Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 11Vol 2. : Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! ()
99th Floor of the Black Tower.
As Pink Fur prepared to descend the tower—
“Oh! I had something to give to Lord Sejun!”
“Me too! I don’t remember what it was right now, but I’ll probably remember once I see him!”
“Same here, probably!”
A few Black Minotaurs tried to quietly join Pink Fur on her way down the tower.
If Pink Fur left, someone else would have to spar with the Bull King.
So they were prepared to do anything just to escape the 99th floor. And going to see Sejun, who made delicious porridge? That was a fantastic choice. No—the best choice.
“No.”
Of course, their attempt was stopped cold by a single word from the Bull King.
As if he’d just let them escape training.
How dare they try to run from training?
“All right. You lot, start training. Now.”
The Bull King called out only the would-be deserters and put them through intense drills.
Only endless discipline could lead the Black Minotaurs to Creta, the paradise said to be filled with brave Black Minotaur warriors.
The Bull King had no intention of leaving anyone behind.
That was the only way to reunite with the family they had lost.
Even if they were separated now—there, they could meet again.
As he watched the Black Minotaurs continue their reluctant training, the Bull King asked:
“Wu Il, how long have we been in this tower?”
He addressed his second-in-command, Wu Il.
“Hmm. I think it’s been about 500 years.”
“Already that long?”
“Yes. So now, you should pass the crown to me and take some rest.”
“Pfft. Don’t be ridiculous. Beat me once first, then we’ll talk.”
“Sounds good!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Il launched into a body tackle against the Bull King.
“Only your dirty tricks have improved.”
Slam!
The Bull King easily took the hit, leapt into the air, and smashed Wu Il’s head into the ground.
“It’s not dirty tricks—it’s tactical flexibility!”
Still standing on his hands like a true heir to the Bull King, Wu Il pushed off the ground and threw a dropkick at the Bull King’s chin.
Thud.
But the Bull King caught it just in time. Wu Il used the recoil to regain his footing and immediately threw a right hook.
The back-and-forth clash continued—
“Ahh! Stop hitting me! I surrender! I surrender already!”
As always, it ended with the Bull King pummeling Wu Il into submission.
Moments later—
Thud.
“Ugh... I’m dying.”
Wu Il collapsed on the floor while the Bull King stood above him, catching his breath in silence.
“Bull King, do you remember back then?”
“Back then? Oh... yeah. Back then, you were really ugly.”
“No, not that! I meant when we first entered the tower with you. You held our hands and promised we’d get to see our families again.”
“Ah... I did say that.”
The Bull King scratched his head awkwardly, a dark expression clouding his face as he gazed into the distant sky.
“Please don’t let that weigh on you. We’re not kids anymore—we know how the world works. We’re not the same crying brats we used to be.”
“Yeah... thanks.”
The Bull King gave a bitter smile at Wu Il’s attempt to ease his burden.
“Still... I’d like to visit Labyrin one more time. I was too young—I don’t really remember what it was like.”
“It was a good place...”
A faint joy, and deep regret, tinged the Bull King’s expression as he remembered the world they came from: Labyrin.
Could he have saved more of them?
Every time he thought of that day, waves of remorse came crashing in.
Oh? A scoop?
Buzz.
Drawn by the scent of a big story, BeeNews reporter Honeybee No. 13,124 hovered around the Bull King. But the only information he got was that the Black Minotaurs were from Labyrin. Nothing more.
Too bad.
With a hint of disappointment, Honeybee No. 13,124 still made the most of what he had:
[Black Tower 99F, Honeybee No. 13,124: [BeeNews Exclusive!] The Black Minotaurs’ home world revealed to be <Labyrin>!]
Even if it didn’t earn him money, he was thrilled—
Over 20,000 readers saw my article!
Honeybee No. 13,124 continued his work, sustained by the joy of growing readership.
Then—
“Hey! Honeybee No. 13,124! The Queen wants you immediately.”
Another honeybee called out to him.
“Huh? The Queen?”
“Yeah. She says your output has been terrible lately.”
Of course—this was the price of ignoring his duties to chase stories.
“Ah... what do I do...”
With heavy flaps of worried wings, Honeybee No. 13,124 flew back to the hive.
***
Kuhohoho.
Queng is going to love this!
Carrying the tuna lunchbox for Queng, Pink Fur made her way down the tower.
“Oh?! Miss Pink Fur, hello! Kids, say hi!”
“Hello! I’m Elpo!”
“Hello! I’m Elcogi!”
Pink Fur greeted Elka on the 88th floor, who had kids riding on his back, and they traveled together.
Then—
Rustle, rustle!
[Miss Pink Fur, hello! Kids, say hi!]
On the 83rd floor, she met the porcupine leader Godori and his children, who joined them.
Moving again—
“Miss Pink Fur, greetings. Everyone, say hello.”
On the 79th floor, she met the baby birds from the Kingdom of Cobe and their guardian bird.
Not long after—
Ook! Ook!
[Miss Pink Fur, greetings! Kids, greet her properly!]
On the 77th floor, the banana monkey village chief Ukil and his young monkeys joined them. The group following Pink Fur grew larger and larger.
Later—
“Ah! Greetings! Pakoo greets Miss Pink Fur! Kids, bow properly like I do!”
On the 59th floor, the Green Goblin Pakoo joined them with young goblins in tow.
Something’s wrong.
Pink Fur began to worry. Maybe she shouldn’t go all the way to the 1st floor like this.
Still, she kept walking.
Then—
Squeak! Squeak? Squeak.
[Miss Pink Fur, hello! Are you also going to see Lord Sejun? It’s me. Kids, greet your Aunt Pink Fur.]
At the 55th floor, Wolgang showed up with a hundred baby rabbits.
What should I do?
Pink Fur’s concern deepened.
If she arrived with this whole crowd, she might be the one blamed for everything.
Her anxiety only grew.
What if Queng feels uncomfortable seeing Lord Sejun because of me?!
That couldn’t happen!
When her worry reached even Queng—
Thud.
Pink Fur came to a sudden stop.
Thump. Bump. Bonk.
Those following behind her bumped into her fluffy back, but thanks to her soft fur, no one was seriously hurt.
They had stopped on the 42nd floor of the Black Tower. The place where Pink Fur’s child had breathed his last.
Maybe... this is fate.
Kuong.
[Everyone, follow me.]
Thud. Thud.
With a firm voice, Pink Fur led the group into the 42nd floor.
[Felix Kindergarten]
Pink Fur founded a kindergarten and named it Felix—the name she had planned to give her son on his thousandth day of life.
The adults who had followed her all became teachers, each passing on what they were best at.
And just like that, Felix Kindergarten came to be.
No one imagined that one day, it would become the most prestigious kindergarten in the entire Black Tower—no, across the Nine Towers.
(Of course, Sejun’s Kindergarten of Destruction was excluded due to its nonstandard admission requirements.)
And—
Kuhehehe. Queng!
[Hehehe! Mommy sent me a tuna lunchbox!]
Queng safely received the lunchbox Pink Fur had sent via Elka.
“Nya? Queng, let’s grill that up, nya!”
Queng!
[No way! Mommy packed this just for Queng!]
Theo tried to sneak a bite of Queng’s tuna.
“Why are you eyeing someone else’s lunchbox? Vice Chairman Teo, I’ll make you a grilled fish bento.”
“Puhuhut! Got it, nya!”
Sejun cut in and defused the situation, and Theo cheerfully ran off.
“Puhuhut! Everyone, gather around! I’ve got something to brag about, nya!”
Meanwhile—
Kuhehehe. Queng!
[Hehehe! Daddy gets a bite, though!]
Queng secretly held out the giant tuna for Sejun to have a bite.
“Hehehe. Thanks. I’ll enjoy it.”
Sejun took a bite.
“Wow. That’s amazing! Queng, you gave your dad something this delicious?”
He acted like it was the tastiest thing he’d ever eaten.
Kuhehehe. Queng!
[Hehehe! Yup! Queng gave Daddy something super tasty!]
Nod, nod.
Queng beamed with pride. (Of course, it’s not exactly a secret that Queng finds everything delicious.)
While Sejun enjoyed his time with Queng—
“Puhuhut! The Great ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) Hybrid Chairman Park said he’d make me a grilled fish bento, nya!”
Theo boasted to Kkamang and Taecho. freewebnσvel.cѳm
Dash! Dash!
Kkihihit! Squeak!
[Hihit! Butler! The great Kkamang wants an ultra-flavored roasted sweet potato snack bento too!]
“Daddy! Me too! Taecho wants a bento too!”
Kkamang and Taecho ran to Sejun, begging for bentos after hearing Theo’s bragging.
Soon—
“Sejun, you made gimbap? What’s the occasion? It’s so good!”
“Puhuhut! Chairman Park’s grilled fish bento is the best, nya!”
“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. Half-and-half peanut bento is the best too!”
[Hehet. Even Lord Sejun’s sunshine aura tastes good!]
Kuhehehe. Queng!
[Hehehe! Eating Mommy’s tuna lunchbox and Daddy’s gimbap together—it’s perfect!]
(Bat-Bat! The fruit bento Lord Sejun made is delicious too!)
Kkihihit! Squeak!
[Hihit! The ultra-flavored roasted sweet potato snack bento the butler made is absolutely the best!]
“Hehehe! Daddy! Your gimbap is delicious! Taecho wants gimbap again tomorrow!”
Everyone who received Sejun’s lunchboxes ate with joyful expressions.
“Hehehe.”
I’ll eat the tastiest end-piece for myself.
Sejun smiled, happily eating the end of a gimbap roll.
If they like lunchboxes this much... maybe I should plan a picnic sometime.
He started browsing his smartphone, looking for good picnic spots, when—
[Lord Park Sejun, Nutritionist of the Kindergarten of Destruction, has fed 13 “Children Tainted by Destruction.”]
[As a reward, your lifespan has increased by 13 hours.]
[You have earned 1.3 billion Tower Coins.]
[The Earth’s evolution EXP has increased by 0.013%.]
The meal for the Children of Creation had just concluded, and system messages appeared.
Hehehe. Feeding them really is worth it.
Sejun smiled proudly at the messages.
And then—
[The Earth’s evolution EXP has reached 100%.]
[Earth will now begin evolving into a Level 3 world.]
[Evolution will complete in 2 hours.]
The tiny amounts of accumulated EXP had finally reached the threshold. Earth’s evolution had begun.
Two hours later—
[Earth’s evolution is complete. It has become a Level 3 world.]
[All residents’ physical stats have increased by 20%, and potential has increased tenfold.]
[Due to the level-up of your home world, all of Tower Farmer Park Sejun’s stats have increased by 10%, and potential by 30%.]
Hehehe. I got a little stronger, huh?
With Earth’s evolution complete—
“Jjongjjong, want to arm wrestle your teacher?”
Sejun challenged the smallest, weakest one first.
Jjongjjong?
BAM!
“Guhh...”
He passed out instantly.
“Chairman Park, what were you thinking, nya?! Everyone, stomp him, nya!”
And so, Sejun got stomped on—just like always.
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