Solo Farming In The Tower-Chapter 709: How Dare You Look Me in the Eye?! Want to Taste My Poison Sting?!

Tartarus, the Prison of the Gods.

Pusshk!

“Gah!”

Sweetie’s stinger pierced the guard standing before him.

And then —

Bzzz?

[Are you sure this guy is Rascal’s last informant?]

Sweetie’s eyes were cold as he stared down the God of Sycophants, Ganjali.

A single mistake could lead to a major threat later on, and Sweetie hated mistakes.

“Yes! Absolutely!”

Ganjali, trembling with fear, shouted in a near-screeching voice.

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz.

[Good. Then let’s go see Rascal. I wonder what kind of expression he’ll have this time.]

“Yes!”

Having eliminated all of Rascal’s spies and informants, Sweetie headed toward Rascal’s cell once again.

Now armed with new information obtained during the investigation, Sweetie was certain that Rascal wouldn’t be able to keep smiling this time.

Creak.

As Sweetie entered —

“Hey, we’re seeing each other pretty often. You know, they say if you see someone often enough, you get attached... But I hear Tartarus has been pretty noisy lately. Isn’t that a bit too much?”

Rascal greeted Sweetie with his usual smirk, but the corners of his forced grin trembled slightly.

Bzzz.

[Your expression is a little better than last time.]

Sweetie responded in a haughty tone, completely ignoring Rascal’s words, as if asserting his superiority.

And then —

Bzzz. Bzzz.

[Rascal, I came across some interesting information. It seems you’ve been planning an escape.]

Sweetie dropped the bombshell — something Rascal absolutely did not want to be discovered.

“...”

Rascal’s smirk remained fixed on his face, but his eyes flickered.

How did he find out?!

No.

Rascal desperately tried to maintain his composure.

But —

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz?

[It’s useless to play dumb. I already have evidence and witnesses. You know what happens to prisoners who attempt to escape, right? They rot in this prison until they’re completely erased.]

Sweetie’s continued taunting made Rascal’s face visibly pale.

At the same time, he regretted it.

I should have been more cautious...

When Heta, the former warden, was in charge, he couldn’t care less about managing Tartarus. Rascal had taken that chance to plan his escape without worry.

But then the warden changed.

A heavy silence fell between them.

I can almost hear his brain working.

Sweetie remained calm and patient, waiting for Rascal to speak.

And then —

“Warden, is there anything you want from me?”

Rascal’s tone was now extremely polite, a complete surrender.

“Hmmm. I wonder. Do I want anything?”

Sweetie replied with a feigned ignorance.

Revealing your desires first in a negotiation was a rookie move.

Unlike Sejun, who could use overwhelming power to force compliance, Sweetie didn’t have that kind of power, so he had to play it smart.

As Sweetie remained silent —

“Warden, I will give you everything I have. Just turn a blind eye to this.”

Rascal’s eyes were desperate as he begged Sweetie.

Better to give away his treasure now and live to steal more later than rot away in Tartarus.

“We’ll see. Show me what you’ve got first.”

Sweetie’s expression was unreadable as he accepted the offer conditionally.

“Phew. Thank you. If you take this key, you can access the world where my treasure is hidden. And the treasure vault is...”

Rascal handed Sweetie a key and revealed the name of the world where his right eye was hidden.

So that’s why he lost his right eye before being thrown into Tartarus. He had hidden it to serve as the key to his treasure vault.

With the key in hand, Sweetie smirked victoriously.

Bzzz.

[Seventh, come to me.]

Bzzz?!

[Sweetie-nim, you called for me?!]

Sweetie used the authority of the Queen Mother of the Poison Bees to summon the Seventh Queen.

And then —

Bzzz.

[You take over as the warden in my place.]

Bzzz!

[Yes, I will!]

Sweetie handed over the position of warden to the Seventh Queen.

After all, he needed to return to the Black Tower.

The other Queen Bees had already gained divinity by consuming Flamy’s nutrient supplements, so it was no problem for the Seventh Queen to take over as warden.

Bzzz. Bzzz.

[Manage this place well and secure any useful information you find.]

Bzzz! Bzzz!

[Leave it to me!]

With that, Sweetie left Tartarus, entrusting it to the Seventh Queen.

Bzzz. Bzzz?

[Weeheehee! Am I the ruler of this place now?]

Ahh, the sweetness of power.

The Seventh Queen arrogantly plopped herself down in the warden’s chair, feeling triumphant.

A moment later —

“Huh? Who are you?!”

Ganjali, who had come to make a report, entered the warden’s office and shouted upon seeing the Seventh Queen in Sweetie’s place.

Bzzz!

[I am the new warden, the Seventh Queen!]

“What?!”

Why are you the warden?!

I was supposed to be next in line!

Ganjali, the God of Sycophants, and the Seventh Queen, the sycophant of the Poison Bees, glared at each other, sparks flying.

The two were a bad match.

Thus began a fierce battle of wits.

Bzzz! Bzzz?!

[How dare you look at me like that?! Want to taste my poison sting?!]

The Seventh Queen shouted in her shrill voice, brandishing her poisonous stinger.

“No! No, ma’am!”

Ganjali instantly folded, quivering in fear.

***

Kkamyeol Grand Star.

Three days after returning from the White Tower.

Sejun and his companions once again encountered two waves of Catastrophe creatures sent by Corruption.

Queng!

[Surrender, da yo!]

Buk-Buk!

[Surrender or die!]

Buk-Buk! Buk-Buk!

[Show your belly and live! Show your back and die!]

Under Quengie’s command, 800 Buk-Buks suppressed 200 Planet-Destroying Turtles.

Bzzz.

Bzzz.

And the 2,000 Ogres were easily defeated.

After the quick battle ended —

[You have completed the Tower Lord Quest.]

[As a reward for completing the Tower Lord Quest, you have been officially recognized as the owner of the 10th Tower.]

A message confirming the completion of the quest appeared before Sejun.

I’m a real landlord now!

Sejun was deeply moved.

System, if you pull any more weird stunts, I won’t let it slide!

Sejun was on high alert, expecting the system to mess with him again.

[The Tower Lord-exclusive powers for the 10th Tower are now being granted.]

[Due to limitations in power, some abilities have been restricted.]

[ has been granted as a 10th Tower Lord-exclusive power.]

[ has been granted as a 10th Tower Lord-exclusive power.]

[<Blessing of the 10th Tower> has been granted as a 10th Tower Lord-exclusive power.]

Sejun read through the newly granted powers.

Good or bad?

Can’t really tell just by reading it.

“Her, Expel.”

To test it out, Sejun decided to use Expel on the freeloader, Her.

And then...

[The God Herr, who has lost his divinity, will now be expelled.]

[The God Herr, who has lost his divinity, is brazenly resisting with great strength.]

[To expel the God Herr, who has lost his divinity, 1 billion Magic Stat points are required.]

The messages appeared.

“Hmm.”

One billion Magic Stat points?!

Useless.

“Herr, demotion.”

Sejun proceeded to use the next authority on Herr.

And then—

[The God Herr, who has lost his divinity, will now be demoted.]

[The God Herr, who has lost his divinity, is brazenly resisting with great strength.]

[To demote the God Herr, who has lost his divinity, 300 million Magic Stat points are required.]

Herr resisted again.

“This is useless too.”

Sejun decided to dismiss both the ‘expulsion’ and ‘demotion’ as irrelevant.

“Queng, just slightly raise your power.”

To test the 10th Tower’s blessing, Sejun released Queng’s seal.

However—

Queng!

[Queng will only release his power just a little, but Dad needs to be careful, da yo!]

“Alright.”

Crrrk.

“S-Stop!”

Just by releasing a little of his power, Queng’s aura caused the blessing to crack.

In the end, all three authorities Sejun received proved to be useless.

Although the target for testing was poorly chosen, it didn't matter. If they couldn’t even pass this level of test, Sejun wouldn’t have any use for them.

Everything would be resolved before then anyway.

“Well, who cares? As long as I’m the landlord. Huhuhu.”

Even though all three authorities were useless, Sejun felt content with becoming the owner of the 10th Tower and smiled in satisfaction.

“On such a fine day, we can’t just let it pass! It’s party time!”

They decided to hold a party.

“Puhuhut. Sounds good, nya! Chairman Park, let’s have a grilled fish party, nya!”

“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. I love it too! Sejun-nim, how about a peanut party?”

Kkuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe. Queng wants a honey rice cake party, da yo!]

Kihihit. Kkin!

[Kihit. Butler! We absolutely have to do an Extreme Sweet Roasted Sweet Potato Jerky party!]

Upon hearing Sejun’s words, the group ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) started suggesting the kind of party they wanted.

However—

“Hahaha. Why fight over it? Let’s just do them all.”

Now that he was a landlord, Sejun was feeling generous.

After deciding to hold a party, they returned to the Black Tower.

Bzzzt!

[Sejun-nim!]

Sweetie, who had just returned from Tartarus, flew over to Sejun.

Rub-rub.

Sweetie rubbed his body against Sejun’s face, acting affectionately.

“Sweetie! Are you hurt anywhere?!”

Sejun checked Sweetie’s body as he asked.

Bzzzt. Bzzzt...

[I’m fine. Sejun-nim, I...]

I need to get praised quickly!

Sweetie hurriedly told Sejun about the information he had received from Rascal.

Then, Bzzzt.

[Here’s the key.]

Sweetie handed Sejun a rusty key.

[Secret Key of the Thief God Rascal]

A key that can open the treasure vault of the Thief God Rascal.

If you infuse magic into the key, it will open the path to the world where the treasure is hidden.

“Hahaha. Sweetie, well done.”

When Sejun patted Sweetie’s head, Sweetie beamed proudly, glad he had brought back the key.

While Sejun was praising Sweetie—

Thump. Thump.

Pink Fur had arrived, looking for choco pies.

“One moment.”

Sejun went to the kitchen and filled Pink Fur’s snack pouch with choco pies, then had breakfast with the group.

And then—

“Shall we go?”

Sejun gathered his group and stood up.

Bzzzt.

[Yes!]

Sweetie, who was perched on Sejun’s right shoulder, answered excitedly.

This time, Sweetie was also coming along.

Bzzzt.

Bzzzt.

One million venomous honeybees also buzzed around, ready to protect Sweetie.

“Open!”

Sejun boldly shouted as he infused magic into Rascal’s secret key.

However—

...

..

.

No reaction from Rascal’s secret key.

Sejun’s magic was far from enough to open the path to another world.

“Ahem. Guys, how about helping me out a little?”

Sejun pretended to give the group an opportunity, though it was clearly a plea for assistance.

“Puhuhut. Alright, nya!”

“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. Sounds good!”

Queng!

Kkin!

Bzzzt!

One by one, the group placed their paws onto the key.

Wooom.

A hole formed in the air.

And when they crossed through the hole—

[You have arrived at the 0-Level World .]

[System 371] notified Sejun of the world’s level and name.

A 0-Level World?

“Vice Chairman Theo, maximize your power absorption.”

“Understood, nya!”

Sejun, feeling uncertain, had Theo absorb as much power as possible.

The surrounding lifeforms might be in danger otherwise.

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“Chairman Park, it seems no one lives here, nya!”

There were no lifeforms in sight.

“Kkyut-kkyut-kkyut. That’s right. There’s nothing that responds to my magic search. Except for one thing over there.”

Iona pointed in one direction.

Thoom. Thoom.

The ground trembled as something massive approached from the direction Iona pointed.

A moment later—

[One-Eyed Watcher]

A massive one-eyed golem appeared before the group.

It was bigger than a small hill.

Quoong!

Without warning, the golem swung its fist at the group.

It punched Dad, da yo!

Queng!

[Queng is mad, da yo!]

Enraged, Queng expanded in size, sending a colossal cross-counter punch at the golem.

Boom!

The golem’s abdomen caved in from Queng’s punch, and its eyeball popped out and rolled toward the group.

The golem’s eyeball closely resembled the eye of the Thief God Rascal.