The Economics of Prophecy

"Oh, speaking of which, he asked me to do it."

Me and Alfina tried to pull it up, and Noel opened up in front of the alchemist's robe. The hidden body lines are exposed.

By the way, under the robe is a college uniform, so no problem. Including my gaze attracted me for a moment.

"Yes this. I had a hard time."

Not realizing the slightly resentful gaze of the two same-sexes, Noel shoved a box at me. When I opened the rectangular box, the sparkle of precious metal caught my eye. The glow of the earlier magic conductor gold of the nail. And a stick of wood that wraps it up.

"Dr Boulder Noel. No, dr. noel."

"Hakase? Doctor?? Fine, because I can't normally let you do this personal work. Let me make it up to the spare. No matter how much magic gold you say you only need a little bit, fine shaping is hard with that.

"Oh, I appreciate it. Really."

What is humanity's greatest invention? If you want to limit yourself to shapes, I'll say pen. The reason is simple, because with a pen and paper, everything else can be invented.

Even though I made it out of alchemy, the only thing I asked Noel for was the refill part. A chip consisting of a ball 1 mm in diameter and the part holding it. And it's a cylinder to put ink in.

I got the other parts. Body and mouthpiece are all made of wood. It looks like a pencil if you say one thanks to it. I'm obsessed with having the skin wrapped around the grip. Capped, of course.

In short, what this technology cannot process is made of magic gold. So I gave up mass production. The chip is too thin to make a mold.

Thanks to this, the price is one gold coin at a time. It's a 100,000 yen super luxury ballpoint pen. When I applied to Meer as an expense, I felt like a husband convincing his wife to buy a new golf club.

By the way, in my previous life, I used a ballpoint pen with a name like a doctor. It was comfortable to use with the center of gravity in front of it, and the ink with moderate low viscosity was very comfortable to write.

By the way, I've heard stories about ballpoint pens being globally popular for hidden specialties in Japan.

As for the diameter, I preferred 0.5mm, but that's a compromise. Even fine paper over here would have rough eyes and the ball wouldn't spin well. If you complain about the viscosity and color of the ink, there is no tightness.

"I'll give it a try."

When the paper for the note was removed from the pocket, the tip was gently pressed. The black line can be drawn slowly. It's touching.

A feather pen is the comfort of writing cloud mud. If you come with me, I'll catch you. Most importantly, I can continue to write without worrying about running out of ink.

Replacing ink is a hassle, but this amount would hold for a month or so. That was the lifespan of a single ballpoint pen in my previous life.

"Is this a pen? You can write a lot thinner words."

Alfina peeked in. My filthy letters pour a glimmer of curiosity into my gaze.

"You can keep writing this without inking it. There's ink in the cylinder."

"Why, I expected it from the Lord who thought about the bearings, but the pen is a pen"

"... one gold coin"

I said it like Fulsey was disappointed. Meer's gaze is also harsh. I guess I'm not convinced that I even bothered to use alchemy to make a pen that's just a little superior and cost a fortune.

The difference will not be known to Meer, the owner of a neat brain of how decisive it is. Fulsey is a genius, too. I guess I have my own wide, freely removable notebook in my head. Plus, maybe the type who doesn't like to frame his thoughts.

"People who write what they think on paper don't know how I feel. I write and think."

It's more important to me than the bearings. No, it's a bearing in a way. It's not the wheels that spin, it's the brain.

"I'm interested. Ricardo always impresses me with his thoughts."

As opposed to the two of them, Alfina looks at me with anticipation. She's good to say she's smart, but she's not a genius or a genius. If she...

"Well, we have a little time..."

That's all I said. I shut my mouth. From the tip of the pen on the paper, the black stain increases. I rushed to lift the tip of the pen.

"Ricardo? Oh, maybe it was something you shouldn't ask?

Alfina looked like she was sorry. I noticed a reason for my hesitation. Annual wheels, French toast, bearings, and fillings. Contemporary knowledge and concepts that are the result of what others thought in the original world.

Being on the shoulders of the Earth giants, I have been effortlessly disclosing it if ever needed. If I just happen to know it, I've been selling it easy and cheap.

But this method is a technique I have mastered by myself, continuing to write more than a thousand notes in my previous life. I guess that's why I thought it was a shame. It's a random story. Even though it's not technically the way I thought about it myself.

"No, it's not like I'm keeping it a secret."

I shook my head. I took out a new piece of paper. Ricardo, this is not an exaggeration. The basics in the basics, the so-called sky umbrellas.

"To think about a problem, there's a defined process."

Logical Thinking if you are a consultant term for the planet. What I'm going to describe is its simplest and most versatile framework. I actually decided to show it to you.

"We're going to have to go out, right?"

With that said, I opened the thick curtain in the curator's office and opened the window. Look up at the sky. Alfina nodded as she slapped her neck at my abrupt actions. In fact, we're leaving the academy for a tasting party after this.

"I see 'sky' first. And get the 'info' that it's cloudy"

"Next, based on the information that it is cloudy, we will consider the 'hypothesis' that 'rain' may fall"

"At the end of the day, decide on the 'action' to take the 'umbrella'. This is the process of thinking."

You can say the flow of information, thoughts and answers. Basics of information processing.

Everyone was right about my explanation. The very idea of preparing your own umbrella as far as Alfina is concerned is suspicious. I just had them go to the garden warehouse on a rainy day when I came to help. I remember it clearly because I realized later that I let it go in the rain and it turned blue.

"It's not normal. Anyone can do it."

"Numbers, formulas, and answers to be entered. That's the basics of a few tricks."

Fulsey and Meer said. Reaction as expected. But don't be fooled. Fulsey, the genius, or Meer, with his outstanding mathematical talent, says briefly. And it's actually easy.

Of course, if you're gonna watch the weather and get an umbrella ready, I'll be done in a flash in my head. But it is only in difficult circumstances that this framework will be effective.

"Then let's adapt the current flow to more complex issues. I will be focusing on this filling project."

It will also explain the filling project to Alfina. I put a pen on the ink and wrote a sentence on the top of the paper.

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(To spread the filling to the kingdom)

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I surrounded the sentence I finished writing with a circle. This is the definition of the problem. It's the start of what to think.

"'Sky' at first, then. It's information gathering."

I write letters when I say so.

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Not sweet enough, bad tongue, unfamiliar with eating,

Ordinary jam tastes better, honey tastes better,

Bad looks, hard bread, sour bread

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During that trade fair, I'm going to write down my thoughts and those of members of the Central Garden who ate Natalie's filling bread. A lot of words go in line with each other. There are a lot of them because I do a lot of blunt technique, real ”brainstorming” with Central Garden members unlike a single Breast.

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It is said that the unit of meaning a human can keep in his brain at once is 5 plus or minus 2. It is very difficult to remember many things at once. It's like dealing with three balls with two hands.

But thanks to the paper and the pen, I don't panic if I have a lot of information. Instead, I can use my brain extensively by writing it out on paper. Think about it on your computer and you'll see. When a large amount of data is loaded into memory, there is not enough memory to do the core calculations. It's an analogy I can't use in this world.

"'Rain' is next, isn't it? In this case, it is to derive a way to solve the problem from your feelings about the filling. In other words, you could say," Maybe we can work this out. "

When I said that, I saw Alfina. Fulsey hasn't eaten any fillings. I have reported the details to Meer.

"What would Master Alfina do?

When I urged him, Alfina thought.

"Yeah, sweetness is not enough, add sugar. What's wrong with the tongue......, how about crushing it often? Even if they say jam tastes better......, I'm in trouble"

Alfina started a bad way. I got a lot of information, so I'm trying to use it all.

This is the 'sky' or the biggest pitfall when you move on from brainstorming. So, for the sake of admonition, I give the sky umbrella an alias. That's......

"Why are you looking at me?

Noel snapped his neck when he noticed my gaze.

Ha, you can't say.