The Chairman of Pharmaceutical Company is a Poison King - Chapter 225
On the continent of Miterran, the gods of the human realm, like always, were rolling around in the Pantheon.
The connection with the Dragon Heart was also severed.
As the permitted time granted by the Supreme God had ended, they could no longer observe the appearance of Earth.
Then?
They should observe and oversee the humans they currently govern.
And intervene if something were to stray from fate.
Even if it’s the society of a race they oversee, direct intervention is strictly prohibited.
Instead, indirect intervention through proxies is permitted.
That’s how the Supreme God decreed it.
Each god in the Pantheon also has one proxy for each race, communicating through them.
However, because the number of interventions is limited, one should refrain from dispensing prophecies unless it’s a matter of great significance.
The proxy for Lanelia was Saint Veronica.
When people imagine a saint, they often picture someone beautiful, gentle, compassionate, and sacrificial.
It’s not an inaccurate description.
Previous saints before Veronica were like that.
However, that led to their failure.
They were swept away by cunning societal leaders, manipulated and coerced, pushed and compelled by them…
So, Saint Veronica was raised to be strong.
Right from the start, they chose a child with a determined temperament and a strong will.
Though she might have a bit of a mischievous temperament…
Well, she’s far better compared to the former saints.
She had been a little neglectful of the saint these days.
It was because she had been busy observing Earth.
Now that there’s time, after a long time, through the eyes of Saint Veronica, she was peering into the human society of Miterran.
‘Hmm? A curse?’
At the request of the Cardinal, the saint went out on a mission.
It was an investigation into a demon’s curse that had occurred in the territory of Count Perron Tales in the Kaduin Kingdom.
‘A demon’s curse…’
No matter how sinister the demon offspring might be, they couldn’t recklessly descend a demon into the human realm.
Doing so would instigate a major war.
For Lanelia, it would provide grounds for intervention in the human realm.
For now, observation was decided upon.
Whether it was truly a demon’s curse or a scheme and manipulation within human society disguised as a demon’s curse.
Usually, it tended to be the latter.
But?
“Oh my?”
Lanelia, who had been sharing the view with Veronica while lying down, was startled and abruptly sat up.
‘Who is that? Why does he seem familiar?’
First, the attire.
A familiar long coat and the clothes worn underneath.
Comfortable to move in, meticulously crafted with artisan spirit…
‘Is that sportswear?’
Moreover, an item worn in the ear.
One side was lying on the ground due to a fierce battle, but the other side was inserted into the ear.
‘I-Is that a Bluetooth earphone?’
An item that should neither be in Miterran nor exist there.
Furthermore, the techniques used by that young man.
Daggers and metallic objects appearing out of thin air.
‘No way… No way… No way… No way…?’
There was no mistaking it.
Only one person came to mind.
‘Kim Taeju.’
A transcendent being of half the stature of Earth.
Lanelia clenched both hands and exclaimed.
“Soul connection!”
It meant that a soul identical to that of Kim Taeju on Earth also exists in Miterran.
That young man is precisely that soul.
However, what’s this all about?
The meeting between the saint and the young man had been off from the start.
– You’re truly a wicked one.
– I’ll deliver judgment in the holy name of Lanelia. Mercilessly.
Wait, is this person crazy?
Is she trying to add fuel to the fire?
At the moment when the long-awaited connection with Earth was finally established.
Hence, Lanelia immediately exercised her divine authority over Veronica.
Even if the number of possible interventions decreased, when else should she use it if not now?
[Hey, Veronica, are you out of your mind? Do you want to die? Shall I reclaim my divine power again? Do you have any idea who that young man is?]
[You crazy bitch, is it that crucial to spare that Count? He clearly seems like a bad guy.]
[Oh my, how did I raise you?… Apologize to that young man immediately, not to me.]
[Alright, for now, step aside and let’s continue the conversation outside.]
The tables have turned.
An opportunity has arisen to bring change to human society.
It must be done to the best of one’s ability.
So that this young man named Rody can spread his wings and soar.
‘What should I do first?’
What’s fortunate is that the Lanelia Sanctuary still holds undeniable power in Miterran.
Before the end of the divine revelation’s duration,
Lanelia quickly gave Veronica a few instructions.
***
Rody captured the sight of Count Perron dying.
He melted away, probably due to being injected with too much poison.
Revenge is over.
Although there are Perron’s children, he has no intention of even touching their hair.
Do children need to inherit their father’s mistakes?
Well, if someone comes seeking revenge, they’ll be dealt with.
‘Now, what do I do?’
There’s plenty to do.
Revenge wasn’t even the main goal.
It merely removed obstacles for future actions.
If it weren’t for Taeju, he wouldn’t have even dreamed.
‘I’ve received too much.’
Not just a lot, but almost unilaterally received.
At the very least, there needs to be a balance.
Currently, the most pressing matter is the exchange between civilizations through the shared warehouse.
There are many things on the continent of Miterran that could be beneficial to Earth and other parallel worlds.
For instance, if knowledge about teleportation magic arrays were shared with Earth?
It could lead to a revolution in transportation and logistics.
The study of magic itself, alchemy, various magical tools used in everyday life—imagine how much they could help.
But to do that, a foundation needs to be laid.
Wealth and power are key.
‘If I can make it to the top like Taeju…’
The way to dominate the economy of the Miterran continent by earning money through Earth’s belongings.
‘Hmm, it’s not easy.’
That’s right.
It’s a difficult task.
Because the human society in Miterra is a community centered around the class system.
Nobles who dominate the world with magic as their tool.
The world revolves around them.
As a commoner, having more wealth and power than the nobles is very dangerous.
It’s possible, but to do so, one must confront the entire continent.
‘Turning everything upside down? Eventually, the abolition of the class system has to happen.’
Let’s start by meeting Saint Veronica.
She said she’s been waiting for him.
*Creak,*
As he opened the door and stepped outside.
“Lord Rody!!!”
Running towards him with brisk steps was Saint Veronica.
“Did you fare well with your work?”
“Yes, thanks to you.”
“By any chance, how does the upcoming schedule look?”
“Well, there isn’t anything specifically planned.”
“Oh! Then…”
Veronica suddenly approached Rody.
*Thump!*
Rody’s face turned crimson.
Even at the age of 20, it was his first time sensing a woman’s fragrance this closely.
“May I propose something? It will be helpful to you, Lord Rody.”
“Please, go ahead.”
Veronica took out a scroll from her bosom and unfolded it.
“This is a map of the Miterran continent.”
“Ah, I see.”
It was a large map.
The Green Skin region in the severe northern cold, the Wood Elves’ vast forests in the northeast and the Dark Elves’ Shadow Forest, the great mountain ranges inhabited by Dwarves in the southwest, the vast plains inhabited by Giants, and detailed depictions of various races and their territories such as the Lizard Tribe, Goblin Kingdom, Vampire underground world, and more were meticulously drawn.
The area where humans lived was the Southern Great Plains.
At first glance, one might assume that the human’s Great Plains were small, but they were the size of just the Eurasian continent on Earth.
Only the area where humans lived was like that.
But why did Veronica bring out the map?
Seeing Rody’s curious expression, she explained, “This is our Lanelia Kingdom. As you know, it exists within the Elphasta Kingdom.”
Lanelia Kingdom, or Lanelia Grand Temple.
It differs in concept from a nation.
It’s not particularly vast, more akin to the size of a small to medium-sized city.
If compared to Earth, it would be similar to the Vatican City within Italy.
For this reason, the Elphasta Kingdom and Lanelia Grand Temple exist in a symbiotic relationship.
The country classified as the weakest on the continent is the Elphasta Kingdom.
There isn’t a single prominent magic tower.
However, thanks to the Lanelia Grand Temple, they are not invaded by other nations. The country thrives on tourism, as devotees from all over the continent visit the temple.
“I have a good relationship with the King of the Elphasta Kingdom.”
That makes sense.
The country would have collapsed quickly if not for the Grand Temple.
“Here! Take a look. These three locations are directly managed by the kingdom. These are the territories we can offer.”
“Huh? You’re offering territories?”
“If you ask the King through the Grand Temple’s dimension, territories will be granted immediately. Starting from here…”
“Ah!”
He understands her intentions.
It might be the intention of the Goddess Lanelia.
She probably desired Earth and Miterran interaction more than anyone else.
She wants him to establish a foundation from these territories.
“The place I recommend is right here. It has the largest population and developed commerce due to good transportation.”
However, there’s a problem.
“I’m a commoner, so I don’t qualify for receiving territory.”
“Hahaha, that won’t be a problem. If you receive a noble title, it’ll suffice. If there are nobles opposing it, I, Veronica, will handle it, so don’t worry.”
“…”
Is it really okay though?
“I’d prefer starting with a Count title in my heart, but doing so might attract attention from neighboring countries. I apologize, but you’ll start from a Baron title and I’ll promote you to a Duke within three years.”
Within three years to become a Duke, huh?
Even for a small and weak nation, achieving a Duke title isn’t a trivial matter.
However, Veronica had another idea.
“Let’s just swallow up Elphasta altogether. Get rid of that incapable King. I’ll take care of the political aspects.”
Rody pondered for a moment.
It’s quite an intriguing proposal.
Even though the Elphasta Kingdom is weak, receiving help from the Grand Temple and the Saint would be extremely advantageous for initial growth.
“It’s not just advantageous; with the help of the Lanelia Grand Temple, conquering the continent might become a possibility.”
He was confident in developing the territories.
But if he wasn’t confident in utilizing Earth’s scientific civilization and knowledge, along with the shared warehouse, he might as well go and die.
“Alright, let’s start with Elphasta.”
Smiling brightly, Saint Veronica said, “I’ll assist you with all my heart.”
“I’ll be relying on you.”
“Yep! …Oh, by the way! To receive a title, besides a name, you also need a surname. Would you like to create one?”
Rody was a commoner and therefore didn’t have a surname.
“Should I create a suitable one for you?”
“No, I’ve already decided.”
“What is it then?”
“Kim! I’ll go with Kim.”
“Rody Kim, huh? Hahaha, I like it.”
And thus began the moment when the new history of Miterran was written, marking the beginning of the legend of Rodi Kim, the Poison King.
***
At the Immortal Realm Multiplex Theater,
Taeju ended the video and took hold of the microphone.
“<Escape from the Mine>, <Revelation of Pete>, <the Loan Shark>,<Unveiled Truth, Perron Tales>—thus concludes the three-part saga of Rodi’s vengeance.”
Clapping filled the theater.
It seems it was quite intriguing after all. Well, experiencing an entirely new world indirectly.
“We’ve got another addition to our family.”
“Hehehe, Rodi Kim, Kim Rodi. Our youngest one.”
“Shouldn’t we find a present for the youngest one? Is everyone just going to stay quiet?”
“Let’s visit the Demon Realm. How many ‘Human-Faced Spiders’ are left?”
Conversations about the saintess:
“That woman calling herself a saint, isn’t her way of speaking too assertive for someone representing a god?”
“I’m fine with her. Compared to Immortal He, she’s an angel.”
“Oh, really! Immortal He is the benchmark now? If you say ‘Radiant Fairy,’ maybe.”
“Well, ‘Radiant Fairy’ is a bit overboard.”
“Anyway, Veronica and Rodi seem to suit each other well. Will there be any romance?”
“Still, marriage… Let’s send Disciple Taeju first.”
“Of course. There’s an order to these things.”
It seems like there’s a lot of lingering impressions.
Even though the movie had ended, the conversation didn’t stop.
But now, it was the final scene.
They had covered enough of the civilization on the Miterran continent. Rodi would be busy once he received his title and territory, so sending videos would be paused for a while.
So,
“To all the Immortals and celestials who have watched until the end, and to the Nether Realm managers and Dragon Palace officials, I sincerely express my gratitude…”
Suddenly!
“What are you saying? It’s the end?”
“This is just the beginning now!”
“We’re at the threshold of completely new content.”
“He’s about to acquire a territory! You have no idea how fun territory development can be.”
“Even though he milked both Gurye and Paju for honey.”
“Now we’re only on volume 3. Let’s aim for 300 episodes!”
He’s perplexed.
They’ve seen everything. What more is there?
Rody’s future is predictable even without looking.
If he advances the Chaotic Primordial Poison Spirit Technique to 7th grade, he’ll have formidable strength in the human society since there won’t be many opponents, and if he awakens to the 10th grade, he’d almost become a divine existence.
Moreover, the knowledge of Earth gained through soul connections.
Transactions through the shared warehouse.
Is there a need for further explanation?
As Taeju remained silent without responding, Sword Immortal spoke up.
“Disciple Taeju, or rather Immortal Taeju.”
“···Me? Are you talking about me?”
Out of the blue, an ‘Immortal’?
“What’s the problem in calling an Immortal, an Immortal? We should have called you an Immortal from the beginning.”
As if the Immortals agreed, they nodded in assent.
“To be honest, Immortal Taeju is also a has-been now. That’s why there’s no fresh taste anymore.”
“···.”
Oh no!
Taeju was shocked.
Not fresh?
However, it was an irrefutable point.
Because it wasn’t an incorrect statement.
“We want to see the newbies. We know the outcome is predetermined, but… is that important? It’s more crucial to witness the process of gradual growth with our assistance.”
The Immortals chimed in, echoing Sword Immortal’s words.
“That’s right. Let’s move on to observing the growth arc.”
“The starting point for the growth arc is soap. Let’s try making and selling soap.”
“Always soap? Isn’t there anything else? I’d prefer chicken…”
“Also, an ondol boiler system…”
“If items come from that side, even if it’s just half, please share. Especially if it’s about the taste of alcohol.”
“Is Dark Iron not necessary? They say iron is scarce over there.”
In response, King of Hell swiftly replied, “Don’t worry about the supply of Dark Iron. I’ll ensure an ample quantity.”
“General Taktap too,”
“The Heavenly Realm’s flowers might have many uses.”
Sigh.
He understands the sentiments of the Immortals too.
He is not entirely a stranger; he has souls like Taeju and Tang Gunak.
He’s formed connections even with the Immortal Realm.
In truth, there’s a better way than indirect experiences through movies.
He spoke directly to Tang Gunak, the Poison King.
Just open the gate entirely.
If another soul connection occurs, it might create a dimensional rift between Earth and Miterran.
Then, we can enlarge the rift and travel directly.
Together with Tang Gunak.
It shouldn’t take too long.
Since it’s a matter of time anyway.
Taeju glanced at Tang Gunak, subtly smiling, conveying the meaning behind his words.
It seemed Tang Gunak understood what he meant and smiled in response.
Thinking about the day when Taeju, Tang Gunak, and Rody would all gather in one place.
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