The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 86

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Chapter 86: He Was Sincere

Exchange between Earth and the Immortal Realm through the Shared Warehouse.

Originally, it was to help Tae-ju, the same soul from another world.

Danggumak’s heart wishing for his well-being.

The main purpose was to receive Earth’s goods, exchange them for Seondo or treasures, and send them to Tae-ju.

Taking Seondo regularly would grant longevity without illness, ward off evil energy, and balance body, mind, and qi.

Through this, he wanted to help Tae-ju quickly awaken his Toxic Spirit and bring peace to him and his world.

But completely unintended results appeared.

The actions meant to help Tae-ju instead brought changes to the Immortal Realm.

The so-called Immortal Realm Multiplex Construction Plan.

Build a structure to watch movies in a more comfortable environment.

Currently, Danggumak possessed 3 large TVs, 2 beam projectors, and 3 crystal electric generators.

If one TV was used for gaming, there could be 4 simultaneous screening rooms.

About 40 Immortals were deployed for the multiplex construction.

Among them were Immortals who had betrayed Danggumak during Taesang Nogoon’s Scale Judgment.

But they promised to cooperate enthusiastically in the construction project and received pardons.

Material supply and processing were handled by Immortals from martial arts backgrounds.

Immortals cutting and transporting enormous ancient trees from the Hwansu Forest.

The brought trees were instantly dried with heat-based martial arts, then trimmed with swords to quickly become usable lumber.

The foundation work was already complete.

The Immortal Realm multiplex theater rising under the command of Huto Immortal and Great Tree Immortal.

Expected height: 7 floors.

They wanted to build with reinforced concrete, but that would take too long.

Also, how would they obtain cement in the Immortal Realm?

Wood would be used as material, but reinforced with spell formations by Gwigok Immortal and Galhong Immortal.

Painting Immortal Seungup was in charge of the building’s design and painting.

The fairies of Palace of Peach Blossoms supplied the dyes.

Taesang Nogoon also sent Heavenly Soldiers as workers as an apology regarding Dok-seon.

The Immortals didn’t rest either.

They had decided not to screen movies and dramas until the building was completed.

Thus, the building rose higher day by day.

Danggumak captured the entire process on video.

Planning to show it to Tae-ju.

The more he thought about it, the more amazing it was.

Independent, perhaps even selfish Immortals cooperating together to achieve the goal of multiplex construction.

They were even finding joy in labor.

The sight of Immortals idly lazing about in the Immortal Realm was nowhere to be found.

‘This is crazy, absolutely crazy.’

It was even frightening.

How the Immortal Realm would change.

Would the scales tip toward harmony rather than chaos this time too?

Meanwhile, the Swordsman occasionally visited Dok-seon to pester him.

“Dok-seon, has the Harley bike arrived yet?”

“…There’s no signal yet. Please wait.”

“Please let me know as soon as it comes.”

“I understand, so let’s get to work.”

He seemed restless.

“Dok-seon, the Harley bike hasn’t…”

“No signal has come…”

Just when you’d forget, he’d come asking again.

“The Harley bike?”

“Not yet.”

Constantly.

“Harley?”

“Not yet.”

Continuously.

“Har?”

“No!”

He never got tired.

“Ha…?”

“Ah…!”

I can’t stand it anymore.

“Listen here! Stop pestering me! Even if he sends it, it won’t be this delivery! At the earliest, it’ll be the next delivery!”

“Hmm, is that so?”

“Is our Tae-ju some kind of creator god? He needs time to prepare too.”

“Then it would be the delivery after next.”

“I can’t guarantee that either.”

Will it really come?

A Harley bike is too big.

The Shared Warehouse’s volume had grown large enough to handle a Harley.

The problem was whether it could fit into Tae-ju’s Infinite Space.

Of course, he himself could do it.

If he put his mind to it, he could fit large trucks or airplanes too.

‘I should tell him not to overdo it for the next delivery.’

But the Swordsman was far more persistent than expected.

The Swordsman hadn’t been seen for the past few days.

So Danggumak was also free from the Swordsman’s pestering and going around to find Seondo and treasures to send to Tae-ju.

Crash crash crash crash!

Thud thud thud!

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Thump! Thump! Thump!

A thunderous roar heard from far away.

The ground of the Immortal Realm was trembling faintly as if an earthquake had occurred.

‘What’s that?’

At first, he didn’t pay attention.

Must be the sound Immortals make while trying to get lumber.

But it continued without stopping.

Moreover, it was getting closer.

To check, he went toward where the sound was coming from.

‘Gasp!’

What entered Danggumak’s eyes were stone slabs flying through the air and falling down.

Dozens of smooth stone slabs were flying in at once and being laid neatly on the ground.

The stone slabs were 1m by 1m in size. The thickness was also considerable.

They were even incredibly hard granite.

They were cut straight and neat.

As if cut with a sword.

‘Could it be?’

I know who’s doing this kind of thing.

“Crazy!”

Whooooosh!

The blowing wind.

The fluttering hem of his robe.

The Swordsman holding a brilliant silver sword.

He had placed a massive boulder beside him, obtained from who knows where, and was cutting the rock as if slicing tofu.

Whooom!

The gentle rising of sword energy.

Scrape! Scrape!

In the blink of an eye, he had created a stone slab.

He stacked them neatly to the side.

Once he had made enough.

Thwack!

He kicked the square stone slabs with his foot, sending them flying in succession.

Whoosh! Whirrrr! Thud thud thud!

They laid themselves densely, seamlessly, and evenly on the ground in order, just like paving stones.

The sight resembled.

‘…A road.’

That’s right.

What the Swordsman was building was a road.

His method of road construction.

Using tremendous immortal energy and internal power to create pressure, compacting the bare earth solid.

Crrrack!

Then cutting or piling up soil to match a consistent height.

This created a flat dirt path.

Then covering it with granite stone slabs.

The width was that of a two-lane road on Earth.

It seemed the work had already progressed quite far.

Even by rough estimate, it appeared to be over 1km long.

‘Just to ride a bike…’

It was the Swordsman’s dedicated bike road.

The road probably started from his dwelling.

And the destination was the site where buildings were currently being constructed.

‘Is this something one person can do alone?’

…Well, he’s not exactly human.

The Swordsman, who had been absorbed in cutting granite, looked at Danggumak with a pleased expression.

“Oh? Isn’t it Dok-seon? Don’t tell me the Harley bike arrived?”

“…Not yet. You didn’t make all this by yourself, did you?”

“Well, I did it alone. I was bored waiting, and there are no immortals to help. I was clumsy at first, but I got the hang of it.”

“How far are you planning to lay this road?”

“Enough to go around the entire Immortal Realm in a circle.”

“…”

Chills ran down his spine.

The Swordsman was serious.

“Why are you so obsessed with a Harley? You’d be faster than any bike.”

“Because it’s cool.”

“What exactly is cool about it?”

“Imagine an immortal in tight black leather clothes, a helmet on his head, a sword slung diagonally across his back, racing on a bike. Wouldn’t that be a truly Swordsman-like appearance?”

“What kind of nonsense are you saying so seriously…”

But the Swordsman’s expression had already turned dreamy.

He was smiling blissfully while imagining the scene he had described.

This was trouble.

What if the Harley bike doesn’t come?

* * *

Gurye City Hall.

Though the Autonomous Committee had been dissolved and transitioned to a lifetime mayor system, not much had changed.

The city hall officials were always in their positions, and the citizens were generally welcoming of Chairman Kim Tae-ju’s mayoral inauguration.

Tae-ju first met with the three standing committee members.

He had expected Guild Leader Lee Jeong-hak to leave after the Autonomous Committee was dissolved.

“I absolutely won’t leave. Gurye is my hometown.”

Still, the Self-Defense Corps had to be disbanded.

Instead.

“Could you take charge of the newly established Gurye Police Department?”

“…Honestly, I was hoping for that, but maintaining public order will be difficult with our current guild member numbers.”

“Recruit more police officers. I’ll provide sufficient budget support.”

“Yes! I’ll work hard.”

So Lee Jeong-hak became the Gurye Police Chief.

The remaining two standing committee members, Secretary Ji Gwang-in and Chairman Min Dong-yeol, were also freed from the poisonous shackles that had been binding them.

Those two also promised to serve in city administration by taking charge of Gurye City Hall departments.

Tae-ju’s authority as Gurye mayor.

Two main powers.

He could make personnel decisions at will, and through policy decisions, he could use the city’s budget wherever he wanted.

Having exercised his personnel authority, what should be this year’s main policy?

Since he had taken office, he planned to pursue an impactful project.

The budget was sufficient.

Gurye City’s finances were so solid they were overflowing.

It had been due to systemic limitations until now.

To do anything with the city’s budget required decisions from the Autonomous Committee and standing committee members, but proper policies hadn’t been established due to mutual checks and concerns about appearances, and budget execution had been minimal.

In fact, even if he had quietly transferred Gurye City’s budget to Tae-ju’s personal pocket, no one would have said anything.

That’s how powerful the lifetime mayor’s authority was.

Of course, he wasn’t planning to embezzle money – he had a plan he’d been thinking about for a while.

“Let’s redevelop Chilheukdong Slum Neighborhood.”

The Chilheukdong Slum Neighborhood was the hotbed of crime in Gurye City.

If that area was resolved, Gurye would become an even better city to live in.

“What about the existing residents? Are you going to drive them all out?”

“That won’t do. Purchase the land, build apartments, and give housing rights to the slum residents.”

Paju’s case went even more smoothly than Gurye’s.

Especially when the Paju New City development plan was announced, the territory residents’ expectations soared to the sky.

The territory was vast, but there was too much idle land.

There were no development obstacles like land acquisition or compensation.

They just had to build.

Except for some residential properties and real estate owned by territory residents, all remaining land belonged to Paju Feudal Lord Kim Tae-ju.

He delegated full authority to Administrator Seo Pil-myeong.

Manager Ryu Jin-cheol was also learning the work alongside him and doing well.

The administration of Gurye and Paju gradually found its footing.

Tae-ju only needed to decide on major issues and set the direction.

Now he had to handle the most important matter.

Late that evening, a large cargo shipment arrived at Paju’s Feudal Lord’s Mansion.

The Harley bike ordered from the New Seoul Bike Store.

It was parked in the underground garage of the Feudal Lord’s Mansion.

A tense moment.

Would it fit through?

He had consumed an entire jar of the finest Seondo and immortal wine for this moment.

To the point where he could physically feel his immortal energy rapidly increasing.

In fact, the volume of his Infinite Space had also visibly expanded.

‘Let me try putting it in.’

Tae-ju reached out and stored the Harley bike.

Swoosh.

The front wheel went in first.

‘…Will it work?’

Swoooosh!

‘Oh!’

It went in completely.

The Harley bike sat obediently inside the Infinite Space area, with the helmet and leather suit also stored in the compartment.

“It worked!”

However, there was one more thing needed to properly ride the Harley in the Immortal Realm.

Gasoline.

Electric bikes existed too, but to hear that distinctive Harley rumble, nothing beat an internal combustion engine bike.

He also prepared about 10 drums of gasoline and arranged them neatly inside the Infinite Space area.

Besides that, he had prepared all the other items to send to the other immortals as well.

Fortunately, they were small in volume so there was no problem storing them.

He also needed to practice beforehand.

So he could immediately put them in once the Shared Warehouse opened.

‘Now, next…’

Time to meet his disciples.

The appointed time had arrived.

Tae-ju mounted his Ten Thousand Li Flying Sword and headed to Gurye.

* * *

In the basement of Tae-ju’s home in Gurye City was a personal training room.

Tae-ju’s disciples had gathered there.

Including Baek Chang-hun and Jang Soon-cheol, plus 6 new disciples selected through interviews, making 8 total.

All their faces bore distinct awakening tattoos.

“Master is running late.”

“That’s right. He’s been so busy lately it’s hard to even see his face.”

“Did he perhaps forget about us?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You know what kind of person Master is.”

“By the way, don’t some of us need to go to Paju?”

“Probably. There are demon beast concentration zones there too.”

Suddenly!

The training room door opened and Tae-ju entered.

“Master!”

“We’ve been waiting.”

“Why are you only coming now?”

.

.

.

Tae-ju smiled warmly.

They were all good kids.

He’d been so busy lately that he couldn’t pay them proper attention, expecting them to have complaints, but they had such bright faces.

“It’s been a while for me too. Have you been well?”

“Yes!”

“Good, let’s start right away.”

Tae-ju connected his tablet to the large TV mounted on the training room wall.

“From today, we’ll be training new skills.”

The disciples gathered in front of the TV with sparkling eyes.

“What kind…?”

“Assassination techniques?”

“No, swordsmanship.”

He left the power on for now.

Tae-ju took out an offline smartphone from his pocket.

“First, let’s offer our thanks.”

“Huh?”

“Just one phrase will do. ‘Swordsman, thank you for teaching us martial arts! We will study hard and meet your expectations!’ Like this, then bow afterward.”

Swordsman?

Who’s that?

Are we talking about an absolute master from martial arts novels?

“Should we bow now?”

“When I give the signal!”

After setting the offline smartphone to video recording mode.

“Now, let’s give our greetings.”

The disciples shouted loudly.

“Swordsman, thank you for teaching us martial arts! We will study hard and meet your expectations!”

They finished with respectful bows.

“First, let’s start by watching. We’ll only practice martial arts here. Until the skills are registered.”

Tae-ju played the video of the Swordsman’s Demon-Subduing Sword Technique.

“Demon-Subduing Sword Technique First Form, Strike Sword to Ward Off Demons, swing the sword to drive away evil spirits.”

The Swordsman’s figure appeared on the TV screen.

“Ah!”

“…That person is the Swordsman?”

“He’s not an Awakened Guard though.”

An immortal was playing with a sword.

It was incredibly beautiful.

The disciples couldn’t take their eyes off the video.

The Swordsman’s movements.

That was something on a completely different level from skills.

Jang Soon-cheol was the first to stand up.

Unconsciously, he picked up a sword and followed the Swordsman’s actions.

Baek Chang-hun also stood up.

The other disciples followed suit in a rush.

Having learned the Five Elements Divine Art, they all knew the locations of the meridian points.

So the disciples guided their mana according to Danggumak’s explanation.

Tae-ju was pleased.

Finally, the connection to the Immortal Realm had reached his disciples too.

Although the movements were explained in great detail, learning even the first form would take a very long time.

But if they continued watching the video once a day and practicing repeatedly, someday the first form of the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique would be registered as a skill.

Suddenly!

Ding! Bzzzzt!

A message notification sound from his smartphone.

‘What? How annoying.’

Looking at the sender, it was Section Chief Moon Gyeong-sik from the Ministry of National Intelligence’s Mage Division.

‘Huh?’

Did he discover a Mage or something?

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