Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 621

The Temple of the Creator God was quiet and filled with soft light. Dust motes danced in the sunbeams as Emilia worked.

“We have a lot to do today,” she murmured to herself.

*Whirr!*

Emilia poured the beads, each one a tiny jewel shimmering with rainbow colours, into the glass container. They felt cool and smooth like polished stones. These were leftover bits from making growth potions with the young Creator God’s tears.

Even the Creator God himself didn’t know what these beads were. So, Emilia carefully collected them each day.

“They might be useful one day,” she thought, a hopeful glint in her eyes.

Just then,

Click.

The bead Emilia added stuck to an existing one.

“Huh?!”

Emilia carefully lifted the two joined beads, turning them over in her fingers, examining them closely.

“What’s this?”

There was nothing special about them, except that they clung together as if they had found their match.

The two beads could be separated by force, but when brought close again, they would click together like magnets.

Could it be the same with the others?

Having discovered the secret of the beads, Emilia picked up the container and shook it.

Then,

Click. Click-click!

A chain reaction started. The beads seemed to leap together, drawn to each other as if by magic.

After shaking the container for a while, the sound of beads joining together ceased, as if they had all found their partners. Emilia peered inside.

There were some beads that hadn’t found a match, but several had formed flat, plate-like shapes. The beads only combined in two dimensions.

Emilia picked up one of the plates and examined it.

“Is this… a picture?”

Emilia discovered that something was drawn on the plate.

However, the largest plate was smaller than her palm, and there were holes throughout, making it hard to see what the picture was.

She had no idea how large the picture was or how many pictures there were.

All she could tell was that the picture was painted in dark, muted tones, giving it a rather bleak atmosphere. It felt cold, like looking at a forgotten winter.

The Creator God might know more.

“Creator God, look at this!”

Emilia ran to the Creator God with the container of beads.

And then,

“This is… the memory of that child.”

As soon as the Creator God saw the plate, he recognized that the picture was a memory of destruction.

A scene from a vast memory composed of trillions of pieces, impossible to understand by looking at a single, powerless bead.

It seemed like it was meant to be hidden from some people, but shown to others.

“That child’s favourite thing was puzzles.”

Is it not too late to give up?

The Creator God, thinking of the child he used to do puzzles with, moved the bead-made plates around, trying to arrange them.

But,

“I can’t understand it at all.”

He couldn’t even guess what memory it was.

What on earth happened to you?

A deep sorrow clouded the Creator God’s face as he gazed at the empty spaces, the missing beads like lost pieces of a precious memory. The empty spaces were as distant as the gap between himself and destruction, and held so much.

Meanwhile, far away in the Black Tower…

The Black Tower, 99th floor.

“Alright, you guys, guard the house well.”

*Whirr!*

Kke-aack!

At Sejun’s words, the Poison Honeybees and Mushroom Ants answered energetically, as if telling him to trust them.

Moo!

The Black Minotaurs too.

Sejun double-checked the door, even though he knew it was probably safer here than anywhere else. Sejun thought, *Surely no one in their right mind would be bold enough to try and steal from the 99th floor of the tower,* remembering his mother always telling him to lock up.

Just then,

[The Tower Administrator says in a serious voice that they will keep a close watch as well, so you don’t need to worry.]

Eileen also responded to Sejun’s words.

“Okay. I’ll trust you, Eileen, and be back.”

Sejun said goodbye to Eileen and moved to the waypoint with his companions.

And then,

[You have arrived at the 99th floor of the Silver Tower.]

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Sejun used the waypoint system to travel to the Silver Tower.

“Sejun, welcome!”

Darius, the Giant Silver Monkey and boss of the 99th floor of the Silver Tower, who had been told by Chrisella that Sejun was coming, greeted him warmly.

“Yeah, hello.”

Sejun greeted Darius and

“Then, I’ll be off.”

Moved back to the 82nd floor of the tower.

While inquiring about information to weaken the wind of the Silver Tower yesterday,

[Me! I know something!]

Pose said he knew something.

[You have arrived at the 82nd floor of the Silver Tower.]

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As soon as Sejun arrived at the 82nd floor of the tower,

[Welcome, Sejun!]

One of Pose’s vines, with its massive body, swayed and greeted Sejun. The 82nd floor of the Silver Tower was a green haven. Pose’s thick vines hung heavy with ripe, purple grapes. The air was warm and buzzing with the happy sounds of people picking fruit.

Around him, residents of the Silver Tower were busily picking grapes from Pose’s vines.

Pose was still maintaining Sejun’s policy of giving 3 green grapes for every 1000 picked.

“Yeah, have you been well, Pose?”

[Yes! I was with Sejun and fl—]

“Fl?”

[No! I was miserable without Sejun!]

Pose, who was about to say ‘flame’, quickly changed his words.

“Hehe. It’s not like you had to be miserable.”

Sejun scratched his head, feeling good at Pose’s words, and

“Pfft. President Park, is your head itchy? You need to wash it properly! Where is it?! Vice President Theo will groom President Park’s hair specially!”

Theo hurriedly climbed onto Sejun’s head and began licking his hair.

“Hey! Get off! I washed my hair today!”

“Meow! I can do it well! Trust me, meow!”

Of course, he couldn’t lick much due to Sejun’s refusal.

Pose, having overcome the crisis, said,

[I heard the employees talking, and there’s a storm that suddenly appears and disappears!]

He told Sejun the information he knew.

“A storm?”

[Yes! It’s such a strong storm that it destroys everything around it every time it appears. If you get rid of that storm, wouldn’t it weaken the wind of the Silver Tower?]

Pose’s idea seemed very likely.

Moreover,

Koohehehe. Kueng!

[Hehehe. Pose’s fruit is delicious!]

[Really? Please eat a lot, Kueng!]

On this side, there was Kueng, who used the power of the storm.

Hehe. Storms are nothing to me.

“Then, do I have to wait until the storm appears?”

While Sejun, having figured things out, was wondering how to encounter the storm,

“Hello there! I’m Charlie, a merchant from the Silver Tower!”

A ferret with silver fur approached. Charlie, the ferret, took a deep breath. ‘Right, first impressions are key,’ he thought. He smoothed his silver fur and approached Sejun with a confident air.

To become a full-time employee voluntarily. Charlie, with a very positive mindset.

However,

“Yeah, Charlie, nice to meet you. I’m Park Sejun.”

“It’s not Charlie, it’s 촬리! Don’t stand his name being changed without reason!”

“Haa! Haa! Did you just raise your voice at our great Hybrid President Park?! I can’t forgive you, meow! You were wrong, so come here and get stamped, meow!”

“No… Sejun changed my name…”

“Haa!”

“Yes…”

Stomp.

Thus, Charlie became a full-time employee not voluntarily, as he had planned, but by force.

And then,

“Pfft. Charlie, if you have a lot of money, give me some, meow!”

“It’s not Charlie, it’s 촬리…”

“Haa!”

“Yes…”

He also had to pay tribute.

While Charlie went home to get the money,

“If I do well, I might be able to achieve two great achievements.”

Sejun was thinking about how to achieve the other Silver Tower conditions while waiting for the storm.

I got a great achievement when I had 1 million employees and fed them all…

If I get some employees and feed them well, I’ll get two great achievements quickly.

Sejun looked around at the bustling camp, a happy exhaustion settling in his bones. But even happiness couldn’t hide the mountain of work still to be done. He needed more hands, and fast.

Moreover, this place had many residents eager to join Sejun Company.

A great achievement could be accomplished quickly with more help.

“Vice Chairman Theo, let’s hire some employees,” Sejun said.

“Fuhuhu. Understood, meow! I will now hire Sejun Company employees, meow! Come and get your stamp, meow!” Theo shouted excitedly.

“Huh?! They’re hiring Sejun Company employees?” one resident asked.

“Does that mean we can eat grapes to our heart’s content now?!” another exclaimed.

A ripple of excitement went through the crowd of Silver Tower residents. The smell of roasting grapes, usually so enticing, was forgotten as they surged forward, a hopeful murmur rising as they formed a line in front of Theo.

With a *stamp, stamp* from Theo, they instantly became one-year temporary employees, each new worker adding to Sejun’s growing team.

[You now have 1 employee.]

[>Title: Leader of Workers> increases all stats by 0.01.]

Sejun was thrilled. More workers meant faster progress, stronger stats, and a step closer to his goals – a perfect outcome in every way.

“Everyone, come here and eat. Kkueng-ah, let’s start,” Sejun called out while preparing the food, a wide, genuine smile spreading across his face.

Kkueng!

Kkuengi distributed the food Sejun made to the employees.

Hee hee hee. *Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!*

[Hee hee. Master! Great Blackie will help! Great Blackie knows how to make rice balls! Yap! Yap!]

Blackie, with a determined glint in his eye, began ‘helping’ with the rice balls. He enthusiastically stomped on the cooked rice with his paws, convinced this was the best way to shape them. The result was… less than ideal, a sticky, paw-printed mess.

“Blackie, you can eat that for lunch,” Sejun said.

Squeak···

[It’s not like Great Blackie was trying to make it for himself to eat…]

Blackie ended up eating the rice he had stomped on.

How many hours had passed?

“Theo, I’m here. Here you go,” Charlie/Chwarly said, returning from home with his assets and handing them to Theo.

“Fuhuhu. Charlie, good job, meow! Now go over there and help Chairman Park, meow!” Theo replied.

“Actually,” a small voice piped up, “it’s Chwarly, not Charlie…”

“Haaack!” Theo blinked, then let out a loud, exaggerated cough – “*Haaack!*” – “Right, Chwarly, of course, good job, *Chwarly*!”

“Yes…” Charlie, or rather Chwarly, just nodded silently, accepting his fate.

He helped Sejun distribute food, increasing the speed of the food supply.

“Charlie, thank you for helping,” Sejun said, expressing his gratitude to Chwarly.

“Yes…” Chwarly decided to give up being called Chwarly.

As the next day’s lunch arrived,

[You have achieved the great feat of having 2 million employees.]

One great achievement was accomplished, and after another two days late at night,

[You have achieved the great feat of feeding 2 million people.]

The remaining great achievements were also accomplished.

Thanks to this, Sejun’s >Title: Leader of Workers> and >Title: Saint Who Feeds> effects were doubled as a reward for achieving the great achievements.

Moreover, in the process of achieving the achievements, all stats increased by about 10,000 due to the title effects.

A wave of exhaustion washed over Sejun, so intense it felt almost sweet. His muscles ached, his eyelids felt heavy, but a deep satisfaction settled in his chest. He had done it. They had done it.

“Everyone, let’s rest for a bit,” Sejun said.

As Sejun lay down flat,

“Fuhuhu.”

Kkuhehehe.

Hee hee hee.

The group members came up to Sejun’s body one by one, and Chwarly, after observing, cautiously curled up and lay down next to Sejun.

It was too much trouble to wash and make a sleeping place.

Kuh-err.

Goro-rong.

Kkuro-rong.

Kkiro-rong.

Chwaro-rong.

As everyone, exhausted from fatigue, fell into a deep sleep and began to snore, the air had been still and heavy all day, the silence broken only by snores. But now, a faint tremor ran through the air, a whisper of wind that promised something more. Pose’s voice, sharp with urgency, cut through the quiet…

[Sejun, wake up! A storm has appeared!]

Pose hurriedly woke Sejun up.

The storm they had been waiting for had finally appeared.

“Umm… a storm?! Then we have to catch it. Let’s go! Kkueng-ah!” Sejun quickly rubbed his eyes to clear away the sleepiness.

Grab.

He grabbed Kkuengi’s sides with both hands, lifted him up, and started running towards the storm.

Kkueeeeng. Kkueng!

Kkuengi, held in Sejun’s hands, yawned widely and then roared towards the storm, holding the Thunder Clap Rod.

Then,

“Huh?! Hey! Why are you running away!”

Kkueng!

[It’s coming this way!]

The storm slowly backed away, avoiding Kkuengi.

“Stop, meow! I want to catch it quickly and go back to sleep, meow!” Theo said.

[Baaat! Stop! Our Sejun needs to sleep!] Baaat added.

Theo and Baaat, who had woken up a little earlier, also joined in, surrounding the storm to prevent it from escaping. Theo used the effect of >Title: Controller of the Wind>, and Baaat simply created headwinds to check the storm’s movements.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

[You’re keeping Great Blackie from sleeping! Master! Chase it quickly! Great Blackie will headbutt it!] Blackie, disturbed from his sleep, also barked in anger.

The storm, surrounded by Sejun’s angry companions, gradually decreased in size due to their encirclement.

[The ruthless tyrant who imprisoned the free spirits of the wind, Wind Lord Storm Windron]

Like the Poison Necroma with the will of the Purple Tower, it turned into a small silver bead. It was trying to escape by making itself small.

But,

Hoo.

-No!!!

Glug.

There was Kkuengi, who sucked up everything.

Kkuengi swallowed Windron whole.

Kkueng!

[You are now free!]

Burp.

He burped and released the spirits of the wind that had been trapped by Windron.

[Advanced Herbalist Park Kkuengi has defeated the ruthless tyrant who imprisoned the free spirits of the wind, Wind Lord Storm Windron.]

[Advanced Herbalist Park Kkuengi has acquired 130 billion experience points, which is 50% of the experience acquired.]

At the same time, a message appeared in front of Sejun.

[You have acquired the magic sword Stormbringer, which was sleeping inside Wind Lord Storm Windron.]

A message also appeared in front of Kkuengi, and Kkuengi obtained a magic sword.

Stormbringer was very docile, unlike its name as a magic sword.

“Oh. Kkueng-ah, what’s that?” Sejun asked, looking at Kkuengi holding a cool sword.

Kkueng! Kkueng!

[Kkuengi got it after swallowing Windron! Dad uses this!]

“Hehehe. I’ll use it well,” Sejun said, receiving the magic sword Stormbringer from Kkuengi with a delighted expression.

However, as Sejun grabbed it, Stormbringer emitted a murderous aura and resisted fiercely, unlike when Kkuengi held it.

Oh, you think I’m easy to deal with, huh?!

“Blackie, discipline this one,” Sejun asked Blackie to give the magic sword some mental education.

Hee hee hee. Squeak! Squeak!

[Hee hee. Master! Leave it to Great Blackie! Great Blackie will educate it!]

Thud.

Blackie headbutted the hilt of the magic sword.

Squeak… Squeak…

[Master, sorry… I didn’t discipline it much, but it disappeared…]

Blackie’s enthusiasm was so overwhelming that the ego of the magic sword Stormbringer disappeared, and it became an ordinary sword.

Sejun stared at the empty space where the magic sword had been, then slowly turned to Blackie, who was wagging his tail innocently. A shiver ran down Sejun’s spine. ‘Blackie,’ he said slowly, ‘you… you are much stronger than you look, aren’t you?’ Blackie just barked happily, oblivious to the slight fear in Sejun’s voice.