Chemistry

In front of the airport.

Jungwoo turned his gaze to the sky as he walked to the hotel of the Korean team in walking distance.

‘Ozone Hall……. ’

Except when social curriculum forced Montreal's commitment to ozone destructive substances, I didn't really care about it.

It's probably the biggest reason why something so threatening hasn't happened in everyday life.

Just a clear, blue sky.

Today, I was still at peace without any clouds.

Keeping an eye on them, I also felt that the journalists who were making such a fuss inside the airport had to be so serious.

Do the skies feel any different? ’

I looked at the molecular field as best I could, but the current position was too low to penetrate through the 50-inch high atmosphere. Only the nitrogen mass, which accounts for 78% of the atmosphere, stands out intermittently.

Then I noticed the dust stars hovering in the wind.

‘You're out. Go find Ozone, who said he ran away. ’

You swing your hand and scatter the incoming dust star into the air.

After just looking up for a while, the southern hemisphere's strong sunlight dug through its eyes. I stopped to make up my mind, and I glanced around my eyes with my sleeve.

Jung, who held back his glare while covering his forehead with the shadow of his hand, paused as he searched the secluded landscape outside of New Zealand's city.

It was because a beautiful white woman, unexpected to encounter at a place like this, came right ahead.

"Phew."

I wasn't trying to keep my eyes open. However, I had to reflexively kill my breath because the beautiful body that I felt beyond my thin clothes and the embarrassing part that I was able to accurately refer to was fluttering and full of sight.

"Oh my God, are all New Zealanders so pretty? ’

The flexion of the body was also curved, but the small face that could not emerge at the rate of the Asians was also a point that could not be taken away.

At that moment, I thought that this was the realm where the Lord of the Rings was filmed, and that could be the real Elves' life.

"Yes, I think I'll be there in three minutes, Doctor.

The opposing Pokémon rushes past Jungwoo's side in a flash. At the same time, Jungwoo, who was standing like he was possessed, came to his senses.

“No, it's not a beauty I just saw. ”

Jungwoo reflected on the fact that he was fascinated by other women for a short time, and muttered as if he said, 'Elves are only Yoon Seul in the world.'

After a five-minute walk with the carrier, a spacious hotel with a refined appearance called 'SUDIMA’ was revealed.

“Whew, here we go. It's hot to walk for a while. ”

Contrary to South Korea, New Zealand's climate was now summer itself. I'm sweaty even though I only wear light southern clothes.

I rushed past the lobby thinking I had to change into a thinner T-shirt.

Welcome, sir.

The ruler of the front desk gave me a kind smile. Jungwoo nods, greets and opens his mouth.

I'm a member of the Korean Woldong University. The commander said I could talk to the desk, but my name is...

Mr. Limited-Time Woo?

Jungwoo's head turned, looking for a passport in his bag to prove his identity.

Oh, yeah.

The dominant immediately recognizes the phone and calls Bellboy.

I have been asked to personally take care of my entire team while they are out. Mr. Han has been assigned room 313.

I heard that you are going on a group trip downtown today on a call from the toll booth. At least one person would have come to meet me, but somehow, I had to walk from the airport alone.

‘Well, I don't have any friendship with the Korean crew yet. ’

I had the confidence to accept it before, but it was sad to treat strangers who didn't know what they were doing.

Mr. Han. The restaurant is to the east, and the cafeteria is there. It's famous for its tea. If you go out the back door, the gym...

While I was waiting for the bellboy to show me, the manager explained how to use the hotel.

It was a 3 star hotel with great amenities, but Jung felt that he might have to use it all by himself.

‘Your side is empty from the start. ’

Jungwoo couldn't be more concerned about this because it was something he had to take to get into the Antarctic Special Site.

This way, sir.

Bellboy approaches and grabs Jungwoo's carrier instead.

Beevik.

Bellboy, who opened 313 first, lowers his luggage inside.

"Thank you."

Bellboy smiled and handed him the key to his room after tipping him off with a converted New Zealand dollar.

Welcome to SUDIMA, guests. Call us anytime.

The power of the Tip raises the opposing Pokémon's smile. The person who welcomed him most in Christchurch leaves the room, looking for a place to unpack his belongings and turning his head.

This room was already unpacked in three beds for four. I put the carrier next to the empty bed in the corner and changed my outfit first.

And put it on the bed.

I flew tired from a long flight.

“Whew, I think I'll live. ”

After finishing unpacking my luggage, I took out my laptop and sat down on the bed. I went to free WiFi and checked a few emails and I heard a knock.

Who is it?

I opened the door, wondering if it was a Bellboy who just left, and there was a strange white man standing last night, with round glasses.

“Uh…… Hi? ”

The opposing Pokémon bows down to one of its best friends. And I spoke English.

Norman Packard of the New Zealand Summer Expedition. Is Mr. Communications not in the message thread?

It's just me now. He's all out of town.

Oops…….

The user regards the opposing Pokémon's face as embarrassing.

What's the matter?

I've been sending important data from our polar arcade to the satellite network, and the handset is dead. to see if we could use the Korean satellite network.

The opponent was also a Wollong-dong member. It seems that the plane leaving for Antarctica the day after tomorrow is not only for Korean personnel.

If it's urgent, I'll call the commander.

Please.

I pressed the number of the Lunar New Year's Laboratory Captain, who held a cell phone that I had carefully bent his head to. The name 'Shin Cheolwoong’ popped up on the screen and I heard a soft sound.

- Oh, Mr. Jungwoo. Have you arrived?

“Yes, I'm in a hotel room. ”

- All of our team is having lunch. Would you like to come over? It takes 20 minutes to get from there to the city.

I had pride, and I didn't want to go to those who didn't care much about coming.

“No, it's fine. More than that……. ”

Jungwoo told Captain Shin Cheolwoong exactly what Norman had said.

Sang-hoon, the New Zealand research team wants to use our satellite network.

He's back from his neurological warfare with the other teams in the morning. Maybe the other kids cut off their nets?

Is that a yes or a no?

- As a rule, you can't rent it for research purposes. Does he need an emergency call?

- How to get the data.

- Then it's even more vague. I don't know if your pretty little team leader's gonna take you out on a date. They're burning up each other's rival consciousness with ozone issues. I'm tired of getting in between them. Tell them to fix it. Thori! Thori!

Jung turned his gaze to the New Zealand side for the atmosphere beyond the phone as if he was about to refuse.

Whatever it was, it was sweating cold on my forehead.

- Mr. Jungwoo, please tell her I can't lend it to her. We're always cooperating on logistics and survival issues, but technology is a fierce competition, you know. It's hard to get comfortable. Well, I'll see you at dinner.

After the call, Jung turns his head.

‘Hmm……. ’

Even though I wanted to politely refuse according to the commander's instructions, the teary eyes in the round glasses caught my mind. There's an atmosphere that resembles Suzuki somehow.

When Norman sees Jungwoo hesitating, he grips his hands and gives you an excuse.

It has nothing to do with the main field of research in Korea. The New Zealand team will be in a lot of trouble if we don't get the data quickly and organize it.

Hmm…….

The first time no one welcomed you for being an outsider.

Different disciplines are all people who study in the scientific system, but Jungwoo didn't want to go that far.

Please wait.

I made up my mind and took the satellite phone from my personal possession and came out of the hallway.

This will connect to the handset, right? He's brand-new, but he's not fast.

Enough!

Norman's expression brightens sharply.

Shared business room at end of corridor.

Jungwoo opened the door and found two other teams sitting at their tables, apart from the New Zealand team.

A Japanese commuting table. Italian commuting table.

Although there were not many, the atmosphere suggested that everyone was heading for the Antarctic base.

Norman's gaze at foreign researchers was not good. They all had satellite-related communications devices but did not even try to borrow them.

This is it.

Norman escorts you to their table.

Jungwoo placed the satellite phone in front of a robust laptop. Norman's colleague switches on the handset and pulls out a wire to connect it. Beep, a signal indicating that the street is connected to the satellite network following a noise signal.

Norman puts his hands on his colleague's shoulders.

Hurry up. Dr. Campling should be here soon.

Jungwoo does nothing, so he looks over his shoulder at the data that his colleague is sending to his laptop.

It was a high-altitude observation from the New Zealand Arctic Circuit. Most of them were weather graphs, so they were just numbers that we couldn't understand as friends who didn't know what was going on.

‘The Japanese and Italian teams are also looking at similar data. Are we the only weather-related researchers here? ’

Without chemists, there was no common interest to share with them. Then I just listened quietly to Norman and his colleagues' conversation.

Will Daisy's intimacy not work?

I'm willing to participate until UNEP, but will my job go back to friendship? It's quicker for Dr. Campling to admit our data. Let's give them an objective assessment.

From what I heard, I realized what the purpose of the people in this room was.

There is no greater opportunity to improve your experience and skills than working alongside the response of the world's best weather scientists.

They appealed to campaigning and wanted to attend a super-response meeting in the UK.

Norman smiles as he notices that Jungwoo is interested in the data.

It's a lot of sheep, right? Our observatory data is very extensive. If you do a full ozone study at the Pole Observatory in Korea, our team will be able to help you.

Norman, who was very proud of his data and emphasized that he was a leading researcher, asked with a hesitant glance.

You don't seem to have met him at the group meeting yesterday, but he was busy and didn't even hear his name.

Tell them to restrict it. Late joining the study of glacial nucleus proteins.

You're a chemist. Thank you, Mr. Han. Thanks to you, I was able to greet Dr. Campling on time.

This ozone destruction is really a big issue, isn't it? There were a lot of reporters at the airport.

Sort of. because this announcement witnessed more devastating events than when Montreal was adopted in '87.

Jungwoo's gaze, listening to Norman, stayed in a photo that had just been sent to his laptop. It was a high-quality aerial drone shot of the high atmosphere.

Huh?

Instead of figures, the molecular world intuitively came to mind.

Unlike looking up at the sky in front of the airport, a group of ozone with three oxygen atoms attached to it was clearly visible.

A stable layer of blue [O ³] galaxies.

I told Jungwoo more information than all the weather graphs. Particularly one part of the crack in the middle was not in the sky in New Zealand.

Ozone Hall.

Looking closely, we could also observe the reaction of a group of comets that seemed to smell sweet colliding with the [O ³] layer of galaxies.

"Is that a goat? I'm not joking. ’

Jung followed the tail where the swarm of comets came from, reaching the bottom of the photo and missing the clue. The photographic information below the 10 kilometers on the ground was not taken with the focus off.

…… Mr. Han. Mr. Han?

Norman calls for you several times, standing still for a while. Jungwoo closed his eyes to get rid of the virtual molecular world.

I'm talking about that picture. That's a pretty big hole.

A hole? What....

Jungwoo lifted his fingertips and pinpointed the subtle pale blue glow in the photo.

A little light blue, right? The ozone molecule can't bounce off a specific light wave, so it's distorted. It's caused by chlorine base compounds, and it's never a type of freon gas with long carbon rings. I can't rush it, but I think it's some kind of toxic organic solvent.

What do you mean, it's pale? There's an ozone hole over the New Zealand arcade?

The story was not included in the extensive analysis of dozens of specialized equipment, which made Norman even more anti-Semitic.

That's just it. It's just a chemist's opinion, so don't take it seriously.

Wait a minute. Hall, bring up the photo program.

Norman asked his colleague to check the color temperature.

A colleague pointed to the outside sky with a mouse pointer and said 9,821K. When the mouse was moved to the area indicated by Jungwoo, it showed a figure of 9,818K with only 3K reduced.

Norman and his colleagues looked at each other. Since it was impossible for the human eye to distinguish between just 3K color temperature differences, Jung, a non-specialist, could not see that it was just a misunderstanding.

Mr. Han. Ozone levels in the atmosphere are calculated in Dobson units if you look here. Though less than last year, 157 Dobson has not yet dropped below 100 ozone hole alarms. This is what the U.K. announced when 75 came out.

Really?

Since it was not a place to prove anything, Jung nodded his head and retreated. When the data transmission ended, the satellite terminals received LEDs, etc., were turned off.

A colleague sends Norman an an OK signature. Norman reaches out to Jungwoo and greets.

The transfer went well. Thank you again.

No problem.

Jung, who had a satellite phone, asked Norman and his colleagues for a quick hello.

Mr. Norman. Are you a local?

I'm from Wellington, why?

I wonder if there's a market nearby.

Ah, Mart. There's a shopping mall a block down the road. There's a big market inside.

"Oh, good. I'll go then.

However, Jungwoo had to come up with a countermeasure, seeing with his own eyes the phenomenon of the extreme decline of the ozone layer in the Antarctic sky.

‘A light sunscreen from Korea can't block the strong sunlight passing through that ozone hole. We have to do what we have to to do to stop them from getting back in the dark. ’

After a while.

A man walked into the business room.

An old man with a deep impression that reminds him of the famous British movie star Sean Connery.

The people in the room rushed in with enthusiasm for other reasons, not because of his appearances.

Dr. Campling! Professor Casse Shinji. Last year, at a harsh environmental forum.

Oh, Dr. Shinji. Are you going to Antarctica?

The matter is very important. If our side of the spectrum is correct, this should be the response to the century. Can you look at the analysis of the carbon tetrachloride half-life?

There's time to go….

When Dr. Shinji looked at the research assistant, a thick piece of paper was held in the hands of the camping staff. The Italian head of Jigsaw also greeted Campling.

Professor Roberto Julio, University of Technology, Milan. I was just as interested in all of your Ozone research as I was in my daily life as a meteorology textbook. It's an honor to meet you.

It would be an honor.

This is data from the Milan Meteorological Laboratory's atmospheric analysis that's been collected around the world. I'm sure you won't be disappointed if you look.

Professor Julio handed out the USB disk to campling.

"Yes, I'll take a look.

As soon as he entered, the campaigning in the fierce hospitality he encountered made a fabulous smile. I thought I knew why they were doing this, but I didn't expect to enter the data without any time to breathe.

Meanwhile, a woman with a slender figure closed the door and approached. A woman showing seductive beauty stood beside the old man and suddenly came to a loud room.

Dr.

Yes, Daisy.

Would you like to go have a cup of tea? This hotel has good tea.

That would be nice. Dr. Shinji, Professor Julio. Nice to meet you.

As the campling walked to the table of the New Zealand team, the Japanese and Italian teams stepped back with a regretful look.

Daisy quickly asked Norman to start ordering tea for room service.

Daisy spoke softly as she sat down with the foreign material in her hands on the table.

How many years ago was that? He followed me to observe the Vietnam hurricane and flipped over in the wind.

"Haha. That was really creepy. He's a meteorologist who calls for accidents, beats the Vietnamese government to death.

"What can I do? Weather crashes everywhere you go.

I'm a scholar who goes around studying things like that.

The hotel staff stood in front of a table in New Zealand with a cart of tea and refreshments while talking about past memories.

Norman signals Daisy while the car is set up. I'm starting to get to the point. Daisy nods.

You said you needed the latest information on your arrival? because the New Zealand Observatory sent me this morning some high-altitude observations.

Yeah?

The camping showed interest.

I've organized it on my laptop here.

After a sip of tea, Daisy and Norman take a deep breath with tense eyes as the laptop is manipulated and the data begins to sweep.

Twenty minutes passed quietly.

I looked carefully at the UV-C wavelength spectral analysis table.

Daisy. The South Pole Base of New Zealand is near the Ross Sea, right?

Yes, McMurdo is not far from the base.

This is much worse than over the British Outpost. There's a partial hole in the ozone layer.

Norman's eyes widen with this sound.

"Hole? Dobson's 157 is relatively good, right?

Dichloromethane penetrates a region like an awl instead of spreading as high as freon gas throughout the stratosphere. It's easy to miss, but you can find it by cross-comparing ultraviolet recordings with wavelengths shorter than 280nm. Look at these two graphs.

The global scholar's insight into the atmosphere for over 30 years was sharp. Only two of the big data points led to a light conclusion.

When Norman was listening to the high-quality analysis of the camping, he suddenly remembered a picture of a Korean man who had lent him a satellite phone.

Doctor, is this the Ozone Hall?

I don't know. Can you tell by just the pictures?

Color temperatures vary by about 3K.

Yes? That's a significant observation value. By the way, if you wanted to distinguish between 3K and 3K, you'd have to take the pixels yourself. It must have been hard. You're very good.

As soon as Norman saw the photo, the compliment of the campling didn't come out of his mouth.

Spectrum Analysis Records are also ordered. New Zealand's level is more amazing than I thought. I see you again.

If you can't analyze the same data at the same eye level, you can't even get the collaborative research narrator out.

Norman clapped his mouth because he made a positive impression, but he couldn't misplace it.

Inspired by successive compliments, Daisy intuited and asked.

Doctor, can my New Zealand weather team attend the analysis meeting this time visiting the British base?

For a moment, Daisy swallows her saliva in anticipation of camping's permission.

"Hmm. That's it. This meeting has a lot of sensitivity. We're keeping an eye on the media, so we should talk to the base officials. This has nothing to do with research. I hope you understand.

Daisy's pupil trembles slightly at the nuance of refusing a collaborative research proposal. She looks back at Norma, wondering if there's anything else.

The data was almost scanned, so he probably got a rough look at this side of the study. Norman recalls and says exactly what the chemist said earlier.

If you look at the picture, you can see that the ozone molecule is distorted because it can't bounce off certain light wavelengths. caused by chlorine base compounds. Could it be a toxic organic solvent...?

The eyes of the camping I was listening to suddenly grew wide.

Definitely not the Freon Gas type? Did New Zealand find any conclusive evidence that dichloromethane was responsible for the ozone layer destruction?

It's not like that.

Then how did you come up with that analysis?

When Daisy first heard this sound, she turned her eyes to Norman, looking like camping.

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