Stuck in The Tower Chapter 652

Episode 652: Garbage Village

Seagull’s Seagull.

So, seagull.

I suddenly have a headache.

As I was looking at those eyes, not sure if they were stupid or clear, I saw a packaged delivery box.

It feels a bit strange because I receive a package from the tower.

However, since I always feel good when I receive a parcel, I received it anyway.

“It’s been a while. How are you?”

“Sure! “I was selected as the #1 employee of the year that I would like to see again!”

“Is there something like that here too?”

“I made it.”

“Oh yeah.”

If you are satisfied, that is enough.

anyway.

I looked at the box. The thing on the front is a familiar name.

“Garti.”

“Ahem. He actually sent an express mail for his otter. After all, if you are by your side, you will achieve good results.”

I wondered why this guy who always gave me something and then disappeared was waiting for me, but it seems there is a separate service like this.

To put it another way…

‘I was hoping to receive this package on the 95th floor.’

At the same time, it means that he was aware of the situation on the 94th floor.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to wait in time for me to come up to the 95th floor.

I suddenly feel embarrassed.

If you were a partner, they would at least tell you that the eastern guys are cultists.

Contained in the delivery box are documents and a luxury packaging box with a glass front.

It looks like it contains some kind of expensive whiskey.

“What are these skeletons?”

Inside were several skulls the size of a fist.

Looking at the shape, it’s not a human, but an animal? I think it belongs to a monster.

After leaving the strange gift behind, I read the documents.

I guess I knew what I was thinking so I started with an excuse.

-I didn’t pass on the information about the eastern worshipers on the 94th floor because it has no meaning.

-If we had started in the East, we would have contacted each other separately.

“What are you doing?”

Did you even know the starting point?

Well, I guess so. It didn’t fall to the East, the West was ruined, and of course it won’t fall to the Center.

In the south, the eastern guys must have cooperated and managed a special gate, so the only thing left is the north.

If you look at it this way, the cultists have good information.

Wouldn’t it be better than Flower and Bird Country in some ways?

The 94th floor has already passed, so I’m not interested.

What I want is information about this place.

“The name of the ruler of the 95th floor is Cowardly Fahiru. Platinum status.”

Information about the guy is written briefly.

Should I call it a title or a nickname?

Cowardly Pahirura. Isn’t it a derogatory term to be given platinum status?

Nothing is exactly known about its combat abilities.

It’s only natural since Platinums never fight among themselves.

If you reach that level, managing your subordinates will be no task, so extracting information is almost impossible.

However, it has been gathering criticism and ridicule from the public as it has flowed by.

“How did they live like this?”

-Fahiru like a dog.

-Damn Fahiru.

-Girl banger.

-Sotamdaesil’s icon.

-A big asshole with little affection.

“Yes.”

Deokchun also narrows his eyes and looks down at the documents.

I don’t know if it could be a hint.

-The 95th floor is its sphere of influence. It is impossible for me to intervene directly.

-It is presumed that there is a high-ranking hunter there.

-We will measure the weight of the blood. I couldn’t figure out the details either.

-I know you have abilities, but it would be difficult to confirm the other person’s identity there.

-Because it’s a place where disguised identity is the norm.

-Oh, the deadship head I sent as a gift could be used as a bribe.

-If your strategy is blocked, go to the main store in the underground shopping mall. It has a big head so you will recognize it right away.

I wonder if the box containing the skulls was used as a bribe.

Big head merchant.

It’s not like he’s literally a big-headed merchant.

First of all, let’s have some helpful information.

“Have you finished checking the items?”

“Oh, thank you.”

“We are always waiting for your call!”

I searched my pockets and threw the by-products I got from catching insect-type monsters at the guy going up to the sky.

First of all, since seagulls are birds, I thought they might eat bugs and the like.

“Eat it as a snack on the way.”

“Ohh! It’s delicious. thank you!”

The guy with the bite in his mouth quickly disappeared into the distance.

I’m glad it suits your taste. I heard Deokchun doesn’t eat it.

That’s it.

“Weigh the blood.”

I don’t know what this means.

Judging from the fact that he can’t speak clearly, I think it’s a characteristic unique to the 95th floor and is therefore systematically blocked.

Or was the ruler here properly controlling information?

Behind the documents.

-P.s. If you have merchant qualifications, it might be helpful in your strategy.

Looking at the message he left, I thought that this floor would not just be a fight.

There was also something written in the document.

[95th Floor – The Price of Survival]

The message that floated above also hinted at something.

It’s the price of survival.

Is this similar to NPCs playing their own roles or paying points to help them stay sane?

“You just have to find out anything.”

“Yes.”

When did you start knowing everything?

Is it helpful to become a merchant?

It’s good for me. Because I already have the qualifications of a merchant.

Not only a general merchant, but also a dimensional merchant.

Write everything you need.

Even if it means taking risks.

“Why don’t you try moving first?”

I plan to be especially careful on this floor.

Since there is a worshiper as the ruler, there is a high possibility that there will be many worshipers among the NPCs.

I took off the feline set, changed into appropriate clothes, and took a step forward.

There was nothing special about it on the outside.

Commonly seen vegetation and shallow rivers.

You can see faint smoke rising.

Judging from the size, I don’t think it was a forest fire or anything like that.

“It’s a chimney.”

I plan to go there first.

For everything, where there are people, there are answers.

* * *

I quickly realized that the place I had fallen was the outskirts of the outskirts.

Vegetation at first.

Then a barren land.

Afterwards, mountains of trash were seen, and some rivers were polluted with goo.

“Love of nature and love of country. “Ugh.”

I went to various worlds while climbing the tower, but this one was a bit unique.

Although it may be difficult to attack, the environment itself is often clean or spectacular.

Of course, there were times when it wasn’t, but it wasn’t like this.

Landfill? Or a contaminated area caused by indiscriminate development?

If we had to compare, the most similar place was Framburg.

That’s because it was a place where an underground city was created.

In fact, the contamination was due to the plague fog spewed out by Delverton, a fragment of chaos, rather than anything the dwarves did.

anyway.

“It’s gloomy. “It’s nasty.”

The place I reached after chasing the smoke was a village on the outskirts.

No matter where you go, you can’t erase the feeling of a slum.

Somehow, there are corners similar to the slums of Bant Castle seen from the 92nd floor.

Fortunately, there was no sewage rolling around on the main road, but if you went into a little corner of the alley, you could feel the smell of rotting food and excrement.

Even though there is a sewage facility, it can be said that it is not functioning normally at this level.

There were many people outside, wearing tattered clothes, smoking cigarettes and looking at newspapers and bulletin boards.

“Over there. “Please give me a penny.”

While I was walking along the street, a boy who appeared to be a teenager came by, kicking a can and begging.

This is already the third time.

I’m glad I didn’t get pickpocketed.

I don’t think it’s because this person is more conscientious.

‘There are a lot of scars. The way people look at us is not nice either.’

I think they probably don’t try it because if they get caught pick-pocketing or stealing, they’ll get beaten to death.

I ignored the boy beggar and moved on.

If we had met separately, there would have been no benefit in doing something that stood out when everyone’s eyes were on us.

Especially in slums, showing that you have money is quite risky.

There are times when people from the slums come in groups, including robbers and gangsters, looking for money.

Actually, apart from all that.

‘I really don’t have any money.’

It’s set in another world, so is there any money in this town?

At best, it was possible to use things that were physical assets, such as gold or silver coins.

I waved my hand at the beggar who was persistently clinging to me.

“I have no money. good.”

“Coins are good too. Even if it’s 10 lian.”

“As you can see, there is nothing.”

Banknotes and coins were used here.

I opened my pocket and showed it.

The guy’s eyes narrowed, wondering if he had shown me his empty pockets, but he soon realized that he was about to be punished and ran away.

Mostly workers.

What I thought was a chimney was actually a chimney.

To be exact, it was an incinerator chimney.

This is This Dile, a trash town.

People make a living by landfilling and burning waste from the city.

At the same time, it was a slum where all usable trash was ripped up, disassembled, and sold on the black market.

“Are you here to make money too? “Seeing as we’ve come this far, I guess there are no jobs in the city center?”

“what. yes.”

“Tsk tsk! That’s not true. He must have had an accident and came down. “Even a child knows that there are more jobs there than elsewhere.”

As I naturally headed to the bulletin board, a middle-aged man who was looking at me and the beggar spoke up.

Rotten teeth and wrinkles around the eyes and mouth.

His voice sounds like he’s in his 30s, but his appearance looks like he’s at least 40, so it’s hard to tell his age.

Although I did use my powers.

[Paul Tenor]

-Worker on the 95th floor.

-I am a resident of the trash town of Thisdail.

-There are many different jobs here!

-All information cannot be read due to system restrictions.

I couldn’t read any detailed information.

I could at least make out the name, but there was no indication that it was an NPC.

I don’t know if it’s a neutral NPC or a real NPC or something else.

Of course, it is impossible to confirm whether he is a worshiper.

The system is intentionally hiding it. To hide the identity of those here.

No.

To be precise, it is not hiding.

[Everyone on the 95th floor is treated as an NPC.]

I am also treated as an NPC and cannot see that information.

An alarm that came to mind after entering the village.

I too am an NPC here.

This means that it is the same as many NPCs that we have passed by along the way.

That means….

‘I guess I also have to pay the price to not lose my self.’

Either perform a role or score a point.

However, if there is a problem….

‘Here, you pay money instead of points.’

Fundamentally, it prevents individuals from using their own points.

For someone like me who has a lot of points, it would be too easy an ordeal.

As proof of that.

[Shop windows cannot be used on the 95th floor.]

Even transactions have been blocked.

This means that the trick of selling items in a store window and exchanging them for money does not work.

Still, whatever.

‘I’m glad I didn’t touch the subspace item.’

That’s enough.

I’m keeping plenty of things I need just in case anything goes wrong.

It’s not just storage.

From what I remember, hunters can’t use the store window when they leave the tower.

Since I, too, will be going out someday, it would have been better to give up the habit of relying on store windows in advance.

For that reason, after I acquired cooking skills, I tried to cook it myself whenever possible.

There are many keywords.

NPC handling.

Merchant qualifications will be helpful.

The price of surviving the title on the 95th floor.

The weight of blood.

Underground shopping malls and multiple identities.

A merchant called a soybean merchant who will take bribes.

“You have to make money from this.”

What had to be done itself was simple.

I don’t know how and to whom I should pay the money.

‘He’ll show up on his own.’

A person who needs to receive something will always find the person he or she needs to give to, no matter where he or she is.

Then….

“Hey, is there a job?”

“Young friend speaks briefly. What is it? Because that’s not important. “I’m Paul.”

“Evileye.”

“Are you using your body?”

He asked and I raised my eyebrows.

“You write it very well.”

The guy who was wondering what was so good about it tilts his chin.

I followed him into the alley.

‘The smell of perfume.’

The smell of perfume permeating the stench was quite unpleasant, but I didn’t show it.

It’s different from other alleys.

Is it an entertainment district or a gambling place?

Seeing that there is a pawn shop, it may be where the fencer works.

Either way, it was clear that it was a place involved in illegal business.

I thought there would be a place like this.

Actually, even if it wasn’t this guy, I was planning on going to see him in person.

“okay. A guy who got here by accident would be capable of anything. “If you’re caught by the security there, you won’t be able to work at the incinerator, and all you can do is rummage through trash.”

“Do you think there are many people like me?”

“A lot. You have to do anything to make a living in this damn world.”

After passing the shabby building, you see a street full of colorful lights.

Even looking at Amman, it is a place that does not fit in with a trash town.

“It’s a place where scum-like superiors indulge their ugly desires.”

I see several people bowing their heads towards him.

Despite his appearance, is he recognized on this floor?

“We are the ones who lick the crumbs they leave behind while eating.”

I explained at length what life was like at the bottom, but he just nodded.

Rather good.

Now that I have no foothold, I am the first person to go looking for.

The head of the underground shopping mall.

At first, I thought about looking for a high-level hunter somewhere.

There is a high probability that there will be a member of the fairy club or the rookie group.

The problem is when there are both sides.

The relationship between the two groups was not bad, but they also seemed wary.

This means that if I choose one of the two, it will be different from the other.

Rather than walking an awkward tightrope between the two….

‘It would be better to develop my own power.’

The person who will become the foundation will be the leader.

Cloudy vapor and cigarette smoke.

I went inside along an alley filled with the smell of alcohol and trash.

A warehouse-like building with no sign or anything.

“This is the space where you will be working from now on.”

– Disturbing

noise and open door.

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at me in a dark space without any lights.