Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 697: Smack Pposabu’s Paws with All You’ve Got!

99th Floor of the Black Tower.

While the five siblings—Te-Bul-Kku-Bat-Kka—happily held onto their birthday coupons...

“Let’s see here.”

Sejun began examining the gifts they brought.

“Hehehe. Finally got them all.”

The first thing he checked was the Baby Puppet Icebloom. It immediately caught his eye.

Normally, the bitter cold of the herb would make it impossible for Sejun to even touch it, but Queng, worried it might harm him, had somehow made it... lukewarm(?)—so it was safe for now.

[Baby Puppet Icebloom]

A rare Icebloom that, by low probability, has gained spiritual energy. Its medicinal effect has drastically increased.

It is still immature, so the effect is currently low.

Upon consumption: All stats increase by 700, and a low-grade ice-attribute talent blooms. However, you will be cursed by the Baby Puppet Icebloom, halting all growth and causing constant shivering for one year.

A world was destroyed by this plant, resulting in immense karmic sin. (If consumed without resolving this karma, the sin will be inherited.)

Use Restriction: Lv. 100+, All Stats 50,000+

Grade: SSS

“Karmic sin?”

It destroyed a world? This tiny thing?

“Well, let’s plant it first.”

He had to grow them all to complete the quest.

Without reading too deep into the warning, Sejun hurried to the field where the Baby Spiritual Herbs were planted and sowed the Baby Puppet Icebloom carefully so its roots wouldn’t be damaged.

The quest didn’t end with just collecting the five Baby Spiritual Herbs—it only completed once they had all been cultivated into full-grown herbs.

Having arrived at the field—

“Here you go, little one.”

Sejun dug a hole and carefully planted the last baby herb.

“What’s this tablet?”

Next, Sejun examined the stone tablet.

[Alias: One Who Has Long Peered Into the Primordial] has discerned the essence of the stone tablet.]

Sejun’s eyes turned golden as the secret of the tablet revealed itself.

And then—

Oh! Only one left!

Soon I’ll be able to talk directly with Sejun-nim!

[System 371] cheered.

The tablet Theo had brought turned out to be the [Code 3] needed to access System 371.

Now Sejun had both [Code 2] and [Code 3] in hand.

“Hehehe.”

Where did Theo and Bat-Bat even find this?

Just wait, you damned system. I’m going to impeach you.

Imagining the joy of blasting away the biased System 371—

“This one’s meant to be eaten, right?”

He turned his gaze to Flamy’s final gift: the Golden Flame Apple.

[Golden Flame Apple]

???

Just like the Immortal Apple Flamy had gifted him before, the options couldn’t be read, even with primordial power. Unlike the Immortal Apple, though, it didn’t feel cool to the touch.

Shiver.

But it still gave him chills—this time not from cold, but from an instinctive sense of awe.

Should I eat this...?

Sejun, being a coward, got scared just looking at it.

“Wanna eat it?”

He cautiously offered the Golden Flame Apple to Podori.

[No! Absolutely not!]

Podori flat-out refused, eyes wide. Of course. If he ate the birthday present Flamy had given Sejun? He’d be lucky to escape with his existence intact.

“What the heck, just say no if you don’t want to eat it...”

Wounded by Podori’s squash-like firmness, Sejun pouted and absentmindedly toyed with the apple as he approached the Baby Puppet Flamebloom.

[Nope!]

Rejected again. Even a baby knew what not to mess with.

Twice denied, Sejun grumbled.

Fine! If you don’t want it, whatever! I’ll eat it myself!

Crunch.

In a burst of petty anger, he bit into the apple.

“Mmm. It’s good.”

He marveled at the taste.

[Adios.]

It’s going to get really hot.

Podori looked at him with pity.

[You have consumed the Golden Flame Apple.]

[All Stat Potential increases by 50,000.]

[All Stats increase by 3,000.]

[The sacred golden flame burns away impurities from your body.]

“Aaaaah! It’s hot!”

Fwoooosh.

Flames engulfed Sejun’s body as he underwent another round of Rebirth.

Just how many times had he done this already...?

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park is roasting nicely, nya!”

[Hehe~. Sejun-nim is going to be much healthier now.]

Kkuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe~! Daddy’s bad stuff is burning away!]

(Bat-Bat! Sejun-nim, hang in there!)

One by one, the group gathered around to watch.

They were all there to protect Sejun’s privacy after the Rebirth.

Kihihit. Kking! Kking!

[Heehee! Smells like meat! The butler’s grilling!]

...Though not everyone was respectful.

“You little—! Did you just call me grilled butler?!”

Sejun snapped, glaring at Kkamang. But thanks to a recent Rebirth, he managed to stay conscious through it.

A short while later—

Since there wasn’t much left to burn, the Rebirth ended in about an hour.

“Puhuhut. I, Vice Chairman Theo, shall protect the privacy of our Great Hybrid Chairman Park, nya!”

“Queng!”

[Queng will guard Daddy’s fried side too!]

Theo and Queng clung to Sejun’s body, guarding his dignity.

“...Just give me clothes already.”

Sejun, still covered front and back by Theo and Queng, mumbled in embarrassment and hurriedly «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» got dressed.

Once he was fully clothed—

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, I’m using my coupon now, nya! Extend my monopoly on your lap by two more years, nya!”

Kihihit. Kking!

[Heehee! Butler! Give the Great Kkamang 100 dried sweet potato jerky!]

Theo and Kkamang instantly cashed in their coupons, while Flamy, Queng, and Bat-Bat tucked theirs away for later use.

And then—

“Here. Take this. It’s a birthday gift.”

“Thanks. I brought one for you too.”

“Thank you. I’ll use it well.”

The other Tower residents began offering the gifts they’d brought.

It wasn’t just giving or receiving—it was mutual. It was everyone’s birthday party.

As the gift exchange naturally bloomed, the festive mood peaked—

Thud. Thud.

The Minotaur King approached Sejun.

Kyuk...

[Sejun-nim... I’m here...]

Dragging along the scruffed-up neck of Ppochie, dressed in a fancy groom outfit.

Sejun had warned the Minotaur King ahead of time to bring Ppochie the moment he showed up.

“Hehehe. Our newlywed Pposabu is here, huh?”

Sejun grinned wickedly as he greeted him.

Kyuk... Kyuuu...

[Y-yes... I’m sorry...]

Ppochie knew his sin and immediately bowed his head in apology.

But even with the apology, there was no forgiveness in Sejun’s eyes. That made Ppochie more nervous—and for good reason.

“Minotaur King, lay Pposabu down.”

Sejun forced Ppochie to lie down.

It was time to show him a traditional Korean welcome for newlyweds.

“Pposabu, this is something good for grooms. But... it might hurt a bit. Hehehe.”

Kyuk! Kyuk...

[No! I’m fi—]

Rejection denied!

Smack.

Crackle.

Kkyuuuuuk!

Sejun struck Ppochie’s paw with full force using Queng’s borrowed Thunderstick to demonstrate the ritual.

“Everyone, SMACK Pposabu’s paws! Relax your hits. Queng, seriously, go easy. Got it?”

He gave the group a warning as they prepared.

“Hehehe. One!”

“Puhuhut. Two, nya!”

[Hehe~. Three!]

Kkuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe~. Four, da yo!]

Kkyuuuuk!

(Bahehehet! Five!)

Kihihit. Kking!

[Heehee! Six!]

As Sejun and the others gleefully smacked Ppochie’s paws—

Kuoong.

[Sejun-nim, the wedding is about to start.]

Pink Fur called out to Sejun, and only then was Ppochie allowed to stand back up.

Kyuk. Kyuk. Kyuk.

[Sejun-nim, for your wedding, I’ll personally give you a groom’s welcome service. Specially.]

Ppochie said this while glaring at Sejun with vengeful eyes.

“Wait?! Me too?!”

Only then did Sejun realize that he might be next.

“Queng, if Daddy gets hit, you won’t just stand by, right?”

He looked at Queng with pleading eyes.

Queng! Queng!

[Of course not, da yo! If someone hits Daddy, Queng will punish them, da yo!]

Queng gave Sejun the answer he was hoping for.

“Hehehe. Pposabu, if you want to hit me, you’ll have to deal with my Queng first.”

Backed by Queng’s loyalty, Sejun spoke smugly, practically taunting Ppochie.

Kyuk!

[Tch!]

Frustrated, Ppochie made a face and headed toward the wedding hall.

“Kyut kyut kyut. I’ll go ahead too.”

Iona, the officiant, also hurried over.

And—

“Hehehe.”

Victory.

Sejun was beaming, full of pride from triumphing over Ppochie.

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, your face has rotted! Everyone, stomp it, nya!”

[Hehe~. Sejun-nim, that face is no good.]

Kkuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe~! Daddy’s making a wicked face again, da yo!]

(Bat-Bat! Sejun-nim, your expression is all wrong!)

Kihihit. Kking! Kking!

[Heehee! The butler’s face rotted again! Step on it!]

The whole group lunged at Sejun’s face.

As Sejun was stomped into the floor by his companions—

Chuy!

[The groom will now make his entrance!]

With the announcement by Archbishop Galchi of the Hamgod Church, the wedding ceremony began.

Dun dun da dun~ Dun dun da dun~

Accompanied by the Wedding March, Ppochie entered proudly in a black tuxedo, receiving cheers from all.

Kyukeke.

Gone was his earlier sulky face—he now looked like he owned the world.

Pposabu, may you be happy.

Sejun watched him with sincere wishes of happiness.

Next, the bride made her entrance.

With gentle music playing, Lala walked in, holding her father Raulro’s hand.

She wore a carrot-colored dress and carried a beautiful bouquet arranged by Pink Fur—carrot flowers with other blooms as accents.

As Lala and Raulro approached, Ppochie hurried out to greet them.

Raulro whispered something to Ppochie. In response, Ppochie nodded hard, though his expression was... a little bitter.

“What did he say?”

“Puhuhut. Raulro told Pposabu that if he ever makes Lala cry, he won’t forgive him, nya! And he also warned him never to create any slush funds, nya!”

“Oh.”

Sejun immediately understood why Ppochie looked so wronged.

Raulro had probably made one himself, yet told Ppochie not to. That was unfair.

With that, Raulro returned to his seat, and Ppochie and Lala stood before Iona.

“Kyut kyut kyut. Here we have one hamster and one rabbit coming together...”

Iona began the ceremony.

Having already officiated the wedding of Black Wolbok and Pyupyuu, she thought she could handle this one smoothly, but trouble came from an unexpected place.

Chuy! Chuy!

[Oh! To witness the true face of Hamgod! Ham-men!]

Jjibi! Jjibi!

[Hamgod Almighty! Ham-men!]

Jjik!

[Ham-men!]

With sparkling eyes, the hamsters kept yelling “Ham-men!” in awe every time Iona spoke, making it impossible to proceed.

“Kyuu-kyuu-kyuu—”

Eventually, a pissed-off Iona flared her mana.

Chuy! Chuy!

[Hamgod is angry! Everyone be quiet!]

Galchi the emcee had to step in and quiet the crowd.

······

The hamsters finally shut up.

But—

Why am I always the one officiating other people’s weddings?! I want to marry Theo too!!!

“Kyuu-kyuu-kyuu-kyuu-kyuu—!”

Iona’s rage didn’t subside—it only grew louder.

“Vice Chairman Theo, go handle her.”

“Puhuhut. Understood, nya!”

Theo rushed over and gently patted Iona’s head a few times.

“Kyut kyut kyut...”

And just like that, Iona’s anger melted away. They really were meant for each other.

With that, the ceremony continued.

“Now, the bride will throw the bouquet. Anyone who wants to catch it, please gather behind her.”

Thump-thump-thump!

Tens of thousands rushed behind Lala in hopes of catching her bouquet.

“Ahem.”

Guess I should get married too.

Sejun casually slipped into the crowd.

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, trust me, nya!”

Kkuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe~! Queng will catch the bouquet for Daddy, da yo!]

(Bat-Bat! I’ll snatch it right away!)

The group readied themselves to secure the bouquet for Sejun.

And then—

Chuy!

[The bouquet will be thrown on the count of three! One! Two! Three!]

Beep!

As Galchi counted down, Lala threw the bouquet.

At that moment—

Flash!

A dazzling burst of light exploded.

“Huh?!”

When the light faded, the bouquet had vanished.

“What the...?”

“Where did it go?!”

The guests looked around in confusion. They searched everywhere, but the bouquet had seemingly evaporated.

“My bouquet...”

Sejun muttered in disappointment.

And then—

“Nya?! The light blinded Vice Chairman Theo! I couldn’t see a thing, nya! Where did Chairman Park’s bouquet go, nya?!”

Queng!

[Queng couldn’t see anything either, da yo!]

(Bat-Bat. Sejun-nim, I’m weak to light too...)

The group dramatically overacted their way through it. Of course, clueless Sejun didn’t suspect a thing.

And with that little moment of chaos over the missing bouquet, the ceremony came to a close, and the wedding feast began.

Black Tower Administrator’s Quarters.

“Khehehe. So I just need to marry Sejun within the next six months?”

Aileen held the bouquet in her hand, smiling sweetly.