The Jelly Alien Will Save You! Chapter 49

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“We’re short on eggs.”

 

That was the first thing Cha Haeeon said as soon as he woke up in the morning.

 

It was only natural that we were short on eggs. Since they were being used as a ramen topping…! 

 

However, I pretended not to know, bothering a harmless pebble with my toe instead.

 

It hadn’t even been that many days since I had wailed about wanting to raise them, so I couldn’t get caught selling eggs now.

 

While I desperately feigned ignorance, Cha Haeeon stared intently at Captain Gong Juwon.

 

More accurately, his expression was saying this:

 

Hurry up and produce some eggs.

 

“….”

 

Watching that, I began to feel sorry for Captain Gong Juwon, who had to lay eggs with his left hand.

 

For Captain Gong’s sake, I needed another way.

 

And what I came up with was…

 

‘Purchase Galactic Canned Food! Purchase! Purchase! Purchase a ton of them!’

 

…A canning spree.

 

There was one peculiar detail about Galactic Canned Food.

 

*There is a low chance that a living Cosmic Spirit will appear.

 

That was it. I could obtain a live Cosmic Spirit through a canning spree!

 

I lined up the cans I had bought in bulk.

 

“Captain Gong, just trust me.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“I’ll make it so you can focus entirely on purifying your left arm.”

 

“Yes?”

 

I was planning to create a ranch using the living Cosmic Spirits. 

 

The method was simple.

 

1. Buy a ton of Galactic Canned Food.
2. Open the cans.
3. Release the live Cosmic Spirits into the chicken coop.

 

Ranch complete!

 

“Ugh!”

 

I gagged every time a braised Cosmic Spirit came out, and Brother used his small hands to busily bury the spirits in the ground.

 

Thus, after countless crises, I was able to stand proudly in front of the chicken coop located in a corner of the yard.

 

“Fall in!”

 

At my command, potato-shaped Cosmic Spirits lined up in a row before me.

 

Out of the many canned pulls, there were a total of ten live spirits.

 

They stood before me, wiggling their bodies.

 

I had succeeded in creating a Cosmic Spirit ranch!

 

“Purification! Purification! Purification!”

 

As I spread my hands and fired purification beams, the Cosmic Spirits, enveloped in light, burst into giggles.

 

Soon, as the light subsided, each Cosmic Spirit was clutching an egg in its arms.

 

‘So that’s how they lay them!’

 

Contemplating the mysteries of alien life, I snatched the eggs from the spirits and stacked them neatly in a basket.

 

The Cosmic Spirits struggled to protect their eggs, but they were knocked aside by a single flick of my hand.

 

“I’m sorry. But these are unfertilized. They won’t hatch anyway.”

 

The Cosmic Spirits gaped as if shocked by my words.

 

Just then, as an early winter wind blew, the Cosmic Spirits began to shiver.

 

‘So Cosmic Spirits feel the cold, too.’

 

I was thinking I should put a heater in the ranch out of pity when a long shadow fell over me.

 

“What is all this?”

 

It was Bora Unnie.

 

“Oh, Unnie!”

 

I explained that these were beings called Space Spirits and that they laid eggs when infused with purification power.

 

“This is our food.”

 

“Is there nothing for me to do? Everyone else is doing something, and I feel a bit uncomfortable just resting while doing nothing….”

 

Unnie’s whale tail hung low, swaying gently.

 

“Hmm…. Why not just play?”

 

“That’s a bit….”

 

Bora Unnie was naturally a timid person.

 

Unlike me, she wasn’t thick-skinned, so she seemed to find the situation of resting alone quite difficult.

 

“Then, Unnie, do you want to go out hunting?”

 

Then, I looked at Unnie’s attire and asked hastily.

 

“Unnie, aren’t you cold, though?”

 

Unnie was wearing a white sleeveless one-piece dress, which was inappropriate for the weather. Why was she wearing clothes like this?

 

“Wait a second.”

 

I grabbed Unnie’s hand and ran straight to the kitchen.

 

“Cha Haeeon! Cha Haeeon!”

 

Cha Haeeon, who was starting a fire in the hearth, looked up.

 

“Where’s Captain Gong? Did he lay eggs?”

 

“I sent Captain Gong out hunting. Don’t worry. I built a Cosmic Spirit ranch instead.”

 

“A ranch?”

 

“Want to see?” 

 

I got puffed up with pride, forgot my original purpose, and took Cha Haeeon to the ranch.

 

“Ta-da!”

 

While I was proudly showing off my ranch to Cha Haeeon, I noticed Unnie standing blankly beside us.

 

Right! This isn’t the time for this!

 

“Clothes! Where do you get clothes?”

 

“Clothes?”

 

“You have a lot of clothes. Didn’t you get them from somewhere?”

 

I shook Unnie’s hand, which I was still holding.

 

Cha Haeeon nodded, finally seeming to realize that Unnie’s attire didn’t match the season.

 

“She definitely needs clothes.”

 

Then, Bora Unnie spoke in a small, whispering voice.

 

“I’m fine, though….”

 

I ignored her. Since Unnie is so introverted that she won’t speak honestly, I had to be the one to look after her.

 

“Cha Haeeon, where did you farm all those clothes?”

 

“…Ah.”

 

At my question, Cha Haeeon hesitated for once.

 

“…?”

 

Did he go somewhere dangerous? It was just as I was harboring doubts.

 

Cha Haeeon, after brushing a hand over his face, spoke.

 

“I farmed them from guild office buildings.”

 

“Ah!”

 

An exclamation mark popped up over my head.

 

Once, the Yongsan area was densely packed with medium-to-large guild offices.

 

That was, until they were contaminated by the Yongsan Dungeon Break.

 

It made sense why Cha Haeeon had so much techwear.

 

If he farmed them from guild buildings, it would have been a techwear paradise.

 

But why did he hesitate to answer? I tilted my head.

 

“Don’t tell me those clothes….”

 

You farmed them from the Quasar building, didn’t you, you punk!

 

“No.”

 

Cha Haeeon rubbed my face with his large hand as if he had read my mind.

 

“Ooboobooboob!”

 

“Don’t get weird ideas. I farmed them from other guilds.”

 

Brother slapped Cha Haeeon’s hand with his tentacles, but Cha Haeeon didn’t move his hand.

 

Bora Unnie, who was watching the scene with a somehow gratified look, clapped her hands together as if it were a great idea. 

 

“That’s right. If I go to Quasar, my clothes should be there.”

 

At the same time, Cha Haeeon’s hand dropped.

 

“Do you intend to go to Quasar?”

 

Cha Haeeon had an expression that said he expected her to say that.

 

That seemed to be why he was troubled earlier.

 

“Why? Is something wrong with our building?”

 

As Bora Unnie tilted her head, Cha Haeeon touched his chin as if choosing his words.

 

“It would be better to go to another guild rather than Quasar. In Quasar….”

 

“In Quasar?”

 

Bora Unnie and I asked simultaneously.

 

Cha Haeeon frowned slightly and then continued.

 

“Something strange is attached to it.”

 

“Don’t tell me it’s a dungeon with a Calamity?”

 

“Yeah. It’s quite a tricky dungeon, so….”

 

Then, Cha Haeeon suddenly cut his words short and stared intently at me.

 

Why did he stop explaining?

 

While I was wondering, Cha Haeeon spoke.

 

“You can do it.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“As of right now, you’re the only one who can clear Quasar.”

 

A dungeon that only I can clear? My eyes sparkled.