Player Farming in the Dragon’s Lair - Chapter 72

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72
Sword Master, Calon.
He was once a legendary figure whose name had echoed across the continent.
A singular being who could fell a thousand Magic Beasts with a single blade, cleave the sea, and split mountains asunder.
Then one day, towers began to emerge across the continent.
He awakened and set foot upon the path of Ascension.
Ascension was a magnificent ritual—transcending the mere human body to achieve a higher existence, where intent, spirit, and soul all ascended together to a greater grade.
He had become an Observer, as it were.
Observers were divided into three tiers: low-grade, mid-grade, and high-grade.
Between each successive tier yawned an immeasurable chasm.
The ultimate goal of Ascension was to become a high-grade Observer.
Becoming a high-grade Observer meant serving as the direct aide to the absolute ruler of the towers—a Constellation—and it was a glory beyond measure to become one of their intimate circle.
For a human born into this world to reach even low-grade Observer was nearly impossible, yet Calon had proven himself extraordinary from birth, rising to the rank of Sword Master and eventually treading the path of Ascension until he attained mid-grade status.
He had no desire to advance further.
Nor could he have, even if he wished.
The mere fact of having become a mid-grade Observer granted him deep satisfaction, and his final goal was to identify a worthy successor and pass down the secret sword technique of the Moonlight Sword Technique to them.
Then, quite by chance, he encountered Kang Min-woo, who had recently been making waves in the towers.
A Hard Difficulty tower.
Watching him ascend swiftly from the first to the tenth floor without taking many days, Calon recognized genuine talent and decided to sponsor him.
But what astonished him even more was that Kang Min-woo possessed an S-Rank sword.
There was no way for an Adventurer at floor ten of Hard Difficulty to obtain an S-Rank weapon.
Certainly, it might be possible through the Auction House System or through private trades with other Adventurers, but what mad Adventurer would ever put an S-Rank weapon on the market?
“I received it as a gift from an Adventurer I know.”
No Adventurer existed who would gift an S-Rank weapon.
They would have used it themselves instead.
Possessing a weapon of this caliber meant existing at Hell Difficulty or beyond.
Surviving Hell Difficulty was nearly impossible, and anyone holding an S-Rank weapon or armor would use it for their own survival.
When Calon asked Kang Min-woo for the Adventurer’s name, he was told it was Lee Woo-jin, who existed in Myth Difficulty.
He couldn’t believe it.
So he tried to verify it himself.
[This Adventurer is inaccessible.]
No matter how many times he attempted, the result remained the same.
Either the tower system had encountered an error,
Or an Adventurer had been marked by a Constellation, rendering them invisible to inferior Observers.
If Lee Woo-jin truly existed in Myth Difficulty, it was possible a Constellation was taking note of him.
Throughout history, countless Adventurers had climbed the towers, and many continued to do so, yet not a single one had ever reached Myth Difficulty.
A Constellation might well take interest.
But the question remained: was Lee Woo-jin truly an Adventurer in Myth Difficulty?
If he were capable of ascending to Myth Difficulty, he would have had to pass through Hell Difficulty first.
Had that been the case, Calon would certainly have known of it.
Not only he, but other Observers—even high-grade Observers—would likely have taken interest and sponsored such an individual.
Moreover, having crossed over into Myth Difficulty meant
Clearing all one hundred floors of Hell Difficulty.
Yet there was no Adventurer in Hell Difficulty displaying such a performance, and the name Lee Woo-jin was utterly unknown to him.
“Did he say he would come meet us soon?”
“Yes. He mentioned he goes out once a week.”
“Hmph. The way he speaks of it, he’s certainly a fraud. Going out once a week—Myth Difficulty isn’t some neighborhood playground.”
“Clearing one floor a week—that’s absolutely impossible. And going out suggests he actually resides in the tower itself, doesn’t it? Living in that dreadful place?”
“I didn’t ask directly whether he clears the floors before exiting, and it remains unverified, but Lee Woo-jin mentioned he resides at floor ninety-nine of Myth Difficulty.”
Calon let out a hollow laugh despite himself.
Residing in Myth Difficulty tower.
And at floor ninety-nine, no less.
“Ha. Well, I’ve heard all sorts of mad nonsense now. Fine. When I meet him this time, I should have a look myself.”
“Are we leaving to meet him right away?”
“No. First,”
I need to buy some Corn Seeds.
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A newly built apartment in Cheongdam-dong.
The elevator stopped at the fifteenth floor, and Woo-jin stepped out.
A smile he couldn’t hide played across his lips.
“Heh. So this is what a high-end new apartment looks like.”
From the entrance to the hallway to the elevator, everything gleamed.
After punching in the door code, he turned the lock with a click and stepped inside.
Unlike last week when the place felt sparse, now it was filled with furniture and essentials, everything arranged precisely.
Not a speck of dust anywhere.
Whoosh!
When he drew back the curtains, the full daylight of the Han River spread before him.
Lee Woo-jin poured filtered water into a wine glass and sipped it as though savoring wine, celebrating his success (?) in solitude.
In the midst of this one-man celebration, his phone rang.
It was Kang Min-woo.
“Yes, Guild Master.”
— This is Kang Min-woo! I’ve just arrived at your door. Would you mind opening it for me?
“Oh, of course! Let me get that right away!”
— Ah, and there’s someone here who would like to meet Lee Woo-jin. Would it be all right if he came up as well?
Who could that be?
Someone from the Guild?
“Sure, that’s fine.”
Click.
He bolted toward the door and opened it.
There stood Kang Min-woo, and behind him, a man hovering in mid-air.
He didn’t look like a person of the modern era.
He resembled a medieval knight in full plate armor.
— Are you Lee Woo-jin?
“Yes, I’m Lee Woo-jin. Who are you?”
— I am Calon, an Intermediate Observer.
— I hear that you…….
That was when it happened.
[The God of Rules summons the Intermediate Observer, Calon, to the Temple.]
Suddenly, Calon vanished with a pop.
He disappeared mid-sentence, and even Kang Min-woo tilted his head in confusion.
“Why don’t we step inside?”
“Yes, thank you.”
Lee Woo-jin and Kang Min-woo sat down on the living room sofa.
Kang Min-woo set the paper bag he’d been holding onto the small table in front of the sofa and spoke.
“Here are the Corn Seeds you requested.”
“Ah, thank you so much.”
The Corn Seeds were immediately stored in his subspace pouch.
“It’s interesting—there’s so much more here than when I came last week. That table over there, and I noticed quite a bit of dishware in the cupboards. There’s even an air purifier over there. Heh.”
Kang Min-woo nodded with a smile.
“Yes, since this space is for you to use like a villa, we’re taking great care of it. Five-star hotel managers who are currently in active service have come to oversee the space design. Cleaning and linens are also arranged daily by hotel staff.”
“What? That much?”
“Of course, we’ve scheduled the cleaning for days when you’re not visiting, so the space is always ready for your comfort. Should you ever wish to restrict outside visits due to privacy concerns or any other reason, just let us know and we’ll make the necessary adjustments.”
Lee Woo-jin shook his head.
“Actually, I think it’s wonderful! Keeping things clean for me—when would I ever get to enjoy such luxury?”
“You’ll be able to enjoy it for a long time to come. Ah, and this…….”
Whoosh.
Kang Min-woo handed over a Certificate of Registration, a copy of the registry, an identification card, and a personal seal.
“What? It’s already done?”
“Yes, thanks to you trusting us with it.”
“Come on, I didn’t do anything. But honestly, it still doesn’t feel real. My own house, actually mine now.”
Looking at the Certificate of Registration, about midway down.
A single eye-catching sticker was affixed there.
【WARNING】
— Removing this sticker without the rights holder’s permission or attempting to obtain the serial number or password may result in civil and criminal liability under applicable laws.
“What happens if I remove this? Will it cause problems?”
Kang Min-woo offered a faint smile.
“Not at all. There’s a serial number inside—it’s typically used when taking out a mortgage on a house. Since you likely won’t need the serial number, you can try peeling it off if you’re curious.”
“Ah, I see. Then I’ll leave it for now.”
That was when it happened.
Suddenly, the Intermediate Observer, Calon, appeared in mid-air.
His whole body was trembling visibly, and his condition looked far from good.
Thud!
A lowly creature greets you, Lee Woo-jin! I am deeply honored!
Calon suddenly dropped to his knees and bowed with extravagant deference.
Kang Min-woo stared at him with an expression of complete bewilderment.
Until arriving here, his mood had been something like ‘I need to see that bastard’s face,’ but his demeanor had abruptly reversed itself by one hundred and eighty degrees.
Lee Woo-jin didn’t understand it either, but one thing nagged at him.
The message that the God of Rules had summoned Calon and taken him to the Temple.
Something had definitely happened there afterward.
“Did the gods perhaps say something to you?”
No, not at all!
And there’s absolutely no need for you to speak to such an insignificant creature with honorifics! Please speak to me informally! It puts my mind at ease, I beg you!
Lee Woo-jin scratched his cheek.
If he was asking for it himself, he’d oblige.
“Alright, I’ll count on you going forward, Guild Master.”
Yes, I shall obey your command!
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That evening.
Lee Woo-jin returned to the Dragon Lair.
“I’m home!”
“Woo-jin, welcome nyao!”
(……) Joy!
“I’m starving. Let’s get dinner ready right away.”
(……) Nod-nod!
[The God of Adventure asks what’s on the menu for tonight.]
“I’m planning to eat the side dishes I brought from home.”
The gods delighted at the mention of Kim Mi-sook’s side dishes, which they apparently ate right away. As they prepared the rice and got dinner ready,
“But what did you say to Calon earlier?”
[The God of Adventure shrugs and says we didn’t say much of anything.]
The God of Adventure explained that the God of Rules had merely said one thing to Calon: ‘You seem quite interested in Lee Woo-jin?’
The Player Farming in the Dragon Lair (Serialized)
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