[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-solo-farming-in-the-tower":3,"chapter-solo-farming-in-the-tower-solo-farming-in-the-tower-chapter-786":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Solo Farming In The Tower",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1751820,2237,"Vol 2. Chapter 62: Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! (62)","solo-farming-in-the-tower-chapter-786",786,"\u003Cp>Evening at the Kindergarten of Destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clap. Slap. Clap. Slap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bat-Bat, how’s this rhythm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After putting Taecho to bed, Sejun tapped his palms and Theo’s belly, asking Bat-Bat—who was digesting after eating fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun and his group were composing music. They were determined to become real songwriters, ones who actually received royalties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puhuhu~ It's excellent, nya! With this, we could earn 10,000 Tower Coins in royalties, nya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Hybrid Chairman Park is always amazing, nya!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theo praised Sejun’s music—despite the fact only one line existed so far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For reference, considering the current exchange rate of Tower Coins was 2 million won each, the royalties Theo mentioned came out to 2 billion won. Completely absurd for a debut composer. But of course, Theo would somehow make it happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kkuhehehe. Queng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hehehe. Dad, Queng will play with his belly too, da-yo!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump. Thump. Thump.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Queng proudly offered his belly and tapped it with his front paws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kihihit! Ngh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heehee~ Servant! Give Kkobang a part too!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jingle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sejun, trust in Kkobang, the master of rhythm who can switch between regular and syncopated beats freely!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kkamang worked hard to pitch Kkobang’s talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kyuu-Kyuu—‘Master’ isn’t a word to use for something like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Kkobang’s word choice rubbed Iona the wrong way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jingle! Cling!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I deeply apologize for offending Iona! Let’s change the title to ‘Rhythm Killer Kkobang’ instead!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected of the Bell-Talent holder—he immediately backtracked and corrected himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, the scene around Sejun turned lively with a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Bat-Bat: Sejun, that’s a bit plain...)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clap. Slap-slap. Clap. Slap. Clap-clap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(How about switching it up like this?)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bat-Bat cautiously offered his opinion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh. That’s good! You really are Singer-King Bat-Bat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Bat-Hehet. Not at all. I just tweaked what you gave me a little. It’s only good because your rhythm was already solid.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe. Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, I’ve always wanted to try songwriting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe I really do have a gift for composition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bat-Bat’s humble reply quickly inflated Sejun’s ego.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bat-Bat, then how about this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ddi-dda-dda. Thump~ddat. Clap. Ddat. Drururur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun began playing a wild rhythm on Theo and Queng’s bellies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, Bat-Bat demonstrated his true musical genius by turning even Sejun’s chaos into a pleasant beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ngh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Bat-Bat, when does Kkobang get to shake the bell?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Sejun wouldn’t give in, Kkamang started pitching to Bat-Bat instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Bat-Bat was the real decision-maker. Sejun just nodded along to whatever Bat-Bat suggested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jingle! Jingle! Jingle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Bat-Bat! Please just give me one chance and I’ll jingle like my life depends on it! Jingle! Jingle!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kkobang shook his bell with all his might to prove himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Bat-Bat: Got it. I’ll signal you when it’s your time to shine.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jingle! Jingle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes! Thank you so much!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kkobang finally got a part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they continued composing through the night—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gororong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyurorong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kurorong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kkirorong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone gradually fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now that the composition’s done, all that’s left is the lyrics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Bat-Bat: Yes. You worked hard, Sejun.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe. Nah. You did more, Bat-Bat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exchanging compliments, the two started writing lyrics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(A cool breeze cools your sweat. Looks like you’ve been running hard.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bat-Bat sang the finished song for the guide recording.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lyrics compared life to running a race—offering comfort that after hardship, a second wind would come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After wrapping up the recording—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To send this to agencies, I need to make a new Stargram account first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked a name that screamed “composer energy”:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>sjbb_music\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combining Sejun’s initials (SJ) and Bat-Bat’s (BB), with “music” at the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided to call it “Sujububu Music” out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sujububu Music... Wow. That’s a really good name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun spoke the name of his newly founded label aloud, praising himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hello. This is Park Sejun, CEO of Sujububu Music. I’m sending this because we made an insanely amazing song. Please listen and contact us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wrote a message with some genuine effort and sent it via DM.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All done. Oh—need to attach the file.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He almost forgot the most important part: the song itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun searched his phone and attached the recording.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[1.mp3]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The file name wasn’t the song title, just a note that it was the first one he made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sending it to dozens of agencies—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Ba-yawm...)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bat-Bat, who had been watching from the side, yawned and rubbed his eyes with his wings. Morning had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Bat-Hehet. Sejun, I’m going to sleep now. I had so much fun making a song with you.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me too. Let’s do it again next time. Sleep well, Bat-Bat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun cupped Bat-Bat’s small body in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rub. Rub.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gently rubbed Bat-Bat’s belly with his thumbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Bat-Hehe...)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bat-Bat purred, enjoying the belly rubs—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baa-ro-roong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and soon fell asleep, snoring softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Bat-Bat was asleep—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too early to sleep myself... Guess I’ll make snacks?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun headed to the kitchen and began preparing snacks: boiled fish paste to make churu, steamed rice cakes, roasted sweet potatoes, roasted peanuts, and cakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cake flavors included: chocolate, cheese, strawberry, kiwi, peach, blueberry... a total of 20 varieties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hour later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehehe. Nice. This should be enough snacks for the week.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun looked at the mountain of snacks with a satisfied smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now for breakfast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began cooking again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little while later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good morning, Sejun.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ddonddan-nim, give me food!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning at the Kindergarten of Destruction had begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Green Tower, 65th Floor\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bwaaak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Smash!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whimper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groan... cough...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ugh... That was... a good match...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking a hammer blow to the side, the Green Gnoll boss, Gnollnoll, gasped out his final words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bwaaak! Bwaaak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes! Thank you for fighting me!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blacktorch bowed in gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the other four towers were connected to the Black Tower, Blacktorch, Shaki, and Ddoongi were traveling to the other towers and sparring with the locals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being from the Black Tower, most residents were initially cautious or hostile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bwaaak?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[By the way, do you know someone named Park Sejun?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course! Who doesn’t know Chairman Park of Sejun Company, protected by the Great Green Dragon, Ophelia Eolg? Why do you ask?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bwaaak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[He’s my uncle!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? How can I believe that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bwaaak...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[This is the tattoo he gave me, and this is the badge from Uncle Theo...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blacktorch, Shaki, and Ddoongi showed off their dragon tattoos and Theo’s compliment badge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s true?! You’re the Chairman’s nephew? What an honor. Please make yourself at home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they proved their connection to Sejun, the locals became warm and welcoming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few days traveling around the other towers, Blacktorch realized—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His uncle was really famous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just in the Black Tower—Sejun’s name carried weight in every tower. The uncle who once endured training under the Bull King now felt enormous to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Three carrot noodles, please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bwaaak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes, coming right up!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll become just like my uncle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While preparing noodles, Blacktorch made his vow. To fund the trip, they kept running their food cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard the carrot dishes here are amazing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you see the line? This place is legendary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The queue stretched about 500 meters—some customers were locals, others tower tourists like Blacktorch himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Word of the “Black-White-White” Food Cart operated by Blacktorch, Shaki, and Ddoongi began spreading across the five towers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The name came from the colors of the trio, in that order. Blacktorch’s naming skills were clearly inherited from Sejun (for better or worse).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With food and naming talent—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blacktorch was slowly becoming more like Sejun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell?! Who said you could set up shop here?! If you want to run a business, you’ve gotta pay protection money to me, Tutu the Underworld Headbutt King of the Green Boar Tribe!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bwaaak! Bwaaak!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Don’t care! Come at me!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the food cart attracted not just customers but also local thugs—giving Blacktorch plenty of battle experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten days had passed since Sejun started submitting one song per day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why hasn’t anyone replied?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun checked his phone, growing anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was confident at first, but with each silent day, his self-assurance shrank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe I’m just not known enough?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should I advertise?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Putting up ads in a high-traffic area might help...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. Our company is all about musical integrity. No ads.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When exactly did he decide that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either way, Sejun crossed that option off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about using connections?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through Sedol’s girlfriend Sera of Moonlight Fairy, he could get his song to one of Korea’s top three labels, DD Entertainment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it comes to that, might as well just buy a label.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want to go that far. Too much hassle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[A quest has occurred.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Quest: Locate the [Child of Creation Tainted by Destruction] attempting to destroy and bring them to the Kindergarten of Destruction.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reward: Increases [Earring of Radiant Darkness] capacity by 5%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earth (Lv. 6) evolution EXP +1.2%\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A message appeared before Sejun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I need a break anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guys, let’s go pick up the new kid!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun called his companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puhuhu~ Sounds great, nya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Queng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ngh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yay!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone clung to Sejun’s body and got ready to depart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short while later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You have arrived on the 1st Floor of the Black Tower.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun and his group entered the Black Tower. It was fine to open the gate to the tenth tower from Earth—but dimensional gates were still risky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Levels 8 and 9 were manageable, but connecting to a Level 10 world could be catastrophic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If unlucky, Earth might get absorbed—or torn apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Bat-Bat: I’ll open it now!)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bat-Bat opened the dimensional gate to .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks, Bat-Bat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rub. Rub.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun rubbed Bat-Bat’s belly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Baa-ro-roong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and put him back to sleep. He needed to be well-rested to help with songwriting later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puhuhu~ Roger that, nya!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun and his companions stepped through the gate into .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You have arrived in the Level 5 world .]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A Level 5 world, huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sejun surveyed the area [N O V E L I G H T] with a hint of arrogance. At his current level, he was on par with an average person from a Level 8 world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the heroes of Level 5 were weaker than him. Though sometimes, strange exceptions popped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Puhuhu~ The great hybrid Chairman Park shall scout this side, nya! Vice-Chairman Theo, reporting!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. I’ll cover this side!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Queng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Then Queng will take this side, da-yo!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without Sejun's orders, Theo, Iona, and Queng immediately began scouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kihihit. Ngh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heehee~ The mighty Kkamang will protect the servant!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kkamang sat down with his butt pressed to Sejun’s foot, guarding him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirorong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and promptly fell asleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, Kkamang was not to be relied on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kkamang oppa, you sleeping? You’re supposed to play with Taecho!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taecho followed Sejun, grabbing Kkamang’s cheek to wake him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ngh...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[So sleepy...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kkamang didn’t budge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heehee~ That’s okay! Then you can come along with me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taecho picked him up like a stuffed animal and dragged him around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Daddy, you come too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taecho grabbed Sejun’s hand with her free one and excitedly explored the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Taecho’s Journal]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, Daddy, Kkamang, and I explored a world called . We didn’t find treasure. But when Daddy sang a song...\u003C\u002Fp>",1847,"2026-06-06T17:08:59.535Z",1,"novelbin.me","0df51f6f3a8e7f5a56b4071bb28a0eaa816c8ef7f165239043b03e776877b2fb","solo-farming-in-the-tower-chapter-570","solo-farming-in-the-tower-chapter-785",835,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsolo-farming-in-the-tower-cover.jpg"]