The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 107

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Chapter 107: Mana Rejection Treatment (1)

The great hall of Jamigung Palace in the Heavenly Realm.

People sitting in chairs arranged in a wide circle.

They were Sangje and Tathagata, Yama and the Dragon King, Seo Wang-mo and Taesang Nogoon.

Each of their expressions was peculiar.

Tathagata meditating with half-closed eyes.

Sangje sighing repeatedly as if dumbfounded.

Yama puffing away at tobacco with a long pipe.

The Dragon King glaring at Seo Wang-mo and Taesang Nogoon with disapproving eyes.

A long conversation had already taken place.

But it was a discussion with absolutely no progress.

In fact, rather than a discussion, it was nothing more than a denunciation session pointing out the faults of the Immortal Realm.

Taesang Nogoon spoke with a weary expression.

“Well now, I’ve become a criminal just for wearing different clothes.”

Complaints and grievances burst forth at Nogoon’s grumbling words.

“Are we making a fuss over just clothes? The order of the upper realms is collapsing right now.”

“Since when have immortals been so obsessed with worldly material desires?”

“Tsk tsk, it’s as if the way of pure discourse has disappeared. We cannot just sit by and watch the chaos in the Immortal Realm…”

Taesang Nogoon crossed his legs and raised his hand.

“Ah! Let’s stop this now.”

Then he took out a red paper box from his clutch bag.

“…What’s that supposed to be?”

“Tobacco. You won’t listen to reason and it’s frustrating, so I need to smoke one.”

Yama showed curiosity at the mention of tobacco.

“What kind of tobacco looks like that? And what’s that black picture on the paper box? Isn’t that a human lung?”

“It means your lungs become like this if you keep smoking. Well, it’s still better than a pipe without a filter.”

Taesang Nogoon peeled off the plastic from the cigarette pack and put one in his mouth.

And then a sparkling metal object he had somehow produced.

Pop!

The lid opened with a cheerful sound.

Click!

A flame flared up.

“Is, is that also an item from another world?”

“Dupont lighter… Tsk, stop asking questions. It’s annoying to answer. You curse us out talking about material desires and whatnot.”

“…”

As he raised his hand to light the fire with the Dupont lighter, a wristwatch shyly revealed itself from his sleeve.

Crossing his legs, holding the cigarette in his mouth, lighting it.

This entire process flowed like water.

These were movements he had learned through special training with Dok-seon.

Taking a deep drag.

Fsssss.

The bright red cigarette ember glowed in the great hall of Jamigung.

“Whoo!”

White smoke poured from his mouth.

Taesang Nogoon held the lit cigarette between his fingers and raised his wrist to check the time.

“Time has already gotten this late.”

Everyone was speechless.

They all just stared intently at the performance Taesang Nogoon was putting on with blank expressions.

The males’ hearts swelled with grandeur.

They didn’t know why, but they all felt that way.

Meanwhile, Seo Wang-mo wore a mocking smile as if it was pathetic.

“I don’t need to continue this conversation either. Now I know what you all think of us.”

The Dragon King looked at Seo Wang-mo and snapped with a displeased tone.

“Someone who knows that is saying this? Just how long do you plan to play around with the immortals and destroy the order of the upper realms?”

“Speak correctly. It was already determined to be harmony, not chaos.”

“Ha! The scale that Yama made? So easily with just that trinket?”

Yama bristled.

“Dragon King, watch your words. Calling it just a trinket when it’s a treasure crafted according to the principles of heaven and earth!”

“That’s exactly the problem. Because of your scale, the Immortal Realm has become such a mess…”

“The Dragon King is right about that. How old is that treasure? We need to verify whether it’s malfunctioned or working properly.”

“This, this is outrageous! How dare you speak such nonsense!”

Suddenly!

“Shut up, all of you!”

Seo Wang-mo shouted with furious eyes.

“I don’t care how you all view us. I came here to make an announcement.”

Sangje tilted his head and asked.

“An announcement?”

“From now on, there will be no more Seondo going to the Heavenly Realm, Realm of the Buddhas, Hwangcheon-gye, or Dragon Palace.”

“…What?”

“Are you deaf? I’m saying we won’t supply Seondo anymore. Don’t even dream of Cheondo either.”

What on earth was this about?

All authority over Seondo and Cheondo belonged entirely to Seo Wang-mo.

Also, Dowon was located in the Immortal Realm.

Because that was where peaches grew best.

Moreover, even the Cheondo, a treasure of the upper realms that grew receiving the energy of spiritual and immortal veins.

“The surplus Seondo will go to the immortals. One per day.”

“Good grief, this is absurd.”

Taesang Nogoon also chimed in.

“What exactly is your complaint? Can’t our immortals receive one Seondo per day?”

“Ha ha, are you truly in your right mind? If you recklessly feed immortal energy to the immortals, the order of heaven and earth will…”

“That damn order, order! Don’t even mention it! Are we immortals beings who disturb order?”

“…”

Everyone was silent.

Taesang Nogoon had changed.

He had agreed to supplying Seondo once a month, but now he was saying something different.

Moreover, Seo Wang-mo had also joined forces with him.

The moment when the agreement of the upper realms was breaking.

Seo Wang-mo stood up abruptly.

Taesang Nogoon also uncrossed his legs and rose from his seat.

“Let’s go now.”

“Nogoon, how much time is left?”

“If we leave now, we’ll make it. Dok-seon graciously delayed the sale time a bit. But it’s tight. Let’s hurry.”

Then.

“W-wait!”

Sangje tried to stop them.

“Then the Heavenly Realm will also close the gate leading to the human world. From now on, immortals won’t be able to descend to the human world. That includes you too, Seo Wang-mo.”

“Go ahead.”

“…Are you serious? You really don’t need to go to the human world?”

“The Immortal Realm is more fun. Much more than Gangho’s human world! If you’re curious, you can visit and we won’t stop you.”

Swish swish.

Without looking back, Taesang Nogoon and Seo Wang-mo left Jamigung together.

* * *

Baek Seo-yeon immediately informed Secretary Geum Su-ho about the Vital Spark copy drug incident.

And Geum Su-ho reported it to The Emperor right away.

“These damn bastards!”

The Emperor flew into a rage upon hearing it.

How dare they freely copy the Samhan Empire’s patented medicine?

“What should we do?”

“Contact the American Republic embassy. Tell them to go into the White House and protest!”

“How strong should we be?”

“Strongly! Tell them to start with ordering the copying pharmaceutical company to halt production.”

“What about demanding compensation for damages?”

“Of course. Notify them that if they just let this slide, we’ll retaliate too.”

Unlike 300 years ago, America’s glory had faded.

Different from the past when it dominated the world under the name United States.

The Pacific Ocean had become a den of marine monsters.

The carrier fleets and fighter jets that America once boasted of became impossible to operate.

Nuclear weapons?

What good are they if you have them?

Nuclear weapons are strategic weapons of mutual assured destruction.

The Samhan Empire also possessed ultra-long-range missiles capable of carrying nuclear warheads to the American mainland.

Of course, the American Republic was still a powerful nation.

A vast republic that had swallowed up Mexican and Canadian territories.

The population was also large.

In fact, a nation’s power comes directly from its population.

So the domestic economy was running smoothly too.

But international trade between nations was still taking place.

Through aviation and overland routes.

Moreover, as monster-dense areas were being subjugated, trade was gradually increasing.

For this reason, ignoring copyrights and patents and unauthorized appropriation of other nations’ products was tacitly prohibited.

Copyrights and patents are a nation’s unique property.

Ignoring them inevitably creates conflict.

And if conflicts intensify, war might break out.

Earth nearly collapsed due to mana invasion and monsters, and now humans should wage war among themselves again?

Although there were no international organizations like the UN or WTO, nations had established diplomatic relations.

The American Republic had a Samhan Empire embassy, and the Samhan Empire also had an American Republic embassy.

Samhan and America were allied nations.

They expected the demand to be accepted.

American Republic President Billy Pittman would never ignore the Samhan Empire Emperor’s demands.

But?

“According to our ambassador, that bastard Billy’s reaction is lukewarm.”

“What?”

“No clear answer, and it seems like he’s trying to brush it off vaguely. It looks like he intends to drag out time.”

Look at these bastards?

They’re asking for it now, right?

The Emperor’s expression grew heavy.

“I’ll have to call directly. Connect the hotline.”

* * *

American Republic President Billy Pittman finished the call from the Samhan Empire Emperor and rubbed his eyelids with a tired expression.

He got an earful of curses, so he’ll live long.

Billy Pittman asked his White House secretary.

“Are the investigation results out?”

“Yes, the components of Taehong Bio’s product and Whiteblack’s product match completely. However, whether it’s a mixing issue or ingredient issue, the medicinal effect is inferior.”

“Damn it! No wonder they came at us so hard.”

This had become quite troublesome.

They were allied with the Samhan Empire.

An Asian superpower that was still expanding its territory with excellent monster hunting techniques.

They maintained close relations by exchanging know-how about elite monster hunting and exporting and importing products via aircraft.

In the midst of this, the copy drug incident had erupted.

President Billy Pittman asked about the detailed situation again.

“What’s Whiteblack Fred Miller’s position?”

“They claim they’re innocent. They say it’s a new drug they developed independently after long research.”

“What do you think?”

“It’s nonsense. They won’t even provide research data.”

“This shameless bastard!”

“You need to decide now. Whether to accept the Samhan Empire’s demands or side with Whiteblack.”

President Billy Pittman pondered for a moment before continuing.

“How much political funding does that bastard Fred spread around?”

“Officially or unofficially?”

“Combined.”

“Thirty million dollars this year alone.”

That was quite a large sum.

Too much to ignore.

“What about the economic value of Vital Juice?”

“Even excluding profits and job creation, the drug has changed citizens’ quality of life. I make sure to take 2 bottles a day myself.”

If the copy drug was that good, what about the real thing?

Billy Pittman’s deliberation wasn’t long.

“Keep dragging out time. If we order an immediate sales halt, there’ll be chaos.”

The citizens would rebel.

They’d already become accustomed to the drug’s effects.

He could see his approval ratings plummeting.

Just like the old United States, the American Republic’s national policy foundation was also thoroughly national interest first – if it benefited national interests, they could turn a blind eye to minor illegalities.

And currently, Billy Pittman’s biggest concern was something else entirely.

Not on a national level, but purely on a personal level.

As soon as the meeting ended, Billy Pittman called his wife.

“Honey, are you at the hospital now?”

– Yes. I’m here with Rachel.

“Did you meet with the doctor?”

– …We just finished talking and came to the hospital room.

His wife’s voice was gloomy.

“H-how long did they say she has left?”

– At most 3 months, they said…

“Sigh, I understand. I’ll make time to stop by later too.”

Rachel Pittman.

President Billy Pittman’s beloved daughter and his one and only treasure in the world.

But they could only be together for a mere 3 months.

Because she was cursed with mana rejection syndrome.

If it were a disease, he’d try to cure it, but this was a heavenly punishment and fate one was born with.

If only his daughter could become healthy, he could even sell his soul to the devil.

There was no choice.

For the next 3 months, he’ll have no choice but to be faithful to his role as a father rather than as president.

* * *

Before entering the laboratory, Tae-ju stopped by the department store first.

Once again, shopping through the entire department store.

The department store had also stocked up with goods.

“Delivery to the warehouse as usual.”

“Thank you as always!”

If a signal comes during the experiment, he needs to send it right away.

The Shared Warehouse has expanded too.

Tae-ju entered his Private Laboratory.

Though it’s a space used by him alone, it’s an incredibly large area.

In the center sat a Large Water Tank filled with purified water.

Mana rejecters, estimated to be around 5% of the total population.

Nearly 200 million out of 4 billion people.

They were scattered all over the world.

Among them, some had already passed their twenties with symptoms so severe they could only live bedridden, while others who hadn’t yet reached their twenties could still manage daily activities.

Of course, there must be people dying right now too.

He knows because he was also a mana rejecter.

How terrible the pain one must endure is.

He needs to hurry as much as possible.

First step.

Tae-ju imagined when he was a mana rejecter.

He memorized what symptoms appeared.

‘Extract the mutant three-striped mosquito poison from the Poison Registry.’

However, mosquito poison alone isn’t enough.

While it can eliminate mana flowing through blood vessels, it can’t remove mana that has already permeated into cells.

So something that penetrates human cells and poisons them…

‘Mix in the decomposition poison of the ten-thousand-year centipede too.’

Mosquito poison and ten-thousand-year centipede poison will be the basic base.

Plus the essence of countless poisons he’s consumed so far.

Having reached the Grand Master of Honweonmusangdokryeongong, his understanding of poison has dramatically increased.

There’s one more thing.

Immortal energy .

The harmonious energy that allows all things to coexist.

Thus, the fusion of poisons becomes even more cohesive.

When things of different natures combine, they’re born as something with completely new properties.

The two faces of poison.

The other face of poison is medicine .

It can both kill and save others.

As a result, Tae-ju’s Toxic Spirit also possesses dual nature.

Toxic Spirit could just as well be called Medicine Spirit .

‘One drop for now.’

At Tae-ju’s fingertip, a single drop of deep blue poison essence was condensing like dew.

Drip!

The poison essence falls into the purified water tank.

He places his hand on the tank.

Wooooong!

After vibrating it to mix thoroughly.

He scooped some with a spoon and tasted it.

‘…Too strong.’

The poison combination is also half-hearted.

This isn’t the result he had in mind.

He places his hand on the tank again, recovering the poison energy.

Let’s reduce the toxicity.

Just enough to make human experimentation possible.

And redo the combination as well.

It will take time, but he will definitely create it.

He will give hope as a gift to all those suffering from mana rejection syndrome.

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