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(20)","solo-farming-in-the-tower-chapter-744",744,"\u003Cp>Black Tower, 1st Floor\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There, da yo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the scent trail, Queng led the group to a discarded building in a corner of the first floor of the Black Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they approached—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nya?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A foul stench hit them, and the party quickly donned gas masks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puhuhut. Still, it’s nothing compared to the poop-smell of the great hybrid Chairman Park, nya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theo proudly declared that this smell didn’t hold a candle to Sejun’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Vice Chairman Theo, don’t call me ‘great’ while talking about poop.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling mocked, Sejun scolded Theo, who had puffed up with pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why, nya?! Of course I should call the great hybrid Chairman Park ‘great’, nya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theo looked genuinely confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because you keep attaching ‘poop smell’ to it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun clarified with a sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puhuhut. Got it, nya! I’ll call it ‘the scent of the great hybrid Chairman Park’s bowel movement’ from now on, nya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, you brat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nya! Don’t take off my mask, nya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun, enraged, tried to remove Theo’s gas mask, but Theo easily dodged every attempt with nimble movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhk. Shhk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the two bickered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. The analysis results are in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iona received the results of the scent analysis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. Sejun-nim, we’ve identified the culprit. The smell belongs to a honey badger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...You mean, honey badger?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun froze, mid-mask tug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A honey badger? Wasn’t that the notoriously vicious animal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered reading about them online. Ferocious and fearsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, the culprit was confirmed to be a honey badger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kkyut? I sense traces of teleportation magic. Judging by the energy signature, it was used about a week ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iona detected residual mana and began analyzing the pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. Power of the dimensions, open the gate to the coordinates. Portal!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extracting the coordinates, Iona opened a portal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her achievement drew praise—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puhuhut. Detective Iple, excellent work, nya! Brilliant, nya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theo showered Iona with praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beaming at the compliments, Iona looked elated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great work, Detective Iple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Queng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Detective Iple, amazing job, da yo!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squeak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Not quite as good as the great Detective Kapang, but still respectable!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone praised Iona—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in her mind, only Theo’s words echoed on loop:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puhuhut. Detective Iple, excellent work, nya! Brilliant, nya!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puhuhut. Detective Iple, excellent work, nya! Brilliant, nya!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing through the portal, they arrived at—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You have arrived on the 53rd floor of the Brown Tower.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Brown Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait—another mage capable of cross-tower teleportation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe. Let’s hire them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puhuhut. Time to stamp a contract, nya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun and Theo had the exact same thought. Chairman and Vice Chairman of Sejun Company—truly in sync.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Queng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I smell it again, da yo!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following Queng’s lead, the group tracked the scent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Queng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The trail ends here, da yo!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about 5 km, the scent vanished again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. I found traces of another teleportation spell here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The culprit had erased their trail again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cautious bastard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. Looks like it was used about five days ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were gaining. Soon they’d catch up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A while later, Iona opened another portal and the group stepped through again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kindergarten of Destruction\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yaaaawn. Hehehe. Slept well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen stretched with a wide yawn. It was meant to look clumsy and human, but her beauty and dragon’s innate grace made even that seem elegant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even stretching and yawning looked royal on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun, who had to stand next to this flawless being, was the only one feeling wronged. Her presence made him look even uglier by contrast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe. Gotta eat chocolate cake to wake up properly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still half-asleep, Aileen trudged toward the kitchen. She flung open the freezer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having gotten used to Earth tech like refrigerators, Aileen now operated them like second nature. She still missed magic’s instant effects, but she didn’t mind the wait anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took out a frozen chocolate cake and stabbed a fork into it, shoving a chunk into her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold and sweet—melting together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hehehe. Cold and sweet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a bright smile, Aileen fully woke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was munching happily—already five slices deep (usually she needed a full cake to be satisfied)—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wondang-nim, what are you eating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looks delicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mangmang-i, who had woken up early, stared longingly at the cake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. Sejun said only I could have this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen drew a hard line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Waaah! Mangmang-i wants it too! I want cake!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her rejection made Mangmang-i burst into tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph. Cry all you want.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen firmly declared, but then pulled out some rice cake from her subspace, drenched it in honey, and—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stuffed it into Mangmang-i’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Waaah... huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Munch. Munch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mangmang-i instinctively chewed. The honey’s sweetness spread in his mouth, ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) and he began giggling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, awakened by the noise, the other kids flooded into the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?! Mangmang-i’s eating something alone?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nangnang-i wants some too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pangpangi wants that too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excited by the rice cake, the kids started clamoring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Line up. Now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen commanded firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The children instantly formed a line—nothing like the chaos when Sejun was around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun's presence felt relaxed and free; Aileen’s exuded authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Aileen distributed rice cakes dipped in honey—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bell rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who could that be?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen walked to the entrance and opened the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello. Are you the director here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged woman in fancy clothes greeted her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, Aileen viewed any human outside of Sejun and his family as beneath her. But this time, she chose to be gracious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. What brings you here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She even used a relatively polite tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What brings you here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To someone who didn’t know her, it came off as haughty. Her beauty and overwhelming aura didn’t help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calm down, Lee Myeong-suk! You’re the director of Hwanggung Kindergarten, the best in Hannam-dong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman, Lee Myeong-suk, had come to scope out the new Kindergarten of Destruction and assess its threat to her prestigious school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She swallowed her annoyance. Raising her voice would only stir up rumors—and in this neighborhood, that could ruin reputations fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But deep down, something primal warned her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some instinct told her that if she got angry, something terrible would happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unaware of this inner fear, Lee Myeong-suk forced a proud smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hohoho. I run a kindergarten nearby too. I thought we could get to know each other.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see. A good decision. I’ll allow you to tour our kindergarten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hehehe. So the great Black Dragon Aileen Pritani’s kindergarten is already famous, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen, beaming, assumed the woman had come to learn from her excellence and led her inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Lee Myeong-suk entered the Kindergarten of Destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s huge... three times the size of Hwanggung. The land alone must cost a fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was immediately overwhelmed by the size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wondang-nim, who’s this lady?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re weak! Totally weak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Weak human! Become my minion!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kids—wild, boisterous, blunt—shocked her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Lee Myeong-suk, this wasn’t a kindergarten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the jungle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here. Enjoy this while you look around.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aileen handed her a cup of coffee and a slice of her precious chocolate cake—an extraordinary act of generosity, considering Aileen’s appetite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lee Myeong-suk sipped the coffee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my! Isn’t this from Queng’s Café?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Queng brewed it this morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?! Queng did?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She brings in Queng every morning for fresh brews?! Even the richest chairmen in Hannam-dong haven’t pulled that off!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gawked in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, where did you get this cake?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph! It’s not for sale. Only our vice-director can make it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This cake... so soft, sweet, perfect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is the vice-director some celebrity chef?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With every bite, her shock deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The facilities, the food—everything surpassed Hwanggung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She started to panic. Their “0-tier” status was under threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But facilities and food aren’t everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The essence of a kindergarten is education.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In education, Hwanggung has the upper hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking back on the kids’ behavior, she smiled confidently. We can’t lose there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director of the Kindergarten of Destruction, would you be interested in participating in a sports day event at Hwanggung in a month?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A sports day?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. But to make it fun, we’ll have teams from each kindergarten compete. What do you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hohoho. Our Hwanggung students are trained by former national athletes. We’ll crush them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to suppress her smug grin, she laid her trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A battle, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I, Aileen Pritani, the great Black Dragon, never back down from a challenge—no matter how trivial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very well. Your courage is commendable. I accept the challenge. Name your events.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1406,"2026-06-06T17:08:58.909Z",1,"novelbin.me","12aed0077db75bc8c9f59d895486ec030982a7f86b09f23b0dd485ed622257b0","solo-farming-in-the-tower-chapter-745","solo-farming-in-the-tower-chapter-743",835,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsolo-farming-in-the-tower-cover.jpg"]