Player Farming in the Dragon’s Lair - Chapter 56

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56
The God of Dominion spoke.
If the other gods learned that he had granted the Authority of Emotion among so many divine powers, they would lodge an objection.
In other words, it meant that the Authority of Emotion had excellent performance.
“Emotion!”
[You use Emotion on the Unknown Stone.]
[You have obtained Black Mithril.]
[Black Mithril]
– Grade: SS
– Description: The divine mineral known to be the hardest substance.
“……?”
The stone, rough and unrefined, transformed smooth as obsidian.
Its color deepened to a pure, intense black, and it felt slightly lighter than before.
[The God of Fate stares at the God of Dominion in startled surprise, asking if he made the entire cave from Black Mithril.]
[The God of Dominion nods in affirmation.]
[The God of Adventure says he knew Emotion would be a problem, remarking that the other gods certainly will not want Black Mithril falling into an Adventurer’s hands.]
[The God of Authority looks flustered, saying he thought it was made of diamond at best, and asks how it could be Black Mithril, adding that he didn’t know either.]
It seemed the gods had believed the Unknown Stone comprising the Rare of the Dragon Lord was some substance other than Black Mithril.
“So I’m not supposed to use Black Mithril?”
[The God of Order says that Black Mithril is a divine mineral, and since no other being has ever used or possessed it before, this is an unprecedented case.]
[The God of Order judges that the other gods will certainly object to you, an Adventurer, wielding it, but says the decision can be made when a formal vote is held to lodge the objection.]
I see.
[You store the Black Mithril in your Subspace Backpack.]
So it’s fine to take it for now.
[The God of Order adds only that frivolously using Emotion on the stones within the Dragon Rare to obtain Black Mithril could cause grave chaos to the Tower Order, and therefore it must be prohibited.]
In other words, I shouldn’t obtain any more Black Mithril.
Woo-jin nodded.
In fact, he had been planning to use the Emotion skill on stone tableware—Unknown Stone dishes, Unknown Stone pots, and the like—to transform them into Black Mithril dishes and Black Mithril pots, but unfortunately that plan was now off the table.
[The God of Order adds one more thing: he forbids you from transferring or lending the Black Mithril currently in your Subspace Backpack to anyone else, and you must use it directly yourself.]
“Understood.”
I’ll have to think carefully about how to use this.
* * *
Day 35 since arriving at the Tower.
Today was a day to go outside.
Using the Stone of Wishes on the 90th floor, Woo-jin teleported to the entrance of the Korea Apartment Complex, his family home in Seoul.
“Mm. That familiar exhaust smell. I quite like it.”
The area in front of the complex was a four-lane road.
Naturally, traffic was heavy, and with it came plenty of car exhaust.
Of course, there were many electric vehicles, but internal combustion engines were equally common, so it couldn’t be helped.
To Woo-jin, who lived in the Tower every day, even car exhaust didn’t feel unpleasant.
Korea Apartment 101-1001.
He entered the access code at the digital lock and stepped inside.
It was still early morning.
His father and younger sister were nowhere to be seen—still asleep, probably.
But Kim Mi-suk, the busy housewife, was alone in the kitchen preparing breakfast.
“Mom, I’m home.”
“Oh my goodness! When did you get here, Woo-jin?”
Kim Mi-suk was brewing doenjang jjigae since early morning.
The stew bubbled away steadily.
That familiar aroma.
Woo-jin grinned and took a seat at the dining table.
Kim Mi-suk didn’t pause in her breakfast preparations, setting down steamed rice, doenjang jjigae, fried eggs, kimchi, and spinach side dish on the table.
And her mouth never stopped moving.
“You cleaned out all the side dishes in the fridge last time, didn’t you?”
He flinched.
“I don’t say anything when you take things, but you should still leave some for your family. You can’t take everything. I made plenty today, so take some of that with you.”
“Ha ha. That’s our mom for you. And everyone really loves your side dishes.”
“Hm? Everyone?”
…Oh, right.
I hadn’t mentioned anything about the gods.
And right now, he had no intention of taking it out.
“Kkamangi and the doppelgänger. Yun-a showed you the photos and videos, didn’t she?”
“I did! They’re living together on the first floor of the Tower?”
Kim Mi-suk had understood that Woo-jin was staying on the first floor of the Normal Tower. He’d told his father and younger sister the same thing, and of course it had been relayed exactly as stated.
“That’s right.”
“But I’m not sure if it’s okay for a cat to eat human food. Should I buy some cat food instead?”
“No, Kkamangi eats well. Not long ago, I mixed him rice with kimchi stew and he lapped it right up.”
The breakfast spread was laid out on the table.
Woo-jin scooped a spoonful of the soybean paste stew with his spoon and tried it.
Savory and warm—Kim Mi-suk’s soybean paste stew was the real thing.
“Mmm.”
He spooned up some rice, then more stew.
He picked up a small piece of tofu with the broth and popped it in his mouth in one bite.
Blowing gently on the hot stew and eating it with rice—there was nothing quite like it.
“Dear, Yun-a! Time to eat!”
Kim Mi-suk went into the room and woke her husband and Yun-a.
“Oh? Woo-jin’s here?”
“Yes, sir. Did you sleep well?”
His younger sister, Lee Yun-a, began spooning the soybean paste stew over her rice with bleary eyes and taking bites.
At that moment, Woo-jin’s smartphone rang.
[Kang Min-woo]
“Yes, hello?”
– Lee Woo-jin! Have you arrived safely in Korea?
“Yes. And you, Guild Master?”
– I’m in the neighborhood of your home.
– I’m standing by so I can visit whenever it’s convenient.
They’d agreed to meet this evening, but he was already waiting?
Woo-jin scratched his cheek.
Then he gazed blankly at the spread of food arranged on the table.
‘This is Grade A quality, at least.’
Since the Guild Master was already nearby, there seemed no need to wait until evening.
“Mom, can the Guild Master have breakfast with us?”
“What? Oh, well then, just a moment. Let me put together a salad or something.”
“No, I think he’d be fine with just one more bowl of rice from what we have here.”
.
.
.
“I’m sorry we only have this. If I’d known, I would’ve prepared so much more….”
“Not at all! This is truly a feast! Honestly, it’s been so long since I’ve had a proper breakfast like this—it feels like I’m eating the home-cooked meal my mother used to make, and I couldn’t be happier.”
And so Kang Min-woo joined the family breakfast table.
“This is really delicious!”
“My goodness, thank you so much for enjoying it. Hehe.”
“I mean it sincerely—this is the best soybean paste stew I’ve ever had.”
“Hm, please have as much as you like.”
“Thank you! And thank you for inviting me, Lee Woo-jin.”
Woo-jin’s family—minus him and Kang Min-woo—exchanged glances, their heads tilted in confusion. This was Kang Min-woo, currently the most watched figure in Korea and arguably the world.
One of the most influential people alive.
And yet he was using the most deferential speech toward Woo-jin.
But that wasn’t even the most startling part.
“The reason I’ve taken the liberty of visiting is to see if there’s anything our Guild might support your family with.”
“Pardon? I’m not sure I understand what you mean….”
Woo-jin’s father, Lee Sung-chul, asked carefully.
Kang Min-woo spoke with a smile.
“I don’t know if you’ve heard, but I receive considerable help from Lee Woo-jin regularly. That’s why I absolutely want to repay that kindness. If you tell me what you need, I’ll support you in any way I can.”
His family sat in stunned silence.
Their eyes turned to Woo-jin. Their expressions asked: what on earth is going on?
It was understandable, really.
The notion that Woo-jin had done enough for Kang Min-woo that the Guild Master would say something like that was simply hard to believe.
Kim Mi-suk paused for a moment in thought.
Then her eyes met Lee Sung-chul’s, and she nodded.
“We’re fine with it.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Truthfully, I still can’t quite believe it, but the fact alone that our Woo-jin has been of help to you, Guild Master, is something we’re grateful for. And since it was Woo-jin who helped, not something we did, I don’t think we should accept anything in return.”
“But…….”
“Instead, as his mother, might I ask you for one thing?”
“Of course. Please, just say the word.”
Kim Mi-suk took Kang Min-woo’s hand.
“If you could just look after our Woo-jin so that nothing dangerous happens to him in the Tower, then that alone would be more than enough for us. I know it’s a shameless request, but I’m asking you anyway.”
.”
Lee Woo-jin watched her in silence.
For some reason, the corners of his eyes grew slightly red.
He pulled out a tissue and dabbed at his glistening eyes.
‘Wow. This is the first time I’ve seen him cry.’
Lee Yun-a whispered from beside him.
Woo-jin didn’t respond.
Kang Min-woo spoke.
“You have wonderful, kind parents. Really, I envy you.”
“…You’re right.”
Woo-jin nodded.
In truth, he had anticipated this to some degree.
He suspected his mother and father wouldn’t ask for much of anything.
A nice house, a nice car, money.
They prioritized a harmonious home and good health over such things.
That’s why Woo-jin had been able to grow up well.
“Sniff.”
Swiftly.
Yun-a pulled out a tissue for him.
The atmosphere was solemn yet warm.
Woo-jin wiped his glistening eyes with the tissue.
If things wrapped up like this, it would end on a truly tender and heartwarming note.
But Woo-jin had different plans.
“Guild Master. My family’s top priority is my health, it seems.”
“Yes. You truly have wonderful people…….”
“I’m different. For one thing, I think my studio apartment is way too cramped. I’ll be coming to Korea once a week, and having to stay in such a tight space every time is going to drive me crazy.”
“…I beg your pardon?”
Woo-jin, who had long dreamed of the FIRE lifestyle.
More precisely, his dream was to live well without having to work.
“Actually, it would be nice to have an apartment in Seoul’s downtown area. Shall we finish eating and head to a real estate agent right now? It worked out perfectly meeting this morning.”
Woo-jin scooped a spoonful of rice and miso stew into his mouth and smiled radiantly.
A Player Farming at Dragon Lord (Serialized)
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