Pouring a cup of tea for the halfling in front of him, Lann now confirmed the other party's identity.

Although I couldn't recognize him at first because I couldn't remember his name, but the combination of the characteristics of "halfling", "doctor" and "rust" can only lead to one person - Milo van der Beck, the halfling doctor.

Lann is now in the timeline of the First Northern War, and in the Second Northern War launched by Nilfgaard, "Rust" Milo will become the head of the Northern Alliance's front-line field hospital, leading a senior medical team composed of doctors, warlocks, and priests to save the dying and the wounded, becoming the mainstay of the Northern Alliance's rear, and saving countless lives.

His fate is also sad. His medical skills could have allowed him to gain wealth and status far beyond ordinary people, but he chose to travel between various war fronts, just like Shani. But he did not have such good luck as Shani. In Lan's memory, he would be unfortunately infected with the plague while treating patients in the plague area and then die.

"Milo, can I call you that?" Lann asked tentatively. "I'm from Cintra. In a place like Niubao where we are well-informed, I believe you also know what has happened in Cintra recently. It is the front line against Nilfgaard, and there are countless refugees, wounded and patients. I hope to save my people politically from the root, but the war will not end in a short time, and a steady stream of people will still lose their lives in the process. So I also need a doctor."

After listening to Lann's words, Milo thought for a while and said, "To be honest, I have long planned to travel after completing this semester's courses. After all, medicine cannot be practiced enough in school. It's just that Sintra was not my first stop..."

Lann said seriously: "After this war, I deeply realized the importance of medicine. I found that not only Cintra, but also the northern countries did not pay enough attention to battlefield rescue. I not only want to treat the current wounded, but also want to prevent future ones."

He showed his respect for the halfling doctor in front of him. "I want to train local doctors in Cintra and build a medical school, so I need a real medical master to guard the situation. I have heard of the name of Rust, and I can assure you that Cintra will provide all-round support in terms of funds, territory, and manpower. You can make great achievements in Cintra and realize your ambitions."

"I can also guarantee that Cintra will give you enough courtesy and respect, and even grant you a title. You may not know this yet, but Cintra is very tolerant: in terms of professions, in addition to warriors, Cintra now also has warlocks, druids, and many demon hunters like me; in terms of race, in addition to humans, we also have dryads and dwarves living together on an equal footing."

Lann smiled and said, "In terms of inclusiveness, I think Sintra is even better than Niubao now. And I am not only planning a medical school, I also want to vigorously support other humanities and science and engineering disciplines in Sintra."

Milo was stunned by Lan's promise. With his rich social experience, he saw Lan's sincerity. If the other party's promise could really be fulfilled - no, as long as one third of it could be fulfilled, then Sintra would definitely be the best place for him to practice his knowledge.

After thinking for a long time, Milo agreed.

Lan laughed heartily.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly said, "Cintra doesn't have the soil for the growth of other subjects yet, but I also want to get to know some really capable teachers in other subjects first. I wonder if you, Teacher Milo, can introduce some to me?"

Milo thought for a moment and said, "I do have some friends, but they may not be as willing as I am to go to a place like Sintra - I mean the war front. Even if Sintra is not in the war, it is far less attractive to them than Niubao."

This is indeed a problem. Niu Bao's status was established by hundreds of years of history, and it also has a unique geographical location. It is indeed not easy to attract those academic giants to switch jobs.

Lan thought for a moment and said, "I have something important to do later so it's not convenient for me to visit them in person. However, I also have some academic questions that I want to discuss with them. If possible, I hope you can convey them to me, which can also be regarded as a way to test their attitude."

Milo hesitated and said, "That's fine, but regarding academic issues... Mr. Lannister, you should be more cautious. They are all real scholars. If the questions are too... amateurish, they may be disgusted."

The medical tutor really doubted that Lann would come up with something that would make him laugh. After all, Lann was too young, and he came from Cintra, a military country dominated by swords, a place that even rejected warlocks.

Lan En smiled and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, just help convey my ideas and questions. As for the consequences, I'll leave it to fate."

Lann signaled his servant to take paper and pen, and began to write under Milo's troubled gaze.

The scientific development of the Demon Hunter Continent is very abnormal, which is related to the involvement of magic. The biotechnology on this continent has developed to an incredible level due to the participation of warlocks, and it is even possible to artificially create insect-like monsters and some hybrid beasts. These monsters are a combination of different biological traits. What's more, these artificial species can also reproduce stably.

However, Lann had read some analysis of posts in his previous life. Combined with the background of the times, the overall technological level of this continent was still at a stage similar to the Renaissance: there were no steam engines, and wars were mainly fought with cold weapons. There was gunpowder but it was not widely used. Religion was still relatively popular in the Northern Kingdom, and a witch hunt would break out later.

As I said at the beginning, Lann was not a science student, so he was not able to bring an industrial revolution to Sintra. He could not draw a blueprint for a steam engine, and he only had a vague understanding of its principles.

But although he had poor practical skills, he still knew many basic formulas and theorems. After all, those were things he learned in high school and were very "simple".

And these "simple" things are exactly what can serve as the foundation of a discipline and are enough to establish a foothold in the academic world.

As for how to turn these formulas and theorems into tangible scientific results, that is not Lane's problem. Lane believes that many scholars will flock to help him solve the problem.

Lann recalled the books he had read in Cintra before to exclude some discoveries that had been proven in this era. After screening them, he wrote something on paper and briefly introduced it to Milo: "This is a physics formula. It was the doubt I began to have after an apple accidentally hit my head while I was sleeping under an apple tree. I summarized three formulas. This is the first one. I hope to exchange ideas with those mentors..."

Milo is a medical tutor. Although he doesn't know much about physics, he still has a basic understanding.

He couldn't fully understand it, but he also found that what Lann gave was indeed logically self-consistent. So he nodded and agreed to help Lann contact those professors.

There was some other knowledge on the paper, and Milo continued to read it with interest. Lan turned around and asked Shani who was standing aside.

"Shani, you mentioned before that it was a poet named Dandelion. Can you contact him now?"

Before Shani could answer, Milo suddenly raised his head and said, "Are you looking for Dandelion? Do you want to take him to Cintra as well?"

Lann shook his head and said, "No, it's other personal matters. Dandelion is a friend of a friend of mine, and I want to visit him."

Milo nodded and said, "Dandelion is undeniably a genius. He once studied seven liberal arts subjects in four years and was a professor for a while. Unfortunately, he lost interest in research and went out to travel... But he did come back recently."

Shani was a little confused when she heard Lan's answer: "I just arrived in Niubao and haven't had time to contact him yet."

Lann frowned. This was a bit troublesome.

But Milo curled his lips and said, "Do we still need to find Dandelion? Although he is a genius, his style is... there are only a few places he will go."

Lan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Shani. The little girl didn't know what she was thinking of, and her cheeks flushed.

…

Because he was taken all the way to the academy by Dijkstra right after getting off the ship, Lane never had the opportunity to visit this place, which was semi-independent of politics like Thanedd Island.

At this moment, he went out shopping with two attendants and five or six Cintra soldiers. Levin was left in the Bull Castle by Lann to guard the remaining thirty-odd soldiers. After all, they were in the town now, and the King of Redania was still in the Bull Castle. It was really impolite to roam around with such a large number of armed forces.

They rode slowly along a muddy and crowded street, past workshops, studios, stalls, and shops of all sizes.

Thanks to the Bullburg Academy, tens of thousands of rare and wonderful products are produced and sold in these places. Most of them are accessories or obsolete products of Bullburg's various imaginative ideas, and their functions are either incredible or meaningless.

The group passed another street, which was full of inns, taverns, stands, huts, counters and portable grills. Those places were filled with exquisite dishes with good color, aroma and taste. Not only the dishes themselves, but also the condiments, side dishes and spices were unique in the world.

The nobles' knowledge seems to be nothing here. This is truly a magical town that is colorful, cheerful, noisy and smells pleasant.

Listening to Shani's introduction, it seems to be a town full of various entertainments. People find various reasons to hold celebrations, and various festivals never end. Every street seems to echo with music and singing day and night, as well as the crisp clash of high-heeled glasses and large beer mugs. The alcohol business here is very good, because everyone knows that there is no work more thirsty than acquiring knowledge, and alcohol can also give artists inspiration.

The atmosphere of freedom here reminded Lan En of his past life more than once. If this book was from the academy, he really wanted to stay here. Unfortunately, he had already taken on a mission.

Black Wind looked around curiously, snorting at the various smells. He passed through the crowds of people walking on the street. Hawkers, stall owners and charlatans shouted their goods and services loudly, adding to the chaos around them.

"Squid, grilled squid!"

"A magical ointment! This is a super formula developed by Niubao's chemistry instructor and alchemy master. There is only one of its kind!"

"Amulets! Elixirs! Love potions! And energy potions that can make even the dead full of energy with just one sip! Who wants to buy? Who wants to buy?"

"Tooth extraction! Painless tooth extraction! And very cheap!"

"What do you mean by cheap?" Lan took a bite of the grilled squid that was as hard as a boot, then stuffed it into Heifeng's mouth and asked the man who shouted that tooth extraction was cheap.

"Two crowns an hour!"

Lann paused, remembering that in some places in the Northern Kingdom in the original book, some villagers were only willing to pay the witcher half a crown for each water ghost.

He suddenly felt bored with everything and patted Heifeng's neck gently. He no longer lingered on either side.

They continued on and soon arrived at a place called "The Rosebud".