Player Farming in the Dragon’s Lair - Chapter 76

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76
Day 45 in the tower.
Smack, smack!
Smack, smack!
“Ahhh! I’ve never tasted anything so delicious in my entire life!”
The Association Chairman was blissfully devouring the triple combination of pork belly, tofu, and kimchi that Woo-jin had provided, consuming it with gusto.
He piled the pork belly, tofu, and kimchi onto white rice, opened his mouth wide, and ate it in one massive bite, chewing loudly—and though he was savoring every mouthful, tears began to stream down his cheeks.
The Association Chairman’s visit to the tower was on account of the Administrative Log.
Managers were required to submit a report called the Administrative Log to the Association once a month.
So Kkamangi had originally intended to go to the Association and report the Administrative Log directly to the Association Chairman, but the Chairman had been alarmed and insisted that he would visit the tower himself from now on—which was why he was here.
“Please eat slowly. There’s plenty more.”
“Ha ha! Thank you!”
The Association Chairman single-handedly devoured nearly two people’s worth of food.
Despite his elderly exterior, his stomach apparently still possessed the vigor of someone in his twenties.
After wiping his mouth with a handkerchief.
The Association Chairman spoke to Woo-jin.
“I’m not sure if you’ve heard, but managers are required to submit their Administrative Logs to the Association once a month. That’s the rule. But how could Kkamangi, who assists you, possibly leave his post? That would be equivalent to dereliction of duty. From now on, I myself will come directly to review the Administrative Log!”
“Yes, I understand.”
Woo-jin nodded.
In truth, whether Kkamangi went to the Association or not made little difference to Woo-jin, but the fact that the Association Chairman was showing a favorable attitude was a good thing.
“Ahem! And Kkamangi, take this.”
Whoosh.
The Association Chairman slid a single sheet of paper across to him.
Kkamangi’s eyes went wide as saucers when he saw it.
[Appointment Certificate]
[Manager Number: 350]
[The aforementioned manager is hereby appointed to Grade D]
[Association Chairman]
“A p-promotion, meow!”
“You’ve been performing your duties excellently, so naturally you deserve a promotion, ha ha. And once you’re promoted, you should receive points as well.”
“Thank you, meow! Thank you, meow!”
The Association Chairman gave Woo-jin a quick once-over, then let out a soft cough.
“Use the 10 points I’m giving you where it matters. I think you know what I mean.”
“I understand, meow! I’ll buy whatever Woo-jin wants, meow!”
“Ahem! I said where it matters. You understand, yes?”
Kkamangi nodded.
Having tucked the Administrative Log into his possession, the Association Chairman approached Woo-jin and bowed respectfully.
“Then I shall take my leave. Please take good care of yourself.”
“Thank you. And you as well.”
After seeing the Association Chairman off.
Woo-jin cleaned up and did the dishes alongside the Doppelgänger.
While they worked, Kkamangi displayed the Manager Shop catalog to him.
[Manager Shop]
– Weapons
– Armor
– Consumables
– Miscellaneous Items
– Skills
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[Iron Fortress Armor]
– Classification: Equipment
– Grade: A
– Effects
– Damage taken when worn is reduced by 20%.
– Movement speed when worn is reduced by 20%.
– Description: Heavy frame, formidable defense!
– Price: 3 Points
[Boots of Haste]
– Category: Equipment
– Grade: A
– Effect: Increases movement speed by 30% when equipped.
– Description: Exceptionally lightweight shoes. Wearing them makes your body feel lighter too.
– Price: 3p
Nothing among the equipment really caught his eye.
The most appealing item, as always, was—
“Can I buy another Teleportation Ring?”
“You’ve got it in stock? You’re buying another one?”
“The more the better. It’ll come in handy when I’m moving between the passages.”
Though he found the current ring convenient enough, as he continued expanding the passages, one ring wouldn’t be sufficient for his needs.
Say he worked all the way down to the first floor and placed a Teleportation Ring at the entrances to both the first and ninety-ninth floors.
Then suppose Woo-jin suddenly needed to go to the fiftieth floor.
He’d have to either climb up from the first floor or descend from the ninety-ninth—no other choice.
But if he had another Teleportation Ring?
He could just leave one on the fiftieth floor.
“That does make sense!”
“Right?”
Kkamangi purchased another Teleportation Ring for 10 shop points and handed it to Woo-jin, who immediately stored it in his Subspace pack.
* * *
After the conversation with Rabbit, the leader of the Calamity Cult.
Eldora, the High-level Witch, returned to the Abandoned Dungeon, her heart gripped by anxiety.
In just one more day, the ownership of the dungeon would transfer to her—a matter she thought needn’t concern her, yet felt compelled to verify beforehand.
But then.
A problem emerged.
[Abandoned Dungeon]
– Monsters: 0
– Traps: 0
“H-h-huh?!”
Gone.
Every trap had vanished.
What on earth had happened?
Eldora’s face drained of color.
Pop!
– C-chirp? (M-master called for me?)
“You!”
Eldora’s voice erupted in a shout.
The Dungeon Rat flinched, hiccupping and trembling violently.
– C-chirp? (W-why are you doing this?)
“Why am I doing this? If you had eyes that worked properly, you’d see for yourself! There isn’t a single trap left in this dungeon!”
It was true.
The dungeon’s trap count now displayed zero.
This shouldn’t have been possible.
The Dungeon Rat hastily scurried through the entire dungeon to check.
Indeed, not a single trap remained. But there was something far more troubling.
The traps that had been installed in the dungeon bore traces of being ‘dismantled.’
This meant someone with thorough knowledge of traps had used tools to dismantle them deliberately.
That someone was, naturally—
– Squeak?! (It was the Dungeon Rat’s doing?!)
The Dungeon Rat reported everything it had seen and verified to Eldora without omission. Upon hearing the report, Eldora summoned all the remaining Dungeon Rats in exasperation.
The Dungeon Rats, hearing the full story,
recoiled in horror, waving their paws frantically.
Each insisted it wasn’t them.
– Squeak! (We installed the traps, we didn’t dismantle them!)
– Squeak! (That’s right! There’s no Dungeon Rat who did such a thing!)
Then what in the world had happened?
Eldora, her anger subsiding, considered the matter carefully.
Who stood to benefit most from the disappearance of the traps?
The answer was obvious: Lee Woo-jin, the Adventurer.
So then—had Lee Woo-jin dismantled the traps himself?
‘It’s possible. But the Dungeon Rats said it was the work of another Dungeon Rat. How does Lee Woo-jin even have one?’
Chasing one thread of thought after another, she arrived at a conclusion.
Eldora’s eyes snapped open as if struck by sudden realization.
“Wait—could it be? That creature?”
– You’re being scrapped.
– You’re useless at everything.
– What am I supposed to do with you?
There had been a Dungeon Rat abandoned along with this dungeon itself.
She’d disposed of it because it lacked any aptitude for work, consumed far too much food, and possessed such a simpering, idiotic nature that it was utterly worthless.
What if Lee Woo-jin had come to this dungeon
and picked up that very Dungeon Rat, binding it to himself?
And if he’d disabled the traps and stolen the Land Deed as well?
Everything would make sense.
‘Reinstalling the traps would be pointless.’
If she reset the traps to reclaim ownership, Lee Woo-jin and that witless Dungeon Rat would simply dismantle them all over again. It was obvious.
She’d be doing his work for him.
‘I have no choice. I’ll have to handle this myself.’
She would meet Lee Woo-jin face-to-face and kill him.
Then she’d take back the ownership. That was the only solution.
It galled her to waste time on a mere Adventurer, but circumstances left her no alternative.
Losing dungeon ownership to an Adventurer spreading through the Calamity Cult was far worse. If word got out, she’d never be able to show her face again.
‘I’ll wait for him to come back here.’
She decided to set an ambush at the Abandoned Dungeon’s entrance.
Eldora began chanting High-level Magic, laying down Magic Circles in advance.
The moment Lee Woo-jin set foot in this place, she would detonate all her Magic Circles in a single instant.
He would be reduced to dust.
“Khhehehehe… Kyahahahahaha!”
The Dungeon Rats blinked as they watched Eldora continue laying Magic Circles.
– Squeek…? (Is our master… really alright…?)
Of course, the place where Woo-jin came and went had no Magic Circles installed.
* * *
A system message appeared while Woo-jin was working on pruning Cherry Tomato suckers alongside the Doppelgänger and Kkamangi.
[Someone has invaded the dungeon.]
Naturally, the system notification of Eldora’s intrusion reached Woo-jin.
The Land Deed—the ownership—of the “Abandoned Dungeon” belonged to him, which was why he received the system alert.
“Hey Woo-jin, what’s wrong?”
“Someone just entered the dungeon. I think it might be the original owner. Maybe they came to check on those thirty traps we installed last time?”
He checked the Land Deed.
[Abandoned Dungeon]
– Monsters: 0
– Traps: 0
It didn’t look like any traps had been set or monsters deployed. So what was happening inside the dungeon right now?
“Should I go take a look?”
Besides, he had his Authority and Absolute Stealth.
He was confident he wouldn’t be spotted.
Just as he was about to stand up, thinking that a quick reconnaissance wouldn’t hurt,
Am-wol, who had been in Seedling Shovel form, rose smoothly into the air.
– I will go and see.
“Huh? You, Am-wol?”
– I’m not needed for pruning Cherry Tomato suckers anyway. I shall go punish the audacious fool who dares breach the master’s dungeon and return.
– I will go swiftly while you continue your work here.
Woo-jin scratched his cheek.
He had no intention of stopping Am-wol when it was volunteering to handle the matter itself.
Still.
“It won’t be dangerous?”
– I am Am-wol. Danger lies with them, not me.
– Moreover, I have absorbed considerable Dark Power from slaying the recent Calamity. Though far from my prime, this much is more than sufficient to deal with whoever dares invade the dungeon.
He nodded.
“All right. Go ahead. Just chase them off—don’t kill them.”
– Understood.
Am-wol shot forward with a sharp whistle, hurtling toward the Manager’s passage.
Farming in a Dragon’s Lair: A Player’s Chronicle (Serialized)
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