Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt - Chapter 171



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Infinite Reincarnation – Arthur Hurt Chapter 171

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Samuel answered, licking his lips.

“He said he was sorry.”

“That’s… … It’s okay and yet not okay.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Since I feel sorry for Mr. Samuel, it won’t be difficult to make another appointment, but it’s hard to gauge whether I like Mr. Samuel.”

And that sense of debt can sometimes pour cold water on the spark of love.

“Hmm… … .”

Samuel was lost in thought with a tired expression on his face. Arthur asked him a question as if he was just throwing it out there.

“What are you going to do from now on? As you know, Viscount Kato Zeltny is a man who resorts to petty methods against those he labels as his rivals.”

Arthur and Sangswart were like that. In Arthur’s case, he used his power to sabotage his business, and in Sangswart’s case, he even tried to test him by colluding with Countess Tzak and using her as a beau.

Then what should we do with Samuel?

But Samuel, as usual, was not worried, but rather fired up with determination.

“Tell them to do everything they can.”

Arthur nodded at that sight. Samuel is very old-fashioned, so he worries when faced with a problem, but when he actually takes on a task, he tries to solve it with a fierce attitude. Could he be called a modified version of the soft-on-the-outside, strong-on-the-inside type?

The man who had done all that heavy work, despite his joking ways, was none other than Samuel Park. It was there that we could see how he approached his duties, and it was not for nothing that Arthur had pushed Samuel back and sent him to Mrs. Zeltney.

“What are you going to do?”

“I have a lot of money. More than that bastard Kato.”

He’ll pay for it with money… … . Well, Arthur was interested to see how far he would go to stop his rival’s trickery. From there, he would be able to gauge Samuel’s pride and the extent of his love for Madame Zeltney… … .

But there was one problem.

“Uh… … Then a field hospital.”

“You figure it out, you punk!”

Samuel shouted before he could finish his words. This time, he showed his strong will not to be separated. It seemed that he had instinctively judged that if he got caught up in Arthur’s work storm, he would be ruined. There was a formidable enemy on the romantic front, and now there was the work front? It was common sense that a two-front war was never advantageous, and anyone with the level of knowledge of Samuel would have it.

“Still, that… … .”

“get out!”

Before Arthur could finish his sentence, Samuel pushed Arthur out of the room. He had welcomed him as a love advisor, but he was actually a work-related super-spreader! Even if he was scared and kept his distance, it wouldn’t be Samuel’s fault.

Arthur was disappointed, but he was generous and decided to acknowledge Samuel’s special circumstances. If he missed this opportunity, when would Samuel, a workaholic and single, ever be able to date again?

Having given up on involving Samuel, Arthur began to stalk the capital offices of the Mato Company and the Guild, looking for scapegoats to dump his work bomb on, like a hyena at the foot of a mountain looking for carrion.

But Arthur lamented that the results were not as good as he had hoped. Was there really no one with integrity and ability to take charge of the work of supplying the necessary supplies and personnel to the right places in the field hospital?

The person who was good at handling such things was busy with love and wedding preparations. So Arthur went to the people around him who seemed to be okay, but the results were not good.

“The railway worker, Ttian Aho, spoke in a cold tone.

‘Isn’t this your doing? You should take responsibility for it.’

Guild Capital Office Manager Holden said with an apologetic tone.

‘I’m sorry, but we’re already struggling to digest the military supplies. To be honest, I wish you could help us, Junjajak… ‘

Arthur quietly left the capital branch after being told indirectly that he was grateful for bringing food to the guild, but that he would be left without saying anything if he didn’t have to do any paperwork or anything.

Honestly, wasn’t the original head of the field hospital Dr. Kronel Smith? Why was Arthur in danger of being put in charge of the field hospital resource allocation instead of him?

To be honest, it was Arthur’s own grave. Dr. Cronell Smith was currently preoccupied with testing the effectiveness of the new substance Arthur had created.

The new substance Arthur created was none other than bleach. In other words, sodium hypochlorite. Considering the chemistry knowledge of the time, it was almost like an O-parts. Without even the concept of electricity, he created a DC generator for electrolysis, connected it to a steam engine, and used graphite electrodes to electrolyze salt water. He also created copper wire to make coils and coated them for insulation… … .

The level of technology that went into those details was so great that a distant descendant would clearly mistake Arthur for a person from the future who had time-slipped. Furthermore, considering that in this era, not only was there no concept of a periodic table of elements, but atomic theory had not yet been fully established, it was clear that Lux was an Ooparts.

However, the reason it was made was simple. It was the cheapest disinfectant. With just salt and electricity, it could kill almost all germs, and it was the alpha and omega of urban sanitation. It was sodium hypochlorite. It would certainly be useful in field hospitals.

To be honest, Arthur was half-doubted as he prepared to make it. Whether the laws of physics in this world were as he thought, whether electromagnetic induction, the existence of atoms, electrolysis, and the creation of the same substance by electrolyzing salt water.

Once you’re born into a world where you can create holy water that can ward off the undead by shocking salt water, you can easily have those concerns.

Fortunately, however, in this world, the electrolyzed salt water is not a holy water that melts the undead, but a liquid that feels slippery to the touch and (based on Arthur’s memories) smells like it would kill germs.

Dr. Cronell, who was first introduced to the Lux made in this way, could not hide his skepticism. A liquid that burns away phlegm? Is it supposed to be holy water?

Instead of doing something stupid like telling him that it was like that in his past life, Arthur pushed him forward by telling him that it was ‘water in which the power of lightning is dissolved’, which he found in an old alchemy book. He even showed him a generator with lightning flashes, which was enough to convince Dr. Cronell that the scene of electrolyzing salt water was ‘the process of dissolving the power of lightning in water’.

Of course, when Dr. Cronell asked to see the old book, he said that after he had read and memorized it, it mysteriously turned to dust and disappeared.

Then Dr. Cronell looked at him with a displeased expression, but he took the locks and experimented with them to see if the theory of 瘴氣 was true. Fortunately, since it was not yet an era where superstitions had been completely eradicated, the excuse of ancient alchemy worked.

The experiment was conducted using rats.

First, they collected sewage from various places in the city. Then, they treated the sewage with water containing the power of lightning, and burned the organs that were supposedly there. Then, they made wounds on mice and applied the sewage to them to check whether they developed the disease. Naturally, there were also mice that were applied sewage and not treated in any way as a comparison group.

The results were astonishing. Of the 100 mice, all 50 used as a control group became seriously ill or died, but most of the mice that were treated with the water infused with the power of fire became only mildly ill.

Of course, it was natural for Dr. Cronell, a doctor, to roll his eyes. However, the ‘water containing the power of lightning’ was not harmless like holy water. Since it contained the power of lightning, it could cause burns if overused, and Dr. Cronell accepted this as a matter of course. Therefore, his current task was to find a safe and accurate method of use that could only burn the qi.

Anyway, now that the head of the field hospital has turned his attention to research, who should be in charge of managing the field hospital support fund? Shouldn’t it be the person who provided the research subjects?

It was only natural that the ball should go primarily to Arthur. He was the one who started the thing, the railway engineer Titeon had confirmed it, and the original person in charge, Dr. Cronell, had asked Arthur to do it. There was no greater responsibility, or justification, than this.

Although there were those who had made a name for themselves as the ones who organized the charity event to support the field hospital, that did not mean that they were the ones who were in charge of the fund. Of course, there were authors who coveted the fund because they were more interested in the food than me, but since it was a job that the original person in charge, Dr. Cronell, had entrusted to Arthur, and since it was guaranteed by a big shot in the railroad industry, Ttion, it was unreasonable to take the job away. This also added weight to the justification for Arthur to take on the job.

Fortunately, the royalist faction had no particular reason to criticize Arthur because he was a royalist faction, and the nobles and neutral factions knew that Arthur had already been slapped by the king for this incident, so they did not criticize Arthur’s authority to manage the fund just because he had done something the king did not want. Wasn’t it clear that he had done it for a good cause?

“Ha. What should I do?”

I don’t want to work. I already have a work-life balance, so I don’t want to work even more. But there was no one who could take over the field hospital work right now.

In that case, there was no other way. Arthur left all the existing workshop work and military supply-related paperwork to those who could handle it, and only took on the field hospital work. He went to work at Smith Hospital, not the workshop.

“Welcome, Lord Hurt.”

“Good day, Mrs. Nelson.”

Mrs. Nelson was a chief nurse at Smith Hospital and contributed greatly to the overall operation of the hospital. She also had a unique perspective on field hospital operations, so Arthur was able to take over the way the field hospital was run from her.

Fortunately, Dr. Cronell had a system in place, so it only took a little bit of tinkering. Contracts were made with factories to supply bandages and mattresses, and with a factory to produce sanitary soap, and a contract was drawn up with the railway company in Ttian to transport the supplies.

The most difficult problem was the supply of manpower, but the popularity of Amelia’s latest hit, “Please Come Back to Me,” and the ripple effect of the charity event combined to increase the number of support personnel.

But here a new problem arose: women from the wealthy classes who had been receiving bride training at home also applied in large numbers.

The campaigns, “Let’s Support Field Hospitals” and “Let’s Save Our Wounded Soldiers,” which were sparked by “Please Come Back, My Love” and provided fuel by influential figures who participated in charity events, effectively stimulated women’s emotions.

The problem was that many of them were noble ladies who had no knowledge of nursing. It was admirable that they had applied despite their family’s objections, but it was actually a hindrance to immediately deploy inexperienced and incompetent personnel into the field.

But it would be a waste to send them all back. It wasn’t that we didn’t have money, and the more nursing staff we had, the better.

In the end, Arthur’s best option was education. At least, to educate them enough to avoid being a nuisance in the field.

Here, those with previous experience in field hospitals played a big role. They took courage from the social atmosphere of supporting field hospitals and applied to field hospitals again. They used their experience to intensively educate prospective nurses on what was really necessary.

For example, laundry, laundry, laundry.

“Why do I have to do my laundry here?!”

Many of the women who dreamed of a treatment method that would reduce the pain of the injured and the romance of nursing were disappointed by the gap between their imagination and reality and wanted to quit, and many of them actually quit.