The Economics of Prophecy

On a thick table lay a round of flowers lived in the water.

A laboratory rarely accompanied by colour. But there's no balance between an old man, a gymnast, and a man named me. In the first place, those flowers are also experimental material.

It's just a purple flower in my eyes, but I guess the person I see will look faintly glowing.

I've seen it in the original world, I imagined a genetically modified plant emitting green fluorescence. Speaking of which, green fluorescent protein (GFP) was a big discovery for the Japanese. Visualize certain proteins and cells that are among living organisms. It was a revolution in biology.

What we're going to do today is close to that, but it's not that complicated of a technology, one way or another, close to experimenting with letting flowers smoke water mixed with elementary school ink? Strong and hard to say, it's a pharmacokinetic test using experimental animals.

"Let me do something funny again. You don't know how precious the Demon Crystal is, even though it's a shard."

Fulsey said as she made a sound with the caracallas and rocked the water drain. No. A wise man is a convenient title.

"Again, you helped me with the Norinoli."

"Well, I just happened to feel like it."

Fulsey laughed bitterly when I said it.

"... the wise man is helping you."

Dalgan said softly.

"No, no, because I'm just saying I don't have any hands or feet. Look, it's called industrial and academic collaboration."

From the edge, it looks like I'm using teachers and seniors. It's a very bad sight to keep.

"The unraveling of translations, the use of words. Good. The birds are ready."

"For the flowers, put them in water with shards of Demonic Crystal. On the third day, it's time to stain them."

They saw me. Experimental starts.

"First, make sure the pollen is marked with magic."

I took the majesty out of the purple flowers I received from Fulsey and dropped the pollen on the black paper that reacted to the magic. Wait a while, except for the pollen, the place where the pollen was was white and sensitive.

"Sounds fine."

"Kuku, if it's not the sensitivity of Non's special paper, it's a very good experiment."

Fulsey strained her chest. Exactly, the sensitivity of a full-sea magic reaction paper is on a normal single-digit scale, without which it would not capture such lukewarm magic. D'Argan puts his neck up.

"I heard you say pollen is poisonous, but what do you know about it?"

"Yeah, right. What I want to know is if this pollen poison affects my nerves."

Let them suck the magic and mark the pollen. If you give it to a bird, you'll know where the poison is carried in your body by pursuing magic. It is the same principle that animals are administered drugs marked with radioisotopes to know the trends in the body by radiation.

"Oh, it's a way I've never heard of it. You can't say magic."

"Don't worry. This is the first time I've heard of Non. As always, where does it come from..."

Fulsey slaps his temples all over the place, but it's obvious that the color of his eyes has changed since then.

"I'll tell you one thing, it's not a demon tree or anything grass. The magic will fall out soon."

"I think you'll be fine if you hold it for two or three hours."

Don't be dead.

Fulsey got a bird about the size of a pollen-eating quail. I don't feel very good about poisoning small animals, but I can't help it.

"Please, Senior Dulgan."

"... oh, I'll take care of it"

Dalgan's complexion isn't very good either. I suppose it's natural because they poisoned my product, which is food. I feel sorry for that, too. But neither I nor Fulsey have the skill to judge birds. Dalgan pulled out the blade for demolition he brought.

Various organs are removed from the little bird in a flowing motion so that the front of the plate will judge the fish. On thin glass, the various organs were placed as much as possible in the same arrangement as the original, and it was placed on black paper. All we have to do is wait.

Based on the pollen reaction earlier, it won't take that long.

"... that's crazy"

When I saw the results, I snapped my neck. It is natural for the digestive tract to glow. But the pollen stayed in my stomach. Digestion hasn't progressed yet. Then why did he die? Like calcium blue acid, do you mean reacting to stomach acids and being toxic......

"It wasn't this little organ that lit up the other place. There seem to be some, but what is this..."

Fulsey snapped her neck. The black paper shows several or six white drains like balloons before they swell.

"Oh, there's no point in not knowing. This is like a bag attached to my lungs when I said" yesterday ". It doesn't taste good."

Dargan said only from the butcher's point of view. Oh, is this the airbag? This is the first time I've seen it. It doesn't exist in mammals in any way. The trachea and esophagus are connected, but that's why if food enters the lungs so easily, the bird chokes. After all, does it work as a gas once it reaches your stomach like a calcium blue acid?

No, pollen is originally powder enough to fly in the wind. Hmmm......

"In the end, the nervous system has no response."

I was relieved to make sure my brain and underneath my spine were black.

"Excuse me, senior. Makes me do some disgusting work."

I told Dulgan I was washing the blood on my hands. My complexion still feels slightly blue. I always wondered why I was feeling better.

"No, my God. Was it more useful than that?"

"Yeah, I figured out the pollen poison works, so my worries disappeared."

If it is a fencion, it inhibits the functioning of the nervous system. But as far as this result is concerned, there is a battle attached before the nerves are hit.

"Ma, I'm used to seeing bird bodies. Well, it's been a long time since I've gotten my hands on myself... I just remembered something a little nasty."

"Are you nasty?"

"Oh, he was eight, or the first time he tightened the bird,"

The trace of the Chamber of Commerce dealing with meat won't make it impossible to kill animals, but it's quite a Spartan education.

"Well, sometimes you say you were a hungry ghost, and don't get me wrong, I ended up strangling you and killing you before you used the blade. The way this bird dies is just like that."

"I see."

The airbag is like a pump attached to your lungs. The poison also killed him by suffocation.

"I've waited a long time, but there's no response to your brain or spine."

Fulsey said.

"Thank you. Thanks to you, I was able to confirm that."

That's it. Once the cause of the bird's death was known. I can't prove it's not toxic to humans, but it'll probably be fine.

"We'll hurry as much as we can to trade honey. As much as I'll use for the prototype there, I'll deliver it tomorrow. The price is to say thank you for this time. Do you have a curator?"

"Well, the knowledge of using magic like this is not enough."

Knowledge is valuable, but I can't do it, so it doesn't hurt to let the curator know. It's just an application, not a technology I thought of myself.

"You're not fat, Vinder. All right, let's make it dinner."

A fully recovered Dalgan ran to his own luggage. Remove the wrap and place it on a desk where there were bird carcasses earlier. When I opened the wrap, it smelled fragrant. Hey, this is...

"Yakitori..."

"Hmmm..."

We roared when we saw the meat stabbed on a skewer wrapped in a leaf like a satin.

"This is how you get hurt in a butcher's shop."

Dalgan flaunted the skewer. I see. Reverse therapy? Me and Fulsey reached for the meat, too, to be pushed by the momentum.

"Yeah, well, it's delicious."

I thought you might not want to see meat for a day or so today, but the reaction to animals, food, doesn't disappear for the humans in question either. My stomach feels a little upset.

"I'm gonna want some booze."

Fulsey said. Am I the weakest person in the end...

"Ricardo. I heard it was here...... Hiya, what is this..."

Alfina, who came all the way in from the library, held her mouth when she saw the lab tragedy. From behind her came Claudia and Maria, as well as Meer.

What the women saw were three men eating roasted chicken next to the bird's scattered corpse. Fulsey is leaning on wine, and Dalgan was giving a lecture on how to cook each area of the bird, pointing to the autopsied corpse.

My mouth, sandwiched by the two of us, stays with the skewers added. Chaos.

"Yeah, yeah. Cohon. I mean, the Grand Duke of the East doesn't listen. You're saying that Kurtheit's ruling is useless."

Fulsey said, treating the drink as a shitty and listening to Alfina. I'm more afraid of Claudia's gaze behind it than Alfina.

"However, the Duke of Greenicias said he would be careful when something happened."

"What about the guild?"

I asked Maria, who didn't break her laid-back look when she saw that tragedy.

"I did what I could as a food guild. Bullying the villages around Kurtheit with just a little cheap food down and the new chairman of Kalest...... I slowed down the rock salt transport by interrupting my legs a little bit. Neither of us can say enough."

"You did a great job. As the depositary of the prophecy, I thank you."

"My pleasure, Your Highness."

Alfina triumphs over a member of the Central Garden. Including the analysis, this is really their business.

In the end, it was supposed to be empty, leaving only a few stockpiles of Kurtheit's salt. Like slightly improving the food situation in villages other than Kurtheit?

Of course I won't forgive you if you ask me if that's enough. But the speed of movement is impeccable. But speaking of me...

"After all, you can't hit a direct hand if you don't know who the disaster is."

I put my head on it. Various disasters were considered assuming Kurtheit, but no hypothesis emerged that this. Even if it floated, there was no validation. It's about a cliff collapse at best.

Eventually, that day, in the eyes of some cold ladies, I cleaned up and broke up.

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It was not until a few days after the news reached the King's Capital that Kurtheit had been isolated by a giant warcraft that had suddenly flown in.

I had no choice but to watch the Second Knights emerge. Can you predict a sudden dragon coming in and shutting down traffic around Mount Tuvire?