Farming in the Tower Alone [EN]: Chapter 672

Sejun’s eyes widened as he checked his watch. The wedding was starting! “Too late!” he gasped.

“Iona, quickly! Make us invisible!” he said, bursting onto the rooftop, out of breath.

“Kkyut kkyut kkyut. Yes, Chairman! By the power of magic…” Iona chanted softly, and a shimmer of light surrounded Sejun and his friends, making them disappear.

Sejun didn’t waste a second. He hurried down the rooftop stairs, his heart pounding, and rushed towards the wedding hall entrance. He could already hear the music starting.

He arrived just as the emcee announced, “Here comes the groom!”

Sejun approached the table for congratulatory money and paused. Ah. Right! I don’t have any cash.

Sejun only had Top Coins, the special money used by Awakened people. He pondered for a moment before putting 10 Top Coins into each of 18 envelopes.

Sejun’s group numbered eighteen, enough to get eighteen buffet tickets.

After delivering the congratulatory money, he heard, “Thank you.”

Heh heh heh. It’s been a while since I’ve had a buffet. Roast beef, sushi, maybe even a chocolate fountain! Sejun’s stomach rumbled at the thought.

Sejun, receiving eighteen buffet tickets and excitedly imagining the buffet, headed into the wedding hall when a voice called out,

“Aigo. Who is this? Isn’t it Park Sejun, the one who got fired for skipping work?” A voice, dripping with fake politeness, called out to him.

“Huh?” Sejun turned around. *Who is that?* Then he saw him. Lee Ha-san.

His face tightened for a moment, unpleasant memories flashing through his mind. But Sejun forced a smile. *I’m a cool guy now. I’ve forgotten all that.*

Lee Ha-san got his job because his father is the president of the company where Park Sejun used to work. He used to bully Park Sejun and Oh Kyung-chul.

“Oh. Good to see you, Ha-san,” Sejun said, trying to sound friendly.

Ha-san frowned, as if Sejun had insulted him. ‘What? “Ha-san”?! Does he think he can talk to me like that just because we’re not at the office?’ Ha-san thought angrily. He smirked, planning to put Sejun in his place. He looked Sejun up and down, taking in Sejun’s simple clothes and the stack of plain white envelopes. ‘Perfect. This guy is easy prey.’

Ha-san completely failed to connect Sejun with Top Farmer Park Sejun.

This was partly because the intelligence agencies deliberately created a fictitious Top Farmer Park Sejun to protect Sejun’s family and spread it to the media, and because Sejun’s uniquely approachable demeanor prevented such thoughts.

Thus, Ha-san, unaware that Sejun’s shabby clothes were all incredibly expensive SSS-grade or higher items that couldn’t even be found on Earth, and unaware that the congratulatory money envelopes contained Top Coins, began to flaunt his wealth in front of Sejun, who had the financial power to buy the entire Earth.

“So,” Ha-san began, pretending to be concerned, “you’re still hanging around with Kyung-chul? But seriously, Sejun, is *that* what you’re wearing to a wedding?” He subtly moved his right foot forward, showing off shoes that gleamed like mirrors, a belt with a huge, gold buckle, and a tie that looked like it cost more than Sejun’s entire outfit.

“Ah, these clothes?” Sejun shrugged. “I came in a hurry. Didn’t have time to change.”

“Right, right,” Ha-san chuckled, not believing him for a second. “Busy these days?” *Busy doing nothing, more like it,* Ha-san thought with a sneer. “So, how did you even get here?” He was setting up his next boast.

“Me? I just walked,” Sejun said. He couldn’t say he flew, could he?

“Walked?” Ha-san laughed, shaking his head. “Wow. Must have been… refreshing. Me? I drove my *new* Lamborghini, but the traffic was just awful.” He casually pulled out his car keys, the Lamborghini logo glinting in the light. He held them out just a little too long, hoping Sejun would be impressed.

But Sejun just glanced at the keys and said, “Yeah, Seoul traffic is terrible. Maybe you should walk too, from now on.” He turned and started to walk into the wedding hall, leaving Ha-san behind.

“Hey. Are you trying to go in there?” Ha-san asked Sejun in a dumbfounded voice.

“Yeah.”

“Pfft. Don’t bother. Do you think I want to be here? You can’t get in if you’re not high class enough,” Ha-san sneered at Sejun’s answer.

Just as Sejun, his patience wearing thin, was about to say something sharp to Ha-san, he felt a small paw nudge his leg. Theo, who had been invisible, was now at his side, his green eyes narrowed and tail twitching angrily.

“Haa! Don’t you dare look down on our amazing Chairman Park, nya! Our Chairman Park is the head of Sejun Company! He can go anywhere he wants, nya!” Theo suddenly declared, making himself visible.

“The cat is talking!” someone shouted.

“It’s Vice Chairman Theo!” cried another voice.

“Theo! Theo!” A small crowd of people who had been watching from outside the wedding hall surged forward, recognizing the famous talking cat.

“Puhuhut. Greetings, humans, nya! I am the right-hand cat of the great Chairman Park, the amazing Dragon Claw Hybrid…” Theo puffed out his chest.

Just then, a smiling woman in a neat uniform approached Sejun. “Sejun-nim, welcome. Please, come this way to your seat.”

“Yes, thank you,” Sejun replied, nodding to the usher. As he and Theo, who quickly became invisible again, walked into the wedding hall, Ha-san stood frozen, his mouth hanging open.

“Uh…” Ha-san stammered, completely bewildered. “What just happened?”

Watching Ha-san’s bewildered face, the intelligence agents worked quickly. Within minutes, a report was sent to their superiors. They knew exactly what to do.

*Whirr.* Ha-san’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He frowned and pulled it out. “Hello?”

“Hey! Lee Ha-san, where are you?!” It was his father’s angry voice. “Get back to the company *now*! What have you done?!”

Operation ‘Pest Control’ had begun. It was swift and efficient, like a well-oiled machine. Suddenly, tax auditors descended on the company like hungry vultures. Banks, who had been perfectly happy before, were now urgently demanding their loans back, all mentioning “Lee Ha-san” as the reason for their sudden concern.

As Ha-san was dragged away from the wedding by his father’s frantic phone call, Sejun was already inside, preparing to surprise everyone with Bat-Bat’s unique congratulatory song.

“I have a congratulatory song prepared,” Sejun said to the usher. Meanwhile, Theo hid himself again with Iona’s magic.

“Ah. Then would it be okay to put it in at the end of the congratulatory songs?” she asked politely.

“Yes.”

“But what is the title of the congratulatory song you will sing?”

“Cha-mak-sa.”

“Pardon?” The usher blinked, looking confused. “Cha-mak-sa? That sounds… unusual for a wedding song.” She quickly checked her list, but the title was nowhere to be found.

“Ah, it’s a song he wrote himself,” Sejun said, patting his left shoulder where Bat-Bat usually perched. “Bat-Bat wrote the lyrics and composed it.”

“Oh, I see! Do you have the sheet music for the song? Our band will need it to play along,” The usher asked, trying to be helpful even though she was very curious about this strange song title.

“No, he doesn’t. Our Bat-Battie can’t read sheet music. But he’s a genius.”

There wasn’t even any sheet music. It was becoming increasingly clear that Sejun had come to ruin Kyungchul’s wedding.

(Hee hee.)

Bat-Battie was delighted by Sejun calling him a genius.

“······”

The usher was briefly taken aback by the sudden, melodious laughter.

-Bat-Battie. A golden bat, the size of a fist, and a master of stealth. He single-handedly resolved the Harbin air raid in China. His signature move is the Bat-Battie Storm Fist. Battie Island, Bat-Battie After.

Remembering the information about Bat-Battie,

“You can sit here.”

He guided Sejun to his seat.

And then,

-Mr. Sejun has prepared a congratulatory song. Please put it in as the last performance. The song title is…

He handed a note to the emcee, hoping Sejun wouldn’t ruin the wedding.

As Sejun sat down in the seat he was shown to,

“Hee hee.”

Theo climbed onto Sejun’s lap, and the rest of the group settled into their seats.

Only Yuren, without a seat, sat on Sejun’s foot, using it as a chair. Thanks to that, Sejun’s foot was warm.

Lick. Lick. Lick.

Poyo diligently licked Yuren to prevent Yuren’s misfortune from activating.

Meanwhile,

The officiant is Taejun.

Sejun made eye contact with Han Taejun, who was leading the ceremony, and gave a light bow.

A short while later.

“Next, we will have a congratulatory song.”

It was time for the congratulatory songs.

“The first congratulatory song is prepared by the bride, Choi Mina’s, friends.”

The bride’s and groom’s friends and family sang congratulatory songs in turns.

And then,

“This congratulatory song is by the bride, Choi Mina’s, younger sister, and the singer-songwriter Choi Yura, whom you all know. The song title is Eternal Love. Please give her a big round of applause!”

To be kind to the other singers, Choi Yura’s song was moved earlier. Choi Yura was a famous singer, and her song was supposed to be last.

“Your…”

As expected of a famous singer, the moment the song started, her beautiful voice drew the audience in.

Normally, the person singing after this would be nervous.

My sister-in-law’s younger sister was Choi Yura.

Sejun was simply amazed to see celebrities in person morning and evening.

Because he wasn’t the one singing.

As the song ended,

“Wow~!”

People burst into applause and cheers.

“Next is a congratulatory song by the groom, Oh Kyungchul’s, friend, Park Sejun. The name is… Chamaksa. Please give him a big round of applause!”

In the excited atmosphere after Choi Yura’s song, Sejun prepared his congratulatory song.

Since there were many ordinary people, most didn’t know Sejun, and thanks to the song’s name, not everyone seemed to be looking forward to it.

Tap. Tap.

Sejun tapped the microphone with his finger to check if it was working.

*Sejun thought, ‘Sejun, you came. Kyungchul, congratulations.’*

Sejun exchanged greetings with Kyungchul with his eyes.

And then,

“Bat-Battie, are you ready?”

Sejun asked Bat-Battie, holding the microphone to his left.

“(Battie. Yes.)”

Bat-Battie started singing.

(We met by chance on the road.)

Then,

“······”

Instantly, people captivated by Bat-Battie’s voice held their breath and began to immerse themselves.

And then,

(Our meeting might not be a coincidence~)

(Love that even dimensions can’t block~)

As the chorus of the first verse ended, people could understand why the song’s name was Chamaksa.

It was an abbreviation of ‘Love that even dimensions can’t block.’

Who gave this beautiful song such a terrible name?

The name doesn’t suit the song at all.

I can’t concentrate on the song because of the name.

At the same time, the wedding guests cursed inwardly at the person who had given the song such a terrible name.

(Our love~ dimensions can’t block it~)

(Even if we’re far apart, we can know and find each other~)

Meanwhile, the song reached its climax.

[You have listened to Chamaksa for more than 2 minutes.]

[The effect imbued in the name is activated.]

[The effect is enhanced because the original singer sang it excellently.]

[Your heart has become very peaceful due to the effect imbued in the name.]

[Your affection for your loved one has greatly increased due to the effect imbued in the name.]

[You have become better able to feel each other’s affection due to the effect imbued in the name.]

The effect caused by Sejun’s naming was activated.

A short while later.

(Love that even dimensions can’t block. That’s us.)

As the song ended,

“······”

Everyone quietly enjoyed the feeling that stayed after the song, holding the hand of their loved one.

*Ah. I miss Aileen.*

Sejun also thought of Aileen, who wasn’t here, and held Theo and Queng’s front paws.

“Ahem. Then, next…”

The remaining feeling in the air was finally broken by the emcee. He was doing his job, and the ceremony continued.

As the entire ceremony ended,

“Now, we will have a photo shoot with the bride and groom’s coworkers and friends.”

As it was time for the photo shoot,

“Sejun, thank you so much for coming! Come over here.”

Kyungchul approached first and brought Sejun to his side, not caring about Sejun’s clothes.

“Okay, we’re taking the picture. One, two, three.”

They took a picture with the photographer’s cue.

“Now, the bride’s friend who will receive the bouquet, please come forward. You know that if you receive the bouquet, you have to get married within 6 months, right?”

It was time to throw the bouquet.

Quett quett quett. If I receive that, I have to get married within 6 months?!

Iona, hearing the emcee’s words, quietly took her place behind the bride.

And then,

“One, two, three!”

*I must get that bouquet!*

Just before Iona was about to receive the bouquet,

[Your stay on the 0th floor of the Black Tower has ended.]

[You will return to the Black Tower.]

“Kyungchul, I’m leaving. Congratulations on your wedding.”

Sejun, whose stay time had ended, hurriedly put the Great Growth Elixir in Kyungchul’s pocket and disappeared with his companions.

[You have arrived on the 99th floor of the Black Tower.]

“Queng. I could have caught it…”

Iona, who had arrived at the Black Tower, was sad thinking about the bouquet she had missed right in front of her.

“Ah. The buffet…”

Sejun was also sad looking at the meal tickets he couldn’t use.

And then,

“Hee hee. Cheer up, meow!”

Theo comforted the two.