Player Farming in the Dragon’s Lair - Chapter 63

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63
Meanwhile, in the Administrator Association Hall.
The atmosphere in the room where all the bureaucrats had gathered was grave beyond measure.
The reason they had convened was none other than the existence of what they called “Calamity.”
One bureaucrat held up a book.
The book floated in the air, its pages unfurling until they stopped at a particular passage.
【The first Calamity shall arrive.】
It was an SS-rank item.
The Book of Apocalyptic Prophecy had the ability to react when “apocalypse” drew near, revealing the reasons why.
After remaining silent for some time, the Book of Apocalyptic Prophecy had shown a response, and as the phrase “the first Calamity shall arrive” illuminated, the bureaucrats had been called to emergency assembly.
Then one bureaucrat timidly raised his hand.
“Um…”
“Speak.”
“Shouldn’t we… shouldn’t we be joining the Calamity Cult?”
It was a proposal that had been raised long ago.
The Calamity Cult was a religious sect that worshipped Calamity as a god, estimated to have been conducting activities in secret for some time, but recently—as rumors spread according to the Book of Apocalyptic Prophecy that Calamity would soon arrive—it had begun to surge in popularity.
The word was that if one joined the Calamity Cult, one’s followers would be spared from Calamity.
A few years ago, when that proposal was first put forward—whether we too should join the Calamity Cult—all the bureaucrats had united in rejecting it harshly.
But as time passed and Calamity drew closer, the bureaucrats had begun, one by one, to seriously consider joining the Calamity Cult.
And now.
“Let us join the Calamity Cult.”
“Yes, yes indeed. If we join, and have the adventurers below us join as well, then everyone could live in peace, could they not?”
Murmur, murmur.
As the bureaucrats began to form a consensus about joining the Calamity Cult, the Association President, who had been quietly listening, brought his fist down hard upon the desk.
Bang!
“You rotting bastards! Have you all truly gone mad, eager to die?”
Flinch!
“Bureaucrats of the Administrator Association, trembling like leaves over some petty Calamity! Listen here—the prophecy also says it plainly! That great adventurers shall defeat the Calamity.”
The Association President pointed to the prophecy as he spoke.
But no such prophecy was visible.
Well, there had been one before.
A small passage stating that great adventurers would defeat the Calamity when it appeared.
But it had long since vanished completely.
And for good reason—the adventurer with the highest record was still only at Hell Difficulty Floor 60.
And even that was practically abandoned.
Calamity was, in every sense, calamity.
An adventurer stuck at Hell Difficulty Floor 60 could never bring down the Calamity.
The Association President knew this fact all too well.
So until just a few months ago, the Association President had seriously considered joining the Calamity Cult himself, and had sought the bureaucrats’ opinions.
The bureaucrats had thought that today, the Association President would make his decision. They expected him to say something like: let us all join the Calamity Cult together.
But today’s response was strange.
He displayed a fierce hostility toward the Calamity Cult, as if he had something to believe in.
And what he believed in was something the bureaucrats could easily infer.
– By my judgment, the reason the Hourglass of Erosion has stopped is thanks to an adventurer here.
Words the Association President had spoken at the last bureaucrats’ meeting.
They had all reviewed the report submitted by Manager 350.
A level 1 adventurer had been assigned to Mythic Difficulty Floor 99.
All the bureaucrats had concluded it was some sort of system error that caused the placement, and had remarked that only the adventurer’s fate was tragic.
But the Association President had flatly declared that the reason the Hourglass of Erosion had stopped must be due to that level 1 adventurer.
Of course, the bureaucrats had never believed such a thing.
“Surely you don’t mean, Association President, that you’re considering that level 1 adventurer from the report Manager 350 submitted last time as the great adventurer destined to defeat the Calamity?”
“How could a level 1 defeat the Calamity! By our estimates, it would take several hundred adventurers of at least level 450 or higher attacking all at once to barely kill it. And that’s only based on simulations assuming they were all equipped with S-rank or SS-rank gear!”
The Association President, who had been listening quietly, let out a long sigh.
Woo-jin was certainly an extraordinary adventurer.
Lucky though he had been, he had nonetheless subdued the Shadow King Doppelganger from Floor 98 and made him his subordinate.
Moreover, not just one but several Constellations were watching him.
Setting aside the question of whether he could continue to survive in Mythic Difficulty, it was clear he was an adventurer with tremendous growth potential.
But could he defeat the Calamity?
Even the Association President could only shake his head at that.
“Let’s end today’s meeting here. Everyone seems far too emotionally biased. And don’t forget this—we managers must be more neutral than anyone else. That is the principle upon which we manage the Tower.”
The Association President rose from his seat.
He opened the door and was about to step outside when—
“Ah, I’ll borrow this for a moment.”
Whoosh.
He took the Book of Apocalyptic Prophecy with him.
The Association President meant to show it to Lee Woo-jin.
If a Calamity were to appear, it would most likely manifest within the Mythic Difficulty tower, so he intended to give him a warning out of caution.
* * *
Day 38 since arriving at the Tower.
Lee Woo-jin inspected the rice paddy he had planted.
Just yesterday, the young seedlings had been barely visible as delicate strands rising above the water; now, after a single night had passed, their stems and leaves had grown visibly taller.
Since they were still in the thick of growing, no rice ears were yet visible, but comparing them against photographs of rice stored on his smartphone confirmed they were developing beautifully.
Though the stems were still slender and tender, they stood upright without drooping, and the sight of it drew a chuckle from Lee Woo-jin.
“Maybe it’s time to plant some garlic too.”
The heart of Korea.
The blood of Korea.
Whether stewing it into broths, grilling it with meat, mixing it into marinades, or any number of other uses—there’s nowhere it doesn’t belong. Garlic: the very soul food of the Korean people!
As he wandered through the Lair considering where to establish his garlic patch, he spotted an onion field.
“Perfect. I’ll plant it beside the onions.”
Garlic and onion—a match made in heaven.
Planting them side by side would look good too.
‘But first, I need to eat something.’
After all, you can’t tackle any task on an empty stomach.
Crackle!
He pulled out dry kindling and built a campfire.
This morning’s meal: baked potatoes and roasted sweet potatoes.
Toss, toss!
He flung the potatoes and sweet potatoes into the flames.
As the hot fire licked at them, the vegetables began to cook with sizzling pops, and a rich, sweet aroma rose into the air.
[You have prepared Roasted Sweet Potato through Cooking.]
[You have prepared Baked Potato through Cooking.]
[Cooking Lv. 5’s proficiency rises marginally.]
[Cooking Lv. 5’s proficiency …….]
[Roasted Sweet Potato]
– Grade: C
– Effects:
– Taste Bonus +30%
– Upon consumption: permanently grants Strength +0.01
– Description: A Tower-grown sweet potato, roasted to perfection. Still piping hot.
[Baked Potato]
– Grade: C
– Effects:
– Taste Bonus +30%
– Upon consumption: permanently grants all Resistances +0.01
– Description: A Tower’s Resistance Potato, baked to golden warmth. Still piping hot.
“This looks delicious!”
(……) Anticipation!
Lee Woo-jin distributed a roasted sweet potato and a baked potato to Kkamangi and the Doppelganger each, then divided a set—one potato and one sweet potato—among the gods.
[The God of Adventure laughs brightly and rushes off to the other gods, clutching the roasted sweet potato and baked potato.]
[The God of Authority says he’ll enjoy the meal and peels open the baked potato, taking a large, eager bite.]
(……) Delicious!
Poof!
[You summon the Dungeon Mouse.]
– Squeak! (Master, you called for me!)
“Here, eat this.”
– Squeak! (Tasty, tasty!)
The Dungeon Mouse’s face beamed with joy as it stuffed its cheeks full.
Lee Woo-jin gathered the baked potato and roasted sweet potato he’d set aside for himself.
“I’m going to take these to Hephaestus and be back soon.”
“Understood, meow!”
I moved to the entrance of Floor 60 using the Teleportation Ring.
The Manager’s door was already open, so I was about to go straight to Hephaestus to bring him something to eat when.
“Huh?”
I noticed something creeping and rising from the Manager’s passage leading down to Floor 59.
Something….
“A mushroom?!”
It looked like an oyster mushroom.
Oyster mushrooms were delicious when sautéed, and they were great in soups and stews too.
I pulled out Amwol.
Whoosh!
I transformed it into the shape of a shovel.
And I headed toward the oyster mushroom.
“Soil Leveling, Soil Leveling!”
Thunk!
Thunk!
Smack! Thunk!
[Your proficiency with Soil Leveling Lv. 7 has…….]
It wasn’t far away, so I could reach it quickly.
Up close, it looked even more like an oyster mushroom, and surprisingly, it was quite large.
“I think I need to dig this up a bit.”
I changed Amwol into the shape of a small spade and drove it into the wall where the oyster mushroom was embedded.
– Master, this one is….
Thunk!
[Purification Lv. 3 activates.]
[Your proficiency with Purification Lv. 3 rises.]
[You have acquired Purification Lv. 4.]
“Ugh! Why is this so tough? Soil Leveling!”
Thunk-thunk-thunk!
I had a feeling about this.
Maybe it was a giant, delicious oyster mushroom?
[Your proficiency with Soil Leveling Lv. 7 has…….]
[Your proficiency with Purification Lv. 4 has…….]
I was digging away enthusiastically like that when.
Suddenly the clump of mushroom came loose and was yanked out.
“Oh! Finally!”
【You have vanquished the First Calamity, the Death Fungal Mass.】
I blinked.
Instead of the oyster mushroom I’d been expecting, I’d apparently just defeated something called a Death Fungal Mass—a Calamity out of nowhere.
And then.
Crack!
The mushroom(?) collapsed and transformed into some kind of black gem.
[Calamity Stone]
– Description: A remnant of the First Calamity, the Death Fungal Mass.
【The Book of Apocalyptic Prophecy has been updated.】
“What is this?”
Once I confirmed it wasn’t a mushroom like I’d hoped, my interest dropped completely. I stored the Calamity Stone in my Dimensional Backpack and headed into Floor 60.
“Hephaestus! I brought dinner!”
A Player Farming in the Dragon Lair (Serialization)
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