Kamdori, unable to foresee the future that was about to befall him, let out a kyaruk and tilted his head in confusion.
Blood gushing from the gigantic corpse was already soaking into the ground beneath Choi Junseok’s feet.
Perhaps because of the atmosphere, Song Hana stared at Choi Junseok with unmistakable fear in her eyes.
“W-what on earth are you planning to do?!”
“What do you mean? I’m just making Kamdori do his job.”
Kamdori now understood when his name was called and tilted his head again.
“Kamdori! Eat it! Swallow it whole!”
“Kyaruk?”
Choi Junseok pointed at the dragon-like corpse with his index finger.
Swallow that thing.
Both Lee Nayeon and Song Hana looked as though they were seriously questioning this man’s sanity.
Lee Nayeon bit her lip, her expression asking whether it was really okay to keep following him.
But then Kamdori stuck out his huge tongue with a slurp, and his mouth stretched WIIIIIIDE open.
And then something astonishing happened.
[The additional effect of ‘Fairy’s Harvest (Toothless)’ activates.]
[Recovering monster corpse.]
SHWAAAAAAA—!
It was actually possible.
Kamdori began absorbing everything like that famous pink vacuum character.
As the corpse was dragged toward Kamdori’s mouth, it shrank proportionally.
He had completely absorbed the ruler of the 30th floor, the giant griffin.
It felt as satisfying as cleaning dust perfectly with a vacuum cleaner.
Kamdori’s belly was now stuffed full; he let out a huge BUUURP, then flopped flat onto the ground.
“This… this is fairy dragon abuse!”
Song Hana pitifully stroked Kamdori’s back.
He looked exactly like an overweight cat that had gorged itself and could no longer stand.
“Why? He’s purring like he feels great.”
Indeed, Kamdori really did look pleased, as if catching his breath after a satisfying feast.
Even Song Hana, though reluctant, seemed to accept it after seeing Kamdori’s reaction.
“But still……”
Choi Junseok hadn’t ordered it thoughtlessly.
The Yoo Junhyuk inside him had assured him that if it was Kamdori, he could swallow that thing and still have room left, so he tried it.
He needed money right now, so he couldn’t be picky about monster corpses.
Moreover, this wasn’t just any ordinary monster corpse—it was the 30th-floor boss.
Among porters, Choi Junseok was a rare veteran who had experience up to the late 30s.
He was an expert at dismantling monsters and selling the parts for profit.
After clearing a floor, his skill at roaming between monster corpses within 30 minutes and carving out valuable parts was top-class.
“The problem now is how to dismantle and sell this thing…”
Lee Jiyu’s house was spacious and had high ceilings, so summoning it in the living room would fit, but……
If he summoned that in Lee Jiyu’s house, he’d have to be prepared to get stabbed in real life.
“Ah. There’s a perfect place.”
Even second-place lottery winnings didn’t reach 100 million won, so earning 500 million wasn’t something just anyone could do easily.
From farming the 29th and 30th floors, he had earned a fixed 290 g + 300 g of magic stones.
That totaled 590 g—let’s round it to 600 g. At around 3 million won per 100 g, that was roughly 18 million won in revenue.
Of course, after the highest income tax rate of 45% plus fees, what actually reached his hands would be less than half.
Only two days remained.
Even if he sold the magic-nullifying scroll he obtained yesterday, he would still be short by about 200 million won.
“Returning.”
Kamdori and the three people instantly turned into particles of light and vanished.
***
Lee Jiyu froze the moment Choi Junseok returned in just 7 minutes—less than the usual 10.
He broke through the basilisk forest and killed that tricky griffin in 7 minutes?
Even for her, known as the Supersonic Bunny, that speed was by no means easy.
Even if you pierced straight through the forest in a straight line, reaching the gate alone would take at least 2 minutes.
Even assuming he cleared all basilisks while running at full speed… he only used 5 minutes on the boss itself?
If he had far surpassed the strength he had shown her before……
She couldn’t even imagine how strong he had become.
Moreover, hadn’t Lee Nayeon’s grade reached the unprecedented SS-rank?
“Um… may I use the bathroom?”
Song Hana’s question snapped her out of her daze.
“Ah, of course. You can use the bathroom in any room, or the one on the second floor. Please feel free.”
Song Hana beamed openly, and Lee Nayeon gave a light nod of thanks.
“I’m thinking of taking these two shopping tomorrow. That’s okay, right?”
At Lee Jiyu’s question, Choi Junseok nodded. He was actually grateful.
He handed her the black credit card given by the Player Management Office.
“You can pay with this.”
There was no personal information registered on the card.
It only had a number and no indication of which company issued it, but Lee Jiyu showed no particular interest and looked at Choi Junseok with fresh eyes.
“I thought you’d say something stingy, but you’re surprisingly generous.”
“I spend money when I need to.”
She looked him up and down and added,
“No, wait. You’re coming too. We have time anyway, right?”
“…Huh?”
“You don’t need to worry about people staring. We’re going to a place that opens exclusively for VVIPs tomorrow since it’s a closed day.”
“Oh, really?”
“And please, throw away those shabby clothes.”
“…What’s wrong with these clothes?”
They were clothes he had cherished for a long time.
Just a month ago he had worn this gray hoodie without issue, and it had even served as combat attire when climbing the tower.
“…Never mind.”
From afar came Song Hana inviting Lee Nayeon to bathe together.
Between Song Hana’s giggling laughter came Lee Nayeon’s cool but somehow warm replies.
Song Hana suddenly poked her head out and said,
“Wanna wash together?!”
Lee Jiyu instantly narrowed her brows and glared at Choi Junseok, but of course Song Hana had been talking to Lee Jiyu.
“Not me, you.”
“……”
“Right? I was wondering.”
“Don’t make me look like the weird one.”
Lee Jiyu smiled brightly, nodded at Song Hana, and headed toward her.
***
And so Choi Junseok entered Haetaesik’s room.
A space that resembled the crater of a volcano filled with blazing furnaces and lava—Choi Junseok stepped inside.
As always, his summoned being, the Immortal King, rose from a quenching tank that looked like a bathtub and greeted him.
“You have come… great one……”
“Hey! Who said you could stand up!”
WHACK!
A hammer slammed down on the skull hard enough to make one worry it might crack.
One might feel sorry for how he was being treated purely as a tool, but the Immortal King himself seemed quite satisfied, so it was fine.
“It’s been a while.”
“Haetaesik. Have you been well? The room somehow feels bigger.”
He remembered there hadn’t been much ground above the lava.
Yet this time the ground had clearly expanded. As if the lava level had dropped.
“Thanks to that thing you left here.”
“The Immortal King?”
Haetaesik lifted the Immortal King with one hand as if telling him to look, then tossed him into the quenching tank beside them.
He splashed the cooled water from the tank straight into the lava.
SPLAAAAASH
The moment the cold water touched the lava, bubbles burst violently.
At the same time, hardened ground resembling dragon scales began to appear bit by bit on the lava’s surface.
“It cooled and flowed like that, piling up and gradually forming more land. I blocked the lava flow with steel plates and cooled it.”
Choi Junseok had no idea how that was possible, but the land had grown, so it was good.
“But where does the remaining water come from?”
As Choi Junseok stared curiously at the empty quenching tank,
he felt Yoo Junhyuk inside him somehow beaming with pride.
-Thanks to my gift.
At Yoo Junhyuk’s voice resonating from his chest, Haetaesik also nodded.
“It’s because of this thing.”
He pointed to a small faucet next to the quenching tank.
It looked so out of place that one would wonder why it was even there.
“They say it’s the pinnacle of Magic Tower engineering—the Blue something faucet.”
-Bluetooth faucet.
“Ah, right, that’s it.”
“…?”
Choi Junseok thought it absurd that such a thing could exist, but if it was the Magic Tower, it was possible.
After all, this space itself was a sub-dimension created by the tower, governed by the tower’s laws rather than real-world physics.
“Look.”
Haetaesik casually pulled off the faucet and stuck it back on with a snap.
“It’s adhesive?”
It was literally adhesive.
The whole setup made his head spin.
Creak-creak—
When he turned the faucet, crystal-clear water cleaner than first-class drinking water gushed out sploooosh.
“See? First time seeing a Bluetooth faucet, huh.”
Choi Junseok gave up trying to understand it rationally and nodded.
Anyway, having water was better.
It meant he could immediately rinse off the filth while dismantling the griffin.
The moment he summoned Kamdori onto the open ground, Haetaesik swallowed dryly with a bad premonition.
“Wait… what are you planning to do?”
“There’s no other suitable place. Kamdori. Spit it out.” Sorry.
“W-wait a second!”
Kamdori’s mouth grew enormously wide.
Still not big enough for the giant griffin to come out easily.
Squelch squelch squelch…
Like slime oozing out, the griffin emerged smoothly from Kamdori’s mouth.
Blood still poured from the part pierced by the holy sword.
Haetaesik frowned at the bloody stench.
“Don’t worry. I’ll do the dismantling. You’ve been bored with nothing to do, right?”
Though time flowed differently in Haetaesik’s forge compared to reality, it was true he had been bored.
“Never in my life did I think someone would turn a forge into a monster butchery.”
“And we can just toss the trash straight into the lava. How convenient.” Why?
“……Just be careful it doesn’t explode when you throw it away.”
Haetaesik, acting somewhat tsundere, stepped up to help anyway.
“Quite a variety of parts.”
He looked exactly like a top chef salivating over premium ingredients.
Excited, he brought out various forging tools and offered to assist with the dismantling himself.
The Immortal King’s freezing ability proved immensely helpful during the process.
He could freeze and shatter parts, or freeze tough, elastic sections that blades couldn’t cut and then slice them like breaking ice.
While the three women were bathing together in the huge bathtub, gazing at the city night sky and the moon,
Choi Junseok was bathing in the griffin’s blood and sweat alongside Haetaesik and the Immortal King.
“Need any special equipment?”
Choi Junseok’s skilled dismantling worked perfectly even on the griffin’s mixed chimera parts.
Haetaesik’s favorability toward him rose thanks to his deft hands.
Yet the answer he received was enough to instantly plunge that favorability into the negatives.
“Something expensive. I’m planning to sell it.”
For a moment Haetaesik considered aiming the chisel and hammer he was using to peel scales at Choi Junseok, then shook his head.
This was the first time someone had received his equipment just to sell it.
“……Definitely a lunatic.”