Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1471. The things done become the results (1)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
"....Honestly, this is pretty incredible."
"I admit it."
“I was wondering if it made sense.”
Jo-Gol, Yoon Jong, and Tang Soso nodded at each other.
They were used to Chung Myung doing reckless things. That's why, even when they heard he would level Huayin's mountain and establish the main headquarters there, they thought it would somehow work out.
But what had happened here went beyond even their already-skewed common sense.
"...If you drive people hard enough, anything gets done."
"Normally it doesn't work like this. Normally. How is this even..."
"Even if Mount Hua had a thousand people, they couldn't have done this. I think the main thing was that there was an overflow of humans who could be used in various ways."
"That's... true."
No one could say it.
Of course, that was part of it. But the biggest reason for this abnormal shortening of the construction period was that the sect leaders themselves were being worked like slaves.
People were bound to cut corners. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say no one under the sky wants to do more work than necessary. Even martial artists with great stamina.
But...
'How can you slack off when your sect leader is carrying rocks and hammering nails right in front of you?'
Even Seol So-baek, who lacks martial strength, joined the demolition team freezing and breaking large rocks while covered in dust. If someone had even a shred of awareness, they wouldn’t dare think of slacking off.
"Do you think he intended this?"
Yoon Jong smiled awkwardly at Jo-Gol's question.
"Ei. No matter how much, as if..."
“He did. Definitely.”
Yoon Jong quietly shut his mouth at Yoo Iseol's firm and decisive tone. He had actually been thinking the same thing deep down.
‘That’s why I said from the start we shouldn’t have given that guy the position of general.’
The sect leaders probably didn't know either. That one choice would lead to such results.
“Well… anyway, as long as the result is good.”
Everyone nodded at Yoon Jong’s attempt to brush it off.
But Jo-Gol alone seemed troubled by something, speaking with a bothered expression.
“That’s true, Sahyung.”
"Hm?"
“But this is a bit….”
Jo-Gol pointed to that distant place and asked.
At a city built like it was stretching all the way to the horizon, with a little exaggeration.
"...Isn’t this a bit much?"
"..."
"Is he really intending to build a city or something? That crazy bastard?"
***
“Agh! You really don’t understand a damn thing, do you! I told you a slightly crooked roof doesn't matter, didn't I? Don't you get it?"
“Ugh… General-nim. If it’s this crooked, the roof will leak late. Then the building will rot, and the person living there will be uncomfortable..."
"Uncomfortaaaableeeeeee?"
Chung Myung's eyes glinted wildly.
"These bastards with their full bellies! Huh? Back in my day, we slept lying in the fields and even when rain poured down, we just took the beating and slept! And now you’re whining about a little leak being uncomfortable?”
“....Just when exactly was 'your day'?"
"Shut up! Just slap some planks over holes or smear mud when they appear! Repair as needed! How many houses do we still need to build today? We have to raise a hundred more by today."
"A- A hundred more? That's difficult. The sun is already setting..."
"So what if the sun sets? Are martial artists unable to work just because it gets a little dark?”
"We also... need to sleep."
“It’s fine, it’s fine. You won’t die if you don’t sleep for five days. I’ve done it all.”
Tears streaked through the dust on the faces of those clinging to the buildings.
When Chung Myung first said he would establish the main headquarters centered around Tang Family craftsman, their hearts were full of willingness......
“Th-there needs to be a yard here, General-nim! Like this, there's nothing we can..."
“Don’t need it. Just build the house.”
"Th- Then shouldn't we build the houses a bit larger? Without even a courtyard, if you attach them like this... or at least some walls..."
"Walls? Waaalls? That's what divides people! Isn’t it so heartwarming and nice that there isn’t one?”
"No...."
A man carrying timber looked at a house being built.
Houses of a size not even half that of a Tang Family pavilion, such houses are being raised layer by layer and emerging in rows.
‘Do other sects normally live like this?’
That can't be right? After all, wasn't it Tang Family who repaired Mount Hua's pavilions? Even then it wasn't like this......
Well, maybe this was understandable. In urgent situations, you can't consider every comfort for future residents.
However, the houses suitable for accommodating Heavenly Comrade Alliance disciples have already all been put up, so why are they continuously increasing the houses?
"I can hear the sound of your brain working?"
"Hi- Hiiek!"
"When a person works, there should be no idle thoughts! It's the same when training! Empty your thoughts completely and work!"
What are the ghosts even doing, not taking that bastard away? Poor innocent ghosts have already had their hair grabbed hundreds of times.
Chung Myung swept his bloodshot eyes across the surroundings.
“Anyway, the craftsmen and sect leaders are all unsatisfactory! All of them are so damn slow! How can they work like this..."
“Chung Myung-ah.”
"What?"
Snapping back sharply, Chung Myung flinched. Then he quickly brought his hands together politely.
"Hehe. Did you call, Sect Leader?”
Everyone who saw that had their jaws drop open.
‘That insufferable bastard.’
'My god, did you see how his expression changed just now?'
'If I had sent him to the palace, he would have gone down in history as a legendary corrupt official.'
Un Am let out an awkward laugh as he received Chung Myung's polite courtesy.
"Um, for a moment... would that be alright?"
"Yes, of course! Of course!"
"...Then let's walk for a bit."
"Yes!"
As Un Am led Chung Myung away, a collective sigh burst from everyone’s lips.
“...Are we going to keep living like this from now on?”
"Wouldn't that be the case?"
"Should I just wash my hands of this and live as a commoner?"
"That's fine, but you'll have to build that house too, Hyung-nim."
"...Damn it."
Meanwhile, Un Am, who was walking with his luggage on his back, let out an awkward cough.
"Um... I feel like I should be doing something too."
"Ei. What are you talking about? Managing people and checking if work is going well, how important a task is that?"
Right. It wasn’t wrong. That is, if Chung Myung hadn't already been running around like a madman doing all the work Un Am should be doing.
"Since I too am the Sect Leader..."
"Ei. Mount Hua Sect Leader has dignity, where would you do such trivial work..."
"Bring more wooden pegs! How long has it been since I said so, and they still haven't come!"
At that moment, Tang Gun-ak's voice rang out from the side, and Un Am looked sourly at Chung Myung.
“...to.”
Chung Myung, who finished his sentence as if mumbling the end, stealthily avoided his gaze. Un Am sighed.
"I know you're trying to be considerate of me. But still, I want to be with them."
Chung Myung scratched his head.
"I get what you're saying, but Sect Leader is already doing enough."
“What does that mean?”
"Right now, the most anxious ones aren't the people working, but the original residents of Huayin."
At these words, Un Am naturally nodded his head.
From the perspective of the people of Huayin, they cannot help but be shaken when their neighborhood which had been going along just fine was being upended before their eyes.
"Right now, the Huayin people think that a lot of martial artists wearing swords will come in there."
"That's right. And isn't that correct?"
"They will be scared, naturally."
Un Am stared at Chung Myung for a moment. This part hadn’t crossed his mind. It must be because so far, the Mount Hua people and Huayin villagers had gotten along so naturally.
"So it's important for the Sect Leader to show composure. Regardless of reality, we need to give them the impression Mount Hua can control the martial artists who'll be arriving. That will put them at ease."
"Hmm."
"Martial artists are just martial artists. We are humans who can't even farm by ourselves. Without the cooperation of the Huayin people, even a splendidly well-built main headquarters will just become useless, right?"
Un Am looked at Chung Myung with a strange smile.
"...Why are you doing that?"
"Well. Why would that be?"
Un Am was different from Hyun Jong. He knows full well that Chung Myung was more capable than himself in every way. He himself wasn’t someone so grand.
But even though he knew that fact, he felt newly impressed. Watching Chung Myung from the side and experiencing him as the sect leader were two very different things.
"I understand. So what you're saying is, it's better for me to walk around with my hands behind my back as if supervising them. Not because I'm incompetent."
“Of course! Of course. Ei, incompetent. I've never even thought such a thing."
"Yes. I see."
Un Am smiled brightly.
"Of course, Grand Sect Leader, who could perform that role even better, is being overworked even now, isn't he?"
“Uh… is that so?”
Chung Myung feigned ignorance. Un Am shook his head.
A kid like Chung Myung wouldn’t have done this just for that reason. Perhaps this whole process was to make it clear to the Huayin people, and to the people of other sects, that the sect leader of Mount Hua is now Un Am, not Hyun Jong.
Un Am considered saying a few more words about it, but soon shook his head.
Just leave it be. As this guy wants to do. Even trying to understand and help with that intention could sometimes become an interference.
"May I ask one more thing?"
"Ei, just one? You could ask a hundred more."
"For that, the way your butt is fidgeting looks very busy?"
"Ah, no way. I got a bit hurt while training."
Un Am chuckled at Chung Myung's natural and innocent answer.
“It seems to me that the pavilions already built are sufficient.”
"Still not quite there."
"I knew you would answer like that, but... considering that, it seems even the areas for each sect to use have already all been built?"
... Chung Myung didn't deny those words and just smiled awkwardly.
"You noticed?"
"I may not be more capable than you, but I’m not an idiot. My master spent his whole life reading signs from the outside, but I’ve spent mine reading the mood on the inside."
"What are you trying to do? No matter how I look at it, this place doesn't feel like an ordinary main headquarters. Since it's being built hastily, it can't take the form of a fortress, but even so, there should be the basics of a main headquarters... No matter how I look, this place really looks like a city. One that’s still planning to stretch out even farther."
Chung Myung slowly nodded his head.
“That’s right, Sect Leader.”
At that calm acknowledgment, Un Am quietly furrowed his brow.
"What are you thinking? What are you planning to do by building a city here? As you know, this isn't the terrain where a city can develop. Trying to make this place like Xi'an is..."
"Ei, that's not it."
Chung Myung shrugged his shoulders.
"I know at least that a city isn’t something you can just build because you want to."
"...Hm? Then?"
But the question was, why are you doing this?
"Well..."
Chung Myung scratched his head.
“You can’t ask someone who isn’t there to come. Building a city and then forcibly bringing people is strange, isn't it."
"Right."
"But we have to accept those who come."
"...What?"
Un Am stared intently at Chung Myung as if asking what he meant by that.
In the meantime, their footsteps had already reached the edge of Huayin. Connected to other regions.
A road stretched out connecting to other regions. A place all too familiar to those of Mount Hua.
Chung Myung tilted his head.
"It should be about time for them to arrive?"
"What does that..."
“Ah, as expected, there they come.”
"Huh?"
Un Am turned his gaze towards the place Chung Myung pointed to.
'What is coming...'
His two eyes opened wide.
"Tha- That’s..."
The distant horizon. A group of people could be seen faintly approaching.
Un Am could feel it. That those drawing near held not a shred of hostility. No, before even questioning hostility... they weren’t martial artists at all.
Chung Myung chuckled.
"It seems like the other side used their heads too. But if it was something that could be obtained just by using your head once like that, I wouldn't have gone through this hell. They'll come now. The things done become the results."
...Hearing those words, Un Am unknowingly clenched his fist tightly.
|Note
Consider supporting me by subscribing on Patreon for 5$. The Patreon membership for Mount Hua and Infinite Mage is the same. The benefit:
Advance chapters of Mount Hua : 76
Advance chapters of Magic Realm Convenience Store Worker : 144 Chapters
Advance chapters of Got a Gallery in the Wild : 10
Comments Box