Chapter 659: Heh. Wait for Me, Main Body

 

Black Tower, 99th Floor

“Alright!”

Sejun stretched as he woke up.

“Nyaaang…”
“Kyuuut…”
Squeee…

Theo, Iona, and Kamangi, who had been sleeping alongside him, stretched too. However, unlike Sejun, they didn’t bother getting up—after all, Sejun would take care of everything for them.

“Meow…”
Squeak…

After tending to Theo’s couple and Kamangi’s family, Sejun opened the subspace warehouse with a clink.

Then:

“Heh heh heh. How’s everyone doing?”

Creak.

Sejun opened the door to the subspace room where the fire moth farm was located.

Fwoosh!

Inside, fire moths with wings of various colors fluttered about.

On the outermost layer were regular fire moths with red wings. Inside them were the white-winged white flame fire moths. Further in, blue flame fire moths hovered, and at the center were the black flame fire moths.

In the middle of it all stood Surt’s Flame Sword, surrounded by five red orbs circling it.

[Essence of Fire]

Yesterday, while asking the dragons of the Nine Dragons Council to create a subspace room, Sejun had mentioned needing strong flames to raise fire moths.

-“Puhahaha! As the great Red Dragon, I shall help you!”

Lemtor enthusiastically volunteered, eager to enjoy more delicious squid.

“There are so many now.”

Sejun grinned as he gazed at the 100 black flame fire moths.

Having harvested all the black flame fire moths from the farm before sleeping, the fact that 100 had appeared in just five hours meant they could produce approximately 500 per day. It would be enough to meet the quantity needed for the dragon council meeting.

Satisfied with his count of the black flame fire moths, Sejun entered the blazing room, holding the Flame Predator in his mouth.

The intense flames surged toward Sejun but were sucked into the Flame Predator before they could reach him.

Following the path created by the Flame Predator, Sejun walked to where the black flame fire moths were gathered and began hunting them one by one.

Slice.

The black flame fire moths, whose black flames had been absorbed by the Flame Predator, were easily defeated.

[You have defeated the third calamity, the black flame fire moth.]
[You have gained 100 billion experience points.]
[The title <Owner of the Fire Moth Farm> grants an additional 100 billion experience points.]

Sejun feasted on double experience points from the morning hunt and leveled up once, reaching level 189.

“Heh heh heh. Level 200 isn’t far now.”

As Sejun chuckled in satisfaction:

“Heh heh. Chairman, what happens when you reach level 200?”

Theo asked in an innocent tone.

What happens at level 200?

Sejun thought carefully about Theo’s question.

Then:

“Heh. It feels good.”

He replied with a forced smirk, feigning confidence.

The truth was, not much changed with leveling up. Even at level 200, Sejun would remain the weakest on the 99th floor of the Black Tower.

More shocking was the fact that his companions’ levels were lower than his. While Sejun’s potential was low, the experience required for him to level up was also comparatively low.

At least at level 100, he had received a Job Quest to become an S-rank tower farmer. This time, however, he had already received the quest to advance to an SS-rank tower farmer, leaving little to look forward to at level 200.

At that moment:

“Chairman, don’t be discouraged!”

Theo stepped on Sejun’s face—not out of annoyance this time, but as a supportive massage.

Regardless, Sejun was still stepped on.

After finishing his morning routine of hunting black flame fire moths, Sejun wandered through the farm before breakfast.

While walking:

“Hm?”

What’s with that shape?

Sejun noticed an oddly shaped carrot. Its base was buried in the soil, but its sides bulged out like plump hips, protruding above the ground.

What is this?

Curious, Sejun pulled the carrot out.

“Huh?”

A heart?

The carrot resembled a heart in shape. As soon as he harvested it:

[You have harvested a Carrot of Confession.]
[Your job experience has increased slightly.]
[Your mastery of Harvesting (Master) has improved slightly.]
[You have gained 100 experience points.]

Messages began to appear.

[Congratulations!]
[You have achieved the feat of creating a new variety in the tower.]

[All stats have increased by 20 due to your job trait.]

This marked the birth of his 30th new variety.

Heh heh heh. What’s its special property?

As Sejun checked the carrot’s options with a grin:

Flash!

A sudden burst of light erupted from the ground.

Specifically, it was from where the Seed of Abundance had sprouted. The seed, having absorbed the power of Sejun’s harvests, had finally reached its growth potential.

Crack!

The Seed of Abundance grew explosively, transforming into a massive tree of light that stretched its branches and roots toward the heavens and earth before dissolving into glittering powder and vanishing in an instant.

What just happened?

Sejun stared blankly at the falling particles of light, puzzled.

[The 99th floor of the Black Tower has been blessed with Abundance.]
[The 82nd floor of the Black Tower has been blessed with Abundance.]
[The 73rd floor…]
[The 68th floor…]

A flurry of messages indicated that the blessings were being randomly distributed to floors every ten levels.

Then:

[You have achieved the great feat of growing the Seed of Abundance and blessing 10 floors of the tower.]
[As a reward, you have gained the title <Bestower of Blessings>.]
[As a reward, all stats have increased by 100.]

Sejun received a series of achievement messages.

“Heh heh heh. I should focus on farming rather than leveling up.”

Once again, Sejun realized that farming contributed more to his growth than leveling up.

Just then:

[You are being overwhelmed by uncontrollable mental power.]
[This is extremely dangerous.]
[You are also being overwhelmed by uncontrollable divine power…]

The urgent messages from System 371 appeared.

Uncontrollable?

Thud.

Sejun lost consciousness after seeing the sudden messages.

“Chairman! Snap out of it, nya!”

Slap! Slap!

Squeak!

[Master! Wake up!]

Thud!

Theo and Kamangi’s family rushed to help the unconscious Sejun, frantically tending to him.

Seed Store Headquarters

[Tower Farmer Sejun of the Black Tower has fully grown the Seed of Abundance.]
[As a reward, 500,000 divine power has been granted.]
[As a reward, divine rank has increased by 10,000.]

“It’s finally happened!”

Leia, overwhelmed with emotion, cheered as the Seed of Abundance reached its full potential.

As expected! Sejun never disappoints! I knew I could trust him!

But then:

“No, no! This isn’t enough!”

The old cheer, Trust Sejun Unconditionally, no longer seemed adequate to describe Sejun’s unparalleled achievements.

Leia pondered over a new slogan.

A moment later:

“Heh. From now on, it’s God Sejun.”

Leia finalized the new slogan and stepped outside to spread the word to the non-combatant deities.

“Everyone! From now on, we’re calling him God Sejun, not Trust Sejun Unconditionally! Chant with me: God Sejun! God Sejun!”

“God… Sejun?”
“God Sejun? That sounds great!”
“I love it.”
“God Sejun!”
“God Sejun!”

The non-combatant deities began enthusiastically chanting the new slogan. Its meaning carried such weight that Sejun was elevated to the status of a god among gods, gaining immense influence.

However, this influence was too great for Sejun to handle.

“Wait! Calm down, everyone! If this continues, Sejun will be in danger!”

The deity of Solitude, Uriga, hurriedly tried to stop the fervor, but the deities were already consumed by their excitement.

“God Sejun!”
“God Sejun!”
“God Sejun!”

The chant echoed louder, reaching a fever pitch.

 

Theo’s Mental World

Miniature Chairman Sejun #3 was busily working, creating a mountain of grilled fish and a pond filled with cat treats. Like his original self, he was incredibly diligent.

After completing his work, Miniature Chairman Sejun #3 climbed the mountain of grilled fish he had made, placing his hands on his hips and looking around proudly.

However, his satisfaction was short-lived. The mountains created by Miniature Chairman Sejun #1 and #2 loomed far larger, overshadowing his creation.

Compared to those of his seniors, Miniature Chairman Sejun #3’s mountain seemed almost like flat land.

It’s all because of the main body!

Miniature Chairman Sejun #3 sulked, resenting the original Sejun.

At that moment:

“Heh heh. Miniature Chairman Sejun #3, absorb this, nya!”

Theo appeared, gently tapping Miniature Chairman Sejun #3 with his paw.

Wooong.

Engulfed in light, Miniature Chairman Sejun #3 began growing rapidly.

Theo was redirecting the divine influence meant for Sejun to Miniature Chairman Sejun #3, enabling him to grow exponentially.

Moments later:

Miniature Chairman Sejun #3 evolved through various stages—miniature, regular, large, and finally became Giant Chairman Sejun #3.

Heh. Just wait for me, main body.

Now a towering presence, Giant Chairman Sejun #3 resumed his work, creating even larger mountains of grilled fish and ponds filled with cat treats.

 

Sejun’s Mental World

“Ugh…”

Sejun, overwhelmed by a colossal shock, lay on the ground, unable to regain his senses.

“Heh heh. See? Without the Great Kamangi, the master can’t do anything.”

Lick. Lick.

Kamangi, wearing a smug expression, cradled Sejun and licked his face vigorously.

Kamangi’s tongue, being larger than Sejun, didn’t stop at his face, effectively giving him a full-body bath.

While Kamangi’s saliva-covered care was extending Sejun’s mental and divine limits:

“That’s right. Sejun needs the Great Kamangi by his side.”
“Without the Great Kamangi, Sejun’s mental world would have collapsed again.”

Kamangi’s subordinates flattered him as they busily repaired Sejun’s mental world.

“Hey, Umdol, put up a statue of the Great Kamangi over there. Make sure it’s slim.”
“Yes, sir!”
“Wait. No. Make a hundred statues.”
“Yes, sir!”

Heh heh. Master will definitely give me more roasted sweet potatoes now.

Kamangi plotted to create numerous statues of his slim self in Sejun’s mental world, hoping to convince Sejun that he was slender.

Moments later:

“Mmm.”

With the combined efforts of Theo and Kamangi’s family, Sejun finally regained consciousness.

Then:

“Huh?!”

Sejun stared at Kamangi with suspicion.

Heh heh. The Great Kamangi must look so slim that he’s confused.

Kamangi grinned mischievously, assuming his plan had worked.

However:

“Kamangi, what did you eat behind my back this time?”

Squeak?!

Sejun’s reaction was not what Kamangi expected.

The slim statues in Sejun’s mental world had made Kamangi seem even more overweight by comparison, leading Sejun to suspect him of overeating.

“Kamangi, how many roasted sweet potatoes did you eat?”
Squeak! Squeak!
[I didn’t eat any! I swear!]

Kamangi protested vehemently.

“You’re clearly fatter than yesterday. Are you going to keep lying to me?”
Squeak…
[But I didn’t…]

Kamangi felt wronged. If he had actually eaten something, at least the accusations would have made sense.

Being misunderstood despite his efforts to help Sejun recover was too much for Kamangi to bear.

“That’s it! Before breakfast, you’re running 20 laps.”
Squeak!
[I really didn’t eat anything!]
“Get moving.”
Squeak…
[Fine…]

Reluctantly, Kamangi began running. But as he ran, he regretted making the statues slim instead of fat.

At that moment:

-Sejun, take this land deed.

The mighty Purple Dragon Tier delivered a land deed for the first floor of the Purple Tower.

It was time for Sejun to create another farm.