The Economics of Prophecy

"Dear Ricardo Vinder? is it"

The village chief compared the reference I gave him to my face several times. The letter of introduction says I am the developer of beekeeping. 16 There will be a gap with those children. The villagers we're sending from Leiria are basically shutting me down.

It's about being delegated by the lord, and let's push it here.

"You were talking about a lot of bees dying, especially only in the nest box you set up on the east side of the village. I'm sure you didn't say anything about the honey you picked there."

"Yes, just before you give me instructions, the..., the village kid. No, nothing went wrong. I just licked it on my finger. I'm still pimping today."

The village chief said that the rash looked bad. There seems to be no poison that works in small doses at least. Just a little relief, but the long-term impact needs to be considered. It's about safety, we have to go as carefully as we can.

"So is it possible to solve it? As a village, I was counting on this business."

"Even at worst, we will introduce plants that are a source of honey"

If you're a renge, you grow up as soon as you sow it. during the testing phase, even if it stretches, half of the costs involved shall be borne; For the rest too, repayment is good in kind after the full production of honey begins. I explained that this condition remains the same.

"So be sure to report any anomalies accurately in the future"

"Okay."

The village chief nodded loudly with an apparently reassuring face. It's hard to get people to work on new things without these guarantees. A risk-sharing attitude is important.

More importantly, it would suck if they hid inconvenient information. This trip means more than simply putting honey production on track.

"Well, I'll have a bee-eater and show you the dead animals"

Guided by the village chief was a relatively large house in the village as well. It is said to be the residence of a villager seconded by Leiria. I see. So it's true what you expect.

"Uh, sure, what's his name..."

In my heart, I rebut the information of the person I will meet now. Pedro is the third son of a farmer in the village of Leiria. He's the first weirdo to volunteer for a mission away from the village.

They were patrolling the nest until just now. Good response, it would be hard if there were any abnormalities at all, and it would be effective in quelling the anxiety of the villagers.

"Dear Ricardo, This is it."

Next to the house, shown in what was a barn, was the carcass of a bird about the size of a dove. He was dead a few moments away from the hive. It has even been confirmed that he broke his stomach and found a bee carcass. Let's do it.

"You're just a bird. Are the other animals not dead? Frogs, lizards,... rats."

"All they found were bird carcasses. Actually, the dog I had in the village grabbed the dead bird, but it looks like you were fine."

It's valuable information. Does it affect bees and birds, and not mammals? No, it might just be ineffective. It is also of concern that damage has been done to a very different species: bees and birds.

"That was helpful. Let's actually see the nest tomorrow."

I have a lot to think about, but I was impressed with Pedro's response, which was firmer than I expected.

The room provided is on the second floor of the village chief's residence. I would say VIP treatment.

"If the dog and man, and the child, were safe, wouldn't you worry so much...... However, I still care about the combination of bees and birds. Sure, there must have been pesticides like that."

I crushed it while lying on a bed covered with cloth on the straw.

Was it a fencion? It is widely toxic to animals, from insects to mammals, but I remember it worked particularly strongly on bees and birds. I don't think there is one in this world itself. But producing poison to prevent plants from being eaten by animals is a common story.

It is possible that some chemical, so-called alkaloids, followed the bee and bird and food chain from the plant. The bees are all the more so given that by their very nature they collect flower nectar that blooms in the same place.

Just in case a chemical resembles fenthion, it's harmful to people. I've heard that some people use it to commit suicide with nervous system poison.

"And the problem is strength."

The question whether a substance is toxic in the strict sense of the word is pointless.

In extreme terms, all substances that you incorporate into your body, including food, are poisonous. Carbon dioxide is a poisonous gas that chokes humans, but it contains a certain amount in the atmosphere. Coppies of water are famous. Because spices are a warning that you can't eat that stimulation.

So a poison is a combination of the effect per unit amount and how much concentration it is present.

There are no shards that you intend to try, but it is likely that you will not die if you dilute the lethal amount of poison a hundred times and continue drinking it once a day, a year. Of course, you can't be alarmed because there are some types of chemicals that are not processed and accumulate in the body, and there are examples of overdose for decades like salt that lead to the first serious illness.

"Speaking of which. How's life here?"

The next morning I asked as I headed to the hive in question.

"Ha, that story sounds like a boy after a day"

Pedro laughed funny.

"No, to be honest, it suits you more sexually than farming. Well, my liver got a little cold about this one. Mostly when I heard about the boy flying in here."

"No, you have to be wary of something different there."

Unlike me, he is still foreign to this village, even if he has a high level of skill in listening to recent developments on the heels of conversation. If we talk about spreading the poison, it's not weird to get slapped.

When I approached the nest box, I put protective clothing on my head, simply a triple layer of netting. It followed Pedro. It's pretty heavy when it's yarnmaking technology in this world. Should I use something slightly thinner and finer just for the eye area? Let's think about it later.

"It's this hive."

I see you're dead.

There are about ten bees falling in front of the hive. One of them is still cramped with a tingle. A dead bee in a nest should be dumped outside. It is certainly high if it is about the number of deaths a day, but is it a small percentage of the entire nest? Should we be happy with the limiting, even if it is poisonous, or should we worry about the difficulty of analysis?

"Well, first, let's find out what's the difference between this dead bee and this living bee."

I say, Pedro netted the entrance to the nest box with a familiar hand and caught about ten bees returning. I started to observe when I took out the magnifying glass I borrowed from Fulsey, which, by the way, was super fancy.

"That doesn't change anything...... I've always seen bees. What do you think from your eyes?"

I gave him the magnifying glass.

"Right, so it doesn't make a difference in my eyes either............, no wait"

Pedro pointed to the foot of the dying bee that was cramping.

"Isn't the color weird here?

"Really? Nothing to me............ No, it's definitely a little different."

I stared at the dead bee. The bee has pollen dough on his feet. Living bees are usually yellow dough. The bee's is slightly blue yellow. It's a level I wouldn't notice if I didn't look carefully. As a result of co-evolution with mediated insects, pollen should be mostly yellow, not plant, so this is unusual.

Just then, a single bee trying to get back into the hive fell to the ground. I brought it under the magnifying glass. Again, there are shade differences.

"Yes, honey isn't the only thing bees get from plants, so is pollen."

I remember Trikabuto. It is famous as a poison in the epoch, but it is poisonous to the whole plant, even pollen. The honey mixed with the pollen is poisonous.

"Is it pollen?

Pedro snapped his neck.

"For bees, honey is bread, pollen is like meat."

By contrast, Shirako may be more correct. By the way, in the original world, it was called Beepolen and sold as a healthy food. I don't know the effect.

"However, if so... Can you see inside the hive?

Copy that.

Pedro removed part of the outer frame of the nest box with a familiar hand, inside lined with wooden frames. The idea of this wooden frame is what modern beekeeping needs, but let's leave it at that. I stared into the hexagonal hole.

"I knew it. larvae are dead in this compartment and in this compartment"

Larvae grow up eating pollen. If pollen causes it, it takes more damage from poison than adults. Of course, many things work only for adults, depending on the type of poison, but this doesn't seem to be the type.

"So pollen of this color is poisonous."

"Yep. Later, it's where this pollen comes from... but this hive alone means that the bee is dead, and that plant should only be here. Is there anything special about the surrounding terrain…"

"Hmm, if you say it's different from other places, does that mean there's a small shrub over there"

"Let's go"

The shrub was intertwined with snail plants and wore purple flowers. My legs stop for a moment at the toxic colors.

Even the tricabuts would be harmless just because they approached the flowers. Or if it's that powerful, it's not strange that birds die around it. Even if pollen was responsible, dead birds ate large amounts of pollen from bees at once.

I'm wearing gloves and I'll be fine. I'll chip the mistletoe from the back of the five petals. When I took out the blank paper, I pressed it. Yellow pollen sticks. Seen with magnifying glass, it is faintly blue.

"I'm pretty sure. Let's actually feed the birds. Help me collect the pollen. And then I'll take a bottle of this grass home."

"Do you collect poison, ha"

Pedro looked nasty, but he helped me out properly.

"I knew it."

"Is it a hit"

the next day, where he had placed the breadcrumbs sprinkled with pollen to make sure the bird was dead

"Does this mean that the honey of this hay bee is not dead in the nest box is safe"

"Yes, now we have the criteria."

In fact, even that honey in the nest box would contain a very small amount of poison. That might be the level where too much salt is more harmful.

But I can't stop thinking about fencing while I'm worried about it. I want to do all I can when it comes to safety management. In this world of slow transmission of information, once the story spreads about poison, it will take time on a ten-year basis to overturn it.

Pedro explains to the village chief that he will not install a nesting box for those with shrubs, and that if many bees are dead, he can resume beekeeping by checking the colour of the pollen dough.

"Oh, is that grass, I've heard from my grandfather that it has the effect of birding," further confirmation was obtained in the words of the village chief.

"You cleared it up faster than I thought."

After the village chief banged Pedro on the shoulder and then left, I said.

"Damn, I admire your wisdom."

"No, thanks to Pedro, who's getting into the bees enough to find that slight difference in color."

Besides, I was lucky this time. Because there was an easy standard to understand the color of pollen.

Still, as far as the relationship with the village chief was concerned earlier, Pedro might have gotten to the answer one of these days. It's a reliable story.

"I'll have to offer you a special bonus when I confirm the resolution."

"Oh no, I got you on purpose..."

Don't you need to earn enough to have a home?

"No, haha..."

I seem to be close to one of my village daughters. I made fun of Pedro.

"You don't have to worry about it. Because it's important to the Chamber of Commerce."

Of course it is important that Pedro's own handles are made into an organization that he does not hide when he discovers dangerous signs. It's such an example that I want you to continue as a legend in beekeeping.

"Later, just in case, I'll take a bottle of this grass home and check it out in Wang Du"

"Look, boy, it's more cohesive"

Pedro laughed. Simply having knowledge of a different world, if you don't know the poison that works specifically for bees and birds, chances are you don't even care.

If you work with Fulsey and Dulcan, you might find out something. Turn it upside down and develop the world's first pesticide.