Juhyeok issued 12 residency permit cards using 12 kg of top-grade magic stones.
Eleven cards were for the catalogued summoned beings—including Blood Wolf—and the defector Diamat, with one spare card remaining.
The funny thing was that these were physical cards.
Stiff plastic, just like credit cards.
So, worried they might get lost by accident, he even went to a dollar shop near his place and bought employee ID lanyard cases to hang them around the neck.
At last, he could grant the residency permits.
Once granted, they should register properly.
He gathered all the summoned beings who had been scattered around resting.
"Everyone, attention! I have sothing to hand out to you all."
"Ba-badges, sir? Has my artistic soul finally been recognized through the Beijing Explosion short film?"
"That’s later... and RSR folks, please restrain yourselves a bit, alright? SSR folks need badges too to upgrade skills."
"...Yes, sir."
Juhyeok pulled a card out of his inventory.
"Ta-da! This is it."
The summoned beings’ eyes widened.
"Whoa, a corporate card? Can we just swipe it freely?"
"It’s not a corporate card—it’s a residency permit."
A residency permit?
Quick-witted Gyeondallae raised her hand first.
"Young master, by residency permit... you wouldn’t an the White Tower—"
"Yes. A White Tower, 17th-floor residency permit."
"Ah!"
"Huh?"
"Wow!"
The summoned beings’ faces filled with anticipation.
Until now, they had only heard about it.
They’d heard how Lord Bong the Summoner had built communication towers, power plants, housing complexes, and roads there—but no one could enter.
They had been extrely curious.
Even souls from the other world didn’t know of the White Tower’s existence.
A complete mystery.
An unknown world.
And now—a residency permit for that place?
How could they resist?
"Line up. I’ll hand them out one by one."
A rush of people surged forward.
Spot!
Fast as lightning, Kosak stood at the very front.
"I go first, sir. I’m a founding contributor, ain’t I?"
At that, Gyeondallae shouted sharply.
"Sir Kosak! Do you know no sha? Have you no manners? In a land of Eastern etiquette, how dare you act so brazenly? Yield to Lord Mad Demon!"
"I’m from the land of Eastern etiquette too!"
"Tsk tsk tsk—nothing but a loud mouth..."
At that mont, Mad Demon shoved Kosak aside and stepped forward.
"Huh, cutting in line."
"My snack-disengagent ti has only minutes left. Yield."
"...Mm."
Kosak’s eyes rolled around.
Ziiing—a crescent-shaped sword aura of destructive energy floated above Mad Demon’s hand.
What choice did he have?
"O-okay, just this once."
"Good decision."
Indeed, Mad Demon’s ti was almost up.
Among the summoned beings, Mad Demon and Marie had the shortest manifestation durations.
They might be automatically unsummoned at any mont.
They should be first.
Juhyeok placed the residency permit into the ID case and personally hung it around Mad Demon’s neck.
"Lord Mad Demon, congratulations on becoming a resident of White Tower Floor 17."
"Hahaha, my thanks."
At that mont—
Bzzz bzzz bzzz!
The card vibrated inside the case.
Then—
Sssk, sssssk, sssk.
Letters were engraved onto the back of the card.
In Korean, of course.
— White Tower Resident: Mad Demon —
"Oh! Fascinating. Like an ID card."
And then—
Ding!
A ssage appeared.
[Achievent: You have registered your first resident.]
"...Another achievent?"
Is the White Tower an achievent pit?
Achievents breeding more achievents.
[Reward: A subcategory has been added to the Residency Registration nu.]
A subcategory added.
"I’ll check that later."
Next was Marie.
Juhyeok rushed to the room where the shut-in alchemist was.
"Here’s your residency permit."
He opened the door just a crack and slid it inside.
Ssssh!
A pale white hand reached out and took the permit.
At that very mont—
Spot!
[Mad Demon has been unsummoned.]
Mad Demon was reverse-summoned as his ti ran out.
Then, through the crack in the door—
Spot!
[Aliamari has been unsummoned.]
Marie also returned to the other world.
They could be resummoned after three hours.
"Now we can take our ti."
With extra room in the simultaneous summoning limit, it was ti to summon Blood Wolf too—
His soul companion, Rajiks.
But would Blood Wolf qualify as a resident?
Probably.
The condition was simply "a being with a soul."
"Blood Wolf, designated summon!"
Spot!
"Ho-e!"
"Woof woof!"
Rajiks cheered while welcoming Blood Wolf.
Blood Wolf wagged his tail like a pinwheel and enthusiastically licked Rajiks’s face.
anwhile, the summoned beings had already lined up again.
No need to rush anymore—the remaining manifestation tis were at least an hour.
"Hmm, who should I start with?"
He needed to see how the residency system worked in practice.
So—
"...Princess?"
"You summoned , young master?"
"I’ll put it on you first."
Ignoring Kosak’s grumbling about being skipped again, Juhyeok placed the residency permit necklace around Gyeondallae’s neck.
Bzzz bzzz bzzz!
Sssk, sssk.
Letters engraved themselves.
— White Tower Resident: Gyeondallae —
Third resident registered.
"Now that you’re a resident, try entering the White Tower."
"Mm... how should I do that?"
"Nothing popping into your head? Like instructions for using the permit?"
"Nothing at all."
Then—
"Try saying it out loud. ’Enter White Tower Floor 17.’"
Like entering the Black Tower.
"I shall try. White Tower Floor 17, enter!"
Nothing happened.
Maybe a different phrasing?
"Enter! White Tower Floor 17! Enter the White Tower! Floor 17! White Tower—"
Nope. None of it worked.
"Phew..."
What’s the system doing?
At least tell us how to enter.
"In this maiden’s humble guess, perhaps if you enter first, young master, I may follow alongside you?"
That made sense.
The Black Tower worked like that too.
"Tsk. What a hassle. If you give residency rights, at least allow free entry and exit."
"Alright. Let’s go in together."
Juhyeok murmured quietly.
"Enter White Tower Floor 17."
Spot!
[You have entered White Tower Floor 17.]
He entered.
But—
He was alone.
Gyeondallae hadn’t followed.
Was she not registered properly?
Juhyeok opened the nu and tapped [Resident List].
[Current residents: 3]
[List: Mad Demon / Aliamari / Gyeondallae]
All three were registered.
Then why couldn’t she enter?
"Do I have to summon them inside the 17th floor?"
That was when—
"Summoner."
"Ah—shit! You scared !"
Juhyeok jumped as soone suddenly spoke and placed a hand on his shoulder.
This place should’ve been empty—
"...Lord Mad Demon?"
"Yes. It is I."
Why was he here?
"W-weren’t you unsummoned?"
"Indeed. I thought I’d return to the Infinite Prison, the world of souls—but instead, I was moved here. I couldn’t leave either, so I was quite bewildered."
Snack disengaged, yet here.
"And this place... is it truly White Tower Floor 17?"
"Yes... where’s Marie?"
"She’s over there."
Marie was crouched in a corner of the housing district.
She hadn’t returned to the other world either.
What was going on?
Gyeondallae couldn’t enter—but these two were here?
Could it be that unsummoning interacted with the 17th floor entry?
"...Don’t tell ."
To confirm, Juhyeok imdiately exited White Tower Floor 17.
Spot!
"You’re back!"
"You went alone!"
"This maiden did not follow."
"Isn’t this a scam?"
"The despicable administrators’ trickery—"
He cald the crowd, then—
"Unsummon Gyeondallae."
Spot!
Gyeondallae vanished.
Then he re-entered the 17th floor.
"...Y-young master, what in the—"
Gyeondallae was there.
Now it was clear.
"Your ho has changed. From the Infinite Prison to White Tower Floor 17."
"...What?"
"Huh..."
That was it.
They were summoned beings.
Their original dwelling was the other world—the Infinite Prison, the world of souls.
But they’d received residency permits.
They now had a ho: White Tower Floor 17.
So—
They had moved.
Their souls themselves had relocated.
From the Infinite Prison to White Tower Floor 17.
In short: address change registered.
"I understand now. That’s how it works. Huh... so I can no longer return to that place."
"...Are you disappointed?"
"Not at all! Disappointed? This is no different from liberation of the soul."
Mad Demon’s face flushed red with exhilaration.
"Summoner, do you realize how monuntal this is?"
"W-well... I’m not sure."
"You have saved this old man. From that dreadful world—from a prison where I didn’t want to remain even for a single hour—I have finally escaped. Hahahahaha!"
Mad Demon laughed heartily, then grabbed Juhyeok’s hand.
"What would have happened if I hadn’t t you? Thank you. Truly, thank you. Please, accept my bow."
He dropped flat and bowed deeply.
"Oh—please, get up."
In a way, it made sense.
A world of souls where the five senses were sealed—
It must have been unimaginably painful.
But now, he no longer had to go back.
Gyeondallae looked just as overjoyed.
She bowed repeatedly, as if she might take flight.
"Young master’s grace is as vast as the sea. This maiden shall engrave it upon her heart for all her days. ... Such an imnse favor—I scarcely know where to place myself. Thank you. My deepest thanks. I am overwheld."
Good grief.
Why are you all being so dramatic?
Marie must be happy too.
Though she still didn’t show her face, the way her back trembled conveyed her joy perfectly.
In any case, now that he understood the situation, it was ti to inform the others.
Spot!
He stepped back outside and explained what residency truly ant.
"...W-what? Did I hear that wrong?"
"S-senior officer Veronica Caliber, surely I misheard."
"I... I still don’t quite understand."
"M-my lord! It’s simply too overwhelming to grasp."
"M-master? Master? Please explain again, slowly..."
After a detailed explanation, realization finally dawned.
"R-really?"
"...Uh..."
"Aaaah."
"Then we don’t have to go back?"
"My goodness!"
The summoned beings all knew the Summoner wouldn’t lie.
But the truth was so staggering that they were left stunned.
We don’t have to return?
A permanent farewell to the accursed Infinite Prison?
Their emotions surged.
"Summoner-nim, huuu—"
"I... I don’t know how to express my heart."
"D-don’t cry—hem hem hem."
"Commander, v-victory!"
"Huuueee—"
A sea of tears.
Not tears of sorrow, but tears of overwhelming joy.
Hey—why are you crying?
"...Line up. I’ll grant residency permits. Mr. Kosak? Our Minister of the People’s Ard Forces—hurry over."
But—
"Hmm."
Kosak hesitated, shuffling his feet.
What is he up to now?
"U-um, Lord Bong the Summoner."
"Yes?"
"Could we... postpone granting my residency permit until later?"
"Later when?"
"After I get unsummoned and go back to the Infinite Prison once."
"... "
"... "
Huh?
He wants to go back there?
He doesn’t have to.
"If you take the permit now, you can never go back there."
"That’s right."
"The souls over there won’t even know we moved to White Tower Floor 17."
"So?"
"I won’t be able to brag. Even if I’m leaving for good, I gotta go back once and brag about the address change."
Kosak grinned.
"T-bagging is mandatory. Once I say that, the soul world will go berserk. I can already picture it."
T-bagging.
Not just bragging, but provocation and humiliation.
— I’m moving out.
— This trash neighborhood? I’m never coming back.
The souls who hear it would go insane with envy.
And rage.
Kosak intended to savor every bit of it.
Wow. What an evil bastard.
But for Kosak, this was perfectly natural.
Missing this chance would an he wasn’t Kosak.
Fine. Let him have his wish.
It wasn’t difficult.
"Alright. I’ll give you the permit next ti you’re summoned. How about the rest?"
Silence.
No one raised a hand.
...What?
"Don’t tell —everyone wants it next ti?"
Nod. Nod.
"You want to brag?"
Nod. Nod.
...
Figures.
"Alright. Unsummoning everyone."
Spot! Spot! Spot! Spot!
Go brag your hearts out and co back.
In any case, the reward was far greater than expected.
Now the summoned beings could wait comfortably in a space nearly identical to Earth.
But one question remained.
What about ordinary people?
Would they fully relocate too?
A forced address change?
"That’d be bad."
There was no easy way to experint.
For now, he shouldn’t let ordinary people beco residents.
They might end up trapped on Floor 17.
Juhyeok re-entered White Tower Floor 17.
Spot!
Gyeondallae and Mad Demon were wandering around, marveling at the place.
Marie seed to be inside a house.
It felt good.
They could be together anyti now.
Nothing else really changed.
Only the waiting room had.
When summoned by Juhyeok, they’d raid the Black Tower or spend ti in the real world.
When unsummoned or when manifestation ti ended, they’d return to Floor 17 to rest.
Thus, the summoned beings’ physical existence continued—
As long as they stayed with him.
"I should make this place even more comfortable."
There was much to do.
To develop Floor 17 further, he’d need more high-grade magic stones.
Oh—right.
What about the nu added as an achievent reward?
He tapped to check.
Revokes a registered resident’s status and expels them from the White Tower.
...
If expulsion was possible—
Then experints on ordinary people might be feasible.
—
Once, an incident that shook the Infinite Prison—the world of souls.
A massive protest against the administrators’ overreach and probability manipulation.
But it fizzled out.
It boiled over, then cooled instantly.
Complaining changed nothing.
All the souls could do was hope that the Earth Summoner would soon obtain a catalog expansion ticket and restart random summoning.
Then—
『Greetings. Have you all been well?』
An assassin.
Recently promoted to legendary-grade after earning the Summoner’s love and trust.
『Regrettably, I’ve co to say my final farewell.』
A farewell?
Did sothing happen on Earth again?
『You know the White Tower, right? I asked before and you all said you didn’t know. But now its true nature has been revealed. What kind of place it is—』
He explained.
White Tower allotnts, residency permits, and how upon unsummoning they’d wait there instead of the soul world.
They had moved.
Changed addresses.
Shocking words—
Almost impossible to believe.
「I-is it really true?」
『Affirmative! We are leaving the Infinite Prison—the world of souls—completely.』
Voices chid in.
「Victory! Senior Officer Veronica Caliber has received permanent transfer orders. Duration: forever. Farewell, everyone. I’m off.」
『A summoned being truly must et a good lord. My lord has beco my new god.』
「The sa goes for warriors.」
「If I hadn’t been summoned... ugh, just thinking about it is terrifying.」
...
『Lucky , I caught the last train.』
『Defecting was the move of the gods.』
「Hoeeeee!」
『Woof woof!』
The t-bagging began.
『Don’t worry, everyone. Once random summoning resus, it’s prison break ti.』
「With no catalog expansion, will random summoning even happen?」
『Ah—right. It won’t.』
「Tsk. No summoning, no residency permits.」
『What’s the use of a high rank if you can’t leave this place?』
『Anyway, take care. Don’t know if we’ll et again.』
『Bye!』
『Hooeeng!』
Silence fell over the souls.
Shock, disbelief, despair, anxiety, sorrow, frustration—
Emotions churned, then exploded at once.
『You fucking bastards!!!』
『Sons of bitches!』
『If I get out, Assassin, you’re the first I kill!』
『Aaaaaargh!』
『Kyaaah!』
『Why ? Why am I—why eee!』
「Let out! Let out or I’ll kill everyone!!!」
『Daaamniiiit!!!』
『Let’s all die. What’s the point of living in this shithole?』
『Cursed life—I can’t do anything right!!!』
Pandemonium.
Still, as if clinging to a last thread of hope—
「Now, now. Let’s stay strong. One day we’ll be summoned too. I’ll shout "Heave!" and you all shout "Ho!" and we’ll pull ourselves up.」
『Heave!』
『Ho!』
『Heave!』
『Fuck that! Heave-ho my ass—we’re done for! No catalog expansion!』
『Done? Don’t be weak! Together—Heave!!!』
『Ho!!!』
『Heave!!!』
『Ho!!!』
『Heave!!!』
The souls’ collapse was fiercer than ever before—
So fierce it tore through the Infinite Prison’s barrier and surged up into the heavens.
And at last—
It reached sothing.
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