How a Weak Man Clears the Tower – Chapter 56
He burned it all white-hot.
He climbed like a madman.
Tomorrow, he would finally be able to enter the 60th floor.
Once they entered the wyvern section, the plan changed.
One run per day would be for upper-floor progression.
The remaining entry would be used to repeatedly clear the same floor to collect leather samples.
That was the plan.
He didn't intend to skin too many.
There was already a pile of basilisk leather, after all.
Just one hide per type.
For sample submission.
The rest of the time would be spent gathering mana stones.
Juhyeok and his summoned beings had re-entered the 59th floor and were skinning a single Lightning Wyvern.
But Rajiks's expression was strange.
He'd been like that since the 56th floor.
"I-I'm sorry, S-Supply Officer."
"Hoek!"
Rajiks was sulking, clearly upset.
Veronica stood at attention, apologizing stiffly to him.
What was going on?
It wasn't a big deal.
The reason was simple: Veronica had fired mana rounds to pull the wyverns, but ended up punching holes clean through their torsos.
From Rajiks's perspective, that was unacceptable.
The hide was damaged.
Even if they were only taking one sample per monster.
"Hoek! …Only hit the head."
"I-I will correct it!"
The reason Veronica was groveling to Rajiks—
She was a soldier herself and knew exactly how terrifying a supply officer could be.
Who cared about rank?
Position mattered more.
If you got on the bad side of the supply officer—the one providing most of the mana-stone ammunition—your military life was over.
That was why, aside from Commander Bong Juhyeok, the person Veronica was most careful around was Rajiks.
It couldn't be helped.
Still, as the commander, Juhyeok couldn't just watch.
"Sergeant Veronica?"
"Sergeant Veronica Caliber!"
"At ease."
"At ease!"
Then he turned to Rajiks.
"I'll tell her to only aim for the head from now on, so calm down."
"Hoe, okay."
"And I'll help you with the hide processing."
"…It's fine. I can do it all myself."
"I want to do it. I really do."
Wyverns were troublesome to skin cleanly because of their wings.
You had to remove the wings first to make things easier.
Wooooong!
A blood-red, translucent hardened energy gathered at Juhyeok's fingertips.
This was Mad Demon's Blood Jade Gang Qi.
His proficiency was still low, so he could only manifest the hardened energy at the tips of his fingers.
When he touched the wyvern corpse's wing joint—
Slice.
The wing was cut cleanly, like tofu.
"How is it? Clean, right?"
The first cut had been rough, but after a few tries, he'd gotten the hang of it.
Rajiks seemed satisfied too.
"Hoeeeng? …That's cool."
"It's nothing special."
Learning the skill really did make things convenient.
It felt like carrying around a razor-sharp laser lightsaber.
What would Mad Demon think?
If he knew his legendary skill was being used to butcher monster corpses.
Well, was Blood Jade Gang Qi really that noble?
Using it like this was probably better than killing people with it.
"I should hand over the samples this afternoon."
Assistant Manager Lee Mina—no, Team Leader Lee Mina—would be coming.
Talking to her was still uncomfortable.
Summoned beings were easy.
People weren't.
The next morning.
At last, the day to challenge the 60th floor arrived.
He would finish it immediately.
Strike while the iron was hot.
Only five days remained until the UAE Tower's collapse deadline.
How anxious must the people of that country be right now?
He had already researched the 60th floor in advance.
A little online digging was all it took to gather information.
It was a floor that ordinary players could never clear alone without national-level support.
In fact, the entire flying-monster section was like that.
The floors where ordinary players could safely farm and make a living through repeated clears were below the 40th floor.
Anyway, on the 60th floor, they would face the Wyvern Lord.
That was the only thing that mattered.
Not every type of wyvern appeared.
But did that mean only the Wyvern Lord showed up?
No.
A strange monster called the Venom Wyvern also spawned.
Venom Wyverns.
They felt like summons of the Wyvern Lord.
Among all wyverns encountered so far, they were the weakest.
They didn't even count toward the mission completion conditions.
A light tap—melee or ranged—was enough to kill them.
Low defense.
Slow movement.
But the problem came after they died.
When a Venom Wyvern died, it fell to the ground and melted, turning into liquid venom.
The poison didn't soak into the ground.
It pooled on the surface, forming puddles.
Poison puddles.
One puddle for every Venom Wyvern killed.
The ridiculous part?
Even without being attacked, they would sometimes crash into the ground on their own, creating poison puddles everywhere.
If you stepped into one—
You'd be poisoned, and the player's body would melt away.
It was venom, after all.
Even chugging healing potions wouldn't save you.
How do you avoid the poison puddles?
Even if you detoxify, you're poisoned again right after.
"Just don't step on them," you say?
That's impossible.
Because the battlefield is extremely narrow—
You could think of it as a gourd-shaped canyon.
The combat zone is surrounded by cliffs on all sides.
The area you can move in is about half the size of a school playground.
You're guaranteed to step into poison puddles.
In situations like this, the ones who truly shine are state-backed elite players.
They enter the raid with inventories stuffed full of equipment that grants poison resistance.
If they've made it this far, it's not just talent—they've also gone through at least two rounds of trait enhancement under national support.
With overwhelming backing, they simply ignore the poison puddles created by the Venom Wyverns and focus all their firepower on the Wyvern Lord as quickly as possible.
That's why, even in advanced Tower-climbing nations, there are only one or two players capable of clearing the 60th floor.
Shall we head in now?
Juhyeok summoned his summoned beings.
"Attention!"
"Certain victory!"
"Hoeng!"
Snap—Kosak's sloppy salute.
Snap—Veronica's textbook, regulation salute.
Snap—Rajiks's short arms failing to even reach his eyebrow, a tragicomic salute.
"…Hm."
Do I have to return this?
Ah, screw it.
Snap!
Juhyeok returned the salute quickly.
"At ease."
Only then did Kosak, Rajiks, and Veronica lower their hands.
"I'm here, Summoner."
"Young Master. Did you rest well last night?"
At least Gobang and Gyeondallae were still normal.
"Today, we're entering the 60th floor. The United Arab Emirates Black Tower."
"When do you plan to clear the Republic of Korea Black Tower, if I may ask?"
"Can't I take that slowly?"
What's Korea in such a rush for?
Besides, reaching the 60th floor meant thinking about privileges again.
Even if he didn't perform a full ritual, he'd need to enter the Korean Black Tower with a reverent mindset.
But then—
"Master Summoner. I have a proposal."
"What is it?"
"I prepared a briefing. Please review it and approve."
"…A briefing?"
This guy—did he get addicted to briefings or something?
"Well, go ahead."
"Yes, sir!"
Kosak lit up at Juhyeok's permission.
He went on at length, drawing diagrams, having the other summoned beings demonstrate along with him—
"…Are you serious?"
"Yes, sir!"
"This is actually possible?"
"Yes, sir!"
"And everyone agreed to this?"
"Yes, sir!"
This is driving me insane.
It's not like we're filming some transforming-combination superhero show on the 60th floor.
"Can't we clear it the normal way? Like always—just melt it with firepower."
"Of course we can. But it hurts. It hurts a lot. All of us will hurt."
That's true.
And he was always sorry about that.
"Isn't it better if only one person hurts?"
"…?"
"I mean Gobang."
"Wow, you sly bastard…"
"Yes?"
Unbelievable.
Kosak was truly devious beyond words.
"It's not just me. Our lovely worker could die screaming in a poison pit while resupplying."
"…Hmm."
Rajiks being in danger?
That wouldn't do.
"And if we use this method, there's no attack delay."
Now that made it tricky.
Do we try it?
Visualizing the strategy in his head made it absurd, but—
"Alright. Let's do it according to the briefing. Shall we enter?"
"Hehehe, feels like going on an overseas trip."
"Well, it is an expedition to the UAE."
Juhyeok took out the multinational Tower access ticket.
The usage method was simple, as always—
Rip it.
Riiip!
[You have used a Multinational Tower Access Ticket.]
[Please state the country and floor of the Tower you wish to enter.]
"United Arab Emirates Black Tower, 60th floor."
[Entry conditions have been met. Would you like to enter now?]
"Enter."
Swoosh!
[Entering the United Arab Emirates Black Tower, 60th Floor.]
At last, they had entered a foreign Tower.
There was no particular emotional impact.
Just because it was another country didn't mean the Tower environment would change.
"Certain victory! Commencing the Wyvern Lord Annihilation Operation."
"Attention! Just trust me, Kosak! Hehehe."
"Hoek! Hohehehe."
"Please take care of yourselves."
"Everyone, trust me. I'll protect you."
Leaving the narrow safe corridor, they entered a wide, circular space like a coliseum.
[60th Floor Mission: Defeat 1 Wyvern Lord.]
[Time Limit: 12 hours.]
[Completion Condition: Wyvern Lord 0/1]
From the distant sky, the Wyvern Lord approached—accompanied by hundreds of Venom Wyverns.
Suuuuush!
Gobang activated Gigantification.
His body grew.
And grew.
He became enormous.
They formed up exactly as they had practiced.
First, Kosak climbed onto Gobang's right shoulder.
Veronica took the left shoulder.
Rajiks?
He rode piggyback.
With his short legs tightly wrapped around Gobang's neck, and his short arms hugging Gobang's head.
Plump, squishy hips.
Rajiks's devastating rear view was fully exposed.
This was the four-stage summoned-being transformation combination.
A devious idea conceived by Kosak—built entirely on Gobang's sacrifice.
Juhyeok and Gyeondallae climbed up onto the cliff.
To avoid the poison puddles.
They couldn't participate directly in combat, but buffs and support were still possible.
"Fighting!"
Well, cheering was all he could do.
What else was there?
The raid began.
Jjae-jae-jae-jae-jae-jaeng!
The moment Gyeondallae shook her bells vigorously—
Crash! Crash! Rattatatatat!
From Gobang's left shoulder, Veronica opened fire with her magic rifle.
Thud, thud! Thudududud!
Venom Wyverns fell like rain.
Poison puddles formed everywhere.
The core of this raid was Gobang.
Without directly clashing with the Wyvern Lord, he maintained a certain distance, kiting the monster in wide circles.
Splash, splash—
He stepped into poison puddles without a care, constantly pulling aggro with taunt skills.
The ground?
So what if he stepped on it a bit?
If this were a role-playing game, he'd be excluded from loot distribution.
But Gobang's regeneration was exceptional.
His body, hardened by Diamond Skin.
Almost immune to all poisons.
The sly Kosak darted back and forth between Gobang's right shoulder and the Wyvern Lord's back, dealing damage nonstop.
Veronica, comfortably perched on Gobang's left shoulder, poured out magic rifle fire.
Rajiks, riding piggyback, hoed and hoed while supplying mana-stone ammunition to Veronica.
Our dependable Gobang.
The SSR Savage Meat Shield.
Blades erupted from his right hand, bullets fired from his left.
A fully self-sustaining, transforming combination robot.
It looked ridiculous, but in reality there was zero delay in their offense.
Whenever aggro wavered, Gobang simply threw a punch to keep it locked.
This actually works.
It was real.
The plan devised by the mastermind of dirty tricks—sly Kosak—unfolded exactly as intended.
At last—
[Wyvern Lord defeated 1/1]
[You have successfully completed the 60th-floor mission.]
[Level Up!]
[Reward: Mana Stones 6 kg]
Easy.
They could use this same method on the 60th floor of the Korean Black Tower too—
That was when it happened.
[Notice: You have achieved an S++ clear rank on the 60th floor of the Black Tower (United Arab Emirates).]
"Huh?"
[S++ Clear Reward: You are granted a Platinum Badge.]
…I got a badge.
You could get them from another country's Tower too?
Then does a global announcement go out as well?
And… does it count toward privileges?
The Supreme Federal Council of the United Arab Emirates.
With only five days remaining until their Black Tower's collapse deadline, Crown Prince bin Sala attended the council alongside Player Omar Hassan.
A hearing and final judgment were scheduled.
The crime: handing over a Rune of Trait Enhancement without any formal contract.
The consequence: placing the United Arab Emirates at risk of Tower collapse.
"Crown Prince bin Sala, do you admit your guilt?"
"I cannot."
"As arrogant as we were told."
"How regrettable. You were so sharp as a child."
Even so, bin Sala maintained a dignified posture.
"Will you continue to insist you did nothing wrong?"
"It was merely an expression of loyalty to the nation."
"Ha!"
The stripping of his title and exile abroad were already decided outcomes.
The emirates other than Abu Dhabi had secretly been waiting for a chance like this.
Though the UAE was a federation of seven emirates, Abu Dhabi effectively ruled the country.
The gap in national power was simply too great.
Thus, the other six emirates—Dubai foremost among them—had long sought to curb Abu Dhabi's influence and take control themselves.
Given the circumstances, the King of Abu Dhabi—also King and President of the UAE, Sala Mohammed bin Aziz—did not even attend the council.
Bin Sala looked resigned, but he had not given up.
He had staked everything on Gobang.
All he needed was for him to turn the situation around.
Still, anxiety lingered.
Would he truly keep his promise?
"This certainly makes the verdict easier, does it not?"
"Let us decide quickly. We must make a public announcement, and there is also the temporary naturalization contract."
The Supreme Federal Council had decided to proceed with a temporary naturalization contract with Saudi Arabia.
The King of Dubai led the push.
The cost would be enormous—but one of Saudi Arabia's conditions was the ousting of Crown Prince Abdul bin Sala.
After all, he had handed over a valuable Rune of Trait Enhancement that should have fallen into their laps.
How could they not be furious?
"Then let us gather everyone's opinion and deliver the verdict. Crown Prince Abdul bin Sala leaked precious national assets overseas."
Bin Sala slowly closed his eyes.
Was this really how it ended?
"This is a heinous crime bordering on treason. Therefore, the Supreme Federal Council hereby resolves, as of today, to exile Abdul bin Sala from the United Arab Emirates—"
At that moment—
"Gasp!"
Player Omar, seated right beside the Crown Prince, leapt to his feet and shouted.
"What are you doing? Shouting during the verdict?"
"I—I…"
"Are you opposing the Crown Prince's exile?"
With a trembling voice, Omar Hassan spoke.
"T-the United Arab Emirates Black Tower's 60th floor—"
"What about the Tower? Is it collapsing already?"
"It—it was just cleared. A global announcement went out."
"…What?"
"And it was an S++ clear…"
What nonsense was this?
Out of nowhere?
It made no sense.
Such a lie would be exposed instantly—
Unless?
The council chamber fell silent.
Then—
Attendants seated with the Supreme Federal Council began showing their smartphones and whispering urgently.
Faces drained of color.
Journalists and high-ranking officials who had come to observe sprang to their feet.
Everyone began making frantic calls, moving about in a frenzy.
The meeting room descended into chaos—yet no one tried to stop it.
Finally—
"I-it's true. A global announcement. All UAE-affiliated players heard it."
"…We've confirmed the S++ clear record for the UAE Black Tower's 60th floor. The Tower progression status as well."
Murmurs filled the room.
Faces frozen in shock.
Not just a clear—but an S++ clear?
And this wasn't Korea.
Only then did bin Sala smile faintly.
"Please continue with the verdict. What crime, exactly, am I guilty of?"
Of course—
No one could answer.
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