Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 708: I’m Gonna Bite the Master’s Butt!

99th Floor of the Black Tower.

“Puhuhu. Chairman Park, I’m back, nya!”

“Kyut kyut kyut. Me too!”

Theo and Iona returned from the 37th floor of the Green Tower.

“Guys! I became an SS-Rank Tower Farmer!” ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

Sejun excitedly boasted to them as well. Opportunities to boast were rare for Sejun, so he wasn’t about to let this one slip by.

“Puhuhu. Chairman Park, congratulations on becoming an SS-Rank Tower Farmer, nya!”

“Kyut kyut kyut. Congratulations, Sejun-nim!”

Theo and Iona both congratulated Sejun warmly.

“Puhuhu. The Great Hybrid Chairman Park, just because you became an SS-Rank Tower Farmer doesn’t mean you can be reckless, nya! Always be careful, nya!”

“Kyut kyut kyut. Exactly. Be careful and stay safe, okay?”

After congratulating him, they both echoed the same warning as the others: Don’t get cocky just because you ranked up.

Everyone kept a close eye on Sejun, worried that he might do something reckless.

Even a snuffed-out flame needed to be watched, and so did a living weakling fish.

A little while later —

“Time to prepare the food.”

Sejun headed to the kitchen and began preparing the party food with Sejun No. 12.

“Puhuhu. Chairman Park, this great one wants a super gigantic grilled fish, nya!”

“Kyut kyut kyut. Sejun-nim, please roast half regular peanuts and half frozen peanuts.”

Kwuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe. Dad, Quengie wants rice cakes and kudzu honey!]

Kihihit. Kking!

[Hehe! Master! The Great Kkamang wants extreme-taste dried sweet potato jerky!]

Everyone eagerly placed their food orders with Sejun.

Although it was supposed to be a party celebrating Sejun’s promotion to SS-Rank Tower Farmer, it ended up feeling more like a regular dinner.

Once the food was ready —

“Aileen, here you go.”

Sejun sent the 100-layer pancake stack topped with vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry ice cream to Aileen.

“Ajax, Ophelia...”

He also sent dishes to other tower farmers.

[Now I’m an SS-Rank Tower Farmer^^]

Along with a bragging note.

Sejun then climbed up to the fountain area, holding another platter of food.

[Now I’m an SS-Rank Tower Farmer^^]

He sent the alcohol and snacks through the dragon statue to the Temple of the Creator God, along with another bragging note.

Sejun’s excessive boasting seemed like it was inviting some sort of disaster.

I’ve got a bad feeling about this, nya!

Theo clung tightly to Sejun’s knee, bracing for whatever might happen.

“Alright, let’s eat.”

Fortunately, nothing went wrong, and the celebration party began without incident.

“Puhuhu. As expected, the Great Hybrid Chairman Park’s grilled fish is the best, nya!”

“Kyut kyut kyut. The peanuts are roasted perfectly.”

Kwuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe. Dad’s rice cakes dipped in kudzu honey are the best, da yo!]

Kihihit. Kking!

[Hehe! It’s extremely tasty!]

Kuong!

Moo!

Kkyek!

Weee!

The farm residents all enjoyed the food Sejun had prepared.

The party, which began at dusk, continued late into the night.

(Bat-Bat! Sejun-nim, congratulations! And don’t go anywhere alone! Stay safe!)

Sejun received Bat-Bat’s congratulatory message, along with a warning.

“Hehehe. Yeah, like I’d go anywhere without you guys.”

Sejun stroked Bat-Bat’s head and said,

“Bat-Bat, you must be hungry. Here, have some grapes.”

Sejun placed a grape in his palm.

(Bat-Bat. Yes. Thank you.)

Slurp. Slurp. Slurp.

Bat-Bat eagerly sucked out the juice from the grape in Sejun’s hand.

And Master only scolded the Great Kkamang!

The Great Kkamang is mad now!

I won’t take it anymore!

Kkamang, who had been watching this, finally snapped.

Grrrr.

I’m gonna bite the Master’s butt!

Growling, Kkamang strutted over to Sejun with a fierce, determined look.

However —

“Kkamang, why are you growling? Want some dried sweet potato jerky?”

Nod. Nod.

At Sejun’s words, Kkamang’s head automatically nodded up and down like a reflex.

When it came to dried sweet potato jerky, everything else became irrelevant.

Hehe.

I’ll eat this first, and then I’ll bite the Master’s butt.

Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.

Kkamang eagerly munched on the dried sweet potato jerky.

But before he could even finish his plan —

Kiroong.

He fell asleep, snoring.

“Time to get ready.”

Sejun gathered up the sleeping Kkamang and stood up.

The other farm residents also began to rise.

The Blue Moon was about to rise.

Sejun scattered magical blueberries across the ground, and the farm residents took their designated positions.

A short while later.

At midnight, the Blue Moon rose, and its blue light began to bathe the 99th floor of the Black Tower.

Beeep!

Beeep.

Beeep!

Byubyu!

Beak!

Using the Blue Moon Jump, Wolgang, Wolha, Black Wolbok, Byubyu, and Black Torch arrived.

“Hehehe. Guys, welcome back.”

Sejun greeted the moon rabbits warmly.

“Guys, I became an SS-Rank Tower Farmer.”

He started boasting again.

And once again, the rabbits offered brief congratulations followed by long-winded warnings not to get cocky just because he ranked up.

While Sejun was chatting and playing with the rabbits —

“Kyut kyut kyut. Byubyu, did you finish your homework?”

Byubyu!

[Yes!]

Byubyu was getting his homework checked by Iona.

About three hours later —

Ssss.

The crops, having absorbed the Blue Moon’s energy, turned blue, and the farm residents began the harvest.

“Let’s get to work.”

Sejun and his companions also started harvesting the crops infused with the Blue Moon’s energy.

Once the harvest was complete —

Beeep!

Beeep.

Beeep!

Byubyu!

Beak!

The moon rabbits took the SS-Rank carrots Sejun had given them and descended the tower.

Their steps were light, filled with anticipation of potentially receiving SSS-Rank carrots next time.

Kwueng!

[Dad, sleep well, da yo!]

Kuong.

[Sejun-nim, good night.]

“Okay. Good night, Quengie and Pink Fur.”

Sejun saw off the rabbits, Quengie, and Pink Fur.

“Alright, everyone. Let’s get some sleep.”

Sejun lay down in bed with his companions.

Grrrooo.

Rrrr.

Krooo.

Kiroong.

...

..

.

Sejun and his companions quickly fell asleep, snoring loudly.

Of course, they weren’t really asleep — they had entered Kkamang’s mental realm to apologize to Corruption.

Although it was an awkward time to be taking a nap, Sejun had insisted.

The reason was obvious: he wanted to boast to Corruption about becoming an SS-Rank Tower Farmer.

“Guys, come on. Forgive them, okay?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Really sorry.”

Sejun and his companions began their apology ritual.

Gururuk.

Today, too, Corruption appeared.

“Corruption! Good to see you! I became an SS-Rank Tower Farmer!”

Sejun greeted him with a bright smile, proudly boasting about his rank-up.

However, to Corruption, Sejun’s SS-Rank Tower Farmer promotion was far from good news.

-So what?

Corruption responded bluntly.

But —

“What do you mean, so what? You should congratulate me!”

Sejun snapped back, glaring at Corruption.

“That’s right, nya! Hurry up and congratulate him! The Great Hybrid Chairman Park is petty, nya! If you don’t congratulate him, he’ll sulk, nya!”

“Kyut kyut kyut. Even if he’s your enemy, you should congratulate him. That’s proper etiquette!”

“Hehe! Yeah! If Master sulks, he won’t feed us. He’s a stingy, petty weakling fish!”

Theo, Iona, and Kkamang all backed Sejun up, effectively roasting him at the same time.

You little...

I’m petty?

I’m stingy?

Should I show you how truly petty Park Sejun can be?!

Just as Sejun was about to unleash his true nature —

-Fine. Congratulations on becoming an SS-Rank Tower Farmer.

Corruption muttered begrudgingly.

“Hehehe. Thanks for the congratulations.”

Sejun’s anger instantly evaporated as he basked in the forced but genuine congratulations from Corruption.

“This is the food I made for the celebration party. I didn’t know what you’d like, so I brought a bit of everything.”

Sejun handed over a basket full of food.

-...Oh.

Corruption hesitantly accepted the basket.

Hehehe.

Go on, try it.

Sejun’s gaze bore into Corruption, making him visibly uncomfortable.

-Kehm.

What should I do?

Corruption avoided Sejun’s eyes, feeling conflicted. But... it would be rude not to eat at least a little.

So, he reluctantly picked up a single peanut, cautiously placing it in his mouth.

Keeping his lips tightly closed, he chewed slowly and carefully.

“You eat pretty cutely for someone who looks so fierce.”

Sejun’s casual remark made Corruption’s cheeks flush.

Fortunately, his body was dark red, so it wasn’t noticeable.

Still, his heart pounded as he grabbed another peanut and popped it into his mouth.

Why... why is this feeling so nice?

Corruption couldn’t understand the strange, ticklish sensation in his chest.

But he didn’t dislike it.

In fact, he wanted to feel it again.

And then, he realized something.

These peanuts are... delicious.

The peanut Sejun gave him was delicious.

Now he wanted to try the other foods in the basket.

But unfortunately, his current form — a mere projection of his consciousness — was too weak to send the food to his physical body in the Land of Destruction.

Eating here, in front of Sejun, was out of the question.

Absolutely not!

There was no way he could let Sejun see him eating cutely again.

-Let’s... let’s end it here for today.

“Huh? Why? You didn’t even try the other foods.”

-I said no! Let’s just ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) end it here!

Corruption shouted, his voice loud and harsh.

“Alright. Vice Chairman Theo.”

“Understood, nya!”

Sejun and Theo fused to become Seobim, the fusion form, and extinguished Corruption.

In Sejun’s mind, that was the only way to end their meetings with Corruption.

Fwoosh.

Corruption vanished, staring longingly at the basket of food and Sejun as he disappeared.

Sejun felt a pang of sadness.

He looks... lonely.

“Let’s call it a day.”

Sejun and his companions woke up and started a new day.

***

After making his usual rounds through the Catastrophe Farm and the 10th Tower, Sejun arrived at Kkamyeol Grand Star.

“Huh?!”

A gift from Corruption awaited him.

Two squads of Ogres and Planet-Destroying Turtles.

Corruption, concerned about Sejun’s safety, had sent 2,000 Ogres and 200 Planet-Destroying Turtles, divided into two waves.

One group was ordered to attack in the late morning and the other in the late evening.

Thanks to the staggered timing, there was no risk of a coordinated assault.

Queng!

[I surrender, da yo!]

Sejun easily handled the 200 Planet-Destroying Turtles with Quengie and took down the 2,000 Ogres with little effort.

“Hehehe. Looks like he liked the peanuts.”

Sejun thought that next time he’d bring Corruption even more peanuts as a thank-you gift.

After planting crops in Kkamyeol Grand Star, Sejun returned to the Black Tower.

And then —

“Ajax, I’m heading over.”

Sejun contacted Ajax, asking him to vacate the 99th floor of the White Tower.

Sejun was heading there to deliver the accumulated malevolent energy to Ress.

It had piled up too much, and it was becoming burdensome.

[You have arrived at the 99th Floor of the White Tower.]

“Sejun-nim, welcome!”

“Welcome, Sir!”

Ress and about a hundred small Ogres greeted Sejun.

The malevolent energy that Sejun had delivered had been absorbed by the aura of the Ogres, forming physical bodies for them.

Now, they were training with the aura, steadily growing stronger.

“Ress, here. Take the malevolent energy.”

“Thank you for returning my people, Sejun-nim.”

Ress expressed his gratitude and absorbed the malevolent energy from Sejun’s body.

Muscle Reinforcement Technique has finally reached Level 5.

At the same time, he assessed Sejun’s physical state.

Then —

“Sejun-nim, it’s time to learn the Muscle Tempering Technique.”

Ress, determined to teach Sejun the next level of aura training, faced him seriously.

“Okay. What do I do?”

“Muscle Tempering is really simple. Watch. Hey, show Sejun-nim how it’s done!”

At Ress’s command, the Ogres paired up and started beating each other senselessly.

Thwack! Thud! Smack!

“You see? All you have to do is stand there and take a beating.”

It’s really easy, right?

Ress looked at Sejun expectantly, eyes shining.

Shake. Shake.

I don’t wanna do it.

Sejun shook his head firmly, rejecting the Muscle Tempering Technique.

Not because he was scared of the pain but —

“Oh. Actually, I just realized I shouldn’t be learning aura techniques right now. I’m an SS-Rank Tower Farmer now, so I should focus on farming!”

Yes. That’s it.

Perfect excuse.

Sejun hurriedly fled back to the Black Tower, leaving a disappointed Ress behind.

“It’s bearable, though.”

Of course, Ress didn’t believe Sejun’s excuse for a second.