Player Farming in the Dragon’s Lair - Chapter 50

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50
Woo Jin returned to the 99th Floor with the Dungeon Hamster in tow.
After setting the creature on the Sleeping Bag, he turned his attention to preparing lunch.
Today’s meal would be simple: a small serving of Yukgaejang Cup Ramen, some kimchi, and rice.
He needed to cook the rice first, so he retrieved the grain, poured it into the Stone Pot, and began rinsing it with rainwater.
Splash, splash.
The water ran white with starch as he worked the rice between his palms.
Once he’d drained most of the milky liquid and left just enough water to cover the grain, he set the Stone Pot over the wood fire.
Crackle, pop.
The rice would take about thirty minutes to cook.
He was thinking he’d boil the ramen water at the same time when a rustling sound came from the Sleeping Bag.
He turned to see the Dungeon Hamster stirring awake.
— Squeak?
“Hey there.”
— Squeak, squeak! (An adventurer, an adventurer!)
The Dungeon Hamster looked terrified.
Woo Jin made no sudden movements, simply remaining still.
When the creature realized he meant no harm, it gradually shed its wariness and crept closer.
— Squeak…? (Where am I…?)
“This is where I live. What’s your name?”
— Squeak. (I’m the Dungeon Hamster.)
“I see. I’m Woo Jin.”
“Woo Jin found you lying there and brought you here! You should be grateful!”
With these words, the Dungeon Hamster’s memory returned—the circumstances that had led to its unconsciousness came flooding back.
It was a Dungeon Hamster bound in service to Eldora, a high-ranking Witch, and until recently had worked in her Dungeon before being cast aside.
— You’re being disposed of.
— You’re simply too incompetent.
— What use could I possibly have for you?
A Dungeon Hamster without a master was the weakest of creatures.
In a Tower where food was scarce, without the Witch’s provisions it would starve, and the countless monsters made death a constant threat.
That was why the Dungeon Hamster had worked desperately to avoid abandonment, only to be constantly berated for its lack of aptitude until, finally, it had been marked for disposal.
— This Dungeon’s location is no good either.
— I’ll dispose of this one too.
What happened after was predictable.
A Dungeon Hamster could not survive alone.
Unable to find food, it had wandered the Dungeon until it collapsed.
Growl.
“You’re hungry, aren’t you? Just wait a moment. I’m cooking right now.”
A rich, savory aroma drifted past its nose.
It came from that dark, pot-like vessel.
The Dungeon Hamster could see the white cloth that wrapped it warmly.
Though it wasn’t entirely certain, this Adventurer who had introduced himself as Woo Jin seemed to be the one who had saved it.
‘This is strange. I’ve heard Adventurers are cruel and terrifying, so why did he save me?’
When the rice was nearly done, Woo Jin filled an aluminum pot with lake water and set it on a gas burner, lighting the flame.
He removed the small Yukgaejang Cup Ramen, partially peeled back the lid, and sprinkled the seasoning powder into it.
Then he poured boiling water into the cup until it reached the marked line and replaced the lid, sealing it with a wooden chopstick—an essential step.
But what about the Dungeon Hamster?
It looked rather like a squirrel, but he wasn’t sure what would be appropriate to feed it.
Since it needed to regain its strength, he decided a Carrot would be best.
Woo Jin retrieved a raw Carrot, rinsed it clean, cut it into manageable pieces, and set it in front of the Dungeon Hamster.
“Want to try this?”
— Squeak? (Can I really eat this?)
“Sure.”
After a moment’s hesitation, the Dungeon Hamster approached and picked up a piece of the orange Carrot with both paws.
Crunch.
Crunch.
Like a squirrel eating an acorn, the Dungeon Hamster nibbled at the Carrot.
Bright!
— Squeak! (It’s delicious!)
After its first taste, the creature seemed energized by the flavor.
The Dungeon Hamster began stuffing carrot pieces into its mouth, grinning all the while.
Documentaries always said squirrels had a habit of storing food in their cheeks, and it seemed the Dungeon Hamster was no exception.
Crunch!
Munch!
The Dungeon Hamster’s cheeks swelled to bursting.
It chewed contentedly on what filled its mouth, its face the picture of satisfaction.
– Squeak! (This tastes amazing!)
– Squeak? (You’re really letting me eat something this delicious?)
“If it tastes good, we share it. Try a bite of the ramen in a bit. That’s delicious too. Heh.”
At Woo Jin’s words, the Dungeon Hamster dropped the carrot piece it had been holding right onto the ground.
‘Is… is this person an angel?’
Sharing because it tasted good?
The Dungeon Hamster was shocked—utterly shocked.
Every day it worked over twenty hours for its master, the Witch, and all it received in return were stale, tasteless bread crumbs left over from her meals.
Even those it ate with gratitude.
Otherwise, the Dungeon Hamster would have starved to death.
Three minutes passed.
Yukgaejang Cup Ramen in a small size, and kimchi.
And a bowl of delicious rice.
A simple yet hearty lunch, complete.
[The God of Adventure says he’ll eat well and accepts the meal.]
[The God of Discipline wraps the cup ramen with kimchi and eats it, saying it tastes absolutely delicious, then laughs heartily.]
[The God of Fate takes a sip of the broth, lets out a satisfied “Ahhh,” and displays a pleased expression.]
While everyone was eating with single-minded focus.
Woo Jin peeled back the Yukgaejang Cup Ramen lid, folded it twice, then unfolded it to fashion a makeshift saucer.
He placed a few noodles into this improvised dish.
Since it didn’t seem like the hamster could handle spice, he rinsed the noodles in water as if serving a child, then placed them in the saucer.
“Want to try this too?”
The Dungeon Hamster sniffed cautiously, picked up a single strand of noodle to taste it, then opened its eyes wide and cried out.
– Squeak, squeak! (This tastes like… paradise!)
The Dungeon Hamster began eating a strand of noodle bit by bit in earnest. Seeing it eat well, Woo Jin chuckled softly and picked up a large piece of kimchi, taking a big bite together with the noodles.
Slurp!
Ahhhh.
Now that’s the taste of Korea.
* * *
After eating all the noodles, he mixed rice into the broth and ate it clean with the kimchi.
Woo Jin had finished a satisfying meal.
Dungeon Hamster, its belly now round and swollen, lay on the ground with its limbs splayed like a human, laughing.
“I’m so full.”
(…….) Agreed.
The Dungeon Hamster felt the same.
Having eaten all the carrot pieces and strands of ramen noodles Woo Jin had given it, the matted, skinny body it had shown when first discovered was gone—its fur was now fluffy and gleaming with vitality.
– Squeak! (Adventurer, thank you!)
– Squeak! (It’s not much of a reward, but I want to give you this!)
The Dungeon Hamster pulled something out of its worn Bag—a pointed platform of some kind.
From its small Bag emerged a square platform the size of a human palm, with sharp nail-like protrusions jutting from its surface.
[Spike Trap]
– Rank: E
– Quantity: 1
– Description: A trap that causes spikes to spring forth when stepped on.
“Huh? This is a trap.”
As you explored the Dungeon, you encountered all manner of traps.
Arrows came flying from nowhere, or spikes burst forth from the ground.
Not particularly threatening, but annoying enough.
So why was it carrying this?
“It’s the Dungeon Hamsters who set the traps in the Dungeon. The Dungeon Hamsters are the ones who actually maintain the traps found in the Witches’ Dungeons.”
Ah, so that was it.
It was something he hadn’t known until now.
“But why does it have such a pathetic trap? If it came from a high-ranking Witch’s Dungeon, shouldn’t it be carrying at least a Rank A trap?”
At those words, the Dungeon Hamster flinched.
– Click…. (That’s right….)
– Squeak. (Truth is, I’m not good at making traps like the other hamsters, and I failed at my job, that’s why….)
At the Dungeon Hamster’s words, Dungeon Hamster said nothing more.
Shared misery, one might say.
Perpetually last place.
Useless creature.
Labels that clung like shadows.
With no real talent to speak of, he had been assigned to a tower at a difficulty level no one visited, spending long years alone—and the Dungeon Hamster’s past was little different from his own.
Dungeon Hamster felt a surge of pity and wanted to ask Woo Jin if they could live together, but he knew he had no such right, so he could only remain silent.
Then.
“I see. Want to live together?”
– …Squeak? (…Really….?)
At those words, Dungeon Hamster’s face brightened considerably.
With his tail pointing skyward, Dungeon Hamster looked down at the other hamster with a cocky expression.
“Be grateful, meow!”
– Click! (Thank you….!)
[The Dungeon Hamster has terminated its Contract with the Witch Eldora.]
[The Dungeon Hamster now recognizes you as its master.]
Poof!
The Dungeon Hamster vanished suddenly.
[You may now summon the Dungeon Hamster.]
So a Familiar has this kind of function.
Woo Jin summoned the Dungeon Hamster.
Poof!
– Click! (You called me, master!)
The sight was rather amusing and endearing.
Woo Jin handed back the Spike Trap that the Dungeon Hamster had set down on the ground earlier.
“Here. You carry this.”
– Click! (Understood….!)
The Dungeon Hamster stuffed it neatly back into his Bag.
That Bag seemed to be something like a pocket-dimensional pack that the Dungeon Hamster used.
– Click! (Master, I’ll work hard from now on….!)
* * *
[The Dungeon Hamster has terminated its Contract with you.]
“What?”
Eldora, a high-Rank Witch.
She frowned at the message that appeared before her eyes, bewildered.
It was a message she had never seen before, not even once.
For the Dungeon Hamster to dare break its Contract was unthinkable.
What in the world was this audacious creature?
A mocking smile played at the corner of Eldora’s mouth as she traced the creature’s identification number.
“What is this? That was the one I discarded.”
The Dungeon Hamster that lagged far behind the others.
The bumbling creature that didn’t know how to make proper traps.
By now it should have starved to death in some abandoned Dungeon.
The termination message probably meant the Dungeon Hamster had died.
It was not her concern.
A Player Farming in the Dragon Rare (Serialization)
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