The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 65

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Chapter 65: Came to Catch but Got Caught Instead

Takdap Sinjang descended to the Immortal Realm with a furious expression.

The opportunity had come.

Those damn immortals, he had been planning to teach them a proper lesson someday.

Swordsman?

Of course he was strong.

But was a general of the Heavenly Immortal Realm someone to be taken lightly?

Taktop also carried treasures with him.

Not just one, but three of them.

The first was the ‘Eight Trigrams Compass’ bestowed by Sangje.

When you think of the name and face of the target you seek, the compass needle moves.

So no matter where a criminal hides, you can find them quickly.

The second was the ‘Heavenly Army Summoning Grass Flute’.

When this flute is blown, the ten thousand troops gathered in the Heavenly Immortal Realm are summoned instantly.

Once he found the Swordsman, he planned to blow the grass flute immediately.

No matter how strong the Swordsman was, and even with his allied immortals, ten thousand guardian troops would be enough to subdue them.

Taktop continued following the direction the needle pointed and finally discovered a strange tent set up in a wide open field of the Immortal Realm.

The area where the tent was located was particularly darker than other places.

Also, a barrier was installed to block external access.

“Hmph! So you were hiding here.”

Taktop drew the ‘Evil-Breaking Club’ made from heavenly peach tree branches from his waist.

His third treasure.

A club made from branches cut while managing the heavenly peach trees. A weapon issued to guardians with the function of repelling evil energy and destroying barriers.

Whoosh!

Boom!

Taktop broke the barrier with the evil-breaking club, then threw open the tent.

“Swordsman! Where are you? Come with me. If you’ve committed a crime, you must face punishment… Hm?”

The Swordsman wasn’t the only one inside the tent.

It seemed like all the immortals of the Immortal Realm had gathered here.

“Another one came, another one’s here.”

“This time it’s Taktop. If we’re lucky, even Sangje might come?”

“Guigok! Isn’t the barrier breaking too easily?”

“Ugh, can’t help it with the evil-breaking club.”

“Right at the crucial scene…”

Criticism poured out.

But Takdap Sinjang didn’t respond at all.

His eyes were fixed only on the image visible in front of him.

‘What on earth is that…’

A scene reflected on a square white cloth.

It was clearly an illusion, but humans acting naturally as if alive, the conversations they shared.

It seemed like a world where people lived.

He had never seen or heard of such a place.

He couldn’t even explain how to describe it.

However, Taktop soon became increasingly absorbed in the world within that illusion.

Strangely, he could understand the stories they were sharing perfectly.

‘What are they holding against their ears to talk? Haha, a telephone.’

Rectangular objects that all the appearing people carried.

The cities where they breathed and lived, houses, and living rooms and bedrooms.

Everything was luxurious and prosperous.

‘…What? Diet? Not eating food to lose weight?’

The word ‘wonderland’ fit perfectly.

He had traveled between the human world for over thousands of years, but this was his first time seeing such human affairs.

Eventually, Taktop forgot the purpose of coming here and focused only on the video.

‘My goodness! Paternity testing, that wicked woman! Having an affair? Tsk tsk, if you’re not raising a cuckoo’s child, divorce is natural.’

He knew his subordinates were inside there too, but Taktop didn’t care at all.

The immortals threw comments as if they expected this.

“Completely lost his mind.”

“I find Taktop’s facial expressions more interesting than the drama.”

“Let’s understand him. Who wouldn’t act like that?”

“Still, we can’t show it for free.”

“Hey, Swordsman! What are you going to do?”

The Swordsman and the Seon-do Bandit Group spoke in indifferent voices.

“What else! We’ll pay for one month’s fee instead like the other guardians.”

Then he tilted his gourd and poured out Seon-do Peaches.

“Dokseon, take this. Taktop’s fee, 25 Seon-do Peaches.”

“…”

Danggumak let out a deep sigh.

‘Isn’t this stolen goods?’

The massive amount of Seon-do Peaches released to the market after Dowon was robbed.

He had suddenly become a fence for stolen goods.

If an investigation came later, he might take the blame.

‘…Not later, the investigation already came.’

It’s just that the guardians who came to investigate forgot their duty and were absorbed only in the drama, grinning foolishly among the immortals.

‘Ah, whatever.’

Let it be what it will be.

It’s not like ‘stolen goods’ was written on the Seon-do Peaches.

Anyway, once put in the Infinite Space, no one could take them away.

“Understood. I’ve received payment for Takdap Sinjang’s fee.”

“And if you have popcorn, just one bag.”

“…It’s all sold out.”

“Aw, it was salty and delicious… Any thoughts of selling that wristwatch?”

“Don’t even dream of it.”

“Huh, what a person! When will more goods come in?”

“There’s no set date.”

“Tell me first when they come in. I’ll buy them all.”

The Swordsman’s flex drew envy from other immortals.

“Rich guy, so rich.”

“Just how many Seon-do Peaches did you steal?”

“A Swordsman who lives only for today.”

“Should we rob Dowon too? There’s still a lot left.”

“Let’s finish watching this first.”

The Swordsman smiled with satisfaction and spoke to Taktop, who was still staring blankly at the video.

“Taktop!”

“Huh? Oh, Swordsman. Actually…”

“Sit comfortably in a chair and watch. I paid the fee for you.”

“Fee?”

“If you can’t pay that, you’ll be kicked out.”

“…Huh,”

“But since I paid for you, you can stay here for a month.”

“Th, thank you.”

Taktop’s expression brightened as he shuffled over to lean against the back of a wooden theater chair and comfortably watched the drama.

Taktop had already completely forgotten the purpose of coming here.

Or perhaps he knew but was pretending not to.

Why would the Swordsman and his gang pay the Guardians’ fees for them?

It was obvious.

The drowning man strategy.

They were making accomplices.

Even Danggumak, who was called the Absolute Poison Demon before his ascension and was synonymous with cunning, had to stick out his tongue in amazement.

‘How vicious, how vicious.’

Was that guy really a Swordsman?

Robbing Dowon just to watch a few dramas?

But the Swordsman had an expression that said what’s the big deal when Dowon was full of seondo anyway. He casually said there was no problem at all since he hadn’t even touched the heavenly dao.

‘Well, he’ll figure it out himself.’

Anyway, the Immortals’ content consumption was tremendous.

Well, these were guys who had been sitting in the theater for days, watching almost 15 to 20 episodes per day.

The Hero Chronicles trilogy had already ended some time ago.

Eventually, they had to move on to other dramas.

After much deliberation, Danggumak decided to play a daily morning drama.

First, it was a story of the Earth world that they had never encountered before. And with over 150 episodes, it could relatively drag out the time longer.

Danggumak felt grateful to Tae-ju anew for somehow downloading all these episodes.

But there was one obstacle.

The problem of language communication.

While he could understand the language of the Three Han Empire, the other Immortals could not.

That obstacle was surprisingly easily resolved.

Scholar Immortal Galhong Seonin laid down a Thousand-Li Divine Sight spell formation on the theater floor.

It didn’t directly translate the language.

As Danggumak watched the drama with the Immortals, the content he understood was transmitted to each Immortal like telepathic thousand-li communication.

In other words, when Danggumak thought about the drama’s background and dialogue in his head, the Immortals would realize it in that way.

It even had a learning function, so over time they could completely acquire the language even without the spell formation and Danggumak.

However, it was a spell formation that required seondo worth 500 portions of spiritual energy.

Danggumak boldly decided to invest.

He promised to slowly pay back the insufficient seondo with interest.

When the language barrier collapsed, the range of content they could show would become much wider.

So from the day before yesterday, they laid down the spell formation and played the daily morning drama.

Initially, the Immortals’ reaction focused not on the story but on the background.

“The universe is vast and wide. How can such a world exist?”

“The place where we live was merely dust.”

“Truly a wondrous world. This mere Immortal Realm is nothing.”

“I have gained enlightenment.”

“Tsk tsk, at this rate they’ll ascend again.”

The smartphones, cars, tall buildings, various household items and electronic devices, and unimaginable artifacts that naturally appeared in the drama also caught the Immortals’ interest.

“Is it a treasure?”

“Of course it’s a treasure.”

“What else could an object that can transmit one’s voice to someone tens of thousands of li away be if not a treasure?”

“I’d like to have a car too.”

“There are no roads in the Immortal Realm though?”

“We can build them.”

Then gradually they became absorbed in the makjang storyline.

“Wait, so those two men and women weren’t actually siblings?”

“Just who is that woman’s father supposed to be?”

“…Chairman? Why can’t that old man recognize his daughter even when she’s right in front of him?”

“That, that, that damn woman! How dare she plot murder to cover up her shame? Fine! I’ll kill her first.”

“Good grief! I told you not to stand up, you’re blocking the whole screen.”

It was fortunate.

He thought they might feel resistance because it was somewhat unfamiliar.

If they could accept this kind of thing, other content would be easy.

As soon as they screened the makjang drama like that.

Taktop and other Guardians came to this place.

Eventually they all settled down in the theater, half out of their minds and absorbed in the video without even noticing drool falling from their mouths.

‘Surely no one else is coming, right?’

They would probably come.

Would they just sit still when the Guardians sent to catch the Swordsman had no news at all?

And that prediction was unfailingly correct.

“…Wh, what is this?”

It was Heavenly Immortal Jongni Seonin.

This time was no different.

Heavenly Immortal Jongni Seonin seemed to have completely forgotten the reason he came here.

And Swordsman Dongbin Seonin was watching that sight with a sinister smile.

‘It’s over.’

Jongni Seonin had also come to catch the Swordsman but was caught instead.

* * *

Tae-ju came to the hotel after a long time.

Yesterday he had caught the Mage at Hapbin Prison, and the factory was running smoothly too.

Taehong Saengibulkkun and Saesalssukssuk were being produced with satisfactory quality.

Even the Food and Drug Administration had contacted them.

They said they would proceed with human trials for Saengibulkkun.

He instructed them to send 1,000 bottles when they asked for 500 sample bottles.

It was faster than expected.

It seemed to be because Saengibulkkun was a health drink.

Actually, Saesalssukssuk was still undergoing animal testing.

‘Now let’s gradually go to Gurye.’

He wanted to go quickly.

He wanted to meet Baek Hong-pyo and drink a cup of immortal wine together.

He missed the orphanage children too.

He wanted to check how diligently Changghun and Soon-cheol had worked and trained.

But before that, he had to completely finish up and go.

Baek Seo-yeon was preparing a proposal and contract to send to Baekdu Group.

He was thinking of meeting Chairman Jeong Uk-cheol tomorrow or the day after to have a conversation.

‘Should I wash up a bit?’

Tae-ju took a simple shower and then ordered room service.

And after finishing his meal and resting for a moment.

Ding dong.

The hotel room bell rang.

Who could it be?

Probably Baek Seo-yeon or the awakened officer attendants.

However.

‘Huh?’

An old man appeared on the hotel videophone screen.

White suit, white fedora, snow-white hair and silver beard, white facial awakening pattern.

What was this, a white fetishist?

Just looking at him, he doesn’t seem ordinary.

“Who are you?”

– Are you Kim Tae-ju, Chairman of Taehong Bio?

“That’s correct.”

– I’m Geum Su-ho, Palace Secretary from the Imperial Household.

“…Ah!”

Tae-ju had heard the name before.

The Emperor’s closest confidant and the Awakened said to be second strongest after the Emperor.

What brings him here?

In any case, he had to open the door.

Unlike someone else, he had properly pressed the doorbell and appeared.

Click.

Ding-a-ling!

Tae-ju pressed the door release button on the video phone.

Geum Su-ho slowly entered inside.

At first, he came in with a smile.

But as soon as he saw Tae-ju, his expression turned serious and he stopped abruptly.

‘Why is he acting like that? Did I do something wrong?’

Tae-ju also looked at Geum Su-ho.

A thought that instantly came to mind.

‘…He’s strong.’

He’s definitely someone extraordinary.

Honestly, he had somewhat looked down on system Awakened until now.

Starting with Lee Jeong-hak, then Oh Jin-hyeong and the division commanders, and even the Master that Lee Du-chang and Lee Gi-eon brought.

They were weak to a degree unworthy of the Master rank.

But Palace Secretary Geum Su-ho is different.

He’s the real deal.

He had the qualifications to be called a Master.

To the extent that he couldn’t guarantee victory in a one-on-one fight.

Even though Honweonmusangdokryeongong had reached 8-star level.

Meanwhile, Geum Su-ho gulped down his dry saliva.

The reason he hardened his expression and stopped after entering the room.

Until now, he had only heard about him through words.

Today was the first time seeing him in person.

He knew that he wasn’t an absolute enemy, but this was instinctual fear.

It felt like he shouldn’t approach any closer.

Even this current distance wasn’t reassuring.

He needed to back away further.

On the other hand, Tae-ju tilted his head.

Why is he being so wary of him?

He hadn’t done anything.

So he raised both hands toward Palace Secretary Geum Su-ho with friendly intent.

“Excuse me….”

Right at that moment!

Swoosh!

Pa-pa-pat!

With lightning-fast movements, Geum Su-ho had already retreated to the hotel entrance.

Flinch!

Tae-ju was startled as well.

Due to Geum Su-ho’s sudden movement, he almost drew a throwing knife from Infinite Space.

What was this supposed to accomplish?

“…I didn’t do anything though?”

“I know. But my body moved on its own.”

Geum Su-ho’s face also turned slightly red as if embarrassed.

“…Please come in and sit down for now.”

“No. This distance is just right. I’ll talk from here.”

Geum Su-ho took out a piece of paper from his chest.

“The reason I came is an imperial decree, no, His Majesty’s personal letter, so don’t feel burdened and just listen from there.”

A letter sent by the Emperor?

“…Um, should I kneel or something?”

“Absolutely not! This is an unofficial document, so you only need to show proper etiquette when you meet His Majesty directly, whenever that may be.”

What could the contents be?

Geum Su-ho slowly read through the Emperor’s letter.

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