Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 675: Hehehe. This is Exactly What Our Vice Chairman Excels At.

<Grondra>

Kamous’s fortress, Victorius.

“Kuhuhuhu. Now, let’s sit back and enjoy watching them die.”

Kamous, who had arrived in the basement of the fortress through a waypoint, ascended to the lobby and entered the command room.

However—

...

The pirates who were supposed to greet Kamous were all frozen in place, unable to tear their eyes away from the monitors in the command room.

And then—

“What the hell?! Why are they surrendering?!”

What Kamous saw was every single pirate ship raising white flags in surrender.

Since he had been in the basement, he had missed the destructive beams fired by the Planet-Breaking Turtles and couldn’t grasp the situation.

But with decades of experience as a pirate, there was one thing he understood.

If I stay here, I’m done for!

Kamous immediately bolted, heading deeper below the waypoint to the treasure vault.

His plan was to grab the treasure and escape. He didn’t need to take everything—just a handful of his top-tier collections would be enough to ensure he never had to worry about money again.

With that thought, Kamous sprinted toward the treasure vault, intending to flee to the farthest location accessible via the waypoint.

Creak.

Arriving at the treasure vault, he pushed open its doors.

Fwoosh.

Blue magical torches lit up, illuminating the vault.

Clank.

Kamous grabbed the third torch on the left wall and pulled it.

Rumble.

A mechanism activated, and the wall of the vault slid open, revealing a hidden chamber that housed only his most prized collections.

“Daddy’s home.”

Kamous greeted his treasures and quickly began packing up the most valuable ones in order.

By the time he reached his fifteenth collection—

“Sorry, Sixteenth. And the rest of you, too.”

He cast a regretful glance at the remaining collections, his eyes filled with longing, but forced himself to turn away.

And then—

“Puhuhut. Kamous, I found you, meow!”

Theo appeared in front of Kamous.

When Kamous disappeared from the Black Queng’s Ark—

Quet?! Is that a mana fluctuation?

Iona had traced the magical pattern Kamous left behind as he moved, pinpointing his coordinates and following him without delay.

Thanks to that, the remaining pirates, who hadn’t yet been branded, were left completely immobilized under the watchful eyes of the Planet-Breaking Turtles.

How?!

A shiver ran down Kamous’s spine at Theo’s sudden appearance, and despair washed over him.

Escape was no longer an option...

“Haha... I wasn’t trying to run away! I was just... opening the treasure vault ahead of time...”

Desperately trying to explain himself, Kamous clung to any excuse that might save him. But Sejun and the others had already heard his confession—he had ordered the pirates to launch an all-out attack against them.

And then—

Queng! Queng!

[Bad guys who lie must be punished! They need to be scolded!]

Queng, who had learned from Sejun that liars deserved punishment, pulled out his lightning rod and approached Kamous.

That’s right. Liars need to be punished. I taught him well.

Sejun, watching Queng’s righteous behavior, nodded in satisfaction with a proud smile.

Queng! Queng!

[And you’ve done many other bad things, too! That’s why Queng is angry!]

On top of lying, Kamous’s attempted theft of Sejun’s treasures and his failed attempt to destroy the Black Queng’s Ark made his crimes even heavier.

Thwack.

Crackle.

“Aaaagh!”

Thus began Queng’s electrifying beatdown.

“A traitor can’t be forgiven. From now on, Kamous is the youngest in <Grondra>.”

As Kamous writhed under Queng’s punishment, Sejun delivered his verdict.

And so, Kamous was demoted from pirate overlord to the lowest-ranking member of <Grondra>. His life had taken a drastic turn for the worse.

Word quickly spread among the pirates—betraying Sejun Company meant being reduced to the bottom rank.

For pirates, being the youngest was an even greater humiliation than death.

*****

99th Floor of the Black Tower

“Hahaha! Come on, drink up!”

“Cheers!”

“Ahh, this is great!”

The dragons of the Nine Dragons Association were merrily drinking together.

“But don’t you think the younger dragons have gotten a lot stronger lately?”

The Great Silver Dragon, Crisela, posed the question to the other dragons.

At this,

“You’re right. The power they’re radiating is way beyond what’s normal for their age.”

“Because of that, younger dragons are having trouble controlling their strength.”

The other dragons nodded in agreement with Crisela’s observation.

And then—

“It’s probably because they’ve been eating a lot of Sejun’s crops.”

“Actually... I’ve been finding it hard to control my strength lately, too.”

“Same here.”

“Me too.”

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Even the leader-class dragons were experiencing issues with controlling their power.

Dragons—beings born with near-infinite potential, who became the strongest in the universe simply by breathing and aging.

However, after eating Sejun’s crops, they were growing stronger at an unprecedented rate, struggling to contain their overflowing power.

To make matters worse, dragons absorbed almost 100% of the mana infused in Sejun’s crops, amplifying the effects dozens of times over.

The older the dragon, the more pronounced this effect became, due to their Bloodline Authority.

<Bloodline Authority: Power of the True Dragon> allowed them to wield strength ten times their actual stats.

Over time, this Bloodline Authority evolved into forms like ‘Mature True Dragon’s Power,’ ‘Unyielding Dragon’s Power,’ and ‘Ancient Dragon’s Power,’ further amplifying stats by a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand times.

As a result, the older the dragon, the harder it became to control their strength.

On top of that, when dragons ascended to leader status, their Bloodline Authority evolved into ‘Power of the Dragon Lord,’ which amplified stats by a million times.

For example, a single point increase in mana stats would translate to a million additional mana points.

For reference, the legendary first dragons were said to possess an authority that amplified stats by a hundred million times.

“We’re going to need some training.”

“Yeah, no choice.”

“If this keeps up, we might end up damaging the Tower.”

“Getting stronger is such a hassle.”

Even these mighty dragons, who typically despised training, felt the need to start practicing in order to control their overwhelming power.

*****

<Grondra>

“Alright, everyone, start packing!”

“Puhuhut. Got it, meow!”

Quet! Quet! Quet!

Queng!

Squeak!

Sejun and his party began looting Kamous’s treasure vault.

Since there were so many items of various types, it took quite a bit of time to sort through and store them in the subspace warehouse. They ended up working in the treasure vault the entire day, even taking breaks to eat there.

While the group was busy gathering treasure—

Kihihit. Squeak.

[Heehee. The Great Blackie must also burn treasures to get stronger.]

Now the Great Blackie would grow stronger with money, too!

[<Talent: Treasure Alchemy—Burning Gold to Grow Stronger than My Butler> has awakened.]

Blackie, having unlocked a new talent, secretly began burning treasures.

Just as Queng had the ability to instantly copy actions he witnessed, Blackie could analyze principles and adapt them for personal use, albeit with a slight delay.

[<Talent: Burning Treasure to Grow Stronger than My Butler> activates.]

[Following the Law of Equivalent Exchange, 7 kg of gold is converted into +7 for all stats.]

[All stats increased by 7.]

[Following the Law of Equivalent Exchange, 5 kg of gold is converted into +5 for all stats.]

[All stats increased by 5.]

As Blackie continued burning small jewels and raising stats—

“Gasp! Blackie, you can’t burn the treasure, meow!”

Theo caught him in the act and yelled.

Squeak?! Squeak!

[Why not?! Big Brother burns treasures too!]

Blackie snapped back at Theo.

“Puhuhut. I’m Vice Chairman Theo, so I’m allowed, meow! But you can’t, meow!”

Theo refused to use logic, asserting his privilege instead.

Squeak! Squeak!

[No way! I’m doing it too!]

Of course, Blackie couldn’t accept such an unfair rule.

“Gasp! Hurry and erase it, meow!”

Growl. Squeak!

[Grr! I won’t erase it!]

And thus, a sibling rivalry erupted.

Quet! Quet! Quet!

[Young Master Blackie, I’ll give you 10 dried sweet potato strips if you erase it.]

Squeak?!

[Really?!]

Quet! Quet! Quet!

[Of course. Here they are.]

Kihihit. Squeak!

[Heehee. I erased it!]

Thanks to Iona’s quick intervention, the situation was resolved peacefully.

And so, Theo and Iona managed to prevent the catastrophe of Blackie surpassing Sejun’s power before it was too late.

A few hours later—

“Done.”

Kamous’s treasure vault had finally been emptied.

Sejun and his party swept the place clean, scraping the floors and leaving not a single gold fragment behind.

“Well, now let’s head to that pirate bank.”

“Puhuhut. Sounds good, meow!”

They set out to visit the pirate bank to inquire about issuing new cards.

While leaving the Victorius fortress and heading toward the pirate bank—

“Meow?!”

“Vice Chairman Theo, what’s wrong?”

“My paws are being pulled, meow!”

Theo felt an inexplicable tug on his front paws.

“Really?! Where?!”

“That way, meow!”

Following Theo’s lead, Sejun and the others arrived at—

“Welcome! Everything here is just 1 Tower Coin! Test your luck and pick your prize!”

A merchant had set up a stall filled with junk so worthless that even calling it trash felt generous.

It was a lottery shop selling items scavenged from pirate raids—things the pirates couldn’t bother to sort through and simply offloaded cheaply.

“Oh, a lottery?”

Hehehe. This is exactly what our Vice Chairman excels at.

“I’ll pick ten. Here’s 10 Tower Coins.”

Sejun handed over 10 Tower Coins, fully aware that Theo was about to pull some jackpot items—though he felt a little bad for the merchant who would soon be writhing in regret.

“Thank you! Now, pick 10 items.”

What a sucker. There’s nothing but junk here.

The merchant, Hett, expressed gratitude outwardly but mocked Sejun inwardly.

Hett was capable of using appraisal magic and had already sold off any decent items long ago.

Everything displayed at the stall was worthless junk, none valued higher than a single Tower Coin—

Or so Hett thought.

“Theo, pick 10.”

“Puhuhut. Got it, meow!”

Theo, however, found several items that drew his attention.

He carefully picked the 10 most attractive ones in order of intensity, though by the fifth item, he started choosing at random.

Then—

Quet! Quet! Quet!

[O power of mana...]

Iona immediately began appraising the items using magic, starting with the last item Theo had picked.

The first three were indeed garbage—not even worth a single Tower Coin.

But when she appraised the seventh item, it turned out to be worth around 10 Tower Coins.

“Huh?!”

Just luck, Hett thought.

Then, the sixth item turned out to be worth 100 Tower Coins.

And then—

Something’s wrong.

As Hett started to feel uneasy, the fifth through third items were appraised—

“What?!”

“No way!”

“Ahhh!”

With each appraisal, Hett screamed louder.

[Singing Archangel’s Statue] — Sculpted by the master craftsman Odys.

[Demon Slayer] — Ranked 78th among the top 100 daggers in all dimensions.

[Antidote Jewel] — Crafted by the renowned Sichuan Poison Clan, with only 1,000 ever made.

Each item was worth over 10 billion Tower Coins, enough to ruin Hett’s sanity.

And then—

[Fragment of the Great Golden Dragon’s Heart]

The second item Theo picked was appraised.

“No! It’s not for sale! Give it back!”

Hett lunged at Iona, attempting to snatch the item from her hands.

Squeak!

[Don’t touch her, you bastard!]

Blackie growled, furious—after all, Iona had given him 10 dried sweet potato strips earlier!

Thud!

Blackie rammed Hett, giving him a proper educational headbutt.

“Hehehe. I almost feel bad for him.”

Sejun smirked while looking at the unconscious Hett. But his expression showed no signs of actual sympathy.

And then—

Hehehe. I’ll save this one for later.

Sejun carefully tucked the Fragment of the Great Golden Dragon’s Heart—a marble-sized jewel—into his pocket.

Since eating it alone could kill him, he decided to consume it later under the dragons’ supervision.

While Sejun stashed the dragon heart fragment, Iona appraised the first item Theo picked—a stone tablet covered in strange markings.

But—

Quet?!

Even with Iona’s magic, the tablet remained unresponsive.

At that moment—

[<Title: One Who Gazed Upon Primordial Secrets> has identified the tablet’s essence.]

Sejun’s eyes glowed gold.

And then—

Yes!

Finally, Sejun had acquired the second access code!

[System 371] cheered in triumph.