Parallel World Pharmacy

"It's growing rapidly. Will the main unit be exposed someday?"

Farma came to the Old Holy Nation using the Pharmaceutical Divine Staff.

It's dangerous to get close to the cogwheel, but we need a minimal investigation.

Knowing the whereabouts of the Grave Guard was a significant impact for Pharma.

However, since they cannot go to the holy country to investigate, it is presumed that they did not directly see their whereabouts, but were linked from the scriptures and literature.

I don't want anyone to accompany me.

Whenever I come here, I am always prepared to say, "This may be the end of the day."

Farma is always more curious than fear.

If there's anything unknown out there, I'd like to check it out nearby.

There's not much left to think about anymore.

His sister on Earth, Yakutani Chiyu, had a wedding on Earth last month.

Yakutani asked me to share the ceremony on video, but she in her wedding dress grew up to be a beautiful adult woman who woke up to the fact that she didn't think she was the same person who held hands with her sister when she was young.

The other man seemed like a good young man fit for her life partner.

A lot of happiness will fall on her and on the parents watching her.

Their future was tentatively rewritten in the best direction.

Now that their cogs are off the face of the earth, their future will be determined and their lives will be preserved.

For them, there is no recollection of a tragedy that does not exist anywhere and an end that does not exist, and there is no reason for them to remember or want to meet their own existence like a spirit that is stuck in the middle of space and time.

The relationship between Yakutani's fully healed ego and the earth is loosely severed and about to be divided.

The sacred country borders and all over the area are covered by a restricted area.

From the center, a huge sunken hole began to emerge.

The Holy Nation and its surrounding inhabitants have fled in preparation for the dark eclipse four years ago, and there are no more human beings left, including priests and civilians.

Sometimes we find the bodies of undocumented people who can't leave the temple for the purpose of stealing its hidden treasures.

Once the center of this world, the sanctuary is deserted, and a lonely sight is spreading.

The shrine in the underground section has collapsed on a large scale, and it can be seen that the structure that may grow from under the rubble to the ground is showing up.

It is presumed that there is a cogwheel inside this structure, and there are active crustal changes occurring around it.

Farma approaches the structure from the air, recording with a drone brought in from the earth side.

The video will be analyzed at a later date by sharing the data with Yakutani Fully Healed.

Yakutani is the only one who can enter the lab of the other world, but his collaborators have many experts and specialist institutions, so we ask him to analyze the images.

"About 12 percent more volume than 30 days ago... or the pace is accelerating."

We have already completed our material analysis of the surface of the giant structure, taking back a sample of the surface of the giant structure and requesting that it be sent to Earth for analysis.

Magnesium and iron are the main compositions.

In other words, if I had to, I would erase the structure with the material erasure.

If you know the material of the gear body, you may be able to erase it in the same way, but I haven't reached the main body yet.

"I wish I could bring back a few ingredients..."

In image analysis, there is also the possibility of unknown metals that do not exist on Earth.

Use the drone to infiltrate underground through the gap in the crack.

Five meters underground, 10 meters underground... the view is closed to the darkness and the camera automatically switches to night vision that can be seen as far as mid-infrared.

A cogwheel existed 300 meters below ground level.

(The customer has come this far. It's my first time shooting.)

The gear captured in the night vision scope is driving slowly.

The drone approached the gear and photographed its surface.

"The rotation is slower than when I saw it before. The connection to the Earth has broken and the rotational speed has dropped... what happens if this stops?"

I'd like to take a look inside the gear structure, but if we go any further, we'll lose the drone.

"That's it..."

There are gravitational anomalies and spatial distortions in the coordinates where the Grave Guard appears.

The chance of lots of evil spirits also increases.

There are only three places in this alternate world that meet those conditions.

One is the Holy Fountain.

One is the Holy Nation.

And the other is the Lacanga Cave on the New Continent.

All points have been thoroughly investigated by Pharma.

In the Lacanga Cave where Harris Thomas died, three drones were lost near the entrance to the "Vortex of Light".

Pharma has not been able to confirm where it leads.

Around the vortex of light, dead bodies and corpses were folded up that could not be seen by humans or animals.

The Lacanga Cave is suspicious, but the Holy Emperors can't get close to it, so I guess it's not where the Tombkeeper is.

(Where the hell are the grave guards?)

I wish I could ask them directly, but if they were willing to teach, they would have told me already.

When the drone's battery is running low, complete the investigation and retrieve it.

From the bottom of the earth, a lukewarm wind was blowing and making a creepy noise.

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Farma stretches her legs to the New World.

The situation on the New Continent was stable.

The leader of the Mairaka tribe, Mélène, preached the advantages of trade with the Saint-Fleuve Empire, and lent the spell weapon that she had brought with her from the Empire to serve as a bargaining material for the unification of the tribes on the east coast of the New Continent.

There was a reason Mélene rushed to unify the east coast.

The magic that served as a defense against invasions from other countries may disappear this year.

In such a situation, there is no denying the possibility of being ravaged all at once.

It was necessary to put an end to the tribal strife as soon as possible and to strengthen the nation as one nation.

Melenay's sense of danger was also conveyed to the leaders of the rival tribes, who had been in disagreement for years.

The tribe group that Mélène put together was named the "East Coast Federation" and became one nation.

The center of the new continent is divided by steep mountain ranges.

For this reason, the peace talks with the tribes on the west coast side have not progressed, but the route to reach the new continent from the west coast side has not yet been discovered, so we have bought time for the time being.

As far as Pharma had examined it several times beforehand, the tribes on the west coast looked like a farming nation with a resemblance to Asian descent.

They did not use magic or divine spells.

Farma didn't dare to pass on any information from the West Coast to Mélene.

If it is connected to the west coast at a distance, it will require the construction of railways, which will make the eastern side vulnerable to governance and development.

The eastern shore was a republican federation and took the form of government by the heads of tribal groups.

There are active trade ships between the Eastern Confederation and the Saint-Fleuve Empire, accredited by both governments.

So far, the Emperor's surveillance of the international community has not interfered in the internal affairs of the East Coast Federation, and the former continent continues to trade and interact with culture in a stable manner.

As part of this flow, the eastern port of the Federation is home to the San Fleuve, a town known as “Petit Fleuve,” where traders are stationed.

There are a variety of shops including clinics, pharmacies, grocery stores, sewing shops, bakeries, schools, substitute stores, and vocational training centers.

In Petit Fleuve, the East Coast Pharmacy No. 1, owned by a local pharmacist who studied at the Saint-Fleuve Imperial Pharmacy University, has been opened with the capital of another world pharmacy.

Pharma occasionally visits the training center and performs regular medical consultations.

While visiting the New Continent, Farma went to the East Coast Pharmacy.

Hello, it's been a long time, Mr. Hannon.

"Master Pharma! Hurry up!"

A young pharmacist in a blue uniform waved from the back of the counter while responding to the patient.

Farma looks at the medicines displayed in the store until a patient named Hanon stops seeing her. Not expired, properly packaged, or exposed to direct sunlight. Is the ingredient display done properly? Do you have any explanatory notes? It's now like a raid check, but I need to check it.

On the way, a customer from the local residents thought of Pharma as a clerk and called out to me, so I explained the medicine.

It was time for a break, and Hannon approached.

"I'm sorry, when you're busy." It was three days ahead of schedule. ”

"It's okay, it's like I didn't have any plans."

“How is the pharmacy running?”

Hanon is also a Pharma teacher from Mailaka, who flew to San Frueve Pharmaceuticals and graduated first class.

I was not a magician, but I had excellent memory, which allowed me to graduate early.

Having qualified as a pharmacist after graduation, Hanon hired two female employees from another tribe to own the shop.

He speaks the language of the Empire fluently, bearing the badges of two first-class pharmacists, the Eastern Federation and the Saint-Fleuve Empire. Pharma also created a dictionary of the Mylaka language based on the words in Scarlett Harris' notebook, and learned several tribal languages, but it became one language.

In view of that, Hanon's language skills were considerable.

"As you can see, it's thriving." From morning till evening, your legs will never be broken. I was planning to open a second store in order to comply with a request from the Federal Congress. Could you take a look at the blueprint? "

Absolutely.

Farma watches the store's opening plan as she hits Hannon with a hammer that she was waiting for.

“You're welcome to expand your store, but don't forget to maintain the quality of your pharmacist. Modern medicines can only be handled by pharmacists who have graduated from the Saint-Fleuve Imperial Pharmaceutical Cathedral and meet the prescribed requirements. If you are running out of Federation Pharmacists, hire a Saint-Fleuve Imperial Pharmacist. Otherwise, please specify a pharmacy that sells generic medicines."

Pharmacy operations in the New Continent are difficult to reach because of the distance, so I would like a trusted pharmacist to handle the medicine appropriately. Although not limited to the New Continent, Pharma hopes to do so for related pharmacies that operate in secluded areas.

"Of course, as advised by Master Pharma. By the way, Master Majoraine might be able to help you a little bit.”

That's comforting, isn't it?

It seems that the pharmacist Marjoraine often comes to the New World and returns with herbs.

"If you have any questions, or any cases that are out of your control, please contact me by wire transfer."

Intercontinental communication has been sufficiently developed over the past four years.

"Yes, I made several inquiries to the pharmacy head office in another world the other day."

"I'm glad about that. The pharmacist who is not me handled it, right? I don't want to shy away."

“And Professor Casper is advising us.”

"How's Professor Casper?"

Farma narrows her eyes when she hears her nostalgic name.

Professor Casper travels to the New World in search of unknown medicinal microorganisms, assumes the role of director of the Institute of Microbiological Medicine, and moves his research base to the New World.

Many of her isolated antimicrobials have been mass-produced, commercialized, and disseminated to pharmacies and pharmacies around the world.

She became a commoner, but she was unlikely to lose her job.

"Yes, I saw you at our shop today." They found a new actinomycete. We're going to be investigating the wetlands today. ”

“It's all about it. Please say hello to Professor Casper."

I haven't seen her for a while, but I think of Farma and her frivolous tales and faces.

“Why doesn't Master Pharma see Professor Casper?”

“I can meet with Professor Casper, but I can't go to the microbiology lab myself.”

"Huh...?"

Apparently, Hanon bowed his neck wondering whether he was good enough to recommend a visit.

Since Pharma passively develops sterile sanctuaries to retrieve pathogens such as airborne bacteria and viruses, trying to get close to Professor Casper's lab will uproot and destroy the useful bacteria she is cultivating.... which is hardly known to anyone. Also, I can't get very close to the bakery due to the same circumstances.

"Um, well, I thought you might be busy."

It is always cut through in such a deceptive way.

Huh, that kind of thing.

Hanon seemed to agree.

In any case, Pharma believes that trust between the Imperials and the local people has been built to a certain extent by handling reliable medicines.

Master Pharma, I'd like to come in and talk to you.

What is it?

"I wonder if you can bring home a live medicinal plant from the continent." I wish I could bring back that wonderful medicinal plant from the herb garden at San Fleuve and plant it. Given the plant quarantine and painful long voyages, it is best to bring back the seeds and bulbs. I know, but... if you grow it from seeds, it takes a lot of time to harvest it, and even if you take it home, it doesn't germinate. "

"If you ask me, that's right. I want to carry vegetables and fruit trees, too."

Chemosynthetic drugs were exported to support medical care in the new continent, and pharmacists were not inconvenienced, so they did not know that there was such a demand. Farma didn't have enough imagination.

“However, if you carry raw plants potted, they will die from the sea water and the sea breeze, and if you don't get sunlight on the deck, they will die from the lack of sunlight.”

It seems that Hanon has tried several times, and he has dropped his shoulder saying that he has failed.

"... if that's the case, then there's a good way."

Farma remembered and began to write the blueprints.

"Is that a glass box...?"

Pharma drew the blueprint for the Ward box, invented in 1829 by an English doctor, Dr. Ward. In this small greenhouse for transport, now known as the Terrarium, Dr. Ward sends ferns from London to Sydney, but has been able to transport plants safely without water for eight months.

Place germinated seedlings and sufficient soil in a sealed glass box and spray with water. Beware of pest infestation.

Farma showed Hanon a simple blueprint and a note of caution that she wrote down in about three minutes.

"Eh, can you carry it with this?" What about watering? What about fertilizer? "

Hanon doesn't hide his expressions of half-heartedness.

“We don't need more if we put it in first. Keep in moderate sunlight, not in direct sunlight during the day. During the day, moisture is evaporated from the leaves and soil, and the inside of the glass box is filled with humidity. At night, the glass cools down and the water vapour inside the glass box condenses, passing through the sides and being absorbed by the soil. Therefore, watering is not necessary. Bacteria decompose dead plants to make fertilizer. In this glass container, we create an ecosystem."

There must have been hobbyists on Earth who kept that state for decades without touching it at all.

"Huh! I'd like to give it a try." You've done a great job. ”

"I wish I could help you." Then, please thoroughly protect your plants when entering and leaving the country. "

Farma worked with him to create a prototype.

“Is it really this easy to carry?”

“I think so. Please try it ashore before you suddenly carry it.”

Pharma was careful not to carry foreign organisms that were harmful to pests and plants.

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Pharma left the East Coast Pharmacy and inspected the first zoned settlement before showing his face to Mélene's central government agency.

Mélene appears in her underwear suit in the reception room as she asks her mighty magicians to meet with her.

"Oh, well done, Pharma." Today is a private meeting. "

Currently, Mélène is estimated to be between the ages of 17 and 18, and there are not many images of the girl at that time.

The tone is courageous, but his standing as the chairman of the East Coast Federation is calm.

“I'm going to make a private visit. I was wondering if there was anything I needed help with."

"There's nothing there." You're doing better than that, aren't you? ”

Except for the case.

Mélene recalls Farma's problems and sighs deeply.

"We have no choice but to be able to do that." There's nothing you can do, isn't there? "

"Probably. Though I struggle to get to the end." I'm trying to find out where the Grave Guard is right now. "

"Farma, that's fine." Don't worry too much. No one can hold you responsible for what you're trying to do. ”

Mélène talks like a Pharma.

“We get safe water, we don't suffer from disease, and we benefit from a convenient and prosperous life. I owe it to you, not to anyone. And the evil spirits have disappeared from your continent, so that you can sleep well at night. Both worlds got better. No mistake, that's fine."

"... that would be nice"

Mélène's words echoed heavily in her chest.

I wonder if they were saved by contacting the Melenes.

Would you really accept letting go of the witchcraft that protected them?

Whether you think about it or not, I don't think it's the best thing to do.

“You've been asking yourself, if it weren't for you, someone would have done it better.”

Mélène sees Farma with straight eyes that seem to see through Farma's heart.

"I think so."

"At least you're better than me, and you're better at everything. That's why I entrusted Rutareka to you."

"Thank you. I'll do as much as I can."

Farma returns calmly, but with a confident voice, so as not to discourage her.

You can help people so desperately, but it's hard for you to help yourself.

Mélène tears slightly and rests her hands gently on Pharma's shoulders.

It's easy to live without looking at yourself, just tell them you're dead.

Because it doesn't get so pessimistic, it's like air.

But he's not dead yet.

Earth's Yakutani is alive, and so is Pharma de Medici.

And the two states, the state of survival, overlap in myriad possibilities.

Because there is no objective reality in the world of quantum mechanics, it is only a superposition of all possibilities, so even the result of the impossibility of coexistence can be established at the same time.

Now it's time to take back your own life, being left in the midst of myriad possibilities.

"Don't think about a happy ending without you."

Mélène folded into Pharma in a powerful tone.

If there's a happy ending, there's a dead self there.