Player Farming in the Dragon’s Lair - Chapter 30

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Woo Jin returned to the 99th Floor.
“Lulu-lu.”
He hummed to himself.
[The God of Discipline asks if you’re not disappointed about not going home.]
“Hm? Oh, well. I suppose.”
[The God of Discipline observes that for someone with that excuse, you seem quite pleased.]
“Heh heh heh. Because I’m having grilled pork belly for dinner!”
First things first—eating came before everything else.
Even a ghost who’d eaten well would have a pleasant face!
At the thought of glistening with pork belly grease, a smile spread across his lips.
Whoosh.
[Mysterious Stone Griddle]
– Grade: E
– Effect: Heat retention +30%
– Description: A griddle carved from the mysterious stone that comprises the Dragon Rare.
He pulled out the griddle.
Last time he’d eaten pork belly, he’d used the stone stands—now he drove them into the ground.
Thunk! Thunk! Thunk!
He planted three of them and set the griddle on top.
The griddle was shaped like a pot lid; flipped upside down, the bottom curved inward so that when grilling pork belly, the fat naturally drained toward the center.
[A spark of interest crosses the God of Dominion’s eyes, and he asks if there’s anything he can help with.]
“No? That’s alright! I can manage on my own.”
[The God of Dominion nods in acknowledgment.]
[The God of Adventure tilts his head curiously and remarks that you have quite the proactive side, don’t you?]
[The God of Dominion replies that cooking this pork belly dish as Woo Jin makes it is indeed worth the effort.]
[The God of Adventure is quite astonished by such words from the God of Dominion and is greatly anticipating it.]
Last time during the pork belly feast, the God of Dominion had eaten with evident satisfaction.
Grilled pork belly—the soul food of Korea.
And aged kimchi.
Together, these two were practically the ultimate in cuisine.
In the savory category, there was scarcely any food that could rival them.
Actually, did such a thing even exist?
Crackle, snap!
He brought over dry firewood and used a gas burner to light it.
The flame caught, and as the wood crackled and popped, it burned steadily.
A small moment of peace watching the fire—simple pleasures.
“This is going to taste amazing, meow!”
(…….) I agree!
The creatures were already drooling before the pork belly was even brought out—though Woo Jin couldn’t blame them, since he was doing the same.
Woo Jin pulled the pork belly, dipping sauce, and aged kimchi from his backpack.
He was reaching for the lettuce and perilla leaves when he realized they weren’t there.
Had they all been eaten last time?
Woo Jin scratched his cheek.
Well, it didn’t matter.
He could just harvest fresh ones.
His farm had plenty of lettuce and perilla.
“Doppelgänger. Will you go harvest some lettuce and perilla leaves?”
(…….) I nod!
“I’ll help too, meow!”
“All right, go help him.”
“Will do, meow!”
Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!
Kkamangi bolted excitedly toward the lettuce patch.
The Doppelgänger followed close behind.
In the meantime, Woo Jin began laying the pork belly onto the griddle.
Sizzzzzzle!
As the meat hit the griddle, already heated by the firewood, it sizzled loudly and smoke rose up, carrying the aroma of roasting flesh.
One strip, two strips, three strips… six strips in all.
The center of the griddle he left bare.
Because that’s where the aged kimchi needs to go later.
Sizzzzle!
Once one side is cooked through, I flip the pork belly over.
I cook the other side the same way, then cut it into bite-sized pieces while it’s still thick.
[The God of Adventure swallows hard.]
[The God of Discipline watches quietly as the pork belly cooks.]
“Woo Jin! I’ve picked the lettuce and perilla leaves!”
“Thanks for that. Just set them in this bowl.”
A bowl heaped full of lettuce and perilla leaves.
I put the stone bowl I’d just made to immediate use.
I pulled out the aged kimchi.
The pork belly fat pooling in the hollow of the griddle.
I plunge the kimchi right into it.
The aged kimchi soaks up the pork belly fat and begins to cook like mad.
Whoooooosh!
The pork belly fat and kimchi seasoning meet.
The aged kimchi’s color shifts from red to deep crimson.
“Heh heh heh.”
I laughed without meaning to.
Then.
“Let’s eat!”
The finished pork belly and aged kimchi.
This insane presentation…!
Woo Jin decided to wrap the first servings for the newly invited members.
Lettuce on the bottom.
Not one piece of pork belly, but two.
Then the aged kimchi.
Finally, a little dipping sauce.
“Here—the God of Adventure first.”
[The God of Adventure says he’ll eat well and accepts the lettuce wrap, putting it in his mouth.]
[The God of Adventure swallows after eating the lettuce wrap, then covers his mouth with his palm.]
[The God of Adventure says he’s never tasted food this delicious before.]
Next is the God of Discipline.
The God of Discipline ate the lettuce wrap.
The reaction came immediately.
[The God of Discipline trembles and looks at the God of Dominion.]
[The God of Discipline asks if the God of Dominion has been eating something this delicious all by himself until now.]
[The God of Adventure chimes in from beside the God of Discipline, saying yes, you scoundrel, how cruel!]
[The God of Dominion says with disbelief that he’s only tasting this for the second time himself.]
“Does it suit your tastes?”
[The God of Adventure nods vigorously.]
[The God of Discipline laughs warmly and says it’s very delicious.]
“Heh heh. I’m glad. Here, let me serve you up. Please eat as much as you’d like. We have plenty of pork belly!”
I dished pork belly, aged kimchi, lettuce, and perilla leaves into each of their bowls. Before I knew it, the God of Adventure had become the distribution manager.
[The God of Adventure laughs brightly and accepts the food.]
.
.
.
“That was delicious…”
(….) Nod, nod!
We’d eaten four kilograms of pork belly.
Roughly seven hundred grams per person.
But I didn’t feel like my stomach was about to burst—it wasn’t like that at all.
Just a pleasant, satisfied fullness, if you know what I mean?
Because.
“Ah. If I fry some rice in here, it would really be delicious.”
I stare at the aged kimchi and pork belly fat seasoning left on the griddle.
The God of Discipline was the first to react immediately.
[The God of Discipline asks why not eat it if fried rice would really be that delicious.]
“Well… I’d need to get the rice from Korea, you see?”
In truth, if Woo Jin had asked Kang Min-woo to bring him some rice, he would have done it without hesitation. But Woo Jin saw no need to voice the request aloud.
[The God of Discipline asks whether Korea isn’t the world where you originally lived.]
“Well, yes, it is……?”
[The God of Discipline ponders for a moment, then tells you to go to Korea and back through the Wish Stone.]
“…Pardon?”
[The God of Adventure cries out: Whoa, whoa, whoa! That’s an abuse of authority!]
[The God of Discipline flinches at this, muttering: What am I even saying……]
[The God of Adventure says: But I’m all for it!]
[The God of Adventure laughs brightly, remarking that as long as the rest of us here keep our mouths shut, what’s the harm?]
[The God of Dominion gazes deliberately elsewhere.]
[The God of Discipline, having made a decision, orders you to go to the 90th Floor at once and stand before the Wish Stone.]
“Really? You mean it?”
[The God of Discipline says that instead, you’re only to go to Korea and bring back rice. Just grab the rice and come straight back.]
Woo Jin stood flustered.
In the next moment, he broke into a wide grin and answered with enthusiasm.
“Yes, sir!”
* * *
Korea Apartment Building 101, Unit 1001.
Beep-beep-beep…….
[The customer’s phone is turned off. After a beeping sound, the call is routed to voicemail.]
“Why does he keep his phone turned off?”
Kim Mi-suk’s face was etched with concern.
He had never turned his phone off before — not once.
Had something happened to him?
Ever since Kang Min-woo had visited, she’d been calling to ask what was going on, but when she kept hearing that his phone was off, she’d brushed it aside at first. Yet as the pattern continued, worry began to gnaw at her.
“I can’t just sit here.”
She decided to go to Woo Jin’s place and had begun hastily putting on her coat when——
Click-click.
Clunk.
The front door opened.
And there stood Woo Jin.
“Oh, son?”
“Mom!”
Kim Mi-suk immediately embraced him.
“Why do you keep your phone turned off?”
“I’m sorry. I’ve been so busy lately, I didn’t even realize it was off.”
He glanced around.
“Where’s Dad? And Yun-ah?”
“Your father said he had a work dinner tonight, and Yun-ah is at the library.”
“I see. It would’ve been nice to say hello while I’m here.”
“You can stay the night and see them tomorrow.”
Woo Jin shook his head.
“I don’t have time. Mom, I need to take some rice with me.”
“Why? Are you hungry?”
“No. I just need the rice.”
Woo Jin immediately opened the rice cooker.
Fluffy white rice, freshly cooked and still steaming, sat in abundance.
“Ahh, Mrs. Kim Mi-suk’s cooking skills are truly something.”
Woo Jin quickly pulled out a Tupperware container and began scooping rice with a wooden spoon.
Then he placed it with a soft thunk into the Subspace Backpack he’d brought.
Kim Mi-suk watched with an expression of utter bewilderment.
Woo Jin also grabbed some seasoned seaweed and sesame oil.
And a rice paddle as well.
“Is this a grocery store?”
Even as she said this, Mrs. Kim kept trying to pack more things for him.
“Wait a second. You should take some side dishes too.”
“No, Mom.”
Woo Jin stopped Mrs. Kim from pulling out the side dishes.
That way, he’d have a reason to come back again.
Thunk.
Whoosh.
Seasoned seaweed, sesame oil, and a spatula all slipping smoothly into the Subspace Backpack.
Kim Mi-suk blinked as she watched the sight.
Looking at the size of that bag, there’s no way things should fit in like that?
“Well, I’d better get going.”
“Why are you rushing around like your life depends on it?”
“There are people waiting for me.”
Woo Jin returned to the entryway and put on his shoes.
“Right—last time Kang Min-woo came by, how did he even find out about this place? He took some kimchi with him.”
“Oh, that. I actually asked him to. I found out about it through work.”
Woo Jin gave Kim Mi-suk a light embrace before heading out.
Truth be told, Kim Mi-suk wanted to talk longer, but seeing how busy her son was, she didn’t try to keep him.
Click.
The front door closed, and a system message appeared before Woo Jin’s eyes.
[Returning to the Tower.]
A Player Farming in the Dragon Rare (Serialized)
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