Hel, who had lost consciousness after drinking Sejun’s Samyangju given by Toryong and getting drunk, struggled to crawl out from under the blanket.
As Hel moved, the empty liquor bottles nearby rolled across the floor.
Hel ignored them and walked to the table.
She chugged water straight from the bottle.
Pink-fur, who had been training with the Minotaur King, arrived for lunch with Cuengi.
The sugar gliders trembled uncontrollably at Pink-fur’s presence.
“Good. You pass both the second and third tests.”
Since the sugar gliders ate well and didn’t try to flee even at the sight of Pink-fur, Sejun decided to let them pass the test.
Of course, the real reason they didn’t run was that they had nowhere to escape within the herb field, but Sejun wasn’t aware of that.
[Hehehe. Mom, eat this!]
[You try some too, son.]
While Cuengi and Pink-fur happily ate the lunchbox Sejun had packed for them,
[Hehe! Butler! Can I eat my lunch now?!]
Blackie, excited, asked eagerly.
Blackie quickly took off the bag he had been carrying and started eating his lunch.
“Puhuhut. Chairman Park, grill my fish too, meow!”
Theo, ignoring his own lunchbox as usual, asked Sejun to grill some fish for him.
Sejun had already given up on trying to persuade Theo otherwise, so he just grilled the fish while preparing more food for himself and the others.
Before he knew it, their gathering at the herb field had turned into a picnic.
Once they finished eating,
Cuengi enlarged his body, making a comfortable spot for Sejun to lean on.
Sejun leaned against Cuengi’s soft fur.
Theo and Blackie snuggled up to Sejun, finding their own spots.
They all fell into a deep nap.
“Hehehe. Should we sleep too?”
The sugar gliders tried to sneak into the cozy spot between Sejun and Cuengi, But,
Pink-fur let out a low growl.
“Ah. Right! I just remembered, I have unfinished work!”
“Suddenly, I feel like working!”
They jumped up and rushed off to work.
Once the sugar gliders left, Pink-fur carefully lay down to provide shade so that Cuengi and the others could sleep comfortably.
She watched over Cuengi and the rest of the group with a gentle smile, but when it was time for her special training, she quietly left.
A little while later.
Sejun opened his eyes, and the others also woke up.
Theo suddenly started waving his front paws around.
“Vice Chairman Theo, what’s wrong?”
“I feel a pull, meow!”
At Theo’s words, Sejun’s eyes lit up as he watched Theo.
“Chairman Park, this way, meow!”
Following the pull he felt, Theo led Sejun to the ginseng field.
Theo pointed at a single ginseng plant growing in the soil.
Cuengi carefully pulled up the ginseng Theo pointed to.
A faint, breathy sigh escaped as a small golden ginseng emerged from the ground.
[Dad, take this! But I don’t think we should eat it right away!]
Cuengi handed the freshly harvested ginseng to Sejun.
[A Promotion Quest has been issued.]
[Promotion Quest: Grow Baby Ginseng, Baby He Shou Wu, Baby Extreme Ice Herb, Baby Extreme Flame Herb, and Baby Ten-thousand Poison Herb into fully matured elixirs.]
Reward: SS-rank Tower Farmer Promotion
A quest message popped up before Sejun’s eyes.
Sejun carefully examined the Baby Ginseng Cuengi had handed him.
→ A ginseng that has gained spiritual energy through an extremely rare occurrence, significantly increasing its medicinal properties.
→ However, it has not yet fully matured, so its medicinal effects are weak.
→ When consumed, all stats increase by 1,000, but the consumer will be cursed by the Baby Ginseng, causing all growth to halt for one year.
→ Usage Restriction: Level 70 or higher, all stats must be at least 10,000.
I should replant it after all.
Not only did the quest require it, but the curse that stopped all growth for a year was far too dangerous.
Even now, Sejun struggled to keep up with the rapid growth of his allies on the 99th floor, losing a year of progress would be devastating.
Carefully, Sejun stored the Baby Ginseng in his Void Storage.
“Alright, guys, let’s go.”
Sejun and his group headed home to replant the Baby Ginseng with care.
Aileen collected blood and scales from the Nine Dragon Clans and sent them to Sejun.
She was offering either Attribute Liquor or Black Beans to the dragons visiting Dragon Market, in exchange for 1 liter of blood or 10 scales.
Aileen was even more dedicated than Sejun when it came to completing the Creator God’s Tablet quest.
Sejun expressed his gratitude to Aileen and took the dragon blood and scales to the Creator God’s Tablet.
The tablet instantly absorbed the dragon blood and scales, and for a moment, a faint red aura flickered across its surface before fading away.
Seed Shop Headquarters.
“Now, we will begin the auction for this well-aged, golden Samyangju crafted by Trust-in-Park! The starting bid is 100 million divine power!”
The bold declaration of Hel, the God of Merchants, marking the start of the auction.
The non-combat gods all stared at the liquor with deep longing, but no one placed a bid. No, they couldn’t.
The Seed Shop Headquarters was growing rapidly, but none of the non-combat gods had that much divine power to spare.
“Then… how about a starting bid of 10 million…?”
She lowered it to a tenth of the original price, but still, no one responded.
With an expression on the verge of tears, Hel continued to lower the starting bid.
“Starting bid 10,000! I can’t go any lower! Also, I’ll accept any unwanted divine relics, valuing them at 100 divine power each!”
This was her last resort.
“10,000 plus 5 divine relics!”
At last, there was a response.
A little while later,
Hel successfully sold all 10 bottles of the well-aged, golden Samyangju.
“Hehehe. I earned 679,000 divine power and collected 300 divine relics!”
She was thrilled as she calculated the divine power she had earned.
[Remaining amount to be seized: 299,321,000 divine power.]
You damn system! At least leave me some money to do business!
Hel lost every last bit of her earnings to the forced seizure, leaving her broke once again.
The system should be impeached!!!