The Heavenly Demon Destroys the Tower - Chapter 11

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Episode 11
‘Tower No-777?’
An SSS+ Maze Map that was hard to obtain without being a flying race.
He’d destroyed walls here to claim a special reward.
But the reward was just a ticket to enter a Tower.
Lee Ganghan felt a brief flicker of disappointment before a chat message from earlier surfaced in his mind.
‘Didn’t the viewers say Iron Tower only goes up to number 99?’
Iron-grade Towers only had numbers up to 99.
So the strategy guides were fairly well-documented, or so they’d said.
If the numbering stopped at 99, what was 777?
‘I should ask the guildmaster and the others about this.’
With that thought, Lee Ganghan accepted the special reward.
Then came a cascade of messages.
[Clear Reward is now available.]
[Your Level has increased by 3.]
[You have gained 20,000 TP.]
The Clear Reward that came from climbing a Tower to its summit every time.
Most ordinary players could only reach the top by entering Towers with lower difficulties.
So a Clear Reward with an average acquisition rate of around 20% was something Lee Ganghan had now obtained twice in a row.
‘Making money’s pretty easy.’
He’d already recovered half the TP he’d invested in that Goblin, hadn’t he?
He was smirking to himself when—
[All rewards have been collected.]
[Logging out from Iron Tower No. 31.]
Along with the message confirming all rewards received,
Lee Ganghan’s body flashed with light.
Whoosh!
He was back inside his apartment.
Kim Jooyoung, in the middle of eating Fried Chicken in the living room, turned to him with wide, startled eyes.
“I’m back. The chicken’s still hot, right?”
“…Did you break through a wall just to eat Fried Chicken?”
“Finding the way was a hassle. You know I have a bad sense of direction.”
“Crazy bastard, seriously…. Here, eat. You just got back, so it’s still burning hot.”
Swish.
As Lee Ganghan settled into his seat and began eating the Fried Chicken,
Beep.
[The video from your live stream session has been saved to the ‘Streaming’ folder.]
A message appeared before his eyes now that he was back in reality.
“So the video auto-saves after streaming? That’s convenient.”
“A message popped up?”
“Yeah. Is this some kind of hyper-technology exclusive to the Infinite Tower?”
“A Channel Opening License costs 50,000 TP, so they’d better throw in features like that.”
With that, Kim Jooyoung went on to explain the video editing and upload process.
“Look here. If you go into TowerTube settings, there’s a function to extract videos. Send it to an editor, they clean it up and post it.”
“Oh. You really know your stuff.”
“I do TowerTube editing as a side gig after work.”
“Really? Since when?”
“About six months now? After the Gangnam over-leverage thing collapsed and my father’s mental state got so bad he couldn’t work anymore…”
They’d poured their entire souls into buying an apartment in Gangnam,
and then the Towers appeared.
A Tower of Light manifested right there, wiping out their entire fortune.
Kim Jooyoung’s father probably understood intellectually that he needed to keep working, but his spirit had broken.
So that’s why he was pulling a double shift at night like this.
“Hey, would you edit my videos too?”
“Your videos?”
“Yeah. I’ll pay you market rate.”
“Hmm. The big successful Guilds usually have separate editing teams…”
“I can’t join a Guild anyway.”
“Right, of course. Got it. I’ll give it a shot—if you don’t like it, we can find someone else anytime.”
Right then and there, Lee Ganghan extracted the video and sent it to Kim Jooyoung’s email.
“I’ll edit it once I get home tomorrow.”
“Sure. Take your time.”
With the TowerTube business settled for now, Lee Ganghan’s mind drifted.
He recalled the entry ticket he’d received earlier.
Tower No-777 Entry Ticket.
Did Kim Jooyoung have any information about this?
“Iron Tower No-777 entry ticket? From what I know, Iron Tower only goes up to No-99.”
“Right?”
“Yeah. But I think No-777 came up in the Gold-rank towers. When someone hit it, a treasure vault opened.”
Kim Jooyoung searched for Tower 777 on TowerTube as he spoke.
Immediately, videos of people who’d been assigned to No-777 appeared.
[Hey, everyone! 777! It’s 777!!!]
[Wow, I’ve been having money troubles after burning through my TP last time… and now 777 shows up right on cue!]
[Whoa. Did you see that? Soon as the treasure chest opened, ten thousand TP just materialized right there on the spot.]
Every player on screen was beaming with joy.
Tower 777 had a background glittering gold throughout.
Dozens of enormous treasure chests were scattered across the floor.
With each chest opened, they seemed to gain ten thousand TP.
The players’ eyes went wild as they tore into the boxes.
[Ah, but there’s a time limit of five minutes…… so frustrating.]
[The chests are pretty heavy, so they don’t open right away. But ten thousand TP each!]
[Still, I’m walking out with two hundred thousand TP. Won’t need donations today. Hehe.]
[Wow, there’s even a clear reward on top of this…… ? This is insane, seriously.]
Looking at the videos, Tower 777 was essentially a bonus stage.
Money earned, clear guaranteed.
It was a win-win situation, no question.
“From what I’m seeing, they average two hundred thousand TP…… Three of those tickets would be absolutely golden, wouldn’t it?”
“But these people are Gold-rank, right? Iron Tower No-777 probably has tighter rewards.”
“Yeah, that makes sense. If Iron-rank players made that much, everyone would go pro.”
The rewards themselves would likely be leaner than Gold-rank.
But considering the clear reward on top of it all, the ticket still looked solid.
‘I should try it out first thing tomorrow.’
Right around the time Lee Ganghan was thinking this,
‘Ah……’
a sudden wave of drowsiness crashed over him.
* * *
[The Cheonma’s Shocking Recent Status]
[Discovering a New Strategy for the Maze Map]
[Can You Really Break Walls with Your Fists? A Gold-Rank Player Tested It]
└Is this another fake video? What wall is that ㅡㅡ
└Full video’s on TowerTube ㄱㄱ
└ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ No way the walls break that easily?
└A bunch of players are already challenging it and it works like a charm ㅋㅋ
“Man, the wall-breaking video’s already taking off.”
The moment Lee Ganghan’s play session ended,
the Infinite Tower Community was ablaze with activity, which Kim Jooyoung was observing.
“What time is it?”
“Right now? 8:45 PM.”
“I’m suddenly exhausted. I think I’m done for the night……”
Lee Ganghan was already nodding off, his eyes half-closed.
Seeing this, Kim Jooyoung scratched his head.
“You didn’t stay up late sleeping last night?”
“Since I only spent an hour in the tower today, I guess it’s catching up with me now…… I can’t fight the sleep.”
“So your sleep schedule really does shift back by however long you’re in the tower, huh.”
Kim Jooyoung found this curious, tracking the time,
then gestured for him to head to his room at once.
“Go on, get some rest. I’ll finish eating a bit more and crash out here in the living room.”
“Hey, if you’re staying over to sleep, can you film me?”
“……You want me to film you snoring?”
“I got a scar while sleeping yesterday.”
“A scar?”
“Yeah. No one broke in or anything, but I got these weird wounds. Figured I’d take a picture of them, but my phone’s out of storage.”
“Man…… you really need to ditch that piece of junk.”
Even as he said it,
he stepped into Lee Ganghan’s room and positioned himself to get a good angle.
“If you wreck it throwing a fit, I’m getting you the latest model?”
“Got it.”
“Really? Go ahead and smash it, haha.”
Lee Ganghan let out a soft laugh and flopped back onto the bed.
At once, a powerful Sleep Compulsion rolled over him.
An irresistible drowsiness.
Before closing his eyes, he checked the clock one last time.
‘Just after nine…’
Since he’d only spent an hour in the Maze Map this time, maybe that was it.
His sleep was only running an hour later than usual.
The Tower and this strange sleep.
What could the connection possibly be?
As Lee Ganghan drifted off with that question on his mind,
“Ah. But what do I do without a phone……?”
Guess I’ll just watch TV.
Kim Jooyoung scratched his head and reached for the remote,
but when he couldn’t find it anywhere, he glanced toward Lee Ganghan’s room.
‘Is it in there?’
I’ll just grab the remote and be out quick.
Tipsy, Kim Jooyoung stumbled over and opened Lee Ganghan’s door.
“What……?”
Hovering above the sleeping Lee Ganghan,
a blood-red Portal hung in the air.
‘What—what is that? Why’s a Portal suddenly……’
He’d seen Lee Ganghan thrash around and cry out plenty of times in his sleep before,
but he’d never seen a Portal like this.
And then,
a soft whisper—
Lee Ganghan’s body rose into the air, then was sucked into the Portal.
The moment he vanished, so did the Portal.
“What—what the——?”
Am I just too drunk?
Kim Jooyoung splashed water on his face in the bathroom, then hurried back to Lee Ganghan’s bed,
but his friend still hadn’t returned.
“This is…… this is totally insane.”
Kim Jooyoung’s drunkenness had evaporated.
As he stood there not knowing what to do, tearing at his hair,
a whoosh—
the Portal opened again.
Lee Ganghan’s body crashed back onto the bed.
But unlike when he’d been pulled in, his entire frame was now covered in wounds.
‘He said he got these cuts while sleeping yesterday…… so this is what he meant?’
His clothes were unharmed,
but his face, his exposed arms, his legs—
all of Lee Ganghan’s skin bore deep, slashing cuts.
Or rather, they looked more like scars—the bleeding had already stopped, leaving marks as ancient and weathered as those of a legendary hero.
‘This is…… this is pretty bad.’
Looking at a body that seemed to have endured hours of torture, Kim Jooyoung furrowed his brow
when, with a soft whisper,
all the scars covering Lee Ganghan’s body began to fade.
In an instant, the body had healed as if nothing had ever happened.
‘…… Am I the one dreaming?’
Did I drink too much after you bought me that soju?
Even as he raised his phone to record what he was seeing,
Kim Jooyoung couldn’t believe his own eyes.
For Lee Ganghan, the series of events that unfolded was
nothing short of extraordinary.
Then, suddenly—
“Nnnngh…… Aaaahhhhh……!”
Lee Ganghan jolted awake in bed, screaming.
Kim Jooyoung, paradoxically, felt relieved.
‘He’s back to his old self.’
The screams were loud enough to draw complaints from neighbors.
Lee Ganghan always cried out in agony like this when he slept—
a sound that never got any easier to hear, no matter how many times.
Yet compared to that blood-red portal anomaly, it was far preferable.
‘I should get some sleep too.’
He set the phone back down where it had been recording
and stretched out on the living room sofa.
There was still some liquor left,
but after watching Lee Ganghan vanish into that portal and emerge again,
his taste for drinking had evaporated.
And the next morning.
‘No scars today.’
Lee Ganghan woke refreshed, greeting the dawn with an unexpectedly bright mood.
Unlike last time, there were no marks on his body, and his condition was perfect.
‘That scar from before must have been a fluke.’
That was what he thought at the time.
“Hey, you’re up early…… Dude, yesterday was insane.”
Kim Jooyoung, exhaustion written all over his face, pulled up the recorded footage.
Lee Ganghan’s expression hardened instantly.
“…… What the hell? Why is there a portal?”
“Don’t ask me. How would I know?”
“This isn’t AI-generated fake footage, is it?”
“Come on. I was barely staying awake—why would I be making deepfakes?”
True, the video was far too refined to be fabricated.
Lee Ganghan watched himself being sucked into the portal and expelled again, eyes wide with shock.
The entire sequence—from being pulled in to bursting back out—took roughly an hour.
‘And I spent an hour inside too.’
That was the hour he’d played in the Tower,
matching the time he’d lost to sleep last night.
‘And yesterday, the Cheonma Body definitely ranked up…… didn’t it?’
The Cheonma Body that had climbed from F~SSS to E~SSS at its minimum threshold.
Lee Ganghan checked his trait grades with a tense expression.
But this time, the trait grade remained locked at E~SSS.
It seemed the trait didn’t climb a full rank every single day.
‘Still, the Cheonma’s power and all this…… there has to be a connection.’
That blood-red portal.
When he’d summoned the Goblin Chieftain in the Thousand Horse War,
the color and shape were strikingly similar to the portal he’d visualized then.
This couldn’t possibly be coincidence.
‘Maybe I should read the skill description again.’
As Lee Ganghan opened the skill window with that thought,
a cheerful chime sounded.
[You have obtained the Skill – Cheonma Gunrim-bo.]
In the skill window,
a new skill-related message appeared.
Cheonma Gunrim-bo—a skill he definitely hadn’t acquired yesterday.
Yet it was there when he woke.
The Cheonma Shatters the Tower (Ongoing Serialization)
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