Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 982

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Chapter 982
As a result, the drought in the southeastern provinces was completely suppressed.
“Unbelievable. Droughts were originally called divine punishment, were they not? Are you telling me that Ilgwang actually accomplished this?”
“Strictly speaking, one could say he endured until the rains came.”
“Still, even so. How on earth did he manage it?”
If merely enduring until rain fell had been easy, droughts would never have been called the nation’s greatest calamity.
“Moreover, he had already completed irrigation channels and reservoir construction beforehand, so not a single drop of rain was wasted—it was all stored away.”
“Remarkable. Truly remarkable. No wonder the Emperor holds him in such favor.”
The connoisseurs of Gangho clicked their tongues in amazement at this affair.
And with good reason.
Jin Cheon-hee had resolved it in mere months of taking action.
With the addition of reservoir and irrigation construction, the next drought had been forestalled as well.
This report finally reached the imperial palace.
“….”
The imperial palace.
Pung Ha-geum nodded as he examined the dispatch.
“I never expected that boy to perform so admirably….”
Everyone had believed it impossible.
Even Pung Ha-geum, who had given the order, had only expected Jin Cheon-hee to buy time, after which he would resolve matters by releasing grain reserves.
‘Of course, I did not anticipate needing much time.’
A month at most.
That would have been sufficient time to allocate and dispatch the budget.
Of course, Jin Cheon-hee himself remained unaware of this.
Pung Ha-eun, seated beside him, spoke.
“I was prepared to mock him if he failed, yet he accomplished this. By what method exactly…?”
“I know that fellow’s civil engineering has reached the realm of mastery. But a drought is another matter entirely.”
This implied there was another story not contained in the report.
Both emperors turned their gaze toward the Eunuch General.
Shortly after, the Eunuch General nodded and withdrew from his robes a dispatch as black as ink.
A report from Dongchang.
Written in black ink upon black paper, its characters only became visible when reflected by candlelight.
“Hyeongyeong…?”
“Yes. It appears Master Jegalling has reached Hyeongyeong, and there are eyewitness accounts suggesting he rivals the Three Elites….”
The Three Elites of All Under Heaven.
Those who transcend humanity by far.
Even an Emperor must remain vigilant against them.
The Eunuch General continued.
“Yet now that the power of the Imperial Throne has been restored, even the Three Elites and Jegalling, the Imperial Master, would not dare cause disturbance within the palace….”
Imperial Master.
A title meaning both the Emperor’s teacher and the teacher of the imperial family.
In this case, the title of Emperor was used in consideration of Jin Cheon-hee’s bloodline.
“Still, it would be difficult to make an enemy of that fellow’s Master. He follows along like a duckling trailing after its mother, for heaven’s sake.”
At his age, shouldn’t he be starting to gain independence from his Master?
However, Jegalling cherished his disciple dearly.
Jin Cheon-hee devoted himself to the Medical Guild with exhausting labor.
Perhaps because his identity as Uigakju and Vice-Uigakju loomed larger than his sense of self as a Kang Ho-in.
“In any case, that child seems to value himself most highly as a ‘Doctor’…”
One scheme to draw him out had hit a snag.
Originally, I had given him a task that should have failed unconditionally, but he had solved it instead.
However, neither Pung Ha-eun nor Pung Ha-geum were particularly concerned.
One could always devise another scheme later. More importantly, they had resolved the drought for free—quite the profitable venture.
“But what in the world is this?”
Pung Ha-geum pointed to a section of the report.
“?!”
There was a phrase written that he had never seen before.
[Dongchang Official Forced Enhancement Plan.]
* * *
The prolonged drought had been resolved in mere months.
Having accomplished an impossible task, Jin Cheon-hee arrived at Gangso Province where his Master and Baekrin Medical Guild were located.
The journey there had been swift, riding in Hwang-gu’s carriage, but the return journey was taken slowly and leisurely on foot.
The steel carriage he had brought would be retrieved later by the Baekrin Group.
Instead, both Noeji and Hwang-gu had shrunk to smaller sizes.
Hwang-gu perched atop my head, and Noeji sat upon Hwang-gu’s head.
The Town Musicians of Bremen.
A tower of sorts, constructed from spiritual creatures.
Jegalling remained composed amid the mad spectacle his disciple had created.
After all, unlike last time, he wasn’t carrying Guan Yunchang’s head on his shoulders.
For him, this was quite a reasonable sight.
A few residents of Gangso Province who happened to pass by cried out in alarm, or I heard adults warning others not to make eye contact, saying their Governor was up to his usual antics.
Just as the sun began to set, Jin Cheon-hee, Hwang-gu, and Noeji—
Six pairs of eyes gleamed in the shadows.
A horrifying sight fit for nightmares.
Yet Jegalling was content and at peace.
Even if another spiritual creature were added, making it eight pairs of eyes instead of six, forming a tower that walked through the night—this one remained merely a young and admirable disciple.
“Hehe, I never thought I’d be doing manual labor at my age because of a disciple.”
“Yes. And I never imagined you could spread rain across such a vast area, Master. This disciple truly wishes to reach your level of cultivation soon.”
These were the words a disciple in Gangho typically offered their Master.
Yet even as I spoke, my solar plexus ached slightly.
Jegalling asked.
“Hope, if you reach my level of cultivation, what do you intend to do with it?”
“There’s quite a bit to do. First, since my inner energy is now infinite, I can endlessly infuse my vital qi into elixirs, allowing me to mass-produce them on a transcendent scale. Then I can strengthen the Medical Officers and staff first….”
“Hope. Even if your inner energy becomes infinite, your mental fortitude remains finite as long as you’re human.”
The moment this madman became Hyeongyeong, he was already thinking of converting himself into an elixir production factory.
Jegalling shook his head in disbelief.
This man’s thinking had transcended the extraordinary and ventured into madness.
Because of this, ordinary people witnessed his madness before his brilliance, which was why “Cheonhailgwang” was beginning to be called “Cheonhaejingwang” instead.
“Why not just turn everyone into a new breed of humanity?”
“Hmm…. I believe that if people could become stronger without compromising their fundamental human nature, it would help in these final days….”
“….”
A madman through and through.
When ordinary humans encounter “such things,” their minds either shatter or they lose the will to live.
Because it was something so vast and incomprehensible.
When one witnesses such a tremendous force beyond human capability, and realizes that it heralds destruction.
‘And when one realizes that this destruction is closer than expected.’
It becomes difficult for humans to maintain their sanity.
‘Yet this child resists.’
He resists against the final days with all his might, filling each day to the brim.
From Jegalling’s perspective, this was neither the heart of a martial artist nor the heart of a physician.
A hero.
The heart of a hero.
Of course, his actions were far closer to those of a madman than a hero.
At that moment, Noeji fluttered her wings above the disciple’s shadow.
Of course, she only fluttered them, not actually flying. Too bothersome.
But in the evening light, the sight looked so grotesque that a passerby let out a shriek and stumbled backward.
Jin Cheon-hee glanced over with concern, confirmed the person had no injuries, and continued walking.
He seemed to care about others’ gazes, yet at times like these he lived carelessly.
Walking confidently everywhere.
Jegalling suspected it was a combination of wanting to look good as his Master’s disciple and his own unrestrained nature.
Night had fully fallen, yet the two did not stop at an inn.
Indeed, with just a leisurely pace, they were already at the steps of Baekrin Uiseon.
Jin Cheon-hee and the spirit musicians climbed up steadily.
Remarkably, his neck and head remained completely still, providing Hwang-gu and Noeji the comfort of a bed.
Though it looked insane no matter how many times Jegalling saw it, he still felt the exquisite martial technique flowing from spine to neck to crown.
“Anyway, this task ended more easily than expected.”
That mission everyone thought impossible.
“Indeed. Fortunately, Master was there… and it rained too. Though the crops themselves were already ruined.”
Though Jin Cheon-hee had received the imperial decree and helped, crops have their seasons.
The time of planting.
The time for growth.
The time for bearing fruit.
If plants don’t receive adequate sunlight and rain during this critical period, they wither away.
Having already missed several such opportunities, even if water reaches the fields now, there’s no preventing crop damage.
“You’ve already massively increased grain production throughout Gangso Province, so it should be fine. Thanks to that, I’ve made considerable profits as well.”
Gangso Province had achieved a revolution in nitrogen fertilizer through lightning strikes.
Not only warriors trained in Noe-gong, but also receiving supplies of lightning strike devices through dealings with the Moshan Sect.
Moreover, thanks to the irrigation systems and reservoir projects already completed, water could be preserved even during droughts.
“Yes. They say a bumper harvest is expected.”
“Indeed. Everyone is eagerly anticipating the harvest.”
All of Gangso Province would become prosperous.
“Even if heaven turns its gaze away, humans have the means to overcome it through will and wisdom.”
“But I’ve also come to realize that not everything can be solved by human strength alone.”
That was true.
If rain doesn’t fall at all, it becomes meaningless.
However, heaven wouldn’t do that unless it intended to annihilate all flora and fauna in the world.
“….”
“What are you thinking about?”
“I’m wondering if there’s a way to prevent mid-level officials from tampering with the grain.”
It’s one of the things that inevitably follows when droughts occur.
Some might think it’s unthinkable that people would do such things when others are starving to death.
Remarkably, even in such circumstances, humans inflict such atrocities upon their own kind.
“Realistically, there are many things we can do. Baekrin Medical Guild and the Oryun Association. Especially since Baekrin Medical Guild’s goods sales come with attached administrative districts, doesn’t it also bear the character of a government office? Ordinarily, without considerable audacity, one wouldn’t dare tamper with grain.”
Though the position of Dosa was only temporarily granted and the Emperor could reclaim it, that doesn’t mean my authority is insignificant.
“The southern provinces have many regions with heterodox factions, so if they cause trouble….”
“That’s something the provincial governors of those regions must handle themselves, but should such matters arise, your master will think about it then, so don’t worry too much.”
It meant he would crush any resistance that emerged.
Jegalling swept his large hand across his disciple’s head.
“Rather than that, you’ve finished one task, so rest a bit. Thinking about work even here—honestly.”
At those words, I furrowed one eyebrow.
“There’s something I need to do before resting.”
“Something?”
“Yes.”
“What is it?”
“There are two things, actually. I’m planning to resolve the first one first. The Dongchang official forced enhancement plan. Starting with this.”
A task my disciple wants to tackle before even recovering from travel fatigue.
“You’re really going through with that insane idea…. Fine. Give it a try.”
Jegalling laughed despite himself.
“But three days of mandatory rest.”
Master’s orders had been issued.
“But Master!”
“Yoo Ho has repaired the annex for you and redesigned the garden, so go enjoy it.”
“I understand the reasoning, but suddenly… a garden?”
“Yes. This time, the Medical Guild obtained some precious jade stones, and I’ve used them to create a new one. Hmm, to be precise, it’s a formation arranged in the shape of a garden.”
‘He’s installing a formation in my guest pavilion?’
What on earth for?

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