Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 981

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Chapter 981
Supplying rain through formations was merely an emergency measure.
It could not compare to rain that fell from genuinely changing weather patterns.
At best, it was like trying to warm frozen feet with urine.
However, even that meager amount allowed humans to endure a little longer.
Thus I paid martial artists to cycle through formations, supplying rain while simultaneously pushing forward with the canal construction.
“Do you believe rain will fall?”
“It must. This world is not inhabited by humans alone.”
Meeting the Goe-eo-in had granted me many insights.
That the world was not created for humans alone.
And that among those vastly superior beings, each possessed entities they chose to protect.
Their desire was not the world’s destruction.
If their goal were to kill all living things, it would have been far simpler.
They wait.
Simply waiting, and waiting still.
‘It is rather like an antibiotic.’
The comparison made humans seem like bacteria, yet I did not mind.
Administering antibiotics in large doses could kill pathogens, but it was not a cure-all. Overuse could destroy healthy organs alongside the disease.
Yet giving too little would breed resistance.
Thus a physician must always determine the proper dosage and frequency.
So I came to understand this drought as an antibiotic.
‘If rain continues to be withheld, not only humans will perish, but everything else as well.’
So I endure.
I step outside once more today and gaze upon the sky.
The sky, the noon sky.
The hour when the sun hangs highest in the day.
How many times have I looked upon the sky by now?
How much longer must I continue to stare?
Clouds gather. Now only rain need fall.
But… will it?
How many times has it simply passed by?
Even warming frozen feet with urine has its limits.
I have done all that humans can do, yet I have learned that true nature surpasses our efforts.
Proper rain must fall.
Such meager amounts merely wet the throat momentarily.
Clouds, cursed rain clouds.
Could you not simply pause and discharge the rain in your belly?
‘Surely they do not intend to kill all flora and fauna as well?’
I held nature itself hostage.
Either all would perish together, or none would.
Let the rain fall so we may all survive together.
If humanity perishes in the apocalypse they envision, then at least let other creatures live on in our stead.
To create the landscape ‘you all’ desire, surely we need at least a minimum of trees, don’t we?
Unless we’re going to fill the entire world with ocean like those Goe-eo-in’s god did.
So please… save us.
Rain… rain for everyone!
Whoooosh—
A fierce wind blew from afar. It was a sight I had witnessed countless times before.
Rain clouds would gather as if to torture my hopes, only to be swept away by the strong winds and vanish once more.
Would the clouds recede again this time?
“Damn it…!”
It seemed the rain would not fall today either.
There was no choice.
Even if the situation grew worse, I could not surrender.
The blue eyes of Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong contemplated the next plan.
But how? What else could be done?
Humanity’s options against the forces of nature were limited, were they not?
A sharp pain pierced my solar plexus.
It was a signal of despair.
I felt the sensation of falling through my fingertips.
If the rain continued not to fall, if the heavens truly intended to kill everyone in this region.
But still, I could not give up.
‘Life cannot be abandoned for something so trivial.’
Was there not a way to accomplish the impossible when standing together with others?
‘….’
But the small Jin Cheon-hees within my mind fell silent.
Had they too found no answer before the forces of nature?
I clenched my teeth.
Even so, I would not surrender.
‘I must do something, anything.’
But I had done everything possible—what more could be done here?
Ah… how fragile humanity truly was before nature.
Then.
Plink—
A raindrop fell.
The droplet trailing down my cheek was like someone’s tear.
I brushed it away with the back of my hand and caught its scent.
“Rain. Yes… rain. It must fall. Yes! It must fall!”
The moment the Doctor trembled, the heavens finally began to release the rain they had held back.
Craaaaaack—
Rain poured down all at once.
This was not the slow seepage that had been trickling down in frozen drops until now.
This was real rain.
“Woooooooooah!”
People rushed out in astonishment.
Gray raindrops cascading to the horizon drenched the world.
Everyone began to cheer.
My clothes became completely soaked.
The rain was so heavy that even my undergarments were drenched, and water filled my shoes until it felt like I was wearing an aquarium.
In a haze of euphoria, I cried out.
I did it. I did it!
The Doctor rushed outside.
“Master! It’s raining!”
Without even wiping away the drenching wetness.
Jegalling set down the documents he had been reviewing.
“Yes. It’s falling.”
“It’s raining so much!”
“You’ve won.”
“Hahahahahaha!”
I burst into loud laughter.
“Rain! Raaaaaaain! I won! You bastards!”
I ran down the street laughing like a madman.
Yet no one pointed fingers at me.
Everyone else was too intoxicated by this real rain falling after so long to think of anything else.
We survived.
We made it.
I let out a triumphant cry.
This was real rain!
A testament to humanity’s victory against the heavens as the end times drew near.
Drenched in rainwater, I laughed and laughed.
Children came running and raced alongside me.
Despite being a master near the Hyeongyeong level, the children were strangely unafraid of me.
One child stumbled while running with me.
The child burst into tears.
I helped the child up and checked the wound.
It didn’t seem to be a serious injury.
I lifted the child onto my shoulders and ran off like a neighborhood leader.
The child who had been crying moments before now giggled with delight.
The other children chased after me and ran along as well.
“Woooooooah!”
The children’s laughter pierces through the raindrops, drenching the city.
The neighborhood dogs, sensing the joy, gathered and ran alongside them.
Dogs and children, and a Gangho Doctor.
In an instant, a procession through the rain was born.
Jegalling felt such a disciple with his eyes closed.
Today, humanity had achieved a small victory against the heavens.
It was a strength born from one person’s stubbornness.
With human will beside it, life was stronger than death.
His disciple knew this better than anyone.
Thump-thump.
Jegalling felt the pulse throbbing in his chest.
It was proof of a certain disciple’s stubbornness.
And proof that he had saved him as well.
With such a person, it seemed strange that the rain wouldn’t fall.
One person’s will breaks the heavens’ mandate and saves lives.
And finally, it broke the sky and brought rain.
The noon sky.
Rain.
It was the day humanity triumphed.
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The rain came.
The rain they had waited for so desperately came.
The volume was considerable and it had been falling for quite some time.
Water droplets became streams, rushing across the cracked, parched earth.
The sound of frogs croaking could be heard.
It was a remarkable thing.
Even in this drought, the frogs had survived and were now croaking toward the heavens.
One rain reverses the entire landscape.
Back on Earth, living in a city, I had rarely felt the greatness of nature so acutely.
But here, everything is made of nature’s tremendous power.
What humans can do is only a small part.
Even a single grain of rice on the table is subject to nature’s whims.
Jin Cheon-hee tried hard to calm the tingling sensation in his fingertips.
‘There is much work to be done.’
Just because rain had come didn’t mean the drought was immediately relieved.
Jin Cheon-hee immediately finished the irrigation channel repairs and toured the four gates of the southern city, coercing the Governor.
It was to have him construct reservoirs in each village.
“Y-yes! I shall do my utmost to assist you, Administrator!”
Looking at this fellow’s expression, he seemed reluctant but forced to comply.
And understandably so.
It’s the nature of a manager to simply do what they’ve always done.
I understand the frustration of suddenly having work thrust upon them out of nowhere, but….
Still, he’s not the Magistrate’s staff—he’s the Provincial Governor’s staff, and the Emperor himself created a special temporary position for him, so all this fellow can do is [wring his hands] and [praise virtue].
I considered deploying the Embroidered Uniform Guard or the Dongchang in the worst case, but the construction is proceeding smoothly as it is.
‘The region where construction is progressing fastest right now is Zhejiang Province.’
It’s thanks to mobilizing numerous martial artists.
So we decided to deploy martial artists to civil engineering projects in other regions as well.
“This time as well, we’ll receive the construction fees from the Baekrin Medical Guild, and the Baekrin Medical Guild will produce healing elixirs equivalent to that value and distribute them to martial artists employed in the Southeastern Province region.”
The complimentary service is only offered once. Customer.
“Yes, yes! We shall do exactly that!”
‘The Governor must be furious that he can’t pocket money in the middle.’
Normally, the Empire allocates a budget.
The Governor and his subordinate animal friends divide a portion of that budget among themselves.
Then the remaining budget goes down further, where the forest friends below all share it equally, and that dregs eventually reach the Village Chief.
Finally, just a few drops of seasoning left in the last bowl make it into the hands of the commoners.
Even if the Emperor sends inspectors with determination, it’s fortunate if 50% of the total budget reaches the commoners.
That cursed convention is always the problem.
‘Actually, the budget the Hua Empire sends down is quite generous.’
Since I’m obsessed with sanitation, education, and civil engineering, even if I spend more, there’s no reason other places would spend this much.
But why is the budget always insufficient?
To such an extent that the Emperor himself adds an extra 30% of the necessary budget.
Sending it with the expectation that it will be embezzled.
But in this case, since I’m directly executing it, sending the budget, and even submitting a memorial to the Emperor, there’s no way to embezzle it.
‘Even with this, if numerical manipulation is still possible, I have to acknowledge it. That’s a mind capable of defeating two people like Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong.’
If he weren’t the Governor, the Cheonma would have kidnapped him and used him as a human calculator.
But fortunately.
“Understood! I, the Governor responsible for the Southeastern Province, shall immediately send the budget upon receiving the Emperor’s will and the itemized details!”
He was compliant even when we dug the reservoir, and this time he’s just casting [complete prostration] again.
‘I was prepared to settle things with the combat skill [discernment] if the evil attribute skill [wicked conspiracy] activated, but….’
I understand how this fellow became a Governor.
Good is good.
According to the Hao-mun map Sama Hyeon sent, the Southeastern Province is a region where the Righteous Faction and Heterodox Faction are quite evenly mixed.
Even in this divine technique discount sale incident, there are regions dominated by one massive faction belonging to the Sadoren.
Naturally, it’s the Heterodox Faction.
However.
Since the Baekrin Medical Guild is employing people jointly with the garrison, they dare not interfere.
-Clear the way! If you obstruct the construction, then Cheonhailgwang will visit in person!
-Why in the world is that fellow coming all the way here to cause trouble!
-Step aside. We’ve obtained information that if Cheonhailgwang comes, Hyeolrin Gwangssal will come with him this time.
-Of all things, why are those two together again?
-Yes. Originally, Cheonhailgwang traveled alone, but this time I heard his Master is coming with him. There’s also a rumor that it was two people who summoned the rain in Zhejiang Province.
-Could it be a false rumor? How could a person possibly summon rain…?
But whether or not one believes in rain-summoning, the fact that two priests are coming to cause chaos is real and an unchangeable future.
-We can accept getting injured, but Hyeolrin Gwangssal must not burn down our sect’s property!
It sounds insane, but for the Heterodox Faction, a fire breaking out on sect grounds is a bigger problem than losing lives.
And Jegalling is a terrorist who understands that point very well.
Every Elder who has ever faced that bastard once guards themselves carefully.
-Hyeolrin Gwangssal is certainly a mad dog, but he’s a smart mad dog. That bastard understands the terror of property destruction far too well.
-We must not forget that Hyeolrin Gwangssal eventually started burning the sect’s warehouses first.
-And we must not forget when he slipped into the chaos of the fires and stole secret ledgers to scatter among rival sects! That bastard is someone who won’t look back if circumstances demand it.
-…So what does Jilgwang want? Give him what you reasonably can.
Unaware of this conversation, I simply became delighted and spoke to my Master.
“Master! Three of the Sadoren’s Twelve Sects have agreed to personally undertake the labor!”
“I see. They must have taken quite a fancy to the spiritual medicine.”
“Wow, I thought a place like the Sadoren’s Twelve Sects, which already has spiritual medicine stacked full in their warehouses, wouldn’t help with this, but it’s unexpected.”
At those words, Jegalling answered with a wry smile.
“The more the merrier, isn’t it? The rich just want more.”
At that, I nodded my head.
“That’s true. Rather, with such an attitude, they came all this way. Our Baekrin Medical Guild will measure merit and fault as fairly as possible and distribute the spiritual medicine and assign labor accordingly!”
My eyes shining brilliantly.
Jegalling found himself laughing and chuckled softly.
“Master?”
“…No, it’s nothing. Do well.”
“Yes!”
I dashed off with my eyebrows flying.
Jegalling watched that retreating figure for a long time.
That boy wouldn’t know, exhausted as he was.
For Jegalling, this was the most peaceful and joyful time in recent days.
Then, a voice came from outside the window.
“Huh, Hyeolrin Gwangssal really came?!”
It seemed one of the Sadoren’s Twelve Sects had sent a spy to confirm the identity of the rumors.
“…”
Jegalling stared at the spy with eyes that commanded silence.
He had to dispose of that bastard quickly before my disciple returned.
What would happen if it was discovered that the great Sadoren’s Twelve Sects were actually doing this out of fear of Hyeolrin Gwangssal?!
“Eeek!?”
The moment the spy met those chilling eyes, he lost his senses and scrambled away.
His movements like someone who had encountered the most terrifying thing in the world.
And rightfully so.
What he had encountered was not merely Jegalling’s gaze.
It was merely a tiny fraction of that man’s inner thoughts.
Before such terror, not a shred of reason remained.
Jegalling watched with composure as the spy fled, having lost all sense of self, even soiling himself in his panic.
As long as he was gone, that was enough.
Jegalling had protected his Master’s image.
Then, from a distance, I heard my voice.
“Master! Didn’t someone leave? I just felt a presence a moment ago.”
To sense a person’s presence from such a distance.
At this level, it was no longer merely seeing or hearing—I had begun to perceive intent itself.
My disciple’s growth was remarkable.
But.
“…I’m not sure what you mean, Hope.”
My Master played innocent.

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