Solo Farming In The Tower

“Uhehehehe. Don’t you want a spectacular life?”

…It kind of sounded like something he needed.

Bored out of his mind from a life of peace, Yuren hesitated as he read the second message.

And then—

‘A one-day-only super-discount just for me?!’

No one can resist a discount!

Yuren hurriedly paid the fee.

He was so focused on the special offer that he didn’t check the final message. But Yuren, now the King of Luck, firmly believed nothing bad could possibly happen to him.

As soon as Yuren made the payment—

Success!

[System Eoksamchiri] let out a victorious cheer.

But the real problem was elsewhere.

[Since the Hero’s descendant is still alive, shouldn’t the curse of misfortune be re-cast?]

“Hahaha. A curse? I refuse. I have been reborn through the spiritual training of the great Kkamang Family. The God of Destruction, Ditto, has decided to live righteously.”

Ditto refused to cast the curse. After suffering excessively under Kaboolto and Kobang’s spiritual training, the God of Destruction, Ditto, had broken. His aura had turned pale white, like he had been bleached.

It seemed real luck had truly descended on Yuren.

[System Eoksamchiri] tried to call Kkamang to restore Ditto’s mental state, but—

Kihihit! Kking! Kking!

[Hehe! Butler! The Great Kkamang personally trained Ditto’s mind! Ditto’s gonna live straight now!]

Kkamang had already exited the mental realm and was boasting to Sejun.

“Alright. Good job. Then let’s go home now.”

Since Ditto had tried to kill his followers, they decided to seal him up again for a bit longer.

Kihihit! Kking?

[Hehe! What, no reward for praise?! Butler! Give me sweet-roasted super-flavor dried sweet potatoes!]

“Hehehe. Our Kkamang did well training Ditto, but it seems he still needs some training himself. Looks like you need some additional education too, huh?”

As Sejun spoke, he subtly looked toward Theo and Queng.

Kking!

[Run!]

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud.

Kkamang bolted in panic.

“Hehe! Kkamang oppa, Taecho wants to play too!”

Taecho ran after him, giggling joyfully.

Looks like getting help from Kkamang is out of the question…

[System Eoksamchiri] decided to handle it alone.

Pull yourself together, Ditto!

You’re the God of Destruction! This isn’t who you are!

So he kept talking to Ditto, trying to draw out his old self.

But—

“Hahaha. Even if you try to shake me, it’s useless. I have no negative emotions like anger or hatred left in my heart.”

Having purged all darkness from his heart, Ditto remained completely calm in response to Eoksamchiri’s pleas.

This won’t do…

[System Eoksamchiri] began to fret about how to return Ditto to his original self.

And then—

“Aha!”

What if I remind him of the moment he was sealed?

A good idea popped into mind.

[System Eoksamchiri] played a video of Ditto’s battle against the heroes.

“You bastards! Heroes!”

It definitely had some effect.

“…But it’s all in the past. What’s the point in getting angry now? Hahaha.”

But Ditto’s agitation died down quickly.

If this doesn’t work, I’m out of options…

[System Eoksamchiri] took his final shot—he showed Ditto an image of Yuko, the one who had funded the heroes. In reality, Yuko had her money stolen by them, but of course, Eoksamchiri didn’t explain that.

“Hmph. No wonder the heroes had such good equipment…”

Ditto’s expression darkened slightly. Back then, the heroes had fought with better gear, chugging potions endlessly—while Ditto fought with cheap equipment and no potions at all.

And now he learned it was all thanks to Yuko’s support.

Yuko instantly became the hidden mastermind behind Ditto’s downfall.

Ditto started to burn with resentment toward the one who, in his eyes, had orchestrated the fight between him and the heroes.

Just then—

“Uhehehehe. I’m bored.”

The descendant of Yuko, Yuren, appeared on screen—lying on a bed, munching on grapes with a bored expression.

“You…!”

Lying on a comfy bed, snacking, and saying you’re bored after sealing me in this dark place?!

“I can’t take it anymore!”

A thick violet aura burst out of Ditto’s body again.

And then—

“Yuren Damon, you bastard! I’ll make sure you’re never bored again!”

Ditto cast a curse on Yuren. A powerful curse of misfortune, draining all of Ditto’s remaining energy.

“…I overdid it. I need to sleep for a while.”

The God of Destruction, Ditto, fell into a deep slumber to recover his power.

***

Golden Tower, 86th Floor – Damon Estate

“Uhehehehe. They’re kind of late.”

How are they going to make this spectacular, I wonder?

Yuren, who had purchased the special discount product, waited expectantly for his “delivery.”

Just then—

[The Extra-Large Misfortune Curse you purchased has arrived.]

[The God of Destruction Ditto has cursed you with all his might.]

[<Bloodline: Pig Cursed by the God of Destruction with Full Power> has awakened.]

A message popped up before Yuren.

This time, it wasn’t a hidden bloodline or anything vague—Ditto had personally and fully cursed him.

“Gguik?!”

A curse of misfortune?!

Yuren was startled, but at the same time, a strange sense of relief settled in.

It felt like things had finally returned to normal.

As the curse took effect—

[<Bloodline: Descendant of the Gold King> invokes the Law of the Golden Scale.]

[Because you chose the curse voluntarily, its weight is increased.]

[To balance the scale, the other side receives the following:

<Alias: Foolish Pink Pig Who Chose His Own Misfortune>,

Talent: Gold Maker,

Skill: Turns Poop into Gold.]

Yuren’s original bloodline, <Descendant of the Gold King>, kicked into action.

This was the reason Yuren had gained the talent: Midas’ Hand,

And why he could still produce gold even after losing it.

<Descendant of the Gold King> was constantly trying to balance the scale by generating gold-related talents and skills.

Yuren’s ancestor, the founder of the Damon Family—Gold King Yupo.

So cold-blooded that it was said his blood ran gold.

He never tolerated loss.

Though that blood had thinned over generations, it reawakened in Yuren.

Because Yuren was such a pushover and a misfortune magnet, the scale desperately worked to balance itself.

Thus, “Our Yuren Has Changed” ended with a happy twist:

“Our Yuren Has Become More Miserable.”

Kugugung…

Yuren’s misfortune summoned something.

A massive black beast tore open the skies between heaven and earth above the 86th floor of the Golden Tower. It looked like a crocodile, clad in blood-colored armor.

[???]

What is that?

Why can’t I read its data?

[System Eoksamchiri] panicked. It couldn’t access the creature’s information. It was as if this thing didn’t exist in the world.

At that moment—

[Red Alert!]

[The world shook briefly, and a monster sealed beneath the Foundation Stone of the World has escaped.]

The main system issued a crimson warning.

“What are you talking about? What’s under the Foundation Stone of the World?!”

Shocked, [System Eoksamchiri] demanded answers.

[The Foundation Stone is where the Creator Gods sealed creatures they could not control when building the world.]

[Each of these monsters is extremely dangerous.]

[The monster that just escaped is called Kwazakru, the World-Crushing Crocodile.]

[You must defeat Kwazakru and reseal it beneath the Foundation Stone.]

The main system finally revealed the truth about the seal—and the monster’s name.

And then, the monster’s identity was finally displayed:

[Kwazakru, the World-Crushing Crocodile]

Yuren’s misfortune had grown so powerful, it was now summoning catastrophes of apocalyptic scale.

“Gguuuiiiik?! Crush the world?!”

How?!

Is this the end?!

As Yuren collapsed in despair under the crushing pressure—

[Would you like to purchase one Super Emergency Rescue Service Coupon for 500 billion Tower Coins?]

A message popped up. [System Eoksamchiri] was now selling higher-priced coupons to match the increased danger.

“Yes!”

The Sejun Family will save me for sure!

Yuren nodded confidently and paid.

[You have used the Super Emergency Rescue Service.]

[Starting next month, your insurance premium will increase by 20%.]

A hole opened in the ground, and Yuren plummeted straight down to Earth—where the Sejun Family awaited.

Superhero landing!

Yuren tried to land stylishly—

Whoosh.

“Gguik?!”

A sudden gust blew him off-balance.

Thud!

He landed face-first—perfect faceplant.

“Huh?! Yuren? Didn’t you say you were going home?”

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, seeing Yuren fall face-first again… looks like his misfortune’s back, nya!”

“Oh. Really?!”

Though he had wished for Yuren’s happiness, Sejun’s face lit up like a perfectly ripe apple at Theo’s words.

“Mohehehehe. Yuren smells tasty again! The flavor’s twice as strong as before!”

Even Poyo was excited by the stench of Yuren’s extreme misfortune and flew over.

Lick. Lick. Lick.

He gleefully licked Yuren’s face.

Just then—

“Something… feels off, doesn’t it?”

Sejun shivered slightly.

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park’s just weak, nya! Let Vice-Chairman Theo hug you tightly!”

“I’m not cold because I’m weak!”

Queng! Queng!

[Daddy, if you’re cold, you’ll catch a cold! Queng will hug you!]

Even with Theo and Queng hugging him warmly, the chill didn’t leave Sejun’s body.

Goosebumps ran down his arms.

What is this?

Sejun looked up, trying to locate the source of the chill.

And then—

Krrrkkk…

A giant crocodile was prying open the very hole Yuren had fallen through—its massive eyes locked directly onto them.

“Hehehe…”

Our dear Yuren’s misfortune really is back.

Sejun smiled as he looked at Kwazakru, the World-Crushing Crocodile.

[Lord Sejun, be careful!]

[That thing is so dangerous that even the previous Creator Gods couldn’t handle it—it was sealed beneath the Foundation Stone for a reason!]

[System Eoksamchiri] sent a warning to Sejun.

“Really? That dangerous?”

As Sejun started to panic from the warning—

“Haaah! How dare you make our Great Hybrid Chairman Park feel cold, nya!”

Queng! Queng!

[Daddy, being cold means you’ll catch a cold! Quickly close your eyes!]

Boom!

Kuoooo! (Help me!)

The situation was quickly handled—by Theo and Queng.

Kihihit! Kking! Kking!

[Hehe! Butler, the Great Kkamang will protect you! Brothers! I’ll give the monster a proper mental lesson!]

Even Kkamang rushed over bravely.

Queng!

[Queng Destruction Fist!]

BOOM!

Kwazakru, the World-Crushing Crocodile, couldn’t withstand Queng’s punch—and disintegrated.

[Senior Herbalist Park Queng has defeated Kwazakru, the World-Crushing Crocodile.]

[You have received 25 trillion EXP (50% of Park Queng’s earned experience).]

[You have leveled up.]

…

..

.

Thanks to that, Sejun leveled up 50 times and reached Level 297.

Kking…

[Queng-hyung, I hate you…]

Kkamang, crushed by despair.

He had rushed down again… only ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) to be too late.

“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, congratulations on leveling up, nya!”

Kkuhehehe. Queng!

[Hehehe. I’m happy Daddy’s stronger now, da-yo!]

The brothers had already returned to the surface and were playing with Sejun.

Grrrr.

Except the Great Kkamang!

Kkamang seethed with rage as he watched.

Then—

A small orb tumbled down beside him.

What’s this?

Chomp.

Kkamang picked it up in his mouth.

And then—

–Who dares?! Who touched me, the No. 108 artifact created by Master Artisan Azathoth?!

A voice echoed from the orb. The blood-red armor that Kwazakru had worn had transformed into this orb.

Hehe! Jackpot!

Butler’s going to love this!

With a new treasure to brag about, Kkamang was excited once again.