Solo Farming In The Tower

TL: Hanguk

Seed Shop Headquarters.

[Park Sejun, the Tower Farmer of the Black Tower, has harvested the Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar.]

[If Park Sejun, the Tower Farmer of the Black Tower, completes the Harvest Festival Quest within 24 hours, the Harvest Festival of Abundance will be held.]

[Time remaining until the Harvest Festival of Abundance: 23:59:59]

Suddenly, a huge message window appeared in the center and started counting down.

And then…

“This can’t be…”

A certain god was overwhelmed with emotion as he looked at the message window.

To think a harvest festival offering grapes to me would be held! I knew it! I believed in you, Park Sejun!

Uncle, the God of Grapevines, cheered and shouted in joy.

“Uncle, congratulations.”

“Congratulations, Uncle. See how Park Sejun immediately repays you after you gifted him a divine relic.”

“I’m jealous. This harvest festival is going to be amazing, isn’t it?”

The non-combat gods who saw the message window surrounded Uncle, offering words of congratulations and envy.

At that moment,

“Oh?! That’s right!”

The more crops offered on the altar, the bigger the scale of the harvest festival!

Uncle suddenly remembered something.

Park Sejun is currently the best Tower Farmer in the Nine Towers.

The number of crops Sejun would offer on the altar was likely to be unprecedented.

The larger the scale of the harvest festival, the more divine power is needed to hold it…

Uncle belatedly realized that he didn’t have enough divine power to handle the harvest festival that Sejun would host.

‘But if I hold a small harvest festival to match my divine power…’

Park Sejun would get angry, wouldn’t he?

The moment he loses Sejun’s favor, his 16.5-sqaure meters temple that steadily brings in divine power every day would disappear too.

That can’t happen!

“Guys, can you lend me some divine power? In return, I’ll split the profits evenly!”

So, he hurriedly asked the non-combat gods around him for help.

“Really?! It’s an investment in Park Sejun, so we’re all in!”

“I’ll lend you all 100 of my divine power!”

“Me too!”

“I’ll lend mine too!”

The non-combat gods were excited to have the opportunity to invest in Sejun and eagerly lent their divine power to Uncle.

They knew.

That investing in Sejun never led to failure.

One hour later.

“Trust-in-Park!”

“Trust-in-Park!”

“Trust-in-Park!”

The Seed Shop Headquarters was filled with the shouts of Uncle and the non-combat gods who had lent him their divine power.

Fortunately, this time, no combat gods passed by, so they could chant “Trust-in-Park” for quite a while.

***

99th Floor of the Black Tower.

“Bring 100 crops each?”

I guess offering more crops would be better this time too?

Last time, offering 11 types of crops, 100 each, changed the Harvest Festival of Abundance into an Harvest Festival of Abundance and overflowing Magic.

“Guys, bring 100 of each crop from the storage.”

Kkwek!

Kkwek!

Sejun had the Mushroom Ants bring the crops, and then…

“Alright. First, let’s check if we have 100 of the Transcendence Black Beans and Medicinal Mugwort.”

He began to take out the Transcendence Black Beans and Medicinal Mugwort, which could not be obtained through harvesting.

Sejun always wore Theo on his lap when taking out crops from the divine relic, the Pouch of Abundance, which he had received from Leah.

Even though the description said that the crops would increase randomly between 1 and 10, Sejun almost always got 10 crops with a 50% probability.

For the other 50%, he got 9 just once, and after that, it was 11-13.

Theo’s luck was so strong that it exceeded the performance of the divine relic.

“Hehehe. It’s all thanks to our Vice Chairman Theo.”

“Puhuhut. That’s right, meow! Everything is thanks to me, meow!”

So, even when he acted arrogantly these days, Sejun didn’t find it annoying.

By the way, the day Sejun took out 9 crops from the Pouch of Abundance was when Uren came close for a moment to receive food.

“Great. We have over 100 of both.”

As Sejun counted the number of Transcendence Black Beans and Medicinal Mugwort,

Kkwek!

Kkwek!

The mushroom ants brought the crops in front of Sejun.

There were Magical Cherry Tomatoes, Six Clove Garlic of Agility, Thick Darkness Cherries, and so on.

Approximately 60 different kinds of crops.

Once the crops were gathered, Sejun approached the altar.

Swipe.

He placed his hand on the grapevine that supported the altar.

[Would you like to offer the crops to the Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar?]

“Yes.”

As soon as Sejun agreed, the crops began to be absorbed into the altar, one type at a time.

And then…

[100 units of the first type of crop have been offered.]

[100 units of the second type of crop have been offered.]

…

…

…

[100 units of the 10th type of crop have been offered.]

[As a quest completion reward, the Harvest Festival of Abundance will be held.]

[The Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar is preparing to summon 1,000 random Fox Tribe members to enjoy the Harvest Festival of Abundance.]

[A blessing of abundance is bestowed upon the entire floor where the Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar is located.]

Quest completion messages appeared in front of Sejun.

[100 units of the 15th type of crop have been offered.]

[Crops without abilities cannot be offered.]

…

…

…

Meanwhile, the altar continued to absorb crops.

Among them, 10 types of crops that had no effects when consumed were rejected, but there were still plenty of crops to offer to the altar.

[100 units of the 20th type of crop have been offered.]

[The harvest festival has been upgraded to Harvest Festival of Abundance and overflowing Magic.]

[A Magic Stream is connected to the floor where the Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar is located.]

[The blessing of one Magic Stream is additionally bestowed upon the entire floor where the Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar is located.]

After offering 20 types of crops, the harvest festival was upgraded, and a Magic Stream was connected to the 99th floor of the Black Tower, making the surrounding area suddenly rich with magic.

[100 units of the 30th type of crop have been offered.]

[The harvest festival has been upgraded to the Great Harvest Festival of Abundance and overflowing Magic.]

[The blessing of abundance has been upgraded to the Great Blessing of Abundance.]

When 30 types of crops were offered, the harvest festival transformed into a Great Harvest Festival.

Since there were still many crops left, the remaining crops continued to be absorbed into the altar.

[100 units of the 40th type of crop have been offered.]

[An additional Magic Stream is connected to the floor where the Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar is located.]

[The blessing of one Magic Stream is upgraded to the blessing of two Magic Streams.]

When 40 types of crops were offered, an additional Magic Stream was connected to the 99th floor of the tower, and the surrounding magic became so dense that it felt almost sticky.

It felt like just breathing would increase one’s magic power.

As Sejun marveled at the thickened magic,

The last crop, 100 Thick Darkness Cherries, was absorbed into the Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar.

[100 units of the 50th type of crop have been offered.]

[The harvest festival is upgraded to the Great Harvest Festival of Abundance and overflowing Magic that everyone can enjoy.]

[The Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar is preparing to summon 1,000 random Fox Tribe members from the Nine Towers to enjoy the Great Harvest Festival of Abundance and overflowing Magic.]

[A blessing of peace is bestowed upon the entire floor where the Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar is located.]

[A small harvest festival of abundance will be held wherever there are grapevines in the Black Tower.]

Paah. Paah. Paah.

With the message, bright lights of deep green, blue, and white exploded from the Bountiful Grape Cluster Altar, spreading across the entire floor.

And suddenly, foxes of various colors appeared beneath the altar.

“Huh?! Where is this place?”

“There’s daylight here?”

“Daytime? There’s no daytime where you’re from?! Hey, why is your fur white?!”

“What about you, why are you brown?”

The Fox Tribe members, summoned from the Nine Towers, were bewildered as they looked at their fellow tribesmen with different colored fur.

At that moment,

“Puhuhut. If you’re not sure what’s going on, just come here and get this stamp, meow!”

Theo held up the Five Towers’ Slave Seal and shouted to the foxes.

However,

“No way!”

“A seal shouldn’t be stamped carelessly!”

Though their fur colors were different, their dispositions were similar. The foxes were not easily swayed.

“No, that’s wrong, meow! A seal should be stamped carelessly, meow! And if you do, you’ll get free food made by the great Chairman Park for life! Three meals a day! Free of charge, meow!”

While Theo was trying to lure the foxes with food,

[Park Sejun Lv. 107 – Great Blessing of Abundance, Blessing of Two Magic Streams, Blessing of Peace]

Sejun opened the status window to check the details of the blessings.

Before he knew it, Sejun’s level had reached 107. It was thanks to drinking all the growth elixirs he had accumulated.

“First, let’s look at the Great Blessing of Abundance.”

When Sejun pressed on the Great Blessing of Abundance,

[Great Blessing of Abundance – Remaining Time: 6 days 23 hours]

– The blessing is bestowed only on those permitted by Tower Farmer Park Sejun, the host of the harvest festival.

– During the harvest festival, abundance greatly increases on the 99th floor of the Black Tower.

– The growth rate of crops is greatly accelerated.

– The chances of conceiving new life increase significantly when engaging in breeding activities.

The information appeared.

‘That’s a relief.’

If the rabbits had been summoned this time, sleep would have been out of the question.

Sejun then checked the second blessing.

[Blessing of Two Magic Streams – Remaining Time: 6 days 23 hours]

– The blessing is bestowed only on those permitted by Tower Farmer Park Sejun, the host of the harvest festival.

– Two Magic Streams are connected to the 99th floor of the Black Tower during the harvest festival.

– The Magic Power Stat increases by 1 to 1000 every hour, depending on magic affinity.

– Magic recovery speed increases.

– The power of magic increases.

“It’s really true.”

Just breathing really did increase his magic power.

But it was a bit unsettling…

The explanation that magic power could increase by 1 to 1000 depending on magic affinity felt a bit worrisome.

He was working hard to close the gap with the others(?), but it could suddenly widen again in an instant.

“The third one is…”

[Blessing of Peace – Remaining Time: 6 days 23 hours]

– A blessing for peace is bestowed upon all places where the harvest festival is held.

– To prevent harming each other, attack power decreases as the festival progresses. (Attack power decreases by 5% every 24 hours.)

As Sejun was checking the last blessing,

Deep underground,

[Blessing of Peace is bestowed.]

Flash.

Flamie’s avatar opened its eyes.

[It’s a success! Yay!]

When Flamie created a purple flame,

[The power of the Tree of Creation amplifies the effect of the Blessing of Peace by 5 times.]

The effect of the blessing was amplified. It was the Amplifying Flame that boosted all effects fivefold.

Having thus created an environment where she could move freely,

[Hehe. In just 5 days, I can see Master!]

Creak. Creak.

Flamie began to stretch, eagerly waiting for the day it would reunite with Sejun.

And back on the surface,

“If you give me 30 additional clusters of grapes, I’ll stamp the seal!”

Among the foxes who initially resisted, some began to show interest in Theo’s offer.

They were the silver foxes from the Silver Tower, where the food situation was not good.

“Deal, meow!”

And so, the transaction was completed.

Press. Press.

When Theo stamped the seal on the foxes’ paws,

Kueng!

[Eat a lot!]

Cuengi began distributing 30 clusters of grapes and various other food items to the foxes who had stamped the seal.

Gulp.

They looked at the food they received, swallowing their saliva in hunger, but they desperately held back. They needed to take this food back to their starving kin.

“Nak, just hold on a little longer.”

“Yeah. If we wait just 4 more days, we can eat all the grapes we want at the grape-eating contest.”

“And there’s also the grape wine drinking contest.”

“Sseup. That’s right.”

As the silver foxes imagined eating grapes and drinking grape wine to their heart’s content, battling their hunger,

“Guys, time to eat!”

Sejun called out to the group after preparing dinner.

Sizzle.

Today’s menu was grilled pork belly.

Gulp.

All the foxes’ noses began to twitch, drawn toward Sejun’s cooking area.

At that moment,

“You guys, come eat too!”

Sejun invited the silver foxes over. Since they had joined Sejun’s company, their meals were, of course, free.

“Thank you!”

As the silver foxes who received Sejun’s invitation entered the cooking area

“Bayon~nim, why don’t we eat here? All their faces look so gentle and weak.”

“That’s right! If we act a bit tough, they’ll immediately flatten themselves on the ground.”

The red foxes, much larger and taller than the others, began to whisper among themselves, gathering around Bayon.

A little while later.

Bang!

“Hey! If you invite us to the harvest festival, shouldn’t you feed us?!”

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“Yeah! Give us food, now! Before we kill you all!”

Bayon and the red foxes, exuding a murderous aura, burst through the door of the cooking area.

Kueng?

[Did you just say you’re going to kill Dad?]

Hearing their words, Cuengi put down the ssam he was about to eat and,

Crackle.

He began to take out his Thunderbolt Staff from his snack pouch.

Two lettuce leaves layered with two perilla leaves, one spoonful of white rice on top, five pieces of pork belly.

On top of that, seasoned green onion, two pieces of grilled kimchi, three slices of Cheongyang chili pepper and garlic, and a dab of ssamjang to make the ssam. (TL: Ssam essentially means ‘wrap’, and ssamjang is a sauce used for wrapping.)

The fact that Cuengi put down the ssam made with what he considered the best delicious combination showed how angry he was.

The red foxes had chosen the worst possible way to become slaves.

And then…

My Cuengi…

Sejun was deeply moved as he watched Cuengi put down the ssam he had made for him.

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