Player Farming in the Dragon’s Lair - Chapter 37

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37
When Wujin returned to the Dragon Lair, what he set about doing was crafting a pot.
He’d already made pot lids and shaped vessels before—using the stone as a griddle—so making an actual pot wasn’t going to be difficult.
‘First, I need to find the right stone.’
There were plenty of stones scattered across the floor, but because Wujin had used the Soil Leveling skill with a shovel, they were jumbled in all directions, and he couldn’t find a single flat, large stone suitable for a pot.
The stones from when he’d broken through the ceiling to expand the farming area to one hundred pyeong were lying on the ground, and there were some in his Subspace Backpack as well, but none matched the size and shape he had in mind.
One meter by one meter.
Square.
That’s what he wanted.
Glancing upward.
Wujin looked up at the ceiling and broached the subject.
“Dragon Lord? I was wondering—would it be all right to expand the ceiling a bit more? It seems like you gave permission last time, so I’m just checking to be safe.”
[The God of Dominion says it’s fine as long as you don’t enter the inner chamber, and you needn’t ask again.]
“Yes, sir!”
There’s an old saying: test even a stone bridge before you cross it.
Even if the landlord said a nail or two was fine, courtesy demanded asking once more before starting work—that was simply proper etiquette.
[The God of Discipline regards you warmly, remarking that your manners are truly exemplary.]
Wujin climbed straight up to the ceiling.
This time, he didn’t use a shovel.
Instead, he drew out a single A-grade sword.
A typical longsword in form.
Clang!
It was as he tried to drive the blade in.
Suddenly the sword made a clang! and at the same moment—
[The Imperial Knight’s Sword has been damaged.]
“What?”
The tip of the blade had gone blunt.
Wujin scratched his cheek. What in the world had happened?
The mass-produced shovel that Kang Minwoo had bought from the hardware store went in just fine, and
[Plain Knife]
– Grade: E
– Effect: Attack Power +2
– Description: A versatile knife suited for general use.
“And I used this one plenty of times making stone vessels?”
An E-grade ordinary knife had far better durability than an A-grade Imperial Knight’s Sword? That made no sense.
Wujin soon realized what the difference was.
This ceiling stone he was standing on.
[Unknown Stone]
– Description: A stone of remarkably hard durability. It comprises the Dragon Lair.
As the description made clear, it was extraordinarily hard.
Moreover, whenever he worked with this stone, he always used either the Soil Leveling or Carving skill.
Whoosh!
He hurled the damaged Imperial Knight’s Sword away and discarded it.
From his Subspace Backpack, he drew out a fresh A-grade sword. This time, he applied the Carving skill and drove it into the cavern ceiling.
Soft thunk!
With a gentle sound, it sank in smoothly.
Wujin’s reasoning had proven correct.
[Carving Lv. 2 proficiency has increased.]
“Heh. Now we’re getting somewhere.”
The stone cutting as cleanly as tofu, slicing through with satisfying ease.
Wujin carved away a section of the Dragon Lair’s ceiling to his desired shape and size for the pot.
Slice, slice!
“Don’t stand underneath this!”
He warned them not to stand beneath where he was working, in case they got hurt. Kang Minwoo and the Doppelganger, who’d been watching him at the ceiling, retreated a little further back.
At last.
Boom!
The stone fell to the ground with a heavy thud.
Wujin landed softly on the floor right after it.
“Safe.”
(……) Thumbs up!
(…….) 10 points
Wujin let out a soft chuckle.
He stuffed the A-Rank sword back into his Subspace Backpack and pulled out the Plain Knife.
Using the Sculpture skill, he began shaping the pot’s form.
The knife sliced cleanly through the stone’s surface.
Chunk after chunk, fragments of rock fell away.
Wujin first dulled the sharp edges of the rectangular stone, gradually coaxing it toward a rounded shape. The boxy mass transformed bit by bit, inching closer to something circular.
[Your Sculpture Proficiency has increased.]
[You have acquired Sculpture Lv. 3.]
Once the exterior had been roughed out, he began hollowing the interior.
Scrape, scrape…….
Wujin gauged the thickness with his fingertips, carving the inside with steady precision.
The deeper he carved, the more strain settled into his wrists—but the Sculpture skill made the work itself flow more smoothly than he’d expected.
Stone dust collected on the ground.
The smooth inner surface gradually revealed itself.
The crude stone block was taking on the unmistakable shape of a large stone pot.
Finally, he rounded the edges once more and smoothed the underside until it sat perfectly flat.
And then the lid.
At last.
Wujin lifted the completed stone pot in both hands and turned it this way and that, examining it.
Though rough-hewn to the eye, it looked more than adequate for simmering broth or cooking ingredients.
[Your Dexterity Proficiency has increased.]
[You have completed the Unknown Stone Pot.]
[Due to your Dexterity effect, the quality has risen by one Grade.]
[Unknown Stone Pot]
– Grade: C
– Effect
– Heat Retention +50%
– Taste Bonus +20%
– Description: A pot carved from the mysterious stone that comprises the Dragon Lair. Food cooked in it should taste delicious.
“Excellent.”
Wujin looked it over from different angles, utterly pleased with himself.
He took out his smartphone and snapped a photo.
“If I ever get bored outside, I could make these and sell them.”
(…….) Applause, clap clap.
“Your Dexterity really is impressive! As expected of Wujin!”
“Hmm. Not bad handiwork, if I do say so myself.”
Though it wasn’t bragging, exactly.
In middle school, whenever there was a practical skills test, his scores had always been solid.
Growl~
“It’s already three in the afternoon.”
Having eaten nothing but instant ramen for lunch, hunger had started to catch up with him.
Wujin immediately fetched the potatoes.
Soil clung to their skins.
He was about to walk over to the lake to rinse away the dirt as usual, but he paused mid-motion, considering something for a moment.
“Call Rain.”
Adjusting the cloud’s radius to a smaller span,
he summoned rainwater in a gentle stream, as light as water from a sink faucet.
In theory, he’d thought, shouldn’t he be able to shrink or enlarge the rain cloud? And he was right.
“Interesting.”
[Your Call Rain Proficiency has increased slightly.]
The growth was slower, admittedly.
But the Mana expenditure was proportionally reduced.
Light enough that leaving it running for an hour or two would barely tax his reserves.
“Excellent.”
Splash…….
He rinsed the soil from the potatoes.
After cleaning all ten potatoes thoroughly, he sliced them fine with the knife.
Long, thin sticks.
Tap-tap-tap!
A wooden bowl piled high with finely diced potatoes.
The prep work was done.
Whoosh!
After lighting a fire with wooden kindling.
He set the stone pot on the grate above it.
Then he squeezed olive oil in—a long, steady stream.
Heat began to rise.
When he dropped a single potato in, bubbles erupted and it sizzled.
The oil had reached the right temperature.
Wujin dumped all the diced potatoes from the wooden plate into the stone pot at once.
Sizzzzle!
The hot oil met the potatoes and began frying them at high heat.
Kkamangi and the Doppelganger watched with fascination as the olive oil around the potatoes bubbled and hissed.
“But Wujin. Is this actually tasty?”
“What? You’ve never had potato fries?”
“Back home, we usually roast or boil food. And people on this continent naturally boil their potatoes.”
“Ah. I see.”
That made sense.
“Now we can try it.”
He’d carved a log into long, thin strips to serve as makeshift frying chopsticks, and he scooped up a heaping batch of potato fries onto the wooden plate.
“Can we eat them now?”
“No, they need to fry once more to taste really good.”
He let them cool for a moment.
Then dropped them back into the oil.
Sizzzzle!
After frying for another five minutes.
Wujin finally fished out the potato fries.
[You have prepared Potato Fries through Cooking.]
[Cooking Lv. 3’s Proficiency increases significantly.]
[You have acquired Cooking Lv. 4.]
[Potato Fries]
– Grade: C
– Effect
– Taste Bonus +30%
– Upon consumption, all Resistance +5 for 60 minutes
– Description: Fried potato made from the Tower’s resistance potato. Consuming it temporarily increases all Resistance.
“Potato fries complete!”
“They look delicious! Can we eat them now?”
“Not yet. Wait a moment.”
A paper bag from when he’d shopped at the discount store.
He placed the potato fries inside and sprinkled salt over them generously.
Then he gripped the mouth of the bag tightly with his hand, sealed it, and shook it up and down.
Shake-shake-shake!
The oil on the potato fries mixed with the salt, making them savory and crispy.
Wujin picked up one fry for a taste test and tried it.
“Wow. These are really good?”
If he had to compare it, it was like eating fresh, piping-hot potato fries from McDonald’s or Lotteria—that warm, perfect crispness.
And on top of that.
[Upon consuming Potato Fries, all Resistance increases by 5 for 60 minutes.]
All Resistance went up by five.
This was genuinely excellent.
“Can we eat too?”
“Yeah, go ahead. Eat up.”
“Thank you for the meal.”
Munch, munch.
Kkamangi bit into a fry and her eyes lit up wide.
“Th-these are so delicious!”
(…..)” Agreed!
Good thing they liked it.
Just then.
[The God of Adventure clears his throat with an exaggerated cough.]
“Oh! Just a moment, please!”
Wujin scooped half of the Potato Fries onto a wooden plate. Then he lifted it slightly toward the empty air where the gods were gathered.
[The God of Adventure accepts the Potato Fries you offered and rushes toward where the other gods are gathered.]
[The God of Adventure picks up a single Potato Fry, takes a bite, and exclaims with delight!]
[The God of Discipline says the simple yet salty flavor is the kind that keeps your hand reaching back for more.]
“Ha. I fried plenty, so please help yourselves.”
[The God of Adventure laughs with a hee-hee and grabs five Potato Fries at once, stuffing them all into his mouth at once.]
[The God of Discipline shouts that eating five at once is a violation of discipline!]
[The God of Adventure protests that there’s no such thing as that kind of discipline, and tells him that if he’s so bothered, he should grab five and eat them too.]
[The God of Dominion watches the two of them, then sighs and shakes his head.]
Day 24 in the tower.
Snacking on Potato Fries.
A Player Farming in the Dragon Lair (serialized)
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