Aiven was holding a handwritten letter sent by Duncan Douglas, the president of the Royal dical Society, and was initially a bit surprised.
If what he had invented was rely a thod or dication for treating common diseases, it absolutely would not warrant such a prominent person eagerly sending a handwritten letter.
But when such a thod or dication brings great convenience to mariti affairs, or more precisely, can create enormous wealth more efficiently, the significance is entirely different.
All the experience Aiven derived from books of a past life had him underestimate the value of the few thods he provided for preventing and treating scurvy!
He did not know, whether in his past life or this, that before the pathogenic theory of scurvy was discovered, every ocean exploration voyage had to endure unimaginable non-combat attrition due to this dreadful disease.
Moreover, the sea area in this world is much broader than the Earth in his past life, and the deaths of nine out of ten ships, or even total annihilation of an entire fleet, happened more than once. Even powerful Extraordinaries, as long as they did not transcend human essence, could only slow the progression of the disease and not entirely immune themselves from it.
During this period of ti.
The dical Society, through repeated testing, confird that several thods provided by Aiven had excellent effects on patients suffering from scurvy. Particularly, their convenient preparation thods and storage durability were simply a blessing for oceanic voyages.
It can already be foreseen that with the promotion of these thods, greater exploration distances, longer navigation radii, and greater profits are already beckoning to the Kingdom!
All of these reasons culminated in the birth of this letter and the awarding of the "Hippocrates Level 2 dal".
In fact, the dical Society itself has always been researching the cause of scurvy but did not have more awareness of vitamin C as a critical elent in the microcosm.
If it weren’t for the highly practical and problem-solving thods provided by Aiven, without ntioning the key micronutrient vitamin C.
Otherwise, even a Level 1 dal or special-class dal would not be out of reach!
Aiven speculated that if the Kingdom obtained enough benefits from oceanic navigation afterward, the Navy Departnt or even Her Majesty the Queen might reward him again, as there are precedents for this.
"Cough, cough, one should not be too greedy; this is already a pleasant surprise, very good, very good."
The gains had already exceeded Aiven’s initial expectations, and the once-inexperienced youth did not realize the value of what he considered the "common sense" in his mind and did not pay it much attention.
But when the indigenous people of this world provided strong and genuine feedback, Aiven instantly realized that he almost missed an opportunity for both fa and fortune.
After all, when developing in an official organization, the more reputation you have, the better. Not only is it a passport to high society, but for many Extraordinary Paths, fa or legendary status itself can be tied to power.
The most typical example is the top tier of the Knight Path, the "Titled Knight". The more widely the title is spread and the more famous it is, the more benefits a knight can derive from it.
Aiven is well aware that these thods for preventing scurvy are unlikely to bring personal benefit, but they carry significant weight for an organization or nation. As long as he leverages the four or five years of first-mover advantage before the knowledge is fully disseminated, he can reap enormous benefits.
And as the knowledge spreads, his own reputation will reach new heights, at the very least, in ocean-going vessels, colonies, and coastal areas his na will be known.
People often fear those with great power but only respect those with knowledge. By that ti, he would truly be adorned with glory.
Therefore, he also began to look forward to the "Hippocrates Level 2 dal" ntioned in the letter.
...
The small auditorium of the short-term theory course.
"The Age of Navigation began 183 years ago, initiated by the naval first power, the Hilus Kingdom.
Historians have defined that year as the first year of the ’Sea Origin Calendar’.
Although this calendar has not beco universal on the Old Continent due to different beliefs, cultures, and the varying importance attached to ocean exploration by different countries, it remains influential in coastal countries and is widely adopted by the colonies of various countries."
On the podium, a burly middle-aged man with a big nose and graying hair was eloquently expounding the history of continental navigation.
Today’s lecturer on nautical knowledge, Professor Mitchelson, is not only a knowledgeable doctor of mariti theory but also a seasoned Great Navigator. He even once reached the end of the known world—the northernmost ’Eternal White Land’, and returned safely.
Whether in theory or practice, he is a national treasure figure of the Kingdom. If not at the Royal Navy Academy, ordinary people could at best listen to his legendary stories and would dream of hearing his lectures in person.
"At that ti, for the first ti, humanity conquered the southern Treasure Sea, braving adverse weather and overcoming turbulent currents, ultimately discovering the Southern Continent.
Of course, in the first ten years, this had nothing to do with our Phaletis Kingdom or even the Tulip Alliance. It wasn’t until the first explorers from the Ilya Kingdom discovered the new route to the Southern Continent that the countries of the Tulip Alliance found an opportunity.
It was precisely due to the explorers’ courageous pioneering spirit that we have our vast interests in the Southern Continent today."
At this mont, Professor Mitchelson glanced at the roster on the desk and unexpectedly saw a sowhat familiar surna. As a doctor of mariti studies and a Great Navigator, he was well-acquainted with every adventurer in human history who made outstanding contributions, regardless of their country!
Without any hesitation.
"Which one of you is Mr. Aiven Galliot?" The professor’s loud voice clearly reached the ears of every student present.
"Professor, that would be ." Aiven in the front row stood up upon hearing his na, thinking the professor was about to ask him a question in class.
Professor Mitchelson stared at him for a while, confirming Aiven’s distinct features of brown hair and black eyes, but did not question him. Instead, he turned to the students present and said:
"Gentlen, we are very fortunate today to be learning alongside a descendant of a great adventurer from that era.
As I ntioned earlier, Mr. Galliot’s ancestor was one of the adventurers who made outstanding contributions during the pioneering of the Southern Continent. I hope that Mr. Galliot and all of you here can inherit this spirit and help humanity discover even broader worlds.
Alright, please take your seat."
The recognition and migration of titles among the Tulip countries is very normal, so the professor found nothing unusual about the descendants of Galliot from Ilya appearing in Phaletis.
"After nearly two hundred years of pioneering, the Southern Continent has beco a very mature colony, though our Phaletis progress is slightly late, the colony’s area still ranks among the top five in the Sea Power Countries.
Moreover, occupying a thirty percent share of Treasure Tree Bay, an excellent source of timber supply, and through land swaps in the New Continent, its actual influence in the Southern Continent has steadily ranked in the top three.
....New Continent....
Native Wizards dominated by the Voodoo Sect, deeply entrenched Primordial Spirits, Spirits of Nature, and roaming Demons are all obstacles to humanity’s continued expansion. I hope your generation can complete the work of pioneering the New Continent, make ritorious achievents, and even obtain your own fief."
The professor’s lecture continued, and for him, it was just a small interlude and a teaching tool, but for Aiven, it struck deeply.
The family’s downfall had already been five years, but the glow of the family was rembered and continued to shine in a place thousands of miles away from their holand...
Sothing stirred within him, hard to settle, but it eventually beca just one sentence:
"Ha, this is what being recorded in history probably feels like."
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