Climbing the Mythic Tower as a Cheating Administrator - Chapter 35

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Cheating Administrator, Mythic Tower Climbing (35)
The standard clear condition for the 11th Floor is defending the Fortress for fifteen days.
Awakeners are deployed into a situation where entities that form what could be called a Monster Alliance gather together and launch coordinated attacks.
[Which means collapsing the Alliance itself must be the hidden condition.]
“Right, right—so we take out the head honcho, then.”
In other words, dismantling the Alliance itself was the true hidden clear condition.
Needless to say, it wouldn’t be easy.
[Exactly. But… don’t underestimate it, Kim Mu-saeng. The leader is stationed at the most heavily fortified position—over a kilometer away in a straight line, from within the insects’ encirclement.]
Mu-saeng, who had explored the 11th Dungeon several times before, could see that much for himself.
Merely holding out inside the Fortress was grueling enough.
Every strategy guide that had surfaced focused on maximizing daylight hours to thicken the defensive positions—for good reason.
And now he was supposed to breach the monsters’ dense encirclement, reach the location of their Alliance boss, and face it head-on?
“Well, the structure… I understand it well enough. Though I’ve never actually tried it myself.”
There had been people in the 11th Dungeon who had done such things.
Awakeners who had already climbed far enough up the Tower.
Characters with the temperament to idle around lower floors, wondering if there was anything worth salvaging—bored, essentially.
‘In game terms, it’s only possible if you’re some high-level rotten veteran sightseeing in a beginner hunting ground.’
Armed with A-rank or S-rank abilities.
Cultivated through climbing the 25th, perhaps 30th Floors.
That’s roughly the level required to slaughter ‘the 11th Floor monster swarms’ and hunt their boss.
[Kreeee-kowww! And yet you’re saying you’ll attempt it, Kim Mu-saeng? Especially when these insects are led by a mutant of the High Orc Tribe—the most intelligent among them—with ogre-class strength?]
And the boss itself was no ordinary entity.
Weighing all factors together, the conclusion was singular.
From the 11th Floor onward—where the beginner phase ends—finding, much less achieving, the hidden condition is never simple!
“No, I can manage it.”
[Kweh?]
Mu-saeng casually dismantled that entire summary with a nod.
Wash’s explanation, the information he already possessed, and the resources currently at his disposal.
After combining it all and running simulations, Mu-saeng had found his answer.
“Perfect timing, actually. I’ve been meaning to test the Guardian anyway… The moment Hyun-gu arrives, we’re going in, Wash.”
[Kre, kreeee-kowww! Yes, let’s do it, Kim Mu-saeng. Excellent.]
How exactly to achieve the 11th Floor’s hidden condition.
The phases of preparation and planning had passed; now only one stage remained.
[011th Floor]
[Awaiting the full moon. The Fortress Under Siege]
[Defend the Fortress. And survive.]
[Time Remaining: 360:00:00]
[Multi-person Climbing adjustment has been applied.]
[Contribution calculation has begun.]
Execution.
‘Let’s end this siege once and for all.’
The Mage Maia’s Magical Engineering.
What Mu-saeng activated without Park Hyun-gu’s knowledge was the Guardian he’d secured from the 55th Dungeon.
Now fully his own—a small, silver-gray entity.
Hummmmmm—————…….
[Operating Unit: Construction Engineering-009]
Primary Functions: Flight, Tunnel Excavation
Description: A beetle-form golem crafted by Mage Maia for the construction of the Magical Engineering Research Institute. Possesses excavation and earthworks capabilities, terrain modification abilities—capable of creating desired spaces even deep underground.
[So… that’s what you were planning to use it for, Kim Mu-saeng.]
“Heh, the shape of it—looks just like a dung beetle… I had that feeling about it. I’d originally picked it up to dig traps, but this works too.”
Mu-saeng smiled, gazing beyond the Fortress walls.
Through the Goggles’ function, he could clearly see the monsters’ positions.
Among them, a tent of overwhelming proportions and a heavily guarded encampment.
Mu-saeng fixed his gaze there intently.
“Dig.”
He gave the order to the dung beetle.
[Operation: Tunnel to Target Coordinates]
[Excavation beginning.]
[Estimated Duration: 75 hours]
The small silver-gray Guardian vanished into the earth in an instant.
Kim Mu-saeng felt satisfied, yet the sheer practical difficulty of it all left him astounded.
“Even at five times the speed, it still takes over three days…. Digging tunnels really isn’t simple.”
[Structure Penetration (Passive)]
I see it. I see it clearly. The lines are visible.
Instinctively detect the weak points of structures.
Destruction power against terrain and terrain features +400%
(Applies to summoned creatures, tamed beasts, and crafted objects of the skill holder)
Despite the skill’s application, it seemed a single small beetle-shaped Guardian simply wasn’t enough.
Wash hovered around Mu-saeng, chittering with laughter.
[Cackle-cackle-cack, there’s no helping it if some clumsy oversized human wants to pass through. Not with just one golem, anyway.]
Mu-saeng smacked his lips with regret.
“That’s exactly why I said I needed a few more. Tsk. Wash, how about later we go to the 55th Dungeon—”
[Quiet! I told you it doesn’t work like that!]
“Aw, being petty and refusing, refusing…. Wait, but here’s a thought.”
[What now?]
Then it suddenly occurred to him.
Hacking was impossible in the 55th Dungeon.
He couldn’t steal Guardians that way anymore.
But did he really need to?
“If I get someone to analyze that and replicate it, there might be someone willing to do it, don’t you think?”
Making something from scratch is hard.
But copying? Reproducing?
[……Your scheming is truly remarkable, Kim Mu-saeng.]
It might be possible.
It’s not creating something from nothing.
Besides, with a sample in hand, the cost shouldn’t be exorbitant either!
“Doing our best to survive and all that flowery talk—forget it, that’s neither praise nor insult, just vague nonsense. Pfft. Come on, let’s go chat with Park Hyun-gu and have some fun.”
Mu-saeng walked toward the Awakener-exclusive tent with a pleased grin.
Wash, watching his retreating figure, murmured softly.
[It was praise, damn human.]
Despite the words, there was no mistaking the smile on his beak.
* * *
“Shaman is. Arriving. Tomorrow.”
“Sorcerer too. Comes. Two nights. Sleep.”
The Troll and Orc reported respectively.
They were intelligent enough specimens to use a common tongue after a fashion.
They were always well-treated members of the tribe.
Yet now, both the Troll and Orc could only watch for cues.
On a platform of stacked earth and stone.
The keen, watchful gaze of the Monster Alliance’s commander seated in a chair upon it, looking down at them.
“They won’t be late. Good. I’ll have meat brought to your two clans.”
“G-grateful!”
“Eat. Meat! Human!”
As though receiving some grand prize, they bowed deeply before shuffling out of the tent.
Odamara, the Monster Alliance’s commander, rose from his seat.
He moved crudely carved wooden figurines around the map drawn at the center of the tent, circling the fortress, his teeth bared in a grin.
“Krkrkrkrk……. This is your time, you humans.”
Humans who had suddenly begun using toxins with shocking potency.
Yet their cowardly, underhanded tactics holed up in that fortress would end in two days.
“Once those who can wield magic arrive…….”
No matter how human they were, they would not endure.
At a distance incomparable to poison, they would destroy the fortress walls.
‘No, even if destruction fails, it matters not. If I can bring the Cyclops here safely, siege bombardment becomes possible. Even if that doesn’t break everything down, the moment the Harpy Tribe arrives—.’
It’s over.
When that time comes, even if the humans charge out of the fortress prepared to die, it won’t deal any real damage.
What matters isn’t merely breaching the fortress.
It’s breaking through and, in one fell swoop, advancing to ravage the humans’ kingdom!
Odamara understood that timing was everything to deliver a fatal blow to that territory.
No time to prepare.
In a single moment.
An impact that should never have come.
‘If anything, we should be grateful that he’s holding the line for us now. Better to have him delay them than let even one human escape and—’ Keke-keke-keke.
A plan to completely eradicate mankind.
Odamara knew it was possible, at least for him.
It wasn’t just about driving humans out and calling it done.
He needed to know what it took to become the master of a new world.
“The Demon Race will become a problem, yes… but if I can draw in the dragons somehow, I might be able to make them check each other’s power—” He trailed off. “Hmm?”
Odamara had been rehearsing that grand design in his mind.
But something subtly wrong caught his eye.
‘The fire…’
The torch that lit the tent wavered.
The torch flickering? Why?
He’d set the long torch-pole firmly into the ground.
It was fixed to the pole, which was driven deep into the earth. There hadn’t been any wind.
There was no reason for it to flicker.
“Hmm.”
Nothing had actually happened.
But Odamara felt it—a subtle discord.
An unease that bordered on discomfort.
There was no reason for anything to occur.
Outside the tent, trusted guards were still visible.
The High Orc warriors—the strongest in close combat the tribe had to offer—stood rigid around his tent, vigilant as always.
‘Unease? Am I, of all beings, feeling uneasy about that one fortress? No, it’s not really the fortress itself. That fortress is just one symbol of the human world… my anxiety about the day we sweep away those treacherous humans—’
Odamara tried to calmly assess his emotions and thoughts.
But he couldn’t.
Fwip-fwip-fwip—
A small insect flew past his vision.
A pale gray insect seized his attention.
“Where did—Ack!?”
And that was all.
He didn’t even register that someone had clamped a hand over his mouth.
Odamara’s eyes bulged as he looked down at his own chest.
Something sharp had pierced through and emerged from the other side.
A blade? No—the fang of some massive creature.
And that was the end.
Odamara’s eyes closed.
He never knew about the hole—barely large enough for a person to squeeze through—that had been burrowed behind the earthen wall and stone rampart.
Kim Mu-saeng retrieved Slayken’s Fangs and carefully lowered Odamara’s corpse to the ground.
It fell without a sound.
* * *
It was finished.
The Monster Alliance, now without its cornerstone, wouldn’t last long.
The High Orc Tribe to which Odamara belonged would lose its authority, and in that void, the cunning trolls and the numerous orc hordes would run wild.
The cyclops had only trusted Odamara; they wouldn’t listen to the High Orcs.
The harpies were the same. Opportunists as they were, they’d abandon the crumbling alliance without hesitation.
The moment dawn broke, the collapse of the Monster Alliance would begin.
[Congratulations!]
[You have achieved the Clear Condition.]
[Calculating Contribution…]
There would be no more siege warfare over the Fortress.
The system confirmed that they had succeeded in protecting it.
The clear message for the 11th Floor—but this wasn’t the end.
[What are you doing, Kim Mu-saeng? We’ll get caught if we don’t hurry back!]
He had to go back.
[Park Hyun-gu: 0% Contribution]
[Kim Mu-saeng: 100% Contribution]
When clearing as a party, all party members’ decisions must align before proceeding further!
In this case, Park Hyun-gu and Kim Mu-saeng had to decide together whether to continue to the 12th Floor or leave.
Just because a clear message appeared didn’t mean everything on that floor stopped moving.
In other words, the two of them had to meet—one way or another, to leave the 11th Floor.
But something caught Kim Mu-saeng’s eye.
“Yeah, I know. But this thing, it doesn’t seem right—. Huh?”
The moment he stepped closer to examine it.
Flap—the tent flap was suddenly pulled back.
“Blood. I smell blood.”
“Chieftain. What’s wrong?”
Two High Orcs and Kim Mu-saeng found themselves face to face.
All three went rigid at once.
“Uh…….”
Even for someone like Kim Mu-saeng, words to smooth over such a situation wouldn’t come.
Not that words would have mattered anyway.
“GROOOAAAAARRR────……!”
“IIINNNGGAAAAHHH─────!”
The two High Orcs roared simultaneously.
On a night still bright with moonlight, the Monster Alliance encampment erupted into chaos.

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