Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 59Vol 2. : Welcome to the Kindergarten of Destruction! ()
[Congratulations.]
[You have awakened by becoming a full-time employee of Sejun Company.]
[You are now Full-Time Employee No. 10,432,131 (F) of Sejun Company.]
[All stats have increased by 5 as a job trait.]
[As a job trait, your body will now change very slowly and gain physical resilience.]
[As a job trait, you won’t easily gain excess body fat.]
[As a job trait, you can purchase items sold by Sejun Company at a 5% discount.]
[As a job trait, wages and experience gained are multiplied by 1.5 during overtime, and doubled on weekends.]
[As a job trait, significant contributions increase your recognized working hours and may even grant a one-rank promotion.]
[You have acquired the Job Skill: Receive Salary (Lv. 1).]
[You have acquired the Job Skill: 40-Hour Workweek (Lv. 1).]
[Take heed.]
[The only way to leave Sejun Company is through death.]
Messages appeared before Choi Moran as she forcibly awakened through becoming a full-time Sejun Company employee.
Until now, [System SJC] had learned much from [System Eoksamchiri] and developed a thorough management system for handling Sejun Company employees.
And so, two job-exclusive skills were created just for full-time employees:
[Job Skill: Receive Salary] — Grants your paycheck no matter where you are on payday. As the level increases, both salary and bonuses rise. You can also choose to receive things other than Tower Coins.
[Job Skill: 40-Hour Workweek] — For each level gained, your weekly work capacity increases by 1 hour. This boosts your total working time.
Why would anyone want to increase working hours? Because once you pass 40 hours per week, overtime earnings and job promotions scale dramatically with your contributions. Your accumulated working hours determine your job rank.
For reference:
From F-Rank to E-Rank: 1,000 working hours required.
From E-Rank to D-Rank: 10,000 hours required.
Naturally, higher ranks come with greater perks.
Every promotion increases base stat growth and unlocks new job traits.
At E-Rank, you gain access to Sejun Company’s virtually nonexistent welfare policy.
At D-Rank, you gain access to <Earth>’s full-time employee communication network.
At C-Rank, you unlock a job trait allowing salary negotiations with Sejun (though whether it works is a mystery).
Convincing Theo alone was already a Herculean task.
Anyway, since working raises your level over time, [System SJC] didn’t worry too much about it.
Maximum job rank for employees is SSS-Rank, requiring 10 billion hours of work.
Thus, the previously non-awakened Choi Moran and her secretary Nam Garam awakened, and those who were already Awakeners received job titles, traits, and new skills.
“Puhuhut. Now work hard and make lots of money for the great Hybrid Chairman Park, nya!”
Theo proudly declared his intentions to work them hard.
“Vice Chairman Theo, could you please stamp this for me? I’ll treasure it as a family heirloom forever.”
Nam Garam presented a blank sheet, hoping to rise in the ranks of the NyangNyangDan fan club.
However—
“Nya?! I refuse! I, Vice Chairman Theo, do not stamp blank contracts, nya!”
Theo was wary—it was a tactic he himself had exploited many times.
“Oh, that’s not what I meant. How about this instead?”
—Nam Garam hereby pledges to work faithfully for Vice Chairman Theo.
Principal: Park Theo
Agent: Nam Garam
Nam Garam quickly wrote two copies of a contract.
Stamp.
He affixed his thumbprint beside his name.
“Puhuhut. Excellent, nya! A splendid contract, nya!”
Stamp.
Theo gladly stamped his seal too.
Thus, Nam Garam secured Theo’s signature.
“Vice Chairman Theo, can I also get a photo with you?”
“Puhuhut. Fine, nya! As a special treat for a new full-time employee, I’ll take one even without a treat, nya!”
“Thank you!”
Click.
After snapping a photo with Theo—
—Everyone, please celebrate! I got hired at Theo-jjang’s company! Here’s the contract and a photo with Theo-jjang!
Nam Garam uploaded the post to Theo’s fan cafe, NyangNyangDan.
—You’re a living legend!
—So jealous!
—Theo-jjang’s jelly paws are too cute!
The comments overflowed with envy.
—Bears are cuter than cats! Come check out our Queng!
—Stop advertising in our fan cafe! Ban them!
NyangNyangDan’s rival fan club QuengMom tried poaching fans.
Hmm... [System SJC] decided to add a new benefit to Sejun Company’s welfare policy: limited edition pawprint photos with Vice Chairman Theo and Director Queng.
It costs nothing and yields great results.
While Theo was busy onboarding new employees—
Sejun quietly approached the still-unconscious Han Youngjae.
Kihihit. Squeak?!
[Hihit. Butler! Are you gonna punish him?!]
Kkamang followed eagerly, assuming Sejun was about to scold Youngjae.
But—
“No. I’m going to heal him.”
Squeak?
Sejun was simply approaching to treat him.
Tap.
Sejun placed his hand on Youngjae’s head and closed his eyes.
He had likely collapsed somewhere in his unconscious mind, crushed by Kkamang’s spiritual pressure.
A sunfish knows best the plight of a sunfish.
Thus, Sejun entered Youngjae’s mental world.
He quickly found Youngjae shivering in a corner of his subconscious.
“Youngjae. The scary wolf is gone now. You can come out.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
As he comforted Youngjae’s soul, Sejun also checked the boy’s physical condition.
As expected, his body was severely weakened.
Strong spiritual pressure weakens the body—because the soul and body affect each other mutually.
Time to share a little strength.
“Here. Take this.”
Sejun handed over a small black orb—a tiny fraction of his power. It may be nothing to his companions, but for Youngjae, it was a miraculous opportunity.
“Thank you.”
Youngjae accepted the shimmering black orb with reverence.
Swish.
The orb unraveled into threads and flowed into Youngjae’s nose and mouth.
So warm.
His body, rattled and shocked, was healed and reinforced.
“You’re stronger now—so time to pay for hitting our Kkamang, right?”
“What?”
“You hit our Kkamang?!”
“Eek!”
Sejun lightly flicked Youngjae’s forehead in the soul realm before exiting.
Moments later—
“I’m sorry! Gasp!”
Han Youngjae sat up shouting in panic.
Then—
[You have awakened by inheriting 0.001% of Tower Farmer Park Sejun’s power.]
[You are now an <Earth> Farmer (F-Rank).]
...
..
.
He awakened—as a farmer.
“Huh? Uh... Waaah! I became a farmer! I’m doomed!”
Youngjae burst into tears. He had wanted to awaken later as a cool warrior—not a farmer!
One day, he’d come to understand that a farmer is even better than a warrior. But that would take time.
Just then—
“Youngjae! Are you okay?”
Choi Moran rushed over to check on her son.
“No. I’m not okay. Mom, I became a farmer...”
Youngjae sobbed as he clung to his mother.
“A farmer?”
“Yeah. I inherited Park Sejun’s power, so now I have to be a farmer. Waaah!”
He answered and cried even harder.
But—
Oh. What a miraculous blessing!
Our Youngjae... a farmer?!
Han Taejun and Choi Moran were overwhelmed with joy.
Youngjae had inherited Sejun’s power. He was the first person on Earth—aside from Sejun—to awaken as a farmer.
“Puhuhut. Since you received the great Hybrid Chairman Park’s blessing, how about a reward, nya?!”
Theo seized the opportunity and shamelessly asked for money.
“Of course! I’ll give you whatever you want! What do you want?”
Choi Moran agreed without hesitation. Her son’s future was secure—what wouldn’t she give?
“Puhuhut. Tell me what you’ve got, nya!”
“One moment. Secretary Nam, my asset list.”
“Yes, here it is.”
“Puhuhut. I’ll take this building, nya!”
“Sure! Do you want any others?”
“Puhuhut. Then this one and this one too...”
“Hahaha. Dong-sik, let’s go back in.”
“Haha. Yes.”
While Kim Dong-sik and Han Taejun returned to their meeting with Iona, and Theo raided Choi Moran’s assets—
“Kids, let’s start the next game!”
Sejun called the children over for the third event of the sports day. The kids had waited long enough—their patience was at its limit.
“Aileen, give the signal.”
“Okay! Start!”
With Aileen’s shout, the Pot-Breaking event began.
“Yap!”
“Hiya!”
Bang! Bang!
As the children from the Kindergarten of Destruction hurled beanbags at the pot, loud bangs echoed.
“Throw it!”
“This time, we’ll win!”
Bang! Bang!
The Imperial Kindergarten children fought hard too. They had chosen 23 of their strongest kids, equipped them with items, and boosted their strength, stamina, and agility using Sejun’s crops.
After 30 minutes of pot-breaking—
The pot still hadn't cracked. Sejun had purposely made it sturdy to buy time for cooking. Of course, only the likes of Aileen and the destruction children could handle it.
The pot was made from dragon scales over 500 years old—ones whose durability had waned after 1,000 years.
In other words, it was impossible for Earth’s hunters—or the Imperial Kindergarten children—to break.
“Huff. Huff. Why won’t it break?”
“I can’t do this anymore...”
The Imperial kids collapsed, unaware of the truth.
“Yap!”
“Hiya!”
Meanwhile, the destruction children showed no signs of fatigue.
Then—
Sniff sniff.
Sniff sniff.
“Wait! Something smells good!”
“It must be lunchtime!”
“Yamyam wants to eat now!”
The kids caught a whiff of Sejun’s cooking.
“I can’t hold back anymore! Pangpangi’s releasing his hidden strength!”
“Mulmuli’s releasing hers too!”
“Yamyam too!”
BOOM! BOOM!
They began throwing beanbags at full power.
After five minutes—
POP!
The pot broke open.
—Kindergarten of Destruction WINS!
A banner fell and confetti burst out.
As the pot shattered—
“Yay! Let’s eat!”
The children rushed straight to the cafeteria, skipping even a victory dance.
“Waaah! We lost again!”
“Dad’s gonna scold me... waaah!”
Left with an unbroken pot, the Imperial kids wept in despair.
“Kids, look here. Our lunch was made by a famous chef. Doesn’t it look delicious? We won in food.”
“Sniff... Really?”
“We won?”
“Of course.”
Lee Myeong-suk ran over with chef-prepared lunchboxes to console them.
But—
“Let’s eat outside.”
“Wow! Food outside tastes three times better!”
As Sejun brought out his cooking to the garden, her effort was in vain.
“Waaah! We lost again!”
“That smells even better!”
“We lost lunch too! We lost everything! Waaah!”
The Imperial kids cried harder than ever.
But who was Sejun?
“I made a lot. If you want some, come and eat. Who’s hungry?”
Raise.
“Me!”
“Me too!”
The kids stopped crying and raised their hands.
Raise.
“May we eat some too?”
Even Lee Myeong-suk and the Imperial teachers raised their hands, setting aside their pride for Sejun’s food.
And so, while sharing a meal, the children bonded.
After lunch, they napped together.
“Then let’s begin!”
Upon waking, they split into mixed teams for relay races and obstacle courses.
The result: 1 to 1.
Everyone had won something.
And finally—
“Time for the ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) final boss fight! Defeat the Tekukka Brothers! Targeting the youngest, Kkamang, might improve your odds. Hehehe.”
The final event was Tail Tag, where you win by snatching the ribbon from an opponent’s butt.
“Start!”
And so it began.
Kihihit. Squeak!
[Hihit. The Great Kkamang will win everything!]
Jingle! Jingle!
[Indeed! The Great Kkamang is amazing!]
Kihihit. Squeak!
[Hihit. Of course! The Great Kkamang knows it too!]
Kkamang charged forward with Kkobang cheering.
Squeak!
[Nooo!]
And was instantly taken out.
“Puhuhut. Don’t worry, Kkamang! Big bro will win this for you, nya!”
Kukukuku. Queng! Queng!
[Hehe. Kkamang, just sit and watch! We’ll win for you, da-yo!]
Kkamang's absence changed nothing.
“Game over! Tekukka Brothers win!”
Theo and Queng’s overwhelming performance secured victory.
Kihihit. Squeak!
[Hihit. All thanks to the Great Kkamang!]
He puffed up with pride—despite doing nothing.
Jingle! Jingle!
[Indeed! All thanks to the Great Kkamang!]
Kkobang jingled his bell in frantic flattery.
A short while later—
As the sports day fully wrapped up—
“Mincheol, take care.”
“Yeah! You too, Mingming!”
The kids who’d become friends said their farewells by name.
Thus ended the chaotic yet heartwarming joint sports day between the Kindergarten of Destruction and the Imperial Kindergarten.
Officially, it was a 3–0 shutout win for the Kindergarten of Destruction.
But the Imperial kids unknowingly received a great blessing—
Their names were spoken by the successor of the God of Creation.
They had no idea how lucky they were.
From that moment, gods and stars alike began to look fondly upon the children whose names had been spoken by the Kindergarten of Destruction.
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