Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 646

Sejun held the portal scroll tightly in his hand. He took a deep breath, a little nervous about what would happen.

BOOM!

Suddenly, a loud BOOM shook the ground beneath his feet. Dust puffed up around him as an arched doorway made of white marble shimmered into existence.

He reached out and slowly pulled the door handle.

Creak.

With a creak, the heavy door opened smoothly. It revealed a shimmering blue space, like looking into a deep, clear ocean.

Sejun hesitated. *Is it really safe to go in there?* he thought, his heart beating a little faster. But the blue light seemed to call to him, feeling strangely peaceful.

Step.

Taking a small, careful step, Sejun entered the blue space. He was usually timid, but something about this place made him feel brave. He stepped inside without worry.

As his body touched the blue space,

[You have entered the portal connected to the Temple of the Creator God.]

A message appeared.

Step. Step.

As he took two more steps, the world before him turned white.

Step.

When he took the fourth step, he saw the interior of a brilliantly shining building. A completely different space. It was the Temple of the Creator God.

Uh…

Sejun took a fifth step to enter the temple.

And then,

Huh?

Sejun finally noticed the three people standing in front of the portal.

One was a blonde woman, one was a blue-haired man, and the last one was…

As Sejun tried to see the last figure,

[The Orb of Deceit warns of imminent death.]

Scary red letters appeared before Sejun. They looked even more ominous in contrast to the blue space from before.

But,

Huh?!

…Thud.

Sejun had already left the portal and stepped into the temple.

I’m doomed!

“……”

He felt a wave of blue energy so powerful it felt like being crushed by the ocean. It filled his senses, making it hard to breathe, and then he lost consciousness.

The Temple of the Creator God.

Whirr.

As the portal began to open,

“Sejun is finally coming!”

The Creator God and the Creator’s Apostles, Emila and Amur, stood eagerly in front of the portal to greet Sejun.

Amur was especially excited.

*Today, I can finally discipline that rotten youngest one.*

Amur was thinking of disciplining the youngest.

He hadn’t heard from the Creator God who the third Apostle of Creation was, but he had heard that they were with Sejun.

However,

*I am Amur, the 12th Apostle of Destruction.*

Whose discipline would be enforced was all too clear.

At that moment,

Step. Step.

“He’s coming!”

Footsteps echoed from beyond the portal.

And then,

Plop.

Sejun, Theo, Iona, Kkuenge, and Batbat, who were coming through the portal, fainted. The power was too much for their minds.

They had suffered a mental overload.

“Oh?! Sejun!”

A mistake!

It was a huge mistake by the Creator God, who had forgotten his own presence in his joy at Sejun’s arrival.

Squeak?!

The Blackie family was fine.

This was partly because the Apostles of Creation had a blessing that allowed them to withstand the Creator God’s energy, and partly because the Apostles of Destruction could easily withstand the Creator God’s energy.

They weren’t the 12 Apostles of Destruction for nothing.

At that moment,

Swoosh.

Theo, who had fainted, quietly got up and dragged Sejun, Iona, and Batbat out of the portal.

When an emergency occurred, the giant Chairman Park No. 2 moved Theo’s body instead of the fainted Theo.

Swoosh.

At the same time, Kkuenge also got up.

But instead of going out of the portal, Kkuenge toddled up to the Creator God and,

Thwack.

“Ugh!”

Kicked the Creator God in the shin with a grumpy expression.

On top of that,

“Hey, Creator God, get a grip!”

Kkuenge even spoke informally.

“…?!”

“Huh?!”

Emila and Amur were taken aback as they watched.

Hee hee hee. Squeak! Squeak!

[Hee hee. Kkuenge hyung, the Creator God knocked the butler out! Beat him up more!]

The Beast of the End is awake! You’re all in big trouble now!

Blackie cheered on Kkuenge, no, the Beast of the End, telling him about the Creator God’s mistakes.

That’s right. The being that had awakened was not Kkuenge, but the Beast of the End. The Beast of the End had woken up, enraged by the Creator God’s absurd mistake.

“Sorry…”

The Creator God quickly apologized, unable to even make eye contact with the Beast of the End.

The Beast of the End was a being that erased the world. It was of a higher level than the Creator God, and naturally stronger. Overwhelmingly so.

“How could the Creator God make such a ridiculous mistake?”

While the Beast of the End was scolding the Creator God in the form of the cute Kkuenge,

Squeak?!

[Why didn’t you guys come to greet me?!]

“That’s right! Do you know who this is?!”

Squawk!

Shimmer!

Blackie and his subordinates also began to scold the two Apostles of Creation.

“Are… are you the Apostle of Creation?”

Amur asked in a flustered voice. He couldn’t help but use polite language because of the Beast of the End currently scolding the Creator God.

Squeak! Squeak!

[That’s right! The great Blackie is specially serving as the third Apostle of Creation!]

*That little runt is so arrogant…*

Amur felt angry towards Blackie, who was acting up, relying only on the strength of his companions while his own power was weak.

“Of course. Please take care of me in the future.”

So, he lowered his body to make eye contact with Blackie and subtly touched Blackie’s body, connecting to his mental world.

*I’ll fix your bad habits!*

It was to scold Blackie in the mental world without the Beast of the End noticing.

However, Amur should have thought about it.

Why the Beast of the End was shaking its head while looking at Amur and then scolding the Creator God again.

Clearly, Blackie was the only third Apostle of Creation, so why weren’t the others fainting.

Why did Blackie and his subordinates remind him of the former Apostles of Destruction.

If he had…

Thud. Thud.

“Grrrr. He’s using tricks.”

He wouldn’t have had to meet the Blackie family in the mental world.

“A… Apostle of Destruction?!”

“That’s right! This body used to be the noble wolf Fenrir, who hunted gods. Of course, now I’m the great Blackie. Hee hee.”

Blackie smiled happily as he said his name, as if he liked the name Blackie more than the name Fenrir now.

“Wh… what… what is…”

While Amur was stuttering, unable to understand the situation,

“Kids, teach him a lesson.”

““Yes!””

The Blackie family kindly helped Amur understand.

Thwack thwack.

“Aargh!”

Body to body.

When you can’t understand with your head, learning through experience with your body is also a good method.

After the Blackie family thoroughly educated Amur.

“Grrrr. But who is Amur?”

Blackie asked Amur who he was in order to blame him for not drawing Sejun’s face properly in the family portrait.

“I… it’s me.”

Amur felt uneasy, but he answered truthfully. He would get hit even more if he hid it and got caught.

“You were Amur?! How dare you not draw Sejun properly?!”

Snore!

Karrar, the small bird, hopped excitedly and pecked Amur sharply on the head. *Peck! Peck! Peck!* “You clumsy oaf!” she screeched.

*Wham!* Kamang’s paw slammed into Amur’s side, making him stumble. Sipdeokgu and Kkabuldo joined in, nipping at his legs.

Kamang growled, her voice deep and rumbling. “How *dare* you ruin our family picture! You erased my butler, Sejun’s best friend!”

*Wham!* This time, Kamang hit Amur herself, a heavy blow that sent him sprawling. “This portrait was important! It was supposed to be Sejun and our family!”

Amur was pushed and shoved for what felt like forever. He didn’t understand. His head spun, and he whimpered, “But… but what did I do?”

“Complete the portrait properly. Understood?!”

“Yes…”

The mind punishment ended, and they emerged from the mental world, a place that felt like a hazy dream.

However, another being was dissatisfied with Amur.

Having heard the news of Sejun’s fainting, Fire, the powerful magical creature who always looked after Sejun, hurried over and sought out Amur.

Thus, the mind punishment began anew.

“A Creator God shouldn’t act like that! Our Sejun almost came to great harm!” Fire scolded the Creator God with her main body.

“How could you leave out our most important Sejun! Then it’s not a family portrait! Sejun deserves to be in the picture! It’s supposed to be a *family* portrait, Amur!” With her avatar, she berated Amur, multitasking her nagging.

Nod. Nod.

Listening to Fire’s words, which were nothing but right, the Doom Demonic Beast and the Kamang Family nodded diligently.

“Phew.”

Emila watched from the corner, her heart still beating fast. *Phew, at least it wasn’t me this time,* she thought.

The Creator God and Amur were nagged relentlessly until just before the portal closed. It was truly fortunate that the portal’s duration was 24 hours.

“Let’s stop here for today. Be careful.”

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

“You all be careful! Especially you, Blue! I’ll be watching you! I have to go now, but I’ll be watching you!” Just before the portal closed, the Doom Demonic Beast and the Kamang Family exited the portal.

“Please be careful in the future!” Fire’s main body also left, issuing a stern warning.

Whoosh.

As the portal closed again,

“Oh, dear.”

“Phew.”

“Sniff sniff.”

The Creator God’s temple was silent now, but you could see signs of the storm. Feathers were scattered on the floor, and the air still felt heavy with anger.

However,

“What are you doing?! Quickly create a room where the Creator God can stay so that Sejun can come!” Fire No. 205, possessing 10% of Fire’s power, who had not yet left, urged them on.

Fire No. 205 pointed to a small, bare space in the corner. “That’s your room,” she said. It was more like a cold, stone box than a room, a prison to confine the Creator God while Sejun stayed.

“Alright! You have 100 days to complete it!” Under the supervision of Fire No. 205, the Creator God and the two Creation Apostles began their work.

Sejun

“Umm…”

Why am I lying down?

Sejun, who had lost consciousness, woke up and looked around.

And then,

Grumble.

Gurgle.

Belly rumble.

Chirp.

…

..

He saw his companions sleeping beside him.

Pat. Pat.

Blank…

Strangely empty, Sejun touched his companions’ cheeks and bellies without a thought, taking time to heal.

I definitely lost consciousness the moment I crossed the portal.

He recalled the moment he had lost consciousness.

“But why did I faint?”

Unable to understand the reason, Sejun took out the portal scroll.

Then,

“Huh?! The picture…”

Sejun discovered that the family portrait on the front of the portal had changed. Sejun’s face was drawn clearly.

“Hehe. Whoever it is, they’re really handsome,” Sejun praised his own appearance.

“Huh? There are others too?” He discovered that Besugu, Sipdeokgu, and Kkabuldo, who were not there when the portrait was created, had been added to the picture.

Besugu, Sipdeokgu, and Kkabuldo had nagged Amur to draw their appearances as well, and Amur had hastily filled them in. Finally, the perfect Sejun Family portrait.

I’m sleepy, I should sleep a little more.

Before lying down again, Sejun Nom passed the world’s energy to Kamang’s mouth. He planned to help Kamang apologize while sleeping.

Kamang was still half asleep. When she felt something soft in her mouth, her eyes fluttered open. *Food?* she thought sleepily, and a big, happy smile spread across her face.

Black Tower 99th floor.

One week since returning to the Black Tower from Sejun.

“Oof.” I feel refreshed now.

Sejun stretched greatly as he woke up in the morning. Sejun had been constantly ailing for several days due to the shock from the Creator God’s presence.

Originally, he could have recovered faster. However,

“The Tower’s administrator says they made it diligently for you.”

“The Tower’s administrator says they only put in good things, so it will definitely be good for your body.”

“Okay… Thank you. I’ll enjoy it.”

His recovery took longer because he ate Eileen’s cooking. His body definitely got better, but the mental damage…

It’s all because of the Creator God!

Sejun, having heard the reason for his fainting through Kamang, resented the Creator God. And so, Sejun fully recovered his body and mind after a week.

“Meow…”

Squeak…

Taking Theo and the Kamang Family, he went outside and entered the kitchen, and (Bat bat. Soaking the leech seaweed~Frying the slime meat and garlic~) He heard Batbat’s cheerful voice singing the seaweed soup song from Sejun No. 12’s shoulder.

It was really fortunate that Sejun No. 12 was created before leaving for Sejun. Because he prepares meals instead of Sejun and listens to Batbat’s songs.

At that moment,

“Add sesame oil too~”, Sejun stubbornly interrupted, drastically lowering the song’s quality.

Flap. Flap.

“(Bat bat?! Sejun, are you awake?)” Batbat asked, flapping his wings happily and climbing onto Sejun’s hand.

“Yeah. Batbat, were you playing well?”

“(Bat bat! Yes!)” Sejun stroked Batbat’s head and talked to him.

Batbat, who was talking to Sejun, started to nod off,

Belly rumble.

and completely fell asleep. Sejun stroked Batbat’s head a little more and then placed him on his shoulder, and Slinking Batbat began to sleep in earnest, camouflaging himself.

A short while later.

“Then let’s depart.” Sejun and his companions, having eaten breakfast, moved to the 1st floor of the Blue Tower.

Having rested enough, it was time to work again.

Land of Extinction.

“Did they run away?” Corruption, having almost completely taken over the body of Extinction, spoke with a voice of regret. However, his expression was not one of regret at all.

Rather, he was enjoying it. Because a new source of amusement had arisen.

Heh heh heh. No matter what, you can’t leave this place, just like me.

“Find them!” At Corruption’s command, the energy of Extinction scattered in all directions from the ground like angry hunting dogs.