The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 92

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Chapter 92: Business Trip Preparations

Baek Seo-yeon came with a contract she had prepared in advance.

Before signing the contract, Tae-ju explained the major points that Jeong Yeon-hee needed to know beforehand.

“First, you’ll need to leave the Ministry of National Intelligence. It might be difficult, but I’ll help you…”

“I’ll submit my resignation letter immediately.”

She had been transferred from the military to the Ministry of National Intelligence.

It would be difficult to leave so soon after joining, but if he requested it, there shouldn’t be any major problems.

“Please endure the hardship for just 3 years. Just until the Taehong Bio Paju Branch gets established…”

“I’ll do it, even if it’s 10 years instead of 3.”

Up to 10 years? 3 years would be plenty.

“Occasionally, please also lend your strength to the DMZ Monster Concentration Zone subjugation…”

“I’ll participate without fail.”

It would help her growth too, and if the subjugation succeeds, the territory would expand as well.

“My disciples’ progress in the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique is slow. If you could teach them a bit of the insights you’ve gained from the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique…”

“Yes, I’ll take care of it.”

He’d like to teach them directly, but the circumstances don’t allow it.

Jeong Yeon-hee, who had acquired the Sword Empress trait, was better than him at this.

“Paju is a very underdeveloped area. It might be difficult to live there initially…”

“My specialty is adaptation. If I found such things inconvenient, I wouldn’t have entered the Military Academy.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a positive response popped out.

Does she even think before answering?

It seems she’s really hooked on the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique.

“But I also have a condition.”

Right.

It was about time for something to come up.

“Please tell me. I’ll do my best to accommodate it.”

“When the Ministry of National Intelligence requests Mage arrests, you must take me along.”

“Ah…”

I understand why.

I remember hearing from Chairman Jeong Uk-cheol.

He said she was a granddaughter with a painful past.

‘Did he say her father died from a Mage attack?’

Then Jeong Yeon-hee took out her smartphone.

“I have something to show you.”

Ding!

A notification sounded and a message was sent to Tae-ju’s phone.

When he checked, there was an attached file.

“…It’s a photo. A demonized Mage at that.”

“This is the appearance of the Mage suspected, no, confirmed to have killed my father.”

“You want me to kill this bastard?”

“No, the opposite. Even if we encounter him, please absolutely don’t kill him.”

“What?”

“Because I’ll kill him myself.”

“Aha!”

As expected of girl-crush Jeong Yeon-hee.

She might struggle now, but once she masters the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique, most Mages won’t be a match for her.

What remains is…

“You’re an adult, but won’t it matter if you don’t tell your family?”

“It’s fine. My grandfather actually told me before to quit the Ministry of National Intelligence and go down to Paju.”

“Really? Why?”

“He said to at least take the position of Paju Baekdu Construction headquarters manager.”

I think I understand.

Baekdu Construction has also made up their mind firmly.

There are plans for large-scale investments including apartments, department stores, hotels, factories, and more.

“But instead of becoming the Baekdu Construction headquarters manager, you’ll be going to Paju to manage the Taehong Bio Paju Branch.”

“Uh, if Chairman Jeong says something…”

“No. He’ll actually be pleased.”

Pleased?

Anyway, the contract was made with signatures from both parties.

Tae-ju handed her a burner smartphone.

Something he had copied from his tablet in advance.

“These are the remaining techniques of the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique. Once you’ve learned them all, please destroy the device.”

“…Th-thank you. I’ll learn them diligently.”

By the way, I need to prepare items too.

Regular monsters aren’t a concern, but the problem is elite monsters.

Just having a sword won’t do.

I need high-performance weapons.

Weapons suitable for Master level.

Tae-ju expected all his disciples to reach Master level within a year.

Jeong Yeon-hee might be even faster.

‘I need at least 9 swords…’

8 disciples plus Jeong Yeon-hee.

Well, I can craft them and distribute them.

It will take time though.

With Jeong Yeon-hee joining, there were no more worries about Paju.

Now I can prepare for the business trip with peace of mind.

It’s expected to be longer than anticipated.

Setting about three months as the basic schedule.

The goals are: adding new poison DNA to the poison garden, thereby achieving the 10th level of Honweonmusangdokryeongong, and exploring the Mage organization suspected to be hiding in the Gobi Grasslands.

There’s one more thing.

So he planned to meet Director Baek Hong-pyo before leaving.

* * *

After spending time on various preparations.

Taehong Bio headquarters.

Tae-ju’s office.

He had finished preparing to depart for the Gobi Grasslands.

He wasn’t going blindly.

Let’s assume Mages are hiding in the Gobi Grasslands.

They also need to make a living.

A place with sufficient infrastructure, where communications work.

They’d have to go to a city that’s somewhat properly developed.

Taking that into account, he decided on his destination.

“Meow…?”

“Yes, you’re coming too.”

“Meow!”

It won’t be boring.

Since he’s going with Ilisambaeyi.

He also filled the Infinite Space completely.

Because he needs to send supplies to Danggumak even from the Gobi Grasslands.

Suddenly!

Knock knock.

Director Baek Hong-pyo entered the office, opening the door.

“Chairman Kim.”

“Ah! Brother, please come in.”

“When are you planning to leave?”

“Tonight. Everything is prepared.”

“Really? That thing you mentioned before… I looked into it.”

What Tae-ju asked Baek Hong-pyo for wasn’t anything else.

“There are quite a lot of people suffering from mana rejection symptoms in Gurye City too.”

“That would be expected.”

The ratio of mana rejecters is about 5% of the total population.

That means 5 out of 100 people are mana rejecters.

Naturally, there are some in Gurye too.

“I made contact with symptom sufferers in their early to mid-twenties. They all agreed. I got all the written agreements too.”

Usually, the lifespan of mana rejecters is early to mid-twenties, meaning they don’t have much time left to live.

Tae-ju’s next medicine would definitely be a treatment for mana rejection syndrome.

But to test its effectiveness, he inevitably needed mana rejecters to experiment on.

Baek Hong-pyo met with them and asked them to become clinical test subjects.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“…Is it possible? Mana rejection syndrome isn’t a disease or poison.”

That was correct.

It was a heavenly punishment they had to bear because they were born with bodies that naturally rejected mana. There was even a saying that to cure it, one would have to be reborn.

“I will definitely find a cure.”

“I hope so too. What great hope it would be for children suffering from mana rejection syndrome.”

Finding a cure for mana rejection syndrome.

He would combine various poisons to create not medicine, but poison.

And thus reach the stage of reconstructing the human body itself.

This was another goal of this journey.

And that night.

Tae-ju boarded the Manri Flying Sword.

First, he would go west, pass through China, then head north to the Gobi Grasslands.

Tae-ju’s final destination was ‘Napan’, one of the pioneer cities in the Gobi Grasslands.

A city undergoing active development after the Gobi Steppe Pioneer Division had subjugated and passed through areas densely populated with magical beasts.

Originally, he thought about going to a slightly larger city, but there were many remaining magical beasts distributed around Napan City.

Also, Barun, the largest pioneer city in the Gobi Grasslands, was only a two-hour drive away, so there was a lot of floating population.

If there were Mages, it would be either Napan or Barun.

Let’s start with Napan first.

* * *

Vroom-vroom-vroom-vroom-vroom!

The distinctive muffler sound of a Harley bike echoed through the Immortal Realm.

Spectators gathered.

“He’s coming!”

“It’s a Harley, a Harley!”

“Where, where…?”

Purrrrrr.

The bike ridden by the Swordsman slowly reduced speed and revealed itself.

“Heh heh heh, amazing.”

“How can he be so cool?”

“At first, I thought it wouldn’t suit him at all…”

“I mean, who would have imagined that Dongbin Seonin, who used to ride around on swords, would ride a Harley bike?”

The bike smoothly stopped in front of the Immortal Realm Multiplex.

Thud-thud! Thud-thud, vroom, vroooom!

The Swordsman, wearing a black leather suit, gloves, helmet, and carrying a sword with red tassels on his back, got off the bike.

“Whew!”

The Swordsman took off his motorcycle helmet.

His shortly cropped hair was revealed.

He had boldly cut his hair solely to wear the helmet.

A silver watch glinted on his wrist, exposed as he removed the helmet.

“Ooooooh!”

“This is crazy.”

“The female immortals would go wild if they saw this.”

The Swordsman pressed the smart engine button to turn it off, put his helmet and gloves in the bike’s storage compartment, and walked steadily into the building.

Not giving the spectators a glance, he seemed to enjoy the attention from the surrounding immortals.

On the first floor of the Immortal Realm Multiplex, Demon Valley Immortal was studying about the new world called Earth by reading encyclopedias, while Iron Seonin was constantly drinking cola and burping.

There was also a cocktail bar preparing to open for business.

Joo Seon Taebak Seonin, dressed in a white shirt, black vest, and bow tie.

The Swordsman approached him as he carefully wiped glasses with clean cotton cloth.

“Vodka martini, shaken, not stirred.”

“…Take it easy. Stop imitating 007.”

“Wasn’t it natural?”

“Is imitating James Bond with a sword natural?”

“Hmm, this sword was the problem. But this is my identity, so anyway, aren’t you selling cocktails?”

Ju-seon snorted.

“Hmph! We haven’t even opened yet. And I’m not sure if you even have money to buy cocktails.”

Not house poor, not car poor, but the Immortal Realm’s only bike poor Swordsman.

In short, broke.

“Credit cards are coming out soon. I can just swipe with that.”

“Heh heh, this immortal is going to be in big trouble. Haven’t you heard the saying about going bankrupt from reckless swiping?”

“…”

Credit cards.

To be precise, they were credit tokens.

You could charge them by giving Seondo to Danggumak in advance, but credit transactions were also possible.

Of course, then the numbers would show as negative.

“You want to have that bike taken away again later.”

“…Why?”

“The Immortal Realm bank is run by Dok-seon. If you spend money on credit and can’t pay it back, you’ll have to sell your bike. Or sell your wristwatch.”

Then the Swordsman’s expression darkened.

He couldn’t give up either the bike or the wristwatch.

In the end, he had to earn money.

‘Where do I earn it?’

Should he protest in front of Taesang Nogoon?

Or secretly raid Dowon again.

‘If I get caught doing that, I won’t be able to get out of the Prison of the Mind.’

The troubled Swordsman left the building again.

He was about to get on his Harley bike when.

“Swordsman.”

“Hm?”

A woman in a vertically slit skirt, exposing her bare legs, twisting her body and constantly smiling with her eyes – it was Mi-ho Seon-ja from the Palace of Peach Blossoms.

“What?”

“Could you give me a ride just once? I want to ride together… Swordsman oppa?”

Look at this?

He’s heard something somewhere.

Several dramas and movies have been discarded.

‘He’s talking like an older brother.’

Of course, he has the intention to give her a ride.

“…One lap around the Immortal Realm for 1 Seondo.”

“I, I don’t have any Seondo right now, so I’ll bring some next time. How about on credit this time?”

Mi-ho Seon-ja slightly closed and opened one eye.

Her bewitching gaze, a truly fatal temptation.

Though she was born a spirit beast and even ascended to immortality, where would the nature of nine tails go?

“Shut up! You wicked fox! Stop spreading your useless charm!”

“Tch!”

The manly Swordsman didn’t even glance at Mi-ho Seon-ja.

How dare she try to ride without even paying!

He sat on the bike seat and was about to press the start button.

‘Huh?’

The round instrument panel of the bike caught his eye.

An orange light had come on in the center.

‘What does this indicator mean?’

So he dragged Demon Valley Immortal out from inside the building to ask.

“Demon Valley, an orange light came on, what is this?”

“Tsk tsk, you don’t even know the fuel warning light? If you don’t put in gas, you won’t be able to ride it anymore.”

“Huh!”

He had completely forgotten.

‘This thing runs on gas?’

It was a disaster.

How could he ride it without gas?

‘…Wait!’

Kim Tae-ju is a fair and meticulous person.

He wouldn’t have overlooked this.

‘He must have sent gas along with it.’

The Swordsman immediately went to find Danggumak.

“Dok-seon! I have something to ask.”

“Hm? What? I’m busy right now, so if it’s nothing important, maybe later…”

“The bike’s fuel has run out. Do you happen to have any spare?”

“Ah… you mean gasoline.”

Danggumak grinned.

Tae-ju said to give the bike for free as payment for the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique, but not the gasoline.

“One container of gasoline for 10 Seondo. No negotiation. I’m selling it cheap.”

The Swordsman frowned at Danggumak’s words.

“…I know it’s cheap, but I don’t have any Seondo right now.”

“Then there’s nothing I can do. Either push it by hand.”

“Ahem, wo, won’t you give me credit?”

“Why would I? What reason do I have to trust you?”

The Swordsman looked flustered.

He was just getting into the fun of riding the bike.

“Isn’t there any way? Please have some mercy, Dok-seon.”

Danggumak pretended to think.

“If you don’t have Seondo, goods in kind are also possible.”

“Go, goods in kind?”

“As I know it, don’t you have a collection that the Swordsman has been gathering?”

“….”

What would the Swordsman’s collection be?

Swords, of course.

Rumor has it that there are hundreds of swords stored in the Swordsman’s abode.

“Now that you’ve ascended to immortality, what need do you have for swords? Sell me a few.”

“Hmm….”

The Swordsman pondered.

It was a collection he had been gathering for a long time.

Most of them were things he had brought each time he descended to the human world to catch escaped demons.

Excluding the Thousand-Li Flying Sword he had made in the Immortal Realm and given to Hero Tae-ju, there were many others.

The Swordsman’s contemplation didn’t last long.

‘One sword is all I need.’

The Sword Immortal – even if he just grabbed a tree branch, that would become a sword.

Still, it was a bit regrettable since he had worked hard to collect them.

“I’ll count decent treasured swords at 100 each.”

The Swordsman’s eyes flashed.

“Let’s go.”

“Huh?”

“Let’s go to my abode and pick out some swords. Don’t forget you’re giving 100 each.”

“Do I look like a con man to you?”

Honestly, it was a scam.

Every one of the Swordsman’s swords was a famous blade.

Actually, when it comes to metal refining, Earth’s technology is far superior to Gangho Murim.

The first item that came from Tae-ju was the Willow Leaf Flying Knife made on Earth. Just looking at that, it’s comparable to hidden weapons made by skilled blacksmiths of Gangho, but.

‘Beyond that, it’s a different story.’

Treasured swords made from Black Iron and Cloud Iron.

Weapons imbued with the craftsman’s soul.

They’re not inferior to Earth weapons.

They might even be better.

He planned to go to the Swordsman’s abode, pick only the best ones, and give them to Tae-ju.

What’s the point of just learning the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique?

He needs a suitable weapon too.

“Get on behind me, hold onto my waist.”

“…I’ll pass on that.”

Vroom vroom vroom vroom vroom!

The Swordsman’s bike carrying Dok-seon races along the long stretch of road.

“Oh! Swordsman.”

“What is it?”

“Have you ever been to the Demon Realm?”

“Of course I have.”

“Then are there demons with poison there too?”

“Not just some? Sickeningly so.”

“Oh!”

He should visit there sometime.

New poisons would be useless to him, having achieved Toxic Spirit and ascended as Dok-seon, but not so for Tae-ju.

He was also curious.

What kind of creatures would the Demon Realm poisons be?

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