Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 985

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Chapter 985
To be honest, the meals had become tasteless.
Of course, using expensive ingredients was the right approach.
But chicken breast, chicken breast, chicken breast.
I felt as though my eyes would transform into chicken breast.
In an attempt to add variety, they introduced chicken breast soup, braised chicken breast, and grilled chicken breast, but whenever I saw poultry, I felt like I was losing my mind.
It was precious meat, yet I never expected my palate to change so drastically.
Perhaps recognizing the complaints about the difficulty, chicken, beef, and pork began appearing in rotation afterward, though the relatively mild seasoning and herbal flavors were unavoidable.
“Still, this is quite luxurious….”
“How many government offices don’t provide meals?”
“Usually they don’t provide them at all, do they?”
Generally, government offices did not provide lunch for Guards and Patrol Officers.
One had to take their monthly stipend and purchase their own meals.
Most would eat at inns without paying, though ordinary commoners found it difficult to refuse.
They feared the retaliation that might follow if they complained.
In Baekrin County, eating without payment was a crime even for lower-ranking officials of the government, and one would be punished equally according to national law.
Instead, the government office provided lunch in this manner.
It was common knowledge that Baekrin County’s budget for the government office was enormous compared to other offices.
Furthermore, Patrol Officers who had achieved cultivation beyond a certain level….
“A simplified Revised Great Law, you say?”
“Isn’t that what the Baekrin Uigak Warriors receive?”
“I heard the Doctors received it too.”
“Ooooooh!”
“But they say the simplified Revised Great Law is only bestowed upon those who achieve a set cultivation level!”
Where there is a whip, there must also be a carrot.
If one could receive the Revised Great Law, it would become possible to suppress second-rate martial artists or drag out confrontations.
Then achieving merit would become easier, and perhaps an opportunity to advance to the capital might arise.
I pondered this.
‘That’s right. The housekeeper who once received my Master’s kindness. I never imagined the method I used to modify his son would prove so useful.’
Everything has its purpose.
Especially that person—as an excellent experimental… no, as an excellent specimen, he continues to inspire numerous martial artists.
Through the challenges of countless martial artists, he is now becoming one of the hundred greatest masters under heaven.
And on top of that.
“When I give the signal from now on, you throw the binding rope! One!”
“One!”
Rope binding technique.
A martial art for restraining opponents.
“Prepare the six-direction cudgels!”
“Prepared!”
The six-sided batons distributed to Guards and Patrol Officers.
This martial art trains one to strike down opponents using this hexagonal staff.
If I master this Thunder Lightning Hexagonal Staff Cudgel completely and my inner energy supports it sufficiently, I could even hold my own against a first-rate martial artist—though winning outright would be pushing it, I could at least buy time until reinforcements arrive from the government office.
‘We fight with numbers.’
Even with this teaching, fighting a master of Gangho one-on-one is honestly impossible.
Children who received the Eight Trigrams Fist from the moment they cried as infants and fell asleep listening to profound inner energy cultivation scriptures while nursing—how could I possibly make them win through cramming now?
‘However, numbers are always right.’
My objective was singular.
Reinforcements!
While I’m fighting this Patrol Officer in front of me, if another guard runs off and brings reinforcements swarming like bees, even a martial artist from Gangho becomes nothing but a nuisance.
And on top of that.
A formation that the Patrol Officers, Patrol Sergeants, and guards can deploy together!
“The moment I blow the whistle, the Patrol Sergeants move in white lines! The guards stay put! The Patrol Officers go to the front!”
Whee! Whee-whee!
I don’t teach difficult things like the Living Gate or the Death Gate.
While the Patrol Officers and Sergeants swing their hexagonal staffs, the guards throw ropes at designated positions!
“Hiyah!”
Lightning flashes from the hexagonal staff.
When struck by thunder energy, muscles stiffen with a tingling sensation.
In the openings thus revealed, ropes and hexagonal staff strikes await.
“Next is basic formation—everyone prepare to advance!”
Wheeee-ek!
“Uwaaaagh!”
Unlike their spirited charge, the Patrol Officers and guards tangle together and tumble down.
Boom!
They must have gotten confused about their positions.
‘Hmm, as expected, since they weren’t born as martial artists, they really struggle with formations.’
That’s fine.
They’ll learn it.
In an organizational society, we don’t expect creativity anyway.
A boss who expects that is a thief.
As long as what I teach comes out naturally through their bodies, that’s enough.
* * *
Time passed and passed like that.
Today too, the Patrol Officers began striking the wooden dummy with the Golden Strength Wall Thunder Palm according to my signal.
From striking so much, their Golden Strength Wall Thunder Palm had become quite proficient, their skill level rising considerably.
“One!”
Thwack, tap-tap, thwack, thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack!
The sound was far more organized and crisp, as if a single person were striking the dummy.
They finished a hundred strikes in an instant, and I called out again.
“Two! This time, irregular three-strike variation!”
Tap, tap-tap-tap, tap-tap-tap!
This time, I had deliberately commanded a sudden shift to different forms, yet they followed flawlessly.
Every one of them possessed muscles like armor, and steam inexplicably billowed from their mouths.
Some had even grown taller by two heads, seemingly an effect of the simplified body-refining method.
I observed the sight with satisfaction, while Jegalling watched from behind his fan.
“Master, behold! This very scene today is the future of our Hwa Empire’s security!”
“….”
My disciple’s eyes shone like stars with brilliance today as well.
Human body modification.
Daily external energy cultivation and martial training unto death.
Human body modification achieved through medicinal decoctions and various herbal remedies.
Coupled with forced training in energy circulation, sealing techniques, and needle methods.
“…Remarkably, they haven’t submitted their resignations.”
“Indeed. Most of them have married and established families, after all.”
The benefits of being a Baekrin County official were too generous for them to flee from such arduous training.
In this era without medical insurance, the ability to carry a sick child to a physician without worrying about diagnostic fees was invaluable.
And the promise of a pension upon retirement after a full career was even greater.
It meant freedom from hunger and want.
Furthermore.
“…Hmm, they’re all of age now, so they’d fear starting farming anew. And there’s no guarantee of success either.”
“True. There aren’t many places to transfer to either.”
“Precisely. Hope, most people will endure even grueling work if their livelihood is assured and their future secured. Of course, unless it involves evil deeds, but this carries the righteous cause of protecting commoners, so it’s especially so.”
‘Indeed, in this era, righteous cause was particularly important.’
With short lifespans, how one lived and died was quite a significant matter.
Even if they weren’t martial artists and lacked the spirit of chivalry.
Still, everyone understood how vital righteousness was.
It was an age of romance.
After all the training concluded, my Master nodded in approval.
“This should suffice. Send these men to each patrol station to train the patrol sergeants and officers, and have them oversee management and supervision.”
“Yes!”
I smile brightly.
Then, gathering strength in my abdomen and infusing it with inner energy, I shouted loudly.
“Congratulations on the graduation of the first cohort of trainees! Go forth and secure the Empire’s peace!”
With those words, a thunderous roar erupted.
Uooooooooooo!
A cry that sounded less like humans and more like beasts or monsters.
Indeed.
Thus, the Baekrin County patrol officers transcended humanity.
* * *
I returned to Baekrin Medical Guild.
And sitting in his office, he organized documents while thinking.
Now that I’ve established the framework, things will proceed like an automated hunting system—following the process.
Whenever unexpected issues arise, I’ll simply manage and maintain them.
But those days of teaching from the very basics—how to hold a spoon—are long past.
The skilled martial arts instructors from Yeonmu City will teach the Patrol Officers, Patrol Sergeants, and Guards.
The Patrol Officers will return to their posts and forcibly conduct training and supervision of the Patrol Sergeants and Guards, just as they learned.
‘Usually, when you try to implement new training for this trio of Guards, Patrol Officers, and Patrol Sergeants, there’s an uproar from above.’
One must be careful, as it could appear to be the militarization of civilian forces.
‘Without the Emperor’s permission, this would have been difficult.’
An absolute belief that Jin Tae-su would never covet the throne.
Or rather, a belief in my sister—that if I attempted such a thing, Ju Wang-ya would come to crack my skull.
In any case, this is work that can only be done within mutual trust and confidence.
‘Ju Wang-ya is truly frightening.’
The incredible supernatural power I witnessed during the Suksin Tribe battle still occasionally appears in my dreams.
What’s even more terrifying is that Ju Wang-ya wasn’t fighting at full strength even in that situation.
Already exhausted from multiple battles, she fought that intensely and displayed such martial prowess—just how strong would she be at full capacity?
It’s no wonder she’s called the God of War.
‘That’s right. Even if I can’t trust myself, I can trust Ju Wang-ya.’
Of course, I’m aware that a certain degree of trust exists as the foundation for all of this.
And perhaps because of that, Jin Cheon-hee has become a steadfast supporter of the imperial family.
In other words, I’ve begun to be perceived as the Emperor’s man.
And now it’s not a matter I can refuse anyway.
‘The terrifying aspect of Gold & Silver is that rather than accomplishing something through a single scheme, they resolve things gradually, like rain soaking into clothes.’
Even if it doesn’t seem so, they’re truly diligent fellows.
In state affairs and in schemes alike.
They were people who understood what I valued.
And I was not the type to weigh the lives of commoners against my own political neutrality.
Rather, I’m now extracting maximum benefit from this situation.
‘The number of Yeonmu Cities is increasing. With these Yeonmu Cities, I could even create a sequential training system for Patrol Officers, Patrol Sergeants, and Guards without major issues.’
When dealing with martial artists, not fighting martial artists is a contradiction in terms.
And I was operating the place with the highest concentration of martial artists.
The Yeonmu City wasn’t created for this purpose, but good is good.
It’s self-evident that practicing real combat here will yield significant gains.
‘Moreover, the simplified revised legal review can be handled by both the Sang Ui-won and the Middle-Aged Men. Though it’s technically another department, if the Sang Ui-won is involved per case, it can be done with just the Middle-Aged Men.’
The personnel are somewhat tight, but since the budget is generous, it’s doable.
It was only a matter of time before the entire force of Gangso Province’s constabulary was strengthened.
And so, after winter passed.
Now, all officials belonging to Gangso Province’s constabulary began their daily routine of martial arts training in the morning.
Of course, it was semi-forced training….
If you give up, it becomes easy.
And so.
I, Jin Cheon-hee, once again.
introduced an entirely new concept to the martial world.
As a result… the very heavens of this world were completely shattered—needless to say.
‘Why does the back of my neck feel itchy?’
Jin Tae-su suddenly gazed upward at the sky.
That sensation of being watched by someone.
It was different from Yoo Ho. After all, what Yoo Ho observed didn’t even feel like being watched in the first place.
Yet, there was no one around.
‘What is this? Just my imagination?’
Dongchang, the Heavenly Mandate, the Demonic Sect, or perhaps the Hyeolseonggyo?
Jin Cheon-hee the streamer had far too many suspicious points.
Wasn’t he quite the hot channel in the human realm these days?
If his possession had been a broadcast novel, he would have made quite a bit of money.
And in this case.
‘The heavens?’
My intuition spoke thus.
The Heavenly Mandate seemed quite furious at being destroyed.
‘Right. Under normal circumstances, far more people should have died from war, plague, drought, and heresy. But.’
I raised my middle finger toward the sky.
Not quite like the legendary great heroes of old tales. Still, it was fine.
After all, countless patrol officers were currently practicing formation techniques, tripping over their own feet, and rolling across the ground.
‘Even if the appearance is a bit ridiculous.’
What does it matter? What’s important is moving forward.
How magnificent and noble one appears—that’s what myths, legends, and tales are for.
Reality is far messier, far more foolish, and far more absurd.
But isn’t that what life is?
That’s why I raised my middle finger toward the Heavenly Mandate.
Even if it’s ugly, it’s fine.
If there is warmth there.
‘…Humans, and life itself. That’s simply how they are.’

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