About the book: 2021 / If some crazy orthorexic woman were in my place, she would squeal with delight. But not me. I'm a pharmacist. An ordinary thirty-year-old pharmacist, who was more than satisfied with life with plastic windows, hot water and the Internet. I never dreamed of exploits, much less dreamed of the role of an overseas wonder in the alternative eighteenth century. Natural materials are, of course, good. But all the supporters of “natural” products have forgotten that this also includes natural diseases with natural medicines, the safest of which is the magic word. I'm not your ecstatic fool. I will not accept a world in which you can die even from a bad tooth. And I certainly won’t fall for a man in love. I'm a man myself! Man, I said it! What do you mean I will be cured??!