Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 1014

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Chapter 1014
I was incredibly busy.
Because like someone who had brought calamity upon themselves, I kept piling on more work.
The drought crisis in the southern provinces.
Though I resolved it with the help of Jegalling, who single-handedly managed the excavator and freshwater generator manufacturing, there was indeed damage to the crops.
As a result.
It was only natural that Baekrin had to export an astronomical quantity of grain—so transcendent in scale it was almost unbelievable.
In that process, the Baekrin Medical Guild and Baekrin, having earned enormous wealth, invested that money into building social infrastructure.
They expanded water and sewage systems, laying them throughout virtually every village within Baekrin.
Baekrin’s size was comparable to regions like Gyeonggi or Chungcheong provinces in Korea on Earth.
Of course it was.
Since Gangso Province was the size of the Korean peninsula, Baekrin, located within it, naturally had that scale.
In other words.
An entire region the size of Gyeonggi Province!
Complete water and sewage infrastructure!
Plus road maintenance on top of it!
What was more terrifying was that I was recklessly spending everything—personal funds, taxes, and public coffers all mixed together.
In truth, that’s how fiefdoms worked in this era.
A fief granted one complete control over territory and taxes; whether from taxation or business revenue, it all belonged to Jegalling.
And it was both my duty and right as a disciple to freely spend my master’s wealth!
I would dedicate this one body to sanitation.
I was committing such insane acts without hesitation.
The problem was that money kept flowing and overflowing regardless.
The core issue was that I wasn’t doing this to seek wealth and glory.
And Jegalling, the actual owner of the money, merely watched his mad disciple’s actions with satisfaction, fanning the flames.
Because of that.
Baekrin was becoming completely differentiated from other regions.
There were no bandits, no thieves, no robbers, and no criminal organizations like human trafficking.
Truly terrifying and dreadful!
The patrol officers walked around with glaring eyes, wielding six-sided batons crackling with lightning, and behind them, patrol sergeants and guards also walked, generating static electricity.
Crime? Illegal behavior?
A tingling six-sided baton was waiting right there!
Moreover, recently the patrol office was issued new weapons called double-pronged spears.
The length is one sheet, and at the end, two blunt single peaks shaped like the letter ㄷ are attached.
A tool for suppressing opponents from a distance, but with lightning crackling through it, it was no different from a long-range electric shock weapon.
With security thus ensured, and the entire Baekrin moving with vitality like a development zone in an economic boom, I, as the overall supervisor of this project, had no choice but to be busy.
Moreover, I was relentlessly handling my daily duties as a doctor as well.
I saw patients during the day and had reached a level where I slept only half a shichen at night before resuming work.
I had learned various divine martial techniques, possessed Eungryong’s precious jade, and had achieved a martial realm only half a step below Hyeongyeong.
Without all this, I would have long since coughed up blood and taken to bed given the brutal intensity of the workload.
160 hours a week—a murderous workload!
Yet I don’t particularly suffer from it.
Because I can hear it.
The sound of sanitation improving, public health rising, and living standards climbing reaches my ears!
“You can actually hear such things? Have you finally lost your mind physically?”
Now that Jegalling had departed for Shaolin Temple, Yoo Ho hadn’t accompanied him to assist. Instead, Yoo Ho remained at my side.
In the end, just the two of us were guarding Baekrin Uiseon.
“Without the master around, you’re running completely wild, aren’t you?”
“It’s fine. A master like me won’t die from this much work!”
“….”
If my Master had seen this, he would have struck the back of my head to knock me unconscious and forced me into bed.
Since there’s no one to stop me now, I’m running rampant.
Moreover.
The challenge proclamation for the “Yoo Ho Refrigerator Cup Cold Cuisine Supreme Cooking Tournament” had already been distributed throughout the realm, and numerous master cooks were gathering at Baekrin.
They were converging on the city where Baekrin Uiseon, which would host the tournament, was located.
Apparently, being quite wealthy, they had already purchased Yoo Ho refrigerators and were holed up conducting culinary research even before being assigned lodgings.
Truly, the great housekeepers!
They must be thinking, “This is nothing at all!”
“No, Yoo Ho. Listen. Right now, development, sanitation, and happiness are all rising!”
Still shuffling through documents, I turned my head toward Yoo Ho with a radiant smile.
Even amid this madness, I’m squandering that beautiful face.
A middle-aged man from the research department set down his report, saw my smile, clutched his chest, his face flushed crimson, and hurried out.
I replied, “Oh, thank you for the quick submission!” but he couldn’t respond, just slammed the door shut.
A sign that lovesickness had reached critical severity.
A celestial-grade beauty is being recklessly squandered in the hands of a madman.
‘Going mad so gracefully, really….’
Yoo Ho clicked his tongue and set down the refreshments.
“Happiness, sanitation, development—that must be the Young Master’s delusion.”
“A delusion? People genuinely all love it!”
“That much is true. No one starves, the sick receive immediate treatment, and there’s no oppression. Though I cannot say how long this can last.”
Absolute power corrupts absolutely.
As long as I live, it may never happen, but….
What will happen after I die?
Throughout history, there have been great kings and emperors, yet after their deaths, nations frequently fell into ruin.
That’s what Yoo Ho must be referring to.
“Well. The knowledge I leave behind, future generations will use however they can.”
“How irresponsible.”
“Hahaha, I’m not a god. As a human, I’m only doing what I can reach with my own hands. I’m making preparations in my own way, but… what comes after is something my descendants must figure out for themselves.”
They too must advance on their own feet.
I cannot do everything for them, and even if I could, I have no intention of doing so.
There’s no guarantee that I’m always right.
Each era has its own values and principles.
‘Gae Pa Josa probably feels the same way.’
Looking back now, even Jegal Ryang, who is Gae Pa Josa, did everything within his power.
Honestly, if it weren’t for ‘that person’ from Jin Ju-eonga being something beyond common sense, I’d say Jegal Ryang represents the limit of what humans can achieve.
“Still, the project has grown bigger than expected.”
What Jin Cheon-hee and Muyue wanted was to firmly establish the existence of Yoo Ho’s refrigerator throughout Gangso Province.
Not that it matters to say this.
Speaking in the style of old gangster movies, Gangso Province is already Baekrin Uiseon’s territory.
It’s their backyard and front garden, so to speak.
The Nine Great Sects, the Eight Great Families, and now the massive factions that have grown from the Eight Paths of the Dao to the Twelve Paths of the Dao tend to view their regions as their own domains.
Of course, Baekrin Uiseon’s control operates on an entirely different level than other sects.
They wield profound influence not just in the martial world, but also in civilian society and government institutions.
So.
‘If we hold a Yoo Ho Refrigerator Cold Cuisine Competition, it will definitely be a hit throughout Gangso Province!’—that was the calculation behind launching this.
The problem is that it generated far more enthusiasm than imagined.
Not just wealthy merchants from Gangso Province, but also massive numbers from nearby Shandong, Anhui, and Zhejiang are mobilizing—that says it all.
As a result.
We had to build a larger stadium than originally planned, and decided to construct a permanent venue altogether.
That’s right.
Once you’ve seen the rice cake, you might as well perform the ritual.
We’re essentially building something like a World Cup stadium.
This is the real problem!
This is why Jin Cheon-hee’s workload keeps expanding!
“Isn’t it because the Young Master keeps making rash decisions without thinking?”
“Hmm, well, no. I calculate everything carefully because it’s all doable. Besides, large-scale construction projects are good for poor relief one way or another.”
“But there are hardly any poor people left in Gangso Province anymore?”
Various road construction projects, water and sewage systems, and massive farmland development.
Baekrin has already sucked in all the poor from beyond Baekrin itself throughout all of Gangso Province like a black hole.
“That can’t be. There’s new population flowing in too. And poverty isn’t limited to Gangso Province, so we brought people in ahead of time.”
“You brought them in?”
“Yeah. We brought many from Zhejiang. They’ve been struggling with drought there anyway.”
“You calculated all that too?”
“Of course not~”
Watching his casual smile, Yoo Ho sensed it instinctively.
He had definitely calculated and planned this action.
“Even so, ultimately, we can’t solve everything.”
“That’s true. Our Medical Guild’s wealth and Baekrin’s funds, while substantial, aren’t enough to control an entire province.”
Millions of people live in a single city.
We’re not wealthy enough to move all of them.
Even the legendary miser Stone Monkey wouldn’t possess such wealth.
That’s simply how national budgets worked.
Still, at the scale of Baek Rin’s operation, I could sway things considerably.
‘Though even that alone is already an astronomical amount.’
After finishing the refreshments, I brushed the crumbs from my hands.
“Well. In any case, the situation has unfolded, and the merchant operation has grown far beyond our initial expectations. We need to work. Especially since so many martial artists are coming because of this incident, I’ll need to call in patrol officers from throughout Gangso Province to handle them.”
“Does this mean you’re planning to participate in the tournament as well?”
“Of course. That Cheol-san fellow will definitely show up this time too, won’t he?”
“That would… certainly be the case.”
So he harbors competitive spirit over the most trivial matters, Yoo Ho muttered inwardly.
“So then, how far do you intend to go?”
Yoo Ho asked casually, his voice perfectly ordinary.
The word ‘ordinary.’
Appearing as always. Or looking as one always does.
However.
That phrase carried depths and weight impossible to fathom.
“As far as I’m able to.”
“That’s… a frightening statement.”
“Before, I made a vow that if I saw martial artists fighting illegally before me, I’d beat them all and treat their injuries. Since then, I’ve been thinking about it. I realized I could do far more than I imagined. So I’ll do everything I can. I’ll do it all… to save people.”
Without lifting my gaze from the documents, I spoke these terrifying words with complete composure.
Do everything I’m capable of.
What could ‘everything Jin Cheon-hee is capable of’ possibly mean?
The noble being who should have remained in distant places felt his eyebrows twitch slightly at these words.
It had been a very long time since he’d sensed something like this—not since he first saw Jegalling.
“Truly… you are an audacious human.”
“Hehe. That’s precisely why you like me, Yoo Ho.”
I lifted my head and laughed carelessly.
Watching my face—so perfectly balanced it seemed inhuman—Yoo Ho exhaled a sigh.
“Still. Do not overexert yourself.”
“Of course not.”
“Then I shall take my leave.”
“You too, Yoo Ho.”
The noble being gave a light nod to his sole priest and left the room.
People gather. Vitality overflows.
And now, things that are no longer human begin to seep in as well.
Yoo Ho thought it would become even busier.
That was when.
“유호! 유호호호호호호호호—-!”
Why does this fool keep calling me like that?
As I turned to grab him by the collar, Jin Cheon-hee asked.
“Has there been no letter from Master?”

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