Chapter 124
Chapter 124
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 124
Chapter Title: A Plant Obsessed with Protein Fertilizer? Hilariously Squeezing Roots Real? Disqualified as a Plant!!!! Sow Approved!!!!!
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⭐ Top Comment — Anonymous A plant obsessed with protein fertilizer? That's hilarious!!! Squeezing roots tight like that for real?! Disqualified as a plant!!!! Sow approved!!!!! "Caroline and White Rose have left."
"Left?"
"They defected to the other side."
Jeong Yi-sol's expression was calm as she delivered the news of their defection.
The gang surrounding her looked just as nonchalant.
The only one flustered was Guild Leader Park Hee-yeon.
"Th-that's not good, right? We're already short on manpower."
"Losing two won't make much difference. White Rose and Caroline always seemed a bit off mentally anyway—total buzzkills."
"Why the hell did they defect?"
"They said they don't want to kill Kim Taeyang. Too extreme or whatever... Yeah, right. Like they're the only good ones? Makes you think they're psychopaths who enjoy killing people."
'They really are psychos...!'
Park Hee-yeon swallowed those words.
Jeong Yi-sol had a fiery personality.
She made a lot of demands.
She'd snap at anyone, no matter who they were.
"So I gave them a piece of my mind. I'm the type who can't just let that slide."
She called it having a "strong presence."
'It's just being rude...!'
Normally, Jeong Yi-sol's attitude would get her slapped.
But she never got hit.
In fact, she was pretty popular among her peers.
She was one of the top heroes in Justice, after all.
'Talent covers for bad behavior.'
She embodied the famous saying of Toegye: "Once famous, you can shit anywhere"—a bold shit-talker in action.
"Still, wouldn't it be better to just discipline them instead of killing? If Kim Taeyang comes to his senses, he'll fall in line...!"
"Why should we? I'm a hero, not a teacher."
"Because people dying is worse...?"
"People are gonna die no matter what. It's just a question of who... If things keep going like this, deaths will pile up on their side, and more people will flock to our team."
Park Hee-yeon thought the same.
No matter how armed and trained they were, her side was just a ragtag bunch.
Her team's power was far superior.
Casualties would come from the enemy team.
Kim Taeyang had said he'd offer his own life if someone had to die, but that was just rhetoric.
And with the team split, that declaration lost some weight.
"Right. Our team will keep growing, and in the end, Blue Team will be left with just their leader, Kim Taeyang, all alone."
"Exactly. Kim Taeyang dies either way. Early or late is the only difference."
"But what if no one dies? If we all band together and hold off the monster...?"
"What the hell are you saying?"
"...!"
Jeong Yi-sol's single remark shifted the air's density.
Park Hee-yeon quickly read the room.
"You really think that, Guild Leader?"
"Are you a spy for Kim Taeyang?"
"Already turned?"
"Kekeke."
It was blatant mockery.
She kept piping up without holding sway, so naturally, she'd be ostracized.
She got the situation, but her chest pounded with rage.
'Are they so tribal they can't think straight?!'
"Guild Leader, why are you shaking like that~?"
"Yeah, nothing worth getting mad about."
"Definitely a spy for Kim Taeyang?"
"Hey, hey, cut it out. Guess 'spy' hit a nerve. Kekeke."
Tremble tremble...
'These fucking idiots...!'
Heroes just had power.
Rankers had even more.
Power doesn't correlate with personality, so why would physical strength make them good people?
'Hero average—grade 5!!!'
The infamous "Hero Avg. 5"—short for average hero rank 5—boiled in her gut today.
"Fine. We'll talk later."
In the end, Park Hee-yeon backed down.
Now she had to figure out how to persuade them.
But Jeong Yi-sol looked somehow off—missing something.
"Yi-sol?"
"Huh? What? Save the frustrating crap for later. I'm tired."
"No, it's about Mr. Cactus...?"
"What bullshit? Mr. Cactus is fine...?"
Jeong Yi-sol grabbed the pot on her head.
Stuck in it was a wilted, yellowed cactus.
"Kyaaaaaaa!!! My Mr. Cactus!!!!"
"W-water!! Quick, water...!!!"
"Wait! This isn't Mr. Cactus!"
"?"
Park Hee-yeon pulled out the yellow thing.
"This is...?"
"Corn cob that's been eaten clean!!"
Corn stalk.
Definitely easy to mistake visually.
"Who the hell did this?!"
Crack!
Jeong Yi-sol snapped the corn stalk.
"Who else but that bastard?"
*
"A plant obsessed with protein fertilizer? That's hilarious!!! Squeezing roots tight like that for real?! Disqualified as a plant!!!! Sow approved!!!!!"
I'm on a date with Mr. Cactus.
Basking in the sunlight by the window, pouring protein fertilizer.
Surprisingly, Mr. Cactus sucked it up in real-time—slurp slurp.
"Hawawa... I was so ashamed of my nutrient deficiency..."
Mr. Cactus is an NTR-optimized Constellation.
9-star grade with insane abilities, and her plant nature means zero drama with other Constellations.
But even she had a fatal flaw...
"Hey! Why's nutrient deficiency embarrassing? That's your owner's fault!"
"Hawawa... Failing to communicate properly with my owner is also Mr. Cactus's fault..."
This girl is super kind and super cute...!
Just looking at her makes my heart ache from cuteness...!!
Not made of cholesterol, yet this plant is bad for my heart!!!
"Why stick with an owner like that? If it were me, I'd never let my Constellation starve. I take good care of my girls."
"Hawawa...?"
I started doodling on her pot with Close Confession Press angle.
"Gonna etch today's sticky memory into your body so you can't erase it. Kekeke."
"Owner might scold me..."
"I'll cover just enough—play dumb? If you get caught without my say-so, no more meetings. Got it?"
"Hawawa... This is my first time getting so excited... Too dynamic for a plant like Mr. Cactus..."
Mr. Cactus was trembling a bit.
Scribble scribble—
Doodle complete.
Nothing major.
-Spiky as hell, hilarious!
-Crappy plant lololol
-Taeyang-nim's exclusive cactus
-Watered: Precisely measured
Just that much?
Totally wholesome.
"Hey, I imported sow. Now hand over the pot."
"Here you go-da!"
Caroline handed over a slightly larger pot.
Popped Mr. Cactus right in.
Perfect fit—the doodles vanished seamlessly.
"Head back to your owner like this. Kekeke."
"Hawawa..."
"I watered you, so tell her you don't need any. Got it?"
"So mean..."
Mr. Cactus replied with a blushing expression.
First time in my life getting drawn to a cactus like this...!
But she's really cute—what can I do?!
Cute looks, kind heart, and adorable speech from Mr. Cactus!
I want her so bad!!!!
"Hey, you bastard!!!"
"Huh?"
Ruining the mood was Jeong Yi-sol.
She looked pissed, like she'd swallowed pufferfish poison.
"You dare pull this prank...?"
In her hand: leftover corn cob.
I get the gist now.
So this is what Caroline's prank was?
Sure enough, Caroline went off.
"Mama-less Jeong Yi-sol! Guild's tumor-like existence-da! Dark deeds! Dark deeds!!"
Where'd she learn pad rips like that?
And "dark deeds"?
Where'd she pick up idioms?
"Hey. Do you even know what that means?"
"Jeong Yi-sol turns everyone black-da! Be careful!"
"..."
Racist...?
Probably a bad Korean patch.
"Caroline. This your doing?"
"Dunno-da?"
"Sigh... You don't even remember me threatening the guild with a knife to contract you?"
"Who threatened with a knife to help Caroline-ka?"
Whatever, seems Jeong Yi-sol and Caroline's beef is real.
Next to her, detective girl White Rose was the same.
Like when she first saw me, she peered at Jeong Yi-sol through her magnifying glass, muttering.
"Long straight hair, petite frame... Brown-dyed hair... Turtle-like face... Horse-like developed legs... Height about 163cm, weight roughly 75kg..."
"Hey! I'm not 75!! You crazy bitch!!"
Jeong Yi-sol wasn't that pig-like.
White Rose's way of insulting, apparently.
"Give me Mr. Cactus!"
"Hawawa..."
Jeong Yi-sol snatched Mr. Cactus.
Aah... My angel...
Goodbye until we meet again...
"Hey. Take better care of Mr. Cactus."
"I know way more about him than you—shut up."
"Kekeke. Fine, do what you want."
"Tch..."
Jeong Yi-sol placed Mr. Cactus back on her head.
"Let's go."
She turned and left.
Didn't notice the pot inside the pot.
No clue about the vulgar doodles!
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [NTR Situation Staged!] [Acquired 300 coins!] Gobble gobble!
Gobble gobble gobble!!
Coins well eaten!!!!
*
After sending off Jeong Yi-sol, I moved with Caroline and White Rose.
The heroines were off on their missions.
As I said before, I had work too.
A ton of it.
"Why search an empty hallway-ka?"
Caroline asked, baffled.
"Ahh—looking for Constellations."
"Constellations?"
Beings who cry and laugh with heroes, fight alongside them.
Sounds like Pokémon at first glance, but Constellations and Pokémon are worlds apart.
Pokémon are fully owned by trainers.
Stuffed in monster balls—portable prisons—and yanked out for fights when bored.
Played with till they collapse, then insta-healed with sci-fi tech.
Once caught, eternal slaves who can't even die...!
Pfft! Pokémon eat cheap kibble in the corner—how dare they dine with trainers?!
If Pokémon get that treatment, is more humane.
Constellations are true partners.
"Constellation, open up a bit. I wanna use you right now."
"Hmph. Not in the mood."
White Rose was wrestling with her notebook Constellation.
She wanted to write, but the notebook wouldn't lend its body.
Heroes and Constellations respect each other!
Usually Constellations hold the edge, but not always.
Skilled heroes swap them out.
Like me, handling multiples.
In short, hero-Constellation bonds are complex.
Not blind obedience, so lots to consider.
Constellation wrangling ain't easy.
"Hey. How about giving your Constellation some alone time?"
"Yeah, probably best... Take care, Constellation."
Flap flap—
The notebook Constellation fluttered off like a butterfly.
That's hero-Constellation dynamics.
Most prefer alone time over 24/7 clinging.
And now, with rankers showing disdain...
Constellations ditched by their heroes were wandering.
"Whoa~ Found an SSS-grade parrot Constellation with killer smarts!!!"
"Whoa- whoa-"
A parrot Constellation playing alone in the hall.
Belongs to ranker Jin Se-won.
"Ooh. Stealing Constellations-ka? Heard the rumors-da!"
Like Caroline said, stealing's possible.
But bad match with Pomi.
Wouldn't trade ten parrots for her.
Not stealing now anyway.
Goal: Build favor for 'Pheromone Perfume' groundwork.
"Just wanna get friendly."
"You! Steal my Constellation and I bestow title! Mama-less!!"
"..."
Really need a Korean repatch...
Ignore Caroline.
Parrot Constellation's key now.
"Whoa-?"
Tossed nuts—it scarfed them down.
Checked Abigail's docs for ranker Constellation prefs.
Seducing's just a matter of time.
"Hey hey, aren't you the cutest little thing?"
"Hey hey- hey hey-"
Playing with thick fingers when...
Caroline squatted beside me.
"By the way, thought about it-ka?"
"Huh? What?"
"Assassinating mama-less Jeong Yi-sol-yo!"
Caroline and White Rose tipped me off.
Jeong Yi-sol plotting my assassination.
Even for a clueless ranker, didn't expect her to go this bold.
They probably guessed the defectors snitched.
Plan changed, but killing me's still on.
Dodging assassination? Piece of cake.
9-stars galore by my side, peak-talented main heroines on standby...
Some ranker?
Face her now—we win.
Students vs. ranker? No way!
That's what possessors do!
Brush it off!
...Joking. Heroines overflow with talent; I'm a vet who maxes it 200%.
If rankers were that OP, few corrupted heroines would've ended the world.
Anyway.
No real fight planned.
Crushing rankers makes us look like trolls.
So I devised a plan.
'I'll play the victim!'
Crisis is opportunity.
What if word spreads I'm under assassination threat?
Underdog leader injured by ranker framejob?
Wounded but rising for rookie heroes and citizens?
'At least these 400 become lifelong Sun Cult devotees.'
Still no Sun Cult...?
Not even fanatics...?