Seoul Object Story - Chapter 480 Oku

In the afternoon, with the sun high in the sky, the thick jungle leaves, so lush that it was hard to believe this was still Korea, shimmered a deep green, gently swaying and dancing in the wind.

Golden sunlight, squeezing through the gaps, cast a subtle glow over the valley.

The light shimmered and scattered over the clear waters of the stream.

The sound of the water was crisp and vibrant.

The streams crashing against the rocks raised white foam, scattering in all directions—truly a dynamic picture drawn by nature.

The Cabbage Woman sat near the stream with Mingming, gazing at the scenery.

The sound of the water softly seeped into her ears, and the breeze brushed gently against her face.

Perhaps due to the dangerous object incident that happened just a month ago, everything around her now appeared beautifully serene.

Everything in the surroundings seemed to merge into one.

The sunlight trapped in the droplets shone in rainbow colors, and that very light warmed her heart.

Sitting on a mat, she carefully dipped her feet into the water, feeling the coolness tickle her toes.

The refreshing sensation seemed to spread from her toes all the way through her body.

The water was so clear that it appeared like pure glass.

The pebbles, worn smooth by years of rushing water, softly gleamed beneath the surface, while the green water plants swayed with the current as though dancing.

A few small white Reapers swam swiftly between the plants, looking as if they were playing hide-and-seek.

She was completely absorbed in the sight.

Time seemed to stand still, and it felt like only the whispers of the stream and the breath of nature existed.

It was truly a magnificent summer valley!

“Earth must have been in winter, but isn’t it amazing?”

“Ming!”

The Cabbage Woman smiled brightly as she cooled herself with the stream’s water, feeling the heat from the sunlight.

While parts of “Earth,” like James Tower, were gripped by the harsh cold of winter, this place felt like a midsummer heat, almost as if it were from another world.

She felt especially grateful that she could enjoy such a unique holiday, thanks to the fusion of planets.

Among the staff at the Sehee Research Institute, information about these rare but safe places was being shared like a treasure map.

There were places where a snowy tundra met a hot desert, or fields in full bloom beside forests colored with autumn leaves—real-life locations that felt like something from a fairy tale.

“How about we visit the desert next, where it meets the snowy tundra?”

The Cabbage Woman made the suggestion cheerfully, and Mingming, who had been munching on mint chocolate ice cream, suddenly looked up.

With ice cream smeared on his green face, Mingming shouted with a bright expression.

“Ming!”

The joyful “Ming!” echoed through the valley, spreading a happy vibe.

The Cabbage Woman looked at Mingming and smiled happily.

Beside her, there was a tiny friend Mingming had brought along.

The Mini Reaper, with glowing golden jewels embedded in its body, looked around cautiously like a child on its first field trip.

The Jewel Reaper had been in the valley for quite some time but seemed hesitant, constantly glancing around with an awkward demeanor.

The Cabbage Woman, prepared for this new friend, offered a special gray Reaper pudding, hoping to comfort the shy newcomer.

The pudding, beloved by most Mini Reapers, was known for its cloud-like texture and sweet taste.

However, the Jewel Reaper hesitated as if encountering a food it had never seen before, not even taking a bite.

Mingming’s round eyes sparkled as he observed this.

Then, with a spoonful of his favorite mint chocolate ice cream, he gently offered it to the Jewel Reaper.

“Ming?”

The tone of Mingming’s voice carried a warm suggestion, as if asking, “Would you like to try this?”

At first, the Jewel Reaper flinched back like a startled rabbit, but slowly, very slowly, it leaned forward and carefully took a bite of the ice cream, as if embarking on a brave new adventure.

At that moment, the Jewel Reaper’s transparent eyes grew wide.

The intense mint and chocolate sweetness spread throughout its mouth, and it froze, unable to swallow.

The Jewel Reaper, stunned by the unique taste of mint chocolate, puffed its cheeks in distress, unable to swallow.

Finally, it squeezed its eyes shut, swallowed, and collapsed on the mat like a Golden Reaper who had drunk coffee.

“!!!!”

Mingming, after seeing the Jewel Reaper collapse from eating his favorite snack, seemed completely shocked.

His round eyes grew even rounder, and his mouth formed a small “O.”

The sight was so cute that the Cabbage Woman quickly took out her phone to capture the special moment.

A photo of the collapsed Jewel Reaper and the disappointed Mingming.

With the sound of the shutter, an uncontrollable laugh escaped her lips.

In that moment, someone, like a ghost, had quietly appeared on the mat.

A body dressed in dark gray.

A shadow, darkening the joyful atmosphere.

The Cabbage Woman felt an unsettling shift in the air.

She had been drawn to the word <Ming!> etched on the backs of the white Reapers, so she had teleported to find Mingming.

Upon arrival, the valley certainly did not resemble Korea anymore.

Except for the white Reapers, it was a wonderful landscape that made her think, “It would be nice to visit here with Yerin,” but there was something unexpected there.

A Mini Reaper, carrying a yellow jewel in its heart, an unfamiliar sight.

It seemed like a Mini Reaper born from the Octopus Foreigners’ plan to torment her once it appeared.

“Miiing!”

The moment Mingming saw me, he jumped and clung to my legs, as though he was sure I was going to make the Jewel Reaper an honorary white Reaper and throw it into a furnace golem.

I smiled as gently as I could, letting out a bit of my will.

“Don’t worry. Mini Reapers don’t torment that much.”

“Ming!”

Mingming, being a little sharper than the Golden Reaper, must have caught the underlying meaning of my words: “I will torment them,” and he let out a wary sound.

I bent down and softly patted Mingming, still clinging to my legs, reassuring him further.

“It’s okay. I won’t torment them with past memories.”

As I was comforting Mingming, a white Reaper from the stream’s water cautiously peeked out.

“….”

It stared at me with a blank expression, as though thinking I was spouting nonsense.

Seeing that face, I became irritated and quickly approached using time acceleration, grabbing the white Reaper’s head roughly and lifting it up.

“!?”

The white Reaper’s eyes widened in surprise.

But it was too late.

Without hesitation, I tore off the white Reaper’s limbs one by one and devoured them.

Then, I carelessly tossed the remaining body to the ground.

Kwee-hee-hee.

The pitiful cry of the white Reaper echoed.

Its sound blended with the clear water of the stream, the chirping birds, and the wind, as if it were part of nature itself.

Hehe.

I smiled in satisfaction.

Indeed, the sound of the white Reaper’s cries was always pleasing to my ears.

However, unfortunately, because the white Reaper had been so thoroughly defeated, both Mingming and the Jewel Reaper became even more frightened.

They huddled together, holding hands and trembling.

The two kids held hands tightly as though they were each other’s last hope, eyes squeezed shut.

I became too lazy to continue reassuring them, so I shot a Detchi beam at the two.

But neither Mingming nor the Jewel Reaper turned into Detchis.

Tiiing.

The only sound was the jewel falling to the ground, echoing through the valley.

“Miiing…?”

I glanced over at Mingming to see if he had done something, but he was just looking puzzled, murmuring in confusion.

“Could it be?”

Unexpectedly, my gaze shifted to the Jewel Reaper.

The Jewel Reaper had somehow pulled out a halo and was wearing it. Shivering, it held its hands out in front, showing its resistance.

The jewel that had fallen to the ground flickered with golden light as though alive.

“Could it be that the extra firewood was made into a jewel to prevent Detchi transformation?”

Curious, I decided to fire another Detchi beam. As expected, the halo on the Jewel Reaper’s head sparkled with golden light.

Then, a mass of firewood, the key to Detchi transformation, condensed in mid-air and fell to the ground as jewels.

“Truly fascinating.”

As my curiosity flared, I reached out to grab the Jewel Reaper.

I removed the halo and began to examine it closely.

“!!!”

The Jewel Reaper struggled desperately to free itself from my grip, but given its size, it was like trying to move a massive rock by itself—utterly futile.

The halo, powered by the golden firewood, was like the Circulation Halo.

What was even more astonishing was its ability.

It could turn firewood into jewels for storage and revert them back to firewood when needed.

Though the Jewel Reaper appeared fragile, the halo was the ultimate in automatic hunting optimization.

If I created a bunch of firewood jewels with this halo and then handed them over to the First Sword?

Hehe.

A playful smile spread across my face.

The Jewel Reaper, likely sensing that, trembled even more in fear.

After finishing my experiment, I sent the Jewel Halo flying into the sky, then patted the Jewel Reaper gently with a kind expression.

“Good halo.”

The Jewel Reaper smiled shyly, as if it had found hope.

But the moment it smiled with hope, I turned both the Green Reaper and Jewel Reaper into Detchis.