A Wimp's Tower Strategy Guide Chapter 73

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This is the 3rd clear of the 64th-floor ghouls.

And it was the fastest clear among them.

Gobang swung the human Holy Sword Bardin a few times by himself, and it was over before they knew it.

There definitely seems to be such a thing as compatibility,

In front of the power of brilliance, the dark aura was worse than tanghulu made of sugar water.

[You have succeeded in the 64th-floor mission.]

[Reward: 6.4kg of Mana Stones]

Back to Joo-hyuk's penthouse.

Gobang hadn't undone his Size Enlargement yet.

The human Holy Sword Bardin dangling limply from his hand.

"Wicked heathens, do not insult me and just kill me instead! Summoner, please grant me the opportunity for an honorable martyrdom."

The brilliance lighting up the entire living room.

Then Cossack spoke with a regretful face.

"Oh my, what a waste, sir."

"Ah! You're right. I guess it became a habit."

What a waste of brilliance.

This isn't an undead clear either; I shouldn't just randomly manifest it anywhere.

"Please wait a moment, sir."

Spot! He disappeared,

Cossack, turning off all the lightswitches in the house.

Even though, thanks to the brilliance, the interior was still bright.

"We must save on our electric bill, sir. You can manifest the brilliance now, sir."

What was wasted was the electricity bill? He is downright邪evil.

At this point, I pity Bardin.

It might have been an outcome destined from the start.

Given how he cluelessly caused trouble right off the bat.

A subject of fake madness.

Even if we overlook Cossack, Gobang was no pushover either.

The sight of him swinging Bardin around without batting an eyelid.

"Should I send him back and never summon him at all?"

However, Gobang coldly opposed this.

"The warrior will follow the Summoner's command, but I desire revenge. The Princess was almost struck. He must pay the price with his body."

"This guy is no simple fanatic, sir. The attempted assault on the Princess was also a thoroughly calculated act, sir."

"Intentionally targeting Princess Gyeon Dal-rae?"

"That is correct, sir. The Princess is a non-combat supporter, the summoned entity with the weakest physical abilities, isn't she, sir. I'd have understood if he attacked me or Gobang instead, sir."

Is it some kind of selective anger management disorder.

"Furthermore, their attributes are similar, sir. Holy Knights and Shamans are essential in the undead sections, aren't they, sir. Eliminating the Princess leaves only him to rely on. His value goes up, sir."

I think I understand what he means.

"So, making the Princess unsummonable for 100 days leaves only one person to rely on during this undead section?"

"That's right, sir. He'd secure a spot, sir."

And then torment me with preaching and repentance-this and that.

"Mr. Bardin, was it truly an intentional act? Speak honestly. It's an order."

"...Summoner, what need is there for a witch. When you have this Holy Knight."

Absolutely flabbergasting.

Wait, a Holy Knight who believes in a god,

"Young Master Bong, not all religions place Good and Evil as their supreme value. Usually, faith is considered the most important."

The background description said the same.

Lucius Bardin was more of a serial murderer than a Heretic Inquisitor.

If the god Nigel considered good and evil important, their divine power would've been confiscated long ago.

The Nigel Holy Kingdom's Papacy initially stood by before eventually eliminating him feeling burdened by public sentiment.

Both gods and Holy Knights, birds of a feather flock together.

"Uh? Summoner Bong, it's getting dark, sir."

"Bardin, brilliance."

Gobang raised Bardin high up like a torch.

"Kyah! The atmosphere is great, sir."

Following the Bardin Holy Sword, the Bardin Light Bulb.

"You devil! You dare look down on this Bardin, Apostle of God Nigel! You shall receive heavenly punishment..."

An LED bulb speaking?

"From now on, no talking besides 'Light!!!'."

"No 'mmph' sounds either."

The multi-purpose Bardin.

Honestly, it's a waste to use him just once and seal him away.

Originally I planned to stop the climb after the 64th floor, but should I go up to the 66th floor?

It seems it'll also be helpful for Rajix's item fragment exploration.

"Summoner, it gets dark."

What are the thoughts of the summoned entities....

"Shall we try climbing the 65th and 66th floors?"

"That seems good. We have gained a famed sword, it would be a waste to leave it to accumulate dust."

"I agree as well. The taste of wielding the weapon was better than expected."

"Aigoo, the decision to climb is always up to Summoner Bong, sir."

"Sergeant Veronica Caliber, just give the order. Certain Victory!"

"Okay, let's use the Bardin Holy Sword to the fullest."

If so, the existing Holy Sword? That just needs to go out for rental purposes.

Of course I'll have to repair it too.

Well, now that there's no need to use the weapon myself, I'll put it away.

Joo-hyuk mumbled softly.

"Lucius Bardin, unsummon."

I can just take him out next time, and since I decided to use him, I should save him.

I'll prepare Healing Potions as well.

"Let's slowly head out. To shop, you're ready to spend money, right?"

"Haaa, shopping, this lowly one feels quite nervous."

"Princess, grab whatever you want. I'll pay for it all."

"The warrior is satisfied with a tracksuit."

"Don't do that, get a sharp suit."

"Can I not buy a combat uniform?"

"I'll look into some military look for you. Something you can wear over your reinforced suit."

What kind of clothes should I buy for him.

First, he needs outdoor clothing.

Something that can adequately cover his hamster beast-man body.

"Do you perhaps have some work clothes or something?"

Rajix fumbled in his subspace backpack and pulled out an outfit.

It was pants with suspenders.

Looking precisely like a miner's work uniform.

"You had clothes? I mean, why haven't you been wearing them until now."

"It's uncomfortable to move in. Ho-e-e,"

If it's uncomfortable, you don't wear it, obviously.

"Wear it just for today."

Joo-hyuk and his party walked down the street.

A bit too many people to pile into a taxi.

I need to buy a car quickly.

Because it was downtown, the department store wasn't far.

The effect of the Perception-Hindering Talisman.

No one paid them any attention.

It might be slightly different facing the employees directly at the department store, but whatever, right?

On the outside, they just look like an ordinary Korean high school girl, a foreign laborer, a tourist, and an extremely obese child.

Finally arriving at the destination.

The alpha male's department store bombardment begins.

Picking randomly, swiping randomly.

Buying this, buying that.

Clothes, shoes, hats, various accessories; if the size fits and it looks okay, he bought it unconditionally.

There were so many paper bags he almost couldn't carry them.

Whenever it felt inconvenient, he'd stop by the restroom with the extremely obese child Rajix,

Shoving it into his subspace backpack.

And the shopping resumes.

As this continued, shopping gradually became exhausting too.

Now I'll send the summoned entities back and rest a while at home before calling them again.

Because we have a 4th round to attend to.

Joo-hyuk left the department store with the summoned entities.

However, a smartphone store visible next to the department store.

'It's an Apple Store, should I stop by there too?'

He heard the news that the new Apple Pad was out.

Once, owning one of these was his wish.

He couldn't even dream of it because he had no money, but now?

"Do you guys want to wait here for a moment? Or you can come in together with me."

"This lowly one will wait outside. I can see clearly through the glass window."

"Go handle your business, sir."

Joo-hyuk went inside.

In the past, he'd hardly muster the courage to talk to the employees, but now he can speak proudly.

Dependable summoned entities waiting for him over there.

And massive wealth capable of buying everything in the store all at once.

What is there to flinch at?

I just need to say 'Give me this!', pay in full, swipe my card, take the item, and leave.

"Yes, go ahead. Customer."

"You have the newest Pad model, right? I'm going to buy that."

"Is that so? Please tell us the model you'd like."

The conversation flowing like water.

"Apple Pad Pro 13-inch, 2TB Black color, give me 6 of the Wi-Fi Cellular combo ones."

The employee flinched, surprised.

"Because I have people to gift them to."

"I'll pay with card. Paid in full."

Taking out his card and handing it to the employee.

"Aha, alright, I will process the payment for you."

Feeling like he'd become a conglomerate heir.

Beeeep-beep! The card payment processed normally.

Of course, given the unlimited credit limit,

"May I have your name by any chance...?"

Why ask my name? Did the payment decline or something?

It highly likely could.

The price of 6 Pads alone is 18 million won.

"...It's Bong Joo-hyuk, though."

Then the Apple Store employee cupped his hands over his mouth and shouted loudly.

All of a sudden? What is he going to do,

'...Ah! C, could it be?'

He's heard about it somewhere.

If you buy an item at an Apple Pad store, the employee....

"Please pay attention for a moment."

"Customer Bong Joo-hyuk has paid in full for 6 brand new Apple Pads. Please, everyone, give him a round of congratulatory applause."

Clap-clap-clap-clap! Wheee-ooo-ooosh!

Applause and whistling sounds.

Joo-hyuk's face turning red as a carrot. It was enough to drive him insane.

He couldn't raise his head.

He should've at least asked first.

The summoned entities watching the scene through the glass window.

"Our Summoner is receiving applause from the people."

"As expected of Summoner Bong, sir. The people are only now recognizing his greatness, sir."

"The awl inside a pocket will eventually reveal itself."

"I am proud of the Commander. Let us clap together as well."

"Clap vigorously, sir!"

Applause is inherently contagious.

Even passersby stopped and offered their applause.

Even people passing by on the bus clapped.

That day, Joo-hyuk almost fainted from unbearable shame.

Jung Dong-hoon, the CEO of Ilseong Apparel, had zero interest whatsoever in what happened in China.

The escape of kidnapped players? Rumors of the Chinese supreme leader falling ill?

What does any of this matter.

When his own peaceful life is currently under threat.

Jung Dong-hoon was summoned by his uncle, Chairman Jung Sung-tae of the Ilseong Group.

Left alone after his father and mother passed away in an unexpected accident, Jung Dong-hoon knew firsthand that chaebol families, true to their nature, had no blood or tears in front of money.

He was robbed of Ilseong C&T, which was his father's portion, by his relatives, and only inherited the clothing fashion company named Ilseong Apparel.

While C&T, Construction, Heavy Industries, Electronics, and Semiconductors were the mainstays of the Ilseong Group, the fashion sector was the smallest affiliate in the group.

Because it was the top fashion company in Korea thanks to the Ilseong signboard.

Unlike his cousins, he also had virtually no ambition or greed.

He just intended to maintain the status quo without being overly greedy.

Fortunately, his subordinates were competent, so sales were also steadily rising.

Jung Dong-hoon wanted to live comfortably.

Being the CEO of Ilseong Apparel matched his lot in life, what more could he want?

But a bolt from the blue struck.

Jung Dong-hoon, who met his uncle, Jung Sung-tae, in the Chairman's office.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you incompetent fool."

"At the time of the Management Agency meeting, I was at the New York fashion show so...."

"Quiet! Is that an excuse? Traveling abroad at the drop of a hat."

Actually, it was because being abroad was comfortable.

Since everyone was strangers, there was no need to walk on eggshells.

"Were you also ignorant of HG Fashion building a leather processing plant in Korea?"

"...I was aware, but."

"And you still haven't caught on?"

It was indeed strange.

Because leather processing is fundamentally a pollution-inducing industry.

The regulations are extremely severe.

How much money does it take to build a pollutant purification facility?

You have to frequently receive government supervision as well.

In terms of efficiency, it's far superior to import leather from developing countries.

Ilseong Apparel did the same.

In fact, Chairman Jung Sung-tae wasn't any different.

Even when Ko Yeon-ha, the CEO of HG Fashion, announced a showcase for launching a new brand, he only scoffed.

It's just selling bags at the end of the day.

However, 'Wildflower & Basili'

He felt dizzy when he learned what the name Basili meant.

Commercializing Basilisk hides?

Leather materials dropping from the tower are extremely rare.

They don't even have enough to produce defensive equipment for players.

Thus, he believed it was absolutely impossible to mass-produce goods from them unless they dropped in immense quantities from tower material rewards.

A bag that people can't buy even now because they're out of stock.

The whole world is in an uproar.

Overseas celebrities, famous politicians, CEOs of massive corporations.

All fretting because they can't get their hands on a single bag.

Along with this, the prestige of the entire HG Group soared.

Even the sales of all the group's affiliated companies shot up dramatically.

Chairman Jung Sung-tae also realized it belatedly.

This wasn't simply selling bags.

"What are you going to do?"

"...Currently, there are no issues with the management situation, but I will come up with a countermeasure."

"A countermeasure? Will you personally enter the tower and skin a Basilisk yourself?"

Jung Sung-tae clicked his tongue.

The more he looks at him, the more pathetic he is.

An eyesore of a nephew.

Just like his father.

"If I were to personally en, enter the Management Agency and."

"Enough, take this instead!"

Chairman Jung Sung-tae threw a folder of documents to Jung Dong-hoon.

"I received intel from a reliable source. A player strongly suspected of being the supplier of the Basilisk leather."

Jung Dong-hoon hurriedly opened the file folder.

A person's personal information appeared.

Bong Joo-hyuk..., Elite Contract Player.

"Go talk to him and secure the leather supply contract."

"I will try. I will ask the Management Agency and...."

"You fool! Do you think they'll give you permission? Meet him secretly. It's your last chance. If you fail, I'll strip you of every last thing you own."

Jung Dong-hoon felt his vision turn black.

Secretly meet an Elite Player and talk to him?

It was an extremely dangerous act.

Would the Management Agency just sit still if he contacted an Elite Player without permission?

The Korean Awakening Management Agency possessed the power to slash the CEO of a mere fashion company with a single stroke.

Jung Dong-hoon is not an idiot.

He thinks he knows what his uncle's intention is by acting like this.

'He was trying to kick me out.'

He intends to take away even the one remaining thing, Ilseong Apparel.

Moreover, the veracity of this information itself was doubtful.

Does this make any sense?

A young man who's only 25 years old is the supplier of Basilisk hides?

"Are you going to do it or not?"

It might actually be for the best.

Taking this opportunity to throw it all away and settle down quietly in some countryside might be more relaxing.

It would be much more comfortable for his conscience.