Ding!
A sudden chime rang inside Kael's head.
[System Notification]
⚠️ Class: Farmer – "There is no farmer without land."
🌀 Due to this gate currently having no registered owner, it is available for purchase.
💠 Cost: 1 C-Rank Mana Crystal
📜 Contract Summary:
You will gain full authority over this gate.
You may open and close the gate at will.
Due to your current low level and limited mana, this C-rank gate will be downgraded to an F-rank Gate (1,000 square meters in size).
The gate may be upgraded in the future by paying the system. Cost scales with level.
🕒 Current gate energy maintenance cost: 100,000 Mana per month (not sustainable). Downgrade recommended.
▶️ Would you like to accept this gate contract?
✅ Yes / ❌ No
Kael blinked.
"What… what is this?" he muttered under his breath.
He stared at the system window in disbelief.
"No way. That's not how this works. Gates can't just be bought like this… Not unless it's an S-rank gate with the full requirements: ten boss cores, a hundred S-rank crystals, and thousands of A and B-rank ones… That's like ninety billion dollars!"
Kael swallowed.
"And now I'm being offered a gate for a single C-rank crystal?"
He hesitated for a moment… then clenched his fist.
"Even if this is some kind of bug… even if it's not real… if there's even a 1% chance this is legit…"
He pressed [Yes].
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[System Notification]
🟢 Congratulations!
💠 Hunter Kael has obtained ownership of the F-Rank Gate.
📍 Please input a name for your Dimensional Rift.
Kael stared at the blinking cursor.
He thought about his little siblings… the peaceful look on their faces when he brought home food.
"Kalza."
He typed it slowly.
"It means peace."
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[System Notification]
✅ Rift registered as Kalza.
🔄 Gate recalibrating...
⏳ Please exit the gate. It will close temporarily for syncing in 10 minutes.
Without wasting time, Kael quickly shoved all the remaining orc corpses into his Subspace Storage.
Subspace Capacity:
18,000 kg / 100,000 kg
He made sure nothing was left behind, then stepped through the gate just before it closed behind him.
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"Oii brat!"
Kael flinched as he stepped out into the warm air outside. One of his coworkers, a lean guy named Jebs, waved lazily at him with a fang in his hand.
"Thought you decided to sleep inside the gate, huh?"
"Haha… nah," Kael rubbed the back of his neck. "I just took a quick peek at the dungeon boss. Even though it's just a C-rank gate, that red orc at the end? Looked like a B-rank Orc Warrior."
A few of his coworkers whistled.
"Damn, that's intense," said Leo, one of the porters. "But you're lucky. If that thing woke up during cleanup, we'd all be meat paste."
Jebs nodded. "For real. Even the corpse twitching is bad news."
Kael just smiled awkwardly and didn't mention that it had moved—and that he killed it.
"Anyway," Jebs continued, "you know what's funny? Orc Warrior might sound tough now, but in A-rank gates, they're just foot soldiers."
"No kidding," said one of the handlers. "There's what, like… an Orc Tribal Chief above them?"
"Yep," said Leo. "Then in S-rank gates, it gets worse—there's the Orc General. That guy's said to be on par with an S-rank hunter."
"Under that Orc General, you've got what… twenty tribal chiefs? Thousands of warriors? And tens of thousands of basic orcs?" Jebs exaggerated with his hands like he was painting a war map. "And we're out here picking teeth."
Everyone chuckled.
The team leader walked over, glancing at Kael with a small smile.
"You're late, but I'll let it slide," the older man said, crossing his arms. "You're always reliable, kid."
"Sorry, boss," Kael replied sheepishly.
The team leader patted his shoulder. "Don't apologize. Just glad nothing went wrong. I'd hate to explain to my wife why a kid like you didn't come home… especially when you remind me of my son."
Kael just smiled quietly.
After his shift, Kael didn't stay for overtime.
He approached the team leader. "Boss, I need to head out early today. Something came up."
The team leader looked up from his tablet. "You? Leaving early? That's new."
Kael scratched the back of his neck. "Just something personal."
The team leader gave a small chuckle and nodded. "Go. You've earned it. Just don't forget to file your hours."
"Thanks."
Back home, Kael showered quickly, scarfed down his meal, and rushed to his room. Locking the door, he sat cross-legged on the bed, heart racing.
"Status Window," he muttered.
A glowing blue screen appeared before him.
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[Status Window]
> Name: Kael
Level: 4
Title: Dimensional Rift Owner
Profession: Farmer – ★
Mana Rank: F (120 / 120)
Strength: 15
Endurance: 5
Agility: 9
Attribute Points
> Passive Skill:
– Subspace Storage – (Can store up to 100,000 tons. Time is frozen inside.)
> Skills:
– Nurture [F] – Accelerate plant growth x5 (Mana Cost: 10)
– Strengthening – Temporarily boost physical strength (Mana Cost: 20/sec)
---
His eyes landed on the Title: Dimensional Rift Owner. Curious, he tapped it.
Ding!
A faint ripple formed in the air near the corner of the room. A person-sized gate shimmered into existence.
Kael stared, speechless.
He hesitated for just a moment before stepping through.
The world twisted around him. When his vision settled, he found himself standing in the middle of… nothing.
Completely flat land stretched around him—exactly 1,000 square meters in all directions. The soil was dry and cracked. No grass. No trees. No structures. No sky. Just soft, light glowing resembles the sun, temperatures around 30 degrees feels like you were inside a dome.
It was like stepping into a blank canvas.
All remnants of the former through orc huts, temples, and ruins were gone.
Wiped clean.
[System Notification]
⚠️ This dimensional rift has been reverted to F-rank.
All structures from previous ownership have been erased.
level up your gate or purchase installations and functions.
*Bedrock 1000 C rank mana crystals.
*Clouds 1x 1000 D rank mana crystals.
*Additional land 100 sq meters 100 C rank magic crystals.
*water cycle function: 1000 c rankrank mana crystals
-- upgrade to E rank for more options
10 C rank boss Mana crystals.
1000 c rank Mana crystal.
Please place the Gate Core to activate maintenance functions.
⚠️ Current function 100 / 1000
🔺 Daily Mana Requirements: 35 Mana Units
🛑 If energy reaches 0%, the rift will collapse permanently.
Kael summoned the Gate Core from his subspace a dark, glowing orb pulsing softly.
He walked toward the center and set it into the barren ground.
A soft hum filled the air, and a glowing circle etched itself around the orb, marking the heart of his new domain.
The whole area still looked dead. But now, it had potential.
Kael looked around.
"No monsters. No buildings. Not even weeds," he murmured. "It really is empty…"
Then he smiled.
"That's perfect."
Kael stood at the center of his barren dimensional rift an empty land of cracked earth and dead silence. Without wasting time, he opened his subspace and released the contents.
One hundred twenty orc corpses.
One massive orc warrior.
The twisted bodies fell in a heap, forming a grotesque hill in the middle of the rift.
"This will do," he muttered grimly.
Kael exited the gate, sealing it behind him. He hopped on his motorcycle and sped off into the outskirts of the city—toward the Wilderness Landfill.
A place where no sane person would stay long.
The air was thick with rot and decay, where twisted piles of dead monsters were dumped goblins, trolls, werewolves, ogres, humanoid beasts and other monster that was not edible for humans,most of this monsters had died during a hunt in the wilderness or monster waves most of the low level gates in wilderness is Uncleared and if it left Uncleared it causes dungeon pour or worse monster wave.
The city had long since stopped c
Managing the landfill. Even Monsters avoided the landfill. The stench alone was a deterrent.
Kael gagged slightly but pushed forward.
He stepped off the bike, approached a fresh mound, and began working.
He stuffed as many corpses as he could into his subspace, picking out anything remotely organic. Useless, grotesque, rotting… but all still potential fertilizer.
Subspace Storage: 100,000 kg / 100,000 kg.
Maxed out.
Kael reopened the gate and dumped the new batch inside his rift vomiting slightly from the overwhelming stench as the rotting flesh slammed onto the pile.
He repeated this musltiple times until the inside of dungeon is filled with mountain of monster corpses. .
Trip after trip, gathering monster corpses from the landfill, until the barren 1,000-square-meter rift was now covered in a dark, rancid ocean of flesh and bones.
Disgusting.
But necessary.
Later that night, Kael returned with several drums of kerosene, wearing a cheap gas mask he borrowed from the supply room at work.
He walked through the corpses, cracking open the barrels and soaking the land with gasoline. Thick glugs splashed across monster hide and rancid blood. The entire dimensional rift stank of death and chemicals.
Kael stand near the gate entrance.
He took a deep breath and tossed a lit match.
WHOOSH!
Flames exploded in a wave, devouring the corpses instantly. The oxygen-rich rift accelerated the burn the fire roared and crackled like a furnace. Kael's eyes widened as black smoke surged toward the gate's edges escaping into the real world.
"Shit!"
He immediately exited the rift and sealed the gate behind him.
Kael drove off again, heading deeper into the wilderness far from city limits. He open the dimensional rift and let the smoke came out of it.
He found a towering tree, climbed it with practiced ease, and made a rough nest of branches where he could sleep far from the choking smoke begun.
The next morning, the wind was clean and the sun filtered through the branches.
The fire was extinguish there's no smoke anymore coming out of the gate.
It was his day off.
Dungeon cleaners worked five days a week brutal, exhausting shifts and earned two days of rest. Today was one of those days.
Kael stretched his back, yawned, and looked toward the horizon.
He quickly entered the gate
As Kael reopened the gate, a gust of heat and the stench is all gone now.
The entire rift was now a field of bones blackened ash buried beneath a sea of ivory white.
Hundreds of skeletons lay cracked and scattered across the land. The flames had devoured everything except the bones.
Kael blinked.
"Of course... fire could never burn bones."
Then, a strange sensation hit him. The air inside the rift felt thicker, heavier, more alive.
Magicules particles filed the rift.
magicules is the term for concentrated mana.
His eyes widened.
"What the... this is higher than anything I've seen before."
As far as I know magicules form only inside of S rank gates, and the size of this magicules is insane, seems like it was now denser than the one I saw at the newtube inside the S rank dungeons.
Maybe twice denser or higher done that!?
"Could it be... the monster corpses?"
"Even after death... they still contained residual Mana."
He nodded to himself. It made sense. Hundreds of monsters burned down to bone pure energy released into the land. His rift was now overflowing with mana.
Still, he had work to do.
Kael stood silently in the middle of the rift, surrounded by a sea of bones—charred white and twisted into grotesque shapes. The aftermath of the massive monster burn left an eerie silence in the air, only broken by the occasional creak of a shifting ribcage or the faint crackle of cooling ash.
He exhaled slowly, pulling his gloves tighter.
"Subspace Storage," he muttered.
A faint shimmer of mana radiated outward, forming a subtle ripple around his body. Within a one-meter radius, the bones began to tremble some rattling, others twitching as if animated.
Then
Fwuuup.
The nearest femur vanished into his subspace, followed by a skull, a shoulder blade, chunks of spine. One after another, the bones were pulled in like they were being vacuumed, vanishing with soft thuds into the dimensional void.
"Still feels weird watching that."
He turned slowly, walking in wide arcs. Wherever he passed, the one-meter field followed, and bones were sucked in instantly, like leaves caught in a windstorm. Within minutes, the once-crowded rift was empty of bones—only black ash remained.
A system ping echoed softly:
> [Subspace Storage: 99,840kg / 100,000kg]
Full.
Kael exited the rift and hopped on his motorcycle. The engine rumbled to life, and he tore off into the wilderness. The wind rushed against his face, the scent of trees and fog mixing in the air.
After fifteen minutes, he arrived at the remote dumping grounds. A massive clearing, overgrown and foul-smelling. No one dared come near.
He held out his hand. The shimmering space opened—and a torrent of bones came crashing out, like dumping an industrial truckload. He watched as skulls cracked open on rocks and long bones snapped in half from the weight.
> "No one's finding these," he muttered, climbing back on his bike.
He returned to the gate.
"If I didn't have this skill… I'd be here for hours." He muttered. .
Only the ash remained.
Kael knelt down, scooping a handful. It was heavy—almost oily, with a strange shimmer under the light.
He closed his eyes.
> "Monster ash. Still full of mana."
His hand tingled just holding it. This wasn't just burnt waste—it was fertilizer on steroids.
"Perfect base for terraforming…"
Back on the road, Kael made his way toward the abandoned farming districts once thriving agricultural zones now left to rot after urban expansion and gate disasters. He found what he was looking for: a long-abandoned field, its soil still black and loamy under the wild weeds.
He activated his subspace and aimed at the ground. Chunks of fertile soil lifted on their own as if invisible shovels were slicing out perfect squares.
> [Subspace Storage: 0kg / 100,000kg]
[Subspace Storage: 87,350kg / 100,000kg]
Once full, he zipped back to the gate and poured the soil across the ashes, letting it layer naturally. A dark richness began to form, the black mana-ash mixing with the healthy brown loam.
He did it again. And again. Trip after trip. Until…
By sundown, Kael stood on a field that looked alive—a soil blend so rich, it pulsed faintly with magic.
"Now this… this is almost farmable."
He pressed his hand down. It was soft… but dry.
Still not enough.
Kael didn't waste time. He sprinted into the nearby woods with a flashlight, searching for water. He followed the distant sound of rushing current until he found it: a clean, shallow river, untouched by monster presence.
With a few flicks of his hand, the water rose gently from the riverbank and hovered mid-air. He nodded and absorbed it directly into subspace.
[Subspace Storage: 16,000kg / 100,000kg]
Back in the rift, he poured it gently across the soil, letting it sink slowly. The ashes soaked it like sponge—darkening even more.
He crouched again and ran his fingers through the surface.
Moist. Rich. Breathable.
"Perfect."
That night, Kael returned to the city. He purchased lumber, nails, and tools from a surplus yard some cheap stuff, but enough to build a hut inside the rift. A place to store tools, seeds, maybe even sleep if needed.
He also grabbed a large water tank and a solar-powered pump the bare minimum for sustaining the crops.
Then, he visited the botanical gardens, walking past racks of seeds and starter plants.
He filled his cart with:
Tomato seeds
Lettuce
Carrot
A few packets of rare herbs he couldn't pronounce
"Let's see if this [Nurture] skill is worth anything."
This was his new plan:
Part-time farmer by night, dungeon cleaner by day.
And if everything went well?
He can earn additional money selling his crops and make more money.
So he can continue chasing his dreams.
He started building the hut in the night buy inside the ridt it's still morning,its around 2:00 am he finished building the small hut he work for 8pm till 2:00 am.