much it thought about it. As the snow fell and night came, Sejun knew he had a lot to think about – the portal scroll, the angry Spark, and definitely, Aileen’s cooking.