Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 679: Fooled... The Great Blackie Was Played by the Butler...

<Grondra>

Crack. Crack.

Sejun’s bones twisted grotesquely as they were realigned during the process of his rebirth.

Quhehehe.

[Queng helped pay for Dad’s treatment! Now Dad’s even better! He might even withstand one of Queng’s fingers!]

Queng watched Sejun’s transformation with a proud expression. Of course, the “finger” Queng referred to was its weakest—its pinky finger.

Giggle. Squeak!

[Hehe! Look at the butler squirming around! He looks just like Squirmy! Let’s remember this and show him later!]

Squirm!

[Yes, sir!]

Next to Queng, Blackie was thrilled at the prospect of teasing Sejun.

Wriggle? Wriggle?

Squirmy, mimicking Sejun’s movements, squirmed enthusiastically.

“Blackie and Squirmy, you shouldn’t do that, nya! The great hybrid Chairman Park is so petty that he’ll sulk and stop giving you roasted sweet potato snacks if you tease him, nya!”

Theo, ever the loyal defender, offered a warning to Blackie and Squirmy.

Puhuhut. Our Chairman Park is a petty man who sulks when teased, nya!

Except, to Theo, it wasn’t a flaw—it was something to brag about.

As Sejun’s transformation continued for hours, waste began to expel from his body, filling the area with an unbearable stench.

The group hurriedly donned gas masks.

“Puhuhut. It seems like the stinky phase of Chairman Park’s transformation is almost over, nya!”

“Tweet—thank goodness.”

Queng! Queng!

[Thank goodness, indeed! But Dad’s stench is really toxic!]

Giggle. Squeak!

[Hehe! Squirmy is a fart champion, but the butler is a poop champion!]

They joked as they watched Sejun.

A While Later.

“Ugh.”

Sejun, now fully transformed, groggily came to.

“Why are you all...”

He blinked in confusion at his companions, who were all wearing gas masks.

“What is that smell?!”

The stench hit him like a punch, and he instinctively pinched his nose and mouth shut. He didn’t realize it was coming from him.

“Blech!”

Sejun gagged as the foul odor assaulted him.

“Cleanliness! Cleanliness!”

Once he realized the stench was his own, Sejun frantically used his cleaning skill to remove the smell from his body.

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, clean us too, nya! Your stink stuck to our fur, nya!”

“Alright.”

After several hundred uses of his cleaning skill on both himself and his companions—

Sniff, sniff.

“I think the smell is gone. Hey, can you guys check?”

Sejun extended his right hand with a sly grin.

Why should I suffer this alone?

Unbeknownst to them, he hadn’t cleaned his right hand. His plan was to make his companions smell it.

However—

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, we won’t fall for such tricks, nya!”

“Tweet-tweet-tweet. I’ve been watching you not clean that hand this whole time.”

Quhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe. Queng won’t fall for Dad’s pranks!]

Everyone had already caught onto his scheme and refused to remove their gas masks.

“Tsk. Cleanliness.”

Disappointed, Sejun reluctantly cleaned his hand.

‘Why is Blackie so quiet?’

Normally, Blackie would have been making a fuss or boasting about not being fooled.

Curious, Sejun turned to look at Blackie—

Squeak... Squeak...

[Fooled... The great Blackie was played by the butler...]

Blackie clutched its nose, visibly distraught. It seemed to have removed its gas mask before Sejun cleaned his hand.

Hehehe. Having a gullible Blackie around makes pranking worthwhile.

Feeling triumphant, Sejun picked up the despondent Blackie and tucked it into his sling bag.

“Anyway, guys, what happened? Why did I pass out, and why did I smell so bad? And why does my body feel so light?”

“Puhuhut. I, Theo the Vice Chairman, shall explain, nya!”

Theo proceeded to recount the events leading to Sejun’s transformation.

“Seriously?! I went through another rebirth?!”

Counting on his fingers, Sejun realized this was his third time—or fourth, if he included replacing his bones with dragon bones.

This isn’t the time to be counting stuff like that.

“No wonder I feel so light. Thank you, everyone!”

Sejun expressed heartfelt gratitude to his companions, who had tirelessly supported him:

Theo, always loyal.

Iona, who endured hardships to follow Theo.

Queng, the son who only cared about his dad.

Blackie, who left its post as an Apostle of Destruction to join the family.

Their efforts were more than he deserved.

“What did I do to deserve this...?”

Unintentionally, Sejun spoke his thoughts aloud.

“Puhuhut. Who is the great hybrid Chairman Park, nya? It’s only proper for us to answer that question, nya! Everyone, let’s tell him who he is!”

“Tweet-tweet-tweet. The Chairman of Sejun Company!”

Quhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe. Queng’s dad!]

Giggle. Squeak!

[Hehe! The butler of the great Blackie!]

The answers, though simple, touched Sejun deeply.

“Puhuhut. And don’t forget, Chairman Park is the man who burned through 10 quintillion Tower Coins, nya!”

“...What?!”

“Puhuhut. I, Theo the Vice Chairman, burned all your wealth to heal your body, nya!”

All of it?!

Sejun collapsed in despair.

As Sejun sat stunned, Theo hopped onto his lap and began grooming itself, with Iona clinging to Theo’s tail.

Quhehehe.

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Queng snuggled into Sejun’s side and closed its eyes.

Giggle.

[Now’s our chance, guys!]

Meanwhile, Blackie and its team executed a stealth mission to steal roasted sweet potato snacks from Sejun’s pocket.

“That much money could have bought Earth several times over...”

Sejun muttered, unable to recover from the shock of losing 10 quintillion Tower Coins.

After a while, Sejun checked his status window with renewed hope.

Surely, with all that money spent, there must be significant changes.

But then—

What?! Why hasn’t it increased at all?!

Sejun stared at his status window in disbelief. Despite his transformation, none of his stats had improved. The sense of lightness he felt in his body was merely due to improved efficiency, not actual stat growth.

However, there was one noticeable change.

[Talent: Diligent Genius]

A remarkable talent that allows you to surpass certain limits through effort.Increases the base potential of all stats to 1000.Grants 10 bonus stats per level-up.When effort exceeds a certain threshold, growth occurs, such as stat increases, skill acquisition, or talent evolution.Sejun’s talent had evolved from Exceptional Mediocrity to Diligent Genius.

Compared to the enormous amount of money spent, the result felt underwhelming.

While Theo’s healing magic had strengthened Sejun’s bones, muscles, and heart, the fundamental design of his body remained the same. No amount of money could alter his inherent physical blueprint unless he were to be reborn entirely. The universal rule of original form permanence applied even here.

The best alternative was periodic rebirths to purge accumulated waste whenever his body started deteriorating again.

“Chairman Park’s face looks like it’s rotting again, nya!”

Despite the recent transformation, Sejun’s body was already beginning to show signs of decline. Fortunately, the rate of deterioration had significantly slowed thanks to the increase in base potential from 100 to 1000.

Previously, his body had been straining under immense stats with only 100 base potential. Now, with a base potential of 1000, the strain was reduced tenfold, akin to a rubber band with improved elasticity.

Still, the fact that only his talent had changed left Sejun feeling hollow.

I need to work harder and earn more!

Realizing he was the biggest money sink in existence, Sejun resolved to push himself harder to make up for it.

“Guys, let’s head back to the Black Queng’s Ark.”

Returning to the ship, Sejun finalized the pirate leaders’ employment under Sejun Company by having them stamp their contracts.

“I’m assigning you a mission.”

Sejun instructed the pirates to abandon piracy and instead focus on dimensional trade and providing security services.

After organizing the new business direction—

“Iona, let’s go home.”

“Tweet-tweet-tweet. Yes, sir!”

Iona used dimensional magic to teleport them back to the Black Tower.

<Grondra, Ritna Trading Company Branch>

“Here’s my resignation.”

Hett handed his resignation letter to his superior, Bank.

“Hett, are you leaving the trading company? Feeling rich? Or don’t need your legs anymore?”

Bank glared at Hett’s legs menacingly, his voice dripping with cold malice.

Step.

Sensing danger, Hett instinctively took a step back to protect his legs.

Trusting in Bokbok 23!

Clutching the Planet-Breaking Turtle Bokbok 23 strapped to his chest, Hett mustered his courage.

“No, sir. I still need my legs and have no money.”

“What?! Are you joking? Leaving without offering anything?”

“Yes. Bokbok 23, if you please.”

Hett gently lifted Bokbok 23.

Zing.

In an instant, Bokbok 23 fired a destructive beam that obliterated the top of Bank’s head along with the roof of the building.

Even Bank’s crown was polished clean in the process.

“Can I leave now?”

“Y-yes! Hett, you’re officially no longer part of Ritna Trading Company!”

Bank hastily agreed, his tone filled with terror.

But—

Bokbok!

[You will serve Master Queng!]

Bokbok 23 didn’t let Bank go so easily.

“Yes...”

Before the Planet-Breaking Turtle’s beam, resistance was futile. Bank defected to Sejun Company without hesitation.

As was tradition in Sejun Company, the first to join, Hett, became Bank’s superior.

“Bank, from now on, you’re the rookie in the Lottery Division.”

With that, Hett was finally freed from his role as the division’s rookie.

*****

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

“Aileen, I’m home.”

Upon his return, Sejun immediately informed Aileen of his arrival.

[The Tower Administrator asks with concern if your body is alright.]

“I’m fine. Actually, I feel even better.”

Sejun responded in a cheerful tone to ease Aileen’s worries.

“What do you want for dinner, Aileen?”

Sejun asked, intending to cook for everyone who had supported him.

[The Tower Administrator says she’d like your 10th-floor pancakes instead of the 100th-floor ones.]

Aileen lowered her request out of consideration for Sejun’s recent recovery.

“Hehehe. Got it. 100th-floor pancakes, coming right up!”

Sejun also checked in with the Nine Dragons Society.

“What would you like for snacks?”

Then, he took orders from his companions before assigning Sejun No. 12 to assist him.

Today, he would cook everything himself.

A While Later.

“Aileen, here you go.”

“Snacks are ready!”

As Sejun distributed the food—

[Your efforts in cooking have reached a significant level.]

[Talent: Diligent Genius has triggered growth in your skills.]

[Skill: Cooking (Master) has evolved into Delicious Cooking (Master).]

[You can now create flavors that surpass the limits of ingredients.]

For the first time, Sejun’s cooking skill evolved.

[Congratulations, Gourmet Sejun Park!]

The star Delicious sparkled brightly in the night sky, celebrating Sejun’s growth.

“Hehehe.”

See? I haven’t been slacking off.

Feeling smug, Sejun’s delighted expression became even more noticeable—

“Chairman Park, your face is rotting, nya!”

Press. Press. Press.

Theo, noticing the subtle signs of decay, immediately began healing Sejun once again.