As the captain of the TDD-1 "Tuatha de Danaan," codenamed Tessa, commander of the Western Pacific Fleet of the military armed organization [Mithril], she was waiting for news.
This was quite important news - possibly news that could change the world at once and lead human history into a completely new stage.
If successful, the world would become much better.
"I hope Mr. Golden is a good person and hasn't deceived us."
"Mr. Golden?"
A middle-aged man wearing glasses who looked stern and unsmiling - the type who was very serious with people and had very strict requirements - was Vice-Captain Richard Mardukas.
Recently, he had noticed the captain was acting somewhat strange, seeming less serious about her responsibilities as captain, sometimes becoming nervously distracted and losing focus.
Most importantly, half a day ago, this captain had suddenly produced a formula.
This formula was immediately treated as top secret by the captain's order, making Richard Mardukas put the warship into full alert status. Because the captain said this was new black technology obtained through her role as a Whispered.
If so, then it was understandable why the captain had been reacting so abnormally these past days.
Although most people didn't notice any difference, as vice-captain, he and a few others had noticed the captain's subtle abnormalities.
After all, the captain was still a teenage child, though very intelligent. She was becoming increasingly mature in handling affairs, but they still needed to carefully monitor the captain's condition to avoid any mistakes.
According to the formula provided by the captain, it was actually a medicine formula called Panacea, claiming effects that could cure most diseases in the current world - practically a universal cure.
This was so absurd that Richard felt it was very unreal. But since it came from the captain as a Whispered, it still needed to be taken seriously.
However, after seeing the instructions on how to make the medicine, Richard Mardukas fell silent.
Normally, although the Whispered provided black technology stored in their brains, converting it immediately into practical technology or products couldn't be accomplished right away.
But the operational instructions here were simply a joke.
Anyone who could read and had normal intelligence could synthesize this so-called Panacea according to the operational methods above.
So seeing this, Richard began to doubt his captain again.
But doubts aside, trying it out wouldn't be a problem.
Because the resources needed for the experiment above wouldn't be much of a waste even if it failed.
If it actually succeeded, this could be a product that would cause massive changes in the world.
This way, the world's chaos and wars would also be greatly reduced. Because one important source of conflict was disease.
So they had already contacted Mithril's land-based facilities through special secret communication lines, having the research institute that was developing medicines accelerate operations on the above formula to manufacture the so-called Panacea.
Now, Richard suddenly heard the captain's murmur and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Who is it?"
"Ah?"
"Captain, who is this Mr. Golden you mentioned?"
"Ah?"
This time Tessa's face stiffened.
This was bad - she had been too excited and anxious and accidentally let it slip.
If she didn't explain clearly, this very strict vice-captain would definitely investigate to the end. This uncle was really troublesome.
"He's the provider of this Panacea."
Tessa wasn't lying - this was indeed the case. This statement naturally made the vice-captain frown so deeply he could crush a fly.
At the same time, another uncle on the bridge - Andrey Sergeievich Kalinin, commander of Mithril's Western Pacific Fleet Marine Special Response Team (SRT) - also looked over with some seriousness.
After all, Tessa was in this submarine and hadn't left, so how had she met a Mr. Golden that none of them knew about?
"Do you think the Whispered's black technology comes from thin air?"
"Of course we don't think so."
"Yes, there are currently many hypotheses, one of which speculates that it's some kind of technology from the future transmitted to the past and then stored in human infants, making these people the so-called Whispered."
Andrey said this.
"So you're saying, Captain, that this technology you've brought out specifically indicates who the developer was?"
Richard pushed his glasses and asked.
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Really."
Facing Richard's gaze, Tessa also looked back seriously, though she was very nervous inside.
Finally, the vice-captain seemed to believe her and stopped asking more questions, letting her breathe a sigh of relief.
As for the formula, of course Tessa had copied it down completely while watching the livestream.
The entire process had been livestreamed without omission - this was Mr. Golden having Miss Saeko Busujima deliberately broadcast this technology to everyone.
So Tessa had immediately had people replicate the experiment above.
Since the technology from Mr. Golden's world could be used on Miss Saeko Busujima's side, her world should also be feasible.
However, replicating exactly the same operations wouldn't necessarily work.
Even if they were all the same Earth with the same environmental conditions, there would probably be some differences in medicines.
For example, the same painkiller - the painkiller on the other side might have the same components as their painkillers, just different manufacturing companies and brands.
But in the synthesis process of this Panacea formula, problems might still arise.
The painkillers might have subtle differences, possibly proportional differences in components. Because some medicines wrote formulas but didn't specify certain proportions, only describing effects and indicating to find almost identical medicines as substitutes.
So ideally, it would be best to have Mr. Golden come to her world and bring that hard drive - then there would be no problems.
Well, since the vice-captain wasn't asking more questions, Tessa would rest her eyes and see what Mr. Golden was doing now.
"Super-Dimensional Channel" - Whispered user online.
Just as she came online to the channel:
[Tendō Civil Security Company: Don't enter the livestream, red alert, you'll regret watching it!!! Tendō Civil Security Company: Don't enter the livestream, red alert, you'll regret watching it!!! Tendō Civil Security Company: Don't enter the livestream, red alert, you'll regret watching it!!!]
She immediately saw Miss Tendō Kisara's stern warning text, sent three times in a row.
From the emotional display of the text, it looked like she was blushing and shouting.
So curious Tessa naturally clicked in.
What exactly would make Miss Tendō Kisara react like this? Kind of cute.
The livestream screen that popped up left Tessa stunned - what was happening?
What was Miss Saeko Busujima holding between her collarbones below her chest?
She didn't understand, but pulling the camera back might make it clearer.
Right, the livestream screen - she had discovered the god's-eye view could adjust camera distance.
When copying the formula, Tessa had pulled the camera very close to see more clearly.
Now, after pulling the camera back—
Uh? Ah?
Eh? Eh eh eh...!
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