Chapter 8: Millions of Stabs (7)

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‘…makes me sick to think of them. Damn Nightmares.’

He would not have begged so hard under normal circumstances. He would have just rented the tower and returned it to them otherwise. Yet, this time it was different.

He had been spending modestly because he was only a middle-rank Demon, but he needed to prepare himself to reach the top ranks. He couldn’t keep borrowing the tower even after he reached one of the top ranks, which would be considered humiliating.

Owning a tower. That was the dream of all Demons.

Beastlain went out to do all sorts of biddings that those Nightmares asked of him so he could get the best tower possible at the best price. He thought he got the best tower in the end.

2nd creation of the [Master] level creator, Mulack.

It was a tower that was made when he wasn’t even a really old master yet, but it did prove to be a good tower.

‘If not counting the devices are archaic.’

Besides, the Lords would be glad that the [Product] had been cultivated within the [Master]’s tower.

But his luck ended there.

The race of World 294 were even better [Products] than he realized. They adapted quickly as if they had known such games for a long time. This adapting ability was the key to become strongest within the Great Lands. Beastlain had met various races of ‘Humans’ but had never seen them adapting to the game this fast.

‘Lords will love it.’

But his luck ended on the 77th floor. Something he could not understand happened. Most of the [Products] had failed by the trap at the 77th floor.

Beastlain could not believe what he saw.

‘How can this be!’

Most [Products] who he seemed to fetch a good price had failed. Beastlain had despaired.

‘Returning stone? Such a thing isn’t even listed in the tower’s manual!’

He spoke as if the [Returning Stone] was intended to Jaehwan, but he had not expected of such item. He was worried as the creator of this tower was famous for his madness but never thought such a strange trap would have existed.

He wanted to remove the item at once, but if the [Harvester] found out through <Akashic Records> that Cultivator had interfered in cultivating [Products] to create better [Products]

illegally, his credit will be crushed.

The race that threw away the present to have a chance to go back into the future.

Lords of Great Lands did not like those kinds of losers. The great beings living in a bloodbath of the war did not care about the past or the future. They only existed for the presence.

Beastlain thought his life was over, as he watched humans trying to return to the past.

He had no way to repay his debt he made to purchase to tower now. He thought about going into hiding for a long time. There were some Products remaining, but the number was not enough to clear the tower. Beastlain then increased the tower’s speed of the time to its maximum and left the tower to have a Spirit Beer. He had planned on going out for one or two days, but he drank so much that he slept through a few weeks straight.

‘DAMMIT!’

It was only a few weeks at the <Great Lands>, but it meant tens of years at the tower. It was definite that no [Product] was remaining within.

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