The Economics of Prophecy

"Ho, this is delicious"

In the lab, Fulsey cooked the contents of "Pine" and drank wine. The Third Knights, no, the Knights of the New Warcraft Garrison, are finally back from. The lunch box is for use as a meeting room.

In the room, besides me, Noel and Meer are also called. I'm a magician.

"Well, this one tastes unusual, too. Not bad, dude."

"The fruit is quite precious. Why can you eat it like that?"

I told Fulsey. On the side, Noel, who was stretching his finger to the vessel, became frightened. Did you like it so much? Well, we don't have ice cream here, even though it's pseudo. I'd be more curious if you were a drunk Fulsey.

"So why did you bring this member together?

"Cohon, of course I called them in about the Vessel and the Warcraft."

"As for the Warcraft, is that the record that the old Second Knights had stored? Well, I'm interested."

"Right. I had no idea that all those records were underutilized..."

Fulsey was foolish. They had numerous records in the warehouse of the former Second Knights when they stepped into the Red Forest (Rouge Valt). That's why Fulsey was called in as an expert on warcraft.

However, by way of example, the quality seems to be varied and unorganized. A description of a mushroom that glows red at night, followed by a bear with horns.

"Funny thing is the Devil's Carpet and the Warcraft named after him. He's usually under the dirt, but at night, he crawls on the ground. There were records of attempts to prey on the Knights' tents softly enclosed. I wanted to flatten my body, which glowed purple, and I cut it and ran away in two pieces. I guess it's a kind of mucus warcraft. It's weak as a threat. It doesn't seem to taste good. They're dotted with demonic crystals like mustard seeds."

"That's too inefficient to use."

Mucus Warcraft... Is there such a thing as slime?

It's a creepy story, but to the extent that Meer frowned for a moment. Noel is intrigued by the sage's story. Alchemically, they're interested in Warcraft material.

"That's not what I'm saying, isn't there a smaller, uh, warcraft like this?"

I pointed to the little fly I was about to put on my lunch box.

"Shit, it's disgusting. My treat......"

Noel rushed off the plate. The Warcraft is fine, but the flies don't seem to work.

"Will the Lord be interested in such a little warcraft when he even sees the dragon"

They still have it in their roots, Fulsey said.

"Big is hard to use for experiments, isn't it? Ideally it should be small, change generations quickly, and be easy to keep"

My order is a so-called 'model organism'. If modern Earth, Shaw Jowbae was famous. Was a tropical fish called mouse for mammals and zebrafish a typical example?

As you can see by the name of the No-Ol ”Medicine” Physiology Award, the study of biology is closely related to medicine. Why use animals, not humans, because they are common as organisms. For example, there is a high degree of commonality from E. coli to humans, such as the basics of how genes work.

Was the study flourishing with mucus fungus in the variant species? Speaking of which, the moving carpet just now sounds like a deformed fungus. I have seen videos in my previous life of deformed fungi melting mushrooms and preying on them.

Dragons are the worst they can possibly be considered for this use. It's going to take one pile to keep one. How much does it cost just to feed? Except if we can do it in cell culture.

"I know what you're going to say, but you still say things that scare God."

Fulsey shook her head.

"I'm a little aware of this statement."

It was a kind of horror, if not a small one, like the appearance of a fly that was put in the gene that made the human eye and had eyes all over the body. What you can do, by the way, is naturally fly eyes. Genes like nobility that just give directives to make eyes, because all of the subordinate genes that actually make eyes are flies.

Speaking of which, were there also chickens that had feathers on their arms where feathers were supposed to grow and on their feet where scales were supposed to grow?

"Hopefully, it's the best size enough to keep hundreds of them in this box. For example, the Transformed Bacteria just now…. Wasn't that the devil's carpet? Demonic crystals won't be available for alchemy, but if it's for the purpose of examining the nature of demonic crystals themselves. The advantages are the number."

"I see. A normal size warcraft can be tough to dissect one at a time, but the magnitude of a bug doesn't mean you can do dozens of experiments at the same time."

"That's the thing. It makes sense."

If it's true, like E. coli, I'd like a bacteria class. Of course, it is rejected because it cannot cause biohazards on top of what cannot be handled by installations in this world.

It is also not to be missed that in order to experiment in small quantities later, that precise quantitation will be required.

"It's scary because it makes sense. But why would you want to know so much about Warcraft? One way or the other, it's a demon pulse."

"I know. This is for His Highness, Alfina.

"I see..."

"... uh, to explain. I want this land."

I pointed to a point on the big map. It is a small flatland sandwiched by mountains and great rivers in the centre of the continent.

"I've heard it before, isn't it at the foot of the Blood Mountains Sangus Urcanas?"

"I need this land."

land across the Great River in the heart of the three countries of the continent. If I could build a city here. Prosperity is promised as the logistical center of the three countries. An urban state like Singapore would be ideal if I could, but I, the conservationist, wouldn't say that.

"Talk about rewriting the map again? Don't tell too many people, though."

Fulsey said it like it was over. Noel held his head down. He treats himself as a person who weighs himself properly but is completely allergic. It was a normal story in the original world. I can't believe you changed the shape of the map for economic activity.

"Although it's interesting to experiment with living warcraft. The other problem is important, the noise from the Western Observatory."

"Haven't you solved it yet?

Surely the magicians were not familiar with high-precision sensory demon paper.

"Even after my guidance, there will be a clear strange reaction. Since the conventional accuracy can be assured, there is no problem in predicting the Warcraft Flood. So long. I didn't recall Noel's story."

"Master Sage is here to see me……… honored."

Noel said. I guess I remembered the moment I was stuck after they pushed us from Fulsey the other day.

"Well, you can do fine work with their π pie. Use that..."

Fulsey started talking to Noel and Meer. Apparently, it means improving the antenna using molds and bearings. Isn't that strange? There was also talk that Inong Chung, who made ultra-high precision maps of Japan during the Edo period, engineered them on the bearings to keep the azimuthal magnetic needle stable.

"Well, if that's the purpose, prepare not one but three spinning circles..."

I remember how to keep the direction and angle of the antenna constant. After the three of them looked at me, I sighed for some reason.

"Not this one. Can you do it with Noel's alchemy?"

"The smooth rotation with this weight on...... Yeah, the bearings. Meer, give me a hand."

Noel called Meer when he saw the graffiti of the wise man.

"Hmm, with the cooperation of the two of us, we're going to be able to do it on Nong's budget."

Fulsey said satisfactorily. The graffiti says a number of modifications and protocols. Meer and Noel are just calculating the amount of Demon Guidance Gold and Demon Crystals they need.

"Don't use it too easily. Noel's already walking. It's like a state secret."

"That's what I can tell everyone here."

"Oh, don't you say that"

"Seniors are tricks, but you don't see yourself as an observation point."

I ate everyone's penetration.

"... Speaking of which, Meer. What happened to the timber in the Empire?"

I just got a paragraph, and I heard what I was wondering.

"Lilka says Kenwell figured he'd get one. I don't know for sure about tree age."

Meer answered. I can't say anything about a single bottle, but let's use it as a sample to take it down.

"Meer is really tough, isn't she? I can't believe I took care of this guy."

"Has magic gone industrial? Plus business. Meer's not really good."

"The last one is the main business"

I told them to restrain the two of us who see Meer. I'm not wrong. The original world had the phrase 'Mathematics is made a slave to the Queen of Science'.

"Pollen after..."

"Didn't the next dragon even come? Find out how to save in the Knights."

"Ah, oh. Yes, but..."

Expiration date? You can make some decisions about it by using birds. It's best to try it in a Knights environment than it can be stored under certain conditions anywhere, such as a refrigerator. You don't have to do this. It's just...

"Next time we have to finish it before we fight..."

I snapped.

"Speaking of pollen, the prince wanted to talk to you. It's about that carriage."

Fulsey said it like it was the last time. I thought it was time to go, but did you come from over there?