Parallel World Pharmacy

"We are convening 1999 out of 200 newly recruited factory workers, as planned"

Adam showed Farma, who was visiting a factory in Marseille territory, a roster of newly recruited factory workers. One is a worker who was ill and could not come.

The breakdown of workers is said to be 80% male and 20% female.

By position, it is clerical, technical and manufacturing. I mean, the average factory worker.

Production management positions are supposed to turn personnel from first-class pharmacists recruited and educated by Pharma in Imperial Capital or from Imperial Pharmaceutical Schools because of the need for pharmaceutical knowledge.

"Thank you, you've gathered well"

"Farma, you're the only employer who employs so many people at once. Something you can't normally hire."

Ellen admires Pharma's opulence and financial strength.

"I don't know, but Master Pharma is amazing"

Lotte respects that there is nothing impossible about what Pharma has decided to do. Lotte's reactions are exaggerated, but she's serious.

"I meant a healthy person who could read and write calculations, so I did what I wanted. They are all excellent workers. Some technicians have know-how in wine factories."

Explain as Adam shows the roster.

Recruitment was made on Marseille territory and the application appears to have arrived because the wages are good. Adam did the aptitude test and said he squeezed it pretty tight with tough eyes.

"I'll go say hello to everyone."

Adam guided Pharma and others to a brand new auditorium where new recruits gathered, where the voices of a deliberate large crowd were heard. The auditorium is about the size of an elementary school gymnasium, with workshops, morning and final ceremonies, meetings, and more.

"We have a founder"

When Adam opened the door with such a glimpse, the auditorium quieted down.

The stage was provided in front of the auditorium, so Adam takes Pharma and Ellen to the stage, and makes a brief introduction. Lotte and Cedric are watching them behind the auditorium because they are not pharmacists.

"Here you are, Mr. Farma de Medicis, owner of a different world pharmacy and court pharmacist, founder of the plant, and Mr. Eleonor Bonufois, a first-class pharmacist at the same pharmacy."

To Adam's introduction, Ellen also takes a little distance from Pharma to make a meeting.

"Regards"

Pharma also gave them a meeting.

(Hmm? What's this feeling)

Pharma feels a deliberate, worthy gaze and air. They are talented people with quite a bit of education and passing Adam's exams, not ignorant workers. That's a lot of pride.

I heard a far-fetched word that it wasn't a child.

I'm sure Adam will find you, but I don't know who said it.

(Well, he's a kid.)

Naturally, the strong mental Pharma doesn't care at all what they say.

Because my appearance is a child, I take it for granted that I am underestimated.

Adam must have been scorning his husband and being a dick, even though he was a child, coughing really loudly.

"Beginning next year, Farma has decided to become a professor at the Imperial School of Medicine."

With a good smile, he said so to those who heard disrespectful words.

Adam was apparently less resistant to incitement.

The workers calmed down when they heard it and shut their mouths.

A university professor is one of the finest honorary positions in the knowledge class (Intelli). No matter how much the Son of the Honorable Lord or how much he has backed up, he will not be able to take office without his performance and ability.

It turns into an air of whether he was a real genius boy who admitted not only his form but also his school of medicine.

Not a single one questioned Pharma's qualities.

Everybody's weak on titles.

"Uh, I gave you an introduction, Farma, the owner of a different world pharmacy."

Feeling somewhat of a stimulus, when Pharma tries to say hello again,

"Medicine, God!

A voice containing surprises suddenly rose from a group.

"Wow!?

Pharma screams unexpectedly when she hears that. Seeing those who spoke up, the villagers of the village of Estaak had been recruited. Someone noticed and made a scene, and everyone seemed to notice.

When I visited Estaak village, Farma hid her appearance because she was wearing a mask, but she found out because she spoke out.

As it was, they pushed to the top of the stage, a momentum that seemed likely to lift Pharma to his torso.

"Why are you all here to make money out of Estaak Village!? It's a long way from here!

Pharma's impatience is extreme here.

"Since the day you healed the black death from the drug God, I've found out the importance of medicine, and it depends on my desire to make a social contribution through pharmaceuticals"

One of the villagers is making his nose rough.

It seems that the push of black death on the village resulted in a reform of awareness of public health.

Nevertheless, the village of Estaak is a fishing village, so I hope that the fishing industry, which is the main industry, will not be missed because it comes too far to earn money.

"Hey, I didn't know you'd meet the drug god again! Shake hands, please!

"Idiot, shaking hands is horrible!

"It's an odd encounter. Um, are you planning on making Black Death pills at this factory?

They gathered in front of the altar to say hello. They began to listen aloud to Pharma's achievements, so did the villagers around the port of Marseille, what, what.

"No, hey, don't. Let me say hello first, that sort of thing later."

Ellen smiles with a raw, warm smile at Pharma, who is sparked by the enthusiasm of the people in Estaak Village. Cedric smiled calmly, Lotte still had no idea what it meant, the conversation was only partially audible, and he looked over with his fingers.

"Come to my village of Estaak, hastily made a golden statue. I was hoping you'd like it."

Pharma to them inviting them with a full grin,

(I've already seen that)

I couldn't say.

"Hey, Estaak Village guys. What do you mean, God of Medicine? Why are you calling the owner that? What kind of name is that?

A local worker who doesn't know what's going on asks.

"No, listen to me. Actually!

"Here's the thing!

And because of their faces in the village of Estaak, Pharma's character was instantly scattered. It's true that no door can stand in a person's mouth, Farma got a headache.

"That's why you saved me from black death."

"Look at these goods! Fine."

The people of the village of Estaak show Pharma the goods and the dots. The gold god statue became miniature and characterised, and everyone had it.

"What is it!

One, please, and those who stretch their hands hard against Pharma who grabbed the charm.

"It's a medicine god charm. This is what sold it."

The villagers made a lot of idol charms as amulets to put on bags and necklaces. Pharma's jaw nearly came off. Whatever it is, it seems to be starting mass production.

"Please don't do this. That's what I'm saying!

The village of Estaak seems to have begun its journey from the village with the legend of the medicine god.

"This is crazy! Align in numerical order!

By the way, Adam lined them up like they were originals, redoing them.

"I'm just a proprietor, and it's a total mistake that I'm a drug god, etc., so please don't get me wrong"

It's going to be a hassle, so let's deny it as clearly as we can at first, Farma thinks.

The tail is in a lot of trouble because it is so annoying. Although the villagers of Estaak were not convinced.

Farma rethinks and greets, sets out the corporate philosophy, and sets out a long lesson. Farma's greeting was long because he was overflowing with enthusiasm for pharmacy, too polite, and would not break any ends. If it were a summer greeting in the open, one or two fallen workers would have come out. If there is a talent ranking that is not suitable for elementary school principals, it must devour quite a bit to the top, so much so that the students whispered about that in their previous lives.

"So otherworldpharmacies protect the lives of people around the world through drug discovery"

It must have been a long story, Ellen was rubbing her eyes, too.

And Pharma, who saw it, began to stretch and sleep, in order to lift the eyes of the untouchable workers.

"How are you? - Huh!

And I tried shouting out loud.

Yes, the powerful voice returned from the workers.

"So, are you healthy - Huh!?

Yes, and just as loud as earlier.

"I am healthy!

Pharma put his hand on his chest and assured him.

"Then I will ask you. Raise your hand if you think you're healthy."

In a one-way reply, everyone, as always, gained momentum and raised their hands.

"Great! I get it!

Farma looked over at all about 200 workers. While activating the eye. All workers bear name tags with staff numbers and names.

When Pharma stared at them, he began to write down the number with fury on a large piece of paper, which, in the main, was affixed to the bulletin board on the stage.

"What number?

"Game, I guess."

He might be a good grader.

"Maybe a supervisor candidate. Do you have a raise?

The workers spread the optimistic delusions of thoughts as they neck each other. When Pharma finished writing the number, she stood trying to carry the bulletin board.

"Yes, then anyone with a number here should come forward"

Workers compare employee numbers to blackboard numbers, and conforming ones are put forward.

"Hit me, I fell!

"Pass!

Farma insists that it's not the student's acceptance announcement.

"Now the person who asked me to come forward is the one who has a healthy body"

"What!?

They groan. Only less than 30% came forward.

Let Pharma say that the vast majority are not healthy. All the workers had quite a few health problems. The smaller areas range from tooth decay to lifestyle disease.

The workers who could not get out before blued.

"Such an idiot, I'm healthy! There's nothing wrong with anything!

Farma looks down calmly at the man who protested with all the momentum.

"You have hepatitis, your liver is inflamed"

Pissy, Pharma tells the brutal facts.

The liver is an organ of silence. I'm not aware of the progression of the medical condition.

"What is a liver?

man asked. Pharma wonders about the challenges ahead if we have to start by teaching workers basic anatomy, physiology, pharmacy and other knowledge at all costs. After carefully explaining to the man what a hepatitis is,

"In this way, even if you think you're healthy yourself, the disease is something you sneak up on before you know it. So don't neglect your efforts every day to know how your body is and try to be healthy. In time, why don't you join me in creating a medicine that will save your patients"

Pharma concluded her greeting.

Keeping everyone healthy was homework by the start of the operation quickly.

"Let it be."

It's just getting more and more moody, changing their mood.

Everybody out of the auditorium, Farma says, so they go out in order of staff numbers.

"Nice weather, relax"

Pharma speaks to them, returns to the carriage and returns with Adam with his luggage.

He rubbed it in the mansion and took out the crate he had been preparing.

"Mr. Farma, what is it?

"This is Caméra."

"What's that?

Ellen asked the same thing again.

"It's a way to photograph the landscape of this world on paper."

Pharma showed Ellen and Lotte and Cedric a small piece of paper. It's a self-portrait of Pharma's selfie taken for a try. It is a full grin at the window. It was a black and white picture.

"Is this a painting?

Even though it's black and white, Lotte creeps me out about what a good painter he is. And I'm surprised there's no after the brush on it.

"It's not a picture, it's a picture"

"What?"

Pharma briefly explains the principles of photography.

What he hired was a pinhole camera. Set a photo dry plate of glass inside a box filled black and filled with needle holes in a box that is completely free of light. On the photographic dryboard, the glass is coated with a mixture of photosensitive materials, including potassium bromide and silver nitrate, with gelatin.

"Well, if that's what you were building, why didn't you shoot us?"

Ellen asks Pharma jokingly.

"No, that. I didn't know if it would work, and since I'm in good shape today, I was wondering if I could get a beautiful picture. So let's take a picture. I like it here."

From the front of the factory, Pharma chose a place with a panoramic view of the factory.

When the location is determined, the distance between the various locations is measured to attach the crate to the tripod stand. Farma divided about 200 factory workers into five groups each of forty. When the workers are wondering what to do, ten people from the first group are lined up in four rows at a time.

"The front row sits on the ground. Two middle rows, middle waist, back row, please remain standing."

Pharma stands around the crate and gives them instructions looking at the whole thing.

Estimate exposure time from sunlight. The pinhole has a low exposure amount, but the photo drying plate has good light sensitivity, so the exposure time is fine for a few seconds.

"From now on, we'll take a group photo of each group. Look at this box and don't move for the specified number of seconds"

It's what they told me not to move, so their faces get tight.

I left exposure and shooting to Adam, and Pharma, Ellen, Lotte and Cedric subsided in the center of the screen.

"Everybody, smile"

It became a somewhat unnatural way of photographing, but I could still take pictures. I don't have a lot of photo dryboards available, so two at a time. If it moves, there will be no redoing.

Sounds like it, I could take a group photo. They finished filming all the groups safely.

"Thank you. So this is dissolution."

Pharma asks Adam to distribute the curing training of the different world pharmacy versions copied in the copier.

"Read the material carefully"

The people diagnosed with the disease will be checked and treated again later, so they said to wait for a call and instructions from Adam and disbanded.

When the worker receives a new staff card from Adam, he returns home in three ways.

Lotte and Cedric help Pharma clean up the photos as they are surrounded by villagers in the village of Estaak.

"I just got a shot. Show me! I wonder how it looks."

Ellen asks Pharma.

"Looking forward to it!

Lotte is excited. Everyone seemed to wonder what the condition was because it showed up posing as a crate opponent.

"I don't see it yet, I need to develop it."

Ellen falls back on Pharma, who explains the work to come.

"Farma, in addition to that work called Genzo, I don't know how to examine a lot of workers. You've got more work to do, all right?

How can this always happen while Ellen smiles bitterly, laments.

"Health care for workers is necessary, because factory workers get hit with every factory product when they have an infection. Besides, if we don't take pictures of our employees, we won't know who our workers are when the suspicious come in."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"You've got a picture."

Pharma seemed to cut off one group photo at a time and issue a photo ID. The factory deals with many poisons and flammables. You can't allow a suspicious person to break in. Security had to be thorough.

When the Pharmas are interacting like that,

"Long time no see, drug god"

A voice I had heard somewhere struck Pharma in the ear.

It's Chiara, the goddess of fire. She was a cleric who put me on a horse when I was leaving the village of Estaak for the Imperial Capital and turned me over food to Pharma.

"Ah, Mr. Chiara. Thank you for your help."

"No, no, not at all"

As Pharma lowered her head with a pepper, Chiara lowered her head like a cometsukibata.

"I didn't expect to see you here. Aren't you a cleric?"

Pharma is happy to reunite, while at the same time worrying extra that she fired the cleric, etc.

"Like the people of the village of Estaak, I applied to the workers because I wanted to train in a pharmaceutical factory. Oh, I don't need a salary because I will be training and studying, I will serve you"

Chiara is a medical cleric, originally a charitable service at the institution.

Medical clerics don't mean they have special skills in healing abilities, but I'm glad to call them nursing jobs. He said he wasn't fired because he was trained with the permission of the Temple.

"Training!

"Oh, Farma, do you know him?

Ellen pinched her mouth.

Ellen seems strange because Chiara is too awed.

"Ah, Mr. Chiara, you're a cleric of fire attributes, aren't you?"

"Yes, sir."

Chiara puts her hands on her chest.

"Are there other medical clerics here?

Medical clerics of all attributes are said to be coming to train.

"That's good! I need you to help me with some magic tricks."

Pharma flashed.

He said that with divine use, the pharmaceutical process would progress considerably and cost savings would likely be achieved.

The divine use of fire will also be able to heat and sterilize the raw drug, the divine use of wind will be responsible for drying the drug, the divine use of water will be cooled by cooling the water and passing it through the pipe, or the product will be stored at low temperatures with the divine art of ice. Farma has never had the idea of using divinity in the pharmaceutical process, but if you think about it, it's a world of divinity.

They can compensate for the shortcomings of a pre-modern plant without electricity.

"Yes, we'd love to help you"

Chiara seemed happy.

"Best regards, Expand the hiring boundaries for divine artists so they can shift."

A few days later, a large black and white collective photograph showing all the staff was posted on the doorstep of the Merseil plant of the different world pharmacy,

Factory workers received an ID with a picture of themselves and said they were very proud of their family.

"Photography is fun, Master Eleonor!

"It's exciting that you don't know until you've developed it."

"Farma, I wish you'd taken more, too. Because he's a beautiful boy."

"I don't like photos."

"Uh, even though I'm an inventor!?

Ellen and Lotte liked the camera so much, they changed their pose, changed their location, shot it, and took tons of pictures. Cedric said his photography arm improved considerably, either because he was attached to the shooting as he did every day. But although it's good to have taken it, I can't develop it in time. You thought you couldn't let Pharma go through the trouble of developing them, they mastered the development technique and started printing at best.

At all times, Farma is impressed that women like to take selfies.

I thought you could do the world's first photo album.

I wonder if some people would buy it if it was already combined with a copy board and sold it as a photo magazine. When Pharma suggests, laughing along with such a joke, in too much accumulation of pictures of the two of them.

"Before that, isn't that a photo album of His Majesty?

To Ellen's words, Pharma turned blue.

"Ah."

"You forgot? I'm afraid many of them will be photographed before His Majesty."

"He said I haven't forgotten about His Majesty!

It was Pharma who remembered his liver if he did not give the camera to the Empress when he returned from Marseil.