I’m Alone on the 100th Floor Episode 044
14. 17th floor (1)
[Title: Purification Success]
[Author: Seon Yu-jin]
[I’ve cleared the 98th floor and finished purifying everything. Those coming up from below, don’t worry.]
[Comments (8)]
[This person entered the wrong number.]
[Are you talking about the 28th floor?]
[I guess so??????.]
[From what I can see from your mention of purification, I guess you’re talking about the 28th floor.]
[It must have been so hard that I made a typo. Thank you for your hard work on the guide.]
I*? Yes?]
[It seems like the people above are seeing this letter for the first time. How pitiful… … .] [Look at the exquisite timing.]
Swaaaaaa… … .
I heard the sound of rain.
[Current floor: 17th floor]
Eugene, who had climbed up to the 17th floor, frowned at the heavy rain pouring down on his head.
It was rain to wash away the toxic cesspool for the climbers who had passed the 16th floor, but it wasn’t very pleasant for Eugene.
〈Hmm, rain! It feels good!〉
It was because I was suddenly annoyed by the World Tree’s expression, which was the complete opposite of the one it had shown me when passing the 16th floor.
“Tsk! It was better when I was down there.”
〈Wow, this really is my taste Eternal.〉
“what?”
When Eugene glared at Rasil, who thought his words were too harsh, Rasil looked at Eugene with an expression that said, ‘Did you say something wrong?’
〈Why? Anyone who likes that cesspool is crazy! No, not human! Less than human! Honestly, I like Eternal! That kind of place!〉
The densely packed Rasil turned to look at the deer that was following Eugene.
〈Right? The deer didn’t like it there either?〉
The deer, who had been glancing at Eugene out of the corner of his eye as if he was scared, nodded his head slightly.
“No, you said it wasn’t? You said it was good?”
〈No, that’s not true.〉
“I don’t know what the smell is, but you said you liked it because it was quiet?”
〈No, that’s not true.〉
“What is that?”
〈Oh my, I hate the sight of it!〉
Rasil, who was looking at Eugene with a contemptuous expression, flew up with her small body and landed on top of Deer’s head.
〈I’ll stay here for the time being. The hero is too low level.〉
Eugene, who had been treating Rasil like a younger sister because he was jealous of her relationship with Saseumi, sighed.
“Yeah. You might as well just sit there.” He had to enjoy this peaceful moment before the sleeping Eternal woke up again.
‘Wait, isn’t this Eternal chick also attached to a deer?’
Even when there was a guide, it was highly likely that it was true, as he would say things like, “It’s 10,000 times better to be with a junior who can communicate than to follow someone with a foul temper.”
“What? I suddenly feel so lonely… …
As Eugene narrowed his eyes at the deer, the deer took a step back while observing Eugene’s expression.
“Sorry. I won’t eat it.”
As Eugene was calming down the frightened deer, he heard a ‘gurgling’ sound in his ear.
“hmm?”
Eugene, who was touching his stomach, wondering if the sound was coming from his own stomach, looked at the deer that had backed away.
“Haha, it was you?”
Perhaps because it felt embarrassed in a way that was unusual for an animal, the deer could not raise its head, which had been lowered.
“You’re going to be a vegetarian, right?” Eugene asked. Rasil, who had a deer sitting on his head, answered instead.
“I’m an omnivore.”
“Omnivorous?”
“How can one be picky about what humans give?”
While Rasil answered on his behalf, the deer was staring at the ground and not raising its head.
Perhaps he was remembering what the humans who had chained him up had done before.
” ha??????
Eugene let out a short sigh of pity and looked around.
The stage on the 17th floor was a ruined city with rain pouring down, and it had such a peaceful atmosphere that it would be a shame to call it a resting floor.
‘Was the 16th floor that difficult for climbers? It didn’t seem like it was a particular ordeal.’
Come to think of it, I had never encountered the trials of this floor before, even when I first met the guide on the 17th floor.
‘Has it been a little over three months since that day?’
Eugene, who realized that it had been a little over three months since he came down, glanced around the 17th floor where the sound of rain continued and then started walking.
‘It would have been easier if there was a guide… We should meet up soon or something.’
It was convenient to have a guide with me, but that wasn’t necessarily why I was looking for her.
It was because she didn’t seem like she would abandon herself like Rasil or Eternal.
“see.”
Could it be because the atmosphere was like a resting place? There was some noise.
“But you followed me, so I can’t feed you basic bread like the ones sold at basic stores.”
Eugene, who regretted not having the opportunity to learn the cooking characteristics above, began to use his sense of smell.
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It was hard to smell because of the rain, but I could smell fire not far away.
‘Are you a civilian?’
I thought it would be a good idea to stop by a place to get out of the rain before the bandage I had wrapped around the deer got any wetter.
‘I hope it’s a civilian… … I hoped the presence I felt near the fire was a civilian, or at least a climber who had mastered the cooking technique.
This was because it was clear that the things the deer had eaten so far could not be called food.
“Is this it?”
The smell of fire and the presence of a single person were felt in a shabby, 17-story building.
Tinkle tinkle!
As I opened the old wooden door and stepped inside, a small bell hanging on the door made a tinkling sound.
“… Oh my.”
A middle-aged man who had been sitting leisurely got up from his seat in a hurry when a guest came for the first time in a long time.
“Welcome.”
Eugene noticed that the place he had entered was a store and glanced back, feeling a familiar reaction.
“Here, are pets allowed in too?”
If he said no, I was going to add a few more gold coins, but fortunately, the store owner nodded willingly.
“Of course. If you’re a cute friend, you’re more than welcome to take shelter from the rain here.”
Deer, who had entered the store late, hid behind Eugene while observing the owner’s expression.
“Oh my, you’re a very shy customer. But I’ll let you off the hook since you’re cute.”
The president, who smiled happily while looking at the deer, offered a seat to Eugene, who was standing awkwardly.
“Okay, okay, please sit down quickly.”
Eugene, who had taken the table in front of the bar as recommended, looked around the building.
Seeing that all the seats were cleanly empty, it seemed like he was the first customer of the day.
“Is there anything else you would like to eat?”
The owner, wearing an apron, asked Eugene, who was looking around the store.
“well?”
Eugene looked behind the boss, checked the bottles of alcohol filling the cupboard, and asked back.
“Is this a bar?”
The boss shrugged.
“It’s basically a pub, but the requests from people who stop by are so varied. Some people come here saying it’s just a restaurant, while others come here saying it’s a cafe… That’s it.”
Eugene glanced over the boss’s head at the description and checked the name and level.
[Choi Seon-moon]
[Level: 31] He was Korean.
“Are you Korean?”
“Oh, yes. All the regulars call me ‘Mr. Choi’ or ‘Master’, but I feel embarrassed for why they do that… I’m just a regular guy.”
“ha ha ha.”
Eugene smiled briefly at the blushing Choi and asked something she was curious about.
“I don’t see any food ingredients or anything behind me… Can you really make anything for me?”
“sure?”
Choi shrugged and answered the question.
“Civilians can also use the Tower’s blessings, right?”
“Ah, inventory?”
“Yes. Most of the basic ingredients are in my ‘inventory.’ I can’t make things like drinks cold, but once I put them in, they don’t spoil easily.”
Eugene nodded and turned his head slightly to look at the deer.
“First, something like milk that this guy can drink… … A ‘leaf’ that was stuck on the deer’s head like a talisman rustled.
“Please make something delicious, like a dish of grass or fruit.”
Mr. Choi, who had been crossing his arms, looked at the deer closely and made an apologetic expression.
“It looks like you’re badly injured because of the bandage… I don’t think I can make it taste ‘good’.”
Mr. Choi uncrossed his arms and asked while rolling up his sleeves.
“If I want to get better quickly, I think it would be better to eat ‘healthily’ rather than ‘tasty’. Is that okay?”
Eugene, who had a blank expression on his face at the question, nodded with a smirk.
“Yes. Then please do so.”
Mr. Choi, who took out a few vegetables and fruits by moving his fingers, looked at Eugene.
“What about… Eugene?”
Eugene, who was briefly contemplating, thought about the food he often ate outside the tower.
“Can I have pork belly too?” Before I was summoned to this tower, when my grandmother was still alive… I suddenly remembered the old days when we grilled meat together.
‘It rained then too.’
As Eugene reminisced about the past while listening to the sound of rain coming from outside, Mr. Choi spoke to her.
“Mr. Eugene, are you a minor?”
“yes?”
“It doesn’t look like it… but somehow it does look that way.”
“What is that?”
“I can’t decide what to get you to drink.”
“What would you like to drink?”
“You can’t sell alcohol to minors, right? You’d rather have cola, right?”
Eugene blinked his eyes and asked back in disbelief.
“Is this okay?”
“sure.”
I honestly couldn’t believe that they would make the food you want right in a shabby-looking store that wasn’t even a restaurant.
“Pork belly… It won’t be exactly the same as what’s outside because the meat used is different, but it will be similar.”
Mr. Choi, who seemed to be smiling kindly, immediately started preparing the food.
The first thing to do was to place a grill on the stove in the corner of the kitchen and wait for it to heat up.
“Mr. Eugene, how are you… Are you from above? Or from below?”
Because he was using a level cover, Choi couldn’t see Eugene’s level.
“Um, below?”
Eugene, who was confused about whether to say up or down, answered that he came up from below.
“If you came up from below at this time… did you come up with the ‘Saint’ of the tower?”
“Saint?”
“The Saintess of the Tower. Haven’t you heard of her?”
As the meat was placed on the hot grill, it started to sizzle and make a delicious sound.
“There are 100,000 people summoned to this tower… but they are all different in age, gender, and nationality. I, too, am outside the tower.
“I wasn’t a chef.”
Mr. Choi, who was grilling things like onions and garlic on the grill together, continued talking while waiting for the meat to be cooked.
“Among the 100,000 people, there were some who worked as ‘nuns’ outside the tower.”
‘If it was a month ago… …
“I heard that he had been in the ant hole for two years. He stayed behind to help people… I don’t know the details about that.”
Mr. Choi turned over the meat that had been placed on the grill and continued talking while preparing the deer’s food.
“But about a month ago? The nun who had been staying in the ant hole started climbing the tower. She chose the ‘priest’ class, of course. That’s it.”
Mr. Choi, who was preparing milk for the deer in a large bowl, spoke about the ‘saint’ he had just mentioned.
“I heard that you were forced to change your class to another hidden class, not a priest.”
“Is that a saint?”
“Yes. You belong to a field guild, but is it really the power of the hidden class? You were able to break through the 47th floor that was blocked by that guild in one breath.”
Mr. Choi’s story brought back to Eugene’s mind the story of the priests he had met on the 6th floor a month ago.
‘Is that what the priests said back then?’
While Eugene was thinking, Choi, who was waiting for the meat to cook, cautiously spoke.
“Seeing as the ‘hidden class’ that everyone was sure didn’t exist actually existed, I wonder if the ‘hot topic’ I saw in the early days of TOP might not have been a lie.”
