The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 100

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Chapter 100: Another VIP or Sucker

Honestly, I hadn’t even considered this kind of situation.

To run away immediately after casting Storm Rain.

‘…Is this also a strategy?’

I was being cautious just in case, but it definitely seemed like he had fled.

Cowardly bastard.

What a waste of the Cheonma Divine Art.

Is he really a soul connector?

Well!

Even if they’re the same soul sharing memories and experiences, the environments they lived in are different.

This is Earth, that side is Gangho Murim.

It’s the same for himself.

Kim Tae-ju is Kim Tae-ju, and Danggumak is Danggumak.

Anyway, the battle that began with Storm Rain.

That one move killed about 8 Mages instantly.

The Emperor charged at the Vice-Chairman who was standing there dumbfounded.

Vice-Chairman Jamal, startled, transformed into a demon and blocked the Emperor’s attack.

Clang!

“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this moment?”

“…This time I’ll kill you completely.”

Meanwhile, Geum Su-ho went berserk trying to swing his newly acquired sword even once more.

Slash! Slashslashslash!

“This is my sword!”

Ilisambaeyi also transformed into Baekho.

“Growl!”

Following Tae-ju’s instructions, he hunted only the True Demons.

Crunch! Crunchcrunchcrunch!

Tae-ju wasn’t just standing idle either.

Tssssss!

Willow Leaf Rain shooting from his hands like a machine gun.

Life-Taking Rain flying heavily.

Tsssss!

The demoralized Mages were easier than ordinary demons.

As a result, the only living Mage was the Vice-Chairman fighting the Emperor.

Since everything seemed to be mostly settled, should I enter spectator mode now?

Clang! Clangclangclangclang!

Jamal, who had become a demon, was already at Master level as his base grade.

He was definitely not an easy opponent.

Blazing.

Jamal’s body burned with demonic energy.

The appearance of a monster you’d only see in horror movies.

Most Awakened Guards would have their bodies shattered just by touching that demonic energy.

However, Jamal’s opponent was the Emperor.

The most powerful Awakened Guard in the Empire.

The Emperor of Tyranny, completely different from before.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Vice-Chairman Jamal kept retreating without even getting a chance to counterattack as the Emperor’s sword struck down repeatedly.

“Is this all you have? How truly disappointing.”

“You, you bastard!”

Blood vessels burst in Jamal’s eyes.

The Emperor had become stronger.

Moreover, something was mixed in with his mana.

It was gnawing away at his demonic energy.

It was useless to push it away with demonic energy.

It persistently burrowed into his body, interfering with the flow of demonic energy.

‘Wh-what the hell?’

Jamal wouldn’t know.

Not only had he become stronger, but by consuming Seondo, a treasure of the Immortal Realm, immortal energy was flowing through the Emperor’s mana.

The fact that he had eaten Geum Su-ho’s portion alone.

The fact that he had even drunk more of the immortal wine that Tae-ju had given to Geum Su-ho out of pity.

Immortal energy is a divine force that repels wicked things.

Mages who grow stronger by devouring others’ hearts and organs are wicked beings.

Therefore, the Mage Jamal had no choice but to be judged by the immortal energy.

The Emperor knew it too.

The peaches and wine that Chairman Kim Tae-ju had given him.

‘I received something too great.’

Thanks to the energy contained within them, he was easily handling the bastard who had once driven him to the brink of death.

Finally!

Thud!

His elbow was severed.

“Ah…”

He hurriedly tried to block the sword with his other hand, but…

The Emperor’s horizontal slash cut through his waist.

Slashslashslashslash!

Complete separation of upper and lower body.

The upper body sliding sideways as it was cut off.

“…Ugh!”

Even as he died, a question remained in Jamal’s mind.

‘Why did the Head Master run away?’

With Vice-Chairman Jamal’s death, there were no living Mages left.

“What? Are they all dead? We should have kept at least one alive.”

The Emperor sternly questioned Geum Su-ho.

“You got too excited just because you received a new sword, didn’t you? You should have left at least one alive.”

Geum Su-ho pointed at Ilbaek with a blunt tone and answered.

“That guy killed more than I did.”

“Meow?”

“…Geez, you’ve been talking back constantly.”

“Meow!”

“No, so either fire me or send me into exile!”

“Six months salary cut… Well, I could consider it if you swap swords with me.”

“I’ll submit my resignation.”

While the Emperor and Geum Su-ho were having their childish argument.

Tae-ju examined the corpses of the Mages who had died in demon form.

‘Not this one, not that one either…’

Fortunately.

Among the dead Mages, the one that Jeong Yeon-hee had shown him wasn’t there.

But what about that bastard who ran away?

Abandoning his subordinates and running away with his tail between his legs.

And he fled as soon as Storm Rain was cast, without even properly fighting.

If he had been weak, I would understand.

‘How can I catch someone who ran away?’

He was so fast that I couldn’t even think of chasing after him.

‘If I knew his real name and true face, I could track him with a tracking talisman.’

The tracking talisman from the Immortal Realm isn’t omnipotent.

You need to know the target well to track them.

I’ve only used it twice so far.

Once was when searching for the Black Demon Dragon’s whereabouts, and another time was when rescuing my father in the Paju DMZ dense area.

But I don’t know the name of Earth’s Cheonma, nor have I seen his real face.

“But about that guy who ran away earlier. I can’t understand the reason at all, he seemed like the strongest one. I was actually quite tense.”

The Emperor seems curious about the Cheonma who escaped too.

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Who could it be?”

“Since he ran away, is there any way to find out?”

Tae-ju had no intention of explaining in detail to the Emperor.

It would be complicated to explain.

And thinking about it carefully, he might not be Cheonma.

Wasn’t Gangho’s Cheonma killed by Danggumak?

Does learning Cheonma Divine Arts make everyone Cheonma?

‘He could be Cheonma’s disciple.’

In other words, there might still be remnants of the Demonic Cult left in Gangho Murim.

But even so, that’s a matter of the human world.

It’s not something an ascended Immortal needs to worry about.

This incident also happened on Earth.

Therefore, I’ll handle it myself.

If I tell Danggumak, he’ll just worry unnecessarily.

Let’s wrap this up and go back now.

Geum Su-ho called the Gobi Grasslands pioneer unit.

We waited for a long time while they collected the bodies.

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!

Four helicopters flew in from the distance.

Master Seo Gang-jin, the pioneer corps commander-in-chief, rushed over frantically upon hearing news that His Majesty had arrived in Barun.

“L-Loyalty!”

The Emperor half-heartedly acknowledged the greeting.

“Gang-jin.”

“…Yes, Your, Your Majesty!”

“What is this? Making such a disgraceful scene in front of Chairman Kim Tae-ju, first Napan and now Barun.”

“Pl-please kill me. It’s all due to my incompetence.”

“Should I really kill you?”

“…”

“Just killing monsters doesn’t make it the Empire’s land.”

“I don’t know where to put myself.”

“Let’s do better, okay?”

After establishing discipline like that, he looked at Tae-ju.

“What’s your next schedule?”

“I need to go home.”

“…Already?”

“I have tons of things to do because of someone.”

“Ahem.”

The Emperor cleared his throat and appealed to Tae-ju with pleading eyes.

“Stay and hang out with me for a while. We can catch up on old times and have a drink.”

“Hmm.”

“Do you know how boring the Imperial Palace is? If not now, when else can we have fun?”

“Meow?”

A boring Imperial Palace.

Suddenly, I thought of Danggumak and the Immortals in the Immortal Realm.

Those who were living idly in the tedious Immortal Realm, but are now enjoying themselves so much with Earth’s goods and culture that I sent them.

Their faces overlapped with the Emperor’s.

“…Let’s do that.”

“Oh! Thank you.”

“Meow!”

Commander-in-Chief Seo Gang-jin glanced at this scene.

Though he didn’t show it, he couldn’t help but be shocked.

This was the first time he’d seen the Emperor act so humbly.

And Geum Su-ho was accepting it as if it were nothing.

Who would believe this without seeing it directly?

‘This isn’t the time to be complacent just because we’re killing monsters.’

The real power in the Empire isn’t the Empress or the Prince, but Kim Tae-ju.

Currently, the general closest to Chairman Kim is Oh Jin-hyeong of Jirisan.

At this rate, my promotion might get delayed.

‘Isn’t there some way to become friends with Chairman Kim?’

This was the homework given to Seo Gang-jin.

Anyway, Tae-ju spent time with the Emperor and Geum Su-ho.

They hunted monsters together, went camping, grilled meat, had drinks, and it was three days later when he returned to Paju.

But they said they’d follow him to Paju too.

These guys, why won’t they go home?

* * *

The Heavenly Realm.

Dok-seon Danggumak smiled warmly while watching the videos Tae-ju had sent.

Though they were videos from a previous delivery, he kept taking them out to watch whenever he thought of them.

The Swordsman also frequently asked to see them.

It was annoying to death.

Seeing Tae-ju doing well made him feel so good.

Moreover, there was a spiritual creature guarding by his side like a protector.

“Hehe, a Three-Headed White Tiger. No matter how many times I see it, it’s reassuring.”

Though having three heads is a bit creepy.

Now I should finish what I was doing.

Danggumak carefully placed the poisons he had prepared into individual boxes.

The poisons of the Human-faced Spider and Ten-Thousand-Year Centipede are poison cores, a type of inner core, so it’s best to just eat them.

But Poison Horn Fire Python and Crane Crystal Red are different.

They need to be processed.

Only then will they produce proper toxicity.

First, the Poison Horn Fire Python’s horn is cut and dried.

Then using Honweonmusangdokryeongong, it’s ground into fine powder and mixed with the Poison Horn Fire Python’s bile to form pills.

Crane Crystal Red must be dissolved in dew to make it liquid.

Of course, this process also requires Honweonmusangdokryeongong.

Between Tae-ju processing it himself and Danggumak processing it.

Which of the two would be more effective?

Next, he handwrote instructions for consuming the poisons and put them in each box.

Now everything is ready.

It’s finished as soon as the delivery signal appears.

This time he decided not to send Seondo.

He had sent plenty before, so that should be sufficient.

‘It’s about time to leave.’

Right at that moment!

Ding ding ding.

The delivery notification sound.

“Oh!”

Checking the Shared Warehouse.

This time too, Tae-ju had sent items packed full.

He hurriedly took out the items.

The poison boxes went into his spatial bag.

The smartphone just stayed in the warehouse.

“Done.”

These poisons would probably be enough for Honweonmusangdokryeongong 10th level.

The burner smartphone contained information about Earth’s Cheonma that he had heard from Muganjok’s Cheonma.

But Danggumak didn’t like that Tae-ju had to worry about someone like Cheonma.

He himself had spent his entire life fighting Cheonma and the Demonic Cult.

His youth had vanished helplessly because of that.

He hoped Tae-ju wouldn’t do the same.

He should live his own life.

However, leaving Cheonma alone would also be a problem.

Let’s leave it for Tae-ju to decide.

* * *

Taesang Nogoon gently stroked the slender neck of the Immortal Crane, who was shedding tears and crying out his grievances.

“Caw, caw, caaaaw!”

“There, there, how much it must have hurt.”

To him, the Immortal Crane was more than just a mount.

It was like an old friend.

But some damned immortal bastard had completely stripped the crown of the crane’s head bare.

“Do you really not know who it was?”

“Caaaaw…”

“It was just some immortal?”

“Caw.”

“You could find them if you saw them directly?”

“Caaaaw! Caw! Caw!”

“Alright, let’s find them together.”

Taesang Nogoon was furious to the top of his head.

The immortals’ delinquent behavior was endless.

Stealing Seondo, and when that didn’t work out, they flocked to his residence daily asking him to increase Seondo distribution, and finally they had turned his beloved crane into a baldy.

What? Unity struggle? Abolish Seondo monopoly? Taesang Nogoon step down?

Where did they learn such strange things.

He could understand if they worked hard and asked for compensation.

These bastards just laze around playing in the Immortal Realm.

No wonder the phrase ‘immortal’s play’ came about.

But until now he had just watched quietly.

Though he held a position managing the Immortal Realm, he couldn’t treat the immortals carelessly.

Each immortal was an independent being.

Wasn’t Taesang Nogoon himself also an immortal in a way?

He could only pass judgment on them through the magistrate’s scales.

However, he had now reached his limit.

Taesang Nogoon shot up from his seat.

Mounting the Immortal Crane.

“Let’s go. I’ll definitely find that bastard and throw him into Muganjok to resolve your grudge.”

“Caw!”

The Immortal Crane carrying Taesang Nogoon took flight.

They arrived at their destination in an instant.

But.

‘Huh?’

A skyscraper built in the center of the Immortal Realm.

A tall building appeared before Taesang Nogoon’s eyes.

‘No, when did that…’

He remembered coming to this place.

Back then it was a tent.

‘Did they tear down the tent and build this?’

Come to think of it, they were going to build something in the Immortal Realm and said they needed strong Sinjang, so he had sent a few.

As an apology regarding Dok-seon.

He thought it would just be a small pavilion or something, but this big?

What on earth is that place for.

‘Things change completely over time.’

A completely different appearance from back then.

“Let’s go down.”

“Caw!”

The Immortal Crane landed in front of the building.

No immortals were visible.

Were they all inside that building?

Even the exterior was splendid and magnificent.

Taesang Nogoon went inside.

Smooth marble laid on the floor.

And Taebak the Immortal Winemaker welcoming him.

“Oh! If it isn’t Taesang Nogoon.”

“Ju-seon, how are you… And what are those clothes you’re wearing?”

“Bartender exclusive outfit. Great Hero Tae-ju sent it.”

“Bar, bartender? And who is Great Hero Tae-ju?”

“Over there, he’s someone from another world who sends us precious items.”

“Ah!”

Ju-seon secretly signaled to Galhong Immortal with his eyes.

It meant to call Dok-seon.

Two big shots existed in the Immortal Realm.

Seo Wang-mo and Taesang Nogoon.

What they had in common was that they were both rich in Seondo.

A big spender had arrived.

“Since you’re here, let me pour you a drink.”

“…Huh?”

“It’s service, so you can just drink it.”

“Ser, service, what do you mean?”

“It means free.”

Ju-seon poured liquor into a measuring cup and put orange and cranberry juice and ice into a shaker.

And shake it! Shake it!

Rattle, rattle!

Ju-seon’s movements flowed like water, skillful and smooth.

“Vodka is the main base, and instead of the peach liqueur that must go in, I added immortal wine.”

“….”

How could he possibly understand what that meant?

Still, he took the glass that Ju-seon offered with his hand.

Originally, Taesang Nogoon also liked alcohol.

He couldn’t help but be interested.

“This drink is called Sex on the Beach.”

“Se, sex… what?”

“Please try it.”

Taesang Nogoon brought the glass to his lips.

Gulp!

“Hmm.”

It was sweet.

The strong alcohol blended with the immortal wine, and sweet fruit juice filled his mouth.

Truly a fantastic harmony.

“How is it?”

“Delicious. I’ve never tasted such alcohol in my life.”

“Hul hul hul!”

An immortal from the Immortal Realm drinking a cocktail called Sex on the Beach.

Could anyone even imagine it?

“Co, could I have one more?”

“That one was service, but now you’d have to pay,”

“With what… Ah! Seondo! Don’t worry. I’ll give it to you.”

“I don’t do cash transactions….”

“What? You can’t buy with cash, then?”

“You need a credit card.”

Credit card?

What did that mean?

That’s when it happened.

“Put Nogoon’s drink tab on my account.”

Dok-seon arrived.

With a fresh smile and sparkling eyes.

“Just drinking alone is bitter. Hey there, Ju-seon! Mix up a beer and soju for me.”

“Sounds good.”

And he pulled out a steaming hot chicken from the Infinite Space.

“Beer and soju goes with chicken.”

“Chi, chicken?”

Taesang Nogoon forgot the purpose of why he came here.

He just widened his eyes at the stimulating and greasy aroma he was smelling for the first time.

What kind of food could this be?

Danggumak looked at Taesang Nogoon with satisfaction, like a casino owner looking at a sucker, no, a VIP who had just entered for the first time.

“Squawk, squawk, kyaaaa….”

Outside the Multiplex, the Immortal Crane cried pitifully.

“Come, try tearing off a drumstick.”

Right now, Taesang Nogoon couldn’t even hear the Immortal Crane’s cries.

Crunch!

Instead, the sound of biting into chicken was much louder.

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