Chapter 47
Chapter 47
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: A Truly Astonishing Item
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Upon arriving at the brick house, I flung the door open and dashed straight into the room right next to the master bedroom. No one was using it anymore, so it had taken on the role of a storage space (by the way, there's a separate warehouse next to the brick house, but we don't use that either).
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Whoa, like I felt before, this is such a pigsty... no, even a pigsty would be cleaner than this mess! They call it a storage room, but it's basically where all sorts of junk gets dumped, which is why everything's scattered everywhere! Saying it's just missing trash might be generous—it's that chaotic.
Anyway, I had a specific reason for rushing here, pushing aside Eleonora's training for the moment.
"Earlier, when I saw the message to send to [Someone from Another World], there was a function to attach something, right?"
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Yep! But why bring that up? The whole reason I'd hurried here in the first place was that message urging me to "try experimenting yourself to see what you can send and how far."
For example, with email, you can attach video files or document photos as attachments. So what could I send, and how much?
To find out, I squeezed through the clutter, grabbed the handle of the refrigerator peeking out from the mess, and yanked it open. It was an old-fashioned fridge you wouldn't see in modern times—no one stored food in it.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Huh? What's that for? "Antibiotics."
I mainly stored drugs like penicillin in here. This fridge was for meds that couldn't be kept at room temperature and required refrigeration.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ B-but why antibiotics all of a sudden...? "From those messages about being chased by pursuers and fighting tooth and nail, that world doesn't seem much more advanced than Eleonora's."
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ That's right. No, they're residents of the same world as that sow to begin with! "I figured as much, but it's confirmed."
That meant their fights were more likely swords, spears, and arrows than bullets and missiles—not modern warfare. And with status messages about injuries popping up, tetanus had to be a risk.
I'm no medical expert, but I'd heard penicillin-based antibiotics work against tetanus.
Sure, tetanus often comes from soil rather than rust entering wounds, but who knows. Even if it wasn't tetanus, after running so far without rest or money for proper care, their immune systems could've weakened, or wounds might've gotten infected.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ U-uh... y-yeah... ah, haha... "?"
But here's the catch: I'm not a doctor. My medical knowledge tops out at mercurochrome for cuts and Tylenol for headaches. I have no clue about side effects from just dosing them willy-nilly.
No drug is perfect, so who knows what backlash this could cause...
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ It's fine! I've checked everything—no side effects from administering it. Ahem, none at all! "...You're acting suspicious."
The tone felt like, "Doesn't seem necessary," even through text. It was hiding something from me...
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ No way! I'm not hiding anything! Like I said before, I'm ready to give everything for your convenience, Breeder! "Everything? How far does 'everything' go?"
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Ev-everything means everything! The SD Character, blushing bright red as if embarrassed to even say it, put its palms on its cheeks with a speech bubble saying "No naughty stuff!"
"You seem super shady... I don't know about anything else, but if I catch you hiding something from me..."
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ I-if you catch me...? What then? If it dares deceive me, it pays the price. Sure, there's a master-servant dynamic now, but who knows how long that'll last.
If—and it's a big if—the day comes when I start training Eleonora and the other sows...
"I'll grab you by any means necessary and turn you into one of my sows too."
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Eek!? "So behave yourself. Got it!?"
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ S-sob! No, y-yes sir! "?"
It was a bit weird at the end there, but I suddenly realized I hadn't mentioned finding this yet. Not that I needed to—it just hadn't come up.
Anyway, following its advice, I slowly lifted a vial of medicine and dragged it to the attach button. Poof—the vial vanished from my hand, and a new message appeared.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Attachment 1: 1 vial of Penicillin "Ah, so that's how attachments work?"
Confirmed. I hit cancel quick, and the penicillin vial returned to me. Grabbing it, I headed to the next room, ripped open packs of unused plastic syringes from the floor, and asked,
"How many family members does [Someone from Another World] have?"
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Huh? You planning to send syringes too? To be precise, pre-loaded penicillin syringes. Before I finished, a message popped up with the number 21.
"...More capable than I thought. Thought he was some beggar with ten kids like Hungbu."
I recalled Hungbu from the folktale having around ten kids—double that? Maybe he's the eldest son who fled with nephews and extended family.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Hmm... No need to worry about side effects anyway. He's so tough that these antibiotics might as well be a panacea. Soon, 21 syringes sloshed with penicillin in their clear barrels, ready to go. Before attaching, I opened the message window to [Someone] and sent a quick "What're you up to?" A few minutes passed.
"...Asleep?"
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Seems like it! He's been on the run with his family for weeks—must be exhausted. ⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Someone from Another World] has knelt in his dream, ready to accept the Breeder's divine revelation calling him! "..."
Still an overwhelmingly burdensome reply. But for now, in a culture that might not even grasp germs, let alone syringes and injections, this was the perfect way to explain.
I sent [Someone] a quick guide on syringes—how and where to inject—then stuffed them into the front pocket of an apron like a kangaroo pouch, rolled it up, and dragged it to the attach button.
Poof—the apron vanished, and the message appeared:
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ Attachment 1: Apron Attachment 2: 21 Syringes (medicine included) "The issue is how to get them back, but that's for later. Send first."
I'd given full instructions and trusted they'd burned into his head as "divine words." Hit send—and an instant reply came.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Someone from Another World] is stunned by the items appearing beside his head! ⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Someone from Another World] is waking his retainers to tell them the Breeder appeared in his dream! ⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Someone from Another World] praises the Breeder's omnipotence and has begun baring his retainers' asses! I'm losing my mind.
These messages were still dizzying to read.
Mid-injection perhaps? The updates paused, so I waited anxiously until—ding—a new one arrived.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Someone from Another World] weeps at the sight of his family surging with vitality and health upon injection! He vows obedience to you alongside his remaining family, swearing he'll do anything for the Breeder! Isn't penicillin too effective?