Support for petroleum research was cut off.

    How much research was done?

    The period may be short, or it may be long.

    What is certain is that the data that has been studied so far would have become useless in an instant.

    “How long did they… conduct research?”

    “I’m doing well too…”

    The longer you devote yourself to research, the greater your sense of loss will be.

    Was there any result?

    Considering that support for research was cut off, it would not have achieved much success.

    Even so, what if all the research you put in over time becomes useless in an instant?

    Brown imagined how he would feel if he were in this situation.

    It wasn’t very pleasant.

    I was happy when I heard that research on petroleum distillation was in progress.

    I thought that if research on engines that could utilize this was also conducted, vehicles such as cars and airplanes could also be created.

    I thought that if these technologies gradually developed, it would not be impossible to create things like tanks.

    However, it is said that support for research has been cut off.

    And, the decisive cause was the steam engine.

    Because of the steam engine designed by McColson, research into petroleum distillation was halted.

    Because of this guy, vehicles like cars could no longer be made.

    Of course, it was Brown who proposed the idea for the steam engine.

    ‘ah.’

    He was also responsible for this.

    “Is it okay if I go…? ?”

    Karen spoke carefully.

    She also seemed to have similar thoughts.

    How would they react if they encountered those who cut off research support?

    Even after thinking about it for a moment, I didn’t think it would get a good response.

    “I have to go.”

    Still, I had to go.

    No matter what their reaction was, I had to persuade them.

    I had to somehow persuade them to do research again.

    ‘Tanks and fighter planes. ‘How can you bear it?’

    The instincts of the military fanatic in his past life were crying out.

    You have to persuade them even if you get kicked in the door or cursed in their face.

    If you still have a passion for research, persuasion will not be difficult.

    But if you don’t have a passion for research, how can you persuade them?

    In fact, there was little point in standing in the middle of the street and worrying.

    You will have to go and meet him in person to find out.

    “Let’s go and see first. I’ll worry about it later.”

    Brown, who was worried, composed himself.

    “…Then…let’s go… !”

    “For tanks and fighter planes that will be made in the future.”

    “What is that?”

    “It’s cool.”

    “Oh… ?”

    ***

    Researchers passing through the hallways having a conversation.

    However, when they noticed someone approaching from the other side of the hallway, the conversation quieted down.

    “…”

    He quietly entered his laboratory.

    “Every time I see that person, he has a bad complexion.”

    “I understand. Haven’t you been researching it for quite some time?”

    Alchemy researchers passing through the hallway looked at the closed laboratory door and began to talk cautiously.

    “Probably about 8 years?”

    “The magic engineering department is too much. Anyway, that’s true. They stopped supporting me just because they found a replacement.”

    “I mean. I heard you made the request first?”

    “But honestly, if there hasn’t been any major achievements over the past 8 years…”

    “Shh. What should I do if I hear it?”

    “…”

    Unfortunately, the soundproofing was not very good.

    “I don’t know who they are, but I took care of those bastards…”

    “Leave it alone.”

    The researcher who was assisting with the research next to her got angry, but he stopped her.

    “Because it’s not wrong.”

    8 years of research.

    It started with a request from the Magic Engineering Department.

    However, no significant results were achieved.

    Tired assistants left his side and new ones came in.

    And they also left his side not long after.

    She was the only one who came in as his assistant for the last two years.

    In fact, I have been researching on my own for a period of 6 years.

    Applying oil to your body.

    Smelling the strong smell of oil.

    Sometimes, you get burned by fire.

    I went through a lot of trial and error.

    There has been no research on this yet.

    He continued his research as if he was groping his way down a dark path and finding his way.

    There was nothing to use as a guidepost.

    I was frowned upon by my colleagues as I was conducting research by mixing magic stones that were in short supply.

    Sometimes it almost burned down the lab.

    As I continued to smell the strong smell of petroleum, I became delirious.

    Sometimes we had to wait endlessly for oil that did not arrive for several months.

    While conducting this research, he always had a hard time and was always ridiculed.

    As time passed, research funding decreased.

    Still, I continued researching.

    Until we can find a way to replace the magic stone.

    We realized that the quality of oil continues to decline over time, and we thought about ways to secure this.

    I also thought about how to approach it in order to generate power with oil instead of magic stones.

    However, when oil is burned, residue is left behind.

    It’s sticky too.

    Even if we create a machine that can convert oil into power, it will soon break down if this residue cannot be removed.

    Therefore, he studied ways to remove this debris for a long time.

    Mixing countless ingredients.

    However, the residue did not disappear.

    This was the inevitable nature of oil.

    So he started looking for another way.

    What if we could separate the residue from the oil?

    Just then, a steam engine appeared.

    And that too, in a form where you can get power right away.

    This soon began to spread rapidly as a driving force to replace magic stones.

    Unfortunately, with that came the end of support for oil research.

    With that, his research ended.

    I tried to do more research using my own money, but it wasn’t enough.

    “If I had done a little more research, I would have known.”

    However, researching oil was not the end.

    The magic engineering department or academia must create a machine to use this to power it.

    Even if we find a way to use oil as fuel in a situation where support and interest are cut off.

    Will the magic engineering department and academia really be interested in this?

    “I’m devastated.”

    He looked blankly at the ceiling and muttered.

    There was no longer any funding or reason to conduct this research.

    Eight years have disappeared in vain.

    “Researcher. Still, I don’t think the years were in vain. Researchers who will recognize your research will soon appear.”

    “…Thank you for your words. But since you are still young, other places will also accept you. If there is a place you are interested in, I would recommend it…”

    He stopped talking.

    Over the course of eight years, many of the people I thought were close to me also left.

    Even if he gives a recommendation, it won’t be of much help.

    ***

    Before we knew it, Brown and Karen had arrived at the alchemy lab.

    “After. I’m nervous.”

    “Shall we go back?”

    “Still, I have to see you while I’m here.”

    As they entered the lab, one of the researchers inside spoke to them.

    “What brought you here?”

    “I heard that there were people who were researching oil. Could I possibly meet them?”

    “Why is that…”

    A researcher looks at Brown strangely.

    “Are you from the Magic Engineering Department?”

    “No, we are affiliated with the Weapons Research Institute.”

    “Weapons lab…?”

    The researcher had a question.

    Why are weapons research centers interested in oil research?

    Also, isn’t the weapons research center the reason why oil research was halted?

    The researcher thought for a moment.

    ‘what. ‘Because it has nothing to do with me.’

    “I will provide guidance. But don’t expect a good response.”

    Soon the researcher guided them as they walked down the hallway.

    Arriving at a lab, she knocked on the door.

    “Hey…a guest has arrived.”

    “…come in.”

    After completing the guidance, the researcher turned around.

    Brown and Karen hesitated and opened the door to the lab.

    “Excuse me.”

    “Who…”

    Inside the lab, there was a middle-aged man with a burn mark on one arm and a sharp-looking woman.

    “Nice to meet you. This is John Brown from the Weapons Lab.”

    “This is Luna Karen.”

    Brown and Karen introduced themselves, and I glanced closely at them.

    It didn’t look very good.

    “Why did you come here…”

    “Stay still for a moment. Klein.”

    He tried to dissuade her and continued talking.

    “What brought you here?”

    “I heard that you are researching oil. I am interested in that research.”

    “…”

    I am interested in research.

    The person who caused the research support to be cut off.

    Of course, it’s probably not John Brown’s fault.

    It has been a long time since the Magical Engineering Department lost interest in oil to begin with.

    Even if it weren’t for Brown, support for research would not have lasted long.

    Still, I couldn’t help but feel resentment toward Brown.

    After thinking for a moment, he sighed and opened his mouth.

    “May I ask why you are interested in research that has been cut off from support?”

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