Diary of a Civilian Scientist

March 21, 699 AF Everything, just perish. Nobody really respects science. I thought Daniel from the Crystal Daily had a bit of talent, but oh how I was wrong. When I first went to see him, he was able to have a serious discussion with me. He pointed out some flaws with my theory that were reasonable. It's normal for minor flaws to occur, but what's more important was that I found someone who shared my passion for science. Every month, I'd go to see him to discuss the latest ideas. Where else would he find such a good friend? Hmm. How interesting. Now he's finding excuses to avoid me. What? He can't keep up with me anymore? I don't really mind that he can't. Last time, I asked him to get me a list of investors. Something so simple, and yet he still hasn't gotten back to me yet. Isn't it his job as a newspaper editor? It's not like I was asking him about physics. I camped outside the newspaper office for two days and finally found him. But when he saw me, He acted as if he saw a Fragmentum monster. He scolded me. Untalented liar without morals! I thought he was my friend! I'll never come to you for anything else. Just wait, you'll regret your decision. Even now, no investors have contacted me. I'm beginning to suspect the academic salon was just a cover. It seems I need to secure the funding myself somehow. Is there any hope left for the academic world?