The Shadow of Great Britain

Bismarck suddenly lifted his head: "Ah… that indeed is quite a coincidence…"

Arthur paced slowly, leisurely adding, "And to encourage the development of student associations and the free, diverse campus atmosphere, I'm planning to personally fund extra allowances for student leaders."

At this, Arthur deliberately paused: "By the way, the allowance for the association president is set at twenty florins a year, which I find very reasonable."

Upon hearing this, Bismarck stood up solemnly and said, "Your Excellency."

"What is it?"

"I didn't understand before, but now I completely understand."

"What do you understand now?"

Bismarck replied with perfect enunciation: "The Italian revolution is indeed a good thing!"

Arthur glanced at the young man and waved his hand, saying, "I hope that the next time I see you, I can respectfully call you Chairman Bismarck."

"I promise I won't disappoint you!"

Bismarck emulated the court etiquette he learned from his father, took three steps back, and then ran out of the garden.

Arthur watched him walk away, intending to smoke quietly by himself for a while.

Who would have thought that just as he lit a match, looking up, he saw Bismarck appear before him again.

Arthur shook the match to extinguish the flame: "So soon? Did you bring back the chairman's title?"

Bismarck tossed the package tucked under his arm to Arthur's hand and then took leave, saying, "I didn't bring back the title, but I just happened to meet the postman, who said this package was addressed to the Hastings School Director, so I brought it along."

"Package?"

Arthur glanced at the package tightly wrapped in kraft paper in his hand, clearly marked in German that it was sent from Bavaria.

Strangely, Arthur didn't have any friends in Bavaria.

Although Schneider was supposed to go to Munich in Bavaria to gather information, he had just set off from Gottingen, and it was likely he hadn't even left Hanover yet.

With curiosity, Arthur tore open the kraft paper wrapping, revealing a neatly placed German book titled "Mathematical Calculation of Current."

Just seeing this title made Arthur feel overwhelmed, and he instantly understood what was going on.

In this era, not every Natural Philosophy researcher was fortunate enough to secure a university position, nor did everyone have the privilege to attend university.

Among these amateur researchers were factory technicians, company employees, and primary and secondary school teachers.

These individuals would use their spare time for scientific research and submit their findings to prominent scholars, hoping to gain recognition from them and, in turn, gain fame and elevate their social standing in the field.

While in London, Mr. Faraday was often troubled by these amateur researchers. Despite being an impeccably moral and exceedingly courteous gentleman, Faraday eventually had to establish a rule of not seeing visitors for three days a week.

It wasn't because Faraday was too unfeeling, but because most of these amateur researchers had limited skills, often coming up with quite bizarre conclusions and theorems. Faraday's time was precious, and his willingness to dedicate half of his week to receiving these unproductive amateur researchers was already quite generous.

And it was even more understandable why Arthur didn't like these typically overconfident researchers, as he often found their skill level even lower than his own.

When he was employed at Scotland Yard, these people didn't dare offend the senior officers.

But since leaving Scotland Yard, it was no longer easy for Arthur to send them away affably.

This package from Bavaria was most likely sent by some German amateur electromagnetism researcher.

After all, at least in name, Arthur Hastings was one of Europe's foremost electromagnetism researchers and currently served as the University of Gottingen's Academic Director and National Special Representative.

If one could receive a nod from Arthur, wouldn't a teaching position at Gottingen University naturally follow?

Arthur was about to casually toss the book aside, but the summer sunlight suddenly dazzled his eyes, and he happened to notice a familiar name beneath the book's title in the author section.

"Hmm?"

Arthur's brow furrowed intensely, and he picked up the book again to examine it.

"Mathematical Calculation of Current"

Author: George Simon Ohm.