Possessed in a Thousand Novels

3. Magic Merchant (3)

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-Lucky Siu: Day 102 of the Dice God Blessing

– War Siwoo: Why is it so difficult to create the 1st circle?

-Akashiu: Mol?Ru

-Seonhyeop Siwoo: Guys

-War Siu: ?

-Seonhyeop Siwoo: I need to learn proper martial arts, so please give me some recommendations.

-Seonhyup Siwoo: @ Maeng Won-si-woo @ Cheonma Siu @ Hwasan Siu @ Jongnam Siwoo @ Shaolin Xiu @ Open Siwoo

– War Siu: No, wait a minute.

-Seonhyup Siwoo: @ Namgoong Siwoo @ Zhuge Xiu @ Sacheon Siwoo @ Hebei Xiu @ Green Forest @ Hao Siu @ Eunseong Siwoo @ Tujeon Siu @ Kang Si Si Woo @ …

-War Si-woo: Are you calling all these crazy concept keuts?

-Maeng Won-si-woo: Lord Maeng,,,release,,!!! Kyaaahhh

-War Siu: Ah

-Cheonma Si-woo: A poor idiot who can’t even use the Heavenly Demon’s new martial art♡ An idiot who only uses trash like the Three Magical Swords♡ A third-rate person with weak stamina♡ Apologize to the Demonic Cult right now♡ Apologize♡

-War Siwoo: The chat room is ruined.

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*

A month has passed since I started my journey.

Since it was the first trip, there were some creaky parts, but most of them were adjusted during the month-long trip. Under Yu Lan’s leadership, the dissonance disappeared, and now everyone in Pyoguk carried the goods (items entrusted to transport by Pyoguk) as if they were used to it.

We didn’t encounter any bandits on the way. Even though it was our first trip, and it was a fairly long trip for a small agency, things went very smoothly. Siwoo’s short magic pill also had no use.

And today. After a month-long journey, we arrived in front of Panga.

Each of the envoys lay down in their lodgings to relieve their travel fatigue. Some showed the blisters on their feet to the doctor, and some who were full of energy decided to take the opportunity to tour Hebei.

Siwoo was the first of them. Even though he was guaranteed free rest for a few days, he could not show himself as relaxed as that, serving as an example to the ambassadors.

And to tell the truth, it was more fun to look at the chat room than to look at the city of this era, which is obviously a beggar place wherever you look from a modern person’s perspective.

Since Siwoo’s Samjae Deep Gong had already reached level 9, there was a reason why he needed to get a really good Deep Gong from now on.

Samjae Deep Gong is so basic that there is no problem with changing it to another deep ball, but it is common sense that once you learn a proper deep ball, it is extremely difficult to change to another deep ball.

Deep hole selection must be done carefully.

So he asked for advice in a chat room… The results were not good.

A member of the Murim League who has been spreading conspiracy theories like the Baechucheonma theory from before, Socheonma, an arrogant kid (Mesgaki) who ignores all martial arts that are not Heavenly Demon’s magic as poor martial arts, a Jiangshi whose brain function has been damaged according to his convenience, and whose mental state is rotten. Sapa, Eunseong Shingong.Even extreme followers (hooligans) believe in the martial arts of retired masters who are said to be martial arts heroes and exaggerate their power.

Each one of them was astounding, but seeing so many of them together was enough to give me a headache. At least when I sang it, I thought it would be serious, but now I couldn’t tell if it was a joke or sincerity.

In the chat room, various conversations continued so chaotically that one wondered if he had ever watched this many martial arts magazines. The bigger question is whether this can really be called a conversation. Wouldn’t it be more accurate to call it a collective monologue?

Siwoo watched for a while to see if there was anything helpful to say, but eventually he couldn’t hold on and closed the chat window. Even though the person requesting advice disappeared, the chat room continued to burn.

Shiwoo, exhausted, leaned back in his chair. Since the chat room broke up and he couldn’t get advice on martial arts, he planned to rest well for today. Since all the other residents sharing the same room had left anyway, there was no need to worry about what others thought.

At that time, the door burst open. Standing in front of the door was a second-class warrior, Hyeongjin.

“Siwoo.”

His eyes contained pride, jealousy, and bitterness.

“Pyo Guk-ju is calling.”

A calm, yet boiling tone is definitely the best congratulation that a superior with an ordinary personality can give to a subordinate who is better than him.

*

Inside a special lodging for Paengga’s guests.

Yu-ran was sitting at the table and waiting for Si-woo. The sight of people enjoying a tea ceremony neatly was like a painting.

When Siwoo nodded to her, she moved to her chair across from her table. Siwoo sat down carefully and tried to gauge Yuran’s intentions.

Yuran asked with her eyes filled with anticipation.

“Why do you think I called you?”

There were numerous clues. Issues that require sitting down and talking at length, the awkwardness between superiors and subordinates, and times when one is called out.

The conclusions were quick and numerous.

“This is because the results of the investigation into the Taesan case have been released.”

“Also?”

“It’s to test my abilities.”

“Also?”

“This is so that you can appoint me as a staff member or use me for something like that. And… “

Siwoo hesitated, unable to continue his conversation. Yu-ran’s chuim-sae hums. Siwoo closed his eyes tightly, then opened them and spoke.

“It’s to introduce myself to the people in the Paeng family and make a mark on them.”

When Yuran heard those words, he burst into laughter. Was this how Hyeon-deok felt when she met Gong-myeong? Was this what Gojo Han felt when he met Zhang Bang?

Although it is not as romantic as Dowon Resolution. I have no intention of meeting the same end as them.

The emotions she felt at this moment and the aspirations she held in her heart were no less than those of her daughter-in-law.

hahahaha! Yes, that’s correct, my strategist! So, are you ready to shake off your anger in Panga?”

Siwoo stood up and bowed his head.

“All I have to do is take the attitude of Gukgung Jincheok Saihui (work hard until the whole body breaks down, and only stop when you die).”

Although she knew that nothing had changed right now, Yuran felt her heart pounding.

It is probably no coincidence that Siwoo cited the candidacy list.

Does this beat resonate with him? ＜Br＞

Yu-ran envisioned a glorious future and handed clothes to Si-woo.

“Change your clothes first. “The priest’s clothes do not suit the formality of the occasion.”

Si-woo accepted it gratefully, and while Yu-ran looked away from her, her fingertips trembled slightly and she changed her clothes. She felt a glance, but she didn’t care. She had too many thoughts in her head for that to happen.

Si-woo, who had tidied up his clothes, sat down again, and Yu-ran started talking again.

“Today, someone came from the coffin and spoke to me. It is said that the Jinju clan’s children were committing massacres on Mount Tai, and that they would soon blockade and subdue Mount Tai. Your prediction was correct. Unfortunately.”

Si-Woo felt a chill come on as he heard the words of regret. I felt like I could see the terrible rationality implied in that word and the unrealized future all too clearly.

A month ago, Siwoo had agreed to pay with his life if his prediction was wrong. It was a mistake he made because he was excited that his persuasion had worked.

If the prediction had really failed, how would Yuran try to collect the bond called his life? The image of Yu-ran working late into the night passed through her mind.

So Siwoo deliberately pretended not to know.

“Fortunately, the. “I dare to criticize myself, and I think my first performance as a staff member is not bad.”

This means that if the prediction had failed, it would have never existed.

Yuran also agreed to that.

“Okay. “We saved a lot of time.”

Thanks to this, the opportunity to resolve the promotion backlog that Hagapyoguk was facing came quickly, so it was a good thing when viewed from the perspective of Pyoguk as a whole.

However, I was just regretful that the opportunity to tie it down for sure had disappeared. Yuran covered it up with logic.

From then on, a conversation continued where we trusted each other’s insight.

“It would be better to just spread rumors here and make the announcement after returning to Shandong.”

“It would be a good idea to buy items that are difficult to transport on the way back.”

“It must be difficult to sell in Shandong. “I have to think of it as an expense for training.”

“Isn’t it true that competent merchants create their own demand?”

“Great. Then, about the forces in the Shandong area… “

As Siwoo talked to Yuran, he was able to see the blueprint she was drawing.

Shandong is the largest port city in the Central Plains, receiving the most exports and imports.

By monopolizing the water transport through the Yellow River and the supply chain through land in a region where there is no steadfast loser for so much capital to come and go.

Finally, it will be reborn as the best country in the central region, both in name and reality, dominating even the sea routes.

Just how enormous is the power of the person who controls the distribution of the entire central plain? Even Siwoo, who rarely lusts for power, began to feel his heart pounding.

Moreover, Siwoo was a modern person. He knows that the New World exists, and he knows that it has not yet been discovered.

If only Ha Gapyo could dominate the circulation in the Central Plains, improve shipbuilding technology with its enormous financial power, and land in the New World.

The Hagapyoguk is reborn as an inviolable force that even the government cannot touch.

Siwoo’s eyes met Yuran’s. Siwoo felt a fire burning beyond her black eyes.

What controls the mind is the ambition aimed at the world.

As we talked with that burning desire, time passed like the waters of the Yangtze River.

“Hmm. Half an hour has already passed. “It’s time to meet someone from the Paeng family, so we’ll continue our conversation later.”

Yu-ran, soaked in salt, looked up at Si-woo with drunken eyes.

“Next four days. The time spent in Hebei would be a pain comparable to being trapped in the Bagua Road. “Are you able to endure the schedule?”

Words that make it sound like it’s something that will have to be endured.

Siwoo nodded her head firmly.

“I will hold on until I get the Hwaan Geumjeong.”

I already made that determination when I first fell into this world.

Yu-ran smiled proudly at that solid assurance and left the dorm.

And for four days, the two had a tighter schedule than anyone else in Hebei. Neither of them said anything difficult.

The parade resumed. Siwoo constantly led the third-rate warriors, set an example, and sometimes gave Yuran a gift.

Fifteen days passed like that.

*

Yu-ran thought as he looked at Si-woo, who was skillfully preparing and guiding the camp.

He said that Sangje seems to be taking care of him.

It was also fortunate that I received ten second-class warriors and a lump sum of money to start a business from the time I first established my country, and since there were such talented people among those who first raised it myself, wouldn’t it be fair to say that it was a blessing sent from heaven?

He wasn’t even just a talented person. Because Si-woo was reading Yu-ran’s intentions and acting accordingly. It was like that in regular training, and it’s still like that now. Isn’t that why she said Siwoo was ‘like a tongue in her mouth’?

Her thoughts, which started lightly, soon became deeper. Siwoo’s success would serve as a role model for third-rate warriors and had great symbolic significance. However, there will be backlash, so you need to minimize it, and you shouldn’t set a precedent for success too easily. Meritocracy is good, but if it goes to the extreme, there are many problems, so you have to control that trend yourself…

Yuran’s thoughts increased. Running her organization has always been like this. This was especially true for her because there was no one in the country who could take her place. Would Siwoo be able to do this too?

While she was lost in her never-ending worries, her camp preparations were completed. One by one, the messengers prepared to sleep in the tent, leaving only a few watchdogs. Yuran also buried her concerns and laid her body to rest. It seemed like the day ended safely like this.

But did she say that Saeongjima is the master of life?

In the middle of the night, when all the envoys were asleep, one of the envoys on watch caught something strange.

He continued to rub his eyes. He hopes he was wrong.

His continued attempts were in vain, and he soon opened his mouth in a daze.

Beyond the flickering torch in the distance, he could see the shadow of a giant crossing the forest, and the shadows of a hundred bandits following him advancing.

The fact that the movement was aimed at Pyoguk was so obvious that even Samcheok-dong could recognize it.

“Get up, get up! “Gisaaang!!!”

He belatedly made a fuss and woke up the messengers.

While the messengers who could not understand the situation were confused, Si-woo came out of the tent with a stern expression and a sword in hand.

Before I knew it, the torch that had come a short distance away flickered ominously.