The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 90
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Chapter 90: What?
Tae-ju put the dead Handler’s corpse into the Infinite Space and climbed up from the sewer.
“Grrrrrrrr…”
Crash crash bang! Bang bang!
The sound of Baekho still rampaging.
‘He’s doing well.’
I fed him expensive Seondo, so he should at least do this much.
Honestly, I could work him even harder.
Tae-ju went up to the Sky Lounge of the building where he first encountered the Handler.
Two men still collapsed and unconscious. He grabbed one of their pulse points and injected poison energy.
He couldn’t check earlier, but he needed to confirm if these guys also had parasites in their bodies.
Whooom!
The poison energy flowed in.
He found it without difficulty.
‘A Mogo.’
A Mogo that controls Jago.
It was larger than the Jago he initially failed to eliminate.
They probably used this Mogo to control the Mages.
‘Let’s melt it.’
This time he controlled his strength, making it weaker.
Whooooom!
Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle…
The parasite melted away in an instant.
‘Controlling my strength was the answer.’
A disgusting bug that controls people’s minds.
And it’s also a poison.
But he had absolutely no intention of adding something like this to his poison repertoire.
‘One more.’
Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle…
The Mogo completely disappeared.
Then?
The Mages who possessed Jago would also die.
Their heads would explode.
This meant it was now over.
Tae-ju took out the Handler’s corpse and placed it neatly next to the two men who were still unconscious.
‘I should call Section Chief Moon Gyeong-sik.’
While he was confident in finding and killing Mages, the National Intelligence Service was much better at investigations.
Let’s leave it to them.
Moon Gyeong-sik and National Intelligence Service agents rushed to the building’s Sky Lounge after receiving Tae-ju’s contact.
“Chairman!”
“You’re here? Take these guys with you too.”
“…Hm?”
Moon Gyeong-sik seemed to recognize them.
“Black Forest Gwak Gu-yang and Blood Demon Clan’s Ho Cheong-ban. They’re the leaders of Chinatown’s villain organizations. But this guy is…?”
“A Mage.”
“What? That, that can’t be.”
He was clearly dead.
But not in demon beast form.
He couldn’t help but find it strange.
“Let’s move him to National Intelligence Service headquarters first. I’ll explain separately later.”
“Ah, understood.”
Tae-ju went downstairs.
A quiet street.
In Chinatown, where all the merchants and tourists had evacuated, there were only Awakened combat units.
Suddenly!
“Meooow!”
Ilbaek appeared and approached Tae-ju, rubbing against his leg.
“Is it over?”
“Meow,”
“Good work. You earned your keep.”
“Meow!”
Gulp.
Moon Gyeong-sik glanced at Ilbaek with an uncomfortable expression.
Now it was certain.
Baekho’s true identity.
Tae-ju smiled and reassured Moon Gyeong-sik.
“Please look at him kindly. He’s a good cat.”
“Hmm, I, I suppose so?”
It didn’t feel real at all.
That terrifying white tiger that tore off Mages’ heads was this cute cat.
But seeing that there were no human casualties except for the Mages, he was indeed good.
“How many Mages have been discovered so far?”
“We’ve secured 15 corpses.”
“Search every nook and cranny for more. There will probably be a few more.”
“More?”
“Ones with exploded brains like Sergei and Daigo.”
“Ah!”
And he called Jeong Yeon-hee.
“Yeon-hee, you remember we agreed to meet once, right?”
“…Ahem, I remember.”
“Then tomorrow in Gurye, would that be okay?”
“Yes, I’ll take a day off.”
After making plans with Jeong Yeon-hee, Tae-ju picked up his smartphone.
The facts he learned today needed to be shared immediately.
* * *
Tae-ju entered the Imperial Palace.
Since it wasn’t an official palace entry, he used the back door that Imperial Palace employees used.
Geum Su-ho came out to greet him.
But his expression wasn’t very good.
He even glared at Tae-ju openly and cleared his throat.
“Ahem! Hmm hmm!”
Why is this person acting like this?
I caught so many Mages for him.
Then Ilbaek poked his head out from inside his jacket.
“Kyaak!”
He threatened Geum Su-ho with a hissing sound.
“What are you?”
“Kyak!”
Crackle!
Ilbaek and Geum Su-ho glared at each other.
“Ugh!”
In the end, it was Geum Su-ho who looked away first.
“If you have complaints, please tell me directly.”
“Hmph!”
“I need to know what’s wrong…”
“Pil-myeong submitted his resignation.”
“Oh!”
That’s great.
Is he now planning to settle completely in Paju?
“The original agreement was a 5-year dispatch assignment. But he can’t even wait that long and you’re taking him right away?”
“He seems like a capable person.”
“Of course he is! Because of you, my retirement plans are completely ruined.”
Retirement plans, he says.
“His Majesty has regained his health, and the Imperial Family’s discipline is gradually being established, so I wanted to return to the countryside and live comfortably.”
“…Is that so?”
“He won’t let people go. Does he think he’s King Sejong or something?”
“…”
Geum Su-ho seems to think of himself as Prime Minister Hwang Hui.
“I negotiated with His Majesty and agreed to endure just 5 more years. I was planning to hand over everything immediately when Pil-myeong returned to the Imperial Palace.”
I understand what he means.
Secretary Seo Pil-myeong was Geum Su-ho’s successor.
“Wait, is the Imperial Palace really that short on people? You could hand it over to someone else and retire.”
“Where are people like Pil-myeong common? He was more precious than a Master. You don’t know how much effort I put into raising him.”
“…If you had treated him well from the beginning.”
“I did treat him well. Where else would you find a civil servant his age earning that kind of salary?”
Unfortunately, it can’t be helped.
And would the Emperor readily let Geum Su-ho go?
Perhaps retirement would only be possible when the Emperor dies.
Tae-ju himself is also in a hurry.
He’s been put in charge of both the lifetime mayorship of Gurye and the Paju Domain.
He needs people to manage them.
Honestly, it’s insufficient.
The more, the better.
“Sigh, if I had just endured 5 more years, I would have escaped the Imperial Palace, but where can I find more guys like Pil-myeong?”
Deliberately ignoring the grumbling Geum Su-ho, he met with the Emperor at the Imperial Palace Annex.
The Emperor’s face lit up as soon as he saw Tae-ju.
“Welcome! You’ve worked hard.”
Of course I worked hard.
Though Ilisambaeyi did everything.
“…Did you come with that guy? That cat, I mean.”
“Yes. I came with him.”
Tae-ju set Ibaek-i down from his arms.
“Meow.”
Ibaek-i wandered around the room leisurely.
“Haha, I can definitely tell he’s no ordinary creature… That must be the Elite Three-Headed White Tiger from Jirisan, right?”
“That’s correct.”
“As expected, he’s a Yeongsu, not a demon beast. Huh…? This guy, his face changed.”
“Nya?”
He just became Sambaek-i.
“Since he’s a Three-Headed White Tiger. The faces appear in sequence.”
The Emperor looked at Sambaek-i’s face with curiosity for a moment, then asked.
“By any chance, did you and Baekho also defeat that Beyond Elite Black Demon Dragon?”
It seems like he already knows everything and is just asking.
There’s no need to hide it anyway.
“It’s true that I did it, but… well, I can’t really say it was entirely my own ability. I had help from items, and I was lucky.”
Without the talisman and the Manri Flying Sword, it would have been impossible to even dream of.
The Black Demon Dragon’s weakness of being slow also played a part.
“Luck is also skill. Items are the same.”
Geum Su-ho nodded as if agreeing.
Now it was time to talk about what happened in Chinatown.
Tae-ju explained to the Emperor about the information he obtained from the guy called Handler.
As the explanation progressed, both men’s expressions changed moment by moment.
“It’s bad enough that we were attacked, but that bastard wasn’t even the leader but someone underneath?”
The Emperor pounded his chest in anger.
“That’s what makes me angriest! That Vice Head Master bastard is still alive! Without that peach, I’d be dead by now. My pride is so hurt I’m going crazy.”
Tae-ju understands too.
How much has he suffered all this time?
“We can’t let him live. He’s definitely an early awakening Mage. He must be at least 200 years old. How many people have been sacrificed to that bastard? I’ll find him myself and kill him.”
He’s regained his health, and moreover, they say the Vice Head Master isn’t in perfect condition either.
The Emperor is the supreme commander of the Imperial Forces.
He could mobilize a Gobi Grasslands pioneer unit to find their base and sweep them away with overwhelming firepower.
Then he looked at Tae-ju.
“You rest well for a while, I’ll handle this matter myself.”
He’s saying he’ll finish it alone, but.
“But will you be able to find them? The Gobi Grasslands are so vast.”
The Gobi Grasslands, six times the size of the Korean Peninsula.
That place is also Samhan territory, but only a portion of it.
There are so many demon beasts that less than one-tenth has been pioneered.
“…Hmm.”
“Besides, if we start searching, will they just sit still waiting to be caught? They’ll obviously run away.”
If we stir things up carelessly, we might lose them.
“We should just end it with only eliminating the Chinatown Mages. We mustn’t give them any hint that we know their true identity.”
There’s still too much we don’t know.
The Vice Head Master is the same.
That guy is injured and recovering, but the Emperor nearly died.
Simply thinking about it, the Vice Head Master is stronger than the Emperor.
But what level of ability does the Head Master, who has that Vice Head Master as a subordinate, possess?
We only know of the Head Master’s existence, but we don’t know their appearance, age, abilities, or even gender.
“We need to start with information gathering, quietly and secretly.”
If the military gets involved, it’ll be a complete mess.
Then the Emperor nodded as if understanding.
“Hmm, I understand. Let’s do that.”
He was also planning to get involved.
This is a good opportunity.
To find new poisons and reach the 10th level of Honweonmusangdokryeongong.
The Gobi Grasslands have a completely different environment from Gurye.
How many types of toxic substances might be there?
Let’s take a trip there like an outing.
And search for Mages while we’re at it.
* * *
Immortal Realm.
The building construction was almost finished.
It was time to start doing business.
For that, there were conditions that needed to be met first.
The currency of the Immortal Realm was Seondo.
But since the chunks were large, there were problems with transactions.
You couldn’t receive an entire Seondo for a single chocolate, could you?
And you couldn’t break it up to receive it either.
So what he came up with was…
“C-credit cards?”
“Oh! That’s right. Good idea. No need to carry around those big Seondo either.”
Demon Valley Immortal and Galhong Immortal’s eyes sparkled brightly at Danggumak’s suggestion.
Both were smart and had considerable expertise in magical formations.
When he threw out the idea, they excitedly discussed it among themselves.
“We could issue metal plates with magical formations engraved on them as credit card substitutes.”
“Right. Give Seondo to Dok-seon and he puts that much value into coins for you.”
Payment readers could also be replaced with magical formations. Coins would decrease by the amount of goods purchased.
“Then how much should we set for one Seondo?”
Danggumak thought for a moment and said.
“Let’s make it 100 coins per Seondo. This small candy would be 1 coin, so you could buy 100 candies with one Seondo.”
“…Isn’t that too cheap?”
“It’s fine. I’ll consider it my loss.”
“As expected of Dok-seon!”
100 candies for one Seondo.
He was selling much cheaper than before.
He had to be generous with his kindness.
“Then what about wristwatches?”
“Hmm, 200 Seondo?”
“20,000 coins. Hehe, good, very good!”
Making it cheap would create demand.
The Immortal Realm’s economy would also run smoothly.
He had to earn Seondo and treasures to send to Tae-ju.
When Danggumak’s plan became known, the Immortals’ reactions were mixed.
While some Immortals were happy they could buy things freely, others were distressed by their lack of Seondo.
“We can’t live like this anymore!”
“Right! Let’s overthrow this.”
“Do they think Immortals are fools?”
“This is clearly abuse of power.”
“Let’s go protest immediately.”
Rumble rumble.
The place the Immortals flocked to was Taesang Nogoon’s residence.
“What do you mean one Seondo per month! Wake up!”
“Our Immortal Union will fight to the end for a 300 Seondo monthly increase.”
“Fight! General strike!”
He didn’t know what kind of strike these Immortals who just played around all day would go on, but they flocked there daily to torment Taesang Nogoon.
In the midst of this, Swordsman came again to ask Danggumak a question.
“Har?”
He was truly persistent.
At this rate, it would be a disaster if the bike didn’t come.
“No…”
That’s when it happened.
Zzzirrrrr!
A delivery signal suddenly rang in his head.
‘Already?’
The delivery interval was faster than expected.
Was this the result of Swordsman’s obsession?
Danggumak was also nervous.
Had Tae-ju shown mercy?
And would there be a Harley bike inside?
He slowly checked the Shared Warehouse.
‘Oh!’
It finally came.
A two-wheeled vehicle boasting a gleaming exterior.
Danggumak quickly moved the items.
He also took out the items from subspace.
But the items he was sending were pitifully meager.
Just about 50 Seondo.
Because he hadn’t been able to do business, he had nothing saved up.
Same with treasures.
Except for a few Immortals, most cherished their treasures like children. So it would take time to gradually extract treasures from them.
‘Sorry, Tae-ju.’
He was dying of embarrassment.
To think he could only give 50 Seondo in exchange for these precious Earth items.
“Har?”
When Danggumak fell silent, Swordsman asked again.
“Har?”
“Came.”
“Haarl… What? S-say that again.”
Swordsman’s eyes widened.
He definitely heard it.
It was ‘came’, not ‘no’.
“That’s right. The delivery came.”
Danggumak took out the Harley bike from Infinite Space.
“Eoook!”
The sound that burst from Swordsman’s mouth.
It was closer to a scream than a cheer.
The Harley he had so longed for.
It was right before his eyes now.
“Hehehe.”
Swordsman’s eyes grew misty.
It was such a beautiful Harley.
Did anything similar exist throughout the Human Realm, Immortal Realm, or Heavenly Realm?
With trembling hands, he caressed the bike’s body for a long while.
“H-how many peaches would it take?”
“Just take it. Consider it a gift for the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique.”
“…Please tell Hero Tae-ju I’m grateful. I will definitely repay this kindness.”
Onlookers flocked from all directions.
“Hehe, well now, to actually see that thing.”
“How envious.”
“I’d be happy even with an electric scooter.”
“That’s right. Since there are roads too.”
“Don’t they dig those up?”
Among the spectators was also a Taktop guardian.
Together with someone in unfamiliar attire.
“Dok-seon, it’s been a while. I was curious about when you’d start showing movies.”
“We’ll do it soon… But who is this person?”
“Ah! My friend from the underworld, please greet each other.”
Now someone had come from the underworld too.
“Haha! I’ve heard much about you. I’m called Gangrim Chasa.”
“Please call me Dok-seon.”
This worked out perfectly.
“Gangrim Chasa, I have something to ask.”
“Anything, if it’s something I can answer, I’ll tell you.”
“That… do you know of a bastard called Cheonma who was running rampant in the human world?”
“How could I not! He was someone our underworld had been targeting too. I also know that you sent him to the underworld.”
“That bastard, where is he now…?”
“Naturally in Muganjok. As soon as his soul crossed over, the Great King threw him in there.”
Serves him right.
Danggumak felt deeply satisfied.
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