Solo Farming In The Tower

TL: Hanguk

My name is Amur Lange.

He was a great warrior who once ruled over the world called <Meo>.

And

[Amur Lange is appointed as the fifteenth Apostle of Creation.]

Two thousand years ago, he was chosen by the system to become an Apostle of Creation.

Though now he is the second in rank now, at that time, he was the youngest.

“Thank you. My name is Mac. Thanks to you, I’ve escaped being the youngest. Welcome, youngest.”

“What?! Youngest?! My name is the great warrior Amur… urk!”

“If I say you’re the youngest, then you’re the youngest. Youngest.”

His senior apostles were so powerful that they considered him, someone who once ruled a world, to be a mere fledgling.

Amur carried out sacred duties alongside the senior Apostles of Creation, crossing beyond the yet-unopened Black Moon to prevent the forces of Destruction from flooding into the world.

A lonely battle that no one recognized but had to be fought by someone.

The Apostles of Creation continued their battle against the forces of Destruction, armed with their sacred duty and care for one another.

After a thousand years of fighting, five apostles died honorably, leaving the number of Apostles of Creation reduced to ten.

Amur became the tenth Apostle of Creation.

Another 500 years passed, and the number dropped to seven. After another 500 years, it shrank to five.

As the power of Destruction grew stronger, their forces steadily dwindled.

Then, one day

“Cough… Damn it. To think I’d go before the youngest… Amur, you’re now the second Apostle of Creation.”

“Mac!”

Mac, his senior and friend, who had never once called him by his name but always referred to him as the youngest, finally called him by his name after being half-devoured by Jǫrmungandr.

“Damn snake! I’m not going alone!”

Mac, after splitting the snake’s head, smiled contentedly as he fell into eternal rest.

And

We can never defeat Destruction.

The once-great warrior Amur, after fighting in the sacred battle for 1,800 years, lost his will to fight.

After that, his memories are blurry.

When he came to his senses, he found himself on the 89th floor of the tower.

He thought it was for the best as he was tired of fighting. He just wanted to rest.

So, he shut himself off from the world and lived day by day inside his house.

Amur, bored with his uneventful life, began making various things…

His servants showed interest in them, so he started giving them away, and eventually, those items spread throughout the tower. Before he knew it, Amur became famous without even realizing it.

As Amur’s fame grew, the status of those who sought him out also rose. Even just by staying in his house, Amur naturally began to gather high-level information about the tower.

Of course, the information, much like Amur’s broken spirit, was only gloomy news about the deteriorating situation in the tower.

About 200 years passed like that, with it becoming routine for visitors to bring him news of the tower’s worsening state.

Then, one day

“Amur-nim, have you heard? The Locusts have invaded the 67th floor of the Tower, which is ruled by the Lizard Kingdom.”

The visitor brought the worst news yet, far worse than usual.

The Locusts are back again after a hundred years, huh?

He thought that without dragon intervention, the Tower’s destruction wouldn’t be far off.

However

“The sturdy Blade Green Onions grown by the Great Black Dragon are currently being used to eradicate the Locusts.”

A few days later, another visitor brought news that completely defied Amur’s expectations.

“What? A dragon grows what?”

“Green onions. They’re green onions as sharp as blades…”

What nonsense is this?

A dragon growing green onions was already unbelievable, but using green onions to fight off the Locusts?!

Amur couldn’t understand it.

But

“They say the Locusts have been completely wiped out!”

Without direct intervention from a dragon, the Locusts were driven to extinction?!

“Many merchants were disappearing in the merchant passage, but it turns out it was fragments sent by the Apostle of Destruction! If not for the Great Black Dragon’s subordinate, Park Theo-nim…”

The Great Black Dragon has a subordinate from the cat tribe?! And that cat dealt with the fragments of the Apostle of Destruction?!

After that, the information brought to Amur by visitors became increasingly incomprehensible to him.

However, one thing was clear: despite Amur’s broken spirit, the situation in the tower had changed.

The tower was no longer plummeting towards rock bottom. It wasn’t gloomy anymore.

And

“The Red Ribbon Kingdom, which was destroyed by the Locusts, is now holding a founding ceremony.”

“There was a party on the 99th floor of the tower recently, and there was so much delicious food.”

The information visitors brought after that was consistently hopeful and bright.

The atmosphere of the tower had completely reversed. The tower that had been tilting towards destruction was now soaring. No- soaring wasn’t enough to describe it.

It was ascending!

And

“It’s all thanks to the Great Black Dragon, Park Sejun-nim.”

“The Great Black Dragon, Park Sejun-nim…”

Who are you, Park Sejun, the one who made the Black Tower ascend?

A flame of curiosity about Sejun, the source of this massive shift, started to kindle within Amur’s previously extinguished heart.

He can’t be a dragon.

The Black Dragon bears the family name ‘Pritani’. They don’t use names like that.

Or maybe it’s a dragon’s playful trick of changing their name? But then they wouldn’t be referred to as the Great Black Dragon…

As Amur listened to the information visitors brought into his home, his curiosity about Sejun grew.

“Amur-nim, these are crops grown by Sejun-nim.”

Recently, Mimyr, a legendary merchant who wanted to leave a good impression on Amur, had gifted him crops cultivated by Sejun.

Cultivator: Black Tower’s Tower Farmer Park Sejun (Human from Earth)

A Tower Farmer?!

Not a dragon, but someone from Earth?!

As an Apostle of Creation, Amur could see more information from crops than others, and he realized that Sejun was a very ordinary being.

Could a mere Tower Farmer change the tower this much?!

At the same time, Amur was reminded of Emila Ibenes, the first Apostle of Creation, who always tended to her garden when she wasn’t fighting.

His senior who just smiled at questions about why she grew such things. His senior who didn’t give up despite fighting 1000 years longer than them.

So she was fighting too.

Amur began to think that maybe battle wasn’t the only sacred duty.

Whether it was due to the shame of his broken will or the blazing flame rising in his heart, Amur’s face grew hot.

“…It’s time to return.”

To reclaim his identity as the second Apostle of Creation, not as the designer Amur Lange, Amur began preparing his gear for his return.

“I guess I’ll have to accept one last guest before I go.”

He sensed a powerful magic approaching from afar.

“Soon, Iona, the Wizard of Great Destruction, will be here. Send her to me when she arrives.”

Amur ordered his servant to relay the message to the guard and waited.

“Kyoot-kyoot-kyoot.”

Through the window, he saw a small, white hamster cheerfully humming as it approached the mansion.

A being already perfect.

But

Quite perfect indeed. What’s that soul with her?

To Amur’s eyes, a few shortcomings were visible.

I should prepare a few gifts. If I’m lucky, she could end up being the youngest.

Amur began preparing a few gifts as he observed Iona.

He still didn’t know that the most powerful youngest apostle, someone whom all the Apostles of Creation couldn’t defeat even if they combined their strength, had already joined.

***

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

As Sejun arrived at the White Tower

“Sejun-hyung~!”

Ajax, who had been eagerly waiting by the waypoint, immediately jumped into Sejun’s arms.

Though he tried to reduce the impact by lessening his strength as much as possible and casting several protective spells to cushion the blow

“Urk!”

The sunfish Sejun always defied expectations.

[You have received a fatal attack.]

[You are in an invincible state.]

[No damage has been taken.]

Thankfully, thanks to the invincibility effect, he survived once again. Of course, with Sejun’s numerous skills and powers, he wouldn’t have died anyway. He wouldn’t… right?

Thus, Sejun endured Ajax’s hug attack.

But

Gooooooo.

It wasn’t over yet. Now it was time to withstand Ajax’s overwhelming energy.

However

“Ajax, have you been well?”

“Yes! Hyung!”

Sejun wasn’t significantly affected by Ajax’s energy.

Thanks to his improved stats and the skills, talents, titles, and powers he had acquired, Sejun was able to withstand Ajax’s energy.

“Ajax-nim, good see you, meow!”

Of course, the biggest help in withstanding Ajax’s energy was none other than Theo, who had quietly come out of the Void Storage and clung to Sejun’s lap, absorbing and diverting Ajax’s energy.

Kueng!

[Long time no see!]

Following Theo, Cuengi also greeted Ajax.

The rest of the Blackie family stayed inside the Void Storage. Sejun had left them there to play so they wouldn’t get hurt by Ajax’s overwhelming energy.

“Here, super sunfish, eat this while you wait.”

Sejun handed them some roasted and dried sweet potatoes, hoping to prevent a repeat of last time, when they turned the Void Storage into chaos.

A little while later

Chomp, chomp, chomp.

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As Blackie happily munched on the roasted sweet potatoes,

Come to think of it, super sunfish?! Something feels offensive!

The name Sejun had just called them by earlier bothered him.

‘It’s the butler’s fault! He made me feel bad!’

Hehe. Time to show the anger of the Great Blackie.

Kking!

[Guys, let’s play!]

Blackie, who had been itching to play around, found the perfect excuse.

Unaware that Blackie was about to wreak havoc in the Void Storage,

“Here, eat this.”

Sejun handed over 1,000 pancakes he had brought to Ajax.

“Wow! Thanks, hyung! I’ll enjoy them!”

Right on the spot, Ajax devoured three pancakes in no time.

“Hehe, so delicious!”

His face was full of joy, and his tail wagged vigorously in excitement.

“Ajax, let’s sit here and eat.”

Meanwhile, Sejun spread out a green onion leaf mat and called Ajax over.

“Drink this too.”

“Yeah, hyung!”

Ajax downed the chocolate milk Sejun had handed him in one gulp, getting ready to properly eat the pancakes.

Originally, Ajax would have eaten alone, but

“Hyung! Cuengi! Let’s eat together!”

After spending time with Sejun, Ajax had learned that food tastes even better when shared.

“Theo, you don’t need to eat, right?”

“Of course not, meow! I, the Hybrid Vice Chairman Theo, only eat the grilled fish and churu made by Chairman Park, meow!”

“Got it.”

He also learned to respect others’ preferences.

As they were all enjoying their delicious pancakes together

“Ajax, we’re planning to head down to the 67th floor of the tower later.”

Sejun mentioned the reason he had come to the White Tower.

“The 67th floor? Are you going to look for the sun?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh! That sounds fun!”

At Sejun’s words, Ajax’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

“Do you want to come too, Ajax?”Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Of course! If Sejun-hyung is going, I have to go too! I’m part of our group, aren’t I?”

Sejun hyung, you meanie! Not taking me along!

Ajax shouted in response to Sejun’s question, his eyes welling up with tears.

“Of course, I want to bring you, Ajax. But if you go, the residents of the 67th floor might get hurt.”

You’d crush them just by being there, Ajax.

As Sejun stroked Ajax’s head while saying this

“Then should I ask my grandpa to drive out all the residents of the 67th floor?”

Ajax, now calmed by Sejun’s touch, asked seriously. That’s how much he wanted to go to the 67th floor with Sejun.

“No. How would Ajax feel if someone told you to get out of here?”

“Hmm… I’d be super mad. I’d breathe fire on them right away!”

Ajax, after pondering Sejun’s question for a moment, puffed out his chest as if he were about to unleash a breath attack and responded.

“What if even Ajax’s breath attack doesn’t work?”

“Huh… Then would I get kicked out?”

“That’s right. And how would you feel if you got kicked out?”

“I’d be sad. I worked so hard to make this tomato field here…”

Ajax looked around at the field of bright white cherry tomatoes spread out around him.

“Exactly. The residents of the 67th floor would feel the same. And unlike you, they don’t have a breath attack, so they wouldn’t even be able to fight back.”

“I get it. I won’t go.”

Being the smart Ajax that he was, he understood Sejun’s intentions and replied in a dejected voice. Even though he understood, he couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

“In return, I’ll come back after I find the sun. Then, let’s have a meat party.”

“Really?!”

At Sejun’s promise to return, Ajax’s face immediately brightened up.

With that, Sejun managed to protect both the safety of the 67th-floor residents and Ajax’s smile. Though he couldn’t protect the meat- yet.

“Alright, we’ll be back soon.”

“Okay, hyung! Hehe, I’ll prepare for the meat party!”

“Alright.”

Sejun then put Theo and Cuengi back into the Void Storage.

Swish.

He opened up the land deed for the 67th floor of the White Tower and disappeared.

“Haak! You disobeyed Chairman Park’s orders, meow! We need to clean up quickly, meow! Chairman Park hates this, meow!”

Kueng! Kueng!

[Blackie, let’s clean up quickly! We need to have everything spotless before Dad opens the door!]

Meanwhile, inside the Void Storage, Theo and Cuengi were busy cleaning up the mess the Blackie family had made.

Hehe, It’s so great to have older brothers!

Blackie thought to himself how great it was to have older brothers who would always help clean up after his mess.

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