Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 501

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Chapter 501
A voice expressing disbelief: ‘It’s unbelievable that mass production is actually possible without requiring someone of Jin Cheon-hee’s caliber to perform impossible feats!’
Jin Cheon-hee chuckled and replied.
“No problem. We’ll need substantial investment in equipment and a considerable workforce, but it’s entirely feasible.”
It was identical to Baekrin’s pharmaceutical foundation.
We’re simply operating within the limits of what human hands can accomplish.
Jin Cheon-hee spoke while sprawled flat on the ground.
“So, will you join hands with me or not?”
At those words, Sama Hyeon couldn’t help but laugh.
This blue-eyed madman was still worried about straying from the path of humanity.
‘Strong, thoughtful. And precarious.’
Hadn’t the answer been determined from the very beginning?
“While watching the Peking Opera yesterday, I noticed Hye-a holding both my hand and my brother’s.”
“Yes. She was.”
“I wonder if it’s truly possible to become the Golden King by taking the difficult path instead of the easy one… But yes. I agree.”
Sama Hyeon extended his hand to his brother lying on the ground.
“The answer was predetermined. Gaga~”
“Alright.”
His brother grasped his younger brother’s hand in that manner.
Sama Hyeon reflected.
Even if this path led to the very edge of hell, the journey alongside his brother would be quite enjoyable.
Though he couldn’t know if he could truly become the Golden King by adhering solely to the human path.
Yes. As long as it’s fun, isn’t that enough?
While these blue eyes guide the way and his brother holds his hand, he would always remain as Youngest Brother Hyeon.
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In the past, he had seen various things on YouTube.
Among them, something he had passed by without much thought was now being recreated through the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong.
‘The beginning is plate glass.’
He intended to use the float process devised by Britain’s Sir Alastair Philkington.
First, melt tin, then bring it to a liquefied state.
Left in that state, the liquefied tin creates a flat surface while waiting, and liquefied glass is slowly poured over it in this method.
Since tin is heavy and glass is light, the glass floats atop the tin like oil on water.
Naturally, if left undisturbed, perfectly smooth plate glass is completed.
“The size of the glass is determined by the size of the container holding the tin, so with sufficient equipment, we can make it as large as we want. Of course, making it extremely large seems a bit difficult, but reasonably large.”
“Wow… This actually works?”
“It does. Manufacturing such flat plate glass is difficult without Yoo Ho… or someone of his caliber, but if we make mirrors from this, it becomes an even more incredibly precious item.”
Well, let’s make some money with this.
Since we’re already using this otherworldly privilege, let’s take one more step forward and earn even more.
“Usually when people say mirror, they mean hand mirrors or sizes large enough to see one’s face. After all, reflectivity was poor and there was no technology for perfectly smooth surfaces.”
Full-length mirrors—let’s see what we can do!
Sama Hyeon tapped his abacus as he spoke to Jin Cheon-hee’s plan.
“First, the price per unit would be one thousand gold coins, and the production cost should only be around fifty gold coins? The facility setup would require five hundred gold coins. We’d make an enormous profit, wouldn’t we?”
Ah, you don’t understand. This is the ability of someone from Earth.
‘You people of the Central Plains think I can only make penicillin and streptomycin, but if I put this much effort into it, I’ll make glass mirrors too!’
Of course, squeezing out Earth memories using the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong like running a washing machine spin cycle left my brain feeling like it was cramping!
Done! I did it! I actually did it!
Sama Hyeon spoke.
“If we first present it to the Emperor and then to Prince Ju-wang, who leads all trends, the game would already be over, wouldn’t it~?”
Where did you even learn that phrase “the game is over”?
You’re just self-studying and memorizing everything your brother says.
At this point, it’s getting a bit scary. You brat.
“Anyway, do you like it?”
“Of course. You pull off things like some kind of cheat, brother.”
Sama Hyeon laughed softly.
Soon he opened his mouth again.
“I somehow got the feeling that the tin underneath is like you, brother.”
“What?”
“If you hadn’t been there, I would have been nothing but a shard. Wouldn’t I have just gone around stabbing random people on the street?”
“Hmm….”
Sama Hyeon always spoke of himself in a self-deprecating manner, belittling himself.
But why was it?
Sometimes when Sama Hyeon spoke of the future, traces of himself as the Jicheon Cheonma were mixed in, making it difficult to simply laugh it off.
So instead, I answered like this.
“Then you would be polished glass right now.”
“I suppose so. I’m not sure if the level is even, but even if I’m just a worthless glass shard like myself, I understand that boiling yourself to make someone else level and flat is that difficult of a task.”
With that said, he rose to his feet.
Jin Cheon-hee spoke.
“Tin, then.”
Boiling and hardening, then boiling up again to support and hold someone….
Not beautiful like gold, silver, or copper, not even sturdy like steel—just a mere piece of metal—yet for some reason, Jin Cheon-hee found it appealing.
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Thus, the full-length mirror was completed purely by the craftsmen’s hands.
Sama Hyeon and Sama-hye were left speechless for a while as they looked at the completed full-length mirror.
It was because they had never seen a mirror with such high reflectivity before.
“Wow… it’s so clear without any cloudy spots? Master.”
“Ah, you don’t understand. This is called a [full-length mirror].”
“…?”
Tsk, as expected, no one appreciates it.
This is all because I fell into a martial arts world. If I had fallen into a fantasy world, it would have been different.
Or perhaps not. If they were dwarves, they might seriously look at me with pitying eyes and say, “Tin? Is that the desperate struggle of an inferior race that can’t even flatten a single piece of glass with their hands?”
That’s why being a foreigner is so difficult.
Living in someone else’s house is hard enough—how could living in someone else’s world be easy?
Still, the two of them couldn’t quite catch the meme I was throwing, but they gazed at the mirror for quite some time, seemingly pleased with it.
Sama Hyeon spoke.
“Hye-a, I’ll make one for you~”
“No, brother. That’s okay.”
Sama-hye startled and waved both hands frantically.
It was clearly something expensive at first glance.
Sama Hyeon said.
“Family should be taken care of first. Customer~ this one’s a bit rough, so I’ll have the craftsman carve a pattern Hye-a likes along the edges. Is there anything you want? Something like a black dragon?”
“…That’s… that’s fine, okay? Do you think I’m some teenage Kang Ho-in who likes that kind of thing?”
If a demonic cultivator heard this, their heart might have shattered.
“Then… the Sichuan Tang Family throwing stars….”
A Hyeolpyeon-wang edition, perhaps.
Hmm, isn’t ‘that kind of teenage Kang Ho-in’ Dang-a herself?
I don’t understand. The consumer’s heart.
I should ask Dang-a to visit the Fenta Branch 2 if she comes to Hangzhou soon, but this…
Sama Hyeon furrowed his brow slightly.
No matter what, carving the mirror’s edges with Sichuan Tang Family throwing stars wasn’t an easy task.
Especially given that no one knew when this trend would fade.
Perhaps a dragon, phoenix, or qilin would be better after all.
Soon, the Golden Blood Chamber Rising Star reached a conclusion.
“Fine. Let’s carve it. Hyeolpyeon-wang will last a long time.”
“Yay!”
“I’ll ask for a large moon to be carved in relief as well.”
“Make it red. They call it the Blood Moon—it’s used a lot as Hyeolpyeon-wang’s background these days.”
…I wonder if royalties are paid to Dang-a in this era without intellectual property rights.
That’s right. The Gangho’s first full-body mirror with reflectivity exceeding 80%—high technology—was to be produced as a Hyeolpyeon-wang edition.
From the moment I first saw Dang-a, I felt this would happen… dog’s nonsense… no one could have predicted it.
And so, deciding to leave a Hyeolpyeon-wang edition in the history of the martial world planet.
“It would be good to send one to the Emperor and Prince Ju-wang as well…. For the Emperor, it would be best to carve a dragon pattern and present it as a tribute. For Prince Ju-wang, a white tiger or red tiger would be nice.”
Thus Sama Hyeon tapped his abacus, deciding what to do with the tribute items.
“Shouldn’t brother have one too?”
“Ah, prioritize Master over me. A qilin pattern would be nice, wishing him a long life. It’s also Master’s epithet.”
“Okay~ then I’ll make yours myself.”
‘Foreign words really flow out as naturally as breathing. Hyeon-a.’
I fell into thought and spoke.
“It seems like it could be used for medical purposes too….”
“Like the centrifuge brother made?”
“Yeah, yeah. Huh? You know?”
“I saw in the medical texts that blood components can be separated without needing Kang Ho-in’s assistance.”
“Ooooh!”
I had guessed correctly.
One of the things I’ve been doing in this world is introducing appropriate technology.
As the Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong reaches greater mastery, my memories from my past life grow increasingly vivid, and thanks to this, various fragments of knowledge I once glimpsed in passing have begun surfacing like bamboo shoots after rain.
What I felt in that situation was: ‘Oh, I really was living in a flood of information.’
I didn’t feel it when living in modern times, but even morning educational programs were transmitting information.
Of course, some of them had somewhat questionable sources due to adult circumstances… but even cosmetic advertisements were contorting themselves trying to convey the principles of their products somehow.
Adding to that my memories from medical volunteer work, what came to mind was the centrifuge.
I could separate the blood cells and plasma within blood quickly and easily without borrowing a warrior’s hands.
‘I could have diagnosed malaria this way too.’
It’s no exaggeration to say it was originally invented to diagnose malaria in remote areas without electricity.
Malaria parasites originating from mosquitoes burrow into liver cells and red blood cells, reproducing and destroying them.
Because of this, red blood cells infected with malaria parasites have lower density and can be separated by centrifuge, and using this principle, malaria diagnosis can be performed.
‘Of course, you need a microscope for that too.’
I need to extract that layer and observe it under a microscope.
The person who succeeded in appropriate technology with that centrifuge also created an 800-won paper microscope.
Compared to the primitive microscope I initially made, the cost is cheaper—an advantage—but the disadvantage is that you have to press your eyes right up against it.
There’s also the problem that I could become infected from the pathogens observed that way.
Especially in this era.
On top of that, various small components like lens beads are needed, and I’m looking for ways to make it without putting Yoo Ho to work.
This is one of the things we’re doing in the Baekrin Medical Guild lab.
‘It’s good for educational purposes.’
Can it be used for diagnosis? Whether this thing will surpass the primitive microscope (Gangho modified version) remains to be seen… but ultimately I’m inclined to keep using the primitive microscope anyway.
Similarly, I need to think hard about how to use this technology for medical purposes one way or another.
Whether we use it or not, more techniques are always better.

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